Disclaimer: See chappy 1
Chapter 5.
Yami looked at his hikari and said in a flat and carefully unemotional voice, "Some bullies beat you up today?"
Yugi shifted slightly. "Yes." He answered just as flatly.
Yami folded his arms across his chest. "You should have told me. I could have taken care of it."
I thought it was unwise to do so, but Yugi looked like he was going to crack any second now and abuse the shit out of the Pharaoh. "Via either killing them or sending them to the Shadow Realm, you mean. You may not have realised it yet, Pharaoh, but there are rules against that sort of thing these days."
After the first sentence, three heads snapped in my direction. Each face had the look on it that said 'What the Hell?'.
I shrugged at them and looked at the floor, a slight blush on my cheeks. "I'm an Ishtar. Of coarse I'm gonna know about these things."
Yami glared at me like he wanted to kill me, Solomon's jaw dropped and his eyes bugged out, but a smile broke over Yugi's face like a warm orange sun at sunrise.
He's such a charmer. And he doesn't even realize it! I distractedly noticed that Lex sounded like she was drooling. My suspicions were confirmed when Riku told her to get a towel in a Your-Are-Disgusting-And-I-Have-Never-Met-Anything-More-Vile-Than-You tone of voice.
I found myself staring; entranced by the beauty and innocence I saw in his angular little face. A fire to warm the coldest of hearts. "Was this the face that launched a thousand ships? And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?" I reached forward and cupped Yugi's chin. "Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss!" I leaned forward and kissed his forehead.
I didn't know you could be so romantic! Can I have some tips?
He spoke as I pulled back, holding my hands to his face and nuzzling into them. "Why, this is hell, nor am I out of it: Thinkest thou that I who saw the face of God, and tasted the eternal joys of heaven, am not tormented with ten thousand hells in being deprived of everlasting bliss!"
I blinked at him, startled that he knew that. "That's from Dr. Faustus, too, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"I only know the one quote."
He smiled up at me, the look in his eyes somewhat sad. "Then let me give you another. 'I kissed thee ere I killed thee, no way but this, killing myself to die upon a kiss.'"
"That's not Marlowe."
"One of his contemporaries."
"Shakespeare."
Yugi laughed, his crystalline voice ringing like a child's, chasing away the sorrow like a bad dream. When he looked at me again, the light of laughter was still shining in his face like a tiny supernova. "You're the only person I know who knows that one. Few people remember who Shakespeare even is."
I threw myself into a dramatic pose, my face a mask of awe as I stared at nothing. I spoke in a hushed, yet passionate whisper, "Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies!" I pointed to something above his head, and then dropped my eyes to stare at him in false awe. My eyes softened and I held the hand out to him, beckoning. "Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, all is dross that is not Helena."
"Yugi…" The low growl brought both our attentions to the now faintly glowing, really pissed off Pharaoh.
/Get out of there, Demi. He's getting ready to send you to the Shadow Realm./
Thanks for the heads up. Though I could have sworn that the dark glow emanating from him was a dead giveaway...
/Stop being a smartass and get out of there! I don't want to have to segue into the Shadow Realm to drag you back out. /
I silently agreed. I frowned at Yugi apologetically. "It's getting late and I still have homework to do. And I have to make my own dinner." I frowned grumpily.
Yugi turn to blink at me blankly. "Why? Aren't your parents home tonight?"
I saw that one coming a mile away. I snorted and rolled my eyes, a bitter look on my face. "Yeah right. My mother got sick and died when I was eight. Ten minutes after he heard the news, my old man ate a bullet. Only one left is my brother who, I might add, suffers from mild psychosis."
Yugi flinched and started to apologize.
I shook my head and waved him off, no longer in the mood to remain there. "It's fine. Don't kill yourself over it. I gotta go. Here's my number and address in case you need me for something." I gave him the scrap of paper I had written the details on. I paused and turned to look in the direction of the door, but obviously not seeing it, and frown before looking back at him, meeting his eyes. "I'm here for a reason. Something is coming and I don't know what. Be careful." Worry entered his eyes and the Pharaoh appeared to be listening intently.
I switched back to my hyper cheerful self before saying; "See ya." I pivoted on my heel and bounced out the door, cheerful façade in place but beneath that, thoroughly depressed.
Because something was going to happen. I just knew it…
