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Hello and welcome to chapter eleven of my story. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter eleven: Kidnapped
Yami paced back and forth across Yugi's room. A frown marked his features and his hands were clasped behind his back. Yugi should be back by now. Yami glanced at the clock hanging on Yugi's bedroom wall. It read 5:25pm and Yugi had left the house at 3:20pm. He had been gone two hours. Yami bit his lip and turned his gaze to the window in Yugi's room. They couldn't have….could they? Yami shook his head and started pacing again. There was just no way Malik or Seto would have hurt Yugi in any way. It went against their highest laws to harm a human. Yami paused and glanced out of the window again. Malik had approached Yugi and spoken to him which was strange in itself. Yami never would have thought that Malik would speak to a human or involve one in his search for him. Something must be going on that Yami didn't know about.
"Yami," Yami glanced up to see Yugi's grandfather in the doorway, "Is Yugi back home yet?"
"No," Yami said slowly and Yugi's grandfather frowned.
"The shop was only a few minutes away he should have been only 30 minutes max." The old man twisted his hands together clearly worried. "He should be back by now." Yami swallowed. Even though he knew Yugi was taking too long hearing someone else say it made it all the more real. Yugi was missing.
"I'll go out and look for him." Yami said firmly heading for the doorway. Solomon blinked in surprise.
"I can't ask you to do that," he tried to protest but Yami shook his head.
"I will be fine, Yugi could be in danger and I must protect him." Yami met Solomon Moto's gaze without blinking. The old man sighed and shook his head wearily.
"I don't know where you came from Yami and I don't know why you are hanging around my grandson." Solomon held up a hand to stop Yami from talking. "I do know however, that my grandson is unhappy and lonely." Yami felt a rush of sympathy as Solomon sighed, his face creased with sadness. "I cannot fill the emptiness inside Yugi but," Solomon smiled, "I have never seen Yugi as happy as I've seen him when he is with you. Please, whatever happens, don't take that happiness away from him." For a moment Yami and Solomon stood in silence watching each other.
"I promise," Yami said his voice strong and his eyes shone with determination. Solomon smiled and nodded.
"Thank you," Solomon stood to the side to let Yami walk out of room. Solomon sighed and closed his eyes hoping that Yugi was ok.
-:-
I woke up with a pounding headache feeling groggy and disorientated. I frowned trying to remember what happened to me. I was walking down the street to get some milk from the store and then…nothing. I couldn't remember anything after that. I looked around me and felt my heart rate kick up a notch. I didn't recognise my surroundings at all. I was lying on my left side with my hands tied behind my back and my legs tied at my ankles. The walls were painted white and a set of floor to ceiling windows showed a view over the city. Already lights were turning on so I guessed I must have been out of it for a long time. The floor was made of a highly polished light coloured wood. I raised my head to see the back of a cream coloured sofa in front of me and a black sofa adjacent to the cream sofa facing the windows.
I wriggled and managed to push myself into a sitting position. A TV sat on top of a wooden chest of drawers and I could see my reflection in the glass. I swallowed nervously wondering where I was and how I got there. Have I been kidnapped? I thought in sudden shock. I couldn't think of any reason to kidnap me though. I didn't have any money worth taking. Besides this town was relatively crime free. I had never heard of anyone getting kidnapped for as long as I could remember.
"You're awake at last." A voice said and all my muscles tensed up. I slowly looked over my shoulder to see a tall blond man leaning against a door frame. I could see a small kitchen behind him. The man was holding a mug of something in his hands. I could see the steam curling up from whatever was in the mug before it disappeared. I frowned as I inspected the man's white clothes. He looked very familiar. I searched my memory and gasped when I put a name to the face.
"Wait a second, you're Malik aren't you?" I said and the blond smiled.
"Guilty as charged," he chuckled and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"What do you want with me?" I demanded trying to sound braver than I felt.
"Don't worry shorty I will return you to your grandfather unharmed as soon as I get what I want." Malik walked over to the cream sofa and grabbed the arm. I watched in shock as Malik turned the sofa around with a just a casual flick of his wrist. The two person sofa groaned as it turned around the legs scratching the wooden floor. Malik sat down sipping his drink watching me carefully.
"I know what you are," I said after a pause and Malik raised an eyebrow at me.
"Really," he sounded bored but I saw a spark of interest flash through his eyes. I nodded and Malik smirked and leaned back against the sofa. I guessed from the texture that the sofa must be leather. "Enlighten me," Malik said still smirking.
