A/N: Well, now that "Land of Forever" is finished, I've decided to write a new fic! *snickers* Well, this is my first try at anything slightly humorous so, give me break ^^;;
Disclaimer: Difinity no own Yu-Gi-Oh! So put those nasty lawyers away! *hides*
WARNING: This story contains SHONEN-AI! That means boys being kissy with boys! *fan girls cheer*
Couples: Yami/Yuugi, Seto/Jou, Bakura/Ryou, Honda/Otogi
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Kiss Me Over The Garden Gate
Chapter I: How Were You Supposed To Know?
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"Are you going to spend your entire weekend out there?"
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"Yup."
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"But why? I don't see anything appealing about playing in the dirt all weekend long."
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"Oh hush you. Why don't you go practice playing your guitar?"
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"I'll do it later."
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Yuugi put the bag of soil on the counter and sighed, placing his hands on his hips, staring at his darker half who sat lazily on a stool. The boy on the stool smirked playfully at his friend, mischief glowing in his ruby-red eyes, that of which caused the shorter of the two to giggle slightly before picking up his current purchase from the flower nursery. Yuugi took the bag and set it out back, as he had done with other purchases. The spirit from the Sennen Puzzle looked at his partner, or aibou, rather curiously. Watching Yuugi scamper in and out of the store began to make him slightly dizzy.
Sighing relentlessly, the ancient Pharaoh placed his elbows on the counter and stared outside, his eyes barely being able to peek up at the clouds. A small smile tugged at his lips as he watched Yuugi struggle lightly with the bags. Each minute or so, Yuugi would come back inside the shop, carry the rest of his gardening tools and supplies, set them outside in the back, then return the front of the shop to gather the rest. The spirit glanced over to the corner, eyeing his guitar.
Recently, he had been fascinated with the entrancing sound that was emitted from the seemingly simple instrument. Yet it had proven to be harder to play than it looked. Still, anything for his aibou.
Yami heard Yuugi yelp out as he tripped in the hallway. Rolling his eyes with a grin, he hopped off the stool to go help the small boy.
Anything.
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Sitting on the steps of the patio, Yami watched as Yuugi and Jou's sister, Shizuka, carefully dug separate holes into the soft earth, gingerly planting growing flowers and then sewing fresh seeds. The whole planting process left Yami bored, yet oddly fascinated. He smiled faintly as he heard Shizuka and Yuugi laugh together, watching the two have fun while working vigorously on the garden. How it had all come to pass, Yami still didn't know.
Just a few weeks ago, Yuugi suddenly became very interested in gardening. His fascination with plants, flowers and bringing life to the earth was slowly growing into a small obsession. The small boy hardly touched his deck anymore, but was still interested in Duel Monsters, none the less. Yuugi's curiosity with flowers ran deep, and Yami was willing to assist his aibou in anyway possible. Yet Yuugi had kindly declined the help, obvious to the look of boredom that always seemed to settle in Yami's ruby eyes when discussing different types of flowers and gardening techniques.
At about the same time, Yami began to take up the guitar. He knew Yuugi adored the instrument, and had decided to learn how to play it, just to make Yuugi happy. Yami noticed he had been doing that recently; doing chores or taking up hobbies that Yuugi generally enjoyed. Each small smile that Yuugi gave him was enough to have Yami content all day; a small hug was enough to last Yami a whole week. He never really noticed when Yuugi had suddenly become so adorable in his eyes, but personally, he didn't mind.
Not at all.
"Ne, Yuugi-san, I've got to go now," Shizuka sighed, standing up and stretching her knees. Her long ebony colored hair was tied into a neat pony-tail, the bangs on her face decorating her innocent features. Bright green eyes twinkled in the summer sun, a smile as bright as the sun itself spread across Shizuka's face. The amethyst eyed boy smiled up at her, standing up as well.
"That's all right," he chirped. "I'll see you in two weeks then."
Shizuka nodded as she took off her gardening gloves and placed them gently on the ground.
Shizuka was leaving town that day for two weeks. Her mother had to take her daughter for another check-up at the hospital, just to make sure Shizuka's eyes were well and that there were no problems. Jou insisted on going with them, to his sister's great delight (But not to Seto's. Said CEO of Kaiba Corporation had denied ever mumbling complaints about Jou leaving----much to Jou's disappointment----for two weeks, although Mokuba had gone on and on about how Seto developed a crush on the blonde boy, due to the fact he caught Seto mumbling Jou's name in his sleep one time then furiously hugging his pillow. That, of course, involved a thrilled Jou, an embarrassed Seto, and a group of teenagers who couldn't seem to stop laughing.)
