Ummm, to Annarienne: I happen to be wordy, dyspeptic does mean a kind of indigestion however, it does mean a morose disposition so it would quite accurately fit in with his emotions. I make sure I understand words before I use them and no, I don't have a thesaurus. Lol, well, my advice…ya don't understand a word…look it up in an advanced dictionary.

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Antithesis in the Stars

            Yami journeyed back to the game shop dismally. The overwhelming knowledge was too much to handle as of now. Yuugi…it was a name like water running over a vast plane of glass. A name he wanted to remember forever yet try to forget and throw away. Those few well strung characters made him want to cry yet love and not give up. The door clicked open when he arrived. A teary Suguroko greeted him.

            "Yami…the funeral will be this Saturday at one. I've already invited all his dearest friends." His head fell as he finished. Yami nodded his approval and went to Yuugi's room. His scent still lingered heavily in the air like ambrosia. Yami inhaled deeply and made his way over to Yuugi's bed. He kicked off his boots carelessly and laid back, resting his head on his arms. A leg hung haphazardly off the side of the bed. Time seemed endless as he stared at the ceiling.  

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            Yuugi looked around, weighing his choices of destination. His friends came first. Yami could wait. Yuugi wasn't sure he could look at his yami again without going into hysterics. Anzu's house seemed the closest. Not accustomed to his wings, he fluttered down to the window. Anzu had a whole box of Kleenex strewn around her. She was still crying. Yuugi heart reached out to her but he couldn't do anything. Watch. That was his only option. Why is my life so cruel? Yuugi sat on a wisteria tree branch outside her window. He placed his hands on his chin and sighed. He still cared about Anzu. Why could he feel this? I thought I was only able to feel pain and love…why can I still care and be worried? Anzu looked up. 'What?! I'm pretty sure I just heard Yuugi…no. I must be delusional.' She did not seem to see him as she stared. Guess Ryou was right about most people not being able to see me. Not wanting to see anymore, he headed off towards the beach.

            The ancient ocean seemed to sigh in desperation as Yuugi came along. Great waves lengthened before crashing into the sandy beach. Sunlight sparkled on the seemingly agate water. The gilded fragments of rock added to the surrealistic scene. Yuugi's senses seemed to have heightened. A normal person would've just seen it as blue waves and yellow sand. Yuugi smiled. Happiness. Another emotion had come back to him. It was as if he was a human soul in a human body yet didn't function properly. This freedom was like no other. He was bound by no law and could go as he pleased. The aesthetic scene amused him. These were some major vicissitudes that he needed. The entailments of his death were not so loathed now. But then, there was Yami. The bereavement he had left his soul mate with was more than anyone could bear. Yuugi wanted to cry at that thought. His memories flooded him.

            As if sensing his melancholy, thunder clouds gathered above. Big, fat droplets of rain began pouring over the peripheral of Domino. Yuugi watched silently as cold rain fell on his porcelain skin. They did not seem to pass through or stay on him. Amusement filled his brain but for some reason, he could not laugh or really smile. Is this what Ryou meant? I can't cry, laugh or yell? This is a horrible way to live…without defined emotions. Yuugi turned his eyes away from the beach. Big waves smashed into the grainy surface as the tempestuous winds blew over the raged sea. Well, where to now? I still don't think I can face Yami…but I have to.

