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Six Weeks
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,508
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Confessions of the Dark
Review Responses:
Callisto: Thanks, I'm glad you like it ^_^
To DracOnyx: Thanks ^.^
To Fuzzy Button: Wow! Thanks for being my first real critic! Believe me, I do believe your review is constuctive and I'm not going to delete this story or your review. But if you perhaps did come back to see the second chapter, I'd like to defend myself on some points. "That sickness is not something you such even consider to write about, it's not fun and not a good subject to people who had that sickness or something like that." I hate to say this, but there *are* other fics like this out there, and just like if you don't like reading a lemon, if you don't like the content, don't read it. This sickness is a real thing and many published authors write fiction on this subject all the time. "I blow your "talent" away..." Well, I wouldn't know because I read a lot and many author names slip through my memory ^^;; "The sadest part is you're like 16,17 right? I rest my case...." What does that have to do with anything? Do you mean that just because someone is older that makes them automatically better at writing than someone younger? Not true. I know many freshmens who write as if their story is *real,* makes you believe what they think of is not some made up fiction. And to let you know, the truth did not hurt, it is merely the truth. This is my first attempt at trying to get good writting skills, but your point about the fact i'm writting about an eating disorder did bug me because that seems to be a matter of opinion not fact. But thank you very much. I knew I wasn't as good as many other fanfiction authors, I never claimed I was. I enjoy writing and that's that. Read or don't read. End of story. 36 people have reviewed on FF.net, I don't know if that says much to you, but it does say that 36 people plus whoever reviewed here enjoyed my story. And that's all I need.
To ShadowDove: You'll find out why in this chapter :: nod nod ::
To PocketDragon: Um, actually Yuugi's name does have two 'u's. The kanji (japanese characters) for Yuugi's name are broken down into hiragana (I don't reallow how how to describe hiragana, they are like symbols taht tell you how to pronounciate) yu-u-gi... in japanese (according to both my dictionary and my japanese word processor) the word "yugi" does not exsist. But if I look up or type in "yuugi" it finds it. It's just according to the North American dubs that Yuugi is spelled 'Yugi'
To ACIDFLOWER: Thanks ^_^
To Death's Little Angel: Thanks ^_^
To miss.understood: lol ^_^ I'm glad you enjoyed the story ^_^
To IYYASHI: O.O;; Dun annoy me either~! I will update, i promise! ^^;;
Six Weeks
Chapter 2 – Confessions of the Dark
~*~*~*~Day 8~*~*~*~
Yami awoke. He turned to see if his aibou was still there.
He wasn’t.
//Aibou?//
/Bathroom.../
Yami jumped out of bed, fearing what he might see. Running to the bathroom, he prayed that he wouldn’t have to see Yuugi kneeling next to the toilet, ridding his body of what it needed to survive. He came to a halt when he saw a very skinny and a very naked Yuugi staring into the mirror, almost in a daze. His violet eyes clouded over and he was standing perfectly still.
“Yami...” Yuugi’s eyes closed, noticing the other’s presence. “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I be strong?”
Yami’s crimson eye’s softened and anger at himself rattled his bones. He could have kicked himself for believing Yuugi would have done what he thought. He moved over to his aibou and wrapped his arms around him from behind. “Nothing is wrong, you’re perfect.” He watched Yuugi started to cry through the mirror. He gently placed a hand over Yuugi’s heart. “If there’s anything that you want to talk about, come to me.”
Yuugi nodded and placed his hand over Yami’s and opened his eyes so they saw each other through the mirror. “Just give me more time. There’s so much...”
~*~*~*~DAY 10~*~*~*~
Two days later and the situation grew better. After meals, Yuugi would lay in Yami’s arms on the couch, silent, and would watch movies on the television, just basking in the companionship they shared. After lunch that day, the routine started out as normal, until Yuugi started up the conversation that broke their usual silence. “Yami... you’ll never leave me, right?”
The spirit looked down at Yuugi and nodded, knowing he would need the reassurance in order to start talking to him. “Never.”
Yuugi’s eyes darted away from Yami’s. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped.
“Aibou?” Yuugi’s arms tightened around his body and he felt him shaking.
“I’ve hidden so much from you. I locked you out everyday. I brought this on myself.”
Yami began to brush the tears away. “Shh... you didn’t do anything wrong. Doing what you think is best can never be truly wrong. Just tell me what has happened.”
