Peeks out from behind barrier Listen, I'm sorry about what I did to Yugi, but I had to! wrings hands nervously Just please don't hurt me. " Well, anyway, thank you for all of the wonderful reviews and Yugi thanks you for the sympathy.
Yugi: Yeah! It's nice to know that people actually care about me. glares at anime
AC33: Never said I did care Yugi, I just need to torture you in order to get the right emotion going for the reviewers. Pain happens to be the best way to do it. Now, pulls out very large squeaky ball get out there and make our reviewers cry!
Yugi: sweat drops Umm… will do AC. Just don't hit me with that ball….
AC33: Enjoy!
The whole world was darkness. Darkness had completely swathed him in her delicate cloak, and pain has consumed him to the point of complete numbness. The world he once knew was lost to him. He was floating in his own world of torture and suffering. He was drowning in a pool of self contempt and anger. The water was thick, swirling, and intense; it swallowed him whole and prevented his cries of agony from issuing forth. He had never so much wanted to die.
A gentle voice penetrated the din of Yugi's mind. It was soft and sad, making him take his mind off of his own suffering for a moment. This strange voice parted the desperateness of the water he bathed in, and made him want to fight against it. The shadow like cloak had begun to slowly disappear and vision swam back into view.
A girl was leaning over him, tears running down her thin, tanned face. Now confusion set in for Yugi. It took a moment before he realized who the weeping girl was. Azar. Suddenly he was semi-alert again. Had Yami attacked her when he was unconscious? Was that why she was crying? He needed to know, needed to find out, but when he couldn't open his mouth. His mouth was full of blood and it was prohibiting speech. But he needed to communicate with Azar somehow.
Azar couldn't stop crying. She had bolted down the stairs when she heard the door slam shut, but what her eyes beheld was something that she never thought she would see. Yugi, lying on the floor of the living room in a pool of his own blood while she could barely see his chest rise and fall. The sight was too much for her. She just ran over to him and began to weep. She fell to her knees and wept for her saviors fate. There was no way she could move him without hurting him and because of her current state., but he desperately needed medical assistance. And worse still, she was almost completely drained of healing magic. She had used most of it to keep herself conscious, and there was no way that she could use any without rendering herself into a coma.
Azar kept wringing her hands as sparkling tears fell down her face in rivers, coating her face and falling onto Yugi's bloodied and broken chest. She was still sobbing when a small moan escaped from Yugi's lips. Azar's heart wrenching sobs were cut off almost immediately as she listened and looked down at Yugi's prone figure.
There was no doubt about it, he had definitely made a noise. He must not be able to talk Azar thought to herself. "Yugi?" She asked in a quavering voice. "Yugi? Can you hear me? Please Yugi, please answer me if you can."
She stared at him raptly, praying that he would make some noise of conformation. However every moment that passed by without any sound from Yugi, the more of her hope slipped away. Tears began to fall down Azar's cheeks once more. "Please Yugi. Please just wake up."
Azar's crying was cut off however, by a gentle hand brushing against her tear sodden cheeks. "Please…don't…don't cry…Azar. I…I…can't stand…it when…girls…cry." Yugi said, in a throaty and hoarse whisper. "Please…don't cry."
Yugi's large violet eyes were staring up at her, pleading with her to relax. Azar was more then overjoyed to hear Yugi's gentle voice, but she just couldn't stop her tears. She was glad that he was awake, but that didn't resolve what she would be able to do for him. She was incredibly weakened herself, and she wouldn't be able to move him in anyway. Besides, she didn't know how to work the damned contraption that people in this realm called a phone. However, an idea suddenly came to mind.
"Yugi, can you move at all?" Azar asked him in a semi-quavering and gentle voice.
Yugi wasn't able to respond, he just made a small nodding motion with his head and dragged himself very slowly over to the couch. "Azar, please…help…help me."
