I am deeply sorry my lovely fans. But I have three main reason's I've been lagging as of late.
1. The holidays are coming and family are at each other's throats from stress. So I'm trying to quell the fighting and less'in the blood shed (lease I eat them myself XD Also this is a natural thing seasonly years round during this time)
2. I've suddenly jolted into a writing frenzy and am working on the next chapters to 'The Sightseer' and 'Egypt's Heart, Desert's Soul'. As well as doujinshi's works. Along with working on my new, forming, Transformers Prime story staring Jack and Arcee.
3. I was sucked/hooked on to watching this TV show serious called Primeval, on the interment, which has 5 season with 6-7 eps. a season. There also working on season 6! XD Yeah!
And… Owo And it's soooooooo addicting-ly EPIC! XD
3 Connor and Abby 4EVA! 3
Anory: …O_O Okay, you reeeeeeeeally need to lay off those hostess chocolate cupcake.
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XxX … xXx- Yugi's POV
XoXoX- Time skip (varies)
-x-x-x- - Location switching/sharing
'…'- Thoughts
"…"- Speaking
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The rest of school went by. Atemu not in any of Yugi's classes. 'Like he would be,' he mused, but also the same was said for Tea. Which the boy secretly thanked the Gods. Atemu discovering one of his many dark secrets was horrifying enough, he didn't need 'Miss. Friendship' on his case.
No one seemed to want to get to know Yugi today. Though, in history class he did catch the somber dispassion of a particular, abnormally white-haired teen. He didn't know his name, nor did he attempt to speak with him. The boy just looked so sad, lost even as Yugi had caught him staring out the window.
The four o' clock bell rang, signaling the end of the first day of many hells to come; In the teen's book.
Yugi was one of the last students to exit the building. Squeals and cries of adornment filled his sensitive ears, to no surprise, as his eyes caught sight of a mob of girls. Some guys off to the side lines. All of which were circling something. However, Yugi knew the correct word would be someone.
Atemu Yami, as if having a suddenly developed power of a Yugi Moto-sense detection, popped his head up over the massive crowed.
Red clashed with amethyst, but to Atemu's surprise, said opposed pools looked overflown with concealing sadness. Doing a fairly poor job too which the elder realized wasn't sadness, but…heartbreak?
XxX
Dammit Gods, why!?
I had gone the whole remainder of the day without seeing him and now… Dammit!
I know he caught my eyes, and worst off, I knew I can't look away. For now I know, with that look of confusion over his face, he's seen.
My Grampa always told me I could never hide my emotions for they alway shined through my eyes. Times like this though, oh how I wish I had none. No emotions whatsoever! Or eyes.
I can feel a sting in the pit of my sockets. The rising tempter of the moisture coating my eyeballs. The sudden sickening feeling to just run and hide, disappear and never return. Then, I could feel the heated liquid slipped down my face and that's when I ran.
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Yugi could feel his crushes heavy gaze on him. Watching him as he took off out the gates and down the street like the hounds of hell were nipping at his heels. And in a since, to Yugi, they were.
Though invisible to all, red, round, glowing hounds chased after him until the boy vanished from site.
It took some time, but Atemu was finally able to clear away the gathering and start home himself.
..."stay out of it. For your own safety."
'What did he mean, my own safety?' Atemu pondered. The teen, without trying, had been thinking of the boy the rest of the day since after lunch.
Everyone knew Atemu was bisexual. They just didn't know which he leaned to more, and honestly, neither did Atemu. The teen had yet to find someone who caught his fancy.
Until, maybe, today…
It wasn't a romantic type of spark. Only one of intense curiosity. A desire, a drive to need to know the truth about the boy. Yet, even as he tried to hide and deny it Atemu had found the boy rather attractive.
Atemu had grown rather interested with a boy that looked exactly like him eight years ago. Now, Atemu had no doubt he was the same boy. No other he knew or heard off had hair like that, let alone eyes.
"His eyes…" The teen began thinking what was up with the boy's eyes. Absently he allowed his feet to lead him. When he looked up he found himself before the city's main library.
Thinking over something Atemu gave a lazy snort. Turning away and now heading home. 'Yeah right,' was his last though on the issue.
XoXoX
Friday morning was a dull greeting to Yugi as he rose from his bed, slowly.
