Eye Gate Deep 08
By Elanor Pam "Beast and Panther"October 31, 2002: Began this chappie… two days after finishing my other one; I'm not really sure how to begin… just hope this isn't a block… geez, writing is difficult. Hey, now something funny comes to my mind: Shouldn't I be grateful for having to study Brazilian Literature? It's less than 500 years old… (Portuguese Literature goes back to a thousand or more, not sure… and just imagine what Greeks have to study!! Since the philosophers and such it's been 2000 and a half…)
November 25, 2002: Gaaaah… I feel… drained… damn tests…
November 26, 2002: I discovered a song that gave me a LOT of inspiration: The Modern End, by Tristania!! (It's a cover of a song by Zeromancer, but I never heard the original) It's simply awesome!! So beautiful it makes me feel like I'm in another place!! ^___^ You can try reading the part with Yuugi while listening to it!!
December 12, 2002: Hm… almost two pages written today… and I thought I wouldn't write a word. Good thing I tried. The first time I try writing a fight scene in English – geez, I never had to check the dictionary so many times a sentence… anyway, I liked the fight. If you're fan of butt-kicking Jounouchi and Honda, you'll like it too…
Disclaimer: This is a FANfic, dude. The plot is mine, though. Also Suzuki-sensei and Haruno Takasugi and the Headmaster and the Engravings and the writers Jo-Ka and Yoshitaka and the book "The Shining Blue Star" and probably a bunch of things I don't remember right now.
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Suzuki asked herself just how many times she had cussed in those last fifteen minutes. Tripping on something once again, she just let it be. It was highly unlikely that her impressive colloquial vocabulary would make her toenails go back to what they used to be.
She checked around with the pitiful light coming from her watch, noticing she had arrived at a different place. The walls were smoother, but… they seemed scratched… roughly so, as if by hurrying hands; they seemed to be in some kind of ancient writing. It looked slightly like hieroglyphs, but so messy that it was impossible to make anything out of it…
She shouldn't be surprised that an ancient writing was in a place with ancient Eye engravings all over it, but they still seemed out of place; maybe it was because they seemed a lot newer than the rest… it was a shame she couldn't read it. Examining them closely, she came to the conclusion that they had been hurriedly written with a stone, probably as some kind of danger message.
She seriously considered running back and pounding on the walls searching for a way out – no, no way, she couldn't, not at that stage of the game. She had to get him. Shoving the bad feelings down her throat, she went ahead, a hand on the wall, blinking in the darkness at the only visible thing – 00:24.18…
She blinked. Was it her or she could hear steps?
~~*~~*~~
Sugoroku examined the place intently. In front of him, a circle on the ground seemed to glow softly. He remembered he had appeared there on a place like that; he had also passed another one before finding Anzu. Those were probably the places were people were transported to.
'That sounds so much like a corny sci-fi movie…'
Shoving the thought away, he shook Anzu a bit. She was leaning heavily on him, swaying on her feet, and seemed to be about to pass out any minute. Muffled moans also attracted his attention, but he could see she was trying to be quiet… it was probably the aftereffects of being around Yuugi too much.
Not that knowing she had a concussion would help them in any way, though. At least she was trying to save him the worry.
After seeing nothing big or new, they kept on, Sugoroku helping the girl walk. He was almost sure they'd find someone; the patch of light meant someone had appeared there. And, as they hadn't passed any opening on the wall, it was very likely the person would be directly ahead. Some long, long minutes passed until the flashlight's beam caught something fallen on the ground…
A high-heeled shoe.
He rushed towards it, half-carrying a semi-conscious Anzu, and, as his right arm was busy keeping the girl from dropping on the ground, he picked it with a finger, doing some jugglery with his hand to keep both flashlight and shoe from falling, while illuminating the latter. Anzu looked at it in a daze, seeming worse than before.
It was a dark-gray shoe, thin-heeled but not very high. Frowning, he tried to recall which of the two women was using high-heeled shoes… but who would pay attention to such things at a time like that?
On the other side, if she were who he thought she was, then she wasn't using any high shoe. Her height looked normal, one centimeter more at the most – a mistake, ironically from the-one-who-hated-mistakes. Not that some inches more would have fooled him, was his thought as he smirked quietly.
"Mutou-san…" whispered Anzu. "I think… that's Suzuki-sensei's shoe…"
"Hm?" Sugoroku turned to her, slightly surprised. "How do you know?"
