Mijikai: Sorry for taking so long. School and all.
Yami:...why do I sound like a girl?
Yugi: Hey, I sound like a girl more then you.
Yami: Well it doesn't matter on you since you already look like one...I mean...
Yugi: Thanks a lot! (runs away)
Yami: Shit! (runs after him)
Mijikai: I just think its screwed that they sound like girls. Oh sorry, ignore us, we were just discussing about the Yugioh Movie. Ignore us and read on!
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Entry Two
Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep.
I groaned as my eyes fluttered open and winced as the bright light from my skylight hit my eyes and curled up tighter, hiding my face inbetween my knees.
Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep bee-slam!
I jumped, and my head whipped around and saw a grumpy looking Yami, glaring at the alarm clock and swearing under his breath.
"Damn fucking alarm clock," Yami hissed as he settled back down and I blushed as his arms tightened around my waist.
'What's Yami doing here?' I wondered before it all rushed back to me and I burst into tears again.
After Grandpa had left, Yami had carried me to bed and held me till I fell asleep, but I hadn't expected Yami to sleep with me.
Yami must have heard me cry, because I immediately felt arms around me and shushing noises, with soft kisses on my cheek.
"Shhhh, it will be alright koi," he whispered. "I promise."
I only nodded in response, and sniffed again before I looked up at him in his loving gaze.
"Hey Yami, thanks."
"Anything for you," he said with a smile as he kissed me upon my brow.
"By the way," I added on as I slipped out of his arms and wiped my eyes. "You didn't have to sleep over."
"Well...uh..." he murmured while blushing, which made me crack up. "I...fell asleep too."
"Well, that explains alot," I teased and he scowled at me before I disappeared out of my room to take a shower.
Once both of us showered and dressed for school we both hurried out of the house, me not seeing my Grandpa anywhere, and towards the train.
A smile touched my lips as we stepped on, but it immediately dropped as a loud blast of music almost deafened my ears.
Yami snarled as he clapped both hands over his ears and glared towards the back of the train.
I followed his glare and saw, to my horror it was Sosoji!
Sosoji was a big student with a pointy kind of hair style that jutted out with bushy black side burns.
He usually grabs someone to sell tickets to his concerts (which our awful. Trust me you'll wind up like this @___@) and you have to listen the whole way through.
I, unfortunately, have listened to his concerts twice in the past and hope never to experience them again.
Unfortunately, that seemed unlikely.
I squeaked and hid behind Yami, or at least tried to, but unfortunately there was an emergency stop and I was thrown more towards Sosji, whose eyes snapped open and sneered down upon me.
All I could really do was gulp.
"Why hello Yugi," he said with a huge smile that was defintely not friendly. "Its been a while since you've heard my beautiful voice."
"Yeah," I said sheepishly. "I guess."
"Ah yes. Its been all summer since I was able to portray my voice in any concert, and I want you to sell these tickets to people for 2000 yen each! And if you don't sell them...you'll know what will happen," he said and cracked his knuckles.
"Uh...yeah," I said while I twitched nervously and slowly took the tickets and stuffed them in my coat pocket.
At that same moment, Yami was able to push through the crowd of people and grabbed my wrist firmly before pulling me as far as possible from Sosji.
"You okay Yugi?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," I mumbled as I started to worry.
Nobody in the whole school would want to go to one of Sosji's concerts...except the Freshmen....no, I couldn't do that to them.
That would be awful!
I sighed again, unhappily, and knew I had to cope with asking the other older grades, since it wasn't fair to sell one to a freshmen who didn't know about Sosoji.
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"Yugi!" Yami shouted and I pratically jumped as I dropped my Math book.
"Yami, don't do that!" I pratcally snapped, and immediately softened as I saw his hurt expression. "Sorry, I'm just a little nervous."
"Why?"
"Nothing to worry about!" I reasured and slipped my hand under the desk and squeezed his hand.
A half smiled adorned his lips, but we immediately parted when our sensei came in.
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"So is it a date?" asked one of those 'I'm a slut' girls, as she fluttered her heavily masscara eyes at _my_ Yami.
He only smirked, which made her swoon.
"I'd be honored with a date with you, but I'm afraid I'm going to be busy for a while."
There was a lot of awws in his fan club and I had to hide a snicker.
'Now where did I put my pen?' I thought as I searched in my pocket, eyeing the prop I was sketching and froze as I felt the paper of Sosoji's tickets.
I slowly pulled them out and stared at them sadly.
Who would ever want to buy them?
