Necropolis demon
Disclaimer: YuGiOh is the property of Kazuki Takahashi not mine or anybody else's
Necro: Everyone, thank you for reviewing and I apologize if I sounded a little…/someone coughs/ VERY greedy in my past author's notes for you see I'm a wee bit of a perfectionist /sweat drops/ and well, to me a perfect chapter is like…getting a lot of new reviewers if I'm not getting a lot of reviews. Anyways, thanks for all the kind and encouraging reviews everyone sent me …I'm so glad you all loved the FIGHTING SCENE I made for you guys. Again, I'm sorry for being so greedy…I guess I'm just like that when I'm nervous about posting a story that I haven't really been so confident about. (I don't really know how many reviews an average fic gets and I thought my fic was below average because my other friend said that the average amount of reviews a fic gets is 10 per chapter) I'M SORRY FOR SOUNDING GREEDY AND THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT EVERYONE please don't bash me…
Sorry people, no sleepover games here, it's too late for that. Remember they left the yacht past 10 o'clock and well…the party was tiresome…add Kaiba's injuries and the stressful thought of stalking reporters…so that definitely meant sleep was a priority.
Note: Futons are those Japanese mattresses they put on the floor right? Thank you to Ryou Lover 4325 for telling me that this fic is doing fine and that I'm doing pretty well here at (I first thought this fic was horrible but it turns out it's doing quite fine) thanks for telling me that this fic is doing ok…I thought an average fic gets 10 reviews per chapter so I ended up thinking this fic sucked…/laughs nervously because of my stupidity/ it sucks to be the newbie here who doesn't know a thing about how to tell if a fic is doing ok or not.
The GameChapter 6 The Sleepover
It was around 10 o'clock when Ryou, Mokuba and Kaiba arrived at Ryou's place, Kaiba and Mokuba had unexpectedly decided to sleepover that night after the little incident at the party so the reporters couldn't chase after them, I mean after all, Kaiba didn't want to go home to find a dozen reporters taking pictures of him and his brother the moment they'd open the front door to their house. The limo stopped in front of the building and the three of them exited the vehicle, Kaiba instructed the driver to go back to the Kaiba mansion and not say a word of his and his brother's whereabouts to any reporter.
Mokuba was particularly excited about the sleepover since his brother was going to join them. The three of them entered the building and went up the flight of stairs and into Ryou's apartment room that Ryou opened up with a key he kept.
As they entered the dark room, Ryou flicked on the switch on the wall to turn the lights on. Once they were in, Kaiba immediately locked the door while Mokuba looked out the windows to check if any of the reporters were able to follow them.
"Ryou, can we borrow some clothes to change into for the night?" Mokuba asked the pale teen while they were removing their shoes and placing them by the entrance.
"Oh sure, I'll go get you guys some clothes to change in." the white blond said, leaving the room to get some clothes for his visitors.
"So this is Ryou's apartment." Mokuba mused, looking around and going in and out the living room then to the kitchen then back to the living room where his older brother was sitting on a sofa, patiently waiting for Ryou to return with the clothes.
When the pale teen came back he had already changed into his at-home clothes that consisted of a pair of blue pajama pants and a loose black t-shirt and was carrying some clothes for the two Kaibas; he handed the younger Kaiba his old sky blue pajamas that he used to wear when he was around Mokuba's age and for the older Kaiba he handed the brunette a pair of black pajama pants and a white t-shirt.
"There's only one bathroom here so I guess you guys will have to make do." Ryou explained, gesturing towards the door that led to the bathroom. "We'll take care of those cuts tomorrow Kaiba, I ran out of band-aids." The pale teen spoke, tending to the few bruises on Kaiba's arms and abs and putting some gauze on the cut on Kaiba's left cheek after cleaning it up.
"So where are we going to sleep Ryou?" the black haired boy asked, sitting beside his brother.
"Well…I'm not sure, I was planning on letting you sleep in my father's room but since Kaiba joined in…I'm not so sure." The pale teen spoke, thinking of a solution.
"In your father's room? No thanks, I don't want to sleep in the room of someone who's not around, besides I was hoping that I'd get to sleep on the floor of your bedroom." The black haired boy spoke, "Isn't that what people do at sleepovers? Sleep on their friend's bedroom floor?"
"Well…if you want to Mokuba you can, I've got some extra futons you could use." The pale teen spoke, "If it's ok with you Kaiba." He looked at the brunette, who was quietly listening to their conversation.
"It's ok with me but where do I sleep?" Kaiba asked.
