Tittle: Dark Eyes
Author: Andro
Rating: R
Pairings: Y/Y
Type: AU, Yaoi
A/N:
1.Thanks to all who reviewed. You rock. Simple as that. ^.~
2.Dedicated to Mel, because she was the one that inspired me to write this. ^-^
3. *bows in homage to Llyxius-sempai for her patience with Andro's horror inducing grammar skills*
4.I'm not extremely familiar with the Yu-Gi-Oh universe, so please excuse mistakes. =D
5.~_~; This is the CORRECT version of chapter 5. Sorry.
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Chapter 5; It Wasn't a Mistake
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In some part of his mind, Yugi knew he had seen it coming, and had waited with anticipation for it. Even so when he felt soft lips pressed questioningly against his own, he froze, eyes widening.
A small hand clutched at Yami's forearm tightly for support, since he was sure that his knees were going to give out from under him. //It feels...odd.\\ Something deep inside gave a shudder and then caved in, sending unknown waves of warmth throughout his body.
But besides that, he was motionless, partly out of surprise, and then out of fear of being awkward. The simple truth was, he didn't know -how- to kiss. It wasn't something that the teachers taught at school.
Quiet footsteps made his decision for him. Breaking away from the possessive hands at his waist, chin and the lips on his own, Yugi turned and ran, barely avoiding collision with a blur of red in his path in his hurry to get far away to a place where he could figure out his thoughts.
Dimly, he thought he heard two different voices calling out his name, but he ignored them, never pausing until he finally did manage to smack against something, this an unforgiving hard tree.
Gasping for breath, Yugi crumbled to his knees and leaned against the thick trunk of the plant, closing his eyes. //Now he'll think I didn't like it..Did I like it?\\
*~*~*~
Yami felt incredibly empty. Just a few seconds ago he'd had this lovely, warm creature in his arms, and now he was gone with a speed that he hadn't thought was possible for Yugi. He obviously hadn't liked it, at -all-.
Feeling a pounding ache beginning to form on the left side of his head, Yami sighed and rubbed his face tiredly, shoulders slumping. Now how was he supposed to face the younger man?
"Yami? What happened? Yugi wouldn't stop even when I shouted for him." Sayeka stood in the middle of the doorway, looking wary of coming in lest Yami decide that she was going to be the focus of his frustration. Her sapphire eyes were showing confusion, and she held a heavy basket to her chest with tense white hands.
"It was nothing. What are you doing here?" Yami changed the subject stiffly, crossing his arms over his chest. Still giving him an odd look, Sayeka ventured into the room, giving herself a break and letting down the heavy wicker basket.
"It's already past twelve, and I thought you guys would be hungry and that we could eat together, since your next class is in less than an hour. Did I interrupt something?" //Oh, I hope not!\\
"No. Nothing."
Though she was convinced that Yami was lying to her, Sayeka let the lie slide, making a note to find and talk to Yugi later if possible.
Something most certainly had happened to send Yugi flying like a scared dove.
"Whatever you say Yami." She said with a resigned tone.
"Let's just eat, okay?"
"No thank you, I'm not hungry."
A soft sigh.
"All right, all right." Turning, she left.
*~*~*~
From that afternoon, Yugi avoided Yami as much as he could for the three other days that passed, and only approached Sayeka after forcing her to promise him that she wouldn't ask any questions about what had happened. Instead of being taught by Yami, Sayeka agreed to keep showing him some of the moves she herself knew, though she admitted without shame that Yami was a much better fighter than she.
The pattern fell so that during the morning, the youngest of the three teens would slumber through the morning while the older two had classes together, then when he woke up Sayeka would join him for lunch and to study with him while Yami trained his students inside the training room.
That would take them deep into the late afternoon where they would for once collect with the two old men for a quiet dinner. If either grandfather noticed the tense air around them, they gave no notice, only kept talking about the old days. After dinner, Sayeka would excuse Yugi and herself to train while Yami would watch from out of sight.
Yugi never realized it, but the girl did, and she sighed whenever she thought about it. They were obviously yearning for each other, why couldn't they just talk things out and not shut her out?
On the mid afternoon of Saturday, Yugi found himself looking at Sayeka curiously as they sat on top of the Viewing Rock(1).
