Allocation
"Choice of attention - to pay attention to this and ignore that - is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice and must accept the consequences, whatever they may be." -W. H. Auden, A Certain World
Chapter 7: Just the Facts
"Yugi, what are you doing?" I could hear the Pharaoh's voice inside my head. "You told Joey you had to run home. What for?"
"Putting the Egyptian God cards in my drawer. What's wrong with that?" I asked.
"Is that all? But won't it be inconvenient for when we need to go to the museum and learn about my past? Plus, plenty of theives want to get their hands on these cards, Yugi. It could be very dangerous to just leave them carelessly lying around in your bedroom," Yami lectured me sternly. I cocked an eyebrow at him, in this 'Oh, I KNOW you didn't mean what I just thought you meant' sort of way..
"Are you calling me careless?"
Yami blinked in surprise. "Um... no... I don't think so..." Shifty eyes, heh.
"I can't carry these cards around with me anymore, okay Yami? Just trust me. Please?"
"But Yugi..." The spirit hesitated, then nodded his head grimly. He trusted me... "I don't think I've seen you look so determined in quite a while, partner," he broached. I smiled and nodded as I mixed the god cards in with all of my baseball, basketball, and Magic: The Gathering cards.
"Do you want to leave so soon?" I decided to take that path. "What, do I smell now or something? ...Oh wait, you can't smell anything..."
Now he was the one giving me the 'Oh, I KNOW you didn't just say that' look. "Stop making fun of me because I'm dead."
"I'm not. I'm just stating the facts, sir, just the facts." I sounded like somebody from Dragnet, an old detective show where the own of the detectives would frequently ask for "the facts, sir, just the facts."
"Oh... hey, has Tea called?"
"No. Why, you love her or something?" I teased. Teasing is hard to do. Probably because when I tease somebody, I usually make the mistake of teasing them over something I deeply care about. Yami looked at my indignantly.
"As a matter of fact..."
The phone rang. I was forever grateful to that phone. It almost made it so I couldn't hear what Yami was saying. But how would Yami know what love is? He's been dead for thousands of years...
I could hear Grandpa answer the phone. And then I remembered that the shop was still open. It was in the middle of the afternoon. My window blinds in my room had been closed, that was probably why it felt like I was in a different time zone. I opened them, and then drew up the sash of my window. I took a deep breath.
"I have to go talk to Joey," I said. "So... let's go."
"Don't forget your deck."
"I'm not going to be dueling anybody."
"But what if Bakura or Malik finds us and challenges us to a duel?"
"Then we'll run back and grab our deck. They can't take the Millennium Puzzle unless they defeat us in a duel, right? That's what Malik believes, anyway... I don't think Bakura cares, actually."
"The darker side of Bakura might break into the house, Yugi... what if he steals our deck?"
"Alright, I'll bring it," I submit. No use trying to wean myself off of having my deck with me at all times all at once. "But the God cards stay here. Bakura doesn't really want those anyway."
"Ok."
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I really wasn't planning on continuing this story. But I felt like it, so I guess I will now. Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.