nyack....been a while since i updated, ne? . i just...got sidetracked
with my other stories, and i lost my motivation for this one; i had no
ideas for it, but now i got some more. ^.^
thank you to everyone who reviewed! i'm really glad you guys enjoyed this story, and sorry about the long await, but at least i did update! ^.^
oh, and i got a wunderbar idea from saki5's review; it's gonna make you guys hate anzu even more (O.o? is that even possible?), poor, poor yami.....*sniffles *, and yugi's gonna be SO heart broken when he finds out.....here's the line that gave me an idea: "she probably put knock-out drops in it or something" *evil smirk * ^.^ hey, i might as well make use of the pg-13 rating, ne? give you guys something a little good....eh....a bit 'darker' shall we say......
yam: *snorts and rolls his eyes * no one wants to hear your big mouth, so shut up and start the story
*growls * can it, metal mouth!
yam: *glares * fat ass!
*eye twitches * *snarls and leaps for yam * *yam and oni start fighting *
yug: -.- why me?
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chapter ?: nightly mishaps aka poor yami
Yami crept on tiptoes down the hall. He wished Grandpa wouldn't have waxed the floor today; he'd nearly slipped several times in his black socks. He wore a red t-shirt and black boxers, and carried a note in one hand.
He slipped silently into Yugi's room, glad the little one slept with a night light on. He made his way over to the bed, sidestepping several misstrewn stuffed animals before kneeling besides Yugi, who was curled up under his covers.
Yami gazed down at him, his face extra soft in the dim light, making his little one glow like an angel. The light blue comforter with fluffy white clouds only enhanced the vision, as did the mobile of glow in the dark stars above Yugi's bed. Then he saw something that wilted the gentle smile on his face; there were dried tear tracks on Yugi's cheeks.
"Oh, aibou...." Yami knelt down, gazing softly at Yugi with a sheen of tears in his ruby eyes. "What is hurting you so, my angel? I wish for you to never be sad, or in pain.....I wish you to shine brightly, always." He leaned over and brushed a kiss against Yugi's petal soft lips.
Still asleep, the little one smiled and started to respond when Yami jerked away, angered at himself for taking advantage of his aibou. He gently laid a folded up note written in sparkly black gel pen next to Yugi's bed, where he was sure to find it in the morning. He crept out of Yugi's room, with one last, lingering look at his sleeping angel. He'd just shut the door quietly when-
"Yami Motou, what on earth are you doing?" Yami jumped and turned around to see an angered Sugoruko, who'd just come out of the bathroom, which was right next to Yugi's room, and was glaring at Yami.
Yami simply stared at him, and before he could open his mouth, the old man grabbed one of Yami's many hair brushes which he frequently left lying about the house, and hit him in his tush with it. Yami winced in pain, stepping out of his reach and giving him a half surprised, half dirty look.
"Don't think you're too old or too big to be put across my knee and given a good spanking. Just be glad I don't use the pancake turner. Now, get to bed!" He pointed towards Yami's bedroom, watching as Yami shot him a dirty look, turned on his heel, and marched off to bed with his fists clenched at his side and his nose in the air.
The older boy had taken just two steps when his black socks slipped on the overly polished wooden floor, and Yami fell, his butt hitting the floor soundly. Wincing in pain, he looked over his shoulder, grumbling under his breath.
"Quit goofing off and get to bed. Now. Before I make your butt REALLY sore." Sugoruko looked sternly at Yami for a few minutes before sitting the hairbrush back on the hamper and going back to bed himself. Yami mimicked him, sneering, then flicked him off before slowly getting to his feet, keeping one hand on the wall to keep from falling again while his other hand held his poor, abused behind. He made it to his bedroom without further mishap and flopped face down onto his bed, falling asleep instantly.
