The Good Child
Jonouchi began choking on his coke. Yuugi's eyes widened slightly, waiting for the fit to end. This was usually a natural occurrence, being that most of the blonde's food was inhaled in a matter of seconds.
Jonouchi spluttered his response. "Y-Yug', are you sure that he's, ah. . ." his honey brown eyes stared skeptically at the demonic creature in front of him. Oh, yeah, this was a SERIOUSLY dark spirit.
"He's what?" Yuugi questioned.
"Ah, safe?" Jou squeaked. He was quite surprised to see Yuugi laugh.
"Of course he's safe! I love him, Jou! There isn't any place safer in the world for me to be than with him."
"So. . . he's not going to kill me?"
At this, the deep reverberations of the spirit's voice resonated down to his spine. Gods, that gave him creepy goose bumps.
Said creature leaned forward menacingly, a deadly glint in his eyes. "As long as Yuugi is safe, happy, and unhurt, no. You will not die. May the gods have mercy on the soul that dares to cross those lines, however."
Oh, yeah. That was a warning. The blonde teen tried vainly to swallow the frog that became lodged in his throat. Oh, boy, were those bullies at school in for hell when they met this guy.
In a flash of gold light the demon was gone as fast as he had come. Jonouchi let out a sigh of relief. He was going to try VERY hard not to get on that guy's bad side.
"So, ah, Yug. Just what can that spirit of yours do? Are you sure that he's okay?"
"Jonouchi, I promise you that he's fine. I know that he looks evil, but trust me, he's more human than you think. He told me that he HATES the dark. As for abilities, well, let's just say that Hitler looks like a fuzzy pink kitten when Yami gets mad enough. I get the feeling that I'm his only sense of sanity."
"Oh yeah, pal. That's REAL reassuring."
Yuugi made a face.
"Just make sure that nothin' happens to you. I think that the whole world would forget what the word 'mercy' means in a real short amount of time."
Yuugi agreed whole-heartedly. "Well, I guess that I'll get going, Jou. It's getting rather late. I'll see you at school on Tuesday."
"Tuesday?" Jonouchi questioned.
"Remember, the teacher workshop day?"
"Oh, right! I nearly forgot! Hey, thanks, man! I would have hated show'in up at school and be the only one there!"
The amethyst eyed boy smiled as he waved goodbye.
Yuugi didn't go straight home, but rather, decided to take a detour through the park. A walk sounded like a very good idea. The teenager wasn't exaggerating when he said that it was getting late. The sun was already setting behind the horizon.
His amethyst eyes scanned the sunset, absorbing completely the water color of pinks, purples, blues and reds. He really loved sunsets.
Quiet shadows stretched out slowly from the towering trees. Animals were scurrying about, ready to lie down for the evening. He yawned, stretching his arms.
:Tired, my light?:
:Not enough exercise. I need to get out more often.:
:Who says that you can't get your work out right in your own bedroom?:
:Are you suggesting?: the teenager asked eagerly.
:No. Not until you're better.: His deep voice rang with the 'don't argue with me' tone. No matter how much he pushed, his yami would stand firm on that decision.
:You know how to take all of the fun out of life.:
:I've had a lot of practice.:
Despite the disappointing conversation, Yuugi continued to walk carefree through the rest of the park. That is, until a forbidding voice called out from directly behind him.
"Hey, Yuugi. Just what are you doi'n out here all by your lonesome? Are you lost?"
Yuugi froze in his spot. Dear gods, he recognized that voice.
"You know, them friends of yours, Jonouchi and Honda, they been given us hell for trying to get the money that you owe us."
"I owe you nothing, Ashkel. Just because I was out of school for a while doesn't mean that you get my money for 'absence tax.' Go away."
"I don't think so, shrimp. Get back here." The oversized bully whipped the small youth around to face him, squeezing for all his worth on Yuugi's arms.
Yuugi cried out in pain, and all of Ashkel's cronies began laughing.
