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:Yugi to Atemu:
)Atemu to Yugi(
;Bakura to Ryou;
..Ryou to Bakura..
"speech"
'thoughts'
/general thought speak/
Singing or Spiritspeak
Hieroglyphs, Dreams, Memories
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh.
Once Atemu got the dugout, he sat down and took a deep breath. He wasn't nervous, but the fresh, crisp air was invigorating. Yugi was two kids down, and Téa was last before Atemu sat down. Téa looked at him with concern.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
Atemu looked at her with his strong crimson eyes. "I'm fine."
"You sho'?" Joey had just come back from running to home. "You were real pale w'en we god oud hea'." He sat down on the other side of Atemu.
Atemu's baritone voice was turned on Joey. "I'm sure, Joey" He smiled, then turned his attention to the batter. Ryou was up at bat.
Ryou wasn't that good. He stood up there awkwardly and gripped the bat with the wrong hand on top. The pitcher (Kaiba) smirked and pitched a curve ball.
"Stiiiiiiiirike ONE!" yelled the umpire after Ryou swung too soon. Ryou looked down and tried to fix his stance. Kaiba pitched again.
"Stiiiiiiiiirike TWO!" The umpire threw the ball back. Ryou's face flushed in embarrassment. He had to hit this, he HAD to, he-
Oh, forget it, I'm taking over!
The fastball had no sooner left Seto's hands then a flash of light blinded the poor guy and revealed a very irritated Bakura, posed and ready. Seto threw wild, and that was considered a ball. Seto growled, and stared at the tomb robber.
Unlike Ryou, Bakura wasn't an albino (considering the fact that he lived in Egypt, this is a good thing.) He was darkly tanned and much better built than Ryou (but not as well as Atemu .). His hair was white, and his chocolate-brown eyes were intense.
Right now, that intensity was focused on Kaiba's pitching arm. Kaiba focused his icy blue eyes on Ryou. He wound up, and let loose a fastball right on target. (Who knew Seto could play sports?) Bakura watched the ball, swung and-
CRRRRAAAKKK! Bakura hit the ball so hard; he busted the guts out of it. The cover of the ball fell on Seto's shoulder, but he was too stunned to notice. Bakura started running around the bases. The bases were already loaded, and the catcher couldn't catch what was left of the ball. Bakura started rounding the bases-cheering for himself all the way-and managed to get home before the ball guts landed-on Mr. Aburo's head.
Mr. Aburo was standing around the other outside court watching their game and yelling for the players to hustle when he heard the CRAK and whistle of a home run. He turned around to see who it was who hit it when whatever was left of the gutted ball hit Mr. Aburo square in the temple. As the fatso gym teacher collapsed, it took 10 guys from the field he was on to carry him to the door, and the rest to inform Mr. Weti that he was unconscious.
After all was said and done-no one told on Bakura because once they realized that Bakura hit the gym teacher, Bakura retreated into Ryou, and it wasn't really even Ryou-Mr. Weti lined everyone up and read them the riot act; at least in his view.
"Ok, then, since I don't know who it was that hit Mr. Aburo-" Ryou nervously looked from side to side, but Mr. Weti didn't notice. "-plus, I can only assume that that was an accident, you are ALL to give me 100 pushups. Then you can go put on your bathing suits." Mr. Weti nodded, then backed up.
Everyone got down and did their pushups. Of course, most of the kids cheated, but that's beside the point. When they were done, Mr. Weti excused them to go put on their suits. Atemu and the rest of the male gang-and Kaiba- hurried inside to the locker room.
When Atemu got in the locker room, he started to feel strangely isolated. Not from other people, but from the outside world. For some reason, being inside the windowless room made him uncomfortable, but he managed to hide it pretty well-from all but his Light.
:Atemu? What's wrong:
Atemu shot a quick sideways look at Yugi, who was staring straight at him, then went back to taking off his pants.
)Noth...Nothing really, why?(
Inside of Atemu and Yugi's soul rooms, Atemu was sitting against the wall with a slight cold sweat on his face, due to the discomfort he now felt inside the locker room. Yugi was crouching on Atemu's right, watching him with stern eyes.
