WAI!! WAI!! WAI!! I GOT 250 REVIEWS!! AND MORE!!! ^______^ THANK YOU!!! I
FEEL SO LOVED!!! AND I AM SOOO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!! I HAD A NASTY
FEVER!! REMEMBER, SICK = LATE UPDATE = BAD!!
Yami: Uh-oh...Run while you still can! You do realize she's going to make a complete thank-you section now at the end of this fic, right?
SO??? I THINK PEOPLE WOULD APPRECIATE BEING THANKED!!!
Yugi: Um, Yo Xi Wang-san...Please calm down. You need to start the fic...
Yami: Yeah, you can't just leave Yugi crying in the middle of a grocery store! And he still has his apples with him too...
AWW...POOR YUGI!! *huggles him* I always seem to torture you, don't I? I promise, I'll make it up to you. How about a nice kiss from Yami?
Yugi: *turns red and looks at Yami* N-Now?
Yami: *blushes*
*teasingly* No, not yet...In the fic. Not here. You both just be good little boys and wait...*grins wickedly*
Yami: *gulps* Why do I get the feeling that's not good?
Yugi: I...I've never...um, kissed anyone before...
Yami: Me neither...
Exactly. That's why the first one needs to be special, so it must be in the story, at the perfect place and the perfect time...*eyes go starry while imagining it* One other thing. There were only 6 reviews for Ryou/Bakura?!? Oh well. I'll put some in to make people happy, but it won't be as much as the main pairing. Please be patient, though, because they never met before either. ^^' Oh, yes, what Silver Dragon wanted was Bakura to be beaten up by her muse, Faux. A very...original idea, so wait for it. It'll be coming soon. By the way, Yugi did not shove an apple into Ushio's mouth because 1) he didn't have an apple on hand and 2) he wasn't as brave back then, it was after meeting Yami that he started to become stronger.
*suddenly a bird flies by and drops a piece of paper into YXW's hands*
Oh, I almost forgot. Come here, Yami...
Yami: *knowing what's in store for him, sighs* All right. Give me a minute. Why'd I have to wear a BUCKLED shirt?
Yugi: ???
*goes up to him and embraces him around the shoulder* Watch, my friend. This is one of the greatest pleasures of life in the Internet world...
Yami: *starts removing the leather material after taking off neck buckle*
Yugi: *eyes widen to the size of melons* ...
~^________^~ It never gets old. *drools uncontrollably, joining Yugi's puddle on the floor*
Yami: *finally takes the whole thing off*
Yugi: *speechless and entranced*
Yami: *embarrassed* I'm going to get you for this, Yo Xi Wang...
Ah-ah-ah...Someone also said they wanted to see you without pants...^___^ And you know how I hate to upset reviewers...
Yami: WHAT??!! I REFUSE!! *then sees contract* Kuso...*begins to unbuckle belt and slides leather pants off, all that remains are silky boxers*
Yugi: *faints*
*gulps* I...see...This is my first time seeing you...um...like this...*drool fills the room, going up ankle deep and still flowing* (Picture Yami's shapely legs...Just do it...)
Yami: *quickly* Yu-Gi-Oh is property of Kazuki Takahashi, not Yo Xi Wang. There is Yugi/Yami yaoi and fluff in here and some Anzu bashing, so be warned if you do not like these things. "..." is speaking and '...' is thinking. *runs into the nearest bathroom with clothes*
*uses drool to spell out chapter 11 on the wall*
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Chapter 11
Yugi stayed crouched in his hiding spot, tense and not daring to make a move, until he heard the whispers of curious people die down and conversation in the supermarket resume to its normal state. He broke down limply against the wood, the bag of apples slipping from his grasp, and a pool of salty tears spilled from his eyes. His entire body felt numb at the moment and totally helpless, still in the aftershock and the fear still lingered in his mind. How he wished Yami could be there. He would always know what to do. He would always know how to make him feel better.
'No,' he thought suddenly. He realized he had become too dependent on Yami. He should learn to deal with his own problems, not put them all on his friend. With a new look of determination, he stood up and dried his tears on his sleeve, but his body still trembled slightly, and picked up the sack of apples. The plastic ripped unexpectedly under the heavy weight and the apples tumbled out, scattering in all different directions. Yugi chased after them, then froze when one of them rolled into a leather clad shoe.
"Yugi! There you are!" Yami's deep voice exclaimed with relief as he helped pick up the fruit. "The information desk said you'd be around here somewhere. There was an accident, I was told. You're not hurt, are you?" Upon closer inspection, he noticed the reddish eyes and nose of the younger boy. "What happened?" he gasped.
