Light of Fallen Darkness: Okay, I've never been a big fan of Yu-Gi-Oh! before but the reason I'm writing this fic is due to a sudden obsession with the Seto/Yami shonen-ai pairing that has kept me up almost every night which eventually propelled me into reading Seto/Yami fanfiction, then getting addicted to them. This fic was inspired by a certain Korean music video I saw at a friend's house either in the year 2003 or 2004. This should be a big hint to the plot.
Seto Kaiba's latest obsession: Painting
The first thought that came to me once I made this news breaking discovery: Why me?
I'll rephrase that. Why Yami? After asking Kaiba this, he just sighed and said, "Because Yami is possibly the most well-known duelist in the world and will no doubt help attract publicity to KaibaCorp's latest project." I raised a questioning brow at this. The brunet sitting before me continued, "Kaiba Land." He simply drawled.
I nodded slowly, "So, what you're saying is you want Yami to be in your advertisement to boost publicity for Kaiba Land?"
"Yes, now will he or will he not accept my proposal? I am giving you fifteen minutes to answer before I head back to my office." Kaiba said impatiently. He motioned for more coffee from a waitress of the small café we were currently at.
"Well, what do you think Yami?" I asked my other self through our mind link.
"Let me get this straight, Kaiba wants to paint me?"
"That's the plan. Are you up for it?"
"Oh I'm perfectly fine with doing it but what about you? We're basically the same person so…"
"I don't mind. Besides, don't you want to get closer to Kaiba?" A sly smirk settled on my face. I could practically feel Yami blush in the Millennium Puzzle.
"He says 'yes'." I blurted out suddenly to the startled CEO. Once he could properly process my words through his mind, he nodded solemnly.
Kaiba requested for the bill from the same waitress, "Good. We can start tomorrow." I was certain the flush on Yami's face had deepened.
"Aibou, you are cruel."
"Really? I always thought I was a sweet and innocent kid." I snickered to myself. Yami and I had switched places so now I was in the Puzzle and he was standing at door of the Kaiba Mansion.
He groaned, "Well you certainly aren't acting like one." My other self proceeded to knock on the large wooden door. We waited patiently for a butler or the like to open it but were greeted by the sight of fuzzy raven hair.
"Hey, Yugi! Seto's waiting in the studio." Mokuba smiled cheerfully at Yami and flung the door wide open for us to see the interior of the mansion. Our eyes nearly fell out of their sockets at the sight.
A long wooden staircase faced us, spiraling to the second floor of the mansion. What I could only guess as an incredibly spacious living room was at our left with three large sofas and a large screen TV in it. The dining room was at the far back of the mansion, and I'm sure that what we're seeing wasn't even half its full size. Yami's jaw was dangerously close to touching the polished marble floor. "W-wow! Your house is really big." He commented in awe.
Mokuba laughed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Come on Yugi, it's not that big! I mean, if you compare this to Pegasus's for instance, it'll probably be the equivalent to a doll house."
"Pegasus's is nothing compared to ours." A haughty voice called from above. Kaiba glared at us with cool sapphire eyes. "You're late, Yami."
Yami folded his arms proudly, "You should be glad that I'm even taking time out of my busy schedule to help you with your advertisement." He shot back.
"What busy schedule?" I inquired curiously. There's nothing to do in the Millennium Puzzle.
"Sleeping." Well, almost nothing.
Kaiba scoffed, "Just get up here."
Mokuba glanced questioningly at Yami. "I'm the other Yugi." My other self explained quickly before following Kaiba up the stairs.
"Here." Kaiba spoke suddenly when Yami reached the top. He threw a black, sleeveless leather jacket at Yami, who somehow managed to catch it in his arms. Next, he tossed a pair of black leather pants at his head and two heavy looking black boots at his feet. I think I was right about the boots being heavy. Yami stumbled backwards a bit trying to hold them. "Go change in that room," Kaiba ordered while pointing to a room on our right, "And meet me at the studio over there." He pointed to the room on the far side of the hall with the door half closed.
