Tittle: Dark Eyes
Author: Andro
Rating: R
Pairings: Y/Y
Type: AU, Yaoi
A/N:
1.Dedicated to Mel because she was the one that inspired me to write it. ^^
2.Thanks to all who reviewed. ;; I love you guys.
3. Thank you so much to everyone that applied for beta position. I honestly didn't really expect a response at all. ^^ I feel really honored that you'd like to help me with this story. *bows* And on that note, everyone say hello to my wonderful beta reader Llyxius!
4.I'm not extremely familiar with the Yu-Gi-Oh universe, so please excuse mistakes. =D
5.Next chapter might take some time, I need to actually do some research for this story and that probably will take a bit. ^^
Have a Merry Christmas minna! ^_^
*~*~*~
Chapter 3; Don't Deny You Want Him
*~*~*~
"Do you know how to fight?"
"Err...no." Yugi answered truthfully, fingers absently tracing the marks of time left on his history book. Lunch had come and gone, and now Sayeka was sitting with him to keep Yugi company. They sat quietly on a piece of rock protrusion that had been sanded down by human hands and gave a wide view over most of the land.
The rock could only be climbed from the back with careful footing and maneuvering, but it was worth it. Being around four feet in diameter, the rock had more than enough space for the two teens to rest comfortable, as they were both relatively small in physique..
Rising almost seven feet from the ground, a drop would probably hurt quite badly if one happened to fall off, but Sayeka didn't seemed bothered at all by that fact, so Yugi just followed her example and stayed very still. Positioned on the far left side of the house, they faced part of a field with a great house at the end, and the rest the dojo itself.
"Would you like to?"
"Eh?" Blinking, Yugi turned his head slightly to face the serene girl, having been lost in his thoughts.
"I said, would you like to learn how to fight?"
Looking away, Yugi suddenly found his history book fascinating.
"No."
"Why not?" Sayeka questioned, raising an eyebrow. //That isn't a normal Yugi reaction.\\ Nimbly reaching out, she picked the text book out of his hands and dangled it precociously over the edge.
"Come on, you really don't want to learn how to defend yourself?"
The teen hesitated.
"I..I'm too small. What can I do?"
"Lots!" Sayeka erupted, book forgotten for a while. "Look at me! I'm not exactly packing, but I can kick some a-"
"Some what, Ms.Onori?" Interrupted a cool voice that sounded just a little too familiar to Yugi-
"Oh, shush Kaiba." Sayeka retorted to the tall young man who came to a stop beneath the rock, still looking dignified and arrogant despite having to look up at both. Blue eyes, a lighter shade than Sayeka's, blinked, and Seto Kaiba turned his attention from the girl to the young teen peering at him with a surprised gaze.
"What are you doing here Yugi?"
"I..err....I-I'm visiting! What are you doing here Seto?" Leaning forward to peer down at the senior, Yugi looked confused.
"How did you find me?"
Seto snorted.
"I didn't. I wasn't expecting to see you at all, I come here to train." He explained, sounding bored of the conversation already.
"Oh, for god's sake Kaiba, just go and leave the poor kid alone." Sayeka muttered loud enough so that the oldest of the three heard her; he gave both a disinterested look and walked off into the main portion of the dojo.
Face scrunched up vague confusion, Yugi looked at Sayeka who had turned her back to the whole thing and was now studying a leaf she'd found.
"Ms.Onori! What is Seto doing here?"
Blinking, she looked up.
"Didn't you hear? He comes here every week on Tuesdays to train. Annoying man he is. I don't know how in the world Yami gets along with him." She commented, then flicked the rusty tinted leaf off her hand with a flicking motion. She raised her eyes to meet the violet gaze.
"What? It's just a coincidence. At least from judging the way you two reacted, I take it you know each other and weren't expecting to meet up again?"
"Err...yes." Yugi looked away nervously, wonder how she'd react to his next words. "He's dating my best friend Jou, I don't really know him..It was..just a surprise I guess. I didn't know he came here..." //I wonder if Jou knows? I didn't tell him what dojo I was going to...that's...a kind of eerie coincidence. There can't be many places like this around Domino City you know...? \\
"Poor Jou!" Sayeka looked horrified. "That guy has a boyfriend? Pff, he must be paying your friend...or something." She decided, making a face like she had bitten into something sour.
