Note: Sorry, life got in the way.
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What a day... Mokuba moaned as he sprawled on the couch (well, as much as his small body allows) as he hung up the phone, his uniform draping over the coffee table. Not only did Seto get detention for missing first period (which was taught by a teacher that everyone he knows calls "Mr. Satan"), but he also had to do overtime at work. And worse, He got a fifteen question pre-algebra homework, and he had fallen asleep in during math!
Well, no use fussing over homework when one's not focused on it, that's what Seto tells me, though that doesn't mean I can escape doing it. Mokuba thought to himself as he pulls out a sheet of paper, rubbing the pencil against his chin. Let's see what Sage said to do... He thought as he wrote down the list the best as he could recollect it.
After Mokuba wrote it down, the list look something like this:
1. Don't be obvious. People get scared if people like them too much. (Sounds like Seto, Mokuba thought to himself.). If it sounds very romantic to admit your love to someone in your mind, chances are, it freaks the person out.
2. Be nice, but don't push it. Again, don't be obvious, be as polite as possible, but don't send them flowers. Occasional candy bars do nicely. (Does Yugi prefer plain chocolate or ones with nuts in them? Mokuba asked himself as he looked over it.)
3. Try not to blush, or get puppy-dog-eyed. People tend to think there's something wrong with you. (Easier said then done.)
4. Eventually you have to tell them. Make sure they are in a good mood, and alone. A big mistake is telling it in public places; it embarrasses them. Also, watch what you say.
5. If they don't share the feelings, don't feel too bad. Have a Cookie, or Ice Cream, and play video games. Do whatever feels good, you will have a shattered heart, don't think too much on it, or it gets worse. It wasn't to be.
Mokuba pushed the list into his binder after checking over it once or twice, wondering how Sage became so smart about things like this. But right now, Mokuba wished he were smart enough to do his homework, or have Seto here to help him understand.
Speaking of that... It's way too quiet here, and empty... This will drive me nuts, and I'll never able to finish my homework! And well, it is a nice day, maybe I can go outside and do my homework, it'll sure beat staying inside this big empty house... Mokuba paused, shuddering at some memories that had flashed through his mind. I hate this house... With Seto around, it's sorta okay, but alone... brrr... I keep thinking HE will come around yelling and screeching at us....
He sprung up from the couch, clutching his math book, his sketchbook, and notebook, entering the kitchen. He snuck a few candy bars out of the treat jar (which Seto set up for the "Sugar rush" for long study nights and Seto's always getting after him for stealing from it), and stuffed them in a canvas bag, being careful not to crush the snickers. He considered borrowing his brother's MP3 player, but decided against it, partially because he does not favor the techno, trance and industrial his brother loves but mostly because he doesn't want to accidentally lose it-sure Seto can buy another one without flinching, but that's not the point.
With that, Mokuba adjusted his striped T-shirt, slinging the bag over his shoulder as he exited the house; locking it behind him. He strolled leisurely to the park, being careful to obey all pedestrian rules because he knows very well that students were judge also on how they behaved in public after school's out. Something having to do with school reputation or proper child rearing or some silly adult nonsense that Mokuba didn't even try to comprehend.
Hey, Why should I even be bothering with that junk? After all, I'm just a kid with a mission... scratch that, that sounded really stupid. I wondered if Yugi will be there at the park, he usually is... along with his friends. Mokuba paused, forcing his mind to onto the streets rather then Yugi with that statement.
Soon the boy found himself in the large and spacious park, scanning over the soft rolling hills for signs of life.
Whooosh! A near hit-and-fly incident with a Frisbee proved that indeed there is life in the park.
"Sorry about that!" Joey shouted as he rushed over, picking up the object in question. "Eh? What are you doing here? Ain't you suppose to be home?" He questioned, cocking his head slightly,
"Can't concentrate at home." He replied simply as he found a nice leafy elm tree and sat beneath it, pulling out his math book.
