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 Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2010 10:15 pm
Damon couldn't remember a time in his life when he'd ever been apart from Yugi this long. It had been months - four months, two weeks, and six days to be exact - since he'd last seen his best friend. And when he'd heard that Yugi was finally coming to Headquarters, he'd been overjoyed. But he'd caught wind of the younger man's impending arrival a little under two weeks ago and had yet to see hide nor hair of him. It was enough to cause him to resort to an old, annoying habit that was earning him several venomous glares from more senior Grunts in the area. Pacing. It was a tempo that was soothing to him and infuriating to anyone but the most even-headed. Step, step, step, step, step, step, turn. Repeat. If it would for his uniform, he easily could have been placed in the lobby of a hospital, taking on the role of a nervous husband awaiting the birth of his firstborn. But this was not a hospital, and Damon was not a nervous husband. He was an anxious best friend, running through horrible scenarios in his mind that might explain the reason Yugi hadn't contacted him yet. Scenarios that were becoming increasingly horrific and far fetched...
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:32 am
For Yugi the time without his best friend was lonely. After all going from being attached at the hip to alone for months was a stressful change. Now Yugi knew what the rockets were really about and he wanted out... only to find there was no getting out. He knew where their base was. How they opperated. They'd ever let him out alive. He could only hope that Damon had gotten himself out.
But alas, if there's one thing Yugi was good at it was adapting and this was no exception. He wasn't good at stealing (nor did he want to be) but he could talk. And talk he did much to the annoyance of the grunt he was following.
"-And then we wound up on the beach near our city. Isn't that wild? I brought home a seashell and I still keep it in my room. Do you like seashells?"
An affirmative grunt from the man who was rolling his eyes.
"Oh that's good! I have an entire assortment! I have red-"
Seeing another agent the grunt quickly pushed Yugi in front of Damon. "Uh here, tell him about your shells. I gotta go." He muttered before running off before he could be caught in another conversation.
Yugi watched the man go with a frown. "HUh, he must be busy..." He said before glancing up at the rocket. He instantly let out a whoop of noise and wrapped his arms around him."Khai! I thought I'd never see you again!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:59 am
Had Damon been paying any attention, he would have seen Yugi approaching sooner. But at the time, he was currently too caught up in pacing (and worrying himself half to death) to notice his surroundings. Perhaps that's why, upon feeling someone rather abruptly cling to his torso, he jumped nearly a foot into the air and gave a startled, wholly un-Rocket-like yelp.
The sound of his name (and not his codename either) caused him to stop and stare. For a moment, he didn't quite register that it was Yugi, his best friend in front of him. In fact, the first thing he registered was that fact that he was being called by the wrong name.
"I told you not to call me that, Yu-"
Stop. Blink. Stare... Blink, stare some more. One could practically hear the gears turning in his head, clicking into place bit by bit. And then the metaphorical light bulb flickered on, and realization dawned on his face. At first there was shock, followed by relief, and finally happiness.
"Yugi! When did you get here? Why didn't you find me sooner?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 9:44 am
Yugi grinned up at his best friend before flushing. "Sorry! I forgot! I just was so happy to see you!" He pushed his face against his friend's chest and inhaled. He had one of Domy's old jackets but it hand long ago lost the familiar smell.
He blinked his large friendly violet eyes. "Oh I tried to find you! But they had me doing all of this training and..." He leans up to whisper in Khai's ear. "I think these are really bad people. They want me to steal things! Not just things either! They want me to take other people's Pokemon! I really think we got into something bad, Domy."
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:02 am
"I get it. But you should be more careful. While we're in public, it's Damon," he said lightly, laughing and giving the other male a brief hug. He wouldn't lie - he'd missed him. Although the not-so-subtle smelling of the his shirt made his cheeks flush slightly. After a long moment he pulled back slightly. As much as he'd missed Yugi's company, they didn't need to be hugging or clinging like this in public.
"You're telling me, Yugi. I've heard a lot of gossip floating around about some kind of raid the other week where a bunch of people got shot," Damon replied, his eyes narrowing slightly. It was an expression that didn't fit on his face, he looked much too serious. "But I don't think we can get out of it. I doubt these guys would take well to us just up and leaving..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:07 am
"I know! I just forgot. Its weird calling you by some secret name. They've been calling me Yugi just fine.' He said with a frown. "Should I get one too? I mean my ID says Trainee Yugi."
Yugi felt disappointed when the hug abruptly ended. The new information and the state of Damon's expression makes him nervous. "I didn't know about the raid... What did we get ourselves into? Its some kind of evil organization..." He looked around the room before motioning for him to follow. "Let's go to my room. We can talk there without being caught."
He hesitated shifting his gaze back. "You're not... busy right? We can talk for a bit?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:32 am
"You can if you want. I know my real name isn't exactly common, and I don't want it getting back to my parents that I'm tangled up in all this, y'know?" Damon replied absently, shrugging briefly. It had been his choice to go by an assumed name, and it would have to be Yugi's choice too.
