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Fleeing the Shadows	By : tavia454 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6110 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Finally!
The end chapter � didn�t think I would ever get this done. Between homework
(story) eating dogs (don�t ask) and motorcycle thieves that will end up getting
their ass beating (cough Brody Johnson asshole cough) it has been one hell of a
month!

Special
thank you goes out to Moony (for that last cliffhanger) evil isn�t she! And for
beta-ing the last chap. Had a great time with you in
town, we�ll have to have a repeat!!! So this chap is dedicated to you.

Another special thanks goes out to Dragonlady222
� it was so freaking awesome to meet you, looking forward to doing it again!
Here is your finished story � sorry it took so long.

And to Catti,
for allowing me to bounce ideas off her. BTW, she�s coming up with another story for our reading
pleasure. Sorry I ain�t been on lately. I think that
little prick who stole the bike has taken up a bit too much of my time! So done
with that!!!

And
my last thank you goes out to all you readers. If I had the time tonight I
would give you all a shout out, but right now I�m in such a hurry to prove I
haven�t died that even this chap is un-beta�d. So
I�ll shout out at the beginning of the next plot bunny that is chewing on my
brain � or if you want add a separate chap for thank you�s � your choice. Thank you all so much for
sticking with this story.

Finally,
(sighs) I don�t own any of this but the damn weird plot.

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�I...I
can�t believe he�s r-really gone��

The
sound of soft crying was heard in the silence. Then a whispered comment that he
was unable to decipher.

�It
makes no difference��

�Isis�Please�you need your rest. We�ll make
arrangements when you are up to it.� A thick, choked voice answered.

�But
Malik�I��

�This
isn�t healthy�please, just rest. You took as much as the rest of us. We�re all
drained. I can�t believe we�re still awake.�

�I
can�t. Not now. I just�I-I can�t believe he�s�he�s�gone�� The comment ended in
a clogged sob.

The
voices continued to talk quietly, pulling him from his semi conscious state.
What were they talking about? What happened?! Whatever it was, it didn�t sound
good. But he couldn�t understand what was being said even if he had the energy
to. He couldn�t focus. Restlessly, he shifted around into a more comfortable
position, trying once more to listen in.

His
eyes were so heavy. He couldn�t seem to comprehend the nearly whispered
conversation that was going on around him. With an
nearly silent sigh, he fell back into the welcoming blackness and into his
nightmares.

�You won�t get the chance to! I�ll see
to it that this ends here and now!� A familiar voice snarled in the darkness.

He glanced up to see who had spoken,
but all he could make out in the haze that fell half way between light and
shadow was the monster�s immense, razor sharp claws as they reached out for
him. This was it. This was the end. He closed his eyes, waiting.

�Tell Atemu and the others�I love
them�I always have��The voice seemed to whisper into his mind.

It was the only warning he got. Instead
of the promised pain, he felt only the whispered touch of a gentle hand as he
was given a push back towards where his body still lay, wrapped up in Atemu�s
arms. His eyes widened as his soul collided with the motionless form and he
sucked in a breath as he instantly felt the energy swirling around his and
Atemu�s now breathing bodies.

He managed to open his eyes just in
time to watch as the ghostly vision of his lover�s father was snatched up by
the demonic being. It was the last thing he saw before his whole world was consumed
by a blinding white light. The last sound he heard was the shrieks of the
injured and dying. And for a moment, he had to wonder if it was his voice was
among those making the ear piercing, high pitched sounds.

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�Ack!�

Atemu
wrapped his arms around his head, trying to stem the pain that was coursing
through his body. Coughing hurt like hell, as the agent found when he woke up,
groggy and disoriented. Blearily he peered around the darkened room, taking note
of the moving shadows as he groaned his disapproval at the room�s constant
spinning.

�He�s
awake!� One of the shadows exclaimed.

�How
are you feeling?� Another one asked as they touched his forehead gently.

�Like�like
I�ve been run over by a�Mac truck.� The agent croaked hoarsely as he rubbed at
his head, but he couldn�t resist the comment. �Did anybody happen�to get the
plate number?�

A
couple of teary chuckles were heard from the blurry shadows as a pair of hands
gently untangled his hands from his hair. �Stop that.� The command was spoken
lovingly as he was pushed back onto the mattress. �You�re only going to make it
worse.�

He
swallowed thickly, closing his eyes against the dizziness. �What happened? Why
can�t I see anything?�

Honestly
he would have been a little more worried about it if he were able to think
properly. But something was keeping him from being able to string two thoughts
together. Atemu reached out with his left hand, feeling along the line that was
leading into his other arm.