Yesterday being not only Thursday and the start of high school, but also the only day of school this weeks. Apparently the school system wanted the new students to experience there first day before giving them a break to get fully situated and ready- Just some stupid bullshit to get there guards down before reacting death and the destruction of there souls upon them, but whatever. It allowed Yugi a three day weekend to relax and man did he need it after yesterday.
After running from the school and boy had accidentally ran into a group of tough-looking high schoolers. Thinking he was in elementary, they only teased him until Yugi got fed up and announced he too was in high school. This caused the bullies to start trying to actually beat him up now. However…
Yugi got away with a couple scrapes and miner bruising on his left side, but he was in way better condition then those bullies.
The teen sighed. "They'd be lucky if that can think normally let alone move about properly."
Yugi truly hated violence, but it seemed no matter where he went there were always people who wanted to bully him for one reason or another. So it was no surprise to him when after he knocked them all out he fled home.
Now, it was a new day and Yugi wanted to get some fresh air and relax at the best place he knew.
A smile crept onto his face as the teen rushed to get ready.
Downing in an attire of black, skin tight leather pants and a black tank top with a neck buckle and some silver bangles on both wrists the teen laced up his black combat boots before rushing downstairs.
Greeting his grandfather a good morning-er…afternoon, and saying he'd be back later, Solomon just shook his head. An amused smile plastered to his aged lips. "Youngsters these days" was the last thing Yugi heard before thundering around the counter of the shop and beelining it out the door.
Instantly the bright sun showered the teen with its rays of warmth in the cooling autumn season. A gentle breeze caressed Yugi's face causing the boy to burst into hushed giggles before taking off due west. Towards the cities harbor.
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"Ra! Fucking a' duck!"
The cry echoed in the large warehouse, emanating from a shaggy blond. One hand cupping his still sore jaw while the other clutched a root beer bottle, three-quarters empty.
The blond's cries drew an irritated groan from another man not to far laying on a old and torn couch. A pack of ice being pressed into his unruly white hair over this right eye. "Dammit Joey if you don't shut the fuck up I'm going to break your jaw."
The man called Joey growled. "It still hurts Bakura. What do you expect?" the teen demanded as he slumped deeper into the raggedy beanbag chair. His honey-brown fires erupting against stone-dark browns.
"Enough with you both! You're starting to give me a damn migraine," the hiss coming from a brown haired man, who seemed to like his 'do done up into a protruding point at the lining of his forehead. His brown eyes narrowed at the two across the room with growing annoyance. An ice pack on the right side of his face where a nice whelp was popping out, angry and red.
"Leave them alone Tristan, least you want to add to that 'bump' of yours," came an dull demand of another male with wild sandy-blond hair that spiked up. His skin being the only one with a dark, sun-kissed, bronze tone. Both his arms lay wrapped over his eyes. The tails end of two ice packs poking out from the side as he groaned. "Though it would be funny to watch them fumble about," he grinned.
Hard browns glared at the dark-skinned male that lay sprawled out on a damaged, ripped and tattered mattress. Small springs poking over here and there.
"Marik if you open your fucking mouth again I swear I'll shove my hand down your throat, rip out your vocal cords, put them in a jar and display the damn thing so you can always see what you'll never be able to use again."
Silence greeted Bakura's threat for a few moment's before, "Come try it Ninja Puff."
"That's it!"
A roar later and Bakura leapt to his feet, throating his ice pack at Marik who just barely dodge the flying object. His crazy dark violet eyes shimmered with glee as he caught the whites of his albino predator's eyes, in malling distance.
The pounce was landing. Round one!
"What in Ra's name is going on?"
Joey and Tristan turned casually to the warehouse entrance as Marik and Bakura just continued rolling on the concert floor in there mini-brawl.
"Hey Yams'!" Joey called out as Atemu strolled into the room.
"When happened too you four? You look like you were jumped by a gang." Atemu gazed over there whelps, bumps and bruises.
"I wish!" Tristan moaned in displeasure.
A loud 'thwack' was sounded as Bakura rose up off a painfully groaning Marik.
"We were just having some fun messing with this kid see, but the brat tried to be difficult. So we went to teach him a lesson when-"
"The fucking little dick did this!" the albino spat showing off his right bruised and swollen eye.
