Italics mean flashbacks.
He didn't mean to ignore Yuugi. But he was caught up in the excitement of being in his own body, trying to figure out how to do things without having Yuugi tell him what they were and how they operated. And Honda, Anzu and Jounouchi insisted on helping him. And with three people crowding over you, it was easy to over look someone as small as Yuugi. But he didn't mean to.
He should've seen the signs. He should've known Yuugi was getting depressed. After all, Yuugi was his aibou, his light. His anchor to all that was real. He needed Yuugi. He loved the small boy, for goodness sakes! But his aibou was gone, and no one really seemed to notice. Honda, Anzu and Jounouchi simply shrugged when Yami told them that Yuugi was gone, and Anzu had even said she was glad Yuugi had left.
"The little worm was separating us, Yami-kun! Separating our love!" she had said.
And Yami said nothing in Yuugi's defense. He just laughed and nodded. He didn't want his other friends to leave him. One already had.
He sighed as he leaned against the counter in the Kame Game Shop, his head propped up on and elbow as he stared at the cards beneath the display case. He remembered when he discovered his aibou was gone. He remembered the night before his aibou left. Oh, he should've known Yuugi was going to leave! But the petite boy was never known for doing something so drastic, and Yami had never imagined that Yuugi would actually leave.
"Yuugi? Is that you?" Yami asked when he heard the bells on the Kame Game Shop door ring. He didn't get a reply, but when he twisted around on the couch so he could see into the hallway, he saw a flash of red and black hair, and knew his aibou was home. He sighed and got up, biting his lip. He should talk to Yuugi. But…he was hesitant that talking to his aibou would just make the tri-colored boy more upset at him. And truth be told, were Yami in Yuugi's shoes, he'd be giving Yami the silent treatment too. After all, ignoring someone for half a year would make you upset at someone. He shook his head, tri-colored spikes swishing, and walked out of the living room and down the hall to Yuugi's room.
Raising his hand to knock, he hesitated when he heard Yuugi scribble something quickly. Very quickly.
He must be doing homework…Yami thought, and let his hand drop. He didn't want to interrupt his aibou. He frowned but went back downstairs.
Yami blinked out of his thoughts when he realized something School let out at 3:40, Yami got home at four, and Yuugi didn't get home until five…What was Yuugi doing? Groaning, Yami rubbed his forehead. This proved he wasn't worthy of his aibou. It had to. His stomach rumbled loudly, and Yami left his spot behind the counter to get some food. He searched the fridge, and his crimson eyes softened when he saw a box of pocky. Yuugi loved pocky. Yami couldn't stand the stuff, but Yuugi could eat it all day. He reached over for the box and lifted the lid, blinking when he saw a piece of notebook paper in the box. He gasped and slid the paper out, unfolding it and reading it, his crimson eyes widening, and then slowly tears fell down his cheeks.
Dear Yami,
I don't know why I wrote this. It would've felt wrong just leaving without telling anyone, I suppose. But if the 'great pharoh' Yami finally deemed it worthy enough to open a box of pocky, I'm guessing that I've been gone for a couple of weeks, give or take a few days. So I suppose you already know I left…Please, Yami, don't look for me. If you can ignore me for six months, then I can ignore you for as long as I please.
Notes and all that fun stuff: It has been a WEEK since Yuugi left.
Next chapter: We see what Yuugi's been up to.
