Again, I thank all of you who reviewed my story. I know it takes time and I love you all for it!! I haven't gotten a chance to read them yet because ff.net hasn't been working at my house all weekend. Hopefully it will be working on Monday. *blows kisses* MWAH!!
And I guess now I have some explaining to do about why I changed the story's title. Yesterday (which means Thursday… .) I bought Evanescene's CD and I fell in love with it. The song on there My Immortal hit me and gave me the perfect way to end the story. (and it kinda fit, seeing as Yami is Yugi's immortal…n.n) So I'm apologizing now to those who don't like Evanescene, because that CD is basically a sound track to this story. Oh yeah, the song Haunted also gave me an idea for a story which I hope will be the next story I write. If not, oh well, I'll get it out eventually.
And lastly, I ask you for more reviews!! I love hearing from you. And if you want to flame, be my guest! I always read my reviews with an open mind. And if you write something that offends me, I'll ignore it!! Ha ha!!
o.O…
My Immortal
CHAPTER THREE: STAY
"You say I only hear what I want to
You say I talk so all the time so
And I thought what I felt was simple
And I thought that I don't belong
And now that I am leaving
Now I know that I did something wrong
Cause I missed you,
Yeah, yeah, I missed you.
And you say I only hear what I want to
I don't listen hard
Don't pay attention
To the distance that you're running
To anyone, anywhere
I don't understand if you really care,
I'm only hearing negative
No, no, no, comeback…"
~Stay- By: Lisa Loeb~
This time, when Yami forced his eyes open, the pain lay dormant in the back of his head. Slowly testing his limits, he sat up and was temporarily set back by a wave of dizziness. When it passed, he was able to take in his new surroundings.
He sat in the center of a large, plush bed. With a grimace, he noticed that some blood stained the once clean, white sheets. The walls were a light shade of baby blue. The whole room was seemingly unflawed.
"Where the hell am I?" He murmured.
"I can assure its not hell."
Yami's head snapped in the direction of the new voice, causing his vision to waver and his head to swim. He buried his head in his hands and groaned. Suddenly the owner of the voice was at his side, gently urging him to take deep breaths. When Yami was finally able to open his eyes, that fading headache was becoming a dull throb. He glanced up and met the blue eyes of the woman who had saved him, Janie.
"Better now?" She asked. When Yami nodded, she grinned. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."
"It's okay." Yami's deep voice was slightly hoarse from not being used in a while. "It's not like I could hold anything against you. You saved me last night."
Janie threw her head back and laughed. It shocked Yami so, that he leaned away from the cackling woman.
"That's right." She finally gasped, calming down. "I'm an angel, right?"
"I don't know." Yami answered her as truthfully as he could. "I'm not quiet sure what an angel is. I was told that they're people that save others. But you saved me and said you weren't an angel, so I guess who every told me that wasn't exactly right either."
Janie ran a hand through her streaked hair and stared at Yami quizzically. He was such a strange man. She found him on the sidewalk, beaten half to death with no form of ID, and he thinks she's the mysterious one, the mystical being. He knew her name and was in her spare bed, but she didn't even know his name.
"Before we continue this conversation, let me ask you this." She leaned back in the bed so that she was resting all her weight on her elbows. "What's your name? Seeing as you know mine it's only fair that I know yours."
"Yami." He told her.
Yami…darkness. Janie figured it fit him. After all, he did cover the tall-dark-and-handsome stereotype.
"Well Yami." She glanced at him with her crystal blue eyes. "Where did you come from? You couldn't have fallen out of the sky. Unfortunately God doesn't work that way. What were you doing on the street looking as though you had just pissed off the mob?"
Yami sat back and closed his crimson eyes. He had been on the street because he was chasing the man that had tried to steal the key to his existence. And it was all because his aibou was upset with him and probably wouldn't care if he never saw Yami's face again. He fought back the wave of grief that flooded him at the thought of Yugi just shrugging when he realized that Yami had taken off.
"I was chasing someone who tried to steal something from me," Yami decided to tell the half-truth; it sounded saner. "His friends attacked me and left me on the street to die because I didn't have what they wanted."
Janie frowned and watched as Yami continued to replay the fight and his attacking the thief in his mind. He seemed to be struggling with his emotions.
"Well, why don't we get you out of that bed and get you home?" She suggested.
Yami's eyes snapped open and he set a pair of sorrowful crimson eyes on Janie. Eyes like that could cause your heart to break just looking at them.
"I'm not wanted at home." He whispered. "I don't think I'd be welcomed back and I'm not ready to face that rejection yet. Maybe in a few days I can take it on, but not yet."
