Memories Should be Treasured

God people I’m sooooo sorry that took so long




God people I’m sooooo sorry that took so long!!! I hope it
NEVER takes that long to update again; you must all hate me for taking forever
to get it posted. Everything possible under the sun has been happening at my
school and I’ve had these tests and I need to pass them. And then I got asked
to my homecoming dance by this super cute guy that I like so I’ve been bouncing
off the walls about that since my love life has been completely down in the
dumps. Some people couldn’t even believe I haven’t had my first kiss yet and
here I’ve got all these couples around me and it’s been driving me up the wall
having to watch it!! Grrr, but now it’s not so bad and I finally got time to
finish this chapter. I even got as so desperate as to get ahead in my math
class so I wouldn’t have homework in it so then I’d have a free lunch where I
usually do it just so I could use the computer’s in my English class and start
writing it at school whenever I could. It’s been really hectic and all, but I
hope you enjoy this chapter.

 

~~

 

It took only a short while to move Yugi’s things back to
Yami’s place. He agreed with Yami that he was going to sleep in their room, but
still in a separate bed since he still felt shy and even somewhat embarrassed
about it.

 

One morning a few days later, Yami woke up early like he
started to have himself do so he could wake up and watch Yugi sleep. He loved
how he looked when the young one slept and his face always looked in so much
contentment.

 

Yugi then stirred and groaned Keith’s name slightly, his
head started thrashing back and faith.

 

Yami growled and threw his covers away from him. He knelt
down beside Yugi’s bed and leant forward slightly to place his lips on Yugi’s.

 

Amethyst eyes shot open and Yugi sat up quickly, his fingers
lifting to feel where Yami had given him the slightest touch. He looked down at
Yami, confusion flitting across his face for a second. “Yami?”

 

Concern fled across ruby-red eyes. “Yugi, what’s wrong?” He
asked as he sat down on the edge of his bed.

 

Yugi’s face suddenly brightened and he threw himself off his
bed and into Yami’s arms, causing the older of the two to fall back from the
force. “It’s a dream, Yami! The best dream anybody could ever hope for.” He
said excitedly into Yami’s shirt, continuing to hide it there for some reason.
“I remember everything about you, Yami! I remember everything I ever lost in my
memories!”

 

Disbelief covered Yami’s demeanor before his arms came up
and held Yugi tightly to him. “Oh, Yugi.” He whispered, afraid to talk louder
as if the mood would suddenly break and somebody would jump out from the large
closest adjacent to them and yell ‘Gotcha!’ He wasn’t sure he could think of
anything else to say though either; who could reply to something as wonderful
as that?

 

“Yami,” Yugi suddenly asked, lifting his head up at last to
look his lover in the eyes, “can I ask you a favor?”

 

“Anything, love.”

 

“Would you kiss me again?” A slight blush covered Yugi’s
cheeks.

 

“Like the library?” Yami asked, confused.

 

Yugi quickly shook his head with a darker red covering his
previous blush. “No, Yami. Like this…” He leaned up and pressed his lips
tightly against Yami’s, wrapping his arms around the older’s neck and shifting
slightly so he was then straddling Yami’s lap.

 

It was only a short while before Yami pressed forward
eagerly and swiped his tongue across Yugi’s bottom lip. Yugi moaned and happily
opened his mouth to let the impatient hot muscle explore his mouth.

 

Thoughts of what everyone else would say and do when they
found out about his sudden exciting recovery of his memories passed through
Yugi’s mind. He found he was too excited to wait and see their reaction and
pulled away from Yami’s easily missed touch.

 

Yami’s hands, hidden underneath his pajama top, stopped
moving and Yugi wondered briefly when they moved there in the first place.
“Yugi?” Yami said through clenched teeth, obviously holding back from ravishing
his boyfriend.

 

The younger teen felt bad and extremely guilty for Yami and
he even knew how he felt, but he did want to see everyone so they would know
before things became even more intimate than they seemed to have already gotten
before he pulled away. “I want everyone to know, Yami. We can come back up here
as soon as I’ve told you’re mother and called Joey and everybody else. Please?”
He begged slightly, using his well-used puppy dog eyes.

 

Yami smiled and nodded; he understood how Yugi felt about
wanting everybody to know.

 

The couple got dressed before making their way down the
stairs to find Kiore.

 

They found her in the library reading a romance novel like
she usually did, a worried expression across her face.

 

“Mother, is everything all right?” Yami asked her, concerned
if the look was for the book or for something else on her mind.

 

Kiore looked up from her book and smiled sadly at the two.
“I just got off the phone with Mr. Johnson.” She explained to them.

 

“Your lawyer? Why?”

 

“He found out about Keith’s trial and called me to tell me
about it. It’s going to be next month on the eighteenth.” She turned to Yugi
directly. “He wants you to go on stand to testify against him for what he did
to you. He knows you don’t remember, but he still wants you to try.”

 

Yami turned to Yugi and got worried over what would happen
if he relived everything to soon. He feared what would happen and tried to jump
in before Yugi said what he knew he was going to tell his mother.
Unfortunately, he was a second too late.

