Yami
by TAFKAE
Chapter 2: Let's Duel!
A/N: Thanks to all my readers for your support and wonderful ideas! I love my fans!
Oh, and no disclaimer this time, because disclaimers SUCK!!! BWAHAHA! DIE, DISCLAIMERS!!! TAKE THAT, FCC!!
~*~*~
He could feel him.
The sun had dawned on the next morning, and Yami was far from the school. No doubt that kid's friends had found him by now. Well, no hurry. Let them come. And they would come. And he would kill them, slowly, one by one.
Still, he could feel the boy's influence on the back corner of his mind. He didn't want to, and tried to drown it out, but he'd definitely gotten too used to him. Maybe this was how he felt when Yami wasn't in control. No matter, he was now, and that was all that counted.
He glanced over at the pile of totaled cars that had swerved to avoid him on that deserted road, and half-smiled. He just couldn't get over that look on the drivers' faces just moments before they died. Not that it would have hurt if they'd hit him. He was too strong for that. In the end, it was strength that ruled. Might didn't have to be Right, so long as it was Might.
He had Might. Nothing else mattered.
~*~*~
"Yugi did it?"
"No," Joey corrected, nursing his injured stomach. "Yami Yugi, you lunkhead. Yami. Yugi was right, something's wrong with him. OW! Watch it, Téa!"
"Sorry," she grumbled. "It wouldn't hurt as much if you'd hold still. Now hold still and let me bandage it."
"Yeah," Tristan added. Joey glared at him before he decided to say anything else stupid.
"He's gotten stronger," Téa murmured. "Yugi normally couldn't make you bleed like this."
"I'm not bleeding that bad."
Tristan pointed to the bloodstain on the linoleum floor. "Yes, you are. Look at that."
"I did. I had my goddamn face planted in it all goddamn night. DAMNIT Téa, I said watch it!"
"If you don't watch your language, I'm going to get the saltshaker."
"All right, all right, jeez." Joey sighed. "We have to find him. Yugi did say something about Yami wanting his soul…"
"Hope he doesn't eat it, like Winnowill."
"Get your head out of your comic books for a change, Tristan."
"Watch it, Téa, that really smarts!"
"Oh, don't be such a baby."
"Goo goo."
"Shut up, Tristan."
"Woogie woogie woo."
"Shut up, Tristan!"
"A boo boo bOWW!!!"
Téa kissed her fist and went back to Joey. "I said shut up."
"What'd I do?!?" Tristan wailed, clutching his black eye.
Joey stood up the instant Téa finished the bandages. He didn't bother to put on his shirt, just ran outside and stopped a foot or two short of the chain-link fence. "YAMI!!!!!"
There was an echo.
~*~*~
Miles away, Yami heard it… and laughed.
~*~*~
Two days later…
"Yugi's absent again?" the teacher sighed.
"I think he got the flu, ma'am," Joey lied.
"All right, then," she sighed again. "Take out your books and turn to page 426."
As the class did so, the door swung open and Yugi slowly walked in.
Téa gasped. Tristan and Joey narrowed their eyes…
"Sorry I'm late," said Yugi. "My bike broke and I had to walk."
To which all three of his friends gave a confused look.
He sat down at the table and swung his backpack over the back of his chair. "Hey guys," he whispered as the teacher continued droning.
"It's about time," Joey sighed. "What happened? Did you find out what's wrong with him?"
Yugi shook his head. "Not yet, but I'm trying."
"How'd you get back?" Téa asked eagerly.
Her friend shrugged. "I'm not really sure. He just kind of… let go…"
"That's weird," said Joey.
"I know," Yugi replied. Then he sat up straight. "Anybody up for a game of Duel Monsters at break?"
Joey opened his mouth to say something, but Téa interjected before he had a chance to. "Yugi, this is no time for dueling. We never know when he might show up again."
"That's true," Yugi returned, "but I think I might be able to get him under control then. He never turns down a duel if he's offered one."
"Ya got that right." Joey tilted his head just a bit. "I'll do it. As a friend, I accept your challenge." He held out one hand.
Yugi shook it. "Right away at break."
"Gotcha," the other whispered before leaning back into his seat and slumping down for a nap.
~*~*~
"Are you ready?" Tristan asked with much ceremonial flair.
