Me: I'm so sorry! at Spring Break I'll make sure to get at least most of the fics that need updating. srry it took so long.

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Chapter 6 Family Resolutions

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Many on board the Interceptor were tired and scared after a few days with the storm. Captain Bakura gave the order of riding the wind. Each pirate takes his turn to take the wheel and keep watch. All but Seth and his cousin, for Yami has been announced sick. His taller cousin playing the doctor in the captain's cabin.

Since his cabin is being occupied, the albino captain stayed outside to keep watch over the crew. Making sure that they follow orders, or else they'll end up having to do cleaning duty for the next six weeks. Seth would come up every so often to help keep notice of Yami's condition. If the lad's sickness keeps up, thenBakura may choose to make port for a real doctor.

But Seth is confident thathiscousin will pull through. Young people tend ot get themselves to pull through even themost serious illnesses. The captian's reply was just a snort and another drink from his rum bottle. Seth smiled slightly of the memory, very rarelythat the captain would show off actions such as that in front of anyone.

Usually the captain would keep to himself, keep distance from anyone to get close to him. He would ignore others if he's irritated or is thinking seriously about something. Bakura is the type to shut everything and everyone out, keeping his problems and thoughts to himself. There are very few people that he actually trusts with his life, one of them is Joey Wheeler,Seth Yami, and then Artemis.

All of Seth's thoughts turned to the day Artemis was murdered at sea. Knowing Artemis, he loves the sea. He would be serving under the Flying Dutchman once he got the chance to. But to do so at a young age? Atemu is at least half the age of his father by now.

"Seth..." Yami groaned, waking up from his short nap. Taking a glance at his cousin, Seth couldn't help but feel worse for his cousin. The smaller cousin's breathing coming out in small gasps, his skin paler in a sickly way. His face flushed pink from the high fever and extreme head aches. Yami's body ached all over, his legs and arms trembling from the chills.

"Seth..." the smaller called again. The taller blinked as he looked at his cousin again. "Yes?" came the reply from Seth.

"What...what was..." Yami muttered before he gasped in pain, coughing a few times. The pair of blue eyes blinked in shock at the other. Coughing would mean that things are about to get worse...

"Yes Atemu?" Seth asked, leaning forward to move a yellow sweaty bang out of the other's face. Now the symptoms of coughing and sweating are beginning to appear.

"What was...father like? Like...what kind of man was he?" Yami asked.

Seth smiled as his blue eyes softened to a calm, loving gaze. The taller sighed as he regained his thoughts on his uncle. Yami watched in hopes for an answer.

"Your father...Artemis...loved the sea. More than anything, but there was only one thing that he loves more than the beautiful sea. And that was you." Seth explained, looking back at his memories.

Yami's crimson eyes widened in surprise. His father...Artemis...loved his son more than the sea itself? He nodded, signaling the other to continue.

"He was a great man, always geered up for adventure. Some of the times he was clumsy, but he liked to cheer others up." Seth chuckled. "One time, when you were five, you had a little bird as a pet. It always made you smile when it sang songs in the mornings when you wake up."

"A bird? Really?" Yami asked as he tried to look back at the memory.Only to have another wave of pain in his head from thinking too hard and too far long ago.

"Yes, it was a little yellow bird with a red chest. He was so cute, you always giggled everytime you saw it. Well, one morning it didn't sing his cheerful, merry songs. You tried to help it wake up, but it never did." Sethsaid, about to go on before the other interrupted.

"I remember...now...that memory...its coming back to me..." Yami said, his eyes closed as he tried to focus on the memory. Seth smiled again, taking the now dry cloth off from Yami's forehead and dipped it into a bowl of cold water. Squeezing a few of the water out, Seth gently folded it back up before settling it on top of the other's forehead again.

Flashback

A small, five year old version of Yami cried as he kept talking to the little bird in his little hands. He's supposed to wake up and sing! Why isn't the little bird waking up? The little one cried harder. Somewhere behind the child, footsteps can be hard as boots made their way towards the room.

Creaking and squeaking the door made as it opened. "Atemu, what's wrong?" Atemu cried harder as he turned around, still looking down at the little bird. A pair of strong arms embraced the child as the man made soft, soothing noises that sounded like either a purr or a coo.

