Difinity: *sigh*
Yami and Yugi: .________________.
Difinity: Wow, lots of people liked chapter 13 guys!
Yami: Gee I wonder why…
Difinity: *whacks Yami* Don't be smart
Yami: @_@
Yugi: Ne, daijabou desu ka, Yami?
Yami: @.@
Difinity: Ne, he's out ^o^;;
Yugi: *big watery chibi eyes*
Difinity: o_o
Yami: *falls over*
Yugi: *starts crying*
Difinity: O_O Iie! Don't cry Yugi!
Yugi: T-T-T-Then w-w-why did you hi-hit Yami?
Yami: Yeah Dif, why DID you hit me?
Difinity: o_o Uh…
Yami: I thought so *whacks Difinity*
Difinity: *falls over* @.@
Seto: And the insanity continues…
Ryou: *cheerfully* Hi Seto!
Seto: O_O;;;; *BLUSH* [Yes I DO like the Seto/Ryou coupling! ^O^]
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't. *sigh*
Note: This story contains Yaoi, shounen-ai, Anzu bashing, and all that good stuff. If you don't like it, then why are you here? No offence to all the Anzu fans out there! ^O^
'…' is thinking "…" is speaking
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Land of Forever
By: Difinity
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Yugi stood by the doorway as he gazed at Yami, who waved back and smiled warmly as he approached his car. The driver opened the door, and the ruby-eyed boy stepped into the vehicle smoothly, his gaze never leaving Yugi's flushed face. The driver shut the door, blocking the strong connection between the two boys. Yugi sighed as he saw the car start up, and slowly drive away into the distance. The dazed amethyst-eyed boy lingered in the doorway for a few moments, not noticing the knowing look his grandfather was giving him. The old man smiled sheepishly, knowing fully well what was going on.
"Did you have a good time, Yugi?" Sugoroku asked, half startling the boy into reality. Yugi glanced back at his grandfather before walking leisurely to his room.
"Uh huh," Yugi replied. His grandfather followed him to the foot of the stairs.
"Are you going to bed?" he asked.
"Uh huh…," Yugi replied again. Sugoroku had to place his hand over his mouth to prevent him from chuckling out loud. His grandson seemed dazed and out of it, but the old man smiled brightly. He heard Yugi shut his bedroom door softly, then listening to the soft thump as Yugi flopped on his bed.
Sugoroku chuckled to himself, walking towards the living room, shutting off all the lights. The house was now dark and nearly empty, but the atmosphere contrasted with its appearance. Sugoroku walked to his room, but took a lingering look at the bedroom door of his grandson. He chuckled again.
"My my, Yugi," he said softly, smiling to himself. "You've fallen in love."
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Yugi carelessly flopped on his bed, his mind searching for the answers to the questions that have long bombarded his heart. Every time he thought of happiness, Yami's face flashed in his mind. Every time he thought of love, Yami would always be the first thing he would think of. Was it really happening? Was this real? Yugi blinked, a sense of reality hitting him, putting everything into perspective, and righting all the wrongs.
He loved Yami.
A furious red blush spread across the small boy's face, believing that his thoughts were misleading him. Yugi turned around, sighing, shutting his eyes briefly, going back to the moment when Yami had tenderly kissed his tear away without any hesitation. The warm, perfect feeling of having Yami's strong arms around him, shielding him from every threat, every evil in the world. Nothing else had mattered at that moment, it was just him and Yami, dancing together slowly. Yugi clutched at the bed covers, tears pooling in his eyes.
"I…," he whispered.
He turned around again, facing the window, glancing out at the quiet fall night. Had it been so long ago that he met Yami? Since the spring that he arrived, to the now cold but warm fall night, how did he fall for the boy? When did his heart fly into Yami's hands, to protect it and treasure it forever? The world outside seemed unreal, to perfectly in place to even think that confusion would exist anywhere.
If Yugi loved him, then why was he feeling this way?
"Why can't I accept it? Why can't I realize that it's the truth?" Yugi said softly to himself.
The small boy lay there for a few minutes, contemplating.
'Because you are afraid' he thought finally. 'You're afraid that Yami won't love you' The cold thought gripped at Yugi's heart, his deepest fear revealed. A sharp pain stung within, his face crumbling at the horrible thought. But then again, it wasn't Yugi's place to tell Yami who he should love. Only Yami could decide that, and in time, Yugi would know the answer for sure. Yugi clutched his pillow to his chest, sighing deeply, thinking back on the soft looks Yami would give him. Hope bubbled in Yugi's heart as he thought that maybe, just maybe, Yami felt the same way.
