Ok, I'm not exactly satisfied with the anime suddenly going on and having Yami being called Yami...sighs Oh well, doesn't mean I'm going to go ahead and do it. It'll be a surprise...
Oh, and I really am sorry about taking so long and then writing such short chapters. blushes I have three fictions I'm working on plus high school plus other fun stuff my RL and online life consists of. Really, I'm trying. Thanks for all the reviews guys, they really mean a lot to me.
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The spirit was the first to awaken, blinking his large eyes a few times and groaning as a throbbing pain shot up his body. It had been a very long time since he had his own body and had to deal with his own pain. He waited for his vision to clear before taking in his surroundings. A rather dark cavern that might have been pitch black if not for the sunlight that filtered through the large hole above. There was the unconscious form lying across from the man.
"Yugi!" The pharaoh pushed aside the pain, wincing as he stood and stumbled over to the boy. Yugi wasn't breathing.
"No..." The spirit looked down horrified. He had a faint idea of what to do, but respiratory resuscitation and CPR weren't common practice back in his time. He remembered seeing Yugi watch something on that colored box about it though, a ritual performed in this modern age to bring the dead back to life.
First he had to get the boy on his back. The spirit grabbed Yugi and twisted him around into the correct position, putting the boy's arms and legs straight out. The second thing was opening the mouth and making sure the tongue wasn't blocking the airways. The spirit saw that it wasn't, so he proceeded to the next step. He raised his fist and hit the child on the chest. Next came the ritual cry.
"Live darn you!" he screamed before bringing his fist back down. Was he supposed to do the pounding three or four times? The spirit started to panic as he couldn't remember, but decided to do four for good measure, screaming the ritual cry after the third hit.
Yugi still wasn't breathing, but the spirit considered that a good sign because he still had one more part of the ceremony to complete before the boy was supposed to awaken from the spirit world. He roughly grabbed Yugi by the shoulders and started shaking.
"No! You can't leave me! You can't die on me!" he said making sure to over dramatize his words. There were also supposed to be tears, and the spirit found these came easily enough. After all, if the ritual didn't work, he would lose the soul he had vowed to protect.
He stopped shaking Yugi and found the boy was still not breathing, and now the boy's faint heartbeat had stilled. The spirit went white wondering if it really had only been three hits instead of four.
"Yugi? Yugi?!" His voice became a little shriller, and the spirit pulled the body close to him, cradling the dead boy. "No..."
The spirit started crying into Yugi's soft hair. It was his fault. If he hadn't betrayed Yugi's trust, the boy wouldn't have run off and fallen into this pit. He wouldn't have died. Instead of protecting this innocent life, he had led it to chaos and death.
The puzzle around the spirit's neck started to glow, and Yugi's soon joined it. The pharaoh looked down at the bright light and put as his will and strength into his desire, pleading for whatever magic this was to help the young one. A bright sennen eye appeared on his forehead and the blackness of the cavern shied away from the unnatural sight.
When the glowing subsided, Yugi let out a small cough and took in a shuddering breath. The spirit smiled and pulled the boy closer to him. He was not about to lose his charge again.