"Takasugi was wearing a dark-red wrist-sleeved shirt, and a long dark skirt made with some flowing material, that got to her ankles. They wouldn't look good together, and she could trip on them…"
The old man blinked, his mouth slightly open.
"On the other side, Suzuki-sensei had a black, tight skirt that got to her knees, and a gray feminine blazer over it. It would fit perfectly." Anzu smiled at him, almost in a Yuugi-ish way.
"Er…" he suddenly noticed his mouth hanging open and closed it, standing and helping her up. "I had another trail of thought but arrived at the same conclusion. Anyway, let's go, she's probably up ahead…"
"Maybe Yuugi is somewhere ahead, too?" her voice was full of hope.
"I surely hope so…" he smiled, as they started walking again.
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Jounouchi had no idea of how long they had been walking. Honda and he hadn't spotted anything aside from the usual walls and an eye here and there. His companion was already starting to grumble under his breath, and the blond glared at the ground he could see, trying to lock the whimpering out; the puzzle piece was illuminating some good three meters ahead.
Well, that was a consolation, he guessed, as both boys carefully avoided a rather large crack that would have given them a scare if their feet got stuck. The place seemed to be getting more and more abandoned and old.
"Hey, Jou…"
"Yeah, the walls. I noticed it."
Some writings had been roughly carved on the walls, quickly, dried and old blood spots over them, here and there; the tunnel narrowed.
They saw themselves in front of a dead end.
"Grrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaat…" the two moaned loudly, the sound reverberating behind them.
Honda held his head in his hands, turning around and whimpering some words better left unsaid; Jounouchi snorted, looking at the piece, frowning. It was glowing stronger by the minute. He was sure that was the right place, they were arriving somewhere, but…
He lifted his head, looking intently at the wall in front of him. Maybe that place was somewhere, some disguised and important where, but somewhere… right?
As he wasn't making sense to himself, he concentrated on examining the wall.
Contrasting with the walls to the sides, the one in front of them was smooth, clean, adorned with delicate carvings and writings in some language that looked like Hieroglyphs (if he remembered what the Egyptian writings were called). It also had a strange triangle… with an eye.
Jounouchi looked at the piece, then at the wall.
"After all this damned walking, guess what, we're stuck… so much for following this damned piece…" Honda grumbled, expecting his companion to turn at him with a withering look. He was surprised when there was no reaction, and turned to the blond boy.
If Jounouchi thought very hard about it, he'd notice he had been having a lot of strange inspirations; for the time being, though, he welcomed them. Lifting the piece slowly between trembling fingers, he inserted it in the triangle at the wall.
In front of the two flabbergasted teens, the writings started to shine, the light spreading itself over the ground and through the walls; the scratches stood out against the glare, the blood spots vivid.
The ground seemed to disappear under them.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"
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*Come soon… Jounouchi-kun…*
Yuugi's glassy and hazy eyes looked towards the floor, but he could see nothing. His head was bent, his locks fluttering slowly, framing his countenance almost magically.
His whole body was bent, like a withering flower waiting desperately for water to give it strength. He was kneeled on the floor, and his arms were limp beside his body; his thin figure was eerie, mysterious, in the middle of the golden, liquid light that filled the whole room and flowed around his small form.
Little spots of white light danced around him, almost like fluttering snow; the stonewalls reflected the light to all sides. Everything seemed to be trying to comfort him.
*Jounouchi-kun… come soon…*
The almost finished puzzle hovered in front of him as if it was inside water, shining so much its shape could be barely seen. Yuugi's locks fluttered around his expressionless, but beautiful face…
*Jounouchi-kun… I know you will…*
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Ghostly locks also fluttered around, as she looked over them. Her long, beautiful dress danced around her thin form, her eyes closed sadly.
*Yuugi… I'm sorry to put you in such difficulty… but it's for the best. Will you forgive me? Will you ever forgive me for being the cause of all this pain you've had since childhood?*
She opened her eyes, looking up.
*You can see us, can't you? You can see me… you can see him… so please, all of you… please be kind with him in this never-ending test…*
Then her beautiful, big, ghostly eyes traveled down, pausing at a faraway place.
*And you, dear? Can you see him too? I know you can. I know you are looking after him like all of us. It was not your fault… so, please, stop grieving…*
She smiled. It was such a beautiful, innocent, angelic smile…
*I'll be watching over you, even if I'm forbidden to talk to you. So please… stop grieving…*
Slowly, very slowly, she melted and dissipated in the air, like smoke…
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Honda was the first to get up. Wincing, he put a hand to his head, blinking. He looked around.
