Hey! Here's the sixth chapter, i hope it's good.
Que the fic!
Yogi was sitting. It was dark and cold. Yogi felt numb and scared and empty all at the same time. His legs were curled up to his chest, his chin resting on his knees. His face hidden slightly by his golden blond hair and his deep violet eyes shut tightly.
Yogi had no idea where he was. He was lonely, yes, but better to be lonely than a bother to everyone else.
Yogi blinked and raised his head. What was...? There it was again! IT sounded like a also sounded like someone was calling his name. But why? Why would anyone look for him? "Yogi!" The voice was louder and clearer now. It echoed threw the dark little place Yogi was in. "Yogi!"
Yogi hesitated. He wasn't sure he should go see who was calling him. The voice didn't sound familiar, but that didn't mean recognize something in the voice. He heard, felt and understood the pain buried away in the voice. The person who the voice belonged to, had lost someone dear to them. Yogi could relate to that kind of pain. Oh, how he could relate.
"Yogi! Yogi! Please! Where are you?" Yogi blinked as he climbed to his feet. Whether he wanted to meet this person or not, the person would find him soon enough. Yogi stretched his arms out before carefully walking a few steps forward.
How would he get out? Was he in a room, or a hole of some sort? Where was he? Yogi scratched his head. Why didn't he know where he was?
"Yogi!" The voice was closer now. Much closer. Yogi gulped, his heart stuttering just a bit. Yogi hesitated a bit more. Should he call out?
"Yogi?" Well, it was to late to do anything now. The person was almost where he was.
Yogi frowned, shielding his eyes from the sudden bright light that was shinning his way. He could faintly make out a silhouette of a person. "Yogi!" The person was running towards him. Before he could decide whether to stay or run, Yogi was tackled to the ground in a surprise hug.
"I found you!" Exclaimed the person hugging him tightly. "Found me?" Yogi asked after he found his voice. He felt the person's head nod on his chest before they began speaking. "Yep. I found you." He felt the person's arms tighten slightly around his thin body. "You'd better not leave me, got it?" The person said tensely.
Yogi felt himself smile softly. He began to weave his hand threw the person's shortish messy raven black hair. "I'll try not to, if you don't leave me." He said quietly. The person on him chuckled softly. "Promise. Thought, your gonna wanna get rid of me when we meet."
"I doubt that. Wait, what do you mean by 'When we meet'?" Yogi asked, looking down at the person's head, only seeing messy black hair. "We haven't meet yet, silly. At least, not in person." Yogi was confused. "What do you mean?" He asked.
Suddenly they where standing in a huge strange grassy orange field. There was a giant grape fruit tree with a wooden swing tied to one of it's branches, a river flowing calmly beside the tree. A light breeze blew by, shifting the tree's red leaves and branches and moving the swing just a bit.
"My little dream world." The person said softly. Yogi just nodded. The person sat on the swing. "You see, me and you aren't really here right now. Our souls are. This place doesn't even really exist." "What? Our souls? This place isn't real?" Yogi repeated, not quite understanding. "No, this is a dream world i created in my mind and body. Where my soul visits when i am sleeping. A small little place rather close to my subconscious. You where in yours when i found you.
"And yes, our souls. Right now our souls are in my little dream place. We will meet in person soon enough. The person said walking towards the swing. They sat down and kicked off to begin swinging. "We will?" Yogi asked as he sat down, leaning slightly on the tree. "Yes, we will. But first, lets just talk. "About what?"
"Hmm. I don't know." The question had been bugging Yogi for the past few minutes, it flew from his lips before he could figure out how to ask it without sounding rude. "Why is my dream world place so different from yours?" The person slowed down swinging just a bit, looking at the unique pale green sky with the few but not scarce pale blue clouds.
"We are different people. With different views, minds and souls. That would be a reason. Along with another." Yogi frowned. "Another?" Yogi asked. "Yes. But that's not what you meant, huh?" The person sighed.
"The reason is, you still haven't let your built up guilt go. I'm trying to move on, your not. I've already started to let go, Yogi, you haven't yet." The person said, looking into Yogi's eyes as they stopped swinging. "You hold to much pain and hate for yourself. You need to let go. "Yogi shook his head.
"It's my fault. "He argued back weakly. The person shook their head. "Yogi." The person sounded tired. Tired and sad. Yogi shook his head. "I'm sorry." "You blame blame yourself to much! You hurt yourself with this false accusations." The person sighed. "It's not healthy Yogi. Your mind is already deteriorating under the unnecessary pressure. IT doesn't help with the new persona you've made."