"Hello Mokuba, Need any help with your homework?" A soft gentle voice asked as he felt someone settling next to him.
"Well, sorta..." The stormy-eyed boy replied slowly as he looked out the corner of his eye, first focusing on the light blue collar around the boy's then, then soft rose-tinted lips, large innocent-looking amethyst eyes, and finally that unmistakable spike of tricolor hair.
"Hm, Percentages, that always gave me problems when I was your age until Grandpa showed me a trick to make it easier." Yugi stated as he looked over the younger boy's shoulder, feeling for him, after all as he said, once upon a time, that was impossible for him.
"What's the trick?" Mokuba asked softly, telling himself not to focus on Yugi but on the homework instead.
"Well you see. wait, do you have to show your work in your class? Some teachers are very strict about that while others are more lax about the rules." The diminutive teen shrugged, rubbing his chin in thought.
"Well, she's kinda strict about it for most people, but she kinda loosens up on the rules with me and a few others." He responded as he looks at the dizzying numbers and symbols, and wondered who was the fucking idiot that decided to complicate the world with such crap.
"Okay then. You see, basically it's just like multiplying, except you." He leaned over, gently grasping Mokuba's pencil, and wrote down the first question, and then guided the smaller hand over the simplified steps of the problem, telling him what they're doing. "And that's how you do it. I had to get it to where I can do it in my head, because I end up helping my grandpa run the shop alot." He smiled, shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against the tree.
"Thanks! It makes sense now. Oh, want this?" He exclaimed as he pulled a chocolate bar out of the knapsack, and handed it to Yugi, trying not to blush when his fingers brushes against the amethyst-eyed boy.
"Thank you!" Yugi chirped as he immediately nibbled on the treat, smiling happily.
//Allowing yourself to be bribed with sweets?// A cool voice whispered in the Hikari's mind.
/Nuh-uh, consider it payment, I help him, he gives me candy./ Yugi giggled gleefully as he munched on the junk food.
//Sugar-addict.// Yami snickered quietly at how quickly his other half can get hyper.
/You like chocolate too./ A mock pout, the type that the Pharaoh finds completely irresistible.
//I do, Partner, especially when it's draped down your--//
/Not Now!/ The young man yelped, trying to fight back a furious blush, and a whirl of vivid imaginary. /I am sitting next to a kid for crissakes! I don't want to scare him!/
All he got in response was a sharp bark of laughter.
"Yugi?" Mokuba tilted his head, staring up at the older boy, intrigued by the odd expression on his face? It looks like he's embarrassed, but why?
"Oh just something My other half says, he can be rather crass at times, surprisingly." He shook his head in a sheepish manner.
"Okay." He giggled, placing a hand over his mouth, not aware what was the content of the little exchange.
After the initial embarrassment passed, they continued on looking over the pre-teen's homework, and sharing the candy between them. They also discussed topics ranging from math to Duel Monsters and to, oddly enough, the feeding habits of illegally kept snakes in Norway (though one has to seriously wonder how they got to that topic.). After what seem like only minutes past, Mokuba checked his watched and realized he's been out for two complete hours.
"Oh my gosh! I didn't mean to be out for this long!" The black-haired boy yipped as he sprung to his feet. "Nii-Sama is going to be so worry!"
"Really has it been that long?" The Dueling champion blinked as he looked at his own watch.
"Wow! It has, hasn't it? It looks like the guys went home already." Yugi got up and helped the boy put his things into the bag. "I think I should walk you home, it is getting somewhat late."
"You don't have to, I can take the bus home or even hire a taxi." Mokuba wave him off half-heartedly, though he personally really enjoyed the ideal.
"I insist, I would feel awful if something did happen to you." Yugi shook off the dismissal.
"Well... if you insist on doing so, then sure, you can go ahead." He grinned practically from ear to ear, slinging the bag over his shoulders as the two walked to his house.
