A Requiem for Innocence
Chapter Fourteen
At their house in California, Yugi's mom was trying her hardest to make Yugi feel at home, apparently intent on proving she was just as capable at taking care of him as Yami had been.
"Let's see…" She was flitting around the kitchen. "It's about lunchtime…are you hungry? I know you love hamburgers. Would you like one for lunch?"
"I'm not hungry." Yugi was leaning against the table.
"Oh, well, that's understandable. They did serve breakfast on the plane. How about for dinner? Tell you what, you just choose whatever you want for dinner and you'll get it. Your father isn't home to complain about eating healthy."
Yugi shook his head, distracted. "I don't want any dinner either. Just…I don't want anything." He couldn't see how he'd ever feel anything as normal as hunger again…not when he was busy beating himself up in his mind. If only he'd thought this out better, there might have been another way out of it. But he'd panicked, that's what had happened. He'd panicked when she'd threatened to tell the police about Yami, and now he was paying the price of that.
"Well, okay, we'll see how you feel later." Anyone else might have given up there, but she was determined to make another brave start for conversation. "Oh! And about moving back, you know, we were really considering it, if you'd like to. I know the move from all your friends has been hard, so-"
"No, I don't want to move back either. It doesn't…we can stay here, it doesn't matter. Nothing matters." Turning, he strode off down the hall.
"Yugi?" His mother followed him to his room where he slammed the door shut and locked it behind him. Tugging on the knob, she asked, "Yugi…are you okay?"
"No!" He shouted at her through the door. "You blackmailed me and made me leave Yami! I'll never be okay! I wish I'd never come back here!"
"Yugi…"
"Go away!"
She bit her lip and stared at the closed door. Behind it she could hear Yugi crying. And again, without trying, she suddenly wondered if she'd really done the right thing by forcing Yugi to come home the way she had. Again, the idea crossed her mind that she could have let them go. But it was too late.
At the same time, Yami was sitting in the hotel room in Dallas at the table, staring out the window. Yugi's letter rested on the table before him. Several hours before, he'd woken up to find Yugi missing…and in his frantic search, he'd found this message scribbled on the hotel's notepaper and propped against the phone. He'd read it once, then again. And again. And still, he could hardly grasp its meaning. Yugi was gone. And it was his fault.
"Yami- I've thought about it for a long time and I've realized that I can't take living like this anymore. Hiding, running, just to be with you, it's not worth it when you can't even see it's causing so much pain for me. I'm tired of facing all the trouble. And then your only idea of consolation is to go and kill people and make matters worse for us. I can't stay with you anymore now. I've gone back to my parents'. I'm sorry Yami, things should have worked out, but they didn't, and I don't want you to follow me back.
"I had no idea…" He whispered now as he re-traced the shaky lines of Yugi's name where he'd signed it. How could he have not seen it? Yami couldn't understand. He knew Yugi had been hurt, but…how could Yugi have been suffering so much and he hadn't noticed? The day before…Yugi had looked so cheerful. Could it be he'd been planning to leave…even then? Was that why he'd been so happy, because he'd finally…thought of a way out?
These were the thoughts going through his head, and that had been running through his head since earlymorning. And now…he was just waiting. He had called his old friend, Roger. With no place to go…and he couldn't face Yugi now, if it was true that he had caused him so much pain…the loneliness in the air around him was terrifying. He'd called up and said he wanted to talk with a friend…something had happened. Roger had sensed something terribly wrong, even without Yami saying what exactly it was, and said he'd do better than that, he'd fly out and meet him at the hotel, just give him the address and he'd be over as soon as he could catch a flight, it wasn't that far tocome.Something in Yami's voice had told him it was worth the money.
Yami looked down at the note, numb. He closed his eyes and he could swear that Yugi was still right there in the room. But every time he'd look up, Yugi would still be gone. Hours…it must have been several hours he'd sat here like this.
