-Tainting the Light-
Lauura:*Sob* ;___________;
SeriousSide:Oh Lord o-o...*Starts to creep away*
Laurra:NoOOoo! Don't leave mah!!!*Cling*:___. Its starting!
O----------------------------------------------------------O
--Mr.Komochie began to rummage through his black over cloat, digging deep into it's dark fur interior.
"Aha,"he annouced," here it is."
He had latched unto to something under his thick jacket and was slowly drawing it out, sending Yuugi into a state of shock and impatient fear.
/Yami!/ he cried instinctivly to his otherself,/ Help me please!/
He felt the unsteady temper of the spirt, rising in his chest, like a dormant volcano erupting from its deep and lengthy sleep. He sensed the blood-curdling thoughts surging through out the other's mind, but how? He and Yami were two different beings. This was all to mind bobbling!
//If he dares as to even split a hair on your prickly head I swere by Rah he will have hell to pay.//
But, while Yuugi was imersed in his abyssal reasonings, Mr.Komochie had already lugged out his weapon of choice. Something so horrid , so ghastly it would someday be his own demise. It was grody!It was apalling! It was-
-A petite tin box that the teacher clicked open and out he hauled a long ciggerette. He then, took out a tiny maroon lighter, lit the end of the silent killer, and enhaled a lasting puff .
"Study for tomarrow's exam," he said plainly, and strided away.
Yuugi was experiencing the feelings of person who had just been traumatized with fear, shocked into an oblivian, and then drenched in ice cold relief. Yami instantly appeared at his side, just as cluttered and mislead as his hikari was.
"W-What just happened?" He squeaked, staring after the mysterious teacher Yuugi thought he had known everything about but was quite wrong.
Yami snarled," I let a murderer get away."
The stroll home would have been peacful, him pondering on the fact his least favorite teacher had killed before and nothing was standing in his way of having a manslaughter party,but the disgruntled spirt would not hear of such a thing. He wouldn't even let him get one single word in.
"I cannot even begin to think of catastrophe it would have been if that round tube like instrument that emitted smoke had been a weapon of some sort." Yami said.
"Its called a ciggerette and-"
"Why, I would have easily thrown his mind into the darkest, most murkiest corner of the shadow realm or made him into an illogical loony." He interuppted once more.
" I don't think he'd deserve-"
"But of course he did. He was merritted with that karma since the disstressful moment he set foot near you. You no longer have to go near this deplorable man, am I correct?"
"No! He's my geometery teacher! He's-"
He was interupted again, "then end this 'geometery' and stay clear of this misconductor."
"I can't! Its called school, Yami! They lock people in the slammer for quiting!" Yuugi exclaimed,"and besides-"
"This slammer does not sound severly terrible,"the spirt concluded.
"Look!"The violet-eyed rage roared," there's no way of avoiding him! He's at school, at my house, at my-"
Yami froze dead in his footsteps.He turned his crimson eyes and all their furry onto Yuugi, who instantly recoiled under the flaming gaze.
He whispered lewdly,"he resigns near you?"
Yuugi began to sputter quickly," N-No! Na-uh! He lives a few blocks away, but him and my Jisan are real old pals, you know? So he's over at my house sometimes, but not all the time. I'd go kooky if he was though. He's so boring! I think-"
" I could care less If the man sprinted through a leech plagued swamp stark-naked." Yami declared," I only care if this cretin is in constant contact with your meatheaded self."
Yet again, his other self was disapproving of him. Even through technically he had not known Yami for more then four hours, he had gotten the motility that he had known him for much longer then he had been born. But still, he didn't know much of his personallity except that for the fact he was quite negitive.Scartch that, his negitivity was more imense then seven white-hot burning suns.So, instead of calling him down on this, he kept silent until he arrived upon his home in which he commanded the spirt to 'hide or something in the puzzle'.
"And why would I do such a thing, ignoramus?" Yami catechized.
"Let me put it this way, my grandpa's not ready to see a slightly taller carbon copy of me stroll on in next to his only grandson. And inplus, you don't look like the warmest of house guests."Yuugi mocked.
