Getting You Back

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Chapter 6: More Problems and a Diary


Yami felt the warm sting of sunshine on his face. His eyes twitched in resistance but opened nonetheless.
He moaned and sat up to peer at his surroundings. In his lap was the Dark Magician doll which was wrapped in his arms.

Yami snuggled the toy tight as he stood. He placed the doll on the bed and walked out of the room and down the stairs.

“Hey, Yami. You must have been up late last night. It’s twelve in the afternoon,” greeted Mai.

Yami looked at the ground as nce nce filled the room.

“We heard what happened last night,” said Ryou in a soft tone. “I’m really sorry.”

Yami didn’t reply.

“Yami,” said Joey standing and walking over to him. “Listen, pal. I know that this has to hurt and I’m sorry that things ended up like this. But, let’s face it. Shit happens…this just happens to be a huge, steaming, reeking pile of one. You’ve been tense for about a week now, right? Why don’t you come with me and the guys to Club Space tonight. Get your mind off things for just one night. Then we’ll figure out what we’ll do from there. What do ya say?”

Yami thought on the subject then sighed.
“I guess one night…couldn’t hurt.”

“There ya go. You’re not gonna regret this. We’re gonna have a great time. You’ll see.”
**

Yugi sat with his coffee and omelet at the breakfast table.

Ramrik was on the other side reading the newspaper while taking a sip of his coffee.
“Yugi, listen to this.”

Yugi picked his head up to peer at the elder.

“It says here that three kittens were found in a dumpster just down the road. They had no mother that could be found and they didn’t have a collar of any kind. Man, can you imagine? Some guy just dumping somebornborns in a box in a dumpster like that?”

“No. That’s horrible. Are they still alive? Do they have a home yet?”

“Hmm. Says that they were found alive and are now being cared for by a Mrs. Rose O’Donnell.”

“Well, at least it had a happy ending.”

Yugi finished his breakfast and stood to rinse his dishes.
“So, Ramrik. What are we going to do today?”

“Well, unfortunately, my work wants me there at four o’clock to help set up for this big fiasco thing that’s taking place. Plus, I don’t get to leave until one in the morning!”

“Four to one? That’s nine hours! This must be something really big for that may hours.”

“Yeah, it is. Oh well. But, they are paying me overtime.”

“Oh, well at least they’re doing that much. So what did you have planned until then?”

“Didn’t really have anything planned,” said Ramrik as he also rinsed his dishes.

“Well, we can just make it up as we go then,” Yugi smiled.
**

Yami sat in Yugi’s room, on Yugi’s bed, staring at Yugi’s chest that had ‘just happened to open’ the night before.
He wanted to open it again. He wanted to see what else Yugi his dormant from the world. What he had locked away so not to be seen.
But that would mean breaking into Yugi’s private things. He didn’t want Yugi to not trust him. That would just kill Yami to loose his hikari’s trust along with his already lost love.

But he had to see. He had to see what else Yugi had in that sacred chest that held all the memorabilia of their relationship.

Yami stood. He walked over and reached his hand out to touch the lid. As he did so, his had started to shake. Slightly at first but then violently as he inched closer.
Yami recoiled his hand. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t just reach out and violate Yugi’s private space.

If only he could somehow open it without touching it…

‘That’s it!’ Yami thought as an idea swam its way to his head.

He reached out his hand and with one finger pointed at his said target. He concentrated his energy to the tip of his finger as an energy wave shot out and hit the lid causing the spring to activate and open.

Yami grinned. He walked over and looked inside. He picked up the box with the pictures and the drawing and placed them to the side along with the doll he had snuggled with earlier that day. He looked deeper into the container as he saw more drawings and more pictures strewn at the bottom.

Yami picked some up and looked at them. Some, to Yami’s sorrow, had Yami’s face either cut or burned out.

He leaned forward to grab some more when he saw a large clump at the bottom.
He picked it up and saw that neither the front, back nor spine had any kind of title.

Yami opened to the first page where, with very neat handwriting, had the words:
‘Top Secret:
Yugi Moto’.

Yami turned to the next page. It was completely covered from top to bottom in cursive handwriting in blue pen.

This was Yugi’s diary.

‘I didn’t know Yugi kept a diary,’ Yami thought.

