IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!! - This is the Yu-Gi-Oh! Yaoi portion of the Shipping List in order. Be forewarned. Some "pairings" will not be fluffy and cute. But they will all, hopefully, be believable. Rating's will vary.

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is the intellectual property of Kazuki Takahashi

Author's Notes: I really need to get back to these. I'm stuck on my current one, another one with Keith. It seems there are way too many pairings with Keith on this list.

Rating: T (a low T)

Yu-Gi-Oh! Shipping List #14

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Argenshipping (Pegasus x Ryou) - Argentite: a dark gray mineral that is an important ore of silver - "Refined"

Ryou Bakura was a child with hair the color of spun silver. It was true that Ryou was a teenager, hardly a child, but he was a child to Pegasus and it was true also that his hair may have more closely resembled snow than silver, but it was silver to Pegasus. An unnatural color for one his age, but a color that Pegasus remembered vividly as it had taunted him from the mirror as a child.

For Pegasus, his own silver hair had helped to define him. His mother had called it "so refined" but everyone else had made fun of his hair - people still did, jokingly referring to him as an "old man". He had married the first person who had loved the silver hair his mother had called refined. She had been the love of his life, his soul mate, the focal point of his entire world and when she had died, when he finally had accepted her death for what it was - permanent - he had felt destined for the broken state of his heart.

Pegasus' first encounter with Ryou however, was perhaps his true destiny. At that time, obsession had narrowed his vision. He had not really seen Ryou but Bakura had made a lasting impression that he would never forget when the white-haired thief had torn the Sennen Eye from where he should never have put it to begin with.

The next time Pegasus had seen Ryou had been at a holiday party hosted by the Kaiba brothers. Ryou was Seto Kaiba's secretary. With his soft, warm smile and silken-silver hair (possibly made so by the lighting), Ryou had captured more attention than his boss which might just have been the reason the young CEO had hired him in the first place.

Pegasus took the opportunity to formerly introduce himself and also to apologize for his conduct when last they had met. To his surprise, Ryou also apologized, for the actions of his yami and his own part in the act. Pegasus had been captivated. He spent the remainder of the evening questing to learn everything there was to learn about Ryou Bakura from his favorite song and movie to his hobbies and interests.

Having learned that Ryou was heavily into table-top RPGs, Pegasus invited the boy to his island for any weekend of his choosing so that they might play together. Ryou admitted that he did not often have the opportunity to play his favorite game and Pegasus confided that he generally leaped at the chance to invite people to visit with him as he often got lonely. The men who worked for him were not very good at gaming and they were somewhat lacking when it came to personality too. Ryou had laughed at that, the sound striking cords in Pegasus' heart that had felt tight and rusted until that singular moment when a silver-haired boy had caused his mask of refinement to fall away. Ryou agreed and the weekend after had kept the engagement, bringing a suitcase with him to store his game pieces and a duffel bag for his clothes.

Ryou was a refreshing ray of light in his otherwise silent home. He had forgiven Pegasus as completely as he claimed and he treated the other as a fellow gamer rather than an "old man" or a rival. He was honest and kind. He was everything that Pegasus had once been, long ago, and had not been since his love had died. For the first time in years, Pegasus felt as though he were not simply sliding through life a dead soul, but living.

He tried to make Ryou laugh as much as possible, because he loved the sound. He loved the sound of Ryou's laughter. It had startled him when he'd realized. It was the first thing he had loved since her. And like a tidal wave, more things had flooded into his heart. Painting brought him joy again and not merely the contentment that had seen him through the long years. He found himself truly laughing at the cartoons he had always liked so much, a laugh that he was unable to directly control. Food tasted better, wine richer, and Ryou's eyes sparkling as he inspected the many tropical fish swimming in the sea-water pools Pegasus had fashioned in his infinite spare time seemed to spark something in his chest. Ryou's long hair, flowing down his back, illuminated as he stood upon the moonlit patio, caused a burning in Pegasus' veins that one night drove him to reach out to brush that hair aside gently, just to quell the overwhelming urge.

"I'm sorry." he had apologized, before Ryou had even reacted. Ryou looked back at him curiously but Pegasus could not meet his gaze. "Your hair looked so beautiful in the moonlight just now - ethereal is the word -" he said, brushing Ryou's hair aside once more, letting his fingers slip through it before pulling his hand away, not seeking to drive the boy away. "Would you consider allowing me the honor of…painting you?"

Ryou looked surprised. "You want to paint me?" Pegasus nodded and Ryou blushed. "I…I guess…I don't mind." he stuttered, averting his gaze to hide his embarrassment.

Ryou had returned to Japan the next day leaving Pegasus with nothing but his painting to stare at as he thought of Ryou and of what this strange attraction to the silver-haired boy might mean. They kept in contact, Pegasus finding it much easier to ask Ryou his honest opinion of him through a computer screen than to his face. Ryou's answer came a day later. He just seemed … so refined but it wasn't just that, Ryou had gone on to explain. He hated feeling lonely and Pegasus had made him feel … appreciated … special…

Pegasus invited Ryou to his home again, for another weekend - any Ryou chose but Ryou declined. No, he said, he didn't have any plans for Spring Break.

Pegasus confessed to Ryou that spring break that he had dreamed of kissing the boy and he would not blame him in the slightest if he wished to go home then, knowing what he did.

"I wouldn't mind." Ryou's voice, barely a whisper, had caught Pegasus off guard. He had been certain that Ryou would refuse him, certain that he must have heard wrong. Ryou waited patiently for his reply and finally the answer had dawned on Pegasus.

"You make me feel appreciated … honored…" he said, staring deeply into the liquid brown eyes returning his gaze, placing a hand delicately against one soft cheek as he leaned down and pressed his lips to Ryou's. Feeling the other respond, returning his kiss with hesitant, melting warmth, Pegasus felt blessed, a feeling he had thought he would never experience again.

To Pegasus, Ryou would always be a child, his warmth and laughter echoing in the halls of his chateau, too honest and too pure and even in the throws of passion he would find himself witness to Ryou's amazing ability to purify his every sin with his all-encompassing love. And Ryou's hair, white as it was, would always be silver to Pegasus; the color of moonlight and the shimmering, still waters beneath, lapping lazily against wet and shimmering rocks. To Pegasus, Ryou was the light that illuminated the world and made him glad once more, to be a part of it.

Post whatevers: This is fic number 14 already. Is anyone scarred for life yet? Anyway, thanks so much for the reviews! You're brave souls to keep an open mind this long and I admire every one of you. Next up is Ryouta (Mako) x Honda x Jounouchi. As always, please review if you liked, Ja!