Chapter 1: Interesting First Day
The first day of college was tough. Yami's grandfather refused to let him go, hugging him tightly. "I need to go, Grandpa." He insisted, dropping his hands from the older man's back.
"Sorry." Grandpa apologized, grinning sheepishly. He stepped back. "Do you need help unpacking?"
"No, I can handle it." Yami assured him.
"Yugi, you want to say goodbye to your brother?" Grandpa called to the car.
"I'm not saying goodbye!" Yugi's angry voice shook as he shouted back.
Yami put a hand on the car and leaned in to the back seat. "Yuge, I'll be home every weekend. It's just a half hour away." He pointed out. "And I'll call every day."
"You promise?" Yugi looked up at his older brother, his cheeks tear streaked and eyes puffy.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss a chance to talk to my baby brother." Yami grinned.
Yugi gave a shaky smile and Yami got out of the way. Yugi got out of the car. "I'll see you this weekend. Tell me all about the adventures you have." He hugged his brother.
"I will." Yami promised.
"And I'm not your baby brother. I am only two years younger than you." Yugi pointed out, tapping Yami in the chest with a finger.
"Duly noted." Yami grinned. He gave him a hug. "Take care of Grandpa for me. And make sure he eats. You know how he gets to working on something."
Yugi sighed and glanced at Grandpa, who was getting into the car. "I know."
"Call me when you get home so I know you made it safely." Yami requested, patting Yugi on the back.
"As soon as we get inside." Yugi promised, hugging him. He got in the car and waved as Grandpa pulled out of the parking space.
Yami waved until he couldn't see the car anymore. Then he headed upstairs to his dorm room. The boxes were waiting for him, and he began unpacking.
"You must be my roommate." A voice from the door startled him. He stood up and glanced at the door. A blond teen of eighteen was staring at him, leaning against the door. "Or a thief. My possessions are over there, by the way."
Yami chuckled. "I am not a thief. Yami, your new roommate. What year are you?"
"Freshman. You?" The teen asked.
"Me too. What's your name?" Yami grabbed his Duel Monsters sheets and began making the bed.
"Joey. You like Duel Monsters, too?" The teen asked, grinning. He flopped on his bed and crossed his ankles.
"I live Duel Monsters." Yami grinned. The grin faded as he noticed Joey wasn't unpacking. "Aren't you going to unpack?"
"I'll do it later." Joey shrugged. "We should duel sometime."
"Maybe." Yami continued to unpack, getting more annoyed when Joey plugged headphones into a CD player and putting them on. The music, though quiet, could still be heard, so it had to be loud.
Yami went over to Joey and yanked the headphones off. "Start unpacking." He ordered, enunciating each word.
"Sheesh, OCD are we?" Joey grumbled, getting off the bed.
Yami bristled. "I am just very neat." He responded coolly.
"Whatever." Joey started unpacking reluctantly.
When they were done unpacking, they headed to the cafeteria for dinner. The separated and ate with other people. While Yami ate, his phone rang. "Hey, Yugi." He greeted, answering the phone call.
"Yami, we just got home. How is college going?" Yugi's relieved voice asked.
Yami laughed. "I just saw you a half hour ago. Not much could have happened in that time. I unpacked and now I'm eating dinner."
"Oh. When do classes start?" Yugi wanted to know.
"Tomorrow. I have a class at nine." Yami nodded at a girl who smiled as she passed.
"Any roommates?" Yugi asked.
"A freshman named Joey. He's really lazy, apparently." Yami chuckled.
Yugi laughed. "Total opposite of you. Youre almost clinical with your preciseness."
Yami made a face. "Are you calling me OCD?" He asked in a playfully dangerous voice.
"Not at all, Yami. Jeez." Yugi laughed again. "When are you going to relax and have fun?"
"I have fun." Yami was defensive.
"Yeah, yeah." Yugi laughed again. "I have to go, Grandpa needs my help."
"Talk to you tomorrow." Yami smiled and hung up. He finished his food and headed back to the dorm. He settled on his bed with a book.
A few minutes later, the door opened and Joey entered. He rolled his eyes as he spotted him. "Do you ever have fun?"
"My brother said the same thing when I talked to him a bit ago." Yami replied, without looking up. "I do have fun, you just haven't seen it."
"Prove it." Joey taunted, lifting his chin.
Yami set the book center down on his chest and looked up at his rooomate's face. He sensed a challenge. "How?" He questioned, lifting his chin a little.
Joey smirked at his brilliant idea. "Streak down the hall. Only wearing that belt." He nodded to the belt that Yami traditionally wore around his throat.
Yami's eyes widened as his hand flew to his throat. Angry blush appeared on his cheeks. "How dare you even suggest that?" He glared at him, his feathers clearly ruffled.
"Are you chicken?" Joey taunted, tucking his hands into his armpits. He began clucking like a chicken.
Yami scowled, hating the idea of being called a coward. He thought a moment and a grin spread across his face. "I'll do it on one condition." He decided.
Joey did not like the look on his roommate's face. "What's the condition?" He asked warily.
"You have to streak with me." Yami grinned as Joey made a face.
"The deal was that you do it." Joey protested, hating how his voice cracked.
Yami's grin turned wicked. "Hmm...now what was that word you called me? I believe it was...chicken?" Joey muttered somethijg under his breath. "Do we have an agreement?"
"Yeah, yeah." Joey muttered.
Yami got out of bed and went over. "Well?" He demanded.
"Oh no, you were challenged, so you go first." Joey shook his head.
"Fine." Yami scowled. He undressed, leaving the belt on, and opened the door. He stepped out into the hall and ran the length of it. Joey admired the teen's backside until he turned and ran back. "Your turn." He panted.
Joey undressed and stepped into the hall. Yami watched as Joey ran the length of the hall, admiring the teen's backside. Joey returned and stood in front of Yami, panting.
They stared at each other silently for a few minutes. Yami stepped closer and took Joey's face in his hands, pulling him to his body. They kissed, gently at first, then more urgently.
Joey pulled back slightly, his eyes bright with excitement. "Which bed?" He asked quietly.
"You sure?" Yami's eyes lit up. His arousal was obvious, as was Joey's.
Joey nodded, swallowing. Yami led him to his own bed and pulled him down, following after.