I greatly apologize for not updated sooner! I've been trying to get a life away from the computer and in doing so I forgot about my stories So to make up I'll add two chapters, okay? Hope you like! (But once again, more reviews would help it update faster )
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Millennium HeartsPart 10; Growing up
Yugi sighed. His dull, violet eyes were staring blankly at the TV screen, his finger automaticly hitting the channel button. His legs were spread out in front of him and he was leaning against the couch. He heard the faint sound of footsteps enter the room, but he didn't bother looking up, just continued to idly flip through the channels. Yugi sighed again. He could feel his eyes bearing through the back of his skull. Yugi bared his teeth and continued to flip through the channels. He would not give in!
Yugi frowned, narrowing his eyes. He would win this one. He concentrated on the constant flashing of the TV. Yugi felt a small smirk from on his lips. He knew it would unnerve Yami. However, Yugi could feel Yami's own resolution become stronger and his own breaking. Yugi finally let out a frustrated sigh as his finger hit the 'off' button on the TV, causing it to all disappear. He turned his head and violet eyes met darker violet eyes that were stilling staring at him intently. "What?" He snapped.
Yami blinked with surprise. Yugi only felt a pang of guilt, but he pushed it aside. He knew it had to come out sometime. He was holding it in for far too long, and Yugi couldn't take it anymore.
Yami shook his head and slowly stepped made his way over to Yugi. He bent down to be eye level with him. "Are you okay?" He asked softly. "You should be sitting on the couch." He moved his hands around Yugi so he could pull him up and onto the couch.
Yugi shut his eyes tight and counted to ten.
'…1…'
Yami gently placed Yugi on the couch.
'….2…'
He looked Yugi over . "Are you okay?" He asked for the upteenth time that day.
'…10…'
Yugi's eyes shot open and he glared at Yami "YES!"
Yami's eyebrows knitted together. "You don't need to get angry."
Yugi's own usual smile was turned upside down. In complete frustration, Yugi, to the horror of Yami, jumped up without any help. He felt a small pain in his leg, but ignored it. He spread his arms out and stared at Yami in the face. "I. Am. Fine." He started to walk around the couch before Yami could stop him. "Yes, I DO need to get angry!" Yami opened his mouth to talk, but Yugi stopped him before he could start, "You won't listen to me otherwise! You only hear what Bakura told you! Yes," Yugi stopped and closed his eyes. "I am naïve and maybe even innocent," He opened his eyes again to glare. "But keeping me locked up in the house isn't going to help me!" He threw his arms up in exasperation. "It's only making me WANT to do things that I shouldn't." He made another step, this time, wincing. Yami began to move toward Yugi, but Yugi held up a hand to stop him. "I'm not fragile either." He large eyes softened. "I know you mean well, Yami, but I need to get out, I need to do things. I love you by my side, I do. But I don't like being treated as a child. Bakura is right, you can't always protect me. And it's better for me to experience things on my own now, then when I'm old and grown." He took another deep breath and continued the long speech he'd prepared long before. "I know the world's not the perfect place, I know not everyone is nice like I would like to believe, and I know that bad things happen, but I can't know other things if you don't' let me. I WANT to know other things, maybe," Yugi let his shoulders slump. "Maybe knowing other things will be good for me, maybe I'll be more careful, or maybe I won't be as naïve and trusting. Yami," He looked into his dark, purple eyes. "I need to grow up, but I need you by my side to let me grow up and be there when I do."
Yami's eyes shook. He looked down. Yugi was right. He had been to over bearing the past couple days. He had let what Bakura said get to him, wouldn't let Yugi step foot outside, and wouldn't let him even move without supervision. He glanced over Yugi. He was healing rather well, actually. He no longer needed the crutches to move around and there was barely any visible scratches left. Not to mention he was over due for that search he'd promised to let Yugi go on. Yugi should be allowed to go outside and visit people, Yami just wasn't willing to let him go just yet.
Yugi cocked his head, the anger gone. /Yami, you've let me go before, please let me go again, but you can come with me, if fact, I would like it very much if you did./
Yami felt a smile make its way onto his face and he nodded. Yugi grinned and refrained from jumping up and down. "I'm going to call Mokuba and see how he's doing, okay?"
Yami watched as Yugi almost skipped down the hallway to the phone. "You're wrong Yugi." He whispered to himself. "I believe you've grown up already."
"That would be so cool!"
Seto rolled his eyes and his watched his little brother screech to the occupant on the other side of the line. "Mokuba," He called calmly from the kitchen table. "Would you mind not screeching?"
Mokuba whispered something into the phone and gently placed his face down onto the couch. "Hey, Seto?" He hesitentley made his way over to Seto. Seto looked up from his paperwork and smirked. "What do you want now, kiddo?"
"Can Yugi and I have what he called a 'finally allowed out of the house' party?"
Seto smirked. Yes, that is something Yugi would come up with. "And we're do you intend on having it, here?"
Mokuba shook his head. "No, big brother! At the park! Can we, please?"
Seto sighed heavily and looked at the ceiling as if it would give him the answer. He looked back at Mokuba. He HAD been good for the past week. He was also getting along without crutches fairly well, he was almost completely back to his energetic self, but Seto's worry still remained. "I don't know…"
"Please?" Mokuba's eyes shook. "I'm fine, really! And you don't have to worry about me getting captured or anything, you're invited, and so is Yami and you can even invite one of the guards if you want!"
Seto sighed once again. He smiled a little and ruffled his little brother's black hair. "Do what you want, kiddo."
Mokuba jumped with glee and ran back to the phone. A thought suddenly entered Seto's mind and he called out to Mokuba, "Wait, does that mutt have to come?"
Ryou Bakura sighed as he rounded another corner to his house. A bag of groceries was in one hand and a tissue in the other. He was bored, the grocery store was five blocks away, it was good exercise, but very boring. He could feel his Yami getting bored too.
/Let's see… do you think father will actually be home?/
He heard a snort from his other half. Is he even alive?
Ryou frowned and looked ahead. /He is, he's just…busy./
For a minute he felt a multitude of feelings coming from his aibou, but it ended as quick as it had come. Ryou smiled as he prepared for the short time of cursing. Bakura had held a rare moment of weakness when a few of his emotions slipped through the barrier he always put around himself.
Ryou shrugged and continued on his way. He hummed a random song that had appeared in his head and continued on his way towards his home.
He stopped.
Someone, something evil was coming! /Bakura!!/
Now, read on to the next chapter as an apology for taking forever ;;
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