Title: Dark Eyes
Author: Andro
Status: Unfinished
Type: AU, Romance
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Couples: Yami/Yugi, Jou/Seto, Honda/Anzu
Thanks to: Emmy, Mellie, Kimmie-sempai, every one who reviewed, poor Suki and B-chan who have had to hear me rant about this fic...^_^; Many people.
Disclaimer: Of course I own it. Why wouldn't I? *sarcasm drips*
Author Notes: I think this is really going to take more than one chapter to wrap up. ^^; I really should award you guys for being so patient with the gradual build up between Yami and Yugi.
Heavens, you guys have no clue how many times I've writen chapter nine, over and over again. _ I just wasn't happy with each end result. So I sat myself down and just wrote. ^^; So...yea.
Can ANYONE tell me how to italize? ;; Please?
On with the story!
*~*~*~
In an uncharacteristic movement, Yugi slammed his books down on his wooden desk and stared at the glossy red cover moodily. Any glances thrown his way were promptly ignored.
He wasn't really angry, just exasperated. He'd woken up to find Yami already up and dressed, and since Yami hadn't had the heart to wake him, Yugi had been forced to rush through his normal morning routine. Bedclothes had flown and landed awkwardly all over his room as he struggled to set a new record for changing. Taking a shower was out of the question, he barely had enough time to find his socks and scattered pages of homework before Yugi rushed out the door, tugging Yami along by the arm down the street. His hair messy and tumbling about his face, not having had the opportunity to style it the usual manner.
Amazingly enough, with some encouragement from Anzu and some more tugging and dragging, all four teens had managed to arrive at Araga High School with roughly three minutes to spare.
Then, Yugi finally caught his breath and turned to Yami, hoping to explain what had happened the night before. Unfortunately, Anzu had other ideas for him, because she promptly pulled him to the side to ask him if Yami had a girlfriend that he knew of.
*That* was certainly going down as one of the most bizarre situations he'd ever been in. Stunned, he'd shaken his head in a negative motion, then watched as Anzu's face brightened in a hopeful fashion, before she left in a whirlwind as the bell rang. He'd been left speechless as students surged around him, grudgingly making their way to respective classrooms.
He sighed and smacked his head against a nearby wall, wondering what was going to be the outcome of that. Then Yugi realized he still had some explaining to do, and had tried to search for Yami during the classroom breaks, and was going to continue doing so during lunch when he was pulled over by his science teacher. Busted for being late. Lunch detention.
Yugi groaned silently, and let his forehead drop against his books. This wasn't the first time that he'd ever had detention-more like the third. Hanging around someone like Jou sometimes meant trouble. But at least then Yugi would be sharing the punishment with Jou. But when he looked around the mixed range of students with him inside the stuffy detention room, he didn't recognize anyone. Not that they looked friendly in the first place.
Up to then, that was his situation. Thwarted at every step of trying to talk to the senior, one of his best friends crushing on said person, and stuck in punishment.
Yugi sighed and closed his eyes, and waited for time to slowly trickle by. His next chance to talk to Yami would be after school-and with some careful maneuvering, he might actually manage to avoid Anzu. She always seemed to know where they happened to be. It must have been a female thing.
His fingers twitched and played absently with a pen, rolling it back and forth, picking it up over and over again when it fell. When he thought that he couldn't be more bored than he was at that moment, Yugi opened his eyes to look at the watch on the wall.
Three minutes had passed.
Yugi's head slumped into the desk.
*~*~*~
"Poor Yug, stuck in detention." Jou commented, pitying his younger friend before taking another bite out of his crunchy red apple. Across from him, Anzu was playing lazily with a straw, twirling it with perfectly manicured nails, obviously lost in thought.
From next to him, Ida looked up, half interested. She was a sophomore like them, and was friends of a sort with Yugi.
"Hn? What he'd do?"
"Tardy." He answered after swallowing the bitter-sweet food.
"Oh." She blinked, and seemed to consider that for a few seconds before going back to reading her book.
Ida fiddled with the page of her book, turning it over, and then switching it back again. Distracted, Jou put his apple down and gave her a strange look.
"What are you doing?"
"There's this guy that keeps watching you."
