Mijikai: Okay, note to self, never make promises I can't keep. I'm sorry;
I know I meant to update early, but...the school...the events...stupid Science
article...
Yami: (snicker) Procrastinator
Mijikai: _ Shut up! (Whacks him on the head)
Yugi: I don't see why you're laughing, Yami Mutou, since you're the one who procrastinated in paying the phone bill and now we can't use the stupid phone!
Yami:...I thought it...was Grandpa's turn?
Yugi: v_v What am I going to do with you?
Yami: Uhhhh, not throw me in the dumpster?
Yugi: -_-
Mijikai: (Snicker)
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Entry Sixteen
(Sigh) There's nothing much to say.
In the past three weeks, Yami hasn't spoken, or looked at me, and if he needed to say something, he would say it in short sentences then get away from me as quick as possible.
It's hard to see him like this, and I even moved out of the room and starting sleeping on the couch, all my clothes and belongings cluttered around it.
Late at night I would go through the album that Yami and I started to make when we first became boyfriend and boyfriend, and tears would well up in my eyes at the pictures.
So many memories would cloud up in my mind and I gently kissed Yami's picture before going to sleep.
Ryou's been trying to cheer me up, but I usually tried to avoid him, feeling uncomfortable when ever he was near, and one day he confronted me.
"Yugi, why are you avoiding me!" he demanded.
"Well...I...I..." I stammered, trying to think of a way to approach this.
"Look, I think it's very unfair that you're giving me the cold shoulder, when I've been trying to help you get together with Yami," Ryou said, frowning and his arms moving everywhere making his point. "So, tell me why?"
With a deep sigh I tell him, then tensed, waiting for...something to happen.
Ryou stared at me, and then his frown turned into a smile and hugged me.
"You thought I was falling for you?" Ryou asked, laughing. "Oh, my dear Yugi, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for you to think...that. No, no. Don't get me wrong, you are very cute, but Bakura is the one for me. And will be forever."
"Then why did you try to stick your tongue in my mouth?" I demanded.
"Bakura's idea. He said it would spice up the acting a little bit and so...well...I wasn't planning on sticking it in your mouth but I wanted you to open your mouth a little to make it look like it. I mean...it would be kind of odd for two boyfriends just smashing their lips together without any tongue."
My cheeks heated, and I threaded a hand through my hair.
"I'm sorry..."
"No, no, it was my fault..." Ryou said, smiling, then waved. "Sorry Yugi, but I see Bakura."
"Date?" I asked, feeling jealous.
"Yep," he said, and winked before running off towards his boyfriend and I sighed as Ryou grasped Bakura's arm and rested his white head on his shoulder.
Slowly, I made my way out of the school campus, not feeling like going back to the dormitory, so decided to look around town.
I wasn't planning on going anywhere in particular, or at least, I thought I wasn't, but after walking with my eyes staring at the ground, they looked up to see I've come to the Lady Ishizu's fortune telling shop.
At first, I was surprised, and then shook my head and continued walking around the city.
But I kept passing it, no matter which direction I took; sooner or later I would end up back at that shop.
It wasn't till sunset that I decided to screw trying to go in another direction when I would just end up back here.
I stared at the glass window, the memory of the first time I came here coming to mind.
'This is where Ishizu said that something bad would happen to Yami and I...and she even showed us that vision of me killing myself...well I can see why...' I started thinking, and then slapped myself. 'Okay, get a hold of yourself Yugi Mutou. What Ishizu showed us wasn't real. It was just some...scam picture to get us all jumpy, doesn't mean anything.'
Suddenly, the door opened and I jumped as Nefer skipped out of the shop, but stopped as she spotted me.
"Hi, Yugi," she said cheerfully and I held my hand up in greeting. "What's up?"
"Nothing much," I said.
"Are you here to see Lady Ishizu too?" Nefer asked curiously.
I shrugged.
"I guess, since my feet led me here."
We both chuckled nervously.
"Um...Yugi, I want to apologize."
"For what?"
"For...bothering you. You see...I was a bit forward...earlier in the year and forced you to go on play dates with me..." she said, looking away.
"No, no, no," I protested. "They were fun. And I've been having depressing month so the play dates actually cheered me up."
She smiled.
"I'm glad...but Yugi. There's something I have to tell you. Remember the first day of school...I hugged you shouting, "It's you, it's you?"
"Yes."
"Heh, heh," she giggled. "I'm sorry. But I was just so excited. You see, before school I went to Lady Ishizu for a prediction of my soul mate and she said 'you will find him this year. He will be short, handsome, and unusual hair that is three different colors and wears black. And his eyes will be different colors, but match perfectly.' So...you can see why I thought you were the one."
I laughed.
"Yes I can. So...did you find him?" I asked, and she nodded excitedly.
"I met him a week ago. His hair is unusual. It's spiked up and dyed red and his bangs are bleached, while his natural black hair shows at the roots. One eye is olive while the other is blue. He may seem punk and mean, but he's really nice. Just like you," she said, and I blushed.
"Thanks," I murmured, and I held out my hand. "But...we can still be friends, right?"
Nefer smiled and shook it.
"Friends," she agreed before her pretty eyes widened. "Oh, I have to meet him at the movies. See you Yugi."
"Bye!" I called after her and felt like a burden had been lifted for me.
In truth, I felt a little bad for Nefer.
She was a really nice person, but she just wasn't the one for me, and I toiled to find a gentle way in telling her that I was gay and that the relationship she obviously wanted wouldn't work out.
But luckily, it did work out and I didn't have to tell her anything.
(-^^-)
"Tua."
(-Oo-)
I jumped and turned to see Ishizu standing there at the door, dressed as she had when Yami and I first met her, but her eyes were sad with empathy and sympathy.
"Ishizu," I said.
"It has happened, hasn't it?" she asked, and we stared at each other quietly before my eyes started leaking water as I nodded.
"But it can't be true! Can it?" I asked.
She opened her arms and like some kind of force drew me to her, I went into her arms and she embraced me gently.
"I'm sorry, Tua," she whispered, guiding me into her shop.
"Miss Ishizu," I said, grasping her shoulders. "Please, tell me this can all be cleared up...that...that this is just a hoax of some kind."
With a sigh, Miss Ishizu led me to one of the black coaches and had me sit and sat before me, grasping one of my hands.
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't say that. Just tell me, how? How did this happen. If you really see into the future and past, tell me, why is Yami acting like this! How did this happen to his past self?"
To my fustration and anger, she shook her head.
"I'm afraid there is a shadow covering the images. I cannot see how Atemu became like this, or Yami. It is still hidden from me."
"Then...can you show me what happens before Tua commit suicide?" I asked. "A little bit before. Because I'm sure Tua didn't just find out Atemu was in love with someone else then jump. I don't think he's that weak."
Ishizu gazed at me with measuring eyes, before she touched the crystal ball, and an image started to show.
Eagerly I leaned forward and saw Tua, me, in a room with a strange looking man on the other side.
The Strange man had a spear in one hand, and Tua was bent over with weariness.
"You may be strong, Tua," the man spat. "But let's see how strong you are when your lover turns away from you."
"Atemu would never do that!" Tua shouted. "You may have erased his memories, but you can never erase the love in the heart!"
"We'll see," the man said, chuckling darkly and I watched in horror as he slit his own stomach, and then attacked Tua.
In blind panic, Tua lifted his arm up to shield himself and the blade slit his arm deeply, blood dribbling onto the floor.
"ARG!" Tua shouted in pain, and angrily slammed his fist into the man's face, grasping the spear in the process.
The man landed harshly to the floor, groaning as he held his self- inflicted wound on his stomach.
Panting, Tua took up the spear and placed it by the man's neck, and glared.
"You will tell me what you damn did to him, you son of a bitch!" Tua spat, but the man refused to talk, only moan in pain. "Talk now!"
He still didn't receive any answer, and Tua lifted the spear, hoping to scare it out of the man, when there were running footsteps and the spear was wrenched from him.
"Stop this at once!" came a shout and my eyes widened as I gazed upon Atemu.
"Atemu," Tua whispered, and Atemu's crimson eyes glanced at the bloody blade in his hand and then glanced at the moaning man, then glared at Tua.
Slap!
I placed a hand over my mouth as I watched Tua's eyes become blank and soulless, as he crashed to the ground.
"You demon!" Atemu shouted, propping the man up, concern in his eyes. "Get out. I exile you out of Egypt, and if you ever take one step into my country I will see to it personally that you are slain!"
Tears welled up in Tua's eyes, and I felt my own tears starting to fall.
This was cruel and unfair, and I had a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach.
'Was this to happen to me and Yami later on in the future?' I thought. 'No, no, this is just...an image...just because it happened here doesn't mean it will happen now.'
But I doubted it.
Then, to my relief and surprise, Atemu's face softened, as he stared upon Tua.
"I...I..." he stammered, his eyes going a bit wide like he was just realizing what he just said.
Tua didn't let him finish, for he turned on his heels and ran out of the room.
"Tua!" Atemu shouted, and glanced at the man in his arms. "Stay here, don't move, I'll call a healer for you."
The man nodded, and Yami rose up and ran out of the room.
"Tua!"
The image started hazing, and rapidly moving forward and tears fell as I re-saw the event of Tua's death.
Once it all stopped and I came back into reality, I slowly looked up at Ishizu, who looked at me with sad eyes.
"Is this to happen?" I asked. "Is this really to happen to me?"
"I'm sorry."
I covered my face, tears rolling down my cheeks, before I got a hold of myself and sighed.
"Then there's only one thing for me to do," I said quietly, and Ishizu stared at me with worry.
"I hope it isn't anything causing you harm."
I didn't answer, but rose up, bowing to her.
"Thank you, Miss Ishizu. You've been a great help," I said, smiling before I left.
Once I stepped outside, the bright light of the street lamps hit my eyes, and the chill of the coming night hit my skin, but I didn't notice.
Walking down the street was like a dream for me, since I was preoccupied in what I was going to do, and though my stomach twisted with a queasy feeling, my heart pounded with determination.
I came to a cross walk at the end of the street and the light just turned red.
Staring at my feet, and taking a deep breath, I stepped off that curb and waited for the bone crushing impact that would hopefully kill me.
It's funny.
When you think about it, death always seems scary to people, but it seems the moment you are about to die, or think you are, it's like a dream or like a reality you can't fully grasp.
I know if someone read this they think I was crazy and ask what the hell was I thinking...but...I would rather die like this, than have Yami tell me that he would kill me.