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"Oi. WHY did the teacher have to give us a homework assignment for our break!?" Yami complained, looking out the window. Yugi sighed happily, gazing at the ruby-eyed boy, not paying much attention to what he was saying.
"Oh I don't know, but, we could work on them together, right?" Yugi asked, hopeful. Yami looked over at him, eyes bright, a genuine smile on his lips. He nodded, looking up at the clock. The taller boy stood, stretching. Yugi blushed slightly, looking away. Yami walked over into the hallway, but poked his head back into his room. Yugi blinked, cutely, and Yami grinned.
"I'm just going to run some errand. I'll be back in a bit. You can go and look around if you want to," Yami offered. "I'll be right back." He winked and gave Yugi a thumbs up before he wandered off. Yugi sat on Yami's bed, alone in the spacious room. He glanced around nervously before he stood and decided to look around the home, not really liking to be alone. He looked around, passing many rooms in the large hallway. He stopped short when he heard the faint sound of a piano. The curious boy crept closer and closer towards the lovely sound, admiring the professionalism of it. The melody was sweet and slow, but hinted a bit of sorrowful longing. Like a dream too far to be able to reach, but still in the dreamer's heart.
The sound grew stronger, and Yugi continued to follow it. He stopped at two large doors, the sound coming from the room inside. The door was ajar, just enough so Yugi could peek inside. Yami's mother sat in the middle of the large room, playing a grand piano. She sat straight, and her eyes never left her music, her delicate hands gracefully pressing each key, producing a heavenly sound. Yugi stepped inside the room, mesmerized.
"Ah! Yugi-chan!" Mrs. Mutou exclaimed happily once she caught sight of the timid boy. "Yami has gone to run his errand, yes?" she asked. Yugi nodded, keeping his hands behind his back. Mrs. Mutou tilted her head to the side, woe flickering in her eyes momentarily. She studied the boy for a moment. "What are you thinking about, Yugi-chan?"
Yugi blinked. "Ano…," he said. "I kind of wanted to ask you a question."
"Me?"
"H-Hai. I would ask my own mother but…," Yugi said, sadness creeping over him.
"Go on, honey," she said softly, seeing the grief that pooled in Yugi's amethyst eyes. "Ask me anything." Yugi looked up gratefully, knowing he needed to know this.
"How do you tell someone you love them?"
Mrs. Mutou's eyes widened slightly, but then softened as she took in the innocence of the question. Yugi looked around, avoiding her gaze, obviously embarrassed by what he had just asked. She thought for a moment, needing to sort out what she was going to say. Yugi quickly looked at her, but then glanced away, his pale cheeks glowing pink.
"Tell me Yugi-chan," she said. "Do you love someone?" Yugi looked over at her, eyes wide, hands trembling slightly. He looked away, nodding slightly, not wanting to look at her directly in her eyes. She smiled warmly, understanding Yugi's natural shyness. She studied Yugi for a moment, sighing softly. "Yugi-chan, you shouldn't be embarrassed. Love is a wonderful gift that we are blessed with. If you love someone, and I mean truly, truly love them, then just say what you feel in your heart. If you act like yourself, and think of the pure feelings your experiencing, it will be all right. You shouldn't be afraid to let someone know how you feel." Yugi looked on, eyes damp.
"…A-Arigatou…arigatou gozaimasu…," Yugi said softly, bowing. "I-I should be going now…" Yami's mother nodded in understanding. She watched the nervous boy stumble out of the room, face flushed red.
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"You're falling for him, aren't you?"
"No. Why would you think that?"
"Admit it. You're always blushing around him, you stutter, and you get this idiotic look on your face," Seto smirked. "Just admit it to yourself. If you do, it'll be easier to admit it to Yugi."
Yami looked up, eyes wide. "Kaiba, as much as I appreciate your 'advice', I don't think your in any position to tell me how to lead my love life," Yami said, slightly aggravated. Seto shrugged and sighed, burying his hands in his pockets. A smirk played on his lips, a favorite habit of his. He walked towards the gate of Yami's home, turning around to stare blankly at Yami for a moment. Yami blinked, feeling uncomfortable, he shifted slightly.
