"Made To Order"
Chapter 35
By Petit Angel Girl
Anime: YuGiOh!/Yuugiou Duel Monsters
Pairing: Yami x Tèa/Anzu
Rated G
Authoress' Note: This story is also side-written by my friend, Sara-Darkotter. She wanted me to mention that. Now, onto the story!
Yami stares at something a moment, before he walks in, pulling the sheet over the elder man's head. "Rest in peace, grandfather."
"No...You mean, he's..."
"You can check yourself. His body is cold."
Téa touches his hand. It's cool to the touch, and there's no pulse in his wrist. "What do we do now?"
Yugi starts crying, hugging Yami.
"Mr. Mutou..." Tears well in her own eyes."Should we call someone? An ambulance? A funeral home? I don't know what to do when someone dies!" She hugs Yami too, collapsing against his back. He grips her hand.
"Why did he have to die..." Yugi whimpers.
"When Death comes, they will die. He remembers all, even what will be."
"But people have near-death experiences," Téa says. "Does he show up then? Maybe Gramps will wake up..."
"...No...He only happens when it is definite."
Frowning sadly, she goes over to Yugi. "Yugi..." Yugi hugs her, too. "What will we tell Professor Hawkins? He was a good friend of his." ' I know what Rebecca will say for sure...'
"We tell them the truth. I'm going to call a funeral home." Yami walks out.
Téa looks back down at her tearful friend, hand still on his back. "Come on Yugi." They leave, too. "But how will we contact them? They're all the way in America and only Grandpa knew-"
"I have Rebecca's e-mail..." Yugi mutters slightly.She nods in understanding.
"I'm going to call Joey and Tristan..."
Téa hands him her cellphone. "Here."She sits on the ground. Then stands and paces. She feels confused.
Soon, Yami tells their friends the sad news.
"He died? Man, that can't be right! I was talking to him earlier!"
"He was 87, Joey."
"Wow...Rough. How's Yugi takin' it?"
"He's sobbingly writing Rebecca an e-mail."
Téa walks in."Yami..."
He holds open his arms in a question. She hugs him.And she is trembling. "Shhh..."
Tristan looks out the window. "I don't know if we really need to be upset. After all, he lived a long, happy and exciting life. And death is part of life. It creates a balance. Besides, I think we might meet him again one day."
"Why's that?"
"I believe in reincarnation." Tristan looks at Yami. "What do you believe in?"
Tèa looks at Yami curiously. Maybe he felt the same.
"Mine's a strange belief. I believe in reincarnation, but also in spirits...and...fairies..."
"Fairies? Really?"
"They steal keys!"
Keys?"
"Yeah. Car keys, house keys, anything shiny."
"Yami."
"What?"
"You do realize there are no more, right? Just like there are no more dragons. And even if there were, where would they even be?"
"Hidden."
"Like the dragons."
Joey scoffs.
"It's not like I don't believe. But I certainly never thought you did, Yami."
He shrugs. "I mostly kept my beliefs to myself."
She sighs. "Seriously though, what are we supposed to do about Grandpa?"
"Funeral home's coming. Then the lawyer who did his will can tell us."
"He has a will?" Yugi came in.
"Apparently."
"Then where is it?"
"With his bank, only accessible by lawyers, like in movies."
"He didn't trust us?"
"And who's his lawyer? Where do we find him?"
"A 'Mister Whitman'."
"Hey! That's my doctor." Yugi says.
"Lawyer and doctor." Yami reads from the phonebook.
"Well, what are we standing around for? Let's go see him!"
"Yeah!" Yugi immediately leaves.
"I'll wait here." Yami says.
"Are you sure?"
"Someone needs to be here for the undertaker."
She nods in understanding. "We'll call you when we find out something." He nods. Giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, she then hurries to catch up with Yugi, Joey and Tristan.
He sits down. "Now. How did that prayer go..." He looked up. 'Invent one...' "Please, gods and spirits. Help Solomon find his way on. Guide him to his next life and the afterlife. And help us to heal, take us through this grief..." He closes his eyes. "Thank you."
Authoress' Note: To be continued next chapter