Renoirkmk: thank you, and no, I will not forget to update, unless my computer eats my soul…
LonelyTombRobber: Yes, yes, eventually there will be R/B, but it doesn't happen until second half of the fic! BUT THAT SHOULDN'T STOP YOU FROM READING IT! Oh yeah, Anzu's a bitch. But wait, she going to get worse, mwahahahaha… The title is named after one of my Our Lady Peace CD's, its awesome, isn't it?
Sarah Costa: Guess what I'm updating now! Atemu to the rescue! dramatic music! Anzu will get her punishment in the end but not before you learn to hate her a little bit more.
I love you all, and some of you actually liked my story! Yay! I'm updating roughly every week. Yep, the story is already done but I like to you all squirm with anticipation, mwahahahahaha…Besides what fun would it be if I just gave you all the story just like that. At least this way you know I will update, unlike most stories where they say they will every month and don't…
I noticed a lot of you really dislike Anzu, don't worry friends, as I have said before this is not a Anzu fic, she will meet her just end in future chapters but for now you can just go on hating her.
THIS IS SHOUNEN AI, YAOI (sorry no lemons) OTHER WISE KNOWN AS SLASH, GUY ON GUY LOVE, YES THAT WOULD BE HOMOSEXUAL LOVE, GOT IT? If you have a problem with that then DON'T READ!
This fic is rated for language, slight grusomeness, some sexual stuff but no lemons
Disclaimer: Ha! If I owned Yugioh, I wouldn't have let it been dubbed so horribly and wouldn't have let them make Yugioh towels or lunch boxes! I also would have gotten rid of Anzu in the first episode. Ido notown Our Lady Peace lyrics which you will find throughout this fic
Chyaputa 2: Just in Time
By the time Yugi had woke up, the sun was practically setting outside of his window. Memories flashed almost painfully in his mind. Yugi suddenly shot out of the bed, eyes desperately searching the room. Someone had carried him from the living room into the bedroom. The door was closed, muffled voices echoed through the wood of the door.
Yugi jumped out of the bed and onto the floor, his feet trapped within the sheets making him fall flat on his face. His head pounded and his body ached but stillYugi fought his way to the door. His fingers were shaking as he threw the door open and rushed into the living room, tripping over his own feet in his hurry.
Jounouchi and Honda, the only two people in the room at the moment, looked up to see Yugi enter, stumbling clumsily through the doorway.
"Where…?" he breathed. Honda and Jounouchi both pointed to the kitchen automatically. Yugi sped through the room, around the cornerand right into a solid person. He fell over onto the floor once again a pair of feet oddly reminding him of his own were standing in front of him. Hesitantly, Yugi dared to look up.
His darker half looked about the same as he had the last time Yugi had seen him, on that faithful day back in Egypt. A few things were different. He had aged a bit and now looked about the same age as Yugi himself. He was taller, or at least he seemed taller, Yugi wasn't quite sure, after all he was on the ground
His other half also had his own body. That was definitely different.
Yugi stared, wide eyed, unable to move, unable to speak. If he blinked would this image go away, like all the other times...
Jounouchi Honda and Anzu, still in the kitchen, waited for his reaction. His darker half stared pleasantly back, ominous ruby eyes just as intense as they had been 7 years ago.
'Seven years, six months and two weeks,three days…' Yugi repeated.
The pharaoh kneeled down so that Yugi and himself were at the same level.
"Aibou…" His voice hit Yugi's ears like a sonic boom. Yugi reached forward with a hand and touched his darker half's face. Then, unable to hold back any longer, he threw himself at the pharaoh, arms wrapping around his neck.
"M-mou hitori no boku…" he cried, voice scratched by tears of joy. He wanted to ask him so many things but the words were lost in his tight throat. "Why…? Where…? How…?" he mumbled, not wanting to let go. Never wanting to let go.
"I don't know," his dark side answered, hugging him just as violently back. "And I really don't care." Yugi could feel him breathing and his deep voice vibrating in his chest. Eventually they pulled away from each other, Yugi wiping tears from his eyes. He stopped and stared down at the darker side's chest.
"Is that my shirt?" Yugi asked, recognizing the piece of clothing. The pharaoh grinned sheepishly.
"I didn't exactly come with anything, aibou. I hope you can forgive me," he teased. Yugi grinned too, he smiled so hard his muscles were staring to hurt.
"Come on you two," Jounouchi said offering a hand to each of them. It was only then that Yugi noticed he was sitting on top of his darker half. He tried to keep his embarrassment down, covering his face slightly when Jounouchi helped him stand up. Anzu stared at the both of them, happy tears in her eyes. As soon as they both stood up she wrapped her arms around both of their necks kissing both of them on forehead, pulling them both close to her.
"Atemu, I'm so glad you came back," she whispered, loud enough for Yugi to hear.