"Ooooo, looks like Sosoji's got you again Mutou!" came a voice and I looked up to see one of our lights people looking down on me.
"Yeah I know," I muttered as I stuffed them into my pocket. "Want one?"
"You nuts! I'd rather do homework then listen to his voice! Tough break Mutou."
I groaned and hid my face in my hands.
What was I going to do.
After class was over I was still bruding over the pradicament while we were playing vollyball and ended up having the ball fly into my face.
"You alright there Mutou!" came an unconcerned shout.
Before I could preply I felt someone prop me up and shake me gently.
"Yugi? Yugi. You alright?" came the voice of Yami.
"Yes of course, though my face does sting."
Yami nodded in understanding and helped me up, and tried perswaying me to sit out for a while but I refused.
"I'll be alright, trust me. I've had worse then being hit by a vollyball," I said with a smile and speak of the devil.
The ball hits me in the back of the head and I fell forward in a daze.
I groaned as I rubbed the back of my throbbing head and hastily grabbed Yami's offered hand, and let him drag me towards the bench.
In concern, Jounouchi also kneeled before me and held up his fingers.
"Yug, how many fingers am I holding?" he asked.
I blinked several times.
"Forty?"
Jounouchi facefaulted as did Yami.
"Yug, I'm serious!" he shouted then held them up again.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"I can see perfectly fine Jou. You're holding up two fingers and no the room is not spinning and I'm not seeing double."
"Phew, well that's a relief," Jounouchi sighed.
"Jounouchi! Mutou! Back into the game!" barked the Gym teacher suddenly, giving us all heart failure. "You alright there Yugi!"
"He got hit with the ball, Sensei!" Yami shouted back.
"Sit out for a while, but that does not excuse you two!" she said with a scowl.
"Alright!" Jou shouted back. "Later Yug."
"Koi?" Yami whispered. "Are you going to be alright?"
I blushed waving my hands frantically in front of me.
"Of course, Yami! A lot of people get injured all the time! Don't worry about me!" I said with a smile which finally convinced him enough to continue with his game.
I sat there for a while, waiting for the pain to subside before I picked myself up and joined my team who were sitting out, waiting for their turn to play again.
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Finally, when the day ended, I was mumbling to myself, staring at the tickets in my hands, when they were suddenly plucked out of my hands.
"What are these?" Yami asked, a teasing smirk upon his face.
"Yami give them back!" I shouted trying to reach for them, but couldn't because Yami was fricken taller then me!
"I just want to see," Yami said, then frowned. "Whose this Sosoji and why do you have tickets to his concert?"
I tried my best to look innocent, but a smile was tugging at my lips as I could almost feel the jeolousy burning from Yami.
Yami's face was strained as he tried to be calm, but some sort of growl was escaping his pursed lips, and there was some sort of fire in his eyes.
But what hinted me the most of his anger, was he was scrunching the tickets in a tight fist. (--0 typical)
I placed a hand on his fist and gently pried the poor tickets out of Yami's grip.
"Shosoji is just a guy who is a senor now and he gives live concerts at a karioke bar. You pay of course, and...sometimes he grabs people to sell tickets for him," I explained to sooth my poor Yami, but then I felt a lump in my throat. "Unfortunately I couldn't find anybody and I didn't have the heart to ask the fresh men. He's awful Yami. Terrible."
"Then I'll buy one," Yami said firmly, and started searching his back pack.
"Yami don't!" I shouted quickly. "Going to one of his concerts is pure torture!"
Yami stopped rummaging and peered at me with intense voilet eyes.
"Tell me, Yugi. How do you know it's so awful?" he asked in a calm voice.
My mouth only flapped open and shut.
"Well then, he might not be so bad after all," he concluded, rummaging again. "How much are those tickets?"
"Yami don't," I pleaded and he looked at me again. "Yami, I know because I've been forced to his concerts twice. I didn't like it, and neither does anybody else."
I countes slowly backwards to ten before Yami went off.
"HE WHAT!? THAT LITTLE FUCKEN BASTARD! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM HE'LL BE SO SORRY FOR...!"
"Sorry for what? And I certaintly hope you aren't talking about me," came a slow voice and Yami whirled around, only to bump into Seto.
"Oh, its you," Yami said in a dull voice and I laughed as Seto gave him a look.
"Is that anyway to say hello to your cousin?"
"Okay, hello. How's hell?"
"...you're not a greeting person."
"Only to you my older cousin."
