Since to popular demand, I've decided to continue this fic. (smiles) it was supposed to be a one-shot at a song fic, but now I actually have a decent and good plot for it! Hurray!
It's not going to be too long, i don't think, No, I doubt it.
And now, I give you Chatper Two!
Chapter Two:
Atemu
We stay in the room, in each other's arms, for the longest night you could possibly imagine. My poor aibou's so cold! Even my own cloak doesn't help him all too much. We talk a bit, quietly, wistfully, almost, about our friends in the future, and how he managed to get here. I can tell that he is exhausted, my poor aibou, that after I feel his own spiked haired head nuzzling my neck for comfort, I gently pick him up and lay him on the bed. The actual bed has a cover and a few sheets, but I don't trust those sheets. They look all too thin for him to sleep peacefully under without catching pnuemonia. So I slip off my own cloak and add it to the layer. Yugi mumbles slightly and his arms makes a subconcious move to reach for me; I quickly grab one of his hands and rub it between my own soothingly.
"Go to sleep, aibou," I say softly. He looks so innocent when he's asleep!
He mumbles something again before smiling and succumbing into sleep.
I slip his hand under the covers and begin to leave.
Yugi
I awake by the sun's rays that are flittering in through the balcony in bright beams. Why is everything so warm now? I'm pratically sweating from all these covers....
Wait a minute. Where's my Other Me?
I mean, Atemu. Where's Atemu?
Atemu sounds so awakward upon my tongue. It makes my Other Me sound so much more foreign,so much more a stranger.
I quickly scramble out of bed and run towards the balcony. Leaning over, I catch a glimpse of him underneathe a tree next to a large pool of water, staring into the horizon with a rather tranquil look on his face. Suddenly another figure appears....he's wearing this long, tall blue hat that almosts brushes against the bottom of my balcony as he comes pass!
Oh my goodness, it's Seto.
Striding over to my Other Me, Seto seems to be rather demanding. I smile at Yami's reaction. He just looks up, gives Seto a rather bored look and smoothly leaves. In fact, just as he's about to enter the palace again, he catches my eye and sends me a thumbs up before entering. Heart leaping, I run out of my room, flying past the doors down the hall, trying to find the Entrance Chamber. I guess I didn't notice the look on Seto's face when I left.
There he is! My Other Me, waving to me, and running to me. He looks a lot less dramatic and a lot more childish without his leather and without his cloak. His arms are bare except for the golden bracelets binding his forearms, and the single bracelet on his upper forearm. His skirt is so short that's it's about one or two inches higher than his knees, though in the middle there's a much longer strip of cloth dangling fashionably. Seriously, he looks a lot more approachable without his cloak, or his leathers.
I think he misses his leather, actually, because his eyes keeps on lingering on my own in awe when we hug again.
"Good morning, aibou," he says, his low voice muffled because I have buried my face into his chest. "Good sleep?"
"Yes, Yami," I reply, finally breaking the embrace. "I'm so happy to see you again!"
Actually, now that I'm standing right in front of him, I have no idea what we're going to do. I've come back, I've seen him, we've talked about our friends and how we missed each other...
...now what?
Do I stay here forever, close to him, or do I go back, where I belong?
Yami seems to understand me (like he always does) and snakes an arm around my shoulders, guiding me towards another chamber.
"Breakfast first, Hikari," he laughs, gesturing to the long table, aligned with gold platters and gold goblets. "One cannot think on an empty stomach." He suddenly stops when an advisor tsks at him behind his back; he blinks confusedly and almost jumps. He suddenly runs back to my chamber, and when he arrives back, he's wearing his cloak again, all dignified and noble, though he looks slightly annoyed that he has to run and be so uptight about just a cloak.
There's something different about Yami now that he's here. He seems to smile a lot more, he seems less serious, and his eyes aren't as narrow anymore. It's like he changed slightly when he got his memories back. I'm used to having Yami smile only at me and smile very rarely...here, he seems to have either a small smirk or a small smile wherever he goes, unless there really is a serious situation. I wonder why this is so?
Oh well, it matters not. I like him all the way.
He presses me into a chair next to his own (a throne at the end of the long table...he seems to frown slightly in annoyance at how his throne seems to be fare more extravagant than the other chairs surrounding the table), and claps his hands.
Okay, so he's gotten used to being Pharaoh. That's cute.
Atemu
I'm still not used to being Pharaoh.
I clap my hands to order that my Priests may accompany me in my period of fasting. To me, this seems utterly ridiculous why on earth I'd have to clap my hands to let everyone acknowledge that they can eat with me...eating is eating, why don't we all have a family gathering?
I suspect that this is not one of the things that I've only pondered when I came back from the future. I sense that I've thought clapping hands was ludicrous ever since I was a small child, because this annoyance never seems to go away.