They didn't laugh for long, though. The puzzle around Yuugi's neck trembled violently, releasing a blinding golden light.
Confused and angered, the brown-haired bully let go and stepped back a few paces.
"What the hell?!" When he was finally able to open his eyes again, the little shrimp Yuugi had a strange duplicate standing protectively in front of him. One look at those cold ruby eyes and Ashkel realized something that he had never thought of before.
Hell. Does. Exist.
Yami was mad. Yami was very mad. They touched him. They actually TOUCHED him. And not only that, they actually HURT him. HIS LIGHT!
"Your evil souls will be forever screaming in Hell, Ashkel, Eric, Jerome, Kyle. You TOUCHED my light. And that is unforgivable. Now you will die."
The group of bullies barely had time to assess the true depth of Death's voice before the blood bath began. One after the other he captured, destroyed, tormented and distorted them beyond recognition.
One head would implode, another's chest would rupture. Death laughed maniacally, playfully licking at the blood on his hands. He managed to muffle their screams before they could even cry out.
One left.
Yami loomed over the doomed figure. Eric had only just joined this little circle of bullies. He was still trying to get used to the fact they beat up smaller people for money. Hey, he was just trying to fit in.
"And for your stupid ignorance you shall pay," Death spat. After all, he had laughed when HIS light had been TOUCHED. HIS LIGHT! His hikari! The only reason he was in this world and the only reason he felt warmth or love or vitality or anything else the living feel. And more so.
Yuugi had stood on the side watching all of this. It was amazing just how beautiful his darkness looked, even when he was destroying.
Yuugi also understood that his yami had a thirst for blood. He didn't want to suppress the natural nature of his yami. No, that wouldn't be right. Yami just might go mad anyway.
Eric was on the ground in one giant tremor, Yami standing over him. Yes, blood was good. He liked blood. He laughed, enjoying the fear that was radiating off the teen that was scarred shitless, to put it bluntly.
Eric watched horrified as those ruby-crimson eyes glinted at him with a malicious sparkle. Suddenly, though, they stopped, and seemed to glaze over.
A monsoon of love, happiness, warmth, and a gentle reminder that his light was still there for him purged Yami's mental link. Yes, Yuugi. His light. He was still there. And he was unhurt.
This pathetic excuse for a mortal being shivering on the ground suddenly didn't seem all that important anymore. He had Yuugi. That's all that mattered.
Without a backward glance, he walked back to where his hikari was still standing and watching. Yami embraced him in a gentle hug, raining kisses down his face.
"Are you all right, lover? Are you hurt? Tell me if everything's okay."
Yuugi giggled a little, holding on to his yami's neck. "I'm fine Yami. Let's go home. The one left is not important."
Eric was bewildered, to say the least. This, this strange demon that had just laughed in a blood bath that HE had CREATED, was actually _cuddling_ an undersized teenager like he was a cute little kitten. A character change that fast? This wasn't possible!
The blood on the demon's hands became smeared on Yuugi's face, but Yuugi didn't seem to care. Did he even notice? Was he just blind? Eric realized that no one was going to believe this. Not ever. Was he going to go insane with this knowledge?
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Yuugi stood at his window sill, smelling the damp breeze as it washed up to greet him. Night time, and not a star in the sky. An overcast that could not be seen.
Yami had his arms wrapped around his hikari, starring at the same black sky.
"Do you smell the rain, Yami?"
"Death doesn't smell, remember?"
"You can through me, remember?"
Yami smiled despite himself. Yes, yet another reason that he needed his hikari so much. The only one that could he could breathe, smell, live, or see. Oh, yes, the seeing. No more darkness.
He buried his head in Yuugi's neck.
:I love you, Yami.:
:Yes, my light. Possibly as much as I love you.:
Tired, Yuugi led Yami over to the bed for a good night's rest.
