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Kings Are Blind
Yugi's eyes narrowed a bit and he cleared his throat before speaking again. "Yami, it's me, Yugi. Yugi Moto?"
Yami placed a finger to his lips and thought "Yugi Moto…Yugi Moto…nope, sorry. Doesn't ring any bells."
Yugi's mouth gaped open and he felt tears prickling at the corners of his eyes "You're kidding, right? This is a joke? I'm gonna turn around and you're going to be like 'Oh, gotcha! I know you, Yugi! I'm just kidding!'…right?"
Yami slowly shook his head "No, little boy. I'm truly very sorry. But, you know, you're not the only one that knows me. This whole country knows me!"
Yugi threw his hands up into the air and made quite loud, aggravated noises. Before he knew it, he was beginning to yell.
"You mean to tell me that you don't remember Japan? Or Grandpa? Or Duel Monsters? Or Joey and Tristan and Tea? Or the Game Shop? Or any of those tournaments? Or saving the world from destruction, or Seto Kaiba, for God's sake?!"
Yami's eyes went wide "Duel Monsters, you say? I love that game! And I do know what Japan is, but I've never lived there…"
Yugi turned on his heels and stormed out. He gave one big "GAHHH!!!" as he walked out the door.
Yami watched him walk out, sadness written on his face. He turned to Shimon, his big-hatted henchman. "Shimon," He said, his voice filled with wonder "That little boy looked just like me!"
Shimon nodded "Yes, he did. Isn't that a coincidence?"
Yami crossed his arms and began to wonder more about the boy. "He looks just like me…he knows everything about me…and he assumes I know everything about him. How does that work out?"
XXX
Grandpa handed Yugi another Kleenex as he used the one in his hand to blow his nose.
"I don't understand," He said, his voice and face filled with shiny tears "He was so…uninviting. That's not the Yami I know. He knew nothing about me, Grandpa! It was horrible! Not to mention embarrassing…"
Grandpa patted him on the back heartedly. "Maybe…something happened when he was transitioned to the afterlife…"
Yugi tossed his tissue into the garbage can "But obviously he didn't go to the afterlife, Grandpa. That's why he's here."
"That's why I said something happened. He somehow got back to Egypt in present time, and rules there once again. But something must have caused him to lose all his memories. Or at least his memories of us."
Yugi stared at him with his tear-filled face "Just like…last time!"
Grandpa nodded "Right. He came to Japan, and lost all his memories of Egypt. He goes to Egypt, and loses all his memories of Japan. You see?"
Yugi nodded "But…but we helped him gain back those memories of Egypt! We can help him get back the ones from us, too!"
Grandpa smiled "Let's hope so."
Yugi sniffled "I'm just not sure if they'll even let me near the palace again. They probably think I'm insane."
"Oh, Yugi, they do not."
"Grandpa," Yugi started "One of the guards asked me if I was from a clinic. They don't believe me."
Grandpa smiled "I know Yami will believe you."
"How am I going to see Yami again? He's a king, he never leaves the palace. And I highly highly doubt they'll let me back in there." Yugi asked.
"Let's make him…" Grandpa started "Come to you…"
Yugi rolled his eyes "Oh, yeah. What am I gonna do, wave a bone in his face and say 'Here, Yami Yami Yami!'? Seriously, Grandpa."
"I'm sure he's wondering about you, too."
Yugi frowned "How?"
Grandpa propped his feet up on a chair and folded his arms across his chest "Well, I know if some kid came up to me claiming they knew me all too well, I most certainly wouldn't forget about them."
"You think?" Yugi asked, turning towards him.
"I do,"
There was some silence between the two, as they both thought of ways to lure Yami out of the palace.
Yugi's eyes went wide "What if he thinks I'm a stalker…?"
"Shut up, Yugi. Keep thinking,"
"Fine,"
XXX
Yami paced back and forth in his room, Yugi's image prodding his mind.
"Yugi Moto…Japan…Seto Kaiba? Why does that all seem so…familiar? And…how could he possibly look just like me?"
A servant knocked politely on the door and entered "Sir, lunch is ready," She said, smiling.
"Thank you, just set it down. I'm not that hungry right now…"
The servant did as she was told and walked out, leaving Yami to his thinking.
Yami sat down on his bed and propped his elbows on his knees, resting his aching head in his hands.
"How does this little boy know me if he lives in Japan…? This is all so confusing."
Shimon walked swiftly into the room upon seeing the ruler stressed upon his bed.
"Still thinking, are we?"
Yami looked up to him "I know I've heard his voice before. And…and I've seen that face, Shimon. So kind…and innocent. Yugi Moto…" He trailed off.
Yami shot up off the bed "I need to see this boy again, Shimon. I want you to track this boy down and ask him to come to me. This is going to drive me mad."
Shimon chuckled "Looks like it already has,"
Yami put his head in his hands and groaned "I need a vacation from this…"
Shimon rubbed his back methodically "I'll do as you wish, Yami. I'll bring the boy to you."
Yami smiled "Thank you, Shimon. Now, go find me an aspirin,"
Alright, there you go! R&R
GK09