Darkness, Light and Sugar.
By Vada Via Cretino*~*~*~*~*~*~* - Change of time and/or scene.
//Blah.// - Yami to Yugi through their link.
/Blah./ - Yugi to Yami through their link.
"Blah" – Speech.
'Blah' – Thinking.
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Rachel: I never really did any warnings, did I? Anyways, it's Yaoi, as I'm sure you've guessed. And there'll be OOCness. I think it's better if Yami's more fun and Yugi is more mischievous. And thankies to all my reviewers! I love you all! To those who had suggestions, if I can, I'll add them to the fic. Thanks for your help. ^_^
Yami: *Rolls his eyes* Get on with the chapter.
Rachel: Aw shaddup. You think you're so tough with your leather, and you think you're so cool with the way you lean against walls, and I bet you think you're sooo…
Yami: *Sweatdrops as Rachel rambles on* Anyways… Rachel does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, she does not own me, she does NOT own Yugi, all she owns is a mop.
Rachel: *Whispers to Yami*
Yami: Okay…she doesn't even have a mop. -.-;
Rachel: …ON WITH THE FICCY! ^_^;;
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Chapter 2 – The stress of modern contraptions Yugi's POVGreat. Just great. That weird puzzle guy – Yami, whatever – is sleeping peacefully in the puzzle, snoring in my mind, too! Which is annoying to no end. While I am stuck cleaning up the mess he made. Just because he's extremely sexy, it does not mean I'm going to clean up after him.
I looked at the floor of the kitchen, covered in water, and sighed. The spirit being the extremely clever person that he is had been using the tap, mainly because it was the only thing he knew how to use, and had forgotten to turn it off.
\YAMI!\
There was no way I was going to be stuck mopping this water on my own. I shook the puzzle, which was now hung around my neck by a golden chain, when he didn't reply.
\Yami! Get your leather-clad ass out of that puzzle! NOW!\ I screamed through our link.
I heard something that sounded like a grumble and some words I didn't understand, probably Arabic or Egyptian. But by the sounds of it, he wasn't a happy bunny.
I tapped my foot impatiently, resulting in getting the bottom of my pyjama pants slightly wet. He still didn't come out. I frowned.
\YAMI! I'M GETT–\
\\I'M COMING! QUIT YELLING!\\ He screamed, interrupting me. Now I know why he winced every time I screamed in his head. It really hurt.
As soon as he appeared in front of me with an annoyed look on his face, I threw a mop to him. More specifically at him and hit him in the face with the wooden handle.
I stifled a laugh as he rubbed his nose and glared at me with his piercing red eyes. After glaring at me for a while, he looked down at the mop in his hands, then back at me and raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"It's a mop, Yami." I sighed, "You're going to help me clean up the mess you made." I said, frowning with my hands on my hips. I must look like some kind of housewife trying to get her husband to help with the cleaning. I did look the part, though, my pyjama sleeves were rolled up slightly and I had a chiding look on my face. The fact I have a really feminine face doesn't help any.
He countered my look with an 'I'm-a-high-and-mighty-Pharoah-if-you-think-I'm-cleaning-you've-got-another-thing-coming' sort of look.
I know what you're thinking. Him? A Pharaoh? Well, I was thinking that when he told me. Though it does explain his arrogance. I was totally shocked when he decided to enlighten me on the matter and called him a liar. Do you have any idea how annoying it is to have to dry and re-style your hair twice in one night?
I pouted and looked at him with my ever-famous puppy-dog eyes. "Please Yami…" I said softly. I made my lower lip tremble slightly and batted my eyelashes at him. His look faltered slightly, and he seemed to be giving in. I smirked inwardly and continued to look as cute and pathetic as I could.
He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, mouthing the words 'Why me?'. I suppressed the urge to snigger at his blindness. (A/N: A naïve Yami? *snickers*) Eventually, he mumbled an exasperated, "Fine, fine."
I smiled sweetly at him, then turn around and started to walk out of the kitchen.
"Hey! Wait, hikari! You said we were going to clean up this mess." He called after me.
I turned around to face him. "Hai, I know. Demo…I figured you'd need to learn how to do things in my time sooner or later. And since it seems your brain can't handle anything complex, I figured I'd start with something simple…and that can't blow up." I replied innocently.
He blinked at my innocent tone, then he scowled as he realized I'd insulted him. "I could use any of these blasted contraptions if I wanted to!" He protested, raising his nose in the air. He looked somewhat like a spoiled little girl. Minus the little girl part.
