Yugi fumbled to open the door. Last time he'd checked it was around five
in the morning, light was starting to edge the sky.
Slipping in he went unnoticed by the occupants of the room, heading strait for the bathroom to clean up. It took him quite a while to make it up the stares, tensing every step or two.
When he was there he shut and locked the door with a click and turned on the fan, no use in walking the people if by chance he was to cry out in pain. Looking in the mirror Yugi sighed in relief, his friend hadn't really marked up his face, the others wouldn't notice.
Yugi gripped the hem of his shirt, lifting it above his head. The tri- colored haired man winced at the state his chest was in. Cuts, welts and bruises were everywhere, the occasional puncture wound. Yugi sighed and hoped Yami and grandpa still kept all the first aid in the bathroom, they did.
Taking a roll of gauze out he started to cut it into pieces to fit his wounds, using the tape found to hold it in place. After finishing with the worst on his chest he pulled up his pant leg and followed the same process. After he was done with the gauze he pulled out the ointment and unscrewed the cap, he had a few burns that needed to be tended to.
Yugi slowly and carefully grabbed the waistband of his pants, pulling them down to tend to more, painful, matters.
When Yugi had stopped all the bleeding and dressed all the wounds that needed it he flexed his had, hissing in pain. Looking for the source of the burning pain he'd just felt he came to his left pinky finger, what looked like a rope burn ran across it, the flesh had been ripped off down to the point that the bone was showing. [1]
Opening up the first aid kit again he pulled out the ointment, putting it on and a band-aid over. After that was done he packed up the kit and placed it back under the sink, making sure to be careful not to bump his pinky.
The injured man walked from the bathroom and to the kitchen, the clock on the microwave showing in florescent green that it was 7:30. It had taken him an hour to get home?! Wow.
The others would be waking up soon; he might as well wait for them.
~*~Yugi's POV~*~
You know, some times I wonder why I was born. Maybe I was put here so the gods could have some entertainment, that's sure what it feels like. For the past four years I've been through some of the worst and best times of my life, mostly worse. Sure, it looks like I'm happy being who I am, with Boss, Mandy, Matt, Miles and Zavier. I don't mind the team; it's me who I hate. Why I hate myself you ask? Lets see, we could start with my height, sure, it's good for sneaking around and not getting caught but you wouldn't believe how much you get picked on.
I try not to show my true feelings, I don't want to draw attention to myself, show a weakness. I don't know why I'm even thinking about this now. I guess it's been on my mind for quite a while. One questions been plaguing my mind a lot lately though, why me? Was it because I would be too easy to break me? Was it because I was too weak? Or in my past life did I do something terrible? Oh, wait. I've done something terrible in this life too. I wonder if all those who have used me for their own sick pleasure would enjoy hearing me say this?
I'm broken.
No one would really think that to be true, but it is. I've been broken since that very day four years ago. This entire tough act is nothing but a way to shield myself from further pain. Oh how I'd love to yell out my feelings, but no. I can't, I would if I had the chance. Maybe I should. No. I don't know. AARGGG!!
~*~End POV~*~
Yami yawned and sat up. 'I wonder what time it is?' The early morning sunlight was peeking in from between the blinds in his room. It used to be Yugi and his both but now, it was just his.
Yami sniffed. Bacon, pancakes. Drool formed at the corner of his mouth, being quickly wiped away. Almost like a zombie Yami walked out of his room, down the hall to the stares, and into the kitchen. All the assassin's sat around the kitchen table, Yugi standing over the stove cooking. Yami chuckled, 'It looks like Yugi's still the number one chef in the place!' Yami smiled fondly remembering all the times they had made a meal, standing side by side, sometimes throwing a bit of food at each other.
Hearing Yami enter the room Yugi and the others turned to him, smiling or saying a 'good morning'.
Yami smiled a bit back and walked over to Yugi, grabbing one of the wooden spoons he was using to stir the pancake batter and beat it. Yugi looked over surprised, then smiled. "Thanks!"
"So, Yugi. What time did you get home last night?"
