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A/N: Gomen about the long update, I sort of lost my train-of-thought after the last chapter. For those who don't know, Yami Yugi was pretty much as psychotic as the other yamis, maybe even more so, in Season 0 (a.k.a. the undubbed-because-of-violence first season). Please read and review !
Entry 11
Mystical butterflies dancing
White walls dripping with luminescent colours, flowing, oozing, falling warm and friendly colours. Happy colours, smiling colours, inviting colours drawing in the senses, whirling the mind. Pleasurable nostalgic memories sooth the soul and caress the uneasy psyche in steady waves of motion. Mindless joy swirl, surround, embrace the body breathing warmth, life and love into the heart.
Saccharine, tender scents of blooming flowers tickle delicately at the nose. Sweet like the first drop of honey from the pot and sound like a tiny, slumbering infant. Sneeze once, twice and giggle softly. Dancing and soaring in brilliant patterns, they encourage the innocent gesture. Such a tease. Anything to satisfy such dainty little things. No allergies here, just a greeting in their secret language.
An invitation
So lift and let lifted. All invisible restraints and bonds to unspoken laws fade away, overpowered by that of the foreign element. Twist, turn, breathe and slowly adjust to the frothiness before leaving behind all logic and taking flight. So hallow, like a hot-air balloon and untouchable like the misty clouds in the sky. Take in a fresh and pure breath of air and follow the leader past the limitations of this pallid prison and across the threshold into the welcoming arms of freedom. Beyond secluding walls, the fields stretch further than the eyes and even further. Trees, green with never ending life tower high up into the heavens. Birds radiating liberty and might ignite passion through streaks in the sky. This is their world.
Gently caress the peaceful creatures with a loving touch and watch their kisses reply. They are so familiar with this utopia. A land of fairy-tales. Wispy words like stray strands of hair. Elysian. They are a part of this place. The secretive home of the dainty, mystical ones. The name graces their lips like a butterfly kiss. Elysian. A heart. A home. A life. An eternity.
Soulful creatures of light graze serenely in the pastures unafraid and unbound by fear and uncertainty, no shields or defences to veil their fragile splendour. Bursts of life spring out in the form of snow-white wings ready to embrace the limitless sky. Gold, silver, and periwinkle adorn and highlight fine features on these canvases of artwork. So alien to the known world of physics and law but naturally occurring and existing in this place free of the curse of 'reality.' The known here is unknown. The unknown does not exist. Existence is the essence of a dream. Existence is merely a dream?
Dreams can be tested and pushed to their limits. Push and heaved far across the line back into the realm of reality where dreams are proven to be nothing more than illusions, figments of minds seeking for an escape. Where does the line stand? Which side is the true reality? One point of view sees black while the other insists on white. Give a pinch and feel the stinging pain of reality pulling away the world of illusions. Watch the creatures frown and cry out in discomfort along with the uninvited pain of the flesh. They run, scream, hide from the unpleasant gesture and seek to remove the source.
Rejected
Like a poor host they hurry to be rid what displeases them. Forced to leave in peace and never return. The calming gentle atmosphere suddenly becomes unbearable, it chokes, and strangles, grasps and pushes. The hollowness slowly fills, warm air turning cold and adding on weight. More and more weight. The sensation of being airborne slowly dissipates, leaving gravity to take its place. More weight. Freezing cold air lacing every bone, gnawing at the flesh. Falling, falling. Nothing but falling.
Fear grips with an unrelenting hold as the dissention quickens. Falling out of the unknown world, through the puffs of soft, delicate clouds and through the roof back onto the bed. The white bed. The white hospital bed. The room is slowly spinning, a blur of pure white surroundings. Nothing but quietness as the room slows to a stop. To the right of the bed is tube leading up to a monitoring machine.
Then it hit me.
I'm on morphine.
And a heavy dose at that.
How did I know? Well when most people come out of dreams where they are falling, they end up eyes wide open, drenched in a cold sweat and slightly freaked out of their minds. Sometimes finding themselves on the floor, or screaming. I'm just....smiling. And smiling still despite the fact that I have no idea why I'm lying helplessly on a hospital bed, all alone and unable to move.
Hehe, the flower pot by my window is very pretty.
I should feel blessed. Although my neck is in a brace and my right leg is in a cast that's suspended from the ceiling, my arms seem to be fine. There is a lot one can you with his hands. Write, eat, flip pages of a books, draw, paint, sew, cook, change the channel, type, lift things, play finger fillet, and so on and so and so on. Without hands, life itself would seem to be more difficult. I love my hands.
