A girl walkes out onto an empty stage, a spot light directed on only her
form. The rest of the background is shrouded in complete darkness. She
flicks a piece of silver hair behind her shoulder, clutching tightly in her
other hand a small white flag. Softly, tentatively, she begins to speak.
"Well, I know that most of you are pretty mad that I could do something so horrid to our most favorite character, Yuugi-kun. Please believe me, that this roller coaster of a fic will be well worth the torture of reading either hungry, on lack of sleep, or with the knowledge that you still have MANY chores to do. I hope that this next chapter will please you, and I hope greatly that you enjoy it. Arigato for spending so much of your time reading things that could permanently damage you brain, and boosting the tiny little ego of a demented hikair. Enjoy."
She leaves, and the spot light fades, now moving to where the story left off last, with the coming demise of the earth in flames.
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Pale lavender eyes blinked painfully open. What in the name of Hell just happened?
A warm, glowing sensation caressed his face, slowly trying to bite into his tanned cheeks. And it was silent. So utterly, utterly silent.
Dear. Gods.
He sat up and, to his horror, saw a giant wall of red and black flames moving slowly and steadily towards him. Instantly, he realized why.
Death wanted to kill the earth slowly. He wanted to feel every scream, and wanted to relish in the fear as every human was trapped, cornerd, and burned alive.
Suddenly, a groan to his right caught his attention, and he simply was dumbstruck.
-So he had been split in half.-
A duplicate of him was lying on the ground, rubbing his head, attempting to sit up.
Clutching the Sennen Rod tightly, the minion ran over to his other self and held on to him tightly.
"W-what the Hell just happened? Why are there two of me?" This gentler version of him inquired.
"Apparently, the prince managed to split our soul somehow."
The other him chuckled. "Never would have though that I had a lighter side." He looked up at him. "So now what do we do?"
The fires had reached them, and the minion struggled to uphold his sheilds, holding the rod up to enforce the magic. Soon, they were surrounded by nothing but fire.
"We have to find him! Get up! You've got work to do!" He dragged his lighter half up.
"What do you mean?!"
"Damn it, just come on!" And with that, the two of them plunged deeper into the flames, until the lighter version of himself was starring at the dead body, who had yet been untouched by the scortching, silent inferno.
"Oh, crap."
"Heal him, hikari! You've got the aura for it! I can see it all over you! Heal this body!"
His light looked at him dumbstruck. "Are you crazy? He's dead! What am I supposed to do with a dead body?!"
"Damn it, just heal him! Quickly! I didn't take over as Death for nothing! I'VE still got a hold of his soul. If you heal him, I'll return it! We can't let the entire earth die!"
Grumbling about his ill luck, the hikari kneeled down next to the body. It might have only been one wound, but it was bad. Very bad. It had it major organs, the spine, and more specifically, the heart.
Sweat was pouring down the minions face. His sheilds were fine unless they were being forced upon. And right now, the fires were trying to outright attack them for going near the body of the dead teenager.
"Hurry up!"
"I'm working on it!"
Seeing the final glow of yellow energy, the hikari could see that the blood had completely vanished, and the souless body was now whole.
"All right, I'm done."
"Good!" The minion waved his hand, allowing the spirit to slip back to its own body. "Now come on!" Clutching his hikari, the two ran back out into the flames.
* * * * * * * *
Ryou starred, horror struck. The fire. The fire was coming right for him.
Currently, he was standing in front of a store, quite a ways from his home. And he was paralyzed.
:YAMI!!!!!: He cried desperately through his shared link.
Bakura was out instantly, ice blue eyes widening at what he saw. "Oh, shit." Grabbing Ryou around the waist, he held up the glolden ring that he resided in like a human would hold a cross at an oncoming vampire.
"Sit down, hikari."
Ryou complied, and his dark spirit sat down next to him. The less space that he had to hold shield over, the longer it would last.
The fires moved past them, and over them. The store from which the teenager had just come from was, as of now, just a memory as the silent inferno inhialated its existance.
Even shielded, the two shook with unrelenting fear.
* * * * * * * * *
Sugoroku left the confines of the kitchen, wondering where his grandson could be. It was quite late, the sun just getting ready to set. Of course, being that it was nearing summer, the great ball of light never truly set until well after nine.
Moving to the front door, he thought he might like to get a breath of fresh air.
He had not expected the air to smell of burning flesh, acrid and scortching.
Red and black flames licked at the sky, moving steadily towards him and his game shop. What was even odder-
there was no smoke.
* * * * * * * * *
Amethyst eyes flickered open, suddenly confused. Last he remembered, he was dying.
