Light Dark
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Four: Fetish
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! You can't sue me cuz I have no money!
Summary: A boy who is hated by his parents, and hunted by Rare Hunters on a nightly basis, flees to Domino City, which he has spent unsuccessful time with Battle City Tournament. Two people he meets changes his life, how he views it, and learns the full meanings of friendship and... love...?
Pairings: OC's yami/OC, Seto/Jonouchi, Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, Marik/Malik Anzu bashing!
"speech" [thoughts] /Hikari to Yami/ //Yami to Hikari// (author notes)
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He strode to painting class, where he knew he would find one person he was bent on either hating for life, or making a decent friend.
Mazaki, Anzu.
He knew her and saw her, but ignored her.
Now, it was time to talk.
***Fifteen minutes before the bell that ends the day***
The teach' had finished yapping long ago. She basically said to just do their thing until they got all their supplies. Some people still were lacking.
He was done and was coming up with new ideas.
Kurohi doodled on lined paper. He had a strong fetish for bishounen. He drew the first person that came to mind: Katsuya Jonouchi!
As he applied the finishing touches, Anzu peeked over his shoulder. "Why are you drawing Jou?"
His lips twitched upward slightly, stifling a small smile. He shrugged.
"It's very well detailed... and how many times have you seen him today?"
"Four times. Once before school, once at third period, and twice during lunch. Not to mention, the fact that I've been here for several weeks and have known him much longer than you."
She ignored the implied tone in his flat voice. "And you have every detail committed to memory, even enough to turn him into an anime character...?"
Another shrug. "I guess.." He abruptly paused and looked her in the eye. "What, am I missing anything? I want to give this to him."
Anzu frowned. "Why not give it to me?"
Silence. [I don't like you much, Anzu. Why would I give such a work of art to a bitch? I've heard that you were a slut, Anzu... and I'm not going to let you get near my heart just so you can break it. I'll act like a friend to you, but that's all.]
"Well?"
"What am I missing?" he asked again, noticeably changing the subject. "Ah! That bit of hair..." He fixed up part of the right side of the drawing's hair. "I'll ink this later.." he muttered, placing the drawing aside. On another sheet, he proceeded to draw a slightly taller person. He sketched out the rough shape of the haircut and fixed up the angles of the body and face. He sketched out a trench coat, leaving all the details gone, and deleted the parts of the body at the legs that were covered. He slightly widened the trench coat's rough outlining near his angled back by about a millimeter.
Anzu knew who he was drawing. "T-that's Seto Kaiba..." she whispered. "What are you doin' drawing KAIBA?!"
Kurohi managed a deadly smirk. "He's cool." [And pretty hot, too.. wait, did I just think that? ...Yes, I did.. holy **SHIT**!!!! I knew I liked guys, but...] "On another topic, you want to see a glimpse of my dueling deck?"
"Ahh, sure."
He rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a wooden box with a magnificent carving of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and another dragon Anzu couldn't place. It was painted, and the other dragon was black with blue eyes... kind of like the Blue-Eyes White Dragon merged with the Red-Eyes Black Dragon.
"Is that other dragon on a Yu-Gi-Oh! card?"
"Yes, actually. I own six.. I never use them, so when I lost in Battle City on the first day, I didn't have to fork them over. Lucky me."
"Smart move. Did Kaiba know you have them?"
"No. I never mentioned having them because they were so rare and I was only in there for fun. I wouldn't have taken anyone's rarest card, no matter HOW tempting... But they.. they took my Seiyaryu and never gave it back! I even said that if I won, I would not take any of his cards!"
"Damn... Seiyaryu, the holy dragon? Where'd you get THAT one?"
"My first booster pack."
"Ah." [Damn. He'd better get that card back. He's pretty cute.. maybe he'll give it to me? Oh, I know..."
[She doesn't seemed concerned about my card or my mental well-being of losing my first rare card...]
"Can you draw me a picture of Yami?"
