Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Common Grounds ❯ Good Bye Means The End ( Chapter 25 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter 24: Good Bye Means the End
I open the book and smile as you eagerly await for the conclusion, I had stopped reading for awhile at a rather painful spot.
Yumi stared transfixed at where her friends and brother were standing. Her fingers uncurled and her carry on bag clattered to the floor. She lifted her delicate hands to cover her face as new tears streamed from her eyes. Yami ran to his sister and wrapped his arms around her. Without hesitation Yumi brought her hands down and wrapped them around her brother tightly. Her fingers clasped themselves into the dark material of his jacket. Yumi could not stop a sob from escaping her as she embraced Yami.
“Why didn't you tell us?” the soft voice of Ryou asked as the rest of the group came closer, his eyes were glistening with unshed tears.
“I…I couldn't,” Yumi said her voice cracking the sound muffled by Yami's jacket.
“…It would've been easier to come with you and we could've come to say good bye,” Yugi said small tears falling down his cheeks.
“Never say good bye, Good Bye means the end, it's always see you soon” Yumi said as she lifted her red and wet face away from Yami's jacket.
By now Malik and Ryou were crying as well and the four of them mumbled nonsense as they gave each other tear filled embraces. She exchanged hugs with each of the boys, whispering promises of seeing each other again. They would… The woman behind her coughed loudly.
“Miss the flight is about to leave,” she said with an apologetic glance at the people who had gathered at the gate.
“Oh right sorry,” Yumi said as she took her ticket from the woman. She began to walk away, turning her head for one last good bye. Before she could disappear Yami had sprinted forward to embrace his sister once more.
“Love you sis…” he mumbled and Yumi felt wet tears leak onto her shirt from his eyes.
“Love you too…take care of Yugi for me,” she whispered as they broke apart.
Yumi walked down the long hall leading to the door of the airplane thinking back to her friends. She really didn't want to leave…she wanted to stay. With a sigh Yumi boarded the plane and searched for her seat, biting down on her cheek to stop more tears from dripping down her eyes. The low rumble of the plane indicated that they were ready to leave. A few lone tears fell down her face as the plane took off down the lane. As the ground sped past her and the plane took flight she smiled a watery smile.
“See you soon,” she whispered as the clouds obscured her vision of the ground.
Back down at the airport the group had already gone back into the car, their way back much slower and their mood dark. Yugi had his face buried in Yami's chest and was curled up in his lap in the back seat. Marik was driving with his jaw clenched and Malik, sitting shotgun, had silent tears trailing down his cheeks. Ryou was sitting next to Bakura, the two of them holding hands and leaning into each other taking comfort from each others presence for the moment.
“I hope Yumi will be okay,” Ryou muttered before letting tears fall.
You look at me and ask if that's the end of the book. I tell you that there is more to the story. You nod understandingly and promise to come by tomorrow. I tell you Goodbye and you leave.
You walk into an empty house the next morning, something dark but peaceful lingers in the air. You walk into the kitchen and see a man sitting in the kitchen. You demand to know what he is doing in the house. He wears a business suit and looks slightly sad. He tells you to sit but you refuse, you'd rather stand instead. You ask irritated as to what he is doing in the house. He tells you in a grave voice that the owner of the house is dead…you sit down in shock. They say that her brother came to visit that morning and found her dead in her bed, a smile on her face looking more peaceful than ever. He digs around for a piece of paper. He tells you there was one thing she specifically instructed, to whoever found the paper that a book should be given to the young sweet girl who visited her everyday. He hands you the book and leaves. You hold the book in your hands for the first time studying it. On the front of the book it says.
Common Ground, Writtenby Yumi Sakura Moto Vaskwitch Kaiba, Penname- Mistress.
Your hands tremble as you flip through the pages, they are handwritten. You come to a spot marked by a small bookmark. It is a Duel Monsters Card. It's where they stopped. Except… there was a section written in it with a different color ink than the rest of the book from where they had left off.
Yumi came back to the states where she finished high school. Later she went on to get a degree in counseling and teaching, hoping to reduce the diversity and differences between cliques at schools. She married the man of her dreams, they had one child but circumstances forced him to move away even though they lived with each other for a year every two years and visited each other every single break and holiday. In her yearsand free time she wrote a book called Common Ground about her experience in Japan. The story was never to be told until a young girl stumbled upon her. Yumi spent the last of her living days reading the story to her. She died fulfilled and happy. She saw her friends and brother many times before her deathand kept in touch through letters and e-mail. Yami and Yugi ended up staying together as did Malik and Marik, and Ryou and Bakura. Bakura and Ryou adopted two little girls, Yami and Yugi one boy, and Marik and Malik were waiting on a baby girl to be born by a donor.
You set the book down tears in your eyes. You don't know how long you sit there but eventually a man comes in. He looked scarily like what Yami had been described as.
“Hello, I presume you are [blank],” he said with a soft voice.
“Uhm…yes uh…Mister?”
“Yami Moto,” he responds, “I see you kept my sister company in her dying days when I could not…I am grateful for that.”
You stare at him confused, was the story real? Was the woman you had kept company to really Yumi? “Yami Moto? Brother of Yumi Moto?”
“Yes, Yumi is my sister whom you kept company,” he replies.
“But that can't be! She seemed so frail and sick, older……”
“Older? Well she did have a disease that crippled her, she hasn't been able to leave her house for a year now.She was in an accident and after that prescribed with a terminal disease, we are both 30 years old…her aging rate doubled for some reason or at least they said it did, they haven't been able to figure out a definite cause,” Yami said as he walked closer.
He touched the book gently, “So she really did write it…how far did she go?” He flips through the pages and finds the spot and smiles.
“How about I tell you what happened to me and Yugi after that? Would you like to know what happened to Bakura and Marik and them?”
You nod eagerly but stop as the idea dawns on you again that Yumi would not be able to ever recite her anymore of the story. You sit with your hands clasped around the book, your knuckles white. Yami understands that you need time and stands up.
“Here's your invitation to the funeral…” he said as he handed her a small card. “You were one of the most important people to her, believe it or not. In her last letters she told me much about you…”
Then he left and you were all alone again with the book. You flipped through again and noticed that there were a few pages blank…it seemed that she had intended for you to finish the story for her…
AUTHORS BLAH BLAH
Mistress: Last chapter chapter, the next three chapters belong in one, so the italics will start with chapter 25 and end with chapter 27. Then that's it! All gone…. (sniff) So, what do you think about it? Okay I lied. It has a little angst in it.