"Me?!"
"Shhh! Not so loud!" Ida hissed back, looking irritated. "He's sitting at one of the corner tables, alone."
The cafeteria was split into three different table sections. On the far left of the room were two small tables with actual chairs on each side, sitting sixteen people in total. The middle was dominated by the long, usual tables that could be found in any school cafeteria. Finally, all the way to the right, pressed up against the wall were five tables, each tiny and only sat a total of two. They were usually used by couples, and rarely did anyone sit there alone. If there was a loner, they either skipped lunch all together or ate outside.
Puzzled, the blonde lifted his head slightly, trying to not look suspicious and spied a lanky, black haired teen lounging at one of the tables, indeed alone and looking right at him. Someone else might have blushed, or looked away. Jou just stared back at him with a raised eyebrow before shrugging and returning to his food. The guy didn't *look* threatening, if he wanted to stare at him, fine, it wasn't like Jou would have noticed in the first place anyway without it having been pointed out to him.
"You're not going to do anything about?" Ida questioned, sounding amazed.
Jou shrugged casually.
"Do what? So he's staring? Fuck if I care."
"Maybe he likes you." Anzu suggested out of the blue, almost startling the other two teens. Apparently, she'd been paying more attention than either of them had given her credit for.
*That* made a faintly red brush cross over Jou's cheeks before he bit savagely into a French Fry.
"Nah, not every gorgeous guy is gay." He dismissed her words with a joke, his mind turning to Seto at the mention of beautiful men. Sure, sometimes he wanted to kill his boyfriend, or at the very least maim him, but all relationships had their rough spots, right?
Right.
Besides the occasional urge to use violence against Kaiba, their relationship was going well. //Okay, so we don't see each other every day, but that's mainly because he never comes to *school*.\\ Jou reflected, brown eyes far away. He was perfectly happy with the way things were. Which reminded him, he had to tell his dad he was going to spend the weekend over at Seto's house too. A grin curled the corners of his lips, and Ida groaned in disgust.
"I know that look. It's the 'I-am-SO-going-to-get-laid-soon'." She accused him darkly, pushing aside the meat surprise on her tray. Not only did it look disgusting, but Ida was a vegetarian.
Anzu smiled at both, and sat up to go throw away her tray.
"What, you're going to see Mr. Rich after school?" Ida continued after nodding at the other girl.
"Sort of, I'm spending a few days over at his house." Jou admitted, looking happy.
His friend waved a spoon at him.
"I'll never understand you. One minute you want to throttle the life out of him, and the next you want to fuck him. Must be some hormonal imbalance or something..." Her words trailed off, and her usually tanned face seeming to go pale, staring at a point above Jou's head.
"What? Whaaat?" Jou demanded, when no answer came, he reached up wildly, hoping that there wasn't a fly or anything. His hand met with something solid, warm and most certainly alive, but unless there was something he'd missed, flies didn't grow as large as the object he'd smacked.
Slowly, Jou turned to meet vaguely annoyed gray eyes, and swallowed.
"Oops?"
*~*~*~
Before the first ring faded, Yugi was out the door and zooming expertly down the hall, evading people left and right, jumping over things on the floor, and ducking open locker doors. He didn't bother to stop by his own locker to stash away his books, he didn't have time. After he had realized his feelings for Yami, and had gotten over that tiny fear of him being so quiet and awe inspiring all the time, he'd thought that he would have a whole month, or more to work on them getting together. The situation with Anzu had messed up everything. He loved his friend dearly, but what he felt for Yami was deeper.
Childish impulse made him run faster. Call it a primal instinct, but he wanted to get to Yami before Anzu did. They had both been playing around too much, it was time to start confessing.
*~*~*~
High school was interesting. Or rather, high school in a public facility was interesting, Yami mused silently, as he watched various groups of people walk around him. The final bell had rung a few seconds ago, and thus he found himself leaning casually against the sun warmed stone wall. His last class was Literature, and the exit was right next to it, so he was able to simply take a step out of his own classroom, a turn, and he was outside in the fresh air. It felt incredibly nice to not be crammed into a stuffy room with thirty other kids.