Someone knocked on the door and found it to be unlocked. "Hey, Yami!" Roger, looking the same as before except for slightly longer hair,pushed the door open and took off his shoes, setting down a sports bag, looking expectantly toward the figure sitting at the table.
Yami didn't even acknowledge him, and Roger, worried, took a step toward him, asking, "Yami?"
"Hi." He finally replied. Roger could hardly believe Yami's voice. It sounded as if someone had fallen on it and squashed all the air out of it. This was his smiling friend from only a few months earlier?
"Yami…what's happened?"
"Yugi's gone." Yami replied softly.
It took Roger a few minutes to understand this. Then, "He's gone? …What do you mean, 'gone'?"
"He left. Because of me." He held out the paper to Roger and closed his eyes.
"Is this for real?" Roger asked after a minute. "He really left? I mean, you two always seemed like…you know, like it was forever."
"That's what I thought too. Apparently I was wrong." Yami's voice was lifeless, and Roger noticed, so he folded the paper and set it down, saying,
"Okay, so you've been dumped…but you can't believe it was your fault. Not that I even know what happened, but-"
"It was my fault." Yami lowered his eyes. "I might as well have hurt him myself, it was all my fault. I hurt him…and I didn't even see it. And now because of me he's left…to go be stuck with his asshole father and weak mother…he hated living in that place, and I hurt him…and now he's had to go back to that…I don't deserve to be alive."
"Oh come on. For all you know, this isn't even real. I mean…maybe Yugi left for another reason and he just said this. That doesn't mean it's real. I mean, look at his writing, it's sort of awkward-"
"Yugi would never do that!" Yami snapped, then bowed his head. "I'm sorry Roger, I didn't mean to yell at you."
"It's okay."
"Yugi wouldn't lie like that. Not just for…some stupid reason, he wouldn't do that. I must have done something terribly wrong, but…my god, why didn't I see it? I've been trying all morning but…I still can't see it, Roger!" He gripped his bangs, his voice growing increasingly feral.
"Oh no, you are not going to fall into that guilt trap. Look at yourself, you're trying to bottle everything up. There is no way I'm letting you dig yourself into this hole." Roger grabbed his arm and pulled him up. "Come on, I know the cure for this."
"What?"
"We're going to go to the nearest bar, and get you nice and drunk, and then you'll feel like crap tomorrow but for now at least things'll be cool and it'll get you out of this nasty depression. We can hang out and talk, havefew beers, and you can just relax, all right?"
Yami brushed back his loose bangs with his hand and said tiredly, out of fight, "Whatever you say, but screw the beer. I need something stronger, if you really think it'll help."
Two and a half margaritas later, Yami's voice had, at least, lost its monotone. Now he just sounded upset and his eyes were unfocused. But at least he wasn't acting numb anymore. Roger saw it as an improvement.
"Now see, what'd I tell you?"he asked over his Budweiser. "This is the guaranteed cure for the day after a break-up. College tested and certified. Get drunk and then have a good cry, and you'll feel way better. It's not the most responsible choice…but it works. It gets you out of the shock rut, and I can tell you're in one hell of a deep one."
"Thanks I think." Yami downed the rest of his third margarita and sighed. "I'm going to feel like hell later. I feel like hell right now. Why'd I let you talk me into this, anyway?"
"At least you're more alert than you were." Roger pointed out. "Look, this is the only type of consolation I know of for break-ups."
"It wasn't a break-up…it was…I dunno what it was."
"Oh, I know all about those too. I've had a couple different girlfriends…I get attached, you see, and then they break it off…man, it's rough. But the first day is the worst, so there's no better way to spend it than to spend it drunk. Tomorrow you can worry about acting responsible. And then in a few months or so, once you're ready, you'll be back in the circuit."
"If you're talking about finding someone else, you're crazy." Yami shook his head. "Yugi was the only one, and he's gone. There will never be…anyone else."
"Yami…I know you're really hurt, but just because Yugi left, you can't spend the rest of your life alone." Roger suggested gently, becoming worried. "You're still way young. And there's millions of people in the world."