            The strong blasts of air did not even stir a feather on Yuugi's wings as he flew towards the city. The Kame game shop looked sad even though lights shone through the window. Grandpa busied himself with washing and drying the breakfast dishes. Yami had not eaten. The usual cheer on the man's face seemed to have withered up without a trace.  He inhaled deeply. "Yuugi..if only you sere still here, you would cheer me up…although, if you were still here, I wouldn't be sad now, would I?" Yuugi's hand were against the window pane when he heard this. He sat down onto the velvet sod beneath him. "Kami-sama….everything has been complicated one thousand times more than it already was. I'm the one to blame, too. That's what hurts the most…" Changing his mind he flew up to his window. "I hope everything is alright." But deep inside of him, he knew that everything was far from alright. It was already late afternoon when he looked at the sky. The gray clouds were thick in the sky. The storm wasn't over yet. Yuugi shyly peered into the window of his former room. Yami lay there, blankly gazing at the ceiling. Pain stabbed into his heart like a knife into glass. His emotions shattered. Yuugi's eyes widened at the sudden mood change. He willingly fell to the ground with a soft 'fwump' sound. His hands clutched at his empty chest. Yami…I still love you…why does it hurt so much to see you then? Why do I feel this way when I look at you… Yuugi did not want to go for seconds and he fled.

            Yami sprung up from his casual position and looked out the window. A single pearly feather lay on the windowsill. He walked over disbelievingly. Reaching out a finger to touch it, he stopped. What if it disappears? The alluring object called to him. He picked it up. The shimmering texture of each vein perplexed Yami. Where had this come from? It was too perfect to be a bird's. I've never seen such a beautiful thing…could it be a phoenix? No…it wouldn't be white then. He sniffed it. Yuugi!? He dropped the feather and stepped back several times. "No…Yuugi? You've become a bird!!!!!" He hurried back over and picked the feather up delicately. He rushed to the window and looked out for any sign of movement. He was rewarded with no answer and a puzzle to solve.

            Grandpa heard excited yells from upstairs. "Yami," He called. "Is something wrong?" He dropped the broom and hurried up the stairs. He crashed into Yami.

            "Yami…slow down. Is something wrong? I heard you screaming. Something about Yuugi…"

            Yami flushed. "Gomen, Ji-chan. I just found this on Yuugi's windowsill. Take a look at it. It has Yuugi's scent."

            The old man gingerly accepted the treasure. He examined it for an interminable amount of time. "Yami..was it inside or outside the window?"

            Yami looked up and thought. "Inside…why?"

            "I remember you mentioning that Yuugi had become a bird. Was the window open at all?"

            "…no."

            "How could this feather land on the inside if Yuugi's become a bird?"

            Yami blushed again. "You're right. I never thought about that." Yami's voice was a bit bitter but Grandpa had gotten used to it. He was after all, the pharaoh and Grandpa had only been Shimon, a guardian.

            "I'm stumped. I don't know how it got here but it's a sign from Yuugi. Keep it."

            Yami nodded slightly and agreed. He took the feather and went back to the room. He admired the plume. It was so beautiful and detailed. What bothered him the most was where it came from. It was so strange that he should get this. It made him feel happy and sad. Most of the time, the latter. I wonder if Anzu could tell me about this…Maybe I'm just being weird. Well, I've got nothing to lose. Let's go. Yami looked out the window before slipping on a leather jacket. Grandpa was sweeping a corner and looked up at Yami. "Going somewhere?"

            Yami closed his eyes and nodded. "To Anzu's. She might know more than we do. After all, she was one of Yuugi's closest friends."

            Grandpa pondered. "Maybe you're right. I might not be here when you get back. I have a few errands to run."

            "Sure. I'll bring a key." I could use shadow powers though… He snickered inwardly.

            Grandpa nodded. 'At least I know he's feeling a little better, no matter how much.'

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            The cold humidity wrapped around Yami as he stepped out. Shivering, he closed the wet door. He looked around him. No one was in sight. A couple of shops were open, but that was it. Brr…it's definitely cold. I should've worn more clothing…whew… The walk to Anzu's house was a short distance but time dragged it out. Shaking, he reached out a hand and tapped the doorbell. Shuffling was heard and the door opened for him. Anzu's puffy eyes gave away that she had been crying for quite a while. She invited him in.

            "Sorry to bother you but…I'm wet…"

            Anzu studied him. "Oh.." She blushed. "I'm sorry, I've been a bit out all day."

