Moshi Wake Arimasen for not updating sooner. A mix of Writer's block and
school. Will update faster!
Thanks to anyone who reviewed my 2nd, most depressing chapter yet. –fan girl runs up and attacks Ryu- WHY DID YOU KILL YAMI!!!!!
Bakura: Pulls the fangirl off- She had good reason to!
Ryu-saama: Did I? –sweatdrops- Anyhow. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!. If I did, Ms. Friendshit wouldn't be there!
(Gomen to anyone who likes Anzu... I DON'T!)
On with the fic!
"Regular Speech" 'Thoughts'
Scene Change
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Chapter 3- Awakening and Sorrow
Yami woke with a start at someone calling his name. Looking around, he noticed that he appeared to be in a very large room with great pillars. He shifted in his seat and realized that he was sitting in a VERY big chair. Looking back down he noticed a figure kneeling on the floor, his hair brown and exactly like...
"Kaiba?" Yami said.
The figure looked up and pointed to himself. "Me? My Pharaoh, you are mistaken. I am you High Priest Seth. (A/N I've heard two different ways of saying his name... which one?)" He said.
Yami leaned back. "Of course!"
He settled back into his throne and closed his eyes but immediately snapped them back open. Jumping up he ran over to a corner of the room and knelt down, gingerly picking up the device. 'These were in Japan.' He thought to himself. He gently moved his fingers over and went to pick up the cheese. A loud snap followed by a yell from Yami came as he jumped up and frantically began swinging his hand around, the mousetrap attached to his two fingers. He ran around the great room, his yells echoing, sounding louder and then quieter. He ran up to Seth who immediately jumped up with his staff.
"Get it off, get it off!!" Yami said frantically, tears running down his cheeks at the pain.
Seth stared at the mousetrap and immediately began to pray to the gods. "I'm sorry, my Pharaoh. I know not this sorcery!" He said, brandishing his staff.
"I can get it off..." Said a feminine voice from the door.
Yami turned and momentarily forgot about the pain. Running up to the woman he held out his hand like a little kid. "Ishizu... Please get it off me." Yami said, calling her by her Japanese name.
Ishizu looked at him and gently took his hand, removing the mousetrap. Yami immediately stuck his fingers into his mouth and murmured a muffled thanks. Ishizu smiled and Seth moved up behind the Pharaoh whispering in his ear.
"You do not seem well, Great Lord. Perhaps you should rest." Yami nodded and started off towards his room, amazed that he knew the way.
Standing in the doorway he looked around the room, locking onto the balcony. Finally taking his fingers out of his mouth he wiped them unceremoniously onto his robe and walked over to the balcony, taking in the cool Egyptian air (A/N It's night time.). Sighing he looked up and was shocked to actually be able to see the stars. 'The stars were never so bright back in Japan. Back home.' He frowned. 'But, this is home too, though it doesn't feel like it. Was Japan all a dream? It had to have.' Sighing again he moved his hands off the railing and placed them in his pockets*before looking down as he felt his hand hit something. Pulling his hand out he held up the item. It was a Duel Monsters Card. More specifically, the Soul Release Card.
Flashback
Yugi closed his eyes as their lips met, Yami's enticing spicy, exotic taste mingling with blood on his lips. Yami parted his mouth, allowing Yugi entrance. As the kiss deepened, Yugi felt Yami relax in his arms and as he felt this he immediately broke the kiss. Looking at his darker half he saw his scarlet eyes were dull, and the knife in his chest no longer moved up and down. Letting the tears flow he took out a Duel Monsters card from his pocket and placed in Yami's pocket, with one last hug. He looked up at Malik and Bakura, the latter hugging a weeping Malik. Yugi sat there, sobbing uncontrollably, hugging his one and only love, vowing that he would never again love another.
End Flashback
Yami wiped the card off with shaking hands as tears fell from his eyes. 'It wasn't a dream. Then how can I get back?' Suddenly he heard the door open and turned, sliding the card into his pocket. Ishizu stood in the doorway, her black hair covered by a veil and her necklace shining dully.
"You want a way back do you not, Yami?" Ishizu said, calling him by his first name.
Yami stared at her. "Hell ya! I want to go back and be with Yugi! Why the fuck did I get dumped here of all places anyway?" He yelled, gesturing around the room.
Ishizu took it calmly. "Because you died in the other life. But thanks to the card in your pocket, you soul was released and return to its original host. It's a lot to take in but you can handle it. I seen you take a lot worse."
Yami couldn't take it. "Shut up. I don't care what you say. I just want to know one thing. How the fuck do I get back.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Yami, you should know better than to use language like that! You are the Pharaoh you know. Besides, no one knows those for swear words." Ishizu scolded, talking to Yami as if he were a kindergarten in trouble.