:Nice try. Now what's wrong:
Pause. )Nothing really, hikari, I just…never mind.( He shook his head.
:Never mind what? C'mon, Atemu, seriously.: Yugi put his face close to Atemu's. :What is wrong:
Atemu sighed. )I don't know. All of a sudden, I just...well, I felt uncomfortable.(
:With what: Yugi backed up inside the soul room. Atemu leaned forward and rested his forehead in his fingers.
)I'm not really sure. I felt so good outside, and when I came outside, it was like…like I was cut off.( Atemu leaned back against the wall. )It's so weird.(
Yugi's thoughts were now more concerned then prying. :You gonna be ok:
Atemu nodded, both inside the soul room and outside in the locker room. Both red, black and gold-haired teens were in their bathing suits and ready to go outside.
As they went back outside to line up at the pool, they saw that the rest of the gang was there as well. They were the last ones out. Joey was wearing burgundy and black long bathing shorts. Tristan was wearing red long shorts. Téa was in a black halter top bikini with henna-like silver designs. Yugi was in black shorts. Kaiba was in a blue Speedo (don't ask me why). Atemu was in bright emerald green long shorts.
Bakura was in brown shorts; they matched his eyes.
Mr. Weti lined them up, recited all the basic rules-no running, no diving except on the divers end, etc.-then assumed his position on the lifeguard's chair. Everyone jumped in the pool and started swimming.
Atemu climbed out of the water a few minutes later to go try his luck on the diving board. Yugi and Téa followed by swimming over, but stayed a good distance away. Atemu got on the diving board, and did a double summersault.
Meanwhile, Bakura was underwater seeing how long he could hold his breath. When he shot up, he had counted to 38. 38 seconds. Now that he knew that, he decided to find something else to amuse him. And there it was; Keiko, the hottest girl in class, wearing a red string bikini. He decided to go chase her around. He approached her; she swam away in disgust. He followed her, shouting cat calls. This went on for a while until the moron had the bright idea of grabbing her bathing suit so he could catch up. Unfortunately, the string bikini untied, and poor Keiko just stood in 4 feet of water-she was 5'6"-completely exposed. Bakura didn't even try to hide or anything. He just stood there staring, beet red.
Need I say more?
"Whoo! Way to go!" cheered Téa and Yugi, clapping for Atemu as he climbed out. Atemu couldn't help grinning, and did a little bow. His hair wasn't spiky anymore; it fell down stick straight, showing that his hair was longer than shoulder length. Atemu attempted to get it to stand up again, but it wouldn't work. He gave up and stayed standing there, noticing that Joey-who was standing on the left deep-end corner of the pool-was yelling at someone on the other deep end corner. Figured it was Kaiba.
"What did you SAY?" yelled the enraged teen with a clenched fist.
"I said that mutts aren't allowed in the pool," was the cold answer from the icy brunette. "All they do is shed their flea-infested fur in the pool." He smirked.
"GRR…COME OVER HERE AND SAY THAT!"
"Why bother? Dogs like you should know to heel do their masters."
That did it. Joey charged over there, arms pumping. Unfortunately, the pool was slippery; and that's very bad. Joey slipped to the side, flailing his arms to keep balance. One of his knuckles hit Atemu's head hard, and Atemu did a side flip into the water, knocking his head into the side of the pool and knocking him self out.
Atemu sunk 15 feet into the water, semi-conscious. He tried to use the Millennium Puzzles power to save him, but he couldn't focus. He was light-headed, and had just hit the pool bottom, when-
Ava Etmu Tä Set
Ava Etmu Tä Set
Ava Etmu Tä Set
Ava Etmu Tä Set
Those words… he remembered those words. So…so vaguely. Atemu looked blearily at the surface of the water. It was blurry, but he saw no dark forms, no one to sing those words…no one there.
Atemu was fading fast. He couldn't know how long he was under the water for. He thought that he could see, just before the world went black, a form in the water. It seemed to be made out of water, yet it refracted the sunlight in a way that it made it appear to be…a girl made out of water. She was smiling, and all of a sudden, Atemu felt safe. He finally let go of his consciousness, but not before he felt his body being swept away.
