AN: OMG! Guess what I did? The sequel to 'Winter' (Fairy!Yami one)! Oh yeah, baby! It's really long though and I had trouble finding a damn title for it. Thank you Auster for listening to me ramble last night and helping me with the title!
Oh, before I forget, I won't be able to update until mid-August-ish, I'm going on holiday, woo, so this is the last update until I get back. Sorry.
Anyway, this has nothing... no plot, only crazy... long crazy. I just hope you guys like the crazy.
Hysteria
Yuugi groaned heavily, he felt like his entire body had been hit with a giant mallet, tenderizing him like a piece of meat. His skin felt sensitive and almost electrified, he could acutely feel the ground beneath him almost as if he were lying naked at the beach, feeling every grain against him. Yuugi rolled over, and opened his eyes blearily, he had hoped that he wasn't actually outside and that his sleepy mind had been playing tricks on him.
Now to find out why he was outside, Yuugi looked himself over for a moment, and actually naked, apparently.
It wasn't the first time he had woken up outside without any clothes on, but it certainly was the first time that he had done it in winter, and he hadn't passed out naked since he had been in university! Something was up and he blamed that strange tea, last time he listened to anything the weirdo of his grandfather said. 'It'll help you relax' his left buttock! Damn tea had done some psychedelic shit to him. What with the talking firefly, the nakedness and the waking up in strange places with soil in every orifice.
Yuugi groaned as the frozen soil dug into said buttock as he moved. Wondering why exactly he wasn't feeling colder, he rose into a crouch, planning to quickly go to his cabin and forget this night had ever happened.
"Oh goody, you're awake."
Yuugi froze midway getting up, his (very naked) arse pointing upwards and, apparently, in the direction of the speaker, since Yuugi couldn't see him in front of him. He swiftly straightened and turned around, cupping his hands in front of him to hide any more of his shame.
Yuugi almost passed out all over again.
There, in front of him, stood a man. At least he thought it was a man, because those wings were really not very human and the Elvin like ears weren't really part of normal, male human physiology either.
Yuugi blinked and, very carefully, tried not to swallow his tongue.
Either he had wound up in Soho during fetish week, and here we had a prime a example of it, what with the glitter, the wings, the ice-like ivy protecting very little of the (very attractive) body or he was still high from the tea. Neither was good at this moment in time.
Yuugi almost did swallow his tongue when the Soho Fairy came to hover in his direction. His wings fluttering quickly and expelling a white powder that seemed to be snow but for all he knew, because hallucinations were fickle that way, could be cocaine.
The Soho Fairy was looking at him fondly, tracing his features with peculiar crimson eyes.
"You must follow me, I tried to carry you but both of us were much too heavy for my wings to carry." The Soho Fairy looked at him with a critical eye, roving his body up and down, "I should have made you smaller."
Yuugi had passed the point of caring if he had swallowed his tongue or not when he realised that his small cabin was now the size of ten skyscrapers and his clothes seemed to be an endless sea of fabric.
"Oh God. Please let this be a hallucination from the tea." Yuugi repeated that mantra over in his head, hoping to make it true. Hell, it didn't even have to be the tea, he would settle for 'mental breakdown' at the moment, just not what everything seemed to be pointing towards.
The Soho Fairy pouted at him, "You don't seem to be very happy, I've been told I'm very attractive and that any spouse would be glad to have me."
Yuugi wasn't listening, his breathes were coming out in small pants, making his naked chest rise and fall rapidly. He was tiny. Very tiny. He had never wanted to be tiny, years of being the shortest boy in class sort of made that ingrained in Yuugi's psyche. He could fit in a pocket now.
"Oh Dear Lord. I never wanted to fit in a pocket!"
The Soho Fairy reeled back at the outburst, biting a glittering lip.
Yuugi didn't notice, he was a bit too busy freaking out over the fact that he could now fit in a matchbox with room to spare.
Yuugi sighed, giving the Soho Fairy a pathetic, pleading look. "Why'd you do this me?"
Yuugi continued, ignoring the being's attempt to reply and going into full rant mode, forgetting to cover his crotch in his need to flail his arms in artistic circles, "Did I commit genocide in a past life? I mean, I'm a good person, I give to charity, I even volunteer! Why must I be turned into something that could get caught in a vacuum cleaner? You couldn't have been radioactive or something? At least then I could have been turned into a superhero!"
Yuugi breathed in deeply, trying to be as calm as possible with the situation. A situation where he rivalled a thimble in height. Yuugi groaned weakly. Life just wasn't fair when he was smaller than a Chihuahua.
"Why?" Yuugi repeated, no longer looking at the strange being that had turned his life upside-down, diagonally arse-raped it and then put in a blender in just mere moments.
The beautiful creature (that had crapped in the metaphorical cup that is your life; don't forget that because of pretty, pointy ears, Yuugi, his inner, saner, voice piped in.), however, was staring behind him in surprised horror. Yuugi didn't even get a chance to ask what was wrong and why the Soho Fairy wasn't paying him any attention in his time of need and crisis because a new, deeper voice was heard across the little clearing in the grass.
"Yes, dear cousin, do enlighten us on the 'why'."
Yuugi spun around, completely forgetting about his naked body in the midst of what seemed to be more drama being added to his already fucked up life.
The owner of the voice was standing a few metres away from. He would have made an imposing figure, what with the fact that he was double Yuugi's size and had a glare that could explode a small country. But the new creature, clearly also a Soho Fairy but on a larger scale, with bigger wings and more glitter (if that was even possible), sort of made Yuugi want to giggle himself mad and he all but forgot about the glare of doom and the aura that clearly shouted 'fuck off' at nearby beings. Yuugi tilted his head and squinted his eyes, leaning forward ever so slightly to try and get a better look, thanking any deity that had not had machinations in his current state that Original Soho Fairy and Big Soho Fairy were having a face-off. He nodded to himself discreetly. Yup, those there frozen rose petals in his hair.
Yuugi looked away before he burst out laughing, because at this stage it would clearly sound hysterical.
Yuugi started hyperventilating.
The taller creature glanced at him and pointed angrily at him, "This is why we do not change humans anymore, remember? They've forgotten the old ways, this one is surely to have severe mental trauma by the end of the night because of this."
Yuugi nodded his head vigorously, finding himself surprised that he was agreeing with the giant fairy.
"But I want him." Yuugi could hear the pout in his voice and he knew that he was using those pretty, crimson eyes to his advantage.
Giant Fairy sighed and shook his head as if he was used to the crazy things that Soho Fairy did.
"Your father is going to kill you and just wait until the Elders find out what you have done." A blue eyed stare was back on him after that, he continued speaking to the Soho Fairy however. "We must bring him with us."
"That was the plan all along anyway."
Giant Fairy sneered, "I doubt his imprisonment is what you had in mind, however."
The being stepped towards him, and Yuugi, having regained some semblance of sanity gulped at the intensity of the stare and squashed down the urge to back away into the thick grass.
Yuugi eyes widened when he saw the taller individual shake his wings. Oh no, he knew what came next. Yuugi started to back up, giving into the urge but he had already been caught in the glittering dust. His last thought as the world dimmed was that people really needed to stop knocking him out before it became a habit.
AN: Read Please! Well, as you can see it's another cliffhanger, and this had nothing. Sorry. But it IS actually going somewhere! Problem is, I've realised that it's gonna be quite a few drabbles, so I want to know if you guys would prefer for me to write a one-shot for it, rather than drabbles, coz with how the plot in my head is working out, it's gonna be like another 5 drabbles. Right... yeah, so um, tell me which you prefer then! Well, anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this big pile of crazy.
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