Yami flipped her off. "Whatever." He looked back out to the stars. "Just leave me alone."
Ishizu bowed and left with her final words. "As you wish."
Back In Japan
Yugi took his seat in the chapel beside Grandpa, his hands folded neatly in his lap. His friends sat behind them, Shizuka and Anzu already crying. But Yugi had no more tears to shed. For the past few weeks* he had done nothing but cry. As the priest stood up at the front and prepared his notes everyone quieted down.
"This is a sad day indeed, for we have come together to mourn a very dear friend. But alas, I did not know Yami, so if anyone out there has anything to say, please step forward." The priest said, looking out at everyone.
Malik stood up and made his way to the front, looking very solemn in black loaned from Bakura. As he stood at the microphone he took a deep breath before he began. "Yami was a dear friend. I started out hating him for who he was, but that changed when he freed my soul. I was there, that night outside the club. But I don't want to dwell on those sad memories. In Egypt we used to mourn and pray for a spirit's safe journey to the Afterlife. So now I pray, not for Yami, but for Yami's spirit to pass the tests of Osiris and make it to the Afterlife. Thank you."
As Malik stepped away from the microphone, Bakura stood up and began to make his way up to speak but suddenly stopped as laughter was heard from right beside him. Yugi was sitting, laughing so hard that he was crying. Anzu and Shizuka looked up from their laps and stared as Honda, Jou and Otogi all sweat-droppped. Yugi stopped laughed and wiped his face. Grandpa looked at him with concern as Malik looked down at the ground, hurt.
"Yugi... Are you alright? Is something the matter?" Grandpa said, twisting to look at Yugi fully.
Yugi just looked at him with confused eyes. "I just felt really happy. Like I did when Yami did something stupid.*"
Grandpa nodded. "Okay... Can we continue with the funeral?"
Yugi nodded and after a final frightened look Bakura continued to make his way up to the front.
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*1. For the benefit of this fanfic the Egyptian robe thingies have pockets.
*2. Yami spent awhile searching for a place to return to.
*3. See mousetrap incident.
Ryu-saama: Well? What do ya think?
Yugi: -snicker-
Yami: That wasn't funny! It hurt and I was acting so, so snivelly!
Kaiba: Funny. That's how you act all the time.
Ryu-saama: -sweatdrops again- Ooookkkkaaaaayyyyy... Well. Read and Review please no flames. See what I did? YAMI'S NOT DEAD!!!! –jumps for joy-
Thanks to anyone who reviewed my 2nd, most depressing chapter yet. –fan girl runs up and attacks Ryu- WHY DID YOU KILL YAMI!!!!!
Bakura: Pulls the fangirl off- She had good reason to!
Ryu-saama: Did I? –sweatdrops- Anyhow. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!. If I did, Ms. Friendshit wouldn't be there!
(Gomen to anyone who likes Anzu... I DON'T!)
On with the fic!
"Regular Speech" 'Thoughts'
Scene Change
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Chapter 3- Awakening and Sorrow
Yami woke with a start at someone calling his name. Looking around, he noticed that he appeared to be in a very large room with great pillars. He shifted in his seat and realized that he was sitting in a VERY big chair. Looking back down he noticed a figure kneeling on the floor, his hair brown and exactly like...
"Kaiba?" Yami said.
The figure looked up and pointed to himself. "Me? My Pharaoh, you are mistaken. I am you High Priest Seth. (A/N I've heard two different ways of saying his name... which one?)" He said.
Yami leaned back. "Of course!"
He settled back into his throne and closed his eyes but immediately snapped them back open. Jumping up he ran over to a corner of the room and knelt down, gingerly picking up the device. 'These were in Japan.' He thought to himself. He gently moved his fingers over and went to pick up the cheese. A loud snap followed by a yell from Yami came as he jumped up and frantically began swinging his hand around, the mousetrap attached to his two fingers. He ran around the great room, his yells echoing, sounding louder and then quieter. He ran up to Seth who immediately jumped up with his staff.
"Get it off, get it off!!" Yami said frantically, tears running down his cheeks at the pain.
Seth stared at the mousetrap and immediately began to pray to the gods. "I'm sorry, my Pharaoh. I know not this sorcery!" He said, brandishing his staff.
"I can get it off..." Said a feminine voice from the door.
Yami turned and momentarily forgot about the pain. Running up to the woman he held out his hand like a little kid. "Ishizu... Please get it off me." Yami said, calling her by her Japanese name.
Ishizu looked at him and gently took his hand, removing the mousetrap. Yami immediately stuck his fingers into his mouth and murmured a muffled thanks. Ishizu smiled and Seth moved up behind the Pharaoh whispering in his ear.
"You do not seem well, Great Lord. Perhaps you should rest." Yami nodded and started off towards his room, amazed that he knew the way.
