The Good Child
Beams of silver moonlight streamed in through the hospital window. A soft summer breeze drifted in with the sweet smells of blossoming flowers. Not one light was on, and nearly everyone had gone home for the evening. That's all right though. The silence was only all too welcome, and the full moon provided more than enough light.
"Chink!" Another gold piece slid into place. The teenaged hands gripped another, feeling the smooth gold surface. Was it just the painkillers he was on, or did the pieces feel unusually warm to him?
"Chink!" Another fit. The progress was going well. The strange puzzle that his grandfather had given him turned out to be some sort of pyramid. Very unusual.
"Chink!" Only a couple more left. Despite his exhaustion, Yuugi couldn't help but feel excited. He always reveled in the sense of accomplishment. The eye on the puzzle seemed to wink at him in the moonlight as he rotated the object to place another part.
"Chink!" One more left. It was the bottom corner piece.
"Chink!" There, it was finally done. Yuugi cried out triumphantly. Wouldn't his grandpa be thrilled!
The large ornament began to grow steadily in its warmth in his hands. Well, this was weird. Why did it feel like it was becoming lighter?
The teenager gasped when the Egyptian artifact began to levitate of its own accord. What was going on?
A flash of gold light blinded his vision, and then the room went back to its poor illumination of the full moon.
He moved his arm from his face, as it seemed to have shot up to shield his eyes, and was greeted by the coldest, hardest crimson orbs he had ever seen.
He almost screamed in delight. "You're here, you're here! How, when, I thought you said. . ."
He stopped himself. It didn't matter. None of that mattered now. He was here. Here! The demon wrapped him up quickly in a cold, chilling embrace. "Oh, it doesn't matter. You're here!" Yuugi held tightly to him. He couldn't leave him this time. He would stay. 'No, don't leave me again. I know you won't. The last time was too painful.'
The demon tangled his hands in the teenager's hair. "Yes, I'm, here, but I don't have a true body. I found this artifact that can house my spirit, and will give me a temporary form. But we will need to share a body most of the time. Your body." The icy lips speaking against his ears were already becoming warm again.
"Yes, yes, of course. Just don't ever leave me again. Don't leave me."
"No, never. Not again. So long as you wear this puzzle, I will be a part of you, and we will always be bonded." The hands that were slowly gaining warmth traced the length of his spine over the thin hospital shirt. He shivered in delight. Gods, how he had missed the demon's touch in such a short amount of time. He kept his head buried in his replica's chest.
The thought of loosing privacy never once crossed his mind. The closer he could be to the demon, mentally and physically, the happier he would be.
"What do I call you?" Many different tittles crossed his mind. Lover, partner, bonded, my darkness. Which one?
The demon laughed. "I think the darkness one will fit fine. What is darkness is your native tongue?"
"Yami," Yuugi breathed.
"Then my name is Yami. From now on."
Yes, my darkness. My completion. My lover and my bonded and my total and complete reason for living. Love me forever, my darkness. Hold me and let me keep you warm. I will shut out the screams. I will make the rain warm and I will quiet your rage and soften your bloodlust. I will always be yours, and you will always be mine.
"Yes," the darkness breathed in his ear, hot breath raining down his neck. "Mine forever."
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"Oh, no you don't, Yuugi. Sit down. You're not straining yourself by helping me." Grandpa Moto slapped the box of duel monster cards out of Yuugi's hands.
"But, grandpa, I'm fine. Really!"
"Your rib cage was crushed! You're not moving a muscle! It's all movies and pizza for you!"
The teenager slumped on the stool. As much as he liked to be lazy, today was not one of those days. And he HATED it when people fretted over him like they were lately. Jonouchi insisted on carrying his books at school, after they finally let him go back to school. Grandpa made him breakfast every day, and he was exempt from all gym classes. No one would let him do anything for himself. Even his yami was upset!
"You were crushed by a semi!?" he had all but screeched at the top of his lungs.
"And a school bus on top of the semi."
Well, after that conversation, Yami was wary to touch him much more than as if he were made of hand blown glass.
That, above all things, made Yuugi madder than mad. Damn it, he was fine!
A rich chuckle resounded in his mind, causing his spine to vibrate. He loved it when Yami laughed in his mind. :Getting mad about it won't help, aibou. You know that the doctors said no physical activity for at least three months, if not a little longer.:
:Easy for you to say.: He mentally stuck out his tongue.
