Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Darkness ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 13 )

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh or the TV show name I mention later on.   A/N: Onto the next chapter!  WOOT!   I have the perfect ending song for this story on its last chapter…but I can’t put it on FFN!  You’ll all have to go to AFFN or Mediaminer.org to see it!  I recommend AFFN because the formatting is better!   Broken Darkness   Chapter 14   Yami        “Yami, I’m home!”  I looked forward to see the store door opening and Yugi was peaking his head inside before stepping all the way in.  It has been almost a week since we had gone to the amusement park, almost three now since I had come back.      “Good to see you Aibou,” I said, looking over the counter.  Yugi’s grandpa had me working.  Yugi ran forward and around the counter and gave me a hug.  I hugged back, slightly surprised.      “It’s good to see you too,” he said.      “What’s come over you Aibou?  You’re acting strange,” I said.      “No I’m not.  I never got to hug you before, so I just wanted to see what it was like,” he said.      ‘That’s a lie Aibou, I can tell,’ I said through our connection.      ‘Oh, that’s right, you can.  Well, it’s just something I don’t want to talk about just yet.  It’s for me to deal with and I have to do it on my own,’ he thought back.      ‘You do know I’ll be here whenever you need me.’      “Thanks,” Yugi said in reality, snapping us out of our private conversation and headed upstairs, pulling away from me as he did so.  I sat back down on the stool until Yugi’s grandpa told me it was okay to leave, and then I ran upstairs as well to see what Yugi was doing.  I looked into his room…well, I think it was our room I guess and he was pouring over a math book, trying to finish his homework before the real weekend started.      “I’m sorry,” I said and he jumped in his seat, his pencil cracking on the desk.      “What are you sorry for?” Yugi asked as he composed himself.      “I didn’t mean to say something offensive or hurt you,” I said.      “Do you think you did?”
     “You pulled away kind of suddenly.”      “Oh.”      “Are you mad?”      “NO!” Yugi said. “Don’t think that, I’m sorry too if I made you think that.”  He closed his math book and stood up and turned around to face me.  “I wanted to finish my homework so we could have a free weekend, but I guess that can wait until Sunday.”      “Oh.”      “Is something wrong Yami?  You do look a little pale,” Yugi said and felt my forehead.  I was aware of the warmth from his hand but didn’t say anything but didn’t try to embrace it and kiss it like my mind now screamed for me to do.      “I’m fine,” I said, remembering the dream I had a while ago.  It had repeated last night, the dream about the voice that kept saying ‘one month’ but I didn’t tell Yugi and shut him out from my mind whenever I thought about it, like now.  I didn’t want to worry him over that.      “Did you eat a decent lunch?” Yugi asked, “I told Grandpa to make sure you two ate.”      “I feel fine Yugi,” I replied, only slightly offended. “I ate some lunch.  Do you know what we’re having for dinner?”
     “I haven’t asked Grandpa,” Yugi said, “We could go see.”      “Maybe it’s all ready by now or something.  I didn’t smell anything,” I said, glancing towards the door.  My stomach growled and I grinned sheepishly.       Yugi grinned back; I think I heard his own stomach growl in response.  He grabbed hold of my hand tightly and dragged me along as we went towards the kitchen.      “If there isn’t anything we’ll make something.”  He was smiling the whole way.  “Although I don’t know if what we create would be really good for us or not.”  My laughter joined his as we walked.   …        Grandpa had made food for us and was actually about to come and get us when we arrived.  We ate, our stomachs getting the best of us and Yugi’s grandpa started talking about how he would have to teach us how to cook one of these days so we could fend for ourselves.  I smiled at that, I wouldn’t mind learning how to cook.  It would be a change from everyone doing things for me, like in my past life…and when I was in the puzzle.  I never really depended on myself I guess I could say, I always had others helping me, attending to my whim.  When I was in the puzzle, I couldn’t do anything without Yugi too.  It would be nice to become more independent.      “And Atemu,” Grandpa said. “I’m starting on a small project; it’ll turn our guestroom into your room.  That will be nice then, won’t it?  I’ll just need your help choosing out wallpaper and the like but once it’s done you and Yugi won’t have to fight over who has more space on the bed.”      “That sounds good,” I said, although in the back of my mind I didn’t want to not have a bed to share with Yugi.  It was the only time we were really close.  I didn’t say it, but late at night I would wake up and Yugi would be sprawled all over the bed, arms and legs everywhere.  One night, he even ended on top of me but I had gently pushed him off even as the dirty thoughts had filled my mind.      “I don’t mind sharing my bed,” Yugi said and I nearly spit out my milk.      “Yugi?” Grandpa and I asked in unison.      Yugi smiled, “It’s big enough for the both of us.  I really don’t mind.”      “Be that as it may, Atemu is still getting his own room,” Grandpa said in a tone we both took to mean ‘it’s final and there’s nothing you can do about it.’  