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*Rated T for Teen (Unless Otherwise Noted) – Sexual Themes, Language


Author's Note – I dedicate this drabble to the lovely Yugi16dm.


Love Fern (Rated T)

Since neither of them had ever had a boyfriend before, let alone dated anyone, Seto and Joey weren't quite sure what to do for their one year anniversary of being together. After much thought, they were clear on one thing: they didn't want their anniversary to adhere to any of the clichés out there.

So the two of them had opted for something a little more simplistic. They would exchange gifts, but these gifts had to be symbolic of their love in some way. Basically, their gifts to each other would represent their love.

Seto, being of sound body and mind, went out of his way to have something crafted specially for this occasion, and he was quite proud of the results. Giving it to the one he'd loved for this past year—even with their ups and downs—meant more to him than he would ever care to admit.

Carefully carrying a box that had been wrapped in gold wrapping paper, the brunet headed for the living room, where they said they would exchange their gifts. Spotting Joey in the center of the room, Seto let a small smile grace his lips as he approached him.

"Happy Anniversary, Joey," he stated softly, adoration accentuating his tone as he passed the blond his gift.

"Thank ya, Seto." Joey immediately began unwrapping the box.

After he pulled open the lid, he gasped before pulling out a medium sized figurine that was nearly as big as his head. The figurine was in the form of the Blue-Eye White Dragon and Red-Eyes Black Dragon. Both of which were intertwined, their faces leaning back as if to gaze at each other, making it appear as if the empty space between them was a heart.

"What do you think?" asked Seto, growing slightly impatient because the blond had yet to utter a word—which was completely unlike him.

"I…I love it, Seto. It's beautiful." Setting the figurine back into the box as gently as he could, Joey threw himself at the brunet and hugged him for all he was worth.

"Where's my gift?"

Joey leaned back and glared at him slightly, a little angered that his boyfriend had disrupted such an endearing moment. "Fine. I'll go get him," he said as he left the room.

Seto blanched. Wait. Get him? Who was him? Joey didn't get them a pet, did he? Or worse! Well, maybe not worse. But he wasn't ready to be a father yet!

While the brunet continued his worst case scenario tirade inside his head, he missed Joey reentering the living room.

"Uh…Seto? Ya okay?" the blond questioned hesitantly.

"What?" the brunet responded, his head snapping up. "I'm fine. What…is that?"

Joey cradled the object he was holding as if offended by the question. "He," the blond started, "is our love fern."

Seto looked back at the green…bushy thing Joey was holding. "Love fern? What the hell is a love fern?"

"Haven't ya seen How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days?" When Seto shook his head, Joey continued. "A love fern is somethin' that represents our love. We gotta take care of him because that means we're gonna take care of our love. If ya let him die, our love dies. Got it?"

The brunet looked skeptical. And why did Joey keep calling that thing a him? "And why is this…love fern a…boy?"

"Because I named him Bob," Joey answered matter-of-factly.

Seto actually had the audacity to allow his jaw to drop after hearing this. Great. Just great. The entity that would epitomize their epic love for one another was Bob. How…anticlimactic.

"Ya aren't gonna let our love die, are ya?" the blond inquired, noticing the lack of positive reaction on his boyfriend's face.

"No! Absolutely not! You just…took me by surprise," Seto stammered in response. "I'd be happy to care of it—I mean, Bob."

Joey smiled. "Good! Ya can keep him in your study. And don't forget to water him."

When the blond passed…Bob to him, Seto stared at the plant and sighed. He had to take care of a plant now? He didn't know how to take care of a plant! But what if this thing did die? Oh, no! What if Joey broke up with him because the plant died and assumed that he was letting their love die?

A call to his secretary was in order. He needed to find out where they sold these love ferns…just in case.


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