Silver Goddess1
Aw- thanks for the review! Here's the next chapter!
YamiMisao
Hopefully not. I'm already having ideas for their resurrection…though I shouldn't reveal them to the public. n-n Hopefully, I'll get some sort of scene where Yami gets what's coming to him…/cough/ Hint: SLOW AND VERY PAINFUL DEEEAAATTTHHHH /cough/ But no literal death because then I'd have no obsessive person trying to get Yuugi back… Hn… Okay! Here is the chapter.
Darkmistressofyaoi
Neither can I. /sobs with you/ I'm a horrible MONSTER, I agree! I shall bring them back…if I get enough threats for my liking. P In the sequel, maybe… /ponders up ideas/ OMG! Grood…that is such an awesome word! Tee hee… Thanks for the review and the rating, again! Here's the chappie!
Hikari Skysong
I know. I'd punch myself if I…didn't like punching myself. O-O Maybe they'll come back…maybe. Actually…I want them to come back. But I killed them. X-x Omfg…I KILLED them. O-----o ROTFLMAO! You want Yuugi to turn into a bloodthirsty killer? . /thinks/ Hn…that's not a bad idea. n-n Naw- he ain't going to kill 'em---or WILL he? No, he's not. :P He'll do something else though… /mysterious look/
Everyone's Anti-Valentine
I'm glad I updated too… AND THERE'S NO ANNOYING SCROLLBAR AT THE SIDE! MUHAHAHA! I don't like those horizontal scrollbars… I've killed them… No- Yami's did! n-n So now I must eliminate him… /pulls out Baku-chan's AK 47/ I know! Poor little Yuugi! . /huggles his brains out/ O-O Here's the next chapter! Thanks for the review.
DreamCherry66
Bakura: Great…she's made people start calling me Baku-Bkau-chan…
Yes, I must convert you all! Kleptoshipping shall be the new puzzleshipping! MUHAHAHA! No. /pouts/ I want to be the one going all psycho everywhere. /pouts…more (o-o)/ Dum dum DUH-DUH! Not white out! Anything but white out! …Except bird droppings… O-O
NubianQueen413
I know! Who wants to join me in unmercifully maiming Yami? . /pretends that it was all Yami's fault and that I had nothing to do with it, even though I was writing it all/ I know. X-X The Unmerciful Maimers of Yami Club shall never ever, ever capitalize pharaoh when referring to Yami ever again. n-n But I might forget… x-X Here yah go- thanks for the review!
Slave of Darkness
Sorry, my friend- but they ARE dead. Maybe not gone FOREVER /already has ideas for sequel(s), but they are gone until I have the sudden urge to stop my Yuugi-torture and give him some happiness. n-n I know. Wish to join TUMoYC? . /grins/ Yeah, I laugh at morbid and sad things, too. Not that the Mind Crushing was sad, though…I didn't put much detail. X-x Thanks. The angst was pretty much just at the end… o-o Here's the next installment!
Warning: OOC scenes dealing with the characters' feelings (/chokes and dies and resurrects and gags and dies again/), and strong-ish language
I'm almost finished with the story. Just one or two chapters left, not including this one. It will end sort of abruptly, which is why I'm going to make a sequel. (Fwee!) I already have half of the first chapter of the sequel typed up. O-O Before I even finished this story…strange… Anywhais- because I loved all your reviews, and I equally love Bakura and Marik, they are going to come back in the sequel! I don't know HOW, exactly, but I'll think of something…hopefully… But in this story, they are gone for good! MUHAHAHAHA! As gone for good as one or two chapters can get…
/ - With Yuugi - /
Yuugi ended the phone call and flipped the cell phone he had gotten from Seto close. Stuffing it into his pocket, he waited for Seto to come pick him up.