I smiled, it would be a little bit hard to adjust being so far from my Hikari at night…but then again, I adjusted to him going away to school while I worked the store, right?   …       I didn’t feel good…I woke up, shifting to sit on the bed, careful not to wake Yugi and clasped my hand on my mouth.  I felt like I was going to throw up and that wasn’t the best feeling in the world.  I glanced at the clock and saw it was just two in the morning!  My stomach couldn’t hold in whatever was there and I dashed for the bathroom, arriving seconds before I started getting rid of dinner and lunch and whatever other contents were in my stomach.       Panting heavily I collapsed against the toilet and cleaned my mouth off with a washcloth and some soap.  This wasn’t good…I hadn’t been feeling bad earlier, had I?  I didn’t understand this, what was going on?  My stomach overwhelmed me again and I threw up more.      I sat in the bathroom for a long time, heaving heavily after I had tangoed with the toilet.  (That was what Yugi called it once…he listed off several other ways of describing throwing up, but the tango was the only one that hit me right now.)  I couldn’t tell Yugi about this, he’d start worrying again!  I had to keep it hidden, if he knew, I couldn’t bear it to think he’d think he might loose me again.  I wouldn’t be lost to him again, not again.  Not even if the underworld came looking for me would I go back, leaving Yugi behind.      “I can’t leave,” I whispered as my stomach heaved again and I turned towards the toilet as round four began.   …        The next morning I made everything seem like normal, even though I was tired as ever.  Yugi wanted to take me to the park for a while, but I told him I was really tired and would rather stay inside.  He said he asked his friends to meet him there so he’d let me stay home, although my unwillingness to go hurt him and I could tell how much.  He shook it off and told me it was all right, he’d bring them by later and then we would hang out and have fun, maybe play a few games.  I told him that sounded fine and I looked forward to it, and he perked up.  He told me to get some rest and he’d come back later in the afternoon.  I watched him leave…my heart crying out, wishing I could go with him, but if I got sick out there, I don’t know what I would have done.   ...        “Yami, I’m home!” Yugi called out and ran into the living room where I was sitting and watching some TV, a show called Extreme Makeover, Home Edition.  It was the only reality TV show that seemed to appeal to me.      “It’s a little late,” I said teasingly, “Where are your friends?” I stood up and let him hug me and then he sat on the couch.      “We never got around to coming here, we were just hanging at the arcade and Kaiba showed up, challenging Jou to try and beat him in one of the racing games.  It was fun to watch, although Kaiba kept beating Jou and Jou just kept getting more and more angry,” Yugi said, releasing his news in about one breath.  I felt woozy within moments, the room swirling around me and I sat down on the couch, holding my head in my hands trying to collect myself.      “Yami, is something wrong?” Yugi asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.      “No, nothing, it’s nothing Aibou,” I said, trying to cover up the dizziness I know I felt and it made me feel lightheaded…damn, he was going to find out.      “But you all of a sudden just collapsed on the couch…are you regressing or something with what made you sick?  What’s going on Atemu?” He was using my past name now, he was really worried and nothing was wrong, as far as I was concerned, nothing was wrong!      “I’m fine Aibou,” I said, even though I didn’t feel fine.  Dizziness overwhelmed me and I collapsed over onto Yugi, who caught me without thinking.      “We’re getting you to bed,” he said, taking charge of the situation.      “No, I’m fine, my show’s not even over yet,” I whispered even though at the mention of bed the idea of rest sounded like a good idea.      “We’re getting you into bed,” he said, more firmly than before.  He stood up with me and let me lean on him and we headed towards the bedroom.      “I’m going to be sick,” I said and pulled out of his arms as I dashed to the bathroom.      “Yami?” Yugi asked and I could tell there were tears now, he was talking and starting to cry!  What was going on with me?  His footsteps arrived at the bathroom where I currently was and I felt him kneel by my side and hold my hair back.      “Ah…” I heaved and lost my dinner and desert.      “We have to move back to simple foods, maybe it was too much too soon,” Yugi said thoughtfully. “Yami, what’s going on?  For the past…week, week and a half you’ve been fine…why didn’t you tell me something was wrong.”       There was a pause in my puking and I lifted my head and looked at Yugi. “I wasn’t feeling bad until last night.”
     “You should have told me, I wouldn’t have gone out.  I would have stayed at home to make sure you were okay!”      “I didn’t want you to worry.  Just because I’m not feeling well doesn’t mean that you should stay away from your friends!”      “Idiot, my friends are yours too.  They would understand!” he said and I could tell I had hurt his feelings.  He must…he must like the fact I depended on him a little, counted on him.  Did he think I didn’t trust him enough or something and that was why I didn’t tell him I wasn’t feeling too good?  I didn’t get to answer as the bile rose up in my throat and I was forced to return facing the toilet bowl.   One month… One month…   TBC   A/N: the drama, the tension!  Anyone thinking they were wrong now?