Even the light from the puzzle piece, which somehow had ended up there with them, couldn't illuminate the place. All the golden light showed was the floor upon which they were – a floor neatly covered with mosaics, forming an image that could only be partially seen in the light. For some reason, he thought that it was creepy.
In fact, the whole place was creepy. He recoiled a bit, and almost jumped when his hand touched something near him. Shaking, he turned around to see what it was…
He sighed. 'It's just Jounouchi…'
He picked the puzzle piece to illuminate the fallen one, and looked at the blond boy's face. He looked around again. 'For some reason I think it'd be better for him to stay like he is…'
Lost in thoughts, it took some time for his mind to register the burning sensation on his fingers…
"YOUCH!!!"
…but he noticed it in time to let go of the piece before he lost his fingerprints.
'What the heck…?'
He looked wide-eyed at the golden toy, as it glared at him stubbornly, and blinked, trying to get the strange thoughts out of his head. Puzzle pieces don't glare at people, and they aren't stubborn. They're just puzzle pieces…
But then again, nothing normal had been happening those last days. Jounouchi was right – all they could do was go with the flow, even if it was all craziness. On the other side, that meant admitting that the thing had its own will and mind…
He shuddered. That was more than impossible. That was nuts.
"Waaahnnaaangaaah…" someone mumbled behind him, and he heard the rustling of cloth. Turning, he saw Jounouchi sitting, a hand to his forehead, blinking and shaking his head. The boy looked at him. "Oi, Honda… what happened…?"
Suddenly his eyes took in the beautiful scenario around them. Half amused, half sorry, Honda quietly watched as his face and lips were drained of its colors, leaving something that looked like a non-painted wax doll. The poor boy even forgot to open his eyes like saucers, was what a small part of Honda's brain noticed. His honey-colored eyes seemed to follow unseen things around…
Jounouchi blinked, shaking his head again, and reached a trembling hand to the puzzle piece fallen some distance from him. "Leeeeeeet-t-t's c-cont-t-tinue… ri-i-ight?" he smiled, or tried to.
Before Honda could even try to warn him, he had picked the piece, and was standing up, his knees visibly crumpling under him. Still, he willed himself to stay up, and started walking. After recovering some sense in his legs, he turned to his companion ready to call him to go.
Honda just looked at him, complete disbelief all over his face.
"Whaaat?" although he visibly couldn't control his voice, Jounouchi's face showed that he thought his friend was in for some joke, and he would control his fist long enough to throw a good punch if it was so.
But it seemed it wasn't. Jounouchi looked intently at the dark-haired boy, and even waved a hand in front of his face, but Honda kept on looking like a dead fish. The blond inhaled deep, trembling.
"Honda, stop with that, you're scaring me… you're scaring me more than I'm scared already… C'mon, stop with the joke already…"
He felt something exhale in the back of his neck, strands of blond hair flying to his face. It was then that he understood. Honda wasn't looking at him. He was looking at something behind him.
Almost in slow motion, Jounouchi turned his head to face whatever was blowing on his neck. Then he also understood the disbelief in Honda's face.
First the magical passages, then the tunnels, the darkness, the cracks, the writings and now a strange bulky beast with glowing eyes and enormous, pointy fangs trickling droll… heck, he felt he was inside a game of Heretic!
That was just too much for the same night, the two wished to say; the only thing that came out, though, was…
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMYYYYYYYYY!!"
Torches flared all around them, one by one, forming a circle. Hugging each other in panic, they saw themselves in the middle of a circular room, the mosaic floor forming concentric circles; around each circle, more weird writings. Six bigger torches were around the smaller circle, their flames burning furiously.
It all looked too much like a battle arena for their tastes.
"Oh, heck, the thing is even uglier now that it's visible…" Honda whispered.
"G-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g…" was the answer. Honda didn't care.
Jounouchi wasn't joking when he thought about the game "Heretic"; that was the only place he'd seen such a weird, ugly thing. On the other side, his small knowledge of video games weren't of much help, and he hadn't money for a goddamned VCR, much less a video game or computer – although none of the boys was worried about video games when the beast jumped some three meters tall to squash them with two enormous feet…
Honda had enough presence of mind to push them both out of the way, while the fiend crushed the floor he – er, it – fell on; it buried itself till the part Honda really hoped was its knees and not some other hideous, horrible thing, and then it turned its massive head – that seemed to occupy part of what should probably be its chest – to the teens, its eyes glowing a sickening, venomous green, its dirty and half-rotten fangs dripping more spit on the floor…
That boiled and melted under it.
