Me: What's up everyone? :D I've wrote another new story! ^w^ Ryōshin is japanese for parents. In this story, Yami and Yuugi have never met. There is a fem! Yuugi (This is why I spell Yuugi as Yugi, because for me Yuugi is for my fem Yuugi, and Yugi is for the male version). Yami has Akari from a previous relationship and Yuugi has Yuki from a previous relationship. Little Akari attends school with Yuki and protects him from bullies, the two of them becoming the best of friends. What happens when their parents meet and love unfolds? Will the kids be accepting of the relationship? Or push the other away because of past events? We'll find out ;)
Warnings: hmm... Um, foul language (Obviously), tear-jerker chapters later on, and probably some character bashing ^w^ I'll warn ya before it comes :) Also, genderbending in this story (Obviously)...
Anzu bashing is implied here... (It's not so much that I hate her, it's just, she annoys the hell out of me... With her damn friendship speeches, it drives me CRAZY!) Akefia (Thief King Bakura) bashing. He is different from Yami Bakura in this story. And they are in no way related... (Again, I have nothing against him, he's just the type of person I needed to fit the part he plays.)
ANYWAY! I do not own YGO or anything pertaining to YGO :)
Shippings: Puzzle w/ a fem!Yuugi. Puppy w/ a fem! Joey. Ardent, Flippant, Tender w/ a fem! Ryou. Bronze w/ a fem! Malik. Hinted Revolutionshipping and Boundshipping (Don't worry it only shows up in flashbacks.)
Ryōshin
Chapter 1
Me and Daddy
Eight year old, Akari Hoshimi Sennen giggled as her father chased her around their back yard. "You can't catch me daddy" she giggled. Her long ebony black hair with maroon highlights was blowing in the wind, her blonde bangs blowing into her rounded, maroon eyes as she ran. She wore a long white shirt with a brown belt around the hips, light blue jean capris, and white sandals that ran up her ankles.
"We'll see about that" her father chuckled. Twenty-nine year old Yami Atem Sennen spent most of his days playing with his daughter, as he was now. He was a children's book author that spent the school day in his study, writing new books. He had short, combed back, tri-colored hair, ebony black with red tips and short blonde bangs with a few strips going back into his hair. His eyes were a soft crimson red, his skin was tanned, and he was somewhat muscular. He had on a tight black t-shirt and light blue jeans with black leather boots.
Yami ran forward and swiped Akari off her feet, swinging her in the air. Akari giggled as her father brought her in for a hug. "I love you daddy" Akari said snuggling into Yami's shoulder.
"I love you too Akari. Are you hungry?"
"A little bit. Can we have ravioli daddy?"
"Ravioli?" Yami asked raising a brow playfully.
"Yeah" Akari chirped. "I love ravioli."
Yami chuckled as he headed towards the house "Okay. Ravioli it is."
"Yay!" Akari cheered, throwing her arms in the air.
The two of them walked into the small three bedroom home. They'd gotten a three bedroom so they had a guest room, it was now used as Yami's study for when he needed peace and quiet to work on his stories. Yami sat Akari down on the floor once they entered. "Shoes off Akari, you stepped in mud."
"Okay daddy" she said. Her voice was high pitched, and it made her sound like she younger than what she was. Akari wasn't very tall, but she could pack a punch. She was getting ready to start second grade, and she was excited. Unlike most kids, Akari enjoyed school, but when she was in school she just couldn't wait to return home to her father.
Akari skipped across the linoleum kitchen floor to her father's side who was standing at the sink. "Go wash your hands please" Yami told her, watching as she ran through the living room, into the short hallway and through the door on the left to her bathroom.
Yami started supper while he waited on Akari to return. The sound of a step stool being pushed across the floor told him Akari was back in the kitchen. "Can I help daddy?" Akari asked as she stepped up beside him on the stepping stool.
"You sure can. Will you bring me the jar of sauce please?"
"Sure" Akari chirped stepping down off her stool. She walked over to the cupboard and stood on her tiptoes to reach the sauce. "Daddy, it's to far away" she whined.
Yami chuckled as he walked over, lifting Akari to reach the sauce. "You got it?"
"I got it" she said, skipping back over to her stool.
"Okay, now empty that into this pot" Yami said, reaching over and putting a pot in front of Akari.
"Okay." Akari dumped the sauce into the pot, watching what her father did as he cooked their supper. Akari looked up at her father's face, he looked tired, but happy. "Daddy?"
"Yes sweetie?" Yami asked, looking at Akari out of the corner of his eye.
"Am I ever gonna get a new mommy?"
