Title- ShisouHiryuu
Part-18?
Author- DMYamiyugi
Warning- Yaoi…um…killings, demon things, and…yeah ; Using Atemu as well, not Yami.
Genre- Romance I think…some sad stuff and all…
Parings- YugixAtemu and maybe some others
Disclaimer- I do own Yugioh! looks around the area Oh fine…I don't! ;-;
Summary- Young Yugi is a freshman at collage. Everything is new, and he is struggling slightly to become comfortable with his surroundings. Having to contain his family secret as well, he becomes stressed. One day, he runs into a young sophomore, who has some secrets of his own that intertwine with Yugi's. And soon, secrets will be reveled and some for the better good and pure happiness and others drawing the darkness closer and closer.
Chapter 19- Troublesome Prophesy
The young mage was walking up to his bedroom to get ready for bed. Closing the door behind him, Yugi flopped down onto his mattress and sighed.
"What a day…" he muttered. He could still, even now, sense Atemu's spirit around him. Yugi rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.
"I wonder…how can part of Atemu's spirit be…here," he sat up now. Glancing to his left at where he could sense the being, Yugi closed his eyes, and tried to see if he could communicate with it.
-Atemu…hello?- he started. The almost visible black thing sifted and seemed to be attempting to call back. Alas, all that Yugi could hear was a small mew from it. The mage frowned, opening his eyes now.
-Atemu, if you can here me, and if that is you- he held out his left hand. -Curl around my hand- he told it. The black ka obeyed and flew to curl around and through Yugi's fingers. The teen held his arm and hand up to his face to stare at the thing, examining it. The dragon spirit did nothing but curl there. Yugi frowned and grabbed his phone from his nightstand. Finding Atemu's number on speed dial, he held the phone to his ear as it began to ring. Soon enough, it was picked up.
"Hello…" came a mildly tiered voice from the other end. Yugi smiled sadly, though he was glad to hear the dragons voice again.
"Atemu, it's me," he started. "I…have something I need to ask you," Atemu was suddenly wide-awake.
"Yugi! Gods, are you even allowed to call me?" he bellowed. Yugi sighed.
"Most likely not, so I'll have to make this short. Atemu, do you feel…as it a part of your spirit is…missing?" he asked. Atemu was silent for a second.
"Well…I suppose…not really. That's a hard question to answer Yugi because you…feel like you're apart of me…" the dragon trailed off. The mage couldn't help but smile.
"Heh…that's sweet Atemu…but, really…think hard because I think a part of your spirit just couldn't leave me," he gazed at the now more non-invisible black thing around his arm. He heard a sigh.
"Well…I did notice around…about 2 or three hours ago…something happened. I felt really weak for a few seconds and almost blacked out. It wasn't Mizuka!" he bellowed suddenly, almost sensing his others worry. "I could tell, it wasn't her. Something else though…but it was only for a few seconds, right after that I felt fine," he explained. Yugi nodded slowly.
"Then it is apart of you…" he muttered, looking at the black thing fondly. "But…my teacher noticed it and…before it came…I"- he was suddenly cut off by the banging of the door. Yugi turned toward it, his face pale.
"Yugi, are you in there?" came his teachers voice. Yugi paled more, of course, when he heard his grandpa repeat the same thing behind Aokii.
"Shit…" Yugi muttered. "My grandpa's outside…I…I'm sorry I have to go!" he whispered urgently into the phone. "I'll try and call you again so I can figure all this out ok?" Atemu gave a 'Hmm' in answer.
"I understand Yugi. Heh, aishiteru hikari," Yugi smiled.
"Aishiteru, ja," and he closed the phone. "You can come in!" he bellowed to the two behind the door. The two being came into the room, Aokii in front and Sugoroku behind him. Aokii blinked as he saw the black thing curled around Yugi's arm.
"Yugi…how…how did that thing become so…solid?" he asked warily. Yugi shrugged.
