Light Dark
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Seven: Games
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)
Robbies Gal - Wow! I can't believe you're the first to review this fic! Honestly, I couldn't see what was so bad about it! The answer? Nada! And I'm really glad you luv it cuz this fic is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! fic I did on my own that got past two and a half chapters! ^_^ Wow, that was a mouthful! Say, do you want to see a picture of Kurohi based off my fanfic: 10 Years of Waiting? He looks the exact same except that he has that silver thing around his arm. Whew, I luv to rant, don't you?
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Everyone eventually gathered outside. Bakura had been happily shooting on a sort of bloody monster-killer game and had to be dragged off it in the middle of the continue? screen. Ryou had been fiddling with some strategy game elsewhere, and didn't have to be dragged, like his yami had to be. Honda had been furiously playing a dating simulation for the PSOne that had probably also been released in America. He continuously failed often.
Jou had temporarily gone elsewhere to get ahold of Kaiba for, if they were coming, he wouldn't be COMPLETELY irritable.
"Okay, who's place d'we go to? Honda's or Kaiba's?" lazily asked Kurohi.
"No offense, but Honda's PS2's busted up for keeping Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty on for a month cuz he didn't have a memory card!" chimed Jou. "Now, it won't play any games BESIDES that one! Stupid vents!"
"No! I didn't have enough MEMORY for it!"
"No one else we know has a PS2. Kaiba's it is," muttered the pup.
"What, you asked already?"
"Ah, yup. And if you hadn't NOT cleaned both sides of the vents-"
"Shut up about the PS2 already!!" he shrieked. He frowned deeply. "Wait, why would YOU have asked Kaiba?" asked Honda suspiciously.
"Look, he's the only one wit' the **WORKING** PS2 and Kurohi hasn't played for... how long?"
He looked at the sky. "Aaaahh... eight months, two weeks and five days by seven forty-six tonight." He looked at Honda piercingly. "Trust me. Pure torture. The only thing keeping me sane were all those Inu-Yasha DVD's I own.
"So, we're goin' to Kaiba's? Whoever knows where he lives, lead the way."
***
"How'd you access that character?!"
"Go off the edge of one of the character selection rows, and scroll up or down," replied Kurohi, rolling his eyes. "Haven't you gotten them before?"
"I don't even OWN this game!"
"Probably because of how young you are, Mokuba. It's rated Teen."
"Ah. Who's the guy with the skull face?"
"Kohryu. Can't you read?" said Kurohi, fixing his eyes onto the younger Kaiba. "You access him by defeating him on the fifth round if and only if you win the forth match without losing in any of the rounds. And Uranus... you have to beat her to get her only if you get through every fight without continuing ONCE." He turned to the screen. Uranus versus Kohryu.
"Mokuba, prepare to lose."
"Yeah right!"
Uranus was a female, silver-haired specimen who wore chains on her neck, wrists and ankles. Kohryu was a master of some sort of style in Ninja.
Uranus immediately teleported behind Kohryu, launched him in the air, and zapped him with some sort of violet electricity, jumping off him in the last second. She fisted her hands together with another charge as Kohryu landed on the ground. She stepped back as Kohryu launched his foot at her and transformed.
Kurohi was only toying with the younger Kaiba. Normally, he wouldn't transform when he hadn't a solitary injury.
Uranus as the Chimera was HUGE! She had green fur and three tails. She looked like a dragon mixed with a wolf.
"The heck?! How'd you do that?"
Kurohi shrugged. "Circle."
Kohryu yelled as his health bar dropped to zero before he could transform. They were only going for a thirty-second match with one count. Kurohi put down the controller and looked at him. "The trick is to use the beast transformation at half-health and to keep your mind as much as possible. While in a tight spot with low health, I tend to go haywire and press buttons. With high health, I try to wait it out."
The boy with long, dark hair nodded. "Okay. Wanna go for another round?"
The blue-eyed one shook his head. "No thanks." He popped open the drawer and removed his memory card. He found Mokuba's and slipped it in, hitting the reset button soon after. The drawer closed and the system reset. "Try to get them on Difficulty 1 (A/N: Uranus is almost tougher than I am on D1, but I'm rivaling in skills with my youngest brother, who sometimes beats me. In D4, I just have to continue a few times, & D8 is INSANE!), and if you need help, just holler. I'm gonna take a look around."
