Chapter III - Sweet Devastated Life
Exodia had slowly dozed off against the stone pilar his deck partially from his hand onto the ground, eventhough the pose he slept in wasn't very comfortable, he seemed to sleep very deep. Yami walked outside slowly, his cape flowing in the soft breeze, it was dark but he didn't seem to mind much. 'I can't believe that that woman spoke so badly about Exodia's family.How could she say that the messenger from last week carried the plague from West Luxor to our grounds. Such accusement.', in his line of thoughts he didn't pay attention to where he set his feet. Untill a scream woke him from the thoughts.
"AHH MY HAND!!", a boy screamed as he immediately pulled his hand away from what stepped on it before. Yami startled and stared at the boy on the steps of his palace, "Exodia! You're still here!", he said as he immediately pulled the boy up and smiled at him. Exodia shrugged and sighed as he reached for his deck on the ground, "I'm still here but I don't feel so well lately."
Yami tilted his head and stared into usually so lively green eyes, "What is it Exodia, don't tell me it's something bad.". The boy raised his head at the pharaoh and showed the tears he had build up, "I believe it's not good Yami, my father is forbidding me to play the Shadow Games, but there's no reason to.I managed to escape from the palace and somehow take my Deck with me. I don't want to quit it now.", he said softly, "And I'm not going back home. I was hoping I could stay with you for a while, but that woman kind of.", he swallowed and looked away.
The young pharaoh sighed and let his shoulders hang a bit, placing his hand under Exodia's chin and holding his head up to him letting their eyes meet hastely. "You can stay here for a while, I'm sure my mother doesn't mind much, she likes you so it'll be ok.", Yami said as he smiled faintly at the boy. Exodia tried to avoid looking into Yami's eyes and nodded a little, "Thank you, Yami.".
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Inside Yami immediately escorted Exodia to a guestroom, "I hope this is good enough for a future Pharaoh of West-Luxor?", he brought on a somewhat over polite way. Exodia chuckled and walked towards the bed sitting down slowly and staring out of the window. Yami almost admired the boy but slowly shook his thoughts away as he sat down next to him. "What are you looking at Exodia?", he asked whispering.
The boy didn't speak a word untill only a few minutes later, "Nothing in particular, just staring I suppose, wondering if there were still people awake. Maybe trying to see West Luxor from here.". Yami rose from the bed and slowly ran a reassuring hand through Exodia's thick black hair, "I'll see you tomorrow, oh and Exodia. don't let that woman get to you, she says more strange things.", Yami spoke as he walked out of the room quietly, his every move followed by Exodia's green eyes.
It took a while before the young boy finally fell asleep, a strange figure on the wall kept him awake and puzzled for a long time. It seemed shapeshift with every breeze of the wind and change of lightpoint. After Exodia turned his head away from it he seemed to be getting some rest when he finally fell into a deeper state of sleep.
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The next morning Exodia opened his eyes he was staring directly into deep violet eyes, waking up from the rocking of his body he rubbed his eyes and noticed he was awoken by Yami who sat smiling next to his bed, "Exodia, you overslept horribly, breakfast was 2 hours ago!", he said chuckling a bit, "I tried to wake you 3 times allready.", he added to it.
Exodia rose from the bed slowy and forced a smile, "I hope I didn't miss much then?", he asked with a slight broken voice. Yami shook his head and rose from the ground, "I'll let the servants make you something.". The boy rose from the bed and waited for Yami to leave the room to start dressing himself. Looking in the mirror at his mark under his left-eye he sighed and ran his fingers over the thin gold plates forming a half dragon- fly.
'Dragonflies. Scarabs. Cobra's, cats, falcons, hawks. What's the difference asif a mark of an animal should proclaim you good or bad. spreading a dissease or ruling a country. My family and blood line ruled over West- Luxor for so many years, that woman had no right calling me what she did, I'm not that. I . am I.', sighing he turned away from the mirror and walked out of the room before he took one last glare outside the window.
