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Nefer Reswet Per-Aah

Ch2 – Ancient Voices

"Come on Yami!" Yugi whined. "Come with Jou and I to the arcade. It'll be so much fun."

"Who's going to run the shop?" he asked. He really didn't want to run the shop, but he didn't want to go out either. He wanted to stay in the recliner and wallow in his self-pity.

"Grandpa will, now come on!" Yugi practically drug Yami out of his chair, and rushed him out to the car before he had a chance to realize what was going on.

"Alright, now lets go have some fun!" Jou exclaimed from the driver's seat.

Yami laid his head back against the seat and groaned. He didn't want to go anywhere, damn it!

"Come on Yami, you'll enjoy it, I promise," his aibou tried to convince him, his purple eyes a mirror of the worry that Yami himself had been feeling.

'I guess I can try to have fun...for Yugi's sake...'

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An hour later Yami was laughing along with Yugi, as they watched Jou attempt to play the newest game at the arcade, Dance Dance Revolution. Yami had to bite his lip to keep from bursting out laughing like Yugi just did, when Jou slipped and fell off the machine. Yami ran over to him.

"Are you alright?"

Jou looked up at him with dazed eyes.

"Yeah, I think I'll be okay," Jou said as he took Yami's offered hand and hauled himself up.

Jou dusted off his jeans, then gave Yami a crooked smile.

"Told you you'd have fun."

Yami was shocked to realize that Jou was right. He was having fun. He wasn't worried about his memories or his past. And, most importantly, he hadn't been thinking about a certain blue-eyed beauty.

"Come on Yami," Yugi said as he Jou headed towards the other side of the street, "Let's get some pizza, ok?"

Yami smiled slowly, then proceeded to follow them, his eyes closed as he tilted his face towards the sun. Life at that moment felt so good, so perfect, that he never wanted to let it go. He didn't want to worry about his past, or Seth, or anything at all.

'What can possibly go wrong?'

That was the last thought Yami had before he heard Yugi scream.

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Mokuba wasn't the only person to witness what had happened. People now covered the streets as paramedics yelled for everyone to get back.

'What were you thinking Yami?'

Mokuba saw it all happen. He had just left the sushi shop, where he had bought some sushi to take home to Seto. After all, he was going to visit him today. It was Sunday, so he knew Kaiba Corp. was closed.

He had seen Yami walk across the street, and he was going to call out to him. He knew Yami hadn't been feeling well recently, so he'd been glad to see that he was moving around out in town. But what he hadn't expected was for Yami to stop in the middle of the road. He had started to run towards him, to tell him to get out of the way. The oncoming car had made it there first.

He watched, horrified, as Yami flew a good ten feet before hitting the ground. His hands had hit first, but as they buckled, his arms pushed out, making him do a small somersault before his back, then head, hit the ground with a resounding thud.

Mokuba had only been a few feet away from Yugi and Jou when it happened. He watched Yugi run towards Yami, and started to run towards him himself, but breathed a sigh of relief when Jou caught Yugi around his chest and kept him from moving. The paramedics needed to do their job, without people, friends or not, getting in the way.

Once Yami had been taken to the hospital, Mokuba ran the last couple of feet to where they were standing.

"Come on," Mokuba said, making their heads turn suddenly towards him. "My car's just across the street, and not boxed in as yours is."

Both Yugi and Jou looked towards Jou's old red Toyota, and sure enough, cars were parked on all sides of it. There would be now way they could get it out right now.

They both followed Mokuba towards his car, only a block or so away from where they were standing.

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Mokuba flipped open his cell phone as they sped along the freeway in his stylish Porsche. He needed to call Seto and tell him what had happened, since he was supposed to be spending time with his big brother, not driving Yugi and Jou to the hospital.

"Hey Seto," Mokuba greeted his big brother as he answered the phone.

"Is everything ok, you should've been home by now," Seto responded, no real worry in his voice, just parental curiosity and concern.

"I'm headed to the hospital."

"You're what?," Seto responded, disbelief etched in his voice. "Why? What happened? Is everything okay? Are you okay?"

"Calm down Seto, I'm fine," Mokuba casually reassured his brother as he slowed down to take the exit off the freeway. "It's Yami. He was hit by a car."

Seto didn't answer for so long that Mokuba frowned.

"Seto? You okay?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. How about I meet you at the hospital?"

"Sure," Mokuba replied, "But you don't have to, I'll be home later this after-"

"No, it's fine," Seto interjected, "I'll see you in about twenty minutes."

Mokuba flipped his phone closed. Boy, was Seto acting weird.

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Doctors and nurses rushed around the room, preparing everything they needed for their newest patient. Nurses grabbed I.V. and blood bags, while the doctors found their steel instruments and bandages. Another nurse still grabbed an oxygen tank and mask. They were prepared for the worst.

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What is this place? Why are there voices all around me? It must be the Ancient ones; it must be Ancient voices, calling me to their plane once again. They called me when I died as pharaoh, and now they call me again. They want me, they want my life, my soul; everything. The Ancients will take me, take me far away from here. And I will lay here still and quiet, waiting for the angels to come.