Tittle: Dark Eyes
Author: Andro
Rating: Around R
Pairings: Y/Y
Type: AU, Yaoi
A/N: I'm really not that familiar with the Yu-Gi-Oh! universe(I'm actually writing this for a friend-*waves at Mel*), so I've decided to make this into an AU fic-this in an Alternative Universe, the Duel Cards don't exist, and things will be different, okay? If I get enough reviews asking for one, I'll try to write a lemon. ^^ Errm..please go a bit easy on me, ne? _
*shocked* People actually like this story? Uhm...thanks! ^^; It's just..wow. o_o I'd like to thank you all personally, but that would take up a lot of space and you guys probably don't really want to see that..I think..and I don't want to miss anyone...but anyway..thank you to all who reviewed! And thanks to Chisa and Neko, and Neko-san for giving me the right name. ^^
And finally! Yes, this is the last one: I'm very, very sorry about all the mistakes in the last chapter. o_O I re-read over it and was cringing..contionously...^^;; I need help! Aka, I need a beta reader. =\ Would anyone be interested in the position...?
*~*~*~ Chapter 2: *~*~*~
Yugi Mouto settled the lyceum books in a neat stack next to his futon, for lack of anything better to do. Twisting his hands nervously, the teen gingerly slid into his bed(it being so thin and on the floor, he had decided it would have been too painful to do his usual and flop on it), letting his head drop against the hard pillow and stared at the wooden ceiling. The soft sound of things shuffling around reached his ears, but that was it. No music was played, no one spoke, not even the birds sang, though by that time, he rationalized, the birds would all be asleep. So that last one was really useless and pointless..
Turning, the tri-colored teen considered his pile, wondering if maybe it'd be best if he started working on that as of then but then decided against it. He wasn't quite that bored. Yet. Maybe in an hour or two.
//Ms.Onori left in an awful hurry this morning, I feel bad. I don't think she really likes me. Yami wasn't treating her too nicely, and I guess it's not how he normally acts. Then he didn't even notice that she had left until Nagasaki-Sensei questioned him about it at dinner, and then he didn't know. \\ Yugi hiccoughed, and made a face. //Hiccoughs? I never get-\\
"Hic!" //Nevermind..\\ Rising to his feet, the sophomore peeked outside of his room down the hall. Not seeing anyone, he figured finding the kitchen was easy. It was only a turn here. Then a turn there. And step over the plant pot. Turn right. Trip. Fall. Feel stupid.
See a pair of feet belonging to someone.
Feel even worse . Get pulled up and find one self's peering into dark crimson eyes.
By that time, Yugi was praying that the Earth would swallow him up. It would have been a nice timing really. //No, wait, if I get gulped up, that means Yami gets gulped too. Wait-no-Yugi Mouto, get a grip you're not even making sense to yourself.\\
"Hi." He managed, attempting to smile. It was kind of hard, Yami just seemed so serious and quiet to him-being his usual happy self wasn't easy when eyes the color of fire were fixed on you as if you were the most strange thing one had ever seen and must be studied thoroughly.
Setting Yugi down neatly on his feet, Yami peered down at his guest, faintly amused.
"What are you doing out of bed?"
Sheepish purple eyes gazed up at him, and Yugi scratched the back of his head, laughing weakly.
"Err, well you see, I was sort of trying to find my way into the kitchen because of-HIC-..that.."
Yami stared at the younger boy for a split second, then chuckled. Yugi was so cute, like a little kid. Violet eyes looked at him in surprise and Yami sighed, patting the younger teen on the shoulder.
"I'm not made out of stone or something, I'm really quite normal. Here, the kitchen's on the other side of this hallway." He said kindly, finally dawning on him how he must have appeared to Yugi, mute and watching him all the time. //It's just that I can't figure out how he can look so much like me, but infinitely more-more what Yami? He's just a kid. You're probably terrifying him. \\ Startled, Yugi blinked at the other teen for a split second. //He's..not..as.. forbidding when he smiles..I like it when he smiles. It's definitely an improvement.\\ Feeling his own lips draw up, Yugi nodded, relaxing.
"Th-hic-anks."
