Disclaimer: Marik: Sariah doesn't own Yu- Gi- Oh. And now that she has more
spiced peaches; can I have a reward, Sariah? Please?!
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Hiya!!!! I'm updating sooner than usual, aren't I?
Dragaria: YES, HE'S MY YAMI- KUN MS. RAIN OF LOVE!!!!! MINE, I TELL YOU!!!!
Sariah: See, THIS is why I don't le my Yamis read my reviews. Unfortunately for me, Dragaria got curious and decided to read them. Also unfortunately, she saw what a certain Rain of Love said. *groans*
Dragaria: *in the background* MINE!!! MY YAMI- KUN!!!!
Sariah: Well, I'd better get on with it. Oh, yeah; thanks for the quick disclaimer, Marik. *tosses Marik a spiced peach*
Marik: Yum!!!
Sariah: Well, anyway, these little things ** will be used for memories that occur during the chapter. Thanks to my reviewers! Couldn't have done this without ya!!!!
"Hello, Jono."
Jono, who had been listening to the conversation between the two friends, stood shocked and speechless in front of Yugi. He just couldn't believe that his ancient- Egyptian friend, the great Pharaoh Yami, had had his spirit preserved in a Millennium Item.
'This is him, Yami. You'd better say hello.' Yugi smiled as he sent the message to his look- alike, and then let the spirit take over. Now it was Yami's turn to be speechless. It was Jono who finally broke the silence.
"Is it... is it really you, Yami?"
A few minutes later, they were at Yugi's house, talking and catching up, while Joey and Yugi sat around in their spirit- like forms. Joey was still trying to get used to it. They were also taking the time to catch up on things.
"So, how long have you had the Millennium Key, Joey?"
"Just a couple days, so far. Jono told me what he knew about it, but he couldn't tell me much about himself or his past. That's why I went to Ishizu."
"I see. Have you tried communicating with him through your mind, yet?"
"Now THAT, Yugi, is one o' the freakiest things about it. The other is pretty much walking around being able to see through myself."
"You get used to it after a while," Yugi replied, shrugging.
"Eh, I guess so. I wonder how Jono and Yami are doin', though. They sure haven't seen each other in a while. 5,000 years is a long time away from a friend."
"They have a lot of catching up to do," Yugi agreed. "Yami's pretty much blank on his past. He didn't even remember Jono until that report on the tombs."
"Seriously?" Joey looked at his best friend incredulously. "Wow... Jono remembered Yami in a way, I guess. He just didn't remember what he looked like."
"They'll remember what they can, Joey. At least, I hope so."
Yami and Jono were catching up on what they could. As a matter of fact, the more time they spent talking together, the more they remembered about their past. Pieces of it came back, like the missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. And they were certainly having fun talking about those times.
"You know, I think I remember the first time we met," Yami said, chuckling. "It's funny, too... I haven't remembered much about anything until you came back."
"Yeah, me too. And I remember the day we met, too. I remember I got stuck under some guy's fruit cart or something. And then you came along. Although I can't remember what happened after that."
"Oh, yes. I had snuck out of the palace, yet again. Stupid old palace; I always hated being cooped up in there. Anyway, I remember that I had snuck out to explore; saw the fruit cart; saw you under it; and I decided to help you out..."
Yami began to picture it in his mind. The whole memory came back in a flash. He remembered himself as just a young pharaoh's son, sneaking out of the palace to have some fun outdoors.
*Yami crawled up to the overturned fruit cart and looked at the blonde boy underneath it. He seemed to be about Yami's age. The boy turned and looked at him sheepishly.
"A little help?" he asked. "I can't exactly get this cart up by myself."
"Oh, sure. You keep pushing it up, and I'll pull it up, okay?"
The boy nodded and Yami stood up, pulling the cart with all his strength. Finally, with a little effort, the other boy was free and dusting himself off. Yami held his hand out to the boy.
"I'm Yami. Who are you?"
The other boy shook his hand and smiled. "I'm Jono. Hey, are you new around here?"
"Um, kind of. I was kinda looking around..."
"Oh! Do you want me to show you around? I know all the most fun places to go!"
Yami nodded happily. "Sure!"