Yuugi nodded. “A while ago, I met a couple of people at school. Their names are Kako, Aki and Saoru. We just started talking and they invited me to a club...” he broke off, and his face wrinkled, trying not to let his emotions stop him.
Yami held him closer and placed a soft kiss on top of his head. “It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything you’re not ready for.”
“Thank you, mou hitori no boku.”
They stayed that way until dinner had to be made.
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Slightly worried about Yuugi’s lengthy bathroom trip, Yami went to investigate. He stood outside and listened for sounds. Not hearing any, he peaked through the crack and saw Yuugi on the ground, holding his stomach. Tears fell from his tightly closed eyes.
“Yuugi! What’s happening?”
“My stomach... it...” Yuugi began to tear. “I don’t want to throw up again...”
The spirit bit his lip. Yuugi would be hurting himself either way. Trying to find another option, he knelt next to his weeping aibou and pulled him into his arms. Yami kept talking to him, attempting to take his hikari’s mind off of what his body was telling him to do.
Yuugi eventually quieted down and began to pull back from Yami. “I’m fine now.”
“Aibou...”
“Really... I just need to sleep.” Yuugi stood on his shaking legs.
The spirit followed and wrapped an arm around Yuugi to help him walk. What he didn’t suspect was Yuugi pulling away from him.
“I hate it...”
“Yuugi...?”
“I hate being so weak!” he cried. “I hate it!” Yuugi ran to their room and slammed the door.
‘What was that?’
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Yuugi stood against his door. ‘Why am I so helpless?!” He felt so pathetic and small when he was about to give in to his body again. ‘But Yami was there to rescue me as always.’
/Why?/
//What ‘what,’ aibou?// Yami answered.
/Why do you keep protecting me? I’m so weak.../
//Don’t you ever say that!// the spirit yelled within their minds. //Yuugi, you are so brave, I don’t even know where to begin.//
Yuugi heard a soft knock at the door. “Not tonight, Yami. I want to be alone.”
“As you wish. I’ll in my room.”
/Thank you, Yami./
Yuugi heard Yami’s receding footsteps and fell face first into bed after removing the puzzle, not having the ngthngth to change for the night.
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When Yuugi’s link cut off, Yami noticed the dependence Yuugi had with him. It wasn’t bad, just too depending and Yami heard it in that last thought. But for now all he could do was stay by Yuugi’s side and help him get through this.
After that... it’ll be dealt with then.
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Yuugi felt bad for closing off his connection, but he decided he needed to figure out things without Yami overhearing.
‘I was so close, but I couldn’t tell him. It was too painful, too embarrassing. I didn’t even fight back!’ Yuugi had barely acknowledged that it happened, preferring to forge... ...
~*~*~*~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~
Yuugi followed Kako and Aki to a small club. They’d been there many times, but this was the first time he was lead into the ‘private’ room. He had never been in there before and was never told what happens within the room.
“Yuugi, come here a second,” Kako beckoned.
Timidly making his way through the darkenoom,oom, he smelt an odd smell in the air. “What are we doing here, Kako?”
The taller boy turned and grabbed Yuugi by his shoulders. “Not ‘we,’ ‘you.’”
Yuugi was pushed into the dark and was captured by another pair of arms. “He’s cute, Kako, where did you find him?”
The holder of the Millennium Puzzle felt his stomach drop. ‘No, it’s impossible, right? Kako and Aki would never do this, would they?’
“Just some high school kid. I don’t know how you think he’s cute, however. Looks like an ugly, shrimp to me.”
The owner of the voice began to peel Yuugi’s jacket off. “It’s going to be a shame to mess up his cute face.”
He quickly felt himself pinned against the wall he had not known was there. “Kako! Aki! Help!”
But his pleas had no effect.
“How much do you want, Kako?”
“Nothing. Right now, I expect you to teach him his role.”
“Good.”
The voice was uncomfortably close. “No... no!” He saw the figured of Kako and Aki outlined by the light of the club as they left the room. He was alone... And as he had preferred, the puzzle was not with him. He couldn’t believe it. He watched the figure that held him against the wall closely, trying to make out any details. After getting nothing except a shadowy outline of a man’s face, he closed his eyes and sagged to the floor.
He gave up.
~*~*~*~END OF FLASHBACK~*~*~*~
Yuugi let his tears fall into his pillow. The day after the... incident... Yuugi found Kako, Aki and Saoru waiting for him before school. They had threatened Yuugi with his grandfather’s death. That was wh wen went back...