"I dunno," he answered. Sugoroku walked up to be in front of his grandson.
"Yugi, get that thing off right-now," he muttered coldly. Yugi immediately felt deep anger.
"Why?" he asked innocently, but eyes showing slight irritation. The elder one sighed.
"Yugi, do you know where that thing has been? Or what it is for that matter, it could be dangerous, maybe even killing you at this very moment!" he shouted. Yugi's eyes narrowed slightly.
"It seems quite innocent to me," he murmured, allowing the black spirit to travel to his other arm, and then let it swirl around his head like a pet. Aokii didn't say anything, but eyed the thing warily.
"That…is a part of something…part of a spirit isn't it…" he muttered. Yugi glanced up at him.
"Huh…oh, I dunno. It just appeared and…I think it's cute," he gave a small laugh, as Atemu's spirit seemed to agree and seemingly nuzzle Yugi's cheek. Aokii frowned.
"Well…I don't sense a danger from it…it looks dark but it's feeling are completely naive," he muttered. Yugi let out a smile and nodded.
"So I think as well…" he said quietly, while allowing the thing to circle over his hands and figures again. Suddenly, once the spirit got comfortable on Yugi's hand it was shot off by a streak of blue magic. The spirit shirked and made a small roar in pain and resentment as it twirled to the floor. Yugi started down at the shadowy thing, and then glared up at his grandfather.
"Why did you hit it?" he screamed. "Did you not just hear what sensei said? That's a fragment of someone, it's innocent!" he yelled angrily at his grandfather. Sugoroku glared down at the boy.
"You just found this thing yet you are very attached to it…Yugi you aren't telling me something…" he muttered. Yugi stood suddenly.
"Oh well, whoop fuck de do! Oh no, I'm not telling you something, SOMEONE call the police, lock me in a cell!" he bellowed sarcastically. Yugi then turned to glare angrily at his grandfather. "Shut-your-hole…you think that I care about what you know or not! Bull-shit." The black streak had slide its way around Yugi's legs like a snake and was now coiled around Yugi's shoulder and arm, hissing slightly at Sugoroku for making his hikari angry. The young mage spit to the side and trudged out of his room, shoving his grandfather aside and giving Aokii a sad yet appreciative look for at least saying that this fragment of his Atemu was not evil. The teen closed the door behind him and walked down the stairs angrily. Aokii and Sugoroku both stood in the boy's room, silent.
"Sugoroku…" Aokii started, "You know it is not wise to be keeping the prophesy from him…and you know that one who is never told it will fall down into insanity…" Sugoroku sighed.
"Technically, Yugi has access to the prophecy. So, he's really has a way of knowing it, but it's just the fact if he can translate it or not," he said. Aokii blinked.
"Ah, when you had it carved on his violin…" he said, nodding his head slowly. "But Sugoroku, you are still not telling him!" he bellowed. The teacher looked to the side. "I've seen signs…of it on him Sugoroku…" he muttered. The elder Motou looked up. "It's…faint…but I could sense something different with him. He's changed this year in that collage. And in the fact that he knows some battle movements…ones that even I've never heard of…" he sighed. "The fact is, I saw his eyes turn silver," dark grey eyes glanced up, the irises full of anger. "And the fact that you don't' notice it, is INSAINE!" he hollered, voice rising now. "Silver Sugoroku, SILVER! His eyes were silver, there is something wrong here! And that…that thing…that's suddenly hanging around him and is almost solid…it's not human…or a mage. It is…different…" the teacher trailed off now, his vent of anger gone. Sugoroku sighed.
"Well, oh well. Look Aokii it's not that big of a deal," he raised up his hands. "And besides, sometimes there's the trick of the light and mages eyes change color quite a lot when they are conjuring a spell. Aokii, I am not going to tell Yugi. The boy is not involved with the prophecy and that is FINAL!"
