I was watching Grand Prix recently (in Japanese version) and Leon calls Yugi "my adored one". This was fan subs of course, but its still funny. Heehee, everyone starts falling in love with Yugi.
I just noticed something. This is the first, and probably only, fic I've written that Kaiba isn't in, like at all. He's not even mentioned once! That's so weird! What is wrong with me!
This chapter came to me in a dream. I'm so serious. I was sleeping in my boring math class (the teacher throwing erasers at me) and it came to me, like a vision or something. To be blunt: This chapter rocks… It probably started the whole fic. I can't read through it without giggling or yelling "BEST CHAPTER EVER!" at the end.
Excited now? I doubt any of you are reading this anyway.
No more talk, let's get on to the story.
YUGIxATEMU fic, this is one! NOT ANZU. READ IF YOU LIKE YUGI AND ATEMU. Ryou's in there too, with his various wanta-be lovers, he's just so damn popular.
WARNING: SHOUNENAI/YAOI STORY! Do not read if you don't like thinking all guys in Yugioh are gay, cause you know they are. Come on, just look at them!
This fic is rate "T" or "PG-13". If you are a young child prepare to watch your whole world fall into pieces before your eyes as you run screaming blood murder out of the room. There's some violence, language, gay people doing… gay people things, grusomeness (which isn't a word) and other stuff.
I disclaim! I own not Yugioh. I only worship it's holiness from a far… that sounded so weird.
No stain glass windows were hurt during the making of this chapter.
I always feel like I'm talking to myself in these intros… It's creepy…
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Chyaputa 8: Skidding on Shards of Broken Glass
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"So, what are you going to do now?" Ryou asked, watching Yugi wash the tearstains from his face in the bathroom.
"The only thing I can do," Yugi said, drying his face with a paper towel. "I'm going to marry Anzu…"
"But why?" Ryou questioned, brown eyes clouding with concern. "You love Atemu, don't you?" Yugi looked painfully away.
"I… I don't know what love means. I know I want him by my side… but I told Anzu I wanted to marry her. I was the one who proposed, remember? So aren't I supposed to be in love with her?" he explained weakly. "I can't leave her standing there at the altar! I still care about her. What will she think of me if I left her on our wedding day?"
"It's your happiness that matters right now, Yugi," Ryou urged him. "You have to make this decision based solely on what you want."
"But what ever choice I make, still effects someone! What about all those people out there waiting to Anzu finally get married?" protested Yugi.
"Are you going to ruin your entire future just because a few thirty or so people, who you are probably never going to see again, are going to be angry at you?" Ryou questioned. "Put everyone else's feelings aside, you can't make everyone happy. What do you want Yugi?" Yugi looked at his reflection, sickened.
"I don't know. I can't do this…" he muttered. "Even if I did love him, I don't want to hurt Anzu. I don't want to hurt anyone. Besides…" Yugi's face fell even more, depression rotting at the pit of his stomach. "Atemu's a guy. Am I allowed to love a guy?" Ryou pulled Yugi's face away from the mirror. Yugi was surprised to Ryou's eyes so hard and serious.
"Do you remember who you're talking to Yugi?" Ryou questioned harshly.
"Oh right… but I've never been attracted to guys before. How do I know if I love him?" Yugi asked helplessly. "This is all new to me, Ryou!"
"Forget for a moment if he's a guy! Forget about how you might be gay or bi or even straight! Do you want to spend your entire life living a lie just because you married the wrong person?"
"But I promised Anzu…" Yugi protested weakly.
"Who cares about that?" Ryou snapped harshly. Yugi winced. "If you do love him, you can't let him slip away. After this he'll be gone from you forever…"
"But he said he'd never leave me!" Yugi cried, panicking. "He said even if I chose her, he'd stay with me!"
"You can't have both of them! That's not the way it works!" Yugi cowered under Ryou's surprisingly fierce glare. "You think Atemu deserves that! Having to follow around the one he loves, even though he knows he'll never get you, you'll forever be out of his reach! You'll kill him!"
