[YGO Fic] Chibi For A Day - Part Thirty Eight
※ Part Thirty Eight: All Hail the Mighty Yami!
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
Yugi sighed, “Please Yami, come down from there! If you fall you’ll get hurt!” He insisted as he looked up at the display. The same display that Chibi Yami Yugi was currently sitting on top of. The display - if Yugi had found the time to read the little plaque thingy in front of it, explaining its history - had once been an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh’s throne. The throne itself was pure gold and heavily crusted with jewels.
And the small pharaoh sitting on the throne had swiped the Millennium Rod!
“What the hell’s going on?” Seto growled lightly as he joined the others, Marik and Malik following behind Isis Ishtar.
Yugi sighed, “Hello Isis. It seems my yami thinks he’s pharaoh.” He shook his head.
“’Ami?” Yami Bakura seemed confused for a moment, a memory clicking in place.
“Yes, Yami.” Yugi nodded.
“’Ami is phawaoh.” Yami Bakura spoke from Isis’s arms.
“Yami was pharaoh.” Yugi corrected.
Though Yami Bakura looked confused again he agreed. “Oh. Otay.” He shrugged then struggled to be put down. Isis set him down and everyone watched as the tiny tomb robber scampered over to the throne and proceeded to climb up it.
“Bakura!” Yugi shrieked, but was held back by Isis, who was smiling contently.
“It is only a throne, they will not harm it.” She promised.
Yugi looked at her suspiciously, “You know, I hate it when you know something I don’t.”
She chuckled, “Yes, I was aware.”
Yugi sighed and turned his attention back to the two chibis. Yami Bakura had made it up to Yami, only Yami wouldn’t let the other chibi onto the throne with him. Yami Bakura pouted, “Stop bein’ mean Atemu!” The boy said and Yugi raised an eyebrow at the name.
Yami titled his head in confusion before the same memory clicked in his head. “Shut up Khalid!” Yami crossed his arms and stuck up his nose.
Yugi furrowed his eyebrows at the same time as Joey spoke up. “Wasn’t Khalid the name Ryou gave to Bakura when we took them to school?” He recalled.
“Yeah!” Yugi nodded, “I knew it sounded familiar, but why would Yami call Bakura that?”
Isis chuckled again; “Bakura’s real name was Khalid way back when he was a child. Atemu is Yami’s real name, though his older self cannot recall it. Bakura remembers a lot more than Pharaoh does and he most likely told Ryou.” She shrugged.
“I’m not gonna wisten to you!” Yami Bakura spat as he finally reached the seat of the throne. “I neva’ wisten to you!” He rolled his eyes, still clutching the lion.
Yami snorted, “I know. What do you want?” He glared at the other chibi.
Yami Bakura giggled suddenly and Yami tilted his head, “I found Layyen!” Yami Bakura stated proudly as he held up the lion. “I towd you I could keep him safe!”
Yami’s crimson eyes widened and they softened considerably as he looked at the toy within Yami Bakura’s arms. “Layyen!” The young pharaoh smiled as the tomb robber handed him the lion. “I missed you Layyen!” He giggled as he spoke to the stuffed cat, then he looked back at Yami Bakura, “You weally keeped him?”
Yami Bakura grinned and nodded, “I keeped ouw pwomise too.” He stated.
Yami frowned and looked away, saddened suddenly. He gently stroked the lion’s fur - or what was left of it. “No… Atemu have no fwiends hewe… Atemu neva’ had fwiends.”
Yami Bakura only giggled, gently pushing Yami, causing the chibi to look at him confused and slightly hurt, “Atemu has wots of fwiends! Atemu just has to stop bein’ mean to them.” He shrugged, as if it were the simplest solution in the world. “I’m youw fwiend, Wyou’s youw fwiend too. You couwd ask Mawik and Maywik if they’ww be youw fwiends too.”
“But…” Yami started but Yami Bakura shook his head.
“No but! Just ask!” He insisted and with that, he climbed off of the throne, motioning for Yami to follow him. Once the two had reached the floor Yami Bakura took a hold of Yami’s hand - this surprised everyone and they watched the two chibis scamper toward them.
Yami Bakura led Yami to where Marik and Malik were standing. “Weww? Ask!” Yami Bakura grinned, lightly shoving Yami in front of him, closer to the two Egyptian chibis.