He started to read:

‘Dear Diary,

Hi! My name is Yugi Moto! Although, I guess, you being a book, you don’t really need to know that. But anyway…
I heard that this sometimes helps with problems and…boy do I have one for you. See, I solved this 5,000 year old puzzle from Ancient Egypt and…you’ll never guess what happened. A guy, probably only one year older than me, came out! Can you believe it?! And he’s cute to boot!’

Yami couldn’t help but chuckle.

‘He says that he was some Pharaoh that saved the world and was locked in the puzzle when all of his power was drained. Crazy, I know…but he has proof. For instance:
He speaks Ancient Egyptian…or at least it sounds like it…
He has dark skin and dark eyes…
Oh yeah! I almost forgot. He looks just like me! Insane, huh? The only different things are his hair tips and eyes are crimson and his eyes aren’t as large as mine.
Butit's just as scary as it is cool. Sigh. Maybe I just need to get to know him.
Give him a chance.
Oh well. Talk to you later!’

Yami smiled. He turned the page to find another side covered in pen. He read for a long while.

‘Dear Diary,

I know I haven’t written in a long time but that’s because…I think I’m in love.
I don’t know. I can’t figure it out. That guy I said came from the Millennium Puzzle? I think I love him…which scares me to death. Me? In love with a guy?!
I’m scared. What if he doesn’t feel the same way? What if he’s disgusted when…IF I ever tell him?
That’s a thought. Should I tell him? Should I jeopardize what close friendship I already have with him?
Diary…I don’t know what to do. My heart aches every time I’m near him because I’m so afraid that I’ll show some kind of sign that I love him and he and the others will leave me…just like Mom and Dad.’

Yami sighed and read more. It wasn't until the last page that he stopped reading.

‘Dear Diary,

I’m really starting to get worried about Yami. He’s acting so weird. Calling people at all times of the day, hanging up when I enter, always staying away from me…
It’s really starting to scare me. Does he still love me? Is he seeing someone else behind my back?
I know I shouldn’t be thinking this but…what else can I think? I’m just afraid of being alone again like I was before he came into my life.
Diary, I don’t know what to do. You know me better than anyone so…I’ll just confide in you. Please help me. I feel so lost.
Wait…Yami’s calling me. Maybe he wants to talk about why he’s acting this way. Oh well. Wish me luck.’

Yami then realized that no pages after that were written on.
He turbackback to the last entry and looked at the date.

It was the day Yami had told Yugi he was leaving for America. That dreadful day. He hated that he had ever left. He was never happy there. Not once. Not even when he was up stage during the concerts or backstage signing autographs…he was never happy like he was when he was in his aibou’s arms…like he wanted to be now.
**

Later that night, Yami, along with the others, was in Seto Kaiba’s limo on their way to the club.

Yami was dressed in all black and dark purple leather, a buckle collar and buckle boots.

They got out of the car and passed the bouncers whose muscles were bigger than their heads.

Yami walked in and looked around.
It was dark with black lights and lasers in every direction. The music was loud and had much base causing Yami’s insides to pulse with the beat. The dance floor was covered in people dancing.

Yami walked down the stairs to the crowded floor. He made his way to a corner booth where he was joined by all his friends.

“So, Yami. What do ya think?” asked Joey…or more yelled.

“Loud. And crowded.”

“What?”

“I said: Loud and crowded.”

“What?!”

“Your hair is grotesque!”

“Yeah. Me, too!”

Yami sniggered.

“Hey, you guys wanna dance?” asked Duke.

Yami and the two tomb robbers and their hikaris partook in the activity.

They all walked out to the middle and started moving with the sound of the music thumping in their ears.

Bakura and Ryou as well as Malik and Marik were dancing in a different way than Duke and Yami. They were dancing with the one’s leg between the others.
But no one minded.

After dancing for well over an hour, Yami said that he was going to go and sit down with the others.
As he made his way through the crowd, something to the side caught his eye.

There was a whole group of people crowded around one person who was chugging down a beer bottle.

Yami shook his head and continued walking when something snapped in his head. He knew one of them.

He again looked at the drunken horde, eyeballing one in particular…one known as
Ramrik Senamoto.