There was the motor of a car and I glanced up to see the bright headlights and stopped, waiting for it to hit me, but it screeched to a halt, and I ended up falling over from the instinct to pull back.
Funny how I actually felt relieved, when I meant to die.
The door opened and I could tell the driver wasn't happy by the way they slammed the door and cursed.
"What the hell were you thinking; standing in the middle of the road like that! Can't you see the light!" the person shouted, and I slowly looked up and felt dizzy.
'Crap.'
"Sorry, I guess I missed it," I murmured, and I heard footsteps coming towards the front, and there was a gasp of horror.
"Oh my god, Yugi! Are you all right? The car didn't hit you did it?"
I blinked, my dazed brain not computing, but when I managed to start thinking again, I realized that the person who was grasping my shoulders was Yami.
'Ooooooh, shit. How am I going to explain this to him?'
"Yugi?" Yami asked.
"I'm alright, the car didn't get me," I murmured, slowly getting up, pulling away from him. "Sorry, I'll be going now."
"But...Yugi," Yami protested, but was already back on the street, disappearing into the crowd.
"Well, that didn't work," I muttered. "Guess I'll have to go with plan B."
It didn't take long to reach my dormitory, and I went up the stairs and into the room, first checking if anybody was in there.
Nobody.
Slowly coming in, I went to the kitchen and grasped a butter knife, and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
Holding out my wrist, I readied to make the cut, but something stopped me, and I ended up sitting on the toilet seat, staring at my wrist and at the butter knife.
'Do I really want to do this?' I thought. 'Of course I do. At least it will be quick, painful, but quick and I don't have to suffer in Yami saying 'I hate you.'
Biting my lip I tried to think of any regrets...and...well...find none.
Closing my eyes tightly, I sliced my skin open with the knife, and cried out, dropping it to the floor and holding the wound tightly.
'God, shit! That fucken hurts!' I screamed in my head, my eyes watering in pain. 'Shit! How can people do this without screaming!'
I slowly removed my hand and looked at the slice that was dribbling blood heavily, and sighed as I realized I didn't even hit the vein.
Taking up the butter knife again, I placed the blade to the wound and squeezed my eyes shut as I readied to cut myself again.
"Oh shit! Yugi, stop!" came the voice of Yami, and the knife was grabbed out of my hand. "Oh god."
"Yami?" I asked stupidly, feeling a bit out of it.
'This is weird. First, it's Yami in the car that almost hit me, and now he just appears out of now where to stop me from killing myself?'
"Where did you...?" I was about to ask, but Yami cut me off.
"I followed you. You think I would let you out of my sight after that? What are you trying to do? Kill yourself?" he shouted, searching into the medicine cabinet for gauze.
I didn't answer, but it seemed I didn't have to.
He slowly turned towards me; silent, and his expression was one who was struck dumb.
The gauze and padding fell from his hands and his arms were around me, hugging me tightly.
"Yugi, Yugi, don't do this to yourself," he said, no, begged.
I didn't answer, and his arms slid away from me and I winced as he placed the disinfectant upon the wound and bond it up, and then took my hand in his.
"Come with me."
"Where are you taking me? A physiatrist?" I asked, almost bitterly.
"No. I'm taking you somewhere to eat, and we'll talk this over."
I slowly looked at him, searching his eyes for any hidden meaning, but they were honest and I let him lead me out of the bathroom, and I slowly grabbed my coat from my suitcase that was on the floor and placed it on before we both left.
The restaurant Yami chose was simple with hamburgers and milkshakes and we both ate outside on a bench, where people would be less likely to over hear our conversation.
"Yugi," Yami said gently after he finished his meal. "Why were you trying to kill yourself?"
At first, I didn't answer as I finished the rest of the burger and threw the wrapper into a garbage can and sipped my milk shake slowly.
In truth, I was delaying.
I didn't want to lie to my Yami, but...I didn't exactly want to tell him the truth.
"Is it because of the ring?" Yami asked.
"No," I answered. "Yes, it was heart breaking, but...I wouldn't commit suicide over it..."
"Then why? Why are you trying to hurt yourself?"
"It doesn't matter, so drop it."
"It does matter."
"No it doesn't!"
"It does!" he shouted back.
"Then who does it matter too!"
"Me, damn it!"
We were silent, and we both slowly looked away from each other, drinking the milkshakes before Yami spoke again.
"Yugi...please stop this. What ever reason it's for, please, tell me, and we'll work it out. I promise," he said and placed a hand over mine.
My cheeks heated, and I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his hand.
Even if it wasn't of affection, it still felt good to be touched by him again.
Sighing, I reluctantly pulled my hand away and stood up, throwing the empty container away, stretching.
"Drop it."
"But Yugi..."
"Just drop it!" I shouted, tears starting to well up in my eyes.
Yami rose up from the bench and hugged me tightly.
"Shhh, I'm sorry, I won't press you...but...when you're ready, please, tell me," Yami said, and I nodded, though I wasn't going to tell him, ready or not. "We better go back, it's getting late."
I pulled away from him and I glanced at my watch and nodded.
It was 8:42 and I was getting sleepy.
'Maybe I can suffocate myself in my pillow,' I thought jokingly to myself as we both went back to the dormitory, and Yami went to take a shower, while I changed into my PJs.
From the looks of it, Reioko wasn't home yet, and I was thankful, for I really didn't need him to start making out with my Yami in front of me when I did not feel that stable right now.
I reached to pull my covers aside to slide in, but Yami stopped me, and took my wrist gently.
"You're going to sleep with me tonight," he said. "I'm not going to chance of finding you dead the next morning, and don't think of suffocating yourself. That won't work."
My expression remained bland, but I chuckle did erupted inward with in me.
Yami pulled back the covers and slipped in, while I glanced around the room.
"What are you looking for?"
"A sleeping bag."
"Why?"
"To sleep on the ground."
"Oh no. I happen to know that the sleeping bag that I have has a zipper on top and can cause suffocation, nuh uh, no way," Yami said and lifted the covers. "When I said you're sleeping with me, I mean you're sleeping with me."
My cheeks heated.
"What about Reioko," I asked a bit bitterly. "I'm sure he won't approve."
"Don't worry about him," Yami snorted. "He's not even coming home today. Said he had work business to attend to, now get your ass in here."
I hesitated at first, then slid in, and lay there, kind of stiff.
"Night Yugi."
"Night," I whispered, as I curled up on my side and closed my eyes, drifting to sleep.
~*~
My eyes snapped open as I felt something tighten around me and I slowly slid an arm around my middle to find another arm already occupied it.
I blushed and closed my eyes, feeling bliss and slowly turned so I was facing Yami.
He looked so peaceful and innocent as he slept, and I had a strong urge to kiss him.
Before I could stop myself, my lips pressed gently against his, and when I realized what I did, I gasped and wrenched myself back, waiting for what would happen.
Yami didn't wake, but he seemed to glow in pleasure, and his hands slid to my face and he pulled me back down to kiss him.
"Reioko," he murmured and something inside me snapped.
'That's IT!' I thought, and I pulled away from Yami, and pulled the sheets off of me before starting for the door.
But before I could even take one step out of his room, something tackled me so I fell flat on my face, and I struggled to get the heavy body off of me.
"Get off of me!" I shouted.
"Yugi, calm down," Yami said, trying sooth me, but my anger wouldn't let me calm down.
"Get the hell off of me you son of a bitch!" I shouted, and turned to punch him in the face.
He fell backwards onto the floor and I scrambled up onto my feet and rushed out of the room and into the bathroom, locking it, and rummaging through the medicine cabinet.
"Yugi!" Yami shouted, trying to turn the knob, then pounded on the door. "Yugi, please! Don't do this!"
I didn't answer, but continued rummaging through the cabinet till I found what I was looking for.
"Yugi!"
"Shut up!" I growled and unscrewed the top and popped a pill into my mouth, then slid a hand full of them into my hand and dumped them into my mouth.
"Yugi!" Yami shouted, banging against the door, and I swallowed, tears falling from my eyes, and I slowly stood as I watched the room go hazy and start spinning.
Feeling sick, I slowly sat upon the ground, and pressed a hand to my mouth, tears leaking down my cheeks, and winced as my stomach seared with pain.
I barely heard the banging of the door, and my eyes widened and quickly lifted the toilet seat and threw up.
Shaking my head, I stupidly stared at the mess in the toilet and in my dazed state counted the red floating pills and I can't quite remember if I was relieved or not when I realized I chucked up all the pills I swallowed and numbly flushed the toilet before slumping against the wall, pressing my head in my hands.
My heart jumped when there was a loud crack and heard Yami coming towards me.
"Yugi, talk to me. Are you alright, what did you do to yourself!" Yami shouted.
I didn't look at him, but tried to ease the sickness and pain I felt in my stomach.
Arms wrapped around me, and I felt myself being lifted and placed on something soft, fingers stroking my hair, and one of his hands grasping my own.
I have to be honest and say that though I was in a daze, I was in bliss, but it also hurt when I realized that this was only temporary and it brought tears to my eyes.
Fingers wiped my tears away, and then went back to stroking my hair.
"Yugi, no more, no more, please," Yami begged. "I don't want to lose you."
Guilt seared up my stomach, and I winced as I realized that I was hurting Yami.
My eyes opened and I slowly rose, but a hand stopped me.
"Stay down," Yami said gently and I did.
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to hurt you, really," I said quietly. "But...you have to let me do this. It will be easier..."
Yami turned my face to look at his.
"For who?" he demanded. "Easier for you or me? Which?"
"Both."
"And how is that easier? How can anything be easy when you're dead! Yugi listen to yourself!" Yami shouted.
"It will save the amount of pain I'll have to experience in the future!" I shouted back.
"Who told you this?" he demanded. "Who told you, you would experience pain in the future? Is someone threatening you?"
"No...Lady Ishizu..." I started, but I received a reaction I never thought I'd see, again.
Yami grabbed me by the shoulders, pulling me up, and shook me, gently.
"I told you before, aibou! What she says isn't true! I told you before, our bond is stronger then my stupid grandfather's!" he shouted, then his expression changed and he let me go, shocked. "I'm sorry...I don't know..."
"It's alright," I murmured and turned over onto my side, closing my eyes.
The last thing I remember was Yami stroking my hair, and then soft lips touched my cheek.
"Sleep well Yugi."
~*~
The next day, I still felt a little sick, but I did feel better.
Yami wouldn't let me go, since he unconsciously was holding me in his arms in his sleep and squeezing me like a teddy bear, so I went for thinking.