"Of course you could, Yami." I said sweetly, rolling my eyes afterwards.
He caught the look and frowned again. "Well, are you going to help me or not?"
I noticed the change in topic and smirked to myself. I pretended to consider helping him. "Hmm…not." I smiled at him and turned around once more. "Goodnight, Yami."
I chuckled as I heard him cursing in that other language again and made my way upstairs. Once I reached my room I climbed in bed and sighed contentedly. Well, as contentedly as I could with a weird, Egyptian boy that had appeared out of a puzzle downstairs. Only a few minutes had passed and I found myself drifting into an unconscious bliss.
\\Hikari?\\
I could have sworn I heard something. Shrugging off that thought I changed my current position and lay on my stomach instead, with my head face down in the pillow.
\\Hikari?\\
There it was again, a sort of whining noise. Maybe it's just my imagination…
\\HIKARI!\\
Ahhh! That was LOUD. I look around, confused. What was that?!
\\It was me, you baka!\\
\YOU?! What do you want?! I'm trying to sleep!\ I hissed. I get really cranky when I'm tired. Call me immature or whatever, but I like my sleep, okay?!
\\I…Um…\\ He mumbled.
What? He woke me up and he doesn't even have an explanation?! I glanced at the clock on my desk. 10:03pm. I was supposed to be in bed half an hour ago!
\If you're going to wake me up at least have a decent reason for it!\ I hissed again.
\\Idontknowhowtousethemop\\ He rushed out. I could feel something. Embarrassment? But I wasn't embarrassed. Maybe it was him? We do share that bond thing he was talking about.
\Nani?\ I asked, my voice was less than sympathetic.
\\I…I don't know how to use the mop…\\ He said quietly.
I bit my lip and tried not to laugh. I held my breath, with tears of laughter streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't hold it any longer and burst into howls of laughter.
\\It's not funny! It's not my fault I can't work these Ra-damned modern contraptions!\\
\Y-yes it is funny! It's o-only a mop, Y-y-ahahahahahahaha!\ I fell into a fit of laughter once again. I found it extremely hard to speak, even if it was in my mind. This was too funny. An 'almighty Pharaoh', unable to use a mop?!
\\Aibou, could you please at least show me how to use it?\\ He whined.
His voice sounded so pathetic, lacking its usual confidence. It was like he was pouting. I wonder what his face looked like pouting. He didn't seem to be the sort of person to do that. Maybe he looked cute? Now I know what people probably had to go through when I gave them my puppy-dog eyes. It was hard to resist, you felt sorry for the person. Though I only almost felt sorry for Yami because he was an arrogant baka. A very sexy arrogant baka, but an arrogant baka none the less.
I sighed and climbed out of bed, now fully awake. I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen. The sight before me was adorable. Yami was looking at me with pleading eyes, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and the mop was upside down in his right hand.
I smiled kindly at him and shook my head. I walked up to him and took the mop.
"First of all," I said softly, "You have it upside down…"
I turned the mop the right way round and placed the head on the floor. "Then you move the mop back and forth like this." I continued, slowly moving the mop across the floor. "And after you've collected as much water as the mop can hold, you squeeze the water out using this." I put the head of the mop in the mop bucket and twisted the handle in my hands; squeezing out the excess water.
I looked up at Yami, his expression seemed thoughtful. It's not as if it's hard to use a mop! I suppressed a giggle that was forming in my throat. I handed him the mop. He took it, though reluctantly. "Now you try." I said, smiling.
He placed the mop head on the floor and, although he did the action quite gracefully, he also did it very, very wrong. This time I didn't suppress the giggle, and he frowned at me.
"I'm doing what you told me to, hikari!" He pouted, the expression not looking right on him at all.
"Hai, but instead of soaking up the water you're just spreading it out more!" I giggled.
I walked up to him and put my hands over his, blushing slightly at the contact, and moved the mop across the floor in the way I had shown him earlier. I let go and backed away slightly.
"Can you do it on your own now?" I asked softly. All the annoyance and anger had gone from me. He wasn't so bad. Especially when he blushed like that. He nodded and tried again, this time doing it the way I'd shown him.
He looked thrilled when he managed to actually soak up the water this time. I rolled my eyes. I can do that, too. It's not as if it's hard.
"Hai, but it's my first time actually using a mop, so you have to give me some credit." Yami said, sticking his tongue out.
"Ack! Stay out of my head!" I whined, kicking water at him.
He looked down at his now soaked leather pants and growled. I gulped and turned to run away, when I was suddenly tackled from behind. I landed on the floor, face down, and completely covered in water. I tried to get back up, but realized Yami was sat on top of me.