"Do not dare to get smart with me, young Yuugi," the sprit seethed brutally," I am more able-bodied then your pint-sized self. I could effortlessly batter some sence into that puny mind."
Yuugi felt a spark of fright, but swiftly smuthered it and glowered viciously right back up at the smooth talking boy,"no you wouldn't.You'd never do that."
"Really now? Are you challenging me?" The spirt grinned. Just the simple smile was intimidating enough to quiet Yuugi's runaway mouth. He tried to hold up his scowl, but he had never really learned how to keep his cool when he was frightenend. So, dispite the hearty pressure he put his eyes under to keep up the glare, it failed, and now his eyes were teeming with terror and worry.
"Answer me!" He demanded, seizing the hikari's humble wrist in a incredibly painful grip, lifting the squirming, coiling boy off the ground.
"Ow!"Yuugi howled,"Let go! That hurts Yami! Please let go! Please!"
The pain was horrible and barely bearable but he held in the river of tears threatning to emerge.Yuugi pleaded and begged for the stronger to let him be;Just to drop him and he'd never say anything like that again. But ,his constant wrenching against the firm, solid grasp of Yami's was causing his vanurable wrist to stay reclucently inplace. Therefore, when a sickening pop grazed through the chilly october evening, the flaming eyed boy released Yuugi, who tumbled to the pavement below. He could no longer hold those tears back; the young boy began to weep and moan in utter agony.His wrist was throbbing painfully and he invoulntairly glanced upon it.
There, lay his crumpled delicate wrist, curved in an odd postion. Yuugi tried with all his muscle to move the swollen finger's that lay limp at his knuckles. They did not budge. He swollowed away the wave of pain streaking up and down his arm and whirled his tear-shining violet orbs upon the stunned Yami.
"Wh-why?" He whispered softly. A fresh tear rolled down his flushed cheecks.
"Forgive me," He said solemnly and disappeared in the floursent light he first appeared in.
Yuugi was only sprawled their for moments before the lights of the Kame Game shop flickered on and squat footsteps ended up at the front door. The jingle of the shop bell was a sign that his Jisan had heard his screams of pain. And there stood his grandfather, clad in his navy blue robe,fuzzy yellow house slippers and worry filled wrinkles.
"Yuugi! My boy! What's happened? Why are laying on the ground? " His grandpa queried, clearly not understanding the mass hysteria that took place just minutes ago.
"I-I-," He searched his mind for a logical reason other then 'Yami held ruthlessly unto my wrist despite my pleas and snapped it in half, jisan.'
"I-I-I fell," Yes! he thought, that sounded believable. He had to spice it up a bit through.
"I-I was r-running home a-and I tripped and h-hit the g-g-gutter." He cried, realizing he was fibbing to his own flesh and blood. Thats two people he lied to today: his Jisan and his friends. He was such a vile,terrible person!
"But I heard another voice." His Jisan added, arching over ,helping his grand son to his feet and then dusting him off with the back of his hand.
"T-There was no one else out here but m-me."
His jisan supported him into the shop and up the stairs where he left him reclucently at his bedroom door.
"Now, if you need anything, just ask. Are you sure you're going to be okay?" His grandfather questioned for the twenty-second time.
"Yes, jisan."
"Good night Yuugi." And with that, his jisan had shut his bedroom door adjacent to his. The whimpering boy walked inside his own dark room and slammed the door behind him. His wrist burned ferociously and seemed to be tormenting him for disasembling the trust between him, his friends, and family.
"I know, I know,"he told the pain heedlessly,"I shouldn't lie! Its wrong! Yeah, I know , I know!"
One might as go as far as in saying he was delrious.For, the pain was mind numbing since Yuugi had never broken a bone in his body before. But, it was slowly, very slowly ebing down to a point where he could almost take control of it. All he desired right now was a nice quiet night, asleep. He would leave his aching hand for tomarrow morning. It wouldn't fall off or anything...Right?
Yuugi couldn't be any less bothered by that at the silent moment. He tumbled unto his famaliar fleecy sheets and lay his head back upon his cushiony feather-filled pillow. The blankets were so tight and snug around him, he could feel his mind flowing into a dreamworld. Everything around him was so warm and so feathery soft, that if given just a few more minutes, he would have dozed off directly on the spot. But, a low booming voice woke him.