Aokii rolled his eyes and shook his head, annoyed. "But never did someone's eyes turn silver Sugoroku!" he yelled, holding up his fisted hands in anger. "It's what the prophecy says, and Yugi's eyes used to glow violet before he went to school! Something has…happened there…" he trailed off.
The elder Motou nodded. "I do know something happened at his school, but it would not change him like that. Aokii, nothing is wrong, Yugi's not involved."
"Sugoroku," Aokii muttered, growling now. "Do NOT let the misleading of the past ruin someone else's life! You know the consequences for not being the chosen one, but when one is it, then what will happen if they do not fulfill their duties? The-world-will-crumble! I know it, you know, and can for sure tell you that Yugi is catching on," Aokii folded his arms. "That boy is not little anymore. He is still young, yes, but he is almost at pure adulthood. The least you could do for him is tell him what he might be so he does not turn his back to his own clan…" he muttered. The grandfather said nothing.
"Aokii…I can understand why you are saying this, but," he glanced up. "I-will-not-tell-him. He is not the one, and I know it. There may be a dragon at his school…" he sighed. "But it is a male. I sensed no female dragons there. If there were, Aokii, I would have told Yugi." Silence was left between them. Aokii's face was furrowed in slight fear and disappointment. He let out a sigh and turned to walk out of the room.
"Well Sugoroku…we shall see what happens. I truly, in my heart, hope that he is not the one," at that said, the teacher was gone and walking down the hall toward his room. The man's brows were still furrowed, but many more thoughts were flying through his head.
'Sugoroku said there was…a male dragon at Yugi's collage…but, alas, there must be many so…why would he only name one. Ah,' he ran a hand along his beard. 'He must have some contact with this one male dragon for Sugoroku to make such a big deal out of it…Yugi look what you have done…' he muttered in his mind. 'Why did he even think of speaking…ah damn you Sugoroku, you never told him about our dislike of certain dragon clans…' he blew out in annoyance. 'Damn you…hn,' the door to the living room area had a light on. Aokii blinked, curiosity getting the better of him. The elder one walked over and glanced inside the door. Inside he saw Yugi, sitting in front of the fireplace, a phone up to his ear. Aokii blinked again.
'When did Yugi have time to grab that…he must have put it in his pocket before Sugoroku and I walked into the room…' he tried to listen but Yugi was talking in such a hushed whisper, the elder one couldn't make out any of the words.
'Damnit…I can't use magic, Yugi would sense it, I'm to close…ah, I'll just have to see if I can make out a few words…' and the man stood there, only being able to make out a couple 'the' and 'I's in there. Suddenly, Yugi stood and began walking around, so Aokii was able to hear more.
"Atemu…yes…" he couldn't hear for a second. "But…notice…I know!" were bits and bits of what Aokii heard. Suddenly, Yugi began coming toward the door. Aokii moved back slightly as the boy stood now, right in front of the door. He did not talk for a second, and then suddenly flung the door open. His teacher was now staring into violet eyes. Then the elder man blinked. There was…what was that emotion, in Yugi's eyes. Never, never in all the years had Aokii seen that deep devotion, love and caring in his eyes before. The teen sighed.
"I have to go again. I'm sorry. Yes…bye," he hung up the phone. "Well sensei, are you teaching me how to eavesdrop too?" he asked, turning back around to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace. The teacher followed him into the room.
"No, I'm just worried about you…" he gave a glance at the black thing over Yugi's shoulder. It was sitting there like bird on its owner. The thing made a hissing sound, even if no mouth, nose, eyes or ears were clear on the thing. Actually, no animalistic parts or human anatomy was there. Just, plain, black. Aokii walked over to sit on the couch next to his student.
"Your grandfather is…not very happy with that," he pointed to the black spirit. Yugi rolled is eyes and blew out annoyingly.
