Title: Systems
Theme: 09 – Anything
Summary: Yami was starting to regret offering, but as long as Yugi was able to get some more sleep out of it, it was worth it.
Rating: K+
Genre: Humor/General
Notes: I heard once that the Ancient Egyptians were really awesome at mathematics. The pharaoh probably would not have need to know any of the math that the architects or merchants used or anything, but I was still inspired.
Mathematics weren't really all that bad, Yami mused as he calculated the game store's latest incomes for the next financial report. Something simple was in the way the human brain could problem-solve; it was the same way he organized and used his Duel Monsters cards, the same way he came up with winning strategies each and every time. Math was like that. Math was simple and still complicated, endless with possibilities and still rigid with facts and figures.
One plus one would always equal two. Six squared would always be thirty-six. As long as you knew the concept and did the basic arithmetic properly, you would always reach the correct answer this time and every time.
It was getting late. Or perhaps it was already early. He had been working on matrices for the past hour and a half. He'd have to find out an easier way to solve multiple systems. Perhaps Yugi could get lend him one of his kaculaders, or whatever it was called, that he was always talking about. He said that it made solving math easier, and much less of a strain on one's mind, though Yami would bet his duel disk that figuring out how to work one might be harder than the actual problem.
The light over the table flickered. The kitchen was the only area in the house still illuminated, Yugi having gone to bed a few hours before, and Grandfather off on some dig in Egypt with Arthur Hawkins and his old college friends. Yami was starting to regret offering to do these calculations, but they had to be done, and as long as Yugi was able to get some more sleep out of it and they weren't too difficult, he supposed he could handle it.
The light bulb overhead went out for a moment before popping back on again. Yami would have glared up at it if he knew his eyes wouldn't have been irritated by the light. He deeply appreciated eklicity and would freely admit that it had many uses, but he wasn't sure it was as reliable as most people made it out to be. He'd have to fix the light in the morning. Making another note to talk to Yugi about it, along with that kaculader, Yami yawned and put his head down. Just for a few minutes, he told himself, resting his sore eyes. Just until your head feels better…
The next morning, Yami woke up to find his cheek stuck to one of the papers. The flickering light in the kitchen was still on and there was a pen dangling loosely from his fingertips. With a yawn and a stretch, he sat up, irritated with himself, and wearily began to clean the table so he and Yugi could eat breakfast on it in an hour.
There was a new sheet of paper that hadn't been there the night before. He picked it up, curiously, and examined the words in neat black ink. It was Yugi's handwriting.
Joey + Kaiba equals many arguments where they threaten to throw each other
Yami held down a snort. It seemed as if Yugi had gotten creative himself while he had been sleeping. He allowed himself a smile before continuing.
Tristan x Serenity equals motorcycle-riding nurses?
With the way things were progressing between those two, Yami could definitely see that happening. He smirked and kept reading.
Bakura – Millennium Ring equals safe
With a wince, he couldn't help agreeing.
Yami + kitchen equals inedible food
He bristled at the jab, then remembered his last cooking disaster: it had somehow ended with tomato sauce on the ceiling, something Yugi's grandfather was still scratching his head about, and the three of them had ultimately been forced to order Chinese.
Yami + math + technology equals bad spelling (it's 'calculator' and 'electricity,' Other Me)
Yami looked at the sheaf of papers that he had been scribbling on last night. To his horror, it appeared that he had written down his thoughts as they appeared in his head, complete with spelling mistakes.
Yami ( Yugi + Grandpa + Duel Monsters ) equals Game Shop equals Home
Yami smiled at the last one. Further proof that math wasn't limited to numbers and figures alone; ever growing, ever expanding, infinite in possibilities. He could make an equation out of anything. Absolutely anything at all.
Yami added one of his own, then left the sheet where it was for Yugi to find.
Yugi + Yami equals partners
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A/N: A bit of a cheesy end, but it sounded sweet in my head…