"I dunno, around five I guess." Yugi didn't even turn to the 5000 year old pharaoh, dumping a bunch of batter into the frying pan. Yami's eyebrows furrowed when he noticed Yugi was favoring his right hand, and when his did use his left hand he did so lightly. Inspecting even closer he saw a band- aid on the boy's pinky finger. Checking for any other injuries he notice Yugi seemed to stiffen every so often, then relax, continuing on with what he was doing.
Yami reached out, gripping onto Yugi's left hand and set it in his palm. "What happened?" Yami didn't notice when he had gripped Yugi he'd forced his to turn, sending waves of pain washing over his aibou.
"N-nothing!" Yami, not believing his other half started to peel the band- aid off the appendage. Yugi hissed in pain as the air hit the wound, the burning pain coming back four times as bad.
Yami frowned at the deep gash; the skin surrounding it was white. "What happened?"
Yugi's mind rushed to find and excuse. "I tripped and grabbed a rope, it's just a little rope burn." Yugi snatched the band-aid from Yami and put it back in place.
When Yugi turned back to the stove to continue making breakfast he froze.
~*~Yugi's POV~*~
Crap. Not now! Aww man! This just isn't my day, not at all.
Stupid, stupid.
What am I going to do now? I didn't think it was that bad!!
I can feel the blood start to seep out of the re-opened wound; soon it will start to show through my pants. I new I shouldn't have worn beige!! If I walk out of the room I'll only open the wound further and they'll see the blood and know what happened! I can't just stand here all day!
Why me?! I feel like crawling into a hole and dieing!
Maybe if I can play my cards right I can get out without them noticing, just maybe.
I turn to my Yami, being sure not to move my legs too much, I feel like a girl who's sprung a leak and is trying not to show it, or get her cloths dirty.
I tap Yami on the shoulder, using my right hand of course. He turns and asks what I need.
The bathroom! That's what I can tell him! And so I did. He nods and tells me he'll take over while I'm gone.
Ok, now to the hard part, getting across the kitchen to the door, what am I gonna do? Ha! I know! I'll just walk out backwards, pretending to talk to some one! But who? Maybe I can just start one with Boss.
~*~End POV~*~
Yugi stood for a few seconds, listening to what Boss and the others were talking about. Yugi smiled, perfect.
Boss waved his arms around madly, speaking at 5000 mph. "He kick the vacuum and started yelling something about 'sending the stupid vacuum's soul to the medow realm' or something like that, turns out he broke three toes. Next week he did the same thing! Again!!" Yugi turned and started to walk out of the room, his back facing the doorway.
"Hey!" Boss and the team turned to the man. "I didn't break anything! And it's 'shadow' realm, not medow realm!!" Yugi smirked when Boss argued back. His plan was working perfectly!
"You did too break something!!! I seem to remember a certain someone yelling out 'AAWWW MAN!! I DID IT AGAIN!!!!' then complaining about stupid vacuums and breaking everything . . . then there was the limp for a couple days."
Yugi's smirk widened, he was at the doorway, all he had to do was turn the corner and he was home free! Yugi took one more step backwards, turning so he was behind the wall. Smiling at his accomplishment he started to turn.
"Hey Yuge!" Yugi's face faltered. 'No way! This cannot be happening!!!'
Joey smiled from behind his friend about to walk around him when a quite large crimson stain on the seat of Yugi pants caught his attention. Joey narrowed his eyes in anger, he may have seemed clueless about some things but he knew what this meant.
Joey rushed around to Yugi's front, grabbing his shoulders and then releasing when the smaller man cried out in pain. Without saying anything Joey pulled down the collar of Yugi's baggy black shirt, reveling bandages with red spots leaking through and some long strait welts.
"Who?" Joey growled out through clenched teeth.
Yugi just kept his silence, looking at the floor rather then Joey face.
Yami, Boss, Mandy, Matt, Zavier, and Miles stepped out of the kitchen, hearing the commotion. "What's going on?" Matt asked.
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I'm gonna have the next chapter out soon.
[1] Did you know that that hurts like heck? Ya . . . got the scare to prove it! And if your wondering why he didn't get to worried over it it's because it's not all that serious . . . other then the fact that your bones are sticking out . . . oh well.
