Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Not a Kid ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Warning:

Mild angst, future yaoi and stuff…yeah…

 

Pairings:

Yugi/Yami Yugi and other minor ones (probably hikari/yami) later on.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

Dulled violet eyes gazed out of the small window into the inky blackness of the night sky. The moon shone brightly, illuminating the streets of Domino city. The only light that was visible in those once constantly glittering eyes was that of the stars twinkling merrily from the heavens. A tired sigh escaped the owner of said eyes and was carried through the empty house all the way to the game store on the bottom floor.

 

Yugi Mutouh turned away from the only window in his room and trudged slowly towards his desk. Life was definitely not wonderful. Plopping down on his chair, Yugi put his head in his hands and with a glazed over look thought back to the events of the last six months or so.

 

Everything had started innocent enough. Atemu had finally gotten his own body and Yugi couldn't have been happier for him. His darkness, his yami, had at long last gotten the second chance at life he so much deserved. Yami Bakura and Yami Marik had also been pardoned and given the opportunity to make up with their hikaris. Ryou and Marik had decided to give their yamis a chance to prove themselves and now got along with their others pretty well. Of course that didn't mean that the former tomb robber and his psychotic partner still didn't have their insane, homicidal moments, but at least now they weren't directed towards their lights and their friends. Atemu now lived with Yugi and his grandfather (when said grandfather wasn't on excavations) in the game shop and Ryou, Bakura, Marik and Yami Marik had all decided to settle in Domino. The Millenium Items were given to Ishizu to guard with only the Puzzle, Rod and Ring left in the possession of the three yamis. Life was finally back to normal (or at least as normal as it could be around Yugi). But that was on the surface.

 

In reality, Yugi was suffocating. Well maybe not literally, but recently he felt as if there was an invisible rope around his neck that kept getting tighter with each passing day. At first it was small things that he didn't pay much attention to. His friends would come by to visit and swarm Atemu on the spot or they would prefer to duel him and push Yugi to the side, forgotten. But it was alright with him, after all, his yami deserved it and he needed more human interaction (being stuck in a piece of gold for thousands of years could really damage one's social skills). But things kept getting worse.

 

Soon Yugi realized that his friends didn't really see him as an individual person their own age. They had formed a mold for how he should act and had long ago cemented their opinion on what his character should be like. He was Atemu's light, his hikari, and that automatically made him a naïve, innocent child that didn't know anything about the real world and should be sheltered from everything at all costs. Atemu's overprotective nature didn't help matters much either. The truth of the matter was, Yugi was neither naïve, nor completely innocent. He knew what the real world was like, he'd lived in it since before Atemu and his friends had arrived in his life. He was no idiot and clearly saw the condescending looks people often threw his way every time he opened his mouth to speak. They didn't think he knew what he was talking about and half the time simply ignored him.

 

And Yugi was tired. He was tired of being treated like an eight-year old child. He was fourteen for Ra's sake. So what if he still hadn't reached his growth spurt?! He was getting there… The changes had been gradual, but drastic. He was often times left behind when his friends went clubbing. During conversations he was almost constantly ignored and left to just sit there like a doll. Ryou and Marik didn't have that problem, though Yugi didn't quite understand why. They were hikaris too. But nonetheless, Yugi was left to sit in a corner while his yami was being surrounded by everyone else's laughter and chatter and fawned over by Tea (Yugi still couldn't believe he'd once had a crush on her). And every day was the same. Yugi was feeling like he was trapped. Trapped in the mold made by his own friends and choking on the very thing that made them think of him as a child- his purity.

 

But it especially hurt because the person who meant more to him than anyone else appeared to be one of those who only saw the child in him. The big, innocent eyes, the cherubic round face, the `innocence' and `naivety'…With another resigned sigh, Yugi dropped his head on his desk, resting his forehead on the cool wooden surface, sinking deeper in his quite unhappy thoughts.

