The Shape Of My Heart

It’s nearly been a week since Yugi had broken down crying




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Chapter Four: Confession

 

 

It’s nearly been a week since Yugi had broken down crying. I
still don’t know why and he wouldn’t tell me, but I have a clue to the reason.
Although there is no evidnce, yet. Anyway, he’s still behaving kind of strange,
still keeping distance from me but smiling none the less. I’m still worried,
but there is nothing I can do about it at the moment.

 

 

I sighed as I noticed that huge, dark clouds started to
cover the sun. It was going to rain very soon. Luckily I didn’t have to go out
today or I would be totally soaked again. Last time wasn’t that pleasant,
albeit I was rewarded with the cutest sight ever when I stepped into the house.

 

 

I smiled at the thought as I stood up from my position
behind the counter in the shop. It was nearly time to close and so I decided to
start cleaning up as I didn’t expect any costumers anymore. But just as I went
into the storage to get a broom, the small bells over the door chimed,
signaling the arrival of somebody. I turned around and put up a friendly smile
as Sugoroku always told me to do but immediately dropped it when I saw who it
was.

 

 

“Hi, Yami,” Anzu said in her false, sweet voice.

 

 

Yugi chose exactly that moment to come down the stairs, the
door leading into the house wide open. I cursed mentally as for now I had to be
friendly to Anzu.

 

 

“Hi,” I answered, smiling at her.

 

 

She instantly rushed over to me and hugged me tightly,
knowing Yugi would see us as she definitely had heard him coming downstairs.

 

 

I swore as I hugged her back shooting a glance at my Hikari
standing at the bottom of the stairs. I could clearly make out a hurt
expression in his eyes as he turned away and walked into the kitchen.

 

 

I immediately shoved Anzu away from me, causing her to
grunt.

 

 

“What was that for,” she hissed in my direction, her voice
low.

 

 

“What do you want? I thought we were going out tomorrow, not
today. And besides, you didn’t want to come over here. That was part of the
deal.”

 

 

She answered, a mischievous grin tugging at the corners of
her mouth: “Hm, I changed my mind on that. Not OK with you? Your problem. If
you want to make people believe we are a couple you should act a lot more
friendlier, you know? Shoving me away was a big mistake, Yami, and you are
going to regret it. I swear you are going to pray that you wouldn’t have done
that.”

 

 

Before I could answer, our lips were locked in a bruising
kiss. I didn’t respond at first but when I felt her nails digging into my
forearm, feeling my blood slowly running down, I knew Yugi had to be there and
it was all for show. I responded weakly
and she eventually let go of me, both of as needing to breathe.

 

 

 

“Hi, Yugi,” she said and smiling towards me added: “We’ll
see each other tomorrow then. Come pick me up?”

 

 

I barely nodded, covering my injured arm as she walked out
the door, the bells chiming merrily, a stark contrast to my state of mind.

 

 

I slowly looked to my left to see Yugi standing in the
doorframe, very pale. He hastily looked to the ground when I turned and turned
as well, running to the kitchen.

 

 

I decided to go to the bathroom first and get the wound
bandaged and also to wear something longsleeved so Yugi would not see it. He
would be worried about it. Or not, I thought, remembering the expression he
wore. As I came down again he was preparing dinner, his back facing towards me,
his shoulders slumped.

 

 

“Hey,” I tried to sound as normal as possible after what had
just happened.

 

 

“Hey,” he said, smiling over his shoulder, but his eyes were
betraying him.

 

 

“I just thought I’d do rice with some vegetables and a nice
sauce. Want to lend me a hand?”

His behavior shocked me, I thought he would say something.
But he seemingly wanted to avoid that issue completely.

 

 

“Yugi, you…”

 

 

I wasn’t able to finish my sentence when he cut in.

 

 

“Don’t, Yami, please. I don’t want to talk about it. It’s
none of my business anyway, I just walked in on the two of you. That’s it.”

 

 

His lightly shaking voice and shivering body betrayed him
yet again.

 

 

“But…”

 

 

“No ‘but’! I don’t want to hear anything about it!”
he sreamed, tears hanging in the corners of his eyes.

 

 

“Why can’t you just the fuck drop it and leave me alone?!”

 

 

He rushed by me and out of the back door. I stood there
frozen to the spot. I had never seen him like this before nor heard him scream
or curse. Not in all the years I have known him.

 

 

I was jerked out of my reverie when I heard the door
slamming repeatedly. There was a storm out there, not only the simple rain I
had expected to come. I instantly leaped out of the door, wanting nothing more
than to find him. Quickly. Really quickly.

I rushed through the streets aimlessly, all the time looking
for a sign where he could be, a glimpse of him. I had nearly given up the hope
of finding him when I ran through a park, panting heavily. There he was,
kneeling in the dirt and hard sobbs shaking his small form. I slowly walked up
behind him, not wanting to startle him I almost whispered.

 

 

“Yugi?”

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“Go away!!!” he screeched, not even looking up.

 

 

“Go away and leave me alone!!”

 

 

“No,” I stated, walking up in front of him and kneeling down
as well.

 

 

The rain was pouring down on both of us, but he was totally
soaked, his tri-coloured hair clinging to his face and neck. His cheeks were
flushed from the cold and his eyes red from crying. I didn’t expect his next
movements and was extremely caught of guard as he leaped to his feet. I
followed suit out of shock.

 

 

“I said leave me alone! I don’t want you to be near me!” he
screamed again.

 

 

“Yugi, please listen to me.”

 

 

“No, I don’t want to hear anything about it! Just go away!”

 

 

“No, Yugi,” I said again. “I’m not going to leave you
alone.”

 

 

“Why would you care whether I’m alone or not?! It doesn’t
matter to you anyway, so there would not be a problem with you leaving!” he
shouted, fists clenching and unclenching at his sides. He was furious, blind
with rage and didn’t have a clue were it came from.

 

 

“Yes there would and we both know it. Yugi please tell me,
tell why you are so upset. I’ve never seen you like this before and I’m so
worried about you.”

 

 

“Feh, none of your business,” he spit out, looking into my
eyes. “Why would you worry about me. You got someone else to worry about now.”

 

 

My eyes widened a bit at that, looking at the evident agony
in his eyes. I took a step closer to him, closing the physical gap between us
at least a bit.

 

 

“Of course I worry about you, Yugi. You are my friend, I
would always worry about you, no matter what. Now please tell me ,” I pleaded,
eyes still locked.

 

 

He averted his gaze to the ground and fell to his knees
again.

 

 

“Friends,” he whispered barely audible. “A friend, that’s
all I am to you.”

 

 

My eyes widened again as realization dawned on me.

 

 

“Then what am I to you,” I asked, kneeling again, too, and
taking one of his hands in mine.

The sobbs that had nearly subsided during his shouting came
back full force. He clutched my hand tightly into both of his as he whisp
so
something I couldn’t understand.

 

 

“I didn’t hear you, say that again please,” I asked ever so
softly, no wanting to get him more upset again.

 

 

He whisperd again, but this time a bit louder and he lifted
his head to lock our gaze.

 

 

“I love you.”

 

 

 

 

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