Response to Review:
YamiAnubis: O.o;; Your crazy right? I'm sorry but I loath him, and he's my character. Ah well, everyone has their opinion, sorry if I's offended ya.
Bunny Meatball: ... Sorry?
Mittens no Hikari: Ok! *Huggles Yugi* I know... I hate Jirito! He's so mean!
Moonclaw: well you may not like this chappy, but I guess yaz never know ^^;;
Dagger5: Lol, He went thata way! *Points at Jirito.*
Jirito: O.O *Gulp*
Sorceress Vanessa: Yay Millennium Scepter! Yay SV! Heehee. P.S. Your story... ROCKS!
Chibi Chibi Tenshi: That part with the teddy was added in afterwards, and I'm glad I put it in, more affective.
Red Roses2-chan: I should start a 'Who hates Jirito?' club XD Lol, joking. But ya, Jirito's a jerk.
daggermaster: well I guess if I's makes peeps cry, it's a bad and good thing. Bad that you cry, good it has affect ^^;
Ashla: Well it ain't an angst for nout ya know ^^ poor Yugi! *Huggles*
Shibby-One: Who wouldn't? Jirito go BOOM! *Shoots Jirito with a Bazooka.* MUHAHA!
Yugi: O.o;; She's crazy...
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
"This is talking"
'These are thoughts'
School and Life; A Living Nightmare
Solitude. That was Yugi's life now. He didn't want to be with anyone. His life might as well be over, that's what it felt like.
It had been a few weeks sense he had seen any sign of his father, the last being him returning home, but not for the reason Yugi was hoping...
Yugi lay on the sofa hugging his teddy, looking at a locket in his hands. This was what he had been trying to get when his father accused him of not caring about his mother's death. On the inside, was a picture of him and his parents. It was taken on Yugi's fourth birthday, and they all looked so happy.
"Why did this have to happen...?" He found himself saying this allot these days, but he still couldn't accept the fact his mother was gone and never coming back. "Grandpa said he's was sure daddy would be ok soon. Daddy'll come back..." He thought to himself, but couldn't understand why he felt doubtful way deep inside.
He sat up quickly as he heard the front door opening. His grandfather was in the kitchen, who was coming in? He pulled himself to looked over the back of the sofa and his eyes grew wide. "Daddy?" He barely dared himself to believe what he'd seen, but jumped off the sofa and ran up the stairs after his father. Looking into his parent's room he frowned as he saw his father pulling out a suitcase and beginning to throw things into it. "Daddy?" He repeated. "Whad awe you doin'?"
Jirito looked back at Yugi, but quickly turned away, ignoring him. He heard Yugi walking up beside him, but he was nearly done packing. He quickly closed the suitcase and sealed it up, picking it up he walked out the door. He couldn't look at Yugi... he couldn't bare to see him, he reminded Jirito too much of Sarah. It broke his heart. He stormed into the kitchen, but could still here Yugi following him down the stairs at a slowly pace. "Solomen, I'm leaving; for good. And I'm not taking Yugi."
Yugi froze as he reached the door. This couldn't be... it couldn't be true... his father couldn't leave him now, not again. He didn't want to feel the pain of being abandoned once again.
But within minutes, Jirito was out the front door again. He sighed as he closed the back door of the car after throwing his stuff in. He suddenly felt something on his leg and looked down to see Yugi hugging him. "Daddy you c-can't go!" Yugi protested through uncontrollable sobs, but Jirito pushed him away and sat into the car.
Yugi still calling his father as the car drove away again, though his voice was broken. From there he knew it. Even if they met again, they would no longer be the same. He had lost his only father... forever...
Solomen had taken down any pictures of Jirito or Sarah, feeling that it was too much of a painful memory for Yugi to have. The only thing he couldn't get near was Yugi's stuffed teddy, Yugi wouldn't let him touch it. He wouldn't protest loudly, he just hug it tightly and shake his head every time Solomen asked for it. Obviously, Yugi wasn't planning on giving it up, so after a week or so, Solomen gave up.
The weeks came and went, and before he knew it, Yugi was up early in the morning preparing himself for his first day of school. He tried to sound enthusiastic, but it wasn't easy. To be honest, he didn't really understand what was going on.
At the School
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"Your in school Yugi. Now go over there and try to talk to someone." Solomen explained, pushing Yugi forward into the room. Playschool didn't look so bad, there were toys everywhere. But Yugi didn't feel like playing right now, so he just went as sat by the windowsill, looking out. He was confused to see his grandfather going outside, and looked over. He walked out the school gates, but Yugi didn't worry. He'd be back soon.
Yugi watched the minutes roll by, but his grandfather still hadn't returned. Half an hour is a long time to a five-year-old so he was starting to worry. He got up and walked over to what his grandfather said was the teacher and pulled her sleeve to get her attention. "'scuse me lady, but where'd my gwandpa go?"
The teacher smiled down at him. "Oh, your grandfather went home."
Yugi's eyes suddenly grew wide. "He abandoned me too...?"
The teacher looked confused at him. "Abandoned? No, no, you don't understand, he's coming back to pick you up in about two hours, there's nothing to worry about. School is just a place you come to almost every day to learn about things, he's not trying to get rid of you."
Yugi sighed in relief. "Dat's good..." He couldn't begin to imagine what it would be like if he was abandoned again, he didn't think he could stand it.
At first it was just some kid who had forgotten lunch, and Yugi had offered his. The kid took advantage of Yugi's hospitality, and started to ask for it every day. Yugi, afraid of being rude, handed it over, but reluctantly. The one time he refused by asking why they wanted it when they had their own, the punched him a few times until he handed it over.
They seemed to have developed a taste for it, for every time they could, they hurt him. To their convenience, Yugi refused to fight back. He had seen to much pain in his life to hurt someone else. This torture secretly progressed. Getting longer and more painful. Still, Yugi told no one.
Yugi, now aged seven, made no reply. He just sat in silence, hoping they would get fed up soon enough, like they usually did. But they didn't, it continued until the school grounds had cleared when everyone went home. Yugi was left alone, unmoving, trying to regain his strength to reach home. Not that he was looking forward to going home either.
Solomen had left for Egypt a few months before, and Yugi had someone taking care of him until he came back. Unfortunately, that person was about as nice to Yugi as the bullies in the school. All she did was make him work, work, and work some more. His life had reached a new low...
"Sorry Miss Jemma." Yugi apologised as he cleaned off the table after dinner. He was exhausted from tidying the house again, and stiff because he was covered in bruises. Still she forced him to bring her things from the kitchen, and then made him clean up after her. He was a servant in his own home.
Yugi dragged his feet along the ground and climbed the stairs slowly but surely. He thanked the heavens tomorrow was Saturday. He wouldn't have been able to live another day of school. He walked into the bathroom and looked at his reflection, pushing his bangs out of his face to reveal a badly bruised eye. He filled the sink with water and dipped a cloth in water. He took off his shirt and sat down on the floor, cleaning out cuts and put pressure against the bruise around his eye.
After a few minutes he pulled on his pyjamas and sat on his bed, sighing heavily. Beside his pillow, he saw his teddy, where he always was, and picked him up, looking at him. He waved the teddy's arms a little and, in a small voice, began to sing quietly to himself. "Happy birthday to me..."
To Be Continued
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Don'cha feel Yugi's pain? So sad! *Huggles*
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