Every night for the past three months...
~*~*~*~DAY 11~*~*~*~
Despite his claims to have been in his room sleeping, Yami had wandered back to Yuugi’s door. He sat next to it and fell asleep leaning against the wall. Once morning had come, he stood when he heard noises coming from Yuugi’s room. //Yuugi?//
/I’ll be out in a second./
‘Good, Yuugi put the puzzle back on.’ A couple minutes later, Yuugi emerged from his room, fully clothed.
“Morning, Yami.”
“Good morning. You hungry?”
Yuugi nodded.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah...”
Yami sighed and they both went to the kitchen. He knew Yuugi would say no more until he was ready.
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“Yami?”
The spirit pressed the pause button on their game of Mario Karts. “Yes?”
“I think I can talk a bit more...”
They both put their controller on the floor and Yuugi moved a bit closer to have Yami hold him. “You know I’ll never go away.”
Yuugi nodded and lay even deeper in Yami’s arms. “When I met them, they were nice and eventually we started hanging out more and more often... but I didn’t realize that I was spending less time with you and everyone else... I couldn’t see it.
“So, I would go with them to this one club. We went there very often, but one time...” Yuugi broke off, not knowing if he had the strength to say it. “There’s this room in the back where people paid to” he paused, fighting the memory that was being dragged in with the word “sex. It wasn’t really even that. I don’t know what to call it. But every time I was in the room—”
“What?!”
Yuugi backed away from Yami’s warm arms. “Yami—”
Realizing his mistake, Yami calmed his anger and took Yuugi back in his arms. “Sorry, aibou, my anger is not directed at you. Just at those three you named...” His eyes narrowed, but kept silent.
“I don’t want them to come here. They might hurt you or Grandpa.”
“You don’t have to worry about me and your grandpa isn’t here. How long has this been going on?” the spirit asked gently.
“Three months...”
Yami widened his eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me, aibou? I would’ve stopped this. This never would have happened.” He pulled Yuugi even closer.
“They said they’d hurt Grandpa and everyone else if I told.” Yuugi’s voice crumbled. “I don’t want to go back. It hurts so much.”
Yami’s eyes closed, as if he, too, felt the pain Yuuas eas experiencing. All of this happened and he didn’t know. “Yuugi, I have one more question.”
Yuugi nodded.
“Why did you start forcing yourself to throw up?”
“I wanted to... end everything. It sometimes felt like it was a chore just to breathe. And... When I would go back... It just hurt even worse. I tried to... cut myself, but I didn’t have the courage. I had the knife in my hand, but I couldn’t do it!”
Yami felt his soul had been ripped out. ‘Aibou was going to kill himself... and I, who am supposed to protect him, wouldn’t know until it was too late.’ “Damn!”
“Y-Yami?”
He started to wipe his aibou’s tears away. “This never should have happened! I should’ve done something! I could’ve...” Yami paused. //So, much like me... Trying to find a way out...//
/Yami?/
The spirit looked away, not meaning for that to slip. “It’s nothing.”
“Yami...”
The spirit shook his head and sighed. “Do you think I had a happy childhood?”
Yuugi nodded. “You were the Pharaoh.”
Yami’s head bowed. “I never lived long enough to become Pharaoh.”
“W-what happened? Did someone kill you? Or was it an illness?”
“Someone killed me.” Yami couldn’t look at Yuugi. Some example he was. Telling Yuugi not to kill himself when he had.
“Do you remember who killed you?”
“Yes.”
“Who?”
“I did.”
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“You... you committed suicide? But why?” Yuugi was completely shocked with this information. “People would have killed to have been in your shoes.”
“Yuugi, I was not happy alone. I had no one to turn to. It was my only out of misery. One day I had enough with everything and slit my wrists and then pierced my heart.” He placed a hand over the spot. “My mother cast a spell so I would live inside the puzzle.”
Yuugi never would have guess Yami would have done something like that. “Hypocrite.”
“What?”
“You were allowed to end your pain, but you refuse to let me.”
“I had no one to turn to. I was alone. You could have told me, aibou. You could have told Jounouchi-kun or Jii-chan. That’s why I refused to let you continue.” Yami sighed. “Now you know. That was the last thing I’ve held from you. You know everything I know, aibou.” Yami pause. “I made a wish before I died. I wish to find happiness... and I did...”
Not being able to take much more of the emotions their conversation was pulling up, Yami stood and left.
