Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Untouched ❯ If You're Not The One ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter 6: If You’re Not The One

Yugi leaned against the kitchen counter, his weight supported by his arms, which were bent at the elbow. This position allowed him to rest his chin upon his overlapping hands. His face still red from crying but tears no longer slid his cheeks. He had been in that spot every since he had gotten home, approximately two hours ago. He had been thinking so much that his head was starting to throb. If only any of this made sense. If only his heart had listened to his mind. Yugi sighed. He knew that he had always put his feelings first and it had usually always worked out for him but, at least in this situation, he wished he had listened to logic and reason.
The harsh slamming of the front door stirred him out of his thoughts and he was more than surprised when Yami ripped the kitchen door opened, his face flushed with anger.
Oh shit.
That was all Yugi managed to think before Yami went off.
“Do you have any idea what I’ve been through?!?!” Yami all but shouted, the worry and panic that he had felt when Yugi had first run out of the club long since gone. He threw his arms up in distress. “First, I got stopped by the police for SPEEDING! And I would like to calmly point out that the reason I was speeding was because I was chasing after you! Oh, and then I showed them my license! Only guess what? I forgot I was in your body thus I got fined for carrying someone else’s license! Oh, but it gets better! Then, the officer arrested, let me repeat that, ARRESTED me for stealing my own damn car because apparently there was no proof to show that it belonged to a friend along with the fact that I had been speeding and had someone else’s license! So I’ve spent the last two hours in a holding cell all because YOU just had to throw one of your temper tantrums!”
By this point Yugi’s jaw was on the floor, metaphorically speaking. The pain and confusion that had pooled in the pit of his stomach quickly subsided, defiance now shining in his eyes. “Kind of like the one you’re throwing now?” Yugi asked, his voice calm but his tone filled with annoyance. That question seemed to stop Yami in his tracks, a dumbfounded expression taking over the other’s features. With a click of the tongue, Yugi gazed off to the side so that he was glaring at the floor.
“Just who do you think you are?” Yugi asked, barely above a whisper. It was almost as if it was meant for him to hear alone. But Yami had definitely heard him, the words making him livid.
“ME!” Yami exclaimed in both anger and disbelief. He began to approach Yugi who stood his ground despite the other’s intimidating strides. A small aura formed around Yami, encircling the youth, almost making him glow. Before Yugi’s eyes, Yami eyes changed back into their original crimson ones replacing amethyst. Suddenly, Yami was no longer in Yugi’s body but, at the moment, that thought did not register as something of immediate importance. All that mattered to Yugi was not letting his guard down. Not even for a second.
“I’m the guy who’s been putting up with you for the past week!” Yami shouted, not realizing for a second that Yugi had somehow retained his normal violet eyes.
“I’m the idiot who let down my guard just because of a small hug, a bloody dance, a simple touch!” he yelled. At this point, he was towering over Yugi’s smaller form, so close that Yugi’s back was now pressed against the counter.
“I’m the moron who fell in love with the biggest brat in the entire universe!” Yami proclaimed, closing the remaining space between them.
“Wha–!?”
But Yugi couldn’t complete his exclaimation for a pair of warm lips captured his. And it was the most sensual touch that he had ever experienced. Yami’s lips enveloped his bottom lip before running his tongue across it. Yugi gasped at the other’s plea for entrance, allowing Yami the perfect opportunity to plunge his tongue into Yugi’s moist cavern. He searched every inch of Yugi’s mouth, loving the silky taste of the other. Snapping out of his stupor, Yugi instinctively wrapped his arms around Yami’s neck and pulled him closer, only serving to deepen the kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance, neither ready to surrender to the other. The kiss continued you for a few minutes, both of them settling for breathing out of their noses soundlessly. Yugi was practically on the counter when Yami reluctantly pulled away.
And that’s when everything went to hell.
Yugi stared at Yami, still slightly panting from the intensity of the kiss. The passion in those hypnotic crimson orbs was enough to drive him crazy. And then he noticed a strange light wrap around Yami’s body.
Then he blinked. And saw himself.
He was no longer staring at Yami’s alluring ruby-colored eyes but his amethyst ones. They had switched back, the fact alone sending Yami bolting out of the room in a flash. Yugi watched breathlessly as the youth he had fallen in love with vanish out the door and up the stairs. He didn’t move until he heard a small sound of a door locking and only assumed that Yami was in the bathroom. Slowly, as though each movement he made caused him immense pain even though it was his heart that was breaking, he pushed himself off of the counter and grabbed the car keys from Yami’s jacket, which the other had thrown so carelessly on the floor. He couldn’t stay here. He couldn’t bare to face Yami. Not after what had just happened. Yami obviously regretted the impulsive action and Yugi couldn’t help but wish that he didn’t.
With one last look at the small kitchen, Yugi walked out the door, his shoulders slumped and his eyes dancing with defeat. But he refused to cry. He wouldn’t shed another tear. Not for Yami.

