Eyes on Fire
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 3
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Yami hated many things. One was hamburgers, and another was over flirtatious girls. Yet, above all, he hated being ignored by someone who fascinated him in every way imaginable. He had been in this high school for a month now and still found little information over Yuugi.
Today was not any different except for a minor change in the weather forecast. From what little he knew of the small city, rain was evidently a major happening. Rolling his eyes at the thought, Yami managed to think of that small town in Washington that held the highest rainfall in the Continental US. However, today he awoke to sunlight beaming through his bedroom window. Amazed by this weather, he managed to make it out of the house and in school on time for once. Apparently, Jou made him late on a daily basis.
Hefting his bag upon his shoulders, Yami maneuvered through a throng of students, heading outside for lunch. Jou was sitting under the shade of an old weathered tree, downing a bottle of soda. Noticing his friend, Yami headed towards him, frowning.
Jou raised a brow once his small friend joined him. He set his soda to the side, running a hand through his unruly blond locks.
"What's wrong, Yams? Ya look like someone who's just been told dat there Morkie has been run over."
Yami's amethyst eyes widened at the question. Leave it to Jou to have something bizarre as that.
"What the hell, Jou? What's a Morkie?"
Rolling his eyes, Jou spoke. "It's a mixed breed of a small dog. It's half Yorkie and half Maltese."
Rolling his eyes, Yami sighed heavily. "Okay… I'm not even going to ask where you found out about that breed of dog."
"That's beside the point, Yams. What's wrong with ya? You've been pouting all day long."
"I could say the same to you. You've been quiet since you found out that your brunet loner wasn't here today."
Jou growled at his friend, pulling the small teen onto the grass. "He has a name, ya know. His name is Kaiba. But that's not why I'm unhappy."
"Well? What's wrong with you then?"
Jou picked up his soda taking a swig of it. He was silent, taking in his thoughts as he replied.
"Yuugi's not here today either. This means I don't get a look at that badass car of his."
Yami settled onto the grass, throwing his bag to the side. He listened to what his friend said, sparking his interest at the mention of the mysterious Yuugi.
"Yuugi isn't here?"
Setting the empty bottle of coke on the ground, Jou shrugged half-heartedly.
"He's never here when the weather is nice. He apparently has some type of skin condition that keeps him at home during this type of day."
Nodding thoughtfully, Yami took in the information. That explained the teen's pale skin. He needed answers.
Jou leaned back against the tree trunk, yawning widely. He eyed his friend again, realizing that he was fighting against something.
"What's going through that spiky head of yours?"
Growling at the insult Yami replied, "I want answers."
"Answers? Okay… Let's see." He smirked. "Two plus two equals four, the square root of twenty-five is five…"
"Jou cut the bull-shit. I want answers concerning Yuugi."
"Heh, why didn't ya just ask me? I don't know too much about him but I can tell ya what I know. Ask away little buddy."
"Once again, stop it with the nicknames. It's bad enough that you call me Yams."
"Aww come on, Yami. Get over it. I wouldn't call ya Yams if I didn't like ya." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at his friend, laughing loudly.
Annoyed, Yami chucked his friend's empty coke bottle at Jou's chest, grinning as it hit him square in the diaphragm.
"Damn it!"
"That's what you get for being a smartass blond, Jou."
"Whatever, so do ya have questions for me? I need something to distract me from kicking your skinny ass right now."
He chose to ignore the threat. "Yes, I do."
"Alright, ask away."
"Why is Yuugi always alone?"
Jou sat up once again, pushing his hair from his face.
"Yuugi doesn't get along with anyone other than Kaiba. Yuugi's got an anger problem and hates being in conflict. But if he's in the middle of something that little dude can pack a punch. I should know he's given me a few decent shiners."
"How old is he?"
"Yami, you wouldn't believe me if I told ya this. But he's actually a few months older than you and I. He's seventeen, almost eighteen."
"Alright, and I guess I have one more question."
"Go ahead."
"I want to know something… Why doesn't he ever eat with-?"
The bell rang wildly, ending the conversation. Jou jumped up, stretching the kinks out of his back. He grabbed his bag and motioned for Yami to follow him.
The duo headed back into the building, silent as they entered the sea of students.
Yami thought over the answers he received from Jou concerning Yuugi. Some of the answers seemed odd. Why did Yuugi have a temper? Hell, why does Yuugi get along with Kaiba?
All of these circled through his thoughts as he headed to his final class of the day.
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The sun didn't last long. Sadly, as it was, Yami silently cheered for the return of the dreary weather. He wanted to see if Yuugi returned for class today.
The day felt slightly different to him. Something called for excitement. Yami found he wearing one of his favorite leather buckled sleeveless tops adorned with a studded choker and studded bracelets along with dark jeans and matching studded belts. For once, he felt normal again. Wearing clothes that his father hadn't minded brought comfort to him. He threw on a navy jacket and walked out of the house, bag in tow. His foster parents were out of town, which didn't matter. They were rarely home if ever. He hated the annoyed his 'foster-mother' gave him over his current form of dress. She wondered if he was coming out of the closet. Even though he wasn't one to speak of sexual orientation, he didn't speak of his preferences aloud,
Walking towards the campus, Yami's eyes grew with excitement as he eyed the ostentatious white sports car that outshined the rest. Smirking to himself, Yami walked through the gates, happy for once over the weather. Today was a good day.
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Or so he thought. The day proved to be bad. Murphy's Law had set into action. Everything that could possibly go wrong had… It had all started with finding Yuugi in the lunchroom with Kaiba. The duo sat at a table, Yuugi appearing somewhat smug with something. He seemed happy for once. Yami felt jealous upon seeing this. How could Kaiba make Yuugi happy and he couldn't?
However, his eyes didn't leave the small teen as he held a large golden trinket within his hands, stroking it affectionately. From a distance, the item that Yuugi held reminded him of a bling necklace. However, upon further notice, it was a golden inverted pyramid.
Despite this, Yami found that his day continued to plummet as a scary looking female from the freshman class asked him out. To make matters worse, English couldn't come quickly enough. Moments later, the bell rang loudly signaling Yami's descent into the world of English.
His heart pounded heavily in his chest as he approached the classroom. He walked into the room, finding it deserted. This was unusual when Yuugi was concerned.
'Where the hell is he?'
As if summoned by the gods, Yuugi waltzed into the room, graceful in each step he took. His attention remained on the large pyramid around his neck. A smile crossed his features.
Yet, it wasn't the teen's smile that confused Yami; it was the odd serene nature he possessed for once.
Yuugi threw his bag down, taking his seat moments later. He gazed up, eyes landing upon Yami. Although, Yuugi's gaze fell upon him, he noted a subtle change in the teen's eyes. The teen's once clear violet eyes now held a bit of crimson embedded into the violet. This wasn't what brought confusion to him. The clear, voice spoke to him.
"Hello, Yami."
'Oh god, he actually spoke to me.'
It seemed that his stroke of bad luck ended just now.
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Okay, a lot of you have asked if this is a "Twilight" crossover. It isn't going to be. I've a few things from it but in the end it will not be like it in any way. I can promise ya'll that.