Light Dark
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Six: Demi Confrontations & The Arcade!
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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Kurohi's eyes fluttered open and met the usual sight of his soul room's gray ceiling. Nevertheless, a questioning sound erupted from his throat and sat up. He rubbed his head with one hand, one eye closing at the closeness of the limb to his left eye.
[I must have passed out again. I wonder what time it is?]
"Aibou, are you awake?"
The boy nodded and sat on the edge of the bed, resting his knees on his thighs and clasping his hands together. "Yeah. What time is it?"
"Aaaaaahh... it's seven in the morning."
Again, that noise, but it sounded more like a statement.
"Anyway, light, I need to talk to you. Could you let me in?"
"I think it's unlocked. Come on in."
His darkness pulled open the door and let his gaze wander around. Things changed greatly since the last time he went in there. For one thing, it was much lighter then than now. The yami's light often tried to compete with his hikari's light, as they were both vibrant in their carefree, joyful natures.
Then, somehow, his hikari changed. He stopped using his yami's nickname and forbade him from coming into his soul room. Conversations were short and without interest in topic.
"Well? Didn't you need to talk to me?"
Blinking out of his thoughts, the dark one nodded. "Yeah, actually. Kurohi..." He took a step forward, stopped, and blinked with a slight frown.
What was this - his darkness acting nervously? "Yami, you okay?"
The taller one scratched the back of his head. "H-hikari, what do..."
Kurohi blinked slowly and cocked his head to one side. [What is bothering you so much?]
"...you think of me?"
"What do... *I* think...?" he leaned back and let his head roll back enough to see the ceiling. Shirokoori found himself staring at that pale throat. "...By the way you asked, you want a truthful answer. I admit, I like you," he said slowly. He pulled his head back to look at his yami square in the eye.
[That kiss threw me into a sea of confusion. I like you, but do I.. love you?]
Shirokoori saw the bewilderment trying to fight its way out of his light's eyes. Why did he always have to board himself up all the time?
"Light, you're confused, aren't you?"
The boy blinked, eyes gone wide. He looked away with a frown.
"It's okay to feel emotion, light. You're the one who taught me that, after all. Remember how stubborn *I* was?"
Kurohi nodded once, eyes relaxing again. Yes, he remembered very well. He dared to tread into Shirokoori's soul room and... **talk to him.**
His eyes widened again. He whispered, "Y-yami.."
"Hikari?" He frowned slightly and felt strong arms around his back. "Kurohi.."
He received no reply. The arms around him tightened, and he wrapped his arms around his light's waist. He rested his head against his light's shoulder. A dampness soaked through his shirt and touched his skin lightly.
"Light, are you okay?"
No verbal response, but the grip on him tightened slightly.
"Please, talk to me..." His head left his hikari's shoulder, but still remained bowed. Kurohi looked up, moist eyes reflecting slightly in the dim light. The shorter one inched his face forward and pressed his soft lips to the dark one's, who was taken aback with a muffled sound of surprise. The shorter one's tongue ran gently across his yami's lips, asking entrance. The gold-eyed yami accepted the unspoken question and a soft growl let itself loose as he felt that warm, wet appendage trace across every part of his hot cavern. He "fought" with the invading muscle, causing his light to purr like a feline.
Shirokoori led his light to the bed, still kissing him feverishly, and let his light lie down on the soft material, letting himself rest just barely atop the other one. He drew back from the kiss and rested his head at the juncture of his hikari's neck and shoulder. The dark one fought for his control, which wasn't aided at how his light tugged at his shirt every few seconds.
"Hikari... if you don't... stop that... I won't..."
"What if I don't care?"
The yami chuckled, and licked the sensitive area where his head rested at, reveling at the soft gasp that was released, and leaned back up. "I'm... serious. I won't be... able to stop myself...... I might... hurt you..."
Blue eyes blinked at gold. He opened his mouth to reply-
"Kurohi! Shirokoori! Time to get up~!"
Kurohi fled his soul room, and came to on Yugi's bed. He opened his eyes and walked downstairs, rubbing the sleep out of them as he did so. He yawned and grumbled, "Who wakes up at sevenish in the morning on a weekend, anyway?"
"Glad you're up, Kurohi! How're ya feelin'?"
Kurohi yawned again and replied, "Better. Why wake us up so early? It's only.. what.." He glanced at the clock. "Ten after seven? What is it you have planned?"
"Everyone's going to the arcade! Y'wanna come?"
"Actually, I have a better idea... or at least for after we go to the arcade. Do you know anyone who has a PS2?"
"Um, I think Honda and Kaiba do, but Kaiba might be out of the question. Why?"
The hikari's face brightened, and he flitted up the stairs. He came down the stairs after a few seconds. He held a CD case under one arm. He unzipped it and exposed its contents. Yugi chuckled to hide a gasp.