"Oh surprise, surprise," he muttered dryly. "Really," he made an act of petting it. "Do you think I care about what he says? I never have…" his eyes took on a soft sadness. "I never will…" Aokii stared at the expression.
"And why is that?" he asked. Yugi was silent.
"…If you don't tell him…I will tell you some," he whispered. Aokii blinked.
"Well…alright then," he said. Yugi smiled, nodding.
"He banned me from seeing someone…" he muttered. "A friend who I care a lot about…because he can't stand to see me happy. Everything, everything I do is WRONG!" he yelled. He then sighed as the black thing curled around his neck and head soothingly, sensing it's others distress. Aokii stared.
"Yugi…can you tell me all of your closest friends that you have now…" he whispered. Yugi was silent for a second.
"Sure. My roommate is Ryou, then there's Bakura. The people in the orchestra, Amber, Anzu, some guys and girls in my history class are cool. There's…a couple more…yeah," he turned back to Aokii. "Bout' it." His teacher frowned.
"So whom were you talking to on the phone?" he asked. Yugi cocked his head to the side.
"Oh, it was Ryou," he said, hoping his lie was not noticed. Aokii's frown increased.
"I clearly heard you addressing the person by…Atemu was it?" he stated. Yugi's face paled.
"I-It…was I…I…mean I was talking about a person named Atemu…" he trailed off. His teacher stared at Yugi intently for a second and then sighed.
"Well…fine the," he stood. "I have one thing to say though Yugi. Don't get to attached to your cell phone there," he sighed. "Might not be havein' it for much longer." Yugi stared up at the man. Aokii turned and walked out of the room. The young mage was left, confusion evident in his gaze.
Then standing, the teen began his way back to his own room. Cooing the black streak into his arms, Yugi cuddled the thing close, letting out a sigh.
"Seems I've gotten myself into a little bit of a pickle eh?" he told 'Atemu'. The black one curled into his lights chest, making a sound of enjoyment and contentment.
Yugi laughed lightly as he began his tread down the main hallway to his bedroom. Opening the door, he walked inside and looked around, hoping his grandfather hadn't decided to hand around.
No one was present.
The younger Motou smiled. 'Good, no ones here…' he muttered. Walking over to the bed, he gave a light order for the black spirit to go to his bed so the boy could undress. The spirit complied with Yugi's request and floated off of Yugi's arm and onto his sheets. The young mage wandered over to his bags that he had yet to put in all of his drawers. Sighing, he took off his shirt and pants and finally boxers. Throwing all of the dirty laundry into a basket, Yugi walked back over to his bags to get a clean pair of underwear. As he was walking over there, though, a certain spirit noticed him. 'Atemu' curled onto the floor and over to wind up Yugi's leg. The teen immediately noticed, glaring down at the innocent creature.
"Ah…you perverted dragon…" he muttered, throwing a pair of boxers on, making sure the black streak stayed on his calf. Shaking his leg, the spirit flew off, to fall lightly on Yugi's bed.
The teen put on a pair of pajama pants and a light sleeveless top, and then finally made his way back to his bed, placing his cell phone on his dresser. The teen then flopped down on his bed, exhausted. The coal black spirit was still for a second, then wandered over to curl itself around Yugi's head. The younger one chuckled lightly.
"Maybe I should get a pet…" he muttered, gently stroking the thing. His eyes then saddened. Sitting up, he coaxed the animal into his hands. The mage then smiled, rubbing his nose against the little thing.
"You are so cute," he murmured. The spirit of Atemu made a small 'cooing' sound, and nuzzled back up against his others face. Yugi laughed, laying back down and drawing his covers over himself. Reaching up, the boy turned his light off and snuggled into his pillow. The mage could feel the spirit move up his body so it was curled along the pillow right by Yugi's head. The teen smiled, petting it a couple times, falling slowly into a deep sleep.