I waited patiently before the two's serious, bord, serene expressions shattered with their laughter and they both thumped each other on the back with smiles on their faces.
"Oh god, that was, what, three minutes?" Yami asked as he checked his watch.
"A world record!"
"Anyway, no we were not talking about you, Seto," Yami said firmly, and his happy expression dropped. "We were talking about Shosoji, a bastard that sings like a banshii and has forced (hisses so low no one but the three of us can here) _my_ koi (Back to normal) Yugi to one of his concerts. And I was just about to find him and pummel his guts inside out."
"Not the most appitizing picture to think about," Seto commented dryly, and slipped an arm around my shoulders and led me towards the door.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going!" Yami shouted after us.
"Somewhere where your burning anger and jeolously won't scorge us," Seto teased and I laughed as Yami humphed behind us.
"So any problems?" Seto asked me politely and I shook my head.
"Not much for you to worry about Seto, but thanks," I said with a smile. "Ack!"
A blush creeped up into my cheeks as Yami hugged me against him and away from Seto, his arm firmly around my waist.
"Back off mellon head, he's mine and you know it!" Yami shouted angrily.
"Well, I'm sure I can find someone better then _your_ lover, no offense Yugi," he added quickly.
"None taken."
"Good, because then you can leave _my_ lover alone and go bug yours," Yami grumbled, then stopped before reaching into his pocket and counting the paper money he had in his hand. "How much was a ticket Yugi?"
"Uh..." I tried to protest but he shook his head.
"I'd rather go then see you get into to trouble," Yami said simply. "Now how much."
I bowed my head in defeat.
"2000 yen."
"Greedy bastard," Yami growled. "So, when's the concert?"
"Tonight," I answered sadly.
"Here," Seto suddenly said and two thousand yen was in my palm with a ticket in Seto's. "I'll come too."
"But..." I stuttered.
"And don't forget me!" came a shout that scared the shit out of me.
"Jounouchi!"
"Yami's one of my best friends, and I won't let him go alone, and so are you and I won't see you get in trouble."
"Actually he won't be alone, he'll have me," Seto insisted, and Jounouchi rolled his eyes.
"How comforting."
Seto pursed his lips but didn't say a word.
"Well...actually...I'm going too," I spoke up.
"But Yugi, the reason I'm buying one is so you don't have to go!" Yami protested, and I sighed.
"I'm sorry Yami, but all the people Shosji sends to sell tickets have to automatically go or get pummeled, even if they sell all their tickets."
Yami snorted.
"Well, I'm definitely going then," he said with a nod.
"So," Seto said suddenly. "Are you going on the train with Yugi, or do you want me to drive you home?"
"I'll be on the train, see ya there," Yami said and he slipped his hand in mine pulling me towards the train station.
"Are you sure you want to do this Yami?" I asked uneasily and Yami chuckled.
"Anything for you koi."
"And that's what concerns me," I sighed and he laughed again.
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When I came home, Grandpa was there, sweeping outside, staring hard at the concrete.
"Uh...Hi Grandpa," I said cheerfully and received a grunt in response.
"I...I'll be gone tonight..." I started and Grandpa glanced at me with emotionless eyes.
"With Yami?" he asked in a voice I've never heard him use before.
Deep and eerie, with a bit of deadness on the edge.
"And my two other friends," I added quietly and he nodded, turning back to his sweeping.
I quickly went inside and up to my room, throwing myself onto my bed and sobbed.
It hurt, it really did.
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Night came to soon for my likeing and found myself walking towards the karioke bar, where I, of course, payed and sat down heavily on a coach with Shosji standing on stage in his elvis costume.
I waited for several minutes, then became nervous when nobody came.
"Yugi," Shosoji said quietly and angrily, and before I knew what was happening, he was attacking me. "What did I tell you about those tickets!"
"I...I...I," I stammered but then the door burst open.
"Leave him alone Sosoji!" came a sharp bark that sent relief through me. "He has gotten you an audience, so leave him alone and start your singing!"
Sosoji let go and I fell heavily back onto the coach while he was observing his audience.
Yami stood in front, eyes narrowed, eyebrows contraced downward, and what seemed to be a snarl on his lips.
Seto was right behind Yami, looking around the room with no intreast at all.
Jounouchi was well...mummbling to himself, munching on a sandwich.
Sosoji grinned and took his place back on stage and Yami was seated beside me, legs crossed and arms folded, glowering at the man on stage, and Seto did the same on another coach near by while Jounouchi sat, almost sprawled, on my other side, still chewing on his sandwhich that was...dripping...cheese?