Atemu woke up in the infirmary, still in his wet bathing suit. He was surrounded by the whole gang except for Joey, Kaiba and Ryou/Bakura, all of which had identical concerned faces.
He sat up, feeling his head. It hurt where he had bumped it on the pool. He sat up with some difficulty, but the change of position made him nauseas. He doubled over, holding his head with one hand, and his stomach with another. Téa and Yugi put a hand on his back.
Téa's voice was a little hysterical. "Oh, my Ra, Atemu, are you ok?" She was panting. "Does it really hurt? Oh, Ra, please be ok!"
Atemu took a deep breath. He moved the hand holding his stomach and propped himself on it, leaning his other side on the wall. He nodded lightly. "How…how long have I been out?"
Tristan looked at the clock. "About 20min, not including the 5min you spent underwater."
"Yea, everyone thought you were a goner," Yugi added, not really helpfully.
It turns out that when Bakura exposed Keiko, the stupid lifeguard led him to the principal's office without getting a sub. When Joey had knocked Atemu out, he hadn't noticed at first, and kept charging Seto. Yugi and Téa saw what had happened, but they couldn't swim deep enough to get him. Everyone else either didn't notice or was panicking. Finally, Yugi had a sense that something was happening, so he swam over to the diving spot. Then he saw what was going on-Atemu was rising to the surface unconscious.
Yugi grabbed Atemu and pulled him out of the water. Everyone knew now that the pharaoh had almost been drowned, so they huddled around while Yugi checked his breathing. He was breathing perfectly fine.
'That's impossible!" thought Yugi. 'He was under for over five minutes! He should have drowned!" Yugi wasn't complaining, but he was amazed. Joey and Seto had even stopped fighting (Joey had a few bruises, and Kaiba had a bleeding lip and a black eye) and come over to see if he was ok. Finally, the lifeguard came back to see a mob scene around the 'K.O.ed' pharaoh. He extracted an explanation, then led Joey and Seto to the principal's office, leaving the others to carry Atemu to the infirmary.
When Atemu had heard all this, he groaned and pressed his forehead to the wall. It felt relaxingly cool. He closed his eyes. He really didn't feel well. I mean, really didn't feel well. His head was throbbing, and it was making him nauseas. Téa rubbed his back soothingly. She didn't know what else to do. Atemu held his stomach again.
The nurse walked over, probably from tending to the aching Mr. Aburo. She shooed the gang away and leaned over Atemu. He was turning a sick shade of green. She clicked her tongue.
"Pobrecito." She took up an ice pack and put it up against the lump on Atemu's head. "Es tiempo de poner el paquete de hielo en otra vez." (For those of you who can't speak Spanish, she said "It's time to put the ice pack on again.")
Atemu nodded, and held the pack there. He stayed leaning against the wall. He was trying very hard not to puke. The nurse put a hand on his shoulder.
"Tú necesitas descansar. Tratas de relajarse." (You need to rest. Try to relax.) Atemu took deep breathes, then belched, clapping a hand to his mouth really fast. Nothing came up.
The nurse took the hint and ran to get a basin for him. She ran back and placed it in his lap. "¡Aquí, aquí!" she exclaimed pointing to the basin.
And there went Atemu's breakfast.
Meanwhile, Yugi was walking to his fourth period class, when Mrs. Akaria met up with him holding a beat-up book with a gold cover and parchment pages.
"Yugi, have you seen Atemu?" She asked, holding out the book. "I was going to give him this."
Yugi looked at the book and took it from her hands. It had a carving of Atemu on it surrounded by hieroglyphs. He looked at her. "He's in the infirmary."
"Infirmary? He's sick?"
"No, got hurt by the pool."
"Poor child."
"Yeah."
Yugi looked at the contents of the book. It had the same style of hieroglyphs as the copies of the diary entry. He looked at Mrs. Akaria incredulously. "You're just giving this to Atemu?"
Mrs. Akaria nodded. "You should have seen him when he asked for it. His face was so desperate." Giggle. "So, I said I'd let him have it after I made all the copies. Can you give it to Atemu the next time you see him?"