But as the other man began to head towards his room, he fell into step quite easily.
"I've got some free time, by some miracle," he said absently, the serious expression fading to be replaced by a small smile.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:36 am
"I didn't think about that... but I don't know how common my name is." He brushed his estranged locks back then glanced back. He was happy to see that smile return. "Well that's good..."
He led him back to his room and opened the door. He'd been obsessed with some kind of card game a few years back. It seemed he never really got over it. Rushing to his bed, Yugi cleaned up all the cards on it and put them away in a box. Some of his pillows were torn and it looked like a huricane had gone through the room.
"er... Pidge and I are still...working things out." He said gesturing the brown and cream thing huddled on the bed now glaring at Damon. It flapped once before turning around and coughing.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 10:55 am
"I'd tell you, but I don't know the answer either," Damon replied, chuckling and shaking his head. The sight of the cards scattered on Yugi's bed brought back memories of the day he'd first introduced the other man to it. (He'd since grown out of playing it, but his best friend hadn't quite done so just yet.) The Pidgey, however, brought a small wince to his face. He remembered when Yugi had first caught the bird Pokemon, and it looked like it hadn't gotten any better.  He was about to respond to the comment when a red beam came from his belt, materializing into an Umbreon. The dark-type paused, yawned, and then trotted over to Yugi and nudged his leg. It had been quite some time since he'd last seen the male, and he was certain he was due for a good pet by now - not that he was keeping track of who owed him affection or anything like that. "Looks like someone missed you."
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 11:49 am
Yugi paused and glanced down at the sudden intrusion on his leg. "Oh! Hello!" He knelt down and began to rub his ears before itching under his chin. "I've missed him too. Its been way too long since we've seen each other. I mean me and you. We need to hang out together."
Pidge eyed the Umbreon with distaste. He coughed again and hopped down to the floor. He was sick with a cold but when Yugi had tried to help him... well the room had looked fine beforehand. Giving an indignant coo it pushed against the dark-type until Yugi's hands were on him.
"Uhm...o...kay..." He muttered starting to pet the bird. It lasted all of five seconds before he got bit and the pokemon scrambled away to roost somewhere else.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 12:05 pm
"We should. Maybe we can go and train these two together once we have some free time," Damon said absently, casually observing the interaction between Yugi and Badru.
The Umbreon eagerly soaked up the attention, tilting his head slightly until Yugi's fingers were scratching just the right spot. His ears fell back and a low purr of pleasure rose in his throat. Of course, soon enough those fingers left him, and he turned to blink at the Pidgey that had hopped up next to him and was now receiving attention instead. Were he the jealous type, he would have bit the crazy bird.
But instead, he gave a lazy blink before he trotted over to sit beside Damon's feet, leaning against them and look up at his trainer with a soft 'Breeeee'. He didn't understand why Pidge was so mean to his trainer. It wasn't like Yugi treated him badly.
For what it was worth, Damon only managed a slight wince at Pidge's bite before he turned a glare on the bird.
"I never did get what made that thing such a jerk."
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 4:03 pm
Yugi held his hand and watched the bird attempt to hop back up to the bed. He pecked at the sheets in frustration as his claws had trouble finding grip, leaving long gashes in the fabric. Yugi sighed before going over and putting his arm underneath of him to give him a boost up.
His reward? Another sharp peck to his arm as the bird scoffed and made himself comfortable on the pillows.
Holding ANOTHER bleeding part of him Yugi edged over to Damon. "I don't get it either. If I tell him I can let him go he suddenly freaks out and gets madder. So I don't think he wants to be released. Maybe I'm just a bad trainer." He picked up a thing of bandaids and put them on his cuts before going back to petting Bardu. "Well you like me, right?" He smiled at the Pokemon.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 4:17 pm
For a long moment, Damon merely sat back and observed. He almost wanted to throw something at the bird for pecking Yugi, but he resisted it for the moment. Throwing something at a sick Pidgey wasn't going to fix anything.
"Maybe he displays his affection by tormenting you," Damon said absently, shrugging even as Badru gave an affirmative 'Breeeee' and tilted his head up to lick Yugi's hand.
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 4:26 pm
"Well I wish he'd learn there's other ways to do it." He said then smiled down at Badru. "Thanks. It'll be fine, I'm sure. I'm kind of used to it."
Shaking his head he glanced back up to Damon. "We need to figure out what to do. If we're stuck here... I mean this thing goes against all of our morals. There's no way they won't find out. What will they do to us when they find out?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2010 4:31 pm
Now that the casual part of their conversation was over, Damon's face once again became serious. He moved over to sit on the edge of Yugi's bed, carefully avoiding sitting too close to Pidge. Badru merely followed over before laying on top of his feet, resting his head on his paws and falling into a light doze.
"I hate to say it, but I don't think there's anything we can do but go along with it as best we can. These guys aren't the type to take losing two Grunts too well. We may have to put our morals aside if we're going to survive," he said softly, lacing his fingers together and narrowing his eyes slightly. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault."
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