Hi, here it is: the last one. I would have finished earlier, but I've
been cut off of computers for the past couple of days. Well, I hope you
like it, I don't know, it's a little sappy. But for all of you Yami fans
out there, here he is!
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It was a cloudy, rainy day; the kind of day that made the ground outside a slick, muddy, unpleasantly cold place to be. But this didn't keep seven unusually tall dwarves from kneeling in it, as they cried their bitter tears for their lost friend and cook.
Anzu looked at the sky above. "Even the sky is crying for him."
"Yeah," Kaiba said in a dead voice, "If anyone deserves it, it's Yugi." They were in a clearing in the forest, kneeling in a circle around a glass-topped coffin that they had built for the prince.
As the others cried quietly, or in Jou and Honda's case, clutched at each other and wailed out into the sky: "Why Yugi? Why him?", Bakura stared at the dead face of the teen and thought, 'He looks like he's just sleeping. He's so peaceful.' His eyes fell on the pyramid that he had given Yugi. 'Why hadn't it worked? It was supposed to protect him.' Bakura felt angry. He wanted to reach into the coffin and wrench off the necklace, and beat it into tiny gold scraps.
They sat like this all morning and halfway into the afternoon, some weeping, and some wrestling with cold fury at the evil, conceited king that had done this to the poor kid. But then, while the sun was setting, a group of men on horses was slowly trotting through the forest near the funeral.
~*~*~*~With the Horsemen~*~*~*~
"Sire, we've been hunting all day and the men need their rest. It is almost time for dinner."
"We just stopped for lunch an hour ago." said the leader of the men.
"But it was a very late lunch…" the man looked hopeful.
"Very well, but y'know we'll never make it back home at this pace." The leader smiled.
"Thank you Prince Yami." The soldier bowed his head and ran back to tell the others. Yami smiled and counted down, "3…2…1…" There was a sudden collective cry of joy behind him. With a smirk, he got down from his horse and pulled out some dried beef. Chewing on it, he looked curiously into the woods and wandered over.
He didn't know why, but he was drawn towards a tall knot of trees. He stepped cautiously forwards and peered between the leaves. He was surprised to see several people gathered around something, all weeping.
'Must be a funeral.' he thought to himself. He walked around the trees and quietly looked over to the coffin. He inwardly gasped. It had a glass top, so he could see the person in it.
There was a boy inside, about Yami's age, but smaller. He looked like Yami, too, with the same strangely colored hair, but this boy looked so innocent and kind and sweet. Yami thought it was sad that someone like this could have died.
Prince Yami walked right up to the nearest mourner and tugged at their sleeve. The person turned to show their face. He had white hair and…pointed ears?!
~*~*~*~From the Dwarves' Perspective~*~*~*~
Anzu stared at Yugi's lifeless body. They had left him exactly as he was when the found him. He wore the same clothes; they had kept his hair the same. They had even left on the accursed necklace that was supposed to save his life. The necklace…Anzu's eyes popped open. The pyramid was glowing. She was about to ask Bakura about it when she heard him scream out loud.
All six heads whipped around to see what had happened. Bakura was clutching his chest like he had a heart attack. He jabbed his index finger at a person standing behind him; a person with an equally scared face. A very familiar face…"YUGI?" they all screamed. They stared back and forth from the coffin to the person.
"I'm not Yugi!" he shook his head. He seemed a little scared. They looked again. No, this guy may look like Yugi, but definitely wasn't him. Anzu looked back at the coffin. Yugi's Pyramid was still glowing softly.
"Who are you?" Mai demanded.
"My name is Yami. I am the prince of the lands to the north." He stated, slightly braver. "Is this Yugi?" he walked over to the coffin. They all nodded their heads.
"When did he…?" he let the question dangle.
"Yesterday." Bakura seemed to have gained back his voice. He was staring at Yugi's necklace, which was glowing more brightly than ever, now that Yami had neared it.
Placing a hand on the glass, Yami looked at the figure. He stared for a while.
Then, whirling around, he asked, "Can I buy him from you?"
The dwarves just looked at each other, as if saying, 'What kind of a weirdo…?'
