Youth of the Nation
By: Neko-chan
A/N: *waves white flag and hopes that no one kills her* ^_^;;
Many thanks goes to cloud-1-3-5 for... 'prodding'... me into writing the next chapter. So go and worship his fics. ... *pauses* ... Well?
DISCLAIMER: Neko-chan owns several doujinshis. Most of said doujinshis are Yu-Gi-Oh! djs. Unfortunately, that still means that she DOESN'T own Yu-Gi-Oh!. And that makes her very, very sad. ;_;
WARNING: Shounen-ai. Pairings already listed. Too lazy to relist them. (Hey, Neko-chan is the laziest person you will _ever_ meet. People are amazed when she tells them that her lowest GPA is a 4.0. D)
Chapter Seventeen
"Look! Look, Yami! It's _snowing_!" Saying this, Yuugi quickly ran to the window, watching with wide eyes as the fat white flakes slowly came down, burying the front yard and the street in a carpet of icy cold lace.
Yami yawned and slowly sat up, rubbing one eye as he did so. "Hmmm?" was all he could manage. He yawned again and finally looked to where Yuugi was pointing. And his eyes widened. "Wha... What is that?"
The smaller boy grinned hugely and practically skipped while standing in place. "It's snow, Yami! It's _snow_! It's been so long since it last snowed in Domino City! Oh, I've missed it _so_ much!" That finally said, he grinned once more at Yami, winked, and darted out the doorway, completely forgetting that he wasn't wearing any shoes.
The dark spirit of the Sennen Puzzle blinked, smirked to himself, and started counting silently. As if on cue, Yuugi came running in, hopping from one foot to another, when he had barely reached the count of ten. Raising an eyebrow, Yami asked: "Have you forgotten anything, aibou?"
Yuugi gave his yami a dirty look, grabbed his shoes, and once again darted out of the door. The Pharaoh continued to sit there for a little bit longer, watching his hikari romp through the snow through the fogged window. 'Yuugi seems so... so happy and innocent right now,' he thought to himself. Outside, Yuugi giggled and gathered some snow into a pile, starting to create what looked to be a snowman. 'I am glad that he is so happy now. I love his smile, his laugh--I love everything about him. I... I don't know what I would do without him.'
It was right about this time that an extremely loud 'WHOOP!' was heard from upstairs and a pair of feet came pounding down the stairway as fast as they were able to move. Yami blinked in surprise as Ryou ran past him and bounded out the doorway, quickly joining up with Yuugi. The two exchanged glances, spoke quickly and quietly, and turned to the open window with devious grins on their faces. Then they went back to Yuugi's snowman building (Ryou starting one of his own now, too).
"What is it about snow that makes a hikari go all hyper in the morning, anyway?" came Bakura's sardonic question as he slowly made his way down the stairs, following his hikari at a _much_ slower pace. He yawned widely and plopped down into the chair next to Yami. "It's insane, that's what it is. Besides, with everything that happened last night, Ryou was supposed to be barely conscious. I was looking forward to a day in bed with him."
Yami snickered to himself, but decided not to reply in any way, shape, or form to Bakura's comment. Bakura shot the one-time Pharaoh a dirty look and snagged the blanket that Yami and Yuugi had been sharing from off the ground. "And to top it all off, it's too damn _cold_!"
"Well, it's not as if we still live in the Sahara, baka," Yami replied. He frowned for a moment and then stole a section of Bakura's blanket for himself. "Here, it rains and snows and never reaches the temperatures that we had back in Egypt."
"Urusei."
"Why? _I'M_ not the one being a baby over the temperature."
Bakura stared at Yami for a very long moment. Finally, he tugged more of the blanket over to his side of the couch. "I'm not being a baby, baka." With one last viscous tug, he was able to bring ALL of the blanket over to his side of the couch. Smirking proudly, he bundled himself up even more thoroughly.
Yami glared and tugged a bit of the blanket his way. "Baby."
"Baka." 'Tug.'
"Baby." 'Tug tug.'