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Yami awoke from his sleep. He had practically relived everything as he told Yuugi and he was exhausted mentally. He got out of his bed and sniffed the air. “Food?”
//Yuugi, are you cooking?//
/About time. It’s dinner./
Yami wandered downstairs and found his aibou in a yellow apron, standing in front of two pans. “What is that?”
Yuugi pointed to the bigger pot and said, “Noodles and” pointed to the smaller one “sauce.” He turned the burners off and folded up his apron. “Yami, I’m really sorry about... what happened. I shouldn’t have pressed you. But... now I know why you must have been hurt when I wouldn’t tell you what was wrong. I will try not to hide things from you. But... I’m glad you found happiness.”
The spirit diverted his eyes from Yuugi’s gaze. “Thank you, mou hitori no ore.”
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Yuugi tried to settle down to bed and closed his eyes. He turned over a couple times, trying to get comfortable. But... there was something missing... someone missing...
Yuugi gathered the comforter and wrapped it around his slim body. He went to the room next to his anocknocked softly on the door. He didn’t want to wake Yami if he was asleep.
“Yuugi?”
“Can I come in?” he asked hesitantly.
“Of course.”
Yuugi smiled a bit and opened the door.
“What’s wrong, aibou?”
“I-I couldn’t sleep... and I was wondering... if I could sleep in here with you.” Yuugi’s cheeks flushed and looked downwards.
But Yami just smiled and scooted to one side of the bed.
Yuugi heard Yami’s shuffling and looked up. He grinned and slid next to Yami. The elder one pressed up against him and draped a tan arm around him.
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Yami buried his face in Yuugi’s neck. It was a simple display of their close friendship, but it meant so much more for Yami. He’d stopped resisting his feelings for Yuugi and being this close was heaven for him.
He felt Yuugi turn around and lift his violet eyes to meet his. Then the smaller one lifted his head up and pressed his lips against the spirit’s neck. Yami felt his heart race. He knew he shouldn’t let this continue, but common sense told him quite simply that since Yuugi had started it, it would be okay. That it was what they both wanted.
~*~*~*~TSUDZUKU~*~*~*~
Y-n-Y: Yes, what you think happened is supposed to be implied ^^;; I hope you liked the chappie ^_^
Callisto: Thanks, I'm glad you like it ^_^
To DracOnyx: Thanks ^.^
To Fuzzy Button: Wow! Thanks for being my first real critic! Believe me, I do believe your review is constuctive and I'm not going to delete this story or your review. But if you perhaps did come back to see the second chapter, I'd like to defend myself on some points. "That sickness is not something you such even consider to write about, it's not fun and not a good subject to people who had that sickness or something like that." I hate to say this, but there *are* other fics like this out there, and just like if you don't like reading a lemon, if you don't like the content, don't read it. This sickness is a real thing and many published authors write fiction on this subject all the time. "I blow your "talent" away..." Well, I wouldn't know because I read a lot and many author names slip through my memory ^^;; "The sadest part is you're like 16,17 right? I rest my case...." What does that have to do with anything? Do you mean that just because someone is older that makes them automatically better at writing than someone younger? Not true. I know many freshmens who write as if their story is *real,* makes you believe what they think of is not some made up fiction. And to let you know, the truth did not hurt, it is merely the truth. This is my first attempt at trying to get good writting skills, but your point about the fact i'm writting about an eating disorder did bug me because that seems to be a matter of opinion not fact. But thank you very much. I knew I wasn't as good as many other fanfiction authors, I never claimed I was. I enjoy writing and that's that. Read or don't read. End of story. 36 people have reviewed on FF.net, I don't know if that says much to you, but it does say that 36 people plus whoever reviewed here enjoyed my story. And that's all I need.
To ShadowDove: You'll find out why in this chapter :: nod nod ::
To PocketDragon: Um, actually Yuugi's name does have two 'u's. The kanji (japanese characters) for Yuugi's name are broken down into hiragana (I don't reallow how how to describe hiragana, they are like symbols taht tell you how to pronounciate) yu-u-gi... in japanese (according to both my dictionary and my japanese word processor) the word "yugi" does not exsist. But if I look up or type in "yuugi" it finds it. It's just according to the North American dubs that Yuugi is spelled 'Yugi'
To ACIDFLOWER: Thanks ^_^
To Death's Little Angel: Thanks ^_^
To miss.understood: lol ^_^ I'm glad you enjoyed the story ^_^
To IYYASHI: O.O;; Dun annoy me either~! I will update, i promise! ^^;;
Six Weeks
Chapter 2 – Confessions of the Dark
~*~*~*~Day 8~*~*~*~
Yami awoke. He turned to see if his aibou was still there.