Relief washed over Yugi. She didn't even seem to notice that they were both guys. Then a nasty little thought struck him.
"You...You don't like Seto, do you?"
Sayeka snorted derisively.
"I like him about as much as I like milk."
Yugi gave her a puzzled look.
"I'm lactose intolerant."
"Ooooh.."
*~*~*~*~*
"I didn't know the kid was coming here."
"Who?" Yami questioned absently, too busy with neatly running a clean white cloth over the hilt of his sword, Guken, taking infinite care to not raze skin against the deadly edge, to look up at the other senior.
In exchange for his usual black & red colored outfits, he had changed into loose white pants, disregarding the need for a shirt. Knowing that sparring would make him sweat profusely, he rationalized, there was no point in wearing one. It didn't have anything to do with Yugi. The thought was ridiculous and wrong...even if Yugi was only two years younger, it wasn't right to take advantage of him. So that meant that he didn't want Yugi to appreciate the body he had. Not at all.
"Jou's friend. The kid that looks like you. Yugi." Seto reminded Yami calmly, striding to the center of the airy room, the late sunlight filtering through the open doors threw fierce red tinted plays of light and shadows over the wooden floor.
"Yugi?" Jerking back, Yami looked at the impeccably dressed man and raised his eyebrows, partly in surprise and disbelief.
"You know Yugi?"
"Not personally, he's my boyfriend's best friend." He dismissed the subject in favor of studying the collection of weapons up on the wall, trying to decide which he liked best for that day.
"I don't really pay attention to sophomores, though I have heard a few rumors." Blue eyes lighting upon an 18th century long sword, Seto picked it off the rack and studied the intricate carvings around the handle, forming the usual roaring dragon at the hilt.
"Rumors?"
Apparently disinterested in the topic, Seto stepped back and tried the weigh with one hand, finding it too light for his taste and put it back in place.
"Of him having trouble with one of those dumb asses who will some day end up in Japan's Most Wanted criminals list. I don't really pay attention, but Jou has been pissed about for a while. I've forbidden Jou to try to do anything, and Ahel knows better than to cross me."
Almost as if to drive the point home, the senior picked up another katana and tried the weight again, found it suitable, turned and swung it in a half circle and then hearing soft hissing of passing through air, gave a satisfied look. Then he noticed the expression on Yami's face.
Rolling his eyes towards the ceiling, Seto snorted.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I-Nothing." Yami turned his face away briefly to get his emotions under control. //It's not my problem.\\
"All right, it doesn't matter, let's just see how your block and thrust technique has become." He ordered, all business. Seto smirked at him. //He's got it bad.\\
"Bring it on."
*~*~*~*~
"You like him."
For the second time in that day, Yami stiffened defensively, back turned to the open doorway.
"Excuse me?" He tried to sound calm.
Dinner had been a torture. Sayeka had stayed later than usual and had seemed thoughtful about something, and strangely quiet, not at all like her usual self, but Yami had been too preoccupied in forcing himself to not glance at Yugi, or think about him, to really take notice.
The temptation had been great, but he'd managed to resist it for the most, besides a few glances that he knew Yugi had managed to catch...Those violet eyes looking at him in obvious confusion made him look like an angel.
It had not helped matters at all when Yugi also happened to fall asleep when reading a book about the Meiji era in the living room and Sayeka had forced him to carry the younger teen to his bed and tuck him in. He wasn't sure if he wanted to glare at the girl, or hug her. He wondered if maybe he could do both at the same time.
Thankfully, Yugi had not woken up during the ordeal and for that Yami was deeply grateful, knowing that he might have done something Yugi wouldn't have liked...because he knew he wouldn't have regretted it later.
Like a coward, afterwards, Yami had hidden in his room, under false pretenses that he had something to do and now Sayeka.
"You. Like. Yugi."