On a much brighter note, Yugi still calls me Yami! That sounds so new, so different, after being addressed only "Pharaoh" for what...? I've lost count. After all, even in the future I was often called "Pharaoh" too, but then I never had properly registered its true meaning. "Pharaoh" means that everyone obeys your command, that you must always do one small sign to acknowledge everything.
Seto would love to be where I am, doesn't he? Ah well, too bad for him. Being Pharoah is one of the things I remember when I was young I used to mock him for. He used to seem thoroughly irritated that I always beat him at everything, even though I'm like what, three years younger than he is? Imagine his fury when a three year old can beat him at a six year old strategic game. Embarassing for him, amusing for me.
Sometimes I still have this "Yami" part of me, the one that has gotten so used to brooding that I've almost forgotten how to truly have fun. In the future I've always duelled for the competition because that's what everyone challenged me for...I can't remember the one time I acutally duelled for the fun of it. Whereas here, when I'm walking in the streets as Pharaoh, kids would run up to me and ask me the honor of bestowing them a challenge. It seems a lot more relaxing just to duel for fun.
And yet there's that "Yami" in me, that might even seem to blink in surprise, that might even recoil at my mischevious nature.
I've gathered that me, as Atemu, is a much more mischevious and fun-loving nature. That seems so much as a surprise now that I compare myself with "Yami", who never seems to smile and always seem to brood. I would remember how I'd talk to Seto Kaiba, and how'd I'd lecture on and on about the Heart of the Cards.
While I still believe in those things, I certainly like my fun-loving nature much more. Life seems to be more enjoyable as pharaoh when you can relive memories of watching Seto recieve a mud splat on the head from a trap I used to specialize in from the ceiling.
I wonder if Yugi would like this side of me?
Ah, finally, my Priests have entered. Seto gives Yugi a dark, accusing look that I address to Seto with. Isis seems to literally want to ignore Yugi, though she acknowledges his presence with a nod. Of course, my sweet innocent aibou simply smiles back and waves happily...in no time at all, he's won all the hearts of the rest of the Priests. Mahaado especially.
We all dine together....I feel empathetic towards Yugi. I think both of us are the only ones who really long for some rice and a small bowl of wasabi to dip in.
All the same, roasted quail eggs and roasted quail in general for breakfast is rather enticing. Yugi's appetite seems to have grown since I last saw him. I think Ryou's been too much of an influence on him. I'm glad he has a high metabolism.
He refused the goblet of wine Mahaado offered; I asked for more.
Hmn. I think Bakura's been too much of an influence on me now.
Yugi
YUM!! I never thought Egyptian food was so good! What was this again?
Quail?
Er...okay. I'll keep in mind never to ask what I'm eating before I eat it, since I might miss out on something. You know what? Let's not even ask at all!
Mahaado is so fun to talk too! So this was how the Dark Magician was like in Ancient Egypt. He seems very serious though, a bit too serious. He's not Seto Kaiba-ish serious, but I think he attempts to be. At least he's not cold. He and Yami give each other fond looks once in a while, since I think it was Mahaado who almost brought Atemu up, second only to Shimon.
Heehee! Shimon is so funny too! He's a lot more serious than Grandpa; Grandpa is always a very excited person, especially when he gets around girls. (At this thought, I can feel a sweat drop trailing down my face! I certainly hope MY nose won't bleed anytime I talk to a girl!) Shimon seems to be almost literally blank when he talks to me; he seems to get a bit confused between Atemu and me. And with a cloth in front of his mouth to cover more of his face, his eyes seem far more blank than normal.
Yami really is a lot more fun-loving here in Egypt. After breakfast, he leans against the throne casually, looking very bored. I can't help but giggle. He gives me a wink; Seto gives me a glare.
Soon enough Yami excuses himself; as he walks past he brushes my shoulder pointedly, asking me to join. I quickly say my thanks and follow him out.
He leads me to the garden, where we talk a bit while admiring the many exotic flowers.
"What do you plan to do now, aibou?" he asks, stopping to sniff a large orange tiger lily.
I shift uneasily, since I really don't know either.
"I don't know," I say. "All I wanted to do was to see you again, Yami."
"You need to have a plan in life, aibou," he replies, giving the tiger lily a cynical look before moving on. "May I make a suggestion, if you have no other plans currently?"
"Sure," I say, squating next to a pond, admiring the white floating buds.
He squats down next to me, streaking a finger through the water, making clean ripples.
"What I think," he starts, "is perhaps you make yourself at home here first. Do you know how to get back to the future?"
"No," I admitted. Now that I think about it, why had I not think of that? How am I going to go home now?