'Atemu…?' he thought confused. 'That's right, Atemu is his real name. I can't believe I forgot it…' Anzu pulled away and her tears now freely running down her face.
"I'll get dinner!" she squeaked and pushed them all out of the kitchen, closing the door behind them. Yugi turned to Atemu grinning.
"She always gets so emotional," he said nervously.
"That's because she cares for the both of you a lot," Honda said sitting down on the couch again.
"So Atemu, what was it like being dead?" Jounouchi asked. Atemu shrugged.
"It was okay," he answered mildly as he and Yugi sat down on the couch. "It's not really a place you can describe, sort of a feeling. But it was nice. I don't really remember it all that well." Just then Anzu entered, trays of food in her arms which she passed out. Atemu looked down at his food, thoughtfully.
"What's wrong?" Anzu asked nervously. "Don't you like it?"
"No, its not that,"Atemu answered. "I've just never eaten anything on my own since 3000 years ago…" Anzu looked like she might burst into tears again.
"Do you remember how to eat?" Jounouchi asked, mouth fill of food. Anzu smacked him on the back of the head.
"Of course he knows how to eat!" she spat.
"Ow! What was that for Anzu?" Jounouchi cried. On the other side of the room, Yugi watched his once-darker-half lift a piece of food to his mouth and chew it timidly. Yugi also noticed how his clothes were several inches too short on Atemu. Even though he had once been bonded to Yugi's body, Atemu was now at least three inches taller than he was.
"We're going to have to get you your own clothes," Yugi speculated, looking over Atemu. "Mine don't fit you very well."
"We could go shopping tomorrow!" Anzu squealed enthusiastically.
"What about the wedding?" Honda asked. Dead silence fell. Yugi felt his heart stop. Atemu looked around curiously.
"Wedding? Is someone getting married?" he asked. Atemu's eyes found Yugi; Yugi had a strong urge to look away.
"I'm getting married, Atemu," he admitted, tongue fumbling on the foreign name.
"To who?" Atemu asked mildly, red eyes relieving no emotion. Why did it seem like such a painful question? Yugi opened his mouth but no sound came out.
"Me," Anzu answered, walking over to Yugi and draping an arm around his shoulders. Yugi almost cringed at the touch. "We're getting married in next week. You came back just in time to see it."
'Just in time…?' Yugi thought. He could of bent his head in shame to escape Atemu's stare.
I depend on you,
for the wings of life and the air that you move
It was late, Yugi knew it, but still he couldn't get any sleep. Anzu's soft almost silent breathing next to his ear was not nearly as comforting as it always had been the previous nights. He turned over in the blankets, away from his fiancée. His eyes found the door to the hallway that lead to where Atemu was sleeping. The arm Anzu had laid over Yugi's back was weighting him down to the bed, unable to get up.
'But he came back…' Yugi thought happily, grinning into the blankets. The image of his once darker half sitting on his couch eating his food in his clothes was almost unbearable to contain. He shifted around in the blankets, still not facing Anzu. The bed felt too small to contain Yugi's over whelming joy, it burned the inside of his chest as he thought of it.
But how much had Atemu changed since he had been dead? Had Yugi changed?
'What if this is all a dream?' he thought horrified. 'What if I just had a dream
about Atemu coming back and he never actually did?' A terrifying dreadful knot shattered his over spilling happiness. He slipped out from under Anzu's arm, leaped from the bed and crept out of the room as silent and as quickly as possible. The slightest ruffle of clothing sounded as loud as sirens, he winced as a floorboard creaked under his toe. He snuck into the room and found Atemu lying on his stomach, face down on the couch, snoring peacefully, an arm hanging off the side.
Yugi sighed with relief to see him lying there. He sat down upon the fluffy armchair directly across from him, watching Atemu as he slept.
'He's real. He really came back…' Without realizing it, Yugi's eyelids drooped. He closed them, thinking of resting them for a little while but ended up falling into sleep.
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Anzu's wide crystal blue eyes were smiling down upon him as she shook him awake.
"Wake up, breakfast is ready," she announced. Yugi looked over to where Atemu had been sleeping to see an empty couch. His purple eyes scanned the room.
"Where's Atemu?"
"Setting the table," she answered. "Hey how about we go out today and get Atemu some clothes of his own? It will be fun, just the three of us!"
"But what about all that planning we have to do for the wedding?" Yugi asked, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"I've convinced Honda and Jounouchi to take over some of the planning, just for today, so we can have some time getting Atemu settled and everything."
"You sure you want Honda and Jounouchi taking care of our wedding?" Yugi asked standing up and stretching. Anzu shrugged.
"How much damage can they do in one day?" she answered as they both traveled into the kitchen.
"And these and this and, ooo… look at this!" Anzu exclaimed piling more and more clothes into Atemu's and Yugi's arms.
