Angelus Fletus Est (English translation: Angel Weeping)
Well, I left you all with a lovely little cliffie, now didn't I? ^.^; My apologies.
Before I get to the review responses, I would just like to say 'thank you' to everyone who reviewed. You are all SO nice, with such positive feedback! I'm glad that you still like my story, and are helping me regain the reviews that I lost.
BTW, ignore the statement I make right before I start the fic...it's old...but I left it for old times' sake...
RESPONSES!
trefenwyd12: I'd love to know where you got your name from lol. "For once?" *grins* Lots of us hate Tea...just look around...And yeah...I'm a sucker for a sweet Seto ^_~ Thanks!
Lady Ann Kenobi: *sighs* alright! Alright! Don't hurt me! For the record, I REALLY hate that fic, so it'll take some time for me to get up...
Dagger5: HA! I'll update when YOU update! So there! *blows a raspberry* ^_~
Viv: Like you said...I get a lot of reviews; I can't possibly answer them all. Gomen nasai ^.^;
DJ Rodriguez: Um...I really like yaoi...as in REALLY like it...and I'm seriously considering either making this light yaoi or writing a new fic that has yaoi in it. Sorry to disappoint...I'll just have to see where the story goes, I suppose.
Tati1: I am a nutcase?! *fake appalled look* Take a look at YOURSELF, miss! ^_~ lol just kidding. But...*pouts* you say that like it's a bad thing...
Mittens no Hikari: Um...I didn't say that Katya (Broken Angel Katya) was pretty...in fact I don't think I described her at all. I should do that...but thank you ^_^.
Everybody!: Well...I certainly got a lot of "Yeses" from all of you...So I suppose I'll repost B.A. *sighs* Not that I LIKE it, mind you...
Wow I got a lot of one-liners from you guys. Not a lot for me to respond to lol. Not complaining, mind you. A review is a review, and I love you all for taking the time to do so. Just keep in mind...I always answer questions. Always. If I forget you for some reason, let me know and I'll answer you in the next chapter ^_^.
Me: *sighs* this is really chapter Four Part 2. but since I don't want to confuse anyone (and myself) with the numbers, we'll just call this ch. 5. AAAAAANNNNNGGGGSSSTTTT warning!!!! (Basically read my last notes before ch. 4...)
I'm not going to answer any reviews this chapter. Gomen nasai! I promise that I'll answer lots next chappie!
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\This isn't going to be a good day\ Yugi thought to himself as he took out his books from his locker.
Yami had been in a bad mood that morning. He hadn't gotten much sleep for some reason, and was so groggy that he tripped and fell halfway down the stairs. Then he spilled coffee on himself. It didn't help that Yugi had overslept and had made them miss the bus. They'd ended up running to school, Yami grumbling the entire way.
\At least we made it to school early\ he thought as he walked into the classroom. \I was afraid we'd be late.\
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Yugi had a bad feeling when he walked into English class. \I really hope the teacher curved the grades like he said\ he thought nervously. \That test was so hard...\
The bell rang and the students returned to their seats. Yugi looked at the teacher a bit nervously, who took a folder from his briefcase.
"Well, class, I have to say that your performance on the test was not as good as I would have liked." \Good, so he probably curved the grades a bit.\ Yugi thought in relief.
"Unfortunately, I could not curve the grades like I had said."
Indignant statements met the teacher, but he held up a hand. "Why not?!" Joey blurted out.
"Because, Mr. Wheeler, someone in this class received a 100." Yugi stared. \Who could have gotten a 100 on that?!\
The teacher picked up the folder and took out the first test. "Congratulations, Mr. Motou, on your excellent grade." He placed the paper in front of Yugi.
Yugi stared at the test in shock. \I got...a 100?! Oh WOW!\ then a guilty thought struck him. \Oh no...he cant curve the grades because of me!\ Yugi looked around uneasily as the teacher handed out the tests, and noticed that he was receiving glares from almost the entire class, even Tea and Tristan.
The teacher moved to the front of the class. "It would have been unfair to Mr. Motou if I hadn't raised his grade along with the rest of yours, but since he got a perfect score, I couldn't raise his any more than it is. I know that for most of you, this is a hard blow. Next time, I am sure, you will all study a bit harder." Yugi wanted to die right there. \He couldn't have just raised their grades...from what he said I'm sure that nobody got even close to a 100! I couldn't have just gotten a 96, could I?!\
The bell finally rang after 40 minutes of going over the test, with Yugi getting called on very often. Yugi noticed that a large group of people were whispering together as he left the classroom. \This can't be good...\
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Yugi made his way over to the small side table he'd been sitting at for the past month. It was in the corner of the lunchroom, but close to the table that Yami and his friends sat at. He could hear Joey telling Yami about the English test.