�It�s
morphine.� One of the shadows answered the unspoken query. �Leave it alone. If
it weren�t for that you�d be in a hell of a lot more pain than you already are.
As for your sight�give it a couple of days. That pea-brain of yours was rattled
around pretty badly.�

Atemu�s
eyes widened slightly. He knew that voice!

�Bakura?!�

The
agent winced at the sound of his own voice. Damn he sounded like he had
swallowed a load of gravel! What exactly happened?

�At your service.� The shadow chuckled somewhat awkwardly,
almost as if trying to be quiet.

�Where
is everyone?�

�We�re
right here, Duke�s right behind me. Malik�s in the
bed to your right. Ryou is sleeping in the chair behind me, curled up with Isis. I thought it might do them both some
good. Marik, Jou and Seto went to go get some lunch. And Yugi��

�Yugi!!!� Atemu bolted upright, finally
remembering what he had been worried about before the pain caught his
attention.

His
little one had been shot! He had watched him die! There was no life left in his
lover�s limp frame when he had gotten to him. Oh gods�what was he�?

�Relax!�
Bakura pushed him back down onto the bed before guiding his hand over to a lump
in the sheets next to him. �He�s right here next to you. Just watch his right
side, he�s got some stitches.�

He
felt around, taking in the shape of the lump for a minute before it moved
slightly and he sluggishly grasped the concept of what his friend was trying to
tell him. Gingerly he shifted to pull the bundle into his arms, tears of
gratitude streaking down his face as soon as he took in his smaller lover�s
scent. The small form cuddled into his embrace, breathing a tired sigh.

�But
how�?� He croaked.

�I
don�t know. But he was having a nightmare earlier�something about a demon�and
Shadi�I don�t know.� Bakura�s voice broke.
�Everything happened so quickly��

Atemu
immediately sensed something very wrong with what his friend was � or wasn�t �
saying. The weary agent closed his eyes again, reaching out with his free hand;
he took hold of Bakura�s shaking one.

��What happened�? There�s something you�re not
telling me��

�I�we�they�It
was their decision not to tell you�or the rest of those that were hurt.
Honestly, I�� Bakura trailed off.

What
had happened? This wasn�t like his friend, to shy away from a subject. Whatever
it was, it was bad. His eyes started to tear up again.

�Bakura�please�?�

�It�s�Shadi�h-he
didn�tmakeit.� The white haired agent rushed through
the words, as if it pained him to even say it. �Oh gods�He didn�t�and y-you
were hurt and Ryou was knocked out�Isis�I
didn�t think Malik was gonna�It just happened so fast��

�Bakura!� Atemu squeezed the trembling hand as
the white haired agent tried to pull away. �Calm down�Where�s Shadi? I can�t
understand you.�

�He�s
dead!� The white haired agent snapped, before clapping a hand over his mouth in
realization. �Oh gods�I��

Atemu
turned his face from his friend, silently willing him to take back his
statement. When that didn�t happen, he buried his nose in Yugi�s hair and cried
softly, knowing that now there would never be a time to say all the things that
he had left unsaid. After a few silent moments he heard his white haired friend
leave the bedside and wander aimlessly to the other side of the room, leaving
him to his miserable thoughts, his silent tears.

It
was fine. He didn�t feel like talking anyways.

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Atemu
tossed a handful of dirt into the gaping hole after the coffin had been lowered
inside. He closed his eyes against the wave of overwhelming grief and
dizziness. He always knew that he would bury his father before he died. In a
way things were as they should be. But it was too soon, too much was left
unsaid. It shouldn�t have been this way.

He
slowly made his way to his feet, Yugi by his side to help him stand. It had
been such a tough three weeks since he had woken to find that the world as he
knew it no longer existed, his sight not quite regaining the total clarity that
it once had. And his little one had been there the whole time, always with a
helping hand. He squeezed that small hand reassuringly before clearing his
voice.

�Dad��
He spoke out so all could hear him. �It was a title that he had always
sought�forever defended. A child�s birth may make a father�but only true�� his
voice broke. ��true love and compassion can make a dad. I was proud for
the�limited time we had together�to be able to say that he is my dad.� Atemu
turned to the coffin, speaking softly. �Goodbye dad�I�ll see you next life
time.�

The
distressed agent could hear Isis� strangled cry in the background, and
he turned his head to look out over the blurry landscape. He felt another hand
slid into his and could only imagine the look on Seto�s
face as they gripped each other tightly.

