WOWEEEEE!!!!! I'm soooooo happy!!!! I finally got 100 reviews!!!! ^_____________^ Even past 100 too!!! I would just like to thank everyone who reviewed! You are all sooooo kind! You are wonderful, absolutely wonderful people!!! And to think this was my first fic…with my complete lack of experience, I managed to get 119 reviews with just 5 chapters! Next goal I have in mind…150 reviews! Doable? Maybe…
Ah, well! Oh, yes. About the contest thing. I know it was insanely easy. That was the point. Next time, if there is one, I'll make the question really hard, but the prize will be really good. Unbalanced was the first person to tell me the attack was Mind Crush,, but did not tell me what kind of fluff scene he or she wanted. If you are reading this, Unbalanced, would you mind telling me soon, or do you just want to not suggest anything and give the chance to someone else? I'll be waiting.
I am also really happy that I am on the favorites list of 6 people! I just found out yesterday! I don't know what 6 means to most people, but to me, that's a lot! People actually like my writing! Or this story, at least. Thank you goddess of insanity and pauru, KawaiiAngel4, r*a*d*i*a*n*y, akusennin, Klonoa, and Gege-kat for putting me on their favorite authors list! And thank you SSJ Sky for putting me on your favorite stories list! Um, for the other people who put my story on their list, I don't know who you are since the system can't keep track of that, but thank you all!
I have one question, though. Is it okay for me to rant and write this much before starting the actual chapter? Before, I kept the notes in the beginning short, but recently I like to write a lot. I also know some people just skip this entire section and start with the fic itself. If these paragraphs are bothering you, say so!
Okay, the disclaimer.
Yami: X__X
Yugi: He's still passed out.
Yugi! *smiles happily* When did you get here?
Yugi: Just now. Since you just made him faint in the last chapter, he can't say anything.
True…Hey, wait! How come he was able to speak at the end of chapter 5, then?
Yugi: Oh…um…that…Ahm…
Yami: *lifts head up* Darn! She remembered!
Of course I did. It's only been 3 days. Besides, I saw you breathing. You really wouldn't make a good actor, would you?
Yami: …
But I still love you!
Yami: ^ _ ^' …Thanks?
Yugi: Awwww…You look cute when you're pouty!
Yami: What? No! That's your job!
Yes, he's very kawaii indeed, isn't he?
Yugi: *blushes* …………Yami, I love you.
Yami: Nani? *turns red* Where did that---
Hush! Save that for later! Now is not the time!
Yugi: *giggles* I just wanted to see how he would react.
Yami: *still pink* Oh…um…well…
All right! All right! Break it up! Both of you, forget you were ever here! That's not supposed to happen until later, k? Geez…you guys weren't supposed to have read the summary…
Yami: So…we'll be leaving now, then.
OH NO YOU DON"T!! SAY THE DISCLAIMER NOW! YOU"RE BORING THE READER!!!!
Yami: Eep! O . o' Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to this crazy authoress! This fic is Yugi/Yami and contains shounen-ai and all that other stuff! Um, yeah…And Anzu is going to be mistreated too! So if you don't approve of any of this…especially you, JOE…then DON'T READ!!
Without further ado, Chapter 6!
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Chapter 6
The three students rushed to the nurse's office, Bakura and Malik working together to support Yami's weight. They had also tried to help Yugi, be he insisted they should focus on the unconscious person, not him.
"It's just a little further…" Malik said, trying to be helpful when he saw the desperate and impatient look on Yugi's face. When they finally reached the infirmary, they all gasped in unison. A line was making its way out of the small, crowded room and trailed across the hall. Almost all the boys of the school and some girls were waiting, their hair ruffled, scrapes on their arms, legs, and cheeks, and footmarks on their clothing. No doubt they had all been trampled by the herd of fangirls.
"What's going on here? An epidemic?" Yugi and Malik both sweatdropped at Bakura's naïveté.
"No…Remember the big crowd of girls who were running around outside on the football field?" It took a moment for Bakura to recall the scene.
"Oh, yeah…" he replied. "What were they doing?"
