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Mouth of Yomi	By : Silvershadowfire Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 9, already yet so soon.
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DISCLAIMER: See Chapter 1 and Chapter 5
Notes: {flashbacks}

<thoughts>

:mind speech:

-gumi - group. Takes less time to type than �Yugi and his friends�, ne?

Kekui neb-heba.w - Duel Monsters (at least most of them) term of address for Atem.

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Chapter 9 ~Darkness in Tokyo~
The train rumbled through the Japaneountountryside, carrying with it Yugi, his friends and all his hopes. The air-space around Toyko had been closed off because of the darkness in the centre of the city, so they had been forced to take the train; however, they had found a big surprise when they reached the station in Domi/P> /P>

{Dressed in hi �Battle City� outfit, Kaiba Seto waited by the entrance to the station; in one hand he held his ubiquitous briefcase, in the other the Millennium Rod. Impatience covered his features like a mask.

�About time.� he greeted the Yugi-gumi. �Come on. I�ve already reserved the train to take us to Tokyo.�}

Nobody had expected Seto to show up, never mind accompany them to Tokyo. Yugi hadn�t been able to force himself to speak with the other - his embarrassment and shame had been too great. Not that it really mattered - as soon as everyone had boarded the train, he had vanished.

IdlyIdly Yugi played with his Magic and Wizards deck, flicking the cards back and forth in a one-handed trick that Atem had taught him. The cards flashed under his fingers, one by one, unnoticed as his mind drifted back to the morning.

{�This is for you.� Yugi handed the golden Millennium Scales to Marik. The platinum blonde teen stared at him, shocked.

�Yugi-kun�I can�t accept this. It�s not�you can�t�� he stuttered.

�Yes I can.� Yugi pressed the golden balance scale into his friend�s hands. �I - and Atem-koi - are the Guardians of the Items now. Shadi said so, so I can give this to anyone I think is worthy to carry it.� Yugi smiled slightly. �I think�that anyone who is destined for one item can use the others - that�s why you could use the Rod even though it was always destined for Seto-kun. Why the Tauk worked for me, if only once; and Yami Bakura could use the Eye as well as the Ring. It�s the only thing that makes sense to me.�

Marik stared at the Scales in his hand. �Why this? Why me?�

�It spoke to me.� Yugi blushed. �This morning, when I got up, the Sennen Eye in the middle started to glow, and in my mind I saw an image of you holding the Scales, so�� He shrugged again, as though giving out priceless Egyptian artefacts to reformed psychopaths was an everyday occurrence. �Besides, you don�t want to take over the world anymore, do you?�

�No��

�And Yami Marik has been banished, consumed by the Shadows.�

�Yes��

�Well, then, I don�t see the problem.� }

Yugi smiled to himself. The look on Marik�s face had been priceless.

He felt someone sit down next to him, and looked up to meet Bakura�s face.

�How aou dou doing?� he asked.

Yugi grimaced. �As well as can be expected, I guess.�

�It was a bit of a shock to wake up this morning and find breakfast ready, courtesy of a person who tried to kill himself the night before.� His white-haired friend�s voice was gentle, not accusatory.

�I like to cook.� Yugi answered. �Bakura-kun?�

&#ai?�ai?�

�Do you think that dreams�can sometimes be more?� Yugi reached up to touch the bite mark now hidden under his neck-collar.

�I hope so.� Bakura murmured, a faraway look in his dark eyes. Idly he ran a finger along the edge of the Ring. Suddenly he looked down at Yugi. �You dreamed last night too? Is that why all of a sudden you are acting calmer?�

�Hai.� Yugi wished he still had to Puzzle - he felt undressed, uncomfortable without it. He grasped the Tauk in his pocket. It had worked for him and Atem once, during the Battle City finals, so it might work again, and one never knew when a glimpse of the future might come in handy. �I dreamed of Atem-koi�� He stopped. The details were just a little too - intimate - to share.

�I dreamed of Yami Bakura.� the other teen admitted. Yugi looked up sharply before pulling his mind out of the gutter. He didn�t think� there was no way Bakura and his yami could physically have had the same relationship as he and Atem did.

