Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, and I won't own it, not tomorrow, not soon, not ever.
Warning: Shounen Ai content
Pairing: Yami/Yugi
== Story dedicated to Teenage Vampiress- Itazuramono, Crystal-chan ==
Twelfth Day of Fall,
4th year of Search
It is getting cold, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer from the nature's lack of mercy. The skies are no longer so bright, as they were only a month ago. My whole body hurts, as I got hurt by more villagers. I don't know how it happens, but my reputation has gone really far already. I think the price for my head is getting higher. But I couldn't care less.
I sense that I'm getting closer. Every time he stops, I step closer. But I don't know how, he always manages to slip between my fingers... And somehow, I always end up more troubled. But I won't give up. I will keep looking for him, up to the end of time.
When I saw those people... I felt my stomach hurt. It's getting more out of control, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it anymore. The expression on their faces... Of terror, horror... I felt like a part of me was crying, but yet they meant nothing to me. What is happening to me? Am I getting too obsessed with him that I'm losing my humanity? No. I don't think so. I think I gave up pity and sorrow. All I have is longing... I feel hollow.
If only I could see him again... If only we could be together again... I wish I could turn back time, and I wish I could tell him what I wanted at the time I was supposed to. Now time is against me, and the distance between us only increases. Won't we ever be able to speak again? I'm growing weaker every day... It's consuming me... Whenever I see the color of blood, I pray and think that it's going too far... That the curse is deepening. Could it even? Wasn't it already bad as it was? How many nights would I be able to stand it? My heart beats at great speed every time dusk comes.
But I won't give up... I've come too far to.
I was so close I could almost sense him. I could feel his scent there... I would never forget it.
One step closer. I will soon meet him. That's what I believe in, and what motivates me to continue.
- M. Y.
His teeth were clenched together. His hands moved furiously against each other in an attempt of warming up, the tip of his fingers cold as ice. His pale face was flushed and his eyes narrowed, his mind refusing to give in to the cold. Only one thought remained in him. To continue walking towards his destination.
As he moved, the sound of his footsteps was almost inaudible, as the wind blew by him with such force that its sound as all he could hear. He was shivering. Looking up, he watched as dark clouds covered the sky. The sun could not make his way through the barrier, and so the world was covered in semi-darkness. It was still so early, but it looked so late. Indeed the weather had not been like that only a month ago.
He stopped and looked around, forcing his hurting eyes to see. There. He spotted the old warehouse. Ruined by the force of time, severely punished by the will of nature. Abandoned for unknown reasons, that he really didn't care to find out. All he had to do was get there. That was all he wanted.
It only took him a couple of minutes to pass through the open entrance, where once there was a door, but to him it seemed more like hours. The cold made his mind mildly numb. No matter how much he tried to get used to it.
He sat down on the dusty floor, tired. As he regained his breath, his hand moved toward a bag hidden behind some broken wood. It was still there, as he had expected. Nobody would think there was something valuable in such a miserable place. Actually, if anybody did find the bag, they would find nothing valuable for them. Because all there was inside were clothes and a picture.
And that exactly picture was the most precious thing for him.
He closed his eyes, and sighed deeply. Pulling the bag towards himself, he opened it and took out an old picture. Though there were no colors in it, he made his memory put each color at the exact place. Like he held an imaginary brush, he saw a beautiful red house instead of an ordinary gray one. The flowers in the yard all over the picture gained their specific colors, giving a little more of life to the image.
And he could hear, even if it was only in his mind, the laughter that each person in the image let out. Giggles and chuckles. The little shine in their eyes only he could see, nobody else.
His index finger traced the figures of the older ones in the picture and his eyes lost their focus momentarily, remembering how their voices sounded. But it was so distant. Such a distant memory...
And then his eyes fell on the remaining ones on the image. Suddenly he shook his head, and placed the picture back into his bag. Those were good times. But they were all traitors. He could not forget what the life he had had, but he could forget those... They meant nothing to him. Nothing but old, lost memories. He just could not forget them, or he would forget who he was.
And then, his life would be over.
He stood up, placing the bag around his shoulder, and walked away, the wind threatening to blow him away. But he had a destination. And had determination.
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'Dark' sighed, and leaned against a wall, by now really far away from the villagers that hunted him. He closed his eyes, trying to think on what to do next, when a particular scent drew his attention.
Looking up at the sky, 'Dark' saw his suppositions becoming true when, slowly, tiny drops of water fell from dark clouds, touching his skin like piercing nails. Rain was just what he didn't need right now.
Adjusting a bag on his shoulder, 'Dark' walked further into an unknown path, trying to find clues that would lead him to a proper destination. He needed anything. Anything that could give him some light. Anything that could allow him to think where to go next.
Tonight is the second day of Full Moon. Maybe... his eyes narrowed with thought. Some place with few people... The next town is not too far, but... It's too dangerous...
A beautifully forged gun hung around his waist, placed on his belt. Although maybe 'Dark' had no intention on using it, it was there for precaution. If anything happened, anything... Maybe, it would be best to use it. He could not bear having any accidents to happen. Though the bullets contained inside the gun were deadly, they were merely there for safe purposes. And not to kill. Never to kill. He would not think about killing...
And the previous owner wouldn't need it anyway. He sighed deeply.
