Barrier

Emotion Without Communication

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Chapter 4:

Emotion Without Communication

A week had passed since his conversation with Mai, and Yami had hardly gotten to even see Yuugi; it seemed like somebody was intentionally trying to keep them apart. It was a little annoying at first, but it quickly escalated into being downright frustrating. It wasn't long before he could honestly say that he was tempted to find out Yuugi's room number and go find him himself.

He caught glimpses of Yuugi in the classroom, but Cecelia had been piling on the work lately. He'd been busy for at least five hours of school ever day, and even when he wasn't, Yuugi was working on learning braille. He was having a little difficulty, (Yami would too-- bumps that small?) so he was also staying behind after school to learn. Yami had his extracurriculars after his school day, so he couldn't stick around and by the time he was done, Yuugi was already gone.

Yami woke up with the sun shining viciously bright in his eyes, and he sighed, pulling his pillow over his head again. It was seven again, bright and early. He laid in bed feebly, his muscles tensed up and aching from staying in the same position all night. He tried to get out the knots and kinks by just relaxing, but he found that it was nearly impossible. He gave up and stretched, savouring the yank and pull of his muscles as he pushed them to the limit.

It was at that point that he realized he knew where Yuugi would be at this time.

He practically sprang out of bed, going through his drawers at lightning speed to find something good to wear. He knew he had the advantage here since Yuugi was blind and couldn't actually see his clothes, but he still didn't want to go in his pyjamas.

He let a dark blue sweatshirt fall over his head, wrinkling his nose at the itchy feeling of the seams. Once it had passed, though, the sweatshirt was quite comfortable. After that, he just slipped on some regular skinny jeans, ran his fingers through his hair, and decided that he'd wasted enough time.

The cold air hit him hard as he stepped out the door, and he was grateful again that he could control the temperature in his own room. He had no clue why the hospital always wanted to make it feel like the North Pole was just around the corner from here, but he still hadn't gotten used to it, despite how long he lived here. Yami supposed he was cold-blooded. Maybe he would move to Florida one day.

He arrived at his intended destination not ten minutes after he left, having power walked the whole way there. He waved hello to a couple of the nurses, unable to return their verbal greetings.

When he got there, he excitedly burst into the room, leaning forward and looking around the posts and at the tables for Yuugi. He slumped when he realized that his friend wasn't there at the moment, a small frown appearing on is face. He'd known that there was a chance this would happen; the nurse's schedules change constantly. He'd just been hoping that Yuugi's nurse's hadn't.

He turned around, his head hanging low, fully intending to go back to his room and comfort himself by watching Supernatural and going through his Duel Monsters cards. As he spun, he felt a hand on his shoulder, and his head whipped around to see who it was, panic momentarily becoming his dominant emotion.

He sighed in relief when he saw that it was just a nurse, and he tilted his head in curiosity when she started to speak. She stopped abruptly, recognition sparking in her eyes as she realized who it was, and stepped back so that Yami could see her whole body, so that she could use sign language. “I have a problem. I'm supposed to take a patient on a walk for a friend of mine who has to watch the kids, and I have one of my usual patients getting sick. I asked Mai to do it and she said to come and find you. Sorry, I forgot you couldn't hear me for a second.” She said sheepishly. Yami's head tilted in curiosity.