Light of Fallen Darkness: I am so sorry if the first chapter was screwed up! That's because I'm still trying to get used to the whole Notepad thing.
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"It's not that it isn't a good painting but why don't you do photo shoots or something? Won't it save a lot more time?" Yami asked while fighting for the beef with Mokuba.
Kaiba scoffed, "Are you kidding? I'm not going to waste money hiring shit heads to cause more problems."
The beef ended up in Mokuba's rice filled plates instead. He smirked at Yami who glared back at him. The Kaiba brothers scare me sometimes.
Painting Yami's portrait for the ad took longer than Kaiba expected. It was close to seven o'clock by the time he finished so we stayed at the mansion for dinner. To mine and Yami's surprise, Kaiba could whip up a really good dinner if he wanted to.
"You should have your own cooking show." Yami had said jokingly. Mokuba choked on his rice in laughter.
Kaiba scowled, "And dress up in those embarrassing hats and aprons? No thanks."
"But you'll look so cute and funny decked out like a chef!" Yami protested. Kaiba flushed and told him to finish his dinner so we can go home.
The sounds of chopsticks tapping on bowls and the occasional fight for food between Yami and Mokuba were the only noises echoing in the dining room. It turns out the Kaibas only had a housekeeper and about two servants looking after the mansion.
Mokuba and Yami locked chopsticks again, this time for the last piece of red octopus dogs. Both of them had to half stand in order to get a firm grip on the piece of meat but Mokuba was struggling more due to his height disadvantage. They grunted and tugged the dog back and forth while Kaiba looked on nonchalantly. His head moved back and forth from his younger brother to Yami like it was a tennis match.
Suddenly, Mokuba did the unthinkable.
He had to let go.
Fuck.
"Yami!" I screamed just as he was sent flying backwards. We both shut our eyes, waiting for the impact, but opened them when neither of us felt it. Yami blinked and realized his head was resting on something. And that something was warm, and it did not have a steady heartbeat.
I silently thanked any god listening for seating Kaiba beside my other self at the dinner table, and blessing him with excellent reflexes as well. Yami turned around and his face crimsoned. Kaiba's long arms held Yami's waist protectively, his chin dangerously close to the spirit's shoulder. Despite the event that just took place, I couldn't stop myself from laughing my ass off.
They stayed like this, icy blue eyes and warm ruby orbs locked together, for ten awkward seconds until Mokuba cleared his throat. I suppressed a giggle when I saw the blushes beneath their eyes as they quickly pulled away from each other and settle back into their seats. Hmm, too bad I didn't have a camera…
"I am so sorry Yami! You could've gotten a concussion and I would be responsible because I was being selfish-" Yami shook his head kindly at Mokuba and raised a hand to stop his rambling.
"No, Mokuba. It was my fault. I should be more responsible instead of acting so childish." He smiled reassuringly at Mokuba who returned it timidly.
Kaiba suddenly dropped his chopsticks, "Do you need a ride home?" He asked monotonously, gazing at Yami with no emotion at all.
Yami blushed, "Um, if it's okay with you, that is, if you want to. I mean, are you sure?" I sighed loudly enough for him to hear.
"This is no way to impress the love of your life, you know."
"Shut up."
I stuck my tongue out, even if it wasn't going to be seen anyway.
Well, it was decided. Kaiba would drive Yami home in one of the many cars I'm sure he owned. He led us to one of the garages and opened it himself without any trouble. Yami went as berserk as Jonouchi and Honda would be on Christmas morning. "THIS is your car?" He exclaimed.
Kaiba smirked, "One of them." He answered. His smirk widened a bit when Yami gasped. I think he was glad Yami was impressed.
"But cars like these are really expensive! How could you possibly afford them?" Yami continued with his hands and eyes fixated on the hood. It was actually really cute seeing the once most powerful pharaoh of Egypt gawking over a car like some little kid.
"Are you going to get in or not?" Kaiba called from the driver seat. Yami pouted but got in the passenger seat anyway.
The luxurious BMW did not only have a mini bar, but more horsepower than even I could imagine. Yami was shrieking with delight and laughing the entire way while Kaiba gave a few pedestrians and drivers heart attacks. Even though he managed to suppress it well, I could still see that Kaiba was having fun too.
Unfortunately for the two of them, the fun had to stop when Kaiba made a screeching halt at a red light. If he had heat vision like Superman, I'm sure the traffic lights would be nothing but ashes now. Yami sighed and leaned back to catch his breath. "Impressed?" Kaiba asked with a smirk.
Yami grinned, "I would say no just to see the look on your face, but one's conscience can only take so much.
I'm almost certain that hell is a skating rink now, because Kaiba was laughing. This time, it wasn't anything evil or even remotely maniacal, it was genuine. "Hey, let's stop by the ice cream parlor before I drop you off. If you're blown away by this, then you'll probably end up in a coma once I show you what else this thing can do."
A challenging smirk settled on Yami's face, "Try me."
Right after the lights changed, Kaiba's foot slammed against the pedal and the BMW roared past the game shop.
They stopped for ice cream in less than one minute since the traffic lights incident. Kaiba ordered butterscotch for the two of them. "Ever had ice cream before pharaoh?" He teased.
Yami chuckled, "I'm from Egypt Kaiba, not the stone age."
"I was talking about the ice age."
"Three thousand years in the past wasn't even close to that time."
"Either the shit they teach at Tokyo U really is crap or-watch it! Your ice cream is melting." Yami was momentarily alarmed as he tried to lick the dripping substance off the cone but only ended up getting some on the tip of his nose. He was about to wipe it off with a napkin when Kaiba stopped him.
He wiped it off himself, with his tongue.
Luckily, no one was looking this way when he did. Yami's face turned into the darkest shade of red I've ever seen. "K-K-Kaiba!"
Kaiba smirked, "What? I couldn't let my money go to waste now could I?"
"Yeah right."
"Aibou!"
"What? You liked it too didn't you?"
Yami was mute all the way back to the game shop.
Light of Fallen Darkness: This chapter was shorter than I thought it would be. Oh well! Anyway, I didn't even think about making Seto and Yami go to the ice cream parlor until the last minute when this chapter would've been more serious than I intended it to be. Still, I had loads of fun writing this chapter! I'll probably write something like thislater but I can't promise anything at the moment! Anyway, please review! Constructive criticisms are welcomed and flames will be used to burn French homework! I'm taking Grade 9 French for Summer School so I can get it over with and do Mandarin next year. Too bad my school doesn't teach Japanese…