To be truthful, he missed the quiet sessions with Sayeka, then everything moved according to schedule. In the school, it seemed to get louder and more chaotic everyday. And he wasn't even going to start in the rush and human traffic one had to go through to get to their next class.
But strangely, he liked it. But he didn't like it as much as being with Yugi and his friends. That was probably the best thing out of visiting the city. Even Kaiba was fun to be with, though Yami had never even considered saying that before. He grinned faintly to himself. //Correction, it's fun seeing Kaiba and Jou together.\\ Yami snickered. Just the other night, it seemed that all hell would break lose between the two, and in a sudden out- of-character move for him, Jou and turned his back on Kaiba and ignored him for the rest of the night, preferring to talk to Anzu, and anyone else but him. Seto hadn't said anything else during the rest of the time they were together, but the next morning, Yami had noticed hickey marks adorning the younger teen's neck, and a dazed, pleased smile had refused to leave Jou's face.
Then there was Anzu. He supposed that if he had to compare any of the group to Sayeka, she would be the best choice, though more like a modern, twenty- first century version. More brash and playful.
He sighed. He missed Sayeka too. It was odd after a year to not see her in her beautiful, traditional dresses and having her dry sense of humor to bring him down to earth. He pondered. If he left the city, he would miss Yugi and his friends. But now that he was away from home, he missed Sayeka, his grandfather and the dojo. Yami shook his head and rolled his eyes at himself. //Can't have everything.\\
Speaking of things he couldn't have, at least not yet, his thoughts turned to Yugi and the previous night. Yami sighed and ran a hand distractedly through his hair. He hadn't meant to fall asleep, not at all. Now he was curious about what would have affected Yugi so much that he'd be crying.
His hand tightened into a hard fist in reflex, feeling protective over the smaller boy. The one place he couldn't protect him...
Years of training didn't help prepare him for the sudden body mass that slammed head on into his chest, sending both males sprawling awkwardly over the concrete.
Shocked red eyes met a violet gaze.
Yugi gasped for breath.
"I have something to tell you."
*~*~*~
End Chapter
*~*~*~
I am so going to get stoned, aren't I?
Andro
Author: Andro
Status: Unfinished
Type: AU, Romance
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh!
Couples: Yami/Yugi, Jou/Seto, Honda/Anzu
Thanks to: Emmy, Mellie, Kimmie-sempai, every one who reviewed, poor Suki and B-chan who have had to hear me rant about this fic...^_^; Many people.
Disclaimer: Of course I own it. Why wouldn't I? *sarcasm drips*
Author Notes: I think this is really going to take more than one chapter to wrap up. ^^; I really should award you guys for being so patient with the gradual build up between Yami and Yugi.
Heavens, you guys have no clue how many times I've writen chapter nine, over and over again. _ I just wasn't happy with each end result. So I sat myself down and just wrote. ^^; So...yea.
Can ANYONE tell me how to italize? ;; Please?
On with the story!
*~*~*~
In an uncharacteristic movement, Yugi slammed his books down on his wooden desk and stared at the glossy red cover moodily. Any glances thrown his way were promptly ignored.
He wasn't really angry, just exasperated. He'd woken up to find Yami already up and dressed, and since Yami hadn't had the heart to wake him, Yugi had been forced to rush through his normal morning routine. Bedclothes had flown and landed awkwardly all over his room as he struggled to set a new record for changing. Taking a shower was out of the question, he barely had enough time to find his socks and scattered pages of homework before Yugi rushed out the door, tugging Yami along by the arm down the street. His hair messy and tumbling about his face, not having had the opportunity to style it the usual manner.
Amazingly enough, with some encouragement from Anzu and some more tugging and dragging, all four teens had managed to arrive at Araga High School with roughly three minutes to spare.
Then, Yugi finally caught his breath and turned to Yami, hoping to explain what had happened the night before. Unfortunately, Anzu had other ideas for him, because she promptly pulled him to the side to ask him if Yami had a girlfriend that he knew of.
*That* was certainly going down as one of the most bizarre situations he'd ever been in. Stunned, he'd shaken his head in a negative motion, then watched as Anzu's face brightened in a hopeful fashion, before she left in a whirlwind as the bell rang. He'd been left speechless as students surged around him, grudgingly making their way to respective classrooms.
