Seto walked back to Yugi's bedside, "So I guess you'll be moving in as soon
as you're released."
Yugi's jaw dropped, "Wait, what? I'm actually going to be LIVING with you?!?!"
"Of course! How do you expect someone to believe I'm your guardian if you live alone?" and in any case SOMEONE has to watch you incase you try something like this again."
"I can take care of myself, so just bug off."
"Yeah well, I know you can take care of yourself, but as far as the government and that social worker is concerned, you can't. And if she finds out that you are living by yourself, then well even as nice as she is, she'll throw your ass in an orphanage."
Yugi's mouth snapped shut, just before he started to protest. He hadn't thought of that.
"And I also wanted to say sorry for not paying attention."
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Yugi stayed in the hospital for three days, each day Seto visited him. Soon Yugi was able to forgive him, somewhat, and the two actually became pretty good friends.
But every time any of Yugi's former friends came to visit, Yugi would yell at them and on the third day none of them came.
"Guess it's time for you to start moving in." Seto said after he and Yugi left the hospital and were Seto's limo.
Yugi sighed, "Yeah I guess so, but I'm gonna miss the card shop. What will happen to it?"
"Well, it's still yours, so whatever you choose."
"Yugi looked at Seto surprised, "Really?"
"Of course." Seto was surprised by Yugi's surprise. "You didn't think I was going to take the shop from you did you?"
Yugi was silent, his head down.
"Yugi I know how hard you worked on the shop, and your grandfather owned it and left it to you, I wouldn't take that away from you. I know how important it is to you."
Yugi was silent for a while. Then Seto realized that Yugi was actually crying and he moved closer to Yugi and sheepishly wrapped his arm around Yugi's shoulders.
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A half an hour later Yugi was walking into what was to be his new home.
"Yugi! Seto said you were going to be staying here! Is that true?!" Mokuba said as he met Yugi at the door.
"Yeah, I'm gonna be staying here for some time."
"Actually he's going to be living with us." Seto said as he came into the house, behind Yugi.
"Really?!" Mokuba looked at Yugi with wide eyes.
"Um, yes." Yugi answered.
"WOW, cool!"
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Forty-five minutes later, after Mokuba gave Yugi the grand tour of the huge house, Yugi was in the room that he had chosen to be his. He was starting to unpack.
He opened his suitcase and looked inside, there were a few pairs of boxers, some shirts and some jeans, and some other necessities he hadn't packed much, not until he had finally settled in. He moved a small stack of shirts and saw a shoebox. He took the box from the suitcase and sat on the edge of the bed. He opened it and looked inside.
It had looked like any other shoebox from the outside but on the inside it showed its true nature. There were flecks, drops and thin trails of blood that had soaked into the cardboard. Jagged pieces of broken glass resided within the box. He looked at the pieces that glittered as the light hit them, he could see his blood on their edges. He reached in and carefully picked out a piece. He looked at it and smiled. He reached for his sleeve and started to roll it up.
"When did you start?" Yugi jumped when Seto spoke, he hadn't heard Seto come in.
"I told you about that day I found out about Joey and Tea, yeah, that day." Yugi still sat looking at the shard in his hand.
"Oh, but why?" Seto walked farther into the room.
"I.I don't quite know. I remember the way I felt when I had broken the mirror, I remember that disgust at seeing my own face. That face that everyone thought was always a smile. I remember trying to smile in the mirror, trying to tall myself that I had to smile to help everyone out, I couldn't be selfish and get pissed over Joey and Tea's relationship. Then I realized that I was doing just what everybody was, they didn't consider what I was feeling, they just did as they pleased and figured that I'd smile and be happy during it all.
I remember I wanted to call you all up and scream at you, curse you out and let you all feel just what I was feeling, let you know how angry I was, but I couldn't bring myself to do that, I had all this anger but I couldn't do anything about it. I balled up my fist and punched the mirror and then watched as I crumbled before my own eyes. I liked watching that, I looked down at my fist and saw that I was bleeding. Some part of me yelled that I should go and get help but there was another part that said that if I was to hurt one of you it could be their blood that was on my hand. And then I started cutting, it was like I could hurt all of you, without actually doing it.
I really got to like watching my arm bleed." Yugi looked down at his arms, which were under his long sleeves.
Seto was sitting next to Yugi; he had inched his way over as Yugi had been speaking. He reached out and to push back Yugi's sleeve and look at his arm, but Yugi pulled his arm back from Seto.
"I think we should get rid of this." Seto said as he took the box and the shard from Yugi. He smiled at Yugi and walked out of the room.