'What should I do? Yami doesn't want me to die, despite his love life with Reioko and his ignorance of me, but...if I don't kill myself now...I'll...I'll have to feel and see the hate that radiances off of him...I know Yami thinks Ishizu's images are bull...but...I believe in them. No matter how much I try to doubt them, I know their real...which means...I will have to face the hate he gives me.'
Tears fall from my eyes as I knew what I needed to do, and I kissed Yami before I wrenched away from him and wrote a note for him, before changing and brushing my teeth, then went out the door.
I knew whom I had to find and whom I needed to confront.
And...it was my last chance...maybe...maybe, though hope was small, I could change the event a little and maybe...win Yami back. Maybe, hopefully.
It didn't take me long to search, since he was on his way up stairs while I was going down.
We stopped and stared at each other at the opposite ends of the staircase and I took a deep breath.
"Reioko," I said. "There's something that needs to be settled between you and me."
"I know," he said.
"So, we are going to settle it now."
"Fine with me," he said, and smirked. "Come with me, I know the perfect place."
Without hesitation, I followed him and I was led away from the city and towards a bridge that was about fifty...seventy feet from the water that was below.
He stopped on a bare earthen ground near the bridge, and stood to face me.
"Look, twerp. No matter what you do, Yami is mine, and there's nothing you can do to stop it."
"That's what you think," I said darkly. "I've been laying low, Reioko, and even resorted to killing myself. But despite Yami's misunderstanding between him and I, his old memories are resurfacing. So, like it or not, I'm not going to be trampled by you anymore. I'll fight you if you want, but listen to this, and listen well. I am going to win my Yami back, weather the damage you did to him lasts or not."
"What makes you think I did anything?"
"Stop playing games!" I shouted and flew at him and punched him in the face, causing him to crash into the ground. "I know you did something to him, and I still want to know what you did, so tell me the fuck what you did!"
Reioko narrowed his eyes and jumped back up and slammed his own fist into my cheek, then slammed his foot into my gut, and I landed face flat upon the ground.
I looked up just in time as he was about to slam a foot into my back and rolled, missing my inches and came to a crouch, waiting.
"Shit, you're more trouble then I thought," Reioko growled and flicked out a knife from under his shirt. "So, I'm going to kill you quickly."
"Just come and try it," I growled and he dived for me.
We both collided, and we rolled around the grass, him trying to stab me, and me trying to prevent it from happening!
"Fucken shit!" Reioko shouted, and when I rolled onto my back, he pinned me down and jammed his knee into my crotch.
I shouted in pain, but was still aware of the knife that was going for my face and jerked sharply so it only sliced lightly across my cheek.
Then I thrust my hand up, smashing it into Reioko's nose, and he cried out, getting off of me and clutching it.
Scrambling away from him, I readied myself for another attack.
"You think you're going to win?" Reioko asked, and before I could retort back, he flicked a cell phone from his pocket and dialed.
Confused, I watched and waited.
"Yami? Hey love...listen, I've got a problem here, your little brother, Yugi...I think he's losing it...he's attacking me!"
My eyes widened and I ran towards him, trying to grasp the cell phone, but he moved out of the way, so I crashed into the ground.
"I'm at the bridge...please hurry!" Reioko begged and shut the cell phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, just as I slammed into him.
"You bastard!" I shouted, slamming a fist into his jaw. "You play fucken dirty!"
His answer was to slam a fist into my gut and then into the side of my head, so I flew off of him and landed on my back.
Scrambling back up I looked just in time to see Reioko slice himself in the stomach, and I froze, the memory of that...strange looking man...doing the same thing.
I was so distracted that I didn't notice till to late that Reioko was attacking me, and in reflex, my arm lifted up to shield me, and I screamed as I felt something tear my arm open.
Feeling very sick, I slowly looked down at my arm and saw that to my wrist to the elbow was deeply sliced, flesh dangling down and the knife still stuck into my joint.
I panicked, feeling scared and confused, and yanked it out of my arm, which hung loose and dead at my side.
Panting I turned to stare at Reioko, who was slumped onto the ground, holding his wound, his face in pain.
"Listen, tell me what you did to Yami," I whispered. "Or...face the consequences."
Reioko slowly looked at me, but his eyes were accusing and he shuddered.
"Go to hell."
Angrily I stomped towards him, and glanced down at the knife, and for one insane second, I thought it would be easy to scare it out of him, so being the genius I was (sarcasm) I placed it to his throat.
"Tell me, god Damnit, or so help me..." I threatened with clenched teeth, when the screech of tires stopped me and I glanced up to see Yami scrambling out of the car and running towards us.
"Ya..." I was about to say, but he stared at me with accusation and...hate.
Slap!
My hand slowly slid to my cheek, and the knife dropped from my hand as I numbly watched Yami propping Reioko up and looking at him with concern and love.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I was sitting here, enjoying the view when your insane brother came up to me with that knife in his hand, and tried to kill me!" Reioko shouted and Yami looked at me coldly. "He even said that once I was gone, he'll have you all to himself, and to make me even angrier he even said he already captured your sympathy and attention!"
"Oh, I get it now," Yami whispered. "You weren't really trying to kill yourself, were you? You were trying to gain my attention and affection, then you thought if you killed Reioko then came right back, you would have me all to yourself. You sick son of a bitch!"
The words hurt more then my torn up arm.
"Get out! I don't want to see your face again! And if you ever harm Reioko ever again, I'll see to it personally that you are killed!"
I don't think Yami saw my expression because he went back to fussing over Reioko.
It was true I was numb and felt like crying, but I didn't.
I wouldn't.
My feet slowly turned and started walking, and the next thing I knew I was standing at the very edge of the bridge, staring down at the black waters.
"Yugi, what are you doing? Get down from there!" Yami shouted, somewhere below me and I glanced down to see him, down below me, with Reioko leaning on him.
"Why?"
"What the hell do you mean why? You could fall in and...oh hell no," Yami muttered, and leaned Reioko against the railing before starting to climb up. "Yugi, get your ass down here this minute. This isn't helping my mood towards you!"
I looked at him sharply, giving him a humorless smile.
"You think I care right now? You already hate me and already made a commitment to kill me, so what's the point in coming down?" I asked, and he stopped. "If you must know, Yami Mutou, the reason I tried to kill myself was because I wanted to avoid this. If you only let me die, this wouldn't have happened!"
"Yugi..." Yami whispered his glare slipping then came back up. "Yugi I'm sorry, now please get down."
"No!" I shouted. "You're not sorry! I can see it in your eyes! You're only saying it so I would get down. Besides you told me to get out, so I'm getting out."
"I never meant by dieing!"
I looked at him sadly.
"Then what did you mean Yami?" I asked, and I don't know if I was going crazy or not, but for some reason I was seeing a double of Yami, the Pharaoh Atemu.
Both looked at me with desperation and fear.
"(Sigh) Yami, there's nothing left for me anymore. My two soul purposes for living are gone. My Grandpa's gone, and you are gone...my lifelines are gone, now it's time for me to go."
Yami started climbing again till he was standing on the railing I was standing on, and we stared at each other, only five feet apart.
"Yugi, please, can't you..."
"Reconsider?" I asked. "No."
"Why!"
"It's destined."
Yami stared at me with a confused expression.
"Yugi..." Yami whispered, and took a cautious step towards me, his expression serious and scared, instead of hate and annoyance. "Come down, let's talk this over."
"No, I've had enough with talking. It won't accomplish anything!" I shouted and turned back to the water. "I've had enough of everything."
"Yugi, no, Yugi!"
"Goodbye Yami," I said, then flashed a small smile. "I do love you, very much."
I closed my eyes as I stepped off.
"NO!"
The wind whistled in my ears, and I felt the rushing wind hit my body.
It didn't even seem real.
"YUGI!"
'Yami.'
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(~(*~)
'Why Yugi, why?' was all that ran through my head as I clutched his cold small hand in mine, and gently stroaked his face.
Oh god, that was close...so close...but luckily when he stepped off he crashed onto a passing boat and didn't die.
I sighed as I stared at him, all pale white, matching the sheets that covered him, and the rhythmic beeping of the machine that assured me that he was breathing.
He was so still and cold, that sometimes I have to stare at the heart monitor for a long time before I could get a hold of myself and be confident that he was living.
It turned out he taken some heavy damage from crashing into that crate that was on the huge boat that passed by, but luckily it was filled with fishnets so he landed on something soft.
Luckily, no head damage or neck, but his damaged arm was wrapped up and stitched, while his other arm was broken in two places.
He had an ugly bruise on his chest spreading down to his stomach, and had to have surgery for eternal bleeding and lung puncture.
Since he landed mostly in the hip area, his right side broke and pins were punctured inside of it to keep the bone in place while it mended, and luckily no heavy damage to the legs, but he broke his left one, and the other was just twisted, so they cracked it back into place and bandaged it.
He had plenty of IV's going through him and even had a machine to help him breath.
I don't know much about hospital stuff, so I can't really explain about why he had other wires hooked up to him, but I knew it was to help him heal.
"Oh, Yugi, why did you do it? I could have helped you," I whispered.
"Could you have really?" came a voice and I whipped around to see a young woman at the door, wearing a long-sleeved cotton dress with a beautiful golden necklace upon her neck with the eye of Horus in the center.
She threw her long black hair back behind her shoulder and slowly approached us.
"Poor Tua," she whispered looking down upon him softly, "but thank god he didn't die. Though...it's a mystery why that didn't happen. He was supposed to die, and be buried next to his Grandfather."
I rose up quickly and advanced upon her.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked angrily. "Are you saying you want him to die!"
"Calm down, Atemu. No, I was hoping he wouldn't commit suicide, but it seems I was wrong, and he lived. Why?"
"What do you mean why!" I shouted. "He lived and that's all that matters to me!"
"Do you love him?" she asked.
I was taken aback.
"How can you ask that? Of course I do!"
"Then tell me this, Atemu, why did you drive him to this? Why did you hurt him when you promised you wouldn't?" she asked, and I felt annoyance build up.
"What are you talking about?"
Her sympathetic eyes became cold and hard, and she stared at me with such intense eyes while gently stroking Yugi's face.
"You say you love him, but what of Reioko?"
"...But...he's my..."
"Boyfriend?" she finished, and turned towards me. "Atemu let me ask you this. Do you really love Reioko?"
"Of course."
"But...what bout Yugi?"
"I love him, he's my brother. Aren't brother's supposed to love each other?" I asked.
"I suppose," she murmured. "But if you had to choose one, who would you choose?"
