Memories of Shadow and Light | By : Lechan Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 35308 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A.N. Here it is, the epilogue to this story. When I was
writing up the prologue, I hadn’t even thought that this would have one, and
after two years here it is. Anyway, I wanted to thank everyone of you who
reviewed, and all of you who continued to review with every update. I never
gave a call out to you individually, but you all made a big impression on me,
and I know your screen names and squeal in delight when I see ones from you
(you know who you are ^-^) and it made writing this story all worth it. There
are two snippets I am posting that go along with this story, they are done and
I hope you will review them since
technically they are separate from this story though they are placed with in
this fic because of their soft nature. ^-^ Thank you for all the reviews and
the ideas and support, and I will see you in Key Of Ra.
Memories of Shadow and Light
The sun was setting on the dunes,
casting a darkened gold sheen to the sand that sparkled with illusions and old
magic. It made the long shadows Yugi had grown up with, and remembered from a
time that had long ago died out with the magic that barely hummed on the air:
residual leftovers from the ritual that had just been completed in the
crumbling ruins behind him.
The ring of friends hung back from
him, chattering amongst themselves, and comforting the crying blond whose hard
work had only brought her sadness. The
Temple of Ptah was hardly what it had once been, and Yugi felt a bitter sadness
as he gazed out across the empty sands, seeing an illusion of what had once
been, and for a moment craved the bustling life that had once graced this dusty
land.
The wind picked up, smelling old and
musky with spice, and Yugi let his eyes close, feeling the fingers of that warm
breeze glide up and under his cotton shirt and khaki shorts.
The granules of sand glided over his
toes and slid beneath the warm Styrofoam of his flip-flops, and for a fleeting
moment he was back there, standing in the world where magic was born, the
sunlight singing on the golden dunes of the most powerful kingdom ever to grace
the world at the time.
The voices of millions filled his
ears, happy and living, under the rule of a single man who he loved over the
millennia and was grateful to say that he was apart of him: a part of his soul.
>Aibou.< The brush of skin, gliding into his palm,
warm, white gold fingers curling around his own hand, punctuated the thought.
Yugi opened his eyes, the memory banished as he turned to stare into ruby eyes,
angled and perfect, set in a regal face surrounded by soft golden bangs of the
three-toned crown of hair.
Yugi smiled, squeezing that hand
back, careful not to move too quickly and dislodge the blanket that was wrapped
around Yami’s naked form. Yami’s new body seemed to match what Yugi knew his
soul to be like, and the difference from what his original body had once been,
made it easier for Yugi to justify taking Yami back with him to Japan.
Yami was no longer the prized son of
he land of magic and time, and Yugi was both saddened and joyed for that fact.
It was sad, that Yami had to see his world like this, but Yugi was selfishly
glad that there was nothing left to tie him to the heated sands, and chiming
winds that sang of a time long gone.
>The wind smells like you,
Yami.< Yugi thought, smiling when he saw that his other had received it.
It was a little saddening, Yugi felt, that their original link had been broken
with the new life Ptah had given the once pharaoh Atemu, and though it was
still possible for them to speak to each other through their minds, it took
more effort than before, and Yugi had to concentrate more on the thought
reaching Yami for it to work.
He missed the constant touch of
Yami’s mind against his own, and the flow of feelings that constantly mingled
with his own. Somehow, even with Yami standing right beside him, hand in his
own, Yugi missed him. Somehow it wasn’t enough and he want to be closer.
As though knowing what Yugi felt,
Yami opened his blanket and pulled Yugi flush against him, his arms closing
them both in the warmth of the blanket and he nuzzled his face into the crook
of Yugi’s neck.
Yugi sighed and shivered. The
contact still wasn’t enough, but it would suffice. After all, the words he’d
hard in his mind as Ptah answered both of their prayers had told him nothing
but the truth. With Yami’s gaining his own body, they needed to be separated
more mentally in order for either of them to continue and exist together. This
isn’t so bad… Yugi thought leaning back and closer still to Yami, enjoying
the feel of his beating heart against his back, and his breath as it ghosted
over his skin as lips placed gentle kisses to his skin.
