Shadows of Demons
"Yugi, please think about this, you're the only one who can put the Puzzle
together!" Bakura said, rushing after Yugi, holding the golden Puzzle
pieces in his hands. "You're condemning Yami to darkness forever!" Yugi span around. "He deserves it! He deserves after what he did to my friend." he spat at Bakura. "You were there, and you did NOTHING!" The tomb robber paused. "Fine. You would understand if it were explained to you, but you let me, and now you've trapped Yami again. In my opinion, what you've done is worse than what Yami did; he was doing it for you. When you decide to be
human again, put the Puzzle together, and call me." Bakura dropped the pieces to the floor. "Unfortunately, whatever that blade was, it stops me from using magic to revive her. Something I hadn't foreseen." He folded his arms, speaking quietly. "Please remember his last words, Yugi." The tomb robber gestured at the shards of gold on the floor, and turned to leave.
Left alone again, Yugi broke down into tears, gathering up the golden
pieces and putting them away where he couldn't see them.
~
Yami sighed, staring at the floor he was sitting on. A slight light came
from somewhere, but the only thing he could be totally sure of was the floor. It was polished to a mirror-like quality, and in it, he could see his reflection. But the mirrored image was broken, as if it was a picture painted on a smashed glass panel. He drew his eyes away from the floor, and
looked up.
"Yugi... if only... if only..." He buried his face in his arms, and cried,
salty tears dripping onto the floor.
~
Hurriedly, Yugi tipped the pieces of the Puzzle out onto the floor, unable to bear being alone any longer. His mind formulated other reasons why what
had happened had happened, until he found an explanation he liked.
'It wasn't Yami. Yami doesn't have wings.' The thought lifted his heart; his love wasn't a murderer. Now, came the task of putting the pieces back together - an easier task than the first time now. "Gomen yo, gomen yo..."
he muttered over and over, slotting the golden fragments back together.
~
Yami's attention turned back to the shattered reflection. Pieces of it were
beginning to join back together, making the form whole again.
"Yugi!" he called, trying to get to his feet. "Yugi, I'm sorry, please,
please forgive me!" Tears continued to run down his face.
~
Yugi suddenly noticed that his hands were wet. The half-completed Puzzle
in his hands had droplets of water gliding over the cool metal surface,
like each piece was crying. On closer examination, and on tasting the water, Yugi found that it was indeed the bitter, salty liquid of tears. His
pace quickened, golden pieces slipping from his damp hands every few seconds. Despite all, he fitted the last piece with a triumphant look on
his face.
He frowned as his darker half didn't appear. He checked the Puzzle, but
everything was in it's right place. What was wrong?
A faint, sobbing noise flowed through Yugi's mind. He laughed out loud.
"Are you telling me that you're afraid to let me see you cry?" he asked
aloud. "Silly Yami."
"I'm not crying..." Yami said quietly, appearing next to Yugi, looking at his feet. Yugi turned, and despite the golden bangs which hid Yami's face, he could see that the Pharaoh was lying; tears were indeed running over his
cheeks, and dripping onto the carpeted floor. Yugi smiled, happy tears
streaking over his own cheeks.
In a single, swift movement, he wrapped his arms around the older boy, and
gently pressed his lips to Yami's own. Yami hesitated a moment, then returned the kiss, raising his hand to caress Yugi's wet cheek, and letting Yugi, for once, dominate him, almost a silent apology. He opened his mouth slightly for Yugi to enter, but the younger boy paused, surprised at what Yami was allowing him to do. Only a moment's hesitation, before he gave in,
and deepened their kiss, tightening his arms about Yami until they both
needed to breathe.
Yugi sighed deeply, his tears drying now. Both boys said nothing, just looked at each other. In Yami's eyes, Yugi could see regret, and sadness, and happiness, and want, and love, all mixed into the deep crimson pools.
In Yugi's, Yami saw the same emotions, but there was confusion in there
too. Taking charge again, the older boy decided that explanations could
wait until later, and he captured Yugi's soft lips again. Despite only being apart for an hour or two at most, it seemed like an eternity to them.
For another eternity, their spirits stayed intertwined, until Yugi rested his head against Yami's chest, exhausted. "Aishiteru..." he murmured. Yami smiled gently. "Aishiteru, koibito." He smiled even wider, when he saw that Yugi was sleeping angelically, using Yami as a pillow. He lay down on the
floor, careful not to disturb Yugi, and fell asleep himself.