"You are an angel," I said confidently and Malik almost spat out the mouthful of his hot drink. I watched as he coughed wiping his chin with his sleeve.
"Wow kid you are weird, I'm no angel." Malik laughed but I shook my head and gazed at him.
"No I know that I am right. You are an angel just like Yami." Malik watched me without blinking until I started to feel uncomfortable.
"Damn," Malik sighed leaning back against the sofa and crossing one leg over the other. "I can't believe Yami blabbed the big secret."
"If you are an angel what do you want with me?" I asked glaring at Malik. It most likely didn't look very scary on my face but I gave it a good try. Malik leaned his head back to stare up at the ceiling for a moment.
"What did Yami tell you about us?" Malik asked still looking up at the ceiling.
"He said that you were once human but you are now angels working for God." I replied watching Malik. The blond snorted and raised his head to look at me with startling purple eyes.
"I guess he didn't tell you why we were here did he?" Malik smirked again and I shivered.
"Yami said he was here for me, and that you were here to because he disobeyed God in some way." I answered as Malik leaned forward to stare at me. The mug was clasped between his hands.
"Yami was sent here to look after you, but it was only a temporary thing, in fact you should have been totally unaware of his presence. That is what we guardian angels do. We follow you around and help you out when you are in trouble but you humans are never aware of us." Malik laughed but the sound held no humour. "We never get thanked either."
"Is that what Yami did wrong? By letting me see him he disobeyed?" I asked in confusion but Malik shook his head.
"Letting humans see our human form is not worthy of punishment, many humans see angels in their disguise and are none the wiser. Yami was called back to Heaven but he did not go. He chose to stay here with you." My heart skipped a beat in my chest and that weird warmth I felt whenever Yami smiled at me came back. Yami stayed here even though he wasn't allowed to? He stayed for me? I couldn't believe it. No one had ever sacrificed anything for me before.
"Yami stayed…to be with me?" I whispered my eyes fixed to the wooden floor boards in front of me.
"Yeah he did, shocking isn't it?" Malik drawled putting the mug on floor beside the sofa. My head shot up and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"So why are you here?"
"I'm here to bring Yami back to Heaven kicking and screaming if it comes to that." Malik watched me coolly as I gasped.
"What do you mean?" My mind was running around in circles. "Wait, did you cause all those injuries to appear on Yami?" I demanded and Malik arched an eyebrow at me.
"So you have seen Yami since out little altercation have you?" Malik stared at me as if he was trying to see into my soul. I looked away. "Where is he?" I said nothing. "Cooperating with me would be a very good idea Yugi." I jumped when he said my name.
"How do you know my name?" I asked nervously.
"That is not important, where is Yami hiding?" Malik demanded standing up and towering over me. I couldn't stop myself from flinching back but I still didn't answer. Malik clicked his tongue in annoyance. "It doesn't matter, Yami will come looking for you and then Seto and I will take care of him."
"Who is Seto? Is he another angel?" I asked glancing around but there was no sign of anyone else in the apartment. Malik hesitated then flopped back onto the sofa with a sigh.
"Since you know so much I don't see why I shouldn't fill you in. Seto is another angel yes, God sent us both here to bring Yami back to Heaven. God authorised us to use force to bring Yami back if we had too. That is why you are here." Malik smirked. I licked my lips as realisation set in.
"You are using me as bait." I said softly and Malik nodded.
"Right in one," Malik stood up and walked over to me and crouched down in front of me. "I can't understand Yami. He is one of the favourites you know, he had everything he could have wanted in Heaven but he chose to disobey. Angels who disobey end up on a one-way trip downstairs you know." Malik smirked and I felt my insides turn in fear.
"Do you mean Hell?" I whispered and Malik leaned forward.
"Why do you think it was created in the first place?" He whispered in my ear making me shiver. "If God controls everything that happens why would that place be out of his control?"
"So you are going to sit back and let God send Yami to Hell?" I snapped glaring at Malik with all the hate I could muster. "Don't you have any sense of loyalty to your friends?"
"What makes you think Yami is a friend of mine? Heck, God chose Seto and me for this task because we don't like Yami." Malik chuckled, "God is nothing if not smart." Malik reached out and ran a finger down my cheek. I snatched my face away and Malik chuckled. "As for loyalty, I am loyal to God. He is the only one I need to be loyal to. If Yami had just done what he was told to then he wouldn't be in this position would he?"