He wasn’t.
//Aibou?//
/Bathroom.../
Yami jumped out of bed, fearing what he might see. Running to the bathroom, he prayed that he wouldn’t have to see Yuugi kneeling next to the toilet, ridding his body of what it needed to survive. He came to a halt when he saw a very skinny and a very naked Yuugi staring into the mirror, almost in a daze. His violet eyes clouded over and he was standing perfectly still.
“Yami...” Yuugi’s eyes closed, noticing the other’s presence. “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I be strong?”
Yami’s crimson eye’s softened and anger at himself rattled his bones. He could have kicked himself for believing Yuugi would have done what he thought. He moved over to his aibou and wrapped his arms around him from behind. “Nothing is wrong, you’re perfect.” He watched Yuugi started to cry through the mirror. He gently placed a hand over Yuugi’s heart. “If there’s anything that you want to talk about, come to me.”
Yuugi nodded and placed his hand over Yami’s and opened his eyes so they saw each other through the mirror. “Just give me more time. There’s so much...”
~*~*~*~DAY 10~*~*~*~
Two days later and the situation grew better. After meals, Yuugi would lay in Yami’s arms on the couch, silent, and would watch movies on the television, just basking in the companionship they shared. After lunch that day, the routine started out as normal, until Yuugi started up the conversation that broke their usual silence. “Yami... you’ll never leave me, right?”
The spirit looked down at Yuugi and nodded, knowing he would need the reassurance in order to start talking to him. “Never.”
Yuugi’s eyes darted away from Yami’s. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped.
“Aibou?” Yuugi’s arms tightened around his body and he felt him shaking.
“I’ve hidden so much from you. I locked you out everyday. I brought this on myself.”
Yami began to brush the tears away. “Shh... you didn’t do anything wrong. Doing what you think is best can never be truly wrong. Just tell me what has happened.”
Yuugi nodded. “A while ago, I met a couple of people at school. Their names are Kako, Aki and Saoru. We just started talking and they invited me to a club...” he broke off, and his face wrinkled, trying not to let his emotions stop him.
Yami held him closer and placed a soft kiss on top of his head. “It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything you’re not ready for.”
“Thank you, mou hitori no boku.”
They stayed that way until dinner had to be made.
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Slightly worried about Yuugi’s lengthy bathroom trip, Yami went to investigate. He stood outside and listened for sounds. Not hearing any, he peaked through the crack and saw Yuugi on the ground, holding his stomach. Tears fell from his tightly closed eyes.
“Yuugi! What’s happening?”
“My stomach... it...” Yuugi began to tear. “I don’t want to throw up again...”
The spirit bit his lip. Yuugi would be hurting himself either way. Trying to find another option, he knelt next to his weeping aibou and pulled him into his arms. Yami kept talking to him, attempting to take his hikari’s mind off of what his body was telling him to do.
Yuugi eventually quieted down and began to pull back from Yami. “I’m fine now.”
“Aibou...”
“Really... I just need to sleep.” Yuugi stood on his shaking legs.
The spirit followed and wrapped an arm around Yuugi to help him walk. What he didn’t suspect was Yuugi pulling away from him.
“I hate it...”
“Yuugi...?”
“I hate being so weak!” he cried. “I hate it!” Yuugi ran to their room and slammed the door.
‘What was that?’
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Yuugi stood against his door. ‘Why am I so helpless?!” He felt so pathetic and small when he was about to give in to his body again. ‘But Yami was there to rescue me as always.’
/Why?/
//What ‘what,’ aibou?// Yami answered.
/Why do you keep protecting me? I’m so weak.../
//Don’t you ever say that!// the spirit yelled within their minds. //Yuugi, you are so brave, I don’t even know where to begin.//
Yuugi heard a soft knock at the door. “Not tonight, Yami. I want to be alone.”
“As you wish. I’ll in my room.”
/Thank you, Yami./
Yuugi heard Yami’s receding footsteps and fell face first into bed after removing the puzzle, not having the ngthngth to change for the night.
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When Yuugi’s link cut off, Yami noticed the dependence Yuugi had with him. It wasn’t bad, just too depending and Yami heard it in that last thought. But for now all he could do was stay by Yuugi’s side and help him get through this.