Looking down at the stuffed lion cub shyly, Yami clutched to the tomb robber’s hand. “I’m sowwy I was mean.” He apologized, “Wiww…you be my fwiends?” He asked, looking at the blondes somewhat fearfully.
Marik looked at Malik and Malik caught his gaze. They leaned closer to each other and whispered back and forth. Finally they looked at Yami and Malik grinned, “Kay!” He nodded and Yami echoed his grin.
Yugi took a breath of relief. “Good! Now that they’ve calmed down, let’s continue with the muse-” A giggling interrupted Yugi and he glanced back at the chibis. He blinked, “Um, where’d they go now?” He moaned.
***
Duke lay comfortably on the living room couch, content with the stupid soap opera on. He would have normally changed it; but that meant moving and moving meant waking the sleeping chibi who was currently using his chest as a bed and a stuffed Change of Heart plushie as a pillow.
The evening had been uneventful, as Ryou had just wanted to sleep. The small boy had had a tummy ache about an hour ago but Duke had quickly taken care of that with a few gentle rubs.
Sighing, for he was completely relaxed, Duke wondered what the others were up to.
***
“Malik Ishtar! If you even think about it-” Yugi threatened.
“Oh, he’s thought about it.” Joey muttered as he watched the small chibi in front - and above them. The Egyptian was currently sitting atop the head of an old dinosaur. How he had managed to shimmy up the tall monster’s body was beyond comprehension.
“Yami Motou! Get your royal ass down here before I send my dog after you!” Seto threatened, though all Yami did was giggle lightly as he helped Yami Bakura up on the platform they had climbed to, twelve feet off the floor. Beside them on the platform sat a small stuffed dinosaur.
The two calmly sat watching as Joey and Yugi tried to get Malik and Marik off of the large T-Rex in the middle of the room. They were quiet for a few moments, until Yami looked at Yami Bakura. “Khalid, when we gwow up wiww we stiww be fwiends?”
Yami Bakura thought about it, then looked serious. “Wiww you stiww be mean ta Wyou?” He wondered suspiciously.
Yami shook his tri-coloured head. “No. I say sowwy when we go home. Wiww Wyou hate me?” He asked, suddenly afraid.
Yami Bakura grinned and giggled, “No! Wyou don’t hate nobody!” He promised, then looked down at the stuffed lion. “Hewe.” He said, handing Yami the toy. “You keep him.” He insisted, laying the toy in Yami’s lap.
Yami looked down at the lion, knowing what this action meant. Yami Bakura had tried this one other time too. The past future pharaoh shook his head as he placed the animal back within Yami Bakura’s hands. “Otay, but onwy if you wook afta’ him fo’ me.” He said.
“Otay…I take good cawe of him.” Yami Bakura nodded, sitting the animal between them.
“Pwomise?”
“Pwomise.”
Seto Kaiba sighed as he shook his head, giving up on getting any of them down.
“You’re next.” A voice caused him to turn around. He came face to face with Isis. “I’ve foreseen it already.” She smiled, tilting her head; “I could never picture you as such a…well, that kind of child.”
Seto snorted, “It’s not something I want anyone to know about.” He muttered, ears then focusing on the giggling coming from above him. Both he and Isis looked up, watching as the tomb robber gave the pharaoh that stuffed toy, but the pharaoh gave it back only to have the white-haired boy place it between them. “What’s the story behind that toy?” The CEO looked at the Egyptian woman, “Bakura said his mother gave it to him, but Yami seemed to recognize it.”
Isis only smiled softly; “Well…I guess you could call it a good luck charm. The toy, back then, was given to a child so that the child could give it to someone else. The ‘luck’ or ‘charm’ would be that the friendship between the two children would last for eternity.” She explained, looking up as Yami Bakura laughed at something Yami had said. “Material things were expensive, so for the poorer families, like Bakura’s, things were made. That toy was a birthday gift from his mother and Bakura gave it to his best and only friend. Yami knew that Bakura’s family was poor but he also knew that he couldn’t just give it back to Bakura, it would be like a sign that the friendship was over. Instead, he asked Bakura to look after it for him and Bakura agreed.”
“How on earth did they meet and become friends?” Seto muttered, mostly to himself, but loud enough for Isis to hear.
She chuckled, “My Millennium Tauk won’t show me everything. That part of their lives is for them to remember. And before you ask about Bakura’s mother, don’t bother. That information is for Ryou’s ears only.”
Seto raised an eyebrow, “How the hell did you…?”
