Haku: Well, lookie here! It's a fast update!
Y. Haku: That's because it's the holidays and you know it.
Haku: SHUSH!
Haga: It's the truth though!
Haku: You're all against me, aren't you?
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Agonising work
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Humans fail to imagine Eternity rather spectacularly.
There is a belief that one exists on to an afterlife, but humans connot fathom life for eternity...
...Just as they can not fathom death for it as well.
"Hi there! Welcome to the Kame game shop, how may I help you?" It wasn't right, the spirit had decided, that after only one day, Yuugi was expected to go back to work and just... fit in. But there he was, sitting at the quaint game shop's counter and welcoming in all customers, just like usual.
The spirit was currently sitting in the expanse that was his soulroom, staring at his hand in mild disbelief. Only last night had it been covered with blood, the same blood that continued to pour from Yugi's soulroom door. The spirit wanted to know what was wrong with the boy, why he continued as if nothing had happened, when in reality, something bigger than the both of them did?
True, the police had asked no questions, and seeing as there was a strange lack of evidence at the site of the crash, Yugi had not been taken in for manslaughter, nor drink driving charges. The spirit was glad that his Aibou was't in trouble with the authorities, but thought that the boy was acting almost too normal to be pliable.
There was a laugh, and the cash register banged open, scattering a few coins. "Whoops!" The boy bent down to pick them up.
Atemu twitched. The way that his partner was acting was far too normal for one who'd accidentally killed the previous night. "Yugi, we need to talk." He icily said to his other half.
A brief flare of anger? And then, in mental reply, "Not right now, Mou Hitori No Boku, I'm busy." The spirit sighed, and appeared in the physical world, visible only to the boy.
"Now, Yugi, we will talk now." The spirit fixed the boy with his patented glare, and Yugi shuddered slightly.
"Thanks! And Come again!" The boy went back to fluttering about the store's high shelves, trying very hard to ignore his partner's cold stare. ((Haku: Are you aware how hard it is not to refer to them as Hikari and Yami?)) The spirit let out a low growl and followed.
"Yugi..". The warning carried in the tone was not one to be messed with.
"What? I'm trying to work, Mou Hitori no Boku, so if you'll excuse me..." He went back to the shelves, and the once-pharaoh snarled.
"You shouldn't be working at all, Yugi, you had a difficult night last night."
The spirit's sentiments were repeated by the adolescent's grandfather as he walked through the entryway to the game shop. "Yugi! What are you doing? You shouldn't be working!" The boy nearly cried out in frustration, and the spirit watched as he caught himself in time.
"Would you two just get off my back about it? I'm working, so what? I need to take my mind off some things, and what better way than keeping busy?" The boy turned around and stormed out, leaving both his grandfather, and though his grandfather couldn't see, partner watching his retreating back with dumbfounded expressions.
A sharp pain raced through the spirit's mind, and with a sharp cry of "Yugi!" The spirit ran forward and through the display counter and wall to see Yugi in a ball on the ground, cringing in pain.
"It... hurts..." Were the words the boy gasped, as a panicked spirit raced to his side.
"What does? What hurts? Yugi? YUGI!!" The boy had slipped into unconsciousness. The spirit's lips pursed, it was times like this he hated the fact that it was only Yugi who could see him, if he wasn't in control, or in the shadow realm. He was helpless, less than a ghost when his partner was unconscious, and his grandfather didn't even know.
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Thus, it was a rather panicked spirit that fretted about the room 3 hours later, when Yugi still hadn't woken up, and the boy's grandfather till hadn't needed anything from the kitchen. Pacing worriedly, and still unable to do a thing to rectify the situation, the spirit waited, until, finally, the boy's grandfather came into the next room, and saw the bundle that was an unconscious boy on the ground.
"YUGI!" There was panic in that tone as the elderly man raced forward and grabbed the boy, shaking him slightly, as Atemu hovered worriedly around them.
"It's about time, old man." The spirit snapped, relieving some of his stress, even if the elderly male couldn't hear him. Sugoruku lifted the boy as easily as a ragdoll, staring down at him with curiosity.
" I don't remember you being this light yugi... Probably a trick of my imagination." Yami cringed. The man was wasting time worrying about his Aibou's weight, bedroom, the spirit fretted nervously, waiting for something else to go wrong.
when the boy was unconscious! Following the old man up the stairs and into his Aibou's bedroom, the spirit's feeling of insecurity and panic doubled as he thought about the events of the past night. First, Yugi had broken down and screamed, then the bleeding soulroom door, now this...
What was wrong with his Aibou?
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Haku: Okay then, glad that's done! -sees generally seething looks shot in her direction- Kidding! Kidding!
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"Mou... Mou Hitori no... Boku?" A shaky voice spoke some time later, as a restless spirit sat by the boy's bed.
"Aibou! Are you alright?" A frantic voice called through the air, heard only by the small adolescent.
"It... it hurts." Was the shaky reply, emphasised by the pain held within large, amethyst orbs.
A transparent hand reached towards the boy, the bed not shifting under the spirit as he sat. "What hurts, Yugi?" The boy rolled over, and the spirit stared in shock to see two angry red bulges on a shirtless back.
"My back hurts... Mou Hitori no Boku... What's happening to me?" There was pain within that voice, and a touch of denial that things were the way they were.
Disbelief marred Atemu's features as he reached out, and placed a hand upon one of the bulges, the red still visible through the apparition. 'That's a very good question.' The spirit thought to himself, though he did not voice it. 'A very good question indeed.'
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haku: Okay, everything has been dismally short this week, blame it on the block, but next chapter, someone gets gravely injured...
Y. Haku: Dun Dun DUUUUUUUN!
Haga: Shut up.
Y. Haku: -scowls deeply-
Haku: Anyways, I'm not giving away who it is, or how... but someone will be hurt, and a more 'Demonlike' Yugi will begin to show his face. Okeday? And no review replies this week, I'm too far behind schedule... I promise I will next week though.