As he lingered, his thoughts wavered back to what happened in the bar. Yami had Mind Crushed his best friends. He would have never admitted it, but without them, he had no one. Sure, there were Mokuba and Seto, but Mokuba was too young for him to swear freely around, and Seto was always at work, at school, or doing something with Mokuba. Despite popular belief (popular belief meaning the belief of Marik, Bakura, Mokuba, and Seto), he cared for them both, and couldn't bear to interrupt their brotherly bonding time.
So whom did Yuugi have, then? No one. And all because of his stupid Yami. Everything was Yami's fault. He could have kept his old friends, Jou, Honda, Anzu, Malik, and Ryou, but Yami had to steal them, and Yuugi was left, lonely and cold. He could have kept his new friends, Bakura and Marik, but Yami had to Mind Crush them.
What was it with Yami? Did he want to ruin Yuugi's life? Did he want to make the short teen's life a living hell? He probably did. That was probably why he did all those things. And he wanted to exacerbate the situation by toying with Yuugi's feelings. Yuugi was no fool. Not anymore, anyway.
And with the new knowledge of this, the tricolor-haired light knew there was only one thing to do. Leave. After all, if he left, unknown to the dark, he could make his own friends, with no risk of them being stolen, Mind Crushed, or possibly killed.
But how would he break it to the people who cared- oh who was he kidding? No one but Seto and Mokuba cared. They would understand.
Yuugi was snapped from his thoughts as a sleek, black limousine crunched over gravel. The shadowed window rolled down.
Seto's head protruded from the open window. "Yuugi! What's wrong?" He sounded concerned. Scooting over, he opened the door. Yuugi climbed in, making sure to discretely wipe off the dried tearstains from his cheeks with his sleeve. Shutting the door, he clicked on his seatbelt. (Can you really click on a seatbelt? What's the phrase…?)
"Well?" Seto asked, looking at Yuugi with apprehension. "What happened?"
Yuugi looked down. "Yami. Yami Mind Crushed Bakura and Marik. (OMFG! The beginning of every word in that sentence except 'and' was capitalized!) They're gone, Seto."
Seto said nothing. The news hit him hard, it seemed. After all, the three were close- or as close as one could get to Seto Kaiba. Not up to Mokuba's standards, but damn near it. "Yuugi…" Seto's voice cracked. "They're close to you, I know. So how do you feel about this?"
Yuugi looked up at Seto in amazement. "You want to hear my feelings?" he asked incredulously.
Seto sighed and sat back in his seat, expelling a bark of laughter that didn't suit him. "Yeah, I'm surprising myself here, too. The pompous, arrogant, cold-hearted ass, Seto Kaiba, wants to hear your feelings. So what are you feeling?"
Yuugi thought. What was he feeling? Was he even going to answer the question? He wouldn't want to be deemed as weak… Nah. This was Seto. Besides, the CEO started up the feelings fest, so he'd blame him for any weakness shown. "Well…I'm sort of…pissed at Yami. I mean…he stole my first group of friends, and killed the second pair… I just want to fucking…" Yuugi made a pantomime of ripping something (Yami's head) off from something else (Yami's body) in the air. "Blast his head off, or something…" He sighed.
Seto nodded. "So what are you going to do?" he asked.
"I'm going to leave." (Yep- repeating the age-long classic!)
"Nani? Come again?"
"I'm going to leave Domino. There's nothing here for me."
"What about Mokuba and I-"
"I know I have you two, but other than that, what do I have?" He wanted an answer from Seto.
Seto thought. Yuugi could tell nothing was popping up in his learned brain of his. "I don't know…"
"Exactly. It's not that I don't want to stay here, with you guys and all, but I just don't want to be anywhere close to Yami. Maybe if I go away, to some separate continent or something, he won't try to come after me and kill my new set of friends- if I make any."
"But…"
"Seto, believe me- I really have to go."
"You can stay at my house. I'll get security to guard me and Mokuba from Yami in case he has the sudden urge to Mind Crush US."