Atemu could't help his slight cringe. It sure looked painful. Glancing over at Joey the teen could see the blond spotting a bruised jaw and what looked like a bit of dried blood on the side of his head. Meaning when he fell he hit his head pretty hard. Turning over to Tristan, who sat in a metal chair. A nice, big, red whelp bulging out of the right side of his face. A bit of bruising in its' center. Landing his red gaze on Marik, who now returned to his mattress, a large bruise ringed around his left eye with a small bump or two right above his brow-lining.
Atemu couldn't help but wonder who could have done all this to the four men he figured where the toughest and most ruthless in Domino. Apparently there was someone tougher.
"Who was it?" the tri-colored boy finally asked his group of friends.
"I don't know. Some kid claiming to be in high school. Though he looked like he could still be in dippers." Joey stated.
"He kinda looked like you man. Only smaller."
Red eyes shot wide at Tristan's claim. "Yugi…?"
"So you know the little shit?"
If Bakura's tone meant anything, it was a signal to someone's approaching death.
Atemu slowly nodded. "Yeah. He's some new kid at my school. He-" Atemu was about to tell them Yugi shoots up drugged blood but something stopped him as the smaller teen's teary face flashed over his minds eyes for a brief moment. "He-he did this?" the elder inquired, catching himself. "But he's so small and frail looking. He has absolutely no muscle on him."
"That's what we said!" Marik shouted, finally joining in on the conversation. "Wouldn't be surprised if that runts' pumping-up his system."
The Brooklyn man snorted. "Or maybe he's not human."
Atemu's eyes snapped back to Joey at the blond's statement. It was clearly meant to be a joke for the other three males laughed, but Atemu couldn't help but truly wonder now. As absurd as it was.
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Yugi raced through the fishing market, passed the ships and beside the warehouses before reaching a small, rocky cove just up tide from the waves. Rushing over the teen climbed the slightly slippery stones, reaching the top, at about ten feet in the air Yugi inhaled deeply. The powerful scent of salt, fish, water and the all ever ocean musk filled his nose. A heavily sigh of content and relief washed over him like the waves over the sand.
The teen smiled broadly as he sat on the mini-cliff's edges, gazing out over the vast ocean.
Since Yugi had slept in, leaving his house close too noon and it taking at least three hours to get there, the noon-two sun shun strongly. It would be another three hours or so before the great circle would set, but Yugi didn't mind. And so, the small teen sat there, waiting for the time of sunset.
XoXoX
The skies were turning flaming pinks and dark purples.
It took some time, but after the gang cooled and there wounds died down some Marik, Bakura, Tristan and Joey began heading out in such of some internment before they all had to retreat home for the day.
"Yo, Yams', you coming?"
"Nah Joey. I'm going to rest here for a while." Atemu yawned taking the mattress Marik had been on. "You guys are energy whores," he said plopping down on the mattress.
Joey chuckled before turning and joining the others.
"Where's the Pharaoh?"
"The dudes whipped from keeping us in line." Joey grinned at Bakura's use of there friend's labeled leader title.
The two crazy lookers snorted while Joey and Tristan just laughed.
"Let's head down to the beach. See if we can catch some straggling babes."
The group grinned at Tristan's suggestion as the four men began there march towards the beach.
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Yugi's eyes watered as his amethyst orbs shimmered with tears. 'I miss you mom and dad. I wish I knew what happened that night…'
Sighing Yugi rose from his rock. Allowing a small bend of his knees the teen jumped off the mini-cliff, landing then started walking back. It was getting late and it would take him three hours to get back home. If he didn't hurry Yugi knew his Grandfather would throw the book at him.
Deciding that hurrying was in his best interest the teen starting running.
As he turned a corner around one of the many warehouses he was thrown back after colliding into something, or someone.
Looking up Yugi began apologizing only for his throat to clamp up on him. His face blanching white.
Gasping in shock the four males starred down at Yugi. A moment later Bakura's lips formed into wicked smirk. Bringing his knuckles to his opened hand and cracking them effortlessly, the dark albino advanced on the smaller. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
"I see payback," Joey punched a fist into his other hand.
Four pairs of malevolent eyes torn into Yugi, and then he saw it. The swing came but he was to frozen to move.
The instant the blond's fist collided more rained down on Yugi. It was like hundreds of rocks falling from fifty feet.
What seemed like forever lasted only a couple seconds before, due to the teens' size, Yugi managed to squeeze out and make a run for hit. Only hearing an "After him," before the thundering of feet followed.