Janie nodded in agreement and as an apology for bringing up that sad memory. Yami was off in his own world, thinking about what he had done to his aibou. Maybe Yugi had been right; maybe he didn't pay enough attention to Yugi's needs. Maybe it had been all about him, him, him. He didn't really show Yugi that he cared about him being tired that day, he had only heard the negative, Yugi passing up an easy duel. And Yugi was right about another thing, Yami could duel all day and be tired out. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if Yami did stay away.
"Earth to Yami!"
Yami jerked back to reality when Janie called out his name. He looked up at her and saw that she was now standing front of him, hands on her hips. Her crystal blue eyes stared at him in defiance.
"Yes?" He asked, almost afraid to hear the wrath that she would fire down on him.
"I said, that doesn't mean we can't go out and enjoy the day, right?" She repeated the question that Yami must have missed hearing. "And then tonight we can go see about getting you back home, if you're ready that is."
Yami sat back and thought it over. A day would help him regain his strength lost when he got attacked. And maybe he could think of a way to apologize to Yugi and go back home. That's what he really needed to feel one hundred percent again. He needed to be reunited with his aibou and the puzzle.
"Okay." He said, getting up out of the bed. "Let's go out. I need some fresh air."
~*~
Yugi had turned his room upside down in hopes of finding a clue to where Yami had gone. He couldn't have just packed up and left with the puzzle with out Yugi feeling the sudden loss. Which either meant he hadn't been taken by force, or he hadn't planned on leaving permanently? Yugi had his head buried in his closet when Joey's voice startled him.
"YUGI!!" Joey's thick Brooklyn accent was hard to miss (AN: I don't write in dialect because I feel it makes it harder for some people to read the story more fluently, so just use your imagination, you know what Joey's voice sounds like.)
"Yeah Joey?" Yugi's voice was quiet, weighted down by depression.
"I think I found something you might find very appealing." Joey answered, pulling himself out from underneath Yugi's bed. He held something gold up over his head and grinned as the gold trinket swayed on its chain.
Yugi's eyes grew wide as he jumped to his feet. He charged at his friend and grabbed the necklace from Joey's outstretched hands. Clutching it to his chest, Yugi began to cry lightly.
"My puzzle." He whispered. He had almost lost it once, when he was fool enough to hand it over to Bandit Keith who had shattered. Yugi had almost lost Yami then, and he never wanted to do it again.
"Yugi?" Tea whispered, her and Tristan appeared from the corners of the room they were searching in. Yugi hardly looked up to acknowledge her. "Yugi, is Yami in there."
This caused Yugi's attention to rest fully on Tea. He knew he had the puzzle, but he didn't know if he had Yami back. He quickly slipped the puzzle on and retreated to his soul room. His friends watched as his eyes glazed over.
The halls of his mind were dark, and the door to Yami's soul room was shut. Yugi approached it with the same fear he had approached his own door last night. He had spent the night in his Grandpa's arms until he cried himself to sleep. Now he relived that all while he turned the knob to Yami's room. Pushing it open he glanced inside and saw that no one was inside. He was gone. Yugi's eyes filled with tears as he glanced around the room and saw no clues to where Yami was. The walls were black with angry red swirls swimming across its surfaces. A slip of paper suddenly floated towards Yugi's feet. He bent to pick it up and saw writing on it. When he read it all the color drained from his face.
In Yami's handwriting were the words: 'I'm sorry, aibou, so sorry.'
Suddenly the room was filled with these papers, swirling about him in a frenzied tornado of apologizes. Yugi stumbled back out of Yami's room and almost cried out when the door slammed shut. With sudden clarity he realized he was wrapped up in Joey's arms and he was trembling.
"J-Joey?" He asked.
Joey jumped as if he hadn't expected to hear Yugi speak.
"God, Yug'." He gasped (AN: I guess I kinda lied about the dialect. Joey will call him Yug' cause I think the dialect there makes for a cute nickname n.n) "Yug' what happened? One minute you were roaming your mind and the next you were in a heap on the floor, crying and shaking. I had to hold you or you were going to hurt yourself!"
Yugi's eyes filled with fresh tears as he looked at his three best friends.
"He's not there." Yugi told them. "Yami's not in there. And his room is full of papers that say 'I'm sorry, aibou.' I don't know where he is and what he's thinking, but I'm scared for him. I have to find him!"
"Then let's go!" Joey helped the rattled Yugi to his feet. "With the four of us we can find Yami faster and bring him home!"
Yugi smiled half-heartedly at his best friend and followed him to the door. He was still upset, but somewhat relieved. With Joey, Tristan, and Tea with him, he knew they could find Yami. He just hoped his soul room wasn't a sign towards any trouble he could be in.