Yami nodded just before Anzu ran to the bathroom. He shambled over to the kitchen and took off his soaked jacket. He leaned over the sink and splashed his face with warm water. Anzu's hoarse voice called for him. "Yami?? Where are you?"

            "I'm in the kitchen!!"

            In her hands, Anzu held a towel and a blanket. Yami gratefully accepted the towel and tried to clean up his appearance. Minutes later, he was only a bit damp.

            "Where are your parents?"

            "They're at work."

            "Oh. Well, let's not waste anymore time. I came to show you this." Yami reached into a thankfully dry pocket and handed it to the girl. She looked at it, clearly puzzled.

            "Er…what is it?" She was really out of it. Yami was on the brink of exasperation. He couldn't blame her though. He knew how it felt. His and Yuugi's equilibrium had been disrupted badly.

            Mentally chastising himself for even trying to come out here, he took back the feather. "Anzu…it's a feather that I found on the inside of my windowsill. Do you know an explanation?"

            "Hn…that's what it is. Lemme look over it. So it just..appeared in Yuugi's room?"

            Yami nodded. He watched rain fall in boredom as Anzu analyzed the feather.

All the while, she was muttering something about not ever seeing such a perfect thing.

            "Yami…do you believe in angels?"

            He looked weirdly at her. "Angels? Why?"

            "This is too perfect to be a feather from this world. So do you think Yuugi could be…an angel?"

            An angel? How? From the little I know about reincarnation, an angel seems a little farfetched.. "An angel? How could that be? I think he's probably a bird."

            Sadly, she shook her head. "Have you seen a bird with feathers this wonderful?"

            "No…but—"Anzu interrupted him. "He couldn't be a bird. There's no telling who would capture him. You wouldn't want that…would you?"

            "No…"

            "Either this was some coincidence or something happened…"

            "Hmmm….perhaps." Time passed as both were comtemplating.

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            Ryou and Bakura's house was not far now. The little one had flown until he went inside the house. He crashed into a table clumsily. Bakura and Ryou were in the middle of a kiss. Yuugi swallowed his gasp and covered his mouth. He immediately straightened and bowed before his startled friends.

            "Gomenasai…I'm so sorry, did I disturb you?"

            Bakura grunted. "That's one way of putting it."

            "Don't be silly. It was just a kiss. What happened?" Ryou cut into his yami's sentence. Yuugi was still blushing. He looked away "It was Yami."

            Ryou and Bakura were on the edge of their seats when they heard this. "Did something happen?" "Is there something wrong."

            Yuugi shook his head. "No…nothing like that. It's just…I can't explain it but, when I looked at him, there was this huge pain as if I had just been dealt a gaping wound in my chest…it really hurt. Do you have an explanation?"

            Both boys looked at him. The turned their heads and had a silent discussion through mind-link. Yuugi nervously glanced out the window, expecting Yami to be there. The pair had been discussing for quite a few minutes. You'd think they'd be done by now…right? Oh god..this is making me so nervous…

/Bakura, what do you think is wrong?/

//I don't know but I don't like how it sounds…//

/Fallen Seraphs can't feel can they?/

//No…not that I know of. This is quite abnormal.//

/Yea…it's as if…he isn't completely dead…/

//Ryou, then..do you mean there is hope of him coming back?//

/It is a possibility…but a slim one./

//Are there anymore signs of this being real?//

/Let's ask him./

            "Yuugi." The angel's head snapped to look at them. Ryou looked at him. "Tell me..can you feel happiness?"

            "Ryou-kun, what do you mean happy?"

            "Well, you remember what happy is like…right?"

            "Um, I was happy when I went to the beach and saw how beautiful it was."

            "What about Yami. Were you happy or sad to see him."

            "More pained than happy or sad…"

            "So, you were pained to see Yami?"

The seraph nodded. Ryou once more consulted Bakura.

//Koi, that's odd. Most fallen ones are just happy to see the one for them. But this…Yuugi is hurt when he sees his counterpart. That's really interesting.//

/Mhm. I wonder why./

~Owari~

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