Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Black and White ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

~Chapter 1~

Yugi Mutou had always known he was a Hikari, even before people told him so. Everything told for it. Even for the sceptical, he was somewhat pure; even if he through his research at the subject knew that pure and innocent was no factor for a Hikari. So how did he know?

He just did.

He wasn't any impressive, he found himself. Nineteen years old, quit school for bad grades, no work. He was pretty short for his age, merely 5'5”, and often mistaken for being younger than he was. He didn't bother much, since he was used to it since long ago. Long dark lashes framed bright Amethyst eyes, giving him an almost girly childish look for the unknown. Bangs like spun gold framed his face before giving way to Black spiked hair, tips dipped in pure violet. Milky white skin, and a flashing smile that made most girls fall head over heels as they saw him.

That famous smile, he just flashed at his current girlfriend, Anzu Mazaki, as she sat on the other side of the table. She giggled with a small blush and he just tilted his head and laid his chin into his palm, eying her closely. She was a beautiful young woman, twenty years old, deep blue eyes like swimming oceans, Short brown hair shining purely with tints of gold brown in the dim light cast from the lantern in the small restaurant. Even so... He sighed inwards. He didn't feel a thing.

He hated it all.

All this made him feel like he just used the girls, one by one. And even if they all had been beautiful and charming, he hadn't found the tiniest bit of a spark, no flame.

Nothing.

And all just because he was a Hikari, destined to only love the one person in the whole world who was made for him. If he hadn't known better, he had laughed at the situation. It was pretty funny, ironical. He believed in a fairytale told by an old book he had home in his bookshelf. If he hadn't seen the result with own eyes, he would surely have doubted.

And if he hadn't already turned nineteen, had at least twice as many girlfriends...

And never felt any affection against anyone.

Anzu lifted her glass of wine and smiled at him. The smile never left his lips as he lifted his own, and brought it together with hers with a small clink when the two glasses touched. He lowered his as she took a sip and then put it down. He still never left her with his eyes, deep and wondering. Every girlfriend he had in the past, had he merely known, but Anzu was a friend... She knew about his problem. She had become his girlfriend for his sake, probably hoping she was the one, but in the way of a friend. He drank slowly from his glass, tasting the slight sour taste from the wine, but not letting his lithe disgust show in his face.

Who had ordered a wine that bad? He brought his thoughts back to the girl as he put the glass down. He wasn't sure if he could break up with her. They had dated for almost a month, and never gotten any further than small shy and awkward goodnight kisses as he dropped her off at her house. It surely wasn't any good statistic for a couple their age. If it had been a spark... Hell... Probably they had been planning marriage by now. He smiled sadly at the thought, but forced his lips to put on a more cheerful mask, not wanting to worry the young woman. He sighed in his mind again. If he broke up... would she get mad with him, like some others? Hit him and calling him a jerk? Cry and run away? Or just say that it was okay, that they didn't work together... He didn't know what was worst.

“Yugi?” He blinked slowly as he met her eyes. She looked at him with a small hint of curiosity and worry. He disguised his worried thoughts with a mask of apology and a small smile, but it never became more than a twitch of the lips.

“Yes?” He asked her, taking another sip of the disgusting liquid and then putting the wine down, resting his right hand next to the crystal glass. She moved her own left hand, putting it lightly over his, a small and affectionate touch, but nothing filled with the care of love, just the worry of a friend.

“I don't like seeing you in that fake mask of played love” She whispered, and he blinked again. This wasn't leading to anything good, an odd feeling told him. “I have seen it often around you lately...” He cleared his throat and moved his right hand, intertwining his fingers with hers.

“Anzu... I...” He shook his head slowly. She had already figured out... probably he would hurt her more if he just continued the façade. He brought his slight hint of courage together and licked his lips, before telling her what he had kept from her for a while. “I... don't think it's really working... with us...” She sighed lightly, a small hint of understanding in her Blue orbs before she smiled, an apologizing smile just like his a while back.

“I understand” She said, squeezing his hand with the token of friendship. “It's Okay, really... I...” She sighed and looked him straight in the eye, a hint of sorrow there, but not for her own sake, he knew, but for his.