"So many games! Oi! Is that a music CD there..?"
"Yep! Those're all my CDs! I was fortunate that I had stashed my CDs into my bag earlier the day I left home." He grinned. "Anyway, could you go into detail about what time we're leaving?"
~POV Switch~
"So, did you get to talk to him?"
"Your hikari interrupted, but I think there's progress." [Yes, there's definitely progress...]
"Good. Maybe you won't drain so much of your hikari's energy next time, and I'll try to keep Yugi distracted."
Shirokoori snorted. "I have all of today and maybe tomorrow morning. Those Rare Hunters have some sort of lock on us. To be honest, I don't think we can afford endangering you all with us staying here."
"As much as I hate to say it, why don't you stay at Kaiba's? He claims to have state-of-the-art surveillance and alarm systems."
He snapped his fingers. "Oh, yeah! To be honest, he likes my hikari, but not me." He grinned anyway.
"Yes, but unlike you, he can't stand Yugi and I - not necessarily in that order."
"Yami! Shirokoori! We're leaving!!"
Shirokoori rolled his eyes and marched down the stairs, followed by the other darkness.
***
Kurohi and Jou played air hockey nearby. Hitting the puck over to one side, and nearly reaching the goal, he asked, "So, who's place d'ya think we should take my PS2 games over to? Honda or Kaiba's?"
"Kaiba's. After all, he DOES have that little brother of his - Mokuba. He's really good at games. Not only that, he'd immediately give in fer a chance ta see me."
Kurohi nodded and blocked the puck with his marker (A/N: No! Not the one you write with!) and reprisaled just as quickly. Jou was NOT one to be caught unawares, and blocked again. "Tell me, what kind of games does Mokuba play?"
"Ah, fightin', racin', RPGs, action, ya name it."
"How 'bout puzzle and those "breeder" games like Dragon Seeds and Monster Rancher?"
"Ya have those oldies? I heard that they got pretty poor ratin's in America."
"Yeah. I lived there for a while. They gave Dragon Seeds a two outta five, and Monster Rancher from three to four outta five."
"Huh."
They played like that for a while. Jou managed a small lead, but Kurohi eventually caught up and surpassed it. They played to twenty points, and the score was 20 to 19 - in Kurohi's favor. The game ended and Kurohi's eyes brightened slightly. "Good game."
"Ya weren't so bad yerself. Up to another round?"
He blinked. "Sure!" He threw in the coins and started up another game.
~POV Switch~
Yugi and Yami were playing some sort of fighting game. Yami was playing as some sort of wolf man, and Yugi played as a female "kitten". The wolf flipped backward to the cages of the ring, and vaulted right at the cat. The cat blocked and unleashed a five-hit combo, ending in a high-up uppercut with her half-formed claws.
The 5000-year-old Pharaoh used this opportunity to hit the triangle button as soon as the cat landed, to grab the cat by the throat, fling it around some, and sent it flying over his head. He turned around, and slashed at the cat's head for emphasis to STAY DOWN.
The cat kicked him in the face as she rose but had to immediately block for fear of the wolf wanting to bite into her throat again. She grabbed him in turn and jumped on his head. She kicked her way off and went mewing in the opposite direction.
The wolf charged and growled as he flopped feet-first onto the cat's double- jointed legs, landing on his back. The kitten screeched one last time before falling into a KO.
The whole battle only lasted forty-five seconds, but was described in the remaining 12 seconds of a sixty-second match.
Yugi gave up. "You've beaten me for the fifth time!"
"Yes, but it was always a close one. Did you see how far you knocked my health-bar down? I was almost out of beast form, too!"
Yugi glanced at his watch. "Almost time for us to go. Let's round up everyone."
~POV Switch~
Kurohi looked up as he saw tired-looking Yugi approach. He missed the block and immediately lost for the last point, as the game was tied 19 to 19 until he looked up. "You just looked like you were having a struggle fighting against a tough opponent in the fighting game."
"Yeah. How'j'ya know?"
"First of all, what game was it?"
"Bloody Roar 3."
"I own that game. No wonder. Ahh, you were fighting Uranus? Kohryu?"
Yugi shook his head. "I was fighting Yami. He was a wolf, I was a half- formed cat."
"Ah, Yugo versus Uriko... the boxer versus the Kenpo pupil of Long the Tiger..."
Yugi blinked.
"My life revolved around that game until I was forbidden to play it because my parents said I had too much time to play them. Then again, I got straight A's and only played when I was done. I kept my room clean and kept my temper in check as much as I could... but I don't know what was up their butts when they told me that. My abilities have rusted, but I still remember most of the moves."
"Anyway, Kurohi, Jou, could you guys wait here while I round up everyone else?"
"Nah. We'll help. It wouldn't do any of us any good if everyone was still split up."
