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Something very strange was happening.

Yami didn't recall taking control of their body; it might've happened when they were asleep (which wouldn't be the first time). Yugi would sometimes inadvertently thrust Yami into control without even realizing he had, and he would wake up breathing and feeling things and all of that nonsense. Yami wouldn't even bat an eyelash as he'd simply seek Yugi out and gently coerce him back into his rightful place as his body's operator.

But it wasn't working this time. How odd. Yami couldn't even find Yugi; couldn't even retreat inside of their mind. So he opened his eyes-

Only to find himself face-to-face with the object of his confusion. "Oh," he said aloud.

Something very, very very strange.

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It wasn't hard for Yugi to figure out what he was talking about, really. You didn't share thoughts and feelings with someone for more than a year without learning a thing or two about the way they think.

Yugi let out a faint hum to himself as he edged the first-aid kit closer to Yami, then moved so that he could stand behind his other and still reach the medical supplies easily enough. With one hand, he cupped Yami's chin and tilted it back enough so that it could touch Yugi's abdomen, the action serving both to provide wordless comfort and to help Yugi reach his neck easier. He gave his other a smile, even if he didn't see it, and then reached to rub the ointment between his hands and begin to treat those neglected bruises.

"I wonder about it, too." A lot. "It's easier to think that you're as old as I am, huh?"

But since Yami was so short with his answer, maybe that meant he didn't want to discuss it. That was fine with Yugi, even though he wanted to help in any way he could. For now, he left it at that and simply concentrated on spreading the medicine.

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"Yes, it is." Yami wanted to drop his head again so he could get back to feeling the puzzle up like some kind of relic-ophile, but Yugi was doing something important and would probably get all testy if he moved.

Instead he felt along the grooves in the pyramid, closing his eyes. "For some time, I thought I was you. A split personality...something like that. I didn't remember anything, but it still felt as if I had been alive before. I thought that was because of you."

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Yugi wouldn't have minded Yami moving if it weren't for the fact that he was still busy. Now that the treatment is done, it's time for the bandages. That doesn't take quite as long, and soon enough, Yugi tapes down the end of it and rests both hands on his other's shoulders.

"I thought the same thing for a while." He let out a light chuckle at the memories - it was scary back then, especially with his already nervous state of mind, but now he could look back on it with bemusement. "I thought I was really going crazy. I even tried to figure out what exactly was wrong with me." In fact, Yugi recalled that he still owned a couple of books on split personalities, though they were hidden away in his closet and long forgotten.

"I'm glad it didn't turn out that way." He reached around to place his hands over Yami's. "And no matter how old you really are or whether we find out or not, you're still going to be my best friend to me."