"I…" I bit my lip and looked away. Suddenly Yami's sacrifice didn't seem so noble anymore. In fact it seemed downright stupid. There was no way I was letting Yami go to Hell for me. "If Yami went with you without fighting, would he still be punished?" I asked my voice soft and slightly breathless.
"Hmm," Malik hummed, "He might get a lesser punishment. He would be demoted and I doubt he would be allowed to return to Earth ever again." Malik looked sideways at me his gaze calculating. I scowled and turned my face away. I knew Malik wanted me to force Yami to go back to Heaven and I was torn over playing his game or refusing. Part of me wanted Yami to stay and damn the consequences, but another part of me didn't want Yami to be punished because of me. I wanted Yami to be happy and if he would be happier without me then he should go.
I closed my eyes and bit the inside of my lip. The thought of Yami leaving hurt like nothing I had ever felt before. Yet could I really be so selfish and demand that Yami stay with me with the knowledge that by doing so Yami would be sent to Hell? Malik stood up and walked away leaving me to my thoughts. If Yami was hurt because of me I would never forgive myself. But what did Yami want? I blinked and raised my head slightly. Why was I thinking about what I wanted without even thinking about what Yami wanted? How selfish was that? Yami had made a choice when he disobeyed God. He chose to stay. If that was what he wanted then I had no right to make him do anything else. Yami must know the price he would have to pay for not doing as he was told.
I was broken out of my thoughts by the sound of a door opening. I raised my head and watched the doorway that I guessed led to the front door. I heard the chain rattle as the door slammed shut. Footsteps sounded as whoever it was walked towards the living room. I swallowed and sat up as much as I could in my position.
"Hey Malik, are you in here or not?" A male shouted and a figure walked into the room. He was tall, taller than Malik. He had short brown hair with a fringe that fell over a pair of bright blue eyes. He was wearing a white suit with white shoes and a white shirt. The light reflected off his white clothing making him glow. I could feel my eyes watering just by looking at him. If I didn't already know the guy standing before me was an angel then I would have guessed it in a second. He had an unearthly quality to him, the same quality that Yami and even Malik had.
"Hey Seto how's things?" Malik asked waltzing into the living room. Seto was staring at me as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
"What is he doing here?" Seto pointed a finger at me his blue eyes wide with shock.
"That's Yugi I brought him here like God told us to." Malik answered and Seto turned to Malik his eyes burning with anger. "Chill out man Yami already told him everything about us." The anger seemed to vanish from Seto to be replaced by shock. I was starting to wonder if this Seto was bi-polar. He certainly switched from one emotion to another fast enough.
"Yami told him that he's an angel?" Seto asked his voice holding disbelief and shock. I wondered why it was such a big deal. Then again, Malik had said that most people weren't even supposed to see their guardian angel let alone know about them.
"I know I didn't believe it at first, but it's true." Malik shrugged as if it wasn't his problem. Seto blinked before sighing heavily and pinching the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache.
"Great, just bloody great."
"Goodness me is Seto cursing? Who would have thought it possible?" Malik snorted and leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. Seto shot Malik a black look and I realised that while Malik and Seto may not like Yami very much, they didn't seem particularly fond of each other either.
"So when were you going to tell me that you had kidnapped the kid?" Seto asked his voice cold.
"I saw a chance and I took it, there wasn't time for a conference. Besides I didn't know where you stomped off to." Malik shrugged. Seto glared at him before huffing and walking over to me. Until now they had been ignoring me despite the fact that I was the topic of conversation, and I had been kinda hoping it would stay that way. Seto's ice blue eyes cut into me like lasers.
"Do you know where Yami is?" Seto asked his voice promising that things would not go well for me if I didn't give him the answer he wanted.
"He knew Yami was injured," Malik injected a comment before I could speak.
"So you do know where he is." Seto said his voice still low and dangerous.
"Yes I do," I answered staring straight into Seto's eyes even though the guy, or angel, terrified me. "But I'm not going to tell you."
"That would be unwise," Seto hissed at me.
"So your friend told me." I felt very proud of myself when my voice didn't shake. Seto watched me for a long moment before he stood up.
"Send Yami a sign that only he can see, lead him to us." Seto turned away from me.
"So you are not mad at me for bringing the kid here anymore?" Malik asked his voice innocent. Seto gave the blond angel a glare that could have melted concrete. Malik didn't even flinch.
