Hey guys, his is my first FF, so please be kind. R/R, and please be
honest. Continue, Quit, or Drop Dead? Flame all you want, just put
something constructive in there.
Disclaimer: Uh. I own nothing. Not even this text, or that, or that. Damn you all! VICTORY IS MINE! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------
Tears trickled down Yugi's cheeks as he ran from the shop. He left his Millennium Puzzle inside. He could never forgive Yami for what he did this time. Never.
Yugi stood in the rain, his tears mixing with the water. He wasn't sure how he got here, or why he thought of coming here. But, he had no one else to turn to. He put his hand up to the black metal gate, and ran it down the front. Slowly, he brought it down to the bell. He pressed it firmly.
"Yes?" An elderly male voice boomed out from a speaker.
"Is Seto Kaiba there?" He asked meekly, trying to hide the sobbing.
"I'm dreadfully sorry! He is out on business to America. May I take a message?"
"No, no... Is Mokuba there?" Yugi asked, knowing this was his last option.
"Why, yes, he is. Who is this?" The man inquired.
"Yugi Motou"
The gates swung open slowly, and Yugi began the long walk to the mansion. He was still trying to understand exactly what happened, but knowing the full scope of Yami's actions wouldn't be apparent to him until he calmed down, and that would take a while.
He saw the mansion up ahead, and trudged to it, getting weaker and weaker. Finally he reached the front door to the mansion. He rang the doorbell, and the elderly gentleman greeted him.
"Oh, you look dreadful! Come in, I'll get you some nice clothing."
Yugi followed the old man to a room on the 3rd floor, where there was an enormous collection of clothing.
"Choose whatever clothing you desire. I'll be back in 5 minutes." The old man said as he left the room.
Yugi took off his wet clothes slowly, while sobbing silently. He had stopped crying outright, but still couldn't stop sobbing. He found a pair of black jeans, a black T-Shirt with a Dark Magician on them, and white socks, and some brand of Italian sneakers.
Yugi looked at the clock. 2:30 A.M., 3 hours after leaving the game shop, and he didn't feel much better. The old man was back exactly when promised.
"Mokuba is sleeping at the moment, but I know you are a friend of Master Kaiba's, so you may have the guest bedroom. I will wake you when Master Mokuba awakens." The old man advised.
"One question, what's your name?" Yugi asked.
"Alfred." The man replied.
Yugi could not help but snicker at the stereotypical name of the butler. Alfred saw Yugi doing this, but didn't understand what for. He sighed, and led Yugi to the guest bedroom.
"Yugi." A voice called out in the night. He awoke in a cold sweat, hearing the very recognizable voice, trying to ignore it.
"Yugi, I know you can hear me!" The voice called out again.
Yugi couldn't ignore him for much longer.
"Yugi!" The voice yelled out once more.
"Fuck you Yami! Fuck you! I HATE YOU!" The boy screamed.
"Yugi, I.. I'm sorry. You have no idea how sorry I am!" Yami replied meekly.
"You're lying, I know you are. You crossed the line this time Yami, and I never want to speak to you again!" He sobbed.
"Yugi..."
"GO AWAY!" He yelled.
And he did. Yugi went back to bed, knowing tomorrow would be a difficult day.
Yugi woke slowly in the morning. It was Saturday, so there was no need to call in sick. He took off the silk pajamas he found in the Guest room, and put on the clothes that Alfred had given to him last night. He walked up to the door, and put his hand on the knob, wondering if he should turn it. He didn't want to face the day ahead of him. Yugi had a throbbing headache, and knew that he needed some aspirin. He turned the knob, and walked downstairs.
"Yugi!" A voice yelled from downstairs. Yugi looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a recognizable black haired boy.
"Hello, Mokuba." Yugi replied, obviously not as excited as the young boy.
Yugi slowly trotted down the stairs. Mokuba rose from the couch, turning off his Saturday morning cartoons. They met in the dining room.
"Uh, Mokuba, do you have any Aspirin?" Yugi asked.
"Well, is Ibuprofen O.K.?" Mokuba replied.
"Sure." Yugi thankfully responded.
Mokuba threw him the bottle of medicine, and filled him a glass of water.
"Thanks Mokuba." Yugi said as he gulped down 6 pills.
"Wow, that's a little extreme Yugi!" Mokuba observer.
"I need it." Yugi Moped.
"Alright Yugi, what happened? Why are you here? I thought you hate my brother!" Mokuba demanded to know.
"It's a really long story, but I had no one else to turn to." Yugi explained.
"Here, sit down" Mokuba insisted, and Yugi complied.