Also, my treasure is with me. Hehe, I guess after having it for so long, it sort of grew on me so, well, I started taking it with me everywhere. School, the park, the arcade, the mall, everywhere! Sure people on the streets sometimes gave me strange looks but maybe it's because they think it looks nice. I don't know what I'd do without my precious treasure. It's just so...... great!
Come to think of it, everything here is great! The room feels so safe and warm, and I bed is so comfortable, and I have this nice perky, blissful feeling inside I can't explain, what's there to be gloomy about? Hmm, where did all the colours from my dream go? They were dripping from the walls a minute ago. All well, I like white, it's a very nice...... colour?
"Hello there! So, how are we doing?"
"Oh hi!"
A woman with a nametag that says "Yuki" clipped on her front pocket walks in holding a clipboard and wearing a big, bright smile on her face. It just makes you smile sometimes to see a happy person, not that I'm not smiling already.
"My name is Yuki Tadashi and I'll be your nurse for the next couple of days," she shakes my hand, "How are you feeling dear?"
"Good!" there's that smile again
"Does it hurt anywhere, darling?"
"Not really."
"Alright then," her smile disappears a little, "Do you remember what happened?"
"Remember?" come to think of it, I guess I don't. I just woke up and was.... here.
She scribbled something on the clipboard, "Do you remember where you are, your name, age, address, the name of your school?"
"Yeah of course," what a silly question, I know my name, it's –
"What's the last thing you remember?" hmm, I wonder how she can talk and write so much at the same time
"I, uh, let me see, well I was picking up some groceries for omaasan and then, and then, uh, I woke up here?" well that didn't make much sense now did it. Maybe I should be afraid? "Sorry, I don't really know."
"That's perfectly alright, there's nothing to be afraid of, alright?" she places a hand on my shoulder, "Everything will be just fine, you'll just have to stay a few days for examination and then you're free to go. There is nothing to be afraid of, that machine over there," she gestured to the monitor, "Is just filtering some serum into your body and monitoring your vitals."
"I'm not really that scared and I know what that machine does– "
"You're very brave to be here all by yourself like this," she ruffled my hair a bit, which I didn't like very much, "Don't worry, your parents, ah er, guardians will be here soon alright?" she chirped, I nodded, "That's a good boy."
"Ah huh," she's starting to irritate me
"You know, I have a boy about your age, maybe he can come here an keep you company some time."
"That'd be.... nice, thanks."
I think the morphine is starting to wear off.
"Alrighty then, guess you must be pretty hungry by now, I'll just get you something to eat, is that okay?" she's looking at me and smiling as if I'm some sort of five-year-old,
"Sure, thank you." I'm famished and I didn't even realise it, wonder how long it's been since I've eaten.
Before I knew it, she saunters off with slight hints of a bounce in her step. Are nurses allowed to be 'on' things during their shifts or is she naturally like that? Maybe she'd grown addicted to morphine and abuses the stuff like others do with drugs and alcohol. I mean if the people who work in ice cream parlours are allowed to test (and by test I mean gorge themselves) the products, maybe it works the same way here in hospitals as well.
Man, she uses the word 'alright' way too many times.
That's just not normal.
She's too overly-happy to be a nurse.
Ack, how did I get here?
Why does everything ache so much?
I feel so... lonely all of a sudden.
My head hurts; maybe a need another dose of that fairy drug.
/I refuse to let you have anymore of that, that...... poison, hikari/
"You're here? How long have you been here?"
/I'm always aware of what's happening to you, which is why I....../
"What?"
/Uh, ahem...that 'morphine' as you referred to it made you act strangely/ he said rather matter-of-factly, I think he even folded his arms as he said that
"It's supposed to do that."
/Who would inject such an unseemly product into another's body?/
"It's supposed to be a good thing." Even I'm starting to doubt that.
My yami, which is now what I regularity refer to him as, scoffed /I doubt it/
"Well how would you know how it works, you're from a time when no one's even heard of the toilet!"
I think he was glaring at me at that point.
/So what does this liquid do?/ He gave in
"It makes you forget about you pain and worries, especially when you wake up and suddenly realise you're in the hospital with a cast on your leg and a brace on your neck without knowing how they got there or how you got here. How about dealing with an annoying nurse who worried more about what this machine does and calling me 'darling' than telling me what the hell happened. Even you seem like you're hiding something." I was venting and it felt good
/Hikari........./
"WHAT?"
/You honesty forgot what happened?/ he asked more gently now, strange.
"Yes! I've been repeating that several times now, I thought you were supposed to know everything that happens to me, which by the way is really creepy."
"Oh no, don't tell me you had something to do with this," I held my head, trying to settle an impending headache, "Please don't tell me you killed someone else, anything but that."