"New persona?" Yogi asked, tilting his head to the side. "Yes, wait..You still don't know?" The person said exclaimed in disbelief. Yogi frowned slightly in confusion. The person shook their head, sighing softly. "It's for you to find out. If i tell you now, well, it would only hurt you."
Yogi opened his mouth to ask something, when he felt a tug on his soul. "Good bye Yogi. For now anyways." "Wait! Who are you?" Yogi asked frantically as he felt himself lifted in the sky, pulled by an invisible and strong force. The person just laughed. "You'll know who i am when we meet, but just in case, the names...!"
Yogi was pulled away.
Yogi blinked. He was on the ground. He looked up. He had been kicked out of bed. He gulped when he saw Akari looming over him, an evil glint in the young doctors eyes. He stuttered a bit. The doctor grabbed his shoulder and heaved him up to his feet. "I heard your band-aid came off. Your allergies where quit troublesome." The doctor said sharply.
Yogi winced. "I-I...I b-blacked out. Sorry." He said softly. The doctor frowned. "For how long?" Yogi shrugged. "I-I don't know." He said. The doctor let go, turning away from Yogi. Yogi fell onto the bed. He looked up, and saw Akari with a huge needled syringe. He gulped, yelping as he scrambled backwards to get away from the sharp object held threateningly in Akari's hand.
"Akari, leave the boy alone. I already gave him his shots when he was asleep." Akari and Yogi glanced up to see the older doctor ( What is his name? The old doctor, that did the magic tricks?) walking in. Yogi blinked. "Wha?"
Akari sighed, putting the needle away, to the relief of Yogi. Hirato walked into the room, smiling as he said hello. "Hello everyone." Gareki and Nai trailing behind him. Nai looked at Yogi with watery eyes, before he started crying. Yogi was startled and was at Nai's side in an instant. "There, there Nai. It's alright." He said softly as he ran his left hand threw Nai's white hair, calming the boy instantly. Nai leaned on Yogi as he slowly stopped crying.
Yogi smiled down at Nai as Nai smiled brightly back up at him. "Moving along, it's time to say good bye." Hirato said rather tightly. Gareki raised an eyebrow at him. "No!" Nai said, his arms gripping Yogi tightly in his small arms. Yogi blinked in surprise. "Its only for a short while, until we find Tsukumo."
Nai started to cry again. "NO! I don't wanna leave! I want Yogi and everyone to come too!" Yogi ran his hand threw Nai's hair again and began to rub the boys back softly. "It's only for a short while Nai, You'll both be back soon. You'll make new friends while your away. Okay?" Yogi whispered softly to the boy, as everyone watched in wonder as Yogi quickly, and ,surprisingly, expertly calmed the crying Nai.
Nai nodded. "Okay." He said reluctantly as he released his grip on Yogi's middle. Yogi grinned, hiding his sadness that Nai and Gareki where leaving all to well.
The doctor, Akari, Hirato and Yogi walked Nai and Gareki to the door. There stood two people. A two men. One taller than the other. The tall one was a head taller than Yogi and the other the same height as Gareki, if not a few inches taller.
The tall one had brown hair and blue eyes. He had dark skin and was dressed like Hirato. The shorter one had dirty blond hair and hazel blue eyes. He had tan skin. He wore a button up shirt and some pants. "Hello, I'm John and this is Carl." The tall man said gesturing to the shorter guy who waved.
"Nice to meet you he said politely." Nai smiled at them, and Gareki said nothing. "We hope you'll take care of them." Hirato said, shaking John's hand. John nodded. "We will do anything we can." Hirato nodded. John turned to Carl and nodded. "Well, lets go." Said Carl.
Nai and Gareki followed them out of the ship. Gareki turned back, and Yogi waved slightly. Gareki's eyes widened slightly, before the door closed.
"You need to rest, Yogi." Said the doctor, gently pulling Yogi back to the room. Yogi looked at him surprised. Why was he being so...nice and gentle? Yogi followed him inside the room and lied on the bed. "G'night" he said softly. His eyelids felt heavy suddenly. He felt tired.
He faintly remembered the dream he had. He remembered the person just barely. What he remembered clearly, was the at the person had odd eyes. Mis matched. The right eye had been Neon green and the right a bright electric blue. People would find this strange or even a bit scary or even ugly. Yogi didn't.
