Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Family pride or love? ❯ Here we are... ( Chapter 1 )

Katsuya: Hey everyone! I'm back in business!

 

Yugi: Yeah and me and Yami is with her!

 

Yami: Yes, a story about me and Yugi! Now you are speaking my language girl!

 

Katsuya: Yeah, but I'm still mad at Seto-kun for sending that Writer-block after me! It nearly caught me!*still shaken up from a very bad experience*.

 

Yugi:*Pats shoulder* It's okay; just remember to look over your shoulder when you cross the street.

 

Katsuya: … Oookaaay! Thanks Yu

 

Bakura: *Runs fast in**smacks door close*

 

Katsuya: Bakura-kun? What are you doing?

 

Bakura: Hiding…

 

Katsuya: From what…?*banging on door* Okay… From who?

 

Bakura: No one! Here hold this! *Sticks golden brace less with the Horos eye on, to Katsuya**Horos eye start glowing*

 

Katsuya: Hey! What's going on! AHH!*falls to floor unconsciousness*

 

Yugi: Bakura! What did you do?

 

Bakura: Nothing.

 

Yami: Well guys, let's discuss this later, right now the readers want the story.

 

Yugi: Yeah you're right. You're so smart Yami*smiles*

 

Yami: You are smart, too, little one*smiles back*

 

Bakura: *Rolls eyes* Anyway, I'll do the disclaimer. Katsuya doesn't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the figures from it. *Mumble* And thank Ra for that!

 

Yugi: I think it's sad she shall be unconscious in the first chapter.

 

“Talking”

`Thoughts'

(AN: Authors(Katsuya) notes)

***Change of pov***

 

Family pride or love?

 

Chapter 1: Here we are…

***Yugis pov[1]***

Yugi Muto was standing in his bedroom, preparing himself for a dinner, on a very expensive restaurant. It would be himself, his parents, his grandpa, his fiancé and her parents.

 

He sighed heavily as he thought of his fiancé. He had been engaged to her, against his will, by his parents. He sighed again. His parents were very rich. They had their own game company, which worked very close with Kaiba corp. and they had both high social ranks.

 

And because of this social rank, he was now engaged to Anzu Mazaki. Not that she was a bad girl or bad looking girl. She was just not his type. First she was a girl, and second he didn't love her.

 

He had known he was gay for quite a while, but didn't dare tell anyone. The only one knowing was his grandpa, his most trusted butler and best friend Joey and some of Joey's friends.

 

The Mazaki family was very high ranked too. That was why Yugi was engaged to her, so that the Muto name would keep on being clean.

 

“Yugi! Hurry up we gonna be late!” Yugis mom's voice was carried easily up the stairs, making a little shiver run down his spine. His mom could be nice and steady, but if she got angry, hell would break out.

 

“I'll be there in a minute!” Yugi yelled out the door, casting a last glance at himself in the mirror.

 

The young amethyst eyed boy glanced back out of the mirror. Yugis tri coloured hair was more spiking then usual, and his little frame had been cowered with a very good-looking black suit, that was tailored for him, by the best tailor in the city.

 

Yugi sighed again, before running down the stairs to join his parents and grandpa.

 

“That took you quite a while Yugi. A business man most never be late, remember that son.” Yugis father said with his you-do-that-and-not-that voice he was famous for. At least at home.

 

“Sorry dad. Had to look good for my fiancé, right?” Yugi smiled his smile. That smile his parents loved, and absolutely couldn't say no to.

 

“Yes your right. Have I ever told you about that time when I should win over your mother?” His farther said with a dreaming look in his eyes.

 

“Yes dad. About a hundred times!” Yugi said, knowing his father wouldn't hear him.

 

“It was a lovely spring day, the loveliest day in ages. Your mom was sitting on a bench, looking more beautiful then ever and…”

 

Even after they had exited the house, and had entered the car, his father kept on telling the long story about him and Yugis mothers love.

 

Finally they reached the restaurant. They exited the limo they had been driving in, and entered the restaurant.

 

It was a very beautiful restaurant, with beautiful cut tables along the walls, and a red carpet on the floor. There were fish in aquariums, and many fantastic plants, glowing an odd green, in the dim light, from the candles. Big windows showed a garden, with tables (it was still early spring, so it was too cold to actually sit out there, while eating a whole dinner), high beautiful trees, and a big pound with fish.

A lovely expensive restaurant.

 

“Mr. Muto,” Yugis father told the waiter, and they were lead to the table were the Mazakis already were waiting.

 

“Yugi, darling, why are you late?” Anzu asked as soon as they had seated them self.

