Gemini
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Silence. It was always silent now. Personally, Yuugi didn't want it any other way. Happiness had been when his yami was with him. With happiness came laughter and noise and the rustle of clothes while cuddling.
Every noise was a reminder. Every breath, every heart beat, even the noise of the blood pumping through his veins reminded him of Yami.
For you see, Yami shared Yuugi's body, and when the magic of the puzzle gave him his own body, it took on all of the traits that Yuugi's body had. Heart rate. Blood pressure. Breath rate. Although they were separate, they were still the same, and still direly connected.
And now he was gone.
Why wouldn't he die yet? He was trying, really!
Well, all right, direct suicide was not on his to-do list. He couldn't bring himself to do such an act. He could, however, easily refuse to eat anything. Or drink anything, too.
And so he lay there, motionless.
Let me die. . . please. . .
The aching throb in his chest only grew every day. He couldn't rid get of it. Had Shadii gone in there when he wasn't looking and literally ripped his heart in two?
He was sick to his stomach, and it wasn't from his hunger.
Yuugi was in a black hole, and he wasn't coming out anytime soon.
Trouble. . .
Of course he felt trouble. His life was slowly, painfully slipping away from him. What else would he be feeling?
'Of course, that sinking feeling in my stomach doesn't feel like heartache. . .'
Something else was wrong.
Not like he would be much help. He'd probably be dead by the end of the week anyway. Life goes on.
Must help. . .
For the first time in three days, Yuugi lifted his head from his pillow. . . .
. . . .and saw the Dark Magician starring at him.
Dead eyes starred back at the Duel Monster come-to-life. Dead, yes, but questioning and curious.
Then Yuugi chuckled to himself. "Hallucinations. Of all things, you'd think that I'd see my yami first."
A very frustrated look came over the Dark Magician's face, and he lifted his staff in Yuugi's direction.
"Oh, I get it. Death. Well, it's about time you came. Go on, get it over with."
Without warning, the Duel Monster clunked the end of his staff on Yuugi's head, causing a soon-to-be stubborn headache to surface.
"Itai! What was that for?" The teenager rubbed his head furiously, attempting to get rid of the sting.
Oh, wait. . . .
The rusty gears in Yuugi's head slowly began to work.
The Dark Magician was real.
"Sugoi," he breathed.
The Dark Magician didn't seem to be fazed by this. Instead, he seemed to be distracted with the task of summoning the teen's attention in a vain attempt to say that something was wrong.
A strong hand grabbed hold of Yuugi's, and he was heaved off the bed. "What's going on? Where are we going?"
The lavender eyes of the Duel Monster looked pained, and he kept looking behind him, then back to Yuugi, then behind him again. Yuugi followed the look, and saw what was unmistakably a portal to the shadow realm.
"Dark Magician, you know that I can't go in there. My body can't handle it."
Another look, this one quite cross. 'Yeah, now, of all times, you choose to worry about your life. . .'
Yuugi shrugged. "Good point." So, without even looking back at his room, the ka of the pharaoh walked into swirls of darkness, no fear permeating his body this time.
Yuugi expected a few things. The drain of his life force, perhaps, or the feel of his soul being shredded in two.
And what he felt instead, was a warm, welcoming embrace. He felt almost loved here.
It almost felt like Yami.
He looked back to his most trusted monster. "The shadows like me?" An affirmative nod was his response.
The Dark Magician motioned for Yuugi to follow him, and the two started walking.
And walking, and walking, and walking, and. . . .
Hours it seemed had passed by.
"Dark Magician, how much further is it? I'm tired!"
The magician's head turned around to address its master. Although he might not be able to talk, he sure was able to snort.
Yuugi crossed his arms and pouted. "Well, that's just not nice."
Finally, the Duel Monster came to a stop, causing Yuugi to almost bump into him from his lack of attention.
Blinking his eyes to readjust his vision, the teenager saw the black swirls of the shadow realm separate, and what looked like another world all together sat on the other side.
In the blink of an eye, Yuugi was whisked away from the confines of the shadow realm, finding himself standing in a sea of sand. It was nighttime, the stars twinkling wildly.
The air seemed so clean. The sky so clear.
"Egypt?"
A nod.
There were noises to his right, and Yuugi looked over to find the source. As it seemed to turn out, they were standing at the edge of a city, and ancient one by the looks, and the whole city was out. Torches dotted within the crowd, glints of steel here and there.
Tension was as thick as fog. "They're angry."
A nod. The magician pointed his staff towards the center of the city. The palace.
"It. . .it can't be. . ." Yuugi was too afraid to accept it.
Yami was standing at the entrance to the palace, guards surrounding him.
"Yami!"
And he was off. Through the crowds he ran until everything in front of him was a blur. He had to make it to his yami, he just had to. People all around him were screaming and yelling, and he could have sworn that someone had said, 'wait you turn!' while he whizzed past.
He paid them no heed. They didn't matter. Only his yami did.
Suddenly he was running up steps. People were screaming at him, but he was shorter than the others. They couldn't catch him. Others didn't even seem to notice.
Then before him was a line of dead palace guards. It seemed that the village people did their job.
"Yami!" Nothing was standing between him and his lost darkness.
Before he could even form coherent thought, he had launched himself at his yami, muttering and mumbling incoherent gibberish.
"Yami, oh Yami I missed you so much! I can't believe that I'm here!"
"Medjai!" Yami's mighty voice roared.
Yuugi felt himself struck down where he stood. Shocked and utterly confounded, Yuugi starred back up into his yami's ruby-red eyes. What he saw surprised him.
Shock. Fright. Confusion.
He doesn't remember. . .
But Yuugi was determined. "Yami!" He wrapped himself back around Yami's waist.
"Xry Tn", the pharaoh's deep voice rumbled. "mdW n wi!"
Yuugi looked up at him with his big round eyes, frightened at the tone he was receiving.
He doesn't know me. . .
Determination. That was the key. The memories were there, of this Yuugi was certain. It was just like before, in the future. All they had to do was unlock the memories.
Again, the pharaoh pushed him away, beginning to turn his back on Yuugi.
Squeezing his eyes shut, Yuugi struggled to remember what little ancient Egyptian Yami had taught him.
Darkness. . . dark . . ."KKWY!"
The room fell silent.
"kkwy!" Yuugi cried again. "nfr kkwy, biAw" he spoke again, and he found himself attached yet again to his yami. Tears streamed down Yuugi's face as he clung to the pharaoh's linen clothes.
"Xry Tn", the pharaoh tried again, more gently this time.
Yuugi looked up, not understanding a word of what Yami said.
Tell him who you are, his thoughts told him.
Yuugi grabbed hold of one of the pharaoh's hands and held it to his chest. "Yuugi," he said clearly. Yami's ruby eyes looked at him curiously.
He moved the hand to the pharaoh's chest. "pr-aA," he said. At this, Yami looked slightly relieved. At least the boy knew who the pharaoh was.
He moved the pharaoh's hand back to his own chest. "Ka," he breathed. He moved the hand back to the pharaoh. "Ba."
Clasping their two hands together, Yuugi used his spare to hold them together, slightly shaking it for emphasis. "Akh." He grinned.
Crimson eyes widened considerable, the whole room, the crowd at the front, the blood-hungry villagers and the remaining guards.
Silence. All-too familiar silence.
Someone from the crowd screamed something, and the whole earth seemed to shatter.
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