"No problem." Yami muttered absently, distracted for brief seconds by the way Yugi looked when he was content, despite the twin spots of carmine color staining his cheeks. //He's...\\
"Uhm, can you like-just come with me? I really don't mean to be a bother, but I don't want to get lost and end up only Kami-sama knows where!" Yugi abruptly asked, looking sheepish, scratching the back of his head while he looked hopefully at the older teen, the blush never leaving his face. //Yami's nicer now, maybe I can make friends here after all.\\
"Hic!"
Hiding an amused grin, Yami waved his hand in a dissmisive motion..
"It's fine. Don't want to lose you, after all."
*~*~*~*~*
"Hic! Hic! Hic! Dam-hic!"
Mortified, Yugi let his head drop into his hands, trying to keep his hiccoughs quiet, though in the serene ambiance of the temple-like building, they sounded heniously loud. He was surprised that only Yami was up. Wait- why was Yami up?
"Here."
Peering through a sliver of space between his fingers, Yugi eyed the glass of water being offered to him by a slim, though calloused hand and he sighed, relieved, letting his own hands fall from his features.
"Tha-Hic!-anks-" Smiling weakly, the teen made a grab for the water but instead it was pulled out of his reach and he suddenly had a horrible memory of Ahel taunting him with his stolen backpack before sharply reminding himself that this was Yami-he wasn't like that. //Or at least I don't think he is..\\
Raising his head, Yugi looked at him with a mixture of hurt surprise and wary sentiments, wondering just what was going on.
"Er-Hic!"
Taken aback by the odd expression covering the younger man's face, Yami blinked, one eyebrow going upwards. //It's like he expects to be bullied....\\ Frowning darkly, it took him a second and another apprehensive flash of worry across Yugi's expressive purple eyes to remind him how cold he could appear like that.
Releasing a soft breath, Yami berated himself, then reached out and with two fingers, tipped Yugi's chin and pressed the timid glass of water to parted rosy lips. The action had been completely out of the blue, but now it seemed terribly intimate. //What are you doing?\\ Jerking back, Nagasaki looked astonished, switching gazes between the glass of water still held between his grasp and Yugi's openly curious face.
"Sorry." Yami muttered in the heavy silence, setting down the glass heavily on top of the kitchen counter, then backed away gingerly before he did anything else that he would regret even more and would cause Yugi trouble.
"Have a good night Yugi."
Then he was gone. Almost as if he had melted into the shadows.
That left a wide-eyed Yugi Mouto staring at the place where he had disappeared, mouth still ajar and confused.
"Good..night..?" He repeated weakly, feeling remarkably empty. //What....what was that about?\\
"Hic!"
~*~*~*~*~
"Walking this Christmas-down Santa Claus laaaaa~ne!" (1)
Perking, Yugi titled his head to the right and focused on the female voice, trying to figure out just where it was coming from. Deciding the back of the dojo, he clambered to his feet and ducked out into the hallway after glancing hesitantly for any sign of Yami before giving a sigh, partly relieved and partly disappointed. //Is he avoiding me? Meh...\\
"Then he said.."
//I really hope that's Ms.Onori, I'm bored. I want someone to talk to. Plus she's so pretty and nice...she's probably Yami's girlfriend..\\ Shaking his head, Yugi snorted, exasperated with himself then dashed down the hall in hopes of finding his way out of the building when-
"Iteeeei!" Hearing a startled high pitched squeak, Yugi only had time to look up when he stumbled into something soft that smelled of potpourri before both crumbled to the floor with various sounds of thumping and pained exclamations.
Dark blue eyes peered into deep violet accusingly before Sayeka sighed.
"I guess that should teach me to come into people's houses uninvited, huh?" She asked ruefully, lightly pushing the younger teen off her and pulling herself up to a sitting position on the hard wood floor.
Uncertain, Yugi smiled weakly in response to the casual tone, and noticing, Sayeka grew gentle.
"It is all right dear, I am not mad. Err-unless you did that on purpose then it is a different mater."
"No! I mean..sorry." Finding himself in an awkward position, Yugi once again scrambled to his feet and offered the brunette his hand politely, looking suitably regretful.
"I was actually looking for you Ms.Onori." He volunteered, helping Sayeka to her full stature before kneeling down and picking up the papers and books that had been dropped in the collision.
"Me?" Sayeka sounded so astonished that Yugi had to look up and give her a reassuring smile.