He had thought the eyes where very pretty.
Gareki blinked as he woke up. he turned his head and saw some light streaming threw the window. Gareki sat up and saw that Nai and Yogi were still sleeping. He got up and walked slightly towards Yogi, he was sleeping. Yogi wasn't having any nightmares again.
Gareki sighed with relief. Wait, he shook his head a light blush hon his face. Why should he care if the idiot had nightmares? He had only woken him up so he could sleep. It wasn't like he cared or anything. And why was he blushing?
Yogi turned in his sleep and mumbled something incoherent. He sleeps talks? Gareki thought, walking a bit closer. Yogi was asleep, his face calm. The sun light reflected of his hair, showing just how much of a golden color it was. His skin caught a tiny bit of light, making it's tan hue stand out a bit.
Gareki shook his head fast. What was he doing? He shouldn't be looking at Yogi! Gareki turned and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him. Might as well go see when he and Nai would be leaving.
He walked down the hall. He saw a door that was just barely open and walked towards it. He peered inside and saw the doctor, Akari and Hirato. Just as he was about to push the door open, he heard Akari begin to speak.
"His band-aid was off when they where found." IT was a simple accusation, one that made the older Doctor and Hirato tense. "You wouldn't suppose his other self acted out?" Hirato asked. Gareki's eyes widened. Hirato sounded tense, as if this was something huge. A very huge problem.
"They had been fighting, of course he came out. He wouldn't pass up what he would call a 'game'." The older doctor sounded older, and completely serious. "What where they talking about?
"I have to question if he took the band-aid off purposely." Akari said. Hirato shook his head. "He wouldn't do that. He thinks he has really bad allergies, which is why he 'blacks out'. He doesn't even know about his split personality." Split personality? Gareki's eyes widened. That would explain how Yogi was like a completely different person, and a little of why he hadn't recognized him.
But a split personality. Wouldn't that mean that something had to have happened to Yogi when he was younger, to make him create a fake illusion of a person in his mind? What more is that he doesn't even know. How could Yogi not know?
Gareki was brought out of his thought when he heard the older Doctor speak. "Yogi will believed he passed out, but Gareki was there. He must have seen." Akari nodded. "What should we do. Hirato sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "To tiresome."
Gareki backed up. "We wait. We don't know what Gareki will do, but lets hope he comes to us first about this. IF Yogi finds out, it will not be good for his health." The doctor said.
Gareki turned and walked back to the infirmary. This was none of his business. IT shouldn't concern him. he didn't care for Yogi at all. He didn't want to, but a bit of him did.
"Gareki?" Gareki looked up and saw Nai steeping out of the room. "Are we really leaving he asked, looking scared. Gareki nodded. "Yeah, we are." Nai sniffed. "I don't want to leave. We have to find Tsukumo! Yogi will be all alone if we leave!" Gareki frowned. "Shut up! Don't you want to find Karoku?" He asked. Nai hesitated. "Y-yes..." "So? Besides, Hirato, the doctor and Akari are here. Yogi'll be just fine." He grumbled at Nai.
Nai sniffed and looked to the ground. "Alright." He sounded defeated. And sad. Gareki shook his head and pointedly looked away. He didn't want a sudden lapse in vision and to see Nai as a Niji again. IT would guilt him. He didn't want or need guilt. But he felt guilty anyway.
Tsukumo was missing and Yogi was hurt. Gareki shook his head. It was the idiot's own fault! Not his! He would not feel guilty!
"Well, well. It seems your both away, how about Yogi?" Hirato's voice brought Gareki out of his denial thoughts. Nai looked up at Hirato. "He's still asleep phony four eyes." He saw Hirato's eye twitch at Gareki's 'nick name' for him. "I'll go wake him up." Akari said, a rather evil glint in his eyes.
Akari went into the room and Gareki looked at Hirato and the doctor. Just as he opened his mouth, Nai cut in. "Why are we leaving?" He asked, sounding whinny and childish. He had spent to much time around Yogi, Gareki decided. Hirato raised an eyebrow. "We need to find Tsukumo, we wont be able to protect you much with her missing." He said calmly.
"So? Yogi will!" Nai said. The doctor shook his head. "IT doesn't work out like that Nai. That is something Yogi cant do by himself. He is also wounded at the moment. It is only temporary." The doctor said. Nai looked like he was about to cry. The doctor went into the room.
