Woo, chapter two! Still building up to the main plot, so I apologize if this comes off as dry and/or boring. The hardcore romance and epic battle scenes are in the relatively near future, I promise. Just bear with me, okay? T uT
This chapter is also un-beta'd. I'm deeply sorry for that. Again. -bows continuously-
With a quick sigh behind closed lips, the taller of the two smiled. "I told you not to stutter."
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Yugi's eyes were glued to the floor below him as we walked towards the lunch room with his friends. He didn't look quite upset, but rather confused or deep in-thought. With a cocked eyebrow, Jou leaned over to the side to shove the other youth's shoulder lightly.
"Hey, Yug'. Somethin' up with you today?"
When Yugi didn't answer, or even make a move to respond, Anzu chimed in with an overly enthusiastic smile. "Yeah, Yugi! We saw you and that hot prick Yami talking practically all class. What's going on?"
The boy's head snapped up for a minute, but slowly fell back to the floor as they turned a corner in the hallway. Glancing reluctantly over his shoulder, he caught a glimpse of said "hot prick" walking a ways behind them and silently prayed to Father that he was unable to hear the conversation between himself and the others. "Oh, um..." he started, shrugging his shoulders slightly. "He just wanted to talk I guess. Nothing special."
"Oh, come on," Honda replied, rolling his eyes as they got into the food line. "He never talks to anyone without being spoken to first."
"Unless he's calling out a teacher on something," Anzu added with a laugh. "Other than that, though..."
"Give it a rest guys," Yugi sighed, grabbing a plastic tray from behind the counter feebly. "It's not a big deal. Really."
The four remained silent for a few moments, simply taking a step or two forward whenever the line moved. Yugi winced slightly when the lunch lady dropped some food on his tray, along with a bottle of water. The same bottle that they always got; nothing special or appetizing or exciting. But suddenly, it looked so different. As if out of nowhere, Yugi was overwhelmed by the desire to down the entire bottle down in one gulp. It was almost as if he was going to die right then and there if he didn't drink it. His eyes instantly glazed over, locking onto the water like a starved hyena would to a steak.
But just as his free hand began reaching for it, there was a soft whisper in his right ear, "Don't."
It was a familiar voice; he was becoming very used to it; Yami's voice. But as Yugi spun around to look at him, he wasn't nearly as close as the youth had expected. He was within earshot, yes, but he was a good ten feet away, heading towards an open table on the other side of the cafeteria. Either Yugi was beginning to hallucinate voices, or Yami was a very fast walker.
"What did he just say?" Jou asked rather loudly, pushing Yugi up to an empty table. The other two followed after them, both with full trays in their hands.
"I didn't hear him, either." Anzu replied, sitting down in one of the seats to Yugi's left. "But did you see that smile on his face? It looked so inhuman on him."
"Yeah, that guy never smiles like that, not even a little!" Honda laughed, taking a loud gulp of water from his tray. Out of the corner of his eye, Yugi could've sworn he saw Yami flinch.
"He, uh, just said hello. Nothing big." Yugi lied, his head sinking into his shoulders a bit.
"Oh, please," Honda snorted, setting down the bottle with a big 'thud'. "Nobody just says 'hello' two centimeters away from your ear. Unless it's a really erotic hello."
"Ya mean they already got that far?!" Jou wailed, accidentally whipping his open bottle forward in some overly expressed reaction. The water inside, of course, went flying. As luck would have it, said water went flying directly to Yugi. Before he realized what was happening, the liquid had drenched him completely from the shoulders up. "Oh, shit, man... sorry."
Reaching up to wipe off his face, Yugi's eyes widened when a small bit of water slipped past his lips. Father, it tasted so much better than any other time he could remember drinking it. It felt almost as if Father had somehow opened up Yugi's chest and placed a piece of himself inside; it felt like utter bliss. He wanted more.
But the loud squeak of a chair's metal legs grinding against the floor, paired with the hand covering his mouth a mere moment afterward snapped him back to reality.
"Don't," Those same words again. In the same tone and voice. "You don't want it."
There was a moment or two of silence at the table as the other three simply stared in shock at Yami, apparently contemplating how in Father's name the boy had moved so fast. Or why he was there at all, for that matter.
"Uhm," Anzu was the first to speak up. "Hey there, Yami... is something wrong?"
Yami simply ignored her, and handed Yugi a napkin to wipe himself off with.
"Thanks..." Yugi squeaked, taking it from him carefully.
"Keep in mind what I said just now. And..." he leaned in to the point of nearly grazing the other's ear with his lips, whispering so quietly that there was no way even the one sitting next to Yugi could hear. "If you have restrained yourself from drinking past resting time tonight, meet me behind the medical center." And with that he turned to leave the cafeteria. Watching him walk out the door, Yugi could've sworn he felt something in his gut lighten.
The water, he thought, suddenly didn't seems so amazing after all.
Oh boy. Uh, just... wait for the next chapter. xD Please. It'll be done in two days tops, I promise.
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