"Jou, what are you eatting?" I asked.
"Pizza sandwich."
"Ewwwwwww! Gross!" I shouted, which made Jou grin.
"That's exactly what the cousin's said."
Suddenly, there was an ear splitting ring and we all looked up to see Ssosji turning the volume to max.
"LET'S START WITH MY FAVORITE!" came the booming voice on the mic. "LET'S GO!"
I think we all screamed in pain, but I couldn't tell since my own voice was drowned out with the volume, but I did know I was screaming since my mouth was open and I felt vibration in my throat.
'H...he can't be human!' I thought as I clutched my ringing ears and gritted my teeth.
Finally the song ended.
"YOW! THAT MADE ME SHIVER! NOW TIME FOR OUR NEXT SONG!!!" he shouted and started singing again.
I felt sweat roll down my face and my head hurt so badly I thought it was going to split.
My head sunk to in between my knees and stayed there, covering my ears and sqeezing my eyes shut.
Something grabbed me and my left ear was being pressed against something, and a larger hand was helping to cover my right ear.
I pried my eyes open and saw Yami.
His face had the expression of pain as he clenched his jaw and a grimace upon his lips.
His right eye was completly shut, but his left was cracked open looking at me, concern and pain in the dephs of his eyes.
"Yugi," he said, though I only read his lips before he gasped in pain and hugged me tightly.
'He's...he's sacrificing his hearing for me,' I realized with wide eyes, as tears started running down my face, and I felt the intense breathing as my ear was squashed against his chest, but it did help block out the sound. 'He's using one hand to hold me against him, and the other to help cover my exposed ear. Oh Yami!'
The song ended, and Sosoji grinned at all of us, nastily, but Yami did not move his position, in face, he tightened his grip.
"Yami?" I asked in concern, and paniced as I saw the petrified expression on his face. "Yami!"
"I...I can't hear anything," he whispered and dismay washed over me.
Seto was beside him immediately, while I hugged him tightly, crying.
It was all my fault.
"Yami!" Seto shouted in his ear. "Can you hear me!"
"Seto!" Yami shouted back, with fear. "Vagually!"
Seto sighed with relief, and smiled down at me.
"Nothing to worry about Yugi. In time his hearing will come back. If he hadn't been able to hear me, then he might have gone deaf."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Just give it a day or so and he'll be back to normal," Seto reasured.
I sighed with relief, when something hit me and pulled out of Yami's grip.
"Jounouchi!" I shouted.
"OKAY FOLKS NOW FOR ANOTHER ONE OF MY FAVORITES!"
"No!" Seto shouted.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME!"
"I SAID NO YOU FUCKEN BITCH!" Seto shouted.
I scrambled towards Jounouchi and shook him.
His form was sprawled on the ground, and he did not seem consious.
"Jou! Jou!" I shouted but received no response.
I looked back up at Seto who was giving Sosoji the finger, and kneeled beside me, hauling Jounouchi onto his back.
"I'll carry the puppy, you can guide Yami."
"Okay," I said and went back to Yami, who was confused, and pulled him up.
"YOU CAN'T LEAVE!"
"Watch me!" Seto shouted and slammed the door behind him. "Agorant bastard. Here, I'll take Yami with me, you go on home."
"But..." I was about to protest, but Seto cut me off.
"I can guide Yami home and don't worry he'll be a bit better tomorrow, I promise."
"But Jounouchi..."
"He's sleeping."
I stared before I facefaulted.
"How can he sleep through that!" I shouted.
"I have no idea," Seto muttered with the shake of his head.
Jounouchi snorted in response.
"No, my pizza! Mine I say! Seto why are you dressed like a pizza?" Jounouchi mumbled in his sleep and Seto sweatdropped.
"I'll be sure to ask him about that when he wakes up," he muttered to himself. "See you Yugi."
I nodded but before I left, I felt someone grab my elbow and looked back to see Yami.
He kneeled before me and touched my ears, and cocked his head sideways, concern in his eyes.
I smiled at his concern for me, and pointed to my ears and made the okay sign.
He smiled in relief, and pecked me on the lips before I departed.
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Mijikai: Please review! And those who like the Yugi/Yami couple, enjoy these chapters, for soon...I shall mess with the couples! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! :D
Yugi: (sweatdrop)
Yami: (sweatdrop)
Yugi: (looks at Yami)
Yami: (looks at Yugi)
Yugi: (leaves)
Yami: ;_;
Mijikai: --0
Yami:...why do I sound like a girl?