Yami had let his servants get him a light meal consisting of bread some fruits and coconut milk, served on a pure silver and gold plated dish. Exodia forced another smile at Yami, his head wasn't at the entire idea that it was served to richely. "Exodia, you seem so distant lately, is anything wrong?", Yami said as he sat down on the opposite of the room. "I'm not completely sure how I should feel, I think the best description for my life as it is and will be. Devastated.", he said while toying with a piece of fruit before he put it in his mouth and lay his eyes on the young pharaoh again.
"Exodia, does it have to do something with that woman again?", Yami asked tilting his head a little. The boy stared at him and put another piece of fruit in his mouth, "She was right however.". The pharaoh interupted him, "She's not right Exodia! Don't believe such nonsense, you're not a spreader of the plague!". Exodia looked away, "My mother. she's ill, catched the plague somehow. She's dying, and my father, he's forbidding me to play the game I like to kill my time with.", he sighed.
Yami shook his head and leaned over the table grabbing the young boy's hands and holding them tightly, "Listen to me, Exodia. Your father isn't doing that because he's teasing you, he's worried about you. Remember what I told you when you were 8 years old?", he asked the boy. "I remember.", Exodia replied softly. "Yes, good. Dueling the way the grown-ups do is VERY dangerous, you shouldn't be dueling that way yet, and I'm sure your father is forbidding Duel Monsters for the same reason, he wants to hold you from using the same dark forces.".
Exodia closed his eyes and sighed, "Then what should I do, it's not like we have much to do these days. The weather is to hot to really just play outside, even in the shadow you melt away.". Yami smiled and ran his hand past the boy's jawline and sat back again, "You can do other things inside the palace, but maybe you should study a bit for your crowing aswell, you'll be a pharaoh too one day, remember?". The boy nodded and shrugged, "I know. I'm just feeling strange because of my mother I think.". Yami leaned back in his chair and stared at a servant, "Please go send a message to Ameniuy to ask him if Chionne is okay, return swiftly!", he said as he smiled back at Exodia, seeming to cheer up a bit now.
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The following day's evening the servant returned to Yami bringing him the news about Exodia's mother. The pharaoh had stared out of a window clueless for atleast an hour, not knowing what to say to Exodia, to wake him up or to let him sleep and tell him the next morning. He knew that it might be true, and Exodia was carrying the disease but he couldn't possibly let his friend down. Sighing he decided to wake him up.
"Exodia.?", he softly shook the sleeping body from it's slumber calling his name quietly. It took a while before he woke up and had fully focussed eyes on Yami, "What is it..?", he asked still a bit sleepy. Yami sighed and swallowed, "The messenger just returned. your mother died this morning, I'm sorry that he couldn't bring you this news any faster.". The boy's eyes widened as they filled with tears rapidly, "She.allready died?!", he said raising his voice a little.
The pharaoh nodded and sighed whiping away the tears that ran down from the green eyes, futile. Tears kept running down from the usually beautifull eyes, as he curled up needing something against his body for the time being. Yami stared at the boy, blinking slowly he wrapped his arms around him and held him tightly against his own body, "There there, she will be honored Exodia, don't worry about her.", he said softly as he ran his hands through the black hair. "Why do they have to take these things from me. Why can't I live a normal life. Why.", the boy sobbed as he held his head to Yami's robe tightly.
Yami rubbed his back consorting him, knowing it probably didn't work much anyway. "Life isn't always as easy as it seems, everyone wishes it to be a little less ruthless sometimes, but we can't have it all, not even a pharaoh's life is perfect Exodia, if my life was perfect. then you wouldn't have to cry like this, or be hurt so badly.", he spoke as he closed his eyes and breathed softly. Exodia quieted down a little, stopping the heavy shaking and rain of tears slowly. Exhausted from the crying and all the things that had happened the last few days, he fell slowly asleep in Yami's arms, hoping the nightmares'd leave him alone tonight.