"What? Wait, what are you trying to get at?" I demanded. "And how would you know all about this anyway? I don't even know you!"
"Of course you do, Atemu. You met me with Yugi months ago."
I blinked in confusion.
I was sure I would remember someone this annoying, but...I couldn't recall...
"I see you're in confusion," she said as she headed for the door. "But...let me advise this, young Atemu. When you arrive home, unlock young Yugi's brown suitcase that is hidden under the couch. There...you shall find the meaning to all my questions."
Before I could ask what the hell she meant, she left, closing the door silently behind her.
'What the hell was all that about?' I thought.
The door suddenly opened, and a plump nurse poked her head inside.
"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over. We don't want to over tire the patient," she said kindly and I nodded, and gave Yugi's hand a tight squeeze.
"Yugi, if you can hear me...please, don't hurt yourself anymore," I begged and I started for the door, glancing one more time at his unconscious figure before the nurse closed the door behind me.
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(~(*~)
"Brown suitcase, brown suitcase," I muttered as I reached under the couch groping blindly, trying to find something under it. "Ah! Here it is!"
Slowly I slid out just what the lady said, a brown suitcase, and just my luck, it wasn't even locked!
Opening it up, hoping to find some answers that would help me make sense in the Ladies questions about my love life, to reveal five homemade videos, two journals, and a CD disk.
Slowly, I opened one of the journals and opened to a random page.
~ Once the clock hit 6:12 I left to leave for the train station, like I had been doing for the last school days of my life.
It sure was crowded once I arrived and was jostled quite a few times, especially since all the seats and hand holders on the ceiling were taken.
A particular jolt caused me to be thrown, and actually landed on a person!
It took me a moment to come back to my senses, and when I realized that the "thing" I landed on was moving, I jumped right up and started bowing repeatedly.
"I'm sorry, really, really, sorry," I mumbled over and over again.
"Quite alright," was my answer and I looked up to get the shock of my life.
There standing before me was a boy, looking either my age or older, who had a stunning hairstyle that looked almost identical to mine.
Because of this, his face, too, almost framed mine, except not quite.
He was taller then me (*sarcastically* Big surprise) and from what I could tell, was more mature then me.
He, of course, wore the Domino High uniform and brushed a golden lock from his tanned face.
His eyes were purple, and narrowed with eyebrows positioned in what seemed like an eternal frown.
I was quite worried that he was going to yell at me or worse, hurt me for being a klutz.
"I'm sorry," I said again, looking down at my feet. ~
A faint smile was upon my lips as I read this.
'I remember this,' I thought absently, and shock ran through me as I realized what I just said. 'Hey...wait...I remember this!'
Closing my eyes, the memory started unfolding, and excitement ran through me.
'Yes...I remember. I was on the bus, feeling a bit nervous since it was my first day at Domino High, and then someone rammed into me. Then I saw Yugi...but he's my brother...how could I never know him when I was on the train?'
I continued skimming through the book, when my thoughts started confusing me with questions and I laid it aside, but marked it somewhere in the middle.
'I kissed him? In the library? But why, I'm sure I wasn't that barbaric.'
My fingers brushed the videos that were labeled in thick black marker and one of them was labeled 'Attack of the Fiancé.'
Curious, I popped it into the television, and waited patiently as the screen went into gray static, then it showed the picture of the ceiling of the closet.
Then my face came into view, and I was smirking, shadow lingering upon my face.
"Hi," I whispered. "I'm Yami Mutou, and I'm using this camera as a journal. It's been five days...well...actually five minutes, since I've hidden from him my fiancé. Why am I hiding, you may wonder, well...I just happen to have some photos he wants to burn. But I like them see?"
A photo was placed upon the screen, and it was Yugi, dressed in only his boxers and he was rubbing off...eyeliner?
"Looks like my little Yugi wanted to play sex change for a while," I said, my face appearing on the camera again, winking with a tiger grin.
Suddenly, the door burst open, light spilling on my image and the camera moved to Yugi's face, panting and glaring.
"Give me back the photo!" he shouted.
"Nope, I like them, it shows of your feminine side," came my voice.
"You bastard! Give them to me, and turn off the damn camera!" Yugi shouted, his hand covering the lens and there was a commotion before the camera focused on Yugi again, whom was looking up into it, frowning. "This isn't funny, get off of me!"
There was a chuckle (obviously mine) and the room darkened as the door shut.
"I'll get off, but you have to do one thing before I do."
"And what is that?"
The lens moved away from Yugi's face and down to his shirt, where my tanned fingers could be seen tugging the buttons loose.
"You pervert, not in the closet!" Yugi shouted, his lighter tanned hand swatting mine.
"Oh come on, please? Reioko's gone so he won't hear us."
There was a sigh, and the screen showed the ceiling of the closet as I heard kissing.
"Alright."
"Great, but one more thing," I said, and the screen became a birds eye view and I could see Yugi and my face looking up at it, me smirking and Yugi just staring at it curiously. "Okay, now we're good."
I couldn't help but chuckle as I watched myself tackle Yugi to the ground, kissing him and started unbuttoning his shirt, while he wrapped his arms around me, his hands under my shirt.
The makings out lasted for about thirty minutes, and think me a pervert if you want, but I enjoyed watching every minute of it.
When it finished, I ejected the tape out, and when I touched it something came to my mind.
'Of course when I labeled it attack of the fiancé, I meant me,' I thought, laughing, then stopped, realizing that I was starting to remember something here.
I watched the rest of the videos, some were tapped by me, and some by Yugi and all of them had us doing something that showed love.
But...the memories were still fuzzy and I still couldn't be sure.
'What if I'm making these memories up? What if they aren't really real?' I thought, and slowly picked up the disk that was held in a spare CD holder.
Staring at it, I got up from the floor and went to my room and placed it into the CD holder and pressed play as I sat against the wall.
~ Lieing in my bed,
Thoughts in my head,
Visions of you,
But I can't get through the nii-ght, ~
("So little one, do you purposely do this to me, or is this just fates weird way?"
"Well, I guess it's because of fate, because in truth, I try to avoid you.") (Note: These are random memories that are popping up in Yami's head)
~So pick up the phone,
I know you're home,
You're playing with my heart,
And you know it just ain't right.
It's just a game of luv,
Love,
Lu-ve.
("These are really good."
"You know, these were made by Yami himself."
"Really?"
"It's an old recipe from my Mother. And I'm glad you enjoy them.")
~And even though its hard, baby,
I can never give you up,
You're the one I'm dreaming of,
I can't live without your love, Toniiiiight,
And it is you that I adore,
You're the one that I live for, Insiiiiide,
Of you~
("Yami?"
"Yugi."
"What are you doing?"
"Expressing my feelings for you. I love you."
"But you said it was a she!"
"I lied.")
~So I got in the car,
But I didn't get far,
Because the radio played every song that I sang with you,
Yesterday's gone and it may be true,
And you know I would never get over you~
("Why was fate so cruel to me? Why didn't I see that he never loved me?")
~It's just a game of love,
Love,
Lu-ve~
("I don't even know why I even looked at you. I DON'T KNOW WHY I EVEN FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU! I don't know why I even bothered telling you. I just embarrassed myself and I made another excuse for you to tease me and mock me behind my back."
"You hurt me too Yugi. You sound so selfish. You think you're the only one who has suffered? I suffered your rejection and just when I was starting to warm up to girls, you come along and tell me how you feel, and now I'm stuck. You're not the only one to suffer.")
~And if though it hurts me baby,
I can never give you up,
Because you're the one I'm dreaming of,
I can't live without your love, Toniiiiight.
And it's you that I adore,
You're the one that I live for, Insiiiiide,
Of you. ~
("Yugi? What are you..."
"I love you.")
~You,
You gave me love,
Love gave us hope and strength,
To carry on~
("Oh my god"
"Happy Anniversary Yugi.")
~And you,
You gave me faith,
When I was falling down,
You would bring me up,
My looove. ~
("Yugi?"
"Hm?"
"I have something for you."
"What? Oh, it's beautiful Yami, thank you."
"I love you more then anything in this world, Yugi. And I'm afraid I can't express my happiness or love one hundred percent completely, but I can express it a little bit till someday I can give you the ultimate proof on how much you mean to me.")
~Baby, baby! ~
("Yugi, I know that...in the past we've been having some fights and seen other people..."
"Yes."
"And I know it's sometimes a bit hard to push people off you who lust for you, though you tell them you have a lover."
"I agree. I've had problems like that in California. Not as bad as you, but they were problems.")
~You're the one I'm dreaming of,
I can't live without your love, Toniiiiight.
And it's you that I adore,
You're the one that I live for, Insiiiiide. ~
("I admit I've been having girl problems who think I'm just saying that I have a lover to escape their clutches, so keep pestering me. So...I've been thinking of a way to get them off my back. Or at least, shake most of them off."
"Is it to tell them the truth?"
"No, nothing that drastic. You see Yugi; I've been worried about you the last two years. Worried you would find someone, or have your love die down. So, I came to one conclusion to mark you with a sign that you are mine and to keep pesky girls away from me."
"Okay, how...is this what I think it is?")
~Baby, I'm dreaming of you~
("Yugi, will you marry me?")
The headphone slowly dropped from my head, tears pouring down my cheeks as my head fell into my hands.
Oh god, I remember, I remember!
Yugi had gone to check on his Grandpa, and while waiting for him, Reioko hit me in the back of the head with a bat, and then...oh god, what have I done to Yugi!
It would have been easier if I didn't remember what I did when my memory was lost, but unfortunately, I remembered everything.
I remembered what I did with Reioko, what I said to Yugi, and...oh god...remembered when Yugi jumped...just like Tua.
"Oh god," I whispered, covering my face with my hands. "Oh god, I'm sorry Yugi, I'm so sorry."
But even if I apologized, would he still accept me?
After all that I've done?
Slowly, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring that Yugi had given back to me, and it nearly broke my heart it two.
"Oh shit, oh fucking shit," I whispered, slamming my fist to the wall. "WHAT HAVE I DONE!"
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Mijikai: Okay, this chapters finally done!
Yami:...that is sooo OOC!
Mijikai: No it isn't, I know you reacted this way when...person...was dieing, except you weren't crying your eyes out, and you do cry your eyes out when...someone's...soul was taken. Which was your entire fault by the way.
Yami: Don't remind me!
Yugi: Please Review!
Mijikai: Should I have Yami beat the crap of Reioko, or should I have a major event of Yami vs. Reioko?
