Time for the confrontation!
Yugi: Oh boy. This can't be good.
Shut up! I do not own Yugioh. *cries*
Yugi: Thank God for that.
I said SHUT UP!
Chapter Three
Atem out the store and began over to Yugi's house, he noticed something odd. People were staring at him. Yes, he looked almost identical to Yugi the King of Games. But it wasn't looks of amazement and awe he was receving. It was fear. Mothers pulled their children closer to their sides, men stood protectively against their wives, and once their eyes were on him, they wouldn't take them off. People seemed to stop breathing as he walked by, stiffing, waiting to run at a moments notice. He overheard many of their whispers, only increasing his already dangerously high anxiety.
"Look over there! That's Yugi Motou!"
"Motou!"
"Such a shame what happened to him, he was once a nice little boy."
"What ever happened to him?"
"You didn't hear? He got mixed with McDagger's group!"
Atem was now sprinting over to the Game Shop and when he arrived, he was appalled by it's condition. The letters above the building were rusted and in danger of falling off. Leaves were piled high on top of the roof, sliding off one by one only for more to fall on top. The windows had a thick residue built on. It was so thick, he couldn't see inside. The sign off to the left of the building, the one Solomon used to promote his shop, was covered in dust. He gently blew on it and used his hand to erase it. Large, letters greeted him with something he never expected.
Out of Business.
"What happened here?" Atem whispered. His face grew stern, it was time to confront Yugi. He walked up to the entrance and rang the bell, when some very important thoughts flickered around his mind. "What am I going to tell him? How will he react? Perhaps I should've come up with something to say.-" His thoughts were cut off when he heard Yugi grumble.
"Who in the bloody hell could that be?" He opened the door and was greeted by Atem, who smiled weakly. Yugi's reaction was part shock, part doubtful. He closed his eyes and began to rub his temples. "I must overdid it last night." He said starting to shut the door, when Atem flung his arm out, stopping it.
"Yugi..." He said sadly. "I'm really here." Yugi's eyes examined him from head to toe then back to head. Then, he started laughing quietly.
"You're really him? You're the Pharaoh?" Atem nodded and Yugi's expression grew grim. The laughter had ceased and the two were dead locked in a stare, silence covering them like a blanket. Atem's eyes broke the stare when he saw something on Yugi's neck. It was a bruise. It was a hideous blue color, long and slender covering about half of his neck. It has to be new, Atem thought, it just has to be. He took his arm out of the doorway, and returned his stare to a rather pissed off Yugi.
"Get. Out." Yugi growled. Atem was startled by the break in the silence, though awkward it had been comforting.
"What?" Atem asked.
"I said," Yugi stepped out of the door way, "Get out." The tone was harsh, sickly and had full intent of making Atem hurt.
"Why?"
"Oh, I don't know!" Yugi shouted tossing his arms in the air. "Maybe because, YOU RUINED MY LIFE!" He was grinding his teeth and his temple was throbbing. "You thought you could waltz up into my life out of nowhere and leave the exact same way!" Yugi was breathing heavily, with deep, raged breaths that only intenfied his anger. Atem stood there in the doorway, shocked at Yugi's behavior. Never, never, had Yugi responded in such a manner. He stood there, confused, cocking his head like a dog. Yugi's eyes began to water a little.
"No!" He thought to himself. "No! You can't cry! Not now, not in front of him, not ever!"
"Yugi..."Atem said sadly.
"No! I don't want to hear it! Just leave, it's what your best at!" Those words made Atem's heart do a back-flip. Here was his best friend, his aibou, telling him to go away.
"Yugi, I can't leave. I can't go back until you receive the proper help."
"And you're gonna be the one to make sure that happens? Ha! Face it, Pharaoh, I've changed." And lowering his voice so that it was barely audible, "And I'm not going back to being that scared, helpless, little kid who you apparently thought couldn't do anything on his own."
And Yugi closed the door in Atem's face, and ran up the stairs, trying not to cry.
The white-haired man stood confused in an alley way, a large, gold ring hanging from his neck. The ring had five little arrows, circling it. Bakura looked around, trying to make out what had happened. It didn't make any sense to him. One moment, he was in the Shadow Realm, the next he was here in what looked like the real world. He glanced down at his shirt to see the Millennium Ring, glisten in the sunlight.
He felt strong too, stronger than he had in years. The only explanation he had was that his hikari, Ryou, was nearby.
"Perfect." The theif thought, "I do not know why I have returned, but the Pharaoh must be back too." He rubbed his hands together greedily, smirking. "This time, I will get my revenge!" Peeking around the corner, he saw Ryou walking down the street, looking apprehensive.
"He must feel my presence." Bakura thought. "Now is not the best time to confront him anyways. First, I must find the Pharaoh, or better yet, little Yugi. If indeed he is back, the runt will be the perfect bait." So the tomb robber slid down to the ground and waited for the perfect time to hunt his prey.
So what do you think?
Yugi: I think that you are a-
I wasn't talking to you! I was talking to the fans!
Yugi: You have fans?
Shut up! I'll-I'll do a House crossover and make sure you're the sick one! (What do you guys think of that? Drop a review and give me your opinion! Also, I think I'm going to stick to doing short chapters with quick updates.)
Please review!