What a day... Mokuba moaned as he sprawled on the couch (well, as much as his small body allows) as he hung up the phone, his uniform draping over the coffee table. Not only did Seto get detention for missing first period (which was taught by a teacher that everyone he knows calls "Mr. Satan"), but he also had to do overtime at work. And worse, He got a fifteen question pre-algebra homework, and he had fallen asleep in during math!
Well, no use fussing over homework when one's not focused on it, that's what Seto tells me, though that doesn't mean I can escape doing it. Mokuba thought to himself as he pulls out a sheet of paper, rubbing the pencil against his chin. Let's see what Sage said to do... He thought as he wrote down the list the best as he could recollect it.
After Mokuba wrote it down, the list look something like this:
1. Don't be obvious. People get scared if people like them too much. (Sounds like Seto, Mokuba thought to himself.). If it sounds very romantic to admit your love to someone in your mind, chances are, it freaks the person out.
2. Be nice, but don't push it. Again, don't be obvious, be as polite as possible, but don't send them flowers. Occasional candy bars do nicely. (Does Yugi prefer plain chocolate or ones with nuts in them? Mokuba asked himself as he looked over it.)
3. Try not to blush, or get puppy-dog-eyed. People tend to think there's something wrong with you. (Easier said then done.)
4. Eventually you have to tell them. Make sure they are in a good mood, and alone. A big mistake is telling it in public places; it embarrasses them. Also, watch what you say.
5. If they don't share the feelings, don't feel too bad. Have a Cookie, or Ice Cream, and play video games. Do whatever feels good, you will have a shattered heart, don't think too much on it, or it gets worse. It wasn't to be.
Mokuba pushed the list into his binder after checking over it once or twice, wondering how Sage became so smart about things like this. But right now, Mokuba wished he were smart enough to do his homework, or have Seto here to help him understand.
Speaking of that... It's way too quiet here, and empty... This will drive me nuts, and I'll never able to finish my homework! And well, it is a nice day, maybe I can go outside and do my homework, it'll sure beat staying inside this big empty house... Mokuba paused, shuddering at some memories that had flashed through his mind. I hate this house... With Seto around, it's sorta okay, but alone... brrr... I keep thinking HE will come around yelling and screeching at us....
He sprung up from the couch, clutching his math book, his sketchbook, and notebook, entering the kitchen. He snuck a few candy bars out of the treat jar (which Seto set up for the "Sugar rush" for long study nights and Seto's always getting after him for stealing from it), and stuffed them in a canvas bag, being careful not to crush the snickers. He considered borrowing his brother's MP3 player, but decided against it, partially because he does not favor the techno, trance and industrial his brother loves but mostly because he doesn't want to accidentally lose it-sure Seto can buy another one without flinching, but that's not the point.
With that, Mokuba adjusted his striped T-shirt, slinging the bag over his shoulder as he exited the house; locking it behind him. He strolled leisurely to the park, being careful to obey all pedestrian rules because he knows very well that students were judge also on how they behaved in public after school's out. Something having to do with school reputation or proper child rearing or some silly adult nonsense that Mokuba didn't even try to comprehend.
Hey, Why should I even be bothering with that junk? After all, I'm just a kid with a mission... scratch that, that sounded really stupid. I wondered if Yugi will be there at the park, he usually is... along with his friends. Mokuba paused, forcing his mind to onto the streets rather then Yugi with that statement.
Soon the boy found himself in the large and spacious park, scanning over the soft rolling hills for signs of life.
Whooosh! A near hit-and-fly incident with a Frisbee proved that indeed there is life in the park.
"Sorry about that!" Joey shouted as he rushed over, picking up the object in question. "Eh? What are you doing here? Ain't you suppose to be home?" He questioned, cocking his head slightly,
"Can't concentrate at home." He replied simply as he found a nice leafy elm tree and sat beneath it, pulling out his math book.