For a second Ryou thought then spoke, "Well, since Mokuba and I will be sleeping in my room that leaves my father's room free, you can sleep there."
"No! Big brother I want you to sleep in Ryou's room too!" Mokuba whined, "this is after all a sleepover, can't we do it like normal people do? You know, they all sleep in the same room and stuff!"
Ryou blushed a bit at Mokuba's suggestion to get Kaiba sleep in the same room, he'd been a bit reluctant to let Mokuba sleep on the floor but Kaiba on the floor was out of the question…and then there was that thing about Kaiba, his classmate, the guy he has a crush on, sleeping in the same room with him. The brunette thought for a moment then nodded, "I'm fine with that, it'll give me a chance to look after Mokuba." He said calmly.
"But…"
"Is there a problem?" the brunette turned to look at Ryou who sat on the chair beside them.
"Um, are you really ok with sleeping on the floor?" the shy teen asked, feeling embarrassed, after all he was technically asking his classmate who sleeps on comfortable and luxurious canopy beds to sleep on a thin piece of foam laid on the floor.
"I'm fine with it." Kaiba replied offhandedly.
With a sigh, Ryou stood up from his seat and led the two into his room; his room was an average square-shaped room with four equal sides and was very neat, his bed was average with a wooden headboard and plain white sheets and a single but big pillow and was set at the right corner of the room where there was a window with green curtains that allowed the moonlight to enter. The room had wooden floorings, the walls were plain white and there was a small bedside table at the bed's left and on the bedside table was a lamp left on and a digital alarm clock.
In the left side of the room was a closet door and a study table with books and Ryou's school bag on it, just above the study table was a shelf with a few books and a couple of board games and old action figures that Ryou used to play with as a little boy. Just behind the door was Ryou's school uniform, ironed and hanged properly to avoid wrinkles.
The pale teen left the room with Mokuba trailing behind him and came back carrying two futons and some sheets while Mokuba was carrying some pillows. Kaiba helped to sprawl out the futons on the floor beside Ryou's bed while Mokuba and Ryou prepared the sheets and pillows.
Mokuba immediately fell asleep the moment he rested his head on a pillow, he laid himself on the futon that was farthest away from Ryou, purposely leaving the closest futon to Ryou's bed, which was right next to Ryou's bed empty for his brother to sleep on. Kaiba drew a blanket on top of Mokuba's sleeping form and tenderly whispered goodnight to his little brother while Ryou was watching him lovingly tend to Mokuba.
Ryou got on his bed and settled himself comfortably underneath the cozy sheets then turned to face Kaiba to say goodnight but when he turned he found the brunette already asleep, facing towards Ryou's direction and breathing softly. The pale teen smiled at the sight of his classmate's slumbering form and turned the bedside lamp off, letting the moonlight rush into the room.
Around 12 o'clock, Ryou slowly woke up upon hearing ruffling sounds that seemed to be coming from a blanket, the pale teen turned his attention from the radiant full moon towards the source of the ruffling sound and found his classmate still wide awake and staring at the ceiling with his arms tucked behind his head to act as a support.
The brunette seemed to be in deep thought since it took him a while to notice Ryou curiously looking down at him, Kaiba averted his gaze from the plain white ceiling and directed it towards his classmate whose hair was falling down freely as the pale teen looked down from the edge of the bed.
"What's wrong Kaiba?" Ryou asked softly, careful not to wake Mokuba up who was sleeping soundly beside Kaiba.
The brunette looked intently at Ryou and spoke in a whisper, "Couldn't sleep." He answered simply.
"Sorry, my bedroom isn't exactly a five-star hotel." The pale teen responded, smiling sweetly at his classmate.
"Don't worry, your room's ok." The brunette replied in monotone, "I'm just not used to sleeping like this, that's all." He added, making the white blond smile more.
That smile…made Ryou look so radiant and with the moonlight rushing into the room, highlighting the pale teen's delicate features, Ryou resembled an angel…looking down at Kaiba from heaven with his hair freely falling downwards…in the moonlight, the white blond looked so subtle and fragile…with his porcelain-like skin and that pair of shining brown eyes, the sight of Ryou like this would simply take a person's breath away…
"You miss the sight of your canopy bed's ceiling?" Ryou questioned, still smiling fondly at Kaiba, realizing that he was having a conversation that was closest to normal with the CEO.
"Not really, I just miss the big pillows I usually lie my head on." Kaiba replied calmly, fingering the average-sized pillow he was using.
