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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!...if I did, you would notice it's new name..."Kai-Gi-Oh!"
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Author's Note: Please, go easy on me...my first shonen-ai fiction, the first YGO fiction I intend on finishing writing without HUGE delays, the first fanfiction that isn't DBZ on my account...Don't kill me!
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Dedication: I'd be damned if I dedicated this to anyone besides Anime, half of the esteemed "Anime-Blade," in which Blade thinks I am insane... I have one message for Blade: You should meet Will! I also have a message for Anime: Poot! Would you like some SeTOAST KAIba for breakfast? And...What the hell are you doing still reading?! Close this, or you shall be doomed to knowing my unskillful writing abilities!
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When He Loved Me
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter One: Run-Ins
Yami, now the ripe age of twenty-four, strode down the street in silence, hands in pockets, ignoring the bustle of the metropolis around him as he concentrated on his shoes, which carried him ever forwards.
He'd accumulated a headache going over August's bills, and decided a walk would clear it up. He regretted ever leaving his apartment, now, as he listened to the city sounds, which made his head pound more.
Yami was heading back to the comforts of his small home now, as he brushed shoulders with those who were running errands or finding their way to an office to meet a co-worker for lunch.
"Hey, watch it, I--" A man that had bumped into Yami had begun to yell angrily, until he recognized the familiar give-away hair, and recalled the other's identity. "Motou?" The man pushed aside some dare hair to stare at the other with wide blue eyes.
Yami felt confused hearing his surname, until he remembered a name that matched the face before him. "Seto? Seto Kaiba?" He blinked.
Yami stood in a hallway, full of other teens about his age. He hugged his books to his chest, so they wouldn't scatter over the floor if someone pushed him from behind. He looked around, in search of his younger twin, Yugi, but couldn't see him in the sea of faces. Yami felt that, in high school, it was important to be accepted, and to have companions at your side to eliminate the illusion that he was a loner, although he liked to spend time alone. Not many people understood him. Just Joey, Tristan, and Yugi...
Seto Kaiba was surrounded by people, and they swarmed around him as he tried to get down the hall. "Oh, Ra, will you people leave me alone for a few seconds? I'm not going to be late again!" He yelled at those nearest to him. Most left, save a shorter boy, Yami assumed about his own brother Yogi's age, who trailed after Seto everywhere.
"Don't worry, Mokuba, you'll be fine in your class." Seto assured the boy.
Mokuba frowned. "But, big brother, it's my first day here..."
"It's everyone's first day. A new school year today." Seto said calmly.
"What if nobody likes me?"
"Then they'll deal with me. Why don't you see if any of your friends from ninth grade are here?" Seto encouraged his brother, giving a small grin to him. Mokuba nodded. "Okay. I'll see you later, big brother!" He waved, and was gone as he went into the crowd, in search of companions.
Yami felt himself shoved from behind, as was expected when standing too close to the sports fanatics, but was sent flying forwards anyways. His books remained in his arms, but Yami had been slammed into a locker. He heard the boys behind him laugh as he shook his head, and tried not to feel dizzy. "Sorry," Yami mumbled to the boy near him, who's blue eyes cast a glance at him when accidentally bumped into.
"I saw what they just did to you. Stay away from them, they're trouble." Seto advised.
"It makes sense...thanks." Yami nodded at the other boy.
"Whatever. My name's Seto. Seto Kaiba. Who're you?" Seto asked.
"I'm Yami Motou...my brother and I are new in Domino." Yami answered.
"Okay. Maybe I'll see you in class some time. See you," Seto waved a few fingers as he pushed through the crowds calling 'Mokuba, you forgot your lunch money.'
"Motou, how long has it been since I last saw you?" Seto asked, straightening out his jacket as he exchanged pleasantries with the old friend. Yami counted on his fingers. "Six years, since we graduated."
"How have you been all this time?" Seto laughed at the time they hadn't seen each other in.
"Okay, I guess. Yourself?" Yami returned the question.
"About the same. I'm not doing anything important, if you want to duck into a coffeehouse and get something to drink..." Seto offered.
"I'm not busy either. Just trying to cure a headache." Yami admitted.
"Alright. How's about we go grab something hot to sip over some newspapers, and we'll talk about old times?"