"Seto, I really need to do this. I believe as long as I'm in Domino, I'll never forget everything that Yami's has done to me. Please, Seto. If you really are my friend, you'll let me go." And even if you refuse, I'll leave anyway… (O-O Good thinking, Yuug')
Seto's eyes were unreadable. Finally, he gave out a breath of air and said, "Yuugi, if you really need to do this, I'm behind you one hundred percent."
Yuugi smiled a genuine smile. "Thanks, Seto. I'm finally going to leave this hellhole and do it all by myself."
"No, no, no," Seto interrupted. "If I'm going to let you go gallivanting-" Yuugi snickered at the word. "-off to another continent, I'm going to help you."
"Oh really? How?"
"I'm going to give you money."
"Oh no, Seto, really. It's fine. I've got 50,000 yen around here somewhere…in my room, or something…"
Seto gave another bark of laughter that didn't suit him. "50,000 yen? That's only about 410 dollars in America."
"Who said I'm going to America?"
"Me. Now I'm going to give you some money, book a flight to California- I hear it's a nice state- and you're going to take it all."
Yuugi laughed at the commanding tone of his voice. "Fine, Seto. Thank you."
"It's no problem Yuugi. Anything to make you happy, and make baka no Yami suffer, is my pleasure."
Gravel crunched as the limo rolled into the Kaiba estate. At the front door, Yuugi and Seto stepped out of the limousine and entered the mansion.
"I'll go call the airport and buy your voucher to California. You go pack."
"Okay. I'll see you in half an hour, or something, then." Yuugi stepped out again onto the driveway in front of the entrance. (o-o Why did he even come out if he was just going to go back home and pack?)
The limo driver rolled down the window and called out, "Would you be needing a ride, Motou-sama?"
Yuugi shook his head. "Nah- I'll walk." (Pointless, yeah, whatever… /sigh/)
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The door had been repaired. But that was obviously essential for the house, seeing that if it hadn't been, Yami could have had his throat slit in the middle of the night by some burglar. Not that Yuugi minded, anyway…
The said duelist slipped into the house and shut the door behind him again. All the lights were out, and the house echoed with a deafening silence; no one was home. Perfect for the little light who did not wish to be discovered.
Yuugi bounced up the steps and into his room, shutting the door and bolting it close. Shuffling around the room, he hauled out a traveling suitcase from under the bed and jumbled through the drawers, pulling out any essential clothes he would need. He moved over to the upstairs bathroom and drew out whatever restroom necessities he would need and stuffed them into his case, too.
On his way back to the staircase, Yami's room caught his shrewd eyes. The door was ajar, expelling a little excerpt of the inside. The mystery of his darkness' room entranced the light, drawing him to the enclosure. Yuugi pushed the door open and was greeted by bright, vibrant colors that once used to be of his liking.
He stepped into the room. Vivacious shades of color were wildly splashed onto the walls, coating each with a joy that only Yuugi could no longer feel. On his darkness' desk were a few unused notebooks and pens, along with a few schoolbooks. But one glittering, golden, pyramid caught his eye. Even in the darkness of the room, seeing that the lights were still off, the Sennen Puzzle sparkled in all its Egyptian glory. Yuugi scowled at it. This thing had been the cause of all his troubles. He would not have had as many friends as he had HAD, but at least Anzu would have been there… There would be no need to take it with him. Besides, Yami was the oh-so-great-and-almighty pharaoh. He was the true keeper of the Puzzle anyway.
Beside the glittering artifact sat Yuu- Yami's deck. Yuugi didn't duel anymore. Besides- Yami was the true Yuugiou, renowned King of Games. Yuugi glared at the deck in distaste. But a trickle of guilt seeped into his bloodstream. It wasn't the cards' fault that Yami was such a baka.
Yuugi picked up the deck. A surge of emotions blasted into his palm. Trust. Towards him. Loyalty. Towards Yami.