"Chasing after Yami," Malik explained, pointing to the figure in their arms. "Weren't you here this morning when he came in?" Bakura's eyes finally lit up with the realization of what was happening, and he felt embarrassment wash over him for being so clueless.
"Please, we don't have much time," Yugi said urgently. "Yami might be dying…and-and…"
"Don't worry. I'm sure the nurse will have an emergency room of sorts." As the three came closer, they saw Kaiba and Jounouchi among the others. Both of them were looking pretty embarrassed for having let a swarm of girls knock them to the dirt. They had been eating outside like they usually did until two blurs of red, black, and tint of yellow zipped past them. The rumbling in the distance was the only warning they got until they were practically pummeled by the hundreds of feet, particularly those wearing high-heels. The marks of the strong material would forever leave remain.
"Ugh…stupid girls…" Jou complained, leaning on the wall for support. Neither of them seemed any more cheerful when they saw the new visitors to the nurse's office. They simply eyed them warily.
"Got trampled, huh?" Malik couldn't help but tease. Unexpectedly, though, Jounouchi didn't object or try to strangle him. He and Kaiba only nodded sourly, the injuries and humiliation really having sapped their strength.
"Leave them be," Bakura whispered. "We've got an emergency." Malik nodded and together, they attempted to squeeze in through the crowd of patients. After some time of pushing and a lot of "excuse me"s and "sorry"s, they finally got to the nurse's desk. The clerk lifted her head from her work and looked up at them expectantly.
"We have someone who's in critical condition," Malik said, heaving Yami's limp and bloodied body into view. The clerk's eyes widened, but she quickly telephoned the nurse who was currently in another room treating a patient.
After conversing, she said to the three boys sadly, "I'm sorry, but the nurse is busy right now with another unconscious person. But I can get you a room and anyone who knows first-aid can treat him." She paused, took a look at Yami, and winced. "Poor thing…He's rather cute, isn't he?"
(Yami: Why do people call me cute? I am not cute! Yugi's the one who's supposed to be cute!
A/N: Quiet, you! It's my fic, and I say you're cute! Especially when I draw you in chibi form! But you're right, Yugi's also very cute as well! Ahem. Sorry for the interruption. Please continue.)
Yugi, Bakura, and Malik felt like gagging. What did Yami have? Some kind of female-attracting power? What about old ladies? They pushed aside the disturbing thought and rushed him to an empty room. Luckily, there was a first-aid kid complete with bandages, gauzes, and whatnot. They worked fast, laying Yami on the white sheeted bed. There were so many wounds that they didn't know where to start.
They decided to split up the work. Malik and Bakura were skilled with tending to injuries and their nimble fingers made quick work of the cuts on Yami's arms and forehead. Yugi, however, was so panicky that his hands shook and he couldn't wrap anything correctly. He prayed to every God he knew of that Yami was still alive, and was rewarded with a faint pulse in his wrist.
"Yugi, could you help with this neck buckle here? You wear one, so you know how to unclasp it," Malik beckoned the boy over. Yugi did as he was told, quickly removing the stained buckle. As he did, his fingers brushed over Yami's neck and was shocked to find the skin clammy and cold. More blood began to seep out of a wound in his side, turning the black leather a deep crimson. Bakura finished bandaging Yami's arms and tended to that.
"Do you think you could help remove his shirt as well, Yugi?" he asked. Yugi felt a streak of warmth spread across his cheeks.
"Sure…" While he peeled off what was left of the tatteried article of clothing, Bakura treated the injuries. They were surprised at the numerous stabs and bruises covering the otherwise perfectly tanned skin. Yugi focused hard on Yami's face to keep his eyes from drifting to places they shouldn't. But then he found himself tracing over every detail of the patient's features, the curve of his cheek, the almost peaceful expression the closed Egyptian-looking eyes held. It was as if the white bandages weren't even there, blocking some parts of his face. He looked so…There was no word Yugi could think of to describe him.
The small rustle of clothing caught his attention. He turned to glance at Malik curiously. He really shouldn't have. The sandy-haired teen was tossing Yami's ruined leather pants to the side to pile on top of the other dirtied clothing. 'Dear Lord…' Yugi hastily averted his gaze back to Yami's face, but that didn't seem to help, so he stared at the whiteness of the room's wall.