"Fine by me. You have anywhere in mind?"
"Oh, I know one place..." Seto grinned. "Come on." He led his high school friend down the street. "It's not very far from here. We can walk a few minutes, and be there in no time."
"How was your first day in grade twelve, Yami? What's it like to be a senior in high school?" Bright-eyed and curious Yugi wondered across the table at Domino Effect, the new coffeehouse in town. Yami laughed behind a cup of coffee, sipping slowly as Yugi told him everything he found great about grade ten. "It's not very exciting once you actually are a senior, to be completely honest, Yugi." He said.
"Did you meet anyone? You make any friends?" Yugi asked.
"I met a guy named Seto Kaiba. He was okay to me. He sat by me in shop today, and offered me a place at his table at lunch." Yami had always told Yugi everything. It was common for them to share thoughts and ideas, say things at the same time, and finish each other's sentences. They were close brothers, although they were two years apart in age, Yami the eldest of the pair.
"Did you sit with him, then?"
"At lunch?"
Yugi nodded. "Yeah,"
"No."
"What? Why not?" Yugi wondered.
"I wanted to eat alone." Yami answered.
"Oh. Well, it's funny that your friend's last name is Kaiba, too. That's Mokuba's family name." Yugi smiled.
"Domino Effect? This old place?" Yami smirked, seeing the sign was beginning to rust. The shop had been open almost as long as Yami and Yugi had lived in Domino with their Grandfather Solomon.
Seto nodded. "You remember it?"
"Yeah..."
"Let's see if we can get our old table back."
"Number fourteen." Yami recalled. "I remember..."
- - - - - - [Laughing insanely] I advise Anime-Blade to discontinue reading this...it may get ugly. After all, it's going to be a romantic tragedy...And I am writing this at 3:10 AM...not being able to sleep, and all...
Please tell me what you think, I am dying for opinions! Is it any good? Anything you don't understand? My apologies if I didn't spell 'Motou' the way YOU prefer...It's too late to call Anime and as her how most write it, so I'll write it how I like. Don't complain, or I won't continue! [smiles] Please review!
--Kai
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!...if I did, you would notice it's new name..."Kai-Gi-Oh!"
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Author's Note: Please, go easy on me...my first shonen-ai fiction, the first YGO fiction I intend on finishing writing without HUGE delays, the first fanfiction that isn't DBZ on my account...Don't kill me!
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Dedication: I'd be damned if I dedicated this to anyone besides Anime, half of the esteemed "Anime-Blade," in which Blade thinks I am insane... I have one message for Blade: You should meet Will! I also have a message for Anime: Poot! Would you like some SeTOAST KAIba for breakfast? And...What the hell are you doing still reading?! Close this, or you shall be doomed to knowing my unskillful writing abilities!
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When He Loved Me
By Pikachu Hunter
Chapter One: Run-Ins
Yami, now the ripe age of twenty-four, strode down the street in silence, hands in pockets, ignoring the bustle of the metropolis around him as he concentrated on his shoes, which carried him ever forwards.
He'd accumulated a headache going over August's bills, and decided a walk would clear it up. He regretted ever leaving his apartment, now, as he listened to the city sounds, which made his head pound more.
Yami was heading back to the comforts of his small home now, as he brushed shoulders with those who were running errands or finding their way to an office to meet a co-worker for lunch.
"Hey, watch it, I--" A man that had bumped into Yami had begun to yell angrily, until he recognized the familiar give-away hair, and recalled the other's identity. "Motou?" The man pushed aside some dare hair to stare at the other with wide blue eyes.
Yami felt confused hearing his surname, until he remembered a name that matched the face before him. "Seto? Seto Kaiba?" He blinked.
Yami stood in a hallway, full of other teens about his age. He hugged his books to his chest, so they wouldn't scatter over the floor if someone pushed him from behind. He looked around, in search of his younger twin, Yugi, but couldn't see him in the sea of faces. Yami felt that, in high school, it was important to be accepted, and to have companions at your side to eliminate the illusion that he was a loner, although he liked to spend time alone. Not many people understood him. Just Joey, Tristan, and Yugi...