Honda tried to say "Eeeek", but the only thing that came out was a raspy, muffled squeak that sounded like a rubber duck being stepped on.
The beast pulled its feet, yanking some stone pieces with it, and started to walk slowly towards them; it seemed to be taking its time, enjoying the terror of its defenseless preys. A grimace that was probably meant to be a grin spread itself through its face, making it look even more repugnant and bloodcurdling than it already was.
Honda groped around, his eyes glued on the thing, till he found a piece of cloth; he started to shake it back and forth, trying to get any reaction from the motionless body behind him. After no response, he risked taking a look…
…to see Jounouchi frozen on the floor, his eyes looking at the shadows above, his mouth foaming.
"Oh, not now," he moaned, shaking the blond boy, as he heard running steps approaching them. He closed his eyes tightly, gulping and muttering, "This is a nightmare, this is a nightmare, this is a nightmare…"
RIIIIIP
An excruciating pain in his back made him finally face the miserable truth: it was real.
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Jounouchi felt himself being brutally shaken out of his daze as something heavy fell on top of him; something warm, a bit sticky, spilled on his clothes. Great, his father had thrown up on top of him again.
Wait, wait. His bed wasn't so hard. He was holding something warm on his hand. And he wouldn't forget locking his bedroom door, for goodness sake; it was what kept him alive. He tried opening his eyes, but for some reason his whole body seemed numb and stiff. He made an effort, and finally opened his eyes, sitting up in a jump. In a fraction of second, he wished he hadn't.
Honda was the heavy thing that had fallen on him, the warm and sticky liquid being the blood that oozed out of three diagonal rips on his back. The teen lifted his eyes to see the thing that attacked him snarl and bare its teeth in a repulsive smirk, flexing a long limb with three claws drenched in blood. Slowly, it stretched its head towards the blond.
For a moment, everything seemed unreal; in a second that seemed to crawl on forever, Jounouchi remembered sadly what he had eaten on dinner, yeah, it had been rice and olives with chicken, and lemon juice… Sugoroku-jii-san was a wonderful cook… ooh, that dinner seemed to have been months ago…
Now everything was gone, gushed out of his mouth into the demon's face – and eyes.
"RRRRRRWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGH!!!"
Jounouchi grabbed Honda by the collar and pulled him as he jumped, his reflexes and strength amplified by the terror. The beast opened a crater on the ground, but the two were already four meters away, Honda on Jounouchi's shoulder; both out of the flying bricks's range.
The teen was painfully awake now, as tense as a violin string, in that state beyond panic where nothing could jolt him. He wiped the vomit that had stuck in his chin, staring at the fiend with hard hazel eyes; the beast growled at him, enraged, still trying to wipe the vomit out of its face with thin limbs, clumsily.
It was quite taken aback when its prey growled back at him, dropping his companion on the floor with a SHBOFT.
It was definitely surprised when its would-be prey jumped some five meters in the air, raising his arms with the grace of a ballerina, his eyes glowing eerily in the shadows cast by his hair against the light in his hand.
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His hair floating around in the liquid, fluid light, Yuugi stared into the floor ahead. His eyes were hard and, at the same time, foggy, as he concentrated on something far; his body, though, seemed almost completely slumped.
*Jounouchi-kun…*
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Honda lifted his head groggily, blinking through the pain at the nearest source of light he could see. Recognizing Jounouchi's hand and the Puzzle Piece From Hell, he calmed down slightly; still, he wondered why they were still alive in the fir—
Jounouchi disappeared from his point of view, letting him see the beast as it gaped at something above – raising his head, Honda localized his friend as he raised his arms like a killing panther, bending a leg in a hellish dance.
He could only gawk as his lifelong friend directed a kick at the monster, which was so stupefied that could barely step aside to avoid the hit.
It wasn't enough, as a fist came down on its face, making the beast double on its back before the inertia made its feet kick the air. Even before it hit the ground, though, the attacker had already jumped away, yanking his foot out of the little crater without even touching the floor with the other.
Jounouchi swerved on the air and landed on his two feet, the impulse dragging him for some distance, lifting dust; he touched the floor with a hand to keep his balance, the other still holding the shining piece, and stopped after some seconds.
Honda felt something cold creep up his backbone as Jounouchi kept on that position, a cloud of dust fluttering around his feet and hand lazily. Jounouchi's hair fell on his shadowed face and eyes – shimmering eyes that seemed not to be his own…
He was right. The blond looked entirely like a killing panther.
