Everything

By: ChocolateEclar

Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything that has to do with the anime/manga.

Claimer: I fully own Ichidou Yachitose and her family, Mrs. Suteki Iyashii, Suteki's deceased father and mother, Ryougi, Karei, Sumizome, Komayaka Mada-Tafunesu, Ke-ki and her gang, Miss Jishi, Nenriki "Riki," Tomobito, Kurisutaru "Kuri" Susume, Nekura Kyouran, Neferetiabet, Miw-sher, and Great Wife Netikerty. Please don't use any of them in any form without my permission.

A/N: Hmm… This story really seems like it's going to be longer than any of my fanfics before. My longest one is 23 chapters and I estimate this on being atleast 25. We shall see though. ^_-

A/N 2: I'm scraping the preview for this. I've decided it doesn't work for this chapter or the last. *laughs* I don't even know if anymore read it anyway. It was at the bottom of the last chapter. ^_^

A/N 3: I was rereading chapter 3 and I realized something. Both Ke-ki and High Priest Seto said something like, "You know talking to yourself is a sign of insanity." *laughs* I seem to like that line…

Iyami: Or it could be that people say that a lot to you.

Choccy: Smart aleck!

Iyami: =P

Choccy: *laughs* Taking a leaf out of my book I see. ^__^ Here's chapter 13!

Duel Thirteen: Chiyu (Healing)

Ichidou pressed her face closer into the heap of pillows. 'I refuse to wake up,' she thought, ignoring the blatant facts that she was already awake and thoughts of her time in Ancient Egypt were already creeping around her maliciously. Finally, she gave up and opened one eye. She was physically in her bedroom and spiritually still lying beside Yami. Her gaze met the King of Games who made no move to say anything. He was a still form beside her and it appeared he hadn't moved in some time. 'Time's probably different for spirits anyway,' she realized.

"Daijoubu ka?" Ichidou muttered.

"I haven't changed," said Yami blandly. "After all, only the living can."

"Not always true," Ichidou contradicted wearily, flashes of a sparkling dagger being dug into her abdomen were obstructing her vision. She winced and dug her face back into the pillows. "I doubt you're the same spirit you were when you were first awakened after five thousand years," she muttered.

"Hmm," mumbled Yami. "I'll admit I wasn't. Back then I wouldn't have given a second thought to hurting someone to achieve a noble goal," he finally admitted.

Ichidou nodded and murmured something like, "'Thought so," into the pillows. After several minutes of stifling silence, Ichidou snapped, "Just go and ask me already?!"

"What do you mean, Ichidou?" Yami queried.

"I mean ask the darn question that's nagging you or I'll shove my foot up your arse," Ichidou grumbled. She was sporting a migraine that wasn't helping her temper any.

Yami had been around teenagers enough that he knew what the warning meant. "You were Nebet five thousand years ago?" he asked. It could've been a statement really for all the emphasis he put on it. Ichidou understood him nonetheless. He was putting as much feeling in his words as he could properly manage. It certainly wasn't very much by the looks of things.

"Hai," she replied evenly. She was biting her lip though.

"What happened?"

"I saw bits and peaces of her bloody life."

"Specifically?" Yami asked gently.

"You as a little runt running around the palace," grumbled Ichidou, her voice too close to hysterics for comfort.

"Ichidou-"

"Non!" shrieked Ichidou, looking up at Yami sharply. "Leave me alone!"

Yami frowned. She was nothing like his old strong-minded aibou. It was as if she'd been… broken. Was this her way of picking up the pieces of her soul? He held out a tentative hand and pushed a few strands of hair from her face. Ichidou didn't pull away, but she did flinch as if she were afraid such an innocent act would turn on her.

Yami's hand lingered and Ichidou cautiously unscrunched her eyes. He was giving her a look even deeper than anything she had seen from him before, past or present. It wasn't pitying. It was more understanding then anything else, but, somehow, it was something more as well. Something she couldn't quite place.

She didn't dwell on it any longer for a solitary tear was making its way out of her right eye. She shut her eyes as Yami brushed it away with his thumb. More fell though and soon she was sobbing once more. Yami came closer towards her and gawkily held her to his chest.

"There was nothing I could do for her," whispered Ichidou after ten minutes of quiet. Yami had closed his own eyes by then for he had thought she was asleep again. He opened them and glanced down at her. Ichidou met his stare with a sad one of her own.

"You mean Nebet?" whispered Yami.

"Un," Ichidou sighed.

"One cannot change fate… except with Millennium Items, but that is not important," Yami stated.

"Hmm?"

"Never mind, aibou."

"'Kay," Ichidou said in a low voice.

"Did-Did you see anything else?" gulped Yami.