Standing in the doorway he looked around the room, locking onto the balcony. Finally taking his fingers out of his mouth he wiped them unceremoniously onto his robe and walked over to the balcony, taking in the cool Egyptian air (A/N It's night time.). Sighing he looked up and was shocked to actually be able to see the stars. 'The stars were never so bright back in Japan. Back home.' He frowned. 'But, this is home too, though it doesn't feel like it. Was Japan all a dream? It had to have.' Sighing again he moved his hands off the railing and placed them in his pockets*before looking down as he felt his hand hit something. Pulling his hand out he held up the item. It was a Duel Monsters Card. More specifically, the Soul Release Card.
Flashback
Yugi closed his eyes as their lips met, Yami's enticing spicy, exotic taste mingling with blood on his lips. Yami parted his mouth, allowing Yugi entrance. As the kiss deepened, Yugi felt Yami relax in his arms and as he felt this he immediately broke the kiss. Looking at his darker half he saw his scarlet eyes were dull, and the knife in his chest no longer moved up and down. Letting the tears flow he took out a Duel Monsters card from his pocket and placed in Yami's pocket, with one last hug. He looked up at Malik and Bakura, the latter hugging a weeping Malik. Yugi sat there, sobbing uncontrollably, hugging his one and only love, vowing that he would never again love another.
End Flashback
Yami wiped the card off with shaking hands as tears fell from his eyes. 'It wasn't a dream. Then how can I get back?' Suddenly he heard the door open and turned, sliding the card into his pocket. Ishizu stood in the doorway, her black hair covered by a veil and her necklace shining dully.
"You want a way back do you not, Yami?" Ishizu said, calling him by his first name.
Yami stared at her. "Hell ya! I want to go back and be with Yugi! Why the fuck did I get dumped here of all places anyway?" He yelled, gesturing around the room.
Ishizu took it calmly. "Because you died in the other life. But thanks to the card in your pocket, you soul was released and return to its original host. It's a lot to take in but you can handle it. I seen you take a lot worse."
Yami couldn't take it. "Shut up. I don't care what you say. I just want to know one thing. How the fuck do I get back.
"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Yami, you should know better than to use language like that! You are the Pharaoh you know. Besides, no one knows those for swear words." Ishizu scolded, talking to Yami as if he were a kindergarten in trouble.
Yami flipped her off. "Whatever." He looked back out to the stars. "Just leave me alone."
Ishizu bowed and left with her final words. "As you wish."
Back In Japan
Yugi took his seat in the chapel beside Grandpa, his hands folded neatly in his lap. His friends sat behind them, Shizuka and Anzu already crying. But Yugi had no more tears to shed. For the past few weeks* he had done nothing but cry. As the priest stood up at the front and prepared his notes everyone quieted down.
"This is a sad day indeed, for we have come together to mourn a very dear friend. But alas, I did not know Yami, so if anyone out there has anything to say, please step forward." The priest said, looking out at everyone.
Malik stood up and made his way to the front, looking very solemn in black loaned from Bakura. As he stood at the microphone he took a deep breath before he began. "Yami was a dear friend. I started out hating him for who he was, but that changed when he freed my soul. I was there, that night outside the club. But I don't want to dwell on those sad memories. In Egypt we used to mourn and pray for a spirit's safe journey to the Afterlife. So now I pray, not for Yami, but for Yami's spirit to pass the tests of Osiris and make it to the Afterlife. Thank you."
As Malik stepped away from the microphone, Bakura stood up and began to make his way up to speak but suddenly stopped as laughter was heard from right beside him. Yugi was sitting, laughing so hard that he was crying. Anzu and Shizuka looked up from their laps and stared as Honda, Jou and Otogi all sweat-droppped. Yugi stopped laughed and wiped his face. Grandpa looked at him with concern as Malik looked down at the ground, hurt.
"Yugi... Are you alright? Is something the matter?" Grandpa said, twisting to look at Yugi fully.
Yugi just looked at him with confused eyes. "I just felt really happy. Like I did when Yami did something stupid.*"
Grandpa nodded. "Okay... Can we continue with the funeral?"
Yugi nodded and after a final frightened look Bakura continued to make his way up to the front.
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*1. For the benefit of this fanfic the Egyptian robe thingies have pockets.
*2. Yami spent awhile searching for a place to return to.
*3. See mousetrap incident.
Ryu-saama: Well? What do ya think?
Yugi: -snicker-
Yami: That wasn't funny! It hurt and I was acting so, so snivelly!
Kaiba: Funny. That's how you act all the time.
Ryu-saama: -sweatdrops again- Ooookkkkaaaaayyyyy... Well. Read and Review please no flames. See what I did? YAMI'S NOT DEAD!!!! –jumps for joy-