REVIEW
Yami: (snicker) Procrastinator
Mijikai: _ Shut up! (Whacks him on the head)
Yugi: I don't see why you're laughing, Yami Mutou, since you're the one who procrastinated in paying the phone bill and now we can't use the stupid phone!
Yami:...I thought it...was Grandpa's turn?
Yugi: v_v What am I going to do with you?
Yami: Uhhhh, not throw me in the dumpster?
Yugi: -_-
Mijikai: (Snicker)
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Entry Sixteen
(Sigh) There's nothing much to say.
In the past three weeks, Yami hasn't spoken, or looked at me, and if he needed to say something, he would say it in short sentences then get away from me as quick as possible.
It's hard to see him like this, and I even moved out of the room and starting sleeping on the couch, all my clothes and belongings cluttered around it.
Late at night I would go through the album that Yami and I started to make when we first became boyfriend and boyfriend, and tears would well up in my eyes at the pictures.
So many memories would cloud up in my mind and I gently kissed Yami's picture before going to sleep.
Ryou's been trying to cheer me up, but I usually tried to avoid him, feeling uncomfortable when ever he was near, and one day he confronted me.
"Yugi, why are you avoiding me!" he demanded.
"Well...I...I..." I stammered, trying to think of a way to approach this.
"Look, I think it's very unfair that you're giving me the cold shoulder, when I've been trying to help you get together with Yami," Ryou said, frowning and his arms moving everywhere making his point. "So, tell me why?"
With a deep sigh I tell him, then tensed, waiting for...something to happen.
Ryou stared at me, and then his frown turned into a smile and hugged me.
"You thought I was falling for you?" Ryou asked, laughing. "Oh, my dear Yugi, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for you to think...that. No, no. Don't get me wrong, you are very cute, but Bakura is the one for me. And will be forever."
"Then why did you try to stick your tongue in my mouth?" I demanded.
"Bakura's idea. He said it would spice up the acting a little bit and so...well...I wasn't planning on sticking it in your mouth but I wanted you to open your mouth a little to make it look like it. I mean...it would be kind of odd for two boyfriends just smashing their lips together without any tongue."
My cheeks heated, and I threaded a hand through my hair.
"I'm sorry..."
"No, no, it was my fault..." Ryou said, smiling, then waved. "Sorry Yugi, but I see Bakura."
"Date?" I asked, feeling jealous.
"Yep," he said, and winked before running off towards his boyfriend and I sighed as Ryou grasped Bakura's arm and rested his white head on his shoulder.
Slowly, I made my way out of the school campus, not feeling like going back to the dormitory, so decided to look around town.
I wasn't planning on going anywhere in particular, or at least, I thought I wasn't, but after walking with my eyes staring at the ground, they looked up to see I've come to the Lady Ishizu's fortune telling shop.
At first, I was surprised, and then shook my head and continued walking around the city.
But I kept passing it, no matter which direction I took; sooner or later I would end up back at that shop.
It wasn't till sunset that I decided to screw trying to go in another direction when I would just end up back here.
I stared at the glass window, the memory of the first time I came here coming to mind.
'This is where Ishizu said that something bad would happen to Yami and I...and she even showed us that vision of me killing myself...well I can see why...' I started thinking, and then slapped myself. 'Okay, get a hold of yourself Yugi Mutou. What Ishizu showed us wasn't real. It was just some...scam picture to get us all jumpy, doesn't mean anything.'
Suddenly, the door opened and I jumped as Nefer skipped out of the shop, but stopped as she spotted me.
"Hi, Yugi," she said cheerfully and I held my hand up in greeting. "What's up?"
"Nothing much," I said.
"Are you here to see Lady Ishizu too?" Nefer asked curiously.
I shrugged.
"I guess, since my feet led me here."
We both chuckled nervously.
"Um...Yugi, I want to apologize."
"For what?"
"For...bothering you. You see...I was a bit forward...earlier in the year and forced you to go on play dates with me..." she said, looking away.
"No, no, no," I protested. "They were fun. And I've been having depressing month so the play dates actually cheered me up."
She smiled.
"I'm glad...but Yugi. There's something I have to tell you. Remember the first day of school...I hugged you shouting, "It's you, it's you?"
"Yes."
"Heh, heh," she giggled. "I'm sorry. But I was just so excited. You see, before school I went to Lady Ishizu for a prediction of my soul mate and she said 'you will find him this year. He will be short, handsome, and unusual hair that is three different colors and wears black. And his eyes will be different colors, but match perfectly.' So...you can see why I thought you were the one."
I laughed.
"Yes I can. So...did you find him?" I asked, and she nodded excitedly.
"I met him a week ago. His hair is unusual. It's spiked up and dyed red and his bangs are bleached, while his natural black hair shows at the roots. One eye is olive while the other is blue. He may seem punk and mean, but he's really nice. Just like you," she said, and I blushed.
"Thanks," I murmured, and I held out my hand. "But...we can still be friends, right?"
Nefer smiled and shook it.
"Friends," she agreed before her pretty eyes widened. "Oh, I have to meet him at the movies. See you Yugi."
"Bye!" I called after her and felt like a burden had been lifted for me.
In truth, I felt a little bad for Nefer.
She was a really nice person, but she just wasn't the one for me, and I toiled to find a gentle way in telling her that I was gay and that the relationship she obviously wanted wouldn't work out.
But luckily, it did work out and I didn't have to tell her anything.
(-^^-)
"Tua."
(-Oo-)
I jumped and turned to see Ishizu standing there at the door, dressed as she had when Yami and I first met her, but her eyes were sad with empathy and sympathy.
"Ishizu," I said.
"It has happened, hasn't it?" she asked, and we stared at each other quietly before my eyes started leaking water as I nodded.
"But it can't be true! Can it?" I asked.
She opened her arms and like some kind of force drew me to her, I went into her arms and she embraced me gently.
"I'm sorry, Tua," she whispered, guiding me into her shop.
"Miss Ishizu," I said, grasping her shoulders. "Please, tell me this can all be cleared up...that...that this is just a hoax of some kind."
With a sigh, Miss Ishizu led me to one of the black coaches and had me sit and sat before me, grasping one of my hands.
"I'm sorry."
"No, don't say that. Just tell me, how? How did this happen. If you really see into the future and past, tell me, why is Yami acting like this! How did this happen to his past self?"
To my fustration and anger, she shook her head.
"I'm afraid there is a shadow covering the images. I cannot see how Atemu became like this, or Yami. It is still hidden from me."
"Then...can you show me what happens before Tua commit suicide?" I asked. "A little bit before. Because I'm sure Tua didn't just find out Atemu was in love with someone else then jump. I don't think he's that weak."
Ishizu gazed at me with measuring eyes, before she touched the crystal ball, and an image started to show.
Eagerly I leaned forward and saw Tua, me, in a room with a strange looking man on the other side.
The Strange man had a spear in one hand, and Tua was bent over with weariness.
"You may be strong, Tua," the man spat. "But let's see how strong you are when your lover turns away from you."
"Atemu would never do that!" Tua shouted. "You may have erased his memories, but you can never erase the love in the heart!"
"We'll see," the man said, chuckling darkly and I watched in horror as he slit his own stomach, and then attacked Tua.
In blind panic, Tua lifted his arm up to shield himself and the blade slit his arm deeply, blood dribbling onto the floor.
"ARG!" Tua shouted in pain, and angrily slammed his fist into the man's face, grasping the spear in the process.
The man landed harshly to the floor, groaning as he held his self- inflicted wound on his stomach.
Panting, Tua took up the spear and placed it by the man's neck, and glared.
"You will tell me what you damn did to him, you son of a bitch!" Tua spat, but the man refused to talk, only moan in pain. "Talk now!"
He still didn't receive any answer, and Tua lifted the spear, hoping to scare it out of the man, when there were running footsteps and the spear was wrenched from him.
"Stop this at once!" came a shout and my eyes widened as I gazed upon Atemu.
"Atemu," Tua whispered, and Atemu's crimson eyes glanced at the bloody blade in his hand and then glanced at the moaning man, then glared at Tua.
Slap!
I placed a hand over my mouth as I watched Tua's eyes become blank and soulless, as he crashed to the ground.
"You demon!" Atemu shouted, propping the man up, concern in his eyes. "Get out. I exile you out of Egypt, and if you ever take one step into my country I will see to it personally that you are slain!"
Tears welled up in Tua's eyes, and I felt my own tears starting to fall.
This was cruel and unfair, and I had a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach.
'Was this to happen to me and Yami later on in the future?' I thought. 'No, no, this is just...an image...just because it happened here doesn't mean it will happen now.'
But I doubted it.
Then, to my relief and surprise, Atemu's face softened, as he stared upon Tua.
"I...I..." he stammered, his eyes going a bit wide like he was just realizing what he just said.
Tua didn't let him finish, for he turned on his heels and ran out of the room.
"Tua!" Atemu shouted, and glanced at the man in his arms. "Stay here, don't move, I'll call a healer for you."
The man nodded, and Yami rose up and ran out of the room.
"Tua!"
The image started hazing, and rapidly moving forward and tears fell as I re-saw the event of Tua's death.
Once it all stopped and I came back into reality, I slowly looked up at Ishizu, who looked at me with sad eyes.
"Is this to happen?" I asked. "Is this really to happen to me?"
"I'm sorry."
I covered my face, tears rolling down my cheeks, before I got a hold of myself and sighed.
"Then there's only one thing for me to do," I said quietly, and Ishizu stared at me with worry.
"I hope it isn't anything causing you harm."
I didn't answer, but rose up, bowing to her.
"Thank you, Miss Ishizu. You've been a great help," I said, smiling before I left.
Once I stepped outside, the bright light of the street lamps hit my eyes, and the chill of the coming night hit my skin, but I didn't notice.
Walking down the street was like a dream for me, since I was preoccupied in what I was going to do, and though my stomach twisted with a queasy feeling, my heart pounded with determination.
I came to a cross walk at the end of the street and the light just turned red.
Staring at my feet, and taking a deep breath, I stepped off that curb and waited for the bone crushing impact that would hopefully kill me.
It's funny.
When you think about it, death always seems scary to people, but it seems the moment you are about to die, or think you are, it's like a dream or like a reality you can't fully grasp.
I know if someone read this they think I was crazy and ask what the hell was I thinking...but...I would rather die like this, than have Yami tell me that he would kill me.
There was the motor of a car and I glanced up to see the bright headlights and stopped, waiting for it to hit me, but it screeched to a halt, and I ended up falling over from the instinct to pull back.
