Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Wish Upon a Star ❯ Chapter 10 ( Chapter 10 )

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YAY! I got done with this one kinda early.. ^_^.. I know this one is probably kinda boring, but the next one will make this one better, I promise. Well, R&R please! SEE YA! BYE~BYE!!

Chapter 10

Drumming like a heartbeat echoed through the darkness; a circular spotlight shone down illuminating his figure. “Kaiba,” he whispered reaching forward casting his shadow over the small lit spaces of the room.

The tall figure standing at the opposite side of the room turned his back to the boy calling his name and began a steady pace away into the darkness where he disappeared from sight.

“Kaiba,” Yugi whispered once again taking a cautious step forward, “Why? I'm trying aren't I? I'm giving up everything so that I can find out what I really feel for you. So, why does it feel like you don't even know I exist? Why does it feel like I'm invisible to you?”

He rambled on as he continued taking slow steps through the darkness in search of the man who had walked away from him. He rolled his hand into a tight fist and bit his lower lip, “Why?” He whispered through clenched teeth, “Life isn't supposed to be this way. I was supposed to be happy after everything that happened. Everything was supposed to be better. So, why are things worse?”

Yugi lifted his chin and looked up into the darkness, “I don't want this; I don't want this. I want to go back; I want to wake up!”

With a sharp gasp Yugi pushed himself from the small sofa while in the process falling to the floor, “Ow,” he whispered scrambling to sit on his knees. His eyes widened; the room had been lit and shadows fell over him. He gulped and turned slowly, “Oh,” he whispered.

His grandpa stood behind him along with the one person he did not want to see, his Yami. Yugi gave a short sigh and pushed himself to his feet, “Um, hi,” he said turning to his grandpa, “I, um, I got tired after I visited Honda, and I didn't feel like going home so I stopped here.” He smiled nervously and let out a nervous laugh.

“Yugi,” Yami said emotionlessly, “you worried everyone. Jonouchi and Tea come by to make sure you were alright. They thought you had disappeared along with Ryou.”

Yugi frowned; if things had not changed this would be the part where his Yami would kneel down and hold him as tight as possible while he whispered, “I love you,” repeatedly. He let out a sigh and looked up at his Yami once again. “I guess things really did change, huh?” he whispered lowering his eyes to the floor, “in just one night our relationship went from up in the clouds to down in hell.” He smiled awkwardly and laughed, “This really stinks.”

His grandpa glanced awkwardly from Yami to Yugi, “Well,” he said stepping away, “I have to open up shop soon, so, why don't you two go back home and work this out.” He smiled warmly and took slow steps away.

“Come on,” Yami whispered extending a hand to Yugi, “I'm not saying I want you back yet. Now, we have somewhere to be. Bakura found Ryou, and they've been asking to speak to all of us. It seems that they have something important to say.” He hesitated, “They mentioned Jonouchi.”

Yugi's eyes widened as he scrambled to his feet, “Jonouchi? What did they say about him?” He stepped closer to his Yami and let his mouth fall open, “Did they find out why he's been acting so strangely?”

“I don't know,” Yami said; his voice remained monotone as he continued, “they only mentioned his name. If we want to know anything else we should leave now.” He turned his back to the boy and took slow steps toward the double-door, “Come on.”

Yugi nodded solemnly and followed far behind his Yami. He sighed as they exited the card shop and made their way down the street. “It wasn't supposed to happen,” Yugi screamed within his mind, “I was supposed to be with you; not be your enemy.”

As they reached the small house they knew to be Ryou and Bakura's Yugi hesitated to enter after his Yami. What would happen now? If anyone found out about Kaiba or any of this, life could become even harder to manage.

Yugi gave a slow sigh and stepped into the house slowly. There spread out around the table each of them sat together. Ryou and Bakura sat closer than they usually would, Marik and Malik sat not far from them, Tea sat near the corner of the table, and of course Honda was nowhere to be found.

Yami took a seat next to Marik, and Yugi hesitantly took a seat next to Ryou. Yugi smiled to Ryou and said, “It's nice to finally be able to see you. We were all extremely worried about you. We searched for days.” He gave Ryou another smile, “I'm glad your safe.”

