@bluexeyedkaiba | continued from here
Yugi tried to duck and elbow his assailant in the ribs. But he found brick in place of bones. Equally steely fingers locked around his throat and swung him down. His shoulders met pavement. Curled arms kept his skull from cracking open, but his phone was not so lucky. It skidded and dimmed. Lifeless.
He'd have to worry about that later. Shadows pounced from the alley. Fast, sharp, jagged. Then the weight was ripped from his chest and clattered into the wall besides him. His ears rang. Viscious harsh snarls turned his blood cold. Wild dogs? No, not any he'd ever seen. Ghastly. Spindly. Pale. Eyes red with hunger. Just like the stories.
Just like...
"...Kaiba?"
It couldn't have been! That face! Ink scarred and furious. There was no way! But those had been his eyes. Blood red or blue, he'd recognize them anywhere.
"Shit!" Wobbling Yugi climbed to his feet and willed down the white spots dancing in his peripheral.
He was probably just seeing things. Fear and vertigo smearing Halloween all over everything, turning the familiar into something grotesque! But if Kaiba really had come to his aid and their attacker was still out there...
No need to finish that thought. With only a broken cellphone and a million questions, Yugi gave chase.
The first? Yugi studied Kaiba's expression against better knowledge that it would reveal any more of that story. Poker-faced, as always. He could ask Roland... Yeah, as if 'is your boss a vampire?' wasn't a common punchline in corporate Domino!
He parked the thought when Kaiba addressed him again. "Ah yes! That'd be great. Thank you."
Would Kaiba be invisible if he snapped a picture if him now...?
Wait- of course not! He'd seen Kaiba in plenty if pictures and screens! Every citizen of Domino had had the local twen billionaire blasted onto their retinas at least once!
Quickly Yugi punched in the number. The phone rang only once.
"Grandpa-- yes, I'm alright. I know. I'm sorry, I broke my phone... It's a long story. Yeah, I know it always is."
He smiled through the grumly remarks that followed. If Gramps was angry, then at least he wasn't worrying too much.
"Oh, you did... No, Grandpa, just stay where you are. I'll be there in a few minutes. Kaiba's giving me a ride. Sure. Okay. Love you."
He handed the phone back with a sigh.
"Apparently he called everyone to ask where I was. I have a lot of explaining to do."
âI mean I wouldnât tell him exactly what had happened.â
Not that Kaiba didnât trust Yugi or his grandfather for that matter but he had to keep this under wraps for the most part. He kept this long enough in silence and even Yugi knowing the truth was a bit of a predicament. Still, Kaiba had to think of something.
âI meanâŚyou could say that you were attacked. You could say it was a vampire and even that I found and helped you. Just donât mention to him that I am one.â
On cue, the familiar black limousine pulled up as Roland got out of the car. He looked at the faint fire and then at Kaiba and Yugi.
âSir?â Roland asked before Kaiba opened the door.
âYugi is aware of me. There was another who attacked him so I did what I had to do.â
"Don't worry about it, Kaiba. I'll... think of something." He preferred to not make lying to his friends into a habit. But then, this wasn't really his secret to share. Maybe the ride home would give him some inspiration.
Yugi didn't think he could ever grow fully comfortable with how fast Roland would arrive on the scene. As if, wherever he was, the man - and his sunglassed gaze - would never be further than a corner away.
But the rest of him, particularly his feet, couldn't give a shit. The convience and familiarity were welcome.
"Hi Roland." Yugi waved. "Sorry about the hour. And the mess."
He climbed into the limousine, his aching spine happily settling into the ridiculously plush and clean seats.
"It's been a really long night..."