"There there there, you'll be fine. Your little bird went off to heaven. You'll be fine, there's no need to be so sad, your friend wouldn't want you to be sad wouldn't he?" the man whispered. Atemu sobbed as he looked up from the unmoving bird to his father. The man, who has black hair and a growing mustache smiled back. His soft, kind ruby eyes looking deep into bright crimson ones.

"Your friend sang songs to you every morning right? He sang them for you, he loved you, my dear boy. He loved you so much because of the kindness you showed him, and it filled his heart with so much delight and happiness, he wanted to sing to you when you wake up. He wanted you to be happy, just like how you made him feel happy." the man said with a warm, honey voice that can easily make anyone feel sleepy.

Atemu hiccuped, letting his father wipe away the tears that stopped falling. Looking back down at the little bird, Atemu giggled. Artemis chuckled as he picked up the child, carrying him out of the room and down the wooden and creaky floor of the hallway.

"And since he made you smile every morning, let's give him a funeral that shall make him happy for eternity." Artemis suggested kindly.

"Un." Atemu nodded, allowing his father to carry him outside.

End of Flashback

Seth watched silently as Yami's breathing evened out, his face no longer stiff in pain but more of a peaceful expression. One that Yami has yet to show when he's awake like he used to when he was much shorter and cuter. The candle light illuminating his pale face into a honey gold color. Leaning forward a little more, Seth gently carressed the other's cheek.

'It is strange...all you have of your father that he generically passed down to you is his kindness, and his eyes. We have many years to catch up with, don't we? Atemu.' Seth said to himself. Sighing, the taller blew out the candles before laying down on the couch nearby. Drawing a deep breath, Seth closed his eyes, letting his mind go blank and sleep overtake him.

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"Captain, there's no wind. All there is that can keep us moving is the current." one of the crew members informed. Duke, who was fiddling with one of his bangs, ceased movements as soon as he heard the information.

"How strong is the current?" Captain Duke wondered, leaning back in his chair to get more comfortable.

"It's not a strong current sir, but it'll keep us moving towards our destination." came the reply. Duke thought for a moment as he fiddled with his hair again. Twirling it over and over between his fingers. All thoughts turned to Bakura and the Interceptor.

The storm would've given Bakura a lead as to wind speed, but how long will it be before they catch up? The Black Pearl is the faster, even if she's traveling through a soft current. Even so, the Pearl has been going the right way to her destination. Last time he checked, the Interceptor headedwest. Becoming way off course to Isla de Mera.

"Well then," Duke chuckled. "keep her sailing. Make sure we're heading the right direction. We don't want to havethe Interceptor to get there before we do.

"Yes captain." the pirate said before leaving abrubtly. Sighing, Duke continued to fiddle with his hair, twirling and twirling over and over. All but silence, except for the soft twirling of the inky black hair, and soft whimpering from Yugi-san in the corner.

Looking over at the source of the whimpering, Duke grinned. "Come now, that man that fell overboard has been saved. So why are you crying?" Yugi sobbed in response.

"That's...none of your business." Yugi whimpered, turning herself around to have her back against the captain. Duke thought for a long moment, keeping the same pace of the twirling of his hair. Perhaps Yugi Yami fell in love? Emerald eyes widened at the thought. Shock turned into tease, his eyes narrowed as his lips curved into a tight grin.

"Yugi...did you perhaps...fall in love with that man?" Duke chuckled as he stared at the girl. Her whimpering stopped as she froze. Yugi didn't answer, but instead she asked herself, does she love Yami? Duke stared for a long moment, before chuckling as he went back to staring into space and twirling his hair.

"Well then," Duke said out loud. "I'll make sure you'll get back safely to him then. After all, he looks better than that cheap commadore."

Yugi gasped as she looked over her shoulder to the captain. Wasn't he the one who wanted her blood for to ridden the curse? Yugi's purple eyes stared in shock at the captain for many a few minutes. Feeling a shocked gaze at him, Duke casted a glance at the other.

"I'm not that heartless," Duke snickered. "you shouldn't judge someone just by their actions, Miss Yami."

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Me: srry for the long wait. I promise I will get most of the other fics (including this one) at spring break, which is in two weeks.XD

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