In which Yami and Yugi decided ignorance truelly is bliss...
It was a normal day - which, when one read between the lines, meant Bakura and Marik had been absent from the daily activities, thus making it a day as close to normalcy as they could ever hope to have.
"It's a nice day, isn't it Yami?" Yugi hummed, earning a soft grin and adoring eyes in response.
"It certainly is, aibou." For a moment the two sat in silence, enjoying the rare moment of peace.
And then...
"Jees, did you see him SCALE that fence!?" "Haha, I know, for a man in robes he's very swift!" "And with that scythe too!" "Hi Pharaoh, hi mini-Pharaoh!" Marik and Bakura called out as they bolted past, running like death himself was on his heels.
There was an awkward pause as Yami and Yugi watched the two disappear from sight, looked at each other, and then looked in the direction they had just come from.
A man garbed in black robes came tearing up the path, wielding a massive, eye catching scythe. He skidded to a halt in front of the two, looming over them. "Have you two seen a blond haired and a blue haired duo come this way?" He snarled.
A contemplating pause, then both shook their head side to side. Cursing violently the reaper tore off, going in quite the wrong direction, but neither were in a hurry to correct him.
"Yami, was that...?" "Let it go, aibou. Let it go."
R&R