"Mm-nnn," Yugi replied, shaking his head. "N-Nothing. It's just that...when the shelves crashed, the onions got knocked over too." he lied, the first time ever to Yami. But it was for a good cause. He didn't want Yami to think he was weak or needed help all the time. Yami looked a bit skeptical, but bought the story, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, okay, then. Let's finish shopping," he suggested. Yugi agreed and led Yami back to the shopping cart he had been using, surprised to find that it was unscathed. They spent a few more minutes picking out the other items and went to the counter to pay for them. All the way, though, Yugi couldn't help but think about the warning and blood-chilling voice that issued it.
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Nighttime fell quickly upon the city. Bakura was still walking around the town square absentmindedly, having tried to find Yugi again, but with no luck. He held the Millennium Ring like a compass and retraced his steps again, but the needle-like structures on his ring never even moved. He kicked at the ground in frustration as he rounded another corner. Suddenly, a jingling sound could be heard and he found to his great surprise that all five needles had gone rigid and pointed to the right. They were pointing in the direction of Ryou and Malik, as they were walking back home carrying shopping bags. (A/N: Okay, now...Malik...shopping? O__o)
Bakura did a quick double take and nearly gasped out loud. He ran a hand through his own snowy white hair to make sure he wasn't looking in a mirror, but then he saw the large, friendly chocolate brown eyes, warm and full of purity. This person definitely could not be him, seeing as how his own eyes were icy and narrow. He took a step back to watch the pair as they chatted amiably, noticing the unusual hair colors of sandy tan and white next to each other. After the initial shock, a small smile graced his lips. 'So...this must be the person who was destined to have the Millennium Ring and free me from my prison. Geez, didn't think that when the gods warned us that our counterparts were going to look similar to us, they would be THAT similar. Of course, HE didn't have to worry about that..." he thought venomously. That brought him back on track of his current mission. However, he was too curious as to why his supposed partner didn't acquire the ring to think about that.
He moved closer to the duo walking in the chilly night air, unnoticed, and got a closer look at Ryou's face. Bakura scoffed. 'He looks like a weakling. They expect me, a dangerous Tomb Robber, to share lives with someone as weak as this? I'd much rather be in a body of my own, thank you very much.' He looked down at his own figure, one he had conjured up after thousands of years in the ring when he finally got fed up with waiting. It allowed him to move like a real person, yet he was currently only a spirit and needed to rely on his magic energy to sustain his form. It was either this or to actually live inside the ring, which in a world like this, would most likely be thrown into a trashcan or something of the like. Once he introduced himself to his supposed lighter half, he could take over his counterpart's body, a vital step if he ever wanted to find who he was looking for.
"Are you sure you don't want a ride, Ryou?" Malik said with uncertainty as he got on his motorbike. "It's getting late."
"I'm okay. You go on home, Malik. Mom said she'll come in a few minutes," Ryou replied, seating himself on a bench nearby. The voice was sweet and smooth, like nectar, something Bakura couldn't help but notice. So, Ryou was his name. How was it that a teenage boy could have such a...well, cute- sounding voice?
'Bad thought, Bakura. "Cute" is definitely NOT on your list of vocabulary words. It goes along with "fluffy" and "adorable" and "sweet." Eeyck...' he felt like puking for even thinking of such words. He had never used them in all his life, for 3,000 years at least, and he wasn't going to start now. 'That weakling will just have to learn to toughen up. Even his voice shows he's weak.' Bakura watched silently as Ryou waved goodbye to Malik and the tan color-haired teen drove off. There was no one else remaining in the town square, basically, making it a perfect time to strike. Well not strike, exactly. First meetings weren't appropriate for violence, unless necessary...He silenced his ring and moved closer, never taking his eyes off the pale-skinned boy.
"Ryou, Honey! Are you okay?" A voice said as a jeep pulled up in front of the bench. The window lowered and Ryou's mother poked her head out. "You were staring into space."
"I'm fine, Mom," Ryou said, shaking his head and gathering his supplies. He felt a chill go down his spine when he stood up, almost like a shard of ice going down his back, and turned his head around. There was nothing there. He rubbed his head, tired from the long day, and went to get into the jeep.
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Meanwhile, back at the Mutou residence, dinner had already been taken care of and Yugi was setting up a game of Monopoly. They had decided that the three of them (including Grandpa) should play something together. After all, it was a good chance to take advantage of playing games which never had been really fun since there were only two people participating. Truthfully, he wasn't as enthusiastic about it as he had been this morning. The incident in King's Fruits and Veggies kept nagging at his mind. Why did his attacker look so familiar? (A/N: He's not friends with Ryou, so that's why he has trouble.)
"Yugi?" Yami asked, coming in and seating himself at the table. Yugi had been stacking the fake money in the slot of the Chance cards. He quickly noticed his error and sheepishly arranged them in the correct place. "You all right?" Yugi nodded in response.
