The Wings of Time (Yami x Reader x Yugi) Chpt. 4.0

Chapter 4: The Memory Never Meant to Be



You cocked your head to the side with pinched lips. The movement seemed to strike a chord in Yami and he couldn't help but think it was familiar. Words such as 'orchid lips' came to his mind, and he began to admire your face. He shook himself when he heard a loud moan come from Yugi.

"Yugi, are you alright?"

"Ow, ow, ow, the drawer's in my stomach!"

His grandfather spared little time in pulling the blocky, black register off his grandson. Yugi took a gulp of air once it was off which ended in a cough. Paper bills and coins decorated him like a player from a game show.

Spirit and Grandfather alike gathered around Yugi, you acted as though to shake off a thought from your mind and made your way around the counter, looking concerned. you stopped, however, to put a hand to your head again. You looked to Yami again, who couldn't help but meet your eye, and your expression changed.

"You?" you whispered.

"You know me?" Yami backtracked. "Wait - you can see me?"

Yugi hauled back onto his feet, raining currency down his front. "She can see you?"

"See who?"

"Yami grandpa, I think she can see Yami."

The old man blinked so hard his thick eyebrows met the top of his cheeks. "Girl, are you some sort of...sort of psychic or somethin?"

"(Y/n)," whispered Yami, "her name is (Y/n)"

"Wait, you know her?"

"Know who?"

Yugi gave an exasperated sigh. "Yami thinks he knows her. He says her name is (Y/n)."

"You know me?" pressed Yami, excited beyond reason. He borught himself closer to you, even when you stepped back at his approach. "Please, tell me, do you know my name too?"

But something strange was happning to you. Your cheeks had become flushed with frustration and you had your hands to your head in pain. (E/c) eyes squinted and eyebrows creased in confusion.

"I-please, no. Go away."

But Yami hardly heard this. "you have got to tell me! What do you know? Please, tell me!'

"No! Yugi, make him go away! I don't like hime. I don't like this!"

But spirit went on nonetheless. "Why don't you like me? Please, just tell me-"

You tucked your head beneath your arms in a wail. "Yugi!"

"You're scaring her," cried Yugi. "Just come back into the puzzle for now."

"No! She knows something, I know she does!"

But as you gave another wail of dismay, arms above your head, Yami became unsure.

"It's probably best if you give her some space for now," said Yugi.

"Yes, maybe."

"what in the world is going on here?" said Yugi's grandfather as yami reluctantly faded back into the puzzle.

"I'll explain later." Yugi said as he hurried to you're side. You had now sunk down the wall behind the counter and broken down into sobs. Yugi's hands hovered about you, unsure of what to do. He wasn't entirely sure what was wrog, so he couldn't quite say how to comfort you.

"(Y/n)-"

"Where am I?" you sobbed. "All these images -  memories - where am I? What time is this?"

"Time?" Solomon glanced at his wrist. "I believe it's about a quarter after four."

"No!" you cried. "No! What time. What time1 and what place is this?"

"Yugi was growing more flustered by the minute. "It's okay, (Y/n), calm down. Everything is going to be okay. Yami is back in the puzzle. What do you mean by time? do you meant the year?"

"I-I'm not sure. Yes, year. Year!"

"It's 2014."

"Two...Two..."

"May. May 10th."

"May...." you murmured, as though it was a calming balm. "May...May....but wait, where am I? What place is this?"

"Well it's a shop, Kame game sho-"

"No! Country - city - state -"

"Japan. Tokyo, Japan."

Your eyes snapped open and you gave him a very alarmed look.

"J-Japan?!"

"Yeah."

At that, you fell over in a dead faint upon him. Yugi held you, somewhat glad you had at least calmed down, and looked up at his grandfather, who looked beyond bewildered.

"What in the world was that about?"

"I don't know, grandpa. I'm really just about as lost as you are. I think she remembered something though. And she doesn't seem to like Yami very much anymore, for some reason."

The old man snorted. "That is obvious enough. Take her to the living room and set her down."

"What about when she wakes up, what do we do then?"

"We'll figure that out when it happens. We can only take this one step at a time." He examined the passed out girl with a softening expression. "At least we have a name for her now. (Y/n). Maybe it can give us a lead as to where her poor parents are."

As Yugi slung you onto his back and carried you to the couch, Yami reappeared with an anxious burst of sound.

"Why would she want to know the year?"

"Why are you asking me?" he said to the spirit, "You're the one usually answering my questions."

"And she knows me Yugi - she knows who I am! I know she does. But how can that be? I've never met anyone like her since my awakening, so how could she know me?"

"It all sounds very sci-fi to me." A thought occured to Yugi as he crouched down and allowed the you to slide off his back and onto the couch. "Yami, do you think there is such a thing as time travel?"

"Yes, but even if she did travel from ancient Egypt where she knew me, how would she know Japanese?"

"Not to mention how she doesn't even look Egyptian - or Japanese for that matter." Yugi looked at you carefully. "Where you say she's from?"

"You would know more on this than I," said Yami reluctantly. The Pharaoh's gaze also drifted across your face. His thought brought a strange sense of deja vu to him. Though, you were beautiful. A strange feeling stirred within his chest, making him uncomfortable. He didn't like being uncertain of feelings. He always knew his emotions, at leat, if not his memories. "How did I know her name, Yugi? I feel that I know her but...I don't"

"Again, no need to ask me. I'm the least likely to know."

The spirit raised an eyebrow at his host. "you're not still angry with me, are you?"

"No. I'm just worried. I'm sorry if I sound snappish."

"It's all right, aibou. You are right, I probably shouldn't be asking all these questions to you."

"It is somewhat unlike you." And the younger boy smiled at this. "Usually I have to bend over backwards to get you to voice your thouhts, So, I gues, I shouldn't be complaining."

It's just...Yugi, I knew her name. She asked, and then suddenly I knew. And I was so sure she knew mine too - my real name. Not just Pharaoh." As though there were an invisible throne in the air, the spirit leaned back and crossed his legs and arms. "It was her I sensed up in the mountain. Something is happening."

"Something good, I hope?"

"I hope so too."

To be continued...