Relaxing, Yami shrugged carelessly, keeping his tone light.
"He's a cute kid."
"Bull, he's only a year younger than I am, and if you're calling me a kid I'm going to hurt you." She retorted with remarkable calm, slipping inside the room and sliding the wooden door closed. Taking several steps into the middle of the chamber, the dark haired girl maneuvered herself in front of the older teenager and sat down with a less than dignified flop next to him on the floor.
"So?"
Trying to look casual, Yami shrugged.
"So what?"
//How did she..?\\
"You're going to be pig-headed, stubborn and male aren't you?" Sayeka accused him darkly, tone full of exasperation. Crimson eyes met hers coolly.
"There is nothing to be stubborn about."
"One word. Yugi."
"One word. No."
Making a derisive sound in the back of her throat, the Japanese girl glared at him.
"And why ever not?"
"Because-no."
"..."
Refusing to reply to that, Yami stared back at her stubbornly, not willing to admit she was right. On one hand, who said Yugi wanted him at all? Then what kind of relationship would it be and-
"Feh. You should at least teach him how to protect himself."
He looked at her sharply. So she had noticed the marks as well?
"They're kind of hard to miss Yami." Sayeka answered dryly to the silent question.
"And don't you dare say no. At least think of how it could help him." She added quickly.
That made him pause. It would be hell to be so close to the younger man, but he was strong, he could resist temptation...and though he also didn't want to admit it, he was worried about Yugi's personal safety. People that could hurt someone like Yugi were not to be taken lightly.. //I don't want anything to happen to him.\\ He reflected mutely.
Seeing an opening, Sayeka perked up.
"You can also skip class..."(1)
"Deal."
*~*~*~*~*
Yami stared at the closed doorway.
Behind it was one small teenage boy that looked almost eerily similar to him in appearance, yet attracted him like no else had done before.
He glanced at the note in his hand.
He sighed.
//Damn you Sayeka.\\
Decision made, the spiky haired teen slid open the door the tiniest bit, just enough to jam the paper between the sliver of space, and then turned on his heel, walking off quickly.
*~*~*~*
Sunlight was coming through and hitting him in the eyes.
Groaning, Yugi shifted, rolled over and found himself on the floor. Blinking rapidly, he looked to his side at the two inch thick mat and sighed. As much as he loved the look of the whole place, he missed his plush bed. Even if he did occasionally fall off and managed to get himself a whole new set of bruises.
Ignoring protesting muscles, the fifteen year old stood up, pushing that blanket back on the futon and stretched, raising his arms high above his head. Sleepily, Yugi opened the door and almost didn't notice the note that fluttered down through the air on his way to the bathroom.
Brow wrinkling, Yugi snatched it out of the air, then paused to cover a giant yawn.
"Mnn. S'this?"
He read it in the morning silence, slowly becoming more aware of his surroundings and what he was reading as he reached the end and then kept re- reading the words as if to make sure they were really there.
*~*~*~ Yugi;
Please meet me in the training room whenever you find this. It's at the end of the Southern hall. Change into something that you don't mind getting dirty or ripped. I think it's time you learned a few moves.
-Yami
*~*~*~
Lifting his gaze from the scrawled words, Yugi looked at himself in the mirror, wondering what had brought this on. First Ms.Onori and now Yami too? Did they think he was weak?
//You are weak.\\ That nasty little voice inside reminded him smugly.
//Oh, shut up. It's not like I have anything to lose.\\
//But the little dignity you have left..\\
//It doesn't matter...besides, I get to be with Yami.\\
Mind made up, Yugi stuffed the note in his pants and hurried to get ready.
*~*~*~*
1.Sayeka and Yami both do home school because the nearest HS is in Domino City(Araga, the one Yugi, Seto and the rest go to), a drive that takes a few hours, so it's not really convenient. More info on Sayeka later on and it'll make more sense as to why she's around so much. ^^ With the 'you can skip class' bribe is because Sayeka's usually the one that makes Yami do his work and such.