Ichidou couldn't help but chuckle. She knew exactly what he was edgy about her seeing. She sat up and blushed at the realization that she was now sitting on his lap. She shrugged off her embarrassment and whispered, tapping her darker half's forehead, "'Ain't tellin' "

She rested her chin on his shoulder as the Pharaoh processed what she had told him. Eventually Yami complained half-heartedly, "You're fairly stubborn for a broken soul."

"'Can't keep me down," Ichidou replied, smiling. "I am stubborn and damn proud of it."

"Like a mule?" teased Yami remembering what Mai had called Jou during an argument of theirs.

Ichidou mock-slapped him on his head. "More like a particularly violent lioness," she said, displaying her canine teeth.

Yami laughed at that, pushing her off him and onto the pillows where Ichidou rolled, giggling.

They had reached an understanding that day that would assist them in surviving the future.

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Ichidou jadedly crawled out of her bed the next morning. Her head was pounding while her stomach growled in protest at being neglected for so long. It wasn't as if Yami hadn't eaten while using her body, but, well, she was a growing ti-n'e-ja. She dragged herself over to her mirror and scowled at the bird's nest that was her brunette curls. "Well," she said, "atleast it isn't as wild as some people's hair… How did you get it like that back in Ancient Egypt anyway? Lard? I doubt there was gel."

"I-" began Yami.

"Never mind. I don't wanna know," interrupted Ichidou. She turned away from the mirror and out into the hallway. She could hear her okaasan cooking in the kitchen as she stepped down the stairs. The scent of bacon wafted up at her making her stomach grumble.

"Ohayougozaimasu,* 'Kaasan," Ichidou said as she entered the kitchen. (A/N: Ohayougozaimasu=Good Morning*)

"Oh, konnichiha, Ichi! Daijoubu ka?" asked Kyouko.

"I'm alright," answered Ichidou, sitting down at the table. She had talked with her okaasan the previous day after Ichidou had woken up and Kyouko had returned home from work.

"Are you up to going to school today?"

"I dunno."

"I'll drive you, but if you don't feel good I'll come and pick you up ASAP," Kyouko said.

"Deal," Ichidou replied.

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"Well," grumbled Ichidou a few hours later as she lay on her bed, "I lasted two hours in school without bursting into tears… I am such a baka!"

"Well, as they say, bakamoichigei," Yami remarked.

"Nani? Even a fool has one talent?" moaned his hikari. "Where'd you-Never mind that doesn't help me. They also say bakahashinanakyanaoranai. Once a fool, always a fool."

"I was simply attempting to-" Yami began, his lips twitching with the beginnings of a smile.

"Help? You liar!" accused Ichidou good-naturedly as she chucked a pillow at his head in her soul room. The fluffy blue item bounced off Yami's hair making Ichidou chuckle. "Geez, how does your hair stay like that?"

Yami ignored the jibe and casually pitched the pillow back at Ichidou. Not really expecting the considerate Pharaoh to throw it at her, Ichidou had little time to dodge but dodge she did. So began the pillow fight between hikari and yami.

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By the end of the school week, Ichidou was dying to get a day off again. She trudged home, dragging her weary feet with her backpack slung over her shoulder. 'I'm sooo glad Komayaka let me take off this week,' she thought. 'Not that it's terribly strenuous at the cash register, but some of the customers are sooo annoying!'

Ichidou came to an abrupt stop as she realized who were making a beeline towards her. There was no escaping Ke-ki Minkan and her gang even if she could climb over the fence beside her. She grimaced and tried to keep walking casually.

"Yo, Yachitose!" came the familiar call.

"Ah oh," muttered Ichidou.

"That Mada-Tafunesu oban* can't help you," Ke-ki said. Appearing before Ichidou. Her hair was now a bright blue so naturally everyone else in her group's was too. (A/N: Oban=bitchy old hag)

"She's not!" snarled Ichidou, receiving a yank on her hair by one of Ke-ki's cronies for mouthing off to their boss. Ichidou could feel Yami stirring in his soul room, a sleeping animal suddenly awoken, its hackles rising.

"Ichidou…" he said, appearing at her side in her soul room.

"I'm fine," Ichidou muttered to him, scowling fiercely at Ke-ki as she felt little shoots of pain on top of her skull resulting from the crony's grasp on her curls. "Let go!" she shouted aloud.

"Nani? Does it hurt, Yachitose?" Ke-ki mocked.

"Ichidou, I can-" began Yami.

"Non!" Ichidou lashed out at him, pushing him roughly away from her.

Yami staggered slightly, but otherwise his feet remained planted beneath him as he gazed at her. His eyes had gone cold and all emotion had been wiped from his features. "You think you can handle them backed against a wall as you are?" he asked impassively.

"I can. I just need to get away-"

"And how are you going to get away?" Yami practically spat.

"Anou, I, umm, well you see…"

"So you have no plan?" Yami queried.

"Gomen. None whatsoever," Ichidou admitted apologetically.