"…Don't be so foolish," Seto said darkly. Yami blinked again in confusion as he watched the tall CEO of KaibaCorp walk out the gate and meet his expensive limousine. The sleek car drove away from the property, leaving Yami alone in the dark, mind buzzing with questions that were left unanswered. He stood up tall, dusting himself off, staring up at the star filled night. Yugi had left a while ago, claiming he had to help his grandfather with a new shipment of cards that were arriving in the shop that day. Yami had suspected there was something else behind his hurry to leave the house, but decided not to dwindle on the issue. He faced his home, contemplating his life's bizarre turn of events.
Though meeting Yugi was the best thing that had ever happened to him, ever since then, Yami had been confused and felt directionless. The world seemed to be turning upside down and he felt as if he were drowning in confusion, now knowing what the correct path was, or where it would lead him. He felt something land on his nose, and picked it. A small cherry blossom rested on his hand. He touched it slightly, smiling softly as he felt the soft, smooth petal. It felt so much like Yugi's skin, and that made his longing for the boy grow even more. Keeping the small flower in his hand, he walked into his home.
The house was dark and lonely. His father was away on business and Melanie was more than likely cooped up in her room, her nose stuck in a book again. His mother was always very quite, one of the attributes that Yami loved about her. Yami walked around the dark mansion silently, taking in the night colors of his home. He stopped to look at the family portrait that hung on the wall above the fireplace. Yami's father had on hand resting on his wife's small shoulder and she sat respectfully. Melanie stood beside her mother, her honey eyes looking soft yet fierce at the same time. Yami stood behind his sister, both hands resting on her shoulders, keeping her small frame close to him. Yami's expression seemed dull and bored, now Yami wished he had smiled.
"Is something wrong, Yami?"
Yami whipped around to see his mother looking at him, her expression slightly worried. He shook his head and returned his attention to the portrait. "No," he said. "I'm okay."
Mrs. Mutou looked out the window. "It is dark outside," she mused. "Has your friend Seto-san gone home?" Yami nodded, not looking at his mother. They stood in silence for a while, Yami studying the portrait, his mom silently studying his profile, a sweet smile gracing her features.
'It is wonderful to know someone as sweet as Yugi-chan would love my son so much,' she thought. 'I know Yami loves him too…he's just to stubborn to admit it.' She giggled silently, knowing how Yami hated admitting things he wanted to deny. Her son sighed tiredly and turned around.
"I'm tired, I'm going to bed," Yami said, walking towards the spiral staircase.
"…Okay," his mother called out. "Good-night, Yami."
"Good-night, mom."
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Mrs. Mutou sat in front of her piano, resting her hands on the keys gently. She pressed the key and the sound echoed through the spacious room. She sighed as she looked at her music, somewhat sad eyes scanning through the various notes. Yami's mother put the sheet music aside and decided to play a random melody. Her hands and fingers instinctively hit the right notes every time, the haunting melody working its way through the long corridors of the not so empty house.
'Mom's thinking again,' Melanie mused in her mind. 'She's obviously thinking about nii-sama.'
The small girl put her book down and walked towards her door, placing her small hand on the door knob. She glanced up at the clock.
'It's almost midnight…' she said, surprised. 'I wonder if nii-sama is in his room…' She opened the door a bit, poking her head outside. The hallway was dark and silent. Melanie could bare hear the faint sound of her mother's grand piano. The small girl walked down the hall silently, searching for her brother's room. Once she found it, she stood outside the door, trying to decide whether or not she should go inside. Shrugging everything else off, Melanie opened the door slowly, peeking inside the dark, moonlit room.
Yami sat by his windowsill, staring out at the lake behind their large home. His forehead was resting against the cool glass gently, eyes dull and contemplative.
"N-Onii-chan," she asked. "…What are you thinking about…?"
Yami turned his head and stared at his sister.
"Imouto?"* he asked, surprised. "What are you doing up so late?" She walked over to him and stood by his side, looking out the window.
"…You were very pensive today…What were you thinking about?" she asked, now turning her pleading eyes towards her brother. Yami bit his lower lip, not wanting to burden his little sister with the confusing paradoxes that were now bombarding him everyday.
"Iie. Nandemonai,"* he assured her. "Just…things that you wouldn't understand. Now, go on to bed, you wouldn't mom yelling at both of us, would you?"
