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"What in the world was that?"
Seto Kaiba was never overly patient when he wanted answers. Yugi continued cleaning, and answered, "That is why I am here. It is where I come from, it is what I work to end." Seto was puzzled by the rather ambiguous answer (though he would never admit it), and demanded further explanation.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" Yami would have glared at Kaiba, but he was too busy watching Yugi. The expressions on his face were…different. Very different. Yugi was remembering…Yugi never remembered, Yami realized, he never talked about the years before the Millennium Puzzle was solved.
Taking in Yugi's appearance with a glance, he was rather surprised. Wearing an olive colored army-style jacket over a dull black shirt, with stained khaki pants and sturdy shoes, Yugi had a look on his face that was a far cry from his usual cheerful, carefree self. It was a serious, world-weary look that made one think the person wearing it was many centuries old. It looked like it belonged on Yugi's face though, which made Yami worry.
"It's a long story, so I'm glad you're both awake. I don't wish to tell it twice," he said, giving an odd, forced smile. Mokuba was still gone. "It's best if he doesn't…I mean, I don't think he should hear some of this. If you think it's okay, you can tell him later. But he's playing with the other children now. He's good with them," Yugi added absently. He looked lost in thought. Finally he sighed and sat down on a cot, facing them. "I haven't told the story in a while, so forgive me if I'm not very clear. I'll answer your questions as best I can. Just know that I might decide not to." Seto looked as though he wanted to protest, but something in Yugi's face- or voice? Made him stop.
A girl, about the same height as Yugi, came in. "Thought you could hide, did you? Well come on, let me see the trouble you got yourself into this time." Yugi sighed and with the girls help took off the jacket. Rolling up the baggy sleeves of the black shirt, to just above the elbow of his left arm, a slightly bleeding wound was exposed. Yami realize that the stain he had barely noticed on the jacket had been blood. The girl sighed. "So this makes it, what, the seventh time?" Yugi nodded.
"If you count that one accident. It barely hit me." The girl shrugged.
"It counts." In response to Seto's unspoken question, Yugi clarified.
"Seventh time I've been shot, exploded, or knifed. This was a bullet grazing. Eliana," he said, indicating the girl, "is honestly a bit of a worry-wart."
"Humph. Tell that to someone who doesn't spend all their time fixing you up after your 'adventures'. Your stupid luck will run out one of these days," she ended, sighing. Yugi gave her a charming smile.
"So nice of you to worry." She just dabbed him hard with the cleansing solution, making him hiss. Satisfied, she continued her ministrations while Yugi began his explanation.
"You are currently in the war-torn land of Movia. Your plane crashed. We saw it in trouble, and while the pilots were both killed, you three survived. We had to destroy the plane as much as we could. Sorry, but we couldn't risk anyone thinking someone was alive and looking for you. We rescued anything that looked important. It's in a pile behind you, Seto." Seto nodded. "Not much was completely undamaged, but we really haven't checked. You're both fine, just knocked out. Mokuba recovered first, thanks to you protecting him, Seto." Seto shrugged it off. What else did they expect him to do? Idiots.
"Anyway. It's obvious you want to know why I'm here. I lived here. With my family." Yugi sighed, shifting as Eliana tightened the bandage. He winced and nodded, indicating that it was tight enough. Putting the supplies up, Eliana sat on the other cot, looking at a list and quietly muttering calculations. "When I was eight, war had not yet broken out. My father was sent to live among the people, and learn the best ways to earn the country money while not threatening the people. It's what my dad did, he was like a Nations advisor. He would go, learn about the country, and make suggestions. He solved a lot of problems and travelled a lot. Well, this was going to be a family project. We had moved to a small town, Gornv, south and west of here." Yugi looked a little lost in memories at this point. "It was beautiful. The house was a traditional one, though it did have electricity and running water. The flowers…Alessa and Jolandra loved to pick them. The flowers grew in tall fields though, so all you could see of them were the very tops of twin black hair tied in ribbons." He fidgeted with the bandage on his arm absently, though at a reproving glare from Eliana he stopped. "Who are Alessa and Jolandra?" Asked Yami.
"My twin sisters."