He was behind the bar serving the drinks to the already wasted bums sitting on the stools. Ramrik was also drinking some beer and other alcoholic beverages and was, as far as Yami could tell, a little tipsy himself.

Yami kept his eyes on the man.
He couldn’t have been but one year older than Yami, if not the same age.
What was he doing drinking?

Yami’s eyes narrowed.
Did Yugi know about this? What if he didn’t?

Then Yami saw the edge of Ramrik’s jacket move away from his side to reveal a pistol strapped to his hip and a few hundreds sticking out of his pocket.

Yami’s eyes then widened.
He was sure Yugi didn’t know about this. Yugi would never…with a guy who used violence and drank for fun.

Yami ran over to his table, grabbed his jacket and made to leave the club.

“Yami! Wait! What’s up?!” Joey yelled over the music.

“I’m sorry! I have to go! DON’T follow me!”
**

Yugi was in his room happily folding his clothes and humming to himself.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when there was a pounding at the front door.
Yugi held his racing heart as he put the folded clothes away and walked to the door.

The door was hammered again.

“Calm down! I’m coming!”
Yugi jogged the rest of the way and opened the door. Yami bolted in and wrapped his arms around the younger.

“Yugi! Thank Ra you’re alright!”

“What? Yami, what are you doing here? Let go of me!”
Yugi squirmed out of Yami’s hold.

“Yugi listen to me. Ramrik…he’s not safe! Do you have any idea where he is?”

“At work, not that it’s any of your business.”

“And do you know where ‘work’ is?”

Yugi thought. He had never really bothered to ask.

“Well?” asked Yami impatiently.

“No.”

“Of course you don’t! That’s because he’s at the local club...Club Space...selling and DRINKING alcohol!”

“What?! Yami, have you gone mad? Ramrik would do no such thing! He works in a nice, safe environment, I’m sure. He’s not that type!”

“Is he rich?”

“What? Don’t change the subject!”

“I saw some hundred dollar bills sticking out of his pocket.”

“Yami, you’ve never even met him! How could you know what he looks like?”

“I saw you and him KISSING last night! Oh, and while we’re on that subject…
It took you several months just to get you to let me even peck you on the cheek but you know this guy for a few days and you make out with him like there’s no tomorrow? And at the end of our relationship, you think I’m CHEATING on you, which ISN’T true, and this guy, you don’t believe, has a pistol strapped to his hip, drinking and has hundreds sticking out of his ears which IS true?!!”

Yugi stared wide eyed.
“How could you know those thin…”
He gasped.
“You followed me.”

Yami’s eyes grew.
‘Oh, SHIT!’

“You followed me, spied on me AND read my diary? How could you?! You’re fowl! You’re lower than pond scum! I can’t believe you were even capable of such low things! God damn it, Yami! When are you going to get it?! I don’t love you anymore! I could never love anyone who went into my private things and VIOLATED them! You never should have come back, Yami! Why don’t you just go back to America where people actually love you!!”

Yami grabbed Yugi by his shoulders, pulled clo close…
and kissed him.

Yugi grunted and struggled against the hold.
But after several seconds, the struggle subsided and Yugi melted under the elder.
After a while, he started to kiss him back.

Yami wrapped his arms around his aibou and hugged him tight as Yugi’s arms were folded between their chests.

Yugi loved to taste his yami again after so long, as Yami did Yugi.

The moment lasted for what felt like an eternity…a bliss, pleasure full, love filled eternity.

Yami finally pulled back, lightly panting, and stared into Yugi’s amethyst eyes…so large and loving.

“Yugi, you may not love me anymore…but I still love you, with all my heart. I always have. Even when I was in America.
I know what I did by leaving was wrong and foolish because I lost the most important thing in my life.
I may be able to live without your love…possibly. But I would never be able to survive knowing that you were hurt…or worse. Please, I love you so much and it pains me, to the deepest depths of my soul, to see you ach and hate like this.
Just promise me…be careful with this guy. He may seem nice and mature and kind…but the real person is on the inside which is so much more complex than what everyone else sees on the outside. Just watch your back. Please…”

Yami let go of Yugi and walked out the door as Yugi fell to his knees breathing heavily.
He bent over and hugged his chest tight as his eyes filled with hot, icy tears.