Yugi: Hey, I sound like a girl more then you.
Yami: Well it doesn't matter on you since you already look like one...I mean...
Yugi: Thanks a lot! (runs away)
Yami: Shit! (runs after him)
Mijikai: I just think its screwed that they sound like girls. Oh sorry, ignore us, we were just discussing about the Yugioh Movie. Ignore us and read on!
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Entry Two
Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep.
I groaned as my eyes fluttered open and winced as the bright light from my skylight hit my eyes and curled up tighter, hiding my face inbetween my knees.
Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep bee-slam!
I jumped, and my head whipped around and saw a grumpy looking Yami, glaring at the alarm clock and swearing under his breath.
"Damn fucking alarm clock," Yami hissed as he settled back down and I blushed as his arms tightened around my waist.
'What's Yami doing here?' I wondered before it all rushed back to me and I burst into tears again.
After Grandpa had left, Yami had carried me to bed and held me till I fell asleep, but I hadn't expected Yami to sleep with me.
Yami must have heard me cry, because I immediately felt arms around me and shushing noises, with soft kisses on my cheek.
"Shhhh, it will be alright koi," he whispered. "I promise."
I only nodded in response, and sniffed again before I looked up at him in his loving gaze.
"Hey Yami, thanks."
"Anything for you," he said with a smile as he kissed me upon my brow.
"By the way," I added on as I slipped out of his arms and wiped my eyes. "You didn't have to sleep over."
"Well...uh..." he murmured while blushing, which made me crack up. "I...fell asleep too."
"Well, that explains alot," I teased and he scowled at me before I disappeared out of my room to take a shower.
Once both of us showered and dressed for school we both hurried out of the house, me not seeing my Grandpa anywhere, and towards the train.
A smile touched my lips as we stepped on, but it immediately dropped as a loud blast of music almost deafened my ears.
Yami snarled as he clapped both hands over his ears and glared towards the back of the train.
I followed his glare and saw, to my horror it was Sosoji!
Sosoji was a big student with a pointy kind of hair style that jutted out with bushy black side burns.
He usually grabs someone to sell tickets to his concerts (which our awful. Trust me you'll wind up like this @___@) and you have to listen the whole way through.
I, unfortunately, have listened to his concerts twice in the past and hope never to experience them again.
Unfortunately, that seemed unlikely.
I squeaked and hid behind Yami, or at least tried to, but unfortunately there was an emergency stop and I was thrown more towards Sosji, whose eyes snapped open and sneered down upon me.
All I could really do was gulp.
"Why hello Yugi," he said with a huge smile that was defintely not friendly. "Its been a while since you've heard my beautiful voice."
"Yeah," I said sheepishly. "I guess."
"Ah yes. Its been all summer since I was able to portray my voice in any concert, and I want you to sell these tickets to people for 2000 yen each! And if you don't sell them...you'll know what will happen," he said and cracked his knuckles.
"Uh...yeah," I said while I twitched nervously and slowly took the tickets and stuffed them in my coat pocket.
At that same moment, Yami was able to push through the crowd of people and grabbed my wrist firmly before pulling me as far as possible from Sosji.
"You okay Yugi?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," I mumbled as I started to worry.
Nobody in the whole school would want to go to one of Sosji's concerts...except the Freshmen....no, I couldn't do that to them.
That would be awful!
I sighed again, unhappily, and knew I had to cope with asking the other older grades, since it wasn't fair to sell one to a freshmen who didn't know about Sosoji.
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"Yugi!" Yami shouted and I pratically jumped as I dropped my Math book.
"Yami, don't do that!" I pratcally snapped, and immediately softened as I saw his hurt expression. "Sorry, I'm just a little nervous."
"Why?"
"Nothing to worry about!" I reasured and slipped my hand under the desk and squeezed his hand.
A half smiled adorned his lips, but we immediately parted when our sensei came in.
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"So is it a date?" asked one of those 'I'm a slut' girls, as she fluttered her heavily masscara eyes at _my_ Yami.
He only smirked, which made her swoon.
"I'd be honored with a date with you, but I'm afraid I'm going to be busy for a while."
There was a lot of awws in his fan club and I had to hide a snicker.
'Now where did I put my pen?' I thought as I searched in my pocket, eyeing the prop I was sketching and froze as I felt the paper of Sosoji's tickets.
I slowly pulled them out and stared at them sadly.
Who would ever want to buy them?
