My Sweet Angel by Tikaru

Tikaru: Okay. It seems I am finally able to update my stories I am really sorry for the long wait.

Bakura: You should be sorry. You said I would be in the chapters soon.

Tikaru: Hm...When did I say that exactly?

Bakura: Please tell me that you remember...

Tikaru: Whether I remember or whether I do not remember has nothing to do with you

Bakura: It has EVERYTHING to do with me! It's ME that has everything to lose because I WANT to be in the story.

Tikaru: Um...But...

Bakura: I...will...kill...you...if...I...am...not...in...this...chapter.

Tikaru: But if you did that if I didn't put you in this chapter then you wouldn't be in any of the chapters at all because I would be all dead and stuff.

Bakura...

-Silence, then...-

Bakura: ..WHEN DID YOU START THINKING! WHO SAID YOU COULD THINK! -Takes rolled up newspaper and whacks Tikaru over the head repeatedly- YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO THINK!

Tikaru: Ow..I'm-OW Sorry-Ow I-ow Promise-Ow I wont -OW. All right you can be in the chap-OW chapter.

Bakura: That's what I thought you said.

Tikaru: -mutters- Well you thought wrong but whatever

Bakura: NO!

Tikaru: OW!

Bakura: Thinking! NO THINKING!

Tikaru: OwOwOwOwOwOwOwOwOw. I'm just...going to start the chapter now.

Bakura: Damn Straight.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or anything in the story becaue... because I don't!

Chapter 7

"Today will be partly cloudy with a slight chance of rain," The TV droned on as I poured myself a glass of orange juice. Setting the juice on the table where I had been previously sitting before my craving for a drink, I turned down the TV. The news was always boring and the weather would be different on every channel. Sitting down, clad in my pajamas with the Dark magician's on them. I recalled last night.

/Flashback\\

I was having a horrible dream. In my dream...I was being chased. Being chased by someone I both knew, but had never seen before my entire life. I didn't know why but I was scared. More afraid than I had ever been in my entire life. Though my feet were tiring and I felt they would fall off at any moment. I continued running. Why was I so afraid? What was I afraid of? Is anyone even chasing me or am I...Am I just imagining it. I wanted to look behind me. I truly did, but something told me not to. A little voice telling me I would not like what I saw, but I turned and what I saw...made me stop in my tracks.

I saw a man...and I saw a woman...the man was yelling at the woman...the woman was crying. I couldn't see their faces, but I saw a little boy A little boy who could not have been older than two years old, he was staring up, right in the middle of this crossfire of words. Gestures at him caused the boy to cry. He couldn't understand, but he knew they were yelling because of him. He knew the tears that fell down the young woman's face were because of him and he knew the yelling that the man was doing...was because of him. Suddenly, the woman picked up the child protectively clutching him tightly against her body, as if protecting him from some invisible force that threatened to hurt him.

Quickly, I was jerked back into reality when I had opened my eyes and saw myself in a familiar room. This room protected by ancient Egyptian deity statues and such. My face staring into the wall of this room, I heard the breathing of my other half. I sighed in contempt as I remembered where I was and how I had gotten there. It was all right. Everything was all right because I had Yami. He would protect me no matter what happened...which hopefully nothing would happen.

Turning my body carefully so as not to wake him. I stole a glance of my lover who had his crimson orbs open and was staring directly at me. In my surprise, a small eep came out of my mouth and I sat up.

"Aibou?"

"I'm sorry Yami you just surprised me. I didn't know you where awake. I'm sorry," I apologized, giving a little nervous laugh.

"Were you having a bad dream?" He asked sitting up as well. The question surprised me.

"Well...I Uh..I wasn't...a ...bad dream" I said. That was the truth. It wasn't really a bad dream. More of a ...well..I didn't know.

"You were restless. You're mind was frantic for escape from somewhere."

"Wha.." I suddenly remembered the mind link and how it not only connected our thoughts, but emotions as well. "Oh..right...mind link...I'm sorry Yami. "

"Would you like to talk about your 'wasn't a bad dream'?" He asked, a suspicious look crossing his face as he stared at me. Why was he looking at me like that? I guess he doesn't believe me.