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Well, the next chapter will be a good one. Hope you enjoyed this. More of Death's personality will be revealed, and grandpa finds out! R&R
Jonouchi began choking on his coke. Yuugi's eyes widened slightly, waiting for the fit to end. This was usually a natural occurrence, being that most of the blonde's food was inhaled in a matter of seconds.
Jonouchi spluttered his response. "Y-Yug', are you sure that he's, ah. . ." his honey brown eyes stared skeptically at the demonic creature in front of him. Oh, yeah, this was a SERIOUSLY dark spirit.
"He's what?" Yuugi questioned.
"Ah, safe?" Jou squeaked. He was quite surprised to see Yuugi laugh.
"Of course he's safe! I love him, Jou! There isn't any place safer in the world for me to be than with him."
"So. . . he's not going to kill me?"
At this, the deep reverberations of the spirit's voice resonated down to his spine. Gods, that gave him creepy goose bumps.
Said creature leaned forward menacingly, a deadly glint in his eyes. "As long as Yuugi is safe, happy, and unhurt, no. You will not die. May the gods have mercy on the soul that dares to cross those lines, however."
Oh, yeah. That was a warning. The blonde teen tried vainly to swallow the frog that became lodged in his throat. Oh, boy, were those bullies at school in for hell when they met this guy.
In a flash of gold light the demon was gone as fast as he had come. Jonouchi let out a sigh of relief. He was going to try VERY hard not to get on that guy's bad side.
"So, ah, Yug. Just what can that spirit of yours do? Are you sure that he's okay?"
"Jonouchi, I promise you that he's fine. I know that he looks evil, but trust me, he's more human than you think. He told me that he HATES the dark. As for abilities, well, let's just say that Hitler looks like a fuzzy pink kitten when Yami gets mad enough. I get the feeling that I'm his only sense of sanity."
"Oh yeah, pal. That's REAL reassuring."
Yuugi made a face.
"Just make sure that nothin' happens to you. I think that the whole world would forget what the word 'mercy' means in a real short amount of time."
Yuugi agreed whole-heartedly. "Well, I guess that I'll get going, Jou. It's getting rather late. I'll see you at school on Tuesday."
"Tuesday?" Jonouchi questioned.
"Remember, the teacher workshop day?"
"Oh, right! I nearly forgot! Hey, thanks, man! I would have hated show'in up at school and be the only one there!"
The amethyst eyed boy smiled as he waved goodbye.
Yuugi didn't go straight home, but rather, decided to take a detour through the park. A walk sounded like a very good idea. The teenager wasn't exaggerating when he said that it was getting late. The sun was already setting behind the horizon.
His amethyst eyes scanned the sunset, absorbing completely the water color of pinks, purples, blues and reds. He really loved sunsets.
Quiet shadows stretched out slowly from the towering trees. Animals were scurrying about, ready to lie down for the evening. He yawned, stretching his arms.
:Tired, my light?:
:Not enough exercise. I need to get out more often.:
:Who says that you can't get your work out right in your own bedroom?:
:Are you suggesting?: the teenager asked eagerly.
:No. Not until you're better.: His deep voice rang with the 'don't argue with me' tone. No matter how much he pushed, his yami would stand firm on that decision.
:You know how to take all of the fun out of life.:
:I've had a lot of practice.:
Despite the disappointing conversation, Yuugi continued to walk carefree through the rest of the park. That is, until a forbidding voice called out from directly behind him.
"Hey, Yuugi. Just what are you doi'n out here all by your lonesome? Are you lost?"
Yuugi froze in his spot. Dear gods, he recognized that voice.
"You know, them friends of yours, Jonouchi and Honda, they been given us hell for trying to get the money that you owe us."
"I owe you nothing, Ashkel. Just because I was out of school for a while doesn't mean that you get my money for 'absence tax.' Go away."
"I don't think so, shrimp. Get back here." The oversized bully whipped the small youth around to face him, squeezing for all his worth on Yuugi's arms.
Yuugi cried out in pain, and all of Ashkel's cronies began laughing.