After that... it’ll be dealt with then.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yuugi felt bad for closing off his connection, but he decided he needed to figure out things without Yami overhearing.
‘I was so close, but I couldn’t tell him. It was too painful, too embarrassing. I didn’t even fight back!’ Yuugi had barely acknowledged that it happened, preferring to forge... ...
~*~*~*~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~
Yuugi followed Kako and Aki to a small club. They’d been there many times, but this was the first time he was lead into the ‘private’ room. He had never been in there before and was never told what happens within the room.
“Yuugi, come here a second,” Kako beckoned.
Timidly making his way through the darkenoom,oom, he smelt an odd smell in the air. “What are we doing here, Kako?”
The taller boy turned and grabbed Yuugi by his shoulders. “Not ‘we,’ ‘you.’”
Yuugi was pushed into the dark and was captured by another pair of arms. “He’s cute, Kako, where did you find him?”
The holder of the Millennium Puzzle felt his stomach drop. ‘No, it’s impossible, right? Kako and Aki would never do this, would they?’
“Just some high school kid. I don’t know how you think he’s cute, however. Looks like an ugly, shrimp to me.”
The owner of the voice began to peel Yuugi’s jacket off. “It’s going to be a shame to mess up his cute face.”
He quickly felt himself pinned against the wall he had not known was there. “Kako! Aki! Help!”
But his pleas had no effect.
“How much do you want, Kako?”
“Nothing. Right now, I expect you to teach him his role.”
“Good.”
The voice was uncomfortably close. “No... no!” He saw the figured of Kako and Aki outlined by the light of the club as they left the room. He was alone... And as he had preferred, the puzzle was not with him. He couldn’t believe it. He watched the figure that held him against the wall closely, trying to make out any details. After getting nothing except a shadowy outline of a man’s face, he closed his eyes and sagged to the floor.
He gave up.
~*~*~*~END OF FLASHBACK~*~*~*~
Yuugi let his tears fall into his pillow. The day after the... incident... Yuugi found Kako, Aki and Saoru waiting for him before school. They had threatened Yuugi with his grandfather’s death. That was wh wen went back...
Every night for the past three months...
~*~*~*~DAY 11~*~*~*~
Despite his claims to have been in his room sleeping, Yami had wandered back to Yuugi’s door. He sat next to it and fell asleep leaning against the wall. Once morning had come, he stood when he heard noises coming from Yuugi’s room. //Yuugi?//
/I’ll be out in a second./
‘Good, Yuugi put the puzzle back on.’ A couple minutes later, Yuugi emerged from his room, fully clothed.
“Morning, Yami.”
“Good morning. You hungry?”
Yuugi nodded.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah...”
Yami sighed and they both went to the kitchen. He knew Yuugi would say no more until he was ready.
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“Yami?”
The spirit pressed the pause button on their game of Mario Karts. “Yes?”
“I think I can talk a bit more...”
They both put their controller on the floor and Yuugi moved a bit closer to have Yami hold him. “You know I’ll never go away.”
Yuugi nodded and lay even deeper in Yami’s arms. “When I met them, they were nice and eventually we started hanging out more and more often... but I didn’t realize that I was spending less time with you and everyone else... I couldn’t see it.
“So, I would go with them to this one club. We went there very often, but one time...” Yuugi broke off, not knowing if he had the strength to say it. “There’s this room in the back where people paid to” he paused, fighting the memory that was being dragged in with the word “sex. It wasn’t really even that. I don’t know what to call it. But every time I was in the room—”
“What?!”
Yuugi backed away from Yami’s warm arms. “Yami—”
Realizing his mistake, Yami calmed his anger and took Yuugi back in his arms. “Sorry, aibou, my anger is not directed at you. Just at those three you named...” His eyes narrowed, but kept silent.
“I don’t want them to come here. They might hurt you or Grandpa.”
“You don’t have to worry about me and your grandpa isn’t here. How long has this been going on?” the spirit asked gently.
“Three months...”
Yami widened his eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me, aibou? I would’ve stopped this. This never would have happened.” He pulled Yuugi even closer.
“They said they’d hurt Grandpa and everyone else if I told.” Yuugi’s voice crumbled. “I don’t want to go back. It hurts so much.”
Yami’s eyes closed, as if he, too, felt the pain Yuuas eas experiencing. All of this happened and he didn’t know. “Yuugi, I have one more question.”