"Yes," they both replied, Yugi with a serious expression on his face, and Joey with an almost lighthearted one.
"Then let the duel begin!" Tristan shouted, alerting the entire class to the match and bringing them running over with excited cries of "Yugi versus Joey?" "Yeah, the best in the world dueling the worst!" "Ten bucks on Yugi!" "Fifty cents on Joey!"
Yugi slid five cards off the top of his deck and launched into thought, as Joey did the same and almost immediately set the Archangel Warrior into attack mode. Yugi thought more carefully before laying down the Dark Magician.
"Geez, what is it with you and starting every match with the Dark Magician?" Joey joked.
Yugi simply said, "Your move." There was no emotion in his voice, and Joey assumed he'd gone into autopilot and was carrying on a heated discussion with Yami.
"All right then," he replied, thinking carefully again, but quickly setting an Azalea Gnome (one of almost fifteen in his deck) to defense.
Suddenly, things began to fade into black. The class stood around the table, stock-still, outlined in the darkness, nearby and still distant. Joey looked back and forth. "Hey, what the heck -?"
"The stakes have increased," said a voice he knew too well.
He looked back at his friend. Yugi was still holding the cards in one hand, but his eyes had sharpened and his expression had changed to a downright evil one. "Yami," Joey breathed.
"I knew you'd fall right into my trap," Yami answered. "You're so gullible."
"Trap? But Yugi said -"
"Yugi," Yami interrupted, "has not yet awakened, and will not until I want him to, which isn't likely to happen at all. I simply took his place for a while, and raised the stakes."
"Whaddaya mean, 'raised the stakes'?" Joey demanded.
"Simple," Yami returned. "If you lose -" he pointed at Téa "- her soul will belong to me."
Joey's eyes went wide, then narrowed. "You're bluffing. Only one person who can do that, and that's that creep Pegasus."
"He gets that ability from the Millennium eye. You think I might find it difficult?"
"You wouldn't. Not to Téa."
"Try me."
Joey growled. "Fine. But I won't lose."
"Neither will I," Yami replied calmly.
*CHAPTER END*
by TAFKAE
Chapter 2: Let's Duel!
A/N: Thanks to all my readers for your support and wonderful ideas! I love my fans!
Oh, and no disclaimer this time, because disclaimers SUCK!!! BWAHAHA! DIE, DISCLAIMERS!!! TAKE THAT, FCC!!
~*~*~
He could feel him.
The sun had dawned on the next morning, and Yami was far from the school. No doubt that kid's friends had found him by now. Well, no hurry. Let them come. And they would come. And he would kill them, slowly, one by one.
Still, he could feel the boy's influence on the back corner of his mind. He didn't want to, and tried to drown it out, but he'd definitely gotten too used to him. Maybe this was how he felt when Yami wasn't in control. No matter, he was now, and that was all that counted.
He glanced over at the pile of totaled cars that had swerved to avoid him on that deserted road, and half-smiled. He just couldn't get over that look on the drivers' faces just moments before they died. Not that it would have hurt if they'd hit him. He was too strong for that. In the end, it was strength that ruled. Might didn't have to be Right, so long as it was Might.
He had Might. Nothing else mattered.
~*~*~
"Yugi did it?"
"No," Joey corrected, nursing his injured stomach. "Yami Yugi, you lunkhead. Yami. Yugi was right, something's wrong with him. OW! Watch it, Téa!"
"Sorry," she grumbled. "It wouldn't hurt as much if you'd hold still. Now hold still and let me bandage it."
"Yeah," Tristan added. Joey glared at him before he decided to say anything else stupid.
"He's gotten stronger," Téa murmured. "Yugi normally couldn't make you bleed like this."
"I'm not bleeding that bad."
Tristan pointed to the bloodstain on the linoleum floor. "Yes, you are. Look at that."
"I did. I had my goddamn face planted in it all goddamn night. DAMNIT Téa, I said watch it!"
"If you don't watch your language, I'm going to get the saltshaker."
"All right, all right, jeez." Joey sighed. "We have to find him. Yugi did say something about Yami wanting his soul…"
"Hope he doesn't eat it, like Winnowill."
"Get your head out of your comic books for a change, Tristan."