"Alright then," says Yami, now serious. He reminds me now of the Yami I knew during Battle City. "Perhaps when I am doing my duties--" (he frowns here) "--perhaps you and Mana can try to find a way to open the gateway into the future. I know that you would like to stay here, aibou, but just in case if that is not possible, you will have to go back."
I gape at him for a long time.
"What do you mean, go back?" I ask. "I wanted to come back to see you again, Yami!"
"I know," he says calmly. "To see me, yes, but do you really think that you can stay here forever, Yugi?"
I blink.
"I want to stay here, Yami," I say softly. "I've missed you too much to go back."
He looks very sad as he gets back up. I get up too.
"I want to stay here with YOU, Yami," I said. I quickly lapse myself onto him, burying my face into his shoulder. "I don't want to be in a place where you're not there. Surely YOU want me here too, Yami?"
Yami was silent for a moment, but when he replies, I can almost hear his voice waver slightly.
"Of course I do," he whispers softly in my ear. "Of course I want you here with me, Yugi."
"Then why can't I?" I ask, just as distantly.
Even Yami seems to unable to answer that one.
We quickly got back on the subject on my plans here. As Pharaoh, he was very busy ( he looks even more like a child as he rolls his eyes and slightly pouts...whoever said I was the one that was childish?) so I would hang out with Mana until he could escape from his duties. We'd talk, he'd show me around Egypt, and we'd celebrate soon with a large party. He shrugs when I ask him why a party.
"It's almost traditional here," he explains. "When someone is a noble guest on our country, we celebrate."
"I can't wait!" I say, beaming. He gives me one of those rare smiles.
"I'll try to escape from my duties as soon as possible," he whispers, winking. After he leaves, I notice that he had stuck an orange tiger lily in my hair.
I meet Mana soon after that. She's so fun too! She keeps on bouncing around, her moods always ranging from hyper to tempermental. She seems as though she's never sad.
She teaches me the Shadow Magic that she's been training with, though I don't think we should've, judging by the huge hole we've made in the wall.
After she shows off her magic, Mana grabs my hand and we head to the sea. I'm not so sure about the desert waters here, but she plunges in, her skirts soaking. I myself am just wearing my leathers, and if they're soaked then they'll surely drag me down into the depths of the sea. Mana produces some sort of linen dress for me (she says it's actually for males) and I change behind a bush.
After that, I also run into the sea. The water is so cool here, just the right temperature. I like the foam too. The foam makes everything much more comfortable.
Atemu
I wonder where my aibou has gone?
I'm sorry. I can't help but think such things when I'm sitting in front of my throne all day, discussing wtih subjects, (LISTENING to subjects), discussing war tatics for a future invasion (THAT at least is a little more interesting, though sadly, it's so long. It's not a quick and fast game like Duel Monsters), and finding ways to protect the country other than means of the Millennium Items.
The only thing at all today that might be fun concerning royal duties is combat training. Not only do I have to learn physical combat training (the first tiime I tried since I came back I was so shocked that I could handle a sword so gracefully I nearly dropped it on Seto's head...now that I think about it, maybe I should have.No no,that'd be stupid and impratical. Seto may be a pain, but he has his strengths). Physical combat includes the martial arts, sword fighting, and archery. Sword fighting upon horseback seems most challenging though. I like archery, though it's not my favourite.
After combat training would come finally, Ka trainng. Duel Monsters! Yes!
Shimon seems to notice that I'm drifiting off again...at least he tells me that I'm improving on my "ADDs". Attention Deficiency Disorder used to be a huge issue for me when I was young. At least now I pay attention.
I seriously think that losing my memories has made the most impact on me. Since I could not act the way I am when I was in the future ( that sounds so grammatically wrong, by the way) there was no other attitude I could adapt except seriousness. Now that seriousness would kick in at the most surprising times, even Shimon admits it. Karim likes to joke about it. When I'm finally a bit more...er..."Yami-ish", behind Seto's back, he feigns shockness and pretends to faint. Of course, that huge grin of his is wiped away soon after I challenge him to a duel, though he and I are both very good competitors. He just...never smiles when he duels. I think it's because he's trying to live up to his father's skill.
I should be paying attention, but this is utterly boring! Gods this is insane! I think Shimon would've rathered me acutally permenantly forgotten my memories if I really was that much of a brooding idiot. He gives me a look as I shift around in my throne.
I'm sorry. I'm a seventeen year old boy...man...give me a break. I want to see my aibou and I can't wait until that happens!
Finally. War tatics are ended. I hardly contribute in such a discussion any longer. There is no one that threatens the throne anymore.
Got confused with the present and past tenses..forgive me. Can you guys also mention in your reviews whether or not you want this in past or present tense? Thankies!!
Merry Christmas. Please don't expect too much reviews in the future though!