100 REVIEWS!!!!!!! Never in my life did I think I would get that many!!!! Thank you!!!! *Faints*
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Slipping in he went unnoticed by the occupants of the room, heading strait for the bathroom to clean up. It took him quite a while to make it up the stares, tensing every step or two.
When he was there he shut and locked the door with a click and turned on the fan, no use in walking the people if by chance he was to cry out in pain. Looking in the mirror Yugi sighed in relief, his friend hadn't really marked up his face, the others wouldn't notice.
Yugi gripped the hem of his shirt, lifting it above his head. The tri- colored haired man winced at the state his chest was in. Cuts, welts and bruises were everywhere, the occasional puncture wound. Yugi sighed and hoped Yami and grandpa still kept all the first aid in the bathroom, they did.
Taking a roll of gauze out he started to cut it into pieces to fit his wounds, using the tape found to hold it in place. After finishing with the worst on his chest he pulled up his pant leg and followed the same process. After he was done with the gauze he pulled out the ointment and unscrewed the cap, he had a few burns that needed to be tended to.
Yugi slowly and carefully grabbed the waistband of his pants, pulling them down to tend to more, painful, matters.
When Yugi had stopped all the bleeding and dressed all the wounds that needed it he flexed his had, hissing in pain. Looking for the source of the burning pain he'd just felt he came to his left pinky finger, what looked like a rope burn ran across it, the flesh had been ripped off down to the point that the bone was showing. [1]
Opening up the first aid kit again he pulled out the ointment, putting it on and a band-aid over. After that was done he packed up the kit and placed it back under the sink, making sure to be careful not to bump his pinky.
The injured man walked from the bathroom and to the kitchen, the clock on the microwave showing in florescent green that it was 7:30. It had taken him an hour to get home?! Wow.
The others would be waking up soon; he might as well wait for them.
~*~Yugi's POV~*~
You know, some times I wonder why I was born. Maybe I was put here so the gods could have some entertainment, that's sure what it feels like. For the past four years I've been through some of the worst and best times of my life, mostly worse. Sure, it looks like I'm happy being who I am, with Boss, Mandy, Matt, Miles and Zavier. I don't mind the team; it's me who I hate. Why I hate myself you ask? Lets see, we could start with my height, sure, it's good for sneaking around and not getting caught but you wouldn't believe how much you get picked on.
I try not to show my true feelings, I don't want to draw attention to myself, show a weakness. I don't know why I'm even thinking about this now. I guess it's been on my mind for quite a while. One questions been plaguing my mind a lot lately though, why me? Was it because I would be too easy to break me? Was it because I was too weak? Or in my past life did I do something terrible? Oh, wait. I've done something terrible in this life too. I wonder if all those who have used me for their own sick pleasure would enjoy hearing me say this?
I'm broken.
No one would really think that to be true, but it is. I've been broken since that very day four years ago. This entire tough act is nothing but a way to shield myself from further pain. Oh how I'd love to yell out my feelings, but no. I can't, I would if I had the chance. Maybe I should. No. I don't know. AARGGG!!
~*~End POV~*~
Yami yawned and sat up. 'I wonder what time it is?' The early morning sunlight was peeking in from between the blinds in his room. It used to be Yugi and his both but now, it was just his.
Yami sniffed. Bacon, pancakes. Drool formed at the corner of his mouth, being quickly wiped away. Almost like a zombie Yami walked out of his room, down the hall to the stares, and into the kitchen. All the assassin's sat around the kitchen table, Yugi standing over the stove cooking. Yami chuckled, 'It looks like Yugi's still the number one chef in the place!' Yami smiled fondly remembering all the times they had made a meal, standing side by side, sometimes throwing a bit of food at each other.
Hearing Yami enter the room Yugi and the others turned to him, smiling or saying a 'good morning'.
Yami smiled a bit back and walked over to Yugi, grabbing one of the wooden spoons he was using to stir the pancake batter and beat it. Yugi looked over surprised, then smiled. "Thanks!"
"So, Yugi. What time did you get home last night?"