 

“Kiore, I remember everything now. I realized it when I woke
up a short while ago. I’ll go up and testify if they all want me to.”

 

“But, Yugi…” Yami started to protest. Yugi just gave him a
look that said ‘you can’t protect me forever’ and the crimson-eyed teen knew it
was very true. Reluctantly, he nodded and looked back to his mother.

 

“You remember everything?” Kiore asked in amazement.

 

Yugi smiled at her and nodded.

 

“Oh, Yugi, that’s wonderful!” She nearly squealed and jumped
up to hug Yugi tightly. Pulling away only after she gave the short teen a quick
kiss on the cheek.

 

After finally escaping Yami’s mother in the library the
couple stopped in the hall to phone their friends to tell them the good news,
and then made their way upstairs again. Yugi flopped onto his bed and sighed.
Yami sat down on his own bed and looked at Yami curiously.

 

“Yugi, are you going to keep sleeping in that bed or are you
going to share mine again?” He asked with a hint of worry in his voice.

 

Yugi chuckled slightly under his breath. “I’ve only just
realized how lonely I am without you sleeping beside me, Yami. What do you
think I’m going to do?”

 

A large smile replaced Yami’s frown and he decided to just
watch his lover for a short while. “Didn’t you say we were going to continue
what we started after you told everybody?”

 

“I’m not in the mood anymore, Yami. I’m sorry.” Yugi opened
violet eyes and looked at his boyfriend sadly. “Forgive me?”

 

“That’s okay, Yugi; I understand.” Yami told him. ‘Maybe
later then; I can’t wait to show him how much I love him and missed him over
the past few months.’ When Yami focused back on Yugi again he noticed his younger
lover had fallen asleep. He smiled and went over thert drt distance to him.
Yami kissed his cheek lightly and then covered him in one of the blankets.

 

~~

 

A few hours later Kiore knocked on the door and smiled at
the slumbering Yugi.

 

“Yes, mother?” Yami asked as he turned his eyes to her.

 

“I called Mr. Johnson a little while ago to let him know
Yugi remembered everything. He’s on his way right now to ask him a few
questions and he should be here in a little while.”

 

Yami still didn’t like the idea of Yugi already reliving
everything he just remembered, but he understood why Yugi felt the need to do
so. He nodded to his mother. “Alright, I’ll wake him in a minute.”

 

Kiore smiled and turned, closing the door behind her as she
left.

 

Yami sighed when she did and punched his pillow. ‘Why does
everything have to happen to Yugi? First that stupid bet, and then his
grandfather dying, then the whole thing with Keith, and now he has to face him
again only after just remembering everything; it’s not fair what they’re doing
to him!’

 

He looked at the clock and decided he’d better wake Yugi up
if he was going to freshen up a little bit before Mr. Johnson got there. He
stood from his bed and knelt beside Yugi’s. “Yugi,” he called softly, not
really wanting to wake his lover. “Koibito, you need to get up now.”

 

Yugi groaned but opened his eyes anyway and smiled softly
when he saw Yami. “What’s wrong, Yami?” He asked, his voice filled with sleep.

 

“My mother’s lawyer is coming over to ask you a few things
for the trial next month.”

 

A frown covered Yugi’s face and he sat up on the bed. “Why
today?” He questioned with a hint of fear.

 

Yami shook his head. “I don’t know why. Come on, I thought
you’d like to freshen up a little bit before he got here.”

 

Yugi nodded and stood to go to the bathroom.

 

~~

 

The couple made it downstairs just as the doorbell rang and
Kiore answered; a man who looked to be in mid mid-forties stepped in and
greeted Yami’s mother. He had graying brown hair and light blue eyes. Glancing
up the stairs he smiled at Yami and waved.

 

“Hey, Yami. Enjoying your vacation from education?”

 

“It’s okay. I’ll be going to college soon though as soon as
fall comes around. Yugi will be too.” He gestured behind him where Yugi was
peeking out from behind him.

 

“Ah yes, Yugi. Congratulations on your returned memories;
you must be excited.”

 

“More so, some things I tend to want to leave forgotten, but
I didn’t have the fortune of having it.” He replied politely, curling up to
Yami’s backside even further.

 

Yami frowned as he noticed Yugi’s usual way of showing he
was uncomfortable something. He’d grown that habit in his junior year when some
of the students were still infuriated at him for ‘stealing’ Yami from them.

 

It seemed that somehow Mr. Johnson had noticed Yugi was
tense with him there and he smiled further. “Come on then, Yugi. We’ll go in
the library and have a little chat. We’ll be done before you know it.”

 

Yugi nodded slowly and hesitantly stepped out from behind
Yami, takhis his hand.

 

“If you wouldn’t mind, Yugi, I’d like to be just the two of
us.”

 

Yami could see the fear pass by his little lover’s eyes and
his heart went even further out to him. He realized though that the longer Yugi
didn’t move the longer Mr. Johnson was going to be there. “Go on, Yugi.” He
urged comfortingly. “I’ll be right outside when you’re done. It’ll go by really
fast, you’ll see. Besides, the faster you go in, the sooner you’ll get done.”