"Yugi wasn't one in a million. He was one in a universe."
"Okay…look, I'm not going to push anything, Yami, but…I don't want to see you end up alone forever. You sort of got me worried when you said you didn't deserve to live..."
"You don't understand. Yugi was the…only person I ever let into my heart. He and I have shared more than…anyone could know. No one else could ever…replace him. Even if I was with someone else, I'd still be alone." Yami flicked glumly at a stray grain of salt on the rim of the glass with his nail. "Besides…I'm not a people person. Where would I meet anyone?"
"I dunno. Someplace, I'm sure."
"No, I'm really not that much of a people person. Yugi was, he was always meeting and making friends. He was really shy, but…he was really kind." He shook his head. "Dammit, I'm talking about him like he's dead!"
"He is an awfully friendly person." Roger agreed, hoping to steer Yami back onto a cheerful topic.
"Yeah. He was. I mean is. He's nice to just about everybody…always smiling, he practically never stopped smiling. I always…I always loved his smile." For the first time through the fog of shock-and the alcohol-Yami was coming to realize just how much he'd lost. His face down in his hands, he whispered through his fingers, his voice cracking, "I'm never going to see his smile again."
"Yami, it's going to be okay…" Roger tried, knowing how Yami felt, and knowing the words were pointless. There was nothing anyone could say to someone with a broken heart.
"I drove him away, Roger, I did it. I should have taken better care of him. He told me he'd be okay, and I believed him! I loved him, I should have seen that deep down he was lying, and he was suffering!" Yami howled into his palms. "Why didn't I see it? Why didn't I help him? He might still be here! Yugi was everything important to me, how am I supposed to go on without him now?"
Roger said nothing, just looked alarmed and ducked as Yami seized his glass and tossed it into the wall. The sound of it shattering though was obscured by Yami shouting in grief, "I don't want a perfect easy life, I don't want another lover, I don't want to act responsible, I just…I just miss Yugi, I j-just want him back!" Unable to speak anymore, he collapsed in tears against the table, his face buried in his arms, shaking as he sobbed uncontrollably.
Roger patted his back, feeling helpless as everyone else in the bar peered curiously their direction, but made no move to get any closer.
Several hours later, after Yami had cried to the point that his whole body hurt, and after Roger talked him into having some coffee, they returned to the hotel room. Upon which Yami locked himself in the bathroom to be sick for a half hour and eventually emerged, looking, as Roger observed, "Like holy shit on a biscuit."
"Thanks for noticing." Yami shook his head and dug a bottle of water out of the fridge, chugging down half of it. "I'm going to have a hangover that could kill someone later, but Rog…thanks for coming here…and for understanding. And for getting me drunk. I don't drink. But I hadn't cried at all before then. I guess you were right and I was in shock…and I needed to snap myself out of it."
"I told you, I've been through this break-up thing before." He replied in his wise, college-student way. "The shock part is tough. It takes getting drunk to get through it sometimes. And don't sweat the traveling, I was going to have this hugemathexam today anyway…" He grimaced. "Getting your call was a miracle. I was glad to split town. I've been saving for a vacation anyway…and you're my friend, so it was worth it to come and help you."
"Well…thanks. It means a lot."
"No problem."
"Anyway, to show my appreciation…there's a second bed here, so you can kip overnight and don't have to spend your money. I'll pay your airfare too, it's the least I can do."
"I'll take up the airfare offer, but you don't need to worry, I already have a room here rented."
"Well at least let me pay for your room."
"Fine, if it'll make you feel as though you've made things even, okay." Roger picked up his bag. "I'll see you in the morning, Yami."
"G'night."
After Roger left, Yami took a shower, went to bed, and tried to fall asleep, but he couldn't get comfortable without Yugi, whose presence he was so used to, and tossed and turned for hours, shivering. When he finally did fall asleep, his dreams were restless ones, filled with ghosts of memories.
Yugi, crying outside the Game Shop because he was leaving.
The night they were caught.