The older teens chased Yugi to a small junkyard-looking area. Ducking under the remaining's of a refrigerator Yugi curled up into a tight ball. The pounding of feet close by.
The teen could hear the bullies yelling and shouting to find him. After a couple minutes of no sound Yugi braved leaving his hiding spot.
The costed was clear. So far.
Creeping and edging back over to the warehouse area, it was then a glass bottle smashed a few centimeters from his feet. Probably would have hit him actually if he had not heard the sound of something flying towards him.
Turning, amethyst eyes grew wide with horror as he saw the four boys charging at him welding and waving metal pipes, glass bottles, crowbars and ever, in Marik's hands, a canteen of gasoline.
With a sharp about-face Yugi pelted back through the warehouse maze dodging left and right the weapons the four boys were throwing at him.
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I can't keep this up!
I knew after I ran into them again they'd try and hurt me, but… But not kill me!
I need to find an escape. Anything! But all the areas are either to open or blocked off. I can't get out. I'm was trapped!
Wait! That warehouse.
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Yugi's eyes caught sight of an open warehouse door. Bolting for it the teen hoped he could loose the bullies in the clutter of items or possibly be able to squeeze out of a small opening somewhere.
It wasn't a smart idea because it could backfire and Yugi could become trapped, but it was better then playing this game of cat and mouse. Just waiting for them to grab him.
Heaving, Yugi leaped over a small decrepitude chair before bowling into the warehouse.
"Ha ha! We've got him!" Marik cried throwing the canteen.
"Marik, no!"
Bakura's cry came to late as he watched Marik's hands leave the gasoline can and fly right into one of the few power surges that, unfortunately, this one still had some life.
Upon impact the can exploded. Erupting into roaring flames as the fires flung around and began to swarm the warehouse.
Tristan ripped Marik up and into his raging and terrified face. "You fucking moron! Do you realized what you've just done!" Joey didn't wait for the Egyptian to speak. The single, hair-spiked teen's eyes searing into him.
"Atemu's in there!"
His wail of horror was consumed by the groaning roar of the raging flames.
The four teens could do nothing but watch, mortified and only pray that there friend would somehow make it out alive.
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Atemu lay dreaming, strangely enough, of the small boy he had met to other day.
That small and petite, frail looking body. His sheen shining tri-hair, as his own. That feminine-like body structure with a slime and lean figure of that too a woman, and those eyes. His mystifying eyes of an unearthly purple. Ancient amethyst that, to his bewilderment, flashes a rich blue when he seems to least expect it.
Atemu was moving deeper into the dream when a loud explosion startled him awake only to be bowled over by the startling overtake of smoke and heat.
'Fire!' The flaring and flickering light confirmed.
The egyptian's mind flooded with plans for a needed escape. Yet, to his horror all exits were sealed off.
Atemu turned, rushing to make a mad dash for the windows before-
BA-BOOM!
What ever laid anther the windows went up, adding to the fire's devastating power.
The teen doubled back, hastily trying to veer away from the overwhelming stone gray and black smoke that was starting to sear his throat. The heat burned his skin and stung eyes. He had to get out of there!
Swerving his head all around Atemu discovered with a sinking heart that he was completely surrounded by fire.
Mouth agape slightly, as if readying to call out for help, all they came out was a set of harsh coughs. An eerie creek rang out in the teens ears like that of a horror movie scream. And just as the victim would have been butchered, Atemu became trapped beneath a hill of chard wood. His legs momentary useless.
As his last attempt of survival Atemu forced his cotton dry mouth open, a horsed cry came forth.
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Yugi ducked, swerved, and leapt over falling debris, flaming objects and anything else that equaled to getting injured. It was getting hellish but he knew he would be fine. If he waited long enough then, perhaps the teens would think he's dead?
Yugi sighed. "Keep dreaming Yugi," he murmured softly.
Gazing over the burning warehouse Yugi wondered if he'd even get the chance too… The boy snorted.
'Definitely keep dreaming.'
Turning the small teen started for the exit that wasn't there, yet.
"H-help…" He froze.
Spinning, deep purple eyes scanned the flaming area. 'It… It couldn't be-'
"Pl-ease…help… S-some-o…one…"
Eyes sharpened, ears alert Yugi flung himself through the monstrous circle of fire into it's converging path. His eyes ripped open, his heart stopping, utterly mortified.