:You're lucky that wasn't a real gesture. I might have had to bite it.:
:Promise?:
Another laugh. :No, you might get hurt.:
Yuugi pouted. :That's just not fair.:
The teenager looked out of the shop window. It really was a nice day. Mr. Moto growled as some of the manga magazines fell back onto the floor. Yuugi laughed, wondering how he was going to tell everyone about his newly acquired darkness. They were becoming suspicious lately of his 'spacing out.'
At first, they blamed it on the accident, but it was becoming more chronic. Yuugi always talked to his Yami about everything, and could be out of touch with reality for a much as a few hours at a time.
"Spacing out again, Yuugi?"
"Hai. Grandpa, is it all right if I go for a walk? I promise I won't be out for long. But it's such a nice day, and I do need to get at least a little exercise. Please?"
"Well, alright. Just be careful, Yuugi. Why don't you go to the movies or something?"
"I'll probably just go to Burger World. See ya soon, grandpa!" The teenager jumped off the stool and headed out of the door. His grandfather waved good bye, still thoroughly absorbed in trying to get the manga to stay in place. Yuugi could hear curses as he let the door close.
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Yuugi sighed, relaxing at an outside table. The sun felt really good, and his chocolate malt was delicious.
:Does it taste anything like you?:
:You'd have to try it and tell me.:
His darkness growled. For some reason, he didn't like to come out in public areas. Yuugi shrugged. :Suit yourself.:
A warm breeze ambled its way past, filling him with a renewed sense of exuberance. It really was nice out.
"Hey, Yug'!"
Yuugi whirled his head around to see a blonde haired teenager waltz up next to him, tray of food in hand.
"Hey Jonouchi! Nice day, isn't it?"
"Oh, you bet!" The flamboyant teen dropped his tray of food in the table, ready to indulge in a meal meant for three. Yuugi's eyebrows knitted together.
"Three burgers, and two orders of french-fries? Jou, are you sure you're not going to get sick?"
Jonouchi wore a crooked half smirk. "No sweat, pal. This is a light day."
Yuugi only shook his head.
Yami, on the other hand, remained as impassive and detached as always. His only concern was Yuugi. And right now, he knew that Yuugi was in no danger being around the over-confident blonde haired boy.
Yuugi thought hard. Should he tell Jonouchi? He was his best friend, after all. Would he understand? Yuugi felt he needed to tell at least one person. Keeping stuff like this a secret had never been one of his fortes.
:What do you think, Yami? Should I tell him about you?:
The slumbering spirit stirred, then gave a mental snort. :Why would you want to do that?:
:What if something came up, and I needed someone to know about you. Someone that could keep our secret. I know that you worry about the public eye seeing us and causing me pain. But wouldn't be nice if there was someone else to confide in?:
Yami growled, contemplating this question. :Is this one trustworthy?:
:As trustworthy as they come, Yami. Next to you and grandpa, there is no one else I would trust more.:
:Then if you want to tell him, my light, you may. I will be here with you.: A surge of warmth, acceptance, love and fierce devotion bombarded their mental link. That was all the reassurance that Yuugi needed.
"Joey, do you think that you could keep a secret for me?"
The blonde looked up from his container of fries and bottle of soda. "Sure Yug', what's on you mind?"
"This is a big secret, Jonouchi. A VERY big secret. You can't tell anyone about it. Not even Honda."
The blonde shook his head yes slowly, beginning to comprehend the true seriousness of the matter.
Yuugi's voice became extremely soft, leaning in slightly so his friend could heat his whispers. "Do you want to know why I've been 'spacing out' all of the time?"
Another nod.
"Well, I have a spirit inside of the puzzle that grandpa gave to me."
"You mean that creepy hunk a' gold around your neck?"
"That's the one."
For a moment, the chocolate eyes merely looked at him blankly. Then his friend burst out with a roaring laughter. "That's real funny, pal. You had me goi'n there for a minute."
Yuugi silently asked Yami to come out. Not too many people were around. No one would notice. Only a little coaxing was required, and in a flash of gold the demonic replica of Yuugi sat next to him, arm draped across the young teen's shoulders.
Only one thought crossed Jonouchi's mind as he starred at those unforgiving ruby eyes. Fear and utter terror gripped his soul and had him silently shaking, cold sweat beading out of his pores. He was good, right? He was going to go to heaven, right? He allowed his life to flash though his eyes. Oh, wait. Shit. He was screwed.