~
"Aw, isn't that sweet..." Ryou said, looking through the front window at the scene. "Come on, Ryou..." Bakura used the key that Yami had lent him to open the front door. "We're going to have to disturb the cute little scene.
Just stand well back, in case Yami gets mad."
"You SO need to work on your entrances, tomb robber." Yami commented from
the other room. "You woke me up. Excuse me not coming to greet you, but
I've got someone else on top of me." Bakura laughed, walking into the lounge. "He decided to put you back together, then?" he commented, looking
at Yugi. Yami smiled. "Yes, but he kinda fell asleep before he asked
anything." Yami said, smirking. "I can only imagine why..." Ryou said
quietly.
Yami sighed in relief, as Yugi yawned, and changed position so that he was
no longer on top of the dark spirit. "Bakura, pass me one of those blankets." he said. Bakura obliged, passing Yami a blanket that Yugi had been using while he slept on the sofa. The Pharaoh wrapped it around his little aibou, then turned to Ryou and Bakura. "I'm assuming you didn't just stop by to say 'hello'?" he asked. Bakura nodded. "Duh. Ryou could probably do with filling in, as well as Yugi." he commented. Yami laughed quietly. "I'm not explaining it twice; you'll have to wait for Yugi to wake up." he
said.
"Of course..." Bakura said. "But... Anzu couldn't be revived." Yami looked up sharply. "What? But... why not...?" Bakura sighed sadly. "Something in that knife stopped me from using magic. She's dead, and you're not free."
"Yami..." Yugi murmured in his sleep, rolling over. Yami rolled his eyes. "I suggest you wake him up, Pharaoh." Bakura said. "We can't wait all day."
Yami knelt beside his aibou. "OK, ok. Any way in particular?" he asked,
smirking. Ryou giggled. "You know of one sure fire way." he said. Yami
blushed. "Not in front of you two!" he said indigantly. Bakura laughed. "Hey, you watched us on that early morning a month ago!" he pointed out. "Yes, but with me and Yugi, it tends to take much longer than any other way
of waking him up." Yami said. "That I do believe. You were always too passionate about silly things, Yami." Bakura said. Yami's cheeks matched the colour of his eyes. "Don't you DARE say anything about that in front of
Yugi!" he said fiercely.
"About what?" Ryou asked innocently. Bakura laughed. "Since Yami wants to keep it a secret... here you go. In Ancient Egypt..." His voice was cut off as Yami jumped up and clapped is hand over Bakura's mouth. "Silence, tomb
robber..." he growled. "Fine, fine." Bakura's muffled voice came. "Just wake your aibou up!" Yami removed his hand slowly, making sure that Bakura
wouldn't speak again. He turned, and went back to Yugi.
"Yugi... Yugi, wake up..." he shook his aibou's shoulder gently. Yami
sighed at Yugi's refusal to awake. "Come on, Yami, it's no big deal!" Bakura said. "Remember, me and Ryou have seen it, and done it all before."
Yami sighed in defeat. Trailing one hand gently across Yugi's cheek, he lent in, and kissed the boy gently on the lips. Yugi whimpered slightly, still asleep, as Yami pulled away. He curled up into a tight little ball. Yami made an annoyed noise, and attempted to uncurl his young light. When Yugi's face was finally in view, the Pharaoh tried kissing the boy again, still to no avail. Beginning to get angry, he lent into Yugi again, running his tongue across the boy's lower lip, demanding entrance. Yugi gave in, like a reflex, opening his mouth just wide enough to allow Yami in. As Yami shut his eyes, and kissed his koi passionately, giggling ran through the back of his mind. Neither Bakura nor Ryou; it was Yugi, and he, Yami, the
master duelist, had just fallen for a huge trap.
"Yugi!" Yami said irritated, sitting up again. The smaller boy sat up, laughing loudly. Ryou looked confused. "What's so funny?" he asked. Yami sighed, turning around. "He was awake the whole time, just waiting for me." he explained, as Yugi continued to laugh. "Ryou's done that before." Bakura said, struggling not to laugh himself. Yugi stopped laughing with a sigh.
"Now, Yami, you can't put it off any longer. Start explaining." Bakura
said.