"Yes-I-er, I don't know where Yami is, and I don't want to disturb him and you are the only other person I know and I was bored and..."
"Oh, I see." Receiving the heavy collection of scholastic materials, the girl brushed dark bangs out of her face and considered the teenager before her, noting that though he seemed to want to be cheerful, there was something holding him back. Her heart sank. //Sure Yami's been acting really odd towards me since this kid arrived, but...he is just a kid..and he looks like he's had a rough time lately..There's no reason to be mean to him. I should be a bitch to Yami. Yes.\\ Decision made, Sayeka cocked her head and tried her best to smile sweetly.
"I can understand. I am sorry to inform you that with you here now, this is basically all the teenagers you're going to see..at least until this afternoon for a few hours, when Nagasaki-sama teaches some people from the city, but otherwise, Yami and I are all you have got." She informed him, shifting the books around in her arms.
"Oh.." Yugi mulled over this for a split second before shrugging and snatching the heavier books out of Sayeka's grasp, offering her a dazzling smile.
"I hope you don't mind if I spend time with you then." He chirped, eyes shinning indeed with hope.
Laughing, Sayeka shook her head, gesturing that they should walk and leading the way.
"No, I do not mind at all, it is nice to meet new people, after all."
A thought struck him, and he blinked at the girl.
"Uhm-Ms.Onori? What are you doing here?"
She gave him a puzzled look.
"Hn?"
"I mean, aren't you supposed to be in school?" He questioned. //Of course, that's where Yami would be...\\
Looking put off, Sayeka frowned then laughed.
"Oh-I am sorry Yugi, I was thinking of something else..do not worry, we are not skipping or any such thing." She assured him, stepping into their usual room.
"Err.." Following behind her, the tri-colored teen tried to pierce her words together. //I don't get it..\\
"Stop confusing him Sayeka."
Stiffening slightly, the Japanese girl glared at her supposed best friend briefly before shrugging and walking towards the table, dropping the books she carried gracelessly on it.
"I can't help it, he's just so cute."
Freezing on the doorway, Yugi swallowed, eyes tracing the sprawled figure of Yami Nagasaki, noting that his knees went weak around the same time that he got to the tight leather pants.
"Oh, my.."
Glancing behind her shoulder, Sayeka raised an eyebrow and sighed.
"We do home school Yugi. You can run away now if you wish."
Temporarily snapped out of his trance, Yugi managed to tear his eyes away from Yami before their eyes met, cheeks flushed heavily.
"Huh? Oh...no, can I stay? I mean...I don't want to be a bother, but I can study too.."
"Oh?" Mildly interested, Sayeka gracefully sank to her knees, smoothing out the traditional white kimono she was wearing and gestured for the younger man to come near, which he did, though he stubbornly kept his gaze away from Yami for fear he would start staring and would not stop. Slipping to his knees as well, he dropped the books on the table, and looked at Sayeka, focusing his attention instead on her.
"I'm a tenth grader at Araga High School, I did some make-up work for school before I left to come here, but when I go back I think I'll still be a day or two behind..even more if I don't do work now.."
"You're a tenth grader?" Yami interrupted, straightening up enough to sit casually on another receiving end of the table.
"Err..yes..why?" Yugi questioned, blinking.
"It is..that..you just seemed to be more like an 8th grader or something..I'm sorry.." Sayeka filled in, sapphire eyes glinting mischievously. //Little Yugi isn't so little.\\ Risking a glance across the expanse of the table, she studied Yami's pleased expression. //Why is he pleased? Is it because Yugi is older than we expected?\\ Eyes narrowing, she considered her best friend. //He...no..\\
Again the azure gaze widened to almost an impossible size. //I...is that it? Yami likes Yugi? Is that why he's acting so weird?\\ Becoming silent, Sayeka dropped her look to the book she held open on her lap and brooded over the conclusion she had come to.
"Oh..I see.." Yugi nodded, though he was sure that he had just lost something. Sighing to himself, he lowered his head, ignoring the look that Yami was giving him and instead picked up a book to begin studying, never mind the fact that it wasn't what he was supposed to be studying.
*~*~*~*~*~
1. ^^ No, it's not X-mas time in the fic, but I couldn't help it. ^_^
Let's see...what should happen next, hn? ^^ Any one got suggestions?
