'Sno Luck

Mokuba and Kaiba are totally stuck at a totally straight Yugi's house during a snow day… too bad they're both in love with different sides of him! mokubayugi, kaibayami,both one-sided. mentions of yugiteayami and Yugi-OOCness and evil toasters This is… odd, to say the least.

By Sour Schuyler

I thought I was going to have to burn on a pole for writing a Mokuba/Yugi one-sided story, but apparently Akio the Dragon Master thinks it's funny instead of disgusting:D Hopefully this chapter will help and strengthen that thought… this is not meant to be a yaoi fan fiction at all, or even to have any shounen-ai, though that's what it's rated for. But apparently one-sided shounen-ai is different, especially when the crushee is straight. At least that's what I'm hoping/sweat/ See, Akio-chan? YOU INFLUENCE MY WRITING! FEEL IMPORTANT/sigh…/ I wonder what CD my sister is playing upstairs… Hm… Yugi had BETTER be straight, at least… or else he has a LOT of explaining to do as to why he's borrowing those videos. "For my grandpa" just doesn't quite cut it (although it is believably XP). Also, to Misura… he he he. You are the only one, I think, you caught that reference. That is entirely what I meant, because we all know that's entirely what it is. /wicked grin/ That's Yugi for ya.

Chapter 2: In which Mokuba gets hit by a toaster

"Kaibakun! Stop eating all of my cake," Yugi complained. He sounded very crabby.

"Well then you shouldn't have offered it to me then," Kaiba pointed out, obnoxious as ever. "Now be a good host and shut up and sit down."

Yugi harrumphed and did so, settling back against the stiff chair made of white wicker. Mokuba stole this chance to glom Yugi again. The petite duelist's silky blonde bangs brushed against his cheek as he closed his eyes and (Mokuba guessed he was probably doing this, it was a rather effective technique that he had tried himself) counted backwards from one hundred.

His bangs… hanging in his face like that. Didn't it bother him? It looked so pretty… Mokuba felt like he was being extremely quiet. Should he say something?

"Yugi," Mokuba said lethargically, enunciating each word. "May… I… please… have… some… more… cake?"

Yugi smiled sweetly at him. "Sure, Mokuba!" he exclaimed propitiously. Kaiba nearly spit his cake out when Yugi winked flirtatiously at Mokuba. The eleven-year-old, shaggy-haired boy quickly lowered his head to stare at his plate, so that his god-awfully thick hair could cascade around him and hide his ferocious blush.

"You freak!" Kaiba screamed.

Yugi laughed maliciously, until he got hit by something squishy and yellow.

"You threw cake at me!" he accused. "It wasn't as if I meant anything by the gesture! Sheez. We're both guys. That would be sick."

It was lucky for Mokuba that he didn't hear what Yugi had just said. Kaiba just shrugged. He didn't particularly care for the "benign" side of Yugi, so anything he did to get him hot and bothered was a plus. Kaiba only cared about the tough side of Yugi.

"Cake looks good on you," he said simply.

Yugi growled. "Well you can't have anymore."

"How eleemosynary of you, Yugi," Kaiba said. Yugi's eyes went wide in surprise.

"What… the… heeeeeeeeeey…" Yugi ran into the next room to retrieve a dictionary.

"…" Kaiba ate another piece of sponge cake.

"How do you spell that?" Yugi asked from upstairs.

"E, l, e, e, m, o, s, y, n, a, r, y," Kaiba spelled. "It's not an insult you know!"

"Whatever. I'll believe that when I read it." The sound of Yugi flipping through the pages of a Webster could be heard. The amiable boy returned to the kitchen a minute later and sat down again. He was calm, with the self-discipline of a monk. Then he picked up some cake and chucked it at Kaiba for his sarcasm.

Kaiba threw a whole piece at Yugi in rebuttal, but unfortunately for Mokuba he kind of… missed by at least three feet. No one ever said that Kaiba could aim. The flying piece of pastry goodness instead assailed a nearby toaster, which had previously been balancing precariously on the edge of the shelf above Yugi and Mokuba's heads. And it fell. The large, silver toaster sailed through the air and nearly imploded poor Mokuba Kaiba's skull.

Bam!

And the loud sound echoed… and then.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Mokuba howled, clawing at his head in frustration. Kaiba and Yugi snickered.

"Sorry Mokuba," Kaiba apologized unconvincingly. Mokuba glared at him.

"You did that on purpose nii-sama!" he cried. His lips twisted into a scowl even as he made his accusation, which then contorted into a pout.

"Did not," was Kaiba's answer. Yugi was still snickering.

"Did too!" Mokuba shot back.

"Did not."

"Did too!"

"Did not."

"Did not."

"You did too throw it at me on purpose!" Mokuba yelled, his lower lip quivering. His head really hurt, and he was in danger of crying because of the pain.

"I did not."

"Did too!" Mokuba fairly screamed. His shrill voice caused Yugi to wince. Mokuba ran out of the room crying.

"Greeeeeeeeeeat…" Kaiba rolled his eyes. "Keeki kudasai?"

"Whatever," Yugi muttered, wondering where Mokuba was running too. He hoped he wasn't in his room touching his stuff.

Kaiba nodded pompously and presumptively reached for an additional piece sponge cake, but suddenly his belly flopped out on him. "Ugh," he groaned, knowing he had eaten too much cake. "Yugi where's your bathroom?"