Yami Himeko: *wipes it out of her hair* Looks like somebody likes reading this atleast.
Himeko: Arigatou, ShadowKat-Shidobukatsu for being Jade's first reviewer!
Disclaimer: Jade still does not own Yu-gi-oh!
/Hikari to Yami/
//Yami to Hikari//
Afraid of the Dark
*Himeko's POV*
The room is filled with potted flowers, and stuffed toys. The lighting was quite dim, reflecting my depression. I hug a blue stuffed bear, squeezing it tight. It makes me miss the days when I could hug my yami, when I felt this way. Something alive and warm. The door creaks as my yami opens the door to my soul room. I drop the bear and lower my head to the floor. "Yes, Yami-sama?" I say barely above a whisper. I listen to her footsteps as she walks toward me. She stops right in front of me. Her black leather boots only a few inches from my head.
"What do you think of my handiwork, little hikari?" My head snaps up from the tone in her voice.
"N-Nani?" I stutter. Yami smirks at me.
"You know, your father's 'accident?'" her voice cruel and taunting.
"You mean...you had..." I stumble over my words. She nods and her smirk grows wider.
"Meow," Her eyes change into the eyes of that same cat. There was a moment of silence, before I finally speak.
"Why?" The tears gathering in my eyes as I spoke. My hands ball into fists, and my enitire body shaking. My yami kneels down to my level.
"If you must know, my little hikari, it would be the easiest way to get to your cousin."
"My cousin, Yugi? What did he ever do to you?" My yami's eyes narrow.
"It wasn't Yugi that hurt me," she spoke with complete bitterness, "It was his yami, the pharaoh. I've waited 3000 years to pay him back, and you, my little hikari, are going to help me." I shake my head.
"No, you're going to hurt them!" I scream. She slaps my face.
"Shut up, slave!" My eyes widen. Slave, she called me slave! She grabs my shirt and pulls me close to her face. Her eyes filled with anger and rage. "Listen to me, you stupid brat! Stay close to Yugi and his yami! Get them to trust you!"
"Then, you'll take over, when their guard is down, and hurt them?" I whisper softly. She let go of my shirt.
"You'll see, little one," her voice was calmer. "Let's just say you shouldn't get attached to them. It won't hurt as much after I'm through with them." She turns and walks to my door. "One more thing," she says stopping at the door, "if you tell anyone, especially Yugi or his yami, about me...I'll condemn them to a fate much worse than death."
"Wakata, Yami-sama," I whisper. She closes the door, leaving me alone in my soul room. "Oh Ra, how did this happen?" I whisper. My body shakes uncontrollably. My arms cross over my chest as I suddenly feel a cold chill blow through me. "She used to be so nice to me..."
~Flashback~
I run home crying. I run up the stairs and throw myself on the bed. I bury my head in my pillow as tears stream down. I feel a hand on my shoulder. "What's wrong, aibou?" My yami was sitting on the bed next to me. I wrap my arms around her waist and cry into her blouse.
"All the kids at school are picking on me. They call me a freak, because I see things." Yami wraps her arms around me.
"It's okay... You're not a freak, aibou. You just have a special power that's all," she strokes my hair, "and there's nothing wrong with being special."
~End Flashback~
Yami was the mother I never had. But now, she is someone I've never seen before. "Oh Yami, what happened to you?" I whisper and break into tears.
*Yugi's POV*
"Aibou, what kind of person is Himeko?" Yami asks me. I think for a minute.
"I can't really seem to remember. It has been ten years," I say with my hand under my chin. Jiisan chuckles.
"True, it has been ten years, but it is quite surprising you'd forget a girl like her," he continues to chuckle.
//What's he talking about?// I send a mental shrug.
"Don't tell me you forgot the wasabi and pickle brine incident?" Jiisan turns toward me.
"Wasabi...brine..." I mutter and slap my hand to my forehead, "Oh yeah! I can't believe she talked me into doing that!"
"Doing what?" Yami lifts up an eyebrow.
"Himeko was quite the practical joker. She emptied all the bottles of barbecue sauce and replaced them with wasabi. When everyone bit into their meal they'd run to the water cooler which Yugi had filled with pickle brine," Jiisan explains and we all laugh, "And when her father was about to scold her..."
"She gave him these eyes," I demonstrate for Yami. He chuckles.
"I guess she got out of that safely." I nod.
"Hai, she taught me that trick, too!" I smile.
"So, she's the one I can blame for that trick," he chuckles, "Sounds like she was quite the troublemaker." I nod. I close my eyes and sit back in the black leather chair. I wonder... if she is still like that. Ten years have passed. She could have outgrown it by now. She could be much worser than she was then, or she could even be... I rub my wrists nervously and dismiss the thought. She wouldn't try that. Would she?
"Flight Los Angeles to Domino has arrived. Flight Los Angeles to Domino has arrived," the speaker calls through out the airport.
"Looks like Himeko's plane is here," Jiisan stands up. Yami and I follow. We walk to the unloading area. A few minutes later we barely see her in the crowd. She had the Mutou lightning bangs and black hair similar to Mokuba's. She was about my size, too. Looks like I'm not going to be the only short kid in school anymore.
"Hey, Himeko!" I call and wave my hand. Her head turns and she smiles. She walks over to us.
"Hey Yugi," she greets me and turns to jiisan, "Hello, grandfather."
"It's been awhile hasn't it Himeko?" She nods.
"Yes, it has," she looks at Yami for a second and looks away, "I-I'm sorry. I don't remember you."
"My name is Yami. I'm Yugi's older brother, and I wasn't able to make it to the barbecue," he holds his hand out. She slowly takes it and shakes it lightly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you," she whispers without looking at him. I cock my head. Is she scared of Yami?
*Yami's POV*
She hasn't looked at me since we shook hands. I load another one of her suitcases in the trunk. Why? I haven't given her any reason to be afraid of me. Or have I? As pharaoh, fear was one of the easiest ways to gain respect. Maybe, I still give off that air, but nobody else at school is afraid of me. Besides the bullies that used to pick on my aibou of course.
/I'm sure, she's just being shy./
//Shy? I guess that's a possibility, though from the way you described her, it wouldn't have fit in her category.//
/Yeah, but ten years have passed, and her parents are dead. People change, Yami./
//You're probably right, aibou. It's nothing to worry about.// I send a mental smile. I sit in the back of the car with Yugi, while Himeko sits in the front with jiisan. She stares blankly out the window. A few hours later...
/Yami, how much longer are you going to stare at Himeko?/
//I'm not staring, aibou.//
/She'll be fine, Yami. Don't worry too much./ A tear rolls down Himeko's cheek and she wipes it away. I hope you're right, aibou. I hope you're right.
Jade: Alright, first chapter done!
Yami Himeko: O_O I was the CAT last chapter?!
Himeko: O_O And I called you cute!
Yami Himeko: What was that?!
Himeko: Shutting up now!
Yami Himeko: *mutters Egyptian curses* Review or I'll beat my hikari some more!
Jap/Eng Guide:
Wakatta-Understood
-sama-Master, lord (used in high respect)
Wasabi-A very hot sauce in Japan
Hai-yes, yeah, yup, right