He sighed and smacked his head against a nearby wall, wondering what was going to be the outcome of that. Then Yugi realized he still had some explaining to do, and had tried to search for Yami during the classroom breaks, and was going to continue doing so during lunch when he was pulled over by his science teacher. Busted for being late. Lunch detention.
Yugi groaned silently, and let his forehead drop against his books. This wasn't the first time that he'd ever had detention-more like the third. Hanging around someone like Jou sometimes meant trouble. But at least then Yugi would be sharing the punishment with Jou. But when he looked around the mixed range of students with him inside the stuffy detention room, he didn't recognize anyone. Not that they looked friendly in the first place.
Up to then, that was his situation. Thwarted at every step of trying to talk to the senior, one of his best friends crushing on said person, and stuck in punishment.
Yugi sighed and closed his eyes, and waited for time to slowly trickle by. His next chance to talk to Yami would be after school-and with some careful maneuvering, he might actually manage to avoid Anzu. She always seemed to know where they happened to be. It must have been a female thing.
His fingers twitched and played absently with a pen, rolling it back and forth, picking it up over and over again when it fell. When he thought that he couldn't be more bored than he was at that moment, Yugi opened his eyes to look at the watch on the wall.
Three minutes had passed.
Yugi's head slumped into the desk.
*~*~*~
"Poor Yug, stuck in detention." Jou commented, pitying his younger friend before taking another bite out of his crunchy red apple. Across from him, Anzu was playing lazily with a straw, twirling it with perfectly manicured nails, obviously lost in thought.
From next to him, Ida looked up, half interested. She was a sophomore like them, and was friends of a sort with Yugi.
"Hn? What he'd do?"
"Tardy." He answered after swallowing the bitter-sweet food.
"Oh." She blinked, and seemed to consider that for a few seconds before going back to reading her book.
Ida fiddled with the page of her book, turning it over, and then switching it back again. Distracted, Jou put his apple down and gave her a strange look.
"What are you doing?"
"There's this guy that keeps watching you."
"Me?!"
"Shhh! Not so loud!" Ida hissed back, looking irritated. "He's sitting at one of the corner tables, alone."
The cafeteria was split into three different table sections. On the far left of the room were two small tables with actual chairs on each side, sitting sixteen people in total. The middle was dominated by the long, usual tables that could be found in any school cafeteria. Finally, all the way to the right, pressed up against the wall were five tables, each tiny and only sat a total of two. They were usually used by couples, and rarely did anyone sit there alone. If there was a loner, they either skipped lunch all together or ate outside.
Puzzled, the blonde lifted his head slightly, trying to not look suspicious and spied a lanky, black haired teen lounging at one of the tables, indeed alone and looking right at him. Someone else might have blushed, or looked away. Jou just stared back at him with a raised eyebrow before shrugging and returning to his food. The guy didn't *look* threatening, if he wanted to stare at him, fine, it wasn't like Jou would have noticed in the first place anyway without it having been pointed out to him.
"You're not going to do anything about?" Ida questioned, sounding amazed.
Jou shrugged casually.
"Do what? So he's staring? Fuck if I care."
"Maybe he likes you." Anzu suggested out of the blue, almost startling the other two teens. Apparently, she'd been paying more attention than either of them had given her credit for.
*That* made a faintly red brush cross over Jou's cheeks before he bit savagely into a French Fry.
"Nah, not every gorgeous guy is gay." He dismissed her words with a joke, his mind turning to Seto at the mention of beautiful men. Sure, sometimes he wanted to kill his boyfriend, or at the very least maim him, but all relationships had their rough spots, right?
Right.
Besides the occasional urge to use violence against Kaiba, their relationship was going well. //Okay, so we don't see each other every day, but that's mainly because he never comes to *school*.\\ Jou reflected, brown eyes far away. He was perfectly happy with the way things were. Which reminded him, he had to tell his dad he was going to spend the weekend over at Seto's house too. A grin curled the corners of his lips, and Ida groaned in disgust.
"I know that look. It's the 'I-am-SO-going-to-get-laid-soon'." She accused him darkly, pushing aside the meat surprise on her tray. Not only did it look disgusting, but Ida was a vegetarian.