"Despite this place's size, there really isn't much to look at. Let's play a different game."
"How about a duel?"
Mokuba shut of the PS2 and looked like a hyperactive kid. "Sure!"
"But only for fun, okay?"
The boy nodded. He felt like trying out his new deck. "How about we use those Duel Disks my brother made?"
Kurohi nodded and got his out of his backpack. Mokuba got his.
Mokuba and Kurohi pulled out their decks, which were about the same size. They shuffled the decks and slipped them into the slot. The Kaiba brother marched them into an empty room.
"You go first, Mokuba."
"Okay." He drew six cards, and set one. He then placed a couple of cards on the Magic and Trap card zones. "My turn's over."
Kurohi also drew six cards. They were Koumori Dragon, Winged Dragon - Guardian of the Fortress #1, Man-Eater Bug, Waboku, Yamadron, and Trap Hole. [Interesting Hand...] "I place two cards face down and I summon Koumori Dragon! Attack!" The violet dragon released a dark flame, striking the face-down card. It was Beaver Warrior.
[Good thing I didn't set my other dragon.] "Okay. My turn is over."
Mokuba drew a card and set another monster card.
The taller one snorted. "Fine. You wanna play like that? I sacrifice Koumori Dragon for Yamadron! Attack Beaver Warrior!"
The critter disappeared. The duel lasted for a few long moments more. Kurohi realized he was in a jam with two of his monsters on the field and the Soul Exchange and 3 Blue-Eyes Black Dragon cards in his hand. It was HIS turn. He blinked in frustration: Should he use the BEBD card or not?
He looked up at Mokuba. No WAY he would lose to a child. His gaze wandered to his left. Seto and Yami were watching from the sidelines.
He made up his mind.
Placing Soul Exchange face-up on the field, he declared, "Using Soul Exchange, I sacrifice your Suijin card and I sacrifice BOTH my monsters on the field... to summon..." He placed the card in face-up attack position. "The BLUE-EYES BLACK DRAGON!!"
The dragon emerged from the system. Deep blue eyes blinked open. A sleek creature spread its wings with a delicate howl. Its horns were brushed backward by an invisible force, and it stood on all fours. Its pitch-black wings flapped once and folded before it sat down with a chirp.
"What, the HELL, is that thing?!"
The creature growled softly at Kaiba. Kurohi smirked. "My pride 'n' joy. Like you with your white dragon, I with my black one. I HAVE six, but I own Yugi one. Ain't she adorable?"
"Adorable" wasn't a word Mokuba thought a guy could think of.
Especially about a creature with 4000 Attack Points and 4050 Defense Points!
"Anyway, its effect allows me to summon my other Blue-Eyes Black Dragons onto the field as long as I give up my Battle Phase, which I do!!"
He placed the other two cards onto the field. They all chirped and sat down.
Mokuba seemed to be hyperventilating, and placed his hand on his deck as a form of submission.
"You win, Kurohi."
Kurohi called back his monsters and strode near Mokuba on his trip out of the room. He whispered, "Ever since I lost my favorite of favorites dragon card, Seiyaryu, I've been terrified of losing. I can't afford to let my dragons down. I hope you understand."
With that, he strode out of the room. A bit later, wandering through the halls, he bumped into his yami.
"Oh! Kurohi, I still need to speak with you..."
Kurohi looked away for one second and almost immediately felt the cold wall against his back. He jerked his ocean gaze up in silent pleading. If anything Shirokoori paused, seeing this stare, and stepped back. He shook his head, as if to stop himself from doing anything, or as if in denial, and flitted off. The only thing proving he had been there was his sharp, freshly-fallen rain scent.
The hikari basked in this scent for a moment and licked his lips, trying to relive the moment he had felt he had become a living human again instead of a being trying to exist in a world chock-full of people who lived and others who existed, like himself.
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Wow! I thought no one liked this fic!! I was inspired to finish this chapter! Next chapter, Kurohi will probably be the one to try to "talk to" Shirokoori... but will it become another battle of instinct and passion versus conscience and ability?
