Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Bittersweet Goodbye's ❯ Terrible News ( Chapter 4 )

Bittersweet Goodbye's

By: Lady Jade

Warnings: I don't own Yugioh. Damn. Anyways, I'm not making any profit off this, and my hat is off to all the talented ppl who worked so hard to make Yugioh successful. If you sue me, all you'll get are my student loans. Have fun This is Yaoi boys and Girls. Boy boy interaction. Explicit stuff. NO kiddies of ppl with heart conditions. Swim at your own risk

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Love

- Wataris_Girl

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"Please come in and have a seat."

"Yes sir."

Yugi sat, looking around the dimly lit office, golfing trophy's, pictures of kittens and puppies and children that more than likely belonged to the man currently speaking to him; stared accusingly down at him from the walls.

"I apologize for calling you out of class, but I am afraid I have some news that will be very hard for you." The principal stated. He nodded toward the councilor.

Yugi's fingers dug into the wooden armrests of the industrial piece of discomfort that he sat in until they screamed.

//Easy Aibou.//

The councilor then drew himself up to his full height.

"Yugi." The man's voice was soft, and somehow, all the more frightening.

"Your grandfather has suffered a fatal heart attack. He passed away a little more than twenty minutes ago at the local hospital. We did not know until the hospital contacted us, or we would have alerted you sooner."

There was a moment of absolute stunned silence. Yugi gaped. Yami made some sort of guttural sound of mental disbelief. The clock on the wall ticked. Yugi blinked. The first sound out of his mouth was not coherent. He shut his mouth, swallowed, and then tried again.

"This is a bad joke, right?"

"No son, I'm afraid not." The principal confirmed.

"How old are you son." The councilor continued.

Yugi bit back a retort that would have involved telling them to check his school records.

"Eighteen, three weeks ago."

"Do you have any relatives that you want to stay with, or do you want to take on your grandfathers shop and apartment.?"

"I uhhh…"

"Give the boy some time to THINK!" The principal snapped at the councilor, who suddenly fell silent under the reprimand.

Yugi had a moment of crystal clarity, in which he carefully stood.

"Excuse me, I will take over my grandfathers shop…but I need a moment please, I do not feel well."

And with that, Yugi hit the door to the office, blowing past a startled secretary; then bursting out the main door, slid out into the hall, cornered into the stairwell at speeds unsafe for a German freeway. And then he just started running, as hard and as fast as he could. He hit the school doors so hard that he completely knocked the discipline squad members that were defending the door from truancy attempts; stupid. They hadn't had a snowballs chance in hell. Their yells did not slow him one bit, and for once, he could give a care. Stretching out into an all out sprint that left him feeling like he was flying, Yugi hurtled down the street, and towards the park. Anywhere was better than where he was. He had to kill the sudden inner agony.

People looked curiously at the boy who sprinted by them like a bat out of hell. How strange.

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//Yugi! Yugi! Aibou?! Hello?! YUUUGGGGIIII//

/…/

//Yugi, so help me I will just pop out wherever you are, in the middle of a crowd if necessary! You best answer me!" //

Yami slumped against the walls of his spirit room, feeling very lost. Why wouldn't Yugi answer him?

//Aibou!//

There was no response. Only white hot pain.

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Yugi threw himself down amongst a grove of trees on the far edge of the park. He started to cough and couldn't stop. And then the tears started. Helpless, wracking sobs shook his whole body, head to toe. He wanted to die right then, but he couldn't. His body seemed to decide that it had better let Yugi have some air before he fainted, and the wracking coughs soon subsided, but he still had all he could handle trying to breathe through his sobs.

He was abruptly aware that he could hear Yami, pleading with him to tell him what was going on… but he was so cold he could barely move, let alone think. He curled up on his side, heaving, sweating and freezing at the same time. He need Yami right now, he really did. He concentrated on being coherent, concentrated on relaxing, letting Yami out of the prison that his panic had accidentally locked him into.