^^ I hope minna liked it, thanks for reviewing! *bows*
Andro
Author: Andro
Rating: R
Pairings: Y/Y
Type: AU, Yaoi
A/N:
1.Dedicated to Mel because she was the one that inspired me to write it. ^^
2.Thanks to all who reviewed. ;; I love you guys.
3. Thank you so much to everyone that applied for beta position. I honestly didn't really expect a response at all. ^^ I feel really honored that you'd like to help me with this story. *bows* And on that note, everyone say hello to my wonderful beta reader Llyxius!
4.I'm not extremely familiar with the Yu-Gi-Oh universe, so please excuse mistakes. =D
5.Next chapter might take some time, I need to actually do some research for this story and that probably will take a bit. ^^
Have a Merry Christmas minna! ^_^
*~*~*~
Chapter 3; Don't Deny You Want Him
*~*~*~
"Do you know how to fight?"
"Err...no." Yugi answered truthfully, fingers absently tracing the marks of time left on his history book. Lunch had come and gone, and now Sayeka was sitting with him to keep Yugi company. They sat quietly on a piece of rock protrusion that had been sanded down by human hands and gave a wide view over most of the land.
The rock could only be climbed from the back with careful footing and maneuvering, but it was worth it. Being around four feet in diameter, the rock had more than enough space for the two teens to rest comfortable, as they were both relatively small in physique..
Rising almost seven feet from the ground, a drop would probably hurt quite badly if one happened to fall off, but Sayeka didn't seemed bothered at all by that fact, so Yugi just followed her example and stayed very still. Positioned on the far left side of the house, they faced part of a field with a great house at the end, and the rest the dojo itself.
"Would you like to?"
"Eh?" Blinking, Yugi turned his head slightly to face the serene girl, having been lost in his thoughts.
"I said, would you like to learn how to fight?"
Looking away, Yugi suddenly found his history book fascinating.
"No."
"Why not?" Sayeka questioned, raising an eyebrow. //That isn't a normal Yugi reaction.\\ Nimbly reaching out, she picked the text book out of his hands and dangled it precociously over the edge.
"Come on, you really don't want to learn how to defend yourself?"
The teen hesitated.
"I..I'm too small. What can I do?"
"Lots!" Sayeka erupted, book forgotten for a while. "Look at me! I'm not exactly packing, but I can kick some a-"
"Some what, Ms.Onori?" Interrupted a cool voice that sounded just a little too familiar to Yugi-
"Oh, shush Kaiba." Sayeka retorted to the tall young man who came to a stop beneath the rock, still looking dignified and arrogant despite having to look up at both. Blue eyes, a lighter shade than Sayeka's, blinked, and Seto Kaiba turned his attention from the girl to the young teen peering at him with a surprised gaze.
"What are you doing here Yugi?"
"I..err....I-I'm visiting! What are you doing here Seto?" Leaning forward to peer down at the senior, Yugi looked confused.
"How did you find me?"
Seto snorted.
"I didn't. I wasn't expecting to see you at all, I come here to train." He explained, sounding bored of the conversation already.
"Oh, for god's sake Kaiba, just go and leave the poor kid alone." Sayeka muttered loud enough so that the oldest of the three heard her; he gave both a disinterested look and walked off into the main portion of the dojo.
Face scrunched up vague confusion, Yugi looked at Sayeka who had turned her back to the whole thing and was now studying a leaf she'd found.
"Ms.Onori! What is Seto doing here?"
Blinking, she looked up.
"Didn't you hear? He comes here every week on Tuesdays to train. Annoying man he is. I don't know how in the world Yami gets along with him." She commented, then flicked the rusty tinted leaf off her hand with a flicking motion. She raised her eyes to meet the violet gaze.
"What? It's just a coincidence. At least from judging the way you two reacted, I take it you know each other and weren't expecting to meet up again?"
"Err...yes." Yugi looked away nervously, wonder how she'd react to his next words. "He's dating my best friend Jou, I don't really know him..It was..just a surprise I guess. I didn't know he came here..." //I wonder if Jou knows? I didn't tell him what dojo I was going to...that's...a kind of eerie coincidence. There can't be many places like this around Domino City you know...? \\
"Poor Jou!" Sayeka looked horrified. "That guy has a boyfriend? Pff, he must be paying your friend...or something." She decided, making a face like she had bitten into something sour.