[Him? That guy she's drooling over? I wouldn't draw him for HER in a millennia!] "Maybe for myself, or for Yugi."
She pouted, which nearly set off Kurohi's GGGSCR - "Gross Girl Gagging System Code Red".
"Pwweeeeeease?"
Kurohi snorted and looked away at the over-sapped sweetness in her voice. "Get yourself a girlfriend or boyfriend that you WON'T dump every hour."
"Oh? And who do YOU like?"
"No one. That's why I don't dump people and take their feelings for granted."
The bell rang, and, with a catlike grace, strode out the door.
***The Park***
[This is kinda like the park me an' Shirokoori went to before we hightailed it.]
Most of them were gathered around a tree. Yami leaned against its base, his hikari perched in his lap. The little light stood up and rushed to his latest friends.
"Kurohi! Shirokoori! You came!" Yugi dashed up to them and grinned. Kurohi's lips twitched upward once, but then were firmly reset.
"Why wouldn't I?"
He uttered fairly sadly, "Saa, if you were too busy..."
(A/N: saa. I'm not really sure on its meaning. I've heard it means, "come on" or "well...". In this case, I'm trying to make it be, "well". Pronounced: sah-ah.)
He shook his head and smiled slightly - just a small up-turning of the right side of his lips. He shoved his hands into his pockets. "Iie. I wasn't busy. I finished my work in class and am clear for this weekend."
(A/N: iie. Means "No!". In this case, I mean for it to be calm. Pronounced: ee-ee-eh.)
Against all odds, Yugi's grin just got bigger. "That's GREAT! Maybe you could help Jou and Honda with THEIR homework!"
The light brunette/platinum-haired boy frowned. "One of the mandatory things is to focus on the teacher and another one is to not think about the opposite, or same- gender, as it tends to become a distraction. I failed a test doing that once."
Everyone had a laugh.
"Yeah, yeah!" exclaimed Kurohi, loosening up quickly. He strode near them slowly. "Although this may sound weird, I was thinking of..." He paused dramatically and finished walking to the group, Yugi leading him by now. When they reached the group, he leaned forward and whispered, "Someone I like in *black leather* with a whip and a container of chocolate syrup!!" His grin became wicked. "Although, before that, I used to think of girls with shear skirts and *no* panties!"
The group burst into a lot of laughter. Jou and Honda loved this guy! He was *PURE. BOY. HILARIOUS!*
Shirokoori was leaning against the tree next to Yami. He spoke up. "I'd hate to interrupt your... 'mature' thoughts, but why are me an' my hikari here other than to socialize?"
"If there are only seven Sennen artifacts, how can there be an eighth?"
The yami shook his head. "I see what you mean. You are correct. There ARE only SEVEN Sennen Items. Mine and my hikari's Seikinen Armlet are just one of five. They are the Armlet, two Swords - Sword of Light and Sword of Dark -, Earring, and Shield. The Armlet and Shield are for defense. The Earring can cast powerful shadow and light magic, and has access to the shadow realm and its games. The Sword can cut nearly anything in two, and, if it falls into the wrong hands, the one who shouldn't have it becomes cursed until they give it up and stay away from it for the rest of their life. The curse is a demon that lives inside, and his name is Yari. There was a friend of mine that had this curse, his name was Lance. He had the demon exorcised, but then Yari became Lance's Yami as long as he held the other sword - the Sword of Light."
He took a breath. "Any questions?"
"You sound like the PE teacher!" chirped Yugi, giggling. "Anyway, do you remember your life before becoming a spirit?"
The lad nodded. "Yes, actually. Before I was sealed away, I had a crush Yami, here." He grinned and flicked his gaze to his hikari, who had sprawled spread-eagle against the grass, tail swishing between and a few feet past his spread legs. //But I love my hikari more, Yami. He just doesn't recognize my feelings.// he "said" to the Pharaoh who sat next to him.