Isis only rolled her eyes and shook her head as she moved toward Yugi.
※ Warnings - None - just remember that this is the unrevised version.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
Yugi sighed, “Please Yami, come down from there! If you fall you’ll get hurt!” He insisted as he looked up at the display. The same display that Chibi Yami Yugi was currently sitting on top of. The display - if Yugi had found the time to read the little plaque thingy in front of it, explaining its history - had once been an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh’s throne. The throne itself was pure gold and heavily crusted with jewels.
And the small pharaoh sitting on the throne had swiped the Millennium Rod!
“What the hell’s going on?” Seto growled lightly as he joined the others, Marik and Malik following behind Isis Ishtar.
Yugi sighed, “Hello Isis. It seems my yami thinks he’s pharaoh.” He shook his head.
“’Ami?” Yami Bakura seemed confused for a moment, a memory clicking in place.
“Yes, Yami.” Yugi nodded.
“’Ami is phawaoh.” Yami Bakura spoke from Isis’s arms.
“Yami was pharaoh.” Yugi corrected.
Though Yami Bakura looked confused again he agreed. “Oh. Otay.” He shrugged then struggled to be put down. Isis set him down and everyone watched as the tiny tomb robber scampered over to the throne and proceeded to climb up it.
“Bakura!” Yugi shrieked, but was held back by Isis, who was smiling contently.
“It is only a throne, they will not harm it.” She promised.
Yugi looked at her suspiciously, “You know, I hate it when you know something I don’t.”
She chuckled, “Yes, I was aware.”
Yugi sighed and turned his attention back to the two chibis. Yami Bakura had made it up to Yami, only Yami wouldn’t let the other chibi onto the throne with him. Yami Bakura pouted, “Stop bein’ mean Atemu!” The boy said and Yugi raised an eyebrow at the name.
Yami titled his head in confusion before the same memory clicked in his head. “Shut up Khalid!” Yami crossed his arms and stuck up his nose.
Yugi furrowed his eyebrows at the same time as Joey spoke up. “Wasn’t Khalid the name Ryou gave to Bakura when we took them to school?” He recalled.
“Yeah!” Yugi nodded, “I knew it sounded familiar, but why would Yami call Bakura that?”
Isis chuckled again; “Bakura’s real name was Khalid way back when he was a child. Atemu is Yami’s real name, though his older self cannot recall it. Bakura remembers a lot more than Pharaoh does and he most likely told Ryou.” She shrugged.
“I’m not gonna wisten to you!” Yami Bakura spat as he finally reached the seat of the throne. “I neva’ wisten to you!” He rolled his eyes, still clutching the lion.
Yami snorted, “I know. What do you want?” He glared at the other chibi.
Yami Bakura giggled suddenly and Yami tilted his head, “I found Layyen!” Yami Bakura stated proudly as he held up the lion. “I towd you I could keep him safe!”
Yami’s crimson eyes widened and they softened considerably as he looked at the toy within Yami Bakura’s arms. “Layyen!” The young pharaoh smiled as the tomb robber handed him the lion. “I missed you Layyen!” He giggled as he spoke to the stuffed cat, then he looked back at Yami Bakura, “You weally keeped him?”
Yami Bakura grinned and nodded, “I keeped ouw pwomise too.” He stated.
Yami frowned and looked away, saddened suddenly. He gently stroked the lion’s fur - or what was left of it. “No… Atemu have no fwiends hewe… Atemu neva’ had fwiends.”
Yami Bakura only giggled, gently pushing Yami, causing the chibi to look at him confused and slightly hurt, “Atemu has wots of fwiends! Atemu just has to stop bein’ mean to them.” He shrugged, as if it were the simplest solution in the world. “I’m youw fwiend, Wyou’s youw fwiend too. You couwd ask Mawik and Maywik if they’ww be youw fwiends too.”
“But…” Yami started but Yami Bakura shook his head.
“No but! Just ask!” He insisted and with that, he climbed off of the throne, motioning for Yami to follow him. Once the two had reached the floor Yami Bakura took a hold of Yami’s hand - this surprised everyone and they watched the two chibis scamper toward them.
Yami Bakura led Yami to where Marik and Malik were standing. “Weww? Ask!” Yami Bakura grinned, lightly shoving Yami in front of him, closer to the two Egyptian chibis.
Looking down at the stuffed lion cub shyly, Yami clutched to the tomb robber’s hand. “I’m sowwy I was mean.” He apologized, “Wiww…you be my fwiends?” He asked, looking at the blondes somewhat fearfully.