That first night they slept together, having been sure it was their last as well. And his own whispered promise, I know…I swear that everything will work out.
Their secret visits to each other, always risking everything but never afraid.
The day they ran away, so full of hope.
The illusion of that few weeks when everything had finally seemed perfect.
Yugi, his body battered and spirit broken, lying unconscious in bed. And his words, bit through tears, I deserved the rape, they were right and they didn't even know it…
His own voice then, cracking though as he justified himself to Akkei, You drug Yugi into something he never should have been involved in.
And then Yugi's words…
Your only idea of consolation is to go and kill people…!
His voice returned…
I just killed them because they hurt you, and I couldn't do anything… I can't see you get hurt again…
Himself, emotionless, echoing in the background…When you get to hell, Akkei Yukimura…
Yugi's pained voice breaking through one last time, …Go and kill people and make matters worse for us!
His final words,
…Tell them that Karma sent you…
A silent gunshot was fired, and Yami awoke with a gasp, sweat pouring from his skin, even in that 65 degree room. Breathing heavily, he got to his feet and walked over to the window, looking up into the night sky, trying to stop his hands from trembling. Was it true? Had he killed those people because he was angry, or because deep down inside he was just trying to use that as a way to rid himself of guilt for what had happened? If it had just been…just been a way to try to make up for what happened…then they had died needlessly. Maybe in the long run they were jerks. Maybe by some people's standards, the brothers had deserved death. Yami thought so. He'd been convinced he was doing it to get revenge for Yugi. He had a reason.
But if what Yugi said was true…if he'd only killed them in an unconscious attempt to say he was sorry for what happened…they had died for no reason at all. He himself had never seen the truth for what it was…that he'd been so determined to find justice, he'd ignored Yugi at the time he needed help most.
Yami bit his lip and just stared at the sky silently. Was he such a bad person after all? He had never regretting killing the brothers, till now. But had that rape even been the beginning? Maybe Yugi had been unhappy even before then. It was possible. He'd been so headstrong, so determined to build a life for them…could it have been he hadn't paid attention when Yugi got hurt?
"I loved him, but…somehow, I was still blind to him." Yami whispered. "Yugi…I'm sorry." Dropping to his knees, he squeezed his eyes shut, wrapping his arms around his shaking body. "I'm so sorry."
And hundreds of miles away, Yugi awoke in his bed, the sound of Yami's voice in his ears. He'd been dreaming…and he'd heard Yami saying something, far off in the distance. Even though he hadn't been able to make out the words, the tone was there. A sad, lonely tone, and he had to enfold himself in his arms now too, crying because he knew deep down that somewhere, Yami was hurting…and there was no way to help him.
Unknowingly crying together, they mourned a lot that night…but maybe most of all they cried because they would never be able to dry each other's tears again.
The next morning, Roger appeared at the door to find Yami packing with newfound energy. "Uh…going someplace?" He asked, stepping around Yami's bag in the doorway.
"Yep."
"Where?"
"I don't know. Someplace far from here. Maybe another state. Maybe I'll go back to Japan. Maybe Europe. Perhaps even Australia. I don't know yet. But I thought about it a lot last night. I'm taking your advice." He zipped the bag and looked up. "I'm going to get over it and move on."
"So you're going back to dueling?" Roger asked, seeing a box of cards on the table.
Yami capped the box and put it in the bag as well beside the others. "No. I'm quitting dueling too."
"What!"
"I told you, I'm quitting. I'll find some other way to make money."
"But you…"
"I can't go back to dueling." Yami stood up. "I won't. At least not right now. I have plenty of money in the bank, so I'll just bag groceries or something. Maybe…maybe someday, but not right now. Right now I'm just going to go off someplace and be alone and…" he paused and looked out the open door toward the sky. "I'm going to try to figure out my mistakes…and where I went wrong. Why I couldn't see Yugi's unhappiness." He was quiet again for a long time, and then softly added, "And maybe one day…I'll be able to see him again."