" Your bags are already packed. Two other members of circus will be coming to pick you up. Hirato said. "Sounds like you cant wait to get rid of us." Gareki said calmly. "Come with me." Hirato said, completely ignoring Gareki's comment.
They followed Hirato into the room, and as soon as Nai saw Yogi, he was bawling. Yogi looked panicked for a moment, before he rushed to Nai's side. Yogi ran his hand threw Nai's hair and Nai leaned on him. "There, Ther, Nai, it's alright." Yogi soothed him instantly. Nai was no longer crying.
Yogi smiled down at Nai as Nai smiled brightly back up at him. "Moving along, it's time to say good bye." Hirato said rather tightly. Gareki raised an eyebrow at him. "No!" Nai said, his arms gripping Yogi tightly in his small arms. Yogi blinked in surprise. "Its only for a short while, until we find Tsukumo."
Nai started to cry again. "NO! I don't wanna leave! I want Yogi and everyone to come too!" Yogi ran his hand threw Nai's hair again and began to rub the boys back softly. "It's only for a short while Nai, You'll both be back soon. You'll make new friends while your away. Okay?" Yogi whispered softly to the boy. Gareki could only stare in amazement as Yogi calmed Nai easily. Why had he never done so before.
Nai nodded. "Okay." He said reluctantly as he released his grip on Yogi's middle. Gareki watched as Yogi smiled at the boy. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something about that smile was off. It bothered him. He didn't know why.
Hirato leaded them all to the door, where two men where waiting for them.
The tall one was a head taller than Yogi and the other the same height as Gareki, if not a few inches tall one had brown hair and blue eyes. He had dark skin and was dressed like Hirato. The shorter one had dirty blond hair and hazel blue eyes. He had tan skin. He wore a button up shirt and some pants. "Hello, I'm John and this is Carl." The tall man said gesturing to the shorter guy who waved.
"Nice to meet you he said politely." Nai smiled at them, and Gareki said nothing. "We hope you'll take care of them." Hirato said, shaking John's hand. John nodded. "We will do anything we can." Hirato nodded. John turned to Carl and nodded. "Well, lets go." Said Carl.
Nai and Gareki followed them out the door. Gareki turned back, and Saw Yogi. Their was something wrong about Yogi. He looked, tired, sick and sad. IT wasn't right. It seemed wrong for the usually energetic man to be so quiet and passive. Yogi smiled and waved. IT was his usual grin. And Gareki found himself yearning to see the soft gently smile Yogi had worn during his sleep.
Wait, what? Gareki's eyes widened. He wanted to see Yogi smile. Why? Why would he fool's mile be important to him. He turned and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
He walked into John and Carl's ship. Nai was sitting in a chair already. Ready to go?" Carl asked. He nodded.
Gareki found the strange urge to go back inside the ship he had just been on an d go to Yogi. To ask him what the hell was wrong with him and what he was doing to his thoughts. But most importantly, he wanted to know why he felt the need to see Yogi smile.
He pushed the urge down and sat next to Nai. "Do you think Yogi will be alright?"Nai asked, looking up at Gareki. "Be quite Nai." Gareki told the boy, because he tow wondered if Yogi would be alright. He sighed and looked out the window as the ship flew away.
Mis matched eyes opened. Blinking sleep away, as the neon green and blue eyes focused. "Are you awake? we are almost at halfway to the next train station." Tsukumo's voice said from next to Liam. Tsukumo frowned. The boy seemed a bit dazed. A few minutes after the train started, he had fallen asleep. He had mumbled once before going completely limp. Tsukumo would have thought him dead, if not for his faint breathing.
He looked over at Tsukumo and smiled. "I think i know where the person I'm gonna meet is." Tsukumo frowned. "You do?" Liam shrugged. "It depends. I wonder if he took my advice to heart." Tsukumo's frown deepened slightly at the boy's mixed words.
Liam ginned at her, his grin huge and mischievous, faintly reminding her of a Cheshire cat. "What should we do now? Wanna play a game." Tsukumo sighed ans whacked him on the head. "Behave and act like an adult." She scolded him lightly. He pouted. "But that's no fun!" He whined.
Liam glanced out the window. 'I'll be finding you soon. Wait for me, Yogi, I'll be there to help you soon.'
Wow, that took forever to right. Then ending is a bit rushed. Sorry. I hope i did alright. It's my longest chapter, thought it took a more than a few days to come up with and type.
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