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"Ms.Onori?"
"Hn?" Resigned to the fact that Yugi was never going to start calling her 'Sayeka', the Japanese girl turned her head and gazed at him questioningly.
He looked vaguely embarrassed, yet whatever he wanted to ask what obviously something he really wanted to know.
"Who are you? I mean..I know your name is Sayeka Onori, but you're always showing up here and you're obviously very good friends with Nagasaki- sama..." //And Yami. If he kissed me and he's going out with Ms.Onori...\\
"Oh." Blinking, Sayeka gave a tiny, sheepish smile. She'd never thought of the fact that Yugi really was new around here, and wouldn't know.
"Well..." Trailing off, she plucked another dead leaf off the stony surface and played with it, studying the patterns. Without looking up, she began to speak.
"Do you see the house over there? The great one with tall poles with the red flags?"
Covering his eyes, for the direction of the house was where the sun was setting, Yugi peered and then nodded.
"Yea."
"That's where I live. That's the Onori Clan's main house. This whole place actually used to belong to the Onori hundreds of years ago, before one of the daughters married a samurai from the Nagasaki family and they took over half of the property. It was a really messy civil war between the two clans because the Onori side didn't want this part to become a Nagasaki land, but that was a really long time ago."
She shrugged. "Yami's one of the descendants of those two, so we're actually sort of cousins. We have a few ancestors in common, but despite the weak blood ties, because both houses still stand and are inhabited by the original families, we're all very close." Abandoning that leaf, she instead picked a cherry blossom, balancing it with her pointer finger.
"Wow.." Yugi blinked. That sounded like something straight out of a book. He tried to imagine the situation and it made him slightly envious that he had no such story to tell about his family. In fact, he wasn't really sure his family -had- any history to tell about.
"Yes, it's a pretty interesting past. The funny thing is, my parents were considering marrying me off with Yami. Were, being the keyword here. They pretty much abandoned the idea when they realized that if I married him, I'd take the Nagasaki name and then all of the Onori land would become Nagasaki's. It's not like they dislike Yami's family, they're all in civil terms, but I guess it's just ingrained in them or something to keep the two estates separate."
Relief flooded over Yugi's face.
"So Yami and you..?"
Blinking, Sayeka lost the petal and frowned slightly in annoyance before her face smoothed over and she picked up a flower.
"Eh? Me? Yami? No." She answered, sounding absent, though she looked sad for a split second until she brightened up.
"That means the way is free to him. I'm not going to stop anyone that decides to go for him. In fact, I'd probably help him get to that stubborn mule." Sayeka added casually, dropping the hint and hoping Yugi would get it.
He looked faintly red, though thoughtful, so she smiled slightly.
"What about Yami? How come his parents aren't around?"
"Oh, that." Stopping, Sayeka debated over wether or not she should tell him anything.
After all, it was Yami's past, perhaps it wasn't her place to divulge such personal information. Then she shrugged inwardly. Yami wouldn't mind. This was Yugi, after all.
"Yami's dad died in a car crash when he was really young, so he doesn't remember him at all. That was a few months after I was born, so I don't remember anything of him either. Up until last year, his mother, Kotori used to only send him here during the summer where Yami would train so hard that sometimes he'd drop from exhaustion after hours of practice. But then when he turned sixteen he requested that he stay here at the Nagasaki dojo for his last year of high school. So he's been here ever since. I think his mom felt sort of guilty for moving her kid around so much."
"Eh?" Puzzled, the younger teen repeated her last words.
"For moving her kid around so much? What does she do? Is she an actress?"
"No, a wild-life photographer. I think she should have left Yami here when he was little, I mean, she does go to pretty dangerous places sometimes. But in any case, that's pretty much all I know. If you have more questions to ask, I think you should talk to Yami himself."
Silently, Yugi nodded, mulling over all the new information that he now knew.
So Yami and he were more alike than he'd originally thought after all.
*~*~*~ ^^v Sorry this is a bit of a...slow chapter, I just needed to get out some info out of Yami and Sayeka. ^.~ Next chapter: Yugi has to go home, but he gets to take something -really- nice with him.