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Finished: 6/17/03
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Six: Demi Confrontations & The Arcade!
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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Kurohi's eyes fluttered open and met the usual sight of his soul room's gray ceiling. Nevertheless, a questioning sound erupted from his throat and sat up. He rubbed his head with one hand, one eye closing at the closeness of the limb to his left eye.
[I must have passed out again. I wonder what time it is?]
"Aibou, are you awake?"
The boy nodded and sat on the edge of the bed, resting his knees on his thighs and clasping his hands together. "Yeah. What time is it?"
"Aaaaaahh... it's seven in the morning."
Again, that noise, but it sounded more like a statement.
"Anyway, light, I need to talk to you. Could you let me in?"
"I think it's unlocked. Come on in."
His darkness pulled open the door and let his gaze wander around. Things changed greatly since the last time he went in there. For one thing, it was much lighter then than now. The yami's light often tried to compete with his hikari's light, as they were both vibrant in their carefree, joyful natures.
Then, somehow, his hikari changed. He stopped using his yami's nickname and forbade him from coming into his soul room. Conversations were short and without interest in topic.
"Well? Didn't you need to talk to me?"
Blinking out of his thoughts, the dark one nodded. "Yeah, actually. Kurohi..." He took a step forward, stopped, and blinked with a slight frown.
What was this - his darkness acting nervously? "Yami, you okay?"
The taller one scratched the back of his head. "H-hikari, what do..."
Kurohi blinked slowly and cocked his head to one side. [What is bothering you so much?]
"...you think of me?"
"What do... *I* think...?" he leaned back and let his head roll back enough to see the ceiling. Shirokoori found himself staring at that pale throat. "...By the way you asked, you want a truthful answer. I admit, I like you," he said slowly. He pulled his head back to look at his yami square in the eye.
[That kiss threw me into a sea of confusion. I like you, but do I.. love you?]
Shirokoori saw the bewilderment trying to fight its way out of his light's eyes. Why did he always have to board himself up all the time?
"Light, you're confused, aren't you?"
The boy blinked, eyes gone wide. He looked away with a frown.
"It's okay to feel emotion, light. You're the one who taught me that, after all. Remember how stubborn *I* was?"
Kurohi nodded once, eyes relaxing again. Yes, he remembered very well. He dared to tread into Shirokoori's soul room and... **talk to him.**
His eyes widened again. He whispered, "Y-yami.."
"Hikari?" He frowned slightly and felt strong arms around his back. "Kurohi.."
He received no reply. The arms around him tightened, and he wrapped his arms around his light's waist. He rested his head against his light's shoulder. A dampness soaked through his shirt and touched his skin lightly.
"Light, are you okay?"
No verbal response, but the grip on him tightened slightly.
"Please, talk to me..." His head left his hikari's shoulder, but still remained bowed. Kurohi looked up, moist eyes reflecting slightly in the dim light. The shorter one inched his face forward and pressed his soft lips to the dark one's, who was taken aback with a muffled sound of surprise. The shorter one's tongue ran gently across his yami's lips, asking entrance. The gold-eyed yami accepted the unspoken question and a soft growl let itself loose as he felt that warm, wet appendage trace across every part of his hot cavern. He "fought" with the invading muscle, causing his light to purr like a feline.
Shirokoori led his light to the bed, still kissing him feverishly, and let his light lie down on the soft material, letting himself rest just barely atop the other one. He drew back from the kiss and rested his head at the juncture of his hikari's neck and shoulder. The dark one fought for his control, which wasn't aided at how his light tugged at his shirt every few seconds.
"Hikari... if you don't... stop that... I won't..."
"What if I don't care?"
The yami chuckled, and licked the sensitive area where his head rested at, reveling at the soft gasp that was released, and leaned back up. "I'm... serious. I won't be... able to stop myself...... I might... hurt you..."
Blue eyes blinked at gold. He opened his mouth to reply-
"Kurohi! Shirokoori! Time to get up~!"
Kurohi fled his soul room, and came to on Yugi's bed. He opened his eyes and walked downstairs, rubbing the sleep out of them as he did so. He yawned and grumbled, "Who wakes up at sevenish in the morning on a weekend, anyway?"
"Glad you're up, Kurohi! How're ya feelin'?"
Kurohi yawned again and replied, "Better. Why wake us up so early? It's only.. what.." He glanced at the clock. "Ten after seven? What is it you have planned?"
"Everyone's going to the arcade! Y'wanna come?"
"Actually, I have a better idea... or at least for after we go to the arcade. Do you know anyone who has a PS2?"
"Um, I think Honda and Kaiba do, but Kaiba might be out of the question. Why?"
The hikari's face brightened, and he flitted up the stairs. He came down the stairs after a few seconds. He held a CD case under one arm. He unzipped it and exposed its contents. Yugi chuckled to hide a gasp.