"Then what do I do?" Yugi asked helplessly. "I don't know what to do…" Yugi said, voice barely above a whisper. Ryou's face softened.
"Try this. Instead of trying to figure out which one you love, ask yourself who would you regret running away from? Who can't you live without?" Ryou said and backed away. "That is the one you love." Yugi's face fell back to the floor; his back hunched and shoulders bent. Ryou's hand reached the doorknob. "I'm going back outside. Everyone's waiting for you, don't make them wait too long."
Yugi heard the bathroom door open and then close behind him. He was alone in the room now. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, at its pale gray face and light-less eyes. He was done crying, he had cried too much already. Now all that was left was to decide.
"I don't want to choose," he repeated out loud to himself.
The crowd sitting in the church seats was getting nervous. Malik could see many people looking at their watches and exchanging questions with each other. Ryou finally showed up, looking surprisingly pale. Malik moved his feet from the seat he had been saving for his friend.
"You okay? You look sick?" Malik asked concerned.
"I'm fine," Ryou answered shortly as though he didn't want to talk about it. Malik dropped the subject but he did noticed that every once in a while Ryou's eyes would flicker towards Atemu.
Finally after several more, long, fingernail-biting minutes the groom, Yugi, stumbled nervously out onto the stage followed by the best man, Jounouchi. The audience sighed with relief. Malik heard Ryou draw in a long unsteady breath and then hold it. Atemu, sitting on the other side of Malik, didn't even blink, cold stone emotionless expression carved into his features. Yugi managed to stand himself up properly, facing the audience. His purple eyes found Malik's company, landed on Atemu and then immediately looked away again.
'What am I doing?' Yugi thought desperately.
The music started. Low and slow, like some kind of painful death march. Yugi wasn't breathing. He thought he knees might give way with everyone staring at him.
"Are you sure you want this, Yugi?" Jounouchi asked softly, lips barely moving, standing beside his best friend.
'Why is everyone always asking me that?' Yugi thought frustratingly. 'I've decided, haven't I?' Yugi nodded stiffly. Jounouchi sighed but didn't say anything more.
One of Anzu's cute little cousins or nieces was leading the line of white and light pink fluffy bridesmaids walked down the aisle, showering the walkway with purple flower petals. Yugi wiped his sweaty palms on his black pants, when he stood up again he felt as though he might topple over right there on the steps.
After the bride's maids cleared the walkway and the bride robed in a mass of blinding white appeared at the entrance of the hall, a white silk-gloved hand holding onto her father's arm. The audience rose to their feet as she entered. Yugi was starting to feel very dizzy.
'What am I doing?' Yugi repeated, his head pounding.
Anzu floated down the aisle, her fluffy dress followed her like a cloud. Some women burst into tears as she passed; others stood in awe at her wondrous beauty, but just looking at his wife-to-be made Yugi sick. She reached the end of the hall and was released by her father to meet Yugi by the steps. The audience sat down again and the bride and groom faced each other. Anzu flashed him a grin underneath her white veil; Yugi could only manage an awkward jerky nod.
"We are gathered here today…" the priest droned but eventually his voice faded from Yugi's ears. He gave a heart-warming speech about beautiful bond of marriage that made Yugi feel even worse. His feet felt swollen in his overly polished shoes, his hands were no longer attached to his body.
'What am I doing here?' Yugi asked himself, eyes stinging with lack of moisture.
"Mazaki Anzu," the man said turning to the bride.
'No, not yet. We can't be at the vows yet!' Yugi pleaded. 'I need more time!' He had hoped they would never come.
"Do you take this man to be lawful wedded husband? To have and to hold, through sickness and health, till death do you part?"
"I do," Anzu spoke very clearly. Now all eyes were on him.
"Mutou Yugi," the man spoke. Yugi's skin was burning ice cold, sweat covering every part of him.
'What the hell am I doing here?' Yugi could have thrown up out of nerves.
"Do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?"
'What the HELL am I doing here!' he screamed inside his head. 'This makes no sense!' Wasn't it Jounouchi who had said:
"If you're not happy on your wedding day then maybe that's a sign you shouldn't be getting married!"