"Uh, okay." Yami stuttered, desperately trying to keep himself upright and the boots from falling. Kaiba sighed and yanked the boots out of his pale arms like they were as light as feathers and opened the door to the room Yami would change in. He set them down on the floor then sauntered to the studio.
"Aw, he likes you!" I teased, "Guys don't normally help girls with this kind of stuff."
"Yugi, I am not a girl in case you haven't noticed." Yami snarled back.
"No shit, but that doesn't mean you aren't uke." He blushed and closed the door behind him.
I don't swing the other way. To be more specific, I like girls and will never be interested in boys (Mainly Kaiba) unlike my other half. However, saying the outfit he wore for the advertisement was just sexy would be the biggest understatement of the year.
Yami emerged in the studio with the leather jacket half zipped to expose his chest, claiming it was too small for him. Yeah right. Anyway he wore low rise pants that revealed his stomach and hugged every muscle in his legs accompanied with a large belt and dozens of chains that hung around the waist. The boots resembled the kind soldiers in the army wore, but there were small chains hanging on the side.
Kaiba took one look at him before fetching a pair of glasses and a black hat from his room. He personally tilted the hat to the left on Yami's wild hair, jutting out a few strands of golden bangs and burgundy hair before sliding the rectangular glasses just below the bridge of his nose. Yami's head could've been mistaken as a tomato at the close contact.
"Whose glasses are these?" Yami asked after fidgeting with the hat so it wouldn't slip.
"Mine."
I was gawking. "Really? I didn't know that you wore glasses." Yami exclaimed. If he was surprised, he did a better job at composing it than me.
"I don't. I didn't even try them on when Gozaburo bought them."
"So you wear contacts?" Looks like the ex-pharaoh learned more about my time than he let on.
Kaiba shrugged but I could see he was greatly embarrassed. "Yeah, they're the reason my eyes are the color they are now."
Another news breaking discovery!
Yami's eyes widened, "You mean your eyes aren't really blue?" Kaiba nodded, his gaze diverted to something on the blank wall. "Then what is the real color of your eyes?" Yami persisted excitedly.
"Look, we're wasting time-"
"Please? I promise I'll leave you alone if you tell me!" Yami pursed his lips and fake tears loomed over his eyes. He definitely knows more than he lets on. I'm kind of proud of him, especially since I used those puppy eyes once to make him get a date for me with Anzu. Not that our relationship went anywhere in the end though.
Kaiba sighed and brought his hand over one eye. He blinked a couple of times before I could distinctively see something drop in it. When he brought his head up to show us, I was struck frozen.
His eyes were violet, almost identical to mine.
"There. Now can we please get on with this?" Kaiba pleaded in exasperation.
Yami shook his head and grinned mischievously, "Nope. Show me your other eye. I want to see how you really look."
Kaiba sighed again and repeated the process. I could tell why he wanted to get contact lenses. His violet eyes did not match his brown hair at all. Yami didn't seem to mind though. My other self smiled and cupped his hands around Kaiba's face, peering closer into his secret crush's orbs. "Kaiba, they're beautiful." He said.
Now it was Kaiba's turn to look like a tomato. I snickered, "Great way to be forward Yami."
"It's true! Seto's eyes are really pretty."
"…Seto's?" Yami ignored me.
Kaiba whirled around, murmuring a quick 'thank you' over his shoulder and ambled to the canvas that suddenly appeared from nowhere. Or maybe I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings that well. There wasn't much to notice anyway, only the unlimited newspapers that covered the floor.
He put the lenses back into his eyes with no trouble and motioned for Yami to take his place in front of the canvas. "Come on, I don't have all day."
Light of Fallen Darkness: Didn't expect that now did you? There is a reason why I had Kaiba wear contacts but I'm not saying anything else. This is probably one of the largest clues to the plot that I'll leave. By the way, if you read this chapter carefully, then you might catch something very interesting but if not, no worries. I'll reveal it in later chapters. Anyway, please review! Constructive criticisms are welcomed but flames will be chucked out the window!