Yeah, okay. So we've had a few 'happening' chapters. Let's calm down for a
moment. Heh. My way of saying no plot development. Well, actually there is,
its just very small, and slight. Like Yugi... It's late, don't look at me
like that!
Oh, yes, as an afterthought... I dedicate this chapter to all Australian YGO fans who do not own satellite TV, as Cheez TV, our only Yu-Gi-Oh source, has stopped broadcasting the series. I feared it would happen. And, I just happen to be moving somewhere with no satellite TV, don't I? Damn life.
Disclaimer: Is everyone ready for the shocker? This one is bigger than the whole gun thing. ** I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH! **
Chapter 11: Fruit Candy
(Apparently that's what it's called. The theme song for Cardcaptor Sakura. You know, "Tip Tap koi wa itsudatte Candy" yeah, I've had it stuck in my head for days now. Hopefully naming a chapter after it will cure me. Hope, does indeed, spring eternal.)
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"Yami!! You're awake!!" Yugi bounded through the door, bringing an armful of presents; mostly sweets. He jumped onto Yami's bed.
"I cannot believe you took a bullet for Kaiba. I mean, I knew you had it bad, but not that bad!"
"Mmmm."
"Oh well. Looks like it was worth it. So are you two together now? And can I have one of your lollipops?" asked Yugi, eyeing Yami's get well presents.
"Mmm-hmm." Yami said distractedly.
"Are they gonna let you outta here anytime soon?" Yugi managed, while sucking on a Strawberry Chuppa-chup.
"Mmm-mmm." Yami sighed. He was already sick of the place. Yugi spluttered a laugh.
"You'd have trouble communicating without the letter 'm', huh, Yami?"
"Mmm?" asked Yami, making Yugi laugh harder. "Sorry Yugi. I'm just sorta preoccupied. Ooooh, is that a grape lollipop?" Yugi nodded, passing Yami the purple sweet. The boy had a problem with grapes.
"I was asking about your hot, steamy relationship with the tall, dark, handsome billionaire Seto Kaiba," grinned Yugi, hitting on the subject of the spirit's pre-occupation.
Yami tried his best to ignore the images that popped into his head once again. "Well, it would be a lot hotter and steamier if I wasn't in hospital..."
"But would it even *be* at all?"
"What do you mean?" asked Yami, knowing exactly what his light meant.
"I mean, if you hadn't been dying before his very eyes, he might never have admitted how he felt about you."
"He might never have known," whispered Yami. This was bothering him. Surely if Seto had felt strong enough, he wouldn't have needed to see Yami practically dead before he knew? The masculine part of him told him to shut up and stop being such a girl. Unfortunately, Yami was more feminine than most teenage boys (he wouldn't leave the house without his eyeliner) and being stuck in hospital gave one a lot of time to brood.
"Don't worry about it, Yami. I'm sure he feels the same way about you as you do him." Yami marvelled at the way his light could tell what he was thinking. Still, he wasn't comfortable talking about it.
"So, what have I missed while I've been cooped up in here?"
"Nothing. You've been here one night. But if you want to change the subject, that's fine. I wanted to ask you something." Yugi smiled at Yami. He was so transparent.
"What did you want to ask me, then?"
"I wanted to ask you whether you think I should ask Anzu out?" Yami smiled, noting how Yugi asked his opinion before doing anything. It was like having a little brother, but with less responsibility.
"Well, personally, I don't think much of your taste in girls. Then again, I don't like *any* girls, at least not in that way. But I think she'd say yes."
"Really?" asked Yugi, hopefully.
"Yes, really," Yami smiled, sincerely hoping Anzu wouldn't crush little Yugi. She had stopped flirting with him, so maybe...
"Thanks, Yami. I have to go now, though. Grandpa needs help at the Game Shop." He bid his other half goodbye, leaving him feeling very lonely. Picking up the little TV remote, he began channel surfing. Eventually, he found himself glued to a children's show.
Yami had to admit, he had hit an all time low. But it was so *cool*.
* * *
Bakura was *so* bored. Ryou was out... somewhere. Shopping or something. The boy did love to shop. He'd always come back with plush toys from the $2 shops. There was a secret stash of them under the bed.
He got down on his knees, crawling underneath it, pulling out a pile of cheap, imitation Beanie Baby things. Ryou had a whole heap of Duel Monster plushies. Including, to Bakura's glee, all the characters of 'The Erotic Tales of the Spellcasters'. Grinning, Bakura laid them out on Ryou's bed, rather graphically depicting his favourite scene from the trashy romance novel (which he'd finished the night before).
Reaching under the bed for more plush monsters to play with, he came across a little green book, with a small gold lock on. Ryou's diary. Interesting.
He pulled out his millennium ring, and using one of the pointy bits, picked the lock. Opening it at the first page, he noticed it wasn't so much a diary, as random thoughts and pictures, scribbled throughout. With captions, insults, and very accurate sketches, it told the story of Ryou's first day in Japan, at Domino High, Duellist Kingdom, the Battle City tournament, and... other things.
Turning a page, Bakura found a likeness of himself, fully naked. It was very nice. But there was something not quite right about it. Bakura studied it, then found a pencil, and decided to 'fix' it. There was *no way* he was that small.
As he finished his moderation, he heard the door open, and hastily stuffed the book underneath the bed. "I'm back! And look what I found at the... Bakura! What *have* you been doing with my plushies, you crazy Egyptian bastard?" Ryou sounded both scared and amused.
"You know you love it," Bakura grinned, wrapping his arms around Ryou in a warm embrace, and nibbling his neck.
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Another Chapter. No wonder I'm tired all the time, I type these things up at like, midnight. If mum hasn't caught me by then. Damn strict parent. He he he. And I'm going to restrain from begging for a review. Because I do that every chapter. So, I'll just let you review of your own accord. And... yeah. I'll be going now.