*~*~
Andro
Author: Andro
Rating: Around R
Pairings: Y/Y
Type: AU, Yaoi
A/N: I'm really not that familiar with the Yu-Gi-Oh! universe(I'm actually writing this for a friend-*waves at Mel*), so I've decided to make this into an AU fic-this in an Alternative Universe, the Duel Cards don't exist, and things will be different, okay? If I get enough reviews asking for one, I'll try to write a lemon. ^^ Errm..please go a bit easy on me, ne? _
*shocked* People actually like this story? Uhm...thanks! ^^; It's just..wow. o_o I'd like to thank you all personally, but that would take up a lot of space and you guys probably don't really want to see that..I think..and I don't want to miss anyone...but anyway..thank you to all who reviewed! And thanks to Chisa and Neko, and Neko-san for giving me the right name. ^^
And finally! Yes, this is the last one: I'm very, very sorry about all the mistakes in the last chapter. o_O I re-read over it and was cringing..contionously...^^;; I need help! Aka, I need a beta reader. =\ Would anyone be interested in the position...?
*~*~*~ Chapter 2: *~*~*~
Yugi Mouto settled the lyceum books in a neat stack next to his futon, for lack of anything better to do. Twisting his hands nervously, the teen gingerly slid into his bed(it being so thin and on the floor, he had decided it would have been too painful to do his usual and flop on it), letting his head drop against the hard pillow and stared at the wooden ceiling. The soft sound of things shuffling around reached his ears, but that was it. No music was played, no one spoke, not even the birds sang, though by that time, he rationalized, the birds would all be asleep. So that last one was really useless and pointless..
Turning, the tri-colored teen considered his pile, wondering if maybe it'd be best if he started working on that as of then but then decided against it. He wasn't quite that bored. Yet. Maybe in an hour or two.
//Ms.Onori left in an awful hurry this morning, I feel bad. I don't think she really likes me. Yami wasn't treating her too nicely, and I guess it's not how he normally acts. Then he didn't even notice that she had left until Nagasaki-Sensei questioned him about it at dinner, and then he didn't know. \\ Yugi hiccoughed, and made a face. //Hiccoughs? I never get-\\
"Hic!" //Nevermind..\\ Rising to his feet, the sophomore peeked outside of his room down the hall. Not seeing anyone, he figured finding the kitchen was easy. It was only a turn here. Then a turn there. And step over the plant pot. Turn right. Trip. Fall. Feel stupid.
See a pair of feet belonging to someone.
Feel even worse . Get pulled up and find one self's peering into dark crimson eyes.
By that time, Yugi was praying that the Earth would swallow him up. It would have been a nice timing really. //No, wait, if I get gulped up, that means Yami gets gulped too. Wait-no-Yugi Mouto, get a grip you're not even making sense to yourself.\\
"Hi." He managed, attempting to smile. It was kind of hard, Yami just seemed so serious and quiet to him-being his usual happy self wasn't easy when eyes the color of fire were fixed on you as if you were the most strange thing one had ever seen and must be studied thoroughly.
Setting Yugi down neatly on his feet, Yami peered down at his guest, faintly amused.
"What are you doing out of bed?"
Sheepish purple eyes gazed up at him, and Yugi scratched the back of his head, laughing weakly.
"Err, well you see, I was sort of trying to find my way into the kitchen because of-HIC-..that.."
Yami stared at the younger boy for a split second, then chuckled. Yugi was so cute, like a little kid. Violet eyes looked at him in surprise and Yami sighed, patting the younger teen on the shoulder.
"I'm not made out of stone or something, I'm really quite normal. Here, the kitchen's on the other side of this hallway." He said kindly, finally dawning on him how he must have appeared to Yugi, mute and watching him all the time. //It's just that I can't figure out how he can look so much like me, but infinitely more-more what Yami? He's just a kid. You're probably terrifying him. \\ Startled, Yugi blinked at the other teen for a split second. //He's..not..as.. forbidding when he smiles..I like it when he smiles. It's definitely an improvement.\\ Feeling his own lips draw up, Yugi nodded, relaxing.
"Th-hic-anks."