"Do not tell me you are attempting to slumber with an injury?" Yami said, ermerging from the depths of the shadows created by the piles and piles of toys stacked high.
"Yup. Thats exactly what i'm doing," Yuugi said joyfully, turning away from the spirt on his mushy matress.
"That is not wise fool-I mean Yuugi,"He said, strutting to the boy's bedside.
"Well, i'm not a wise person," Yuugi concluded," please just go away."
"I appericate the fact that you do not wish to see me now, but I will not allow you to lie there with a damaged wrist bone. Your pain is my pain, hikari," He added softly.
"So that's how it is, is it? You think-"
"I demand that you let me finish, doltish child," the sprit contiuned on," I...I-I care for you and I will not stand by and observe you cowering with this agony. I will help you wether you like it or not."
Yuugi was startled into silence. He had no word, wether it be insult or kind, that could compare to that. Instead, all he could muster up was, " How?"
"Let me examine the impairment, primarily, then i'll--I'll see what I can do." Yami said mellowly, settling himself upon the small boy's wool sheets. Yuugi reached over and clicked on his table-lamp that brought Yami's penisive experssion into a shadowy view.
There it was, the raw swollen hand with five lifeless fingers sprouting from the joints. He quickly adverted his eyes from the mayhem that once was a perfectly fine wrist, but Yami's sullen orb's lingered on the bony wreckage as if it was memory he would've given his life to rid time of.
He delicately lifted the meager hand into his large palm.Yuugi fidgeted and shifted slightly but did not protest. Yami ,then, tenderly applied pressure to the puffy wrist, attempting to find the problem. The young boy tried to surpress his sudden hollers when the sprit hit a particulary sore part, but some slipped through. Yami finally stopped and returned his gaze back to Yuugi's painfilled eyes.
"It is spectacularlly not broken," He deducded with relief," but it seems it is dislocated."
"Can you do anything about it?" Yuugi questioned.
Yami looked abruntly overwhlemed," Why would you hold any trust for I? I am the one who has turned your arm into a mangled clutter of an eyesore! I am the one who caused you this affliction!," his anger began to rise to new levels," You should repudiate me for this! Despise! Loathe! Anything but trust! By rah, have you no shame?"
Yuugi's eyes widened and then lowered dishonorly to the tangled bedcovers," I'm sorry, sir."
"Sorry? Sorry!" The enraged sprit yelled, "I am the one who is supposed to beg for forgiveness! Rah could not have prepared me for this!"
After moments of tense silence, Yuugi tentively asked, "can you help it then?"
The taller slapped his hand to his temple in disbelief,"Ooh Rah...Yes. Yes I can mend that mess, but it will cause you a great ammount of pain. I will have to shift it back into its socket and afterwords it will ache and twinge a bit, but nothing to serious."
The shorter gulped fearfully,"al-alright,d-do it."
"Lend me your hand," Yami said, holding out his own.
Yuugi did as he was told and placed his shivering palm into the other's. He then shut his eyes so tightly, he could see whirling white stars in his vison.
"Here goes it."
He felt a massive pull upon his dislocated wrist which collected an immense amount of pain that shot up and down his very veins. His blood was curdling and bubbling with the pressure;His lip was surely bleeding, for he had been biting down on it curtly to retain his strangled screams. He couldn't hold out for much longer...
And then it finished. The pain, the pressure, all was terminated with a simple yet un-earthly 'pop'. He fell back upon his bed, panting. He felt that he could easily loose consciousness any given second. He could feel the faint but dull ache in the joint that connected his hand to arm but now, all he desired was to lay un-disturbed for hours.None of this mattered any longer. Only sleep. Only sleep...
"Now listen my qualmish kiddie, you must languish,now. The trauma of today has most likely over whelmed your insufficient mind. Do not fret, through, I will be here if you need me."
Yuugi heard Yami's words as through from a distance but they had much more impact then words whispered into one's ear. They flowed through his head like a placid river, filling his flushed head with a sence of whole hearted caring.