The two had had a splendid time that day, doing so many fun things. Yami could never have dreamed of having such a good time. But when it was getting late, Yami looked sadly to the palace, knowing that he'd have to go back before anyone worried.
"What's wrong?" Jono asked.
Yami looked from the palace to Jono. "Um... can you keep a secret?"
Jono smiled and nodded. "Sure can! What is it?"
Yami looked around and then hastily whispered into Jono's ear: "I'm the pharaoh's son."
"Wow! Really?"
"Ssssh! Don't let anyone hear!"
"Oh, it's okay. You can count on me!" Jono said proudly.
Yami nodded. "I have to go home before everyone worries about me."
"Okay. But you'll come back to see me again, right?"
Yami nodded happily. "Yeah! We're friends, aren't we?"
"Of course! Friends!"
After a quick good- bye to his new friend, Yami scampered off to the palace.*
"Those were the good ol' days, huh, Yami?" Jono said quietly.
Yami nodded. "Yes, they were. I snuck out of the palace quite frequently after that. I always loved playing with you in the streets all day long as a child. And you never failed to keep my secret."
"What are friends for?" Jono smiled. "We were always friends. Right through to the day you became pharaoh. Our friendship didn't even end then."
"Right on to the day..." Yami's smile now faded. "... you died."
Jono's smile faded now, too. "Yeah. Hey, Yami?" he turned to look at his friend. "What happened that day? How did I die?"
Yami looked at his friend, a little surprised. "You don't remember?"
Jono shook his head. "No, I don't. And please be honest, Yami. I really want to know what happened."
Yami looked thoughtful for a moment before sighing and looking up at the ceiling. "You were murdered that day, Jono. Murdered trying to save my life... and my rule."
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Dun- dun- duuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnn!!!!!! And that's a wrap for today, folks!
Dragaria: Yup!! *cracks knuckles* Now, where is Rain of Love???? HUH??? HUH??? I WILL FIND YOU, EVIL ONE!!!!!!!!!!
Sariah: ^_^' As you can see, she's not so worked up about JONO not finding out something. *sighs* Ah, well. Hope you liked it, peoples! Review A.S.A.P.!!!!!!!
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Hiya!!!! I'm updating sooner than usual, aren't I?
Dragaria: YES, HE'S MY YAMI- KUN MS. RAIN OF LOVE!!!!! MINE, I TELL YOU!!!!
Sariah: See, THIS is why I don't le my Yamis read my reviews. Unfortunately for me, Dragaria got curious and decided to read them. Also unfortunately, she saw what a certain Rain of Love said. *groans*
Dragaria: *in the background* MINE!!! MY YAMI- KUN!!!!
Sariah: Well, I'd better get on with it. Oh, yeah; thanks for the quick disclaimer, Marik. *tosses Marik a spiced peach*
Marik: Yum!!!
Sariah: Well, anyway, these little things ** will be used for memories that occur during the chapter. Thanks to my reviewers! Couldn't have done this without ya!!!!
"Hello, Jono."
Jono, who had been listening to the conversation between the two friends, stood shocked and speechless in front of Yugi. He just couldn't believe that his ancient- Egyptian friend, the great Pharaoh Yami, had had his spirit preserved in a Millennium Item.
'This is him, Yami. You'd better say hello.' Yugi smiled as he sent the message to his look- alike, and then let the spirit take over. Now it was Yami's turn to be speechless. It was Jono who finally broke the silence.
"Is it... is it really you, Yami?"
A few minutes later, they were at Yugi's house, talking and catching up, while Joey and Yugi sat around in their spirit- like forms. Joey was still trying to get used to it. They were also taking the time to catch up on things.
"So, how long have you had the Millennium Key, Joey?"
"Just a couple days, so far. Jono told me what he knew about it, but he couldn't tell me much about himself or his past. That's why I went to Ishizu."
"I see. Have you tried communicating with him through your mind, yet?"
"Now THAT, Yugi, is one o' the freakiest things about it. The other is pretty much walking around being able to see through myself."
"You get used to it after a while," Yugi replied, shrugging.
"Eh, I guess so. I wonder how Jono and Yami are doin', though. They sure haven't seen each other in a while. 5,000 years is a long time away from a friend."