 

“I'm terrible sorry, Miss Anzu, the time just slipped away.” Yugi answered in his most polite voice. He had a hard time concentration, because Anzu was sitting and grinding her foot against his leg in a sensual way.

 

“Oh I see,” she said while winking her eyes laces as sensual as possible, which made Yugi wanting to throw up.

 

When they had eaten, Yugi was very tired of Anzu, and just wanted to go home, but that seemed to be impossible for now. His parents and soon-to-be parents-in-law was sitting talking about shares and money, which was a subject that could last all night.

 

“I will just excuse me for a moment,” Yugi said when Anzu began playing with her hair in a way that made her seem more sensual and suggesting for a man, but not Yugi, because he was gay. His parents and soon-to-be parents-in-law nodded, without breaking the conversation one bit.

 

Yugi did as he always did when they were out, dinning with Anzu and her parents, in this restaurant. He walked out to the kitchen.

 

The chef of the kitchen was Tristan Taylor, one of Joey's good friends, and he had told Yugi, that he always could come to the kitchen, while his parents and Anzus parents were talking. In that way Yugi could escape both his parents, Anzu and her parents.

 

“Hey Yugi! You look like you could need some ice-cream.” Tristan said when he saw how depressed Yugi was.

 

“Yeah that would be nice!” Yugi suddenly changed from depressed to happy, as soon as the word ice-cream was spoke. Yugi had always loved ice-cream, and all his friends knew that. If Yugi was sad, he would eat ice-cream to become happy again, and it usually worked.

 

“Here you go. A Sunday[2] for you.” Tristan said, and handed Yugi a very colour full ice-cream.

 

“Mmm…” Yugi hummed before digging in. Tristan looked with amazement as the little nearly adult boy made the ice-cream disappear in record time.

 

“Has there happened anything special around here?” Yugi asked as soon as he was finished with his ice-cream.

 

Tristan scratched the back of his head. “Well, yes. We have gotten a new staff member. He's mostly cleaning and doing the dishes, but I think you might wanna meet him.” He ended with a sly smile on his face.

 

“Why?” Yugi was couriers now. The last time Tristan had had this smile on his face; Joey had been running around smelling of dog shit a week afterwards.

 

Suddenly something smashed. The loud sound was running through the entire room, and made all other sounds, sound low.

 

“Jesus Christ!!! Am I the only one capable of carrying plates without smashing them?!” Tristan yelled angry. “Sorry Yugi, I have to take care of this. Take a Sunday ice-cream more, and go out in the garden, so you're not in the way.” Yugi nodded understanding, took another ice-cream, and walked out the backdoor, running around the building, and out into the garden.

 

The evening sun was making the water glow in a very beautiful orange colure. It made the trees cast long shadows, and gave the flowers breathtaking colures.

 

Yugi chose a spot hiding away from the windows. Here he sad down starting to eat his Sunday.

 

When he was halfway finished with his ice-cream, he suddenly heard some noise from the bushes, behind him.

 

“Hiding away from public eyes?” A voice he didn't recognise asked.

 

Yugi turned around, only to find himself face to face with the most breathtaking male he had ever seen, making his mouth drop open.

 

He looked like Yugi himself, except some small things. Small difference that made the man standing in front of him very hard to resist.

 

His frame was more muscular, making him seem like a real male, in stead of Yugis small frame without a single visible muscle, which made Yugi look very girlish. The strangers eyes were piercing red, and had a very sensual glint, Yugi couldn't help but feel dizzy while looking into them. His hair was so much as Yugis, but had more golden streaks in it, making it look plumper then Yugis own.

 

Yugi was sure that if this guy asked Yugi if he could fuck him senseless, Yugi would submit immediately.

 

***Yamis pov***

Well had Yamis day not just been crappy.

 

First he woke up on the floor, in his kitchen with an enormous hang over. Next he had spill coffee all over his favourite shirt, and burned his toast. Then he fell down the stairs, and hit his head on the banister. And so on and so on…

 

Until at least he was late for his first day at his new job.

 

He had got a job in an expensive restaurant. He should clean, water the plants and wash the dishes, but it was okay. It had a very good salary.

 

And money was something Yami didn't had much of. But he wouldn't complain. As long he had money for the rent and some food, it was just fine.

 

Well okay, some more money would be nice. And a bigger apartment, or some more expensive and comfortable cloth, or some of the really expensive Duel monster card he had seen, or…

 

Okay, now he had to stop daydreaming. Otherwise he would just…

 

*Smash!!!*

 

…Smash something…

 

After he had gotten to work to late, the chef of the kitchen, Tristan something, had told him to do the dishes, after asking Yami if he knew someone with the name Yugi.