�Atemu?� Yugi�s tearful voice was crystal clear
in his mind. �That was�it was beautiful.�

�Thank
you little one. I meant every word.�

A
heavy hand was placed on top of his head, and for a moment Atemu wondered what
the hell this was all about. But the hand stayed there for a minute, casually
resting, before making its way down his face and neck to his side and drawing
him up against Marik�s large form. The smaller agent
stiffened for a second, not used to being in close contact with the often
unstable man.

�You
did good kiddo.� Marik said through the tears clogging his voice. �He always
thought the world of you guys�you, Seto, Bakura, Malik.
He�d have done anything for you.�

All
of a sudden the pressure was gone and Atemu knew that the larger of the
platinum blondes had walked away. He shook his head. He needed to get out of
this place, with all the people milling around aimlessly, giving out
condolences and chatting about the past. He didn�t really feel like losing it
with everyone around.

�Come
on, let�s take a walk.� Yugi suggested, understanding Atemu�s dilemma.

Atemu
nodded, allowing the teen to guide him away from the somber group and deeper
into the quiet, picturesque little cemetery. Here, among the trees and lush
rolling hills lied hundreds of men who had died for their country. He could
somewhat make out the white grave markers against the plush green of the well
tended grass as they walked carefully between the rows and briefly wondered
about their lives.

It
had been the toughest three weeks of his life. And Atemu finally understood
why, after his grandfather�s death, Yugi would curl up in the corner of the
couch when he thought no one was looking and cry silently. The one person who
he had gone to with his questions and problems would never again be around to
give him advice � or smack him upside the head when he was acting like an
idiot. At least they had been able to wait until everyone was well enough to
leave the hospital before they had the funeral.

It
was still a depressing thought.

And
his sight remained only colors and blur. The doctors had told him to give it
some time, but there should have been an improvement by now. Something?
Anything?! How he would so love to be able to look
upon Yugi�s smiling face once again. To be able to tell his little one that he
loved him and watch those beautiful jewels light up with happiness.

Atemu
was forever grateful to the teen for allowing him to take the time he needed to
set his life back in order. Yugi was always on hand, always ready to lend a
shoulder or an encouraging comment, but stuck to the background, letting him
adjust to this new way of life without being pushy. And the agent knew that he
owed the little one dearly for that.

Since
Shadi had died the whole group had moved back in with Isis, wanting to protect the one parental
figure they had left. Given that Pegasus was still on the loose, it was best if
they stuck together.

Marik
and Malik had become, for lack of a better word, Isis� guard dogs. If anyone wanted to speak
with the grieving widow, they had to go through the platinum blonde duo first �
and there had better be a good enough reason. They kept her safe from those who
would prey on wealthy widows before they had the chance to think straight.

Seto
and Jou took on the paperwork. Between the two of them they managed the estate
and dealt with the insurance that would have most assuredly driven the already
distraught lady crazy. So much bullshit and red tape, Atemu didn�t understand
how they got through it � often hearing their cranky comments late into the
night as the two of them sorted out the estate.

Bakura
and Ryou took to being Isis� confidents, letting her talk out her
fears and dreams without being judgmental. Each and every one of them had to
take on roles that they had never dreamed possible before Shadi�s
passing.

But
it was Atemu and Yugi that she clung to, needing the reassurance of being
useful. She had mother henned the two of them from
the moment they made it out of the hospital. And Atemu knew why she did it.
Sometimes it didn�t make it any easier, but at least he understood her reasons
for treating them as she did.

Life
moved on. As much as he had wished it otherwise some days, it did. And he and
the others needed to move on as well, as difficult as it was to do. This case
had brought him the love of his life. It had brought the same thing to Seto as
well. That, he wouldn�t change for the world. But it should have ended
differently. The thought brought another wave of depression down on him and he
sighed.

Then
he blinked. When did they stop moving?

�Aibou?� He questioned, turning to his little
one.

�Hm?� Yugi looked up. �You were lost in your
thoughts�and I kind of wanted to take some time to say thank you to someone I
haven�t seen in a while.�

The
small teen knelt down on the grass, tugging Atemu down with him. They sat there
for a moment in silence.