"Ooooo, looks like Sosoji's got you again Mutou!" came a voice and I looked up to see one of our lights people looking down on me.
"Yeah I know," I muttered as I stuffed them into my pocket. "Want one?"
"You nuts! I'd rather do homework then listen to his voice! Tough break Mutou."
I groaned and hid my face in my hands.
What was I going to do.
After class was over I was still bruding over the pradicament while we were playing vollyball and ended up having the ball fly into my face.
"You alright there Mutou!" came an unconcerned shout.
Before I could preply I felt someone prop me up and shake me gently.
"Yugi? Yugi. You alright?" came the voice of Yami.
"Yes of course, though my face does sting."
Yami nodded in understanding and helped me up, and tried perswaying me to sit out for a while but I refused.
"I'll be alright, trust me. I've had worse then being hit by a vollyball," I said with a smile and speak of the devil.
The ball hits me in the back of the head and I fell forward in a daze.
I groaned as I rubbed the back of my throbbing head and hastily grabbed Yami's offered hand, and let him drag me towards the bench.
In concern, Jounouchi also kneeled before me and held up his fingers.
"Yug, how many fingers am I holding?" he asked.
I blinked several times.
"Forty?"
Jounouchi facefaulted as did Yami.
"Yug, I'm serious!" he shouted then held them up again.
I couldn't help but laugh.
"I can see perfectly fine Jou. You're holding up two fingers and no the room is not spinning and I'm not seeing double."
"Phew, well that's a relief," Jounouchi sighed.
"Jounouchi! Mutou! Back into the game!" barked the Gym teacher suddenly, giving us all heart failure. "You alright there Yugi!"
"He got hit with the ball, Sensei!" Yami shouted back.
"Sit out for a while, but that does not excuse you two!" she said with a scowl.
"Alright!" Jou shouted back. "Later Yug."
"Koi?" Yami whispered. "Are you going to be alright?"
I blushed waving my hands frantically in front of me.
"Of course, Yami! A lot of people get injured all the time! Don't worry about me!" I said with a smile which finally convinced him enough to continue with his game.
I sat there for a while, waiting for the pain to subside before I picked myself up and joined my team who were sitting out, waiting for their turn to play again.
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Finally, when the day ended, I was mumbling to myself, staring at the tickets in my hands, when they were suddenly plucked out of my hands.
"What are these?" Yami asked, a teasing smirk upon his face.
"Yami give them back!" I shouted trying to reach for them, but couldn't because Yami was fricken taller then me!
"I just want to see," Yami said, then frowned. "Whose this Sosoji and why do you have tickets to his concert?"
I tried my best to look innocent, but a smile was tugging at my lips as I could almost feel the jeolousy burning from Yami.
Yami's face was strained as he tried to be calm, but some sort of growl was escaping his pursed lips, and there was some sort of fire in his eyes.
But what hinted me the most of his anger, was he was scrunching the tickets in a tight fist. (--0 typical)
I placed a hand on his fist and gently pried the poor tickets out of Yami's grip.
"Shosoji is just a guy who is a senor now and he gives live concerts at a karioke bar. You pay of course, and...sometimes he grabs people to sell tickets for him," I explained to sooth my poor Yami, but then I felt a lump in my throat. "Unfortunately I couldn't find anybody and I didn't have the heart to ask the fresh men. He's awful Yami. Terrible."
"Then I'll buy one," Yami said firmly, and started searching his back pack.
"Yami don't!" I shouted quickly. "Going to one of his concerts is pure torture!"
Yami stopped rummaging and peered at me with intense voilet eyes.
"Tell me, Yugi. How do you know it's so awful?" he asked in a calm voice.
My mouth only flapped open and shut.
"Well then, he might not be so bad after all," he concluded, rummaging again. "How much are those tickets?"
"Yami don't," I pleaded and he looked at me again. "Yami, I know because I've been forced to his concerts twice. I didn't like it, and neither does anybody else."
I countes slowly backwards to ten before Yami went off.
"HE WHAT!? THAT LITTLE FUCKEN BASTARD! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM HE'LL BE SO SORRY FOR...!"
"Sorry for what? And I certaintly hope you aren't talking about me," came a slow voice and Yami whirled around, only to bump into Seto.
"Oh, its you," Yami said in a dull voice and I laughed as Seto gave him a look.
"Is that anyway to say hello to your cousin?"
"Okay, hello. How's hell?"
"...you're not a greeting person."
"Only to you my older cousin."
I waited patiently before the two's serious, bord, serene expressions shattered with their laughter and they both thumped each other on the back with smiles on their faces.