 

After convincing the chef he didn't know anyone named Yugi, he had started doing the dishes, and was just done when he had been distracted by his thoughts, and had dropped all the dishes.

 

After hading his ears yelled of, by a very pissed, and stressed, chef, Yami had decided to go out in the garden, to take his break.

 

And that were he was standing now. Thinking about how his life sucked right now.

 

`Okay Yami! Think positive thoughts, positive thoughts!' He thought and tried to find some positive to think about.

 

`Well, I'm not living on the street. I'm not dead. I've beat my cousin in Duel Master. I Uhm…` Suddenly Yami went of his good thoughts. 'I don't have a boyfriend. I'm all alone except of my cosine. I…' Then Yami stopped, hearing someone or something moving behind him.

 

No one should be out here. It was way too cold.

 

Yami moved away from the windows, and over to some bushes, were the sound had come from. He moved some branches, and saw…

 

The most beautiful boy he in his entire life had seen.

 

Even thought he had his back against Yami, he had no doubt that he was pretty.

 

From what Yami could see, the boy was about 150 cm tall, and had hair similar to Yamis, except it didn't had yellow strays in it, and was way more silky. He was wearing a very beautiful suit, but would clearly look better in leather. Yes leather would show more of the thin frame, Yami could see trough the fabric of the suit. A frame Yami really would like to explore more intimating. The boy was bend over something Yami couldn't see, but really didn't care about at the moment, he was busy checking out… other things.

 

`Wow! That boy is hot!' Yami thought while looking(more like staring)at the boys Very nice ass.

`If his front side is just as nice as his backside, I can't wait to see it! I wonder what his name is… Maybe I should ask him…'

 

Even thought Yami thought this, he probably wouldn't get to talk to this boy. The boy seemed to be of a very rich family, if he was judging after the cloth. Not everyone ran around in clothes of pure silk made by a tailor.

 

`Well, maybe I'm lucky and he's a nice guy…' Yami was certainly not sure about this thought. Most of the families here was snobbish and would have absolutely nothing to do with a dish washer boy. Not even the boys under his age would have anything to do with him. Yami knew this. He had been working in a restaurant like this before. He had been fired, because he freaked out on a very annoying, rich boy at the age of only 11. That little brat had been in Yamis way the entire evening, on purpose.

 

`Oh well my day can't get any worse. Here goes nothing!'

 

One minute went by… Followed by another and yet Yami wasn't moving. He had frozen in the spot. Something about this boy made his hearth speed up and the blood ran to his head, making him dizzy.

 

`Okay here goes!' Still staying in the same place.

 

`Come on legs! MOVE!' Still nothing happened.

 

`Okay let me try something else…' Slowly Yami laid his hands on his tights, massaging them slowly to make them, and him, relax.

It worked, and second later he stood behind the smaller boy.

 

“Hiding away from public eyes?” Yami said, but shortly after yelling at himself mentally for making such a stupid comment.

 

The other boy froze before turning around, facing Yami.

 

A gasp nearly escaped Yamis lips, when he was staring into large amethyst eyes.

They were so… so… Beautiful!

 

Yami saw the small boy drop his mouth open, managing to look even cuter then before.

 

Yes, he was cute. No other word could come as close to what the small boy was, as cute was.

 

Yamis eyes dropped in a second to the small boy's lips. They were pink, small and kissable. Yami caught himself thinking about how the boy would taste, and hurried his eyes back to staring into the boy's eyes.

 

But… oh… Yami would give much to get to kiss this boy, or even better pound him into the ground just here and now. Yami restrained himself and pushed the thoughts out his head. Now his eyes dropped to the boys hands, still holding the half ate Sunday, and now Yami was wondering more than before what the boy was doing in a bush.

 

Well that question could wait until later. Right now Yami had other things to think of.

 

TBC!

 

1: Pov=Point of view

2: A kind of ice-cream, very tasty indeed.

 

Bakura: Well that's it folks!

 

Katsuya: *moans of pain* Oh my head! What happened?

 

Yugi: You took the golden brace less, it started glowing and then you fainted.

 

Katsuya: Oh guess we got to start the chapter.

 

Yami: Well… It's kind of over already…

 

Katsuya: WHAT! Oh no! I missed it!!! *sob sob*

 

Someone: Cry baby!

 

Katsuya: Who said that!

 

Someone: Me! Your other self!

 

Katsuya: Oh no! I'm going to faint now! Goodbye! And review!*Faints*

 

YamiKatsuya: *Chuckles evilly* Yeah review or else!