"So many games! Oi! Is that a music CD there..?"
"Yep! Those're all my CDs! I was fortunate that I had stashed my CDs into my bag earlier the day I left home." He grinned. "Anyway, could you go into detail about what time we're leaving?"
~POV Switch~
"So, did you get to talk to him?"
"Your hikari interrupted, but I think there's progress." [Yes, there's definitely progress...]
"Good. Maybe you won't drain so much of your hikari's energy next time, and I'll try to keep Yugi distracted."
Shirokoori snorted. "I have all of today and maybe tomorrow morning. Those Rare Hunters have some sort of lock on us. To be honest, I don't think we can afford endangering you all with us staying here."
"As much as I hate to say it, why don't you stay at Kaiba's? He claims to have state-of-the-art surveillance and alarm systems."
He snapped his fingers. "Oh, yeah! To be honest, he likes my hikari, but not me." He grinned anyway.
"Yes, but unlike you, he can't stand Yugi and I - not necessarily in that order."
"Yami! Shirokoori! We're leaving!!"
Shirokoori rolled his eyes and marched down the stairs, followed by the other darkness.
***
Kurohi and Jou played air hockey nearby. Hitting the puck over to one side, and nearly reaching the goal, he asked, "So, who's place d'ya think we should take my PS2 games over to? Honda or Kaiba's?"
"Kaiba's. After all, he DOES have that little brother of his - Mokuba. He's really good at games. Not only that, he'd immediately give in fer a chance ta see me."
Kurohi nodded and blocked the puck with his marker (A/N: No! Not the one you write with!) and reprisaled just as quickly. Jou was NOT one to be caught unawares, and blocked again. "Tell me, what kind of games does Mokuba play?"
"Ah, fightin', racin', RPGs, action, ya name it."
"How 'bout puzzle and those "breeder" games like Dragon Seeds and Monster Rancher?"
"Ya have those oldies? I heard that they got pretty poor ratin's in America."
"Yeah. I lived there for a while. They gave Dragon Seeds a two outta five, and Monster Rancher from three to four outta five."
"Huh."
They played like that for a while. Jou managed a small lead, but Kurohi eventually caught up and surpassed it. They played to twenty points, and the score was 20 to 19 - in Kurohi's favor. The game ended and Kurohi's eyes brightened slightly. "Good game."
"Ya weren't so bad yerself. Up to another round?"
He blinked. "Sure!" He threw in the coins and started up another game.
~POV Switch~
Yugi and Yami were playing some sort of fighting game. Yami was playing as some sort of wolf man, and Yugi played as a female "kitten". The wolf flipped backward to the cages of the ring, and vaulted right at the cat. The cat blocked and unleashed a five-hit combo, ending in a high-up uppercut with her half-formed claws.
The 5000-year-old Pharaoh used this opportunity to hit the triangle button as soon as the cat landed, to grab the cat by the throat, fling it around some, and sent it flying over his head. He turned around, and slashed at the cat's head for emphasis to STAY DOWN.
The cat kicked him in the face as she rose but had to immediately block for fear of the wolf wanting to bite into her throat again. She grabbed him in turn and jumped on his head. She kicked her way off and went mewing in the opposite direction.
The wolf charged and growled as he flopped feet-first onto the cat's double- jointed legs, landing on his back. The kitten screeched one last time before falling into a KO.
The whole battle only lasted forty-five seconds, but was described in the remaining 12 seconds of a sixty-second match.
Yugi gave up. "You've beaten me for the fifth time!"
"Yes, but it was always a close one. Did you see how far you knocked my health-bar down? I was almost out of beast form, too!"
Yugi glanced at his watch. "Almost time for us to go. Let's round up everyone."
~POV Switch~
Kurohi looked up as he saw tired-looking Yugi approach. He missed the block and immediately lost for the last point, as the game was tied 19 to 19 until he looked up. "You just looked like you were having a struggle fighting against a tough opponent in the fighting game."
"Yeah. How'j'ya know?"
"First of all, what game was it?"
"Bloody Roar 3."
"I own that game. No wonder. Ahh, you were fighting Uranus? Kohryu?"
Yugi shook his head. "I was fighting Yami. He was a wolf, I was a half- formed cat."
"Ah, Yugo versus Uriko... the boxer versus the Kenpo pupil of Long the Tiger..."
Yugi blinked.
"My life revolved around that game until I was forbidden to play it because my parents said I had too much time to play them. Then again, I got straight A's and only played when I was done. I kept my room clean and kept my temper in check as much as I could... but I don't know what was up their butts when they told me that. My abilities have rusted, but I still remember most of the moves."
"Anyway, Kurohi, Jou, could you guys wait here while I round up everyone else?"
"Nah. We'll help. It wouldn't do any of us any good if everyone was still split up."
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Finished: 6/17/03