Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Darkness ❯ Chapter 9 ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh   A/N: Okay…after that establishing chapter, I think it’s time for Jou and everyone to say hi to…YAMI!  Oh, and one more thing, developing the Mokuba thing…well, think of it this way, I have a thing for sequels and Jou/Seto sounds like fun to write an actual story about it…so take a guess.    On AFFN, be patient, in about two chapters I’ll give you a little smut scene for you… and for those of you on FFN and Mediaminer, I won’t be putting it in your chapters because it won’t be necessary the way I’m writing this and I know you all like plot better than smut, alright?  (If you want smut, there will be a little near the end of the story altogether but if you want the interjected smut, you’ll have to go to AFFN…)   Broken Darkness   Chapter 9   Yugi        Yami kept complaining about never getting out of the house now so I decided to take him to the park Friday.  Saturday we were going to meet with everyone at my house and then they’d get to meet Yami.  He’s had a few more flashbacks, more with me in them now so he remembers more about us…and he’s called me Aibou now occasionally, which makes me happy he’s becoming more his normal self.      “So…what’s a park?” he asked as I led him out of the house and down the street.      “It’s a place with a lot of grass and trees and some benches…” I said, wondering exactly how to explain it.  I didn’t exactly tell him about my conversation with Mokuba, it would only worry him or confuse him…or possibly both because it would worry him that something was wrong and confuse him because he didn’t understand what it was either.       “I suppose I’ll know it better when I see it,” he said with a smile and I nodded.  We walked along silently for a time until I saw the familiar tree line that symbolized the entrance to one of the parks in the city.      “We’re almost there Yami!”  I said smiling and grabbed his hand, blushing slightly as he did so and taking him into the park.      “In Egypt…are there a lot of trees?” he asked.      “No,” I said, glad he still remembered where he was originally from, “Egypt is next to a river, the Nile River, remember?  It’s surrounded by desert and trees don’t really survive well in a desert.”      “Oh…well, it should have had trees…these are so tall!” he exclaimed and I was quite surprised, although not much at how in the past few days Yami was impressed by the smallest things in life…but that probably had to do with the fact he didn’t have much of his memory back.      “So…what do you want do?” I asked him.  He looked over at me with startled eyes.      “What can one do in a ‘park’?” he asked.      “We can walk around…go to the playground and play…there are other things too…” I said, thinking for a minute, “I don’t know if it would be alright to have you go running around when you might collapse so tag is out of the question…”
     “Can we merely go for a walk then?” Yami asked.      “For now?  That’s fine, I mean, we can always come back,” I said with a smile, “Anytime, we have a lot of time…”      “That’s good to know, lots of time,” he replied, a sad look falling across his face for a moment before returning my smile with his own, “I treasure all the time we have together Aibou…”
     “Thanks!” I said, blushing slightly, “Yeah, so…let’s walk around for a bit.  You said you wanted to get out of the house and all…”      “I did…” he trailed, “I apologize for complaining so much…that is what you call it, correct?  Complaining?”
     “Complaining, whining and really just making a scene…yeah, that’s basically it,” I said as I led him down one of the paths, “Or other terms for the same thing.”  We began to walk along down a path, the wind blowing faintly and the sun shining brightly.      “This place is amazing!” Yami exclaimed and I smiled.      “Yeah…kinda, there’s just a lot of trash around here and such…not many people care to pick up a park and the city only picks it up once in a while or some volunteer group does it,” I explained.      “Volunteer?” he asked.      “It means when a person offers their time and services for free,” I explained, “People do stuff like that.”      “Do you?” he asked.      “I don’t always have the time, and it wouldn’t suit me,” I explained hastily and sat down on a bench.      “Would it suit me?” he asked in a serious tone.      “Um…” I thought about it for a minute, “I don’t really think so, considering who you were in the past, I mean, you were pharaoh, I don’t think you’d offer your services for nothing much less take orders…”      “I’ve been taking orders from you for well over a week now,” he said.      “But that’s because you don’t remember much,” I pointed out.      “I still am…and if I were truly a pharaoh, I should think my personality would be the same, right?” he asked.      “I don’t know…” I said.      “Maybe I let you…is that what you’re saying?” he asked.      “WHAT?  I didn’t mean anything like that!” I exclaimed.      “Aibou, I know perfectly well what you meant and it’s alright…there’s no need to hide it.  Liking control isn’t a bad thing,” he said teasingly.  He must know more than he’s letting on, he’s teasing me!      “Yami knock it off!” I said and he sat down next to me, a smile on his face.      “That felt good,” he said.      “What did?” I asked.      “Getting you emotional,” he said and his smile grew wider, “I’m sorry Aibou…I was only having a little fun…”      “It’s alright,” I said, “I think…”      “So…once I have all my memories back…what will happen?” he asked seriously.      “You’ll stay here,” I said, “With me and everyone.  Everyone here likes you, with maybe the exception of Kaiba.”  I shuddered the moment I said the name, no matter what Mokuba had said to me, I still didn’t like the fact I’d have to defend myself now from Kaiba’s sick game, whatever it was he was trying.  The only think that was certain was he liked Jou, but how far I could use that to help me depended on the depth of Kaiba’s feelings and how hard he wanted to hide them…I think…      “So I have a place here?” Yami asked.      “Yami, I don’t care where you used to live but you’ve been here for a long time, longer than you remember…you’re home,” I said.      “I’m home?” he asked and I could’ve sworn I saw tears coming to his eyes.      “Yeah, this is your home now, please don’t ever think of leaving it,” I said, looking up into the familiar crimson eyes I had missed when he had left.  I didn’t want him to leave…not at all…not anymore.  Alright, I couldn’t deny it, I liked him…but it wasn’t love…it wasn’t…and I wasn’t entirely gay…I couldn’t be… that wasn’t the way I was raised!  Of course, I wasn’t exactly raised up the other way either…why me?  Why am I so confused…well, I guess I can say it’s because I don’t know his feelings, Yami’s feelings I mean, and also…well, maybe I’m not admitting it because I’m afraid of how other people think of me…and how they would react to me being…well, being gay.       “Aibou, Yugi…I won’t ever leave this place…my home…my home…” Yami said, interrupting my thoughts and I smiled.      “We better get back, you’ll probably want to rest a bit before meeting everyone,” I said.      “Do they know why they’re coming over?” he asked seriously.      “I told them I had to talk to them about something…” I trailed; I wouldn’t bring up Jou’s insisting that it probably had something to do with whatever Kaiba did at school and Ryou saying he heard a more worried tone in my voice than I usually have…  I loved all my friends very much but they are all so insistent sometimes.      “So you’ll tell them when they arrive,” he said.      “Yeah, better to let the shock hit them here rather than at home and have them rushing over without warning,” I explained.      “I understand,” he replied, “So we better get going.”
     “Yep, we should,” I said and stood up, “Did you like coming here Yami?”
     “Anywhere with you Aibou is special,” he stated firmly and stood up as well, his tanned skin almost shining in the sunlight, “Thank you for taking me to this park.”  I probably was taking the words for more than they were worth, but at the moment, I didn’t care.  I think he liked me.  Well, anyways, we better get back so I can finally tell my friends the news…and I had yet to determine whether it was good news or bad.   TBC   A/N: Sorry, I’m keeping the meeting till the next chapter…just to make you wait!  I’m so cruel, it’s awful.  I can’t wait for the next chapter, so please review but don’t flame!  Tee hee, I’m looking forward to it and I hope you are too!