//With the way he acts, he might or might not realize it. He's smart, isn't he?//
Shirokoori nodded imperceptibly. //I give him credit for that, but I'm not sure he's smart about love......... He's known pain all his life... what with all those beatings from his parents... Even I bear some scars from all of it.// He casually pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt and rubbed his left shoulder. Some dark, cross-shaped scars went down to his elbow. The sleeve fell back into place shortly after.
Jou managed to see it, too. "Where'd you get those scars, Shirokoori?"
Kurohi woke up from his thoughts with a drowsy sigh. "My parents beat us up. What of it? We have different scars and have been bitched at about 'where my scars went' when we mind shuffle every now and again like Yugi and Yami did in Duelist Kingdom."
"No wonder you said you left your home!"
Kurohi sat up and nodded. "Yes. I couldn't take it anymore. But at the time, Shirokoori was in charge because of my fatigue."
"Oh! Remember that same night when I flung a few Rare Hunters below my record of five blocks? It was one block short of one house and half a sidewalk tile!" He grinned. "Anyone wanna see it?"
They nodded eagerly, and the third eye opened.
***Projected Memory***
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...~!!!!" Two voices melded into one as they were flung far, far away. They landed with an "oomph!" sound and then the memory faded out.
***End Memory***
Shirokoori grinned. "I guess I was so concerned about my aibou's well-being I didn't break my record! Oh well!" He sensed surprise through their link and mentally smiled even wider.
"Say, Yugi, can we please stay at your place? No offense, Jou..." said Kurohi.
Jou waved him off. "M' Pops doesn't like visitors, anyway. He's horrible even when he's sober."
Kurohi nodded in understanding. "So, Yugi, may we?"
"Let me ask my grandpa. You may come with, if you like."
The boy nodded again. "I'd love to meet your grandfather."
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Most of this chapter was pre-typed but I screwed up. This was going to be last chapter but I remembered Kurohi had PE first before Painting. ^_^
Finished 6/13/03
Translations added/mild revisions: 7/6/03
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Four: Fetish
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! You can't sue me cuz I have no money!
Summary: A boy who is hated by his parents, and hunted by Rare Hunters on a nightly basis, flees to Domino City, which he has spent unsuccessful time with Battle City Tournament. Two people he meets changes his life, how he views it, and learns the full meanings of friendship and... love...?
Pairings: OC's yami/OC, Seto/Jonouchi, Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, Marik/Malik Anzu bashing!
"speech" [thoughts] /Hikari to Yami/ //Yami to Hikari// (author notes)
***********************************************
He strode to painting class, where he knew he would find one person he was bent on either hating for life, or making a decent friend.
Mazaki, Anzu.
He knew her and saw her, but ignored her.
Now, it was time to talk.
***Fifteen minutes before the bell that ends the day***
The teach' had finished yapping long ago. She basically said to just do their thing until they got all their supplies. Some people still were lacking.
He was done and was coming up with new ideas.
Kurohi doodled on lined paper. He had a strong fetish for bishounen. He drew the first person that came to mind: Katsuya Jonouchi!
As he applied the finishing touches, Anzu peeked over his shoulder. "Why are you drawing Jou?"
His lips twitched upward slightly, stifling a small smile. He shrugged.
"It's very well detailed... and how many times have you seen him today?"
"Four times. Once before school, once at third period, and twice during lunch. Not to mention, the fact that I've been here for several weeks and have known him much longer than you."
She ignored the implied tone in his flat voice. "And you have every detail committed to memory, even enough to turn him into an anime character...?"
Another shrug. "I guess.." He abruptly paused and looked her in the eye. "What, am I missing anything? I want to give this to him."
Anzu frowned. "Why not give it to me?"
Silence. [I don't like you much, Anzu. Why would I give such a work of art to a bitch? I've heard that you were a slut, Anzu... and I'm not going to let you get near my heart just so you can break it. I'll act like a friend to you, but that's all.]
"Well?"