"Yugi, please think about this, you're the only one who can put the Puzzle
together!" Bakura said, rushing after Yugi, holding the golden Puzzle
pieces in his hands. "You're condemning Yami to darkness forever!" Yugi span around. "He deserves it! He deserves after what he did to my friend." he spat at Bakura. "You were there, and you did NOTHING!" The tomb robber paused. "Fine. You would understand if it were explained to you, but you let me, and now you've trapped Yami again. In my opinion, what you've done is worse than what Yami did; he was doing it for you. When you decide to be
human again, put the Puzzle together, and call me." Bakura dropped the pieces to the floor. "Unfortunately, whatever that blade was, it stops me from using magic to revive her. Something I hadn't foreseen." He folded his arms, speaking quietly. "Please remember his last words, Yugi." The tomb robber gestured at the shards of gold on the floor, and turned to leave.
Left alone again, Yugi broke down into tears, gathering up the golden
pieces and putting them away where he couldn't see them.
~
Yami sighed, staring at the floor he was sitting on. A slight light came
from somewhere, but the only thing he could be totally sure of was the floor. It was polished to a mirror-like quality, and in it, he could see his reflection. But the mirrored image was broken, as if it was a picture painted on a smashed glass panel. He drew his eyes away from the floor, and
looked up.
"Yugi... if only... if only..." He buried his face in his arms, and cried,
salty tears dripping onto the floor.
~
Hurriedly, Yugi tipped the pieces of the Puzzle out onto the floor, unable to bear being alone any longer. His mind formulated other reasons why what
had happened had happened, until he found an explanation he liked.
'It wasn't Yami. Yami doesn't have wings.' The thought lifted his heart; his love wasn't a murderer. Now, came the task of putting the pieces back together - an easier task than the first time now. "Gomen yo, gomen yo..."
he muttered over and over, slotting the golden fragments back together.
~
Yami's attention turned back to the shattered reflection. Pieces of it were
beginning to join back together, making the form whole again.
"Yugi!" he called, trying to get to his feet. "Yugi, I'm sorry, please,
please forgive me!" Tears continued to run down his face.
~
Yugi suddenly noticed that his hands were wet. The half-completed Puzzle
in his hands had droplets of water gliding over the cool metal surface,
like each piece was crying. On closer examination, and on tasting the water, Yugi found that it was indeed the bitter, salty liquid of tears. His
pace quickened, golden pieces slipping from his damp hands every few seconds. Despite all, he fitted the last piece with a triumphant look on
his face.
He frowned as his darker half didn't appear. He checked the Puzzle, but
everything was in it's right place. What was wrong?
A faint, sobbing noise flowed through Yugi's mind. He laughed out loud.
"Are you telling me that you're afraid to let me see you cry?" he asked
aloud. "Silly Yami."
"I'm not crying..." Yami said quietly, appearing next to Yugi, looking at his feet. Yugi turned, and despite the golden bangs which hid Yami's face, he could see that the Pharaoh was lying; tears were indeed running over his
cheeks, and dripping onto the carpeted floor. Yugi smiled, happy tears
streaking over his own cheeks.
In a single, swift movement, he wrapped his arms around the older boy, and
gently pressed his lips to Yami's own. Yami hesitated a moment, then returned the kiss, raising his hand to caress Yugi's wet cheek, and letting Yugi, for once, dominate him, almost a silent apology. He opened his mouth slightly for Yugi to enter, but the younger boy paused, surprised at what Yami was allowing him to do. Only a moment's hesitation, before he gave in,
and deepened their kiss, tightening his arms about Yami until they both
needed to breathe.
Yugi sighed deeply, his tears drying now. Both boys said nothing, just looked at each other. In Yami's eyes, Yugi could see regret, and sadness, and happiness, and want, and love, all mixed into the deep crimson pools.
In Yugi's, Yami saw the same emotions, but there was confusion in there
too. Taking charge again, the older boy decided that explanations could
wait until later, and he captured Yugi's soft lips again. Despite only being apart for an hour or two at most, it seemed like an eternity to them.
For another eternity, their spirits stayed intertwined, until Yugi rested his head against Yami's chest, exhausted. "Aishiteru..." he murmured. Yami smiled gently. "Aishiteru, koibito." He smiled even wider, when he saw that Yugi was sleeping angelically, using Yami as a pillow. He lay down on the
floor, careful not to disturb Yugi, and fell asleep himself.