“I'm just sorry I wasn't able to help”

~*~

He groaned and hit his head against the wall another time before stepping into his pride, a Black Metallic Volvo C70, Cabriolet. He seated himself behind the wheel before just sitting, fixing his gaze at the road before him, before sighing and starting the engine. She had been so cheerful for the rest of the evening, chatting about nothing and everything, and he had joined the talk half-heartedly, but what she said nagged his mind.

She was sorry because she hadn't been able to help. He groaned again and pressed the gas pedal and drove away from her street. Anything had been better than that, even the hitting and crying...

Help...

He needed help... With finding someone to love... He chuckled darkly and raised his right hand to brush his bangs away from his Amethyst eyes, now dimmed with a doubt. He doubted he ever got to find his Yami... He stopped his thoughts and rubbed his forehead to sooth the starting headache. Now he started that thinking again... Maybe... maybe he would find someone to love if he just... stopped believing he was a Hikari... Maybe it all was some sick joke, and he was just a total normal boy with a problem in feeling love.

He laughed at it all. He had known all his life he was a Hikari; there was no change in that. And all he had to do was finding his Yami! A flashing light awoken him from his thoughts and he pressed the brake right in time before the Motorcycle zoomed past on his right side. He calmed his breath and shook his head. He was getting tired. Hopefully He could find some aspirin or something at home, before going to sleep and start his life again tomorrow. He drove slowly the rest of the way home before parking at the Parking lot outside his Apartment building. He was not in the poor area; no, no, He had the money, even without work. He was a good player, and almost never lost any kind of games played at the Casinos downtown. He had a good Apartment, quite big, nice placing, just gaze outside his bedroom and you can see the beach a bit down. Nothing was wrong with the apartment at all.

He stepped out of his prized car and closed the door. He walked around it towards the building and clicked a small button on the key, hearing the small beeping sound as the car locked, and then put the key in his pocket.

He made his way up the stairs and fumbled in the pockets of his jacket before getting another set of keys up. He sighed heavily as he searched among the keys for the one to the front door before sticking it into the keyhole, twisting it one and a half round before hearing the clicking sound. He drew they key out and opened the door. The hallway was lit up... He heard a bang and rolled his eyes. Ryou...

Ryou was his friend, and there hadn't gone a day without them together, and that was since they were fourteen. He was a silver-haired, almond-eyed and pretty shy boy for first sight. They shared the apartment just for the sake of being such good friends... Just like himself, Ryou was considered Hikari, but he had at least found his Yami... and well... His Yami was almost a mirror reflection of himself. More spiky hair, darker eyes with this slight evil hint in them? Get the point? And his name was Bakura. He had been in one of the street gangs before, robbing and stealing, a mere thief on the street. Ryou had changed that in him, and last he knew, Bakura was working night shift at Seven-eleven... but apparently not this Friday night.

Yugi sighed heavily again. Here he was, being nice to his friend and setting up soundproof walls... but did it help? Not when one of your favourite hobbies was to hit the wall with the headboard of the bed! He banged into the wall with a hard kick to make himself known.

“Keep it down you two!” He yelled through the wall before heading towards the kitchen. They probably didn't hear him anyway. He opened the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of milk and then headed for the cupboard for a cup, before making himself some late-evening coffee. He took a sip of it and sighed contently. At least some things could help you... if only the headache would go away! He heard a meow and looked down. A white furry ball, meant to be a cat, stroke itself against his leg. He smiled softly and put his cup down to lift the kitten up.

“Hi Yuki” He murmured and petted the small cat on it's furry head. Yuki was a bit more than a kitten, but only merely. Four months old, and a birthday present from Ryou, said to help him get some company. Just for note, that was two weeks after he and Bakura got together for real... and using his apartment for their little fun... “I guess you're hungry” A small purr came as response and he snickered before putting the cat down, heading for another cupboard. He rummaged through the different tastes of cat-food, and then picked one out.

“Does Chicken sound good?” he asked and then took a bowl from the same cupboard before filling it with the crispy bites. “There you go, little girl” The feline sauntered over to the bowl before completely ignoring him, finding it much more important to devour the food as quickly as possible. Yugi shook his head slightly with a smile and then returned to his coffee, sitting down by the kitchen table and watching out into the night. The city was really nice at night... Neon lights lit everywhere and nowhere, and if you looked up, you could manage to see the stars twinkling brightly. It was not a big town... but things could happen in small places as well... He tilted the cup and emptied it from the coffee before putting it down, the sound of China against wood. He sat there, listening to the crushing sounds of Yuki devouring her food, and now and then a bang from his friend's bedroom... He rubbed head in pain.

