Icepool: See? We're getting better upon updating.
Autumn: Here's chapter two!
Rika: They still do not own... *types*
Chapter Two
An Odd Confrontation
Yugi attempted to walk down the street, but the stares and whispers that would only get worse were making his skin crawl. Two girls a year his junior stared unbiasedly at the teenager until he was nearly out of their whispering range. He heard one say around a blood red lolly pop, "Is that the guy who..?" she trailed off.
He gripped his slightly frayed backpack straps tighter. Just because he was in a coma for two years does not mean he wanted an invisible spotlight shining on him.
He sighed and trudged on to school. His prediction came true as all talking ceased when he walked in the door. The day before, he had been given all the information on how he would be returning to school. He would graduate with everyone else as long as he finished his core classes during the summer. Yugi was fine with that. Not many people showed up for summer school.
Once he came to his locker, the teenager was surprised his locker was exactly the same as he left it. A few notebooks sat in chronological order and his binder was even at the same angle. Slight anger trickled into him. Did no one even look for evidence as to why he was comatose? Did anyone care?
Feeling dejected already, he took out all he needed and slammed the door shut. Yugi turned around but ran smack into another student.
"Sorry!" he immediately apologized. He and the other student bent down at the same time and picked up the dropped school items. Yugi noticed the other boy's tan hands were bleeding like he had squeezed a few thorns too hard.
His amethyst eyes glanced up and his next apology became caught in his throat. The person he had practically knocked over looked like an older brother. He had the same multicolored hair with wayward bangs, tan skin, and was only a hand taller than Yugi. Though far different, the similarities were very close.
The unknown to him student finally looked to who ran into him. He looked at him with slight horror in his carmine eyes and said, "Oh, Yugi. Um, sorry." This rubbed Yugi the wrong way. Anger bubbled up inside him. Some guy he hardly remembered ever speaking a word to him acted like running into him was like pulling the pin off the grenade. Like the small bomb, Yugi exploded with his confusion and hurt.
"Look, it's not a tragic crime to run into a person. I'm sorry, but stop looking like someone just died." Hurt replaced the horror in the other's crimson eyes. Yugi suddenly realized he was taking his frustration out on someone he didn't even know. "I-."
He was interrupted by a deep tenor voice, "No. You're right. No one died. Please excuse me." The student looked ready to cry despite his tuff appearance.
Way to go Yugi, you've done upset someone. He might have just lost a person he cared about.
Now Yugi felt even worse and slumped as the boy who looked like him disappeared around the corner. He slowly walked through the whispers to his homeroom class with his head down. A strange guy with pure white hair and scarlet tinged brown eyes glared at him as if he had seen the confrontation. The drone of the teacher's voice could not distract Yugi from the other student. What had he ever done to him?
The day slowly trudged on; Yugi knew he would be an outcast for the rest of his high school career. People avoided him like the plague. Even the teachers were hesitant to speak with him. Lunch was the hardest to deal with. It hit him then that all of his friends were gone.
He went to his usual place outside beneath the cherry tree. Yugi remembered with utmost bitterness how much Tèa loved the blossoms. Early every spring she would take him to the park to watch the first petals open. Then he knew she was dead. The dry, tiny branches whipped around in tune with the November winds. Right then she would be griping about how much she wanted spring to come. Never before would he have known he would miss her complaining so much.
Tears dripped into the tasteless food he was attempting to eat. Yugi realised he would never hear his friends gripe about the cold weather, watch Joey and Tristan fight over who was right about the color of the leaves, nor hear Tèa laugh at his lame jokes. A tightness squeezed around his heart as the loss hit him. He never even got the chance to tell Tèa how he felt about her.
A fellow senior walked by him. Yugi quickly wiped his eyes to see a young man with platinum blond hair shooting straight into the sky come by talking nonsense and gesturing wildly with his hands as if he were talking to an invisible person right beside him.
"Malik, why can't see? Atem misses memories..." He gestured to the school. "Everyone blah blah blah about parties and Yugi. You know why remembers not?" Yugi frowned when he heard his name mixed in the chaos. He brushed off his blue pants and cautiously walked to the other student. For all he knew, the guy was high off illegal narcotics and was about to stab somebody.
"Excuse me-" Yugi tried to begin. The teenager whipped around and nearly took off Yugi's head with a pocket knife. Yugi ducked and watched a few hairs float to the ground. Once he saw the shorter boy's face, he relaxed.
"Oh. Pharaoh look like. Der... Stop forgetting forgetting stop." His tan face scrunched up and he hit himself on the head. Yugi slowly backed up a pace or two. Yep, that guy clearly was not in his right mind.
"Yugi," he said, talking very slowly.
The previously named raised an eyebrow. "Yes?"
"You.. Uh. You need to remember. The pharaoh and me, Marik, and Bakura. Why do you no remember?" Before Yugi could answer, the teenager he bumped into earlier came running to them.
"Marik, stop confusing him." He said breathlessly. Marik made a shocked face and shook his head.
"Why you not tell the truth? He is not remembering us. Did he forget angel girl too?" Yugi interrupts before the other young man can continue.
"Wait, what about an angel? Have we met before?" A scowl sets on the tan man's face.
"We might have. Marik is confusing you with someone else. You'll have to excuse him; he's legally insane." He dragged the Egyptian away leaving Yugi with more questions than answers. What exactly happened while he was in his coma? Did it have something to do with his nightmares about the murderous girl?
Autumn: Well, drama starts. ^-^
Icepool: This may end up shorter than planned... Please leave us feedback. Suggestions will be taken into consideration. ^-^
Rika: Nerds.
Both: Thank you for the compliment!
Rika: -_-'