AN: I write a lot in general about random things when it comes to Atem, besides him being my RP muse and just... Let's just say he's a lot to me and no one will ever understand it. Enjoy.
You may ask me why I use Atem instead of Yami, because Yami is before Atem realized who he was. Besides, he comes back from the dead as Atem with all that dark skin but retains the memories of what he did as Yami. The name is still used for him, he accepts both names considering he believes them as...him. They are his names. Alright I'm done, now really enjoy~
Pitter patter. Pitter patter.
Drops of liquid fell from the heavens onto the window in large splashes. The storm came quickly and it caught Atem off-guard when it started. However as per usual he got himself a bowl of vanilla ice cream covered with syrup, caramel and sprinkles then proceeded to sit himself in front of the screen door. Each time he took a breath there was the dampness of the rain that met him. He didn't mind it one bit instead continuing to eat his ice cream in silence as the storm continued.
"You know I always wondered why you do this…" came the voice of his partner, Yugi. Turning around slightly, spoon in mouth, Atem's ruby irises met with large amethyst ones. The young man was dressed in his usual blue school outfit minus the shoes, his tri-colored hair slightly damp from the rain but his clothes seemed relatively fine considering the weather.
"Oh?"
The boy gives a nod as he sits beside the royal. "Yea. Mind telling me?"
Atem places the spoon in the bowl scooping up a large piece of ice cream drizzled mostly in caramel. "Tradition." With that said he places the scoop in his mouth, humming his satisfaction at the sweet taste. "Tradition?" Yugi repeats, raising a delicate brow at the other's choice of words. Atem nods placing the near empty bowl at his side his gaze returning back to the water that fell.
Distant thunder roared in the distance and he could see the flashes of light across the sky. It was calming to hear the drums but also exhilarating to see the lightning. "Back in Egypt…storms were rather good in a way. It filled up the Nile, brought us a good harvest and made our lives easier in the heat…"
Atem leans back on his hands as he continues. "There were also of course the dangers to a storm. Death, a bad harvest, flooding, the loss of homes, etc, etc." He raises a hand up as if waving the negativity away. "But…I always got something sweet to eat during a storm. My mother and I would watch it until it ended. Praying that things would become better for the people, the kingdom and ourselves."
The royal reaches out for the bowl, taking the spoon in his hand he scoops up another large goop of ice cream then holds it out to the younger male with a smile. "I know I don't rule a kingdom anymore but I still pray for you, Grandpa and our friends. So I suppose this simply became…tradition." Yugi leans forward taking the ice cream in his mouth. The young Mutou makes a sound, placing his hand on the spoon and wincing.
"Ah…cold…!" Yugi complains, removing the spoon from his mouth then placing it on the bowl. A pout appears on his lips as he glares at the monarch who was smirking under his amethyst orbs. "Ah, well, at least you answered my question. So I guess you wouldn't mind me joining you for this, eh?"
"I don't mind company~"
"I'll get us more ice cream but I'm putting my own ingredients in mine!"
Atem waves the little one off his gaze going down to the now empty bowl in his hands. There was a large boom over head and his attention returned to the door. As soon as it ended the rain fell harder then before.