/Next Morning\
The young mage awoke slowly, feeling that…something was missing. He sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Glancing around his now bright room, he noticed that something was indeed gone. Yugi whipped his head left and right and behind himself, seeing nothing. Turning around so he was facing his pillow, he saw nothing.
-Atemu- he started, searching his bed sheets. -Atemu, where did you go…- he muttered, picking up the pillow and then diving under the sheets. He saw no black spirit anywhere. Coming back up, he sighed. Reaching out his magic, he tried to see if he could pick up Atemu's spiritual code. Finding nothing, the teen sighed. Swinging his feet off of his bed, he traveled to his bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. Opening the door, he walked inside, searching still, hoping the spirit was maybe hiding in here.
It was not, Atemu was nowhere to be seen or sensed. The young mage sighed once again, glancing up at himself in the mirror. Blinking, he smiled.
'I guess the little thing just couldn't stay away from it's original body for very long…it was nice while it lasted though,' the teen felt happily, walking closer to the sink to splash his face with some cold water to wake up more. Reaching under the faucet, he threw the water into his face, mentally hissing at the coolness of it. Turning the tab to turn the water off, he reached to his right to grab a towel.
Wiping his face, the teen allowed a small exhales of breath to escape his lips, and then turned back to his room to change. Taking off his pajama's, the boy put on a lose pair of kaki shorts and a mildly long blue top. Reaching up, he tucked the dragon charm and gold chain behind his shirt so that no one could see it. He especially didn't want his grandfather seeing it. The young mage stretched his arms in to the air, letting out a small smile. Throwing on a pair of socks and then his light tennis shoes, Yugi walked over and out of his room. Traveling down the stairs to the main floor, Yugi headed into the kitchen for some breakfast. Upon walking in, he already saw his grandfather up, sipping coffee and looking through a newspaper. Serena was trying to coax Anakai into eating some oatmeal and her husband, Nathan, was over at the stove, making him and most likely Serena breakfast as well.
"Mornin'," he muttered. Serena glanced up, a smile on her face.
"Still haven't woken up huh?" she asked. Yugi shrugged, grabbing some cereal from a cabinet.
"S'pose not…" he answered. Serena chuckled, being distracted from her own child. Anakai, being the cunning mischievous little girl she is, took this chance and threw some of her neglected oatmeal onto her mothers face. Serena blinked, glaring down at her daughter. Snatching Anakai from her seat, the woman brought the wailing girl up to her room for punishment.
"…What's wrong with her?" Yugi asked, sitting down at the table. Nathan sighed.
"Ah, she's just being Anakai," the man turned to sit down as well, laying out two plates filled with steaming omelets. "She's also been crabby since Serena wants to stop giving her long naps and all. The girl's just adjusting…" he took a bit out of the food. "Nothing much." Yugi nodded. Pouring some milk into the cereal and orange juice in a glass, the boy began to eat.
"So Yugi," Sugoroku started. The teen glanced up. "What is Aokii teaching you?" Plum colored eyes glanced up from his paper. Yugi blinked.
"Well…review for the most part…and…" he trailed off.
'Does sensei want my grandpa to know what he's teaching me? I mean, my grandfather has always hated battle and fighting spells…' he glanced down at the table.
"I'm teaching him battle spells Sugoroku," came a voice from the doorway. Yugi glanced around, relived at his teacher's great timing.
"Yeah," the young mage said. "That." Aokii grinned, patting Yugi on the back.
"Meet me out in the back after breakfast ok?" he told Yugi. He nodded. Aokii grinned, giving a wave to Nathan and Sugoroku, he walked out the door. The mage turned back to his cereal, gobbling it up quickly and then dashing out of the house to where his teacher was. Running down the small hill to a flat plane, he saw his teacher standing, waiting. Yugi slowed his pace to a jog and then a walk. Stopping in front of his sensei, the young mage grinned.
Aokii glanced down as Yugi came in at least of foot from him. The teacher let a small frown cast over his face. The black thing that appeared the other day was gone. Why?