"Watch it, Téa, that really smarts!"
"Oh, don't be such a baby."
"Goo goo."
"Shut up, Tristan."
"Woogie woogie woo."
"Shut up, Tristan!"
"A boo boo bOWW!!!"
Téa kissed her fist and went back to Joey. "I said shut up."
"What'd I do?!?" Tristan wailed, clutching his black eye.
Joey stood up the instant Téa finished the bandages. He didn't bother to put on his shirt, just ran outside and stopped a foot or two short of the chain-link fence. "YAMI!!!!!"
There was an echo.
~*~*~
Miles away, Yami heard it… and laughed.
~*~*~
Two days later…
"Yugi's absent again?" the teacher sighed.
"I think he got the flu, ma'am," Joey lied.
"All right, then," she sighed again. "Take out your books and turn to page 426."
As the class did so, the door swung open and Yugi slowly walked in.
Téa gasped. Tristan and Joey narrowed their eyes…
"Sorry I'm late," said Yugi. "My bike broke and I had to walk."
To which all three of his friends gave a confused look.
He sat down at the table and swung his backpack over the back of his chair. "Hey guys," he whispered as the teacher continued droning.
"It's about time," Joey sighed. "What happened? Did you find out what's wrong with him?"
Yugi shook his head. "Not yet, but I'm trying."
"How'd you get back?" Téa asked eagerly.
Her friend shrugged. "I'm not really sure. He just kind of… let go…"
"That's weird," said Joey.
"I know," Yugi replied. Then he sat up straight. "Anybody up for a game of Duel Monsters at break?"
Joey opened his mouth to say something, but Téa interjected before he had a chance to. "Yugi, this is no time for dueling. We never know when he might show up again."
"That's true," Yugi returned, "but I think I might be able to get him under control then. He never turns down a duel if he's offered one."
"Ya got that right." Joey tilted his head just a bit. "I'll do it. As a friend, I accept your challenge." He held out one hand.
Yugi shook it. "Right away at break."
"Gotcha," the other whispered before leaning back into his seat and slumping down for a nap.
~*~*~
"Are you ready?" Tristan asked with much ceremonial flair.
"Yes," they both replied, Yugi with a serious expression on his face, and Joey with an almost lighthearted one.
"Then let the duel begin!" Tristan shouted, alerting the entire class to the match and bringing them running over with excited cries of "Yugi versus Joey?" "Yeah, the best in the world dueling the worst!" "Ten bucks on Yugi!" "Fifty cents on Joey!"
Yugi slid five cards off the top of his deck and launched into thought, as Joey did the same and almost immediately set the Archangel Warrior into attack mode. Yugi thought more carefully before laying down the Dark Magician.
"Geez, what is it with you and starting every match with the Dark Magician?" Joey joked.
Yugi simply said, "Your move." There was no emotion in his voice, and Joey assumed he'd gone into autopilot and was carrying on a heated discussion with Yami.
"All right then," he replied, thinking carefully again, but quickly setting an Azalea Gnome (one of almost fifteen in his deck) to defense.
Suddenly, things began to fade into black. The class stood around the table, stock-still, outlined in the darkness, nearby and still distant. Joey looked back and forth. "Hey, what the heck -?"
"The stakes have increased," said a voice he knew too well.
He looked back at his friend. Yugi was still holding the cards in one hand, but his eyes had sharpened and his expression had changed to a downright evil one. "Yami," Joey breathed.
"I knew you'd fall right into my trap," Yami answered. "You're so gullible."
"Trap? But Yugi said -"
"Yugi," Yami interrupted, "has not yet awakened, and will not until I want him to, which isn't likely to happen at all. I simply took his place for a while, and raised the stakes."
"Whaddaya mean, 'raised the stakes'?" Joey demanded.
"Simple," Yami returned. "If you lose -" he pointed at Téa "- her soul will belong to me."
Joey's eyes went wide, then narrowed. "You're bluffing. Only one person who can do that, and that's that creep Pegasus."
"He gets that ability from the Millennium eye. You think I might find it difficult?"
"You wouldn't. Not to Téa."
"Try me."
Joey growled. "Fine. But I won't lose."
"Neither will I," Yami replied calmly.
*CHAPTER END*