The beast yanked itself out of the floor, leaving an ugly imprint of its upper body, and turned towards his newfound enemy slowly. For seconds that seemed to be an eternity it seemed to measure the pros and cons of attacking the ex-prey, crouched on the floor as if read to jump and tear.
It turned towards Honda and silently pounced, claws poised.
"ORYAAAAAAAAA!!"
It hit Jounouchi on the chest, headfirst.
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Jounouchi inhaled heavily, holding his chest – gosh, how his chest hurt! He'd be lucky if he hadn't broken some ribs. Trying to focus through the black spots on his sight, he blinked, shaking his head. Someone was holding him from behind, keeping him sitting. He looked, the pain in the ribs subsiding.
"Ho… Honda?" he gasped, his eyes widening. "Bu… but you… your back… and blood… and…"
The dark-haired put a hand on his back, grimacing, and brought it back stained in red. "It wasn't that deep, actually," he said, his voice normal, if not a bit shaken. "I'd say the thing wanted to play with us before eating us or whatever it wanted to do."
Jounouchi sat up by himself, looking happier than he had since the beginning of the whole ordeal. "So you're not going away anytime soon, right? And why are you looking at me like that? Where's the thing? When did it hit me?"
He looked around, and Honda blinked at him, slightly surprised.
"You, you mean you don't remember?" Honda gaped at him.
"Well, I managed to avoid the thing and jump away carrying you, then the thing turned to me and growled and… and it pounced on me? I don't remember… where are you looking at?" he turned, seeing the thing get up the floor, slightly dazed, and sway a bit; it then turned its head towards them, its eyes flaring murderously.
"You… you'd better remember it quickly, Jou…" whispered Honda, sweating.
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRROWL!!" both jumped to each side, the claws meant to rip them cutting three deep lines on the mosaic floor. The two looked at each other at that moment, jumping as the creature yanked its claws from the floor—
Two feet connected with each side of its "head", its eyes widening as both teens used the momentum to throw themselves away from its reach. Lifting dust as their feet dragged on the floor, they started running in circles around it, the confused beast trying to follow the movements of both at the same time, uselessly.
What it didn't know was that the two boys were used to face bigger guys; and, while they couldn't always win the fights, there were other things they could do together…
Honda jumped and ran up a wall, till his outstretched hand touched the handle of a torch; stretching the other hand while the momentum lasted, he grabbed another, and then fell back on the floor, on his feet. All this time the beast kept on looking at Jounouchi, that was running from side to side, driving its attention away from Honda; luckily for Honda, and unluckily for the blond boy, he was the only one it considered a threat.
Shooting a glance at Honda, Jounouchi stopped on his tracks, panting. The beast tensed – it assumed its prey had stopped to attack. It prepared its claws…
Someone jumped on his head, and two torches were extinguished into his eyes.
In the moment he opened his jaws to cry, a third one was thrown into his throat. A foot kicked his chest with full-force, a fist punched his face with crushing strength.
"Let's run – Honda!" Jounouchi screamed; he turned away from the beast, still scared but quite smug after shoving a torch into its mouth and hitting it two times. Honda was going to jump down from its head when he sensed a non-spasmic movement from the creature—
"JOUNOUCHI, WATCH O—!!" he couldn't complete his sentence, as the beast jumped after Jounouchi's footsteps, throwing him on the floor in the process.
Honda could only watch as its claws descended on his friend…
…that, with unbelievable luck, tripped and ended up with only six rips on the jacket.
"THE PUZZLE!!" Jounouchi screamed, reaching his hand out to the shining piece; it bounced to the side, away from both boy and beast.
A light bulb suddenly flickered on above Honda's head, and he staggered forward, trying to stand up from the place he had fallen and run at the same time. Jounouchi rolled to the side, avoiding being skewered by the claws, and looked around desperately, trying to localize the missing piece…
Honda grabbed the piece in a jump, rolling on his back, and stopped with a knee on the floor.
"Jounouchi, DUCK!" he screamed as he threw the blinding spot of light and bowed on the floor; the sheer command of his voice was enough to make Jounouchi throw himself on the floor and cover his head with his arms, even though he'd rather know what the heck he was planning—
The piece seemed to explode in light as it hit the monster right on its forehead; both uncovered their heads to see the beast as it seemed to dissolve and transform into dust, inside the beam of light; a piercing and hollow cry filled the air, making it tremble painfully into their eardrums.