"Thank you," he murmered softly and drifted off into a warm,deep sleep.
Yami decided on observing the restless boy during his slumber. He, himself, could not sleep. His thoughts were to anxeity riddened and stressful to ever allow such a comfort as that.
'Why?' He pondered as his blood red eyes suerveyed the resting body of his hikari, 'Why did I do such a fallacious deed? Is it because of my rough nature? Did he play on my temper to much?Ooh why did I do such a vile task?'
The troubled spirt suddenly shook his head, 'No. No! He deserved what he got! He deserved every ounce of pain that pitiful wrist could take! Every ounce!Even more! I'd give him more if he'd wake!'
But then, the sleeping Yuugi shuddered in his rest and began to shiver with hard merciless chills.
'He is cold,'the wise sprit concluded, slightly amused. Yami bent forword and drew the fleece sheets over the shaking boy.The tremors instantly haulted. Being so close to his warm flesh, he also observered the rogue color in the hikari's cheecks. His hand flung up and gingerly rested on Yuugi's sizzling forhead.
'By Rah! He feels feverish! I do hope this is quite normal!Ooh Rah, where are the healers these days! Will he be alright? '
Yami bolted up with humliation and beamed at his own idiocy.
'He is fine but-'
He was back to his old problem again.
'Ooh Hikari! I cannot tell begin to tell you how remorseful I am! I just-It was-'
A feeling his own hikari felt arose in his deep inside his pumping heart and consumed his chest, making it hard to take in a breath with out smelling the essence of that emotion.
'Ooh my aibou...You trusted me. Even through you had only known me for such a short period of time, you depended on me. But when I-When that--When--'
'. . .You felt forsaken. The wall of trust crumbled down to rumble and I am the demolisher.The tree of truth was ignited and scorched to ashes blown away in the breeze. I am the cause of your emotions of double- crossment...'
'I betrayed you.'
The drowsing Yuugi exhaled causually, rolling over in his springy bed.His eyelashes flickered but showed no sign of being awake.
"I will never hurt you again."
Somehow, Yuugi heard that and that was just enough to pass him off to sleep.
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SeriousSide:Oh Lord o-o...*Starts to creep away*
Laurra:NoOOoo! Don't leave mah!!!*Cling*:___. Its starting!
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--Mr.Komochie began to rummage through his black over cloat, digging deep into it's dark fur interior.
"Aha,"he annouced," here it is."
He had latched unto to something under his thick jacket and was slowly drawing it out, sending Yuugi into a state of shock and impatient fear.
/Yami!/ he cried instinctivly to his otherself,/ Help me please!/
He felt the unsteady temper of the spirt, rising in his chest, like a dormant volcano erupting from its deep and lengthy sleep. He sensed the blood-curdling thoughts surging through out the other's mind, but how? He and Yami were two different beings. This was all to mind bobbling!
//If he dares as to even split a hair on your prickly head I swere by Rah he will have hell to pay.//
But, while Yuugi was imersed in his abyssal reasonings, Mr.Komochie had already lugged out his weapon of choice. Something so horrid , so ghastly it would someday be his own demise. It was grody!It was apalling! It was-
-A petite tin box that the teacher clicked open and out he hauled a long ciggerette. He then, took out a tiny maroon lighter, lit the end of the silent killer, and enhaled a lasting puff .
"Study for tomarrow's exam," he said plainly, and strided away.
Yuugi was experiencing the feelings of person who had just been traumatized with fear, shocked into an oblivian, and then drenched in ice cold relief. Yami instantly appeared at his side, just as cluttered and mislead as his hikari was.
"W-What just happened?" He squeaked, staring after the mysterious teacher Yuugi thought he had known everything about but was quite wrong.
Yami snarled," I let a murderer get away."
The stroll home would have been peacful, him pondering on the fact his least favorite teacher had killed before and nothing was standing in his way of having a manslaughter party,but the disgruntled spirt would not hear of such a thing. He wouldn't even let him get one single word in.
"I cannot even begin to think of catastrophe it would have been if that round tube like instrument that emitted smoke had been a weapon of some sort." Yami said.
