Through the Mirror - Chapter Five
Well, well, so many people demanded the next chapter, so I wrote it. Here it is.
Disclaimer: The girl over there doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! The boy beside her doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh! The group of teenagers at the corner doesn't own Yu- Gi-Oh! You don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! In fact, most people don't. Count me in. T.T
Word explanations:
Biaw – mine (Egyptian) Sorry for not making it clear in the previous chapter.
"..." normal speaking
--...-- Yami speaking to Yugi through the mind-link.
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Reminder:
"Biaw!", he spat, cradling Yugi and glaring at her like a lion in a trap, ready to claw out the eyes of his captor.
--Nasty woman. Thinks she can steal my precious aibou. Nasty, nasty indeed. Can't let her live. Never let her live...--
"Yami...?"
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--She will fall into the shadows. They will take her with them for eternity.--
"Yami, don't kill her!" Yugi cried out panicking, clutching Yami's arms and trying to lock eyes with him frantically. Yami's glare was fixed onto the woman though and the air seemed to charge with electricity around them.
"No, don't!!" Yugi paled, watching Yami stretch out a hand, his palm facing the teacher.
--She deserves to die.--
And the angry energy broke lose, making the room light up in a strange light, flickering too bright for a moment, causing Yugi to let go of Yami's arms and cover his eyes as it blinded him. The deafening scream of the dying woman filled his ears, making the disbelief and shock in him break away and giving way to roaring fear. He began to struggle, pulling at the arm still surrounding him and trying to get away somehow. Yami was a murderer. He had killed another human being without any real reason. Or even hesitation. That wasn't right. He was dangerous.
"Let go!" he cried, his voice sounding terrified. He kicked and shoved but instead of making Yami release his grip, it tightened, now the second arm slipping around him to press him back against the warm body.
--Yugi.--
"No! No!!" Giving up the hopeless fight, Yugi collapsed into the steady arms, wondering in panic what Yami would do to him now. He had seen him killing the woman. He couldn't let him live with that knowledge, could he? Swallowing a sob, he bit onto his lower lip. If he had known that something like that would happen...
"What's that?"
Yugi sensed Yami tensing, his body growing stiff. He looked up and saw the whole class standing at the door and gawking at them. As they saw the teacher lying on the floor, a few girls screamed out and they backed away fearfully, eyes on Yami all the time as if they instantly knew it had been his doing.
"She's dead." a boy, who had kneeled down beside her, said, his voice faint with shock while he searched for a pulse or breathing.
"Dead?!" Even more screaming resounded from the pupils around. Yugi started struggling again, his sight in a blur with the tears streaming down his face.
--Yugi?--
"Let go of me! Let go!!" Finally the arms weakened their grip and he stumbled away from his look-alike. He had known before, that Yami was dangerous, hadn't he? The crimson eyes, so deep a red that they looked like blood. The aura of ruthlessness. Dangerous indeed.
Yugi gazed at Yami for a moment through the blur, his mind in a haze. Yami just stood there, no regret in his eyes.
"She's dead." Yugi said slowly. His other didn't flinch, just tilted his head to the side in obvious confusion.
--Yes, she is.-- he said matter of factly. Again no regret. Yugi felt sick all of the sudden. He bolted, no longer able to take the atmosphere of panic with Yami standing in the middle of it, aware of the fact that he had ended the life of an innocent and not caring a bit.
--Yugi!!--
The other boy was in front of him in an instant, opening his arms and catching him easily.
"No!" Yugi tried to back away but the arms were around him already, holding him with a strength that screamed desperation and made his back hurt.
--Do not run away.-- Yami whispered into his mind, ignoring the people around them, now quietly staring at them both.
"He wants to kidnap Yugi!" one of them cried out and that was the moment they tried to get to the one who had killed their teacher. They grabbed them both, trying to pry them apart.
--NO!! You can't have him! He's mine! MINE!--
"Hold on, Yugi!" the voices echoed each other, arms pulling at him, others clawing at Yami.
"Don't kill them." Yugi sobbed, now crying freely. "Please don't kill them..."
Suddenly the pulling arms let go, the boys and girls around them being pushed forcefully against the walls around them by some invisibly power. Shocked silence followed, nobody brave enough to move or to try to free Yugi again. Only a few sniffles of hurt teens could be heard and a few fearful whimpers of those, who Yami passed by on his way out.
Silently they watched as the stranger, who looked like Yugi, took their crying classmate away in his arms.
Then sirens could be heard outside faintly, slowly growing louder.
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--Yugi, please stop crying.--
Yugi couldn't hold back the sobs, which worked their way through his throat. And frankly he didn't want to. His teacher had died in front of his eyes, wasn't that a reason to cry? He could have stopped Yami. It was his fault that Yami had been there at all. The woman had died because HE had taken Yami to school.
--It's not your fault.-- Yami's voice resounded in his mind, making him shiver. I did it, not you.