He really needed a painkiller now...

He went up and to the bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet, and stopped. The shelf was empty... He should have known... He closed the cabinet and went back to the kitchen, glaring daggers at his friend's bedroom door before sitting down by the table. He sat silent for a while, and then he sighed and folded his arms over the table, laying his head into them.

The day had gone pretty well... but seemed to end like shit. Anzu got out from the list; he had a headache strong enough to kill him, and his friend had his fun with getting fucked by his boyfriend... include that with the constant banging in the wall that reminded him of his headache. It was completely silent for a while, and he raised his head from his arms. Maybe he could get some rest now? A while later, he heard the shower run, supposedly the one next to Ryou's room, since he hadn't heard a door open. He listened to the running water for a while, until it stopped. He arched an eyebrow but didn't care much. He glanced at his Rolex watch. 23:52. He really needed to rest... He groaned, but halted himself as he heard his friend's bedroom door open. He leaned against the back seat of the chair.

Ryou walked into the kitchen, clad in a pair of jeans, and rubbing his hair with a towel. He glanced at him from the door before lowering the towel, hanging it over his shoulder. The shower was running again, Yugi noted.

“You're back?” The Silver-Haired teen asked. Yugi nodded with a tired smile. “So, how did it go?” Yugi's face darkened, and he groaned a bit. “Not good?”

“We broke up” Yugi muttered, hiding his face under his right hand. “Another one failed” Ryou sighed and sat down across the table.

“Don't take it so hard Yugi” He said. “You just have to search...”

“You have said that the past thirteen times too...” Yugi mumbled, rising up and putting his cup into the dishes. “Sorry Ryou, but I really need to rest... and get some painkillers for my headache”

“Why didn't you do so from the beginning!?” Ryou asked, a shocked look on his face. Yugi rolled his eyes. “I mean it! You should have gone to bed directly...”

“I need some painkillers” Yugi said, cutting the other off. “And of some fucking reason those always seem to be in your bedroom... And I didn't feel like interrupting” Ryou made a small snapping motion with his fingers, and gave a quick apology.

“How come they always are?” Another voice interrupted, making both of them jump.

“Kura! Don't freaking scare us like that!” Ryou hissed at the two-year older teen. Bakura just rolled his eyes.

“Scaredy-cat” he muttered, before turning to Yugi. “Heard you broke with the girl” Yugi glared at him but nodded.

“Yes... so... I better get to sleep now...” He mumbled, walking past them both, before stopping up. “But please... I set up soundproof walls for a reason, please try to understand that” He didn't wait for answer, and instead fetched the Painkillers in his friends room, making his way into his own bedroom and closing the door. He popped two of the pills and swallowed them without water before throwing the package onto his desk. He stripped his clothes before climbing into his bed, sighing again. He turned to the left and closed his eyes, trying to find the rest he needed.

Maybe life could start anew tomorrow...

Maybe...

~*~

The curtains hanging in the big windows filtered the sun, but a strong pull drew them away, the glimmering light of the sun shining through the glass with a promise of a beautiful day. The tri-colour-haired boy in the bed groaned and drew the covers over his head, trying to return to the sleep the sun had drew him from. He clamped his eyes shut and tried to empty his mind, a last futile attempt to return to the land of dreams. When the covers were ripped out of his grasp, he curled up and held his eyes shut stubbornly. He had absolutely no intention of going up. He didn't care where the sun stood on the skies; he was not going up! But no matter how hard he tried... there was always someone who was more stubborn than him. The young man made a very displeased and surprised shriek as cold hands pulled him out of the bed and onto the cold floor.