�I
thought you wanted to talk to someone little one?� Atemu said, not
understanding the silence.

�I
am.� Yugi sniffed. �He can hear me without words. Atemu�meet my grandpa.
Grandpa�Atemu.�

The
tricolor haired agent could have kicked himself for not understanding sooner.
They were in a military cemetery, not far from Yugi�s home. It stood to reason
that his grandfather would have been buried here with full military honors
earlier in the year.

�I�I
am sorry little one. I didn�t realize�It would have been nice to meet him.�

Yugi
sniffed slightly. �Then say hello. He can hear you, you know. They may not be
on this plane any longer, but they had to go somewhere. We are energy. Energy
doesn�t just disappear. It�s a scientific fact.�

�I��
Atemu turned towards his smaller lover. �I didn�t�� He trailed away before
facing the small headstone with a slightly stiff incline of his head. �Hello
Mr. Motou, I am glad to have finally met you.�

After
the taller of the two fell silent, Yugi urged him on. �I�ll be right back. Why
don�t you two get acquainted? Tell him something about yourself.�

The
teen�s footsteps faded away, leaving Atemu to an uncomfortable silence. After a
few moments he cleared his throat, awkwardly.

�I
feel so stupid right now�damn, sorry, ah, not sure what to say really�ah�look
Mr. Motou, I hope you don�t mind my being with Yugi. He�s everything I�ve ever
wanted in a partner. You raised a fine boy�but I don�t need to tell you that.
You already knew it. I wish that I had had the chance to meet you in life��

Yugi
wandered far enough away to give his other half a bit of privacy. Atemu had
been so high strung and irritable lately. It was understandable, but even so.
He didn�t like to see the person he loved go through this torment, unable to
find the words to let it out. Maybe this would work where nothing else had.

After
a few moments of silence the small teen could just barely make out his lover�s
deep, melodic voice. A small grin flitted across his features. His plan was
working. Oh how he so wished that his grandfather could have met Atemu. The
grin disappeared. But it was okay. He knew the older man would have approved of
his choice.

He
stood in the clearing, watching tearfully as his tormented lover conversed with
the small, white headstone. Since nothing could bring back his grandfather or
Shadi, his one wish was that Atemu regain his sight � his sight, his attitude,
his place in the world. It was heartbreaking to see this strong, charismatic
man reduced to a shell of his former self and know that there was nothing he
could do for him other than remain by his side and
wait.

After
giving Atemu about ten minutes, Yugi walked back over to the grave, catching
the tail end of the one-sided conversation.

��I
hope you don�t think me too forward�but if I could ask a favor�Could you watch
over�help my dad to�I don�t know. Help show him around if he needs it�he�s new
there and it might take him a while to understand how things work��

Yugi
grinned again, this time a little tearfully. �Sounds like the two of you hit it
off rather well.�

Atemu
startled at the sound of his little one�s voice. �Aibou.�

Yugi
tugged the agent to his feet. �Come on, let�s get out of here.�

�Wait.�

The
small teen looked back at Atemu expectantly, thinking that he had forgotten to
say something. But then he felt strong hands as they glided up his back and he
was caught up in a crushing embrace. Tears leaked out the agent�s eyes as he
held to the one person he loved above anything.

�I
love you little one. Never, ever doubt that. I know I�ve been a pain lately and
I�m sorry.�

Yugi
opened his mouth to comment, but it never made it past his lips as a pair of
soft lips descended on his, his body pressed up against the other�s as Atemu
held him tightly. Eventually the two broke their kiss, Atemu�s water logged
smile bringing a matching grin to Yugi�s face.

Yugi
squeezed the agent�s hand. �I understand. I love you too, no matter how much of
a pain you�re being.�

The
agent chuckled at his response.

�Come
on; let�s get back to the others before Isis gets worried.� Yugi tugged at his
lover�s hand.

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Atemu
dropped into his favorite recliner, reaching for the bottle of Vicodin on the table beside him, while Yugi closed the
curtains and locked the door. He had one hell of a headache. It came on shortly
after their visit to Yugi�s grandfather � and it was relentless, piercing his
eye sockets with its razor sharp pain. It hadn�t been this intense since the
day he woke up to find his world a haze of blurry shadows.

As
soon as this monster made itself known, he and Yugi made their required excuses
and left the post funeral gathering that had been held at a neighboring church.
They both knew that Atemu couldn�t be caught out in public when his migraines
came on. Several times he had been reduced to tears with the intensity of the
pain. The others had said that they would make it home as soon as they could
get away.