"...and Yug' got a 100! Yami, how'd he pull that one off?! Tea got an 85! That was the second highest grade!"
Yugi inwardly winced as he sat down. \Gee, I know I wanted to get noticed by my friends, but not like this!\
The period passed relatively normally. Yugi opened his book and pretended to study while listening in on the conversation that was going on a couple tables down, wishing that they'd notice him enough to let him join them. \Ever since Yami has been able to create his own body and come to school, its like I've been a shadow. Even with him a grade ahead of us!\ He got up with his tray and walked towards the garbage pails, which were in the center of the room. \I really hope Joey and Tristan didn't bomb out on the test--\ His thoughts were cut short by a piece of a roll hitting his back.
He heard snickers as he picked it up and threw it away with the rest of his food. Then he started to walk back, but got hit in the back again.
And again.
He started to walk faster, but a foot stuck in his path tripped him and he fell. As though it was a sign, he started to get bombarded with remnants of people's lunches, from pieces of bread, to peas, to someone's juice.
He slipped on the now slick floor as he tried to get up, tears forming in his eyes. Every time he attempted to move, something would hit him that would cause him to go tumbling again. So he stayed where he was, in a little ball. Moving when he felt a let up in the barrage, he half-ran, half-crawled back to his table. He rolled under it and curled himself in a ball. \This is because of my test grade, I know it...oh why couldn't I have just gotten an 85, like Tea?\
By this time, half the cafeteria was on its feet, engaged in a massive food fight. Most of the food still came his way but generally wasn't able to reach him. Yugi closed his eyes, hoping for it to end...
Suddenly the cafeteria went dead silent. Yugi peeked out from under his table. \Oh, no. The principal...\
The principal took in the messy floor, the kids still on their feet, trying to conceal their ammunition. "What is the meaning of this?!" he asked in a low, dangerous voice.
One of the girls in his class stepped forward. "Miss Winzaki?"
"It was Yugi Motou, sir!" she screeched. "He started the whole thing!" Yugi shrank back. \This can't get any worse...\
"And where is Mr. Motou, may I ask?" The principal was speaking in that tone that let you know that you would be in big trouble if you lied.
"Under there, sir." The girl pointed contemptuously to Yugi's table. The man looked a bit surprised, but at that moment the bell rang. Yugi waited as the whole student body rose, and stampeded out the door. He closed his eyes, expecting more things to be catapulted in his direction, but nothing happened. A couple people gave him sympathetic looks, but he didn't see them.
To his surprise, when he opened his eyes, the cafeteria was empty save the two lunch ladies and the janitor, who were working on cleaning up the floor. They gave him disdainful glares as he timidly crawled out from under the table. Blinking in the light he bit back a groan.
\How can I go back to class looking like this?\ There were crumbs and stains all over his uniform; he was positive that at least half the food had gotten stuck in his hair. \Not much I can do now\ he thought. He picked up his books, but before walking out, he went over to the three adults.
"G-gomen n-nasai", he whispered, keeping his eyes on the floor. "I didn't mean to be so much trouble." A tear rolled down his cheek as he turned away, not seeing the shocked stares that followed him out.
Yugi closed the door quietly behind him, struggling to keep back his tears. \Nothing could be worse than this...\
"Mr. Motou. Just the man I want to see." \Or not...\
"Come with me, Mr. Motou." Yugi gulped and followed the principal into his office, keeping his eyes on the floor.
The principal closed the door. "Sit down." Yugi complied quietly, not taking his gaze off the carpet.
The man walked behind his desk and sat down, taking in the teen's stained clothes and face, and the hair that harbored a multitude of crumbs and whatnot. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself?"
"G-gomen nasai, Kwisaki-sama..." it was the only thing he could think of.
He snorted slightly. "I'd like more than that. What did you do? Answer me honestly."
"Nothing, sir."
"I will ask you again, Mr. Motou. What did you do." It wasn't a question. \I am being honest...\
"I-I got a 100 on a major test...and the teacher couldn't curve everyone else's grade because of that...and I...I don't think that...that they liked that very much." Yugi struggled to keep in his tears.
His gaze was glued to the floor, so he missed the sudden look of understanding on the older man's face. There was silence for a moment. \He can't still think I'm lying...can he?\
"I see." It wasn't said skeptically; rather, it had a thoughtful tone to it. "There is only an hour of school left. And you're in no condition to return to class."