"I'm just thinking about some things..." he said, trailing off. Yami looked at him, but didn't say anything, understanding that Yugi didn't feel like talking. Yugi looked up in surprise. "Don't you want to know what?" he asked, confusion clouding his face.
"No. It's your business. You have your right to privacy. I won't ask about it until you choose to tell me so," Yami replied. Yugi dropped his head back down, feeling relieved but also a little disappointed. He had wanted to tell someone, but Yami was right. It was his own business and he needed to learn to deal with it. There was a fine line between asking for advice and just asking for answers, so he needed to be careful.
"Still not done setting up yet, Yugi?" Sugoroku came in and sat down as well. He started to help by shuffling the Chance and Community Chest cards. "You seemed so excited this morning, yet you move so slow," he said with a laugh.
"Hey!" Yugi objected with a smile himself. He pushed aside the depressing thoughts and just wanted to enjoy the game. As he finished setting up the board, he explained some quick rules. "You know this is Monopoly Advanced. They have new rules and more cards in the Chance and Community Chest piles." Yami and Sugoroku listened intently, having never played anything other than just regular old Monopoly before. They laughed when they found out one of the new game's main goals was to also get married so they could share the taxes with someone.
"Ha! Well, I don't think we need to worry about that rule in this game tonight," Sugoroku said heartily. He didn't notice a strange look pass between the two teens, one of which they themselves didn't understand, but they found they couldn't look into each other's eyes again.
"Um...that's what Bob and Nancy are for. They each have 5 thousand dollars to share," Yugi said, holding up two plastic people figurines. Then he frowned. "Who came up with these names anyway?" All he got were laughs in response.
The game raged on into the night. The new rules of Monopoly Advance had turned the old, traditional game into something totally new, and it was addicting. After establishing hotels on almost all the game squares, it was becoming increasingly costly to travel around the board. Yugi even preferred to staying in jail since he was the one with the least property. "Yami, it's your turn," Sugoroku said after he had made another purchase and given half to his wife. He was so far the only one to have gotten married.
"Okay," Yami said, taking the dice. He rolled a 7, landing him on a Chance square. He drew one of the orange cards from the pile and read it aloud. His heart nearly skipped a beat. "True love will come into your life soon. A good omen. Collect $250." He signaled for Yugi to get the money, with him being the banker for the course of the game. 'Correction. I think I might have already...' he thought as he watched Yugi work nimbly to find the exact amount, and his cheeks heated up when Yugi turned back to face him. Those large lovely lavender eyes...Silently, he accepted the cash, their fingers brushing ever so lightly, causing a light pink to also spread across Yugi's face. Both had become suddenly interested in how their game piece character looked. All the while, Grandpa was oblivious. (A/N: ^___^ *laughs at Grandpa's stupidity in the obvious things but at his sheer hentai-ness in other things*)
"Your turn, Yugi," he said to remind his grandson. Yugi nodded and threw the dice, also landing on a Chance square. As he picked up his own card, the previous warmth in his face disappeared to be replaced by icy fear. The card said "Beware. There is danger ahead. Donate $100." Yami looked with concern at his frozen face. Yugi tried his best to push the fear back down, but he could hardly read the message in a steady voice.
"Um, you guys...It's getting kind of late. Could we finish this tomorrow?" he asked. The two other players noticed his quivering hand and exchanged looks of agreement.
"Yes. We should get to bed," Sugoroku said. He got up and stretched, leaving the board as it was for next time. The game he had going was too good to give up. "Well, goodnight everyone."
"Goodnight, Grandpa. Goodnight, Yami," Yugi said quickly before nearly rushing up the stairs to his room, hoping no one noticed the tears that didn't yet come out. Why did that stupid Chance card have to remind him of what happened? He usually didn't stand up to bullies. What would that person do when he found him? He closed the door and jumped in between the sheets, yet he still didn't feel safe. The numbness began to return as he turned off the light and tried to sleep. He heard Yami's footsteps come and pause at his doorway.
"Goodnight, Yugi," Yami whispered so Yugi could hear. He saw that the light was already off and didn't want to bother his little savior. (A/N: Little savior? O.O Yes, I know. I'm weird when I'm happy...) Then he disappeared into his own chamber and prepared for bed.
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Yugi tried as hard as he could to fall asleep, changing positions, fluffing up his pillow, smothering himself under the blankets, anything he could think of. But he still felt numb and frightened, constantly sneaking glances at both his bedroom windows. What whoever had attacked him had said was true. He couldn't hide forever. He was scared, but he didn't know what to do about it. He had thought about telling Yami for many hours now, all the hours he had been trying to sleep, but he had to be strong. He had to do it on his own and prove himself to Yami that he could be a man. That he could take care of himself. Ever since meeting Yami, he had only shown him his vulnerable, needy side. Finally he got out of bed, giving up on trying to sleep. Maybe a drink of water would help his dry throat. The clock by his bed signaled 2:00 A.M. He just wasn't sleepy. He felt like sleeping, like letting all his worries drain away as he drifted off into the land of peaceful dreams, and escape the feeling of impending doom and anxiety.
