Lonely Existence

Deal

A/N: Hello all! Just so you know, I add songs / song lyrics quite a bit in this story. Some chapters a lot more than others depending on the chapter. If you don't like the use of lyrics in fanfictions, this isn't the story for you. With that, I do hope you give it a chance before taking your leave. 

Any song lyrics used will be in italics. 

I do not own the song in this chapter! It is "Bring Me to Life" by Evanescence. 

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I bite my lip roughly, watching the group circled me. They eye me up and down, reminding me of a group of vultures preparing to strike. I think they were looking for proof that what Yugi said is true. If the tattoo and hair weren't enough to convince them, I'm not sure what would.

"What about the blood red crimson eyes Yami has? This guy has blue," Marik states; his face coming close to mine. I take a step back. Personal space people...personal space.

Yugi went silent for a moment. One could almost hear the gears in his head grinding together and the light bulb click on in realization when he figures it out. 

"Contacts! You said this morning you fell asleep with contacts on. The contacts are blue colored contacts aren't they?" He raises his large amethyst pools to meet my eyes. I nod; remaining as still and silent as the grave.

"I've always wanted to see your eyes in person," Malik squeals, pulling at my arms, "Take out the contacts! Please! Please! Please!"

I chuckle. So far so good. The group doesn't seem to want to kill me yet which is a good sign. I lower my head and pry the blue contacts out of my eyes. When I lift my head after removing the contact, a collective gasp passes over the group. 

"They really are as red as in the pictures. They are so exotic and beautiful," Ryou smiles at me.

"Thank you," I return his smile. Some of the tension surrounding the group and myself seems to have dispersed. I meet Yugi's gaze again. He looks...well..he looks pissed. My cheeks turn pink again and I turn to address him directly. "Yugi, I am so sorry I didn't tell you. I hope you understand why I didn't."

He let out a "Hmph," sound and folds his arms over his chest. I sigh allowing my shoulders to fall. I have to tell him the truth. So, here goes nothing. 

"I wanted to have a night out like a normal person. That is why I was in disguise. Please understand. That was the first time I have been able to go out without being mobbed in almost a year," I plead for this petite being to see my point of view and reasoning. He has been the closest thing to a 'friend' I have had in a very long time. Yugi's pensive expression deepens as he approaches me. 

"Were you going to tell me at some point? And! Is Atemu even your name?" Yugi asks pointedly.

I honestly do not know if I would have told him. I feel my face heat up to an even brighter pink. My skin is radiating heat. I am sure that my face will match my eyes soon, "I am sorry, Yugi. I did not think that far ahead. I was only focused on the immediate present and spending more time with you. As for the name I gave you, Atemu is my real name. Yami is my stage name."