"How much money does she think we have?" Yugi exclaimed in dismay so that only Atemu could hear. "Not that I don't want to get you stuff but we can barely keep that apartment going! Not to mention how much this wedding is costing us," Yugi grumbled himself into frustrated silence. Atemu chuckled.
"Sorry you have to go through so much trouble for me, aibou," he apologized sincerely as they both watched Anzu jump between aisles enthusiastically.
"You don't have to call me that anymore, you know," Yugi said. "After all we're not sharing a body anymore." Atemu shrugged.
"I guess I'm just used to it, it would be hard for me to called you anything else," Atemu explained. Yugi nodded, the name "Atemu" was still difficult for his tongue.
"What about these?" she squealed holding up very expensive looking black pants. "They'd look so cool on you!" Yugi frowned slightly. Atemu looked pleasantly
indifferent and nodded mildly when Anzu was talking to him, Yugi slowly trailing behind them both with the pile of clothes, feeling very left out. "And you'll have to try them on just to make sure they'll fit you right!"
"Ah, Anzu, isn't all of this a little too much? I mean, there's no way he is going to need all of these clothes…" Yugi protested timidly as they waited for Atemu to come out of the changing booth.
"Well, yes but I want him to look good," Anzu explained cheerfully. "Think of all the horrible things he's been through. He deserves the best we can give him."
'The best…?' Yugi self esteem dropped several feet. Atemu came out and Anzu made him walk around her as she squealed and ooed. Yugi slumped in his chair and tried to look away. 'She's never done that to me before…' he thought miserably as Anzu shoved Atemu forcefully back into the changing rooms with another handful of clothes.
"Doesn't he look so cool!" she said looking at Yugi for support. Yugi shrugged.
'He looks almost exactly like me, why shouldn't I look cool too?' Yugi stared down at his too big feet only hidden by his too big shoes. It wasn't as if he wore old cheap clothes but the way Anzu was dressing Atemu made Yugi look down right scruffy.
"Anzu, how are we going to pay for all of this?" Yugi voiced timidly.
"Don't worry," she comforted kneeling down by him. "If you're worried about money, I can pay for his clothing."
"Well, I wouldn't want you to pay for all of it," Yugi protested his guilt catching up to him. "We could split the price…"
"No, no, no, its alright Yugi, I'll cover it. I have a higher paying job anyway," she explained carelessly waving off his protests. Yugi again felt like bending his head in shame. Atemu came out and Anzu squealed, rushing back to his side.
"You look so hot!" she exclaimed, dancing excitedly around him. Yugi looked up to see what all the fuss was about and then found that he couldn't look away. Those tight jean pants and tighter black shirt fit perfectly on his slim lithe body.
'Has he always looked like that?' Yugi wondered, his eyes widening in pure shock. 'Have I just never noticed?'
"What do you think, Yugi?" Anzu asked. Yugi's eyes met Atemu's intense red stare. The bottom dropped out of his stomach.
"Ah… G-great," Yugi choked, looking away. How had it suddenly become so hot? "I'm going to go… to the, ah… shoe section…" he stammered backing up. "Need, um, new shoes… you know."
"Alright, we'll need to get some shoes for Atemu anyway," Anzu said. "We'll meet you there."
"R-right…" Yugi mumbled, tongue fumbling desperately for words. He sped as fast as he could to get away from the changing rooms. His heart rate seemed to have gone up several notches. He could finally breathe again as he entered the main hallway of the clothing store and made his way slowly toward the shoe section.
Now that Yugi had gotten away from Atemu, he was starting to feel pretty stupid about his reaction to his darker side's… new look. Sure the clothes had been a little… um, tight on him but it had been stupid for him to gawk at Atemu like he was some sort of… candy or something.
'He's always looked like that,' Yugi thought, scuffing the floor up with his shoes as he walked. 'He's just always been inside my mind so I've never noticed… it was just the shock that's all. And Anzu's buying him all those cool looking clothes; she never bought me any cool clothes like that. Still… no wonder everyone likes him…' Sooner than he had expected, Yugi arrived at the endless rows of shoes. He sighed and looked around for a few minutes before his mind fell back on the subject of his darker side.
'Anzu's been hogging him all to herself. Buying clothes for him, making him food and stuff. Do I ever get a turn?' he wondered, forehead wrinkling in a frown. His happiest memories had been when he and Atemu had been alone playing friendly games of Duel Monsters or building their deck together. Was there anything else besides games that he and his dark side had in common?
"Hey aibou," Atemu greeted, coming up behind Yugi suddenly. Yugi jumped in surprise, dropping the pair of shoes he was holding. "How's shoe shopping going?"
"Don't do that! You scared me!" Yugi exclaimed, trying to get his madly beating heart under control. Yugi noticed, much to his relief, his darker side had changed out of the tight jean outfit Anzu had put him in. Atemu grinned.
