Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh? U.U I wish I did... But I'm not talented enough for that.
"Logging in as Y-Millennium..."
"Welcome back, Y-Millennium, you have 1 messages, 1 is new!"
18 year-old Yugi Moto, the Japanese top gamer blinked at the computer screen. A message from someone on the forum? That was unusual. He didn't get along very well with people on the Net, just like in real life. Depression ruled him, and it caused him to say very depressing things. Most people just told him to commit suicide, others said get over it, and some were kind enough to lend advice on how to get through this 'phase' of his. But it wasn't a phase. It was because...
'Stop thinking about that,' Yugi commanded himself. 'Thinking about that only leads to pain.' So, without another thought, Yugi opened the link to his inbox, and checked over the title of the message along with the user name that sent it.
From: Y-Egyptian-King Subject: An Inquirey.
'Y-Egyptian King, huh?' Thought Yugi. Y-E-K was well-known for his strange opinions on things, and for his way of talking, he'd heard. "'"Sounds just like a guy from B.C., dude!"'" He'd heard from a net surfer who'd chatted with Y-E-K. But the name only rang out sorrow in Yugi's heart, because it reminded him of the Pharaoh, Yami, who'd left him some time ago to be in the Afterlife, his Ultimate Fate. And Yugi remained on earth, incomplete, like half of himself had left. And he was broken beyond repair because of it.
Yugi opened the message, and read:
"An Inquirey" Again, I am sorry for such impudence, but please reply. Reply
Forgive the informality of my message, but I would like to ask you about your username. If I'm not completely mistaken it refers to the Millennium Items. Please excuse my boldness, but what knowledge have you of the said items? Please, respond, I am desperately curious to know, for, you see, I am linked to these items very strongly.
Sincerely,
Y-E-K.
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Yugi stared at this letter for a long time. Just the way it was phrased reminded him of... 'Don't think about him. It will hurt too much...'
He sighed, and hit the reply button.
Message:
(Type your message here)
Yuigi thought for a moment on what to write. He should at least be honest, even if it hurt him to write even some part of it down... 'Atemu would have...' A voice repremanded in his head, that small, innocent voice. He winced as the name slid through his mind, but ignored the pain, and thought of one more thing. 'And try not to be depressing...'
Message: Re. An Inquirey.
Don't worry about being rude. You were curious. That's not a crime. I know about the the Millennium Items extensively. I used to own a few myself. The first one I came across is very special to me, and even though now there's really nothing extraordinary about it, I keep it. I keep-sake I guess you might say. I keep it for sake of a foolish hope. But oh well. I'm getting off the subject, aren't I? Yes, my username refers to the Millennium Items. I also have a strong link to them. Tell me, what's yours? Y-M.
Satisfied with that, Yugi clicked on the little Send button, and then braced himself for the inevitable pain. And it came, crashing down on him, drowning him in torture. All these years and the pain of his other leaving had not lessened. No, in fact. As he grew stronger, the pain did, too.
An hour passed before Yugi could finally stop crying. He uncurled himself from within his chair, and wiped his streaming eyes, before clicking onto the homepage.
"Hey, Y-Millennium, you have 1 messages, 1 is new!"
Yugi clicked on the link.
From: Y-Egyptian-King Subject: Re. An Inquirey.
He opened the message, and read:
My story is somewhat unbelievable, but since you own/ed a Millennium Item, you might just believe me.
I was once a spirit trapped inside an item, and freed by a young boy. Honestly, it was a strange thing, getting to know him. And once I did, it seemed I would never be able to part with him. I was blessed by Ra in so many ways just being by his side. And it sounds like I was in love, doesn't it? I was, and still am with that boy. Later on, as I began to realize the very fact I just mentioned, I began to uncover my other's secrets, and they weren't very pretty. He was abused by lots of people in his lifetime before he met me, and it began to catch up with him. I tried to protect him from it, but I was always so helpless... and then... my Ultimate Destiny was laid before my feet, so to speak. I was taken to the Afterlife. And I really didn't want to go... Not at all. So, using all of my willpower, I managed to come back here. But, that's my link. Have I satisfied your curiocity as well, Y-M? Y-E-K.
It took Yugi a very long time to process what he was reading. And when he had, he hit the reply button with a very shakey hand.
Message: Re. An Inquirey.