They didn't laugh for long, though. The puzzle around Yuugi's neck trembled violently, releasing a blinding golden light.
Confused and angered, the brown-haired bully let go and stepped back a few paces.
"What the hell?!" When he was finally able to open his eyes again, the little shrimp Yuugi had a strange duplicate standing protectively in front of him. One look at those cold ruby eyes and Ashkel realized something that he had never thought of before.
Hell. Does. Exist.
Yami was mad. Yami was very mad. They touched him. They actually TOUCHED him. And not only that, they actually HURT him. HIS LIGHT!
"Your evil souls will be forever screaming in Hell, Ashkel, Eric, Jerome, Kyle. You TOUCHED my light. And that is unforgivable. Now you will die."
The group of bullies barely had time to assess the true depth of Death's voice before the blood bath began. One after the other he captured, destroyed, tormented and distorted them beyond recognition.
One head would implode, another's chest would rupture. Death laughed maniacally, playfully licking at the blood on his hands. He managed to muffle their screams before they could even cry out.
One left.
Yami loomed over the doomed figure. Eric had only just joined this little circle of bullies. He was still trying to get used to the fact they beat up smaller people for money. Hey, he was just trying to fit in.
"And for your stupid ignorance you shall pay," Death spat. After all, he had laughed when HIS light had been TOUCHED. HIS LIGHT! His hikari! The only reason he was in this world and the only reason he felt warmth or love or vitality or anything else the living feel. And more so.
Yuugi had stood on the side watching all of this. It was amazing just how beautiful his darkness looked, even when he was destroying.
Yuugi also understood that his yami had a thirst for blood. He didn't want to suppress the natural nature of his yami. No, that wouldn't be right. Yami just might go mad anyway.
Eric was on the ground in one giant tremor, Yami standing over him. Yes, blood was good. He liked blood. He laughed, enjoying the fear that was radiating off the teen that was scarred shitless, to put it bluntly.
Eric watched horrified as those ruby-crimson eyes glinted at him with a malicious sparkle. Suddenly, though, they stopped, and seemed to glaze over.
A monsoon of love, happiness, warmth, and a gentle reminder that his light was still there for him purged Yami's mental link. Yes, Yuugi. His light. He was still there. And he was unhurt.
This pathetic excuse for a mortal being shivering on the ground suddenly didn't seem all that important anymore. He had Yuugi. That's all that mattered.
Without a backward glance, he walked back to where his hikari was still standing and watching. Yami embraced him in a gentle hug, raining kisses down his face.
"Are you all right, lover? Are you hurt? Tell me if everything's okay."
Yuugi giggled a little, holding on to his yami's neck. "I'm fine Yami. Let's go home. The one left is not important."
Eric was bewildered, to say the least. This, this strange demon that had just laughed in a blood bath that HE had CREATED, was actually _cuddling_ an undersized teenager like he was a cute little kitten. A character change that fast? This wasn't possible!
The blood on the demon's hands became smeared on Yuugi's face, but Yuugi didn't seem to care. Did he even notice? Was he just blind? Eric realized that no one was going to believe this. Not ever. Was he going to go insane with this knowledge?
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Yuugi stood at his window sill, smelling the damp breeze as it washed up to greet him. Night time, and not a star in the sky. An overcast that could not be seen.
Yami had his arms wrapped around his hikari, starring at the same black sky.
"Do you smell the rain, Yami?"
"Death doesn't smell, remember?"
"You can through me, remember?"
Yami smiled despite himself. Yes, yet another reason that he needed his hikari so much. The only one that could he could breathe, smell, live, or see. Oh, yes, the seeing. No more darkness.
He buried his head in Yuugi's neck.
:I love you, Yami.:
:Yes, my light. Possibly as much as I love you.:
Tired, Yuugi led Yami over to the bed for a good night's rest.
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Well, the next chapter will be a good one. Hope you enjoyed this. More of Death's personality will be revealed, and grandpa finds out! R&R