Quickly
he ripped the cap off the bottle, dumped out a couple of pills and dry
swallowed, groping blindly for the glass that Yugi had set on the table not
moments before. After finding it he downed the water, grimacing at the nasty
aftertaste of the powdery pills.

He
cupped his ears in his hands, pushing inward in an attempt to keep his head
from exploding. It hurt that bad. If he had any tears left he would have shed
them at this lighting sharp pain. He waited impatiently for the pain to
subside. It felt as if someone were stabbing him in the head with a knife.

Or
maybe it was more like someone stuck his head inside of a large pan only to
bang on the side of it repeatedly. After a few minutes of trying to hold his
head together he pulled his hands away from his ears, heedless of the pain. The
banging of pans wasn�t just in his head � it was coming from the kitchen!

�Yugi?� He croaked, wincing at the bolt of
pain that sliced across his head when he spoke.

The
banging continued, even louder and more frantic than it had before. What the
hell was going on in there?! Atemu pushed himself to a standing position,
gripping at the armrest of the chair, the pain behind his eyes bearing down
even more as he attempted to force them open. He relinquished his death grip on
the chair and took a shuffling half step towards the kitchen, his hands out to
feel for anything out of place that would try to trip him up.

�Yugi?� He tried again.

And once again, no response. Except for the insistent banging and
rattling of the kitchen ware. As he shuffled towards the kitchen a loud,
resounding crash echoed through the room, as if someone had broken their entire
collection of dinnerware in one motion.

�Atemu!!! He�s got a knife!!�

It
took a moment for his brain to process the thought and Atemu scrambled into the
kitchen as fast as his legs could carry him.

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Even
before they made it through the door Yugi knew what it was his lover sought. A dark, quiet place in which to wait out the pain. Once he
had Atemu settled comfortably into his favorite chair the small teen set about
to making the living room into the darkest, quietest place on earth.

Once
he was sure that he had done all he could to alleviate the agent�s pain he
retreated to the kitchen to make himself a cup of hot chocolate. It was the
least he deserved for being able to make it through this day without breaking
down. And lord knew that was exactly what he wanted to do.

He
set a cup on the counter and dragged down one of the pans that hung above the sink.
He filled it half way with some milk � no wimpy hot cocoa for him � he wanted
the real thing today. The sun may have cooperated for the funeral, but the
temperature did no such thing. It was still cold enough to leave his toes
tingly feeling from being outside for that extended length of time.

As
he turned the burner to medium and set the pan on top of the flame the creaking
of a floor board in the dining room caught his attention. He almost jumped at
the unexpected sound. It had only been a couple of weeks since his kidnapping
and attempted murder and after a moment of feeling foolish Yugi felt he had
every right to be jumpy.

The
small teen shook his head; it was probably just Atemu returning to his chair
after a trip to the bathroom. He palmed a steak knife and silently crept
towards the dining room. It didn�t hurt to be cautious � just in case.

He
made it no further than two steps and the sight that greeted him in the hall to
the dining room made his hair stand on end. Pegasus leered at him, posing
nonchalantly in the doorway as if he just dropped in for a little chat. His
hair was matted against his head, dingy and stringy as if he hadn�t washed in
days. His rumpled up suit sported stains of unknown origin. The
look in his one visible eye anything but sane.

�Hello little Yugi.� The high priest sneered quietly.
�You�re poor little boyfriend is hurting badly isn�t he?�

Yugi
shook his head, backing away from the insane looking man, the knife in his
hands all but forgotten. The instant he took a step the man was all over him,
his hands on his neck � intent on strangling the life out of him. Yugi did what
anyone in his position would, he flailed his arms, striking out with the knife
and slicing a deep gouge in the man�s shoulder.

Pegasus
hissed as he stumbled backwards, dislodging the knife from Yugi�s hand in the
process, one arm coming up to his wounded arm, as if in disbelief, before
launching another assault. It gave Yugi a chance to reach behind him for
another weapon.

This
time it happened to be the pan on the stove. Gripping the pan tightly he
smacked the man upside the head with it, spilling the milk and knocking his
attacker back against the counter. Arms in the air, Pegasus took out half of
the pans that hung from the rack in his fall. High priest and pans fell to the
floor with a clatter. This time Yugi charged, giving the intruder another whack
upside the head before he could find a suitable shield.