"Tch…" Yuugi huffed. He was about to place the deck back onto the desk when another blast of emotion attacked his hand. The trust was stronger than the loyalty. Yuugi pulled the deck up to has face. The loyalty and the trust mingled together, equal again.
"Baka cards won't make up their mind…" Yuugi placed the deck back onto the surface of the desk, the cards' emotions fading from Yuugi's knowledge.
Frowning, Yuugi walked back to the doorway. Something in his heart made him turn back to the desk. He couldn't leave the Heart of the Cards to Baka no Pharaoh. He stared down at the deck. The cards were loyal to both sides of his soul. They would not leave Yami, but they too wanted the hikari.
Shaking his head, Yuugi picked up the Sennen Puzzle, jolting as its cold surface glowed warmth that he hadn't felt in months. With a meticulous hand, he traced a vertical line over the top of the deck. It split in half and grew back into its original size.
With his hand hovering over each stack of cards, Yuugi felt for his loyal deck. The first one rejected him, giving him an invisible bolt of electricity. This was Yami's. The second embraced his presence. This one was his.
Picking it up, his placed it into his pocket. He ignored the fact that the stack of cards felt considerably lighter, seeing that half its Heart had just been separated from its counter. Like Yuugi and Yami.
Sighing, Yuugi bounded back downstairs and into the kitchen. He walked over to a potted plant and lifted it up by its long, luscious, green leaves. He grabbed a couple bills (yen) taped to the bottom of the pot and stuffed them into his pocket, too. He stepped out the backdoor and into the afternoon sun.
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"Yuuuuuuuugi," Mokuba whined. "Do you really have to go?"
"Sorry, kiddo," Yuugi said, awkwardly patting the younger Kaiba on the head, sweatdropping slightly at the position they were in, Mokuba latched onto his leg, "but I've got to."
"But I don't waaaaant you to," he countered.
Seto shook his head and easily pulled his younger, hyperventilating brother off the tricolor-haired duelist.
Yuugi gave him a silent 'thank you' and slid into the limousine. He shut the door and rolled down the window so that he could stick his head out. "Thank you for understanding, guys. I just really have to go."
Mokuba held back a sniffle. "Bye, Yuugi," he said somberly. "Make sure to visit, eat well, don't turn into a bum and live in a cardboard box, and call often." (O-O)
"Good-bye, Seto, Mokuba. I'll keep in touch."
"Make sure that you do," Seto said commandingly.
Yuugi smiled. "Thank you for everything, Seto. The money, the plane tickets, the cell phone, everything."
"It's not a problem," Mokuba spoke for Seto. "As long as you don't die or anything, it won't be for a waste."
Yuugi laughed. "Bye. I'll see you in…I don't know when, but… Good-bye."
"Bye," both Seto and Mokuba said simultaneously. Seto walked up to the driver's window and spoke through the glass. "To Domino Airport."
"Yes, sir, Kaiba-sama."
The limousine rolled out of the Kaiba estate. As it neared the gate, Yuugi stuck his upper body out of the window. "Good-bye!" he yelled, waving madly.
"Good-bye…! King of Games…" Seto murmured the last part to himself as Mokuba waved energetically to the back of the receding limo.
/ - With Ryou; after the Mind Crush - /
"MIND CRUSH!" Yami roared.
Ryou gasped, taking a step back as the simmering beam of Shadows spiraled at the two yamis. His arm brushed against Malik's, and he could feel the Egyptian tremble.
"Yami," Ryou whispered, referring to his rather than Yuugi's.
The shaft of blackish-purple light capable of mind annihilation exploded once it made contact with Bakura and Marik. Ryou screamed out in anguish, dropping to his knees. He could feel Malik beside him, still steady of his feet, but writhing in pain.
(Ryou: OKAY! Enough about Malik! This is MY POV, okay?
Killah: … -.- You want me to explain your internal torture…?