Roger said nothing to this, just nodded.
"Roger, thank you for staying with me yesterday. But I want to be alone now. I have a lot of things to think about. I'll drop you a line someday. You'll be at the same college, right?"
"Are you going to be okay by yourself?" Roger asked, worried.
"I don't know." Yami picked up the bag and took the key from the counter.
"What do you mean, you don't know?"
"I don't know." Yami shrugged sadly. "I just don't know. I don't know anything anymore, to tell you the truth. I'm so confused, it's like my whole life just went over a cliff and I'm still falling."
"Then are you sure making such a sudden move like this is a good idea?"
"You have to understand Rog, that Yugi was everything to me." Yami replied quietly, still looking at the sky as if to find answers there. "He was everything. He was my love, my best friend, my inspiration, my…my whole life. The only way I can live at all now…is to completely leave behind that life and start out with nothing. I have to acceptthe idea that he isn't in my future anymore, but it's too painful to do that. So I'm leaving this life behind. But either way, I've realized that all this time, Yugi's happiness is what mattered to me. If he was really unhappy living with me, then he's better off back with his parents. When he turns eighteen, he can go home and run the Game Shop without me. Yugi's strong, he doesn't need me. He's been through so much more than I ever have and handled it so much better than I could have…and he'll be okay without me."
"But-"
"Don't get me wrong, Roger. I still love him. And I'll love him till the day I die, and even after that. I'll never forget him and will probably never stop wishing he was with me, so I could see him smile again…just one more time." Yami bit the corner of his lip, but looked up determinedly. "But my consolation is just in knowing that even if I can't see him…is thinking that someplace he's happy, and smiling there. My life might go on without him, but his happiness is still the thing I care about most. I want to let him go if it's what he really wanted."
Roger smiled. "Well, the hangover seems to have inspired quite a philosophical mood. Still, I think I see where you're coming from. Good luck."
"Thanks Roger. You've been great. Oh, and here's money for the room and plane, this should cover it. You can keep any change, buy Allie a gift or something." Yami counted out bills, and waved good-bye to Roger from the balcony, before walking out to his own van and adjusting the mirror, glancing over at the empty passenger's seat.
"Yugi, wherever you are…I'll never forget you." He said softly, and turned on the engine, leaving the parking lot and driving off down the road, once again driving off toward a future with no destination.
But this time, he was driving off alone.
To Be Continued…
Author's Notes:
Well, seeing as once again we're going to have a hurricane, I decided to post this chapter this morning instead of in the late afternoon, since I'm going to be busy. So! This means that everyone NOT having a hurricane today, and who had to go to school/work, you guys will have your "Author Update" notices waiting for you when you come home! And to my fellow Floridians…good luck with Wilma and let's hope the season is over with her!
Yami drunk and crying…I've wanted to write that for a long time. It inspires a beautiful, yet sorrowful scene in my mind. It was not meant to be comical at all. Margaritas are pretty tasty, I've been told. Strong though. They've got that tequila in 'em. (They don't call it, 'ta-kill-ya' for nothing!) I worked hard on that scene…because I wanted it to inspire emotions in your minds too. I was going to make it a smaller scene and maybe with something longer for Yugi and his parents, but I decided that the true extent of Yami's pain deserved the full, unedited scene. So, to break up the scenes a little, I added a few flashbacks and a parallel scene with Yugi. That way it wasn't so plodding.
So, Yugi's miserable at home, Yami's miserable in Texas, and this chapter is just chock full of MISERY. Told you it was depressing. Just depressing as hell, man. My emotions are running so amok after writing this, I'm practically bipolar these days. Hyper one second and depressed the next…woooo.
Oh, and please, don't get mad at Yugi for this, okay? I suppose making Yami think it was his fault is cruel…but Yugi's heartbroken from this as well; he panicked, so don't blame him when he was just trying to help Yami. That's all I ask. Notice how Yugi worded his letter? I tried to write it slightly broken sounding, as well as almost apologetic in some places. As if he hadn't wanted to write the words, but had to.