"Yugi, what happened to it?" he asked. Yugi sent him a look of confusion.
"What 'it'?" he asked back, then blinking, he let out a 'ah'. "Oh that it. The black spirit, oh, it disappeared over night…" he paused. "I really don't know what happened to it." The younger mage glanced at the ground.
"It juts kinda…vanished," he explained. Aokii gave a slow nod.
"I see…well anyways, I want to maybe…start a bit smaller today."
Yugi stared at him, confusion written on the teens face. "Why? Nothing really that bad happened yesterday, only the fragment of that spirit appeared." Aokii stared.
"What do you mean 'nothing happened' Yugi? You were unresponsive to me for over a minute, and you totally destro"- he stopped himself. "You know what…never mind," he waved his hand. "Never mind. Let us just get down to doing another spell. All water under the bridge now…" he muttered. Yugi nodded in agreement.
"I suppose. Sure," he said back. The teacher smiled.
"Hoky, today, lets see what kind of a defensive fighter you are," he walked away from the boy. "I will attack you with a very simple spell that might shock you somewhat, but otherwise, not do much. Just attempt to defend with any spell you can think off. I just was to see if your speed is as good as I may think," he instructed. Yugi nodded, bending his legs slightly so he would have a better chance of sprinting. Aokii turned around, and his grey-blue eyes met Yugi's vibrant violet.
'At least the boy knows that making eye contact is one of the first things…' the teacher muttered in his mind. He kept a clean, unemotional face, turning his head up in a way of showing conformation. Yugi did not cock his head in the same manner, but kept his eyes fixed right on his teacher, waiting to see the sign of movement.
Aokii suddenly shot forward, hand out in front of himself, fingers sprayed. Yugi did the only thing he could think of. Dodge. Evading to his right, his teacher flew past him. But, Aokii suddenly spun in the air, flipping backwards right towards the teen. Yugi held up his arms, crossing them over his face in an attempt to make a shield of magic. He did not know any indication, so he just winged it by summoning up random magic and weaving it into a small, yet feeble, shield. His sensei, being the expert and having the experience, blasted through the make shift shield and made Yugi fly back at least two feet. The teen fell on his back, and then bounced up to land on his stomach.
'Damn, that hurt…' he though, clutching the now bruised spot on his chest.
"Teacher!" he yelled, standing, and wincing. "Why in the world did you have to make it so powerful?" Aokii blinked.
"Sorry to break it to you Yugi, that is one of the weakest battle hit spells there is, you should also be glad I aimed for one of your strongest spots. Now," he walked over to Yugi and pulled up his sleeve to glance at the boy's shoulder and arm muscles.
"Flex," he commanded. Yugi did so only to earn a sigh.
"Yugi, have you been trying to keep your shape at all? You have barley any muscle left here!" he patted the boy's upper arm. "That's one reason why you seemed to get hurt so badly. Your magic is fine against pure, other magic. But in battle…" he gave a light laugh. "You need at least somethin' here!" he bellowed. Then turning, he began to walk back up to the main house.
"We are to not do anything till you earn some of that muscle back. I want you to go running ever morning. No exceptions. Unless thunder or lightning," Yugi followed his teacher. "Also, pushups. Lots of 'em. Start at 10 and go up by five every…oh how about 3 days," he turned to look down at Yugi. "Sound good?" he asked, not really expecting any real opinion. Yugi nodded.
"Yeah, yeah. It's fine," the boy said in response. He then let out a mental sigh.
'This is not going to be a fun summer…'
DMYY- Lookey here, I actually got my but into gear and read this over. Well, read, edited…spell checked xD lol. Hoky, sorry for the Yugi OOCness. His grandfathers a meanie ain't he? Also, thank you SO much for the reviews everyone. Decided to try and give thanks :D Next time, I won't do all reviews, just ones if you have a defiant question or something ok? Well, PLEASE REVIEW!
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