Yami Yugi gazed sadly at the form of his aibou slumped at the kitchen table. Yugi's once happy demeanour seemed long forgotten as he stared blankly out of the window.
Blank. That's what his eyes were like nowadays. Yugi had once told him that the eyes were the windows to the soul. Yami himself had not really understood the concept at the time. Why would he need to look in Yugi's wide, innocent eyes when all he had to do was step into his soul room? But he realized now what his hikari had meant. His eyes, once filled with a carefree happiness, were full of sorrow and hurt.
Yami kept quietly to the shadows and followed his aibou's stare out of the window.
The clouds were dark, a mixture of swirling greys and blacks. The world outside was dreary and bleak, summing up what Yami knew Yugi was feeling. He could sense the inner turmoil his little one was going through. It pained him so much to know that Yugi was in so much anguish and there wasn't anything he could do about it.
"Ji-chan…"
Yami felt his heart wrench at the sound of Yugi's dejected whisper. He sounded so broken. So empty. So alone.
But Yugi wasn't alone, and Yami was going to make sure he realized that.
Slowly but swiftly, Yami made his way towards the kitchen table and Yugi. He stood directly behind the chair Yugi was sat in and placed his hands on his aibou's slender shoulders.
"Aibou…" He whispered. It was more of a plea than an act to get Yugi's attention.
Yugi's head drooped and a crystalline tear slid down his face.
"Why?"
Yami felt his heart wrench again. Yugi, his Yugi, was in so much pain.
"Why now?"
Yami reached down and wiped the single tear away with a slender finger. He knew Yugi wasn't expecting an answer, but he had to take away the pain. He hated seeing his aibou in distress.
"I do not know, little one. It was his time to leave this world."
"I didn't want him to leave! It's not fair!"
Yami cringed. Yugi was getting hysterical again. It had been little over a week since Yugi's only living relative had passed away. Yami only understood a minute portion of the pain Yugi was going through. He, too, had enjoyed the company of the man, and it had been a devastating blow when he had found out.
Yugi's emotional link with his grandfather ran so much deeper than Yami's own. When Yugi's parents had died, his grandfather was the one who took care of him. His grandfather was the one who had fuelled Yugi's love for Duel Monsters, taught him how to play.
Most importantly, his grandfather was the one who gave Yugi the puzzle. He had brought Yugi into Yami's life and for that he was eternally grateful.
He would take care of Yugi. For Solomon's sake. He would treasure the angel he was blessed with for eternity and beyond.
Yugi's small frame now shook with sobs and his distressed wails echoed off the pale walls of the kitchen.
The heavens heard the sorrow of their fallen angel and cried with him. Droplets of water slid down the cool glass of the window as hot tears streamed down Yugi's smooth, pale skin.
Yami lifted Yugi out of the chair and cradled him to his chest. Yugi made no acknowledgement or protest. He simply continued to cry out, repeating his grandfather's name, wishing for him to return.
Yami refused to let his own tears spill. He had been a Pharaoh, had learned to control his emotions. He would not cry. He would remain strong for Yugi.
He cradled Yugi closer to his chest, hoping to provide at least a slight amount of comfort to his light. He noticed that the loud wails and sobs had quietened to sniffles and hiccups. Somewhere back in the recesses of his mind, he had also realized his leather shirt was now soaked with tears.
Yami made his way upstairs silently with his angel. After entering Yugi's room, he noticed that Yugi was now completely silent and that a calm, relaxed feeling was drifting through their link. Yami smiled slightly and looked down at the sleeping bundle in his arms.
"At least he is at peace in his dreams."
Quietly and gently, he lowered Yugi on to his bed and pulled the covers over him. Yami wiped the remaining tears from Yugi's face with a thumb. He revelled in the softness of his skin and let his thumb wander to his aibou's equally soft lips. Yami gently, so not to wake Yugi, traced the outline of his lips. Smiling almost sadly, he brushed the blonde bangs from Yugi's face and kissed his forehead.
He knew why his hikari was so upset. His only living relative, the man who had cared for him his whole life, who was his whole world, was now gone. What was worse was that Yugi had no friends to comfort him. For some reason unknown to Yami, the others that went to the place Yugi called school, seemed to bear a hatred towards his counterpart.
Yami frowned. Yugi was cheerful, smart and helpful. Why people wouldn't want to be his friend made no sense at all. But that was how it was, and Yugi would not let Yami help. He had said he wanted to make friends on his own, and if people didn't want to be his friend, then he had said it wasn't meant to be.
Yami could understand why Yugi was so broken. The only one who truly understood him, had been there for him throughout his life, the one who took care of him, the one who loved him…was gone.
Yami once again felt that familiar lurch in his heart. His hand froze and he tore it away from Yugi's face.
No. Yami understood Yugi. Yami would stay by Yugi's side through thick and thin, like he had done countless times before. Yami would care for Yugi, he would take away his pain. Yami would never leave Yugi. Not even Ra himself would keep him away.
"And," he whispered, "If you'll let me…I'll love you, my little Yugi."
A brief flash of light was the only sign that the spirit had resigned himself to the confines of his soul room.
Unaware of the world around him, Yugi Mutou continued to sleep, a slight smile gracing his lips.
~Owari~
*Blinks* Hmm. I know that was quite short, but it's just the prologue. It's a hell of a lot different to my other fics, but I couldn't continue with Hentai Ryou, I'm not in the best of moods. -.-; Well, what did you think? Angsty enough? Review if you wish me to continue. No reviews, no further chapters.