Yugi nodded and walked away. He had a gift for his injured yami.
Atemu, on the other hand, was home by the middle of fourth period. He was so sick from getting hit that he wanted to go home, so they called Grampa to pick him up. Once he got home and plopped down on his bed, he remembered something. He picked up his phone and called the principal's office.
The principal put down the phone and turned to his trouble-makers. "Now, you all get a month's at-home suspension." Kaiba rolled his eyes. Joey glared at him. Ryou was having a mental argument with his dark, so he looked vacant.
"Oh, and Mr. Wheeler?"
Joey turned around to face him. "Yea?"
"Your sister is arriving tomorrow to stay in Domino."
Thus satisfied, Atemu fell asleep.
The rest of the day was pretty much a bore. The whole gang said bye to each other and went their separate ways. Yugi walked home with Joey, who both went upstairs to see Atemu.
Atemu was awake now, watching his TV in his usual sweatpants-and-wifebeater PJs; he wasn't as green, but was still sick-looking, and there was an ice pack on his head again. He noticed them come in and smiled.
"Hi, guys. How was the rest of the day?" the pharaoh asked relatively cheerfully.
Yugi and Joey stared at Atemu for a few moments, then looked at each other. Something looked different about him…but they couldn't exactly pinpoint it. After a few seconds they gave up and smiled.
"Eh, id wuz a snooze." Joey answered, seating himself on Atemu's desk chair. "Whad' you do all day?"
"Sleep." He couldn't help but grin; he wasn't trying to be smug.
"Eh…," Joey looked away in mock annoyance.
Yugi laughed, then looked at Atemu. "How're you doing, though, ok?"
Atemu nodded. "I'm fine."
Yugi nodded. "Good. Oh, I almost forgot!" Yugi reached into his bag and pulled out the diary. "This is the diary."
Atemu's face brightened. He snatched the book out of Yugi's hand with excitement and started flipping through the pages. (he forgot about the ice pack.) "This is it? YES!" The Millennium puzzle glowed, and the Eye of Horus appeared on Atemu's forehead. He was so excited, he caused the lights to flicker and a wind that blew papers around. Joey and Yugi ducked, and then looked at Atemu.
Atemu looked at both of them, then blushed bright pink. "Uhhh…sorry." He chuckled nervously as they smiled and he opened his book again. He looked an entry, but all of a sudden the hieroglyphs both inside and out glowed a brilliant white. He dropped it like it's hot, and when it left his hands, it stopped glowing. He looked at the both of them.
"Did you guys see that?"
Nod.
"That book just glowed, right?"
Nod.
"Ooook." Atemu reached for the book again. Nothing. He picked it up. Nothing again. "Hunh. Weird." He put the book down on top of the box where he keeps the Millennium Tauk.
That night, Atemu started to read the next entry of the diary. This is what it said:
Three days passed. The girl's fever did not break. I did everything I could with whatever time I had, but I had royal duties to attend to. I remember the morning after I had found her. I had woken up sitting on the floor with my head and arms on the bed. I was woken by the girl's restlessness. The vivid flush was so bright that I could see the individual veins that lay under her skin. She was sweating profusely, and her pillow and the rest of the bed were drenched. She was constantly rolling around on the bed, moaning and shivering violently. I tried to calm her down by holding her down and putting cold cloths on her head, but she couldn't take it. She kept moving around. All I could do was wait for her to tire.
At last, she did. She ceased to move, just laid there whimpering and coughing. I ordered the servants to fetch more water, then used my magic to chill the water that I had left. Before I placed the compress on her forehead, I checked her fever. It was hotter then last night. I sighed and placed the compress, then received more water from the servants.
At that moment, my Divine Father's vizier, Siamun, approached me in my chamber, telling me that I have been summoned to the throne room. I hesitated, knowing that the girl would need great care. Siamun sensed my anxiety and promised to watch over her as best he could for the day. I smiled and agreed, knowing that Siamun was trustworthy. I left her in his care.