Funny how I actually felt relieved, when I meant to die.
The door opened and I could tell the driver wasn't happy by the way they slammed the door and cursed.
"What the hell were you thinking; standing in the middle of the road like that! Can't you see the light!" the person shouted, and I slowly looked up and felt dizzy.
'Crap.'
"Sorry, I guess I missed it," I murmured, and I heard footsteps coming towards the front, and there was a gasp of horror.
"Oh my god, Yugi! Are you all right? The car didn't hit you did it?"
I blinked, my dazed brain not computing, but when I managed to start thinking again, I realized that the person who was grasping my shoulders was Yami.
'Ooooooh, shit. How am I going to explain this to him?'
"Yugi?" Yami asked.
"I'm alright, the car didn't get me," I murmured, slowly getting up, pulling away from him. "Sorry, I'll be going now."
"But...Yugi," Yami protested, but was already back on the street, disappearing into the crowd.
"Well, that didn't work," I muttered. "Guess I'll have to go with plan B."
It didn't take long to reach my dormitory, and I went up the stairs and into the room, first checking if anybody was in there.
Nobody.
Slowly coming in, I went to the kitchen and grasped a butter knife, and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.
Holding out my wrist, I readied to make the cut, but something stopped me, and I ended up sitting on the toilet seat, staring at my wrist and at the butter knife.
'Do I really want to do this?' I thought. 'Of course I do. At least it will be quick, painful, but quick and I don't have to suffer in Yami saying 'I hate you.'
Biting my lip I tried to think of any regrets...and...well...find none.
Closing my eyes tightly, I sliced my skin open with the knife, and cried out, dropping it to the floor and holding the wound tightly.
'God, shit! That fucken hurts!' I screamed in my head, my eyes watering in pain. 'Shit! How can people do this without screaming!'
I slowly removed my hand and looked at the slice that was dribbling blood heavily, and sighed as I realized I didn't even hit the vein.
Taking up the butter knife again, I placed the blade to the wound and squeezed my eyes shut as I readied to cut myself again.
"Oh shit! Yugi, stop!" came the voice of Yami, and the knife was grabbed out of my hand. "Oh god."
"Yami?" I asked stupidly, feeling a bit out of it.
'This is weird. First, it's Yami in the car that almost hit me, and now he just appears out of now where to stop me from killing myself?'
"Where did you...?" I was about to ask, but Yami cut me off.
"I followed you. You think I would let you out of my sight after that? What are you trying to do? Kill yourself?" he shouted, searching into the medicine cabinet for gauze.
I didn't answer, but it seemed I didn't have to.
He slowly turned towards me; silent, and his expression was one who was struck dumb.
The gauze and padding fell from his hands and his arms were around me, hugging me tightly.
"Yugi, Yugi, don't do this to yourself," he said, no, begged.
I didn't answer, and his arms slid away from me and I winced as he placed the disinfectant upon the wound and bond it up, and then took my hand in his.
"Come with me."
"Where are you taking me? A physiatrist?" I asked, almost bitterly.
"No. I'm taking you somewhere to eat, and we'll talk this over."
I slowly looked at him, searching his eyes for any hidden meaning, but they were honest and I let him lead me out of the bathroom, and I slowly grabbed my coat from my suitcase that was on the floor and placed it on before we both left.
The restaurant Yami chose was simple with hamburgers and milkshakes and we both ate outside on a bench, where people would be less likely to over hear our conversation.
"Yugi," Yami said gently after he finished his meal. "Why were you trying to kill yourself?"
At first, I didn't answer as I finished the rest of the burger and threw the wrapper into a garbage can and sipped my milk shake slowly.
In truth, I was delaying.
I didn't want to lie to my Yami, but...I didn't exactly want to tell him the truth.
"Is it because of the ring?" Yami asked.
"No," I answered. "Yes, it was heart breaking, but...I wouldn't commit suicide over it..."
"Then why? Why are you trying to hurt yourself?"
"It doesn't matter, so drop it."
"It does matter."
"No it doesn't!"
"It does!" he shouted back.
"Then who does it matter too!"
"Me, damn it!"
We were silent, and we both slowly looked away from each other, drinking the milkshakes before Yami spoke again.
"Yugi...please stop this. What ever reason it's for, please, tell me, and we'll work it out. I promise," he said and placed a hand over mine.
My cheeks heated, and I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his hand.
Even if it wasn't of affection, it still felt good to be touched by him again.
Sighing, I reluctantly pulled my hand away and stood up, throwing the empty container away, stretching.
"Drop it."
"But Yugi..."
"Just drop it!" I shouted, tears starting to well up in my eyes.
Yami rose up from the bench and hugged me tightly.
"Shhh, I'm sorry, I won't press you...but...when you're ready, please, tell me," Yami said, and I nodded, though I wasn't going to tell him, ready or not. "We better go back, it's getting late."
I pulled away from him and I glanced at my watch and nodded.
It was 8:42 and I was getting sleepy.
'Maybe I can suffocate myself in my pillow,' I thought jokingly to myself as we both went back to the dormitory, and Yami went to take a shower, while I changed into my PJs.
From the looks of it, Reioko wasn't home yet, and I was thankful, for I really didn't need him to start making out with my Yami in front of me when I did not feel that stable right now.
I reached to pull my covers aside to slide in, but Yami stopped me, and took my wrist gently.
"You're going to sleep with me tonight," he said. "I'm not going to chance of finding you dead the next morning, and don't think of suffocating yourself. That won't work."
My expression remained bland, but I chuckle did erupted inward with in me.
Yami pulled back the covers and slipped in, while I glanced around the room.
"What are you looking for?"
"A sleeping bag."
"Why?"
"To sleep on the ground."
"Oh no. I happen to know that the sleeping bag that I have has a zipper on top and can cause suffocation, nuh uh, no way," Yami said and lifted the covers. "When I said you're sleeping with me, I mean you're sleeping with me."
My cheeks heated.
"What about Reioko," I asked a bit bitterly. "I'm sure he won't approve."
"Don't worry about him," Yami snorted. "He's not even coming home today. Said he had work business to attend to, now get your ass in here."
I hesitated at first, then slid in, and lay there, kind of stiff.
"Night Yugi."
"Night," I whispered, as I curled up on my side and closed my eyes, drifting to sleep.
~*~
My eyes snapped open as I felt something tighten around me and I slowly slid an arm around my middle to find another arm already occupied it.
I blushed and closed my eyes, feeling bliss and slowly turned so I was facing Yami.
He looked so peaceful and innocent as he slept, and I had a strong urge to kiss him.
Before I could stop myself, my lips pressed gently against his, and when I realized what I did, I gasped and wrenched myself back, waiting for what would happen.
Yami didn't wake, but he seemed to glow in pleasure, and his hands slid to my face and he pulled me back down to kiss him.
"Reioko," he murmured and something inside me snapped.
'That's IT!' I thought, and I pulled away from Yami, and pulled the sheets off of me before starting for the door.
But before I could even take one step out of his room, something tackled me so I fell flat on my face, and I struggled to get the heavy body off of me.
"Get off of me!" I shouted.
"Yugi, calm down," Yami said, trying sooth me, but my anger wouldn't let me calm down.
"Get the hell off of me you son of a bitch!" I shouted, and turned to punch him in the face.
He fell backwards onto the floor and I scrambled up onto my feet and rushed out of the room and into the bathroom, locking it, and rummaging through the medicine cabinet.
"Yugi!" Yami shouted, trying to turn the knob, then pounded on the door. "Yugi, please! Don't do this!"
I didn't answer, but continued rummaging through the cabinet till I found what I was looking for.
"Yugi!"
"Shut up!" I growled and unscrewed the top and popped a pill into my mouth, then slid a hand full of them into my hand and dumped them into my mouth.
"Yugi!" Yami shouted, banging against the door, and I swallowed, tears falling from my eyes, and I slowly stood as I watched the room go hazy and start spinning.
Feeling sick, I slowly sat upon the ground, and pressed a hand to my mouth, tears leaking down my cheeks, and winced as my stomach seared with pain.
I barely heard the banging of the door, and my eyes widened and quickly lifted the toilet seat and threw up.
Shaking my head, I stupidly stared at the mess in the toilet and in my dazed state counted the red floating pills and I can't quite remember if I was relieved or not when I realized I chucked up all the pills I swallowed and numbly flushed the toilet before slumping against the wall, pressing my head in my hands.
My heart jumped when there was a loud crack and heard Yami coming towards me.
"Yugi, talk to me. Are you alright, what did you do to yourself!" Yami shouted.
I didn't look at him, but tried to ease the sickness and pain I felt in my stomach.
Arms wrapped around me, and I felt myself being lifted and placed on something soft, fingers stroking my hair, and one of his hands grasping my own.
I have to be honest and say that though I was in a daze, I was in bliss, but it also hurt when I realized that this was only temporary and it brought tears to my eyes.
Fingers wiped my tears away, and then went back to stroking my hair.
"Yugi, no more, no more, please," Yami begged. "I don't want to lose you."
Guilt seared up my stomach, and I winced as I realized that I was hurting Yami.
My eyes opened and I slowly rose, but a hand stopped me.
"Stay down," Yami said gently and I did.
"I'm sorry. I don't mean to hurt you, really," I said quietly. "But...you have to let me do this. It will be easier..."
Yami turned my face to look at his.
"For who?" he demanded. "Easier for you or me? Which?"
"Both."
"And how is that easier? How can anything be easy when you're dead! Yugi listen to yourself!" Yami shouted.
"It will save the amount of pain I'll have to experience in the future!" I shouted back.
"Who told you this?" he demanded. "Who told you, you would experience pain in the future? Is someone threatening you?"
"No...Lady Ishizu..." I started, but I received a reaction I never thought I'd see, again.
Yami grabbed me by the shoulders, pulling me up, and shook me, gently.
"I told you before, aibou! What she says isn't true! I told you before, our bond is stronger then my stupid grandfather's!" he shouted, then his expression changed and he let me go, shocked. "I'm sorry...I don't know..."
"It's alright," I murmured and turned over onto my side, closing my eyes.
The last thing I remember was Yami stroking my hair, and then soft lips touched my cheek.
"Sleep well Yugi."
~*~
The next day, I still felt a little sick, but I did feel better.
Yami wouldn't let me go, since he unconsciously was holding me in his arms in his sleep and squeezing me like a teddy bear, so I went for thinking.