However, even after getting water, he didn't feel any better. He longed to go to his grandfather for comfort like he did was he was little and had a bad dream. His grandpa would give him a quick but reassuring lecture and he would instantly feel better. But this was not a dream, and he was wayyy too old to be going to his grandpa. Besides, the man needed sleep, not stress. 'Maybe, just maybe...' Yugi thought, taking his pillow and blanket and quietly tip-toeing to Yami's room. 'I would definitely feel better if someone was at least in the same room. I won't bother him at all. Oh, who invented the concept of having your own room?' He remembered on the school field trips where he had to bunk with his classmates, but they had never talked to him before. But on a night like this, even that would be fine with him.
He slowly pushed open the door just enough so he could get in. The room was completely dark, with the window shades drawn shut. He could just barely make out the outline of Yami's hair peeking above the sheets and the slow, steady breaths he took shown by the rise and fall of his chest. He looked fast asleep. Yugi gently closed the door, glad when it didn't make a sound at all, and laid out the blanket he brought on the floor. Then he set the pillow on top and lied down, wrapping himself with the blanket like a cocoon. It felt pretty comfortable, and he could see some of Yami to reassure him there was someone there. He breathed out slowly, feeling much safer, yet there was still a part of him that knew of something even better. He rolled onto his side and tried to fall asleep.
There was a rustle of bedsheets as Yami rolled over too. "Yu...gi?" he mumbled, seeing an unfamiliar shadow upon the floor. Yugi's eyes shot open and he sat up, his face half surprised, half afraid, and half embarrassed.
"Sorry for waking you up..." he whispered apologetically. "I couldn't sleep...I was too afraid...I was alone in my room...And I don't want grandpa to think I'm a little kid...I...I thought......I'm sorry." He lowered his head and started to pick up his stuff in preparation for going back to his room. Yami watched him in the darkness, once more worried about him.
"Wait. Whoever said you had to leave?" Yugi froze.
"I...don't? But, aren't you mad I woke you up?" Yami shook his head, but it was barely visible.
"No. You can't sleep, right? Then..." he lifted a fold of his blanket back, and Yugi's eyes widened at the invitation.
"C-Can I really?"
"Sure, come here," Yugi almost felt like this was all a dream as he crawled in. An immediate warmth met his cold feet and it spread throughout his body in seconds. Yami wrapped the blanket around the smaller boy well and gave him half of his pillow. Yugi accepted them gratefully, feeling warm and comfortable and completely safe and surprisingly...lightheaded.
'It must be from lack of sleep...' he thought, feeling his eyelids droop. He finally relieved them and allowed his eyes to closer completely in much needed sleep. He could feel Yami breathing right next to him and felt a sudden urge to move closer to the warm body. Against what his mind was telling him, he snuggled closer and felt the cool smooth silk pajamas Yami was wearing against his body. Yami felt a wave of awkwardness rush through him not to mention having the heat all go to his face, but he shook it off. He brought an arm around and smoothed Yugi's back, giving him small rhythmic pats like the ones his 'mother' used to do to lull him to sleep when he was very young. He was so much like a child, and yet he didn't know it. The tender flesh of his cheek was illuminated by a crack in the curtain, and Yami had never seen anything so tantalizing. He settled for just touching it briefly before smoothing out the matted bangs and dropping his hand back to Yugi's shoulder. He tucked his arm around the sleeping boy protectively, hoping that whatever Yugi had been so afraid of wouldn't bother him in his sleep.
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Oh, sappp...There was a LOT of sap here, wasn't there? ^___^' Gomen. I can't help it. I just went over the fluff section of my fanfiction disk. It's a collection of all Y/Y fluff and it's really enjoyable!! Besides, crayon wanted more fluff, so I put more fluff! And there will be some Ryou/Bakura. I repeat, there will be some Ryou/Bakura because Ryou's cute and Bakura's well...erm, he's evil in a good way. And people sure seem to like Anzu bashing. I'll make her suffer more...Mwahahahaha......
Yippees!! I went to check and I'm on the favorites lists of 5 more people! Thank you azngurl, Neko-chan, Magician of Chaos, Princess Strawberry, and Blue! Wow, 5 more!! I'm so happy!! Yay! Yay! Yay! And I'll try not to make the next way this long. Now, where's Yugi?
Yugi: *still out* X _ X
Yugi? Oh, poor Yugi. I guess Yami must have been too much for him...He missed the sappy bedtime scene! But, anyway, that's okay. There will most likely be more to come if Grandpa doesn't mind! ~^_____^~ I still can't believe I got 250 reviews!! Please don't stop! More is always better! How about 350?