"Stop reading my thoughts." he whispered, turning slightly in Yami's arms. They were in his bedroom now, Yami sitting on his bed and holding him. Never had he let go for a moment, seemingly fearing that he would try to run away again. He was right. Yugi would have run, even while knowing that there was no way to get away from him. Long since had he stopped to tell his look-alike to let him be and go to where he had come from. Not once had Yami responded to his requests.
"Why don't you regret it?" Yugi shook his head, trying to understand Yami's way of thinking.
--I already told you. She deserved to die for intending to take you away from me.--
Yugi would have jumped to his feet in anger, weren't it for the arms holding him down. Their grip was unwaveringly strong.
"How vain you are to think you have the right to judge the lives of other people!" Yugi spat out.
--But I have. She wanted to take you away from me!--
"And that's giving you the right to -kill- her?!" Yugi looked up into the crimson eyes with repulsion. "Do you think you own me or something?"
--Yes, I do.-- Yami's voice sounded certain, so sure of what he was saying. Yugi swallowed. --You are mine.--
"Who... who do you think you are?" The tears had faded away, leaving only the taste of fear and shock behind. "You don't own me! No human being can own another!"
--You are mine.-- was Yami's only response before he was pressed even closer to his body, now sitting on his lap. Yugi noticed that he smelled strangely like cinnamon and something spicy and tasty. What an intoxicating experience. He loved cinnamon.
"Why do you think I'm yours?" he asked desperately, struggling to gain back the distance between their bodies. These nearness was making it difficult for him to concentrate.
--You solved the puzzle.-- Yami's arms wandered over his back, rubbing the tensed muscles there. --I sensed that. So I chose you.--
"Sensed? Chose?" Yugi was confused. He tried to move away from the hands on his back but ended in only pushing himself further against the body. He was trapped.
--Where I come from I am the keeper of the Millennium Puzzle and that's how I sensed a connection to your dimension. I came to visit the one able to hold the powers of a Millennium Item.--
"But that doesn't explain why you 'chose' me as you like to put it." Yugi's breath hitched as he sensed Yami's finger curling at the rim of his shirt and lightly touching the skin over the waistband.
--I am the pharaoh and don't have to have any reasons for anything.-- Yami's fingers finally slipped under the shirt his nails scraping over the skin a little. Yugi pressed himself into the body, trying to get away from the hand, failing and instead making it even worse. He was sure Yami did that on purpose. Shivers ran up and down his spine, his every hair on his arms standing on end. How could so little touch have such influence on him?
Then he realised what Yami had said.
"Pharaoh?!" he gasped, remembering what his grandfather had told him.
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"You know, this necklace came from Egypt and once belonged to a great pharaoh, who lived three thousand years ago. They found it in the tomb of one of his relatives, surrounded by old scripts in an Egyptian language nobody could read. They said that it had to be the language of the priests, of the highest persons of Egypt and, of course, of the pharaoh himself. This eye..." He pointed at the front of the puzzle. "...is the Eye of Horus. It is a sign of great power, a sign of the gods. You should never underestimate the power of this item, Yugi. It can be dangerous when in the hands of the wrong person. You know how powerful the old Egyptians were, don't you?"
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Oh, how he knew now! If he just had asked Yami earlier where he came from! Then he could have prevented the murder. Then his teacher would be alive and everything okay. What was supposed to happen now? Everybody thought he was kidnapped – and he sort of was. But it was different, wasn't it? Hi didn't know... he didn't know anything right now.
--Stop blaming yourself. People are dying everyday. I decided to kill her and there was nothing you could have done about it.--
"Stop reading my mind already!!" Yugi screamed. "And you can't just decide to kill someone because they annoy you!"
--Why not?-- Yami growled. --If they disrespect and disobey the pharaoh! I made it clear enough that she wasn't allowed to touch you.--
"Here you aren't the pharaoh!" Yugi tried to lean back and look Yami in the eyes but found it impossible to do so. The grip on him was too strong. He sighed and gave up the fight, letting himself sink against the soft, inviting body.
--I won't kill again if you don't want me to.--
"It scares me that you have the wish to do so." Yugi shivered. "You are remorseless. What if you want to kill -me- some moment in time? I can't defend myself."
--I don't kill people all the time, so don't get me wrong. I would never kill you.--
"No?" Yugi asked ironically. "I just saw you kill someone, so how would I know? Anyway, someone is going to judge you for killing the woman. It was a murder."
--Didn't you tell me minutes ago nobody has the right to judge another one's life?-- Yami asked, his hands slipping from under the shirt and wandering lower, until they lay flatly on his bottom. Yugi bit onto his lip to hold back the sound that wanted to make itself be heard but as the hands suddenly squeezed something shot through his body like a jolt and he couldn't stop the throaty moan and the flush that spread over his cheeks.
"No." He grasped Yami's arms ashamedly and pulled at them. "Stop that."
