Title: Of Blood & Spirit
Pairing: Peachshipping (Yugi/Téa), Dragonshipping (Yami/Joey), Chaseshipping (Duke/Tristan), Silentshipping (Seto/Serenity)
Rating: T
Words (Chapter 7): 904
Author's Notes: So, if you read my other ANs, you'll know this was supposed to be part of chapter 6 but I thought it was too long, so I made it its own thing. Because of that, it seems a little rushed, so I hope that doesn't deter anyone. Thank you again for sticking with me on this!
Yugi:
From what I could gather, the story was a forbidden love thing, and Téa was the maiden who wanted freedom from a very overprotected life. Her love interest, who was played by a guy who looked very attractive, except that he had a bad scar running from his eye down his cheek, made a plan to kill the parents and run away together, but then Téa's character realized he was evil and trying to just take her family's fortune and had to trick him into killing himself instead. There were a couple of songs and dances, but it wasn't very long, and frankly, it was almost enjoyable. Almost.
Tristan, who had previously referred to it as a train wreck, got up immediately when it was over and began clapping and whooping. He was joined in by Serenity and Mokuba, whereas Kaiba clapped politely but stayed seated. I decided to stand up, clapping a bit, making note that Yami was back to being next to me. "Don't ever do that again," I warned, and despite the cloud's applause, I knew he'd heard me.
I was about to make an excuse as to why I now needed to run off once the table had settled down, but I couldn't get a word out before the two leads of the play and Joey came over.
"How was I?" Téa asked everyone, and I nodded in with their compliments. "So the way I messed up on that second number wasn't obvious?"
"Téa, you were fine. No one cared if you took the step left or right, they wouldn't even know which way it was supposed to be," the male lead said, moving to sit on Tristan's lap. They shared a kiss and I tried not to look, feeling like I was intruding.
Joey caught my eye and he looked like he was torn between saying something or just glaring. I took a deep breath, thinking to myself that I'd had enough of all this for one day, and opened my mouth. "Good show, guys, but I really need to get going. Promised Grandpa I'd be back for dinner."
"Yugi, wait." The voice calling as I turned on my heel and left was a weird mixture of Yami and Serenity, though no one else at that table would have heard Yami's. Except Joey. I made it to the front and outside, hand gripping the coffee I didn't even realize I'd grabbed, before the others followed me out. Serenity was practically running, and she made it out first, Kaiba, Joey, and the black-haired guy being the last of them.
"You don't want to hang out anymore?" Serenity asked.
I took a deep breath, feeling my temper rising. I couldn't help it. I felt like I'd been jerked around and ambushed from the moment Serenity sat down next to me. Her, Mokuba, Téa, Kaiba, Joey, everything seemed to be connected back to my suicide attempt.
"Why don't we all just cut the crap and you guys tell me why I was even invited out today? And please, don't try and pretend you actually want to be my friend."
"Because that's so hard to believe?" Téa asked, looking a little hurt.
"Yes. So stop pulling my chain and just be honest."
They looked around at each other, all making awkward eye contact. "Yugi, you're being very harsh," Yami's voice came through, but I didn't even want to look at him.
I waited for them to say something – any of them to say anything – but no one seemed to want to. I caught eyes with the male lead from the play, whose name I still hadn't gotten. "You know, you should really get that cut checked out." I'd thought it was a scar, but now it looked red and inflamed since we were closer.
His eyes widened and everyone turned to look at him.
"What cut?" Kaiba asked, but he ignored him.
"You can see it? What does it look like?"
I raised my eyebrow at him before shaking my head. They had to be messing around with me. I turned to leave again, but Tristan stopped me this time.
"Wait! Okay, fine, we need your help."
"What would you need my help with?" I asked, but Yami had walked closer to the green-eyed boy with the scar and it hit me like a truck. "You've got to be kidding me. No one else can see that cut, can they?" When I was met with silence, I sighed angrily. "What the hell did you guys do?"
"Well, there, you got us. You figured it out. We were attacked by some spirit ghost thing, and now we're screwed. You know more about that than anyone, because, well…" Mokuba trailed off, looking back at his brother.
For a moment I thought they were yanking my chain again, until I locked eyes with Yami. They really were in trouble; it was written all over his face.
"I'm sorry. I can't help you," I answered, moving to walk away.
"Hey, no you don't. My friends saved your life, now it's time you pay them back. We need you, no one else knows what's happening with this." Tristan grabbed my hand, pressing it to his abdomen when he said this, and immediately I felt a sharp pain shoot through me. I yelled out, clenching my eyes shut, and before I knew it, I was passed out cold.
Author's Notes: Aaaaaand finally, I will be back to Yami's POV next chapter. Thank you all for being such wonderful readers. You're so patient.