"No problem." Yami muttered absently, distracted for brief seconds by the way Yugi looked when he was content, despite the twin spots of carmine color staining his cheeks. //He's...\\
"Uhm, can you like-just come with me? I really don't mean to be a bother, but I don't want to get lost and end up only Kami-sama knows where!" Yugi abruptly asked, looking sheepish, scratching the back of his head while he looked hopefully at the older teen, the blush never leaving his face. //Yami's nicer now, maybe I can make friends here after all.\\
"Hic!"
Hiding an amused grin, Yami waved his hand in a dissmisive motion..
"It's fine. Don't want to lose you, after all."
*~*~*~*~*
"Hic! Hic! Hic! Dam-hic!"
Mortified, Yugi let his head drop into his hands, trying to keep his hiccoughs quiet, though in the serene ambiance of the temple-like building, they sounded heniously loud. He was surprised that only Yami was up. Wait- why was Yami up?
"Here."
Peering through a sliver of space between his fingers, Yugi eyed the glass of water being offered to him by a slim, though calloused hand and he sighed, relieved, letting his own hands fall from his features.
"Tha-Hic!-anks-" Smiling weakly, the teen made a grab for the water but instead it was pulled out of his reach and he suddenly had a horrible memory of Ahel taunting him with his stolen backpack before sharply reminding himself that this was Yami-he wasn't like that. //Or at least I don't think he is..\\
Raising his head, Yugi looked at him with a mixture of hurt surprise and wary sentiments, wondering just what was going on.
"Er-Hic!"
Taken aback by the odd expression covering the younger man's face, Yami blinked, one eyebrow going upwards. //It's like he expects to be bullied....\\ Frowning darkly, it took him a second and another apprehensive flash of worry across Yugi's expressive purple eyes to remind him how cold he could appear like that.
Releasing a soft breath, Yami berated himself, then reached out and with two fingers, tipped Yugi's chin and pressed the timid glass of water to parted rosy lips. The action had been completely out of the blue, but now it seemed terribly intimate. //What are you doing?\\ Jerking back, Nagasaki looked astonished, switching gazes between the glass of water still held between his grasp and Yugi's openly curious face.
"Sorry." Yami muttered in the heavy silence, setting down the glass heavily on top of the kitchen counter, then backed away gingerly before he did anything else that he would regret even more and would cause Yugi trouble.
"Have a good night Yugi."
Then he was gone. Almost as if he had melted into the shadows.
That left a wide-eyed Yugi Mouto staring at the place where he had disappeared, mouth still ajar and confused.
"Good..night..?" He repeated weakly, feeling remarkably empty. //What....what was that about?\\
"Hic!"
~*~*~*~*~
"Walking this Christmas-down Santa Claus laaaaa~ne!" (1)
Perking, Yugi titled his head to the right and focused on the female voice, trying to figure out just where it was coming from. Deciding the back of the dojo, he clambered to his feet and ducked out into the hallway after glancing hesitantly for any sign of Yami before giving a sigh, partly relieved and partly disappointed. //Is he avoiding me? Meh...\\
"Then he said.."
//I really hope that's Ms.Onori, I'm bored. I want someone to talk to. Plus she's so pretty and nice...she's probably Yami's girlfriend..\\ Shaking his head, Yugi snorted, exasperated with himself then dashed down the hall in hopes of finding his way out of the building when-
"Iteeeei!" Hearing a startled high pitched squeak, Yugi only had time to look up when he stumbled into something soft that smelled of potpourri before both crumbled to the floor with various sounds of thumping and pained exclamations.
Dark blue eyes peered into deep violet accusingly before Sayeka sighed.
"I guess that should teach me to come into people's houses uninvited, huh?" She asked ruefully, lightly pushing the younger teen off her and pulling herself up to a sitting position on the hard wood floor.
Uncertain, Yugi smiled weakly in response to the casual tone, and noticing, Sayeka grew gentle.
"It is all right dear, I am not mad. Err-unless you did that on purpose then it is a different mater."
"No! I mean..sorry." Finding himself in an awkward position, Yugi once again scrambled to his feet and offered the brunette his hand politely, looking suitably regretful.
"I was actually looking for you Ms.Onori." He volunteered, helping Sayeka to her full stature before kneeling down and picking up the papers and books that had been dropped in the collision.
"Me?" Sayeka sounded so astonished that Yugi had to look up and give her a reassuring smile.