 

`Maybe' He mused to himself `Maybe that's why it hurts so damn much. Maybe if he just saw past the child and to the person, it'd be easier to handle everyone else's patronizing glances. If he could just see how much he means to me, it wouldn't be this hard. I wouldn't feel so sheltered, so…trapped…' Clenching his fists, he squeezed his eyes tight `Yeah, like that'll ever happen…' Snorting at the thought of having his feelings returned, Yugi again propped his chin on his hands, resting his elbows on his desk `I bet the aliens will return Elvis Presley back to Earth before he ever sees me as anything more than his little light' Running a hand through his spiky tri-colored hair, he let the name of his long time crush slip gently past his lips ”Atemu…Yami…”

 

He'd long ago figured out he saw his soul-partner as more than just his darkness and protector. How could he not? Those blood red eyes, that tan skin…His whole being reminded Yugi of the desert that covered his yami's home. Hot, smoldering, steaming…'And that leather fetish he seems to have doesn't exactly help matters either' At that, Yugi let out a bitter little chuckle (because yes, contrary to popular belief, he could do more than just giggle). But again, he reminded himself that Atemu would probably never think of him the way he thought of his darkness. And so, Yugi had to keep his emotions to himself and make sure none of his naughty thoughts slipped past their mental link whenever he saw Atemu in his clubbing outfit (in other words- tons of leather and buckles). `Heh heh…Wonder what he'd think if he ever found out his innocent little hikari had naughty thoughts…' And another bitter, hollow cackle followed his stray thought.

 

His moment of self-pity was cut short however when he heard the bell of the game shop downstairs chime softly. Getting up from his chair, Yugi made his way to see if his soul partner was back from his night out. Yes, yet another event little, naive Yugi was deemed too innocent to attend. Note the sarcasm. Nevertheless, Yugi tried to erase the scowl from his face and trotted down the stairs. He'd long ago found out that negative emotions like anger, disgust, etc. were not popular among other people. At least not when they came from him. They tended to bring him nothing but amused, condescending looks.

 

Once he arrived to his destination, Yugi saw that Atemu was indeed back. The young light had to remind himself to breath at the sight of his sex-on-feet of a yami and remember that jumping his bones at that very moment would probably be a bad idea. The leather clad figure was barely visible in the dimly lit hallway, so the hikari softly called out “Hey, Yami. Back already?”

 

Startled, Atemu jumped slightly and turned towardsYugi. Furrowing his brows in displeasure, he chided “Yugi, what are you doing up? You should be in bed. It's two in the morning, aibou.” Crossing his arms in front of his chest, he continued “You need your sleep.”

 

Getting a bit irritated himself, Yugi crossed his own arms and regarded his yami, leather and all, the golden Puzzle hanging from a chain around his neck “Yami, I'm not a child. I can be up for as late as I want to.” Uncrossing his arms, he added in a softer voice “Besides, I wanted to wait up for you. We hardly spend any time together nowadays.”

 

Smiling a bit, Atemu came closer to his hikari “Sorry Yugi. But I've just been busy lately.” At this, Yugi's chest tightened. He knew what his yami was busy with. Hanging out with his friends and keeping him in the dark about it. Atemu, not noticing anything unusual, continued “And that isn't a reason as to why you're still not in bed. I know what's good for you and staying up this late isn't on the list.”

 

Now Yugi's eyes darkened. All thoughts of how hot his soul partner was were pushed aside for the moment. Again with the being treated as an eight-year old! The last few months of the same thing were getting to him “So you know what's good for me, do you?” His voice was low and dangerous “I'm a child that doesn't know when to go to bed, is that it?”

 

Unfortunately, the usually observant ex- pharaoh didn't pay attention “Well you are still young and…” Whatever Atemu was going to say next was cut short as Yugi finally lost his patience and crossed the remaining distance between them, sticking his finger in Atemu's chest. Grimacing, he hissed “I am no child, damn it! I can take care of myself! I had been taking care of myself since before you showed up in my life!”

 

Finally noticing that something wasn't right, Atemu swatted Yugi's hand away and glared lightly at his hikari “What is the matter with you?” He growled “And where did you learn to curse from? You're my hikari, Yugi. You are supposed to be innocent.” Putting his hands on his hips, Atemu stated “You are forbidden to ever say such words again!”

