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I wrote this tonight because I was bored and needed a little break from some of the other things I'm writing. It's just a short little one shot, and probably not my best work, but enjoy!
He wanted Yami to be with him, but Yami was probably already fast asleep. Yugi didn’t want to wake him and maybe make him mad. Lightning flashed again and Yugi buried his head under his pillow. It was going to be a long night.
Yami turned around as the door creak open and stared at Yugi in surprise. “What’s wrong Yugi?” he asked.
His question was answered, however, as lightning flashed in the sky and Yugi was suddenly clinging to him. He could feel his hikari shaking in terror and smiled down at him. He picked Yugi up and held him close.
“I’m scared, Yami,” Yugi mumbled. He had tears falling down his face. Yami stood up and went to sit down on the bed. “What’s wrong, little one? Are you scared of the storm?”
Yugi nodded his head and buried his face in Yami’s chest and lightning flashed again. Yami chuckled and pulled Yugi into his lap. They were silent for a few moments, until Yugi said, “I’m sorry.”
“For what?”
“Being afraid of the storm,” Yugi whispered.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of Yugi,” said Yami, “everyone’s afraid of something.”
“But you’re not,” said Yugi, looking up, “you’re not afraid of anything.”
Yami shook his head, smiling slightly. “That’s not true.”
“What are you afraid of, then?
“Do you remember the time we dueled Marik?” Yami asked. Yugi nodded; how could he forget? “I was afraid that I was going to loose you.”
“You were?”
Yami nodded. “I was.”
“But that was different,” argued Yugi.
“How so?”
“We were in the Shadow Realm! Anyone would be scared in there!”
“But that is your Shadow Realm, Yugi,” said Yami, gesturing to the storm, “you’re a hikari, Yugi. A child of light. It’s only natural that you’re afraid of storms. It’s natural for you to be afraid of the dark and unknown.” He hugged Yugi, who returned the embrace.
“So are you afraid of anything else?” Yugi asked.
Yami nodded. “I’m afraid Joey might have to come over one day and raid our fridge.”
Yugi giggled. “What else?”
“Hmmm.” Yami pretended to think real hard. “I’m terrified of the day when Joey and Tristan get their driver’s license. I think we may have to go live in a fallout shelter.” Yugi laughed quietly and they fell silent again. Yami held Yugi close as the storm raged on.
“Yami?”
“Yes, aibou?”
Yugi yawned. “Can I stay with you? Just until the storm is over?”
“Of course you can.” Yami smiled down at his little charge as Yugi snuggled closer.
“Thank you.” In the comfort and safety of Yami’s arms, Yugi fell asleep.
When Yami felt Yugi’s even breathing, he laid him down and tucked him into the covers. “Good night, my innocent tenshi. Sleep well.” He returned to his perch on the window to watch the remainder of the storm.
‘It is true,’ thought Yami, ‘I was scared that I would loose him. It scares me more that he has to face the world, though. He’s been through so much and still retains that sense of innocence. My greatest fear is that someone will take that away from him.’ He glanced back over at Yugi, who was slightly curled up and had a small smile on his face. ‘Whatever he has to face, though, he won’t be alone.’