Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of a Priestess ❯ Wandering Spirits ( Chapter 30 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Originally posted February 24, 2005. Reposted on May 6, 2005 with formatting edited.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry, this is the shortest chapter yet (I think. It's REALLY short). My apologies to AMK because she mentioned the shortness of the chapters. Don't worry—after this, the chapters get much longer but updates will thus be slower (since I can't write as fast).

Thank you AMK and Jenny Galaxie for their continued support and wonderful comments! I'm glad my work is having success there at least!

Chapter 30: Wandering Spirits

Though I slept in Kaiba's bed that night, we each stayed on our own sides, refusing to even get close to each other. We said nothing to each other, each of us silently moving in our own worlds.

When I heard Kaiba's breathing become slow and even, I closed my eyes and Channeled with Yugi.

“Yugi said you wanted to see me,” I told Yami when I opened my eyes.

He nodded. “I wanted to make sure you were all right.”

“Yes. I'm fine.”

He stared at me, hard. “Very well. Yugi and his friends will always be there for you.”

I nodded, feeling the lump form in my throat. “I know.”

“Serenity's right, you know. You've been very strong throughout this whole ordeal.”

I shrugged. “I've learned how.”

He glanced at me quizzically, but said nothing. Finally, he came over and held me against him. I began to cry.

“You marrying Kaiba…doesn't change anything between us,” he whispered. “I still love you, more than I think I have ever loved before. The reasons you have decided to marry Kaiba… are what make me love you.”

“I'm sorry,” I whispered.

“Don't worry,” he murmured. He knew what I was talking about. “We could never have been together even if you weren't marrying Kaiba. I'm just a wandering spirit, a five thousand year old spirit. I don't even know how old I am.”

“Twenty-two,” I said suddenly. I didn't know how I knew… I knew I hadn't seen it in a memory… Yami assumed that was how I knew and continued, “Without Yugi I wouldn't even have a body.”

“Indeed…” I murmured, hardly listening. I too, was a wandering spirit, wasn't I? I hadn't been wandering because I was bodiless—I was wandering because my future was dictated by my past, and I remembered nothing of my past. I had spent five thousand years wandering, waiting for the Pharaoh and the High Priest to return. I wasn't even deriving my past from myself—I needed the other two in order to even know who I was. Why was that? What had I done that made me forget everything, made me dependent upon these two warring spirits?

My eyes narrowed suddenly. There was something cloudy forming over Yami's shoulder, something slowly clearing and revealing itself…

I was thrust into the memory without warning.