Finished: 6/19/03
by Kurohi Tatsaki
Chapter Seven: Games
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)
Robbies Gal - Wow! I can't believe you're the first to review this fic! Honestly, I couldn't see what was so bad about it! The answer? Nada! And I'm really glad you luv it cuz this fic is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! fic I did on my own that got past two and a half chapters! ^_^ Wow, that was a mouthful! Say, do you want to see a picture of Kurohi based off my fanfic: 10 Years of Waiting? He looks the exact same except that he has that silver thing around his arm. Whew, I luv to rant, don't you?
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Everyone eventually gathered outside. Bakura had been happily shooting on a sort of bloody monster-killer game and had to be dragged off it in the middle of the continue? screen. Ryou had been fiddling with some strategy game elsewhere, and didn't have to be dragged, like his yami had to be. Honda had been furiously playing a dating simulation for the PSOne that had probably also been released in America. He continuously failed often.
Jou had temporarily gone elsewhere to get ahold of Kaiba for, if they were coming, he wouldn't be COMPLETELY irritable.
"Okay, who's place d'we go to? Honda's or Kaiba's?" lazily asked Kurohi.
"No offense, but Honda's PS2's busted up for keeping Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty on for a month cuz he didn't have a memory card!" chimed Jou. "Now, it won't play any games BESIDES that one! Stupid vents!"
"No! I didn't have enough MEMORY for it!"
"No one else we know has a PS2. Kaiba's it is," muttered the pup.
"What, you asked already?"
"Ah, yup. And if you hadn't NOT cleaned both sides of the vents-"
"Shut up about the PS2 already!!" he shrieked. He frowned deeply. "Wait, why would YOU have asked Kaiba?" asked Honda suspiciously.
"Look, he's the only one wit' the **WORKING** PS2 and Kurohi hasn't played for... how long?"
He looked at the sky. "Aaaahh... eight months, two weeks and five days by seven forty-six tonight." He looked at Honda piercingly. "Trust me. Pure torture. The only thing keeping me sane were all those Inu-Yasha DVD's I own.
"So, we're goin' to Kaiba's? Whoever knows where he lives, lead the way."
***
"How'd you access that character?!"
"Go off the edge of one of the character selection rows, and scroll up or down," replied Kurohi, rolling his eyes. "Haven't you gotten them before?"
"I don't even OWN this game!"
"Probably because of how young you are, Mokuba. It's rated Teen."
"Ah. Who's the guy with the skull face?"
"Kohryu. Can't you read?" said Kurohi, fixing his eyes onto the younger Kaiba. "You access him by defeating him on the fifth round if and only if you win the forth match without losing in any of the rounds. And Uranus... you have to beat her to get her only if you get through every fight without continuing ONCE." He turned to the screen. Uranus versus Kohryu.
"Mokuba, prepare to lose."
"Yeah right!"
Uranus was a female, silver-haired specimen who wore chains on her neck, wrists and ankles. Kohryu was a master of some sort of style in Ninja.
Uranus immediately teleported behind Kohryu, launched him in the air, and zapped him with some sort of violet electricity, jumping off him in the last second. She fisted her hands together with another charge as Kohryu landed on the ground. She stepped back as Kohryu launched his foot at her and transformed.
Kurohi was only toying with the younger Kaiba. Normally, he wouldn't transform when he hadn't a solitary injury.
Uranus as the Chimera was HUGE! She had green fur and three tails. She looked like a dragon mixed with a wolf.
"The heck?! How'd you do that?"
Kurohi shrugged. "Circle."
Kohryu yelled as his health bar dropped to zero before he could transform. They were only going for a thirty-second match with one count. Kurohi put down the controller and looked at him. "The trick is to use the beast transformation at half-health and to keep your mind as much as possible. While in a tight spot with low health, I tend to go haywire and press buttons. With high health, I try to wait it out."
The boy with long, dark hair nodded. "Okay. Wanna go for another round?"
The blue-eyed one shook his head. "No thanks." He popped open the drawer and removed his memory card. He found Mokuba's and slipped it in, hitting the reset button soon after. The drawer closed and the system reset. "Try to get them on Difficulty 1 (A/N: Uranus is almost tougher than I am on D1, but I'm rivaling in skills with my youngest brother, who sometimes beats me. In D4, I just have to continue a few times, & D8 is INSANE!), and if you need help, just holler. I'm gonna take a look around."