Getting off of her knees, Azar made her way over to Yugi and put her one good arm around Yugi's ribs in a gentle manner. "On the count of three then? One…Two…Three!" Once she said three, Azar tried to pull him up, and Yugi pushed up from the ground with his hands. The combined effort got Yugi up onto the couch, but he was exhausted.
"Yugi?" Azar said in a small and timid voice. "Are you alright?" Yugi was panting hard and his chest had begun to spasm slightly.
"Yeah." Yugi managed to hiss through clenched teeth. "Yeah…broken ribs." But he was cut off again by a strangled cry and he lapsed into painful silence.
Azar was panicking now. She had to act quickly if she wanted her plan to work. "Hang on Yugi." Azar murmured quickly. "Just please hang on, I'll be back soon." With that, she set off into the kitchen in search of a dish towel and water.
She searched frantically throughout the kitchen, being driven by a powerful need to save Yugi. Finding a towel, Azar moved swiftly over to the sink and stuck the cloth under the icy flow of water. She then practically ran from the kitchen, and was immediately kneeling by Yugi.
"Hey Yugi?" Azar said, pressing the cold wet towel to Yugi's forehead. "I'm going to wipe away the blood, ok? Then I'm going to see what damage that monster inflicted, ok?"
If this was ok with Yugi, Azar never knew. He couldn't answer for the pain, and simply clenched his teeth together in agony and gave her a small nod. Eyes filling up with tears, Azar moved the quickly reddening towel over the torn and beaten flesh of Yugi's face. When finished with his face, Azar wiped drying blood from his neck and arms and, thankfully, he no longer looked like a bloodied mess.
The cuts and gashes could be clearly seen now, and dark bluish marks covered what was not bleeding. From what Azar could see, Yugi had several cracked and broken ribs and his sternum had been fractured in several places. There was chance of a mild concussion, and his right wrist appeared to be badly sprained. Azar was aghast. How could all of this happen in a matter of 10 minutes? She had seen soldiers from battle come home looking in the same condition as Yugi, and they were at fucking war!
"Yugi? I'm going into the kitchen, I will be back in a few minutes. If you need me just call. I am making something to numb the pain for a while." Azar told him in a gentle and soothing voice. Yugi looked confused, but nodded before grimacing in pain again. With that, Azar shot off into the kitchen and began her work.
Potion making had never been one of Azar's strong points, but she had no other choice. Azar had always been much more of a Power Healer herself, but she was decent with potions and salves.
She was currently darting around the kitchen, looking for a cooking pot of some kind and a spoon, but was having little to no luck at all. Where were the blasted things?! Throwing open a cupboard door in her frustration, several large metal pots fell from the wooden confines and smashed to the linoleum floor with a very loud bang.
Azar grabbed a small and slightly bent pot and looked around for a fireplace. There was none. How on earth people survived in this realm, Azar could not fathom. How did they cook if they had no fire? Azar wracked her brain, trying to think back to something her tutor had told her about the cooking methods in this realm. All she could remember was that it was a flat surface on top of a box, and you were supposed to turn a knob. Looking around, Azar saw one of the bizarre contraptions and turned one of the knobs.
A roaring blue fire shot up from the oddly shaped surface and Azar let out a strangled shriek of surprise. Frantic, she turned the knob back the other way, and the fire seemed to die down. Azar kept turning the strange knob until it reached a sort of medium point. God, Azar thought to herself. How people in this realm survive… Now that she had the fire going, she ran over to the faucet, and turned one of the clear knobs.
Water shot from the metal tube with surprising force, and only calmed it's flow when Azar twisted the knob in the other direction. Mentally cursing herself, Azar put the small pot under the flow of cold water, and went in search of herbs.
Each cabinet held something different. Some held pans and more pots, boxes with odd pictures and depictions on them, cups of all shapes and sizes, plates, bowls and everything she could imagine. Most of the objects were things that Azar had never seen before. Odd metal instruments and glass containers, many different wooden bowls and spoons, all sorts of things that she might need or never even use.