"Since he's here we might as well use him to our benefit." Seto snapped.
"Wait a second!" I called out and the two angels turned back to face me. I forced down my nerves telling myself that if they hadn't hurt me yet they most likely wouldn't. "Why can't you just leave Yami alone? Why can't he just do what he wants?" Malik snorted as if I had asked him why humans couldn't breathe on the moon. Seto however gazed at me with those blue eyes until I squirmed. Seto walked back over to me and crouched down like Malik had done only moments ago.
"Are humans allowed to run around doing whatever they want?" Seto answered a question with a question.
"Of course not, there are rules and laws –"
"Exactly," Seto cut me off before I could finish my sentence. "For angels it is the same. We cannot 'do what we want' we must follow the rules laid down by our God."
"But humans are not sent to Hell for disobeying the rules!" I argued back and Seto arched an eyebrow at me. "The punishment always fits the crime committed."
"Disobeying God is the highest crime an angel can commit, among others." Seto's voice was dispassionate as if he had no feelings on the subject. I could tell that to Seto, obeying the rules was like saying the sky is blue or that two plus two equals four. It was simple fact and could not be argued.
"But surely the reason for disobeying must be taken into account?" I said almost pleading now.
"Yami will stand trial in Heaven for his actions." Seto said but Malik snorted in disbelief. I looked at the blond angel in confusion.
"There is no way God would want the other angels to know that Yami of all people disobeyed. My guess is that this case will be taken care of in private." Malik answered my unasked question. Seto stood and turned to the blond angel with a scowl.
"That is not how Heaven works."
"Oh come on Seto you know as well as I do that things in Heaven aren't that different from Earth. There are secrets and conspiracies in Heaven too." Malik shook his head as if shocked that Seto would think any differently.
"All trials are fair and held before the public regardless of the crime," Seto started but Malik was shaking his head before Seto even finished.
"You know that's not true, you are just lying to yourself because the truth hurts too much to think about. Everyone thinks Heaven in a perfect haven for lost souls," Malik pushed himself off the wall, "Nothing could be further from the truth." With that hanging in the air Malik turned and walked away. I heard the door open and slam shut. The chain rattled again and the sound seemed to echo in the silence. I glanced up at Seto. His face was completely closed.
For a long time Seto just stood still staring at the space where Malik used to be. I didn't dare say a word for fear of being on the receiving end of Seto's quick temper. Suddenly Seto turned and walked out of the room. I watched as he entered a hallway on my right and vanished from sight. I heard the sound of a door opening and closing. This door didn't sound as heavy as the front door so I assumed the hallway led to bedrooms of some kind. I now suspected I was in a hotel of some kind. An expensive one if the leather sofas and the large TV were anything to go by.
I shifted position on the floor so I could draw my knees to my chest. I wished I could wrap my arms around my legs but my hands were tied too tightly. Besides, if my hands were free I would make a break for it. I leaned back feeling the wall plaster beneath my fingers. Yami, where are you?
-:-
Joey whistled tunelessly as he walked down the street. He was thinking about Seto as he walked to the nearby store to buy his dinner for the evening. He had considered calling Yugi to tell him all about his blue eyed visitor but he had lost track of time. The store closed at 6pm so Joey needed to hurry. Joey stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets as he walked his mind drifting. Seto was a strange person in many ways. One minute he was teasing the next he was cold. Joey couldn't understand him at all. Yet one thing was true, when Seto looked at Joey with those blue eyes Joey's knees went weak and his heart skipped a beat. I've got a major crush, Joey thought to himself with a heavy sigh. He didn't even know if Seto was gay and Seto himself had said that he wouldn't be in town for long.
Joey kicked a small stone out of his path. It jumped and skipped down the pavement for a moment before falling into a gutter. Joey glanced up and blinked in surprise. Yugi was standing just in front of him with his back to him. He was looking right and left as if looking for something. Joey smiled and stepped forward raising a hand in greeting. He badly wanted to talk to someone about Seto and Yugi was the perfect choice.
"Hey Yug' over here!" Joey called and Yugi suddenly turned to look at him. That was when Joey realised he had made a mistake. It wasn't Yugi after all but a guy who looked eerily like him. Heck, they even had the same star-shaped hair style. "Oh sorry man I thought you were someone else." Joey rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment. The stranger frowned and looked closer.
