'You wish to give up the chance of peace and contentment for a life with the boy?' The Great God Ra asked in disbelief. The ancient Pharaoh only nodded. 'You realize that is little chance the young one returns your affections?'
Again, the Pharaoh nodded. "I do."
'You understand that, if I grant you this, you will have to live until you are called to death once again.' the Great God asked. 'No matter how painful things may get, no matter how much grief you may suffer. If you do return to the Afterlife before my consent, you will not see your love in the next life.'
"I'm not an idiot."
The God waited for a more respectable reply.
"I understand."
The Great God was the one who nodded this time. "Very well."
And pain was all the Pharaoh knew.
Touch.
Yami could touch the grass he lay upon.
Smell.
Yami could smell something he had never smelt before, something slightly sweet.
Feel.
Yami could feel the soft ache in his body that. . .
In his body.
Crimson eyes snapped open to see a sky of blue and white hovering above him. Everything was so bright, so different. Perhaps that was because he had been in the shadows for so long. It was odd, very odd. The senses that had been absent from him for hundreds of years were all. . .back.
Excitement bubbled in the once-Pharaoh.
'YUGI.'
Yugi was duelling with Joey, who was loosing, when he heard the mental call of his name burn through the link he and Yami had. Had once had. Before Yami had moved on.
'Yami?' Yugi wasn't sure why he had responded, after all, it was just a fragment of his imagination.
'Yugi.' was the answering response from the other end.
"Yugi?" Joey said as he and Tristan snapped their fingers in front of the short blonde.
"Um, look, guys. . .I have to. . .I have to go. . ." Yugi said standing and running off while his friends stared after him in surprise.
Yami had a rough idea of where he was. He was just a couple of miles away from the Game Shop where Yugi lived with his grandfather.
The only thing that stopped him running those two miles was the fact he felt slightly weak and his body ached slightly. It was probably because it wasn't used to being existent.
So he walked.
'Yugi.'
Yugi paced up and down his room. He was going nuts.
He was so sure he had heard the once-pharaoh's voice in his head but he couldn't feel the presence of his soul in the Puzzle.
'Yugi.'
'Yami.' he answered without meaning to.
He was definitely loosing it.
Yami reached the Game Shop door and went in. He heard the soft tingle of a bell above the door before hearing the thud, thud, thud, thud, of running feet and Yugi's young voice call. "Coming!"
Yugi came into sight. Their eyes met and time stood still.
"Hello, Yugi."