"It began two days ago, when I was talking with Jou about Anzu. I had heard she had finally gotten a full scholarship to a Dancing School in Los Angeles. We were in the middle of a duel, so I finished him off quickly, so I could go congratulate her. I called her house, but her mother told me she was out at a friend's house. I thanked her, and decided that me and Jou should go to the arcade with Yami. We went back to the Game Shop, then looked for Yami. We couldn't find him, and for some reason Gramp's wasn't there either. I shrugged it off, and me and Jou went to the arcade anyways. The next day, I had to go to school, and finally managed to congratulate Anzu on her Dancing Scholarship. She looked uncomfortable, but thanked me anyways." Yugi Paused.
"That doesn't seem that terrible Yugi." Mokuba trailed off.
Tears were swelling behind Yugi's eyes, tiny globules of burning anger. Fighting them back, he continued.
"I had to stay after school to make up some work I missed. I got out of school, and headed home. I couldn't find my grandpa, so I headed upstairs to watch some TV and work on my deck. I was about to knock on Yami's door, when I noticed it was a little open. Slowly I opened it, and said 'Hi Yami', but I got no response. I opened the door all the way, and saw only darkness. Darkness so black it hurt just to look at it. I walked into it, yelling for Yami. I saw him in the distance, and got closer. And then.. I saw.."
"What?" Mokuba Asked.
"I saw." Yugi started sobbing and crying.
Mokuba stood up and went to Yugi. He embraced him in a hug, and Yugi cried into his shoulder.
"It's alright, Yugi, you can tell me." Mokuba comforted Yugi softly.
"I saw... Yami and Anzu making love!" Yugi broke down, collapsing onto the couch. Mokuba rubbed his back, trying to calm the hysterical Yugi down.
"It's ok.. It's ok." Mokuba said softly.
Yugi wiped the tears from his face, but more came soon after.
"That's.. not the worst of it. I.. *sniff* didn't want to face it, so I tried running. But, the darkness kept leading me back, and.. Yami." Yugi muttered.
"What did he do?" Mokuba asked.
"He. Killed Anzu!" Yugi broke down in tears, yet again. Mokuba was taken aback by the news, and started crying as well. Although they weren't the best of friends, he still really liked Anzu, and really didn't want her dead!
"But.. why?" Mokuba sobbed.
"I don't know, but he killed my Grandpa too!" Yugi wailed.
Mokuba didn't know what to make of this all. He didn't know Yugi's Grandpa, but he knew the sting of losing loved ones all of too well. Just then, Seto walked in the door.
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So, what'd ya think? R/R, hope you enjoyed it.
Disclaimer: Uh. I own nothing. Not even this text, or that, or that. Damn you all! VICTORY IS MINE! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------
Tears trickled down Yugi's cheeks as he ran from the shop. He left his Millennium Puzzle inside. He could never forgive Yami for what he did this time. Never.
Yugi stood in the rain, his tears mixing with the water. He wasn't sure how he got here, or why he thought of coming here. But, he had no one else to turn to. He put his hand up to the black metal gate, and ran it down the front. Slowly, he brought it down to the bell. He pressed it firmly.
"Yes?" An elderly male voice boomed out from a speaker.
"Is Seto Kaiba there?" He asked meekly, trying to hide the sobbing.
"I'm dreadfully sorry! He is out on business to America. May I take a message?"
"No, no... Is Mokuba there?" Yugi asked, knowing this was his last option.
"Why, yes, he is. Who is this?" The man inquired.
"Yugi Motou"
The gates swung open slowly, and Yugi began the long walk to the mansion. He was still trying to understand exactly what happened, but knowing the full scope of Yami's actions wouldn't be apparent to him until he calmed down, and that would take a while.
He saw the mansion up ahead, and trudged to it, getting weaker and weaker. Finally he reached the front door to the mansion. He rang the doorbell, and the elderly gentleman greeted him.
"Oh, you look dreadful! Come in, I'll get you some nice clothing."
Yugi followed the old man to a room on the 3rd floor, where there was an enormous collection of clothing.
"Choose whatever clothing you desire. I'll be back in 5 minutes." The old man said as he left the room.
Yugi took off his wet clothes slowly, while sobbing silently. He had stopped crying outright, but still couldn't stop sobbing. He found a pair of black jeans, a black T-Shirt with a Dark Magician on them, and white socks, and some brand of Italian sneakers.
Yugi looked at the clock. 2:30 A.M., 3 hours after leaving the game shop, and he didn't feel much better. The old man was back exactly when promised.
"Mokuba is sleeping at the moment, but I know you are a friend of Master Kaiba's, so you may have the guest bedroom. I will wake you when Master Mokuba awakens." The old man advised.
"One question, what's your name?" Yugi asked.
"Alfred." The man replied.
Yugi could not help but snicker at the stereotypical name of the butler. Alfred saw Yugi doing this, but didn't understand what for. He sighed, and led Yugi to the guest bedroom.