"Sorry," he apologized. Yugi blinked, expression softening.
"You seem in a… really good mood," Yugi observed.
"Wouldn't you be after being in the world of the dead for so long?" Atemu answered mildly. Yugi shrugged.
"I guess, where's Anzu?" he asked looking around.
"She's paying for the clothes. She said to go ahead and start picking out shoes."
"Ok, follow me," Yugi announced, his mood raising as he showed Atemu the shoes in his size. "Guess I got some time alone with you after all."
"Yep," Atemu commented picking up a suspicious looking shoe and examining it. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you and Anzu get together anyway?"
"Oh well, she went off to a dancing school in America for about three years then she came back to Japan because she said the Broadway life wasn't for her, too much stress or something. She came to visit me one day when I was really depressed and, I don't know, cheered me up…" Yugi paused, giving Atemu a sideways glance. "I got really depressed for a while after school…" his eyes dissolved back down at the floor, looking thoughtful, not depressed or sad, just thoughtful. Atemu stared at his lighter half wanting to say something supportive or encouraging but his mind was blank.
"So… marriage, huh?" Atemu forced the words out of his throat hoping to change the subject. Yugi looked up, almost in surprise.
"Yep, marriage," Yugi repeated and then his face fell. "I really don't think I'm ready for it yet. But Anzu just kept insisting…"
"You don't have to get married right away, do you?" Atemu asked casually examining another shoe. "You could wait… like half a year or something..."
"I suppose," Yugi answered uncertainly scratching a spot on his chin. "But Anzu shouldn't have to wait any longer, at least not for me." Atemu made short affirmative grunt and looked away. Yugi sensed his discomfort. "But that doesn't mean that you can't stay with us for a while after the honeymoon."
'Oh good lord, the honeymoon…' Yugi groaned silently, the sickening feeling of dread back in his stomach.
"Really?" Atemu said looking a little happier. "I wouldn't want to intrude or anything…"
"No, it's all right. I'm sure Anzu would agree too," Yugi insisted. "She missed you so much after all… All of us did," he added. "Are there any shoes that look good to you." Atemu looked around at the display cases and shrugged.
Goodbye, the future's sold out. There's not use screaming.
Who thought we'd ever get this far?
"Honestly," Anzu criticized harshly. "Can't you guys do anything right?"
"Hey, we talked to the guy at the casino, he said it would be fine if we had it there," Honda argued. "Besides, do you know how much work you gave us to do?"
"I'm not having my wedding reception at some cheap casino!" Anzu poked Jounouchi in the temple forcefully.
"Hey, that hurt!" Jounouchi whined pathetically. "If you don't like what we planned then plan it yourself!" The blonde threw a pile of papers into the air in frustration, littering the already messy room. Anzu, Atemu and Yugi had come home to find the apartment completely trashed with Honda's and Jounouchi's frantic last minute wedding planning. While Anzu was arguing with Honda about something, Yugi walked over to Jounouchi and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Can I talk to you, Jounouchi?" Yugi asked.
"Anything to get away from her," Jounouchi grumbled and stood up. Yugi lead him in the kitchen for at least a little more privacy. "You sure know how to pick them Yugi," he said. "She's a monster when she doesn't get what she wants."
"Jounouchi, I have a favor to ask," Yugi said, chest swelling with guilt at what he was about ask. Jounouchi looked at him closely and then his face became still with sudden understanding.
"You want Atemu as your best man right?" he asked. Yugi hesitated.
"Do you… I mean, I'm really, really sorry but I need him with me when it happens…" Yugi muttered the strangled explanation. "Is that okay?"
"It's fine, Yugi. I understand," Jounouchi said putting a hand on his shoulder to harden his resolve. He smiled. "I get it." Yugi grinned in relief.
"Of course you'll be my back up best man, if Atemu gets sick or anything, we could even have two if you wanted to," Yugi rambled. Jounouchi shook his head.
"Its alright, I think its great you want him with you," Jounouchi said leading his friend back into the living room. Yugi grinned and his eyes found Atemu across the room. "Go give him the good news," Jounouchi urged, giving Yugi a little push.
"Thanks, Jounouchi!" Yugi cried and ran across the room to Atemu to give him the good news.
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If you don't know this already, "Aibou" "Partner" (Atemu calls Yugi that in the Anime) and "Mou hitori no Boku" "The other me" (Yugi calls Atemu that in the Anime)
I would like to add that I am not very good at catching grammar and spelling mistakes, HOORA FOR THE HOLY SPELL CHECK! You might find some words that should be other words or look a lot like other words but aren't.
Example: Me typing "Clam down!" when its supposed to be "Calm down!" Yes I have made this mistake before… stop laughing at me.
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