Please r/r!
Yami: Uh-oh...Run while you still can! You do realize she's going to make a complete thank-you section now at the end of this fic, right?
SO??? I THINK PEOPLE WOULD APPRECIATE BEING THANKED!!!
Yugi: Um, Yo Xi Wang-san...Please calm down. You need to start the fic...
Yami: Yeah, you can't just leave Yugi crying in the middle of a grocery store! And he still has his apples with him too...
AWW...POOR YUGI!! *huggles him* I always seem to torture you, don't I? I promise, I'll make it up to you. How about a nice kiss from Yami?
Yugi: *turns red and looks at Yami* N-Now?
Yami: *blushes*
*teasingly* No, not yet...In the fic. Not here. You both just be good little boys and wait...*grins wickedly*
Yami: *gulps* Why do I get the feeling that's not good?
Yugi: I...I've never...um, kissed anyone before...
Yami: Me neither...
Exactly. That's why the first one needs to be special, so it must be in the story, at the perfect place and the perfect time...*eyes go starry while imagining it* One other thing. There were only 6 reviews for Ryou/Bakura?!? Oh well. I'll put some in to make people happy, but it won't be as much as the main pairing. Please be patient, though, because they never met before either. ^^' Oh, yes, what Silver Dragon wanted was Bakura to be beaten up by her muse, Faux. A very...original idea, so wait for it. It'll be coming soon. By the way, Yugi did not shove an apple into Ushio's mouth because 1) he didn't have an apple on hand and 2) he wasn't as brave back then, it was after meeting Yami that he started to become stronger.
*suddenly a bird flies by and drops a piece of paper into YXW's hands*
Oh, I almost forgot. Come here, Yami...
Yami: *knowing what's in store for him, sighs* All right. Give me a minute. Why'd I have to wear a BUCKLED shirt?
Yugi: ???
*goes up to him and embraces him around the shoulder* Watch, my friend. This is one of the greatest pleasures of life in the Internet world...
Yami: *starts removing the leather material after taking off neck buckle*
Yugi: *eyes widen to the size of melons* ...
~^________^~ It never gets old. *drools uncontrollably, joining Yugi's puddle on the floor*
Yami: *finally takes the whole thing off*
Yugi: *speechless and entranced*
Yami: *embarrassed* I'm going to get you for this, Yo Xi Wang...
Ah-ah-ah...Someone also said they wanted to see you without pants...^___^ And you know how I hate to upset reviewers...
Yami: WHAT??!! I REFUSE!! *then sees contract* Kuso...*begins to unbuckle belt and slides leather pants off, all that remains are silky boxers*
Yugi: *faints*
*gulps* I...see...This is my first time seeing you...um...like this...*drool fills the room, going up ankle deep and still flowing* (Picture Yami's shapely legs...Just do it...)
Yami: *quickly* Yu-Gi-Oh is property of Kazuki Takahashi, not Yo Xi Wang. There is Yugi/Yami yaoi and fluff in here and some Anzu bashing, so be warned if you do not like these things. "..." is speaking and '...' is thinking. *runs into the nearest bathroom with clothes*
*uses drool to spell out chapter 11 on the wall*
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Chapter 11
Yugi stayed crouched in his hiding spot, tense and not daring to make a move, until he heard the whispers of curious people die down and conversation in the supermarket resume to its normal state. He broke down limply against the wood, the bag of apples slipping from his grasp, and a pool of salty tears spilled from his eyes. His entire body felt numb at the moment and totally helpless, still in the aftershock and the fear still lingered in his mind. How he wished Yami could be there. He would always know what to do. He would always know how to make him feel better.
'No,' he thought suddenly. He realized he had become too dependent on Yami. He should learn to deal with his own problems, not put them all on his friend. With a new look of determination, he stood up and dried his tears on his sleeve, but his body still trembled slightly, and picked up the sack of apples. The plastic ripped unexpectedly under the heavy weight and the apples tumbled out, scattering in all different directions. Yugi chased after them, then froze when one of them rolled into a leather clad shoe.
"Yugi! There you are!" Yami's deep voice exclaimed with relief as he helped pick up the fruit. "The information desk said you'd be around here somewhere. There was an accident, I was told. You're not hurt, are you?" Upon closer inspection, he noticed the reddish eyes and nose of the younger boy. "What happened?" he gasped.
"Mm-nnn," Yugi replied, shaking his head. "N-Nothing. It's just that...when the shelves crashed, the onions got knocked over too." he lied, the first time ever to Yami. But it was for a good cause. He didn't want Yami to think he was weak or needed help all the time. Yami looked a bit skeptical, but bought the story, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well, okay, then. Let's finish shopping," he suggested. Yugi agreed and led Yami back to the shopping cart he had been using, surprised to find that it was unscathed. They spent a few more minutes picking out the other items and went to the counter to pay for them. All the way, though, Yugi couldn't help but think about the warning and blood-chilling voice that issued it.
