RL meeting with Gaara

*Yugi stands in the middle of a baseball field at dusk, Yami manifested by his side.  It had been Yami's idea, to meet their new friend at that time of evening, not knowing what his arrival would look like and figuring that the almost-twilight might be a good balace to mask any energies or other disturbances of the passage.  Not that they're expecting anyone to witness it anyway, but one can never tell.*

Yugi: *is nervous in spite of himself*

Yami: *usual arms-crossed pose - half the time a sign of at least slight discomfort himself . . . glances at his partner*  [Aibou . . . ]

Yugi: He'll be here.  I'm sure of it.

Yami: *small, wry grin*  [That's not what has you concerned . . . You wonder what he'll think of /me/.  Knowing the truth about me.]

Yugi: 6,6;;;;;;  I think . . . I think neither of us have ever quite told him . . . Nor told /anyone/ on the community for that matter.  Um, except for that mediator I was just talking to recently.

Yami: [I wouldn't worry about it, Aibou.  He'll think what he will.  We've not lied to anyone, nor deliberately deceived.  Just that I am not living.  Unless he's afraid of ghosts . . . ]  *shrugs - then turns over his shoulder, looking off to the side*

Yugi: Other-Me?

Yami: [I sense something.  I think he may have just arrived . . . ]