"Its called a ciggerette and-"
"Why, I would have easily thrown his mind into the darkest, most murkiest corner of the shadow realm or made him into an illogical loony." He interuppted once more.
" I don't think he'd deserve-"
"But of course he did. He was merritted with that karma since the disstressful moment he set foot near you. You no longer have to go near this deplorable man, am I correct?"
"No! He's my geometery teacher! He's-"
He was interupted again, "then end this 'geometery' and stay clear of this misconductor."
"I can't! Its called school, Yami! They lock people in the slammer for quiting!" Yuugi exclaimed,"and besides-"
"This slammer does not sound severly terrible,"the spirt concluded.
"Look!"The violet-eyed rage roared," there's no way of avoiding him! He's at school, at my house, at my-"
Yami froze dead in his footsteps.He turned his crimson eyes and all their furry onto Yuugi, who instantly recoiled under the flaming gaze.
He whispered lewdly,"he resigns near you?"
Yuugi began to sputter quickly," N-No! Na-uh! He lives a few blocks away, but him and my Jisan are real old pals, you know? So he's over at my house sometimes, but not all the time. I'd go kooky if he was though. He's so boring! I think-"
" I could care less If the man sprinted through a leech plagued swamp stark-naked." Yami declared," I only care if this cretin is in constant contact with your meatheaded self."
Yet again, his other self was disapproving of him. Even through technically he had not known Yami for more then four hours, he had gotten the motility that he had known him for much longer then he had been born. But still, he didn't know much of his personallity except that for the fact he was quite negitive.Scartch that, his negitivity was more imense then seven white-hot burning suns.So, instead of calling him down on this, he kept silent until he arrived upon his home in which he commanded the spirt to 'hide or something in the puzzle'.
"And why would I do such a thing, ignoramus?" Yami catechized.
"Let me put it this way, my grandpa's not ready to see a slightly taller carbon copy of me stroll on in next to his only grandson. And inplus, you don't look like the warmest of house guests."Yuugi mocked.
"Do not dare to get smart with me, young Yuugi," the sprit seethed brutally," I am more able-bodied then your pint-sized self. I could effortlessly batter some sence into that puny mind."
Yuugi felt a spark of fright, but swiftly smuthered it and glowered viciously right back up at the smooth talking boy,"no you wouldn't.You'd never do that."
"Really now? Are you challenging me?" The spirt grinned. Just the simple smile was intimidating enough to quiet Yuugi's runaway mouth. He tried to hold up his scowl, but he had never really learned how to keep his cool when he was frightenend. So, dispite the hearty pressure he put his eyes under to keep up the glare, it failed, and now his eyes were teeming with terror and worry.
"Answer me!" He demanded, seizing the hikari's humble wrist in a incredibly painful grip, lifting the squirming, coiling boy off the ground.
"Ow!"Yuugi howled,"Let go! That hurts Yami! Please let go! Please!"
The pain was horrible and barely bearable but he held in the river of tears threatning to emerge.Yuugi pleaded and begged for the stronger to let him be;Just to drop him and he'd never say anything like that again. But ,his constant wrenching against the firm, solid grasp of Yami's was causing his vanurable wrist to stay reclucently inplace. Therefore, when a sickening pop grazed through the chilly october evening, the flaming eyed boy released Yuugi, who tumbled to the pavement below. He could no longer hold those tears back; the young boy began to weep and moan in utter agony.His wrist was throbbing painfully and he invoulntairly glanced upon it.
There, lay his crumpled delicate wrist, curved in an odd postion. Yuugi tried with all his muscle to move the swollen finger's that lay limp at his knuckles. They did not budge. He swollowed away the wave of pain streaking up and down his arm and whirled his tear-shining violet orbs upon the stunned Yami.
"Wh-why?" He whispered softly. A fresh tear rolled down his flushed cheecks.
"Forgive me," He said solemnly and disappeared in the floursent light he first appeared in.
Yuugi was only sprawled their for moments before the lights of the Kame Game shop flickered on and squat footsteps ended up at the front door. The jingle of the shop bell was a sign that his Jisan had heard his screams of pain. And there stood his grandfather, clad in his navy blue robe,fuzzy yellow house slippers and worry filled wrinkles.