Pegasus
managed to block the second attack with a rather large frying pan. And it
became an all out war. Each side taking wild swings as they fought to disarm
the other one.

Yugi
had had quite enough of someone fucking with his life. The instant Pegasus came
at him with the intent to kill it flipped a switch inside of his brain. The one
thought that rang clear was that this was the man who had tried to kill Atemu,
tried to kill him. And now he was going to try again. And with Atemu
incapacitated it was up to him to protect them both. But he had no idea what to
do. Braining the man with a pan until he was no longer breathing was beginning
to have a certain appeal though.

With
an inhuman snarl he swung the pan wildly, glancing a hard blow off the man�s
injured shoulder and knocking him into the china cabinet in the corner. One of
the doors popped open, showering Pegasus in heavy porcelain. The noise was
deafening.

It
looked like the man was down, and Yugi lowered his weapon for a moment, heaving
an exhausted breath. But a moment was all he got when the wild man came up
swinging and he raised the pan like a shield. This time, what collided with the
pan sounded, in no way, shape, or form, like another pan. Yugi glanced at the
wild look in the man�s one visible eye.

And
then his sight trailed to the wicked looking butcher knife held tightly in
shaking hands.

�You�ve
fucked my life up quite enough little boy. I think its time we end this game.�
Pegasus struck out with the knife again.

Fucked
up his life?! Yugi almost snorted. Just then his greatest fear became known. He
could hear Atemu�s uncertain steps as the agent made his way to the kitchen. Oh
shit!!!

�Atemu!!! He�s got a knife!� Yugi screamed as he
threw an errant dish at the man�s head � distracting him.

Atemu
made it to the kitchen just in time to hear Pegasus as he chuckled maniacally. �Aww, look who�s come to join the party.
And here we thought he was too sick to come.�

Instantly
the hairs on the back of Atemu�s neck were standing at attention. �Fuck you
Pegasus.� He croaked as he snatched a knife out of one of the drawers. It was a
good thing he knew where most things were without having to search very hard
for them. The pain was almost overwhelming, but he couldn�t just sit back and
watch � or listen � as this man killed his Yugi. They had to take this maniac
down.

Yugi
realized what his lover was attempting to do and he made a half hearted charge
at the intruder in order to gain the agent a little more time to find a weapon.

Pegasus
rallied back, taking the teen�s legs out from under him, the pan skidding
across the floor. As Yugi fell to the floor the man chuckled insanely, thinking
he had finally won. Yugi raised his hands over his head in an effort to block
the blow that he knew was coming. As the tip of the knife descended, a muffled
gasp was heard from Pegasus� lips. The knife that had seemed so threatening
earlier clattered to the floor harmlessly, the high priest falling not far from
where Yugi laid, his eyes already glazing over in death.

Atemu
dropped to the ground half conscious, the pain finally overcoming his senses.
He didn�t even know if Yugi was dead or alive. Had he reacted in time? For a
moment there it was almost as if he had his sight back. He could focus on that
glaringly hideous crimson suit that the attacker had worn. Could see it as
clear as day. Maybe it was only a wish, but he only had that split second to
decide whether or not to rely on the information that his eyes were feeding his
brain.

And
he took the chance that he was seeing it correctly, grabbing the hilt of the
knife firmly and launching it at his target. All he could make out before the
shadows took hold of him was that he had hit his mark.

Yugi
pulled himself to his feet, nudging the dead man before kicking the man�s
weapon out of reach. He knew Pegasus was quite dead. The living had never
mastered that blank, cold stare. Once he was fairly sure that his enemy wasn�t
going to rise from the grave and attack him again, the trembling teen made his
way over to where Atemu had fallen.

He
cradled the agent�s body close to his, looking the other over for injuries as
he came down off the adrenaline high.

�Atemu?� He whispered softly.

Nnngh�hurts�bad�� Atemu panted, his eyes
tightly closed.

Yugi
began to look harder for unseen injuries. What if Pegasus had gotten to him
somehow? �Where? Did he get you?�

�N-no�head�hurts.�
The agent replied.

�Shhh�rest now. Let the drugs work.� Yugi whispered
tearfully as he began to massage Atemu�s soft hair.

