Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Darkness ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh alright?   A/N: Okay…now I get to see by around this chapter who’s gonna be a loyal reviewer and who’s not…wow…yeah, I know…maybe I am just hopeless!   Oh um, as with the POV type of thing, once Yami remembers more there will be more about what he’s thinking and what he’s doing but until then it’ll be Yugi because he has a memory and personality and I like his observations…   Broken Darkness   Yugi        The next morning Yami seemed to be a lot better.  He was able to walk with just a little assistance to the kitchen and Grandpa put a bowl of chicken broth in front of him before returning to make breakfast for him and me.      “What’s this?” Yami asked, “It doesn’t even look like food.”      “You threw up yesterday, meaning your stomach can’t handle any heavy food, so we’re going to have to go slowly building up your strength,” Gramps replied.      “Besides, it’s probably chicken broth…chicken soup is good for you but so is just plain broth,” I added helpfully and Yami picked up the spoon with a little broth on it and ate slowly, “So…”      “It’s not that bad…it has some flavors to it,” he said, “The stuff they had tried to give me at the hospital was bland…”      “And probably was what made your stomach so sick last night,” Gramps stated firmly.      “When did you become such an expert with sickness Gramps?” I asked.      “I’m a father and a grandfather, I do believe I should know a few things from experience,” he said with a smile, “Now eat up…Yami is it?”
     “I believe that’s what I’m supposed to be called,” Yami replied and I sat down next to him, looking him over and he noticed me, “Is something wrong?”
     “Do you remember anything else?” I asked as he sipped the broth slowly, “I mean… names, memories, anything?”
     “Well…” he said, pausing to think for a minute, “Names…um… Jou…Jounouchi…”      “You remember Jou?  That’s great!” I exclaimed, “Wait…what do you remember?”      “Friend…I think he was your best friend,” he said.      “Uh-hu,” I said with a wide smile, “That’s something at least…do you remember anything about your past life?”      “I have two separate lives?” he asked and I nearly fell out of my chair.      “Well…I don’t exactly know how to explain it,” I began, “You were once a pharaoh but you were sealed in the millennium puzzle.  After a while…well, five thousand years I solved the puzzle, which had shattered…and then you were a spirit kinda sharing my body.  You got your own after we got your memories back but then you, um…returned to the underworld after I defeated you…”      “And now I’m back?” he asked.      “Back to life…yeah, I don’t know how or why…do you know why?” I asked and he lowered his head.      “I don’t…I want to though, I want to remember everything…I must seem like such a fool…so weak…so pathetic,” he said and it looked like he was about to cry.      “It’s good to know you feel like your old self…hating the feeling of a possible weakness,” I said and smiled.  He looked up at me and wiped his eyes.      “Personality?” he asked.      “You may not remember much but you still act like your old self…even if you don’t realize it,” I said, “Although you’ve never been sick before…eat your soup…I want my Yami to be healthy again!”  He started to eat again before looking up.      “My Yami?” he asked and I looked down to admire the tiles on the kitchen floor, “You don’t own me, do you?”      “No, no, no!” I exclaimed, “I didn’t mean it like that Yami, I only meant…”      “What?” he asked.      “Nothing,” I replied, finding a huge red blush rising to my face.  I shouldn’t even be thinking like this at all!  Why was I?      “Very well then,” he said, a puzzled expression marking his face when I looked up and met his eyes.  Grandpa put a plate in front of me and I began to eat breakfast.  I was vaguely aware of what was going on until I heard a slight slurping noise.  Yami was slurping the broth!  He was acting like a little kid.      “Don’t slurp,” I said without thinking.      “But its fun,” he said.      “I’m glad you remember fun,” I said and noted perfectly Grandpa’s amused look, he probably wondered why I was delegating rules to Yami when I was younger I disobeyed them myself, “But stop…”      “Okay,” Yami said and then slurped again.   Yami        We finished eating and Yugi said we would have to get dressed.      “Get dressed…Yugi…do you mean I should get back in the clothes I had on earlier?” I asked.      “Eww,” Yugi said, making a face, it looked like he was teasing me or something, but I couldn’t be sure, “You were wearing them since before we got you home.  They’re probably really dirty and need to be washed.  No, we’re going to have to get you some newer clothes…cleaner ones I mean.  We’ll wash your other ones but they really don’t fit this era…”      “Did you mention that earlier?” I asked, “I don’t remember if you did…”      “Um…I might have,” he said, “But anyways, I think I have something that would fit you…”      “Okay…” I trailed, a slightly confused look masking my features, “I guess that sounds good…”      “Well, come on then,” he said and grabbed my hand, dragging me along, “Oh… sorry, you’re still sick…”      “I do feel stronger now,” I said, “Thanks to your care Yugi…”      “Um…it’s nothing,” he said, turning red once again.  He helped me towards his room again even though I was almost fully able to walk on my own.      “I think I am growing stronger,” I said, “That’s good, right?”