"Is your name Joey?" The stranger asked. Joey blinked and studied the guy before him. The stranger was slightly taller than Yugi was, his voice was deeper, his hair had more blond streaks and his eyes were different too.
"Who's asking?"
"My name is Yami and I'm looking for Yugi. Have you seen him?" Yami asked and Joey blinked in shock.
"Wait a second you're that guy Yug' was telling me about!" Joey pointed at Yami who nodded.
"Yes I am but please, have you seen Yugi around here?" Yami asked glancing around in worry. Joey noticed Yami's worried frown.
"Um, no, I haven't seen him today is he alright?" Joey felt fear for his friend jolt through him when Yami looked at him his eyes shining with worry.
"He went shopping for his grandfather a while ago and he has not returned home. I went to the shop but they haven't seen him." Yami shook his head, "I'm sorry I must leave now." Yami turned to walk away but Joey shot forward and grabbed Yami's arm.
"Hang on a second, if Yug' is in danger then I want to help you search for him."
"No it may be dangerous," Yami argued trying to free himself from Joey's grip. But the blond was quite strong and refused to budge.
"If danger is involved then I have to help you find him. Yug' is my best friend I'm not leaving him when he could be in trouble." Joey stared into Yami's eyes challenging him to try and talk him out of it. Yami studied Joey for a long moment before sighing in defeat.
"Ok fine but you have to do what I say." Yami tugged his arm back and this time Joey let him go.
"You got it." Joey nodded. Yami turned and began walking with Joey beside him. Joey walked in silence for a moment casting glances at Yami. He could see why Yugi liked the guy so much. Yami was very good looking. There was a slant to Yami's eyes that made Joey wonder if perhaps Yami had Middle Eastern blood. "So, Yugi told me you two had become friends."
"That is correct," Yami answered still looking around for Yugi.
"How long have you guys known each other?"
"A few days," Yami answered shortly. Joey stumbled in shock and stared at Yami.
"Only a few days?"
"Yes."
"Wow you must be something special for Yug' to trust you already." Joey shook his head while Yami gave Joey a calculating look.
"What do you mean?"
"Well Yug's always been a shy kind of guy and I never would have thought he would," get a crush on, "become friends with someone that fast." Joey smiled and Yami seemed to pause before smiling as well. Yami opened his mouth to answer Joey when he suddenly stopped and froze, like a dog that has scented its prey. Joey stopped too and looked around. He couldn't see Yugi anywhere of any sign of him. "What's up Yami?"
"I know where Yugi is," Yami's voice was tense. Joey looked over to see Yami's face a mixture of anger and concern.
"How do you know that?" Joey asked watching Yami carefully.
"I can't explain it," Yami glanced at Joey, "You have to stay here."
"Were you not listening to me or something?!" Joey exclaimed grasping both of Yami's shoulders. "If Yug' is in trouble then I'm going to help you save him. I refuse to back out of this." Joey added before Yami could say anything. Yami hesitated and Joey could see the internal battle going on in Yami's eyes. "I will be fine ok? I'm not leaving Yug' ever again."
"Follow me," Yami turned and began running. Joey scrambled to keep up. Man the guy may have short legs but he runs damn fast! Joey thought having to run hard to keep up. Yug' what the heck is going on here?
-:-
I sat on the hard wooden floor with my bum turning numb. I tired to shift to a more comfortable position but with my hands and legs tied it wasn't easy. I sighed and glanced out of the window. The sunset lit up the sky with every shade of pink and orange. Malik had returned a little while ago and smirked at me which I found uncomfortable to say the least. Seto was still in his room as far as I knew. Malik had made himself another cup of what ever he was drinking and flopped back on the cream sofa. It seemed he had had enough of talking however as he picked up the TV control and turned the TV on. I glanced at the TV to see some cheesy soap playing on the screen. Malik had the sound turned down low as he watched the screen. He didn't look like he was paying attention to the soap though.
"Did you get Yami's attention?" Seto asked and I jumped, yep even though I was sitting on the floor I still managed to jump, not aware he had left his room. Seto stood in the doorway looking at the back of Malik's head.
"Yes I did, he's one his way over here right as we speak." Malik turned to look at Seto. "How do you want to play this?"
"Let Yami come to us, he will still be injured and won't put up much of a fight." Seto looked at me and I did my best to glare at him. Seto, looking totally unruffled by my glare, looked away and walked across the room until he stood behind Malik. "What are you watching?"