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nyack nyack....this chappie is rather short, a bit too short, but i didn't know what else to make happen!
yam: bird brain
*glares * you want another beat down, brace face?
yam: *looks hurt and self -consciously covers his mouth *
*snorts *
yug: -.- knock it off, oni. you're going overboard. *turns his back on yam and oni and smiles sweetly at the reviewers * review and i'll give you a kiss and a cookie!
thank you to everyone who reviewed! i'm really glad you guys enjoyed this story, and sorry about the long await, but at least i did update! ^.^
oh, and i got a wunderbar idea from saki5's review; it's gonna make you guys hate anzu even more (O.o? is that even possible?), poor, poor yami.....*sniffles *, and yugi's gonna be SO heart broken when he finds out.....here's the line that gave me an idea: "she probably put knock-out drops in it or something" *evil smirk * ^.^ hey, i might as well make use of the pg-13 rating, ne? give you guys something a little good....eh....a bit 'darker' shall we say......
yam: *snorts and rolls his eyes * no one wants to hear your big mouth, so shut up and start the story
*growls * can it, metal mouth!
yam: *glares * fat ass!
*eye twitches * *snarls and leaps for yam * *yam and oni start fighting *
yug: -.- why me?
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chapter ?: nightly mishaps aka poor yami
Yami crept on tiptoes down the hall. He wished Grandpa wouldn't have waxed the floor today; he'd nearly slipped several times in his black socks. He wore a red t-shirt and black boxers, and carried a note in one hand.
He slipped silently into Yugi's room, glad the little one slept with a night light on. He made his way over to the bed, sidestepping several misstrewn stuffed animals before kneeling besides Yugi, who was curled up under his covers.
Yami gazed down at him, his face extra soft in the dim light, making his little one glow like an angel. The light blue comforter with fluffy white clouds only enhanced the vision, as did the mobile of glow in the dark stars above Yugi's bed. Then he saw something that wilted the gentle smile on his face; there were dried tear tracks on Yugi's cheeks.
"Oh, aibou...." Yami knelt down, gazing softly at Yugi with a sheen of tears in his ruby eyes. "What is hurting you so, my angel? I wish for you to never be sad, or in pain.....I wish you to shine brightly, always." He leaned over and brushed a kiss against Yugi's petal soft lips.
Still asleep, the little one smiled and started to respond when Yami jerked away, angered at himself for taking advantage of his aibou. He gently laid a folded up note written in sparkly black gel pen next to Yugi's bed, where he was sure to find it in the morning. He crept out of Yugi's room, with one last, lingering look at his sleeping angel. He'd just shut the door quietly when-
"Yami Motou, what on earth are you doing?" Yami jumped and turned around to see an angered Sugoruko, who'd just come out of the bathroom, which was right next to Yugi's room, and was glaring at Yami.
Yami simply stared at him, and before he could open his mouth, the old man grabbed one of Yami's many hair brushes which he frequently left lying about the house, and hit him in his tush with it. Yami winced in pain, stepping out of his reach and giving him a half surprised, half dirty look.
"Don't think you're too old or too big to be put across my knee and given a good spanking. Just be glad I don't use the pancake turner. Now, get to bed!" He pointed towards Yami's bedroom, watching as Yami shot him a dirty look, turned on his heel, and marched off to bed with his fists clenched at his side and his nose in the air.
The older boy had taken just two steps when his black socks slipped on the overly polished wooden floor, and Yami fell, his butt hitting the floor soundly. Wincing in pain, he looked over his shoulder, grumbling under his breath.
"Quit goofing off and get to bed. Now. Before I make your butt REALLY sore." Sugoruko looked sternly at Yami for a few minutes before sitting the hairbrush back on the hamper and going back to bed himself. Yami mimicked him, sneering, then flicked him off before slowly getting to his feet, keeping one hand on the wall to keep from falling again while his other hand held his poor, abused behind. He made it to his bedroom without further mishap and flopped face down onto his bed, falling asleep instantly.
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nyack nyack....this chappie is rather short, a bit too short, but i didn't know what else to make happen!
yam: bird brain
*glares * you want another beat down, brace face?
yam: *looks hurt and self -consciously covers his mouth *
*snorts *
yug: -.- knock it off, oni. you're going overboard. *turns his back on yam and oni and smiles sweetly at the reviewers * review and i'll give you a kiss and a cookie!