 

Yugi glanced at him, but nodded anyway. He let go of Yami’s
hand and walked slowly down the stairs, following as Mr. Johnson led him into
the library.

 

~~

 

“Well, Yugi, how are you feeling today?” Mr. Johnson asked
once they sat down.

 

Yugi just nodded his head and secretly wished that he
wouldn’t use small talk and get down to the real questions. Like Yami said, the
faster he came in here and answered Mr. Johnson’s questions, the sooner he’d
get to be with Yami.

 

“That’s good.” Mr. Johnson continued, not fazed by the
obvious fact that Yugi was completely uncomfortable sitting alone with him; for
more reasons than one at that. He took out a notepad and a pen and readied
himself to write down Yugi’s answers for his questions. “Okay then, Yugi. How
long had you known Keith to be a rapist?”

 

Yugi shivered, but took a deep breath and replied with,
“Since the beginning of my junior year in high school when Yami told me
himself.”

 

The man nodded and wrote down what he said. “When did you
first meet him?”

 

“When I came here the beginning of this summer.”

 

“What did he act like? Normal? Or was he real obvious?”

 

“He seemed really nice, but Yami kept telling me to watch
his eyes and I’d know it was all an act to get to me. His eyes always showed
what he wanted and they always looked really lustful to me.” Yugi wrapped his
arms around his himself, fully expecting his most feared question of all to be
asked pretty soon if not next. He would absolutely hate answering that
question, but he knew it would have to be done.

 

“Can you describe what happened that day when he finally got
to you, Yugi?”

 

All the blood rushed out of Yugi’s face as the question he
was just thinking about was asked. It was bad enough he remembered those
memories, but to tell what happened in detail would be the death of him. He
wd bad back his tears and sta spi spilling out the details of the day he wished
he rather would’ve never remembered.

 

~~

 

A little while later Mr. Johnson stepped out of the library
with a frown on his face, pocketing the notepad he’d written in as he did. He
turned to Yami with a frown and concern dripping in his eyes.

 

“I’m afraid we should’ve waited a little longer. He seems
quite shaken up and very near on the verge of tears with some of those
questions. I apologize if I said something I really shouldn’t have. Could you
tell him that for me? He seems to be out t ant and not really responding
anymore to me.”

 

Yami’s crimson eyes widened and he nodded hastily, glancing
at the partially open library door. “Of course, Mr. Johnson. My mother’s in the
kitchen if you wanted to speak with her anymore.”

 

“No, I really should be going. Don’t mind showing me out
though; go check on Yugi.”

 

Yami nodded and watched as his mother’syer yer let himself
out. He turned back to the door and froze as he saw Yugi walking shakily out of
it, his face pale and his eyes glazed over with unshed tears. He moved forward
and cautiously wrapped his arms around his lover. “Yugi? Koi?”

 

With that the younger teen burst into tears and held onto
Yami as if he were a lifeline. “I want it to go away, Yami!” He cried into his
black shirt. “Why did I have to remember everything?”

 

Yami soothed Yugi’s back lovingly and whispered little
nothings into his ear as he slowly lowered the both of them to the floor. “I
know, little love, I know. Just take a deep breath and try to relax;
everything’s going to be okay.”

 

Kiore walked out of the kitchen and a concerned frown came
over her face she she saw the two boys sitting on the floor. She looked to her
son questioningly and he only shook his head to show now wasn’t the time to
ask. She nodded and went back into the kitchen thinking that both boys might
like a cup of hot chocolate to help.

 

Yami started to rock back and forth on the floor until
finally Yugi’s sobs turned to only hiccups and his grip loosened considerably.
“Little love, what did he ask that’s got you so worked up?”

 

After a minute, when the ruby-eyed teen started to believe
Yugi had fallen asleep, a mumbled, almost inaudible answer reached his ears.
“He asked for details the day Keith raped me. I didn’t think it would be so bad
and I knew he was going to ask me. Then he asked what I felt when I’d lost my
memories and if I even recognized Keith or knew something as bad as what did
happened happen.” Yugi snuggled his face further into Yami’s chest, trying to
crawl into the older’s lap as he continued to seek the warmth and comfort he
needed. “I don’t want to tell it again, Yami.” He cried, tears pricking in his
eyes again and he let them fall slowly and silently down his reddened chee “He “He said I would probably have to tell it again at the trial.”

 

Yami tightened his grip around Yugi and nearly jumped out of
his skin when he heard two soft clinks beside him. He looked down on the floor
and saw two steaming mugs of cocoa for him and Yugi. Looking up he smiled and
nodded his thanks to his mother. He picked one up and urged Yugi to sit up and
take a sip, promising it would help him calm down further. He took up the other
and also started to sip his, loving how the chocolate slid down his throat and
warmed his insides.

 

“Thank you, Yami.” Yugi whispered after he swallowed the hot
liquid. He knew he needed Yami’s love now more then ever. He didn’t know why,
but he knew that he needed the reassurance that Yami would never leave him no
matter what.