Yami sighed, he knew how bad Akari wanted a mother. All her girl friends at school always talked about how their mom did their hair, and how they went to mother/daughter dances together. Akari never got to join in on that stuff, because her mother left five years ago. Yami had been so mad with the way she had left, he went to the court house the next morning to report it, a restraining order was put up and Yami was awarded custody. Akari had been by his side since, and they hadn't heard from or seen her mother in years.
"Maybe some day. Daddy will find one, you'll see."
Akari noticed the sad look in her father's eyes and quickly changed the subject "The ravioli smells good daddy."
Yami chuckled, he knew Akari could see the tired look behind the smile, she was a smart girl. "Will you go set the table for us?"
"Yeah. That's my favorite part" Akari cheered, running over to set the table. "Daddy? Do we use a plate or bowl for ravioli?"
"Bowl sweetie."
Akari walked over and looked up at the cupboard "Daddy" she groaned.
"I know. You can't reach" Yami chuckled, walking over and getting down two bowls. "Don't forget the forks 'Kar."
"Okay."
"Alright, it's all done. You got the table set?"
"All done" Akari chirped.
Yami walked over with the pan, sitting it on a hot pad while he helped Akari up in her seat. He spooned out some ravioli into Akari's bowl first, then over to his own. Akari sat her napkin in her lap, cutting up her ravioli as she ate. Yami placed the pan on the stove and walked over to his seat.
The two of them sat at the kitchen table eating, Akari talking about how excited she was for school. Once they were finished they walked over to the sink, Akari pushing her stool over to the sink so she could help. "I'll wash, you rinse. Okay?"
"Okay daddy."
After cleaning the mess the two headed for the living room. Yami leaned back in his recliner to watch t.v. Akari climbed up in the chair with him, curling up beside him and laying her head on his chest.
A few hours later Yami noticed Akari's breathing had slowed. She was breathing deeply and evenly, letting Yami know she was asleep. "'Kar 'Kar?" Yami whispered, shaking her gently. He sighed as he shut off the t.v., plunging the house in complete darkness. He picked up Akari and carried her to her room, turning on the hallway light so she wouldn't panic when she woke up. A light in the living room was left on so Akari could find her way to his room if she woke up in the middle of the night, like she often did.
Yami walked to his room, got changed, and walked to his bed, falling face first on the king sized bed. He no longer thought of his cheating ex-fiance. He had asked her to marry him, and she had said yes. But then he found out, that after he quit giving her attention and started spending his time with Akari, that she decided to get 'attention' from elsewhere. It wasn't until she went in for a check up with her gynecologist and discovered she had caught something that Yami was glad he hadn't given her any 'attention'.
Once the truth was out their relationship went downhill from there. Until the night that she left. Yami had been at work for three hours when he got Akari's phone call. Akari was barely able to breathe, she was three years old, in a dark house with doors unlocked, and no way to defend herself. Yami didn't even think twice, he ran out of the factory and drove at least seventy to his house. Akari screamed when he first walked in, but after hearing his voice and a little coaxing, Akari calmed down and ran into Yami's arms sobbing. She'd been afraid of the dark since that night, but Yami knew there was a deeper fear. Akari also feared that Yami would leave her too, that's why she came to his room almost every night.
Yami had found the note after he had gotten Akari settled down and to sleep. 'Yami, I can't handle being caged up like this anymore. I'm leaving you, goodbye. ~Anzu'. Yami had been alone since then. He tried to go on dates, but the minute that his sitter cancelled, they turned and left, not wanting to go on a date with a kid. Yami got sick of Akari feeling like a burden to him, so he quit with the dates, and every Friday night the two of them went out. They had a nice dinner together and went for ice cream or yogurt afterwards.
Yami sighed as he buried his head in his pillows, today had worn him out. He and Akari had played all day today. She only had one week of summer break left, so she was wearing him down. Yami rolled over and wasn't surprised to find a little silhouette standing in his doorway, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "Can't sleep?"
"I had a bad dream" Akari half whispered, half whimpered.
"C'mere. Daddy will protect you."
Akari crawled up in bed with Yami, cuddling closely to him as he wrapped his arms around her. Yami felt tears running down Akari's cheeks, dripping down onto his arm. "It's okay sweetie. I'm here. I've got ya" Yami whispered, nuzzling Akari's cheek.
Akari turned and kissed Yami on the cheek. "I love you daddy. Goodnight."
"Goodnight 'Kar. I love you too" Yami whispered, humming Akari's favorite lullaby as he began to drift off.
Me: Poor Akari. :( Anyway, she is a sweet little girl, though she has her spunky side... I'll introduce Yuki and Yuugi next chapter, just needed to get these two out first because I knew what I was doing with them. ^w^ Until next time everyone! *waves* Goodbye! :)