The pharaoh obliged and released the soft flesh, his hands roaming back upwards. Yugi sighed and relaxed a little bit again. Why did it feel so good to be in Yami's arms? He couldn't quite understand it. How could it feel good to be embraced by a murderer? He forced his mind back to the question Yami had asked before. He would think of his illogic feelings later.
"To answer your question, we have a system that punishes a murder like that. Isn't that what you did in your country? Punishing people who had gone against the law?"
--Yes, exactly, little one.-- Yugi could feel Yami nod slowly. --But don't worry, they won't find me and you will be out of trouble. I erased their memories of the whole thing. Nobody will know and you will tell them that you were just sick and stayed at home.--
"You did what?!"
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To Be Continued...
Well, that's it for now. So the teacher died. I had planned it before but was surprised that you all wanted her to die. Was that meant seriously?
And don't worry. Yami and Yugi will get along again soon. But imagine you were in Yugi's position. I think Yugi is a person who can get over such a thing relatively quick. In the manga he heard about a lot of people dying (by Yami's hands but that he didn't know), while he somehow was involved, and he didn't have that big of a problem with it. So, at some point he will get over this here. But not now. Muahaha
And tell me errors in my spelling, please.
Review Responses:
Yana5: Well, like I said, I killed her. Hehe, are your happy now? But I didn't hate her. She was a little bit annoying but that was it. Why did you hate her? O.o Thank you for the reviews.
Sansi: Okay, vielleicht war es etwas übertrieben, gleich die Shadows zu rufen, aber ich dachte nur... snif... nun... heul... Nein, mal Scherz beiseite. Yami ist zwar bei mir völlig OOC, aber das war auch so beabsichtigt. Er wird sich erst später etwas ändern. Vielleicht ist er aber doch nicht OOC... wenn ich an die ersten Bände des Manga denke. Da hatte er auch keine Skrupel, andere Leute umzubringen. Na zumindest die posessiveness ist OOC. Well, thank you for the review. You made me think about a few things. And I'm sure you learn how to call the Shadows somedays, muahaha. Make Yami teach you
Cheria: I hope the question about the 'Biaw' is now clear. The word is so normal to me by now that I just expected everybody to know. Sorry for that. If you ever have any question, just ask again. Thank your for the review.
Ril: There another one who wanted the teacher dead! Ha, there you are! She is as dead as a dead teacher... er... Thank you for the reviews.
Strega: Hey, thank you for the link! Now it worked! It's really naughty and inspiring. Weeh, you said that Yami would never let Yugi be 'dragged away by some screaming woman' like you said. I love that line! Because if you look at the whole thing from Yami's POV, you realise that the teacher is really just 'some screaming woman' to him. He doesn't even understand what she says. I laughed my head off at that thought! Thank you for the reviews!
Pharaohs Angel aka Yami Tangela: Hey, you changed your nick, didn't you? Well, I'm glad you liked the last chapter. I hope you like this one, too. Thank you for the reviews.
Hakiri-Nefertiri: You were waiting for me to update a long time, weren't you? I'm looking very ashamed right now. If it weren't for your reviews demanding the next chapter, it would have taken me even longer :) And you wanted the teacher to die, too? Or did you expect it? Thank you for the many reviews.
SilverWing147: You grinned? (points at SilverWing accusingly) You enjoyed the teacher dying!! (grins) Little joke. It's just that everybody wanted her to die. Well, I'm very, very glad you liked it. (huggles SilverWing)
Kitty neko: Well... I updated now. Not soon, but I did. Thank you for the review.
Yume Takato: Yes, Yami was very psychotic. And you want more? Today you got more. But now the lazy authoress has to take rest =) Sorry for making you wait all the time. Thank you for the reviews.
SoulDreamer: Well, I did end my chapter at that point. I love cliffies. They make everybody scream at me angrily, heh. Thank you for the review
rf: Another one who wanted the teacher dead. I can't count them (laughs) Jounouchi is really a poor one, isn't he? I have to make him feel better soon, I think. Yeah, and I have to agree again. Yami und Yugi are really cute together!! (squeals) And thank you for the review!
Sarah Harvey: Wow, one person who hoped for Yami to behave (pats Sarah on the shoulder) You are the only one, I think. Thank you for that – and for the review.
TJ: You don't... I correct myself -didn't- like the teacher? Why? (looks oblivious) Well, who liked the teacher? (looks around... nobody raises hand) Thank you for the review.
Rikainiel: Okay, here you are. She is dead. Did I still your blood thirst now? And I updated (stares at her hand in disbelief) I did it... I DID IT!! YAY!!... Er... Thank you for the review.
Connor Wolf: Why, thank you for praising my English. I don't know if I have a good English sense, I just learn from other great authors (grins). I think if I had English as my native language, my writing would be much better, because I love to write either language – English and German. There are big differences between English and German though. I realised that in English language you can give a text its message with much fewer words. That's why I like the language this much and that's why I'm determined to get better in using it. Well, this story is your favourite? I don't know why, but most people like this one best. I haven't figured out by now, why this is so. Thank you for the review!