Sitting up, he saw with shock that he was surrounded by flames. They reached taller that he could see, and there was no one else in sight.
:Yami. . .: he tried. He didn't get a verbal response. Just this odd feeling that he was only hearing voices. That his broken heart was vainly trying to hold on to something that was no longer there.
Then he realized with a jolt that those feelings weren't his.
:YAMI!!: He wailed again. :Yami, where are you!? YAMI!!:
Crimson eyes blinked open in the flames of Hell. Had he heard correctly? Could he have?
:Yami, come back! Where are you?! All I see is flames!:
Yuugi!
* * * * * * * * *
The little girl watched terrified as the flames advanced towards her home.
"Mama, what's going on?"
The face of the little girl's mother was starkly pale. "I don't know."
The heat was unbearable. The silence was nerve racking. They were going to consume them. Every single one of them.
And then, without warning, the wall of fire halted in its tracks.
* * * * * * * * * *
Yami lowered himself to the ground, stepping through the flames.
There was Yuugi, wide eyed and sweating under the heat. He was still lying on the ground, but he had sat up part way, leaning his weight on his hands behind him.
Yami felt his knees buckle underneath of him, starring intently at his lighter half. This wasn't possible. It wasn't.
Could it be?
Ripping off the teenager's shirt, he looked at where the wound was supposed to be, and found flawless ivory skin.
Still unsatisfied, he turned Yuugi slightly to look at his back, running his hands over his spine.
Smooth and unblemished.
"Yuugi," he whispered, afraid that if he spoke too loud the body beneath him would suddenly collapse and leave him again.
"Hai, Yami." He brought a hand up to feel Death's cheek, like he had done so many times before. Icy pin-prickles bit at his skin. "Yami, you're cold again."
The prince of darkness choked back a sob, enveloping his light in a searing hug. The flames died down into nothingness.
"I missed you," Yuugi stated.
"I couldn't feel you. I couldn't feel anything."
"I know."
Sitting down next to his reclaimed love, Yami didn't have any intention of letting Yuugi go for a long, long time.
Yuugi looked around him, surprised at what he saw.
Wherever the flames had touched, blood was now in its place. Much like a brush fire turns everything black, so the fires of Hell left the blood of its victims in its wake.
"Yami. . ."
"Hai," he asked, nuzzling his lover.
"How am I back?"
The demon lifted his head to allow his bloodied gaze to look deep into those endless lavender pools. "I don't know."
Yuugi's brow furrowed in confusion, when his thinking was interupted.
"That, I can explain."
Yami's head snapped up, energies and fire dancing around him once again. "How many times do I have to kill you?!" He seethed with rage.
Yuugi looked up confused. "Why are there two of you?"
"Your beloved demon didn't really kill me. Something backfired, and my soul split. Now I, too, have a hikari. He's the one that healed Yuugi, and I put his soul back."
"Why." It was a demand, not a question by the dark prince.
"I seriously didn't think you'd try and kill the whole earth! You're nuts!"
Yami merely snorted.
"Why did you do it?" Yuugi asked. His voice was remarkabley calm, for someone who had just been murdered.
"Because I don't want to go back to Hell. I don't want his role."
"So that's why you tried to kill him. So I would go back and you could leave scott free!"
"Isn't there another that can take the place?" Yuugi pleaded.
"Malik will go back from whence he came," Yami confirmed. "It's the most suitable punishment for going near you."
The minion's face paled, and his lighter half blanched.
"But Yami, he doesn't want that either. He want happiness, like you found. You can't send his hikari back there, too."
Yami looked into those pleading purple eyes. "But Yuugi, he hurt you. He KILLED you. How can you forgive that so easily?"
The teenager brought their faces closer, twirling the locks of golden bangs lovingly in his fingers. "Please?"
The demon's reslove faded, now remembering the compassion that he had first been shown. The reason that he first fell in love with the boy.
"All right, love. For you."
The minion could not believe that the child was pleading his very existance for him. He, too, was realizing why Death was so drawn to him.
Yuugi turned his eyes back onto Malik. "You know, all you had to do was ask. I would have listened."
Both the hikari and the darker side of the minion were taken aback. That solution seemed so simple, so easy to do, he never would have thought that it would work.
Yami pulled Yuugi on his lap, arms latched firmly around his light. "Now, to think who else could take the job that neither of us want."
The minion cleared away some of the blood with a wave of his rod, sitting down as well, his hikari joining him. "You know, there might be one that would take it willingly."
Yami looked lost deep in thought. "Yes, there is one."
"Who," Yuugi asked curiously. His darker side answered with a sound of complete contempt.