...Untouched...

Yami’s body jerked violently as he emptied his stomach of all its contents into the toilet. Straightening his back, he leaned against the white-colored wall and dug his face in his hands. The shock it had been when he looked down at Yugi and saw himself made his stomach turn again. The thought that he had kissed his own lips like that disgusted him. But he swore that they had switched back. He was willing to bet his life on it. But the thought still bothered him. Subconsciously, he slid down the wall until he was sitting on the floor. Pulling his face away from his hands, he held them up in front of his eyes. Yugi’s small, little hands.
Hot tears cascaded freely down his faces in small streams. Why did he tell Yugi that he loved him!? How idiotic could he be! And then to kiss him! What was wrong with him? How could he make himself so vulnerable? How could he open himself up like that?
He tried to make himself believe that he didn’t love Yugi. That he had just lied. He wanted so badly to just believe that. But he couldn’t. His heart wouldn’t let him.
A sigh blew past his lips. “If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all?” he asked no one in particular. Nothing made any sense. Yugi and him weren’t meant to be together. They couldn’t have been. They were supposed to hate each other. Why didn’t anything make any fucking sense anymore!?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. With a frustrated growl, Yami slammed his fists on to floor beneath him and arched his head back. “I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it! I don’t understand! If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?”
Slowly, Yami stood to his feet on shaky legs, using the wall to support his weight. He finally managed to make his way to Yugi’s bedroom. Walking over to the window, Yami unlocked the hinges and opened it, allowing a refreshing breeze of wind to whisper pass his face, freezing his tearstained cheeks. Blond bangs danced passionately with the breeze as Yami leaned out the window.
The stars were shining brightly. Like Yugi’s eyes...
Yami chuckled sadly as he raised a hand to the side of his face. The amethyst jewels didn’t shine quite the same without Yugi’s soul behind them. Nothing was the same without Yugi.
Another breeze tickled his body and he unconsciously wrapped his arms around himself. Memories from the dance resurfaced. How warm he felt in Yugi’s embrace. How completed he felt...
A sad smile gracing his features, Yami looked up at the half-moon that reflected his current feelings perfectly. Half...
That’s how he felt without Yugi. Like he was missing his other half.
Yami glanced down at the floor, his bangs sending a dark shadow of those bright jewels that weren’t even his. “Is there any way I can stay in your arms?” Yami whispered as he held himself tighter. “My little Yugi, you have a body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away. I miss you and I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today cause I love you, whether its wrong or right and though I cant be with you tonight, know my heart is by your side.”
A small glint in the corner caught his attention and Yami turned to see the moon’s light reflecting in the mirror over Yugi’s nightstand. A moment later, he was standing in front of the mirror, memorizing every crevice and angle of Yugi’s beautiful face, from the way the petal soft lips would curve at the ends like Yugi was born to smile to the way that Yugi’s long, black lashes framed his gorgeous eyes making them stand out like a vast ocean of amethyst. He didn’t move from that spot for the rest of the night and just continued to gaze at the one he loved but couldn’t touch.

...Untouched...

“I don’t need him! I don’t.”
A least that’s what Yugi had been trying to convince himself of the second that he had walked into Yami’s bedroom. He figured that it would be best for him and Yami to stay separated, at least until they had returned to normal. The only place available to go was Yami’s house and though Yami’s parents were slightly insane, he knew it would be better than staying at the house.
Yugi turned over on the bed to stare up at the white ceiling. He closed his eyes so tight that it hurt in hopes that he wouldn’t cry. He wanted to hate him. He wanted so badly to not want him. He wanted so desperately not to need him!
Yugi opened his eyes to reveal soft pools of ruby filled with uncried tears. He had promised himself that he wouldn’t cry. But...
He sighed. Who was he fooling? Certainly not himself. Another sad sigh escaped Yugi’s slightly parted lips. With eyes focused on the ceiling above him, Yugi whispered softly, the built-up tears finally pooling over: “If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed? If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?”
His head ached even more than earlier. The only comfort that he received was the feather-filled pillow that supported his head. The softness of the mattress beneath him and the warmth of the cushiony blanket around him eventually lulled him to sleep, making him forget about his heartache, if only for a moment.