Grabbing a few wooden bowls and some spoons, Azar departed over to the pot that was currently overflowing with water. Cursing her own stupidity, Azar shut the water off and poured about half of it out of the pot. Grasping the black handle with her one good hand, Azar brought the pot over to the cooking fire, and placed it on top.
Twisting the knobs, Azar got a mild flame going, after almost singeing the overly large T-shirt that was borrowed from Yugi. Azar grabbed the shining silver lid and slammed it on top of the pot.
Once the lid of the pot was securely on, Azar resumed her search of the herbs. It was only after three cabinets and two drawers that she found that cabinet that housed herbs. These herbs were in very odd containers, some of glass and some of another material Azar couldn't place, but the glass ones resembles vials. In Terasil, vials were only used for small amounts of either some very potent poison or very rare antidote. Pushing that unnecessary thoughts from her mind, Azar grabbed the vials labeled Bay Leaves and saffron and rushed over to the now boiling pot.
The herbs were not the same kind that were used in Terasil, but they were in close relation. She also doubted very much that she would be able to find powdered conch or Mer Tears.
Thinking that she would figure that out later, Azar twisted off the tops of the herb vials and found, to her delight, that the herbs were already powdered and/or chopped for her. Finally, something that was useful in this god forsaken realm.
Azar was about to add the saffron to the mix when she realized that she had some very important items with her that might be able to get this potion to work right, even if it did lack most magical properties. Sprinting up the stairs, Azar began a frantic search for her bloodied clothing. Finding them hanging in an odd looking thing that had a faucet mounted very high up on the wall and a basin sort of bottom she grabbed her pants and rummaged around in the pockets. (A/N: For those of you who are lost in my description, the "odd looking thing" that Azar was referring to was a shower. Sorry for the confusion!)
Finally, her fingertips touched upon 3 small glass vials and she pulled them out rather quickly in her fervor. She was glad to see that all of the vials were still intact, and was even more glad that she had, for once, listened to her nurse maid and brought he vials along. Violet was always worried about her safety and, before Azar left for the other realm, she had forced her to take the 3 vials, saying they would come in useful. Now, Azar was more then appreciative of her nurse maids protectiveness.
Racing back down the stairs, Azar uncorked one of the tiny glass bottles. This particular one had water from the Lakes of Desomer in it and it was a very powerful drug that stopped the worst kind of bleeding. She hadn't been able to take it the night she was attacked, because of her semi-delirious state. Azar ran over to Yugi, and knelt down beside him. "Yugi? Are you awake?" Azar asked him, out of breath.
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Yugi's large violet eyes opened slightly, and stared up at Azar. She was so beautiful, even when she had tear stains on her face and her hair mussed and knotty. The deep auburn strands contrasted greatly with her soft tanned skin. He wanted so much to hold her, to make her feel alright again. His condition however, hardly permitted that.
"Yeah. I…I'm awake." Came Yugi's hoarse whisper. He could see that Azar was holding a small bottle in her hand, but couldn't tell what it was. It looked like water, but maybe it was just his blurred vision.
"Yugi." Azar said, in a shaky and frantic voice. "I need you to drink this quickly. Don't ask what it is, just drink it. It will make your wounds stop bleeding." Normally Yugi would protest at being given some strange liquid and being expected to drink it. However, for some strange and bizarre reason, Yugi trusted Azar even though he had just met her. It was a difficult emotion to describe.
Taking the vial in his trembling hands, Yugi put the glass to his lips and let the cool liquid slide down his burning throat.
A/N: Ello Ello! I'm back again. So sorry about cutting it off there, but hopefully you got a good few laughs from Azar and her encounters with other realm items. I am SO sorry about the long wait, but I just couldn't summon up the energy to finish this chappie. It took me forever to finish it NOW. Well, I hope you enjoy, though you probably won't, cuz I had to write through my writers block. cringes Anyway, REVIEW!