"Then may I?"

"Ohhh, alright, but don't get me killed or anything," Ichidou said, relinquishing her control of her body to her yami.

In a flash, Ichidou's eyes were violet and her hair was blonde-streaked. "Are you prepared for a game this time?" Yami queried through his host's body.

"You really are cracked, Yachitose," Ke-ki snickered.

"What's with you and games?" Ichidou dryly asked her darker self.

Yami ignored her and held out a hand palm up. A pair of dice where sitting in the palm. "Where'd you get those?" Ichidou muttered. "I didn't have any."

"The stakes are if I win or there's a tie you may do whatever you wish with me. If I win I get to go home safely. Agreed?" questioned Yami, disregarding his aibou again.

"Fine, whatever, Yachitose," Ke-ki said, smirking.

"Good," said Yami. "As the first player, I'll role with these two dice until I reach a number between seven and twelve. That'll be your goal number. Then I'll role for myself until I reach a number between seven and twelve. Once each of us has a goal number, we'll take turns trying to hit our individual goal numbers. The first one to do such wins."

"Fair enough, but don't think I'm not gonna pound ya afterwards," Ke-ki grunted.

"For your sake, I hope you follow the rules," Yami whispered. He rolled both dice to come up with only a six in total. So he tossed the dice again and came up with a ten. "That's your goal. Now for mine," said Yami. He rolled an eleven. "There. Now you can try to reach your goal number."

"Alright," grumbled Ke-ki as her gang and Ichidou watched with baited breath. Yami had his arms crossed neutrally, his nonchalant smile on Ichidou's body's face. Ke-ki received a twelve so it was Yami's turn again.

He took the dice and let them fly onto the pavement. "Ah, a seven."

So it was Ke-ki's turn once more.

Ten minutes later and they were still playing. It was apparent to Ichidou as she observed anxiously that Ke-ki was becoming more and more impatient. She gulped. It certainly wasn't a good idea to frustrate a bully.

It was Yami's turn again. He put all his faith on the fact that this roll would end the game before tossing the dice. Ichidou bit her lip as she waited for the dice to fall. A five… The other die was still pivoting on one of its corners. Finally it hit the ground and Ichidou cheered. "A six! That means we win! Wahoo!"

Ke-ki was scowling at Yami as he collected the dice. "You lose, Ke-ki," he said, standing up.

Ke-ki clicked her tongue and said, "I don't think so, Yachitose." Her band was gathering closer around Ichidou's body, which was still being controlled by Yami. Yami frowned and said, "You're disobeying the rules. That means a penalty game."

"The only one gettin' a penalty is you," growled Ke-ki.

Ichidou gulped, little tears prickling at the corners of her eyes as Yami stood firmly. Yami held the Millennium Puzzle in his hands, causing a burst of light to come forth from it, blinding the others. In the confusion, Yami pushed past them and ran.

"You actually did it!" yelled Ichidou.

"You doubted me?" Yami queried, a smile on his lips. He jumped over a bunch of bushes and sprinted through a garden. He stopped when he reached the next street over prior to continuing via an indifferent stroll.

"What are you doing? What if they catch up with us?" asked Ichidou.

"They won't," said Yami confidently. "They'll be sightless for quite some time. It is their penalty."

"Couldn't you have done that in the first place?" grumbled Ichidou.

"It wouldn't be fair then."

"Oh yea and twenty to one is fair," muttered Ichidou scathingly.

Yami sighed, giving control of her body back to Ichidou. "Do you ever stop grumbling?" he griped.

Ichidou grinned and said, "Nah. Its one of this fool's talents."

Yami sighed, but he couldn't help but grin. "So you admit to being a baka?" he queried innocently.

A pillow and a raspberry were his only replies.

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A/N: This chapter was fairly light-hearted, no?

Cineris: *chirp* ^_^

A/N 2: If you're wondering, I got the idea for the game Yami and Ke-ki played loosely from the old game "Marlota."

A/N 3: Here's the preview for chapter 14:

Everything's pretty much back to normal, right? Well, normal isn't exactly a word you use when living with a yami even on a good day.

Anzu is holding a party and everyone's invited from Ichidou to Jounouchi to the Kaiba Brothers. It's one big reunion with food, old friends, two yami, and three hikari. What could go wrong? Well, for one thing, it's just not a good idea to put the Tomb Robber and the Pharaoh in the same room…

Stay tuned for "Duel Fourteen!"

A/N 4: Hiiiihyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyoooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuu-

Iyami: *sigh* She finally looked up the word for review, hihyou. -__-;;

Choccy: -uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!! *bows* Arigatou. ^__^

Iyami: *sigh* -__-;;; *twitch*

Choccy: Sayonara, minasan! ^__^

Iyami: Minasan means everyone by the way. -_-;;;; *sigh* 'Til next chapter! (Someone save me!)