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Nighttime fell quickly upon the city. Bakura was still walking around the town square absentmindedly, having tried to find Yugi again, but with no luck. He held the Millennium Ring like a compass and retraced his steps again, but the needle-like structures on his ring never even moved. He kicked at the ground in frustration as he rounded another corner. Suddenly, a jingling sound could be heard and he found to his great surprise that all five needles had gone rigid and pointed to the right. They were pointing in the direction of Ryou and Malik, as they were walking back home carrying shopping bags. (A/N: Okay, now...Malik...shopping? O__o)
Bakura did a quick double take and nearly gasped out loud. He ran a hand through his own snowy white hair to make sure he wasn't looking in a mirror, but then he saw the large, friendly chocolate brown eyes, warm and full of purity. This person definitely could not be him, seeing as how his own eyes were icy and narrow. He took a step back to watch the pair as they chatted amiably, noticing the unusual hair colors of sandy tan and white next to each other. After the initial shock, a small smile graced his lips. 'So...this must be the person who was destined to have the Millennium Ring and free me from my prison. Geez, didn't think that when the gods warned us that our counterparts were going to look similar to us, they would be THAT similar. Of course, HE didn't have to worry about that..." he thought venomously. That brought him back on track of his current mission. However, he was too curious as to why his supposed partner didn't acquire the ring to think about that.
He moved closer to the duo walking in the chilly night air, unnoticed, and got a closer look at Ryou's face. Bakura scoffed. 'He looks like a weakling. They expect me, a dangerous Tomb Robber, to share lives with someone as weak as this? I'd much rather be in a body of my own, thank you very much.' He looked down at his own figure, one he had conjured up after thousands of years in the ring when he finally got fed up with waiting. It allowed him to move like a real person, yet he was currently only a spirit and needed to rely on his magic energy to sustain his form. It was either this or to actually live inside the ring, which in a world like this, would most likely be thrown into a trashcan or something of the like. Once he introduced himself to his supposed lighter half, he could take over his counterpart's body, a vital step if he ever wanted to find who he was looking for.
"Are you sure you don't want a ride, Ryou?" Malik said with uncertainty as he got on his motorbike. "It's getting late."
"I'm okay. You go on home, Malik. Mom said she'll come in a few minutes," Ryou replied, seating himself on a bench nearby. The voice was sweet and smooth, like nectar, something Bakura couldn't help but notice. So, Ryou was his name. How was it that a teenage boy could have such a...well, cute- sounding voice?
'Bad thought, Bakura. "Cute" is definitely NOT on your list of vocabulary words. It goes along with "fluffy" and "adorable" and "sweet." Eeyck...' he felt like puking for even thinking of such words. He had never used them in all his life, for 3,000 years at least, and he wasn't going to start now. 'That weakling will just have to learn to toughen up. Even his voice shows he's weak.' Bakura watched silently as Ryou waved goodbye to Malik and the tan color-haired teen drove off. There was no one else remaining in the town square, basically, making it a perfect time to strike. Well not strike, exactly. First meetings weren't appropriate for violence, unless necessary...He silenced his ring and moved closer, never taking his eyes off the pale-skinned boy.
"Ryou, Honey! Are you okay?" A voice said as a jeep pulled up in front of the bench. The window lowered and Ryou's mother poked her head out. "You were staring into space."
"I'm fine, Mom," Ryou said, shaking his head and gathering his supplies. He felt a chill go down his spine when he stood up, almost like a shard of ice going down his back, and turned his head around. There was nothing there. He rubbed his head, tired from the long day, and went to get into the jeep.
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Meanwhile, back at the Mutou residence, dinner had already been taken care of and Yugi was setting up a game of Monopoly. They had decided that the three of them (including Grandpa) should play something together. After all, it was a good chance to take advantage of playing games which never had been really fun since there were only two people participating. Truthfully, he wasn't as enthusiastic about it as he had been this morning. The incident in King's Fruits and Veggies kept nagging at his mind. Why did his attacker look so familiar? (A/N: He's not friends with Ryou, so that's why he has trouble.)
"Yugi?" Yami asked, coming in and seating himself at the table. Yugi had been stacking the fake money in the slot of the Chance cards. He quickly noticed his error and sheepishly arranged them in the correct place. "You all right?" Yugi nodded in response.
"I'm just thinking about some things..." he said, trailing off. Yami looked at him, but didn't say anything, understanding that Yugi didn't feel like talking. Yugi looked up in surprise. "Don't you want to know what?" he asked, confusion clouding his face.