Oh, yes, as an afterthought... I dedicate this chapter to all Australian YGO fans who do not own satellite TV, as Cheez TV, our only Yu-Gi-Oh source, has stopped broadcasting the series. I feared it would happen. And, I just happen to be moving somewhere with no satellite TV, don't I? Damn life.
Disclaimer: Is everyone ready for the shocker? This one is bigger than the whole gun thing. ** I DON'T OWN YU-GI-OH! **
Chapter 11: Fruit Candy
(Apparently that's what it's called. The theme song for Cardcaptor Sakura. You know, "Tip Tap koi wa itsudatte Candy" yeah, I've had it stuck in my head for days now. Hopefully naming a chapter after it will cure me. Hope, does indeed, spring eternal.)
* * *
"Yami!! You're awake!!" Yugi bounded through the door, bringing an armful of presents; mostly sweets. He jumped onto Yami's bed.
"I cannot believe you took a bullet for Kaiba. I mean, I knew you had it bad, but not that bad!"
"Mmmm."
"Oh well. Looks like it was worth it. So are you two together now? And can I have one of your lollipops?" asked Yugi, eyeing Yami's get well presents.
"Mmm-hmm." Yami said distractedly.
"Are they gonna let you outta here anytime soon?" Yugi managed, while sucking on a Strawberry Chuppa-chup.
"Mmm-mmm." Yami sighed. He was already sick of the place. Yugi spluttered a laugh.
"You'd have trouble communicating without the letter 'm', huh, Yami?"
"Mmm?" asked Yami, making Yugi laugh harder. "Sorry Yugi. I'm just sorta preoccupied. Ooooh, is that a grape lollipop?" Yugi nodded, passing Yami the purple sweet. The boy had a problem with grapes.
"I was asking about your hot, steamy relationship with the tall, dark, handsome billionaire Seto Kaiba," grinned Yugi, hitting on the subject of the spirit's pre-occupation.
Yami tried his best to ignore the images that popped into his head once again. "Well, it would be a lot hotter and steamier if I wasn't in hospital..."
"But would it even *be* at all?"
"What do you mean?" asked Yami, knowing exactly what his light meant.
"I mean, if you hadn't been dying before his very eyes, he might never have admitted how he felt about you."
"He might never have known," whispered Yami. This was bothering him. Surely if Seto had felt strong enough, he wouldn't have needed to see Yami practically dead before he knew? The masculine part of him told him to shut up and stop being such a girl. Unfortunately, Yami was more feminine than most teenage boys (he wouldn't leave the house without his eyeliner) and being stuck in hospital gave one a lot of time to brood.
"Don't worry about it, Yami. I'm sure he feels the same way about you as you do him." Yami marvelled at the way his light could tell what he was thinking. Still, he wasn't comfortable talking about it.
"So, what have I missed while I've been cooped up in here?"
"Nothing. You've been here one night. But if you want to change the subject, that's fine. I wanted to ask you something." Yugi smiled at Yami. He was so transparent.
"What did you want to ask me, then?"
"I wanted to ask you whether you think I should ask Anzu out?" Yami smiled, noting how Yugi asked his opinion before doing anything. It was like having a little brother, but with less responsibility.
"Well, personally, I don't think much of your taste in girls. Then again, I don't like *any* girls, at least not in that way. But I think she'd say yes."
"Really?" asked Yugi, hopefully.
"Yes, really," Yami smiled, sincerely hoping Anzu wouldn't crush little Yugi. She had stopped flirting with him, so maybe...
"Thanks, Yami. I have to go now, though. Grandpa needs help at the Game Shop." He bid his other half goodbye, leaving him feeling very lonely. Picking up the little TV remote, he began channel surfing. Eventually, he found himself glued to a children's show.
Yami had to admit, he had hit an all time low. But it was so *cool*.
* * *
Bakura was *so* bored. Ryou was out... somewhere. Shopping or something. The boy did love to shop. He'd always come back with plush toys from the $2 shops. There was a secret stash of them under the bed.
He got down on his knees, crawling underneath it, pulling out a pile of cheap, imitation Beanie Baby things. Ryou had a whole heap of Duel Monster plushies. Including, to Bakura's glee, all the characters of 'The Erotic Tales of the Spellcasters'. Grinning, Bakura laid them out on Ryou's bed, rather graphically depicting his favourite scene from the trashy romance novel (which he'd finished the night before).
Reaching under the bed for more plush monsters to play with, he came across a little green book, with a small gold lock on. Ryou's diary. Interesting.
He pulled out his millennium ring, and using one of the pointy bits, picked the lock. Opening it at the first page, he noticed it wasn't so much a diary, as random thoughts and pictures, scribbled throughout. With captions, insults, and very accurate sketches, it told the story of Ryou's first day in Japan, at Domino High, Duellist Kingdom, the Battle City tournament, and... other things.
Turning a page, Bakura found a likeness of himself, fully naked. It was very nice. But there was something not quite right about it. Bakura studied it, then found a pencil, and decided to 'fix' it. There was *no way* he was that small.
As he finished his moderation, he heard the door open, and hastily stuffed the book underneath the bed. "I'm back! And look what I found at the... Bakura! What *have* you been doing with my plushies, you crazy Egyptian bastard?" Ryou sounded both scared and amused.
"You know you love it," Bakura grinned, wrapping his arms around Ryou in a warm embrace, and nibbling his neck.
* * *
Another Chapter. No wonder I'm tired all the time, I type these things up at like, midnight. If mum hasn't caught me by then. Damn strict parent. He he he. And I'm going to restrain from begging for a review. Because I do that every chapter. So, I'll just let you review of your own accord. And... yeah. I'll be going now.