"Yami" I sighed, "I really didn't have a bad dream. It just...disturbed me a little. I seemed like more of a bad memory."

"Would you like to talk about your...memory then...since it disturbed you so greatly."

"Actually. I'd rather not" I said avoiding his gaze "But don't worry Yami it wasn't anything to worry about at all."

"I trust you're judgment. If you do not wish to speak of it then we will not," His arms found themselves around me. I knew that I was probably worrying him, but telling him the dream might worry him more. Then what? What would I do then? I didn't want to worry him. He was, after all, the love of my life. I would do anything for the person sitting in front of me, with his arms tightly around my frame. We were probably closer than any couple before us because we had shared a body after all. Although, that time seems so long ago. He hadn't gone back to his own time...because he wanted to be with me. He would do anything to protect me. We would protect each other from anything and everything that came our way. That thought gave me comfort and I was sure it gave him comfort as well.

My arms went around him as well. We sat in the bed, just like that for the longest time, but before I knew it. I woke up again. Lying on the bed. Had I fallen asleep? Or had it all just been a dream? But that thought was put to rest when I felt arms tighten around my waist. My eyes looked beside me, from the wall to my Yami. I gave a little smile and looked up at the window, which showed streams of light threw the cracks.

Its already daytime. I blinked as a little equation clicked together in my head. What day was it? Awake+sunlightSchool. SCHOOL! Wait...I tried to think back to the other day. Um..Oh yeah. Holiday. I sighed in relief. While I had been doing that little equation in my head, I had risen to a sitting position. Yami grunted in protest as I quietly got out of bed so as not to wake him.

\\End Flashback/

That brings me to now. Sitting in the chair. Drinking my orange juice. A knock on the door signaled me to get up. I wonder if it's Jou. I took a quick look at the TV, where in the bottom right corner, the time played. Already bored at 9:32 Jou. I laughed to myself as I got up and walked over to the door. I unlocked it without looking threw the peephole, thinking it was Jou or Triston. Someone I knew, but as I opened the door. A tall figure loomed over me. It took me a moment to look up at the man's face.

He had black hair down to his shoulders. Overall he had a clean appearance, black sunglasses covered his eyes and he had a hard face that reminded me of Seto's Kaiba's expression. He wore a clean black suit with a red tie, which had been just ironed and shiny black shoes.

"Excuse me little boy is you're Grandfather home." he asked me kindly. As though he had recited it. He sounded like some sort of robot.

"My..My grandfather?" I repeated to myself slowly.

"Yes. I don't want have to repeat myself no go" He said. It was a command. I command that I immediately headed. I turned around and started to walked threw the dining room. Threw the living room to my grandfather's room. "Grandpa?" I whispered so as not to startle him awake. He grunted, but didn't awaken so I walked to his besides attempting to shake him awake with my already trembling hand "Grandpa" I said louder this time. No response. It was like trying to wake a dead person "GRANDPA!" I nearly yelled. This woke him up. Finally.

"Yu-Yugi. What is it? What's all the ruckus?"

"There's eh...someone here to see you".

My grandpa blinked and then smiled, but his smiled faulted when he saw my face. "Don't like the visitor Yugi".

I shook my head signaling I didn't.

"Alright then." Grandpa got up and still in his pajama's walked out of the room. For some reason I felt I needed Yami. I followed out my Grandpa up until the living room. Where then I turned and walked up the stairs too where our rooms met. Reaching my hand out to the doorknob to Yami's room. I stopped. Wait...this is stupid. I don't want Yami to worry besides it's probably-

"I don't care if you're his lawyer, I don't care if you're the best lawyer in all of Japan. I don't care if the Emperor himself told me to give my grandson to you. I will not allow you bring him back to that killer!"

"In all respect, Mr. Mouto, I don't believe you have a choice in the matter. If you do not hand over Yugi Mouto now I will be forced to go to extreme measures."