The Prince looked hopeful, but there was no possible way that the dwarves were letting Yugi go.
"Look, maybe you should leave." Jou growled.
Seto punched one fist into his other hand, "Yeah, before we get angry."
Yami didn't look worried at all. "Look, I just want his body."
"What kind of a sicko are you?" Mai screeched out.
"A rich one…" Yami smirked again and pulled out some gold coins from his pocket. For a moment, it looked as if he had won them over, but they shook it out of their heads.
"GET HIM!" Mokuba screamed. All seven of them leapt at Yami and a noisy scuffle broke out.
Yugi on the other hand was perfectly peaceful…or not? The golden pyramid began to shake. His fingers began to twitch a bit, and slowly, he began to open his eyes. He was dizzy and the trees above him were spinning very fast. He tried to breathe in to clear his thoughts, but choked. He tried again, just to find it very painful, like his lungs had collapsed. He tried to sit up, but slammed his head into something, which did not help his condition. There was something over him. 'Glass?' Clutching at his throat, he began to bang on it.
The seven-versus-one fight halted dead. Everyone dropped the body part they were pounding and scrambled over to the coffin. Yami got there first and tried to wrench open the top. It didn't budge. So, he raised his fist and with one swing, splintered the glass. Yugi fell into Yami's open arms, but he was still choking. Yami didn't know what to do. Yugi kept coughing, but finally, after a huge slap to the back (provided by Honda) a small chunk of something came flying out of his mouth and Yugi fell back into Yami's arms, gulping down air like it was water. After he finally regained his breath, Yugi looked up into the eyes of someone he had seen only once before in his dreams…
~*~*~*~After That~*~*~*~
Yami and Yugi were married, and because of this, their two countries were joined into one. So, Pegasus didn't need his Magic Mirror to tell him who was still more adorable. He did, however, use that mallet he mentioned earlier on that ill-fated Mirror. Then, under the orders of the new King Yami, Pegasus was sent to a 'special' place…
"Hey! Hey! This mirror says I'm beautiful!"
"Where'd you get that?" says a person in white. "You know that you shouldn't play with sharp objects!"
And so…they lived happily ever after….
The End.
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Does it suck as much as I think it does? Well, at least it's finished…
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It was a cloudy, rainy day; the kind of day that made the ground outside a slick, muddy, unpleasantly cold place to be. But this didn't keep seven unusually tall dwarves from kneeling in it, as they cried their bitter tears for their lost friend and cook.
Anzu looked at the sky above. "Even the sky is crying for him."
"Yeah," Kaiba said in a dead voice, "If anyone deserves it, it's Yugi." They were in a clearing in the forest, kneeling in a circle around a glass-topped coffin that they had built for the prince.
As the others cried quietly, or in Jou and Honda's case, clutched at each other and wailed out into the sky: "Why Yugi? Why him?", Bakura stared at the dead face of the teen and thought, 'He looks like he's just sleeping. He's so peaceful.' His eyes fell on the pyramid that he had given Yugi. 'Why hadn't it worked? It was supposed to protect him.' Bakura felt angry. He wanted to reach into the coffin and wrench off the necklace, and beat it into tiny gold scraps.
They sat like this all morning and halfway into the afternoon, some weeping, and some wrestling with cold fury at the evil, conceited king that had done this to the poor kid. But then, while the sun was setting, a group of men on horses was slowly trotting through the forest near the funeral.
~*~*~*~With the Horsemen~*~*~*~
"Sire, we've been hunting all day and the men need their rest. It is almost time for dinner."
"We just stopped for lunch an hour ago." said the leader of the men.
"But it was a very late lunch…" the man looked hopeful.
"Very well, but y'know we'll never make it back home at this pace." The leader smiled.
"Thank you Prince Yami." The soldier bowed his head and ran back to tell the others. Yami smiled and counted down, "3…2…1…" There was a sudden collective cry of joy behind him. With a smirk, he got down from his horse and pulled out some dried beef. Chewing on it, he looked curiously into the woods and wandered over.
He didn't know why, but he was drawn towards a tall knot of trees. He stepped cautiously forwards and peered between the leaves. He was surprised to see several people gathered around something, all weeping.
