Disclaimer: Gomen nasai for taking so freakin' long. I know a lot of you
have been looking forward to another chapter for quite some time. Honestly,
when I left off the last time with SEVEN freakin' chapters, I only had
about ten reviews. I started to feel bad about myself, so I quit the story.
Lo and behold, I come back and I have 29! Yay! That's the most I've ever
gotten in my life! Please excuse the long waiting time. I hope you're all
still loyal to this fic. And now, *deep breath*, IdonotownYu-Gi-
OhbecauseifIdidAnzuwouldbedeadandtheworldasweknowitwouldbeahappierplacebecau
seYu-Gi-Ohwouldbetheonlyshowintheuniverseandmuahahaha!
~Yugi's Perspective~
Yugi sat by the window of his second story bedroom staring out into the darkness. Rain pattered against his window, cold and unfriendly. His thoughts were now not only drifting to Seto, but also to Yami, his Aibou. his partner. If Yami couldn't find Seto, who could?
A small sigh of displeasure escaped his lips. It had been almost two weeks now since he had seen either Yami or Seto. Yugi's thoughts were brought back to the last time he saw Seto; a weak shadow of his former self. scared. Alone. Just all together sick. He couldn't stand it. He wanted to pull Seto close; to tell him it would all be alright. But the way things were going, he might never see him again.
Yugi pulled his knees up against his chest, suppressing a sob that wanted desperately to emerge from his throat. He choked back the tears that were forming at the corners of his deep purple eyes. It hurt so badly. Quietly he picked up the phone again and dialed Yami's cell phone number. It rang a few times, but nobody answered.
It had been like this for three days. Nobody answered. Yugi had the awful feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him nobody would ever answer. Burying his face in his light-blue pillow, he started to sob openly, his shaking form fading into the darkness of the winter night.
~Seto's Perspective~
"What. what the hell do you want?!" Seto whispered scathingly to this strange man in front of him. He trembled, his eyes filled with fear. But no. he couldn't let this man see that he was afraid. That only made him a target. Where did he learn that.?
"Seto. it's me. Yami. Don't you remember? Don't you remember Yugi, Jonouchi, Honda, the others? What about Domino City? Mokuba?" Yami pressed, trying to get some form of response. But none came; only a heated argument resulted from his pressuring.
"Look, mister. I don't know who you are. I don't even know who I am, but I'm pretty sure I can take you!" Seto growled, standing up. He raised his fists in anger. The man took a step backwards, lifting his hands up to his face, preparing to defend himself. Suddenly, Seto stopped. He just felt as if he couldn't do it. He could not bring himself to hit the stranger.
Seto was about to back off. and then something hit him from behind. A sharp pain seared through his head as he fell to his knees and collapsed, unconscious.
~Yami's Perspective~
Yes! He had finally found Seto! Yami was sure it was him. It had to be! Seriously, how many grown men ran around in white trenchcoats and were about six feet tall? Yami approached him anxiously, smiling whole- heartedly. However, he stopped in his tracks upon seeing the look of terror on Seto's face.
"What. what the hell do you want?!" Seto rumbled at him. His eyes were filled with fear, but his face clearly showed vicious anger. Yami stood still, afraid to approach any further. He gave Seto a gentle smile, not wanting to do any permanent damage.
"Seto. it's me. Yami. Don't you remember? Don't you remember Yugi, Jonouchi, Honda, the others? What about Domino City? Mokuba?" he asked softly. Yami thought for sure that this would at least make Seto less hostile. He wanted to somehow jar his memory; to make him understand. But instead, Seto began to talk heatedly, his voice filled with venom.
"Look, mister. I don't know who you are. I don't even know who I am, but I'm pretty sure I can take you!" he yelled, standing up to his full height. Yami stepped back, trembling a bit. Seto raised his fists in anger, seeming ready to strike at any second. Yami hid his face with his hands, preparing to block any punches that flew his way. But none came.
Upon opening his eyes, Yami saw Seto frozen, staring wide-eyed at him. Yami smiled, thinking that Seto had finally regained his memory. Instead, Seto fell forward onto his knees. He stared up at Yami for a few seconds, then collapsed, unconscious on the ground. Yami gasped as a figure began to emerge from the darkness. From the looks of things, Yami had gotten both he and Seto into worlds of trouble.
