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Yugi opened his eyes, his head groggy. His cheek really hurt and he felt quite disoriented. Imagine his surprise though, when he turned his head and saw the transparent form of his lookalike laying beside him. Yami wasn't really sleeping, he was just resting. Yugi tried talking but his throat felt thick so he decided to use the link. /O-Other me. Hello./ Instantly Yami responded. He opened his eyes, smiling hesitantly at Yugi. "Yugi. You're awake. Are you feeling better now?"
Yugi shook his head. /No. I still feel a bit sick. Or, just unwell./ Yami hummed in discontent. Yugi studied him. His eyes seemed rather distant, troubled. A hint of fear was in there as well, but an emotion of self assurance tried to mask it.
/.../
Yami sensed Yugi's hesitance and confusion, but he didn't say anything. To be honest, Yami was having an inner battle with himself. Thinking back to those punks he electrocuted.
'They deserved it.'
One part of him said. But then another rebelled against that statement.
'No. What would Yugi say? We shouldn't have done that.'
'Then keep quiet about it.'
'I don't like keeping secrets from him.'
'You've done it before...'
Yami blinked as Yugi edged a bit closer to him. He sweated a bit, shuffling back and letting go of Yugi's arm. (He was holding his arm the entire night.) Yugi tilted his head, his wide amethyst eyes confused and tinged with worry. /What are you thinking?/ Yami stiffened. /Ahem...uh. It's nothing.../ Yugi frowned. /What?/ Yami turned his head away, struggling to keep his feelings and thoughts in check.
'I should tell him.'
'NO! You can't.'
'YES!'
'NO!'
Yugi sighed. He moved around until he was facing the other way, away from Yami. He could feel his other self's eyes on him though, but he chose to ignore it. The door opened, and Sugouroku came in, followed by a familiar lanky blond haired teen. Yugi gasped. "J-Jonouchi." He coughed, his throat itching.
Jonouchi walked over, throwing his friend a lopsided smile. "Heya." Yugi could still feel Yami's presence beside him, but was slightly irritated when Yami didn't acknowledge Jonouchi's presence. 'Even if Jonouchi can't see him it would still be nice if he could be happy that our friend is here.' Sugouroku left, leaving the two friends to chat.
Jonouchi pulled the chair in the corner of the room over to Yugi's bed and sat down. "So I uh...you know. I'm sorry about yesterday. I'm sorry you had to go through all that. But man. You did a number on those guys. What did you do to them?" Yugi could feel immediate alarm from his other self. 'Yep. He's definitely hiding something.' Yugi decided to answer in a way that would definitely get a reaction from his stubborn twin.
"Hum. I don't know. It seems someone decided to hide things from me. What did they look like? What happened to them?" Yugi smiled smugly as he felt irritation, alarm, fear, and slight self loathing. Just as the lanky blond opened his mouth, Yugi felt a tug on his soul. He didn't resist however, just simply went with it.
Yami took over and sat up quickly, trying to ignore the pain. He didn't force Yugi into unconsciousness, but his sudden movements had gotten the results he wanted. Jonouchi stared at 'Yugi', confused. "Uh...you feeling alright?" Yami answerd him, his voice rasping.
"Yeah. Don't answer that question. I don't need to know."
Jonouchi sputtered. "Uh...oh...uh...right t-then." Yami was silent. His mind was quiet too. Yugi was there, but he wasn't saying anything. Just waiting. Listening. Jonouchi rubbed the back of his neck. "Well. Some crazy stuffs been going on. What do you think about all this?"
Yami was quiet for a second, before carefully choosing his words. "I honestly can't imagine why people in this world, in this city even, are doing the things they're doing. Whatever's happening, it obviously means someone is looking out for us, considering how whenever someone did something bad, karma slapped them in the face."
Jonouchi laughed harshly. "A rather big slap for all those people. It's a bit much..." Yami stiffened.
'Maybe he's right.'
'No. I did what I had to.'
'But you are starting to doubt yourself.'
'Don't let their words sway you.'
'I want them to. I have to be better. For Yugi. For his family. For his friends.'
'When did you start caring about stuff like that!? You're powerful! You don't need them!'
'I do!'
'You don't!'
'SHUT UP!'
Yami trembled, clenching the bedsheets with sweaty hands. Jonouchi gazed at him. "You alright? Maybe I should go...hope you feel better. I'll bring the others in tomorrow. I'm sure they'll be glad to see you. In fact I know it. See ya around." With that he got up and left.
Yami flopped down, realeasing a heavy sigh. He laid there for awhile. The dark whisperings in his mind had faded for now. Yami turned over, still shaking a bit as he stared at the wall, his eyes watering a bit. He could feel restlessness from Yugi and forced himself to relax. His emotions were exploding and they were starting to affect Yugi. Curling up a bit, he bit his lip, his skin still in a cold sweat. /...um, Other me?/ Yami steeled himself, before answering, a bit disappointed with his shaky voice.
/Y-yes? What i-is it?/
Hesitantly, Yugi asked, /Would it be alright if I asked you what was wrong?/ Yami closed his eyes, his breathing finally slowing down a bit. /I would answer you but...I-I c-can't. Yugi. I'm sorry./
Yugi gasped, finding himself in control of his body again. /What's wrong! Hey!/ No answer. His other self had shut himself firmly in his soul room, possibly deeper than ever, as Yugi could barely feel his presence. Yugi fidgeted in annoyance.
His stomach growled. Sighing, the small teen slid out of bed and went downstairs, looking for food.
End Of Chapter Eleven.