"No. It's your business. You have your right to privacy. I won't ask about it until you choose to tell me so," Yami replied. Yugi dropped his head back down, feeling relieved but also a little disappointed. He had wanted to tell someone, but Yami was right. It was his own business and he needed to learn to deal with it. There was a fine line between asking for advice and just asking for answers, so he needed to be careful.
"Still not done setting up yet, Yugi?" Sugoroku came in and sat down as well. He started to help by shuffling the Chance and Community Chest cards. "You seemed so excited this morning, yet you move so slow," he said with a laugh.
"Hey!" Yugi objected with a smile himself. He pushed aside the depressing thoughts and just wanted to enjoy the game. As he finished setting up the board, he explained some quick rules. "You know this is Monopoly Advanced. They have new rules and more cards in the Chance and Community Chest piles." Yami and Sugoroku listened intently, having never played anything other than just regular old Monopoly before. They laughed when they found out one of the new game's main goals was to also get married so they could share the taxes with someone.
"Ha! Well, I don't think we need to worry about that rule in this game tonight," Sugoroku said heartily. He didn't notice a strange look pass between the two teens, one of which they themselves didn't understand, but they found they couldn't look into each other's eyes again.
"Um...that's what Bob and Nancy are for. They each have 5 thousand dollars to share," Yugi said, holding up two plastic people figurines. Then he frowned. "Who came up with these names anyway?" All he got were laughs in response.
The game raged on into the night. The new rules of Monopoly Advance had turned the old, traditional game into something totally new, and it was addicting. After establishing hotels on almost all the game squares, it was becoming increasingly costly to travel around the board. Yugi even preferred to staying in jail since he was the one with the least property. "Yami, it's your turn," Sugoroku said after he had made another purchase and given half to his wife. He was so far the only one to have gotten married.
"Okay," Yami said, taking the dice. He rolled a 7, landing him on a Chance square. He drew one of the orange cards from the pile and read it aloud. His heart nearly skipped a beat. "True love will come into your life soon. A good omen. Collect $250." He signaled for Yugi to get the money, with him being the banker for the course of the game. 'Correction. I think I might have already...' he thought as he watched Yugi work nimbly to find the exact amount, and his cheeks heated up when Yugi turned back to face him. Those large lovely lavender eyes...Silently, he accepted the cash, their fingers brushing ever so lightly, causing a light pink to also spread across Yugi's face. Both had become suddenly interested in how their game piece character looked. All the while, Grandpa was oblivious. (A/N: ^___^ *laughs at Grandpa's stupidity in the obvious things but at his sheer hentai-ness in other things*)
"Your turn, Yugi," he said to remind his grandson. Yugi nodded and threw the dice, also landing on a Chance square. As he picked up his own card, the previous warmth in his face disappeared to be replaced by icy fear. The card said "Beware. There is danger ahead. Donate $100." Yami looked with concern at his frozen face. Yugi tried his best to push the fear back down, but he could hardly read the message in a steady voice.
"Um, you guys...It's getting kind of late. Could we finish this tomorrow?" he asked. The two other players noticed his quivering hand and exchanged looks of agreement.
"Yes. We should get to bed," Sugoroku said. He got up and stretched, leaving the board as it was for next time. The game he had going was too good to give up. "Well, goodnight everyone."
"Goodnight, Grandpa. Goodnight, Yami," Yugi said quickly before nearly rushing up the stairs to his room, hoping no one noticed the tears that didn't yet come out. Why did that stupid Chance card have to remind him of what happened? He usually didn't stand up to bullies. What would that person do when he found him? He closed the door and jumped in between the sheets, yet he still didn't feel safe. The numbness began to return as he turned off the light and tried to sleep. He heard Yami's footsteps come and pause at his doorway.
"Goodnight, Yugi," Yami whispered so Yugi could hear. He saw that the light was already off and didn't want to bother his little savior. (A/N: Little savior? O.O Yes, I know. I'm weird when I'm happy...) Then he disappeared into his own chamber and prepared for bed.
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Yugi tried as hard as he could to fall asleep, changing positions, fluffing up his pillow, smothering himself under the blankets, anything he could think of. But he still felt numb and frightened, constantly sneaking glances at both his bedroom windows. What whoever had attacked him had said was true. He couldn't hide forever. He was scared, but he didn't know what to do about it. He had thought about telling Yami for many hours now, all the hours he had been trying to sleep, but he had to be strong. He had to do it on his own and prove himself to Yami that he could be a man. That he could take care of himself. Ever since meeting Yami, he had only shown him his vulnerable, needy side. Finally he got out of bed, giving up on trying to sleep. Maybe a drink of water would help his dry throat. The clock by his bed signaled 2:00 A.M. He just wasn't sleepy. He felt like sleeping, like letting all his worries drain away as he drifted off into the land of peaceful dreams, and escape the feeling of impending doom and anxiety.