"Yugi." A voice called out in the night. He awoke in a cold sweat, hearing the very recognizable voice, trying to ignore it.
"Yugi, I know you can hear me!" The voice called out again.
Yugi couldn't ignore him for much longer.
"Yugi!" The voice yelled out once more.
"Fuck you Yami! Fuck you! I HATE YOU!" The boy screamed.
"Yugi, I.. I'm sorry. You have no idea how sorry I am!" Yami replied meekly.
"You're lying, I know you are. You crossed the line this time Yami, and I never want to speak to you again!" He sobbed.
"Yugi..."
"GO AWAY!" He yelled.
And he did. Yugi went back to bed, knowing tomorrow would be a difficult day.
Yugi woke slowly in the morning. It was Saturday, so there was no need to call in sick. He took off the silk pajamas he found in the Guest room, and put on the clothes that Alfred had given to him last night. He walked up to the door, and put his hand on the knob, wondering if he should turn it. He didn't want to face the day ahead of him. Yugi had a throbbing headache, and knew that he needed some aspirin. He turned the knob, and walked downstairs.
"Yugi!" A voice yelled from downstairs. Yugi looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a recognizable black haired boy.
"Hello, Mokuba." Yugi replied, obviously not as excited as the young boy.
Yugi slowly trotted down the stairs. Mokuba rose from the couch, turning off his Saturday morning cartoons. They met in the dining room.
"Uh, Mokuba, do you have any Aspirin?" Yugi asked.
"Well, is Ibuprofen O.K.?" Mokuba replied.
"Sure." Yugi thankfully responded.
Mokuba threw him the bottle of medicine, and filled him a glass of water.
"Thanks Mokuba." Yugi said as he gulped down 6 pills.
"Wow, that's a little extreme Yugi!" Mokuba observer.
"I need it." Yugi Moped.
"Alright Yugi, what happened? Why are you here? I thought you hate my brother!" Mokuba demanded to know.
"It's a really long story, but I had no one else to turn to." Yugi explained.
"Here, sit down" Mokuba insisted, and Yugi complied.
"It began two days ago, when I was talking with Jou about Anzu. I had heard she had finally gotten a full scholarship to a Dancing School in Los Angeles. We were in the middle of a duel, so I finished him off quickly, so I could go congratulate her. I called her house, but her mother told me she was out at a friend's house. I thanked her, and decided that me and Jou should go to the arcade with Yami. We went back to the Game Shop, then looked for Yami. We couldn't find him, and for some reason Gramp's wasn't there either. I shrugged it off, and me and Jou went to the arcade anyways. The next day, I had to go to school, and finally managed to congratulate Anzu on her Dancing Scholarship. She looked uncomfortable, but thanked me anyways." Yugi Paused.
"That doesn't seem that terrible Yugi." Mokuba trailed off.
Tears were swelling behind Yugi's eyes, tiny globules of burning anger. Fighting them back, he continued.
"I had to stay after school to make up some work I missed. I got out of school, and headed home. I couldn't find my grandpa, so I headed upstairs to watch some TV and work on my deck. I was about to knock on Yami's door, when I noticed it was a little open. Slowly I opened it, and said 'Hi Yami', but I got no response. I opened the door all the way, and saw only darkness. Darkness so black it hurt just to look at it. I walked into it, yelling for Yami. I saw him in the distance, and got closer. And then.. I saw.."
"What?" Mokuba Asked.
"I saw." Yugi started sobbing and crying.
Mokuba stood up and went to Yugi. He embraced him in a hug, and Yugi cried into his shoulder.
"It's alright, Yugi, you can tell me." Mokuba comforted Yugi softly.
"I saw... Yami and Anzu making love!" Yugi broke down, collapsing onto the couch. Mokuba rubbed his back, trying to calm the hysterical Yugi down.
"It's ok.. It's ok." Mokuba said softly.
Yugi wiped the tears from his face, but more came soon after.
"That's.. not the worst of it. I.. *sniff* didn't want to face it, so I tried running. But, the darkness kept leading me back, and.. Yami." Yugi muttered.
"What did he do?" Mokuba asked.
"He. Killed Anzu!" Yugi broke down in tears, yet again. Mokuba was taken aback by the news, and started crying as well. Although they weren't the best of friends, he still really liked Anzu, and really didn't want her dead!
"But.. why?" Mokuba sobbed.
"I don't know, but he killed my Grandpa too!" Yugi wailed.
Mokuba didn't know what to make of this all. He didn't know Yugi's Grandpa, but he knew the sting of losing loved ones all of too well. Just then, Seto walked in the door.
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So, what'd ya think? R/R, hope you enjoyed it.