"Wanna trade?" Ryou asked, offering his classmate his pillow, which was larger and somewhat similar to the ones Kaiba usually uses.
Kaiba looked at the offered pillow and smirked, not his usual intimidating smirk but a smirk that could've passed for a smile…a very vague one but a smile nonetheless, he paused and took his pillow from underneath his head and passed it to Ryou, "Sure." They both swapped pillows and looked at each other.
"Well…goodnight…Kaiba." Ryou softly spoke while smiling down at his classmate who looked up at him.
The brunette let out a soft sigh, "goodnight…Ryou." He replied, smirking at Ryou and turning away to get some sleep.
The pale teen didn't know if it was a trick of the moonlight or if it was for real but he could've sworn Kaiba's smirk looked more like a smile…a heart-warming smile. Smiling in content, Ryou focused his gaze towards the full moon and brilliant stars outside and slept with a happy smile on his face.
Kaiba woke up around 9 o'clock in the morning and sauntered towards the kitchen to be met by the sight of his little brother already eating breakfast and Ryou who was already dressed in casual clothes which consisted of a white long-sleeved turtle neck top, a pair of brown shoes and some black pants but was also wearing an apron while making pancakes. The pale teen had just finished making a new batch when he noticed his classmate by the entrance, leaning against the doorframe.
"Good morning Kaiba, I just made breakfast, I hope pancakes are fine with you." the white blond greeted with his usual smile, taking off his apron, smoothing down his clothes and putting the plate of freshly made pancakes on the table.
Kaiba settled himself in a seat beside his brother who was happily eating or should I say shoveling down the pancakes. Ryou placed a plate, a fork and a knife in front of Kaiba and settled himself in the seat beside his classmate; the table was square shaped and was made out of wood with four chairs to accommodate four people.
"Yey! More pancakes!" Mokuba chirped happily, getting more pancakes, "these are really good!"
"Thanks Mokuba." Ryou replied, serving himself some and pouring syrup on them, "have some Kaiba." He pushed the plate of pancakes towards his classmate.
The brunette merely shook his head no, declining the offer, "big brother! Just eat will you, they're really good!" Mokuba chirped, "besides, you rarely eat breakfast back at home." He added; pointing out that his brother usually skips breakfast.
"Really? You mean you often skip breakfast?" the pale teen inquired, looking at his classmate and setting down a glass of pineapple juice beside Kaiba's plate.
The brunette nodded in his usual composed manner and spoke; "Sometimes breakfast makes me late for school or work." He said; Kaiba usually skipped breakfast because of his usually hectic schedule. If he weren't skipping breakfast for work then he'd be skipping breakfast so he wouldn't be late for school.
"Well you better eat up then." The white blond enticed, pushing the plate towards his classmate.
"Yeah and don't say you can't coz you've got work today." The black haired boy smirked, "I checked your schedule while you were asleep and it says you're free for the day."
The older Kaiba sighed exasperatedly at his little brother and picked up a fork then began serving himself some of Ryou's cooking, pouring some syrup on the pancakes, "Very well, I'll eat." He spoke calmly, cutting a piece of the pancake on his plate and raising a fork with a piece of pancake to his mouth.
Ryou and Mokuba looked intently at the brunette as he raised the fork to his mouth, syrup dripping from the piece of pancake. Kaiba eyed the piece of food seriously and paused for a second as if in deep thought, he looked at his fork then looked at Mokuba then to the cook who was secretly praying that Kaiba would like his cooking.
After eyeing Ryou, Kaiba looked back at his fork with a very serious expression on his face. The brunette opened slightly opened his mouth and pushed in the fork in…he chewed…and chewed…and chewed, he closed his eyes in concentration and took his time to taste the piece of pancake in his mouth.
From his throat came a gulping sound, signaling that the brunette had completely consumed the piece of pancake, he opened his eyes and searched the square-shaped table then found what he was looking for without a single change on his facial expression.
Kaiba reached for the cold glass of pineapple juice to his right and felt the cold temperature of the glass, he brought it up to his moist lips and tilted it, drinking the contents slowly…he gulped…and gulped…and gulped then placed the glass back on the table.
With his right hand, Kaiba wiped the edge of his mouth, his hand slightly touching the cut on his lower lip from last night's brawling. He sat up straight with his face contorted into a stern expression as he moved his gaze from the glass to his plate then to Ryou and Mokuba who had both been closely watching him eat that small piece of pancake with great detail.
"Well…h-how is it?" Ryou timidly asked, thinking that his classmate was not satisfied with his cooking because Kaiba had a stern 'I'm going to fire you' look on his face.