"Baka!" 'Tug tug tug!'
"Baby!" 'Tug tug tug tug!!'
"BAKA!" 'Tug tug tug tug tug~!'
"BABY!" 'Tug tug tug tug tug tug~!!'
Of course, it was right about that point of time that the blanket ripped in two. Both yamis stared down at the 'broken' blanket, a look of remorse and shock flitting across their faces. And, once again, of course THAT didn't last long. They both looked up at the face time, each pointing accusatory fingers at the other.
"This is YOUR fault, you stupid Tomb Robber!"
"What are you talking about?! This is all of YOUR damn fault, you Pharaoh no Baka!"
"What are you talking about?! You stole the blanket first! And besides that, you were the one complaining about the weather and the snow! It's not my fault that you complain about every little thing~! And Ryou is going to be _so_ upset at you when I tell him that you ripped one of Yuugi's Grandfather's blankets. Just imagine what he would do to you _then_."
Bakura's eyes widened until they were the size of saucers. "You wouldn't."
Yami's eyebrow raised. "Wouldn't I?"
The spirit of the Sennen Ring growled dangerously low in his throat. "If you even dare consider doing that, I'll tell Yuugi about that time that you..."
Pharaoh's jaw dropped. "You wouldn't."
And the smirk that Bakura gave him made even the great King of Games shiver in fear and foreboding. "Oh, wouldn't I?"
The two yamis stared at each other for a long, long time. Finally, at the same time, both quickly hissed, "Truce?" And thus it came to be that the two yamis actually came to a mutual agreement--the very first in millennia. True, that truce was so that Ryou and Yuugi wouldn't be upset at them, but could they really be blamed for that? After all, an angry hikari was perhaps the most terrifying thing in the whole entire world. Yup, even scarier than Yami Malik on his blood and darkness and destruction and death kick he sometimes got on.
You heard it right.
An angry hikari is even scarier than THAT.
"Yami! Bakura~! Look!" Both yamis started, blinking, and finally looked away from the other. They turned their attention to the call, turning their attention to the white-haired hikari waving cheerfully at them from outside. Next to Ryou was... And Bakura and Yami blinked again. "Bakura, Yami~!! Look at the snowmen that Yuugi and I made!"
Outside, in plain view on the front lawn, were two snowmen. To more accurately describe them, they would have to be called snowyamis. The shorter snowyami had spiky hair pointing straight up and what looked like the Sennen Puzzle drawn on his chest. The second snowyami had unruly hair, a Sennen Ring drawn on _his_ chest... and looked as if he was flipping off the Yami snowyami.
"HIKARI!" Yami roared, jumping off of the couch and making his way towards the front doorway, stamping his feet as he did so. When he finally stepped onto the porch, a huge amount of snow fell from the roof and landed on his head. Sputtering, Yami blinked, clearing the snow from his eyes, and looked up.
Yuugi grinned back innocently... while pushing more snow onto Yami's head.
"Aibou..." Yami purred seductively when he had finished brushing the second assault of snow from his clothes. Yuugi titled his head to one side and made an inquiring sound. In response to that, Yami gave Yuugi his most velvety smile. "Aibou... You are _so_ dead."
For the very first time since he had met his yami, Yuugi was afraid. "Uh-oh..."
A/N: Originally, this was supposed to be one chapter. But... I figured that I had gone long enough without an update and I might as well post this chapter now. 'Sides... next chapter will be more fun to write. D Next chapter will also probably be up within the next two weeks... and it's going to be longer. A LOT longer... If it's not up within two weeks, please feel free to prod me into typing it up. It's the only way you'll get me to update. x.x;;
Next Time: Hot chocolate! Snowball Fight! *singsong* Yuugi's gonna get it... Yuugi's gonna get it... D *cackles to herself while prancing around the WriterVerse*
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Please also note that Pixy Stix, Krispy Kremes, and Yami no Malik plushies DO, in fact, help the authoress type faster. ('Specially the Pixy Stix and Yami no Malik plushie. =^_^=)