Yes, one thought and one thought alone. _Hell. Does. Exist._
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Well, I hope that you like this. Lots more psychological stuff, fluff and angst on the way. Please R&R. it would make so very happy. *Yuugi pouty eyes*
Beams of silver moonlight streamed in through the hospital window. A soft summer breeze drifted in with the sweet smells of blossoming flowers. Not one light was on, and nearly everyone had gone home for the evening. That's all right though. The silence was only all too welcome, and the full moon provided more than enough light.
"Chink!" Another gold piece slid into place. The teenaged hands gripped another, feeling the smooth gold surface. Was it just the painkillers he was on, or did the pieces feel unusually warm to him?
"Chink!" Another fit. The progress was going well. The strange puzzle that his grandfather had given him turned out to be some sort of pyramid. Very unusual.
"Chink!" Only a couple more left. Despite his exhaustion, Yuugi couldn't help but feel excited. He always reveled in the sense of accomplishment. The eye on the puzzle seemed to wink at him in the moonlight as he rotated the object to place another part.
"Chink!" One more left. It was the bottom corner piece.
"Chink!" There, it was finally done. Yuugi cried out triumphantly. Wouldn't his grandpa be thrilled!
The large ornament began to grow steadily in its warmth in his hands. Well, this was weird. Why did it feel like it was becoming lighter?
The teenager gasped when the Egyptian artifact began to levitate of its own accord. What was going on?
A flash of gold light blinded his vision, and then the room went back to its poor illumination of the full moon.
He moved his arm from his face, as it seemed to have shot up to shield his eyes, and was greeted by the coldest, hardest crimson orbs he had ever seen.
He almost screamed in delight. "You're here, you're here! How, when, I thought you said. . ."
He stopped himself. It didn't matter. None of that mattered now. He was here. Here! The demon wrapped him up quickly in a cold, chilling embrace. "Oh, it doesn't matter. You're here!" Yuugi held tightly to him. He couldn't leave him this time. He would stay. 'No, don't leave me again. I know you won't. The last time was too painful.'
The demon tangled his hands in the teenager's hair. "Yes, I'm, here, but I don't have a true body. I found this artifact that can house my spirit, and will give me a temporary form. But we will need to share a body most of the time. Your body." The icy lips speaking against his ears were already becoming warm again.
"Yes, yes, of course. Just don't ever leave me again. Don't leave me."
"No, never. Not again. So long as you wear this puzzle, I will be a part of you, and we will always be bonded." The hands that were slowly gaining warmth traced the length of his spine over the thin hospital shirt. He shivered in delight. Gods, how he had missed the demon's touch in such a short amount of time. He kept his head buried in his replica's chest.
The thought of loosing privacy never once crossed his mind. The closer he could be to the demon, mentally and physically, the happier he would be.
"What do I call you?" Many different tittles crossed his mind. Lover, partner, bonded, my darkness. Which one?
The demon laughed. "I think the darkness one will fit fine. What is darkness is your native tongue?"
"Yami," Yuugi breathed.
"Then my name is Yami. From now on."
Yes, my darkness. My completion. My lover and my bonded and my total and complete reason for living. Love me forever, my darkness. Hold me and let me keep you warm. I will shut out the screams. I will make the rain warm and I will quiet your rage and soften your bloodlust. I will always be yours, and you will always be mine.
"Yes," the darkness breathed in his ear, hot breath raining down his neck. "Mine forever."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Oh, no you don't, Yuugi. Sit down. You're not straining yourself by helping me." Grandpa Moto slapped the box of duel monster cards out of Yuugi's hands.
"But, grandpa, I'm fine. Really!"
"Your rib cage was crushed! You're not moving a muscle! It's all movies and pizza for you!"
The teenager slumped on the stool. As much as he liked to be lazy, today was not one of those days. And he HATED it when people fretted over him like they were lately. Jonouchi insisted on carrying his books at school, after they finally let him go back to school. Grandpa made him breakfast every day, and he was exempt from all gym classes. No one would let him do anything for himself. Even his yami was upset!
"You were crushed by a semi!?" he had all but screeched at the top of his lungs.
"And a school bus on top of the semi."
Well, after that conversation, Yami was wary to touch him much more than as if he were made of hand blown glass.
That, above all things, made Yuugi madder than mad. Damn it, he was fine!
A rich chuckle resounded in his mind, causing his spine to vibrate. He loved it when Yami laughed in his mind. :Getting mad about it won't help, aibou. You know that the doctors said no physical activity for at least three months, if not a little longer.:
:Easy for you to say.: He mentally stuck out his tongue.