"Oh god, that was, what, three minutes?" Yami asked as he checked his watch.
"A world record!"
"Anyway, no we were not talking about you, Seto," Yami said firmly, and his happy expression dropped. "We were talking about Shosoji, a bastard that sings like a banshii and has forced (hisses so low no one but the three of us can here) _my_ koi (Back to normal) Yugi to one of his concerts. And I was just about to find him and pummel his guts inside out."
"Not the most appitizing picture to think about," Seto commented dryly, and slipped an arm around my shoulders and led me towards the door.
"Hey! Where do you think you're going!" Yami shouted after us.
"Somewhere where your burning anger and jeolously won't scorge us," Seto teased and I laughed as Yami humphed behind us.
"So any problems?" Seto asked me politely and I shook my head.
"Not much for you to worry about Seto, but thanks," I said with a smile. "Ack!"
A blush creeped up into my cheeks as Yami hugged me against him and away from Seto, his arm firmly around my waist.
"Back off mellon head, he's mine and you know it!" Yami shouted angrily.
"Well, I'm sure I can find someone better then _your_ lover, no offense Yugi," he added quickly.
"None taken."
"Good, because then you can leave _my_ lover alone and go bug yours," Yami grumbled, then stopped before reaching into his pocket and counting the paper money he had in his hand. "How much was a ticket Yugi?"
"Uh..." I tried to protest but he shook his head.
"I'd rather go then see you get into to trouble," Yami said simply. "Now how much."
I bowed my head in defeat.
"2000 yen."
"Greedy bastard," Yami growled. "So, when's the concert?"
"Tonight," I answered sadly.
"Here," Seto suddenly said and two thousand yen was in my palm with a ticket in Seto's. "I'll come too."
"But..." I stuttered.
"And don't forget me!" came a shout that scared the shit out of me.
"Jounouchi!"
"Yami's one of my best friends, and I won't let him go alone, and so are you and I won't see you get in trouble."
"Actually he won't be alone, he'll have me," Seto insisted, and Jounouchi rolled his eyes.
"How comforting."
Seto pursed his lips but didn't say a word.
"Well...actually...I'm going too," I spoke up.
"But Yugi, the reason I'm buying one is so you don't have to go!" Yami protested, and I sighed.
"I'm sorry Yami, but all the people Shosji sends to sell tickets have to automatically go or get pummeled, even if they sell all their tickets."
Yami snorted.
"Well, I'm definitely going then," he said with a nod.
"So," Seto said suddenly. "Are you going on the train with Yugi, or do you want me to drive you home?"
"I'll be on the train, see ya there," Yami said and he slipped his hand in mine pulling me towards the train station.
"Are you sure you want to do this Yami?" I asked uneasily and Yami chuckled.
"Anything for you koi."
"And that's what concerns me," I sighed and he laughed again.
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When I came home, Grandpa was there, sweeping outside, staring hard at the concrete.
"Uh...Hi Grandpa," I said cheerfully and received a grunt in response.
"I...I'll be gone tonight..." I started and Grandpa glanced at me with emotionless eyes.
"With Yami?" he asked in a voice I've never heard him use before.
Deep and eerie, with a bit of deadness on the edge.
"And my two other friends," I added quietly and he nodded, turning back to his sweeping.
I quickly went inside and up to my room, throwing myself onto my bed and sobbed.
It hurt, it really did.
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Night came to soon for my likeing and found myself walking towards the karioke bar, where I, of course, payed and sat down heavily on a coach with Shosji standing on stage in his elvis costume.
I waited for several minutes, then became nervous when nobody came.
"Yugi," Shosoji said quietly and angrily, and before I knew what was happening, he was attacking me. "What did I tell you about those tickets!"
"I...I...I," I stammered but then the door burst open.
"Leave him alone Sosoji!" came a sharp bark that sent relief through me. "He has gotten you an audience, so leave him alone and start your singing!"
Sosoji let go and I fell heavily back onto the coach while he was observing his audience.
Yami stood in front, eyes narrowed, eyebrows contraced downward, and what seemed to be a snarl on his lips.
Seto was right behind Yami, looking around the room with no intreast at all.
Jounouchi was well...mummbling to himself, munching on a sandwich.
Sosoji grinned and took his place back on stage and Yami was seated beside me, legs crossed and arms folded, glowering at the man on stage, and Seto did the same on another coach near by while Jounouchi sat, almost sprawled, on my other side, still chewing on his sandwhich that was...dripping...cheese?