There… Right there! The man of his dreams, the crush of his reality, his love in life… Being crushed by burnt wood, about to be enflamed by the flames of there maker.
Yugi's eyes narrowed. Despite what Atemu would think of him next, he'd be damned if he sat by and watched the man he loved be burned alive.
Rushing forwards Yugi crouched down. Placing a hand on Atemu's face the teen gazed up lazily. Already deeply lulled by the fire's chocking smoke of death. Amethyst searched ruby in a hurry.
"L-little…one?"
The teen crimsoned. 'Did he just-!' Yugi shook his head. They'll be time for questions later. Yugi pressed on, digging his hands into the wood pile. Making quick work of them before bending down to thrown the older's arm around him. "Atemu, I need you to stay awake," his desperate voice stirred the egyptian out of his semi-fading state.
Upon seeing Yugi so close up Atemu gasped roughly. "Y-yugi? Wh-what are you-"
"Saving your hind. Now move!" the teen commanded as he dragged the half conscious man with him towards the back of the warehouse.
"It's…it's no use. There all b-blocked off…" Atemu wheezed.
Amethyst stars narrowed, suddenly blazing a blackish blue in the harsh fire light. "Then'll I'll just have to make a new one."
Just barely mentally conscious enough to understand Atemu fixed the smaller teen in his arms with a most confused expression with the half consciousness he still held. Only to gasp as those blue eyes again once more. Before the man could question the boy Yugi's grip tightened, his eyes glowing an eerie electric blue, his pupils slitting like that of a feline or reptile's. "Hold on tight."
With that order Yugi advanced on the flames. Atemu could do nothing but be dragged along as he tightened his grip, but not from the order. Yugi's eyes now, if Atemu were to completely admit, frightened him. And holding tighter to the petite teen was all his brain could register too do. Wether truly out of fear, the order or some third power, he had not known.
Though the moment to think suddenly flew out his mind's window as the boy's free arm stretched out into the fire's direction. And before Atemu could speak and teen swept it to the side. A motion indicated for someone to stand aside, and that's just what the fire did.
A blazing vision of Moses and the red sea, Yugi's will alone seem to be parting the flames. His arm still extended, palm out into command to halt the fire's licking attempts at them as the boy seemed to casually stroll through the tunnel of fire. On the other end was a darkened, ash-ing door that marking the back exit of the warehouse.
Quickly grabbing the knob Yugi pushed himself and his precious load out of the building as flames re-engulfed what the teen denied it before.
Outside Atemu panted vigorously. Gulping down greedy amounts of fresh oxygen. Sweat permeated from the skin visible on his form. Eyes closed shut to relish in his freedom as well as exhaustion. Only when he felt himself be lowered to the ground did he came back to reality. His grip clutching tighter to Yugi's form.
Turning Atemu saw the boy's eyes now shimmered a vibrant and still inhuman amethyst. "What are you?" his voice, though horse from smoke inhalation, inquired firmly.
Yugi though only smiled. A smile that Atemu clearly saw did not reach his eyes, shook his head and sighed. "Do not concern yourself with me, rather, worry about your own condition." He paused for a moment. "But I ask, please tell no one of this." It was more of a soft demand. Something Atemu quickly picked up on.
A sudden tingly, warm feeling of something stroking his cheek send strange sparks though him. And as Yugi pulled away it was then the older noticed it was the boy who had been caressing his face for no apparent reason.
Those breathtaking jewels, Atemu had subconsciously dubbed, bore into his eyes with such a tender wave of concern and care the man swore the boy's gaze alone was forming a fire in his gut.
Yugi, without cutting the look, gave a tender smile. "Stay safe, Atemu."
The egyptian's breath caught from the was the sound of his name flowed off the smaller's lips.
Eyes still largely bemused, watched Yugi rise to his feet and before Atemu could utter in another word the boy was gone. Disappeared when only he had blinked.
Shifting his sights around, Atemu fought to find the boy only to truly realize he was gone.
'Yugi Moto… You have caught my fancy. I look forward to solving you, Little one.'
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Me: Atemu! Yugi's not some puzzle.
Anory: Well, to the Pharaoh he is.
Me: I don't care, it doesn't make it right!
Star: Why does Daddy sound like a vampire with kitty eyes?
Me and Anory: ..
