Falling Stars
Part Five
Glowing Light
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.
~~~~~That Same Night~~~~~
Elendil growled at the soggy newspaper lying in front of him, blocking his path. He had gone wandering, once again, after the doctors had informed him that Estel might not last the night. He hadn't been able to stay near the hospital, his temper flaring out of control.
And so, he had escaped, and found himself wandering the path around Green Lake(1), soaked to the bone by yet another rain storm.
He smirked at the irony of that, a bicyclist passing to his left. The sky was always crying in Seattle. It was always weeping for the radiant maiden.
"If you call her Lenore, I swear, I'll strangle you myself." Yami smiled kindly, appearing next to Elendil with an eerie flash, the Puzzle glowing faintly. Elendil looked up nonchalantly. He had become used to Yami's sudden appearance's.
"Why not!? She's not going to live!" Elendil hissed, kicking at the newspaper, tears streaming down his face silently, masked by dreary weather and droopy hair.
Yami sighed, putting his arms around the taller boys(2) shoulders, trying to comfort him. It wasn't easy, for even as he tried to whisk away the sorrow clinging in his heart, there was an innate pleasure of the fact the little girl would die clawing at his soul. And, as much as Yami was repulsed, he was also happy.
Two feeling that were tearing him apart inside out, even as the disease tore away at Estel, torturing Elendil along with it.
The teenager looked at the Pharaoh quizzically, sensing the odd mix of emotions caged within Yami's form. He shivered, backing away from the spirit, reading the glee as the stronger of the two, fury written across his young face as he glared Yami down.
"Baka Kisama!(3)!!!" Elendil roared, shoving Yami off, glaring him down.
Yami, completely confused, looked at Elendil, eyes wide. The only thing he could think was that Elendil had gone mad with grief, his sanity drowned in the pouring darkness that surrounded them.
"Elendil, what's wrong?" Yami asked, approaching warily as the hazel eyes of his aibou burned with hatred and loathing.
Never before had he seen emotions so strong, so present, so frightening. It scared him, to think that the son of one that had been so very, very peaceful could manipulate his aura in such dark ways. It practically glistened red anger, a spot light to all those with eyes to see it.
"You! You want her to die! Admit it, you want her dead, just like you wanted Mother!!!" Elendil roared, his maddened gaze settling upon the Ancient Spirit.
And, for the first time in a long, long while, Yami honestly admitted fear. Fear for his own life, and no other.
"No, Elendil, please! Come inside, you don't know what you're saying. It's cold, and dark. A cup of tea would do you good." Yami lowered his hands, his voice soothing, trying to calm the angered teen, in vain.
Elendil roared at him, smashing him to the ground as he rushed past, lost in the darkness that was the weeping night, screaming his fury. Yami, soggy, and more than a little scared, got up, brushing himself off, running after the boy, afraid that he might cause himself some harm in the state he had gotten himself worked into.....
The rain poured down all the harder as the darkness faded into an inky shade, obscuring almost all from view, masking the very presence of light itself under its cloak of shade and sorrow. And still, Elendil ran on, ignoring everything around him, save the bite of a vengeful wind and the sobbing of a world around him lost in mourning.
"Elendil! Elendil, wait!" Yami shouted, catching brief glimpses of fiery hair and golden bangs, whipped by the wind, even as the boy ran on, pushing himself harder, refusing to stop for Yami's calls, refusing to come near one he now hated so vehemently.
"Elendil, please!" Yami shouted, slipping up in the mud once more as Elendil left the cemented trail, dashing towards only the Gods knew where.
Elendil shook his head, rain poured into his eyes, already overflowing with tears, losing sight of the path as he pushed beneath a short layer of evergreens, finding himself on the road, a glaring light surrounding him.
"ELENDIL!!!" Yami shrieked as he saw the car bear down upon the boy, suddenly so tiny, like an infant once more, staring into the headlights, no time left to stop Fate from unwinding its hateful threads upon the scene.
The light wavered through him, burning through his soul as pain surged through his body, only to be cut off moments later, like a yo-yo being hurled upon a horrid, dreadful string.
"Oh, Elendil...." a voice, sweet as a young springs morning, lamented softly, a soft angel breezing into the young boys sight.
"Mother?" Elendil asked, recognizing, ever so briefly, the happy innocent eyes that Yugi had had so many years before, so many pictures taken about.
"Yes, Elendil." Yugi smiled, taking her sons hand lightly within her own, suddenly sad.
"Am I.... dead?" Elendil asked, looking around, nothing but glowing light within his sight. Yugi smiled, and shook her head.
"No, not yet. Even now, Yami is sobbing, and an ambulance is coming. But, you don't have to die. Not today, not now, not for many, many years." Yugi smiled, sitting down on a small stone bench that had appeared for her, still so much shorter than Elendil, so much smaller. Lost within the simple white gown that enshrouded her.
"Then why are you here? Is.... is Estel here, too?" Elendil asked, tears streaming down his face. Yugi smiled, and shook her head.
"No, no, but soon. That's why I am here, to put forth a question unto you. You have suffered so much in your life. I only wish I could have been there, mayhaps none of this would have come to be." Yugi wiped the tears from her sons eyes warmly, "But... you still care deeply for your sister. It is written in your eyes, in your soul."
Elendil looked up, and nodded sadly, still expecting the tiny girl to come trampling in at any minute, silent with a fiery tongue.
"Then I ask you, would you die for her? Give your life so that she might live, never to be disturbed by the illness plaguing her life again?" Yugi choked back a sob as her voice wavered. She was asking one of her children to give their life for another, and it broker her heart, and shattered her soul.
Had it been possible, she would have given everything, the very remnants of her dying soul to save them both, to make them both happy. But that was no longer possible, and she could only ask one if he would die for the other, or watch them both die, in vain.
"Yes, Mother, yes." Elendil replied sleepily, his eyes fluttering closed as his soul drifted from one side of life to the other.....
"Elendil, you can't die, please, not like Yugi, not now, not ever!!!" Yami sobbed, rocking the bleeding husk in his lap as the boys soul drifted away, joining his Mothers, even as the ambulance screamed to a stop, the flashing lights drowned in the rain as Yami cried, his soul still scarred, his heart bleeding as freely as if he, too, had been tossed asunder by the car.....
~TSUZUKU~
Heh heh, sorry about that, but, well, in the words of Virginia Wolfe, someone had to die.
Do forgive, but it's still not over yet!
Oh yes, that's right, Yami isn't sealed in the Puzzle, yet. I still have angsty plans for him!!!
Yami: ^_^;
Explanations:
1: Green Lake, as I have said before, is basically a ditch. A really, really big ditch, with an island in the middle.
It also has a very nice, very wide cement walking path, road signs and all.
It is very nice.
2: Elendil, thanks to Bakura's genes, is taller than Yami.
Doesn't really matter whose taller after this, I guess, being as he's dead and all.
3:Baka Kisama roughly translates to Stupid bastard.
It is a very rude, very insulting phrase.
I think Estel used it in Chapter One of High Twilight.
Well, R&R please!!!
Part Six