"What am I missing?" he asked again, noticeably changing the subject. "Ah! That bit of hair..." He fixed up part of the right side of the drawing's hair. "I'll ink this later.." he muttered, placing the drawing aside. On another sheet, he proceeded to draw a slightly taller person. He sketched out the rough shape of the haircut and fixed up the angles of the body and face. He sketched out a trench coat, leaving all the details gone, and deleted the parts of the body at the legs that were covered. He slightly widened the trench coat's rough outlining near his angled back by about a millimeter.
Anzu knew who he was drawing. "T-that's Seto Kaiba..." she whispered. "What are you doin' drawing KAIBA?!"
Kurohi managed a deadly smirk. "He's cool." [And pretty hot, too.. wait, did I just think that? ...Yes, I did.. holy **SHIT**!!!! I knew I liked guys, but...] "On another topic, you want to see a glimpse of my dueling deck?"
"Ahh, sure."
He rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a wooden box with a magnificent carving of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon and another dragon Anzu couldn't place. It was painted, and the other dragon was black with blue eyes... kind of like the Blue-Eyes White Dragon merged with the Red-Eyes Black Dragon.
"Is that other dragon on a Yu-Gi-Oh! card?"
"Yes, actually. I own six.. I never use them, so when I lost in Battle City on the first day, I didn't have to fork them over. Lucky me."
"Smart move. Did Kaiba know you have them?"
"No. I never mentioned having them because they were so rare and I was only in there for fun. I wouldn't have taken anyone's rarest card, no matter HOW tempting... But they.. they took my Seiyaryu and never gave it back! I even said that if I won, I would not take any of his cards!"
"Damn... Seiyaryu, the holy dragon? Where'd you get THAT one?"
"My first booster pack."
"Ah." [Damn. He'd better get that card back. He's pretty cute.. maybe he'll give it to me? Oh, I know..."
[She doesn't seemed concerned about my card or my mental well-being of losing my first rare card...]
"Can you draw me a picture of Yami?"
[Him? That guy she's drooling over? I wouldn't draw him for HER in a millennia!] "Maybe for myself, or for Yugi."
She pouted, which nearly set off Kurohi's GGGSCR - "Gross Girl Gagging System Code Red".
"Pwweeeeeease?"
Kurohi snorted and looked away at the over-sapped sweetness in her voice. "Get yourself a girlfriend or boyfriend that you WON'T dump every hour."
"Oh? And who do YOU like?"
"No one. That's why I don't dump people and take their feelings for granted."
The bell rang, and, with a catlike grace, strode out the door.
***The Park***
[This is kinda like the park me an' Shirokoori went to before we hightailed it.]
Most of them were gathered around a tree. Yami leaned against its base, his hikari perched in his lap. The little light stood up and rushed to his latest friends.
"Kurohi! Shirokoori! You came!" Yugi dashed up to them and grinned. Kurohi's lips twitched upward once, but then were firmly reset.
"Why wouldn't I?"
He uttered fairly sadly, "Saa, if you were too busy..."
(A/N: saa. I'm not really sure on its meaning. I've heard it means, "come on" or "well...". In this case, I'm trying to make it be, "well". Pronounced: sah-ah.)
He shook his head and smiled slightly - just a small up-turning of the right side of his lips. He shoved his hands into his pockets. "Iie. I wasn't busy. I finished my work in class and am clear for this weekend."
(A/N: iie. Means "No!". In this case, I mean for it to be calm. Pronounced: ee-ee-eh.)
Against all odds, Yugi's grin just got bigger. "That's GREAT! Maybe you could help Jou and Honda with THEIR homework!"
The light brunette/platinum-haired boy frowned. "One of the mandatory things is to focus on the teacher and another one is to not think about the opposite, or same- gender, as it tends to become a distraction. I failed a test doing that once."
Everyone had a laugh.