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Exodia had slowly dozed off against the stone pilar his deck partially from his hand onto the ground, eventhough the pose he slept in wasn't very comfortable, he seemed to sleep very deep. Yami walked outside slowly, his cape flowing in the soft breeze, it was dark but he didn't seem to mind much. 'I can't believe that that woman spoke so badly about Exodia's family.How could she say that the messenger from last week carried the plague from West Luxor to our grounds. Such accusement.', in his line of thoughts he didn't pay attention to where he set his feet. Untill a scream woke him from the thoughts.
"AHH MY HAND!!", a boy screamed as he immediately pulled his hand away from what stepped on it before. Yami startled and stared at the boy on the steps of his palace, "Exodia! You're still here!", he said as he immediately pulled the boy up and smiled at him. Exodia shrugged and sighed as he reached for his deck on the ground, "I'm still here but I don't feel so well lately."
Yami tilted his head and stared into usually so lively green eyes, "What is it Exodia, don't tell me it's something bad.". The boy raised his head at the pharaoh and showed the tears he had build up, "I believe it's not good Yami, my father is forbidding me to play the Shadow Games, but there's no reason to.I managed to escape from the palace and somehow take my Deck with me. I don't want to quit it now.", he said softly, "And I'm not going back home. I was hoping I could stay with you for a while, but that woman kind of.", he swallowed and looked away.
The young pharaoh sighed and let his shoulders hang a bit, placing his hand under Exodia's chin and holding his head up to him letting their eyes meet hastely. "You can stay here for a while, I'm sure my mother doesn't mind much, she likes you so it'll be ok.", Yami said as he smiled faintly at the boy. Exodia tried to avoid looking into Yami's eyes and nodded a little, "Thank you, Yami.".
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Inside Yami immediately escorted Exodia to a guestroom, "I hope this is good enough for a future Pharaoh of West-Luxor?", he brought on a somewhat over polite way. Exodia chuckled and walked towards the bed sitting down slowly and staring out of the window. Yami almost admired the boy but slowly shook his thoughts away as he sat down next to him. "What are you looking at Exodia?", he asked whispering.
The boy didn't speak a word untill only a few minutes later, "Nothing in particular, just staring I suppose, wondering if there were still people awake. Maybe trying to see West Luxor from here.". Yami rose from the bed and slowly ran a reassuring hand through Exodia's thick black hair, "I'll see you tomorrow, oh and Exodia. don't let that woman get to you, she says more strange things.", Yami spoke as he walked out of the room quietly, his every move followed by Exodia's green eyes.
It took a while before the young boy finally fell asleep, a strange figure on the wall kept him awake and puzzled for a long time. It seemed shapeshift with every breeze of the wind and change of lightpoint. After Exodia turned his head away from it he seemed to be getting some rest when he finally fell into a deeper state of sleep.
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The next morning Exodia opened his eyes he was staring directly into deep violet eyes, waking up from the rocking of his body he rubbed his eyes and noticed he was awoken by Yami who sat smiling next to his bed, "Exodia, you overslept horribly, breakfast was 2 hours ago!", he said chuckling a bit, "I tried to wake you 3 times allready.", he added to it.
Exodia rose from the bed slowy and forced a smile, "I hope I didn't miss much then?", he asked with a slight broken voice. Yami shook his head and rose from the ground, "I'll let the servants make you something.". The boy rose from the bed and waited for Yami to leave the room to start dressing himself. Looking in the mirror at his mark under his left-eye he sighed and ran his fingers over the thin gold plates forming a half dragon- fly.
'Dragonflies. Scarabs. Cobra's, cats, falcons, hawks. What's the difference asif a mark of an animal should proclaim you good or bad. spreading a dissease or ruling a country. My family and blood line ruled over West- Luxor for so many years, that woman had no right calling me what she did, I'm not that. I . am I.', sighing he turned away from the mirror and walked out of the room before he took one last glare outside the window.