Suddenly, it was all over. The piece fell on the floor, bouncing, shimmering as lightly and innocently as it was before, and there was nothing left of the thing that attacked them – not even ashes.
Jounouchi picked the piece with shaking fingers, but it did nothing to him. Standing up slowly, he looked at Honda – that was also standing up –, his eyes questioning.
"I tried holding it before, when you were out," explained the dark-haired. "It almost burned my hand."
He approached Jounouchi. The blond was looking intently at the piece; then he blinked, and started looking around worriedly. Slowly, though, the worry disappeared, and a little smile played on his lips.
"Let's go, Honda," he said, walking with large steps. "Yuugi is around here, somewhere!"
Honda blinked, a bit surprised, but followed him anyway, wincing with each step. The cuts on his back weren't deep, but they were stinging, principally after all the running and sweating; he thought that the earlier they could find everyone, the earlier he could take care of himself. Approaching a wall, they found an opening towards another corridor; the piece seemed to shine more when Jounouchi waved it in front of the tunnel. Without thinking twice, they entered it.
The whole tunnel looked almost like a cave, stalactites and stalagmites all around, getting stuck on Jounouchi's shredded jacket and Honda's bloodied trench coat. Avoiding some of the stalagmites and rocks on the ground, they looked around, noticing that the light from the piece was getting stronger in a much quicker rate…
By the time they arrived at a double stone door, with the Eye of Horus carved on it, the piece was making the sand-colored walls shine as if under daylight; little crystals glittered on the walls, making the place look like a magic cave.
They stopped, almost solemnly, in front of the doors.
"I bet Yuugi is right there!" Jounouchi exclaimed, a gigantic smile plastered on his face.
"Well, if he isn't, I swear I'll drop dead here and now," Honda crossed his arms, looking to the side bitterly. His back was killing him…
Shoving the playfulness aside, both started pushing the heavy doors, light pouring from the cracks; slowly, the cracks got bigger, and bigger, and bigger… and then the doors were opened.
Golden light flowed from inside the room, bathing their bewildered faces and covering the tunnel behind them like a warm blanket.
In the center of the room, a small figure was slouched on its knees, a triangular form blazing a blinding light in front of it. The small figure lifted its head slowly, blond locks fluttering and waving with the movement…
Yuugi's violet eyes locked with theirs. His eyes were hazy and opaque, but, still, he smiled sweetly at them – the same sweetness of always…
Long, thick black eyelashes batted as he blinked, almost as if trying to get sleep out of his eyes; he reached his two hands towards them, weakly, the smile still in his lips…
"Jounouchi-kun…"
His voice echoed eerily on the room; dazed, Jounouchi could only open the hand that held the piece. It was what he was asking for – that piece…
It floated from his hand, hovering towards Yuugi; the triangular shape in front of him seemed to blaze even more. Yuugi gently clasped his hands around the small spot of light that was the piece, and held the shining triangle with a hand…
He clicked the piece into its place.
The whole word seemed to shine a blinding light, as the teens covered their eyes…
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December 16, 2002: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! EVIL CLIFFIE!! THAT'S FOR WINGLEADER SORA JADE, SOULBONDED, ANYA AND THE LIKES!! UPDATE YOUR FICS ALREADY OR I'LL SCREAM!!
The end of the chapter is kinda sloppy, but I wanted to update the fic soon. It's been quite long since a real chapter was out. Anyway, how did the fighting go? Is it too full of breaks? I kinda wanted to do something longer but ran out of ideas, so… oh, and for the impatient ones, next chapter will probably, and I stress PROBABLY, have Yami on it. Also, the Headmaster may finally come out too. It will depend on a number of variables, but it definitely won't take much longer – since the most important requirement, the puzzle, is complete. Oh, and Yami will be a bit different than how he's portrayed in 99% of the fics. Yeah, I kinda plan on making him a bit scarier than in the manga, and also very disturbing; kinda like, uh… say, the vampires on Anne Rice's books. Yeah, a good example. Yami's gonna make Lestat run away barefoot!! WAHAHAHAHA, PH34R M3!!! On the other side, he'll have a nice side, too. So don't worry. Anyway, I had changed the genre to Mystery/Action/Adventure (or Supernatural/Action/Adventure, I don't remember), but I don't know if it works – should I put it back to Mystery/Supernatural? Because, although it's quite an adventure, the main thing here is the weird things happening around them. It's quite a slow fic, actually. You could give an opinion on the reviews.
And, Lily22, could you send me that email already?