Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Darkness ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh   A/N: Wow!  Cool…so anyways…let me continue, although I must give a warning, I do include fantastical aspects into my stories…so be warned there’s gonna be some fantasy crap in here!  You know what…I’m basing this entirely off of one Yaoi picture I saw on the internet…yeah…just one!   Broken Darkness   Yugi        We went to collect Yami the next morning to take him back home and he seemed more than eager to get away from the bad hospital food and hard bed.  He was leaning against me the entire time…he didn’t seem to have much strength, almost as if coming back drained him too much.  I was planning on calling the others and telling about him now…but if he didn’t remember them it might hurt their feelings that he remembered only me and no one else.      “Yugi…” he murmured as we headed towards the kitchen.  Grandpa had decided that it would be good to get some decent food into Yami so we were going to see if he couldn’t keep down some soup…the soup leftover from last night.  I brought out a chair from under the table and sat Yami down on it and he put his hands out in front of him on the table before his head fell down into them and I heard snoozing noises.  How tired could he be?  I went about reheating some soup for him and placed it on the table in front of him and poked him gently with a spoon.      “Yami…there’s some good food here,” I said, “Gramps thought you’d get your strength back with a better meal than what they had in the hospital…”      “Uh…” he moaned, weakly lifting his head, “I don’t think I can Yugi…”      “Why not?” I asked.      “I don’t feel so good…” he said and I quickly helped him towards the bathroom, “Thanks…”  He leaned down over into the toilet and began to retch up whatever it was that was in his stomach.  I held his hair back as he heaved and closed my eyes, wishing I could close my ears from the sickening sound.      “Should we call the hospital again?” I asked and he shook his head, “Alright then… but…I don’t know…”      “Urgh…” he moaned and raised his head, “I don’t know…I feel so…”  He didn’t finish what he was saying before he started heaving again into the toilet.      “Yugi…is something wrong?  The soup looks untouched…” Grandpa said, coming into the bathroom, “Oh, this…well…should I call the hospital?”      “No…I think his body’s just reacting to being moved so much or something,” I said quickly, “He never was this sick when we shared a body…”      “You are a healthy young boy, maybe in the past he was really a sickly pharaoh…” he offered and Yami raised his head and reached his hands up for a piece of Kleenex and used it to wipe his mouth.  I pressed the lever down so that the toilet would flush and when Yami was ready I took him to my bed, because my bedroom was the closest.  I helped him onto the bed and Gramps brought in the throw-up bucket incase Yami needed it and I placed it by his side so it was easily in reach.      “He must be really tired,” I said as I watched him drift off to sleep, sitting down on the bed beside him.      “I assume you’ll want to watch over him then, right?” Grandpa asked, “It is the weekend thankfully…”      “Uh-hu,” I said, “I can watch over him while he sleeps and do homework…I’ll be fine Gramps…”      “I’m sure you will,” he said, turning to go back towards the door, “This almost is slightly ironic, you said that Yami was the one that watched out for you when you first knew him and he kept doing so until he returned to the underworld, and now you’re watching over him...it’s interesting…”      “It is,” I agreed and turned back to Yami, his face seemingly pale even in the light.  His features still were the same, the only thing different was his skin tone and his clothes.      “…” Yami began snoring slightly and I smiled, brushing back from his face a familiar strand of gold hair, all too similar to my own.  I had missed him; I couldn’t deny it, the fact… that I…missed him so very much.      “You didn’t come back here just to die again…did you?” I asked lightly and scooted up onto the bed and shifted so I leaned against the headboard and Yami slept peacefully beside me, “Once was enough for me…If you’re back now…don’t die…not for a while please stay…I mean…It’s only that I have felt empty without you here…sure, there’s only one of me…and one of you…but you’re still my other half…two halves can be different in ways, right?  I mean…never mind, I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore…”   Yami        I opened my eyes wearily and glanced around the room.  Familiar but unfamiliar sites met my eyes and I didn’t find myself feeling as sick as I had before.  I looked to my side and saw a head of tri-colored hair similar to my own.      “Yugi…” I started to say and he jerked awake and looked over at me.      “Good…you’re awake.  You’ve been asleep for a while,” he said and smiled down at me, “Are you feeling any better?”      “I…I think I remember something…I used to call you…Aibou…didn’t I?” I asked cautiously.      “Yeah, yes you did…” he said a lonely look in his eyes.  He seemed like he was unsure of what to think about all this…with me.  I didn’t remember…I didn’t know what to say, if anything at all would make him feel better or change something… I knew my name, his name and how he looked and some other small things…but nothing else.  I felt empty…like a part of me was still missing…and I felt like I wouldn’t get it back...at least not on my own…      “Yugi…do you know why I’m here?”   Yugi        “Do I know why you’re here?” I asked with a small laugh, “No, I don’t.  I don’t have any clue.  We only received that call from the hospital and you were there…there’s nothing else I can think of that would explain why you’re here…and even just showing up in the hospital doesn’t explain it.”      “Oh,” he said, almost saddened by it, “Am I a good person?”
     “What do you mean by that?” I asked, “Do you even know what a good person is?”