"Yuugi! My boy! What's happened? Why are laying on the ground? " His grandpa queried, clearly not understanding the mass hysteria that took place just minutes ago.
"I-I-," He searched his mind for a logical reason other then 'Yami held ruthlessly unto my wrist despite my pleas and snapped it in half, jisan.'
"I-I-I fell," Yes! he thought, that sounded believable. He had to spice it up a bit through.
"I-I was r-running home a-and I tripped and h-hit the g-g-gutter." He cried, realizing he was fibbing to his own flesh and blood. Thats two people he lied to today: his Jisan and his friends. He was such a vile,terrible person!
"But I heard another voice." His Jisan added, arching over ,helping his grand son to his feet and then dusting him off with the back of his hand.
"T-There was no one else out here but m-me."
His jisan supported him into the shop and up the stairs where he left him reclucently at his bedroom door.
"Now, if you need anything, just ask. Are you sure you're going to be okay?" His grandfather questioned for the twenty-second time.
"Yes, jisan."
"Good night Yuugi." And with that, his jisan had shut his bedroom door adjacent to his. The whimpering boy walked inside his own dark room and slammed the door behind him. His wrist burned ferociously and seemed to be tormenting him for disasembling the trust between him, his friends, and family.
"I know, I know,"he told the pain heedlessly,"I shouldn't lie! Its wrong! Yeah, I know , I know!"
One might as go as far as in saying he was delrious.For, the pain was mind numbing since Yuugi had never broken a bone in his body before. But, it was slowly, very slowly ebing down to a point where he could almost take control of it. All he desired right now was a nice quiet night, asleep. He would leave his aching hand for tomarrow morning. It wouldn't fall off or anything...Right?
Yuugi couldn't be any less bothered by that at the silent moment. He tumbled unto his famaliar fleecy sheets and lay his head back upon his cushiony feather-filled pillow. The blankets were so tight and snug around him, he could feel his mind flowing into a dreamworld. Everything around him was so warm and so feathery soft, that if given just a few more minutes, he would have dozed off directly on the spot. But, a low booming voice woke him.
"Do not tell me you are attempting to slumber with an injury?" Yami said, ermerging from the depths of the shadows created by the piles and piles of toys stacked high.
"Yup. Thats exactly what i'm doing," Yuugi said joyfully, turning away from the spirt on his mushy matress.
"That is not wise fool-I mean Yuugi,"He said, strutting to the boy's bedside.
"Well, i'm not a wise person," Yuugi concluded," please just go away."
"I appericate the fact that you do not wish to see me now, but I will not allow you to lie there with a damaged wrist bone. Your pain is my pain, hikari," He added softly.
"So that's how it is, is it? You think-"
"I demand that you let me finish, doltish child," the sprit contiuned on," I...I-I care for you and I will not stand by and observe you cowering with this agony. I will help you wether you like it or not."
Yuugi was startled into silence. He had no word, wether it be insult or kind, that could compare to that. Instead, all he could muster up was, " How?"
"Let me examine the impairment, primarily, then i'll--I'll see what I can do." Yami said mellowly, settling himself upon the small boy's wool sheets. Yuugi reached over and clicked on his table-lamp that brought Yami's penisive experssion into a shadowy view.
There it was, the raw swollen hand with five lifeless fingers sprouting from the joints. He quickly adverted his eyes from the mayhem that once was a perfectly fine wrist, but Yami's sullen orb's lingered on the bony wreckage as if it was memory he would've given his life to rid time of.
He delicately lifted the meager hand into his large palm.Yuugi fidgeted and shifted slightly but did not protest. Yami ,then, tenderly applied pressure to the puffy wrist, attempting to find the problem. The young boy tried to surpress his sudden hollers when the sprit hit a particulary sore part, but some slipped through. Yami finally stopped and returned his gaze back to Yuugi's painfilled eyes.
"It is spectacularlly not broken," He deducded with relief," but it seems it is dislocated."
"Can you do anything about it?" Yuugi questioned.