>You still smell like the sea
to me, aibou… sea and rain.< Yugi smiled, closing his face as his hand
rose to touch the empty space over his heart where the millennium puzzle once
rested. It was in millions of pieces now, all power gone, shattered before the
alter of Ptah as sacrifice for the miracle they had so desperately sought, and
though he missed its gentle weight, Yugi was fine with its loss.
>Aibou, I still feel empty.<
Yami admitted, his arms pulling tighter as though he could absorb Yugi straight
into his soul through his flesh, and Yugi twisted in those arms, looping his
own arms around Yami’s trim waist, fingertips tracing up and down his spine,
enjoying the shudder and groan this granted him.
>I’ll fix it when we get back
to the hotel room.< Yugi promised, knowing that Kaiba wouldn’t want to
leave until the morning if his light banter with Jonouchi was anything to go
by.
He really wondered what he’d missed
while he’d been gone, but seeing as not even Yami was certain when their
relationship had changed, Yugi let it go.
>You going to show me why
you’re called the king of games?< Yami asked coyly, and Yugi beamed
tracing his hands up Yami’s sides teasingly.
>How else would I fix your
problem?<
Yami chuckled, dropping his head
back down to Yugi’s shoulder. “You promise?”
Yugi beamed, kissing Yami’s
collarbone. “Promise.”
Yugi didn’t need the millennium
puzzle anymore. He’d gotten his wish, and more than he’d ever hoped for:
Friends, adventure, independence, and love.
Yami looked down at Yugi, finally
flesh and blood once more, and smirked, his look making Yugi’s knees weak, and
he couldn’t resist leaning forward to claim those tempting lips with his own,
his breath ghosting across them in claim.
“BiAw.”
The smirk spread into a grin as Yami
relaxed into Yugi’s kiss, allowing him to control it, and Yugi lifted his arms
around Yami’s neck, ignoring the screamed protest of Rebecca as Anzu tried to
calm the child.
He didn’t miss the puzzle, because
he got to keep the spirit with in, and that was all he’d ever really wanted.
The rest, was just memories in the sand, covered in shadow and light.
~~~~~~~~~
(Ending Theme: “Anyplace,
Anywhere, Anytime” – Nena and Kim Wilde)
In the fall of space
and time,
Moths fly into the light, exactly as you and I
Wrap your finger ‘round my neck.
You don't speak my dialect,
But our images reflect!
Drawn together by the flame
We are just the same—
Embrace the wind and fall into another time and space!
Give me your hand— I build for you a conclusion from the sand
Somehow, somewhere, sometime
If we belong to each other
We belong any
place, any where, any time
In time and space, he awakes from a dream
Only for a short instant, then returns to the night.
Bit and of pieces from your storm
Rain upon me as they fall
Melt into my skin and I feel warm!
Sweep upon me like a wave,
We are young and brave—
Embrace the wind and fall into another time and space!
Give me your hand— I build for you a conclusion from the sand
Somehow, somewhere, sometime
If we belong to each other
We belong any
place, any where, any time
Drawn together by the flame
We are just the
same—
Embrace the wind
and fall into another time and space…!
If we belong to each other
We belong any
place, any where, any time
I'm going to any world you're coming from
Anyplace, anywhere, anytime!
Give me your hand— I build for you a conclusion from the sand
Somehow, somewhere, sometime
I'm going to any world you're coming from
Anyplace, anywhere, anytime!
~Owari~
A.N. *Sobbing* I
can’t believe it over… I hope this epilogue wasn’t too disgustingly sweet. I
just wanted to give Yami his own body, and I knew I’d be nostalgic about the place
if you’d been there in it “hay day” so to say. Anyway hope this was all that
you’d ever hoped for this story, and please review and let me know if you liked
it. Look out for Key Of Ra. Chapter 3 should be done soon, till then. ^-^
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