Mamono: Hey! I'm here with a cool little story for Christmas!
Seto: Where am I?
Mamono: Oh Seto, I'll write a one-shot for you later! Right now the spotlight is on Ryou and Bakura!
Seto: -_-U
Mamono: Okay some things you need to know:
Ryou is the good Bakura
Bakura is Yami Bakura
This story will have three parts, one part per week till Christmas week!
This is not, I repeat is not a Yaoi! I don't like reading or writing that, so don't worry!
This takes place after Battle city and Noah's Virtual world, and Ryou and Bakura have separate bodies.
I don't own Yugioh, but I own this story! So enjoy!
~Silver and Gold~
Part One: What is Christmas?
Beautiful white blossoms of snow drifted down from the sky over the city of Domino. The city streets were bustling with eager shoppers that afternoon, and among them was a certain teen; his hair matching the color of the snowflakes that swirled around in the crisp December air. A cheerful smile was planted onto his face and a few shopping bags hung loosely from his hands as he trotted merrily down the street. His hot chocolate eyes would reflect in the crystal windowpanes of the many small main street shops strung along the city. He gazed at the many different items at each store; beautiful jewelry, delicious candies, and other trinkets filled the window displays, each having their own unique charm.
"These look wonderful! Don't you think so, Yami?" the teen cheered, pointing to a box of creamy chocolates.
"Ryou, what do you see in these things?" Bakura grumbled, shoving his hands into his black trench coat in attempts to keep warm.
"Oh, Yami, come one! Haven't you ever had chocolate?" Ryou chuckled.
"No. What's wrong with that?" Bakura replied dryly.
Ryou turned over to his yami; a look of pure shock was aimed straight at Bakura; but it was soon replaced with a look of pity. Ryou bit his fingernail and shook his head from side to side, his white locks swishing across his face.
"Tsk, Tsk, Yami. Well, I guess you'll have to try it then!" Ryou stated, beaming up at his yami.
Bakura looked over to the chocolates in the display window; they were so cheerful looking with their smooth creamy outside all decked out in that shiny golden box with crimson ribbons flowing all over the place.
"It's no wonder Ryou likes these," Bakura mumbled.
"Come on then!" Ryou giggled.
Bakura watched as the tips of his hikari's leather jacket vanished through the glass door of the store as the white-haired teen rushed into the shop. Bakura didn't move; he watched as Ryou waved to him through the store window, beckoning him to come inside.
"Over my rotting corpse," Bakura snickered, knowing that his hikari couldn't hear him.
"He'll never change," Ryou sighed.
Ryou shrugged and walked up to the counter; two cheerful teenage girls were working the counter that afternoon. He walked up to them and smiled very merrily at them.
"Good afternoon! It's a fine day, don't you agree?" he greeted.
"Oh yes, it is, isn't it?" a girl replied, her light brown hair fell across her face as she nodded.
"Yeah, the perfect day for chocolates!" the other girl stated, her golden-brown eyes gazing down at the chocolates shining below her in a large glass display case.
"Every day is a good day for chocolates in your eyes," the other girl snickered.
"Just because I like chocolate..." the golden eyed girl started, but paused when she noticed Ryou staring oddly at her.
"What would you like?" she said embarrassedly.
Ryou grinned and gazed down to the chocolates below him. All the chocolate looked delicious, Ryou couldn't even begin to choose what to buy. He rested his chin on his closed fist, pondering his decision.
"The fudge is good," the light brown haired girl suggested pointing to a row of thick chocolate with roasted nuts scattered across the top.
"Yes, it does. I'll take some of that," Ryou said, smiling up at the two girls.
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Dark chocolate eyes glared through the window at Ryou. The icy winter wind whipped across Bakura's face, making him shiver.
"What is taking Ryou so long?" he asked in an irritated tone.
Bakura watched as Ryou continued to chat with the two girls at the cash register. The frozen yami shrugged and sulked into the store.
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Ryou perked up when he saw his yami enter the store; he flashed a merry grin towards his darker half. Bakura only grunted and walked over to Ryou.
"You are taking too long," Bakura complained.
"Don't be a wet blanket, Yami," Ryou sighed and then pointed to the chocolates before them. "Do you want some?"
Bakura quickly glanced over to the counter and glared at the assortment of chocolates. They were so happy looking. Bakura wasn't too appealed with the idea of actually eating any of those things. His lips thinned and he looked over to his lighter half.
"Go on, pick one," Ryou chuckled.
Bakura grumbled, he glared at the chocolates once more, examining each different kind; it looked more like he was going to pick a fight with one of them.
'Well, it's apparent that I will not be able to leave unless I choose something....' Bakura deducted silently.
"What are those?" he questioned, pointing to a tray closest to him.
"Those? Those are called chocolate turtles! They are really good!" the golden eyed girl pointed out while tucking her shoulder length brunette hair behind her ear.
'Turtles?' Bakura pondered.
"Ryou, what do they mean by turtles?" he questioned.