Ryou: YES! Wait…oh my. O-O --- IT IS SO FRICKIN' KAWAII WHEN HE SAYS THAT WITH HIS ACCENT! ---
Killah: Fine…your funeral…)
Ryou screamed out in anguish, dropping to his knees and holding his head with both hands. The pain was unimaginable. There was a searing throbbing sensation in his mind, numbing everything. Suddenly, sadistic crimson eyes burnt into his closed eyelids and something huge in his heart snapped. He let out another scream of agony and fell down onto his side, still holding his head. Black blotted the vision of the blood-colored eyes until the British teen (P) was blinded by a black abyss. His heart twanged again, causing him to wince painfully. POP There was a loud pop in Ryou's ears. His stomach lifted. He heart twanged. His stomach lifted. (I should stop right here…)
Ryou groaned excruciatingly. He felt as if something was being sucked out from his gut. The crimson-pupiled eyes flashed once more before all the pain stopped. It was completely silent.
Ryou opened his eyes cautiously. He was in his soul room, a room he hadn't been in for three months. It was exactly like how it was that last time he came. Four white walls, with posters of his favorite Duel Monster, the Change of Heart, and Egypt, plastered everywhere. Egypt played a part in his life because it was basically all he could think about when he thought of his father, the only living relative he knew about, seeing that he was an archaeologist.
There wasn't anything else, really. He stared into a corner of the room, shuddering at it. Blood was splattered everywhere. The color of the wall there was a tainted gray. No, his darkness had not beaten him. This corner was a reminder of his old self. (Remember in the second chapter, I made something weird up about Ryou being a dark teen? "He had wallowed in self-pity over the death of his mother and sister while brooding over his father's neglect.") He had witnessed his mother and Amane's (It's Amane, right? -.-) deaths. The years passed, but the memory had not dissipated.
Sighing, Ryou looked away from the corner and took to the problem at hand. Why was he suddenly in his soul room?
Maybe Bakura had something to do with it. Ryou walked over to the door of his soul room and pushed it open. He cautiously shuffled out into the corridor and gasped.
The wall opposite to the entrance of his soul room was bare. Empty. Blank. Clear. There was no door. Bakura's door wasn't there.
Ryou panicked. What had happened?
Of course! The Mind Crush. (OMFG! All words are capitalized. n-n Yay!) It all made sense. Ryou lightly praised himself for figuring out what happened. Then the actual seriousness of the situation hit him with its dead weight. Bakura was gone- Crushed.
"No," Ryou whispered. (Aw! n-n He cares!) "Bakura!" he yelled, running at the vacant wall. He banged on the stone, not caring as he bruised his fists on the coarse rock. "BAKURA! Yami! Yami!" (O-O)
As Ryou yelled and hammered on the wall, the corridor slowly began to dissipate. Black swallowed the granite-colored stone pixel by pixel, and the corridor spiraled into oblivion.
"Ryou- Ryou!" Malik whispered quietly, prodding the British albino in the back.
Ryou groggily opened his eyes, flinching as he felt a stinging sensation slowly subside from the back of his head. "Malik?" he called, sitting up from his position on the filthy ground of the bar.
"D-did…it…happen to you…too?"
Ryou accepted the hand Malik was giving him and pulled himself up. "Yes…" he responded, looking down in grief. "It's gone… HE'S gone…" Looking up, the mahogany-eyed albino spied the rest of the gang.
Yami was immobile on his knees, head down in shame. The rest of the gang was huddled around him, Jou with a rip in his sleeve.
Ryou dusted himself off and turned to Malik. "C'mon," he said. "Yami looks like he's down in the dumps."
"He should be," Malik seethed. "He just Mind Crushed our yamis and made Yuugi run away from him again."
"It's what friends do, Malik." Placing a comforting expression on his face, he turned back to Yami and walked to the group of huddled teens.
Malik followed- although it seemed rather reluctant- and they all tried to comfort the crying (O-O) darkness, pretending as if nothing had happened.