Seto Kaiba was surrounded by people, and they swarmed around him as he tried to get down the hall. "Oh, Ra, will you people leave me alone for a few seconds? I'm not going to be late again!" He yelled at those nearest to him. Most left, save a shorter boy, Yami assumed about his own brother Yogi's age, who trailed after Seto everywhere.
"Don't worry, Mokuba, you'll be fine in your class." Seto assured the boy.
Mokuba frowned. "But, big brother, it's my first day here..."
"It's everyone's first day. A new school year today." Seto said calmly.
"What if nobody likes me?"
"Then they'll deal with me. Why don't you see if any of your friends from ninth grade are here?" Seto encouraged his brother, giving a small grin to him. Mokuba nodded. "Okay. I'll see you later, big brother!" He waved, and was gone as he went into the crowd, in search of companions.
Yami felt himself shoved from behind, as was expected when standing too close to the sports fanatics, but was sent flying forwards anyways. His books remained in his arms, but Yami had been slammed into a locker. He heard the boys behind him laugh as he shook his head, and tried not to feel dizzy. "Sorry," Yami mumbled to the boy near him, who's blue eyes cast a glance at him when accidentally bumped into.
"I saw what they just did to you. Stay away from them, they're trouble." Seto advised.
"It makes sense...thanks." Yami nodded at the other boy.
"Whatever. My name's Seto. Seto Kaiba. Who're you?" Seto asked.
"I'm Yami Motou...my brother and I are new in Domino." Yami answered.
"Okay. Maybe I'll see you in class some time. See you," Seto waved a few fingers as he pushed through the crowds calling 'Mokuba, you forgot your lunch money.'
"Motou, how long has it been since I last saw you?" Seto asked, straightening out his jacket as he exchanged pleasantries with the old friend. Yami counted on his fingers. "Six years, since we graduated."
"How have you been all this time?" Seto laughed at the time they hadn't seen each other in.
"Okay, I guess. Yourself?" Yami returned the question.
"About the same. I'm not doing anything important, if you want to duck into a coffeehouse and get something to drink..." Seto offered.
"I'm not busy either. Just trying to cure a headache." Yami admitted.
"Alright. How's about we go grab something hot to sip over some newspapers, and we'll talk about old times?"
"Fine by me. You have anywhere in mind?"
"Oh, I know one place..." Seto grinned. "Come on." He led his high school friend down the street. "It's not very far from here. We can walk a few minutes, and be there in no time."
"How was your first day in grade twelve, Yami? What's it like to be a senior in high school?" Bright-eyed and curious Yugi wondered across the table at Domino Effect, the new coffeehouse in town. Yami laughed behind a cup of coffee, sipping slowly as Yugi told him everything he found great about grade ten. "It's not very exciting once you actually are a senior, to be completely honest, Yugi." He said.
"Did you meet anyone? You make any friends?" Yugi asked.
"I met a guy named Seto Kaiba. He was okay to me. He sat by me in shop today, and offered me a place at his table at lunch." Yami had always told Yugi everything. It was common for them to share thoughts and ideas, say things at the same time, and finish each other's sentences. They were close brothers, although they were two years apart in age, Yami the eldest of the pair.
"Did you sit with him, then?"
"At lunch?"
Yugi nodded. "Yeah,"
"No."
"What? Why not?" Yugi wondered.
"I wanted to eat alone." Yami answered.
"Oh. Well, it's funny that your friend's last name is Kaiba, too. That's Mokuba's family name." Yugi smiled.
"Domino Effect? This old place?" Yami smirked, seeing the sign was beginning to rust. The shop had been open almost as long as Yami and Yugi had lived in Domino with their Grandfather Solomon.
Seto nodded. "You remember it?"
"Yeah..."
"Let's see if we can get our old table back."
"Number fourteen." Yami recalled. "I remember..."
- - - - - - [Laughing insanely] I advise Anime-Blade to discontinue reading this...it may get ugly. After all, it's going to be a romantic tragedy...And I am writing this at 3:10 AM...not being able to sleep, and all...
Please tell me what you think, I am dying for opinions! Is it any good? Anything you don't understand? My apologies if I didn't spell 'Motou' the way YOU prefer...It's too late to call Anime and as her how most write it, so I'll write it how I like. Don't complain, or I won't continue! [smiles] Please review!
--Kai