I know I know. it's pretty lame at the moment. It'll get better, I promise. Also, if you hadn't read it in my review, I've started a new fic called "Lucky You; Lucky Me". I'd be ever so happy if you'd take a look and tell me what you think. ^_^ *pleadingly* Please, I'm REALLY trying hard to make this new story work! It's a Yami/Bakura fic that has to do with their past and the burning of Bakura's village, KuruEruna. Perhaps some yaoi in later chapters. *smirk*
~Yugi's Perspective~
Yugi sat by the window of his second story bedroom staring out into the darkness. Rain pattered against his window, cold and unfriendly. His thoughts were now not only drifting to Seto, but also to Yami, his Aibou. his partner. If Yami couldn't find Seto, who could?
A small sigh of displeasure escaped his lips. It had been almost two weeks now since he had seen either Yami or Seto. Yugi's thoughts were brought back to the last time he saw Seto; a weak shadow of his former self. scared. Alone. Just all together sick. He couldn't stand it. He wanted to pull Seto close; to tell him it would all be alright. But the way things were going, he might never see him again.
Yugi pulled his knees up against his chest, suppressing a sob that wanted desperately to emerge from his throat. He choked back the tears that were forming at the corners of his deep purple eyes. It hurt so badly. Quietly he picked up the phone again and dialed Yami's cell phone number. It rang a few times, but nobody answered.
It had been like this for three days. Nobody answered. Yugi had the awful feeling in the pit of his stomach that told him nobody would ever answer. Burying his face in his light-blue pillow, he started to sob openly, his shaking form fading into the darkness of the winter night.
~Seto's Perspective~
"What. what the hell do you want?!" Seto whispered scathingly to this strange man in front of him. He trembled, his eyes filled with fear. But no. he couldn't let this man see that he was afraid. That only made him a target. Where did he learn that.?
"Seto. it's me. Yami. Don't you remember? Don't you remember Yugi, Jonouchi, Honda, the others? What about Domino City? Mokuba?" Yami pressed, trying to get some form of response. But none came; only a heated argument resulted from his pressuring.
"Look, mister. I don't know who you are. I don't even know who I am, but I'm pretty sure I can take you!" Seto growled, standing up. He raised his fists in anger. The man took a step backwards, lifting his hands up to his face, preparing to defend himself. Suddenly, Seto stopped. He just felt as if he couldn't do it. He could not bring himself to hit the stranger.
Seto was about to back off. and then something hit him from behind. A sharp pain seared through his head as he fell to his knees and collapsed, unconscious.
~Yami's Perspective~
Yes! He had finally found Seto! Yami was sure it was him. It had to be! Seriously, how many grown men ran around in white trenchcoats and were about six feet tall? Yami approached him anxiously, smiling whole- heartedly. However, he stopped in his tracks upon seeing the look of terror on Seto's face.
"What. what the hell do you want?!" Seto rumbled at him. His eyes were filled with fear, but his face clearly showed vicious anger. Yami stood still, afraid to approach any further. He gave Seto a gentle smile, not wanting to do any permanent damage.
"Seto. it's me. Yami. Don't you remember? Don't you remember Yugi, Jonouchi, Honda, the others? What about Domino City? Mokuba?" he asked softly. Yami thought for sure that this would at least make Seto less hostile. He wanted to somehow jar his memory; to make him understand. But instead, Seto began to talk heatedly, his voice filled with venom.
"Look, mister. I don't know who you are. I don't even know who I am, but I'm pretty sure I can take you!" he yelled, standing up to his full height. Yami stepped back, trembling a bit. Seto raised his fists in anger, seeming ready to strike at any second. Yami hid his face with his hands, preparing to block any punches that flew his way. But none came.
Upon opening his eyes, Yami saw Seto frozen, staring wide-eyed at him. Yami smiled, thinking that Seto had finally regained his memory. Instead, Seto fell forward onto his knees. He stared up at Yami for a few seconds, then collapsed, unconscious on the ground. Yami gasped as a figure began to emerge from the darkness. From the looks of things, Yami had gotten both he and Seto into worlds of trouble.
I know I know. it's pretty lame at the moment. It'll get better, I promise. Also, if you hadn't read it in my review, I've started a new fic called "Lucky You; Lucky Me". I'd be ever so happy if you'd take a look and tell me what you think. ^_^ *pleadingly* Please, I'm REALLY trying hard to make this new story work! It's a Yami/Bakura fic that has to do with their past and the burning of Bakura's village, KuruEruna. Perhaps some yaoi in later chapters. *smirk*