Disclaimer: As much as I want to own Yu-Gi-Oh and Evanescence and all things pertaining to both of the aforementioned thingies, I don't. *bawls* I do, however own this plot. SO THERE!
Summary: Yugi and Yami do not know each other, but they've both been going to the same café. Yami has been watching Yugi and is learning all about him. What happens when Yami's innocent fascination with the other turns into a something that he can not get out of his head? Songfic to Evanescence's "Give Unto Me"
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Let Me Save You
Chapter I: Watching
The crimson-eyed boy sat in the back of the café in a shady corner. He lounged lazily, though he kept an air of power and awareness wrapped around him like a blanket. He toyed with the handle of his coffee mug while staring intently ahead of him. His vision was filled with the sight of a small teen with tri-colored hair. The boy was sitting by himself in a two-person booth against the wall, smiling sadly at his hands; the same hands that gripped the mug of tea on the table in front of him. Looking closer at the boys hands, Yami noticed a couple of bruises and several scrapes.
'Strange,' he thought, 'that's the first time I've seen those. Has he had them long?'
The teen in the corner had been coming to this café at the same time every day for the last three months. Every day he sat in the same booth and ordered the same thing- one large coffee, black. However, it was only recently- within the last two weeks- that this other boy, who looked almost exactly like the teen in the corner, started coming in. He, too, came in every day. However, while Yami came in every day at four o'clock on the dot, this other boy arrived around 4:15 and 4:30, never at the same time two days in a row. Today he arrived at 4:21.
~I've been watching you from a distance~
Sometimes, it's only happened twice, a pale skinned boy with white hair and brown eyes came into the café. He was also petite, like the small boy in the booth, but he was definitely more feminine. His face was soft and fragile-looking. He never noticed the boy with tri-colored hair right away, but he greeted him cheerfully when he finally came around. Today was no different from the other days. The white-haired boy came in and went up to the counter. When he finished ordering and paying for his drink he stood at the counter, hands in his pockets, looking around at nothing in particular. When he saw the teen in the both he grinned.
"Yugi!"
'Yugi...' Yami thought. 'So the boy's name is Yugi...'
Yugi jumped slightly and looked up in surprise. When he realized who had spoken to him he smiled mildly back.
"Oh, hey Ryou."
'And Ryou is the other one...' Yami mused.
The girl behind the counter set Ryou's drink on the counter for him. With a polite 'thank you,' Ryou grabbed his drink and walked to Yugi.
"How have you been? Is winter vacation treating you nicely?"
Yami leaned forward in his chair to see his miniature face better. Something in his eyes reminded him distinctly of... hurt? The boy was hiding something from this Ryou, who Yami assumed was Yugi's friend.
'Hurt?' Yami asked silently of no one but himself. 'Why is he hurting?'
~The distance sees through your disguise~
Yugi quickly erased the pain from his eyes before looking up at Ryou and smiling slightly. "I'm fine. How are you?"
'Fine... Fucked up, insecure, neurotic, and emotional.' Yami gave a soft smile thinking the acronym he had heard so often.
"I've been good!" He glanced up and out the door hurriedly before telling the other, "I'd better be going now though. It was nice to see you."
Yami's brow furrowed in thought. 'False sincerity? Why?'
"Yeah..." Yugi replies, turning once more to his drink. "Bye."
They sat in silence again after Ryou's departure, Yugi staring at his cup with his hands around it, and Yami staring at Yugi while occasionally sipping from his mug. The waitress came back to Yami, asking if he wanted anything else. His answer was the same as always.
"No thank you, just this," Lifting his mug slightly.
He had broken his watch on Yugi to answer the girl. Now, when he looked back, the purple-eyes of the teen he'd grown accustomed to watching were fixed on his hands. Those hands he lifted up from his mug, examining them, yet not seeing. Using his right hand, he pulled back the sleeve of his blue jacket, revealing a bruised forearm. His arm flipped over to show the soft underside, which had several scabbed over cuts that harshly contrasted against the pale white of his skin.
Yami flinched slightly when he saw the cuts. 'Yugi, who did this to you?'
As if he heard Yami's thought, Yugi quickly pulled his sleeve down to his wrist again, wincing as the cloth scraped across his wounds. Yugi picked up his mug and finished off his tea. Standing up, he put his money on the table and went out into the cold night, hugging himself to fend off the cold. Not long after, Yami followed suit.
~All I want from you is your hurting~
Stepping outside he checked up and down the street. The kid was just at the corner of the street, waiting for the cars to pass before he crossed. The crimson-eyed teen started to follow without.
'No,' he shook his head, 'don't follow him.' He turned to head the opposite way. 'Why can't I get him out of my head?! He just looks so lost. Everyday he looks more and more defeated.'
~I want to heal you~
He turned his head to watch as Yugi continued walking down the street. Suddenly two forms jumped out of an alley way and grabbed the spiky-haired teen, one hand over his mouth to prevent him from screaming.
"Yugi!" Yami cried out in horror before running towards the alley as quickly as his legs would take him through the snow.
~I want to save you from the dark~