Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Deadly Duel ❯ Chapter 8

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-Telepathy-


(Thoughts)


Chapter 8


About two and a half months passed after the earthquake, and Yugi was finally recovering. Tea had come to visit him. When she got to his room she went to open the door, but it was already open, and it was empty.


"What?"


"Tea!" someone called. Tea looked to her left, Mr. Motuoh stood at the checkout desk, and Yugi was sitting next to him in a wheel chair. Tea grinned and ran over and hugged Yugi.


"Ouch, okay, hi Tea," said as she hugged him and squeezed his still broken shoulder.


"Sorry Yugi," she said as she let him go.


"Where's Bakura?" Yugi asked, "You two seemed to never be apart now."


"He had to get home early today," Tea answered. "So, are you finally going home?"


"Yep."


"And just in time for the holidays," Mr. Motuoh said with a smile.


"Yeah lucky you Yugi. If you start going back to school anytime this week you'll only have the rest of this week and next week, then another three weeks off."


"I'll probably be doing make up homework," Yugi grumbled.


"But you shouldn't have to much. The teachers have been really lenient on the homework, and you've been doing a lot of it with us."


"I hope so," Yugi said as his grandfather started pushing his wheel chair.


"You might want this on," Mr. Motuoh said as he hand his grandson his coat. Tea helped Yugi get it on and they headed for the exit.


"This'll be your first time outside since you came here," Tea said.


"Yeah," Yugi said, "Has anything changed?"


"Not really, except for some cracks and things like that."


"Don't remind me," Yugi said as they went through the door. "It's cold!"


"Well yeah," Tea said, "winter started just two weeks ago."


"And I've been in a temperature regulated building," Yugi reminded her.


"Oh well, you'll get used to it."


"How long will it take for him to get used to that collage?" Mr. Motuoh asked.


"Are classes are mostly in this one area," Tea answered, "the lockers aren't to far from there. It shouldn't take him too long to get it."


"But it's probably going to be Joey who's taking him everywhere," Mr. Motuoh said, "He has all the same classes as Yugi."


"Speak of the devil," Tea said pointing in front of them. Standing at the crosswalk were Joey and Tristan. "Tristan! Joey! Wait up!"


The boys turned in their direction. "Hey!" Joey exclaimed and he and Tristan ran over. "All right, you got out."


"How does it feel to be out of there?" Tristan asked.


"Cold," Yugi replied, everyone laughed.


"So are you going to come back to school before break starts and show every that you're still alive?" Joey asked. "Some people still believe your dead."


"I'm not surprised," Yugi said as they crossed the street.


"I can't wait to see some of the other students faces, and the teachers aren't going to be expecting you back either."


"Well they get to see me when I come back," Yugi said.


"That's something we'll have to decide tonight," Mr. Motuoh. Yugi groaned at his grandfather's reply.


"Hey they sooner you get back the less make up work ya gotta do," Joey said as they reached the Game shop.


"Home at last Yugi," Tea said as Mr. Motuoh unlocked the door and Tea held it open so he could push the wheel chair in. Once they were in the house Yugi seemed to finally relax.


"I'm fighting myself about if I should call Bakura or not," Tea said.


"Go head," Mr. Motuoh, "you can use the phone if you want."


"Thank you very much." She dialed in his number and was lucky he was the one who picked it up. "Guess where I am?"


"I don't know; I'm not good at guessing games."


"Well," Tea said, "if you want to make this easy. I'm over at Yugi's place."


"Isn't he still in the hospital?"


Tea giggled, "Nope."


"Hey no fair!" Tea held the phone away as he yelled, laughing her head off.


"He doesn't sound happy," Joey said.

"Okay," Tea said as she put the phone back to her ear. "If you're not busy you can come over."


"But that's just it, my mom had to go out and I have to baby sit Kiyo."


"Oh but you hate that so much," Tea teased. She knew he never got tired of babysitting her.


"Shut up, I guess I'll just have to see him tomorrow after school or something."


"Yeah," Tea said, "see you tomorrow then."


"Bye."


Tea hung up the phone. "He's babysitting Kiyo."


"We figured as much," Tristan said. They stayed for a while until they knew Yugi was tired of them just sitting there staring at him, then they all went home.


"I thought they would never go home," Yugi said as he tried to move the wheel chair on his own.


"You're not going to do much except go in a circle doing that Yugi," his grandfather said.


"I know," Yugi grumbled.


"So what do want to do?" Yugi stared at his grandfather. "Well whatever you want to do now you're going to need help." Yugi groaned. "Do you just want to go to your room and get your head on straight?"


"Please," Yugi answered. Grandpa took him to his room and put him where he could reach whatever he wanted.


"Call me if you need anything," he said as he left.


Yugi sighed and looked around, "Exactly as I left two months ago."


"Well of course it is," Yami said as he projected himself from the puzzle. "You're grandfather doesn't come in here, except to get your laundry sometimes, but since you haven't been home he's had no need."


"Okay then." He looked around again, "I feel worthless sitting in this thing!"


Yami laughed, "Well you had to get stuck on that platform."


