Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
"This is talking"
'These are thoughts'
Demica looked down at the unconscious boy in her arms, eyes narrowed. "So this is the runt Yami was forced to share a vessel with..." she thought to herself as she flew upwards to the top of Kaiba Corp., which she had chosen as Head Quarters (Yami had agreed with her, like he usually did). Landing lightly on the roof she strolled towards the door leading downstairs. "Far to innocent... He looks like a mere child, and by his reaction to that other boys death he acts like one too." She didn't seem to realise Yugi had been heartbroken by the loss of his friend, a feeling she had never felt.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs as strolled towards Seto's office, where Yami usually stayed. She entered without knocking and looked around, spotting Yami standing by the windows to the left of the office. "Yami, I've got something here that might interest you." she said with a smirk.
Yami, who had been lost in his own thoughts, turned lazily to seem what Demica though was so interesting, freezing when his gaze landed on the boy in her arms, unconscious, sweating and blood staining his ankle. A vicious cut ran up the side of the teens face then down the centre, which now appeared as a red line. It would leave a faint scare once it healed.
At the sight of Yugi, Yami's emotions ran wild. Instinctively, he wanted to run to his light, tear him from her arms and demand who had hurt him, vowing revenge. But then he remembered his place; the leader of the demon race. He wasn't to care for humans nor protect them.
Then why did he long to reverse time and have this never happen.
Collecting himself and planting his feet firmly on the ground, so as not to dart to the injured boy, he asked, casually, "What happened to him?"
"Got on the wrong side of one of our troops I suppose," Demica shrugged. Injuries like Yugi's were not uncommon, why was Yami questioning them? Shrugging it off, Demica walked over and dropped Yugi roughly on the couch. "So, what do you want to do with him? We can't destroy him because of that connection you two have, so what? We just leave him here?"
Yami nodded, trying desperately to hide his nerves. He hadn't told Demica he and Yugi were no longer connected. Had he been as heartless as he had been five thousand years ago, he would have killed Yugi in an instant, but now that he'd spent time with humans he had a soft spot for them, especially Yugi, who had always done whatever he could to help Yami when ever he needed it. "Yes; we can't destroy him until I find a way to break the link."
"Well, I better get back on patrol." Demica sighed, walking over to Yami and kissing him lightly on the cheek. "I'll see you later..." she whispered slyly, walking out the door with a smirk on her face, noting how Yami watched her leave. "Men, so easily manipulated..."
Yami sighed when Demica left, walking quickly over to Yugi and kneeling down next to the couch. The boy was abnormally pale and his injuries looked quite serious. "You can't help him Yami, you're a demon..." Yami kept telling himself, but it didn't stop his concern. He had thought that, once he rejoined the demon race, he would go back to the way he used to be, but it wasn't that simple. Just because he was now a demon didn't mean he lost the traits he had gained while with Yugi. So, though he was a vicious, bloodthirsty murderer by nature, deep down he was still the brave, loyal and just Pharaoh his human friends had come to know over the years.
Pressing his hands on the side of his head he groaned. This was all to confusing. He was supposed to be a murderer, yet, though his followers had failed to notice, he hadn't killed one being in the past number of days. That was saying alot, considering before he would have killed about five or six humans a day. He just thought it was wrong. "What is wrong with me... I don't know who I am anymore..."
"Joey..."
Yami looked up at Yugi and frowned, the boy was having a nightmare. Tears began to stream down his face as he shaky voice mumbled his friends name again and again.
"Joey, come back..." Yugi whispered. Yami was sure that Yugi was awake, but hadn't realised where he was yet; maybe he hadn't even realised he was awake yet.
Taking a deep breath, Yami debated whether or not he should disturb the boy. How would he react? When he had first seem Yami's demon form he had been so terrified he had tried to run out of the house, would it be any different now? Only one way to find out.
"Yugi?" Yami asked timidly, tapping the boy's shoulder. He moved away when Yugi jerked straight upwards with a yelp, looking around wildly before looking at Yami, freezing. Whatever colour was left in his complexion drained from his face at the sight of the demon, the fear in his eyes causing Yami to frown. "Yu-"
"Get away from me!" Yugi screamed as he began scrambling away from Yami, falling over the edge of the couch. When Yami stood Yugi pushed himself to his feet, backing away. "Stay back! Just leave me alone you freak!"
"Yugi..." Yami frowned, taking a step towards the younger boy, who continued to back away, with difficulty because of his injured leg. "Yugi calm down," he stayed still, knowing Yugi would only panic if he tried to advance, "I'm not going to hurt you."
"Like I'd believe you!" Yugi yelled, yelping as he back hit the full-sized window looking out of the building. He turned his gaze to Yami and narrowed his eyes. "I trusted you..." he growled, voice venomous, "I thought I could rely on you Yami. You lied to me and manipulated me... You knew I didn't have friends... you know I'd give anything for a friend." He turned his gaze to the floor, fists clenched hard. "Did you think it was funny? Did you like lying and making me feel like I had a brother? Well, I know the truth now, so it doesn't matter! Go ahead, finish me off!" he exclaimed, looking up and spreading his arms out beside him. "I've lost everything! Your minions killed my grandfather... in front of me... they thought it was funny. I guess you came up with it, didn't you?"
"Yugi I didn't-"
"And now your monstrous race killed my best friend in the whole world!" That shut Yami up. He stared at Yugi with disbelief, who nodded bitterly, blinking tears free from his eyes. "Joey's gone..." his whispered, shoulders shaking as he began to sob. "He's g-gone... and... it's all your fault! I hate you Yami! I hate you!"
Yami winced at these words, turning away so as not to meet Yugi's eye. He heard the teen collapse to his knees and begin to sob uncontrollably behind him, but he couldn't bear to face him. Turning on his heel he strode towards the door and pulled it open. With one last glance back at Yugi he left the room, closing the door behind him, truly upset and shocked. Joey? Dead? It couldn't be...
"Keep an eye on the child, but do not harm him." Yami warned one of the demon guards, who nodded and sat by the door. Yami had forgotten how violent and merciless his race was. He knew they were evil, but he had forgotten how extreme their attacks were. Climbing the steps to the roof of the building, he walked to the edge and spread his large demon wings, instantly catching the wind and drifting upwards. "I need to do a little investigating."
Ok, there yaz go. One short sequence, thats not like me... Ain't I good, two updates of stories I haven't done in MONTHS. Bad author, yes, but these stories are quite dull, ne? Welp, I don' care, I've done two chappys in a day! Granted, they were bad, but I'm glad I actually got them done! please review and slán slán for now!
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