Yami had let his servants get him a light meal consisting of bread some fruits and coconut milk, served on a pure silver and gold plated dish. Exodia forced another smile at Yami, his head wasn't at the entire idea that it was served to richely. "Exodia, you seem so distant lately, is anything wrong?", Yami said as he sat down on the opposite of the room. "I'm not completely sure how I should feel, I think the best description for my life as it is and will be. Devastated.", he said while toying with a piece of fruit before he put it in his mouth and lay his eyes on the young pharaoh again.
"Exodia, does it have to do something with that woman again?", Yami asked tilting his head a little. The boy stared at him and put another piece of fruit in his mouth, "She was right however.". The pharaoh interupted him, "She's not right Exodia! Don't believe such nonsense, you're not a spreader of the plague!". Exodia looked away, "My mother. she's ill, catched the plague somehow. She's dying, and my father, he's forbidding me to play the game I like to kill my time with.", he sighed.
Yami shook his head and leaned over the table grabbing the young boy's hands and holding them tightly, "Listen to me, Exodia. Your father isn't doing that because he's teasing you, he's worried about you. Remember what I told you when you were 8 years old?", he asked the boy. "I remember.", Exodia replied softly. "Yes, good. Dueling the way the grown-ups do is VERY dangerous, you shouldn't be dueling that way yet, and I'm sure your father is forbidding Duel Monsters for the same reason, he wants to hold you from using the same dark forces.".
Exodia closed his eyes and sighed, "Then what should I do, it's not like we have much to do these days. The weather is to hot to really just play outside, even in the shadow you melt away.". Yami smiled and ran his hand past the boy's jawline and sat back again, "You can do other things inside the palace, but maybe you should study a bit for your crowing aswell, you'll be a pharaoh too one day, remember?". The boy nodded and shrugged, "I know. I'm just feeling strange because of my mother I think.". Yami leaned back in his chair and stared at a servant, "Please go send a message to Ameniuy to ask him if Chionne is okay, return swiftly!", he said as he smiled back at Exodia, seeming to cheer up a bit now.
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The following day's evening the servant returned to Yami bringing him the news about Exodia's mother. The pharaoh had stared out of a window clueless for atleast an hour, not knowing what to say to Exodia, to wake him up or to let him sleep and tell him the next morning. He knew that it might be true, and Exodia was carrying the disease but he couldn't possibly let his friend down. Sighing he decided to wake him up.
"Exodia.?", he softly shook the sleeping body from it's slumber calling his name quietly. It took a while before he woke up and had fully focussed eyes on Yami, "What is it..?", he asked still a bit sleepy. Yami sighed and swallowed, "The messenger just returned. your mother died this morning, I'm sorry that he couldn't bring you this news any faster.". The boy's eyes widened as they filled with tears rapidly, "She.allready died?!", he said raising his voice a little.
The pharaoh nodded and sighed whiping away the tears that ran down from the green eyes, futile. Tears kept running down from the usually beautifull eyes, as he curled up needing something against his body for the time being. Yami stared at the boy, blinking slowly he wrapped his arms around him and held him tightly against his own body, "There there, she will be honored Exodia, don't worry about her.", he said softly as he ran his hands through the black hair. "Why do they have to take these things from me. Why can't I live a normal life. Why.", the boy sobbed as he held his head to Yami's robe tightly.
Yami rubbed his back consorting him, knowing it probably didn't work much anyway. "Life isn't always as easy as it seems, everyone wishes it to be a little less ruthless sometimes, but we can't have it all, not even a pharaoh's life is perfect Exodia, if my life was perfect. then you wouldn't have to cry like this, or be hurt so badly.", he spoke as he closed his eyes and breathed softly. Exodia quieted down a little, stopping the heavy shaking and rain of tears slowly. Exhausted from the crying and all the things that had happened the last few days, he fell slowly asleep in Yami's arms, hoping the nightmares'd leave him alone tonight.
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