~
"Aw, isn't that sweet..." Ryou said, looking through the front window at the scene. "Come on, Ryou..." Bakura used the key that Yami had lent him to open the front door. "We're going to have to disturb the cute little scene.
Just stand well back, in case Yami gets mad."
"You SO need to work on your entrances, tomb robber." Yami commented from
the other room. "You woke me up. Excuse me not coming to greet you, but
I've got someone else on top of me." Bakura laughed, walking into the lounge. "He decided to put you back together, then?" he commented, looking
at Yugi. Yami smiled. "Yes, but he kinda fell asleep before he asked
anything." Yami said, smirking. "I can only imagine why..." Ryou said
quietly.
Yami sighed in relief, as Yugi yawned, and changed position so that he was
no longer on top of the dark spirit. "Bakura, pass me one of those blankets." he said. Bakura obliged, passing Yami a blanket that Yugi had been using while he slept on the sofa. The Pharaoh wrapped it around his little aibou, then turned to Ryou and Bakura. "I'm assuming you didn't just stop by to say 'hello'?" he asked. Bakura nodded. "Duh. Ryou could probably do with filling in, as well as Yugi." he commented. Yami laughed quietly. "I'm not explaining it twice; you'll have to wait for Yugi to wake up." he
said.
"Of course..." Bakura said. "But... Anzu couldn't be revived." Yami looked up sharply. "What? But... why not...?" Bakura sighed sadly. "Something in that knife stopped me from using magic. She's dead, and you're not free."
"Yami..." Yugi murmured in his sleep, rolling over. Yami rolled his eyes. "I suggest you wake him up, Pharaoh." Bakura said. "We can't wait all day."
Yami knelt beside his aibou. "OK, ok. Any way in particular?" he asked,
smirking. Ryou giggled. "You know of one sure fire way." he said. Yami
blushed. "Not in front of you two!" he said indigantly. Bakura laughed. "Hey, you watched us on that early morning a month ago!" he pointed out. "Yes, but with me and Yugi, it tends to take much longer than any other way
of waking him up." Yami said. "That I do believe. You were always too passionate about silly things, Yami." Bakura said. Yami's cheeks matched the colour of his eyes. "Don't you DARE say anything about that in front of
Yugi!" he said fiercely.
"About what?" Ryou asked innocently. Bakura laughed. "Since Yami wants to keep it a secret... here you go. In Ancient Egypt..." His voice was cut off as Yami jumped up and clapped is hand over Bakura's mouth. "Silence, tomb
robber..." he growled. "Fine, fine." Bakura's muffled voice came. "Just wake your aibou up!" Yami removed his hand slowly, making sure that Bakura
wouldn't speak again. He turned, and went back to Yugi.
"Yugi... Yugi, wake up..." he shook his aibou's shoulder gently. Yami
sighed at Yugi's refusal to awake. "Come on, Yami, it's no big deal!" Bakura said. "Remember, me and Ryou have seen it, and done it all before."
Yami sighed in defeat. Trailing one hand gently across Yugi's cheek, he lent in, and kissed the boy gently on the lips. Yugi whimpered slightly, still asleep, as Yami pulled away. He curled up into a tight little ball. Yami made an annoyed noise, and attempted to uncurl his young light. When Yugi's face was finally in view, the Pharaoh tried kissing the boy again, still to no avail. Beginning to get angry, he lent into Yugi again, running his tongue across the boy's lower lip, demanding entrance. Yugi gave in, like a reflex, opening his mouth just wide enough to allow Yami in. As Yami shut his eyes, and kissed his koi passionately, giggling ran through the back of his mind. Neither Bakura nor Ryou; it was Yugi, and he, Yami, the
master duelist, had just fallen for a huge trap.
"Yugi!" Yami said irritated, sitting up again. The smaller boy sat up, laughing loudly. Ryou looked confused. "What's so funny?" he asked. Yami sighed, turning around. "He was awake the whole time, just waiting for me." he explained, as Yugi continued to laugh. "Ryou's done that before." Bakura said, struggling not to laugh himself. Yugi stopped laughing with a sigh.
"Now, Yami, you can't put it off any longer. Start explaining." Bakura
said.
