The Shape Of My Heart | By : yugistenshi Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 4179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I have a newyears fic which doesn’t leave me alone, but it
will definitely be posted after Jan. 8th (a little late, but there
is no other solution). So please watch out for it, if you are interested in any
crap I’m trying to put into words.
To Karasu8: Thank you for your offer! I will ask for help if
you don’t mind!
To ACIDFLOWER: Please don’t leave!!! I didn’t read this
review, my sister told me about it. Don’t take it too
seriously, there are a lot of
people who like your fics ( including myself, though I didn’t review
… shame on me!). Don’t give up so
easily! You have to stand up and fight back, you are a talented
writer! English is not and never
will be your first language aomeoomeone can not expect it to be
perfect! Please don’t leave
because some stupid asshole flamed you! That would be a great loss!
Chapter Six: Careless
I blinked, the sun filtering in through the curtains
stinging in my eyes as I was still half asleep. Light movement beside me,
however, brought me back to full awareness. I blinked again and looked down as
beautiful amethyst orbs fluttered open, causing me to smile.
“Good morning, Aibou.”
He smiled back, snuggling closer to me like he did the night
before.
“Morning,” he mumbled into my chest.
I began to lightly stroke his soft, silky hair, my thoughts
wandering back to the previous day. If I had to die that exact moment with him
lying in my arms, I would die the happiest man on earth.
He shifted slightly beside me, groaning something I didn’t
understand.
“Come on, Yami. Grandpa certainly is waiting for us with
breakfast.”
I smiled down at him, hugging him to my chest before getting
up and into the bathroom. I knocked on his door when I was finished, as I
always did, and slowly decended down the stairs and into the kitchen to find
Sugoroku smiling up at me.
“So? You guys not not fighting anymore?”
I smiled back at him, shaking my head.
“No, not at all.”
“Mind telling me what was going on then?” Sugoroku asked.
Yugi chose that moment to enter the room and gave me a
strange look. I just looked back at him with questioning eyes as he took a seat
beside his grandfather and shook his head.
“Not yet, Grandpa. Please give me some time. Okay with you?”
Sugoroku just nodded looking up at me, but as I was as
clueless as him, I couldn’t do more than shrug my shoulders.
&;
;
The day went by rather quietly, Yugi going to school and me
helping Sugoroku with the gameshop. He left some time in the afternoon, though,
because he wanted to visit a friend. He was ill and lying in hospital for
several weeks now and Sugoroku didn’t want him to be left all to himself the
whole day. So he left every day for a couple ours urs to cheer him up a bit,
but Yugi and I didn’t mind. We were capable of taking care of us ourselves.
Shortly after I started restocking some card packages, the
small bells over the door chimed. I turned around and was rewarded with the
most beautiful smile as Yugi came up to hug me. I hugged him back.
“A lot of homework?” I asked as he flopped down on one of
the stools behind the counter.
“Nah, just a bit of math, nothing particularly hard either.
Why?” he asked curiously.
“Hm, just a question. But we could go to see a movie or something
tonight. No school tomorrow.”
He beamed at that and I just had to smile. The sight of him
being so happy was too cute.
“That’d be so great,” he squealed with joy.
“What would be great?” a false sweet voice inquiered.
I didn’t hear the door open or close, too absorbed in the
small conversation Yugi and I had shared. But I knew very well who was standing
right behind me and hugging my waist. I shoved her away immediately and turning
around I took a few steps back towards the counter.
“Ouch, what was that for, Yami, my dear? Not happy to see
me?”
I swallowed hard and looked back at Yugi, fear written all
over his face and emanating through our link. I took a deep breath and turned
around to face her.
“No, I’m not. And now get lost, we don’t want to see you
ever again,” I stated, voice stern.
Her face instantly changed from her false friendly look to a
deep frown. It didn’t linger there for long as she started to grin like the
lunatic she was.
“So, you finally told him? How couragous. But you are going
to pay for this, the both of you,” she spit, turning around to leave.
“Don’t forget to lock your door, Yugi, or you might regret
it. Ha, ha!”
I turned around immediately when she was gone, running to
take Yugi into my arms.
“Why, Yami?” he sobbed. “I never did something to her, nor
did you.”
I ran my hand over his back, rubbing little circles to sooth
him, the other stroking his head. I burried my face in his tri-coloured hair,
trying not to cry as well. She threatened him again.
“It’s alright. She is not going to do anything right now.
We’ll tell Grandpa when he comes home. He’ll know what to do.” I tried to keep
my voice as steady and calm as possible in order to not upset him even more. He
was so sensitive what sometimes was his greatest strength. Just not at a moment
like this.
He nodded his head, slowly letting go of me and wiping his
eyes with his sleeves. He smiled that innocent smile of his and I wanted
nothing more than to kiss him right now as the telephone decided to choose
exactly that moment to ring. I caressed his cheek and walked through the door
and into the hallway to get the phone.
“Kame Gameshop. What can I do for you?”
The voice at the other end told me that there was a new
package at the postoffice that needed to be picked up. I frowned at that,
looking back into the shop where Yugi was sitting, starting to do his homework,
a few stray tears still running down his face.
I padded over to him, sighing at the news I had for him.
“Yugi, I have to go out for a moment. The postoffice called
and I need to pick up a package. You going to be alright on your own?”
He sighed as well and nodded slowly, fear leaking through
our mental link. I embraced him, placing a small kiss to his head as I said:
“I’ll hurry.”
He smiled at me as I walked out of the door, waving.
I tried to get home as fast as possible again, the long cue
in the postoffice not helping much. I waited impatiently for my number to
flicker on that god damn screen and instantly leaped out of the door when I got
the package.
The way back seemed to be stretching itself with every step
I took and it felt like an eternity until I arrived at the shop. I gazed
through the displaywindow to find the spot behind the counter empty. The
concern for my little Hikari immediately clouded my mind and I rushed in
through the door, the package carelessly falling to the ground in front of the
door. I stormed throught he house all the time shouting his name, but all in
vain. I couldn’t find him and when I was finally back in the shop I noticed the
millenium puzzle lying on the ground behind the counter. That meant that I was
never going to find him any time soon, our mental link cut off.
I slumped down on my knees, cradling Yugi’s puzzle to my
chest, my tears staining the ancient piece.
“I’m sorry, Aibou. I disappointed you again.”
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