A Little Winter Miracle
Pan: Is it just me, or is this rapidly moving towards the end of winter? I may change the title to 'A Little Miracle' and the rating may go up... I'm not sure. Anyways, I got my website online ^-^ it's at www.yami-no-yuugi.co.uk.tt if you're interested. I'm making a list of fanfic authors there too, so if you want your name on the list, go check it out.
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"Bakura, have you seen Yugi?" Yami asked, after completing his search of the entire house for his koi. Bakura was watching TV, but he looked over his shoulder at Yami. "He went out on an errand for Seto a little while ago. I think he just had to get something from the shops." He frowned slightly. "But that was half-an-hour ago. It shouldn't have taken him that long." Concern flashed across Yami's face. "Maybe we should go look for him..." he said slowly. Bakura shook his head. "Yugi's old enough to look after himself. The shop's probably just really busy." he said, turning back towards the TV.
Yami wasn't at all happy with this answer, but he saw the sense in it, and sat down to watch TV. The programme turned out to be a documentary on the Second World War. Yami didn't dare ask why Bakura was watching this - Bakura didn't talk much about himself, but Yugi had said that he could be very scary at times.
About two hours later, Yami had nearly forgot about his missing koi, and was playing chess with Bakura, who didn't actually know the rules. The front door slammed open, letting in a chill rush of air. Bakura froze in surprise, dropping the pawn from his hand. Yami had jumped up, knowing that it was Yugi, and had disappeared, judging by the loud footsteps, running up the stairs after Yugi.
He stepped onto the landing, just in time to see Yugi disappear into his room, head bent low. Yami frowned, puzzled, and quietly walked to the door, knocking on it. "B-boku ga h-hottoke!" (Leave me alone) Yugi's voice yelled, punctuated by sobs. "Demo... Yugi, daijoubu desu ka?" (Are you OK?) Yami asked quietly. There was a long silence. "Onegai... boku ga hottoke..." Yugi said very quietly, so quietly that Yami could only just hear him. "But, Yugi..." he pleaded. "Please tell me what's wrong! I'm here for you, please!" Once again, a long silence. "A-alright..." Yugi said.
Yami carefully pushed the door open. Yugi was lying face down on his bed, having not even bothered to take his trainers off. Yami shut the door, and sat down on the bed next to him. "Yami-chan..." Yugi murmured. "What happened, Yugi?" Yami asked gently, stroking the back of Yugi's head. "Sh-she's serious..." Yugi replied. "She says that she'll kill me the next time she sees me - she only let me go this time so I could tell you that you'll die too..." Yami sighed. "Come on, Yugi, Anzu couldn't do that. She's not clever enough or strong enough to do that." Yugi sobbed. "There were two boys... sh-she said they were her friends an-and they'd come for us." Yami rolled his eyes. "She's just a stupid cowardly bitch." he muttered. "D-don't take it so lightly! I don't want to see you hurt!" Yugi wailed. Yami shook his head. "Don't worry about me. Come on, sit up." he said, smiling, though Yugi couldn't see him.
The smile faded into shock as Yugi sat up. The small boy's face was marred by several cuts, and huge, dark bruises. His white shirt was ripped, and stained red in places. His tears mixed with blood as they streamed down his face. One eye was half shut due to the bruising around it. He looked away from Yami very quickly. "Yugi..." Yami whispered. "They did this to you?" Yugi nodded slowly. Angry tears began to form in Yami's eyes. "They'll pay..." he muttered. "Only two weeks... Stay here." He added, running off, and returning moments later with a damp washcloth.
He sat back on the bed, folding his legs carefully under himself. "Please, look at me." he said softly. Yugi hesitated, but turned to face him. Sighing, Yami began to carefully wash the blood away from Yugi's face. The small boy would wince in pain every so often, as the cuts seared with stinging pain. Finally, the wounds stopped bleeding, indicating that they were beginning to heal.
Yami's attention now turned to two patches of red on Yugi's shirt, that continued to grow, one on his forearm, and one near his shoulder. Yugi didn't resist as Yami undid the buttons of his shirt. There were a few bruises on his chest, but Yami was more concerned about the deep injuries that persisted, spilling forth blood. Standing up, he told Yugi to stay where he was. "Those look very serious - I'm going to ask Seto, OK?" Yugi nodded.
"Seto-kun!" Yami called, running down the stairs. "He's in his study!" Ryou's voice replied from the kitchen. Irritated, Yami ran back up the stairs, and knocked on the door to Seto's study. "What is it?" an annoyed voice said from within. "Yugi's been hurt, and I think it's bad. He's only just got back, and he's been attacked." Yami said very quickly, so that all Seto heard was 'Yugi... hurt.... bad... attacked...' He flung the door open. "Where is he?" the older boy asked quickly. "In his room." Yami replied. Seto rushed towards Yugi's room, and through the door Yami had left open. He took one look at the deep wound near he shoulder, and turned away. "Yami, go and call an ambulance, quickly." he ordered. Yami didn't need telling twice.