Okay. Now I was afraid, my body nearly paralyzed in fear. Bring me...go back to...him? How could they even consider that. The door opened suddenly causing me to fall onto someone. Yami! He was awake. We landed on the ground, well, floor with a grunt.

"I'm sorry," I apologized quickly jumping up, but then my franticness took me over "Yami they want to take me away. They want to take me away!"

"Calm down little one.." He said patting my head as he crouched down beside the wall near the stairs so he could hear clearly, but would not be seen.

"Yami!" I nearly cried, but he put a finger to his lips. So I dejectedly just sat down beside him.

" -police will come and arrest you."

"...I hope you know you're giving my only grandson. My daughter's child, to the man who killed her in cold blood. I will get Yugi back."

"That's for the courts to deicide,"

Wait...was that it?

The rustling of papers could be heard and a number of sign here's.

He was giving me away. Just like that. How could he,

(Yugi. He's not giving you away.)

((That's what it sounds like to me))

(This is temporary. I believe he won't give up though.)

((But...he's just letting me go back to-)

(So he can get you back. He can't do anything if he goes to jail, besides...you aren't going anywhere.)

((what do you mean I'm not going anywhere?))

"Yugi." My grandpa's voice called from the bottom of the steps and it was then Yami stood up.

"Yami?" I questioned "What are you-" And then it hit me "Yami...you aren't-" He knelt down in front of me and his lips met mine with a deep kiss, his arms wrapping around me.

(I will protect you from anything. I said this and I meant it. Yugi..) His voice echoed in my mind.

((Yami no..))

I stood up to try and stop him. To do anything to make him stay.

"Yugi!" My grandpa called a little louder.

"Yami no. " I whispered at him. He turned from where he stood. He looked at me and walked up to me. Had I done it? Had I convinced him to stay? Had I-

A felt a pinch on the back of my neck. A gentle pinch and I suddenly felt dizzy. He didn't.

(Goodbye for now...my koibito...Yugi...) and the last thing I saw. Was him walking down the stairs saying. "Grandpa. I'm coming".

My dream turned into a nightmare.

My love. My Yami.

Please...come back to me.

End Chapter.

Bakura: HEY! Where was I!

Tikaru: Oh yeah..

Bakura: I hope you didn't forget

Tikaru: Uh...of course not... he he

-Special Chapter-

-Somewhere on a farm-

Bakura stared from where he was. He was at a farm. "Oh look...Chickens." He said to himself. His eyes widened as the chickens suddenly surrounded him "Good Chicken.." The started to advance towards him. "I will send you to the SHADOW REALM if you advance closer you damn poultry!"

One of the chickens came forth from the rest and started clucking at him.

"Stupid chicken." He stupidly bent down to be near the chickens face "Stupid chicken. You're going to be on my plate in a couple-AHHHH!" HE ran quickly as the chickens started to chase and cluck madly at him. One got a hold of his butt causing Bakura to flail around like a crazed madman, which wasn't far from the truth anyway.

Slowly the chickens submerged jumped and attached themselves to various body parts forcing him to fall to the ground where he was nearly drowned in a giant chicken pile.

-Meanwhile-

Mark stood with his millennium rod beside him on the table as he wrote a postcard. The rod glowed gently as Mark's smirk illuminated his whole face. The postcard read as following.

Dear Dumbass-bakura, (Dumbass was X'd out and replaced with Bakura)

Hope you're having a good time amongst the poultry. I hope you aren't being CHICKEN about anything. Wouldn't want you to be CLUCKING at me when you return. But don't worry I put some chicken on your plate.

Deepest wishes on your swift recovery from your chicken attack - I mean uh...hope your back soon.

-The ruler of ALL minds...

Marik.

-End-

Tikaru: -big smile- There!

Bakura: -angry glare-

Tikaru: You told me to put you in the story.

Bakura: chickens attacked me.

Tikaru: Yeah...

Bakura: MARIK HAD CHICKENS ATTACK ME!

Tikaru : Exactly soo...go be mad at him.

Bakura: -fuming in a corner-

Tikaru: Anyways... please read and review. I made a long chapter just for you!

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