"To have and to hold, through sickness and health…"
'Am I happy? Standing here about to be forever bonded to Anzu, a woman I don't even think I know anymore? I said I wanted Atemu, but do I really want Anzu?'
"…till death do you part?"
"Ask yourself, who would you regret running away from? Who can't you live without? That is the one you love."
Yugi didn't know a lot about love but he knew he couldn't live without Atemu and that if he let Atemu leave, he really would regret it for the rest of his life.
'If I had to choose between losing Atemu or losing Anzu, I'd choose Atemu. I would choose Atemu!' The suddenly realization of this statement cleared Yugi's mind so suddenly Yugi could have slapped himself for not recognizing it sooner. 'I'm such an IDIOT!'
"I can't do this!"
The crowd gasped recoiled at this sudden plot twist. Ryou peeked out between his fingers, which had been clutching his pale face, nails digging into his scalp. Atemu actually looked up from his daze, eyes clearing and focusing upon the stage.
Yugi stared bewildered down at Anzu now kneeling on the floor in her fluffy white wedding dress.
"I can't do this!" Anzu repeated, voice shrill. "I can't marry Yugi!"
"What?" the crowd gasped as one.
"What?" Ryou and Malik cried.
"What?" Yugi exclaimed jumping back.
"I can't marry Yugi because… because I LOVE ATEMU!" cried Anzu.
'Holy hell gods! She beat me to it!' Yugi thought in frantic dismay.
"She what?" Ryou questioned turned to the pharaoh beside him. Atemu lookedcompletely shocked and unnerved.
"Did she just say…?" Malik asked, eyes narrowed.
"No!" Yugi screamed, hands clutching his face in despair. The crowd jumped outof their seats and began fighting amongst themselves; arguing and looking for this character named Atemu. The said 3000-year-old-spirit, slid down in his seat almost onto the floor, trying to hide himself from view.
"I've loved him since the first day we met!" she cried dramatically, standing up and pointing out the suspicious felon. The friends and family of both parties turned to the seat Atemu was desperately trying to escape from. "But no matter how much I tried, I could never possibly love another!"
Yugi's mouth hung open, no sound was left in his throat. Those words were supposed to be his, he was supposed to say those things to Atemu!
There was a smothered chuckling behind him and Yugi turned to Jounouchi's face turning red with laughter. Yugi gaped at him.
"How can you be LAUGHING! This isn't funny!" Yugi cried throwing his arms up into the air. Jounouchi stuffed his fist into his mouth to stop himself from bursting out laughing.
"Sorry, but…" the blonde giggled. "You got to admit, it's ironic…" Yugi growled in frustration, round purple eyes suddenly fierce.
"My god…" Ryou muttered in stunned awe. "I never saw this coming." Malik looked as though he were very likely to puke.
"Heteros…" Malik muttered darkly, glaring at Anzu.
"Atemu!" Anzu called running across the red plush carpet towards her heart's desire, arms opened wide. Atemu had a sudden urge to sprint off in the opposite direction.
"Oh no, you don't!" Yugi snapped and dashed forward as well. "He's mine." Unfortunately, Anzu reached Atemu first and managed to throw herself at him over the people in the front row before the man had the chance to get away.
"Atemu, I love you!" she cried, arms around his neck, dragging him to the ground. "It's always been you! I never loved Yugi, only you, Atemu! Only you!"
"Ah…" Atemu answered, looking for an opportunity to get away, trying to peal the woman off him.
Then suddenly, without thinking, blinded by desperation, Yugi reached up, grabbed a fist full of Anzu's brown hair andpulled her violently backward, away from Atemu. Anzu screeched as she fell onto the floor.
Everyone in the room was silent, all staring at Yugi, stunned at this sudden unexpected out burst.
"Yugi…" Anzu said tearfully, clutching her damaged hair. "I know you love me, but you don't have to go that far…"
"T-that's not…! I mean, I don't!" Yugi stammered, fully aware that everyone was now watching him, nerves rushing through him once again. "I thought I did but I don't! Cause I… because I…" His eyes found Atemu's. "I-"
CRASH!