Atemu? You're alive? You came back? You gave up your afterlife and pardice? ARE YOU CRAZY!? Your Hikari,
Yugi.
He hit the reply button before he could think twice and waited, his heart pounding hard in his chest. Atemu... was alive...
'Does he still want me?'
FROM ATEMU'S P.O.V.
Message: Re. An Inquirey.
Atemu? You're alive? You came back? You gave up your afterlife and pardice? ARE YOU CRAZY!? Your Hikari,
Yugi.
The message on his little labtop screen was almost too sweet to bear. It hurt Atemu to look at it, simply because he had finally found him... He had finally found his hikari, his Yugi. And he'd just been called crazy. 'Lovely greeting, Yugi' he thought. Are you crazy. Ah, but it was a good question to ask. Was he crazy? Atemu chuckled a little, and hit the reply button. That's when he felt it.
The wave that crashed down on his hikari, the despair that now, too, enveloped him. He knew he would more acutely feel this if he were near Yugi, but this pain was so intense! Was this what his Yugi had been feeling all this time? He typed rapidly his reply:
You're in pain, Aibou. Where are you? Tell me quickly.
He sent that, and waited impatiently for the little one to reply. Gods knew that when his other was in trouble, patience was not one of his virtues. But there! the reply! He hit on the little message, and read quickly.
I'm on 48 Shengii Street in Kyoto Japan. We moved.
Atemu typed so quickly that he was sure some of the keys on his labtop wouldn't work anymore. The reply said:
I'm on my way. Wait for me, Aibou.
With that he grabbed his coat, went to the door, put his shoes on hastily and ran outside into the snow. He had to get to Yugi now!
Yugi's P.O.V.
Yugi sat at his computer, stunned. Where was his Pharaoh? Only the gods knew, but wherever he was, he was coming now. 'I'm going to see him again?' he thought uncertainly. His Pharaoh... Gods knew how badly he'd missed Atemu... But if the Pharaoh had to leave again, could he take it? What if the same thing happened all over again? What if he suddnly died... Would he be able to handle loosing him a second time?
Yugi got up from his computer desk, and ran a hand though his hair. 'Need to shower soon.' he thought. He flopped onto his bed, and closed his eyes, sighing deeply. Downstairs, he could hear his Jii-chan coming up the stairs.
"Yugi, are you ok up there? it's time for dinner?" The gravelly, hesitant voice spoke through the door. Ever since Atemu had left, Jii-chan had been so careful around him, as if he would break at any moment. 'He might not be that far off.' Yugi thought as he got up and opened the door to give a limp smile to his Jii-chan.
"I'm fine, Jii-chan. Lets eat. Why didn't you ask me to help?" he asked as he led the way down into the kitchen. His Jii-chan didn't respond. Bothered by the silence, Yugi turned to see his Jii-chan studying him intensely. Finally, he spoke up, the voice carefully weighing each of the words before he spoke them.
"You've been crying." It wasn't a question, but a statement. Yugi blinked, and realized that his eyes must have been red and puffy from the crying he had done earlier. "Yugi, do you want to talk? I don't want to see you like this anymore." Yugi shook his head.
"It's ok, Jii-chan. I'm fine." he attempted a smile, and knew it must have failed horribly. He just couldn't smile anymore. Not without Atemu... Speaking of which...
There was a knock on the door. Jii-chan turned his worried gaze from Yugi to look at the door, puzzled. "Now who could that be?" he said, and went to answer the door. Yugi continued to the kitchen and looked around for the dinner. Mac 'n Cheese.
Yugi scooped a small portion into one of the bowls on the counter, and sat down, spoon in hand, gazing silently at the food. Was he going to eat tonight? He had no more time to ponder his food because his Jii-chan let out a strangled gasp, upon opening the door. Yugi jumped up immediately, and went to see what was wrong.
Jii-chan was staring at a stranger who stood in the doorway in shock. Yugi, confused, at first, not even looking at the stranger, went to his Jii-chan, asking if he was alright. But his Jii-chan just whispered, "How?" Realizing that Jii-chan wasn't hearing a word he said, Yugi looked at the stranger in the doorway and froze.
Atemu stood there.
(Bad cliff-hanger, but oh well...)
I hope I did okay. Let me know if there's anything wrong with it, eg: spelling errors, repetative sentances, ect.