Yume *COMPLETED!!*

Forget me not, I ask of you
Wherever your life takes you to
And if we ever meet again
Think of me every now and then
Forget me not, I ask of you...

--- Lucie Silvas, Forget Me Not

The room is silent save for all the machines my conscious body now depends on. Part of me wants to never fall asleep (even though that's impossible because I'm exhausted right now), and another part of me wants it all to end. 'Ra, but I'm so confused... Sleeeeeepyyyyy...' I feel my eyelids droop. Why is it I'm always tired? Jii-chan knows how sleepy I get now... Bad thought.

A wave of hurt and betrayal crashes down on me. Even though Jii-chan said it was simply because he felt I shouldn't 'suffer' anymore, I couldn't help but feel a little hurt. He seemed so... weird all of a sudden. It wasn't like him to just throw in the towel and not try and fight fate. In fact, he's where I got it from! So why would he do this!?

That question will go unanswered for the time being, because I'm falling asleep... ((yawns Great, now I'M tired!))

"Did he fall asleep again, my Pharaoh?"

I opened my eyes, and was met with a harsh blast of sunlight. One word. "Ow..." I moaned, and rolled over, only to fall right onto the floor. That was even more painful, but also cold, which woke me up. I hate mornings like that. "Jii-chan?" I called, still unaware of what had happened.

A sigh comes from somewhere near him.

"Yes. We shall wait for him to awaken. He is becoming more solid now. Seth, please send a slave to fetch some clothes for the boy. Ones that will fit." A deep, velvety baritone fills his ears. It's familiar...

A snort of laughter from nearby that is also vaguely familiar.

"The only clothes that will fit him would be yours, Sunlight Of The Sky. And even then, they would be a little big..."

A chuckle comes from the previous baritone. The scent of sandalwood incense and cinnamon fills his nose.

"Yes, I am aware how small he is. But he is the one the Gods told me to treat with care. He is the Last One coming here. There will be no others. As you can see, the entrance is now completely sealed off... Ah, back to the matter at hand. If only my clothing will fit him, then bring them here, and I will dress him. Go fetch them now, please."

A chuckle comes from the other voice.

"Yes, my Morning Sun."

No reply.

I frowned a little, which looked like the beginnings of a pout to anyone else watching, and tilted my head, wondering where he could be. The sound of a door opening behind me makes my head whip around to see someone very familiar walking towards me, carrying clothes. And I think my heart nearly stopped as I remembered I shouldn't be seeing that person.

I blinked a few times as he stopped, seeing me on the floor, one eyebrow raised in question. I looked away, feeling the pain throb in my heart once more at the sight of those too beautiful crimson eyes, the prickle in my wrist from before magnified tenfold.

"Little One, what are you doing on the floor?"

The rich, deep voice I'd been longing to hear for years came to me, breaking my heart into so many little pieces, shattering it beyond recognition. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Who am I?"

I asked this question very quietly, just loud enough for my former other to hear me. I kept my eyes closed listening for the answer. There was silence for a long while.

"You are the Last One to enter the Afterlife, Little One. I am sorry if you have no memory of your past life."

That did it. That shattered my heart. I held back tears behind my closed eyelids, and tried gulping as much air as possible as it became harder to breathe. This pharaoh didn't know me. He didn't remember us. The correct answer would have been much faster and it would have been the following;

"You are my aibou, my partner, hikari. Akhu. My Light."

I bowed my head so that he wouldn't see as the tears forced themselves out of my eyes. Unfortunately, he noticed when the moisture dropped to the floor (which, I must add, is SOLID GOLD!!! OMFG!!) Immediately there were strong arms pulling me to a warm body, and a comforting crooning voice wormed it's way into my ears and filling my mind with so many painful memories...

"What is wrong, Little One?"

That only made it worse. Yami(Atemu) had called me that. I was sobbing hard by now, and, to my mind's horror, turned in this Pharaoh's arms and buried my face in his chest.

'So like Yami (ATEMU!!) ... Gods, I wish he were here right now...'

Eventually, I'd cried myself out, and stayed there, trembling in the Pharaoh's arms, suppressing the dry sobs, gasping in shaky little breaths, my face still hidden in his comforting warmth.

MEANWHILE:

Atemu didn't know why he did it. He didn't know why it mattered to him if this boy cried. But the sight of him, so lonely, crying as though his world had fallen apart... it made him want to hold the boy close and ease away all of the troubles that could possibly harm him. He swept the boy into an embrace, asking him what was wrong, but to his absolute horror, these words seemed to make it worse. The boy turned to him, sobbing into his chest as Atemu's arms wrapped themselves around the boy, gently rocking him back and forth, murmuring soothing nonsense over and over again until the sounds all but faded away. The boy made no motion to move, and Atemu made no move to make him do so, liking the feel of the smaller boy in his arms. But eventually, there were things that needed to be done.

"Little One, there is a bath waiting for you... We must hurry before it has lost all of it's warmth." he said gently.

The boy in his arms glanced up at him, large amethyst eyes darkened with sorrow, nodding. "Wakarimasu."

Atemu rose a brow at the familiar word, though he had no idea what it meant.

"Pardon?" He asked quietly.

The boy jumped, blushed, and looked away. "I understand." He said, before getting up. Atemu immediately regretted telling the boy about the bath. The feel of him in his arms was immediately missed. But... 'I could always bathe with him...' Atemu smirked, feeling a little plot enter his mind. He too, stood up.

"Come, I will show you to the bathing chambers."

0.o Atemu has naughty plans, lol

Read and review, please. I live for feedback. Any mistakes are not because of my new beta, Ostensibly Lucidina, but they are my own, because I go back and re-edit everything after she's done to keep my original message somewhat intact, minus a million fragmented sentences... Yeah, she kept complaining about that... A few other readers did, too...