Falling Stars

Part Three

Confessions


I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.

I do own Anna(Estel), and any other original characters that might appear in this fanfiction.

I also own a teddy bear named Blue Bell, a very nice bus pass, and three cup-o-noodle.

But I will hide them if you sue, and you will never get them!!!

On with the story!!

This is Part Three of the Tingilya Arc.

I highly recommend that you read the first two parts, Hidden Truths and High Twilight before reading this fanfic.

Think it might make just the tiniest bit more sense.


~~~~~Two Weeks Later, Seattle~~~~~


"Estel, here, let me. You still shouldn't be up. You need your rest." Elendil smiled, fetching the cup of juice Estel had been attempting to pour for herself.

Estel glared at her brother, loathing seeping clearly into her gaze as she snatched the cup, leaning heavily on her crutches. She was still half a foot shorter than him, and, having only been brought back to her home the day before, angry at the two 'intruders', as she called them.

"My name is Anna! How many times do I have to tell you that!?" Estel hissed, hobbling away just as Phily made his entrance through the back door. Elendil sighed, putting the juice away.

"Is she always like this? Always so.... angry?" Elendil asked as Phily stuffed an apple in his mouth with a grin, and shook his head.

"No, not really. You just seem to have a special ability to piss her off. Actually, come to think of it," Phily paused to gnaw on the apple some more, "She usually doesn't express this much emotion. Not with people she just met." Elendil eyed him warily.

"When she was little, she was shy, and silent. And sick. She was so sick, right before Bakura kidnapped her." Phily looked over at him curiously.

"She was sick? Anna's never been sick. Well, not really. She's had the flu, yeah. And that funny fainting thing, but never really sick." Phily finished off the apple, Elendil's eyes going wide as a thump was heard from upstairs. Estel's bedroom.....


~~~~~Jail~~~~~


Bakura growled at Yami, who had been kind enough to accompany Seto on a little visiting trip, without the knowledge of Estel, who had been demanding to see her Father since she had woken up.

"Why did you do it Bakura!? First you all but kill Yugi, and then you go and push your own daughter off a roof!?" Yami demanded, Bakura rolling his eyes. The Pharaoh had not changed much during the years.

"Are your ears full of sand, Yami!? I. Did. Not. Push. Anna. Off. That. Roof!" Bakura hissed, clenching his fists beneath the table. Yami rolled his eyes, obviously not convinced that Bakura had turned over a new leaf.

"Yeah, so you just stood there, and watched her fall, eh? Or did she jump, to get away from you? Was she in so much misery that she couldn't even take in any longer!?" Yami demanded. Bakura's eyes narrowed in anger, and Seto placed a hand on Yami's shoulder, shaking his head. This was not going as planned.

Seto had merely planned to approach Bakura, to ask why he had kidnapped Estel in particular, not bothering to take Elendil as well. Why he had done it all, god knows he had had no love for Yugi to begin with.

But, instead, it had turned into a rivalry between Yami and Bakura, as always. Exactly how the stone had started rolling down the hill to begin with, Bakura had merely tried to avenge himself upon Yami through Yugi.

"Bakura, please, why Estel? Why only Estel?" Seto asked, glaring at Yami, to silence him before he could speak, again. Bakura rolled his eyes.

"I may be a tomb robber, but that doesn't mean I steal the dead, rich boy! What was I going to do, dig him up? Yeah, no one would ever notice a dead body on a plane!" Bakura growled. Yami and Seto exchanged glances.

"But, Bakura, Elendil isn't dead. He's staying with Estel now." Seto watched as Bakura's eyes went wide, a police officer coming into the room.

"My son is alive!? Where is he!? Is he all right!?" Bakura demanded, leaping up as the guards tried to bring him back to his cell.

"Please, Seto, Yami!" Bakura called out, the door slamming shut, silencing his words. The police officer whispered something into Seto's ear, his eyes going wide.