"Yes-I-er, I don't know where Yami is, and I don't want to disturb him and you are the only other person I know and I was bored and..."
"Oh, I see." Receiving the heavy collection of scholastic materials, the girl brushed dark bangs out of her face and considered the teenager before her, noting that though he seemed to want to be cheerful, there was something holding him back. Her heart sank. //Sure Yami's been acting really odd towards me since this kid arrived, but...he is just a kid..and he looks like he's had a rough time lately..There's no reason to be mean to him. I should be a bitch to Yami. Yes.\\ Decision made, Sayeka cocked her head and tried her best to smile sweetly.
"I can understand. I am sorry to inform you that with you here now, this is basically all the teenagers you're going to see..at least until this afternoon for a few hours, when Nagasaki-sama teaches some people from the city, but otherwise, Yami and I are all you have got." She informed him, shifting the books around in her arms.
"Oh.." Yugi mulled over this for a split second before shrugging and snatching the heavier books out of Sayeka's grasp, offering her a dazzling smile.
"I hope you don't mind if I spend time with you then." He chirped, eyes shinning indeed with hope.
Laughing, Sayeka shook her head, gesturing that they should walk and leading the way.
"No, I do not mind at all, it is nice to meet new people, after all."
A thought struck him, and he blinked at the girl.
"Uhm-Ms.Onori? What are you doing here?"
She gave him a puzzled look.
"Hn?"
"I mean, aren't you supposed to be in school?" He questioned. //Of course, that's where Yami would be...\\
Looking put off, Sayeka frowned then laughed.
"Oh-I am sorry Yugi, I was thinking of something else..do not worry, we are not skipping or any such thing." She assured him, stepping into their usual room.
"Err.." Following behind her, the tri-colored teen tried to pierce her words together. //I don't get it..\\
"Stop confusing him Sayeka."
Stiffening slightly, the Japanese girl glared at her supposed best friend briefly before shrugging and walking towards the table, dropping the books she carried gracelessly on it.
"I can't help it, he's just so cute."
Freezing on the doorway, Yugi swallowed, eyes tracing the sprawled figure of Yami Nagasaki, noting that his knees went weak around the same time that he got to the tight leather pants.
"Oh, my.."
Glancing behind her shoulder, Sayeka raised an eyebrow and sighed.
"We do home school Yugi. You can run away now if you wish."
Temporarily snapped out of his trance, Yugi managed to tear his eyes away from Yami before their eyes met, cheeks flushed heavily.
"Huh? Oh...no, can I stay? I mean...I don't want to be a bother, but I can study too.."
"Oh?" Mildly interested, Sayeka gracefully sank to her knees, smoothing out the traditional white kimono she was wearing and gestured for the younger man to come near, which he did, though he stubbornly kept his gaze away from Yami for fear he would start staring and would not stop. Slipping to his knees as well, he dropped the books on the table, and looked at Sayeka, focusing his attention instead on her.
"I'm a tenth grader at Araga High School, I did some make-up work for school before I left to come here, but when I go back I think I'll still be a day or two behind..even more if I don't do work now.."
"You're a tenth grader?" Yami interrupted, straightening up enough to sit casually on another receiving end of the table.
"Err..yes..why?" Yugi questioned, blinking.
"It is..that..you just seemed to be more like an 8th grader or something..I'm sorry.." Sayeka filled in, sapphire eyes glinting mischievously. //Little Yugi isn't so little.\\ Risking a glance across the expanse of the table, she studied Yami's pleased expression. //Why is he pleased? Is it because Yugi is older than we expected?\\ Eyes narrowing, she considered her best friend. //He...no..\\
Again the azure gaze widened to almost an impossible size. //I...is that it? Yami likes Yugi? Is that why he's acting so weird?\\ Becoming silent, Sayeka dropped her look to the book she held open on her lap and brooded over the conclusion she had come to.
"Oh..I see.." Yugi nodded, though he was sure that he had just lost something. Sighing to himself, he lowered his head, ignoring the look that Yami was giving him and instead picked up a book to begin studying, never mind the fact that it wasn't what he was supposed to be studying.
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1. ^^ No, it's not X-mas time in the fic, but I couldn't help it. ^_^
Let's see...what should happen next, hn? ^^ Any one got suggestions?
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Andro