“Maybe that'll wake you up” Ryou snorted with a hint of amusement in his clear voice. Yugi grumbled lowly under his breath as he sat up. He cast the other a glare, which was supposed to be scary, but due to his sleepy state, it more looked like a very displeased sleepy young man with a major morning problem. Ryou just shook his head and sauntered out the room. “Breakfast is finished by the way”

Yugi just snorted and watched his friend leave. Sleepily he stood up and stretched before walking over to the windows. It was really supposedly becoming a good day. He glanced at his old clock on the wall, a memory of his passed grandfather, and groaned his friends name angrily. It was merely a quarter past eight in the morning. He should have known Ryou was pulling something. And he suspected it. Even his friend didn't like waking up early at Saturdays. Yugi shrugged his shoulders and rubbed his eyes before pulling a night robe over his shoulders, tying it around the waist and then opened the door to his balcony. He took a few steps out to the railing while blinking his eyes. It was warm outside... It was made clear many were going to be around the beach or the cool area of some nice restaurant... it was completely made for loving tours around the city... And he had broken up with his girlfriend last evening, so probably he would be walking around town, watching happy couples and hoping he someday would have the same luck. Another balcony door opened next to him, and he glanced to the right.

“Oh, good morning Ms. Sanders” He called at the middle-aged woman who walked out onto her balcony. She turned to him with a happy smile.

“Ah, good morning Yugi” She greeted. “Nice weather, isn't it?” He nodded in agreement and sighed a little. The lady leaned against the railing and let her gaze sweep over the town. Then she added a question in her small speech, which he had rather not heard.

“So how did your date go?” He shrugged a little as he sighed again.

“Not all too well I'm afraid” He answered his neighbour. “Actually... It went bad... Me and Anzu broke up...” Broke up was not exactly true, they had more of finally got to the conclusion it didn't work, and that he must, due to him being a Hikari, search on for the person who would be only for him... just his luck.

“Oh, how sad, she was such a nice girl” He nodded and drew slender fingers through his hair and winched as he found a knot, slowly working it out while thinking for the next thing to say.

“Well... But we both realized she wasn't the one... and since I'm a Hikari... and will forever be... I couldn't hold on to a lie” She smiled understandingly as she wiped her greying brown hair out of her green eyes.

“Yes, I understand. You know boy, sometimes I think I was born a Hikari as well...” He jerked his head to her side, and pushed his bangs out of his Amethyst eyes, now wide in surprised shock.

“Really?” he asked. She made a soft chuckle and gestured at herself. He just arched an eyebrow and she sighed.

“I'm forty-two, and I have never found any man to love or marry... It's so distant... that feeling that everyone talks about... the sparks, flames and longing to see that person again... I've never felt it...” Small salty crystals appeared in her eyes as she spoke, and Yugi looked down.

“I feel sorry for your sake...” He whispered with a shamed tone. And here he thought he was feeling bad.

“It's okay dear” She said, wiping her eyes. “I think I get the dog and get on a walk, you must have a nice day”

“I will” He ensured the elder woman, and she nodded a goodbye before leaving into her apartment. He sighed again and copied her, closing the balcony door and then heading for the shower. He felt ashamed of himself, but a frightened feeling crept over him. What if he ended up like her? Turning older and older, never finding the love... he knew what she was talking about. He had never felt what people called a spark, never felt anything flame inside of him... and never felt a longing for anyone... no, that was wrong. He felt a longing... for someone to love, and get loved by. He shook his head to clear his thoughts as he turned the spray on and stepping into the shower, immediately shrieking as cold water hit him.

“RYOU! Have you been using up the warm water!?”

~*~

He entered the kitchen with a pair of baggy black jeans and a shirt on his arm, drying his hair after the incredible cold shower. He nodded at Bakura in a gesture of good morning, and the older man nodded as a response, his eyes merely leaving the newspaper he was currently reading. Ryou was munching happily on some scrambled eggs while greeting with a smile and a raised hand.

“Ryou, did you by any chance use all the warm water?” Ryou stopped eating and tilted his head, before turning to Bakura.

“Did you use up all the warm water?” The Yami arched an eyebrow in surprised sarcasm. He folded the newspaper and crossed his arms over his chest.

“No...” He shrugged his shoulders. “Did you?” Ryou blinked, but then looked down a bit.

“Ehm... I think it might have been when...”

“I understand, shut it!” Yugi said, understanding completely well what it was leading to. Of course the warm water would be used if you had that kind of session while showering... He groaned in his mind and mentally slapped his forehead. He really needed a walk now... He sat down at his place and put the shirt on. He brushed his hair back and glanced up as he felt eyes onto him. He made a questionable look towards Bakura, who frowned slightly.

“Yugi... I have been wondering something” He said, a deep wonder actually playing in his dark orbs. “You have had about... what is it... thirty girlfriends?”

