Request fic for I luv Kai.
I'm not big on suicide fics, but I suppose that if that's what's requested, I should fulfil that request, huh? ;;
Using dub names. Not too good with them, so if you see me slipping and using original names, then please correct me.
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Yami had hated the move. Oh, at first it had seemed like a great idea, and it was Yugi who didn't want to move. Yami had insisted and insisted, however, that Yugi needed to finally move from New York into somewhere smaller where things were cheaper and he didn't need to have a job that ate up all of his time.
Now that they had moved though, Yugi had found new friends. It wasn't like that was a bad thing, but Yami and Yugi had lived together since they had first met, way back when Yugi was still fourteen, and Yami had been eighteen.
"I'm going out, bye Yami!" Yugi called from their apartment door which was already opening.
"Be home for supper!" Yami called. Yugi didn't have to be home for supper, nothing special was happening. It was just that Yami loved being with Yugi, and now he never got that chance.
"I already told Téa that I'd take her out for supper!" Yugi called. He was in the hall now. "If you want I could cancel it though..." he didn't want it. It was obvious in his tone of voice.
"Don't bother. Just go out with her," Yami called back. He turned around in his bed, back to the door and face to the wall. He should've known. Yugi was always with Téa now.
Yami knew he shouldn't be jealous of her, and knew he shouldn't be mad at either of them. It's not like they knew how he felt about Yugi. He couldn't help it though, and every time he heard that Yugi was going out with Téa again, it made his blood boil.
Yami had liked Téa from when he had first met her. She was nice, and friendly and could make nearly anyone laugh. Then Yugi told Yami that he liked her as more than a friend. Yami accepted that, and could understand how anyone would like her. He ignored the little tugging feeling inside that he felt every time that Yugi went on and on about how great Téa was. Then Yugi asked her out.
Come to think of it, Yami had been the one who told him to ask her out. He was particularly moody that day, had a rough day at work, and Yugi was going on and on about how great she was, and it was annoying him, and finally he snapped and told Yugi, "just ask her out already!"
Yugi looked shocked, but the next day he did, and she accepted, and that's when Yami found out that he had feelings for Yugi. He didn't hate Téa, per se. It's just that she got on his nerves sometimes now, more than anyone else. She hadn't changed at all, of course. She was still nice, and friendly and intelligent, but now she had Yugi.
Yami never would've thought of himself as the jealous type, and now that he found out he was, he hated himself for it.
He picked up the phone, and dialed a number. One ring. Two rings. Three rings. Answering machine.
"Hey, you've reached the Wheeler residence. Joey and David aren't in right now, but if you leave a message we'll be sure to get back to you," Joey's voice said over the phone, and the beep sounded. Yami hung up the phone, before trying another number.
"Hello?" came a woman's voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hi, is Tristan there?" Yami asked.
"I'm sorry. He just went out with his friends. Could I take a message?"
With his friends. Without Yami...
"No, it's okay. Thank you." He hung up the phone.
Yami sighed. He had never felt this alone in his life before. He needed his friends, and he had left them to move to some little city. Naturally his new friends would abandon him, too. It was karma, or something.
He didn't have Yugi, and he didn't have his friends. He was a twenty-two year old no body, with his life going no where. He had even dropped out of University the month before.
It's commonly said that every American home had a gun. His was no different. Yugi didn't really like having it there, but Yami always kept it around for some reason or another, and now he was glad that he did.
He took it out of the drawer, loaded it, and stuck the barrel in his mouth.
Constrictive Criticism more than welcome. Flames will be mocked. Fic will be updated next Saturday.