However, even after getting water, he didn't feel any better. He longed to go to his grandfather for comfort like he did was he was little and had a bad dream. His grandpa would give him a quick but reassuring lecture and he would instantly feel better. But this was not a dream, and he was wayyy too old to be going to his grandpa. Besides, the man needed sleep, not stress. 'Maybe, just maybe...' Yugi thought, taking his pillow and blanket and quietly tip-toeing to Yami's room. 'I would definitely feel better if someone was at least in the same room. I won't bother him at all. Oh, who invented the concept of having your own room?' He remembered on the school field trips where he had to bunk with his classmates, but they had never talked to him before. But on a night like this, even that would be fine with him.
He slowly pushed open the door just enough so he could get in. The room was completely dark, with the window shades drawn shut. He could just barely make out the outline of Yami's hair peeking above the sheets and the slow, steady breaths he took shown by the rise and fall of his chest. He looked fast asleep. Yugi gently closed the door, glad when it didn't make a sound at all, and laid out the blanket he brought on the floor. Then he set the pillow on top and lied down, wrapping himself with the blanket like a cocoon. It felt pretty comfortable, and he could see some of Yami to reassure him there was someone there. He breathed out slowly, feeling much safer, yet there was still a part of him that knew of something even better. He rolled onto his side and tried to fall asleep.
There was a rustle of bedsheets as Yami rolled over too. "Yu...gi?" he mumbled, seeing an unfamiliar shadow upon the floor. Yugi's eyes shot open and he sat up, his face half surprised, half afraid, and half embarrassed.
"Sorry for waking you up..." he whispered apologetically. "I couldn't sleep...I was too afraid...I was alone in my room...And I don't want grandpa to think I'm a little kid...I...I thought......I'm sorry." He lowered his head and started to pick up his stuff in preparation for going back to his room. Yami watched him in the darkness, once more worried about him.
"Wait. Whoever said you had to leave?" Yugi froze.
"I...don't? But, aren't you mad I woke you up?" Yami shook his head, but it was barely visible.
"No. You can't sleep, right? Then..." he lifted a fold of his blanket back, and Yugi's eyes widened at the invitation.
"C-Can I really?"
"Sure, come here," Yugi almost felt like this was all a dream as he crawled in. An immediate warmth met his cold feet and it spread throughout his body in seconds. Yami wrapped the blanket around the smaller boy well and gave him half of his pillow. Yugi accepted them gratefully, feeling warm and comfortable and completely safe and surprisingly...lightheaded.
'It must be from lack of sleep...' he thought, feeling his eyelids droop. He finally relieved them and allowed his eyes to closer completely in much needed sleep. He could feel Yami breathing right next to him and felt a sudden urge to move closer to the warm body. Against what his mind was telling him, he snuggled closer and felt the cool smooth silk pajamas Yami was wearing against his body. Yami felt a wave of awkwardness rush through him not to mention having the heat all go to his face, but he shook it off. He brought an arm around and smoothed Yugi's back, giving him small rhythmic pats like the ones his 'mother' used to do to lull him to sleep when he was very young. He was so much like a child, and yet he didn't know it. The tender flesh of his cheek was illuminated by a crack in the curtain, and Yami had never seen anything so tantalizing. He settled for just touching it briefly before smoothing out the matted bangs and dropping his hand back to Yugi's shoulder. He tucked his arm around the sleeping boy protectively, hoping that whatever Yugi had been so afraid of wouldn't bother him in his sleep.
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Oh, sappp...There was a LOT of sap here, wasn't there? ^___^' Gomen. I can't help it. I just went over the fluff section of my fanfiction disk. It's a collection of all Y/Y fluff and it's really enjoyable!! Besides, crayon wanted more fluff, so I put more fluff! And there will be some Ryou/Bakura. I repeat, there will be some Ryou/Bakura because Ryou's cute and Bakura's well...erm, he's evil in a good way. And people sure seem to like Anzu bashing. I'll make her suffer more...Mwahahahaha......
Yippees!! I went to check and I'm on the favorites lists of 5 more people! Thank you azngurl, Neko-chan, Magician of Chaos, Princess Strawberry, and Blue! Wow, 5 more!! I'm so happy!! Yay! Yay! Yay! And I'll try not to make the next way this long. Now, where's Yugi?
Yugi: *still out* X _ X
Yugi? Oh, poor Yugi. I guess Yami must have been too much for him...He missed the sappy bedtime scene! But, anyway, that's okay. There will most likely be more to come if Grandpa doesn't mind! ~^_____^~ I still can't believe I got 250 reviews!! Please don't stop! More is always better! How about 350?
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