"I dunno," Malik replied with a shrug, "I thought by watching their TV shows I could understand humans a little better." Malik scowled at the screen, "This is not helping much though."
"Why would you want to understand them?" Seto asked but there was something in his voice that undermined his scorn.
"Why not?" Malik asked turning back to the TV making Seto's eye twitch. I got the impression that Seto didn't like it when people answered a question with a question.
"Just turn the damn thing off Malik, it's annoying me." Seto snapped. Malik sighed dramatically and picked up the remote control to turn off the TV.
"Hey we haven't talked about who's going to do it." Malik turned to face Seto who looked as confused as I felt.
"Who is going to do what?"
"Come on Seto, we both know that we can't let Yugi remember any of this." Malik glanced at me and I stiffened. My gaze shot to Seto who looked thoughtful. Suddenly I was aware of my heart thumping in my chest and the sound of my breathing. "We are going to have to cast a memory charm on him. I was never any good at those so you should do it." Malik crossed one leg over the over as he regarded Seto.
"Wait a second!" I called out cutting off whatever Seto was about to say. "What is a memory charm?"
"It will wipe your memory of the past events," Seto answered glancing at me coolly, "We use it on humans who have somehow found out about us."
"But I don't want to forget," I said in panic. "I never want to forget about Yami."
"Well that's very sweet but you don't have a choice." Malik said flatly. I switched my gaze to Malik feeling desperate.
"What if I promised to never tell anyone about angels, Heaven or anything?" It hurt to think that I couldn't share any of this with anyone but it was better than forgetting.
"The promises of humans are thin at best." Seto said walking over to me. I had to crane my neck back to look up at him. "How can we trust your word?"
"I do not lie!" I protested then felt my face heat up remembering Yami telling me that I shouldn't lie so much. "Well, I won't lie about this!"
"No, Malik is right, we need to be certain that you won't remember and taking away your memories is the best way to do that." Seto's gaze flickered as if he thought about something but it was gone before I could understand it.
"But it's not like anyone would believe me even if I did tell them about this!" I said my heart thumping hard in my chest. "People would think I was crazy if I started talking about angels."
"Not everyone would think that, and the ones that wouldn't are the most dangerous ones." Seto's voice turned dark and it sent shivers down my spine. "You see this is to protect you as much as to protect our secret. If you don't remember anything then you don't have to carry around the burden of our secret."
"I'm willing to keep this a secret until my dying day," I surprised myself with the conviction in my voice, "Just don't take away my memories." Seto paused and for a moment I wondered if I had broken through to him.
"Seto," Malik spoke and his voice seemed to knock Seto out of his trance.
"I am sorry Yugi," Seto reached out a hand towards me.
"No!" I tried to press myself backwards through the wall as Seto leaned towards me. If I had a mirror I know my face would have been pale with fear and my eyes wide. Seto shook his head as if he didn't understand why I was trying to escape. Seto placed his hand over my face his long fingers covering my eyes. "No I don't want to forget!" I shouted trying to snatch my head away but Seto held firm.
"Just relax and you shouldn't even feel anything." Seto said his voice emotionless. I bit my lip as I felt tears of frustration build up. I didn't want to forget the most amazing thing that had ever happened to me. Seto was wrong to try and take that from me. Yami meant more to me than anyone had ever before and that scared me slightly, but it also meant that the days I spent with him were precious. After all, once Yami returned to heaven the only thing I would have of him would be my memories. "Are…are you crying?" Seto asked in shock. I didn't answer. Seto must have been able to feel the wetness of my tears against his hand. "You really want to remember than much?" Seto removed his hand to look at me.
"Yes," I answered without hesitation looking up at Seto. Seto knelt down beside me to look me in the eye.
"Why?" Seto looked like he really wanted to know so I answered the best I could.
"Yami is an angel; I understand that he has to go back to Heaven, if not now then in the future. I can't follow him there. That means the only thing I will have as proof that Yami was here is my memories of him. The only proof of my feelings will be in my heart. If you take those away from me then I will have nothing." I felt a tear escape and run down my face. I stared into Seto's eyes trying to make him understand. Seto watched me carefully before reaching out and touching my wet cheek.
"Why do you care about him so much? You only just met." Seto's voice was soft and almost lonely. I suddenly felt sorry for him even though I wasn't sure why.
"I don't know myself," I admitted with a small smile, "But I want to find out. I can't do that if you take Yami back to Heaven with you or if you take away my memories."