"Jou, what are you eatting?" I asked.
"Pizza sandwich."
"Ewwwwwww! Gross!" I shouted, which made Jou grin.
"That's exactly what the cousin's said."
Suddenly, there was an ear splitting ring and we all looked up to see Ssosji turning the volume to max.
"LET'S START WITH MY FAVORITE!" came the booming voice on the mic. "LET'S GO!"
I think we all screamed in pain, but I couldn't tell since my own voice was drowned out with the volume, but I did know I was screaming since my mouth was open and I felt vibration in my throat.
'H...he can't be human!' I thought as I clutched my ringing ears and gritted my teeth.
Finally the song ended.
"YOW! THAT MADE ME SHIVER! NOW TIME FOR OUR NEXT SONG!!!" he shouted and started singing again.
I felt sweat roll down my face and my head hurt so badly I thought it was going to split.
My head sunk to in between my knees and stayed there, covering my ears and sqeezing my eyes shut.
Something grabbed me and my left ear was being pressed against something, and a larger hand was helping to cover my right ear.
I pried my eyes open and saw Yami.
His face had the expression of pain as he clenched his jaw and a grimace upon his lips.
His right eye was completly shut, but his left was cracked open looking at me, concern and pain in the dephs of his eyes.
"Yugi," he said, though I only read his lips before he gasped in pain and hugged me tightly.
'He's...he's sacrificing his hearing for me,' I realized with wide eyes, as tears started running down my face, and I felt the intense breathing as my ear was squashed against his chest, but it did help block out the sound. 'He's using one hand to hold me against him, and the other to help cover my exposed ear. Oh Yami!'
The song ended, and Sosoji grinned at all of us, nastily, but Yami did not move his position, in face, he tightened his grip.
"Yami?" I asked in concern, and paniced as I saw the petrified expression on his face. "Yami!"
"I...I can't hear anything," he whispered and dismay washed over me.
Seto was beside him immediately, while I hugged him tightly, crying.
It was all my fault.
"Yami!" Seto shouted in his ear. "Can you hear me!"
"Seto!" Yami shouted back, with fear. "Vagually!"
Seto sighed with relief, and smiled down at me.
"Nothing to worry about Yugi. In time his hearing will come back. If he hadn't been able to hear me, then he might have gone deaf."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Just give it a day or so and he'll be back to normal," Seto reasured.
I sighed with relief, when something hit me and pulled out of Yami's grip.
"Jounouchi!" I shouted.
"OKAY FOLKS NOW FOR ANOTHER ONE OF MY FAVORITES!"
"No!" Seto shouted.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME!"
"I SAID NO YOU FUCKEN BITCH!" Seto shouted.
I scrambled towards Jounouchi and shook him.
His form was sprawled on the ground, and he did not seem consious.
"Jou! Jou!" I shouted but received no response.
I looked back up at Seto who was giving Sosoji the finger, and kneeled beside me, hauling Jounouchi onto his back.
"I'll carry the puppy, you can guide Yami."
"Okay," I said and went back to Yami, who was confused, and pulled him up.
"YOU CAN'T LEAVE!"
"Watch me!" Seto shouted and slammed the door behind him. "Agorant bastard. Here, I'll take Yami with me, you go on home."
"But..." I was about to protest, but Seto cut me off.
"I can guide Yami home and don't worry he'll be a bit better tomorrow, I promise."
"But Jounouchi..."
"He's sleeping."
I stared before I facefaulted.
"How can he sleep through that!" I shouted.
"I have no idea," Seto muttered with the shake of his head.
Jounouchi snorted in response.
"No, my pizza! Mine I say! Seto why are you dressed like a pizza?" Jounouchi mumbled in his sleep and Seto sweatdropped.
"I'll be sure to ask him about that when he wakes up," he muttered to himself. "See you Yugi."
I nodded but before I left, I felt someone grab my elbow and looked back to see Yami.
He kneeled before me and touched my ears, and cocked his head sideways, concern in his eyes.
I smiled at his concern for me, and pointed to my ears and made the okay sign.
He smiled in relief, and pecked me on the lips before I departed.
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Mijikai: Please review! And those who like the Yugi/Yami couple, enjoy these chapters, for soon...I shall mess with the couples! MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! :D
Yugi: (sweatdrop)
Yami: (sweatdrop)
Yugi: (looks at Yami)
Yami: (looks at Yugi)
Yugi: (leaves)
Yami: ;_;
Mijikai: --0