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Inuyashas' Plaything: Eeee! Thanks so much!
LiNes: Hey…I noticed you joined Anzu's Angels! Welcome to the club! Thanks for mentioning the 222 thing. I'll be sure to give them credit! Now now…poking me isn't going to get anything done faster. But, if it makes you feel better…go ahead. xD
Yami Riyunoa: Yes, cliffie! Lots and lots of cliffies…mwahahaha…I'm sorry. xD Yes, first I laugh and then I apologize. At least I apologized! Although I doubt this chapter really helps much…at least Yami didn't get arrested, eh? Oh! And as my friend LiNes pointed out, you had the honour of sending the number 222 review. Congrats!
Yami Yuugi: Wow, really? I might need to do that soon...that title page, with the big picture, it's starting to come unglued and fall out. Ah, it's good to be observant! I like observant readers. They catch the stuff I mess up on and let me know, and they also catch the little hints I put in on purpose. I definitely like people like you:nod: xD Wow, really? Awesome! I just picked that since like…everyone knows Dallas. Figured it was a nice good city to choose! The Memory Arc rocks. :niko: I love it! I was stomping around the house shouting that if Wilma DARED knock out the power tomorrow before Yugioh, there was gonna be a killing and everyone better run. xDD I wanna see Bakura! Yay, you like GX too! I'm not the only one!
Serena the Hikari of Love: Yeah, I can get kinda cruel sometimes with these poor guys…it surprises people.
Weissangel24: I know, Yami's hurt so bad…:cuddles him: Yugi's parents are mean…
Dani Wheeler-Kaiba: Well, then I sure as hell hope you two never meet face-to-face, though it would be a spectacular battle. Now, where would an angsty story be if he'd known it wasn't real? Yugi chose his words carefully. As for what happens to them…that is to be decided next chapter. See you then, I hope you don't go mad from wondering first though! Heh…sorry!
Faith86: Hmmn, good point! She's been corrupted by the very man she hates. Somehow, that's a very amusing paradox:smirk: Yaaaayyy…thank you so much! I work really hard on the dialogue, so I'm really, really glad to hear it flowed well. Thanks again!
HeavyMetalRequiem: Don't be scared. xD :pats: I wouldn't do anything too bad to you. Ack, you missed it? Nooo! Don't miss it again! xD I hope your brother follows through on his promise!
Padfoot13: Yugi's a decent writer, though, I think one can sort of tell that he was forcing the words out. They're a little bit awkward. But that was the idea! Thanks!
Cherry Romance: Er…I'm just gonna back away from you real slowly now. Hehehe…
Red Dragon of Egypt: Yes, you know, all things considered…those two should get a LITTLE more respect. Hmmph. Poor little buggers, and after everything they went through, they ended up with nothing. :pets them: I think Yami summed Yugi's dad up real well with the words, "asshole father". Geez, I can't stand that guy! Well…I can't stand my OC version of him anyway. xD Thanks, I'll see you around!
Pharaohess1: Eep, that's good! xD I don't want to be called stupid! Well, the fic's not over yet. It's got two more chapters to go. There's a hell of a lot to get cleared up in just two chapters! xD YAYYY:glomps you: Another fellow GX fan! I'm sorry, but I've met so many GX haters, it's enough to depress me, so I'm so glad when I meet people that like it too! That pic of Jaden and Sy all decked out in the Egyptian clothes was enough to make me sqeel madly. They were so kawaiiiiii! Mindless nonsense rocks. :wink: See ya!