Yami looked abruntly overwhlemed," Why would you hold any trust for I? I am the one who has turned your arm into a mangled clutter of an eyesore! I am the one who caused you this affliction!," his anger began to rise to new levels," You should repudiate me for this! Despise! Loathe! Anything but trust! By rah, have you no shame?"
Yuugi's eyes widened and then lowered dishonorly to the tangled bedcovers," I'm sorry, sir."
"Sorry? Sorry!" The enraged sprit yelled, "I am the one who is supposed to beg for forgiveness! Rah could not have prepared me for this!"
After moments of tense silence, Yuugi tentively asked, "can you help it then?"
The taller slapped his hand to his temple in disbelief,"Ooh Rah...Yes. Yes I can mend that mess, but it will cause you a great ammount of pain. I will have to shift it back into its socket and afterwords it will ache and twinge a bit, but nothing to serious."
The shorter gulped fearfully,"al-alright,d-do it."
"Lend me your hand," Yami said, holding out his own.
Yuugi did as he was told and placed his shivering palm into the other's. He then shut his eyes so tightly, he could see whirling white stars in his vison.
"Here goes it."
He felt a massive pull upon his dislocated wrist which collected an immense amount of pain that shot up and down his very veins. His blood was curdling and bubbling with the pressure;His lip was surely bleeding, for he had been biting down on it curtly to retain his strangled screams. He couldn't hold out for much longer...
And then it finished. The pain, the pressure, all was terminated with a simple yet un-earthly 'pop'. He fell back upon his bed, panting. He felt that he could easily loose consciousness any given second. He could feel the faint but dull ache in the joint that connected his hand to arm but now, all he desired was to lay un-disturbed for hours.None of this mattered any longer. Only sleep. Only sleep...
"Now listen my qualmish kiddie, you must languish,now. The trauma of today has most likely over whelmed your insufficient mind. Do not fret, through, I will be here if you need me."
Yuugi heard Yami's words as through from a distance but they had much more impact then words whispered into one's ear. They flowed through his head like a placid river, filling his flushed head with a sence of whole hearted caring.
"Thank you," he murmered softly and drifted off into a warm,deep sleep.
Yami decided on observing the restless boy during his slumber. He, himself, could not sleep. His thoughts were to anxeity riddened and stressful to ever allow such a comfort as that.
'Why?' He pondered as his blood red eyes suerveyed the resting body of his hikari, 'Why did I do such a fallacious deed? Is it because of my rough nature? Did he play on my temper to much?Ooh why did I do such a vile task?'
The troubled spirt suddenly shook his head, 'No. No! He deserved what he got! He deserved every ounce of pain that pitiful wrist could take! Every ounce!Even more! I'd give him more if he'd wake!'
But then, the sleeping Yuugi shuddered in his rest and began to shiver with hard merciless chills.
'He is cold,'the wise sprit concluded, slightly amused. Yami bent forword and drew the fleece sheets over the shaking boy.The tremors instantly haulted. Being so close to his warm flesh, he also observered the rogue color in the hikari's cheecks. His hand flung up and gingerly rested on Yuugi's sizzling forhead.
'By Rah! He feels feverish! I do hope this is quite normal!Ooh Rah, where are the healers these days! Will he be alright? '
Yami bolted up with humliation and beamed at his own idiocy.
'He is fine but-'
He was back to his old problem again.
'Ooh Hikari! I cannot tell begin to tell you how remorseful I am! I just-It was-'
A feeling his own hikari felt arose in his deep inside his pumping heart and consumed his chest, making it hard to take in a breath with out smelling the essence of that emotion.
'Ooh my aibou...You trusted me. Even through you had only known me for such a short period of time, you depended on me. But when I-When that--When--'
'. . .You felt forsaken. The wall of trust crumbled down to rumble and I am the demolisher.The tree of truth was ignited and scorched to ashes blown away in the breeze. I am the cause of your emotions of double- crossment...'
'I betrayed you.'
The drowsing Yuugi exhaled causually, rolling over in his springy bed.His eyelashes flickered but showed no sign of being awake.
"I will never hurt you again."
Somehow, Yuugi heard that and that was just enough to pass him off to sleep.
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