Youth of the Nation
By: Neko-chan
A/N: *blink blink* You guys actually like this?! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! *tackle glomps readers*
Yami: *raises eyebrow* What's with her?
Bakura: *snickers* She thought that she was going to get about two reviews or maybe all flames. I'm just glad that it's not US she's glomping.
*pauses* Yami-chan!!! BAKU-CHAAAAAAAAAAAANIE!!!!!!! *glomp glomp glomp*
Bakura: Ugh...I spoke too soon. x.x;;
Yami: You baka. -.-;;
LOL! Aaaaaanyway, thank you all for reviewing! I love you all! *_* And...to answer one reader's question...Bakura doesn't show up YET. He WILL be showing up...just not yet. Gomen nasai. But I'm gonna have soooo much fun with him. D
Bakura: *gulps*
And thank you for not yelling at me about the OOC Yami! I knew he was OOC, but it was just too kawaii and I didn't want to change it! After all, Yami was being all kawaii and flirty and just so adorable!! *squeals* And I know that a couple of people didn't mind at all. ^_~
Yami:...-.-;;
*glomps Baku-chan and Yami some more* D
Disclaimer: Neko-chan NO OWN!!! Why must you always bring this up?! *continues to hide the lavender monkey that comes up with her story ideas* ^_~
WARNING: Yaoi. (Bakura: Get out while you still can!!!) If you don't like it, then don't read it. (Bakura: See the 'Back' button? CLICK ON IT! NOW!!!) *BONKS* URUSEI!!! Anyway, right now the main pairing is Yami/Yuugi, but I WILL be adding more pairings later on! And, until then, those pairings are gonna be a secret. *winks like Xellos from Slayers* ^_~
Chapter Two
Yami slowly made his way downstairs, his feet cat-quiet on the paneled floor. "When did you say the food will come?" he asked Yuugi as he walked into the bright kitchen.
Yuugi looked up at him as the younger man put back the phone. "They said that they'll deliver the food in about half an hour. But I'm still so hungry! I didn't have a chance to eat anything all day, Yami!"
Yami rolled his eyes slightly and directed Yuugi into one of the kitchen's chairs. "Okay, okay, aibou. I'll make something for you know. But you have to promise to still eat all of your food when it comes, ne?"
Yuugi laughed. "You sound just like Grandpa before he..." he trailed off. For a minute, Yuugi's eyes darkened to black. Looking down at his sneakered feet, he continued: "Before he...died. Yami, why do people have to die?"
Yami paused while he reached for one of their (many) pots. "Because that's how life is," he finally answered. "Everyone eventually has to die. My body died all of those years ago. It isn't even dust now, Yuugi. It's the way of the world. You have to accept it and remember those that we lost."
The younger boy sighed and continued to look at his feet. "But why did GRANDPA have to die? He never did anything wrong. He was great, kind, wonderful, caring, and he loved everyone. He had even managed to forgive Pegasus, Yami! So why did he have to die?! I miss him so much. And now, with Anzu..."
Yami sighed heavily and continued to reach for his pot. "It was just his time, Yuugi. Anyway, try not to think of the past. If you get caught up in the past, you'll forget about what's happening around you. This is the present now, Yuugi. And, besides, I want your honest opinion of the surprise I'm making you."
Yuugi blinked back tears and looked at Yami out of the corner of his eyes. "Surprise? What surprise, Yami?"
Yami just laughed and winked at his aibou. "You'll see; you'll see. After all, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?" 'I hate seeing him like this. It hurts me to see him so sad. First Grandpa dies and now Anzu shoots him down like a duck in hunting season. ...wait. Where did THAT analogy come from?! I think I've been hanging around Honda and Jyou for FAR too long.'
Yuugi interrupted his thoughts by suddenly blinking and asking: "Are you COOKING, Yami?!"
The Pharaoh nodded. "Of course. Is there anything wrong with that?"
'Does he even know how to use the OVEN?! Oh, Kami, what if he accidently burns down the house?! A burnt house is still a burnt house, no matter HOW sorry Yami is!!' "Ummm...no, nothing's wrong with that, Yami. Should there be?" Yuugi asked while laughing nervously.
"Of course not, Yuugi," Yami replied with an angelic grin. "I mean, sure, it's been several millenia since I last took lessons from Cook, but I'm sure I can adapt to this new technology. Now, how does this work?" he asked while fiddling with the stove's knobs. Yuugi closed his eyes in horror. "OH! I see how this works now! So fire comes out of it? Interesting... I bet Cook would have been trilled to have these inventions when he cooked for my family all those years ago..."
Yuugi decided to risk opening an eye. Seeing HOW high the flames were, he just as quickly closed it.
The next ten minutes were the scariest ten minutes of Yuugi's life. Thinking that he would probably be safer if he closed his eyes and decided not to watch Yami 'cook,' Yuugi was unprepared for the intense blast of heat, followed by Egyptian curses, four minutes into the wait. The small boy shuddered. 'Please don't burn down the house, Yami. Please don't burn down the house, Yami. Please don't burn down the house, Yami. Please don't burn down the house, Yami...' was his mental litany.
A short while later, Yuugi was brought out of his praying when a bowl thunked down onto the table in front of him. Once again deciding to open an eye, Yuugi looked down at a metallic bowl, then looked at a smudged and dirty Yami.
Yami smiled charmingly. "Try it! It's good, if I do say so myself."
Yuugi blinked, looked at the bowl, then stared wide-eyed at Yami once again. "What if it's poisoned?"