"Yeah, yeah!" exclaimed Kurohi, loosening up quickly. He strode near them slowly. "Although this may sound weird, I was thinking of..." He paused dramatically and finished walking to the group, Yugi leading him by now. When they reached the group, he leaned forward and whispered, "Someone I like in *black leather* with a whip and a container of chocolate syrup!!" His grin became wicked. "Although, before that, I used to think of girls with shear skirts and *no* panties!"
The group burst into a lot of laughter. Jou and Honda loved this guy! He was *PURE. BOY. HILARIOUS!*
Shirokoori was leaning against the tree next to Yami. He spoke up. "I'd hate to interrupt your... 'mature' thoughts, but why are me an' my hikari here other than to socialize?"
"If there are only seven Sennen artifacts, how can there be an eighth?"
The yami shook his head. "I see what you mean. You are correct. There ARE only SEVEN Sennen Items. Mine and my hikari's Seikinen Armlet are just one of five. They are the Armlet, two Swords - Sword of Light and Sword of Dark -, Earring, and Shield. The Armlet and Shield are for defense. The Earring can cast powerful shadow and light magic, and has access to the shadow realm and its games. The Sword can cut nearly anything in two, and, if it falls into the wrong hands, the one who shouldn't have it becomes cursed until they give it up and stay away from it for the rest of their life. The curse is a demon that lives inside, and his name is Yari. There was a friend of mine that had this curse, his name was Lance. He had the demon exorcised, but then Yari became Lance's Yami as long as he held the other sword - the Sword of Light."
He took a breath. "Any questions?"
"You sound like the PE teacher!" chirped Yugi, giggling. "Anyway, do you remember your life before becoming a spirit?"
The lad nodded. "Yes, actually. Before I was sealed away, I had a crush Yami, here." He grinned and flicked his gaze to his hikari, who had sprawled spread-eagle against the grass, tail swishing between and a few feet past his spread legs. //But I love my hikari more, Yami. He just doesn't recognize my feelings.// he "said" to the Pharaoh who sat next to him.
//With the way he acts, he might or might not realize it. He's smart, isn't he?//
Shirokoori nodded imperceptibly. //I give him credit for that, but I'm not sure he's smart about love......... He's known pain all his life... what with all those beatings from his parents... Even I bear some scars from all of it.// He casually pulled up the sleeve of his t-shirt and rubbed his left shoulder. Some dark, cross-shaped scars went down to his elbow. The sleeve fell back into place shortly after.
Jou managed to see it, too. "Where'd you get those scars, Shirokoori?"
Kurohi woke up from his thoughts with a drowsy sigh. "My parents beat us up. What of it? We have different scars and have been bitched at about 'where my scars went' when we mind shuffle every now and again like Yugi and Yami did in Duelist Kingdom."
"No wonder you said you left your home!"
Kurohi sat up and nodded. "Yes. I couldn't take it anymore. But at the time, Shirokoori was in charge because of my fatigue."
"Oh! Remember that same night when I flung a few Rare Hunters below my record of five blocks? It was one block short of one house and half a sidewalk tile!" He grinned. "Anyone wanna see it?"
They nodded eagerly, and the third eye opened.
***Projected Memory***
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...~!!!!" Two voices melded into one as they were flung far, far away. They landed with an "oomph!" sound and then the memory faded out.
***End Memory***
Shirokoori grinned. "I guess I was so concerned about my aibou's well-being I didn't break my record! Oh well!" He sensed surprise through their link and mentally smiled even wider.
"Say, Yugi, can we please stay at your place? No offense, Jou..." said Kurohi.
Jou waved him off. "M' Pops doesn't like visitors, anyway. He's horrible even when he's sober."
Kurohi nodded in understanding. "So, Yugi, may we?"
"Let me ask my grandpa. You may come with, if you like."
The boy nodded again. "I'd love to meet your grandfather."
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Most of this chapter was pre-typed but I screwed up. This was going to be last chapter but I remembered Kurohi had PE first before Painting. ^_^
Finished 6/13/03
Translations added/mild revisions: 7/6/03