"That wasn't my fault."


"I know, but maybe if you had known how to do something you would have walked out of there without any injuries."


"What do you mean?"


"Yugi, just because you've unlocked the secret of the millennium puzzle, doesn't mean you've learned its magic."


"Magic?"


"Yes, you think I'm the only one that inhabits that thing that hangs around your neck? No, no my friend, with the magic in there you could have been able to summon cards like you did in Kaiba's virtual reality game."


Yugi stared at him, "I can?"


"Yes, Bakura's done it, well, I really shouldn't say it was him when it was really the evil spirit that lives inside his ring."


"Poor Bakura, he never seems to have anything good going for him."


"I know."


"Unless we don't forget that little recording that Joey and Tristan made for me."


Yami laughed, hard. "That was probably the best and worst day of his life."


"Yeah. Neither he nor Tea were very happy with those two for the next three weeks." He laughed, but then stopped when he heard footsteps coming toward his room.


"Yugi?"


"Get back in the puzzle," Yugi whispered. Yami disappeared as Grandpa opened the door.


"I know you can't do too much," he said, "but I thought putting the tree up might not a bad idea."


"You mean the new one we got last year, the one where we have to put all the branches on?"


"The very same."


"Okay." Grandpa smiled and wheeled him out into the living room where all the stuff was already all over the floor.


"Now I know why I get the stuff out," Yugi said as he surveyed the mess.


"Very funny," Grandpa said. The phone rang and he groaned. "That must be about the order of cards and things for my annual Christmas sale."


"I wish I could help you this year." Yugi said as the man went and answered the phone. Yugi looked around, his grandfather had already separated the branches into the three piles. Yugi got an idea.


He picked up the pole that had already been mounted onto the stand and set down next to him. Then he started to put on the branches, from bottom, to middle, to top, in sections so he could rotate it and do the same thing until all the branches were on.


By then he still knew his grandfather would be on the phone for a while. The top of the tree was in reach, and it had already been opened from being squashed inside the box all year, all Yugi had to do was set it on top. He noticed the camera was also within reach.


He got a hold of it and turned it on. "Look what I did with just my left hand and arm working." He said as he recorded the newly up tree. "Lets see what Grandpa does when he walks in." As soon as he finished speaking he heard his grandfather hang up the phone.


"Okay Yugi lets get started on that- hey!" He walked in and noticed that the tree was already up.


"Look what I did with my only working appendage," Yugi said as he recorded his grandfather's stunned face. "I would have put the decorations on too, but I could reach them."


"Well you certainly showed me," Grandpa said. Yugi laughed and turned of the camera.


"I'm going to pay for it tomorrow," Yugi said, "My left shoulder is already sore."


"Then why don't you let me put on the decorations then."


"Okay," Yugi said as he handed the camera to him. He watched as he grandfather put as many decorations on the tree as it could hold. He was about to put the star on when the phone rang again.


"Will they ever leave me alone," Grandpa grumbled as he went to get the phone.


Yugi stared at the tree. -So, do you want put that star on and surprise your grandfather again? - Yami asked.


-If you can show me how in a matter of minutes, - Yugi replied silently so his grandfather wouldn't hear him.


-Easier said then done, - Yami said, and then flooded Yugi's mind with the knowledge of the magic that the puzzle contained. Yugi's head spun for a second, but once his eyes focused he knew exactly what to do. He pulled out his deck and found the Kuriboh card. Drawing the power from his puzzle, he tossed the card just above his head. Almost instantly it transformed into the real Kuriboh.


"This is going to be fun." He directed the Kuriboh to take the star and out it on top of the tree. It did as it was told, but as soon as it got the star on it had to race behind Yugi's wheel chair as Grandpa came back into the room.


"Now how did you do that?" Grandpa asked.


"Uh," Yugi didn't quite know how to answer that one.


-Just go ahead and tell him, - Yami said, -you could trust him. -


Yugi whistled and the Kuriboh came out from its hiding place. "That's how."


His grandfather's jaw dropped. "But how?"


"Believe me, you really don't want to know."


"I think I have an idea," Mr. Motuoh. "Especially if it has to do with your Millennium Puzzle."


"That's exactly how it's done." He raised his hand and the Kuriboh became a card once more. "If I had known how to do this earlier I could have gotten out of that accident before it happened."


"Too bad." Mr. Motuoh looked at the tree. "Well, at least you've proven that you can do things while sittin' in that chair." Yugi grinned and his grandfather chuckled.


"So about school this week," Yugi said, "what am I going to do?"


"Well it's mostly up to you, you're going to be the one that's going, not me."


"I might as well get back as soon as I can, I'll have less make-up assignments to do. I don't want to fail this year, it's my senior year."


"I know, but you can kiss all the senior social things good-bye."


"Oh well, I didn't really want to go to those any way." Grandpa shook his head and took Yugi back to his room.


Author's Note: Guess I made up for the last chapter being so short. Yay Yugi got to go home. Review me and tell me what you think. Sorry, I won't be updating much after this. I have a really busy week ahead of me and I'm almost never going to be home. Sorry!