:You're lucky that wasn't a real gesture. I might have had to bite it.:
:Promise?:
Another laugh. :No, you might get hurt.:
Yuugi pouted. :That's just not fair.:
The teenager looked out of the shop window. It really was a nice day. Mr. Moto growled as some of the manga magazines fell back onto the floor. Yuugi laughed, wondering how he was going to tell everyone about his newly acquired darkness. They were becoming suspicious lately of his 'spacing out.'
At first, they blamed it on the accident, but it was becoming more chronic. Yuugi always talked to his Yami about everything, and could be out of touch with reality for a much as a few hours at a time.
"Spacing out again, Yuugi?"
"Hai. Grandpa, is it all right if I go for a walk? I promise I won't be out for long. But it's such a nice day, and I do need to get at least a little exercise. Please?"
"Well, alright. Just be careful, Yuugi. Why don't you go to the movies or something?"
"I'll probably just go to Burger World. See ya soon, grandpa!" The teenager jumped off the stool and headed out of the door. His grandfather waved good bye, still thoroughly absorbed in trying to get the manga to stay in place. Yuugi could hear curses as he let the door close.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Yuugi sighed, relaxing at an outside table. The sun felt really good, and his chocolate malt was delicious.
:Does it taste anything like you?:
:You'd have to try it and tell me.:
His darkness growled. For some reason, he didn't like to come out in public areas. Yuugi shrugged. :Suit yourself.:
A warm breeze ambled its way past, filling him with a renewed sense of exuberance. It really was nice out.
"Hey, Yug'!"
Yuugi whirled his head around to see a blonde haired teenager waltz up next to him, tray of food in hand.
"Hey Jonouchi! Nice day, isn't it?"
"Oh, you bet!" The flamboyant teen dropped his tray of food in the table, ready to indulge in a meal meant for three. Yuugi's eyebrows knitted together.
"Three burgers, and two orders of french-fries? Jou, are you sure you're not going to get sick?"
Jonouchi wore a crooked half smirk. "No sweat, pal. This is a light day."
Yuugi only shook his head.
Yami, on the other hand, remained as impassive and detached as always. His only concern was Yuugi. And right now, he knew that Yuugi was in no danger being around the over-confident blonde haired boy.
Yuugi thought hard. Should he tell Jonouchi? He was his best friend, after all. Would he understand? Yuugi felt he needed to tell at least one person. Keeping stuff like this a secret had never been one of his fortes.
:What do you think, Yami? Should I tell him about you?:
The slumbering spirit stirred, then gave a mental snort. :Why would you want to do that?:
:What if something came up, and I needed someone to know about you. Someone that could keep our secret. I know that you worry about the public eye seeing us and causing me pain. But wouldn't be nice if there was someone else to confide in?:
Yami growled, contemplating this question. :Is this one trustworthy?:
:As trustworthy as they come, Yami. Next to you and grandpa, there is no one else I would trust more.:
:Then if you want to tell him, my light, you may. I will be here with you.: A surge of warmth, acceptance, love and fierce devotion bombarded their mental link. That was all the reassurance that Yuugi needed.
"Joey, do you think that you could keep a secret for me?"
The blonde looked up from his container of fries and bottle of soda. "Sure Yug', what's on you mind?"
"This is a big secret, Jonouchi. A VERY big secret. You can't tell anyone about it. Not even Honda."
The blonde shook his head yes slowly, beginning to comprehend the true seriousness of the matter.
Yuugi's voice became extremely soft, leaning in slightly so his friend could heat his whispers. "Do you want to know why I've been 'spacing out' all of the time?"
Another nod.
"Well, I have a spirit inside of the puzzle that grandpa gave to me."
"You mean that creepy hunk a' gold around your neck?"
"That's the one."
For a moment, the chocolate eyes merely looked at him blankly. Then his friend burst out with a roaring laughter. "That's real funny, pal. You had me goi'n there for a minute."
Yuugi silently asked Yami to come out. Not too many people were around. No one would notice. Only a little coaxing was required, and in a flash of gold the demonic replica of Yuugi sat next to him, arm draped across the young teen's shoulders.
Only one thought crossed Jonouchi's mind as he starred at those unforgiving ruby eyes. Fear and utter terror gripped his soul and had him silently shaking, cold sweat beading out of his pores. He was good, right? He was going to go to heaven, right? He allowed his life to flash though his eyes. Oh, wait. Shit. He was screwed.
Yes, one thought and one thought alone. _Hell. Does. Exist._
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Well, I hope that you like this. Lots more psychological stuff, fluff and angst on the way. Please R&R. it would make so very happy. *Yuugi pouty eyes*