'Must be a funeral.' he thought to himself. He walked around the trees and quietly looked over to the coffin. He inwardly gasped. It had a glass top, so he could see the person in it.
There was a boy inside, about Yami's age, but smaller. He looked like Yami, too, with the same strangely colored hair, but this boy looked so innocent and kind and sweet. Yami thought it was sad that someone like this could have died.
Prince Yami walked right up to the nearest mourner and tugged at their sleeve. The person turned to show their face. He had white hair and…pointed ears?!
~*~*~*~From the Dwarves' Perspective~*~*~*~
Anzu stared at Yugi's lifeless body. They had left him exactly as he was when the found him. He wore the same clothes; they had kept his hair the same. They had even left on the accursed necklace that was supposed to save his life. The necklace…Anzu's eyes popped open. The pyramid was glowing. She was about to ask Bakura about it when she heard him scream out loud.
All six heads whipped around to see what had happened. Bakura was clutching his chest like he had a heart attack. He jabbed his index finger at a person standing behind him; a person with an equally scared face. A very familiar face…"YUGI?" they all screamed. They stared back and forth from the coffin to the person.
"I'm not Yugi!" he shook his head. He seemed a little scared. They looked again. No, this guy may look like Yugi, but definitely wasn't him. Anzu looked back at the coffin. Yugi's Pyramid was still glowing softly.
"Who are you?" Mai demanded.
"My name is Yami. I am the prince of the lands to the north." He stated, slightly braver. "Is this Yugi?" he walked over to the coffin. They all nodded their heads.
"When did he…?" he let the question dangle.
"Yesterday." Bakura seemed to have gained back his voice. He was staring at Yugi's necklace, which was glowing more brightly than ever, now that Yami had neared it.
Placing a hand on the glass, Yami looked at the figure. He stared for a while.
Then, whirling around, he asked, "Can I buy him from you?"
The dwarves just looked at each other, as if saying, 'What kind of a weirdo…?'
The Prince looked hopeful, but there was no possible way that the dwarves were letting Yugi go.
"Look, maybe you should leave." Jou growled.
Seto punched one fist into his other hand, "Yeah, before we get angry."
Yami didn't look worried at all. "Look, I just want his body."
"What kind of a sicko are you?" Mai screeched out.
"A rich one…" Yami smirked again and pulled out some gold coins from his pocket. For a moment, it looked as if he had won them over, but they shook it out of their heads.
"GET HIM!" Mokuba screamed. All seven of them leapt at Yami and a noisy scuffle broke out.
Yugi on the other hand was perfectly peaceful…or not? The golden pyramid began to shake. His fingers began to twitch a bit, and slowly, he began to open his eyes. He was dizzy and the trees above him were spinning very fast. He tried to breathe in to clear his thoughts, but choked. He tried again, just to find it very painful, like his lungs had collapsed. He tried to sit up, but slammed his head into something, which did not help his condition. There was something over him. 'Glass?' Clutching at his throat, he began to bang on it.
The seven-versus-one fight halted dead. Everyone dropped the body part they were pounding and scrambled over to the coffin. Yami got there first and tried to wrench open the top. It didn't budge. So, he raised his fist and with one swing, splintered the glass. Yugi fell into Yami's open arms, but he was still choking. Yami didn't know what to do. Yugi kept coughing, but finally, after a huge slap to the back (provided by Honda) a small chunk of something came flying out of his mouth and Yugi fell back into Yami's arms, gulping down air like it was water. After he finally regained his breath, Yugi looked up into the eyes of someone he had seen only once before in his dreams…
~*~*~*~After That~*~*~*~
Yami and Yugi were married, and because of this, their two countries were joined into one. So, Pegasus didn't need his Magic Mirror to tell him who was still more adorable. He did, however, use that mallet he mentioned earlier on that ill-fated Mirror. Then, under the orders of the new King Yami, Pegasus was sent to a 'special' place…
"Hey! Hey! This mirror says I'm beautiful!"
"Where'd you get that?" says a person in white. "You know that you shouldn't play with sharp objects!"
And so…they lived happily ever after….
The End.
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Does it suck as much as I think it does? Well, at least it's finished…