"What are you doing, Yugi?" Bakura inquired.
"Um…I…" Before Yugi could answer, Bakura turned back to his work.
"Oh, my gosh. He seems to have broken a rib," Bakura gasped.
"I'll take care of it, dearie," Just then, Mrs. Saki, the nurse, finally came in, relieving the boys of their duty. She was even impressed with the handiwork they had done. Malik and Bakura sighed and headed off to the bathroom to wash their hands, but Yugi remained, silently watching. The nurse then took notice of him. "Why, you've got some serious injuries too," she noted, looking at Yugi's broken finger and the black and blue swellings on his creamy white skin.
"I'm okay, Mrs. Saki," he replied. "I'm just worried about my friend. Will he be all right?"
"Hmmm…" the nurse examined Yami more closely. "I'm really not sure, honey. He's lost a lot of blood, but I'll try my best." Yugi tried to suppress the tears that threatened to fall all over again.
"Thank you," he murmured, blinking rapidly as he exited the room, heading to join Bakura and Malik. "Please take good care of him…"
"I will," Mrs. Saki nodded.
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~Dream sequence~
"Blue Eyes White Dragon! Attack!!" a loud voice commanded. It belonged to one of the powerful high priests of Ancient Egypt. He wore a turban with a golden snake embedded on it, baggy robe-like pants, and a massive cape that swished with his every movement. On his raised arms were also beautiful golden arm bands, indicating his power. But his face was shadowed and unable to be recognized.
The magical apparition of a huge, pale blue dragon followed the orders of its owner and shot out a blast of white lightening to the enemy, which was a measly Harpy's Pet Dragon. The attack obliterated the monster completely, taking along a portion of the hooded spell chanters behind the opponent. The other person cursed, but began reciting a new spell.
In a few moments, another stone tablet rose from the ground and glowed in an eerie blue light, supported by more of the cloaked figures' words and the Black Luster Soldier materialized. "Attack with Chaos Blade!" he ordered the newly summoned dark knight.
"Go, Blue Eyes!!" The two creatures sparred head on, but neither gave in. Their numerous attacks all ended in a stalemate, and neither person had the right kind of magic tablet to raise their own monster's attack power.
"Enough!" The room fell silent as the person who had been watching the fight spoke. He stood up in front of the battlefield, his maroon cape blew slightly in the wind. His clothing was similar to the priest's, only dark red in color and not blue, and somehow his face was not distinguishable either. "Since there are an equal number of life points (those hooded magician thingies) and a stand-off between the two monsters, the match is a tie! You will decide the winner in a tie-breaker!" With that, he stretched out his arm and raised his hand. "Let the game begin!" he announced, the pyramid-shaped ornament around his neck glowing.
Then, the room was engulfed in darkness…
~End dream sequence~
"Mmm…" Yami moaned, half in sleep and half in pain. It took an enormous amount of effort to open even one eye only to be met with a blurry view and cause his headache to worsen. He still wasn't quite aware of his surroundings, but he was already too confused as it was. He remembered vividly the dream he had while unconscious. It was like he was actually there to see it. All those mysterious people…Who were they? How come the images of the dream were so clear in his mind even after he awoke? It felt so…familiar to him, but how could that be? 'It was only a dream, right?'
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Okay, I'm done. Ack. Nothing much happened here, did it? But you can probably guess now why Yami has that Mind Crush attack. Obvious, isn't it? And you might be wondering where the heck is that Millennium Puzzle? I'm getting to that…in the next few chapters, okay?
Also, please try to respond soon, Unbalanced, because we need a fluffy idea, and what better time to create mushy, gooey, syrupy sweet fluff than when pain has been inflicted? Oh, YuugiLover3, you have a very good idea going. If no one says anything, I think I'll put in your suggested scene because it's sooo sweet and cute! You'll get loads of credit, don't worry. I would really appreciate it if you sent in ideas. I will make fluff one day. I don't know when, but I will. I promise. ^ _ ~
So, um, please r/r!