Yugi's jaw dropped, "Wait, what? I'm actually going to be LIVING with you?!?!"
"Of course! How do you expect someone to believe I'm your guardian if you live alone?" and in any case SOMEONE has to watch you incase you try something like this again."
"I can take care of myself, so just bug off."
"Yeah well, I know you can take care of yourself, but as far as the government and that social worker is concerned, you can't. And if she finds out that you are living by yourself, then well even as nice as she is, she'll throw your ass in an orphanage."
Yugi's mouth snapped shut, just before he started to protest. He hadn't thought of that.
"And I also wanted to say sorry for not paying attention."
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Yugi stayed in the hospital for three days, each day Seto visited him. Soon Yugi was able to forgive him, somewhat, and the two actually became pretty good friends.
But every time any of Yugi's former friends came to visit, Yugi would yell at them and on the third day none of them came.
"Guess it's time for you to start moving in." Seto said after he and Yugi left the hospital and were Seto's limo.
Yugi sighed, "Yeah I guess so, but I'm gonna miss the card shop. What will happen to it?"
"Well, it's still yours, so whatever you choose."
"Yugi looked at Seto surprised, "Really?"
"Of course." Seto was surprised by Yugi's surprise. "You didn't think I was going to take the shop from you did you?"
Yugi was silent, his head down.
"Yugi I know how hard you worked on the shop, and your grandfather owned it and left it to you, I wouldn't take that away from you. I know how important it is to you."
Yugi was silent for a while. Then Seto realized that Yugi was actually crying and he moved closer to Yugi and sheepishly wrapped his arm around Yugi's shoulders.
[][][][]
A half an hour later Yugi was walking into what was to be his new home.
"Yugi! Seto said you were going to be staying here! Is that true?!" Mokuba said as he met Yugi at the door.
"Yeah, I'm gonna be staying here for some time."
"Actually he's going to be living with us." Seto said as he came into the house, behind Yugi.
"Really?!" Mokuba looked at Yugi with wide eyes.
"Um, yes." Yugi answered.
"WOW, cool!"
[][]
Forty-five minutes later, after Mokuba gave Yugi the grand tour of the huge house, Yugi was in the room that he had chosen to be his. He was starting to unpack.
He opened his suitcase and looked inside, there were a few pairs of boxers, some shirts and some jeans, and some other necessities he hadn't packed much, not until he had finally settled in. He moved a small stack of shirts and saw a shoebox. He took the box from the suitcase and sat on the edge of the bed. He opened it and looked inside.
It had looked like any other shoebox from the outside but on the inside it showed its true nature. There were flecks, drops and thin trails of blood that had soaked into the cardboard. Jagged pieces of broken glass resided within the box. He looked at the pieces that glittered as the light hit them, he could see his blood on their edges. He reached in and carefully picked out a piece. He looked at it and smiled. He reached for his sleeve and started to roll it up.
"When did you start?" Yugi jumped when Seto spoke, he hadn't heard Seto come in.
"I told you about that day I found out about Joey and Tea, yeah, that day." Yugi still sat looking at the shard in his hand.
"Oh, but why?" Seto walked farther into the room.
"I.I don't quite know. I remember the way I felt when I had broken the mirror, I remember that disgust at seeing my own face. That face that everyone thought was always a smile. I remember trying to smile in the mirror, trying to tall myself that I had to smile to help everyone out, I couldn't be selfish and get pissed over Joey and Tea's relationship. Then I realized that I was doing just what everybody was, they didn't consider what I was feeling, they just did as they pleased and figured that I'd smile and be happy during it all.
I remember I wanted to call you all up and scream at you, curse you out and let you all feel just what I was feeling, let you know how angry I was, but I couldn't bring myself to do that, I had all this anger but I couldn't do anything about it. I balled up my fist and punched the mirror and then watched as I crumbled before my own eyes. I liked watching that, I looked down at my fist and saw that I was bleeding. Some part of me yelled that I should go and get help but there was another part that said that if I was to hurt one of you it could be their blood that was on my hand. And then I started cutting, it was like I could hurt all of you, without actually doing it.
I really got to like watching my arm bleed." Yugi looked down at his arms, which were under his long sleeves.
Seto was sitting next to Yugi; he had inched his way over as Yugi had been speaking. He reached out and to push back Yugi's sleeve and look at his arm, but Yugi pulled his arm back from Seto.
"I think we should get rid of this." Seto said as he took the box and the shard from Yugi. He smiled at Yugi and walked out of the room.