'What should I do? Yami doesn't want me to die, despite his love life with Reioko and his ignorance of me, but...if I don't kill myself now...I'll...I'll have to feel and see the hate that radiances off of him...I know Yami thinks Ishizu's images are bull...but...I believe in them. No matter how much I try to doubt them, I know their real...which means...I will have to face the hate he gives me.'
Tears fall from my eyes as I knew what I needed to do, and I kissed Yami before I wrenched away from him and wrote a note for him, before changing and brushing my teeth, then went out the door.
I knew whom I had to find and whom I needed to confront.
And...it was my last chance...maybe...maybe, though hope was small, I could change the event a little and maybe...win Yami back. Maybe, hopefully.
It didn't take me long to search, since he was on his way up stairs while I was going down.
We stopped and stared at each other at the opposite ends of the staircase and I took a deep breath.
"Reioko," I said. "There's something that needs to be settled between you and me."
"I know," he said.
"So, we are going to settle it now."
"Fine with me," he said, and smirked. "Come with me, I know the perfect place."
Without hesitation, I followed him and I was led away from the city and towards a bridge that was about fifty...seventy feet from the water that was below.
He stopped on a bare earthen ground near the bridge, and stood to face me.
"Look, twerp. No matter what you do, Yami is mine, and there's nothing you can do to stop it."
"That's what you think," I said darkly. "I've been laying low, Reioko, and even resorted to killing myself. But despite Yami's misunderstanding between him and I, his old memories are resurfacing. So, like it or not, I'm not going to be trampled by you anymore. I'll fight you if you want, but listen to this, and listen well. I am going to win my Yami back, weather the damage you did to him lasts or not."
"What makes you think I did anything?"
"Stop playing games!" I shouted and flew at him and punched him in the face, causing him to crash into the ground. "I know you did something to him, and I still want to know what you did, so tell me the fuck what you did!"
Reioko narrowed his eyes and jumped back up and slammed his own fist into my cheek, then slammed his foot into my gut, and I landed face flat upon the ground.
I looked up just in time as he was about to slam a foot into my back and rolled, missing my inches and came to a crouch, waiting.
"Shit, you're more trouble then I thought," Reioko growled and flicked out a knife from under his shirt. "So, I'm going to kill you quickly."
"Just come and try it," I growled and he dived for me.
We both collided, and we rolled around the grass, him trying to stab me, and me trying to prevent it from happening!
"Fucken shit!" Reioko shouted, and when I rolled onto my back, he pinned me down and jammed his knee into my crotch.
I shouted in pain, but was still aware of the knife that was going for my face and jerked sharply so it only sliced lightly across my cheek.
Then I thrust my hand up, smashing it into Reioko's nose, and he cried out, getting off of me and clutching it.
Scrambling away from him, I readied myself for another attack.
"You think you're going to win?" Reioko asked, and before I could retort back, he flicked a cell phone from his pocket and dialed.
Confused, I watched and waited.
"Yami? Hey love...listen, I've got a problem here, your little brother, Yugi...I think he's losing it...he's attacking me!"
My eyes widened and I ran towards him, trying to grasp the cell phone, but he moved out of the way, so I crashed into the ground.
"I'm at the bridge...please hurry!" Reioko begged and shut the cell phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, just as I slammed into him.
"You bastard!" I shouted, slamming a fist into his jaw. "You play fucken dirty!"
His answer was to slam a fist into my gut and then into the side of my head, so I flew off of him and landed on my back.
Scrambling back up I looked just in time to see Reioko slice himself in the stomach, and I froze, the memory of that...strange looking man...doing the same thing.
I was so distracted that I didn't notice till to late that Reioko was attacking me, and in reflex, my arm lifted up to shield me, and I screamed as I felt something tear my arm open.
Feeling very sick, I slowly looked down at my arm and saw that to my wrist to the elbow was deeply sliced, flesh dangling down and the knife still stuck into my joint.
I panicked, feeling scared and confused, and yanked it out of my arm, which hung loose and dead at my side.
Panting I turned to stare at Reioko, who was slumped onto the ground, holding his wound, his face in pain.
"Listen, tell me what you did to Yami," I whispered. "Or...face the consequences."
Reioko slowly looked at me, but his eyes were accusing and he shuddered.
"Go to hell."
Angrily I stomped towards him, and glanced down at the knife, and for one insane second, I thought it would be easy to scare it out of him, so being the genius I was (sarcasm) I placed it to his throat.
"Tell me, god Damnit, or so help me..." I threatened with clenched teeth, when the screech of tires stopped me and I glanced up to see Yami scrambling out of the car and running towards us.
"Ya..." I was about to say, but he stared at me with accusation and...hate.
Slap!
My hand slowly slid to my cheek, and the knife dropped from my hand as I numbly watched Yami propping Reioko up and looking at him with concern and love.
"What happened?" he asked.
"I was sitting here, enjoying the view when your insane brother came up to me with that knife in his hand, and tried to kill me!" Reioko shouted and Yami looked at me coldly. "He even said that once I was gone, he'll have you all to himself, and to make me even angrier he even said he already captured your sympathy and attention!"
"Oh, I get it now," Yami whispered. "You weren't really trying to kill yourself, were you? You were trying to gain my attention and affection, then you thought if you killed Reioko then came right back, you would have me all to yourself. You sick son of a bitch!"
The words hurt more then my torn up arm.
"Get out! I don't want to see your face again! And if you ever harm Reioko ever again, I'll see to it personally that you are killed!"
I don't think Yami saw my expression because he went back to fussing over Reioko.
It was true I was numb and felt like crying, but I didn't.
I wouldn't.
My feet slowly turned and started walking, and the next thing I knew I was standing at the very edge of the bridge, staring down at the black waters.
"Yugi, what are you doing? Get down from there!" Yami shouted, somewhere below me and I glanced down to see him, down below me, with Reioko leaning on him.
"Why?"
"What the hell do you mean why? You could fall in and...oh hell no," Yami muttered, and leaned Reioko against the railing before starting to climb up. "Yugi, get your ass down here this minute. This isn't helping my mood towards you!"
I looked at him sharply, giving him a humorless smile.
"You think I care right now? You already hate me and already made a commitment to kill me, so what's the point in coming down?" I asked, and he stopped. "If you must know, Yami Mutou, the reason I tried to kill myself was because I wanted to avoid this. If you only let me die, this wouldn't have happened!"
"Yugi..." Yami whispered his glare slipping then came back up. "Yugi I'm sorry, now please get down."
"No!" I shouted. "You're not sorry! I can see it in your eyes! You're only saying it so I would get down. Besides you told me to get out, so I'm getting out."
"I never meant by dieing!"
I looked at him sadly.
"Then what did you mean Yami?" I asked, and I don't know if I was going crazy or not, but for some reason I was seeing a double of Yami, the Pharaoh Atemu.
Both looked at me with desperation and fear.
"(Sigh) Yami, there's nothing left for me anymore. My two soul purposes for living are gone. My Grandpa's gone, and you are gone...my lifelines are gone, now it's time for me to go."
Yami started climbing again till he was standing on the railing I was standing on, and we stared at each other, only five feet apart.
"Yugi, please, can't you..."
"Reconsider?" I asked. "No."
"Why!"
"It's destined."
Yami stared at me with a confused expression.
"Yugi..." Yami whispered, and took a cautious step towards me, his expression serious and scared, instead of hate and annoyance. "Come down, let's talk this over."
"No, I've had enough with talking. It won't accomplish anything!" I shouted and turned back to the water. "I've had enough of everything."
"Yugi, no, Yugi!"
"Goodbye Yami," I said, then flashed a small smile. "I do love you, very much."
I closed my eyes as I stepped off.
"NO!"
The wind whistled in my ears, and I felt the rushing wind hit my body.
It didn't even seem real.
"YUGI!"
'Yami.'
~*~
(~(*~)
'Why Yugi, why?' was all that ran through my head as I clutched his cold small hand in mine, and gently stroaked his face.
Oh god, that was close...so close...but luckily when he stepped off he crashed onto a passing boat and didn't die.
I sighed as I stared at him, all pale white, matching the sheets that covered him, and the rhythmic beeping of the machine that assured me that he was breathing.
He was so still and cold, that sometimes I have to stare at the heart monitor for a long time before I could get a hold of myself and be confident that he was living.
It turned out he taken some heavy damage from crashing into that crate that was on the huge boat that passed by, but luckily it was filled with fishnets so he landed on something soft.
Luckily, no head damage or neck, but his damaged arm was wrapped up and stitched, while his other arm was broken in two places.
He had an ugly bruise on his chest spreading down to his stomach, and had to have surgery for eternal bleeding and lung puncture.
Since he landed mostly in the hip area, his right side broke and pins were punctured inside of it to keep the bone in place while it mended, and luckily no heavy damage to the legs, but he broke his left one, and the other was just twisted, so they cracked it back into place and bandaged it.
He had plenty of IV's going through him and even had a machine to help him breath.
I don't know much about hospital stuff, so I can't really explain about why he had other wires hooked up to him, but I knew it was to help him heal.
"Oh, Yugi, why did you do it? I could have helped you," I whispered.
"Could you have really?" came a voice and I whipped around to see a young woman at the door, wearing a long-sleeved cotton dress with a beautiful golden necklace upon her neck with the eye of Horus in the center.
She threw her long black hair back behind her shoulder and slowly approached us.
"Poor Tua," she whispered looking down upon him softly, "but thank god he didn't die. Though...it's a mystery why that didn't happen. He was supposed to die, and be buried next to his Grandfather."
I rose up quickly and advanced upon her.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked angrily. "Are you saying you want him to die!"
"Calm down, Atemu. No, I was hoping he wouldn't commit suicide, but it seems I was wrong, and he lived. Why?"
"What do you mean why!" I shouted. "He lived and that's all that matters to me!"
"Do you love him?" she asked.
I was taken aback.
"How can you ask that? Of course I do!"
"Then tell me this, Atemu, why did you drive him to this? Why did you hurt him when you promised you wouldn't?" she asked, and I felt annoyance build up.
"What are you talking about?"
Her sympathetic eyes became cold and hard, and she stared at me with such intense eyes while gently stroking Yugi's face.
"You say you love him, but what of Reioko?"
"...But...he's my..."
"Boyfriend?" she finished, and turned towards me. "Atemu let me ask you this. Do you really love Reioko?"
"Of course."
"But...what bout Yugi?"
"I love him, he's my brother. Aren't brother's supposed to love each other?" I asked.
"I suppose," she murmured. "But if you had to choose one, who would you choose?"
