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Yugi's POV
Crushing weight was surrounding him. He couldn't move, couldn't think. There was no noise. No. He wasn't even breathing. Yugi opened his eyes to the darkness that obscured his vision.
A thought drifted across the space. 'Am I dead?'
Yugi blinked. His throat hurt. A light suddenly blinded him, and Yugi discovered he could move again. A voice called out to him. "Yugi. I'm here. Come to me."
He drifted towards the voice, and a figure stepped out of the light. Yugi gasped, not believing what he saw. It was his long dead brother. He tried to call out but his voice wouldn't work.
The figure smiled. "Yugi. What are you doing here?"
Yugi tilted his head. The figure walked closer revealing himself. It was an exact copy of Yugi. Except his eyes were a darker shade of purple and his hair was all black. The injury he received before he died was gone.
Yugi started crying. Hirosuki was standing there, right in front of him, and he couldn't even talk to him. His brother patted Yugi's head. "Hey...it's okay. I know you've missed me. But you can't be here. You can't die just yet."
Yugi shook his head and cried out soundlessly as his brother started fading. "Yugi. Live for me. Live for your friends. Your mother. Your grandfather. Your other half. I'll be waiting for our true meeting. So long, my dear brother."
Tears started streaming down his face as darkness descended once more. He got the feeling that something was desperately trying to reach him. His head pounded. Yugi opened his eyes once again, seeing a bright hospital light shining in his face. He winced.
/Yugi!/ A voice screamed in his head.
Yugi flinched. Yami appeared directly in front of him, panicked but relieved. Yugi tried to speak but nothing came out. /Yami...my voice./
Yami nodded. "I know. You won't be able to talk for awhile. Bakura cut my throat pretty bad and now you're feeling it. I'm sorry."
Yugi blinked at him. /Yami...I'm the one that should be sorry./
Yami twitched. "Why?"
Yugi refused to look at him. /Well, if only I had been more observant. Why hadn't I noticed Bakura was following us...If I had.../
Yami cut him off. "No. That was not your fault. But we can't go around blaming ourselves. Let's just forget about this." Yugi narrowed his eyes. 'That's not what you really think...what are you hiding from me?'
Yami suddenly stiffened with realization. "You haven't been calling me Nissan. Something wrong?" Yami immediately regretted what he said as Yugi started crying.
/I can't call you Nissan anymore. Because, I met my real Nissan while I was dead./
Yami scowled at the word dead but he smoothed it out with a forced neutral expression. "You met...what was his name again? Oh! Hirosuki?" Yugi nodded.
/He told me it wasn't my time yet. But...I miss him./
Yugi's eyes watered as he sniffled. Yami vanished. Yugi then felt his soul being drawn back and let it happen. He stood in his soul room once more but stumbled. Strong arms caught him and pulled him into a hug. "It's okay Yugi. You can cry. Here no one will hear you. Let it out."
Yugi squeezed Yami and cried with all his might. Yami stood there silently, supporting Yugi as he was too tired to stand up.
A good few hours had passed before Yugi's crying was reduced to sniffling, then awkward silence.
Yami glanced down at Yugi. He was asleep. Yami smiled tiredly and lifted Yugi up, bringing him to the bed in the corner of the soul room. He laid him down then sat at the edge of the bed, standing vigil.
The day passed on outside their consciences, but Yugi stayed in the soul room, content to sleep. And so Yami stayed there, in case Yugi needed him.
End Of Chapter Twenty One