Contra Ipsum (English: Against Himself)
Well, here's chapter two! I took out the old review replies for obvious reasons ^.^;. Enjoy, and please review!
Me: *sniffling in happiness* I feel so loved! 28 reviews...only for one chapter!!! *glomps reviewers* you're too kind!
Yugi: Nah, you deserve it. *hugs Katya*
Me: *hugs back* AWWW thank you Yugi!
Yami: oy...here she GOES again...
Me and Yugi: SHUT UP, YAMI!
Yugi: *grumbles* why did I have to get stuck with a sarcastic yami?
Yami: ...
Me: *laughs*
Yugi: Katya, I think your fic is loved.
Yami: Geee, ya THINK...
Me: *sighs*
Anyway, I don't think I need to tell you this, but oh well...Yeah, the "nasty voice" is back. Oh come on, don't tell me that you don't argue with yourself! Hehe.
/Yugi to Yami/ //Yami to Yugi// \Thoughts\
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Yugi moaned as his sleep was cut short by the blaring noise of the alarm clock. \Damnit, why can't I just sleep?\
\Oh, stop moaning and get the hell out of bed, you pathetic weakling.\ The nasty voice was back.
Yugi's eyes shot open as he remembered his plans he made the night before. \I'll go to the gym this afternoon. Gramps doesn't really care if I'm home right after school or not, anyways...\
\Fat lot of good THAT'LL do you.\
\Shut up.\ Yugi was tired of arguing with himself.
The voice, however, didn't seem to think so. \How can you expect to lose weight and gain some muscle if you keep eating so much?!\ It continued.
Yugi growled. He hated Mondays and today was going to be even worse than usual; he could tell. Dragging himself out of bed, he listlessly washed, dressed and went downstairs.
Yami was already up and eating; he noticed that his grandfather had made some toast for him as well. He sat down with a sigh and was about to start eating when something nagged at him.
\Sure, go ahead and gorge yourself again...\
He thought for a moment. \I can't keep eating like I've been\ he thought, \I have to cut back\ Although he was hungry, he ate only half of what he normally did.
Solomon Motou walked in just as the two boys were picking up their things to leave. He raised an eyebrow at his grandson's half-empty plate.
"Not enough time, Yugi?"
Yugi didn't look his grandfather in the eye. "No, gramps...just full."
Solomon just shrugged and turned to the taller teen. "Are you going out after school, Yami?"
Yami nodded, "We're going to the arcade. There's a new dancing game Tea wants to try, and Seto and I want to check out the new dueling simulation game."
"Well, have fun, Yami. See you after school."
Yugi sighed to himself and followed Yami out the door. \So much for a goodbye...\
~*~*~
Yugi tagged along behind Yami as they walked to school, lost in his thoughts. He was having second thoughts about cutting back on what he ate.
\I'm still hungry...maybe I should have just eaten what was in front of me...\
\Quit being weak. You ate half. That's better than normal. Think how strong you are if you're able to control how much you eat and when; not to mention you're going to exercise this afternoon.\
Yugi was cut off from his thoughts as a voice sounded behind him.
"Oh my god! Look, it's Yami!" Two children, a girl and a boy, ran past Yugi and up to Yami. Yugi had to give Yami credit for finally correcting people when they addressed him as 'Yugi'. He hated it when people called his name, only to run past him to talk to his yami.
"Hi, Yami!" the girl said, practically jumping up and down, her little brown curly pigtails bouncing. Yugi thought she was about five.
Yami smiled. "Hey."
The boy spoke up. "Yami, can we have your autograph? Please?" He looked hopefully up at the taller boy in front of him.
"Pretty please?" the little girl chimed in.
Yami chuckled. "Sure. Do either of you have a pen and paper?"
Yugi reached into his pocket and pulled out a small notepad and a pen that he kept handy. "I have—" he was cut off.
"Here you go, Yami!" The boy handed him a notebook and a marker. Yami smiled and signed the notebook.
"Mine too, Yami? Please with sugar on top?" the girl piped up, holding up her own notebook.
The said teen laughed. "Of course." He signed his name on her notebook too.
"My name is Mai," the little brunette said proudly.
"Isn't that funny," Yami said, winking at the girl. "One of my friends is named Mai too."
"How cool!" was the enthusiastic reply. Yugi had to smile at the children's antics.
The little boy looked at his watch. Obviously new at reading wristwatches, it took him a few seconds to register the time. "Hey, Mai, we have to go! Mommy will be mad if we're late for school!" They took off, nearly knocking Yugi over as they ran past him.
Yugi just put the notepad and pen away and started walking. He stopped for a moment when he heard the girl ask her brother, "Hey, should we get his autograph too?"
"Nah," was the reply. "We're already late, and besides, I like Yami better anyway."
Yugi hung his head a bit, continuing on, not bothering to try and catch up with his other half, who was well ahead of him now. \Everyone likes Yami better than me,\ he thought sadly.
He walked faster, not wanting to be late. \I'll show them, though,\ he thought with new resolve. \I'll show them all how good I can be.\
~*~*~
::After school::
Yugi walked briskly to the gym. Today hadn't been the best of days; Yugi had had to outrun three potential tormenters, and he was tired.
\You can't rest, you have to go work out!\ Couldn't that nasty little part of his mind shut down?
\Nope. Now get going.\
Yugi walked into the Nautilus area and looked around.
"New, are you?" he looked up and saw a pleasant looking young woman with a clipboard in her hand.
He nodded. "Yes."
She sent him a quizzical look. "You look a bit young. The minimum age here is 15."
Yugi sighed; this happened all the time. He took out his wallet and showed the woman his school ID card, which had his name, age, and picture on it.
The woman looked surprised. "Oh. You're a bit short, aren't you?"
\No, being four feet tall is completely normal\ Yugi thought sarcastically. Aloud, he said, "I guess."
"Well, let me show you how to work the machines so you don't kill yourself trying to lift too much, and get you started."
Fifteen minutes later found Yugi with a chart as to what he should start with and for how long. He looked at the recommended time for beginners: half an hour.
He did 45 minutes instead, feeling exhausted but proud when he was done. \If I can do more each day, just think how good I'll look in a month...\
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Me: *tsks* Yugi, you're starting down a bad road...
Yugi: *rolls eyes* YOU wrote the fic. NOT me. I have NO say in this.
Me: *laughs*
Yami: You're so pathetic...
Me: Oh, quit it, Yami, or I'll have you get run over by a car.
Yami: *gives Katya a Look*
Yugi: *giggles* that may actually be a good idea...
Yami: O.O
Yugi: *winks*
Me: *laughs*
Note: Oh, by the way. I know this chapter wasn't as good as the first one. The thing is, I have a million ideas for this, but they have to happen after a good amount of time has passed. I can't skip a month after the first chapter, and Yugi needs to start going down his self-destructive path first. So, forgive me if these next chapters aren't of the topmost quality.
Anyways, R&R! Ja Ne till next time!