Back again! Thank god for teacher absences… in a double period of English! Lol :D… So here's the next chapter for you and thanks to all who have reviewed my story so far! It really means a lot!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Or any song lyrics used in this fic!
What's My Goal?
Chapter 4
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Night before the competition…
The band finished their final practice before the big event he next day.
"Great job guys! If we play like this tomorrow, then I'm sure we have the best chance of winning ever!" Yami said cheerfully, putting his precious guitar in its case,
"Yeah… but what about your lucky plectrum? We've never played a show without it mate!" exclaimed Jonathan, beginning to look slightly nervous. Yami grinned and shook his head,
"What? That we piece of shiny plastic? Don't you get it…" he paused and took a deep breath, "… we supply the luck here! Nothing else … no-one else…" he trailed off. The other four stared at him and grinned before giving each other pats on the back to say goodbye before leaving. Once three of the four others left, George closed the door and locked up for the night.
"Well… it's getting late Yami, I'm off to bed so I'm fresh for tomorrow," he said yawning. Yami looked up at him from the couch and gave a fake smile to his friend.
"Yeah… good idea buddy," he replied as he pulled a blanket out from under the couch,
"See ya in the morning Yami," George said while he closed his bedroom door. Yami leant over to the lamp on the table and switched it off. He lay back on the couch and stared at the ceiling, while letting out a depressed sigh before he tried to get to sleep…
Yugi…
Yugi entered through the front door before closing it behind him and locking it. He headed quietly up the stairs and went towards his bedroom. He couldn't help glancing in the room which belonged to Yami and sigh. Yugi went into his bedroom and closed the door.
"Just what I need tomorrow, a rabble of singing idiots coming into the club and making more mess than usual," he said aloud, as he stripped off his shirt and pulled off his trousers before jumping into the comfort of his bed.
"Well… at least I'll be paid double tomorrow," he said to himself, as he pulled the blankets over himself. He lay there and stared up at the ceiling.
'Yami would have loved this opportunity… to live his dream as he always told me. But I don't know where he is… I don't know if he's ok…' a single tear rolled down his cheek from his large amethyst eyes. He sobbed out loud,
"… Oh Yami… why did you leave… I didn't mean the nasty things I said…" he cried, attempting to wipe away his tears with the bed sheets. " And… and… I bet he doesn't even care about me… I bet it's just all fucking parties and boozing for him- where ever he is," he said scornfully, as he turned over onto his side, "But I still miss you Yami… please… I want to see you, even if it means just one more time…" he sniffed on, as he cried himself to sleep…
Next day…
Both Yami and Yugi were busy getting ready for the busy evening ahead of them, Yugi with his serving appearance and Yami with his vocals. Yami was busily writing a song and its lyrics down on manuscript, while George tidied the mess in the apartment. He stopped writing and held his prised invention up to admire it,
"It's finally finished…" he murmured to himself, as he rose up and wandered over to the piano in the corner. George looked in Yami's direction as he started playing out chords of his song on the piano and singing out his lyrics to the tune.
'You know where I come from
You know my story
You know why I'm standing here…Tonight
Please don't….'
He stopped playing as he scribbled more on the manuscript paper. He finally raised his head to George
"My god Yami… that was great…" said George smiling. He received a comforting grin back,
"Thanks… George… could I ask you a favour?"
"What's a favour among friends Yami… sure what is it?" Yami's expression changed to an emotional one,
"I… I want you to play this tonight for the final song for me to sing to… that's if we win of course" he said. George walked over to the piano and looked at the music that Yami had written.
" Seems alright to learn… chords look nice and the lyrics… is this written for someone?" George asked him. Yami got up off the stool and motioned George to it down,
"Well… sort off… it would have been if they were able to hear it…"
"Why don't you invite this person then?" asked George. When there was no reply, George knew fine well what the answer was. "Yami…you can count on me Yami… this will be ready for tonight, as long as you come and practice with the music here…" Yami smiled and nodded before turning away. "Yami… if there is a problem you can always tell us you know… after all we are all good friends…" Without looking at George he said,
"I thought it was possible for if you loved someone, they… they would love you back," he started "… but all I've found that love without return is like a question with no answer…"
He opened the door and looked back at George…
"And all that I could say to the love of my before I left was 'Have a Nice Day'" he shut the door behind him…
TBC…
Hey! Sorry if it's a bit short…But oh well! Please read and review and I'll hopefully have an early deadline like I did with this one! Hope you enjoyed!