"Hello Mokuba, Need any help with your homework?" A soft gentle voice asked as he felt someone settling next to him.
"Well, sorta..." The stormy-eyed boy replied slowly as he looked out the corner of his eye, first focusing on the light blue collar around the boy's then, then soft rose-tinted lips, large innocent-looking amethyst eyes, and finally that unmistakable spike of tricolor hair.
"Hm, Percentages, that always gave me problems when I was your age until Grandpa showed me a trick to make it easier." Yugi stated as he looked over the younger boy's shoulder, feeling for him, after all as he said, once upon a time, that was impossible for him.
"What's the trick?" Mokuba asked softly, telling himself not to focus on Yugi but on the homework instead.
"Well you see. wait, do you have to show your work in your class? Some teachers are very strict about that while others are more lax about the rules." The diminutive teen shrugged, rubbing his chin in thought.
"Well, she's kinda strict about it for most people, but she kinda loosens up on the rules with me and a few others." He responded as he looks at the dizzying numbers and symbols, and wondered who was the fucking idiot that decided to complicate the world with such crap.
"Okay then. You see, basically it's just like multiplying, except you." He leaned over, gently grasping Mokuba's pencil, and wrote down the first question, and then guided the smaller hand over the simplified steps of the problem, telling him what they're doing. "And that's how you do it. I had to get it to where I can do it in my head, because I end up helping my grandpa run the shop alot." He smiled, shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against the tree.
"Thanks! It makes sense now. Oh, want this?" He exclaimed as he pulled a chocolate bar out of the knapsack, and handed it to Yugi, trying not to blush when his fingers brushes against the amethyst-eyed boy.
"Thank you!" Yugi chirped as he immediately nibbled on the treat, smiling happily.
//Allowing yourself to be bribed with sweets?// A cool voice whispered in the Hikari's mind.
/Nuh-uh, consider it payment, I help him, he gives me candy./ Yugi giggled gleefully as he munched on the junk food.
//Sugar-addict.// Yami snickered quietly at how quickly his other half can get hyper.
/You like chocolate too./ A mock pout, the type that the Pharaoh finds completely irresistible.
//I do, Partner, especially when it's draped down your--//
/Not Now!/ The young man yelped, trying to fight back a furious blush, and a whirl of vivid imaginary. /I am sitting next to a kid for crissakes! I don't want to scare him!/
All he got in response was a sharp bark of laughter.
"Yugi?" Mokuba tilted his head, staring up at the older boy, intrigued by the odd expression on his face? It looks like he's embarrassed, but why?
"Oh just something My other half says, he can be rather crass at times, surprisingly." He shook his head in a sheepish manner.
"Okay." He giggled, placing a hand over his mouth, not aware what was the content of the little exchange.
After the initial embarrassment passed, they continued on looking over the pre-teen's homework, and sharing the candy between them. They also discussed topics ranging from math to Duel Monsters and to, oddly enough, the feeding habits of illegally kept snakes in Norway (though one has to seriously wonder how they got to that topic.). After what seem like only minutes past, Mokuba checked his watched and realized he's been out for two complete hours.
"Oh my gosh! I didn't mean to be out for this long!" The black-haired boy yipped as he sprung to his feet. "Nii-Sama is going to be so worry!"
"Really has it been that long?" The Dueling champion blinked as he looked at his own watch.
"Wow! It has, hasn't it? It looks like the guys went home already." Yugi got up and helped the boy put his things into the bag. "I think I should walk you home, it is getting somewhat late."
"You don't have to, I can take the bus home or even hire a taxi." Mokuba wave him off half-heartedly, though he personally really enjoyed the ideal.
"I insist, I would feel awful if something did happen to you." Yugi shook off the dismissal.
"Well... if you insist on doing so, then sure, you can go ahead." He grinned practically from ear to ear, slinging the bag over his shoulders as the two walked to his house.