Anzu smiled at both, and sat up to go throw away her tray.
"What, you're going to see Mr. Rich after school?" Ida continued after nodding at the other girl.
"Sort of, I'm spending a few days over at his house." Jou admitted, looking happy.
His friend waved a spoon at him.
"I'll never understand you. One minute you want to throttle the life out of him, and the next you want to fuck him. Must be some hormonal imbalance or something..." Her words trailed off, and her usually tanned face seeming to go pale, staring at a point above Jou's head.
"What? Whaaat?" Jou demanded, when no answer came, he reached up wildly, hoping that there wasn't a fly or anything. His hand met with something solid, warm and most certainly alive, but unless there was something he'd missed, flies didn't grow as large as the object he'd smacked.
Slowly, Jou turned to meet vaguely annoyed gray eyes, and swallowed.
"Oops?"
*~*~*~
Before the first ring faded, Yugi was out the door and zooming expertly down the hall, evading people left and right, jumping over things on the floor, and ducking open locker doors. He didn't bother to stop by his own locker to stash away his books, he didn't have time. After he had realized his feelings for Yami, and had gotten over that tiny fear of him being so quiet and awe inspiring all the time, he'd thought that he would have a whole month, or more to work on them getting together. The situation with Anzu had messed up everything. He loved his friend dearly, but what he felt for Yami was deeper.
Childish impulse made him run faster. Call it a primal instinct, but he wanted to get to Yami before Anzu did. They had both been playing around too much, it was time to start confessing.
*~*~*~
High school was interesting. Or rather, high school in a public facility was interesting, Yami mused silently, as he watched various groups of people walk around him. The final bell had rung a few seconds ago, and thus he found himself leaning casually against the sun warmed stone wall. His last class was Literature, and the exit was right next to it, so he was able to simply take a step out of his own classroom, a turn, and he was outside in the fresh air. It felt incredibly nice to not be crammed into a stuffy room with thirty other kids.
To be truthful, he missed the quiet sessions with Sayeka, then everything moved according to schedule. In the school, it seemed to get louder and more chaotic everyday. And he wasn't even going to start in the rush and human traffic one had to go through to get to their next class.
But strangely, he liked it. But he didn't like it as much as being with Yugi and his friends. That was probably the best thing out of visiting the city. Even Kaiba was fun to be with, though Yami had never even considered saying that before. He grinned faintly to himself. //Correction, it's fun seeing Kaiba and Jou together.\\ Yami snickered. Just the other night, it seemed that all hell would break lose between the two, and in a sudden out- of-character move for him, Jou and turned his back on Kaiba and ignored him for the rest of the night, preferring to talk to Anzu, and anyone else but him. Seto hadn't said anything else during the rest of the time they were together, but the next morning, Yami had noticed hickey marks adorning the younger teen's neck, and a dazed, pleased smile had refused to leave Jou's face.
Then there was Anzu. He supposed that if he had to compare any of the group to Sayeka, she would be the best choice, though more like a modern, twenty- first century version. More brash and playful.
He sighed. He missed Sayeka too. It was odd after a year to not see her in her beautiful, traditional dresses and having her dry sense of humor to bring him down to earth. He pondered. If he left the city, he would miss Yugi and his friends. But now that he was away from home, he missed Sayeka, his grandfather and the dojo. Yami shook his head and rolled his eyes at himself. //Can't have everything.\\
Speaking of things he couldn't have, at least not yet, his thoughts turned to Yugi and the previous night. Yami sighed and ran a hand distractedly through his hair. He hadn't meant to fall asleep, not at all. Now he was curious about what would have affected Yugi so much that he'd be crying.
His hand tightened into a hard fist in reflex, feeling protective over the smaller boy. The one place he couldn't protect him...
Years of training didn't help prepare him for the sudden body mass that slammed head on into his chest, sending both males sprawling awkwardly over the concrete.
Shocked red eyes met a violet gaze.
Yugi gasped for breath.
"I have something to tell you."
*~*~*~
End Chapter
*~*~*~
I am so going to get stoned, aren't I?
Andro