     “I think so,” he said, “Someone who doesn’t do bad, right?”      “Do you know what bad is?” I asked with a grin.      “I think so,” he said, trying to think and his eyes lit up for a brief moment, “Like a thief!  That’s bad…so I’m not bad, am I?”  He knew about thieves?  Maybe he remembered Bakura then…or just the fact about what a thief was if I didn’t take it deeper than it could be…but I had to be hopeful…      “No Yami,” I said helpfully, “You’re not bad, you’re kind…smart…protective…”  I listed a few more positives and he smiled at me.  I hadn’t seen him smile in such a long time…a pure, genuine smile.  Even if he didn’t remember…he still was the same Yami.      “How long have I been asleep?” he asked.      “It’s nighttime,” I explained, “Gramps brought me up a little dinner…he said you shouldn’t eat until the next morning.  I kinda was falling asleep there…”      “I didn’t mean to wake you,” he said hastily, “I’m sorry…I apologize Yugi…”
     “Its fine, I was only beginning to drift off.  Will you be alright for a moment if I go and get changed?” I asked, “I kinda want to get out of these clothes…”      “I’ll be alright,” he said, and then looked down at his own clothes, “My clothes are different from yours…”      “They’re kinda from a different era altogether,” I explained with a half laugh, “I have some PJs you could borrow…I think they’d fit…we’re basically the same size…”      “What are PJs?” he asked.  I found it kinda funny he didn’t even remember what pajamas were, but this wasn’t the time to laugh…he might take offense to the fact because he can’t remember…making him feel like a fool which he wasn’t.      “You wear them when you go to bed,” I said, “I don’t know if you wore those when you were pharaoh or not…I kind of think you didn’t but I don’t want to go there…”      “PJs sound fine…” he said, his eyes full of complete trust.      “Okay then…let me get mine and then I’ll give you a pair…do you need help changing?” I asked.      “Huh?” he asked.      “I mean…do you think you have enough strength to change clothes?” I asked, forcing a grin.      “I could use a little help Yugi,” he said.      “Not to mention your clothes do smell if you don’t change them…so I can get your outfit in the wash…” I said.      “Oh…then that’s a good thing, right?” he asked.      “Very much so,” I said, “If your feeling stronger tomorrow maybe we should get you to take a bath…”  I found myself growing very red at what I had just said but I reminded myself that we used to share a body…even if we never did see each other…um…change.  Why would I be nervous now?  I mean…we had been close enough to be related…like brothers…more than best friends.      “Is a bath with water?” he asked and I nodded slowly…the urge to laugh rising and I choked it down, “I’m sorry Yugi…I must seem so pathetic…”      “You’re not,” I assured him, my laughs quickly fading into nothingness, “I’ll go get changed first and then get your PJs…”   …        Helping Yami change didn’t seem to be as bad as I first thought it was.  His tired state kept him from really focusing on other things and I helped him change quite quickly and he went to sleep rather quickly.  I don’t think he noted the PJs had some little duel monsters on them…as did mine, but it probably wasn’t important to him.      “So…what bed am I staying in?” he asked.      “What do you mean?” I asked.      “At the hospital…I had a bed…” he said, as if I should know, “I mean…well…”
     “You’re sharing a bed with me for the moment,” I said with a small smile, “At least until we get the guest room cleaned up…”
     “Guest room?” he asked.      “Place where people stay if they’re only here for a visit,” I said absentmindedly, “But we’re going to turn it into your room…we just need to get fresh sheets and a comforter…”      “So…I am home?” he asked and I looked at him, unable to control the emotion that I knew was showing on my face that I thought what he said was odd.      “Yeah, you are,” I said, and realized what effect it had on me.  By saying it…it meant I accepted him being back and wanted him to stay…I didn’t want him to return to the underworld…I wanted him here.  Lonely…I guess I was a lot more than I had originally thought, lonely…      “I’ll move slightly so I don’t take up too much space,” he said and attempted to scoot himself over on the bed to one side.  I went to my closet and grabbed an extra pillow and blanket and put the pillow under Yami’s head and threw the blanket on the bed, as it was slightly chilly tonight.  I crawled under the covers and was quite away of how close Yami was to me, but that didn’t mean anything, right?  It was just like we were siblings and we just shared a bed…nothing wrong with that…      “Sleep tight Yami, don’t let the bed bugs bite,” I said, “And get stronger…”      “Bed bugs?” he asked.      “Just a saying Yami,” I said quickly, “Never mind.  Sleep and get stronger…”      “I’ll try Yugi…” he said as his eyelids drooped and he began to fall asleep, “Yugi…”   Yami        I let sleep overcome me…and I promised myself…I had to get stronger… strong enough so that I could change my own clothes and not throw up…  I had to remember…  My eyelids seemed heavy and I surrendered myself to the unknown realm of sleep.   TBC   A/N: So…what do you think?  I made it a little longer but length will vary.  And don’t worry, there will be Yaoi but there’s a reason not to have much in these early chapters…and even in a few later chapters…there’s a reason!  So you know the drill, review but don’t flame!  Constructive criticism is always appreciated so long as you do it in a nice way!