"I-I've got to go talk to him…to say I'm sorry…" Yami mumbled. He stood up, wobbling slightly, and left the bar, leaving the rest of them blinking all alone.
"Uh…wait up, Yams'!" Jou yelled, running after the tricolor-haired darkness. Honda, Anzu, and Malik followed.
Ryou spared one last glance at his own darkness, lying on the ground unconscious, before following the three out the door.
/ - With Yami - /
They all hopped back into Honda convertible and sped off.
"Yami," Anzu finally said. "Do you know where Yuugi is?"
"Of course I…don't…"
"Well…we ovaheard Yuug' yellin' at moneybags when he ran out…" Jou contributed.
"That's it, Jou," Yami said. "He went to Kaiba's!"
"Why would he go to Kaiba's house?" Ryou mused aloud.
Shrugging, Honda hit the accelerator and caught everyone by surprise.
"Honda, you maniac!" Malik yelled. "You're going to kill us all!"
"Slow down!" Anzu shouted over the sound of wind.
Yami, however, was ignoring everyone and everything. He was going to get to his aibou no matter what. (Gee…he just keeps trying, ne? Well he can't just sit there- then there's no crazed, obsessing yami going after Yuugi! YAY!)
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Honda parked at the curb of the Kaiba estate. "How do we get in? The gate's closed."
Yami and the rest of them pondered, while Ryou walked around the tall gate, examining it. Yami looked up at Ryou questioningly. "What are you doing?--- wah!"
Ryou leaped against a speaker pad at the little pillar of bricks at the edge of the gate and onto the spikes of the top of the gate. He stood stiff on the spike, one foot slightly on the other, until he hopped right off, landing on his feet like a skilled feline. He stared over at the group, through the iron bars, with an innocent look on his face.
Yami, Jou, Honda, Anzu: O-----------O Ryou-kun…?
Malik: n-----------n Yay Ryou-kun!
Ryou shrugged. Yami suspected that Ryou had learned it from his…yami…that he…killed…
Malik took the same path the white-haired hikari took, while Honda and Jou simply climbed the fence. Yami was unable to jump the gate, seeing that his height was less that ordinary for a male of his age (5000 o-o), and Anzu…couldn't jump it with a skirt on.
Yami shrugged at Anzu and used his Shadow powers to transfer the two over the gate.
"Why didn't you think of that earlier?" Honda complained. He was just cross because Jou had fallen on him.
Yami shrugged again and brushed past the razor-headed brunette. (XP) He walked up the gravel path of the property, turning back and motioning for everyone else to follow.
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Ding DONG
It was a few minutes before a butler opened the door. "Koban wa," he greeted.
"We'd like to speak to Seto Kaiba," Yami said in his usual haughty air.
The butler looked him up and down. "I will be with you in a moment," he finally said, shutting the door in their faces.
"Uhm…" T.-U Yami and the gang waited until the door slammed open again. Seto Kaiba stood in the doorway, with Mokuba beside him.
"Kaiba, we need to---" Yami stumbled back, holding his cheek while his friends glared at Seto.
"What'd'ja hit Yams' for, moneybags?" Jou asked angrily, getting all up in Seto's face.
"Jou," Yami said warningly, "stop. I will do this on my own." Yami rubbed his cheek for another quick moment before walking back up to the doorway. "What was that for, Kaiba?" he asked in a calm matter.
"Homicidal bastard!" Seto snarled. "How dare you come here, to my house, after you did that to Yuugi- and them."
"Why would you care?" Ryou asked, more curious than madly crazed at the CEO's outrageous behavior.
"… Just leave me alone. Never step foot on my property ever again, or I swear I will…" The brunette looked down at Mokuba cautiously. "Just leave."