"They have a lot of catching up to do," Yugi agreed. "Yami's pretty much blank on his past. He didn't even remember Jono until that report on the tombs."
"Seriously?" Joey looked at his best friend incredulously. "Wow... Jono remembered Yami in a way, I guess. He just didn't remember what he looked like."
"They'll remember what they can, Joey. At least, I hope so."
Yami and Jono were catching up on what they could. As a matter of fact, the more time they spent talking together, the more they remembered about their past. Pieces of it came back, like the missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. And they were certainly having fun talking about those times.
"You know, I think I remember the first time we met," Yami said, chuckling. "It's funny, too... I haven't remembered much about anything until you came back."
"Yeah, me too. And I remember the day we met, too. I remember I got stuck under some guy's fruit cart or something. And then you came along. Although I can't remember what happened after that."
"Oh, yes. I had snuck out of the palace, yet again. Stupid old palace; I always hated being cooped up in there. Anyway, I remember that I had snuck out to explore; saw the fruit cart; saw you under it; and I decided to help you out..."
Yami began to picture it in his mind. The whole memory came back in a flash. He remembered himself as just a young pharaoh's son, sneaking out of the palace to have some fun outdoors.
*Yami crawled up to the overturned fruit cart and looked at the blonde boy underneath it. He seemed to be about Yami's age. The boy turned and looked at him sheepishly.
"A little help?" he asked. "I can't exactly get this cart up by myself."
"Oh, sure. You keep pushing it up, and I'll pull it up, okay?"
The boy nodded and Yami stood up, pulling the cart with all his strength. Finally, with a little effort, the other boy was free and dusting himself off. Yami held his hand out to the boy.
"I'm Yami. Who are you?"
The other boy shook his hand and smiled. "I'm Jono. Hey, are you new around here?"
"Um, kind of. I was kinda looking around..."
"Oh! Do you want me to show you around? I know all the most fun places to go!"
Yami nodded happily. "Sure!"
The two had had a splendid time that day, doing so many fun things. Yami could never have dreamed of having such a good time. But when it was getting late, Yami looked sadly to the palace, knowing that he'd have to go back before anyone worried.
"What's wrong?" Jono asked.
Yami looked from the palace to Jono. "Um... can you keep a secret?"
Jono smiled and nodded. "Sure can! What is it?"
Yami looked around and then hastily whispered into Jono's ear: "I'm the pharaoh's son."
"Wow! Really?"
"Ssssh! Don't let anyone hear!"
"Oh, it's okay. You can count on me!" Jono said proudly.
Yami nodded. "I have to go home before everyone worries about me."
"Okay. But you'll come back to see me again, right?"
Yami nodded happily. "Yeah! We're friends, aren't we?"
"Of course! Friends!"
After a quick good- bye to his new friend, Yami scampered off to the palace.*
"Those were the good ol' days, huh, Yami?" Jono said quietly.
Yami nodded. "Yes, they were. I snuck out of the palace quite frequently after that. I always loved playing with you in the streets all day long as a child. And you never failed to keep my secret."
"What are friends for?" Jono smiled. "We were always friends. Right through to the day you became pharaoh. Our friendship didn't even end then."
"Right on to the day..." Yami's smile now faded. "... you died."
Jono's smile faded now, too. "Yeah. Hey, Yami?" he turned to look at his friend. "What happened that day? How did I die?"
Yami looked at his friend, a little surprised. "You don't remember?"
Jono shook his head. "No, I don't. And please be honest, Yami. I really want to know what happened."
Yami looked thoughtful for a moment before sighing and looking up at the ceiling. "You were murdered that day, Jono. Murdered trying to save my life... and my rule."
SIDE NOTE: Sariah: Dun- dun- duuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnn!!!!!! And that's a wrap for today, folks!
Dragaria: Yup!! *cracks knuckles* Now, where is Rain of Love???? HUH??? HUH??? I WILL FIND YOU, EVIL ONE!!!!!!!!!!
Sariah: ^_^' As you can see, she's not so worked up about JONO not finding out something. *sighs* Ah, well. Hope you liked it, peoples! Review A.S.A.P.!!!!!!!