The Pharaoh pouted prettily. He glared at Yuugi and said: "It's not poisoned! Why would you think that it is?"
'The things that I do for Yami...especially when he does that dorky little pout,' Yuugi thought to himself as he shoved a forkful of...stuff...into his mouth. Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Macaroni and cheese?!"
Yami blinked and plopped down into the chair next to Yuugi. Reaching across the smaller boy, he picked up a second fork and shoveled a forkful into his OWN mouth. "Hai, aibou. I _can_ cook, you know. Personally, I think that I can cook macaroni and cheese like no one can." He smirked. "But, then again, that's my own opinion. Knowing Kaiba, once he finds out that I cook, he'll probably want a cook-off."
Yuugi giggled as he imagined Kaiba in a frilly pink apron, his dark mood left far behind. "Lots of people would pay to see that, Yami!" He giggled some more. "I wonder how much we can sell tickets for?"
Yami chuckled evilly. "I don't care. I'd just do anything to humiliate that bast--" Yuugi cleared his throat pointedly--"baka. Though seeing him in a pink frilly apron WOULD make up for everything that he's ever done for us. Ugh. I don't even know WHY his little brother adores him so much. If I was Mokuba, I'd have left crickets and frogs in Kaiba's bed a _long_ time ago."
"You're so awful, Yami," Yuugi scolded while he rolled his eyes. "You may try to deny it all you want, but I think you consider Kaiba a friend."
The ancient spirit snorted. "Not bloody likely. (1)"
Yuugi sighed and rolled his eyes again. 'You're such a dork, Yami...' he thought at his dark self. Yami sniffed delicately and ate another forkful of macaroni and cheese. Yuugi smiled cheekily and pulled the bowl of food closer to him, sticking his OWN fork into the yellow cheesey substance possessively.
Yami looked at the bowl of food, looked at Yuugi, then looked at the bowl of food again. His glance seemed to darken and he reached over to get another forkful of macaroni and cheese. Yuugi pulled the bowl closer to his chest...and out of Yami's reach.
Yami glared. "Give...me...the...cheese."
Yuugi glared back. "The...cheese...is...mine."
It had just gotten personal. The two men shared a look...and then absolute chaos erupted. Kitchen utensils went flying, hair was mussed, insults were traded, and the mac was no more. In fact, more macaroni and cheese ended up in Yuugi and Yami's hair than it did in their stomachs.
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"Oh, my gosh! Did you see the look that the delivery guy gave us when he dropped off our food?!" Yuugi giggled as he plopped some beef (from his Beef 'N' Broccoli) into his mouth. "His eyes just widened and he ran away from us as fast as he could!"
Yami smiled crookedly. "Well...we DO look a little scary, aibou," he said as he tried to wipe off more macaroni and cheese gunk from his leather shirt. 'I _seriously_ hope this doesn't need to be drycleaned,' he wailed to himself. 'If it does, aibou is seriously going to regret it. Dark Magician will "mysteriously" go missing for a while...' Yami's smile deepened. 'Hnnn...maybe I'm hanging around that stupid Tomb Robber too much. Bakura no baka and his stupid obsession over my Puzzle...'
"Yami...?"
"Hmmm, hikari?"
"I'm still hungry. Can you make some more macaroni and cheese?" Yuugi asked with a angelic smile. Yami snorted at him and tossed a piece of Kung Pao Chicken at the smaller boy's head. (Just because he was a Pharaoh didn't mean that he couldn't act childish from time to time...)
"HEY!" Yuugi yelped as he pried the piece of chicken from his spiky bangs. "What was that for?!"
Yami laughed. "Nani, aibou? It's not as if you weren't going to take a shower, anyway..." he replied innocently.
Yuugi pouted; then, as an idea formed into his mind, a grin slowly spread across his face. "Oh, Yaaaaaaaami... Don't make me tell the others how the great 'King of Games' got his butt kicked when we went against each other in Final Fantasy VII."
Yami's laughter abruptly stopped and his jaw dropped. "You wouldn't, aibou. You're too innocent and sweet to do such a thing..."
Yuugi's grin just broadened.
A/N: Iie!!! Ne, I KNOW Yami is still OOC!! BUT I HAVE A REASON FOR IT!!! Anyway, about four months before, Yuugi's grandfather died and so he's been going into little bouts of depression. (The whole thing with Anzu didn't help much, either. [And I SERIOUSLY don't mean to bash Anzu in this fic! I think that she's a wonderful friend to the others, but her friendship rants can be SO annoying sometimes!!! ....]) Anyway, it's basically up to Yami to try and cheer Yuugi up--which is what he's been doing. I PROMISE that Yami WILL act more like himself in upcoming chapters! (I'll also be giving more history of the fic as I write more chapters. I'm too lazy to do it now. -.-;;...) And...I just realized something! This fluff ACTUALLY HAS A PLOT!!!
Yami: O.O;; It does?!
Yup. I...ummm...just haven't gotten to a very plot-y part...yet. ^_^;;
Bakura: You're such a baka.
And you're such a sweetie.
Bakura: N-Nani?!
At least you WILL be when I get through with you. D
Baku-chan: Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! *sobs*
Yami: *snickers*
(1)--"Not bloody likely." LOL! Yes, I'm mocking the whole dubbed Yu-Gi-Oh! with the English Ryou. I'm so awful. D
Read and review and you'll get more playful, kawaii, and completely OOC Yami! ^_~ Oh, come on. I know you waaaaaaaant to...