"I dunno, around five I guess." Yugi didn't even turn to the 5000 year old pharaoh, dumping a bunch of batter into the frying pan. Yami's eyebrows furrowed when he noticed Yugi was favoring his right hand, and when his did use his left hand he did so lightly. Inspecting even closer he saw a band- aid on the boy's pinky finger. Checking for any other injuries he notice Yugi seemed to stiffen every so often, then relax, continuing on with what he was doing.
Yami reached out, gripping onto Yugi's left hand and set it in his palm. "What happened?" Yami didn't notice when he had gripped Yugi he'd forced his to turn, sending waves of pain washing over his aibou.
"N-nothing!" Yami, not believing his other half started to peel the band- aid off the appendage. Yugi hissed in pain as the air hit the wound, the burning pain coming back four times as bad.
Yami frowned at the deep gash; the skin surrounding it was white. "What happened?"
Yugi's mind rushed to find and excuse. "I tripped and grabbed a rope, it's just a little rope burn." Yugi snatched the band-aid from Yami and put it back in place.
When Yugi turned back to the stove to continue making breakfast he froze.
~*~Yugi's POV~*~
Crap. Not now! Aww man! This just isn't my day, not at all.
Stupid, stupid.
What am I going to do now? I didn't think it was that bad!!
I can feel the blood start to seep out of the re-opened wound; soon it will start to show through my pants. I new I shouldn't have worn beige!! If I walk out of the room I'll only open the wound further and they'll see the blood and know what happened! I can't just stand here all day!
Why me?! I feel like crawling into a hole and dieing!
Maybe if I can play my cards right I can get out without them noticing, just maybe.
I turn to my Yami, being sure not to move my legs too much, I feel like a girl who's sprung a leak and is trying not to show it, or get her cloths dirty.
I tap Yami on the shoulder, using my right hand of course. He turns and asks what I need.
The bathroom! That's what I can tell him! And so I did. He nods and tells me he'll take over while I'm gone.
Ok, now to the hard part, getting across the kitchen to the door, what am I gonna do? Ha! I know! I'll just walk out backwards, pretending to talk to some one! But who? Maybe I can just start one with Boss.
~*~End POV~*~
Yugi stood for a few seconds, listening to what Boss and the others were talking about. Yugi smiled, perfect.
Boss waved his arms around madly, speaking at 5000 mph. "He kick the vacuum and started yelling something about 'sending the stupid vacuum's soul to the medow realm' or something like that, turns out he broke three toes. Next week he did the same thing! Again!!" Yugi turned and started to walk out of the room, his back facing the doorway.
"Hey!" Boss and the team turned to the man. "I didn't break anything! And it's 'shadow' realm, not medow realm!!" Yugi smirked when Boss argued back. His plan was working perfectly!
"You did too break something!!! I seem to remember a certain someone yelling out 'AAWWW MAN!! I DID IT AGAIN!!!!' then complaining about stupid vacuums and breaking everything . . . then there was the limp for a couple days."
Yugi's smirk widened, he was at the doorway, all he had to do was turn the corner and he was home free! Yugi took one more step backwards, turning so he was behind the wall. Smiling at his accomplishment he started to turn.
"Hey Yuge!" Yugi's face faltered. 'No way! This cannot be happening!!!'
Joey smiled from behind his friend about to walk around him when a quite large crimson stain on the seat of Yugi pants caught his attention. Joey narrowed his eyes in anger, he may have seemed clueless about some things but he knew what this meant.
Joey rushed around to Yugi's front, grabbing his shoulders and then releasing when the smaller man cried out in pain. Without saying anything Joey pulled down the collar of Yugi's baggy black shirt, reveling bandages with red spots leaking through and some long strait welts.
"Who?" Joey growled out through clenched teeth.
Yugi just kept his silence, looking at the floor rather then Joey face.
Yami, Boss, Mandy, Matt, Zavier, and Miles stepped out of the kitchen, hearing the commotion. "What's going on?" Matt asked.
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I'm gonna have the next chapter out soon.
[1] Did you know that that hurts like heck? Ya . . . got the scare to prove it! And if your wondering why he didn't get to worried over it it's because it's not all that serious . . . other then the fact that your bones are sticking out . . . oh well.
100 REVIEWS!!!!!!! Never in my life did I think I would get that many!!!! Thank you!!!! *Faints*
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