The stain glass wall at the back of the wedding chapel exploded as a dark figure on a large red motorbike crashed right through the window. People screamed and covered their faces as, with the roar of an engine the motorbike skidded to a stop on the red carpet floor. Pieces of stained glass showered the crowd; temporary blinding the audience as the dark figure unfolded itself on the bike, lifting its head to look around.
Yugi shook off shards of painted glass and looked up to see Yami no Bakura sitting there, center stage of the marred wedding chapel.
"Bakura!" Atemu snarled in surprise, jumping forward.
"Hey!" Malik exclaimed frantically, jumping out of his seat. "That's my bike!" Ryou could only stare in complete stunned paralysis at his evil counterpart, mouth agape.
Yami no Bakura's dark malicious eyes swept the scene, taking in many of the people close by, including Atemu, Anzu and Yugi. He stared at Atemu for a moment then turned to look at Yugi and grinned venomously.
The engine screeched into life once again, the wheels skidding on shards of broken glass as Yami no Bakura dived straight for Yugi at the bottom of the short steps. Before anyone knew what was happening, Bakura had scooped up Yugi, threw him over his shoulder and drove madly straight down the center aisle for the open door.
"NO! AIBOU!" Atemu cried in shock, rushing forward, shoving many people violently out of his way. "GET OUT OF MY WAY! AIBOU!"
"ATEMU!" Yugi cried reaching for him over Yami no Bakura's shoulder as they disappeared out the door, out of the church and outside into the city, motorbike screaming.
"NOOO!" Atemu screamed frantically still flinging large groups of people out of his way. "AIBOU! AIBOU!"
Okay, okay, I know what you're all thinking.
"WHAT THE HELL!"
Just don't kill me… Please…
Mwahahahaha… You thought this was going to end, didn't you? HA! I say to you. HA! Nothing in my fics is that easy. We are now officially half way through the story! Well, good news for Bakura fans anyway, you're prayers have been answered. He's back. Are you happy? I know I am.
Just for clarity "Yami no Bakura" means Dark Bakura, they call him that in the anime once or twice to distinguish him from Ryou but mostly they just call him Bakura.
I really do want to know what people thought about this chapter. It's the coolest, in my opinion. What do you think will happen next? Hm? Not that I'm going to change it for you.
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Response to Reviewers:
Jazhira: I'm glad you feel their pain, well not glad that you feel pain but glad that you care for the characters so much. Am I the only one who likes Malik in this story? Yugi, ah… makes up his mind, at least. Heh heh.
Hell's Sorrow: Heehee, finger sandwiches. Malik just feels so guilty, cause he thinks he messed up their friendship. He wants to make up. Poor Malik! (cries) I've already written the "I do" scene but don't worry I already thought of that. mwahaha…
Atemu Yugi Lover34: Heeheehee, lime. I'll try not to be late… it really wasn't my fault the last time… please don't hurt me. Glad you love the story!
Yami Adritha: You know, Yugi running away could have worked too, but you've got to give poor Atemu something. (Sigh) I'm ignoring the Bakura question cause, well; you know the answer now, don't you?
Hikari Skysong: (sigh) I'm glad I have such strong Anzu haters reading this fic. BURN BITCH!
XxNekoYouklaixX: I'm so moved by your enthusiasm. (sniff) Sorry, I don't write lemon, its just one of those things I can't do, you know like write a Yugi and Anzu fic (shivers)
EgYpTsFiRe: Yay! Someone liked the Malik and Ryou scene! (dances) The story only gets weirder, I think you can see for yourself.
Jedi Queen 001: Anzu flipping out, that's funny. Poor Yugi, so very confused.
Kuramarulez: You hear that, Yugi? You have to choose. Choose now. NOW! Heehee, just kidding.
LonelyTombRobber: Yugi broke Atemu's heart! Eek! So sad! Malik, how could you? Hmm… pizza…
Tal Zera: Thank you! This chapter rocks!
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