Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monster GX Fan Fiction ❯ Sense ❯ Eyes ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1 Eyes

 

 

“Judai, Judai, wake up.”

 

 

The voice is faint. It escapes me, alludes me. Why?

 

 

“Please Judai. Please wake up.”

 

 

I'm in darkness. Am I sleeping? No. That can't be, I've only ever dreamt of duel monsters. Even nightmares.

 

 

“Judai, Judai.”

 

 

The voice seems to get farther away. I know that voice, it's so familiar. Why can't I place it?

 

 

“Wake up my koi.”

 

 

The voice suddenly gets closer. So near. Who is it? Who's talking to me? Calling me koi?

 

 

My eyes flicker open. When did I close them?

 

 

Black eyes. All I can see are shining black eyes. Deep with love….. and lust? Yeah. Lust for me. I lust for those eyes. I know those eyes. They're so familiar. Pools of love, lined with safety. Looking into those eyes, I'm safe. Safe. I've never felt safe like this before. But when have I been helpless? Does it matter?

 

 

No.

 

 

Nothing matters. Nothing but those eyes. Who are those eyes?

 

 

“Are you alright?”

 

 

Of course I am. How could I not be, looking into those deep shining black eyes? I've never been this alright before.

 

 

Warm. My body feels warm. Specifically my face. Why does my face feel warm?

 

 

Those eyes, they have a hand. Probably an entire body too. Though I suppose I should have guessed that before. There aren't too many severed talking eyes floating around. But I can't think right now.

 

 

The warm hand's thumb made its way between my lips.

 

 

“Judai.”

 

 

Oh god. I'm suddenly in love with the way my name sounds.

 

 

I'm floating, and I never want to stop. This must be love.

 

 

And then pain.

 

 

“Ouch~” I wake up on the floor. So it was a dream. Fuuuck.

 

 

“Aniki!” Sho scrambles out of his bed. He tries to untangle me from the comfy mess of pillows and sheets I'm trapped in. It's amazing how easy it is for his little hands to work out knots. I bet they can work out other kinds of knots, if you know what I mean. Wait, what do I mean? That doesn't even make sense. And since when do I think of Sho like that? I mean the guy calls me fucking Aniki. Isn't that incest? I mean I've always thought he was cute, but cute like a puppy. Shit, been awake 30 seconds and already confused.

 

 

Sho gets me out of the mess. He reaches for his glasses. He needs better ones. These make him look like a retarded owl or something. Not that I'd say that to him.

 

 

“Are you okaaay~ Jesus Aniki, morning wood?” Sho bursts out giggling. I stick my tongue out at him; we've lived in the same room together now for over a year, this shit happens all the time.

 

 

It's Saturday, thank God. Or who-ever does nice things like that. I'm open to new ideas. Just not the flying spaghetti monster. You think I'm kidding, but people believe in that shit. But it's extra sweet because it's winter break. The only ones left in the dorm room are me and Sho.

 

 

But back to the point at hand, or in my hand. Jesus, I haven't been this hard since I had that dream about flying winged man. Hey, if Sho can kiss Dark Magician Girl, I can have a naughty dream about a beefcake card. That's the way it works. Mhm.

 

 

So right now I guess I look pretty hot. My shirt is open, and my lower half is uncovered and such. I'm pretty sure my chest is coated in sweat. But that's the kind of thing that happens when one is whacking off. I like to tease myself, play and pull at my nipples. I think I have pretty cute nipples, small, hard, a few shades darker than my skin. I'm not what you'd call and ego maniac or anything, but I am aware that I'm not ugly. I myself would not go for me; I'm just not my type. I have the strangest thoughts during masturbation. Whatever.

 

 

My thoughts drift to him. I know it's a him. I know I know him. But who is he? Black eyes and a warm hand. Not a lot to go by. But I let my mind wander into his deep eyes, and his warm hand. My left hand wanders down to my penis. It's not small, but nothing I could brag about. But that's okay; I'm not much for bragging.

 

 

Pre cum drips down my, err, little head. I continue to lightly stroke myself avoiding the most sensitive parts. I don't want to cum, not just yet. Just float, like in my dream, thinking of him. The things I want him to do to me. So many things. So many things I want to do to him.

 

 

I hear Sho pacing outside the door. Shit, he has to take I shower. I forgot I was taking up the bathroom. He does that to me. He does that to me and I don't even know what he looks like. But that's okay.

 

 

I grab Aloe Vera gel from the counter, coating my fingers in it. I like to play with my ass, sue me. I once got my entire hand in there, freaked me the fuck out. I side three fingers into myself. It doesn't take long before I find what I'm looking for, and cum all over the place. My body convulses and shudders, as the tingling high of orgasm takes over my body. I quickly clean up, I don't need to shower. But Sho does. You wouldn't think he would smell, but he does. Like a hot dumpster full of dead cats. I'll let you picture that beautiful image for awhile, while I get dressed.

 

 

“Took you long enough.” Sho snorts. He runs a hand through his thick hair. I wish he'd get a better hair cut. He's not bad looking, just needs a little style change. Maybe I should jump him with hair scissors and a fashion magazine…

 

 

“Have fun?” He giggles. I turn red. “I'll take that as a yes. Which card? Cyber Tutu?”

 

 

“Not a card… and she's not my, erm, type.”

 

 

“Asuka?”

 

 

I hold back the urge to gag. “Nuuuuuuu….. We're just friends.” Not to mention we're both gay. But we've only told each other that. Makes me feel sorry for Jun. But he can probably do better than her anyway.

 

 

“You okay, Aniki?” Sho cocks his head to one side. Apparently I look dazed. That seems to happen a lot when I think.

 

 

“Huh? Oh yeah! I'm great.”

 

 

“If you say so.” He walks into the bathroom. I am temporarily distracted by his hips moving. Jesus he walks like a queer. Why doesn't he have better taste? Never mind.

 

 

I have to find him. I have to look into those eyes, I want to float, feel safe.

 

 

“Hey Sho! I'ma go down ahead of you and get some brekkie. Want me to bring it back? I'll grab you some. Something vanilla, right?”

 

 

“…..kay!” I can barely hear him over the sound of the shower.

 

 

“…..Sho?”

 

 

“What?”

 

 

I decide whether or not this will offend him. “Can I cut your hair over the break? Fresh new look for the ladies, neh?”

 

 

“…..you know how to cut hair?”

 

 

“Yeah… I had a summer job at a salon once…”

 

 

Sho giggle-snorts. “Sometimes if I didn't know better Judai, I'd say you're a little gay.”

 

 

I force a laugh. “Y-yeah. I guess I am a little… fruity sometimes.”