\Oh man...\ Yugi slowly brought his eyes off the floor, brought them up to meet those of the man before him. He was startled to see compassion in his gaze and a slight smile on the normally stern face. "I think it's best if you return home to clean yourself up. I will call to inform your grandfather, so he doesn't think that you're skipping school. I will also excuse you from your homework tonight."
Yugi stared. \He...he can't...\ he thought in shock.
"That's all, I believe. You may go." Trembling slightly, Yugi stood up and picked up his books.
"A-arigatou, Kwisaki-sama." He managed to stammer. He didn't know what else to say. He turned, opened the door, and had one foot out when the principal's voice stopped him.
"Mr. Motou."
Yugi turned a bit reluctantly. "I would like to commend you on your high grade. Your teacher had informed me that that grade made the difference for the marking period for many of you."
Yugi looked down. \And because of me, a lot of them got their grades drastically lowered\ "If I hadn't gotten it, the lunch ladies and the janitor wouldn't have to be cleaning it now. Please tell them I'm sorry for causing such a mess...I...I'm sorry...for being such a bother..." And, turning slowly, he walked out of the door, out of the school. He shivered as the wind picked up. \This day can't get any worse. Sure, I have no homework...but I'm being sent home. What will gramps and Yami think?\
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Yugi pushed open the door to the game shop slowly.
"Yugi. The principal called and said that you were the cause of a food fight today." His grandfather did not sound happy.
"I didn't mean it, Grandpa..."
"The principal explained it to me, Yugi. Although I can't say that I'm happy." Yugi hung his head. \God...even Gramps is mad...\
"Well at least I got to see you before I left."
Yugi's head shot up. "What?"
"I'm going away for a month or so. You remember my friend Arthur Hawkins?" \How could I not?\ Yugi thought. But he merely nodded. "He and I are going to Egypt to oversee excavation of a new site."
"Oh. Good luck, grandpa."
"If there's any trouble, just ask Yami. I'll leave him a note telling him where I've gone. Why don't you get yourself cleaned up?"
\Ask Yami...sure gramps. If I can get him to notice me first.\ "'Kay...bye gramps."
"See you soon, Yugi."
_-_-_-_-_-_ (A/N: I know...I'm skipping. But this is so long already!)
Out of habit, and because he didn't really know what else to wear, Yugi pulled on his spare uniform. He unwrapped the towel around his head and grimaced when he saw a few stray crumbs on it. \I thought I'd gotten it all out...guess not.\ His hair had indeed caught a good amount of crumbs and stray food, and he'd shampooed it three times to get everything.
He heard a door slam. Yami was home. Footsteps, a pause. \Must be reading gramps' note.\
"Yugi!!!" Yami yelled. Yugi winced slightly.
/Yami that was very loud...I--/
//Just get down here, Yugi.// Yami didn't sound pleased...Yugi felt a small stirring of fear.
Yugi walked slowly down the stairs, and out a couple steps into the living room. Not seeing anyone, he paused.
"There you are." He turned to see Yami coming out of the kitchen. Yugi nodded and smiled a bit, maybe Yami wanted to spend some time with him, maybe Yugi could finally confide in him, let out his feelings about what had happened.
\Not happening.\ Unexpectedly, Yami grabbed Yugi by the shoulders. Yugi looked up at him in fear. "What did you do?!"
"Y-you were t-there, Yami...I didn't do anything."
His yami shook his head sharply. "I had to leave because a teacher wanted some help. Apparently that was 2 minutes before it all started. What, did you throw a roll at Joey?"
Yugi was trembling. Why didn't Yami believe him? "I j-just got up and threw my things away, Yami..."
He was cut off. "I'm supposed to believe that when the whole school was going on and on about how you started a food fight so big that the janitor and lunch ladies were finishing when we left. How," here he took a breath and leaned in closer to Yugi who shrank back at his yami's glare. "How you got sent home by the principal."
Yugi was close to tears. "Y-yami, the p-principal sent me home t-to c-clean myself up. H-he said I was in n-no condition t-to go back to c-class, and..."
Yami glared. "Don't lie to me, aibou." \When was the last time he called me that? Why wont he believe me?\ "I don't believe you because I highly doubt that your story could be this different from everyone else's story." Yami had heard Yugi's thoughts. He was truly angry, his voice rising. "I can understand if you got in a fight or something, but you disgrace yourself by lying about it!"