Yuugi nodded.
“Why did you start forcing yourself to throw up?”
“I wanted to... end everything. It sometimes felt like it was a chore just to breathe. And... When I would go back... It just hurt even worse. I tried to... cut myself, but I didn’t have the courage. I had the knife in my hand, but I couldn’t do it!”
Yami felt his soul had been ripped out. ‘Aibou was going to kill himself... and I, who am supposed to protect him, wouldn’t know until it was too late.’ “Damn!”
“Y-Yami?”
He started to wipe his aibou’s tears away. “This never should have happened! I should’ve done something! I could’ve...” Yami paused. //So, much like me... Trying to find a way out...//
/Yami?/
The spirit looked away, not meaning for that to slip. “It’s nothing.”
“Yami...”
The spirit shook his head and sighed. “Do you think I had a happy childhood?”
Yuugi nodded. “You were the Pharaoh.”
Yami’s head bowed. “I never lived long enough to become Pharaoh.”
“W-what happened? Did someone kill you? Or was it an illness?”
“Someone killed me.” Yami couldn’t look at Yuugi. Some example he was. Telling Yuugi not to kill himself when he had.
“Do you remember who killed you?”
“Yes.”
“Who?”
“I did.”
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“You... you committed suicide? But why?” Yuugi was completely shocked with this information. “People would have killed to have been in your shoes.”
“Yuugi, I was not happy alone. I had no one to turn to. It was my only out of misery. One day I had enough with everything and slit my wrists and then pierced my heart.” He placed a hand over the spot. “My mother cast a spell so I would live inside the puzzle.”
Yuugi never would have guess Yami would have done something like that. “Hypocrite.”
“What?”
“You were allowed to end your pain, but you refuse to let me.”
“I had no one to turn to. I was alone. You could have told me, aibou. You could have told Jounouchi-kun or Jii-chan. That’s why I refused to let you continue.” Yami sighed. “Now you know. That was the last thing I’ve held from you. You know everything I know, aibou.” Yami pause. “I made a wish before I died. I wish to find happiness... and I did...”
Not being able to take much more of the emotions their conversation was pulling up, Yami stood and left.
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Yami awoke from his sleep. He had practically relived everything as he told Yuugi and he was exhausted mentally. He got out of his bed and sniffed the air. “Food?”
//Yuugi, are you cooking?//
/About time. It’s dinner./
Yami wandered downstairs and found his aibou in a yellow apron, standing in front of two pans. “What is that?”
Yuugi pointed to the bigger pot and said, “Noodles and” pointed to the smaller one “sauce.” He turned the burners off and folded up his apron. “Yami, I’m really sorry about... what happened. I shouldn’t have pressed you. But... now I know why you must have been hurt when I wouldn’t tell you what was wrong. I will try not to hide things from you. But... I’m glad you found happiness.”
The spirit diverted his eyes from Yuugi’s gaze. “Thank you, mou hitori no ore.”
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Yuugi tried to settle down to bed and closed his eyes. He turned over a couple times, trying to get comfortable. But... there was something missing... someone missing...
Yuugi gathered the comforter and wrapped it around his slim body. He went to the room next to his anocknocked softly on the door. He didn’t want to wake Yami if he was asleep.
“Yuugi?”
“Can I come in?” he asked hesitantly.
“Of course.”
Yuugi smiled a bit and opened the door.
“What’s wrong, aibou?”
“I-I couldn’t sleep... and I was wondering... if I could sleep in here with you.” Yuugi’s cheeks flushed and looked downwards.
But Yami just smiled and scooted to one side of the bed.
Yuugi heard Yami’s shuffling and looked up. He grinned and slid next to Yami. The elder one pressed up against him and draped a tan arm around him.
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Yami buried his face in Yuugi’s neck. It was a simple display of their close friendship, but it meant so much more for Yami. He’d stopped resisting his feelings for Yuugi and being this close was heaven for him.
He felt Yuugi turn around and lift his violet eyes to meet his. Then the smaller one lifted his head up and pressed his lips against the spirit’s neck. Yami felt his heart race. He knew he shouldn’t let this continue, but common sense told him quite simply that since Yuugi had started it, it would be okay. That it was what they both wanted.
~*~*~*~TSUDZUKU~*~*~*~
Y-n-Y: Yes, what you think happened is supposed to be implied ^^;; I hope you liked the chappie ^_^