"Oh," Ryou snickered. "They are just what they sound like, Yami. Did you want to get some of those?"
Bakura thought about this; real turtles covered in chocolate? What a brilliant idea! A sly grin wiped across his face and he nodded, rubbing his hands together eagerly.
"All right, some of those too," Ryou said to the two cashiers.
The sandy haired girl scooped some of the chocolate turtles into an emerald-green bag and tied a golden ribbon around the top before handing them to Bakura. The yami snatched the bag from her hands and clutched the chocolates defensively.
"Ha, I guess you like chocolate," the light brown haired girl stammered, her dark brown eyes avoiding the chocolate crazed yami.
"Thank you very much! Merry Christmas!" the golden eyed girl chirped, taking the money she had received and placing it in the cash register; a playful ring sounded as Ryou walked out of the story with his yami.
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"Ryou, what's this Christmas that girl was talking about?" Bakura inquired.
"Eh? Haven't I explained Christmas to you before?" Ryou replied with a puzzled look on his face.
"No, you haven't. Explain." Bakura urged.
"Well, okay, it's like a day where you visit your family and have a big dinner. Oh and Santa Claus comes and brings presents for everyone," Ryou explained.
"Santa Claus?"
"Yes, he's a jolly old fellow; he wears red and his quite chubby; he has reindeer that pull his slay on Christmas Eve and brings presents to people in the night," Ryou replied.
"How does he get the presents into the houses?" Bakura asked, genuinely confused by the topic.
"Oh, he comes down the chimney and drops them at the bottom of the tree."
"Ryou, that's absurd. If this Claus is as fat as you claim, how can he fit through a chimney?"
"Well, I don't know, but he manages," Ryou chuckled.
"What if someone doesn't have a chimney?" Bakura questioned, getting frustrated.
"Yami, please, it's magic," Ryou laughed at his yami's frustration.
"This Santa Claus possesses shadow magic?"
"Yami!" Ryou sighed. There was no convincing Bakura. "Yes, Yami, he does..."
A wicked smile wiped onto Bakura's face; he began to cackle quietly, causing Ryou to distance himself from his yami.
"I'd like to challenge this Santa Claus to a duel sometime..."
An icy wind brought an eerie silence along with it. The sun had now begun to set; the long evening shadows danced across the white snow. The two teens walked slowly in silence before Bakura finally spoke up.
"Ryou, you said Christmas is a time where you meet with your family, did you not?"
"Yes, what about it?" Ryou replied.
"Well, what about your father?" Bakura said in an unusually soft tone.
Ryou swallowed hard; he hadn't seen his father for quite some time now. His father was an archeologist, so he traveled around a lot. In fact on one of his trips he had discovered the Millennium Ring that brought Ryou and Bakura together. Of course it had been along time since then and his father rarely even contacted Ryou now. The white haired teen cast his eyes to the floor; tears threatened to escape his chocolate eyes, but Ryou managed to stop them.
"I...I don't think he'll be here..." he sighed.
Bakura instantly regretted asking about Ryou's father; of course he knew everything about Ryou and his relationship with his father, but he never seemed to pay attention his hikari's personal matters. Bakura opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped when his lighter half dashed forward.
"Yami, look!" Ryou shouted, pointing to something ahead of him.
Bakura looked up; his eyes were met with a large pine tree placed in the center of the square. Gold ribbons were flowing down it like water; shiny white lights glittered all along it like the stars; silver bulbs were placed at different levels, each glittering magically; and the most spectacular was the large golden star glowing majestically on top of the tree. Bakura gaped at the splendor of the tree; it wasn't like anything he'd ever seen, but at the same time it seemed so familiar.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Ryou sighed.
Bakura nodded, still gazing at the spectacle. Ryou walked back next to his yami and they stared at the tree; not speaking, just taking in its splendor. The snow had intensified, each tiny flake catching the light of the tree, making it all the more beautiful.
"I think the Christmas tree is my favorite part of Christmas," Ryou chuckled, turning to Bakura.
"We haven't even gotten our own tree yet," the hikari added.
Bakura just continued to look at the tree; the silver and gold transfixing the tomb robbers senses. Ryou chuckled at his yami and began towards their home. He paused and turned toward Bakura; he waved to his darker half, his bag of chocolates swinging around in his hands.
"Yami, come on, we should get back!" Ryou called.
Bakura started towards his light, finally tearing his eyes away from the Christmas tree; the vision forever planted into his mind. Bakura paused and twisted around, gazing at the tree one last time before catching up with Ryou.
'Maybe this Christmas thing isn't that bad?' he thought to himself.
The light and dark continued on their way home with the snow falling on their backs; thoughts of Christmas filled their minds as the said holiday drew nearer.
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Mamono: How was it? I liked it!
Seto: Yeah it was okay....
Mamono: Really? Okay please review and part 2 comes out sometime next week! Ryou and Bakura are going to find a Christmas tree and maybe some caroling! Also Ryou explains a bit more about Santa!
Seto: So if read and review to get part to come out faster!