"But I want to make up with my aibou-"
"Well you can't! Don't you understand, Yami?" Mokuba asked. His voice was calm, but Yami could tell anger laced his words, promising the same thing as Seto's threat. "He never wants to see you again! After what you did! I'm surprised Seto-nii hasn't already set security on you."
"Yeah!" Seto said furiously. "Because of you, Yuugi is going to board the 174 plane to California at four o'clock. He's leaving because you were- and are- a huge ASS."
"HE'S GOING TO CALIFORNIA?" everyone yelled simultaneously.
"Onii-san…" Mokuba said. "You weren't supposed to tell them."
"Oh shit! I forgot!" Seto yelled. But Yami and the gang were already on the other side of the gate, packed into the convertible. The last words they heard were from Mokuba's mouth…
"Onii-san…did you swear?"
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"Drive faster, Honda!" Yami yelled over the rushing of wind. "It's two quarters to four o'clock!"
"Do you want me to get a ticket?" Honda hollered back.
"I don't care! Hit it, Honda! Put the pedal to the metal!"
Jou, Anzu, Ryou, and Malik rolled their eyes at the bickering—and Yami's American movie quoting.
"Faster, Honda! HURRY UP, YOU IMBECILE, OR I WILL SEND YOUR SOUL TO THE SHADOW REALM!"
"Shut up, Yami!" Honda screamed back.
"Why don't you?"
"Guys!" Anzu yelled, interrupting their argument. "We're here!"
/ - With Yuugi - /
Flight 174 is boarding in twenty minutes.
Yuugi's head snapped up. That's my flight, he thought to himself. Grasping the handle of his traveling case, he stood up from his seat on a bench beside a family of loud, crying, and yelling children. He looked around for a few minutes and spotted the escalator that led upstairs to his gate.
He stepped onto the first, flat step with precaution. (Those things are damn scary, man… My poor shoelace… /sigh/) About halfway up the ascending contraption, the huge doors of the airport slammed open, shattering the surface of the see-through glass a bit.
Yuugi turned at the sound of the noise. There, right in the middle of the airport, was the tricolor-haired, crimson-eyed, leather-infatuated, darkness who ruined his life, his yami. (This is one really short POV…)
/ - Back to da Yammers' - /
His light hadn't turned from his spot on the large, moving stairs. "Yuugi! Yuugi!" Yami yelled.
People's heads swiveled to turn their attention on him. He understood. Who wouldn't stare at a weirdo yelling out "Game! Game!"?
Growling, not wanting to be an item of staring, Yami swished his arm, and everyone in the airport except for himself, his friends, and his hikari froze. (He may not be able to do that anywhere else, but he can do it here. XP)
"Yuugi!" he yelled again.
This time, Yuugi turned, gasping at the state the airport was in and that the escalator wasn't moving. "Yami!" he yelled. Yami couldn't understand what feeling was behind his words. Sadness? Relief? Anger? Ecstasy?
His little light bounced down the escalator, dodging out of frozen people's ways, and onto the ground of the first floor.
Yami beamed widely. As Yuugi ran towards him, he almost felt like holding his arms out for a hug. But that was stupid, he told himself. That only happened in Hollywood movies. (He's addicted to American chick flicks. O-O Shhh!) But he couldn't help it. He held out his arms right when Yuugi was a foot or two away from him.
One second, Yami was expecting a hug, the next…
CRUNCH!
…Yami had a broken nose… Oh…I guess it was anger when he yelled… he thought to himself as he fell back, only to be caught by Jou and Honda.
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Killah: WH00T!
Yami: . /sigh/ First I get decked out by Kaiba, then my own aibou gives me a bloody nose. Do you hate me, or something?
Marik: Uh…haven't you been listening to ANYTHING she's been saying lately…?
Umm… I don't really have any news to tell you… /thinks/ Oh! I know… It's not one or two chapters left- it's two or three. Yeah…okay…bye…
4,247 words! No notebook-y-ness AT ALL! Yay! I would have been longer, but I…got lazy. XP
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