Atemu, Yami, and Lasagna
Yuki: This kind of reveals stuff for Naraku no Chibi Neko, but I have to get this out of my head before I fall over laughing. :twitches:
Anika: Just calm down and type it.
Yuki: Fine.
Warning: Obscure references to violence, death, Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, sex, and rape; Fascism; Italian food; Twincest; Violence; SMUT!!!; did I mention Italian fascists?
Disclaimer: I do NOT hate Italians! I make fun of Italy from WW2 for siding with the Third Reich (Nazis), but this one-shot is relating to the Naraku no Chibi Neko time frame, where fascism has existed for only a few years. Oh, and I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
OK? Here we go...
EDIT: Jan. 2, 2010. The reviewer Dada (from Italy) has just told me that I had something translated wrong. Fuck online translators...
Chapter I: Primo e Natale
10,630 BC (Atlantis sank in 10,000 BC.)
The earth is anything, but cold and barren. Atlantis is now a blooming metropolis in the Mediterranean Sea. Close to this prosperous city is the land of Isaucy (i-sho-shee), otherwise known as present-day Italy. Here, a pair of twins live in the beautiful city of Venice, the waterways their second source of fun.
Primo was always mischievous, sometimes he wondered why he was never blamed for anything. He had rose-red eyes that turned to the color of blood when he was angry, bronze skin that showed of his Arabic heritage, and wild tri-colored hair that went up into five spikes on his head, all black, but tipped in red, and blonde bangs with part of themselves shot into the gravity defying black hair. Primo, or Atemu, as his younger brother called him, was honestly the image of a perfect child. He was extroverted, vengeful, loyal, trustworthy... the list went on and on... if only they knew...
Natale - or Yami, as his elder brother called him - was not accepted, no matter where the two lived. He was always shunned, unless he crossdressed and wore his hair down. Then people treated him better. Why, no one really knows. He had the same appearance as his brother, except his eyes, that were always blood red, and his skin, which was a porcelain tone. He was introverted, loyal, trusting, kind, and, in Primo's opinion, beautiful.
Today was their 17th birthday. Sunlight streamed into the twins' room. Atemu opened his eyes groggily, and gazed at the amazing sight in front of him.
Yami had a light blush over his cheeks. His hair had fallen from its gravity defying state, now spread out like a fan from ear to ear. The younger boy's mouth was slightly open, enough, Atemu could see, to slip a quick French kiss (1). It had gotten hot during the night so both boys had unbuttoned their night shirts...
'Shit,' Atemu thought, feeling his breath picking up. He placed his hand on Yami's shoulders, his legs straddling his brother's waist. 'Might as well get this over with.' Atemu took the risk. He leaned down.
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sorry to disappoint you
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"Boo." A scream echoed throughout the house, as well as a laugh and the sound of palm skin hitting a cheek.
Now at breakfast, Yami and Atemu were having their favorite food... It was strawberry something... oh, ichigo daifuku... yummy. Both boys had this sweet treat, and a cup of coffee went along with it.
"So," Atemu said, breaking the silence.
"Hmm?"
"Vuoi fare sesso?(2)" Yami almost spit out his coffee. Atemu smirked as the sexy blush came back again.
"Later-"
"But I won't have time later," Atemu practically whined.
"Make time." Yami looked at the clock, finished his coffee, and ran back upstairs, feeling the other's eyes on his ass. He opened the door to his shared room and quickly put on the outfit he had laid out the night before.
Yami was smoothing out the fabric when Atemu came in. Atemu gaped at the enchanting figure before him.
His brother wore knee socks of net-like fabric, black schoolgirl shoes, and... the most revealing maid outfit one could only imagine. (Ever seen Higurashi episode 5?... It's that one... I suggest you see it.) A heavily padded bra emphasized the non-existent chest of the younger, tthe dress emphasized Yami's girly curves and noticable hips, and some make-up of lip gloss and kohl completed the angel look.
Atemu was now glad that Yami worked at a male-targeted restaurant.
"I have to go to work," Yami said, blushing under the intense gaze of the elder. Atemu smiled and led Yami to the car that they had recently bought. Once outside, their names faded and changed. A neighbor waved to them
"Buon giorno, Primo e Natale!" The man was kind, gentle, and vengeful if anything happened to his friends. The man, Benigno, was two years Primo's and Natale's senior, and he accepted Natale the way he was... Thank whatever God is up there for that.
Benigno had short hair of brown, grayish-blue eyes, and a way with words, earning him the nickname 'Magician'. Atemu remember him as Keiichi Maebara.
Primo looked up to the sky, feeling as though something bad was going to happen. A tap on the shoulder...
"Hmm?" Primo looked at his twin.
"Come on, I'm going to be late." Natale walked around, opened the car door, and got into the vehicle, pouting while waiting for the elder.
Primo drove his twin to the restaurant, went to work, and fell asleep after completing everything two hours early. He drove home to sleep even more, though he ended up staring at the ceiling, just wondering what had had him so worried earlier.
Downstairs, the doorbell was rung.
Primo (Pree-moe) (Ital.) Boy's name meaning first born
Natale (Na-tal) (Ital.) Girl's name meaning Christmas or Birthday
Benigno (Be-ni-nyo) (Ital.) Boy's name meaning kind
(1) Some of my teachers last year (8th grade) said that the term 'French' (in the 1920's or 30's) meant 'cool' or 'amazing', thus naming a kiss involving the tongue and teeth a 'French kiss'.
(2) Vuoi fare sesso? (Ital.) - Want to have sex? (Yes, Atemu is that blunt.)
(3)Buon giorno, Primo e Natale (Ital.) - Good morning, Primo and Natale.
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