Ten
minutes later and the two were still in the same position, lying on the kitchen
floor not far from their attacker�s lifeless body. Yugi could tell that the Vicodin was starting to take affect. His lover�s breathing
had slowed and the tension was beginning to leave his body. When Atemu�s
startling ruby eyes began to show themselves Yugi breathed a sigh of relief.

�Hey sexy�how ya
feeling?� He asked
with a grin.

Atemu
smiled up at him, looking him in the eye. �Better. Much, much
better. Gods above little one, I adore your smile. You need to do that
more often.�

�I
promise I will as soon as you start feeling better.� Yugi tweaked his nose,
watching as Atemu scrunched up his face. But then a thought hit him. �Hey�how
did you know I was smiling?�

�I
can see your beautiful face, clear as day little one.� Atemu grinned back,
returning the favor and tweaking Yugi�s nose.

The
teen sat there open mouthed until Atemu took pity on him and tipped it shut.
�You might want to shut that, you�ll catch flies.�

�A-and
you�re not surprised about this?! I thought�that you�when�?�

The
agent pulled Yugi down to him, capturing his lips in an audacious kiss. When
they broke apart he continued to place small butterfly kisses along the stunned
teen�s jaw line.

�I
should be�little one�� He said as he continued to kiss up along Yugi�s neck,
stopping at his ear. �But�I think�the drugs are�affecting my ability to give a
flying fuck��

At
that whispered announcement the small teen burst out into laughter. And that
was the scene that the rest of the group walked into when they returned to the
house�

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Atemu
stared out at the lush green grass that covered the cemetery. How he had come
to be here again, four years after the case that changed his life, he had no
idea. He never liked the thought of visiting cemeteries. Even as a child the
idea of willingly coming out here sent shivers down his spine. But he knew that
he had something to say to a couple of people � even if they could no longer
hear him.

Yugi
seemed to believe that they could.

He
gathered his thoughts and kneeled on the ground, thankful that he could truly
see and appreciate the beautiful serenity of the place that his father had been
laid to rest.

�Dad��
He whispered. �I, ah�damn, if you could just see this place. But I am here for
another reason�I�ve come to say thank you��

He
stayed for a good twenty minutes, just talking about his life and his love.
About how well Isis was doing now that she had
grandchildren to dote on. And how he and Yugi had finally gotten on the list to
adopt and add to the brood. He spoke of Bakura�s
settling down and Marik�s pranks and Seto and Jou�s new baby � a second adoption after the first had gone
so well.

�Hey
sexy, am I interrupting?� Yugi smiled as he snuck up on his lover.

�No
little one, you�re not interrupting at all. In fact, I was just getting ready
to visit someone else and let them know how we�re doing. Would you like to come
with me?� Atemu extended his hand.

�I�d
love to.� Yugi replied.

�I
love you Yugi.� Atemu leaned down and pecked him on the cheek.

�Love
you too.�

Hand
and hand they walked through the cemetery, towards the site where Yugi�s
grandpa was buried. They would be okay now, no matter what happened � thanks to
the two men who had laid down their lives, just to give them a chance to live.

-END

Looking
back at the beginning of this
And
how life was
Just
you and me and love and all of our friends
Living
life like an ocean

But
now the current�s slowly pulling me down
It�s
getting harder to breathe
It
won�t be too long and I�ll be going under
Can
you save me from this

Cause
it�s not my time
I�m
not goin�
There�s
a fear in me
And
it�s not showin�
This
could be the end of me
And
everything that I know

But
I won�t go

I
look ahead to all the plans that we made
And
the dreams that we had
I�m
in a world that tries to take them away
But
I�m taking them back

Cause
all this time
I�ve
just been too blind to understand
What
should matter to me
My
friend this life we live is not what we have
It�s
what we believe

It�s
not my time
I�m
not goin�
There�s
a fear in me
And
it�s not showin�
This
could be the end of me
And
all that I know

But
its not my time
I�m
not goin
There�s
a will in me
And
now I know that
This
could be the end of me
And
everything that I know

But
I won�t go

There
might be more than you believe
There
might be more than you believe
There
might be more than you can see

It�s
not my time
I�m
not goin
There�s
a fear in me
And
it�s not showin
This
could be the end of me
And
all that I know

But
its not my time
I�m
not goin
There�s
a will in me
And
now I know that
This
could be the end of me
And
everything that I know

�There might be more than you believe
There
might be more than you believe
There
might be more than you can see

I
won�t go
Oh no I won�t go down

It�s
not my time: Three Doors Down
- 19
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