     “You don’t feel nauseous, do you?” he asked and I shook my head, “That’s good…  I think it’s because of the hospital.  I read somewhere that patients sometimes do better in their own homes and I think it’s because then the patient feels more comfortable…”      “What’s a patient?” I asked and he giggled slightly, “I’m sorry Yugi, I don’t mean to ask questions.”      “No, it’s not that…its just basic things should return to your memory…although some more modern things probably still escape you,” he said sorrowfully, “I just find it funny the way you look when you ask the questions…”      “How do I look?” I asked, glancing at my own hands in front of me, “Do I really look that different?”      “Never mind,” he said quickly, “Anyways, a patient is typically referred to as the person requiring medical treatment, whether it is physical help or mental help…my guess is that you need both still…”  My eyes lit up for a moment as I began to recall something.      “Yugi, I think I know another name,” I said, “Is Anzu someone important?”      “Anzu?” Yugi said, turning slightly red, “Yeah…she was pretty much my first friend.  I’ve known her for a long time.  I uh…had a crush on her…”      “Had?” I inquired.      “What did I just say?  Had?” he asked and I nodded, “Oh, I meant to say I have a crush on her…never mind…stop asking questions!”      “Is that a bad thing?” I asked, “I thought…”      “No…no, never mind!” he said, “Just don’t ask anymore questions!”      “Alright Yugi,” I said.  I walked forward trying to get into the room before collapsing against a wall.      “Yami, what’s wrong?” Yugi asked and I felt my stomach clench on me and my head began to hurt, “Yami?  YAMI!”   Flash        “It’s time for me to return,” I murmured, walking towards the door leading to the underworld.  I had lost, it was time for me to go, no escaping that destiny.  I could hear my various friends from this world shout out their goodbyes, shout they didn’t want me to go…Jou, Anzu, Honda, Ryou, Otogi…all of them didn’t want me to leave…but I had to.  The only one remaining silent…was Yugi.  He didn’t call me back…in fact; I couldn’t hear him say anything.  If he called me back now I would…I would turn around and stay…I would defy my destiny…       “Yugi,” I murmured as I arrived at the doorway to the underworld and Jou called something out.  I gave him a thumbs up and felt my looks transform to the pharaoh I used to be, my cape flowing around me, revealing who I once was.  Yugi…call me back, please…say you want me to stay and I will…  Yugi…I think I love you…no…I do love you!  Don’t…don’t say you want me to go!  But then again…he isn’t saying anything at all.  A few more steps and then…Yugi…say you want me to stay.  I love you…please… No…I understand…it isn’t right…I have no right to exist in this world after you defeated me…  I love you…a love that will go unnoticed…Yugi…Goodbye…I love you…   Flash        “Yami, are you alright?” a voice asked me, “Yami?”  I looked up to see Yugi and my mind…my mind and my heart hurt…  I clutched at my chest when I saw his big eyes… they were the color of purple…      “I’m fine Yugi,” I said, “I remembered…remembered leaving…I remembered more names…and I…I remembered…”      “What…what else did you remember?”      “Emotions…” I said, I couldn’t tell him…how would he react to this…I didn’t even understand why…why I loved him…was it because of his sweetness…his kindness?  I didn’t understand…because I don’t remember…I DON’T REMEMBER!  All I knew now…is my heart hurt…because I loved him…   Yugi        Yami seemed to change in an instant as he was collapsed against the wall…and he wouldn’t tell me what.  Why wouldn’t he tell me…he wouldn’t be looking away from me unless he remembered something…he said he remembered returning to the underworld and names…and emotions.  What emotions could he be remembering?  Why wasn’t he looking at me?      “Yami…are you alright?” I asked.      “It’s nothing Yugi,” he said quickly, “I’m fine…Just getting my memories back…it just hurts a little…I don’t understand this memory…I mean, I see what’s going on but I don’t understand it…”      “Oh, well…I guess you can’t pick which memories you get back at what time…so I understand it can be a little confusing,” I said, “When you get another big flashback, maybe that’ll explain why you didn’t understand it before…it’s okay…Well…what names did you remember?  Or did you remember faces with those names too?”  I heard him sigh with much relief.      “I can list them…but putting them to…a face hasn’t happened yet…I don’t think…” he said, “Anzu, Jou, Honda, Ryou, Otogi…”      “That’s good,” I said, sighing with relief, “I was actually going to call the others today so you could meet them…I think that may help you get more of your memory back.”      “The others?” he asked and I smiled.      “I mean my friends…the names you recalled are our friends!” I explained.      “I see…” he replied.      “Yeah, so we better get dressed…” I said, “Do you think you’ll need help getting dressed?”      “Yes,” he replied, “I still don’t think I’m strong enough…”      “Okay then,” I said, still turning red at the though of it.  I helped him into the room and he sat down on the bed, his hands folded between his knees.  He looked so…yeah… adorable…wait…I just said he looked adorable…what was I thinking?  I liked girls…and Yami was my friend…my protector!      “Yugi…” he started to say and then he fell forward onto the floor.      “Yami, what’s wrong?” I asked, running forward and trying to get him up into a sitting position.      “Why…Why is…is this happening to me?” he asked, “Why…Why am I like this?”      “I don’t know Yami,” I said.      “Don’t leave me Yugi,” he said, “I don’t…I don’t want to be alone…”      “I’m not going to leave you Yami,” I said, “That’s ridiculous…”      “Don’t…” he murmured before falling limp in my arms.  I lifted him, heaving with all my might onto the bed.  He had fallen unconscious.  What was going on?  He seemed to be getting better and then all of sudden he collapses.  Was remembering what caused his pain?  When he came back... his were memories blocked or something for some reason meaning…he has amnesia.  I don’t understand any of this!       “Yami, I’m not leaving you…” I said.  Wait…did he think that when he returned to the underworld…because he doesn’t remember everything yet, does he feel like I abandoned him when he left for the underworld or something like that?  I didn’t abandon him…it was destiny…or…did he really want to stay?  Was he reluctant to return to where he belonged?  I don’t know why he would be, he’d be returning to friends and family alike.  I saw him…as he entered the doorway he changed…his outfit turned back to when he was pharaoh…he gave a thumbs up even as he walked forward.  I had defeated him…claimed the true title of king of games from him and he knew he had to move on…the dead couldn’t exist in this world…they weren’t meant to.  He’s back now though…in his own body at that…  What am I going to do?  What am I supposed to do now…?  He’s back…and I’m happy…but why did I feel so confused, why couldn’t I just accept the fact he was back now and that was that?       I looked at Yami, who looked so peaceful now back on the bed.  At least he only collapsed and didn’t throw-up.  I sat down on the bed next to him and heard his quiet breathing.       “Please Yami…get better,” I murmured, “I don’t know…if…if I could stand you leaving me a second time…I don’t know why…but I don’t want you to leave…not again.  So get stronger alright?  Get better soon…please…”   TBC   A/N: Hope that chapter was okay.  The next one will be with his friends; I hope…I don’t even know yet!  Well, you know the drill, read, review but don’t flame, because the flames are used to roast the marshmallows to feed to people that like my story!  I hope to update soon, but I won’t make promises…probably will though… can’t get this story out of my head!