A pause…then Kaiba spoke in a very dead serious tone as if he was about to tell Mokuba and Ryou a secret. Mokuba and Ryou slowly moved forward, closer to Kaiba while Kaiba looked at the both of them, slowly moving his head from left to right…
He paused the closed his eyes in concentration as if he was a judge in one of those fancy international cooking contests…then he spoke….
"It's good." He said bluntly, drawing back and sighing in content.
Ryou sat there dumbfounded, his right eye twitching madly…did he just say it was good? But Kaiba was so serious and he looked like he wasn't satisfied…as if the food wasn't good enough…as if he was angry at the food.
"GOOD?" the pale teen suddenly shouted out, his eyes widening in confusion and his shoulders slumping, "I thought that you…and that you-like…and the food was-" he stuttered.
At Ryou's outburst, Mokuba started laughing his head off, "Oh Ryou, that's just how big brother tastes food!" He explained, "he's been used to tasting all sorts of foreign cuisines and well…he pretty much has the tongue of a food critic." He giggled.
Blushing in embarrassment, the pale teen spoke, "I thought you hated…I mean your facial expressions told me you hated it or something." He had his head down and was looking up at Kaiba through his white blond bangs.
Kaiba smirked at his classmate and spoke, "That's just how I taste cooking that I'm trying for the first time…like what Mokuba said, I've got the tongue of a food critic."
"He's really picky." The black haired boy grinned, "You should be proud big brother said your pancakes are good, he doesn't even praise world-class chefs that much."
Ryou blushed in embarrassment at the two Kaibas' little joke as they continued eating breakfast, he was happy though since Kaiba really seemed to enjoy the pancakes; not only Mokuba was helping himself to the pancakes but Kaiba as well.
'I guess I should be proud of the fact that Kaiba praised my cooking.' Ryou thought to himself, smiling as he watched Mokuba whining at Kaiba for taking the last piece of pancake, 'come to think of it, he doesn't really praise people that much.' He smiled and continued eating the food on his plate in fear of Mokuba getting to it first.
Breakfast was fun, Ryou had to admit, having the two Kaibas around for breakfast made it better than eating all alone like he usually does. They all finished breakfast around10 o'clock and decided to go to the mall since Ryou had to go grocery shopping to buy some food, shampoo and a few first-aid materials for Kaiba who still had those injuries from last night. Mokuba wanted to go to the mall since he wanted his big brother to come along with them; Kaiba didn't really have a choice since he was free for the day, besides it was a perfect opportunity to spend some quality time with Mokuba.
Mokuba had called home earlier and had gotten some of his and Kaiba's things secretly brought over to Ryou's apartment so he and his brother could change into their clothes and not have to borrow Ryou's clothes. The younger Kaiba was the first one to use the bathroom and came out wearing a long-sleeved blue and green striped shirt with a yellow vest and some blue jeans then a pair of white with a little blue colored sneakers, next to use the bathroom was Kaiba who came out wearing his long-sleeved blue trench coat, black shoes and pants that he used to wear before when he hadn't started wearing white trench coats. Ryou had already taken a bath before breakfast mainly because he woke up earlier than Mokuba.
Necro: There! Now people, as you've noticed, chapters 4,5 and 6 are kind of different from the previous ones because in the previous ones I took you into Kaiba's mind and actually showed to you his thoughts about Ryou and certain things. As you remember in chapter 3: Push You Away, Kaiba promised to himself not to let anyone get close to him which is what he is trying to do in chapters 4,5 and this one. I didn't type much about Kaiba's thoughts about Ryou in these chapters so that you guys wont think that he isn't trying to push Ryou away because in these chapters he is indeed trying to push Ryou away but he's doing this slowly, which is the reason why he still helped Ryou with that 'confidence' thing back at the yacht party.
So as you can see in chapters 4,5 and 6, I'm applying the same technique most writers who want to perfectly portray Kaiba as a snobby rich guy. This technique is a technique wherein the author doesn't put too much detail about a certain character's feelings but more on practical actions to give that character a sense of coldness.
Basically, I'm trying to portray to everyone that Kaiba is still trying to push Ryou away but it really isn't working because in certain situations he actually finds himself comforting the pale teen though in truth he wants to push him away and make sure the teen doesn't get too close to him which is the exact opposite of what's happening because he's still getting drawn to Ryou without noticing.
/sacrificing a live chicken and praying to the gods/ Homage to thee oh mighty Egyptian gods, I ask thee to bring forth…more reviews!