That, however, meant that Yuugi would be alone with his darker half for the next two weeks; Seto obviously never went anywhere except for Kaiba Corporation, Anzu was at a dancing camp for the whole summer, Ryou and his yami, Bakura, were going with Ryou's father on an expedition in Egypt the following week, and Honda and Otogi had gone over to America, settling some business deals about producing Dungeon Dice Monsters in North America.
Not that Yuugi minded being alone with Yami; he enjoyed it very much. Still, there was an odd sensation he felt when he sat beside Yami, the two boys quietly watching television. Gardening, his new passion, led him away from all the confusing emotions, the troubled thoughts, and just ordinary life itself. The peaceful and tender tranquility Yuugi felt as he sat outside in the middle of his garden was a feeling completely unknown to anyone else. The lovely scent, the beautiful scenery, and the feeling of accomplishment of creating something so heavenly beautiful was something Yuugi treasured with all his heart.
What he adored as much, though, was spying on his yami as the ancient spirit tried to play his guitar. Occasionally, Yuugi would shut his ears to drone out the loud obscenities that Yami would voice. The whole thing was cute in it's own special little way, and Yuugi didn't hesitate to then enter the room and assist his yami in continuing the lesson. Yet the faint blushes that would color Yami's cheeks sometimes stayed within the recesses of Yuugi's curious mind. The taller of the two had no reason to blush; maybe it was when Yuugi would take Yami's hand in his own and gently strum the strings, or maybe it was at how close they would sit.
Yuugi stared at his flowers, a soft blush spreading across the bridge of his nose and traveling across his cheeks.
"Ja ne, Yuugi-san!" Shizuka called. Yuugi waved at his friend. She traveled up to the steps and passed by Yami. "Ja ne, Yami-san!"
"Ja ne, Shizuka-chan," Yami waved with a soft smile.
After hearing the front door of the Game Shop close, Yami stood up, glancing around. He noticed how bright the small area had become, each flower sparkling brightly in the summer sun. Yuugi took off his gardening gloves, smiling triumphantly as he glanced around at the completed garden.
There were flowers everywhere.
The yard was laid out with terraces, and paths that boasted annuals, perennials, vines, bushes a pond, a special section resplendent with a variety of roses. The pond was rimmed with rushes, and Yuugi planned to place water irises during the spring. Water lilies floated on the water's surface, and a wooden bench beside the pond was encircled with peony and camellia bushes. Morning-glory vines spread over rocks. The sun caused the pond water to shimmer lightly, making the garden all too beautiful to be real.
Yuugi stood in front of the glimmering pond, his eyes filled with joy. He laughed happily.
"It's done Yami! What do you think?"
Yami didn't respond; his breath caught in his throat as he stared wide-eyed at his aibou.
The shimmering flowers surrounded the amethyst eyed boy, and the green grass was tucked underneath his feet. His eyes glowed heavenly-like, and his soft, porcelain skin radiated the sun's light. The pond behind Yuugi glimmered, each small reflection making it seem like fairy dust. Yami half expected to see angel wings emerge from Yuugi's back, making the entire scene complete. Yuugi continued to smile brightly, as butterflies floated around him. Yami continued to stare, his heart skipping a beat every now and then.
Yami, paying attention only to Yuugi and ignoring the garden, whispered one word.
"Beautiful."
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Yami blinked as he followed Yuugi through the garden at night. The little one had insisted on showing his darker half the flowers that seemed to glow when the moon was out. Yami glanced around, eyes delicately tracing every single detail about each flower. Yuugi explained every flower meaning, it's parenting flowers, and many stories that accompanied each plant.
"Here Yami," Yuugi said, showing him a flower. "This flower is a Snapdragon." Yami raised an eyebrow and slowly inhaled the scent.
Suddenly, he sneezed. Yami smiled apologetically as he blushed slightly in embarrassment.
"Excuse me," he said. Yuugi just beamed at him. The small boy then showed him a flower called 'Forget-Me-Not'. Yami sniffed the flower, and sneezed again. After each flower, Yami sneezed, until the point where he was sneezing frantically. After smelling one more flower, Yami's nose was read and his eyes were burning. Sneeze after sneeze, Yami couldn't stop. Yuugi worriedly rushed Yami out of the garden and into the house.
Yami, however, continued to sneeze, feeling horribly embarrassed.
Finally, after Yami's sneezing spasms had calmed down, and he was lying in bed, Yuugi burst into tears.
"I'm so sorry Yami!" Yuugi cried. "I'm sorry!" Yami smiled faintly, but another sneeze interrupted him.
"It's not your fault, aibou," he assured the small boy softly. Yuugi shook his head.
"Yes it is! I was the one who insisted on having you smell the flowers!" he sobbed, tears pooling in his largely innocent amethyst eyes. Yami shook his head.
"No it isn't." Yami sneezed again. "How were you supposed to know that I'm allergic to every flower in your garden?"
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End of Chapter I
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