Andro
Author: Andro
Rating: R
Pairings: Y/Y
Type: AU, Yaoi
A/N:
1.Thanks to all who reviewed. You rock. Simple as that. ^.~
2.Dedicated to Mel, because she was the one that inspired me to write this. ^-^
3. *bows in homage to Llyxius-sempai for her patience with Andro's horror inducing grammar skills*
4.I'm not extremely familiar with the Yu-Gi-Oh universe, so please excuse mistakes. =D
5.~_~; This is the CORRECT version of chapter 5. Sorry.
*~*~*~
Chapter 5; It Wasn't a Mistake
*~*~*~
In some part of his mind, Yugi knew he had seen it coming, and had waited with anticipation for it. Even so when he felt soft lips pressed questioningly against his own, he froze, eyes widening.
A small hand clutched at Yami's forearm tightly for support, since he was sure that his knees were going to give out from under him. //It feels...odd.\\ Something deep inside gave a shudder and then caved in, sending unknown waves of warmth throughout his body.
But besides that, he was motionless, partly out of surprise, and then out of fear of being awkward. The simple truth was, he didn't know -how- to kiss. It wasn't something that the teachers taught at school.
Quiet footsteps made his decision for him. Breaking away from the possessive hands at his waist, chin and the lips on his own, Yugi turned and ran, barely avoiding collision with a blur of red in his path in his hurry to get far away to a place where he could figure out his thoughts.
Dimly, he thought he heard two different voices calling out his name, but he ignored them, never pausing until he finally did manage to smack against something, this an unforgiving hard tree.
Gasping for breath, Yugi crumbled to his knees and leaned against the thick trunk of the plant, closing his eyes. //Now he'll think I didn't like it..Did I like it?\\
*~*~*~
Yami felt incredibly empty. Just a few seconds ago he'd had this lovely, warm creature in his arms, and now he was gone with a speed that he hadn't thought was possible for Yugi. He obviously hadn't liked it, at -all-.
Feeling a pounding ache beginning to form on the left side of his head, Yami sighed and rubbed his face tiredly, shoulders slumping. Now how was he supposed to face the younger man?
"Yami? What happened? Yugi wouldn't stop even when I shouted for him." Sayeka stood in the middle of the doorway, looking wary of coming in lest Yami decide that she was going to be the focus of his frustration. Her sapphire eyes were showing confusion, and she held a heavy basket to her chest with tense white hands.
"It was nothing. What are you doing here?" Yami changed the subject stiffly, crossing his arms over his chest. Still giving him an odd look, Sayeka ventured into the room, giving herself a break and letting down the heavy wicker basket.
"It's already past twelve, and I thought you guys would be hungry and that we could eat together, since your next class is in less than an hour. Did I interrupt something?" //Oh, I hope not!\\
"No. Nothing."
Though she was convinced that Yami was lying to her, Sayeka let the lie slide, making a note to find and talk to Yugi later if possible.
Something most certainly had happened to send Yugi flying like a scared dove.
"Whatever you say Yami." She said with a resigned tone.
"Let's just eat, okay?"
"No thank you, I'm not hungry."
A soft sigh.
"All right, all right." Turning, she left.
*~*~*~
From that afternoon, Yugi avoided Yami as much as he could for the three other days that passed, and only approached Sayeka after forcing her to promise him that she wouldn't ask any questions about what had happened. Instead of being taught by Yami, Sayeka agreed to keep showing him some of the moves she herself knew, though she admitted without shame that Yami was a much better fighter than she.
The pattern fell so that during the morning, the youngest of the three teens would slumber through the morning while the older two had classes together, then when he woke up Sayeka would join him for lunch and to study with him while Yami trained his students inside the training room.
That would take them deep into the late afternoon where they would for once collect with the two old men for a quiet dinner. If either grandfather noticed the tense air around them, they gave no notice, only kept talking about the old days. After dinner, Sayeka would excuse Yugi and herself to train while Yami would watch from out of sight.
Yugi never realized it, but the girl did, and she sighed whenever she thought about it. They were obviously yearning for each other, why couldn't they just talk things out and not shut her out?
On the mid afternoon of Saturday, Yugi found himself looking at Sayeka curiously as they sat on top of the Viewing Rock(1).
