Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Can I Sleep With You? ❯ I Pray the Lord My Soul to Take ( Chapter 5 )

Can I Sleep With You?

Epilogue - I Pray the Lord My Soul To Take.

All was quiet in the cemetery at that time of night. It was almost scenic in the moonlight, all colour washed away, bleaching everything out.

A perfect night for a solitary stroll through the rows upon rows of stone monuments. At least it seemed so to Yami until he heard a faint noise of someone... shovelling?...around the bend in the trail, close to the plot where Yugi's grave...

He found himself racing toward the sound, furious at whoever dared....

...And stopped cold at the sight that confronted him. The white-haired figure looked up at his entrance, the shovel struck in the ground and one foot poised on top in order to lever it out.

Soft chocolate eyes gazed at him from under feathery white bangs. "Yami?" he asked in his soft, British accent, "What are you doing here?"

Yami glared angrily. "I should be asking you that, I think. Care to explain Ryou?" He gestured sharply to the shovel in the albino's hands.

The other tipped his head curiously at the other man, then looked down at his hands. "Oh!" He gave a little laugh. "I guess this does look kind of funny, doesn't it?" He smiled up at Yami.

Yami crossed his arms, still frowning. "'Funny' isn't the word I would use. What are you doing to my aibou's grave?" He spat.

The other stepped to the side, revealing a small, uprooted baby rose bush that had been hidden behind him. "I thought that I might plant these here, since they are -were," He corrected himself, "Yugi's favourite flower. Perhaps when it rains here, they might cheer him up a little." He shrugged. "I know it's probably silly of me, but.."

He looked at the churned up ground beneath him. "..But I need to do something for him." He whispered raggedly.

Yami looked at him sympathetically and sighed. "I understand. I only wish there was something I could do for him as well." He trailed off, gazing up at the stars. Shaking his head to bring himself back to earth, he continued. "I apologize for disturbing you. I came here to visit Yugi myself but, " He eyed the other, "perhaps I'll come another time."

The white-haired man started. "Oh! Don't leave because of me, Yami. I'll soon be done here."

Yami waved him off, saying. "No, I also came for a bit of solitude as well. It's all right, Ryou." He smiled sadly. "I don't mind. I'll leave you to your work."

And so saying, he disappeared back down the trail he entered from.

Brown eyes watched him go.

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An overworked owl tiredly rested on a thick branch. He sighed dispiritedly.

He'd worked all night trying to find some mice for his pregnant mate, but to no avail. Something had been scaring them into hiding since the moon had come up.

Gravel crunched loudly under hard-soled shoes, startling the irate owl into flight.

Bakura looked up absently at an irritated hoot above him, a few displaced leaves drifted down to his feet. Shrugging, he strode towards the cemetery gates. If one didn't know him, they could say he was almost skipping.

Grinning down at the prize tucked under his arm, the spirit of the ring bounced the shovel playfully on his shoulder in a mock-wave at the disturbed earth he left behind him by a familiar marker.

"Thank god for the shadows and Yami's preoccupation," He smirked. "If not for that, doubtless he would've seen all the extra dirt strewn around." He sighed in exasperation. "Bloody pharaoh couldn't wait another ten minutes until I had it completely filled in again, could he?"

He held the golden puzzle up to the moonlight to inspect it carefully for damage."About bloody time, anyway, Yugi." He said lightly. "I was starting to think you'd never take a hint."

He grinned evilly with a glint in his eye.

THE END

(No, really this time. It's over. Done. F-I-N-I-S-H-E-D)