The conversation died, both of them lost in thought.

Bakura took out his own Magic and Wizards deck, staring at the magic card on the bottom - Change of Heart. Perhaps, just perhaps�he�d dreamed of Yami Bakura, dressed in strange clothes, weeping beside a huge, blackened pit. His scarred face had held such pain that Bakura had wanted to weep himself. The darkness in his yami�s heart was so deep and bitter, but with a little magic�

He could feel it now. Despite what he had told the others after he�d pulled Yugi out of the fire, Bakura could remember a little of what had happened. And a single phrase kept running through his mind.

��the Left Eye of Horus��

He didn�t know what it meant, but he knew, deep in his heart, that it would become clear, someday. He looked at he shorter teen beside him and the phrase running through his mind changed.

��the Right Eye of Horus��

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At the front of the train, Kaiba Seto glared out the window as thought the innocent countryside was responsible for his current predicament. His briefcase rested at his feet, but he still clung to the Millennium Rod. He shouldn�t help Yugi, but with those cursed memories still running through his mind, he knew that all the superstitious claptrap Yugi had spouted was nothing less than truth. And if he had really been High Priest to the Pharaoh, that meant an obligation. How he could feel responsible for an oath he had made three thousand years ago in a past life was beyond him, but the feeling nevertheless remained. He punched the window in frustration, cold glass vibrating against his knuckles. With a sigh he slumped forward. If he was honest with himself, then there was a very good reason why he was helping Yugi and Atem.

Kisara. The love his past self had felt for the white-haired girl seemed to have translated into his own heart, bringing with it both a pain and a strength he couldn�t have imagined before. Because although he and Kisara could never be together, he was never far from her either. He pulled the Blue Eyes White Dragon out of his pocket and stared at the cardboard, running the forefinger of his other hand over the picture. It didn�t do her justice, but then nothing could.

The train rumbled on, headed into destiny.
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Atem woke feeling calm, refreshed, and sweaty. He gently disentangled himself from the furry mound of Kuribohs stretched. Waiting patiently beside his �bed� stood the Magician of Black Chaos. Atem stared at the Duelmonster in surprise before putting two and two together.

�My dream.� he said, picking up the pile of cloth also waiting beside him. �You had something to do with it?�

�Yes, Kekui neb-heba.w.� the Magician replied. �We tried to rejoin what had been severed, but we failed. I beg your forgiveness.�

�It�s alright.� Atem smiled. It was amazing, the kind of changes time and the influence of an innocent hikari could have. Three thousand years ago he�d probably be pitching a royal fit about now. �You tried, and for a little bit at least you succeeded. Thank you.�

�It is an honour.� By now Atem had struggled into the tight leather and was feeling much more like himself. He ran his hands through his tousled hair, wishing for a brush, then sat down and calmly ate the breakfast someone had kindly left for him. The Kuribohs had rejoined into one, who �kuued� and snuggled against Atem�s leg.

�Thank you as well, Kuriboh.� Atem patted the brown furball affectionately.

�Kekui neb-heba.w, we have volunteered to stay and protect you. You cannot afford further injuries - the shadows here are dangerous.�

�You and Kuriboh?� Atem asked, wiping his hands on his pants.

�Not alone.� The Magician gestured and two more forms appeared out of the ebon air. The Dark Magician bowed to Atem, while his apprentice squealed and glomped him. Her master groaned.

�Hello, Mana.� Atem smiled at the girl, who giggled and planted a kiss on his forehead.

�Hello, Atem-sama!� Unlike the other duel monsters, Mana the Dark Magician Girl had picked up the Japanese forms of address. Mahaado thwacked her sharply on the head with his staff.

�Manners, Mana.�

�Yes, Master.� she said, rising and helping Atem to his feet. He smiled at all of them.

�Thank you.� he said. Pulling out the bag that held his collected pieces of the Millennium Puzzle, he counted them. About halfway, then. Hopefully only one more day and he could get out of this hellhole.
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