"What? Wait, what are you trying to get at?" I demanded. "And how would you know all about this anyway? I don't even know you!"
"Of course you do, Atemu. You met me with Yugi months ago."
I blinked in confusion.
I was sure I would remember someone this annoying, but...I couldn't recall...
"I see you're in confusion," she said as she headed for the door. "But...let me advise this, young Atemu. When you arrive home, unlock young Yugi's brown suitcase that is hidden under the couch. There...you shall find the meaning to all my questions."
Before I could ask what the hell she meant, she left, closing the door silently behind her.
'What the hell was all that about?' I thought.
The door suddenly opened, and a plump nurse poked her head inside.
"I'm sorry, but visiting hours are over. We don't want to over tire the patient," she said kindly and I nodded, and gave Yugi's hand a tight squeeze.
"Yugi, if you can hear me...please, don't hurt yourself anymore," I begged and I started for the door, glancing one more time at his unconscious figure before the nurse closed the door behind me.
~*~
(~(*~)
"Brown suitcase, brown suitcase," I muttered as I reached under the couch groping blindly, trying to find something under it. "Ah! Here it is!"
Slowly I slid out just what the lady said, a brown suitcase, and just my luck, it wasn't even locked!
Opening it up, hoping to find some answers that would help me make sense in the Ladies questions about my love life, to reveal five homemade videos, two journals, and a CD disk.
Slowly, I opened one of the journals and opened to a random page.
~ Once the clock hit 6:12 I left to leave for the train station, like I had been doing for the last school days of my life.
It sure was crowded once I arrived and was jostled quite a few times, especially since all the seats and hand holders on the ceiling were taken.
A particular jolt caused me to be thrown, and actually landed on a person!
It took me a moment to come back to my senses, and when I realized that the "thing" I landed on was moving, I jumped right up and started bowing repeatedly.
"I'm sorry, really, really, sorry," I mumbled over and over again.
"Quite alright," was my answer and I looked up to get the shock of my life.
There standing before me was a boy, looking either my age or older, who had a stunning hairstyle that looked almost identical to mine.
Because of this, his face, too, almost framed mine, except not quite.
He was taller then me (*sarcastically* Big surprise) and from what I could tell, was more mature then me.
He, of course, wore the Domino High uniform and brushed a golden lock from his tanned face.
His eyes were purple, and narrowed with eyebrows positioned in what seemed like an eternal frown.
I was quite worried that he was going to yell at me or worse, hurt me for being a klutz.
"I'm sorry," I said again, looking down at my feet. ~
A faint smile was upon my lips as I read this.
'I remember this,' I thought absently, and shock ran through me as I realized what I just said. 'Hey...wait...I remember this!'
Closing my eyes, the memory started unfolding, and excitement ran through me.
'Yes...I remember. I was on the bus, feeling a bit nervous since it was my first day at Domino High, and then someone rammed into me. Then I saw Yugi...but he's my brother...how could I never know him when I was on the train?'
I continued skimming through the book, when my thoughts started confusing me with questions and I laid it aside, but marked it somewhere in the middle.
'I kissed him? In the library? But why, I'm sure I wasn't that barbaric.'
My fingers brushed the videos that were labeled in thick black marker and one of them was labeled 'Attack of the Fiancé.'
Curious, I popped it into the television, and waited patiently as the screen went into gray static, then it showed the picture of the ceiling of the closet.
Then my face came into view, and I was smirking, shadow lingering upon my face.
"Hi," I whispered. "I'm Yami Mutou, and I'm using this camera as a journal. It's been five days...well...actually five minutes, since I've hidden from him my fiancé. Why am I hiding, you may wonder, well...I just happen to have some photos he wants to burn. But I like them see?"
A photo was placed upon the screen, and it was Yugi, dressed in only his boxers and he was rubbing off...eyeliner?
"Looks like my little Yugi wanted to play sex change for a while," I said, my face appearing on the camera again, winking with a tiger grin.
Suddenly, the door burst open, light spilling on my image and the camera moved to Yugi's face, panting and glaring.
"Give me back the photo!" he shouted.
"Nope, I like them, it shows of your feminine side," came my voice.
"You bastard! Give them to me, and turn off the damn camera!" Yugi shouted, his hand covering the lens and there was a commotion before the camera focused on Yugi again, whom was looking up into it, frowning. "This isn't funny, get off of me!"
There was a chuckle (obviously mine) and the room darkened as the door shut.
"I'll get off, but you have to do one thing before I do."
"And what is that?"
The lens moved away from Yugi's face and down to his shirt, where my tanned fingers could be seen tugging the buttons loose.
"You pervert, not in the closet!" Yugi shouted, his lighter tanned hand swatting mine.
"Oh come on, please? Reioko's gone so he won't hear us."
There was a sigh, and the screen showed the ceiling of the closet as I heard kissing.
"Alright."
"Great, but one more thing," I said, and the screen became a birds eye view and I could see Yugi and my face looking up at it, me smirking and Yugi just staring at it curiously. "Okay, now we're good."
I couldn't help but chuckle as I watched myself tackle Yugi to the ground, kissing him and started unbuttoning his shirt, while he wrapped his arms around me, his hands under my shirt.
The makings out lasted for about thirty minutes, and think me a pervert if you want, but I enjoyed watching every minute of it.
When it finished, I ejected the tape out, and when I touched it something came to my mind.
'Of course when I labeled it attack of the fiancé, I meant me,' I thought, laughing, then stopped, realizing that I was starting to remember something here.
I watched the rest of the videos, some were tapped by me, and some by Yugi and all of them had us doing something that showed love.
But...the memories were still fuzzy and I still couldn't be sure.
'What if I'm making these memories up? What if they aren't really real?' I thought, and slowly picked up the disk that was held in a spare CD holder.
Staring at it, I got up from the floor and went to my room and placed it into the CD holder and pressed play as I sat against the wall.
~ Lieing in my bed,
Thoughts in my head,
Visions of you,
But I can't get through the nii-ght, ~
("So little one, do you purposely do this to me, or is this just fates weird way?"
"Well, I guess it's because of fate, because in truth, I try to avoid you.") (Note: These are random memories that are popping up in Yami's head)
~So pick up the phone,
I know you're home,
You're playing with my heart,
And you know it just ain't right.
It's just a game of luv,
Love,
Lu-ve.
("These are really good."
"You know, these were made by Yami himself."
"Really?"
"It's an old recipe from my Mother. And I'm glad you enjoy them.")
~And even though its hard, baby,
I can never give you up,
You're the one I'm dreaming of,
I can't live without your love, Toniiiiight,
And it is you that I adore,
You're the one that I live for, Insiiiiide,
Of you~
("Yami?"
"Yugi."
"What are you doing?"
"Expressing my feelings for you. I love you."
"But you said it was a she!"
"I lied.")
~So I got in the car,
But I didn't get far,
Because the radio played every song that I sang with you,
Yesterday's gone and it may be true,
And you know I would never get over you~
("Why was fate so cruel to me? Why didn't I see that he never loved me?")
~It's just a game of love,
Love,
Lu-ve~
("I don't even know why I even looked at you. I DON'T KNOW WHY I EVEN FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU! I don't know why I even bothered telling you. I just embarrassed myself and I made another excuse for you to tease me and mock me behind my back."
"You hurt me too Yugi. You sound so selfish. You think you're the only one who has suffered? I suffered your rejection and just when I was starting to warm up to girls, you come along and tell me how you feel, and now I'm stuck. You're not the only one to suffer.")
~And if though it hurts me baby,
I can never give you up,
Because you're the one I'm dreaming of,
I can't live without your love, Toniiiiight.
And it's you that I adore,
You're the one that I live for, Insiiiiide,
Of you. ~
("Yugi? What are you..."
"I love you.")
~You,
You gave me love,
Love gave us hope and strength,
To carry on~
("Oh my god"
"Happy Anniversary Yugi.")
~And you,
You gave me faith,
When I was falling down,
You would bring me up,
My looove. ~
("Yugi?"
"Hm?"
"I have something for you."
"What? Oh, it's beautiful Yami, thank you."
"I love you more then anything in this world, Yugi. And I'm afraid I can't express my happiness or love one hundred percent completely, but I can express it a little bit till someday I can give you the ultimate proof on how much you mean to me.")
~Baby, baby! ~
("Yugi, I know that...in the past we've been having some fights and seen other people..."
"Yes."
"And I know it's sometimes a bit hard to push people off you who lust for you, though you tell them you have a lover."
"I agree. I've had problems like that in California. Not as bad as you, but they were problems.")
~You're the one I'm dreaming of,
I can't live without your love, Toniiiiight.
And it's you that I adore,
You're the one that I live for, Insiiiiide. ~
("I admit I've been having girl problems who think I'm just saying that I have a lover to escape their clutches, so keep pestering me. So...I've been thinking of a way to get them off my back. Or at least, shake most of them off."
"Is it to tell them the truth?"
"No, nothing that drastic. You see Yugi; I've been worried about you the last two years. Worried you would find someone, or have your love die down. So, I came to one conclusion to mark you with a sign that you are mine and to keep pesky girls away from me."
"Okay, how...is this what I think it is?")
~Baby, I'm dreaming of you~
("Yugi, will you marry me?")
The headphone slowly dropped from my head, tears pouring down my cheeks as my head fell into my hands.
Oh god, I remember, I remember!
Yugi had gone to check on his Grandpa, and while waiting for him, Reioko hit me in the back of the head with a bat, and then...oh god, what have I done to Yugi!
It would have been easier if I didn't remember what I did when my memory was lost, but unfortunately, I remembered everything.
I remembered what I did with Reioko, what I said to Yugi, and...oh god...remembered when Yugi jumped...just like Tua.
"Oh god," I whispered, covering my face with my hands. "Oh god, I'm sorry Yugi, I'm so sorry."
But even if I apologized, would he still accept me?
After all that I've done?
Slowly, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring that Yugi had given back to me, and it nearly broke my heart it two.
"Oh shit, oh fucking shit," I whispered, slamming my fist to the wall. "WHAT HAVE I DONE!"
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Mijikai: Okay, this chapters finally done!
Yami:...that is sooo OOC!
Mijikai: No it isn't, I know you reacted this way when...person...was dieing, except you weren't crying your eyes out, and you do cry your eyes out when...someone's...soul was taken. Which was your entire fault by the way.
Yami: Don't remind me!
Yugi: Please Review!
Mijikai: Should I have Yami beat the crap of Reioko, or should I have a major event of Yami vs. Reioko?
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