"Get off!" I yelled. Now I was angry. The front of my pyjamas were soaked and it wasn't exactly comfortable to have a heavy Yami sat on you.
"Aw, is my wittle hikari angwy?" He teased, ruffling my hair. "And are you calling me fat?!" He protested in a mock-hurt tone.
I giggled. "What if I am?"
I felt him lift off of me, and I tried to get up. He flipped me on to my back and pushed me back down, sitting on my stomach. Ugh, now I was completely covered in water. He smirked at me and leaned closer. My eyes widened and for a second I thought he was going to kiss me. Instead he whispered into my ear. "Well I'll just have to punish you for that, then, won't I?"
I squeaked and tried to get away again. But he was too strong for me and pinned both my arms with just one hand.
"I guess being fat has its advantages, ne?" He grinned.
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "You're not fat and you know it."
His grin turned back into a smirk. I really do not like that smirk. It's a sign that something bad is going to happen. And that something usually involves me.
"Sucking up to me isn't going to prevent your torture." Yami leered.
"T-torture?" I squeaked, wide-eyed.
"Hai. Now, I wonder if my little hikari is ticklish…" He wondered aloud.
"Iie. Iie, Yami, you wouldn't!" I panicked, struggling again. Yami laughed at my pathetic attempts to escape, and to emphasize his ease at keeping me on the kitchen floor, he used his free hand to pretend to yawn.
I growled at him, but in my current predicament, it was extremely difficult to do so. Resulting in my growl to come out as a sort of strangled squeak. Yami laughed again.
"Yami, if you don't get off me right now I'll scream." I yelled.
"Really, hikari?" He purred. "I never knew you were a screamer."
My eyes widened again and I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks. "Y-you hentai!" I stuttered.
His chuckle caught in his throat as I opened my mouth to scream. Before the sound left my lips, Yami quickly covered my mouth with his free hand. Frustrated, wet, and extremely annoyed, I bit down on Yami's hand.
Yami let out a cry of pain and sharply brought his hand away from my mouth. He released my arms and used that hand to clutch the hand I had just bitten. Now that my arms were free, I pushed Yami away from me and got to my feet.
"You deserved that." I said calmly.
"I did not!" He whined. "Y-you bit me!"
I rolled my eyes. "Observant, aren't you? Besides! You got my pyjamas all wet! Now what am I supposed to sleep in?"
He looked at me if I were completely stupid. "Nothing?" He offered as he got to his feet.
I sighed and rubbed my temple, as if to somehow make the annoyance that was Yami disappear.
"I resent that!" He said, attempting to pout. He didn't do very well, causing me to giggle.
"All right, let me get a few things sorted out." He nodded, signalling for me to continue. "You will finish mopping up the floor, I'm going to bed now, there will be no interruptions, and you will not wake me up unless the house is burning down or it's the apocalypse, you will not touch anything you don't know how to use, and once you have finished with the floor, you are going back in the puzzle until morning. Understand?"
He raised an eyebrow at me but didn't argue. He simply said, "Yes, Pharaoh," in a mocking tone and bowed down to me.
I stuck my tongue out at him and he returned the gesture.
I left the kitchen and headed for my room, dripping wet. Once I had removed the soaked pyjamas with much difficulty, I climbed into bed, wearing nothing but my boxers. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep, hoping to every God I knew the name of I'd wake up to find the house still standing.
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Rachel: I finished! Sorry it took a while, but I decided to start another story, I don't know why, I just had the urge to…so I did. ^_^
Yami: *Slightly dazed*
Rachel: o_O? What's with you?
Yami: *Doesn't seem to hear*
Pegasus: *Appears out of nowhere* I think it's because he almost had Yugi screaming under him.
Rachel: Ahhhhhhhhh! Pegasus!!! YAMI! Help! *Hides behind Yami*
Pegasus: …?
Yami: *Snaps back to reality* Huh? Pegasus?! *Turns to super-cool, glowing-eye-on-forehead mode*
Rachel: *Rolls her eyes* Just send him to the Shadow Realm already!
Yami: *Does*
Rachel: ^_^ Anyways, please review my ever-adoring fans!
Yami: *Coughs*
Rachel: *Hits Yami over the head with a mop*
Yami: What's with you and mops? And why did you write a chapter on cleaning floors?
Rachel: I didn't! I just…kind of…used it to make you and Yugi friendlier with each other?
Yami: Okay! ^_^
Rachel: …