As he walked, hugging himself without any protecting from the wind and rain, his blurred vision allowed him to see very little of what lied ahead. But there was a dark spot placed at the end of his track that he could easily make out. For the size of the shadow, it could be a castle of some sort.
But was there supposed to have a castle around here? Maybe it wasn't a castle. Maybe it was a mansion. The shadow was too small to be a castle, but too big to be a simple mansion. But he had experiences with mansions. And he had never heard of any kings that lived in the surroundings in any part of the past.
Perhaps it's an abandoned mansion. His eyes were narrowed, and not only to protect them from the cold rain, but also in order to think straighter. It's the perfect shelter...
With his mind made up, he began to walk as fast as he could towards the dark spot at the end of his path. At least, he could be sure that no innocents were to get hurt if anything happened... He knew it too well.
And he knew he was getting close. Real close. He felt that he needed to get there soon. The time was against him, as it had been for too, too long.
What if he could find him that night? Right before it happened? Maybe he could do something to prevent it. He wouldn't allow him to get hurt. No, he had searched him for far too long, and with far too caution to let anything happen to him.
If he were lucky, he could find him there...
He knew he was close. Far too close.
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The sky was as dark at midday as it was at dawn. No ray of the sun dared to peek through the darkened clouds. Sometimes, only for a few seconds, only to get covered by the rain clouds again.
His feet touched the ground carelessly, and he didn't really care. All he wanted was to get there... To get to that old, old shelter. The rain poured down on him mercilessly, and he could feel his hands trembling uncontrollably. He was almost blind by the water falling down over his eyes, and with no light around, it was difficult to see where he was going. He had almost fallen to the ground several times.
As he kept running, he lost track of time. Not that he knew much of it lately, but sometimes he could tell the hour by looking at the position of the sun in the sky. Now, not even daylight wanted to help him. Was he damned to find his way blindly through the darkness?
All he knew was that his lungs were tired, his throat was hurting, and his legs needed to rest. And he was afraid that, the moment he looked up at the sky, the moon would reveal itself from through the clouds and would smile at him, causing the panic to grow inside his chest. And then, he would fall into unconsciousness and only God knew what he could do.
Looking up, his eyes red and hurt because of the rain, and found himself at the gates of an old, ruined mansion. The wind passed by him, and its cold brought to him a whistle that called him, demanded him to enter.
He was panting. And his head hurt. He needed to rest. And looking up at the windows in the first and second floors of the mansion, he prayed that no one found him inside.
Not even he.
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Cold blue, impassive eyes passed from one distressed face to another. He stood in the Town Square, not caring about the soft rain that just began to fall, and questioned the mayor. He had been called there, in the very early morning. They were lucky he was around.
"It was a werewolf!! Murdered our old friend Naito and his children mercilessly, cruelly! Please, please find the killer!! Kill the beast!! We'll pay you anything, Mr. Kaiba!"
The tall man narrowed his eyes.
"Are you aware that the responsible for this, when not in the Full Moon, is a normal man? Are you telling me to kill somebody who is merely unfortunately cursed?"
"I don't care! Find him, and kill him!!"
The mercenary Mr. Seto Kaiba smirked.
"Yes, Mr. Mayor."
"We have an idea of the murderer..." a woman said, coming by, trembling. Her eyes were red from crying. Crying for the poor dead souls she saw by the morning. It was too much.
"Who?" Mr. Kaiba asked.
"'Dark'..." she said, and motioned to a "WANTED" image stuck on the nearest wall. The mercenary raised an eyebrow.
"Yami[1]...? Alright... This makes things easier."
Broken - End of Chapter 1
[1] It's not like Kaiba "knows" his name. 'Dark' is only a nickname. Kaiba only spoke it in his native language, because he was deep in thought. And yes, I know "Yami" means "Darkness", not "Dark", bear with me.
A/N: I think that was awfully short -.- Gomen nassai... I think I'm not at the best of my writing moods. And yes, I know it took an awfully long time for this chapter to come out, and I'm sorry about that. I was certainly not in the mood for writing, I've been reading more -.- Now that it seems I'll have a little more time to write, I'll see what I can do for my faithful readers…
And you all guys must thank Rikainiel for this update, because she yelled pretty loudly in my ear to write XD Thanks Rikky-chan… You writing inspired me to write
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Pretenna – XD! I'm glad you like it, M-chan!! U You too, Pretenna-chan… And… Is Yuugi REALLY the werewolf? :wicked grin:
Hime no Ichigo - :blinks: Whoa, I reminded you of HP? XD Coolness!!! :giggles: It would be funny if Yami's pic in the sign could move like Sirius… :giggles again:
Anyway, sorry for taking so long to update -.- You know how lazy my mind gets at times… And hey, I'm reading your stories XD Just wait… It's a long day…
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hobbit13 – Hehehe, darker indeed… And yes, it's placed in an old century… I can't tell which though… U :grabs the chocolate bar: Thanks! I hope you liked this chapter!! :mumbles: I particularly think it could be better… -.-
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Now, my friends, I have to go… I hope that I get to write sooner now, for this story and the other ones… :sighs: Better ask foe Rikainiel-chan to yell at me to write again XD
Ja ne!!
Lily M.