“Thirty-four” He mumbled embarrassed and tried to not look at the Yami while reaching over to grab the carton of milk, pouring some into the coffee Ryou had set out for him. Bakura made a small groan.

“And you have never tried the other?” Yugi blinked at him, taking a sip of his coffee and then putting the cup down. Ryou sighed and rolled his eyes.

“He means; have you tried boyfriends?” Yugi's eyes widened in something between fright, slight astonishment and embarrassment. He made a stammering sound, and he blinked a couple of times before finally getting his message out to the two across the table.

“W-W-W-W-What... W-Why should... Why should I have?” He added a slightly frustrated tone to his stammering, hoping it would make him more sure. The oldest of the couple rubbed his forehead with a heavy sigh. Ryou just shook his head with an amused smile and a slight sarcasm. Yugi glared at them before taking another gulp of his coffee, and then continuing.

“I mean... I'm not gay... you know” He shrugged to make his point clear, but none of them seemed to really buy it. He licked his lips nervously and looked down into his cup. They did have a point... He blinked angrily. No doubting! Okay, just because you had thirty-four girlfriends and never felt anything...

It didn't mean you were automatically gay... Did it?

After all... He was a Hikari... And he could only feel love against the true one, so how would he have been able to feel anything?

“And besides...” He continued, looking up, but not meeting any of their eyes. “It can also just be that I haven't found the true one yet... since I don't feel anything...”

“Point taken” Bakura said, cutting him off abruptly, pointing at him with a meaning gesture. “You are a Hikari, and can only feel love for that special person... who said anything about attraction, lust?” Yugi blinked and blushed slightly. Okay, he was not all innocent about this stuff... after all he shared apartment with someone who had his boyfriend over at least once a week, but that didn't mean he felt comfortable about it.

“Well-...” He trailed off, biting his bottom lip. He didn't know what to say, because somehow, he knew they were right... but...

“Yugi” Ryou continued. “Do you remember my traumatized period when I was sixteen?” Yugi nodded, a small nod for the sake of understanding, but not seeing the connection to the subject. “When I had found out I couldn't love women? Only felt a strange connection to males? I hadn't even met Kura yet... and still... I felt attracted to males I met randomly, I found some of them handsome and cute, remember when I told you that you were really cute?” Yugi gulped but nodded, the point in his friend's words hitting him, but he smiled meekly as he continued the new subject, which even so was still connected to the last.

“Oh yes...” He grinned slightly and cast a glance towards the clock. a quarter past nine. “That was right before you asked if I would let you kiss me” Ryou shrugged and nodded. Bakura was tilting his head, a small cocky smirk on his lips, and he ruffled his boyfriend's hair.

“You never told me this, Hikari mine” He muttered, and the younger one ducked to get away.

“Kura! You didn't have to know...” Bakura cut him of by placing a finger over his lips.

“Sch, just tell on, it's pretty interesting” He leaned back in his chair, gulping a whole glass of milk down while waiting for his love to continue. Yugi was biting his bottom lip again, finding it hard to believe what was so interesting about the subject. Ryou shrugged and returned to the speaking.

“So what off it?” He mumbled. “I mean... I was just traumatized by the fact that I thought no one would ever be my friend again as I was... Gay” He looked down and licked his lips slightly. Then he looked up again. “But you remember you helped me through it, didn't you?” Yugi smiled slightly.

“Well... If letting you get my first kiss was helping, I sure did” His friend blushed slightly.

“I didn't know it was your first” he mumbled with an embarrassed tone in his voice, and Yugi just shrugged. He hadn't felt so special about it; he had done it to help his friend. He remembered how broken Ryou had been when the realization had began to build inside of him, and the doubt that anyone would ever speak to him again if they knew. Bakura tapped the table lightly with his fingers, his face masked by a thoughtful frown. Then he looked at them.

“Oh, are you finished? Maybe we can leave then?” Yugi nodded, he hadn't eaten much, not that he cared- no one would notice the difference, at least not the two lover-birds... He groaned as he put his cup into the dishes, and turned to the two.

“You! No making out in the kitchen!”