Relief washed over Yugi. She didn't even seem to notice that they were both guys. Then a nasty little thought struck him.
"You...You don't like Seto, do you?"
Sayeka snorted derisively.
"I like him about as much as I like milk."
Yugi gave her a puzzled look.
"I'm lactose intolerant."
"Ooooh.."
*~*~*~*~*
"I didn't know the kid was coming here."
"Who?" Yami questioned absently, too busy with neatly running a clean white cloth over the hilt of his sword, Guken, taking infinite care to not raze skin against the deadly edge, to look up at the other senior.
In exchange for his usual black & red colored outfits, he had changed into loose white pants, disregarding the need for a shirt. Knowing that sparring would make him sweat profusely, he rationalized, there was no point in wearing one. It didn't have anything to do with Yugi. The thought was ridiculous and wrong...even if Yugi was only two years younger, it wasn't right to take advantage of him. So that meant that he didn't want Yugi to appreciate the body he had. Not at all.
"Jou's friend. The kid that looks like you. Yugi." Seto reminded Yami calmly, striding to the center of the airy room, the late sunlight filtering through the open doors threw fierce red tinted plays of light and shadows over the wooden floor.
"Yugi?" Jerking back, Yami looked at the impeccably dressed man and raised his eyebrows, partly in surprise and disbelief.
"You know Yugi?"
"Not personally, he's my boyfriend's best friend." He dismissed the subject in favor of studying the collection of weapons up on the wall, trying to decide which he liked best for that day.
"I don't really pay attention to sophomores, though I have heard a few rumors." Blue eyes lighting upon an 18th century long sword, Seto picked it off the rack and studied the intricate carvings around the handle, forming the usual roaring dragon at the hilt.
"Rumors?"
Apparently disinterested in the topic, Seto stepped back and tried the weigh with one hand, finding it too light for his taste and put it back in place.
"Of him having trouble with one of those dumb asses who will some day end up in Japan's Most Wanted criminals list. I don't really pay attention, but Jou has been pissed about for a while. I've forbidden Jou to try to do anything, and Ahel knows better than to cross me."
Almost as if to drive the point home, the senior picked up another katana and tried the weight again, found it suitable, turned and swung it in a half circle and then hearing soft hissing of passing through air, gave a satisfied look. Then he noticed the expression on Yami's face.
Rolling his eyes towards the ceiling, Seto snorted.
"What's wrong with you?"
"I-Nothing." Yami turned his face away briefly to get his emotions under control. //It's not my problem.\\
"All right, it doesn't matter, let's just see how your block and thrust technique has become." He ordered, all business. Seto smirked at him. //He's got it bad.\\
"Bring it on."
*~*~*~*~
"You like him."
For the second time in that day, Yami stiffened defensively, back turned to the open doorway.
"Excuse me?" He tried to sound calm.
Dinner had been a torture. Sayeka had stayed later than usual and had seemed thoughtful about something, and strangely quiet, not at all like her usual self, but Yami had been too preoccupied in forcing himself to not glance at Yugi, or think about him, to really take notice.
The temptation had been great, but he'd managed to resist it for the most, besides a few glances that he knew Yugi had managed to catch...Those violet eyes looking at him in obvious confusion made him look like an angel.
It had not helped matters at all when Yugi also happened to fall asleep when reading a book about the Meiji era in the living room and Sayeka had forced him to carry the younger teen to his bed and tuck him in. He wasn't sure if he wanted to glare at the girl, or hug her. He wondered if maybe he could do both at the same time.
Thankfully, Yugi had not woken up during the ordeal and for that Yami was deeply grateful, knowing that he might have done something Yugi wouldn't have liked...because he knew he wouldn't have regretted it later.
Like a coward, afterwards, Yami had hidden in his room, under false pretenses that he had something to do and now Sayeka.
"You. Like. Yugi."