As I approached the throne room, I couldn't help but start thinking about the girl. Who was she? Why was she so beautiful? It seemed almost…inhuman. That golden tint in her skin and the faint amber glow of her eyes…was it natural? And why, even in her ill state, do I get a sense of great Spirit (Note: "Spirit" means magic skill, strength, knowledge, etc. in my fanfic) coming from her? The questions still resounded in my head even as I approached the throne; inadvertently lighting the Eye of Horus upon my forehead.
When the Pharaoh saw this, he became troubled. He knew that I was worried about the girl, but the unconscious activation of my powers must have unsettled him. He turned to my mother, who had a greater understanding of the workings of my Spirit. With good reason; she is as I am…inhuman.
Atemu just stared at that last word. Inhuman. 'Inhuman? Since when am I not human?' Atemu couldn't believe it. He reread and reread that sentence over and over, still not grasping the concept. He laid there and thought for a little while. After a while, he just sighed and continued reading, deciding to ponder it later.
My mother looked at the Pharaoh with the same expression that she always wore when I seemed unaware; troubled mixed with understanding. They must have had some sort of converse, but I was too distracted to listen. After a few moments, she asked me what was on my mind, breaking my reverie and returning my attention to the traditional manners that are expected of the prince royal.
I bowed to them, my face warm with embarrassment, and assured them that it was nothing. They bid me to rise and began to recite to me what they had discussed the night before. When I told them that I already knew of my impending ascension to the throne, they both seemed to be surprised. They bid me over to sit in front of them, and to explain. When I told them of the happenings of last night, the Pharaoh seemed relieved, and my mother the Queen smiled in understanding. The rest of the day consisted of a discussion about the situation, but even so, my mind did not wander from the girl.
Those next two days passed with no unusual happenstances. The girl's fever still hadn't broken, though. I did what I could, but it had a strong hold on her. For the first time in so many years…I felt helpless…
Atemu's eyes began to blur at this point. He had wanted to read more, but he started to fall asleep. With half-open eyes, he looked at the clock. It took a few minutes for the time to register in his brain. 1:52. He yawned and turned out the light by his bed. He placed the diary on the box with the Millennium Tauk, not noticing that the box was open. As he fell asleep, the Tawk began to glow, causing the diary heiroglyphs to glow as well. That night, Atemu had himself a strange dream…
He was in Egypt. He was standing in an enormous and splendid castle bustling with servants, outside of a chamber that had elaborate white linen curtains with gold trim covering the doorway. Atemu walked inside the chamber…and couldn't believe what he saw.
There, kneeling next to a large gold-framed bed on a platform was himself; only a few years younger. Atemu stared at himself. He was wearing a white garment around his hips that had gold and blue designs on it. He wore gold bands on his legs from his calf down to his ankle, sandals, and no shirt. He wore a blue gold and gold collar that had the eye of Horus on a gold plate in the middle, and a blue cape. He was pressing a compress to the forehead of someone sleeping in the bed. Atemu went to go take a closer look, and recognized the sleeping person as the girl from the diary. He looked at her with wonder. She looked even more beautiful than the diary described her; and more ill.
Atemu looked at the prince that was across from him, realizing that he couldn't see him. Not that it seemed like he could see anything. The prince looked completely exhausted, even too exhausted to fall asleep. Atemu looked outside. It was sunrise. The prince must have been up all night. There were bags under his eyes, and his head kept nodding.
Atemu heard voices outside of the chamber. He took one last look at the prince, then walked over. He saw a man who bared a startling resemblance to the Dark Magician (but wasn't him) and a man that bared a resemblance to Grampa Moto. They were speaking in hushed tones. Atemu had to move in closer to hear.
"Mahado, it's too much." The man who looked like Grampa stated. "The poor prince has been up since early yesterday morning because of this girl. He needs sleep."
The man named Mahado nodded. "It is unusual. The servants said that he was woken at sunrise by her. He hasn't fallen asleep once?"
The other man shook his head. "I asked the guards. They said he has been asking for water to cool her fever all night. He has only left periodically to relieve himself and avoid "accidents", but even then he has asked the guards in a hurry to watch her." He shook his head. "He has been obsessed with her ever since he found her yesterday night."