~*~

It had surely been Ryou's intent to try and find him a new girlfriend today... but his boyfriend seemed more interested in checking if the amethyst-eyed teen really wasn't gay. As they walked down the streets towards the Beach, the said one could never stop asking Yugi about it over and over again, sometimes even asking what he thought of several male's walking by. Yugi found it truly annoying and also very embarrassing, either Bakura wasn't aware of how loud his voice was, or he didn't care. Whatever it was, Yugi was blushing deeply red and constantly staring at the ground. Ryou was the one who actually saved him, a couple of minutes later.

“Bakura, you stop it now, or you will find yourself with a very cold bed for the next month!” Yugi was very relieved when the older considered the two choices, and found out he could always bug the shorter teen with it later on. They got the rest of the way in silence. As they got to the destination, the first for the day, Ryou immediately tried to find got spots to just sit and enjoy the good weather, and search a new girlfriend for Yugi- of course.

They found a nice place just beside the beach, on a patch of grass, under a big tree, of a kind Yugi didn't know the name of, and didn't bother with trying to figure it out either. He leaned against the tree and half-shut his eyes, while Ryou was looking around. The silver-haired boy turned to him and nudged him in the ribs.

“Hey Yugi, you should at least pretend you are interested, what if your true one walks past and you are sleeping?” Yugi chuckled lowly, but opened his eyes, before widening them as Ryou gave him a content stare.

“What?” he asked more confused than anything else.

“Has anyone ever told you how incredible your eyes looks?” He asked, and without caring about the other's blush, he continued. “Especially with your long lashes... probably would look good with a touch-up of mascara... frames your eyes better, would lift the shimmer...” Yugi hissed out a breath and shook his head.

“I am not using mascara!” He stated. “Just because you do...”

“So? Doesn't it frame my eyes perfectly?” Ryou cut him off, grinning. “Honestly, you should at least try it” Yugi rolled his eyes. His friend was hopeless. Bakura returned from his trip, whatever he was doing, and sat down next to his boyfriend, cradling the said one to his chest.

“Hey, having fun?” He asked while leaning against the tree next to Yugi, Ryou still cradled against his chest while the younger was turning until he laid with his head into his arms, arms placed on the elder's chest.

“I'm not a baby” he muttered. Bakura grinned cockily and rubbed his nose affectionately against the others.

“Really?” Ryou made a small snort before tilting his head upwards, eyes fluttering shut, and placed his lips against the others. Yugi rolled his eyes at them and turned around. Not really because he was annoyed by it... more... He widened his eyes.

He was jealous.

But not because of anything in particular, other than that Ryou had found the one he was to love... and he hadn't... That made him jealous. But he guessed some had more luck than others. Maybe it was like they said. Bad luck in games, good luck in love... Ryou was not for games, ad he had found his love. Yugi was never ever loosing any game placed before him, and instead, he had no one made for him.

He broke his thoughts for a distant roaring, and looked up, shading his eyes with his right hand. A small cloud of dust sprayed up from the sand as a motorcycle came zooming from the beach, probably someone taking a shortcut over the beach from the road. The motorcycle roared past and Yugi recognised it as the one that had almost driven into his side the night before. More engines were heard, and he could see three more motorcycles driving down the road, towards where the first had stopped. He turned his gaze back to the first. The motorcycle was nice, he could admit... Not that he would ever drive one... for the first he didn't know how to, second he would never manage to gain the courage. He was almost scared of driving too fast with his car, so a motorcycle...? No. The man stepping off the vehicle was wearing beige khaki pants and a black shirt, how he now could in the warmth. When the said one took off his helmet, a mass of spiky dusty blond hair was shown. Yugi couldn't see his face clearly, but he had well-tanned skin, probably not from around here... too tanned for that, if he hadn't visited a solarium of course.

The second that stopped, a slightly more slim man climbed off, wearing black tight pants and a white shirt. He had as well blond hair, a little lighter colour than the first, and it was better arranged. The third stopped, and a black haired man with black jeans and an equally black shirt, a red thin jacket on top of all. He started to argue with the first, and all Yugi could hear was the word `cheater' and then the slim blond stepped in between them, gesturing with his hands and somewhat managed to get the two to calm down.