"Despite this place's size, there really isn't much to look at. Let's play a different game."
"How about a duel?"
Mokuba shut of the PS2 and looked like a hyperactive kid. "Sure!"
"But only for fun, okay?"
The boy nodded. He felt like trying out his new deck. "How about we use those Duel Disks my brother made?"
Kurohi nodded and got his out of his backpack. Mokuba got his.
Mokuba and Kurohi pulled out their decks, which were about the same size. They shuffled the decks and slipped them into the slot. The Kaiba brother marched them into an empty room.
"You go first, Mokuba."
"Okay." He drew six cards, and set one. He then placed a couple of cards on the Magic and Trap card zones. "My turn's over."
Kurohi also drew six cards. They were Koumori Dragon, Winged Dragon - Guardian of the Fortress #1, Man-Eater Bug, Waboku, Yamadron, and Trap Hole. [Interesting Hand...] "I place two cards face down and I summon Koumori Dragon! Attack!" The violet dragon released a dark flame, striking the face-down card. It was Beaver Warrior.
[Good thing I didn't set my other dragon.] "Okay. My turn is over."
Mokuba drew a card and set another monster card.
The taller one snorted. "Fine. You wanna play like that? I sacrifice Koumori Dragon for Yamadron! Attack Beaver Warrior!"
The critter disappeared. The duel lasted for a few long moments more. Kurohi realized he was in a jam with two of his monsters on the field and the Soul Exchange and 3 Blue-Eyes Black Dragon cards in his hand. It was HIS turn. He blinked in frustration: Should he use the BEBD card or not?
He looked up at Mokuba. No WAY he would lose to a child. His gaze wandered to his left. Seto and Yami were watching from the sidelines.
He made up his mind.
Placing Soul Exchange face-up on the field, he declared, "Using Soul Exchange, I sacrifice your Suijin card and I sacrifice BOTH my monsters on the field... to summon..." He placed the card in face-up attack position. "The BLUE-EYES BLACK DRAGON!!"
The dragon emerged from the system. Deep blue eyes blinked open. A sleek creature spread its wings with a delicate howl. Its horns were brushed backward by an invisible force, and it stood on all fours. Its pitch-black wings flapped once and folded before it sat down with a chirp.
"What, the HELL, is that thing?!"
The creature growled softly at Kaiba. Kurohi smirked. "My pride 'n' joy. Like you with your white dragon, I with my black one. I HAVE six, but I own Yugi one. Ain't she adorable?"
"Adorable" wasn't a word Mokuba thought a guy could think of.
Especially about a creature with 4000 Attack Points and 4050 Defense Points!
"Anyway, its effect allows me to summon my other Blue-Eyes Black Dragons onto the field as long as I give up my Battle Phase, which I do!!"
He placed the other two cards onto the field. They all chirped and sat down.
Mokuba seemed to be hyperventilating, and placed his hand on his deck as a form of submission.
"You win, Kurohi."
Kurohi called back his monsters and strode near Mokuba on his trip out of the room. He whispered, "Ever since I lost my favorite of favorites dragon card, Seiyaryu, I've been terrified of losing. I can't afford to let my dragons down. I hope you understand."
With that, he strode out of the room. A bit later, wandering through the halls, he bumped into his yami.
"Oh! Kurohi, I still need to speak with you..."
Kurohi looked away for one second and almost immediately felt the cold wall against his back. He jerked his ocean gaze up in silent pleading. If anything Shirokoori paused, seeing this stare, and stepped back. He shook his head, as if to stop himself from doing anything, or as if in denial, and flitted off. The only thing proving he had been there was his sharp, freshly-fallen rain scent.
The hikari basked in this scent for a moment and licked his lips, trying to relive the moment he had felt he had become a living human again instead of a being trying to exist in a world chock-full of people who lived and others who existed, like himself.
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Wow! I thought no one liked this fic!! I was inspired to finish this chapter! Next chapter, Kurohi will probably be the one to try to "talk to" Shirokoori... but will it become another battle of instinct and passion versus conscience and ability?
Finished: 6/19/03