 

Yugi just gaped at his yami, dumbfounded. After he finally found his voice, he scowled “Who the fuck do you think you are?!” He exclaimed “I'll curse if I want to! You may have been pharaoh once upon a time Atemu, but that time is over. I'm not your slave! I can do whatever the hell I want, whenever I want!”

 

By this time Atemu was irritated, confused and angry. Just what was his light going on about?! “Yugi, you're acting childish. Are you sick or something?” He inquired after a moment “This is not the hikari I know. I think your lack of sleep is getting to you. See, I told you you should go to bed.”

 

“Shut up!” Yugi screamed at the top of his lungs, now completely lost in the emotions that had been bottled up for months on end. Atemu gulped slightly “I don't need to be sheltered all the time! I don't need to be protected all the time! I'm not a damn porcelain doll, Yami!” He finished, panting.

 

“Well it sure as hell doesn't look like it, Yugi!” Atemu yelled back, getting his thoughts together again, now more than a little irritated himself “How many times have I had to save you myself, hm? You're always getting into trouble! Face it Yugi, who knows where you'd be now if it wasn't for me! You're just weak like that!”

 

Deathly silence followed Atemu's rant. Yugi's eyes were wide with disbelief, tears briming the corners of his eyelashes. Not only because what his partner had said was in many ways the truth, but because he was the last person Yugi expected to hear it from. It didn't help matters that Atemu was his secret crush either. Maybe that was the worst part- having the person you love tell you they think you're weak.

 

Atemu meanwhile was biting his lower lip, mentally smacking his head against a wall, not believing he'd just said what he'd said. It wasn't true. He didn't think Yugi was weak, on the contrary. He was in his opinion one of the strongest people he knew. His bright spirit, sunny nature and lively attitude were a complete contrast to Atemu's darkness. Yugi was everything he was not. His hikari, his aibou, his other half, his little one…his secret love. And Atemu couldn't believe he'd just caused his light pain, he who was supposed to be Yugi's protector and guardian.

 

“Yugi” He started “Yugi, I didn't… I didn't mean it… I was mad and I… Yugi, little light…” He didn't know what to say. What he'd done was unforgivable. He knew how sensitive Yugi could be, yet he'd purposely hurt him.

 

After a few more stammered excuses and mumbled apologies, Yugi finally looked his yami in the eyes and interrupted him “Save it. I guess I had it coming, huh?” His voice was empty, hollow. It sent unpleasant shivers down Atemu's back “I was wondering what you actually thought of me. Well, I guess I know now.” He laughed an empty laugh.”I guess I know what everybody thinks of me now! Heck, I'm surprised you all hadn't ditched the weak loser by now!” With a bitter smile on his face, Yugi shook his head lightly, turned around and headed upstairs.

 

“Yugi, wait!” Atemu reached out, trying to stop his retreating light “That's not true! We'd never leave you! We're your friends!” Silently, he added to himself `And I'd be happy if we could be more than just friends'.

 

Yugi didn't stop nor did he turn around “No, Yami, you're right. It's okay. Just leave it. Just… leave it” He finished softly. Slowly, he ascended the stairs and headed to his room, leaving Atemu behind.

 

Somehow, the ancient spirit knew that it wasn't okay and that that night he'dlost something very precious. Something that he knew he had to regain soon or he'd lose it forever. His hikari's unconditional trust. Because even if Yugi didn't know about his darkness' true feelings for him (and if it was up to Atemu he'd never know), the little light's trust was something the once pharaoh cherished like the most precious of treasures. And he couldn't help but wonder how a simple little argument had turned out into something this serious.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's note:

Hi, folks! Well, my first chapter of my first fanfiction ever. Hope you enjoyed it. I'll try and update every week or so, but please do share any and all commentaries you might have! In other words, please review! Love you all!

Moonlit Dew

 

Almost forgotten Disclaimer:

I do NOT own Yu Gi Oh! or any of its characters. I'm just kidnapping…errr…borrowing them to exploit, I mean use, for my sick, twisted pleasure. I MEAN to create an informative and interesting story! Heh heh heh… `masisve sweatdrop' Don't mind me! I'm just psychotic, I mean strange like that! Yeah, strange…