He glanced to the side as the last motorcycle stopped, a flashing one, seeming new, how that would come in a gang like them... He stopped his thoughts as the driver climbed off. This one wore no helmet, and Yugi gaped slightly. The man was slim, clad in black leather pants, belts around his waist with steel nits. A black shirt, tight it seemed from this distance, as he took of a black leather jacket clad with chains at the arms. His now bare arms were lightly tanned, and he wore, to Yugi's surprise, Arm bracers together with a choker... he had a pair of those at home too... But the most surprise was probably, that this man had the almost same hair as him. Spiky black hair, dipped in crimson, blond bangs, some pushed back against the black, and the eyes... Even from this distance, Yugi noted the deep crimson they were, gazing over the group of three that had immediately silenced at his arrival. The male walked over to the three, with a grace that was as restless as it was eased, reminding Yugi of a wild cat, stalking his prey. The whole movement made him shudder. As if the man knew he had been watched, he turned his crimson eyes, gazing over the beach. Yugi jerked his head around a bit, trying to look unsuspicious. He felt the burning gaze pass him, or at least it was his imagination it did, and another shudder shook his body. He turned his head again, as the engines started. The first three had already gotten onto their motorcycles, and the last was with eased movements putting his leather jacket on, straightening it and walking over to his vehicle, still with the grace in his steps.

Gorgeous

Yugi blinked. The thought had slipped through his brain without a start, without an end. He blinked again, angered at himself. Of course he didn't find that man... He stopped as the word slipped his thoughts again, whispering, murmuring. He gulped, and glanced back again. The place was completely empty, and he breathed out. But the nagging in his mind wouldn't leave him. He turned to the others, and kicked the older lightly.

“You two! Stop it! I have no intention of spending the whole day watching you two make out” Ryou blinked at him as he sat up, placed into his boyfriend's lap.

“Oh, sorry” He apologized, before blinking at him. “Eh, Yugi, you are completely red” The amethyst-eyed teen shook his head frantically.

“I am not!” He protested. Bakura had turned his gaze towards him as Ryou said the comment, and now he gave Yugi a light push, away from the shadow of the tree. He and his younger boyfriend followed and then smirked, in unison.

“You are” Ryou said. “So? Care to tell us who you felt any attraction to?”

“You wouldn't know him either way...” Yugi muttered, without thinking, before clamping his hands over his mouth, cursing in his mind. He saw the older of the two smirk even wider, and kneeling down.

“Heh, Yugi” He muttered, with a very amused tone. “So I was right, hm?” Yugi shook his head, but the both just laughed at him, before helping him up.

“It's really no shame” Ryou said. “I just want you to know that you can tell us...”

“I can tell you next time I see... him...” Yugi said the last with a slight reluctant tone. Bakura just shrugged, before smiling.

“Hey Ryou, you owe me one, I told you he was gay”

“Kura!” Ryou hissed. “You have a very loud voice right now...” Yugi was looking down yet again, and was sighing deeply.

“I never told you I was...” Bakura stopped him.

“Yugi, you've had thirty-four girlfriends, never felt anything towards them, and now you see one guy, and totally blush until you look like a tomato as soon as we even ask you about it”

“Hmph” Yugi just snorted, and the older just replied with a shrug.

“I make lunch” Ryou said. “And then this evening, we get out for a round of food and Casino games, what do you say Yugi?”

“Sure” he replied, nodding more for just an answer than actually listening. He was still wondering about the fact that he matched that guy with the word gorgeous in his head, but somehow, he did.

And he didn't feel all too bad about it.

“I can't” Bakura said. “I've got a nightshift job at Paradise of Osiris” They glanced at him.

“Paradise of Osiris?” Ryou asked. “Isn't that the bar owned by those Egyptian guys?”

“Yup, the same place” Bakura nodded. “So maybe you can just drop by, it isn't a rich place, but many people who play come and go, and anyone had heard of the one man who never managed to loose there”

“Who?” Ryou asked, gaining interest.

“No name what I know, just that he is the leader of some Motorcycle-gang, and that he is supposed to have those crimson eyes just staring out your soul, at the more colour like sharp scarlet, seems really scary...” Yugi jerked his head up, but then shook it slightly. It didn't have to be the same... but... It nagged him, like many other things. Ryou spoke again, and through his rambling thoughts, he barely heard him.

“I'm sure Yugi should be able to beat him, right Yugi?” He nodded half-heartedly.

“Uhm... yeah, sure I should...” He mumbled. No way around it, he had to go there. Just to get the nagging out of his mind... And just because something began tugging at his heart, begging him to go... And he never felt that feeling before.

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/Ashley (Rising Phoenix)