"But those are the rules," Seto frowned.
"Rules are made to be broken." I answered and Seto gave me a rueful smile. I heard Malik snigger and I glanced at him. I had almost forgotten he was there. "Look, I just want to spend more time with Yami, I want to know everything about him, is that really so wrong?" Seto flinched back as if I had shouted but my voice had been soft. I saw an inner battle going on behind those blue eyes. It was then I realised that Seto, and even Malik, was not a bad person or angel as the case may be. Seto was just so used to following orders he had never stopped to think about why he was following them or to consider any other option.
"God's word is law," Seto said but even he didn't sound convinced.
"Is it?" I asked and Seto frowned. He still had his hand on my cheek but I had stopped crying now.
"Seto are you going to disobey?" Malik asked his voice low. Seto jumped as if electrocuted. I mentally cursed Malik and took back what I thought of him being a good person.
"No I am not." Seto answered Malik his voice firm. That mask came back down and Seto's emotions were forced back into their mental box. Seto placed his hand back over my face before I could protest. "If it makes you feel better I wish I did not have to do this."
"No please don't," I whispered feeling the tears fill my eyes again.
"Sorry," Seto's hand began to feel warm against my face. Suddenly the door flew open with a bang making me jump violently. Seto's hand was snatched away from my face and I blinked in the sudden light. My heart was pumping as adrenaline coursed through my blood. My body was trying to decide if it should fight or flee but my bound legs and hands hampered any attempt at either.
I looked at the doorway leading to the front door fearing what I would see. The front door, or at least what I assumed to be the front door, had been blow off its hinges and was broken almost in half. Splinters of wood were scattered across the floor. Standing in the doorway looking even inch the avenging angel was Yami. He was dressed in his white suit with a black shirt and shoes. His gold upside down pyramid necklace gleamed in the light as if it had a life of its own. Standing behind Yami looking shocked was none other than Joey. His blond hair was a mess and his brown eyes were open wide. He was wearing his signature green jacket with a white shirt, blue jeans and blue trainers. It took me about a second to take in all of this before Joey spoke.
"Yug' are you ok?" Joey asked then his gaze flicked from Malik to Seto. Joey's eyes went wide. "Seto, what are you doing here?"
"He knows your name?" Malik asked but the tone of his voice suggested that he didn't require an answer. Seto was staring at Joey as if he couldn't believe that he was here. I knew how he felt.
"Malik, Seto, you kidnapped Yugi to get me here." Yami's voice was cold and dark and for the first time since I met him I was afraid of him even though his anger wasn't directed at me. "I can't believe you would do such a low thing!"
"We only did it because God ordered us to." Malik shrugged and Yami went very still. I could see the shock on his face.
"God ordered you to kidnap Yugi?" Yami asked his voice tight. Joey was staring at Seto but he now glanced at Yami.
"Who is this god person? And why does he want my best bud kidnapped?" Joey now glanced at Seto who still hadn't said a word. "And what do you have to do with all this?" Seto didn't answer.
"Well looks like we have a problem here." Malik raised his hand and formed a glowing ball of golden light. Yami tensed as his body became alert.
"You are going to fight me here Malik? You would be putting innocent human lives in danger." I glanced at Malik and back at Yami my heart thumping painfully.
"You brought the human here with you," Malik pointed at Joey, "You put him in danger not me."
"I will fight you if you want Malik but not in here." Yami glanced at me and for a second our eyes met. Yami was full of anger but when he looked at me his gaze softened and my heart jumped in my chest. Yami had come for me. He had come to save me. That knowledge made me feel warm all over. Then Yami looked back at Malik and our connection was broken.
"The last time we fought it didn't go so well for you," Malik said the golden ball of light still floating above his hand. Yami smirked and it made him look dangerous and sexy all at once.
"This time will be different." Then Yami moved. He was so fast all I saw was a blur of white. Malik threw the ball of light he had made and it hit the wall where Yami had been standing moments ago. Joey yelped and leapt to the side dodging broken plaster that rained down from the large hole in the wall. I heard Malik grunt as Yami rugby tackled him around the waist and kept moving forwards forcing Malik to stagger backwards. Malik hit the glass of the floor to ceiling window and it shattered. I always thought that the glass on high rise buildings was supposed to be shatter proof. Maybe no one made glass that was angel proof. Then Yami was failing still holding onto Malik's waist. My eyes went wide and I screamed.
"Yami!"
*End Chapter*
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