/No.../
"No, but you sent him to the 'shadow realm' right? And it is technically different because their souls get, blah, blah, blah and blah, blah, blah eternity of wandering forever."
He chuckled
"What's so funny?"
/And I quote, "Their souls get blah, blah, blah and blah, blah, blah/
"Grr.." I really wasn't in the mood for this.
"Oh my poor, sweet, innocent darling! This was all my fault, I am soooo sorry!"
Before I could snap out of my mental conversation, a frightened, teary-eyed omaasan came rushing through the door, immediately enveloping me in a tight embrace and showering kisses on my head. Sofu followed slowly behind her, worry evident in his aged countenance.
"I'm okay, omaasan, you don't have to worry about me." I wrapped my arms around her and gently caressed her back. Maybe it's because of her gentleness or something, but it's so hard to get angry omaasan.
"Are you sure?" she asked, looking at me sadly
"Yeah, I'm fine." I leaned down and kissed her lightly on the cheek, whipping a way a stray tear.
"I was so afraid of losing you when I heard the news," she buried her head in my chest, once again beginning to sob.
"What news?" I was dying to know and no one would tell me
"They said, they said you were – "She immediately stopped when a wrinkly hand was placed on her shoulder, Sofu shook his head, "Remember what the doctor said, wait until he is released."
Omaasan stood up and nodded, wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye. I was so close, so close and still nothing. How bad could it possibly be that they couldn't tell me while I'm in the hospital and I had to wait to get out of the hospital to find out? And what did she mean by being so afraid of losing me?
"So," Sofu interrupted, "I heard that you are free to go in a few days."
"Yeah." no use in arguing with him, I guess.
Omaasan, who was grabbing a new tissue every few seconds was still having trouble calming down. Sofu glanced at her uneasily but tried to ignore it.
"We brought you a gameboy," he handed me the navy blue device, "Hopefully that'll help pass the time."
"Thank you." I felt so depressed, and they didn't even care. At least it looked that way.
"We should go now, let the boy rest for awhile, he needs it." Sofu took her by the arm and led her slowly towards the door, "I'm glad to see you are well, don't worry we will return tomorrow." Omaasan reluctantly followed him, sniffling all the way out.
Why do I get the feeling they're avoiding me.
/I suggest you do what he says/
"Was it that bad?"
/No....../
"I mean compared to what I'm used to, not what you're used to."
"You did have a hand in this didn't you?"
/I....../
"And it's not about the shadow realm thing because you wouldn't be so illusive if it was."
/Just rest, you're hurt/
"So what did you do?"
Silence
Hmm........
End Entry
Replies:
Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: Yup, the yami's here now but it's going to be even harder for me to keep this secretive because all three yamis have such different personalities. I might have to mess it up a bit and make him a tad out of character. Thanks for the review!
Fushicho Hime: Hehe, I like writing this way, it's pretty easy actually. The only hard part is getting inside another person's head and writing down his thoughts. And that's what this basically is, writing down a person's thoughts. Much like a......... diary. Thanks for the review!
Shiguaaxxa: Thanks, glad you like this. You have very good points there and telling from what's already happened, yeah this is slightly AU. I'm interested to see who you guess it is. Thanks for the review!
Insane Penguin: Lol, glad to see people are devoting so much time to this, I mean half an hour?! You're right, Yami Yugi really does care about his hikari but he was as nuts as the other two in the first season. Thanks for the review, keep guessing!
Saiyan Jedi: You know when I wrote that part, I didn't intend for the yami to be all that mean, I don't know why people took it that way. Guess he wasn't exactly sugary nice but mean? Hmm. I think you'd understand why I didn't mention whether or not the hikari pieced together his item or not. Your theories for this story are usually right, so what happened here? Thanks for the review!
Iteria: Your reasoning is very thorough; I'm surprised and delighted that anyone would put that much thought into this. Okay, I could on, and on, pointing out why it can or can't be any one of the three hikaris but I'll keep it short. A) This is slightly AU B) he's been through a lot of tough times so his personality will be slightly different from the hikrais as you know them C) The place I picked to be where he's originally from isn't according to the anime. Thanks for the review!
Amber Eyes: Thank you for the suggestion. I like you guesses, they really made sense. Lol, you were the only one who thought the yami was humane, everyone else thought he was mean. I think that last chapter sent out mixed messages. Thanks for the review!
Ecea: Don't worry, lots of other people are confused as well. But I'm glad you're taking a shot at it. Thankd for the review!
xRhonwynX: -Hugs you- thanks for liking so much of my stuff! I always thought my writing sucked compared to what other people can do. Glad you took the time to read this. Thanks for the review!
