Pain
The Dress!! (dum dum duh!!!)
Yami spins around, looking at himself in the full length mirror . His entirely blonde hair reaching his mid-back, falling into his eyes. He's modeling off a dress, for the wedding with him and Seto, no doubt. Seto had won, Yami had to wear the dress. Thankfully, Seto knew his tastes. Yami laughs at the memory when Seto had gotten the dress for him.
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"Hey, Seto!! Why do I have to wear the dress. You would look better. Besides, you practically wear a dress with that long jacket of yours!" Yami says, eyeing the dress Seto had gotten without Yami knowing. The dress did look like something he'd wear, he admitted to himself. It was long. Very long. Sequens and beads were sown into it very neatly, beautifully. They formed the picture, or as close to a picture as you could get, of a pheonix, flying around what seemed to be cherry blossoms. The trumpet sleeves came to his fingertips, then laced to about three inches past. "I guess I'll wear it. Besides, it'd be too short for you." 'So, this is actually happening. I never thought this would happen.'
Seto stands there looking Yami over. He begins to circle him, then stops in front of him, saying, "We will need to do something else with your hair." Yami looks up at him, surprise radiating from him. "Hmm.. Obviously you dye it, and use a huge amount to gel to keep it up during every duel, so it shouldn't be that hard to style." He grabs Yami, pulling him to the bathroom.
Yami absently plays with a stray piece of his soon-to-be 'styled' hair, trying to imagine what Seto had in mind. (Picture Yami with Seto's hair. AHH!) Suddenly, Seto picks him up, and strips him down in the bath tub as cold water sprays down on him. Yami shivers, and his teeth momentarily chatters. "Yami, is the dye permenent?" Yami shakes his head the best he can. "Good, we can wash it out then. Come to think of it, I've never seen you with no black/red in your hair." He begins to vigorusly rub Yami's head, trying to get the dye out of his hair. Yami sees the black and red dye flow out of his hair, revealing pure blonde. He scratches his head. It seemed strange to have no gel in his hair. Strange enough not to have it sticking straight up! After a few minuets of indulgence, Yami finally is able to get out, allowing Seto to brush his hair. Seto bends down, wrapping his arms around the wet Yami, whispering softly in the other boys ear, "I love you Yami.", then goes back to brushing the blonde mass.
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Seto watches Yami. He could barely wait for the wedding, which was next week. So much to do, so many people that would, and wouldn't come. Seto was almost positive Jonouchi, Honda, and Anzu wouldn't come. Mokuba was the ring bearer. (How cute!) Seto wasn't sure if Yami's/Yugi's Jiikan even knew, so he ruled him out. There was a few others he knew would come, out of will. He shrugs. If they want to come, they'll come. We'll be married no matter if the priest, and Mokuba are the only ones that are there. But really, the thought almost saddened him. No one coming to the wedding. How sad that would be. He pushes aside the feeling. Not enough time to be sad. He was marrying the person he knew loved him. The one who would always be there.
Yami notices Seto leaving, from watching him, he thinks. Well, Seto had a lot of things to do befor the wedding. Yami chuckles in anticipation. How long he had waited for this. Of course, he never imagined he'd be marrying Seto Kaiba, of all people, but, he was no longer waiting for that special someone. He had found that someone. Whom he could love with no regrets, with all his heart. Whom he knew loved him back, with equal, maybe more, love. He smiles, barely reaching his ears, as he spins, throwing his hands in the air. Next Thursday would be most wonderful, out of wonderful, day.
Fushigi- Ok, so I promised this would be a long chappie, and it isn't. I didn't think I would have this chapter, so you'll have to wait till I come up with the wedding, after the next chapter, which was the one that inspiered this story, that went in a totally different direction then I expected. So I came up with a new name, and I like it!!
Yu-Gi-Oh! does not belong to me!! There, happy! Disclaimer is done!
The Dress!! (dum dum duh!!!)
Yami spins around, looking at himself in the full length mirror . His entirely blonde hair reaching his mid-back, falling into his eyes. He's modeling off a dress, for the wedding with him and Seto, no doubt. Seto had won, Yami had to wear the dress. Thankfully, Seto knew his tastes. Yami laughs at the memory when Seto had gotten the dress for him.
~~*~~
"Hey, Seto!! Why do I have to wear the dress. You would look better. Besides, you practically wear a dress with that long jacket of yours!" Yami says, eyeing the dress Seto had gotten without Yami knowing. The dress did look like something he'd wear, he admitted to himself. It was long. Very long. Sequens and beads were sown into it very neatly, beautifully. They formed the picture, or as close to a picture as you could get, of a pheonix, flying around what seemed to be cherry blossoms. The trumpet sleeves came to his fingertips, then laced to about three inches past. "I guess I'll wear it. Besides, it'd be too short for you." 'So, this is actually happening. I never thought this would happen.'
Seto stands there looking Yami over. He begins to circle him, then stops in front of him, saying, "We will need to do something else with your hair." Yami looks up at him, surprise radiating from him. "Hmm.. Obviously you dye it, and use a huge amount to gel to keep it up during every duel, so it shouldn't be that hard to style." He grabs Yami, pulling him to the bathroom.
Yami absently plays with a stray piece of his soon-to-be 'styled' hair, trying to imagine what Seto had in mind. (Picture Yami with Seto's hair. AHH!) Suddenly, Seto picks him up, and strips him down in the bath tub as cold water sprays down on him. Yami shivers, and his teeth momentarily chatters. "Yami, is the dye permenent?" Yami shakes his head the best he can. "Good, we can wash it out then. Come to think of it, I've never seen you with no black/red in your hair." He begins to vigorusly rub Yami's head, trying to get the dye out of his hair. Yami sees the black and red dye flow out of his hair, revealing pure blonde. He scratches his head. It seemed strange to have no gel in his hair. Strange enough not to have it sticking straight up! After a few minuets of indulgence, Yami finally is able to get out, allowing Seto to brush his hair. Seto bends down, wrapping his arms around the wet Yami, whispering softly in the other boys ear, "I love you Yami.", then goes back to brushing the blonde mass.
~~*~~
Seto watches Yami. He could barely wait for the wedding, which was next week. So much to do, so many people that would, and wouldn't come. Seto was almost positive Jonouchi, Honda, and Anzu wouldn't come. Mokuba was the ring bearer. (How cute!) Seto wasn't sure if Yami's/Yugi's Jiikan even knew, so he ruled him out. There was a few others he knew would come, out of will. He shrugs. If they want to come, they'll come. We'll be married no matter if the priest, and Mokuba are the only ones that are there. But really, the thought almost saddened him. No one coming to the wedding. How sad that would be. He pushes aside the feeling. Not enough time to be sad. He was marrying the person he knew loved him. The one who would always be there.
Yami notices Seto leaving, from watching him, he thinks. Well, Seto had a lot of things to do befor the wedding. Yami chuckles in anticipation. How long he had waited for this. Of course, he never imagined he'd be marrying Seto Kaiba, of all people, but, he was no longer waiting for that special someone. He had found that someone. Whom he could love with no regrets, with all his heart. Whom he knew loved him back, with equal, maybe more, love. He smiles, barely reaching his ears, as he spins, throwing his hands in the air. Next Thursday would be most wonderful, out of wonderful, day.
Fushigi- Ok, so I promised this would be a long chappie, and it isn't. I didn't think I would have this chapter, so you'll have to wait till I come up with the wedding, after the next chapter, which was the one that inspiered this story, that went in a totally different direction then I expected. So I came up with a new name, and I like it!!
Yu-Gi-Oh! does not belong to me!! There, happy! Disclaimer is done!