Relaxing, Yami shrugged carelessly, keeping his tone light.
"He's a cute kid."
"Bull, he's only a year younger than I am, and if you're calling me a kid I'm going to hurt you." She retorted with remarkable calm, slipping inside the room and sliding the wooden door closed. Taking several steps into the middle of the chamber, the dark haired girl maneuvered herself in front of the older teenager and sat down with a less than dignified flop next to him on the floor.
"So?"
Trying to look casual, Yami shrugged.
"So what?"
//How did she..?\\
"You're going to be pig-headed, stubborn and male aren't you?" Sayeka accused him darkly, tone full of exasperation. Crimson eyes met hers coolly.
"There is nothing to be stubborn about."
"One word. Yugi."
"One word. No."
Making a derisive sound in the back of her throat, the Japanese girl glared at him.
"And why ever not?"
"Because-no."
"..."
Refusing to reply to that, Yami stared back at her stubbornly, not willing to admit she was right. On one hand, who said Yugi wanted him at all? Then what kind of relationship would it be and-
"Feh. You should at least teach him how to protect himself."
He looked at her sharply. So she had noticed the marks as well?
"They're kind of hard to miss Yami." Sayeka answered dryly to the silent question.
"And don't you dare say no. At least think of how it could help him." She added quickly.
That made him pause. It would be hell to be so close to the younger man, but he was strong, he could resist temptation...and though he also didn't want to admit it, he was worried about Yugi's personal safety. People that could hurt someone like Yugi were not to be taken lightly.. //I don't want anything to happen to him.\\ He reflected mutely.
Seeing an opening, Sayeka perked up.
"You can also skip class..."(1)
"Deal."
*~*~*~*~*
Yami stared at the closed doorway.
Behind it was one small teenage boy that looked almost eerily similar to him in appearance, yet attracted him like no else had done before.
He glanced at the note in his hand.
He sighed.
//Damn you Sayeka.\\
Decision made, the spiky haired teen slid open the door the tiniest bit, just enough to jam the paper between the sliver of space, and then turned on his heel, walking off quickly.
*~*~*~*
Sunlight was coming through and hitting him in the eyes.
Groaning, Yugi shifted, rolled over and found himself on the floor. Blinking rapidly, he looked to his side at the two inch thick mat and sighed. As much as he loved the look of the whole place, he missed his plush bed. Even if he did occasionally fall off and managed to get himself a whole new set of bruises.
Ignoring protesting muscles, the fifteen year old stood up, pushing that blanket back on the futon and stretched, raising his arms high above his head. Sleepily, Yugi opened the door and almost didn't notice the note that fluttered down through the air on his way to the bathroom.
Brow wrinkling, Yugi snatched it out of the air, then paused to cover a giant yawn.
"Mnn. S'this?"
He read it in the morning silence, slowly becoming more aware of his surroundings and what he was reading as he reached the end and then kept re- reading the words as if to make sure they were really there.
*~*~*~ Yugi;
Please meet me in the training room whenever you find this. It's at the end of the Southern hall. Change into something that you don't mind getting dirty or ripped. I think it's time you learned a few moves.
-Yami
*~*~*~
Lifting his gaze from the scrawled words, Yugi looked at himself in the mirror, wondering what had brought this on. First Ms.Onori and now Yami too? Did they think he was weak?
//You are weak.\\ That nasty little voice inside reminded him smugly.
//Oh, shut up. It's not like I have anything to lose.\\
//But the little dignity you have left..\\
//It doesn't matter...besides, I get to be with Yami.\\
Mind made up, Yugi stuffed the note in his pants and hurried to get ready.
*~*~*~*
1.Sayeka and Yami both do home school because the nearest HS is in Domino City(Araga, the one Yugi, Seto and the rest go to), a drive that takes a few hours, so it's not really convenient. More info on Sayeka later on and it'll make more sense as to why she's around so much. ^^ With the 'you can skip class' bribe is because Sayeka's usually the one that makes Yami do his work and such.
^^ I hope minna liked it, thanks for reviewing! *bows*
Andro