Yugi made sure to keep his next thought private. \Oh, sure, you'd understand. That's why I'm backed up against the wall.\ "B-but I'm not..."
Yami let go of his hikari and backed up a step. "Sure." He said.
Yugi couldn't take it anymore. First the fight, then the principal, then gramps, now Yami. "G-gomen" he whispered, trying his best not to break down. "I-I'm s-sorry that I'm s-such a disgrace...sorry th-that I'm s-such a b-bother..." Choking back a sob, he ran right past his yami and out the door, cutting off their link.
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He ran and ran, away from the game shop, certain that Yami was following him. \What did I do?\ he thought tearfully, sobbing as he sprinted along, not knowing where he was going.
His feet led him to the park. \Maybe I can rest here...\
Luck didn't seem to be on his side. Everywhere he looked there was at least someone from school. All directed contemptuous glances at him. Finally he just ran blindly, his feet taking him on a path he'd only traveled once before.
It led right to a dead end of thick bushes and trees. Still, Yugi ran along the pathway, he had to get away...had to get away...
He stumbled and fell, his momentum causing him to roll right at the impassible barrier of greenery. He shut his eyes tight and waited for the impact...
It never came. He rolled to a stop. Wincing slightly, he opened his eyes and sat up. He gasped.
He was staring at a little stream. Various plants and flowers grew alongside it; there were trees all around, which would offer shade from the sun (it was very overcast then). He seemed to be in a little world of his own, shut off from the real world...the world he wanted so badly to be noticed in.
Near the stream, but off to the side, were a couple rocks that were right beside a huge tree. That entire area was covered in moss. Feeling completely exhausted from his running and crying, he stumbled over there and lay down. The moss was incredibly soft, and made one of the rocks into a good pillow.
As Yugi fell asleep, one arm wrapped itself around his temporary pillow in a desperate gesture for comfort.
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It was very late when Yugi got home. He'd slept the afternoon and evening away. He half hoped that Yami would be up, even if it was to yell at him for being late. But the lights were off; not a soul stirred in the business/home.
Yugi tiptoed in, and upstairs to his bedroom. He stopped.
Yami was lying in Yugi's bed, in a half-curled up position, obviously sound asleep. Not wanting to disturb his yami, Yugi tiptoed back downstairs. Kicking off his shoes with a sigh, he practically fell onto the couch.
His miserable sleep was filled with dreams. Dreams of falling, with nobody noticing, dreams of running...and a feeling of peace when he reached the small hidden clearing.
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The next day, Yugi didn't even wait to see if Yami wanted him for anything. It had been another horrible day, with snickers following him everywhere, and twice he nearly got the stuffing kicked out of him.
He'd wanted to get out of there since 2nd period. So, rather than wait, he ran. Ran from the place that had filled him with so much pain.
He ran. Ran to the one place where he ever felt peace.
~*~
Yugi realized he was crying. \God, it hurt so much...and nothing has changed since.\ He looked up, afraid that Seto would be mad at him for causing so much trouble, for running. Instead he saw compassion and empathy etched into every detail of the normally cold face, tears in the ice-blue eyes.
"Oh Yugi...that's awful..." Seto's voice broke and he trailed off. Again Yugi felt himself being enveloped in that warm embrace, so much like his yami's, one that spoke volumes.
For a few minutes they just sat there. Then Seto broke the silence. He let go of Yugi and said, "It's about 7 now, Yugi. I think now is a very good time for me to get your things. Anything special you want me to take?"
Yugi thought for a moment. "My...my dueling deck, please? If it isn't too much trouble..."
Seto cut him off. "It isn't. You are never any trouble." Yugi smiled at those words. \He really does care...\
At that moment, Mokuba ran in. "I'm done, Seto! Yugi, can you play with me now?" Yugi's smile grew as he looked at the younger Kaiba, who was nearly bouncing.
"Sure."
Seto smiled as he left the room. He started down the hall. \A few moments, and then I'll finally get to do what I've been wanting to do for a very long time. It's time to open Yami's eyes.\
Coming up Next:
"You bastard! Look what you've DONE to him!"
Seto shoved something in Yami's face. "LOOK at how far GONE he is! And it's ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU SELF-CENTERED PHARAOH!"
Me: hehehe...cliffie. well, enjoy!!! R&R!
Oh, I was rather mean...*grins* well it gives you a bit of incentive, I suppose.
Again...it's still a month between updates...however, really good reviews make me want to update early, so...*salutes the readers* I leave the rest to you. Thank you, and R/R!