"Pegasus."
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Hmm, I think maybe one or two chapter sleft to the story. Still not sure. R&R!
"Well, I know that most of you are pretty mad that I could do something so horrid to our most favorite character, Yuugi-kun. Please believe me, that this roller coaster of a fic will be well worth the torture of reading either hungry, on lack of sleep, or with the knowledge that you still have MANY chores to do. I hope that this next chapter will please you, and I hope greatly that you enjoy it. Arigato for spending so much of your time reading things that could permanently damage you brain, and boosting the tiny little ego of a demented hikair. Enjoy."
She leaves, and the spot light fades, now moving to where the story left off last, with the coming demise of the earth in flames.
* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
Pale lavender eyes blinked painfully open. What in the name of Hell just happened?
A warm, glowing sensation caressed his face, slowly trying to bite into his tanned cheeks. And it was silent. So utterly, utterly silent.
Dear. Gods.
He sat up and, to his horror, saw a giant wall of red and black flames moving slowly and steadily towards him. Instantly, he realized why.
Death wanted to kill the earth slowly. He wanted to feel every scream, and wanted to relish in the fear as every human was trapped, cornerd, and burned alive.
Suddenly, a groan to his right caught his attention, and he simply was dumbstruck.
-So he had been split in half.-
A duplicate of him was lying on the ground, rubbing his head, attempting to sit up.
Clutching the Sennen Rod tightly, the minion ran over to his other self and held on to him tightly.
"W-what the Hell just happened? Why are there two of me?" This gentler version of him inquired.
"Apparently, the prince managed to split our soul somehow."
The other him chuckled. "Never would have though that I had a lighter side." He looked up at him. "So now what do we do?"
The fires had reached them, and the minion struggled to uphold his sheilds, holding the rod up to enforce the magic. Soon, they were surrounded by nothing but fire.
"We have to find him! Get up! You've got work to do!" He dragged his lighter half up.
"What do you mean?!"
"Damn it, just come on!" And with that, the two of them plunged deeper into the flames, until the lighter version of himself was starring at the dead body, who had yet been untouched by the scortching, silent inferno.
"Oh, crap."
"Heal him, hikari! You've got the aura for it! I can see it all over you! Heal this body!"
His light looked at him dumbstruck. "Are you crazy? He's dead! What am I supposed to do with a dead body?!"
"Damn it, just heal him! Quickly! I didn't take over as Death for nothing! I'VE still got a hold of his soul. If you heal him, I'll return it! We can't let the entire earth die!"
Grumbling about his ill luck, the hikari kneeled down next to the body. It might have only been one wound, but it was bad. Very bad. It had it major organs, the spine, and more specifically, the heart.
Sweat was pouring down the minions face. His sheilds were fine unless they were being forced upon. And right now, the fires were trying to outright attack them for going near the body of the dead teenager.
"Hurry up!"
"I'm working on it!"
Seeing the final glow of yellow energy, the hikari could see that the blood had completely vanished, and the souless body was now whole.
"All right, I'm done."
"Good!" The minion waved his hand, allowing the spirit to slip back to its own body. "Now come on!" Clutching his hikari, the two ran back out into the flames.
* * * * * * * *
Ryou starred, horror struck. The fire. The fire was coming right for him.
Currently, he was standing in front of a store, quite a ways from his home. And he was paralyzed.
:YAMI!!!!!: He cried desperately through his shared link.
Bakura was out instantly, ice blue eyes widening at what he saw. "Oh, shit." Grabbing Ryou around the waist, he held up the glolden ring that he resided in like a human would hold a cross at an oncoming vampire.
"Sit down, hikari."
Ryou complied, and his dark spirit sat down next to him. The less space that he had to hold shield over, the longer it would last.
The fires moved past them, and over them. The store from which the teenager had just come from was, as of now, just a memory as the silent inferno inhialated its existance.
Even shielded, the two shook with unrelenting fear.
* * * * * * * * *
Sugoroku left the confines of the kitchen, wondering where his grandson could be. It was quite late, the sun just getting ready to set. Of course, being that it was nearing summer, the great ball of light never truly set until well after nine.
Moving to the front door, he thought he might like to get a breath of fresh air.
He had not expected the air to smell of burning flesh, acrid and scortching.
Red and black flames licked at the sky, moving steadily towards him and his game shop. What was even odder-
there was no smoke.
* * * * * * * * *
Amethyst eyes flickered open, suddenly confused. Last he remembered, he was dying.
Sitting up, he saw with shock that he was surrounded by flames. They reached taller that he could see, and there was no one else in sight.