*~*~*~
"Ms.Onori?"
"Hn?" Resigned to the fact that Yugi was never going to start calling her 'Sayeka', the Japanese girl turned her head and gazed at him questioningly.
He looked vaguely embarrassed, yet whatever he wanted to ask what obviously something he really wanted to know.
"Who are you? I mean..I know your name is Sayeka Onori, but you're always showing up here and you're obviously very good friends with Nagasaki- sama..." //And Yami. If he kissed me and he's going out with Ms.Onori...\\
"Oh." Blinking, Sayeka gave a tiny, sheepish smile. She'd never thought of the fact that Yugi really was new around here, and wouldn't know.
"Well..." Trailing off, she plucked another dead leaf off the stony surface and played with it, studying the patterns. Without looking up, she began to speak.
"Do you see the house over there? The great one with tall poles with the red flags?"
Covering his eyes, for the direction of the house was where the sun was setting, Yugi peered and then nodded.
"Yea."
"That's where I live. That's the Onori Clan's main house. This whole place actually used to belong to the Onori hundreds of years ago, before one of the daughters married a samurai from the Nagasaki family and they took over half of the property. It was a really messy civil war between the two clans because the Onori side didn't want this part to become a Nagasaki land, but that was a really long time ago."
She shrugged. "Yami's one of the descendants of those two, so we're actually sort of cousins. We have a few ancestors in common, but despite the weak blood ties, because both houses still stand and are inhabited by the original families, we're all very close." Abandoning that leaf, she instead picked a cherry blossom, balancing it with her pointer finger.
"Wow.." Yugi blinked. That sounded like something straight out of a book. He tried to imagine the situation and it made him slightly envious that he had no such story to tell about his family. In fact, he wasn't really sure his family -had- any history to tell about.
"Yes, it's a pretty interesting past. The funny thing is, my parents were considering marrying me off with Yami. Were, being the keyword here. They pretty much abandoned the idea when they realized that if I married him, I'd take the Nagasaki name and then all of the Onori land would become Nagasaki's. It's not like they dislike Yami's family, they're all in civil terms, but I guess it's just ingrained in them or something to keep the two estates separate."
Relief flooded over Yugi's face.
"So Yami and you..?"
Blinking, Sayeka lost the petal and frowned slightly in annoyance before her face smoothed over and she picked up a flower.
"Eh? Me? Yami? No." She answered, sounding absent, though she looked sad for a split second until she brightened up.
"That means the way is free to him. I'm not going to stop anyone that decides to go for him. In fact, I'd probably help him get to that stubborn mule." Sayeka added casually, dropping the hint and hoping Yugi would get it.
He looked faintly red, though thoughtful, so she smiled slightly.
"What about Yami? How come his parents aren't around?"
"Oh, that." Stopping, Sayeka debated over wether or not she should tell him anything.
After all, it was Yami's past, perhaps it wasn't her place to divulge such personal information. Then she shrugged inwardly. Yami wouldn't mind. This was Yugi, after all.
"Yami's dad died in a car crash when he was really young, so he doesn't remember him at all. That was a few months after I was born, so I don't remember anything of him either. Up until last year, his mother, Kotori used to only send him here during the summer where Yami would train so hard that sometimes he'd drop from exhaustion after hours of practice. But then when he turned sixteen he requested that he stay here at the Nagasaki dojo for his last year of high school. So he's been here ever since. I think his mom felt sort of guilty for moving her kid around so much."
"Eh?" Puzzled, the younger teen repeated her last words.
"For moving her kid around so much? What does she do? Is she an actress?"
"No, a wild-life photographer. I think she should have left Yami here when he was little, I mean, she does go to pretty dangerous places sometimes. But in any case, that's pretty much all I know. If you have more questions to ask, I think you should talk to Yami himself."
Silently, Yugi nodded, mulling over all the new information that he now knew.
So Yami and he were more alike than he'd originally thought after all.
*~*~*~ ^^v Sorry this is a bit of a...slow chapter, I just needed to get out some info out of Yami and Sayeka. ^.~ Next chapter: Yugi has to go home, but he gets to take something -really- nice with him.
Andro