Marik looked at Malik and Malik caught his gaze. They leaned closer to each other and whispered back and forth. Finally they looked at Yami and Malik grinned, “Kay!” He nodded and Yami echoed his grin.
Yugi took a breath of relief. “Good! Now that they’ve calmed down, let’s continue with the muse-” A giggling interrupted Yugi and he glanced back at the chibis. He blinked, “Um, where’d they go now?” He moaned.
***
Duke lay comfortably on the living room couch, content with the stupid soap opera on. He would have normally changed it; but that meant moving and moving meant waking the sleeping chibi who was currently using his chest as a bed and a stuffed Change of Heart plushie as a pillow.
The evening had been uneventful, as Ryou had just wanted to sleep. The small boy had had a tummy ache about an hour ago but Duke had quickly taken care of that with a few gentle rubs.
Sighing, for he was completely relaxed, Duke wondered what the others were up to.
***
“Malik Ishtar! If you even think about it-” Yugi threatened.
“Oh, he’s thought about it.” Joey muttered as he watched the small chibi in front - and above them. The Egyptian was currently sitting atop the head of an old dinosaur. How he had managed to shimmy up the tall monster’s body was beyond comprehension.
“Yami Motou! Get your royal ass down here before I send my dog after you!” Seto threatened, though all Yami did was giggle lightly as he helped Yami Bakura up on the platform they had climbed to, twelve feet off the floor. Beside them on the platform sat a small stuffed dinosaur.
The two calmly sat watching as Joey and Yugi tried to get Malik and Marik off of the large T-Rex in the middle of the room. They were quiet for a few moments, until Yami looked at Yami Bakura. “Khalid, when we gwow up wiww we stiww be fwiends?”
Yami Bakura thought about it, then looked serious. “Wiww you stiww be mean ta Wyou?” He wondered suspiciously.
Yami shook his tri-coloured head. “No. I say sowwy when we go home. Wiww Wyou hate me?” He asked, suddenly afraid.
Yami Bakura grinned and giggled, “No! Wyou don’t hate nobody!” He promised, then looked down at the stuffed lion. “Hewe.” He said, handing Yami the toy. “You keep him.” He insisted, laying the toy in Yami’s lap.
Yami looked down at the lion, knowing what this action meant. Yami Bakura had tried this one other time too. The past future pharaoh shook his head as he placed the animal back within Yami Bakura’s hands. “Otay, but onwy if you wook afta’ him fo’ me.” He said.
“Otay…I take good cawe of him.” Yami Bakura nodded, sitting the animal between them.
“Pwomise?”
“Pwomise.”
Seto Kaiba sighed as he shook his head, giving up on getting any of them down.
“You’re next.” A voice caused him to turn around. He came face to face with Isis. “I’ve foreseen it already.” She smiled, tilting her head; “I could never picture you as such a…well, that kind of child.”
Seto snorted, “It’s not something I want anyone to know about.” He muttered, ears then focusing on the giggling coming from above him. Both he and Isis looked up, watching as the tomb robber gave the pharaoh that stuffed toy, but the pharaoh gave it back only to have the white-haired boy place it between them. “What’s the story behind that toy?” The CEO looked at the Egyptian woman, “Bakura said his mother gave it to him, but Yami seemed to recognize it.”
Isis only smiled softly; “Well…I guess you could call it a good luck charm. The toy, back then, was given to a child so that the child could give it to someone else. The ‘luck’ or ‘charm’ would be that the friendship between the two children would last for eternity.” She explained, looking up as Yami Bakura laughed at something Yami had said. “Material things were expensive, so for the poorer families, like Bakura’s, things were made. That toy was a birthday gift from his mother and Bakura gave it to his best and only friend. Yami knew that Bakura’s family was poor but he also knew that he couldn’t just give it back to Bakura, it would be like a sign that the friendship was over. Instead, he asked Bakura to look after it for him and Bakura agreed.”
“How on earth did they meet and become friends?” Seto muttered, mostly to himself, but loud enough for Isis to hear.
She chuckled, “My Millennium Tauk won’t show me everything. That part of their lives is for them to remember. And before you ask about Bakura’s mother, don’t bother. That information is for Ryou’s ears only.”
Seto raised an eyebrow, “How the hell did you…?”
Isis only rolled her eyes and shook her head as she moved toward Yugi.