Title: It's a Cruel Summer
Author: D (Insomniac Writer D)
FFN ID: Yami Anime Writer
Email: yamiyugioh@earthlink.net
Website: http://home.earthlink.net/~yamiyugioh/
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Category: Fan Fiction \ Anime \ Yu-Gi-Oh
Genre: Angst / Romance
Rating: PG-13 for fluff
Disclaimer: Blahblahblah, don't own 'em, blahblahblah, no money, blahblahblah, don't sue me!
Author's Note: Finally! Fluff time! Yay! *giggles happily, then coughs* Uh, yeah... Anyway, enjoy the chapter! And don't forget to review! :-) And hey, two chapters in one day! Who could ask for anything better, huh?
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:: Chapter Four ::
Jou and Tristan lead Yugi back to the throne room where Yami sat in wait. When the two guards opened the doors for the younger boy, the pharaoh's gaze shot up from their focus on the floor to look at him. And he couldn't believe the sight that greeted him.
As he had ordered, Yugi was dressed in the finest clothing possible, and it suited the boy well. For anyone who didn't know better, they would have thought Yugi to be Yami's little brother, the prince everyone was waiting for...
A warm smile graced Yami's lips as he stood up and walked over to greet the boy and his guards. "Well done, Tristan. Jou. You may leave now," he said, waving a hand dismissively to them, his gaze never leaving Yugi's smaller form.
Tristan and Jou bowed in respect, both flashing a quick grin to Yugi before closing the doors once Yugi had entered the room, leaving the two alone.
"I hope you are satisfied," Yami said quietly, gently placing a hand on the younger boy's shoulder. The simple contact sent waves a pleasure through him and he wanted nothing more than to hold Yugi close to him, to feel his warm body against his own.
Yugi nodded, uncertain of how he was supposed to reply. "Yes. Thank you, my Pharaoh," he stammered, bowing his head in respect. His gaze moved to the hand resting on his shoulder. He didn't flinch away from the touch as he had halfway expected himself to, but instead welcomed it. Somehow, it just felt...right.
Yami's smile broadened as he pulled Yugi close to him, wrapping both arms around his waist, sending more waves of pleasure and need through him. He wanted the boy, he couldn't deny it. But he didn't want to simply take him... Or, rather, he wouldn't allow himself to.
Yugi inhaled deeply, the pharaoh's sweet scent of flowers, spices, and honey exploding in his senses. Yugi moved closer to the pharaoh, his own arms wrapping around him in return. Everything felt so right to Yugi, as if it were meant to be. He didn't want to disappoint the pharaoh, either, after he had been so nice to him.
"Yugi," Yami whispered seductively into the younger boy's ear, his deep voice as smooth as silk. "Stay here in the palace with me. Be mine, and only mine..." He nuzzled his face against Yugi's cheek, letting out a contented sigh as Yugi's grip tightened.
"If that is my pharaoh's wish, then I shall," Yugi murmured, leaning into the gentle caress. He felt something in his chest release, as if a heavy burden had finally been removed. He let out a contented sigh of his own, his violet eyes drifting partially shut as he stood in the pharaoh's embrace. Before he knew it, he was asleep.
Yami started to take a step back until he realized just how much of Yugi's weight he was supporting. He smirked as he looked at the sleeping copy of himself, chuckling softly. He carefully picked Yugi up into his arms and carried him to Yami's own bedchambers.
He carefully laid Yugi down upon the bed, his ruby gaze studying the small form curiously. He sighed as he realized how uncomfortable the clothing Yugi wore must be when trying to sleep, so he carefully removed the clothing and thin sandals before pulling the thin, soft sheet up over the sleeping boy.
"Sleep well, my love," he whispered as he turned to leave the room to finish his daily duties as pharaoh. With his back turned, he was unaware of the soft smile which formed on Yugi's lips as those four words were repeated silently by the sleeping Yugi.
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A/N: Another short chapter, but hey, it's cute, in my opinion. Don't blame me for the shortness, though. Blame the meds. I'm sick with what I'm afraid is strept and so I'm kinda drugged up at the moment. Be glad I made it this far without passing out. Anyway, it's late-ish, so I'm going off to bed before my own yami forces me to. Tootles! And don't forget to review! The next chapter will be coming up soon!
