Barrier

Options, Opportunities

I'm sorry I ended up skipping an update. I was a little tied up in a whole lot of stuff, but I'm back now! I'm drawing the cover for Frondescence, (even though the time before I start that is going to be monumental) and it's turning out well. Anyways, here you go. :-) PLEASE leave a review; this is the second to last chapter!

Oh, and this little side note is exclusively for wattpad, but I published the rest of a story that I was working on the other day. It's still fanfiction but it's also an AU, you could easily read it without knowing the characters. It's unavailable through the actual search engine because it got flagged as inapropriate, but will still show up if you look at my profile. It's called "Fallen Angels and Rising Demons" and I'm really proud of it, but hardly has any views thanks to getting flagged. It would mean to WORLD to me if some of you would go and vote/read/comment on it. 

Chapter 9:

Options, Opportunities

A month passed, and graduation was through. The two caps had flown into the air, Yami and Yuugi both having passed the year with flying colours. Only a couple more months for each of them until they would be able to move out on their own, no longer tied to the hospital by the bounds of law. Yami would receive his college funds and Yuugi his parent's stocks and funds, and they would go out on their own to explore the world and make their own ways.

But, for now, they would just enjoy the summer in each other's company.

For example, right now, they were sitting in the garden where they'd had their first kiss, legs brushing up against each other's lightly as they swung back and forth, enjoying the cool summer breeze. The radio was playing softly in the background and Yami saw Yuugi singing along, and he wished again that he could hear the sound of Yuugi's voice.

This was enough, though. He was happy like this. He knew so much about Yuugi now, they had gotten to share things with each other that Yami was certain they never would have shared with anyone else. As he got better and better at talking, he and Yuugi did it more and more, growing closer and closer. He honestly felt like Yuugi was one of the highlights of his life and he knew that Yuugi felt the same way. No matter what, they would stay close and find a way to make things work. If somebody had asked him then who he would marry, he would have said Yuugi.

Of course, he'd gotten to find out why Yuugi cried sometimes at night, too.

He'd been walking to his room from the water cooler just a week ago, trying to subtly go past Yuugi's to check on him. He hadn't cried in the last three weeks, but Yami still liked to be sure that nothing was bothering him. He didn't want Yuugi to be in pain.

The door was slightly cracked, like it was that first night. Like it hadn't been since, even if he was crying. Yami approached cautiously, his feet scooting along on the floor as he leaned forward and pushed the door aside, checking into the dark room. His eyes scanned along the walls and floors for a moment, taking in the familiar scenery, before they finally came to the dark form of Yuugi.

He was curled up on the bed, hands looped around his knees as he cried softly. His form shook and shuddered with what seemed to be the weight of the world, and Yami longed to fix whatever had made him so sad. He couldn't help himself; he snuck forward slowly and approached the bed, his hands curling around the metal bars on either side as he leaned over and slowly placed a kiss on the top of Yuugi's head. The other seemed not to notice at first, but within a couple of seconds stiffened up, raising his head slowly in question.

“Yami?” He asked softly, his eyes flickering open. As they always did, those eyes caused a flutter in Yami's heart like nothing else ever could. His breath got caught in his throat as he tried to respond, and he found himself entirely unable to form the words. So, instead, he reached out and ran a hand gently along Yuugi's tear-streaked face, stopping at his chin. Yuugi leaned into the touch like he was a cat starved of attention, and his whole demeanour softened. It wasn't long before he was scooting over, allowing Yami passage into his bed.