AN: Hiya peoples! ZOMG! Guess what I have? I have the wonderful, yaoi-giving God that is internet! [Sighs] It really is nice having it though it's costing me a bomb since it's mobile broadband and I'm more distracted than ever but it's like having a limb back [strokes internet tenderly]. Well, now that I have internet, I shall try and speed up the updates again, though uni is getting a bit hectic but I shall try and keep writing so I can update... so far it isn't going very well, but still, I shall try! Honest.
Enjoy!
Apartment
Yuugi jumped on the balls of his feet elatedly; the sound of keys jiggling in the lock increased his anticipation. They were finally going to see their new house for the first time in a year. The lock unlatched and the door swung open with the momentum of Yami's hand.
Yami nodded at him, moving away from the opening to let him in. Yuugi giggled excitedly and kissed Yami on the lips as he passed the tall man into the apartment.
The large smile on Yuugi's face dropped abruptly as he saw the disorder in the room.
The wallpaper was discoloured, the carpet was stained with unspeakable things, there was a distinct musky smell of unclean throughout the house and (the worst thing in Yuugi's opinion) the curtains were hideous!
Yuugi's eyes filled with tears, his own pair of keys fell to the floor as he stared in horror. He gulped down the rapidly increasing saliva in his mouth.
He swiftly turned around to face Yami's cringing expression. He saw Yami's handsome features change into a happy smile, though the large spread was surely forced for his benefit.
"How did this happen? It was fine a year ago, it's impossible for it to have gotten this bad! Were the last tenants hobos?"
Yuugi was panicking now, they had a three year lease! It would take forever to get out of it.
Desolately, Yuugi forgot about the dirt infesting the apartment and sat on the grey couch, only to realise that grey wasn't the original colour of the sofa when a cloud of dust enveloped him. Absentmindedly, he gathered that the colour had at one point been a pale blue. He cringed, apparently he was sitting on a couch that had never seen soap in its entire existence. He was going to have to burn his new jeans now.
Yuugi's head hung limply against his chest, the dust had settled in his hair, making the large spikes droop slightly with his mood. Particles flittered up his nose and tickled his senses, making him sneeze and, once again, disturb the dust that had settled down. Yuugi glared into the soot-covered fireplace in front of him.
"We're not staying here, Yami." Yuugi hissed through clenched teeth when Yami sat (more softly than Yuugi had) on the couch next to him.
Yami gently brushed the dust out of the soft hair, "And where exactly are we meant to stay until we find a new place?"
Yuugi brightened and clutched to Yami's clean shirt, "We could stay at my parents! They have plenty of room and would love to have me back home!"
Yami sighed and rolled his eyes, "Did you forget that you'd have to take me with you? Your mum's fine with me but the first sight your father gets of me, he'll tackle me and wail about me stealing his baby's virtue. I don't think I'd survive the night... at least with all my genitalia intact."
Yuugi's eyes dimmed and he hung his head against his chest.
"It'll be fine, baby. All it needs is a good scrub–"
Yuugi interrupted Yami's speech scathingly, "It needs fire. A whole lot of fire everywhere." Yuugi's eyes glinted, "Yes, that'll get rid of the smell."
Yami suppressed a chuckle, "Yes, Yuugi, of course. But maybe first we could try the bleach before going crazy with fire, yes?"
An over exaggerated whine escaped the sulking male, "Fine. But this house better smell like fucking lemons by the time we have company over!"
Yuugi stood up from the couch, shaking what excess dust was left from his body, he went on to look for the bathroom, ranting all the way at the amount of money they'd have to spend on cleaning products and the backup paraphernalia of matches and petrol.
Yami smirked and looked around the living room. The furniture was new, just not taken care of, the fire place seemed to be in working condition and the view from the large windows was beautiful, it would look great by the time they were finished with it. He finally gave into his chuckle when he heard Yuugi moan dramatically about the state of the toilet.
So, the apartment was technically shit. But it was their shit.
AN: Hm, I hope you liked this one, I had to write this, I did! The idea came to me because I hate my new house, it's awful, not as bad as Yami and Yuugi's new place but that's what gave me the idea. Hope you enjoyed it!
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