Author: D (Insomniac Writer D)
FFN ID: Yami Anime Writer
Email: yamiyugioh@earthlink.net
Website: http://home.earthlink.net/~yamiyugioh/
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Category: Fan Fiction \ Anime \ Yu-Gi-Oh
Genre: Angst / Romance
Rating: PG-13 for fluff
Disclaimer: Blahblahblah, don't own 'em, blahblahblah, no money, blahblahblah, don't sue me!
Author's Note: Finally! Fluff time! Yay! *giggles happily, then coughs* Uh, yeah... Anyway, enjoy the chapter! And don't forget to review! :-) And hey, two chapters in one day! Who could ask for anything better, huh?
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:: Chapter Four ::
Jou and Tristan lead Yugi back to the throne room where Yami sat in wait. When the two guards opened the doors for the younger boy, the pharaoh's gaze shot up from their focus on the floor to look at him. And he couldn't believe the sight that greeted him.
As he had ordered, Yugi was dressed in the finest clothing possible, and it suited the boy well. For anyone who didn't know better, they would have thought Yugi to be Yami's little brother, the prince everyone was waiting for...
A warm smile graced Yami's lips as he stood up and walked over to greet the boy and his guards. "Well done, Tristan. Jou. You may leave now," he said, waving a hand dismissively to them, his gaze never leaving Yugi's smaller form.
Tristan and Jou bowed in respect, both flashing a quick grin to Yugi before closing the doors once Yugi had entered the room, leaving the two alone.
"I hope you are satisfied," Yami said quietly, gently placing a hand on the younger boy's shoulder. The simple contact sent waves a pleasure through him and he wanted nothing more than to hold Yugi close to him, to feel his warm body against his own.
Yugi nodded, uncertain of how he was supposed to reply. "Yes. Thank you, my Pharaoh," he stammered, bowing his head in respect. His gaze moved to the hand resting on his shoulder. He didn't flinch away from the touch as he had halfway expected himself to, but instead welcomed it. Somehow, it just felt...right.
Yami's smile broadened as he pulled Yugi close to him, wrapping both arms around his waist, sending more waves of pleasure and need through him. He wanted the boy, he couldn't deny it. But he didn't want to simply take him... Or, rather, he wouldn't allow himself to.
Yugi inhaled deeply, the pharaoh's sweet scent of flowers, spices, and honey exploding in his senses. Yugi moved closer to the pharaoh, his own arms wrapping around him in return. Everything felt so right to Yugi, as if it were meant to be. He didn't want to disappoint the pharaoh, either, after he had been so nice to him.
"Yugi," Yami whispered seductively into the younger boy's ear, his deep voice as smooth as silk. "Stay here in the palace with me. Be mine, and only mine..." He nuzzled his face against Yugi's cheek, letting out a contented sigh as Yugi's grip tightened.
"If that is my pharaoh's wish, then I shall," Yugi murmured, leaning into the gentle caress. He felt something in his chest release, as if a heavy burden had finally been removed. He let out a contented sigh of his own, his violet eyes drifting partially shut as he stood in the pharaoh's embrace. Before he knew it, he was asleep.
Yami started to take a step back until he realized just how much of Yugi's weight he was supporting. He smirked as he looked at the sleeping copy of himself, chuckling softly. He carefully picked Yugi up into his arms and carried him to Yami's own bedchambers.
He carefully laid Yugi down upon the bed, his ruby gaze studying the small form curiously. He sighed as he realized how uncomfortable the clothing Yugi wore must be when trying to sleep, so he carefully removed the clothing and thin sandals before pulling the thin, soft sheet up over the sleeping boy.
"Sleep well, my love," he whispered as he turned to leave the room to finish his daily duties as pharaoh. With his back turned, he was unaware of the soft smile which formed on Yugi's lips as those four words were repeated silently by the sleeping Yugi.
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A/N: Another short chapter, but hey, it's cute, in my opinion. Don't blame me for the shortness, though. Blame the meds. I'm sick with what I'm afraid is strept and so I'm kinda drugged up at the moment. Be glad I made it this far without passing out. Anyway, it's late-ish, so I'm going off to bed before my own yami forces me to. Tootles! And don't forget to review! The next chapter will be coming up soon!