"What is it, Seto?" Yami asked. Rare was the thing that could disturb the CEO at this point in time.

"Estel... collapsed, at her house. She's in the hospital. She's come out of remission.(1)." Seto whispered, Yami's eyes going wide. He had come so far only to lose everything......


~~~~~Hospital~~~~~


Once more, Estel was attached to multiple machines, her very life depending upon the beeping and wheezing mechanisms, her skin a clammy pale, hair plastered against her face. She was struggling for every breath, ever beat of her heart, as Phily gripped her hand, alone in the room.

Elendil could not stand the smell of death that permeated the air, and had long since left, on a walk, in the pouring rain.

Phily smirked. It always seemed to be raining, the sky sobbing, when everything began to look bleak. Almost as if the very Earth itself feared to lose the precious girl, her limp hand clutched within his own.

"Come on, Anna, Estel, Almie(2), please, don't die. I mean, we have graduation, and then college, and.... we haven't taken over the world, or spray painted the Hoover Dam pink, with a giant happy face, or anything else!" tears trickled down Phily's face as he kissed her hand lovingly.

"Please, Almie, I love you, you can't leave me now. Hell, if you wake up now, I'll even take you to that stupid Prom!" Tears dripped on her hand as he cried, the EKG's(3) pulse began to fluctuate, "I did it. I bet you thought I never would, that I wouldn't ask you. But there's not another single person I would ask, not a single girl in school. No one else could ever replace you." Phily whispered, Estel's hand squeezing his as he sobbed in pain.

"Ph...ly...." Estel gasped, the door bursting open, Yami rushing in.

"Estel! Are you all right?" Yami gasped, breathing heavily. He had sprinted the entire way, ignoring the looks people had given him, ignoring everything, except to get to his Estel.

Estel nodded, exhausted from the pure strength she had exerted to merely whisper Phily's name moments before. Phily, eyes watery, smiled shyly in the presence of the spirit.

Seto had been forced to explain to both him and Estel everything, as well as the few skipped details he had left out, which Elendil still glared at him about. Yami smiled, sitting down next to the pale girl, sweeping a few strands of hair from her face.

She was so pale, that's all he could think. She was paler that her Yugi, even when healthy. The Pharaoh winced noticeably. Every time he looked at her now, all he could see was a smiling Yugi, and Bakura.

Estel looked up at him, concerned. She had never seen the spirit in pain, let alone show any. She looked at Phily, who understood the silent questioning in her sleepy eyes.

"Are you all right, Yami?" the boy whispered. Yami sighed, and nodded, getting up, resting his hand on Phily's shoulder.

"Come, she needs her rest, and she's not going to get any with us ogling over her." Yami whispered with a faint smile, Bakura's evil, cat like grin invading his mind once more.

He hated himself for it, now. He hated thinking about Bakura, instead of his daughter. She should be more than that to him. She should be Yugi's sweet child, innocent, pure, and sick.

But she wasn't. She was what killed Yugi, and, in the back of his mind, in the dark recesses where even he feared to go, he could no longer forgive her for that. Seeing her, pale and weak, like Yugi had been so many years before, brought him an unpleasant feeling of joy, in the dark of his hatred, the vein running deeper than even he realized.....


~TSUZUKU~


Well, how was that?

Kinda creepy, neh?

Even Yami has secrets from himself, and who else may suffer for them, I wonder?

Explanations:

1: Estel is suffering from Arte's Disease.

Refer to High Twilight for more information.

2: Almie: Elvish for Anna.

I'm obsessed with Elvish, and yes, I know that both Estel and Anna are Elvish. But Anna is also a common English name, so Phily might have given her a matching Elvish name, not knowing that the authoress (me) had given her an Elvish name already.

3: I don't know what EKG stands for, but, if I remember right, it monitors brain wave activity.

Estel, not being brain dead, would obviously have some!

Well, here ends part three, here's to hoping I can finish part four by tomorrow!!!

A few good Reviews might help! *hint, hint*

Part Four