Ignoring questions from Ryou and Bakura, Yami picked up the phone, and awkwardly dialled the emergency number (Pan: I don't know what it is in Japan.) He hurriedly asked the operator for an ambulance, and gave the address, before returning to Yugi's side. Most of the boy's white shirt was dark red with blood. In the few minutes it took for the ambulance to get there, Yami's hands also became red, as he tried to support his dazed koi. "You'll be OK, Yugi..." Yami reassured him. "You'll be perfectly OK..." Yugi didn't respond, his eyes half-closed, as if nearly asleep, and his head rested on Yami's chest.
Yami heard Seto open the door to the ambulance workers. One of them, a kindly looking girl, about twenty-three, with long brown hair tied back, immediately rushed up to Yugi's room on Seto's instructions. Yami moved away, and watched her examine Yugi closely, and apply some dressings. Two men came in soon after, with a stretcher, to carry Yugi to the waiting vehicle. Yami watched forlornly as they carried him off. The girl turned to him. "Are you his brother? Would you like to come in the ambulance with him?" she asked. Yami nodded slowly, not bothering to correct her.
He climbed into the back of the ambulance with the girl. Yugi was lying before him, his eyes fully closed. Yami sat down on one of the benches at the side. The girl kept checking Yugi's pulse, as the ambulance moved away, sirens sounding. "W-will he be alright?" Yami ventured to ask. She looked up at him. "I should think so." she replied. "His arm will need stitches, and the shoulder wound should heal perfectly well." She checked the pulse again. "But how did he come to be in this condition? He's lost quite a bit of blood." Yami took a deep breath. "He came home, and told me that he'd been attacked. I cleaned up the cuts on his face, but I didn't notice the other ones for a while." he explained. She nodded. "We're nearly there now. What are your two names?" she commented. "He's Muto Yugi." Yami told her. "I'm Kiseki Yami." "Different family name?" she said curiously. "Ano... awkward situation with our parents." Yami lied.
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Yami waited patiently outside the treatment room. He felt cold, although the hospital was kept warm. The doctor who had mended his arm noticed him, and walked over to talk. "Yami? What are you doing here?" he asked. "Yugi got hurt..." Yami replied quietly. "Ahh... well, be assured that he's in the best of hands. But, I was intending to call you in soon anyway - though that cast should be on for another week, you could have it off sooner, provided you are careful with it. How do you like that?" the doctor told him. Yami smiled weakly. "Sure." He stood up.
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By the time Yami returned, Yugi was sitting in the waiting room for Yami, wounds staunched and wrapped. Yami's heart was considerably lighter; he didn't have the stupid cast on anymore, just a bandage wrapped around it. The ambulance girl was waiting for him. "I see you had your cast off." she said. "But I just wanted to let you know - Yugi's waiting for you. He'll be fine, the wounds are already healing. That shoulder one wasn't as bad as it looked. He's lucky." Yami smiled. "Domo arigatou." he said. "And your carer is on his way." She turned to go.
Yami walked out to the waiting room. Yugi was sitting there, looking a bit pale, but fine otherwise. At least, on the outside. Yami sat down by him. "How are you, then?" he asked. "Fine..." Yugi murmured. His face was downcast. Yami saddened, and stayed quiet until Seto arrived to take them home.
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When Yugi got back inside, he went straight to his room, saying he didn't want to eat anything right now, despite the delicious smell wafting from the kitchen. Yami followed him up, and sat with him. "Anzu can't do anything to us." he said gently. "Just forget about her." Yugi sniffed, looking still quite upset. "Cheer up, please?" Yami said. Yugi looked up at him, smiled a sad smile, and wrapped his arms around Yami's waist. "Thanks for being there..." he murmured. "I always will b..." Yami's voice was abruptly stopped, as Yugi pulled him down into a soft kiss. His eyes widened slightly, until Yugi let go. "Warn me next time, onegai..." he said quietly. Yugi sighed, and kissed him again, more passionately.
I want to forget... Yugi thought. I want to forget Anzu... forget this attack... forget my whole rotten life up to this point!
Yami responded to Yugi's kisses with apprehension - this wasn't like the smaller boy, normally so quiet and caring, now almost forcing himself upon Yami.
Help me forget... Yugi's eyes brimmed with tears, though he would not let them fall this time. Help me forget... Yugi carefully reached for Yami's belt, undoing it with deft fingers more accustomed to playing the flute.
Yami's eyes widened in shock. Quickly but carefully, he pushed the boy away. "Yugi, what are you doing?!" he said. "I... I..." Yugi could not give an answer. Yami closed his eyes. "You know I love you, Yugi, I just don't think either of us are ready for that." he explained. Yugi looked at him with slightly upset eyes. Realization dawned inside of Yami. "And doing something you may regret isn't a good way to escape from things." he added. "You'll have to stand up and face your fears; just know I'll be facing them along with you."
Yugi sighed and nodded. Yami moved back towards him, and hugged him. "Maybe one day, just not this day."