Ryou gave a smile in return but said nothing. Instead, he frowned feeling the tension developing between Yugi and his Yami. “Well,” he said after clearing his throat and glancing in Bakura's direction, “first of all, I wanted to thank everyone for your concern for me.” His face darkened as he glanced from face to face. “About Jonouchi, I hate that you have to hear it this way, but he was the one who, “kidnapped” me. I think he may be under some form of mind control, but that's just from what I've seen.”

Mouths opened wide and eyes widened as he finished. Tea stood suddenly after gasping loudly, “What? Jonouchi? I- I can't believe that. How could that happen to Jonouchi? He's not that weak.”

Malik averted his eyes to the floor and frowned, “Your forgetting what I did with my rod. I put him under mind control, and using it I forced him to duel against Yugi. There are other methods of mind control, and I guess someone found another method and is using it on Jonouchi for a personal reason. But, I do wonder why he kidnapped you, Ryou. Do you have any idea why someone would try to kidnap you?”

Ryou shook his head slowly, “I don't but Bakura might,” he said simply without even glancing in Bakura's direction.

Malik averted his attention to Bakura who answered slowly, “A while ago, back when I was out of control I met some guy who told me that he was the descendant of an Egyptian tomb robber. I don't know why I believed him, but I did. I gave him any information that he asked for, but he asked the most about Ryou.

“I was surprised at how many questions he asked, but I didn't think anything about it until now. I guess I put you at risk,” he said turning to Ryou slowly, “Gomen.” He placed a hand on Ryou's cheek and smiled slightly, “I'll protect you from now on.”

Ryou's cheeks blazed crimson; he placed a hand on Bakura's shoulder and smiled, “I know.”

Malik cleared his throat, “Well,” he began, “if we've had enough of that I think we might as well get out and search for Jonouchi.” He took a deep breath before continuing, “He should probably be getting home soon though. What should we do, Bakura?”

Bakura pulled away from Ryou reluctantly and turned to Malik, “To wait for him and act natural would give him the impression that we still don't know what's happened.”

Nodding they agreed. Ryou turned to Yugi slowly and smiled solemnly, “Yugi,” he whispered, “could I talk to you privately?” he asked moving closer to him slowly.

Yugi nodded and stood as Ryou did. They slowly made their way across the floor, down the hall, and to Ryou's room. Ryou closed the door behind him and smiled in Yugi's direction, “I have a question,” he said slowly taking a step towards him. “Not that it's any of my business or anything, but did you and Yami have a fight?”

Nodding slowly Yugi took a seat on the bed in the center of the room, “Yeah, it's a long story, but shortened up Honda got hit by a car. Yami got angry because I guess I thought something that I shouldn't have. So, he pretty much won't talk to me.”

Ryou let out a sigh and sat by him on the bed, “I see,” he said, “So, this is about what exactly? Do you remember what you thought exactly?”

Yugi let out a sigh, “Of course I remember; I just don't even know why I thought it.” He averted his gaze away from Ryou to the stainless carpet and frowned, “I thought something like, `It feels like I don't understand anyone anymore. Not Kaiba, not Bakura, not Malik, not Honda or Jonouchi, not even Yami.' Then I guess I thought about Kaiba, because our fight was about Kaiba and how I feel about him.”

Ryou nodded, “Well,” he began softly, “How do you feel about Kaiba?” His gaze sharpened as Yugi began to respond.

“I- I don't know,” Yugi began raising a hand and placing it upon his chin, “I don't think I love him like I love Yami, but when I was in the car with him and Mokuba, Mokuba told me that Kaiba thought about me and two others. When he mentioned two others I became extremely jealous.”

Ryou nodded once again, “Jealousy is a good sign though,” he said leaning back and lying on the bed, “if you were jealous of those people it might be possible that you love Kaiba, or maybe you merely think you love him because Yami mentioned it.”

Yugi's eyes widened as he glanced in Ryou's direction, “Maybe you're right,” he whispered, “I did start thinking about Kaiba after Yami said something. Maybe It's just that I think I love him, but it's all really in my mind.”

“Right,” Ryou said standing from the bed slowly, “So, all you need to do is talk to Yami about it. I'm sure he'll understand. After all, he really loves you; I know he does.” With a smiled Ryou opened the closed door and stepped into the hallway leaving the door half open as he made his way away from the room.

“Well, I guess I could try,” Yugi whispered averting his gaze to the floor, “but that's easier said than done.”