Gaming Lovers – Chapter 3: The Promise.
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A/N: This story is based off the online game "Perfect World".
I got the idea after meeting a friend's (whom I know in real life) character in the game.
Also, I am using the original Japanese names here.
To King-Of-Games you say: Well, then. Is it true that he just...mysteriously vanished?
King-Of-Games whispers: Would you like to believe that?
The teen frowned. What kind of a reply was that? Was it some kind of a joke? He sighed, keeping his patience and replying.
To King-Of-Games you say: What I want is the truth.
King-Of-Games whispers: Very interesting, aibou.
That made Yugi freeze for a second. It couldn't be that Yami is back...could it? No, that was absurd. Nevertheless, it caught the teen's interest.
To King-Of-Games you say: Did you call me 'aibou'?
King-Of-Games whispers: Yeah, doesn't that mean 'partner' in your language? I need to practice my Japanese.
To King-Of-Games you say: That's right...wait. Are you shunning yet another question I asked?
King-Of-Games whispers: I'm sorry. It's fun teasing you. I shall ask you what I wanted later. For now, I will reply. Yes, the pharaoh did disappear and the only one to know the truth was priest Seth.
That made the teen gasp. So...Yami left him for Egypt just to disappear from there as well? What kind of logic was he following? Yugi combed his fingers through his hair in annoyance. Did his taller look-alike leave him just to get rid of him? Was he fed up with how weak his heart was? Did Yami just protect him to preserve his own soul? Tears of self-pity welled up in the teens eyes, but in order not to worry his online friend, he wrote a reply.
To King-Of-Games you say: Thank you. Maybe we should learn more about each other and probably be friends? (I know that sounds stupid)
King-Of-Games whispers: No problem at all. And I also don't think it sounds stupid. I wanted to ask you something on that behalf anyway.
To King-Of-Games you say: I guess ask away then? :)
King-Of-Games whispers: A rather strange question to begin with, but here I go. Are your eyes the same color in real life?
To King-Of-Games you say: Not exactly the same. Mine are a bit darker. But yes. Why would you ask?
King-Of-Games whispers: Because I used to know a person who is Japanese and has the same eye color.
To King-Of-Games you say: Oh, I see...maybe I can help you search for the person? If you know which city you met them in or something? I might know a few people with such eyes in Domino.
King-Of-Games whispers: Yes, I am searching for a person who is in Domino. Do you know anything about Duel Monsters?
To King-Of-Games you say: Yes. But I don't play often anymore.
King-Of-Games whispers: Perfect. Then I am right about who you are, I think. You are the Duelist King Yugi Mutou, right?
That was fast. This player really guessed everything about him with just few simple facts. He was really smart and observative. Yugi's mouth fell open and he stared at the screen for a few moments, before another message appeared.
King-Of-Games whispers: I've been searching for you, Yugi. Which is also why I plan on moving to Japan.
The teen didn't know if to feel creeped out or honored. Maybe it was another duelist who wanted to beat the 'legendary Yugi Mutou' that the newspapers all over the world wrote about.
To King-Of-Games you say: I plan on moving to America in five months.
King-Of-Games whispers: Hm...America? Why, if I may ask?
It was weird. Something about that question made Yugi feel guilty. As if feeling how upset the other player was, Yugi sighed and typed a reply.
On the other side of the screen, a crimson-eyed, well tanned male sat, pulling his hair desperately. America? Wasn't that where that Anzu girl wanted to go? Oh and that clingy Rebecca was also there. He couldn't let them have his aibou. His dearest person, for whom he was ready to give up everything. He didn't even suspect meeting him in a game like that... He looked at his screen again, where a new message appeared.
Akhenatemu whispers: I want to study business abroad
To Akhenatemu you say: Oh? Is there no business school in Japan?
He knew the reply to that. And how he wanted to return to Japan right away and stop the amethyst-eyed boy. But he couldn't just yet. His spirit hasn't completely returned to his body, which is why he had to stay one more month near the pyramids, near to the place he was born. He had sacrificed his blood in the temple of Nekhbet, the patron Goddess of the pharaoh and Taweret, the Egyptian Goddess of Rebirth , just to be back again. Luckily for him, Isis and Marik have given him shelter until he was fully recovered. He still couldn't move his legs much, just the toes. He was just happy that it worked. In all his bliss, he almost forgot to look at the screen.
Akhenatemu whispers: Well, we do, but..uh...I think the American ones are better..
To Akhenatemu you say: Oh. I see...I really want to visit, but I wonder if my legs will heal in just five months. Can you promise me a thing?
Akhenatemu whispers: Depends on what it is and what is wrong with your legs?
To Akhenatemu you say: I'll tell you about my legs when we meet. Can you promise to wait with buying your tickets to America for as long as possible?