:Yami. . .: he tried. He didn't get a verbal response. Just this odd feeling that he was only hearing voices. That his broken heart was vainly trying to hold on to something that was no longer there.
Then he realized with a jolt that those feelings weren't his.
:YAMI!!: He wailed again. :Yami, where are you!? YAMI!!:
Crimson eyes blinked open in the flames of Hell. Had he heard correctly? Could he have?
:Yami, come back! Where are you?! All I see is flames!:
Yuugi!
* * * * * * * * *
The little girl watched terrified as the flames advanced towards her home.
"Mama, what's going on?"
The face of the little girl's mother was starkly pale. "I don't know."
The heat was unbearable. The silence was nerve racking. They were going to consume them. Every single one of them.
And then, without warning, the wall of fire halted in its tracks.
* * * * * * * * * *
Yami lowered himself to the ground, stepping through the flames.
There was Yuugi, wide eyed and sweating under the heat. He was still lying on the ground, but he had sat up part way, leaning his weight on his hands behind him.
Yami felt his knees buckle underneath of him, starring intently at his lighter half. This wasn't possible. It wasn't.
Could it be?
Ripping off the teenager's shirt, he looked at where the wound was supposed to be, and found flawless ivory skin.
Still unsatisfied, he turned Yuugi slightly to look at his back, running his hands over his spine.
Smooth and unblemished.
"Yuugi," he whispered, afraid that if he spoke too loud the body beneath him would suddenly collapse and leave him again.
"Hai, Yami." He brought a hand up to feel Death's cheek, like he had done so many times before. Icy pin-prickles bit at his skin. "Yami, you're cold again."
The prince of darkness choked back a sob, enveloping his light in a searing hug. The flames died down into nothingness.
"I missed you," Yuugi stated.
"I couldn't feel you. I couldn't feel anything."
"I know."
Sitting down next to his reclaimed love, Yami didn't have any intention of letting Yuugi go for a long, long time.
Yuugi looked around him, surprised at what he saw.
Wherever the flames had touched, blood was now in its place. Much like a brush fire turns everything black, so the fires of Hell left the blood of its victims in its wake.
"Yami. . ."
"Hai," he asked, nuzzling his lover.
"How am I back?"
The demon lifted his head to allow his bloodied gaze to look deep into those endless lavender pools. "I don't know."
Yuugi's brow furrowed in confusion, when his thinking was interupted.
"That, I can explain."
Yami's head snapped up, energies and fire dancing around him once again. "How many times do I have to kill you?!" He seethed with rage.
Yuugi looked up confused. "Why are there two of you?"
"Your beloved demon didn't really kill me. Something backfired, and my soul split. Now I, too, have a hikari. He's the one that healed Yuugi, and I put his soul back."
"Why." It was a demand, not a question by the dark prince.
"I seriously didn't think you'd try and kill the whole earth! You're nuts!"
Yami merely snorted.
"Why did you do it?" Yuugi asked. His voice was remarkabley calm, for someone who had just been murdered.
"Because I don't want to go back to Hell. I don't want his role."
"So that's why you tried to kill him. So I would go back and you could leave scott free!"
"Isn't there another that can take the place?" Yuugi pleaded.
"Malik will go back from whence he came," Yami confirmed. "It's the most suitable punishment for going near you."
The minion's face paled, and his lighter half blanched.
"But Yami, he doesn't want that either. He want happiness, like you found. You can't send his hikari back there, too."
Yami looked into those pleading purple eyes. "But Yuugi, he hurt you. He KILLED you. How can you forgive that so easily?"
The teenager brought their faces closer, twirling the locks of golden bangs lovingly in his fingers. "Please?"
The demon's reslove faded, now remembering the compassion that he had first been shown. The reason that he first fell in love with the boy.
"All right, love. For you."
The minion could not believe that the child was pleading his very existance for him. He, too, was realizing why Death was so drawn to him.
Yuugi turned his eyes back onto Malik. "You know, all you had to do was ask. I would have listened."
Both the hikari and the darker side of the minion were taken aback. That solution seemed so simple, so easy to do, he never would have thought that it would work.
Yami pulled Yuugi on his lap, arms latched firmly around his light. "Now, to think who else could take the job that neither of us want."
The minion cleared away some of the blood with a wave of his rod, sitting down as well, his hikari joining him. "You know, there might be one that would take it willingly."
Yami looked lost deep in thought. "Yes, there is one."
"Who," Yuugi asked curiously. His darker side answered with a sound of complete contempt.
"Pegasus."
* * * * * * * *
Hmm, I think maybe one or two chapter sleft to the story. Still not sure. R&R!