Mahado shook his head then looked inside the room. The gold-plated carvings that lined the walls were shimmering in the reddish glow of the sun. The girl in the bed was finally quiet, even though she was still ill, it was obvious; and the prince finally gave in to sleep. He was sitting sideways facing the doorway, legs outstretched and his head lolling to the side leaning on the bed. One hand was holding the compress; he pulled it off her by accident.
Mahado smiled. "It seems our work is done here." Siamun smiled underneath the veil that covered his mouth and nose.
Atemu woke up and yawned. He stumbled to the bathroom to go and got into the shower. As he scrubbed himself, his thoughts turned to his dream.
'That dream,' he thought. 'Somehow it seemed… right out of my diary entry. So that was me? And that girl… that beautiful girl…was that her?'
Atemu's train of thought was interrupted by a rapid knocking. "Hello?" he asked
"Atemu, can I come in? I seriously have to pee!" came Yugi's hurried response.
"Of course, go ahead." The curtain was already closed, but Atemu could hear the door open, and the sound of Yugi's quick feet as he made his way to the toilet. There was the clack as Yugi lifted the seat and a constant stream of liquid as he did his business.
Atemu started to wash his hair, scrubbing hard with the shampoo. As he rinsed it out, thought he'd heard a voice in his ear and felt a hand on his shoulder. He yelped and turned around. There was no one, obviously.
:You ok? What happened:
)I thought I just… never mind, its ok.(
:You sure:
)Yes, it's nothing, hikari.(
There was a pause. Yugi flushed the toilet and washed his hands. He walked out of the bathroom. "Hurry down for breakfast."
Atemu nodded, then started conditioning his hair.
Atemu sat down at his desk in school. He felt slightly anxious about the happenings of yesterday. Yugi, who was sitting right next to him, was talking to Tristan about Duel Monsters. Atemu noticed that Joey wasn't there, but he remembered that he was suspended. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked over his HW.
Téa watched Atemu. The past day had been too weird. He seemed to be changing; either for the better or the worst. She looked at him intently. His spiky hair was less stiff and more flowing, and had a healthy shine to it. His skin was tanned and gold-tinted. He looked tired, and his cheeks and nose had a slight red flush. His emerald eyes were half-open and slightly dim.
Wait a sec. Emerald eyes? Téa did a double take. Atemu's eyes had turned from bright crimson to shining emerald. It seemed like they shone with a light from within, but Atemu seemed out of it so they weren't as bright.
Téa nudged Yugi and pointed to Atemu. "Yugi, is he ok?"
Yugi looked at Atemu. "I think so. I think he's just tired."
"You sure?"
"Yeah." Yugi looked at Atemu more closely. He looked over Atemu's face. He saw the eyes and his jaw dropped.
"Green?" he turned back to Téa and to Tristan who had just started listening. "Since when does he have green eyes?"
Téa shook her head. "I dunno."
Yugi thought for a while. So that's what seemed different about him yesterday after school. That would explain why he didn't notice it right away. It was just his eyes. He was about to bring this to light when Mr. Shindo called for everyone to take their seats and pipe down. They all sat down and looked at the teacher. Atemu didn't look up.
"Alright, class, as some of you may know, we have a new student." Tristan smirked. Mr. Shindo raised an eyebrow. "She's moved here from Egypt, and I would like everyone to give her a warm welcome." He gestured for her to come in. As she did, Atemu glanced up. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped, as it did with almost all the male students in the class.
She walked in with a graceful stride that made her seem to be practically gliding. Her gold-tinted tanned skin shimmered in the soft sunlight coming in from the windows. Her knee-length honey-golden hair flowed behind her as if she was swimming in water. Her honey golden, luminous eyes scanned the class.
Atemu gaped at her. It couldn't be…it just couldn't…
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Amazoness Archer- Always a pleasure. Yea, Atemu with superstrength…yup, I have one hell of an imagination. And the gym teacher thing? I have to admit, I didn't base him on my gym teacher, I based him on my old karate instructor. He was hell. Thanx for the review!
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