The small child didn't flinch. "We both know very well she wouldn't do that," she said. "She never has..." she trailed. Melanie patted her brother's hand and walked towards his door, turning around to gaze at him once more. Yami blinked, eyes wide, puzzled by his sister's mysterious behavior. She looked at him blankly, her innocence shining through her appearance, but her personality and expression resembled that of a ghost.
"Why start now?" she finished. "Oyasumi nasai, onii-chan."*
Yami sat there, dumbfounded and slightly disturbed. He sat back and tried to get his sister out of his mind. 'What a weird kid she is…' he thought. 'Sure, she's cute and all, but boy is she freaky sometimes.' A smile graced Yami's lips as he turned his attention back to what he had been thinking about originally.
"…Yugi…"
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Yugi hugged his knees to his chest, shutting his eyes momentarily.
"I wonder…I wonder what it would be like to…have…" Yugi blushed as he spoke out loud. Just imaging Yami kiss him was more than enough to make him blush uncontrollably. Though it would be nice to experience it once in his lifetime. Yami was the only person he wanted to be with, the only person he wanted to kiss him. He smiled slightly as he got dressed for bed. Yugi wondered if Yami was awake or if he was asleep. He wondered what he was thinking about…who he was thinking about. The amethyst eyed boy thought pensively, feeling rather tired. He thought back to the conversation he had had with Yami's mother.
~*Flashback*~
"How do you tell someone you love them?"
Mrs. Mutou's eyes widened slightly, but then softened as she took in the innocence of the question. Yugi looked around, avoiding her gaze, obviously embarrassed by what he had just asked. She thought for a moment, needing to sort out what she was going to say. Yugi quickly looked at her, but then glanced away, his pale cheeks glowing pink.
"Tell me Yugi-chan," she said. "Do you love someone?" Yugi looked over at her, eyes wide, hands trembling slightly. He looked away, nodding slightly, not wanting to look at her directly in her eyes. She smiled warmly, understanding Yugi's natural shyness. She studied Yugi for a moment, sighing softly. "Yugi-chan, you shouldn't be embarrassed. Love is a wonderful gift that we are blessed with. If you love someone, and I mean truly, truly love them, then just say what you feel in your heart. If you act like yourself, and think of the pure feelings your experiencing, it will be all right. You shouldn't be afraid to let someone know how you feel." Yugi looked on, eyes damp.
"…A-Arigatou…arigatou gozaimasu…," Yugi said softly, bowing. "I-I should be going now…" Yami's mother nodded in understanding. She watched the nervous boy stumble out of the room, face flushed red.
~*End Flashback*~
Yugi bit his bottom lip nervously.
"I…I've never been in love before…," Yugi said softly. "Am I supposed to feel this way?" He flopped on his bed, confused and tired. Hiding from his fears wouldn't help, and putting them aside would only make things worse. "Should I tell him?" Yugi asked himself. He picked at the quilt on his bed. So many questions to be answered, so many fears to calm down. So many new feelings arising and emotions building up. The path he had chosen wasn't easy to travel on. It only got more confusing, more frustrating and depressing. Though it was hard to know what was right, and what was wrong, Yugi chose to continue with the rode he was on.
Yami was there with him, and he had assured him that he would always be there. Yami was true to his word, and Yugi knew he could count on him. The warm, loving feeling of having Yami's arms wrapped around him never truly left the shorter boy. It still lingered sweetly in his mind. Just like the memory of Yami gently kissing his tear away. It seemed as if Yami was bold enough to take actions upon his feelings. Yugi only wished he was that courageous.
But Yugi had met Yami, and really, in Yugi's mind, that's all that mattered.
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Difinity: Ne, not one of my best chapters, but still.
Yami: Definitely.
Difinity: -_-() I get no respect around here.
Yugi: *whacks Yami* Be nice!
Yami: T_T
Difinity: *handcuffs Seto and Ryou together*
Seto: O.O;;;;;;;;;; *BLUSH BLUSH*
Yugi: What about Jounouchi-kun?
Difinity: *blink* Oh yeah *handcuffs Jou to Seto* ^_^ Now they're all together!
Jou, Ryou and Seto: O_O *BLUSH*
Difinity: :D
Yami: -.-() *sweatdrop* Oi.
Translations:
Imouto = sister. Generally meaning 'younger sister'
Iie. Nandemonai = No. Nothing
Oyasumi nasai, onii-chan = Good-night, brother
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