Fallen-Angel-of-Repression: Oooh, thank you so much! Such a nice compliment. :tears up: The end of Yugioh…oh god, I was watched a subbed version of 221 today and was sitting at my computer sniffling. So beautiful…yet so sad. Well, focusing on happy things…Grandpa WAS pretty hot. I'll be he was quite the looker in high school, too. His whole attitude just screamed, "COOL", also. I loved that scene with them on the roof in the flashback…so sweet…see the AN's below for my full obsession over it. xDD
Jellyfish:pets: I'm so sorry!
luvngYAMI: Nothing wrong with getting caught up in what you read! It's not fair, you're quite right. I think that was kinda what I was going for…ack, if one of them committed suicide, that would sort of ruin the fic. xD No, no suicides here! Yami probably WANTED to die…but luckily, he didn't. Yami and Yugi are so adorable, I agree! How anyone can deny their obvious love is beyond me…:sigh: So cute, so cute…and GX is cute too. Yesterday's ep, poor Sy was crying…I was like, "…Whhaaaaaaaa, someone give him a hug!" It's good to embrace one's fate as an incurable fangirl…I embrace mine every night when I hug my Yami pillow. xD See ya around!
Dragonlady222: He's too heartbroken…and plus, Yugi chose his words well. Poor little guys…maybe he SHOULD have blurted that out, eh?
Atemu Yugi Lover34: Yep, yep, maniac killer material, I can see it now. xD Yami will always live on in fanfics and AMV tributes! And in all us fangirls…yes…we never forget. Okay, I won't let them!
Spidy007: :pets: I'm sorry my friend, but what had to be done, had to be done. I'm glad you liked the last one, despite the sadness, I hope it holds true for this as well:hands over tissues:
Darkyami7: Awww…I didn't mean to make you that sad! Well…okay, maybe I did, but I do hope you won't get marked down on the PSAT cards if you cry on them. Noooooo, not the hair! xD That would be funny though…the memory arc RULES. Syahahaha…see ya next week!
Sansi: Yeppers, I'm a mean one. It's true though, she's on the right track at least. I think there's a decent person in there someplace…guess we'll find out! Poor Yami is completely devastated…hang in there!
Natoya-Mouto: Yay, thanks! I really appreciate the support!
citrus luver: :niko: Thanks so much! It is kinda rare, isn't it? I don't understand why, they're practically handmade for this type of sl…well, I guess that's where I come in! Poor guys…if they ended up in jail, that would be so terrible. I guess if one good thing came of it, Yami didn't go to jail. Don't write off Yugi's mom yet…she might surprise you someday! Until then, see ya!
chibi-tenshi-no-yami: :smile: Thanks! So much sadness indeed…but I'm a sucker for angsty romance. :is such a romance junkie: Yes, they deserved to die, didn't they? Syahahaha…okay, now see, you're smart! You have tissues ready! Okay people, take a que from Tenshi here, make sure to have your tissues nearby!
It's FRIDAY. And not just any Friday! But it is Friday, October 21st, and that is cause for celebration despite a hurricane, (as I educated my mom on thoroughly the other night…right Mom?), 'cause today is my three-year Yugioh anniversary! (Yeah…I celebrate things like that. xD) Three years since I watched it for the first time and my life took a 360. :sigh: Yugioh saved my life, it really did…maybe that's why now, when so many old fans are losing interest, my love of it has only grown and never faded. You never know!
Despite a few things, I think ep 199 was a good omen for the Memory Arc. It was cool! I've seen it in the Japanese version, but the download I have of it is kinda cruddy quality. It was nice to see it on TV! I just about cried when Yugi and Yami were talking. I can really relate too…'cause the series in general is what helped me go from someone that hardly spoke to anyone anymore, to become someone better and to make friends. I met all of you because of it! And some of my best friends, too. It was like they were saying the words to each other that I can never say to them. Plus…it was just really…really…cute. :mega niko: I can't help but feel that in their own ways…they sort of knew then that after they found Yami's memories, that he would probably have to leave, and they were trying to express their love for each other, each of them trying to say that even if he leaves, thatthey're never alone now because they finally found that one person that makes them complete, and those memories will live on with them.Oh, I'm just way too sentimental these days!
See ya next week if I survive, (heh, morbid humour there. I'll be fine!)…it'll be the second-to-last chapter! Aiii! I can't believe this is coming up so fast! Well…rock on, my peeps.