/Yami?/

//Aibou!//

/Yami, can you, come sit with me for a while?/

There was a flash of dark and light, and then, Yami was kneeling beside him.

"Oh Aibou." Yami whispered.

Yugi was not as frail as he had been when he was younger, but right now he looked so pale and weak that Yami had to gather him into his arms.

"Yugi. Oh…I am so sorry."

He pulled the shaking younger man into his lap, wrapping arms firmly around the limp form. He could feel his light's heart pounding painfully against his palm; feel the little squeak of pain that the he made as he fought back each trembling sob. Yami then felt Yugi let out a trembling sigh that to his relief, seemed to herald the end of the heartbreaking sobbing fit.

A pair of dazed violet eyes met wide ruby. Yugi drug himself into his Yami's lap then, clinging as tightly as he could, needing the warmth. Yami reflexively began to rub circles on his Aibou's back, enfolding him in strong arms and holding him close.

"You are cold, Aibou." Yami whispered as he wished for a blanket, for anything, that could warm the shocky boy.

"Is it true? Tell me its not Yami."

"I do not know Aibou, but I doubt highly that anyone would make up such a lie."

"What if they are wrong?"

"There is only one way to find out Aibou…but rest for a moment, you are weak, I can feel it… and Aiobu? Where are we?"

Yami was looking around curiously as they appeared to be in a forest of some kind.

Yugi rolled his eyes halfheartedly, attempting to look around without moving his cheek from Yami's shoulder.

"Were in the park, on the far side…oh Yami…what am I going to do, I can't go back to school, I'll be thrown out, I didn't have permission to leave the grounds…what if they arrest me?!"

"Aibou." His darker half soothed. "They will do no such thing…When you are ready, we will go back to the school, I cannot be with you on the outside then, but… you should take your friends, and go to the hospital. They doctors will know the truth, won't they?"

"You're right Yami." Yugi whispered enjoying a moment of logic-induced sanity. "Yami… I'm so scared." Yugi whispered as he turned his cheek into the hollow of his Yami's neck.

"Do not be my light, I will be with you, and so will your friends, if I know them. Even that tomb robber scum."

Yugi laughed vaguely hysterically, but there was just something funny about Yami's hatred for Bakura's darker alter ego.

Yami smiled sadly to himself.

"Yugi, Look at me." Yami whispered as he reluctantly pushed the young man from his lap. Yugi kept his head bowed, he didn't want to see the pain that he knew would be in Yami's eyes. A strong hand tilted his chin up, tilting until eyes would have met, had Yugi not screwed his tightly shut.

"Aibou." Yami whispered.

Yugi opened bloodshot amethyst, to meet ruby.

Yami leaned in then, so close that Yugi could feel the warm brush of breath against his face. For a moment he forgot how to breathe, and he could not look away. Just when Yugi leaned forward and closed his eyes, certain he was about to be kissed, Yami rested his forehead against the smaller duelist's, and Yugi had to fight the urge to gasp at the vulnerability and sensuality of the action. His arms came up reflexively to clasp the back of Yami's toned arms. Third eye pressed to third eye, and then with a red-hot glow that Yugi could see without opening his eyelids; the warmth began. It felt as if Yami flowed into him, power, strength, heat, and reassurance. But just as quickly, it ended. He shivered as Yami pulled away, but no longer with cold. He kept his eyes closed until gentle fingers stroked his cheek.

"Do you feel a little better?"

Yugi took a slow deep breath, and found breathing to be a little easier, and raising his head and rotating his shoulders, found that he no longer was so exhausted or achy.

Yami smiled at him tenderly.

"Just a little boost…come Aibou."

Yami stood and offered Yugi a hand up.

"Lets go set this right, one way or another."

Yugi nodded, taking the proffered hand, and enjoying the tingling after effect of Yami's…well…whatever it was that Yami did.

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