Note: to avoid any confusion this chapter takes place a few months prior to the prologue
"Yami! Stop it! I'm trying to get ready for school!" Yugi whined in between gasps of laughter. He heard a deep chuckle as the spirit continued to ghost his finger tips over the smaller boy's sides. Twisting in Yami grasp, Yugi turned to face his other self with a determined glare . . . only to have his cheeks turn red as Yami captured his lips.
Whatever resolve Yugi had reprimand the ancient pharaoh melted as his and Yami's toughs battled for dominance. Yami won of course, causing Yugi to pout at the laughing spirit. One would think it odd to be "dating" not only a incorporeal spirit but also the one that possess your body periodically and happens to be your other half, but for Yami and Yugi it was simply how things were.
It was impossible for the two not to be together.
They knew each other inside and out. When you know someone that well its hard to resist that much love and devotion. There relationship came as naturally as breathing. But even so it would be logical to think that kissing an incorporeal being that only you and a select few could see would be difficult, yet somehow, they manged quite nicely.
Besides, even if they couldn't touch, it wouldn't have matter in the least. The physical aspect of their relationship was just an added bonus really.
"Hey Yami?" Yugi asked suddenly as he managed to wiggle free of the other.
"Yes Abiou?" The spirit replied. He paused in his attempt to recapture his lover.
"I was just wondering, does being in love with you make me a narcissist? I mean, you are me in a way."
Yami cocked his head thoughtfully at the question.
"I don't think so." he said after a few minutes thought. Yugi looked over at him curiously as Yami chuckled.
"But than again, Ryou and Malik are also "dating" their other personalities, and we all know that Marik and Bakura and we all know that Marik and Bakura are narcissist, so perhaps . . ."
"Oh, shut up!" Yugi growled. He swatted at the spirit in mock anger. Laughing Yami easily dodge the blow.
"Come on, we had better get going before we're late to school . . . again." said Yugi, glaring pointedly at his other self.
"Why Abiou! Somehow I feel that you are accusing me of making us late!"
Yugi snorted at the face innocents and hurt in Yami voice as he made his way down the stairs.
"Yes, and I wonder why?" he muttered sarcasticly.
In the kitchen Yugi found his grandfather in the middle of making coffee. He smiled at the sight of the old man. His grandfather was the most understanding person Yugi knew. Having raised Yugi since he was six-years-old, Grandpa was the only real parent Yugi had ever known. Yugi barely even remembered his parents, he had a few sketchy memories of them but, other than the day they'd dropped him off at the game shop, none of them really stood out.
It was Grandpa who had held him close when he was scared, it was Grandpa who read him storied before he went to sleep, it was Grandpa who taught him how to play games, who advised him when he needed help, but most of all it was Grandpa who gave him the Millennium Puzzle.
As for Yugi's parents, he hadn't heard for them since they left. According to Grandpa they'd gone off to the United States to make their fortunes. They were going to send for him once they'd settled in. Now, at the age of sixteen, Yugi couldn't help but to feel abandoned. He loved his Grandpa with all of his heart but a part of himself was always wondering why they never came for him, if it was something he did or . . .
"Enough Abiou." Yami gently chided, pulling Yugi out of his thoughts, "I for one cannot regret them leaving you here for if they hadn't you might never have gotten the puzzle."
Yugi smiled, "Yeah, you're right."
"What am I right about?" Grandpa asked. Yugi jumped, having forgot his grandfather was in the room.
"Nothing Grandpa, just talking to Yami."
The old man shook his head. "One of these day's you're going to do that in front of somebody that doesn't know about him and they'll think you're crazy, and then were will you be?"
Laughing Yugi snatched up his bag on his way out the door. Still running a few minutes late, Yugi ran the rest of the way to the corner where he would meet Jououchi. Rounding the corner Yugo skidded to a halt at the sound of raised voices.
"Oh good! They're at it again!" Yami chuckled, sounding absolutely gleeful. Yugi frowned at the spirit disapprovingly.
"You enjoy Jououchi's and Kaiba's arguing way to much." he scolded.
"Yes, but they're so entertaining!"
Shaking his head, Yugi continued on to find that Yami was indeed correct. Yami laughed while Yugi sighed in exasperation at the sight of Jououchi arguing furiously with his boyfriend. Yes, boyfriend.
Yugi was still in shock over Jououchi and Kaiba's relationship, not that he disapproved, it was just that no one had seen it coming. Up until the point when the two actually started dating Kaiba and Jououchi had maintained that they hated each other. But as they say, it's a fine line between love and hate, very fine indeed.
For all that they bickered constantly over the smallest thing, the two were quite serious. So serious that after Kaiba had found out about Jou's alcoholic, abusive father that he had insisted (ordered/demand) that Jou move into the mansion. Oh, the agrument that created. For months the two had argued over the issue and in the end Jou still moved in with Kaiba.
The sad part is their not even the strangest couple in our group, Yugi thought with a shake of his head.
"Ack!" Yami cried. Yugi looked up at him questioningly.
"They've hit the kissing stage!"
Looking over at the couple Yugi saw that Yami was correct, Jou and Kaiba were engaged in a heated make out session.
Yup . . . we are defiantly going to be late to school.
"Bye guys! See you tomarrow!" Yugi and Yami waved at their friends from the front of the Turtle Game.
"The teachers sure did give you a lot of homework today Abiou." said Yami. The bells of the game shop's store front rang as Yugi walked inside.
"Tell me about it! It seems like every teacher either wants some kind of project or essay by tomorrow!" the small teen complained.
Still grumbling under his breath about the unfairness of his teachers Yugi walked into the living room only to stop dead in his tracks.
"Abiou? Whats wrong?" Yami asked, concerned by how pale his beloved had become.
"Mom, Dad . . ." Yugi gasped. The spirit turned sharply to find a man and woman whom he'd only ever seen in Yugi's fuzzy memory of his childhood sitting next to Grandpa.
A sicken feeling of dread formed in pit of Yami's stomach. He had the distinct impression that he was not going to like this visit one bit.
Author's note:
Hello my fabulous readers! Thank you very much for reading the second installment of Insanity's Edge! I would like to thank everyone that reviewed, your comments and feedback is literally the reason why I write. I hope you have enjoyed the story so far.
Until next time,
Zx14ninja