Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Retrieving Destiny ❯ Chapter 2
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By: Murasaki Rose 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Romance / Fantasy / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.16.2009 | Updated On: 06.16.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Romance / Fantasy / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 06.16.2009 | Updated On: 06.16.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.5K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Work In Progress
I'd like to start off with a big "Thank you!" to everyone who has favorited, watched, or reviewed this story. You guys make me feel loved. *grins hugely* For those who haven't read my bio or aren't on Little Dragon, Retrieving Destiny was my NaNoWriMo project and a major labor of love. I hope you all will continue to enjoy the story.
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Title: Retrieving Destiny
Part: 2/23
Author: Murasaki Rose
Beta: none
Genre: Romance/Fantasy/AU
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Yami Yuugi's real name
Warnings: Yaoi (male x male), implied Mpreg
Pairings: YYxY, SxJxS, DxT, YBxR, YMxM, HxO, PxC, IxM
Minor Pairings: BMGxA, BMxK, TxCxH
Disclaimer: Here we go. Yu-Gi-Oh and all its characters are the property of Kazuki Takahashi, Shueisha, Konami, Toei, and unfortunately, 4 Kids Entertainment. In other words, I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of this, I'm just a fangirl having some fun.
A/N: "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, ((text)) = telepathy
Summary: While assisting his grandfather on an excavation in Egypt for their senior class trip, Yuugi and his friends unleash seven powerful beings from their millennia-long imprisonment. These strange creatures, who call themselves "darkness", will bring about a series of life-changing events for the close-knit group of teenagers.
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Duelist Kingdom, present day
Pegasus J. Crawford had always known he was different. Highly intelligent and inquisitive, as a child he'd been drawn to both the supernatural and the paranormal, reading every fantasy book he could find and filling his notepads with detailed drawings of mythological beings. He was always searching for proof that magical creatures really did exist despite the disapproval of his parents and the teasing he'd gotten from his peers.
Then he'd turned thirteen.
The poor boy had suffered miserably for days, not knowing that the high fever and sharp pains between his shoulders were all just a precursor to the next stage of his development: his wings. The two foot long, black appendages had burst forth from his back in a blast of energy, leaving him exhausted and very, very confused. But despite his love for the toonish batwings, his fear of what others would think instinctively gave him the knowledge of how to retract them, though he often brought them out where no one could see. For years after that, the teenager had pored over every single document he could find pertaining to any type of winged humanoid. Researching stories from every ancient culture he found nothing useful until he got a hold of a book of obscure Ancient Egyptian legends, but even the information there was sketchy at best.
When Cynthia came into his life his priorities quickly changed. The pull he had felt around her was indescribable and soon his whole world revolved around the gentle blue-eyed blonde. It was Cynthia who had convinced him to use his intelligence to combine his artistic talents and his apparent love of mythology into a game. Duel Monsters quickly became a hit and it was on the eve of the game's first anniversary that Pegasus had finally showed her his wings.
With the now three foot long appendages stretched out, the silver-haired man had apprehensively awaited her reaction. He'd been immensely relieved and delighted when she began cooing over them while delicately running her hands along the edges in awe.
Pegasus had immediately asked her to marry him.
Much to both their surprise, Cynthia sprouted a pair of white, toonish angel wings on their wedding night, and the two had gained a strange but welcome mental bond as well. The occurrence of these strange events had prompted the young man to begin his search once more, this time armed with experience, money, and a supportive wife.
Returning to the Egyptian legends he'd found before, Pegasus discovered the legend of the Sennen Items and the tragedy of the court of Pharaoh Atem: a kind and benevolent ruler, said to have possessed wings the color of sunlight, who was betrayed and imprisoned by a powerful sorcerer. The full extent of the tragedy striking him hard when he realized that not only was the legend true but somewhere beneath the sands of Egypt there were others of his kind imprisoned.
During the time he was hunting down legends, Duel Monsters had become a worldwide phenomena and his board of directors was insisting that he attend the national and international tournaments. Eventually he gave in to their request, after all he did love watching people play and enjoy his game, but he felt that his presence would seem a bit pretentious. Cynthia and the duelists had disagreed.
He never expected to find others of his kind there.
When he first met Yuugi Mutou and Seto Kaiba at the Duel Monsters World Championships he was shocked speechless. The two boys were the spitting images of the carvings he'd seen of the Pharaoh Atem and High Priest Seth, minus the huge wings of course. Strangely they both exuded the same light aura his wife did, leading him to believe that they were the akhu reborn. Galvanized by his accidental discovery, the eccentric man redoubled his efforts in finding the Sennen Items and began a second search for the remaining akhu who had died three thousand years ago, a strange inner sense telling him that they were all alive again and that he must find them as quickly as possible.
Now, twelve years after he first learned the legend of the Sennen Items, his search was at an end.
"Finally, I've found the last one!" the silver haired man shouted, throwing his hands up in delighted relief.
"Really?" a melodic voice asked, startling him so badly he almost into fell over in his chair.
"Ah! Cynthia my darling! I didn't hear you come in!" he exclaimed, turning around to pull the pretty blond woman into his lap. "And yes, I have finally found the last of the reincarnations." He smiled and gently cupped her cheek with one hand, "Now all that remains is getting them to Egypt."
"Do you think they'll come?" she asked, holding his hand to her cheek.
"I'm sure I can come up with ways to entice them into coming," he reassured his lovely wife, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
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Domino City, Japan, three months later
Bouncing on the balls of his feet, a short teenager with spiky, star-shaped hair waited anxiously on the street corner for his best friend, his long, jagged, lightning-like blond bangs, and magenta-tipped black locks of hair bobbing with his movement.
Spotting the lanky blond coming up the street, his large amethyst eyes lit up in delight. "Jonouchi-kun!" the petite eighteen year-old called out cheerfully, receiving a friendly wave in return.
"Hey Yuugi!" Katsuya Jonouchi greeted his friend, grabbing the small teen in a light headlock when he reached him. "How was your weekend?" he asked casually as though his best friend wasn't flailing in his grasp. Dragging the shorter teen along, Jonouchi's honey-brown eyes sparkled with amusement from beneath his shaggy bangs as he tried not to laugh at the muttered threats and curses coming from the smaller male.
Unwilling to go down without a fight, Yuugi Mutou decided to make good with his threats and started poking at the blond's unprotected midsection searching for a par-tic-ulaaar spot . . . there! A sharp bark of laughter from the blond told the petite teen that he'd found his mark and he ruthlessly took advantage of it, tickling his best friend for all his worth until the other teen was forced to release him. Free from the clutches of his taller friend, Yuugi carefully finger-combed his hair back into shape before shooting Jonouchi a scathing glare that, with his wide eyes and cherubic features, didn’t look very menacing.
"Jerk," he grumbled, tugging sharply on the blond's shaggy, shoulder-length hair.
"Aww, I'm sorry Yuugi. Don't be mad," Jonouchi pleaded, giving the tri-color haired teen his best "kicked puppy" face.
Deciding the blond deserved a bit more punishment Yuugi huffed and walked away ignoring the blond's pleas for forgiveness until they met up with Anzu and Honda.
Having witnessed this scene many times before, Hiroto Honda rolled his hazel eyes at his oldest friend. Knowing Jonouchi, the blond had either given their small friend a noogie or put him in a headlock . . or both. Having grown up with the blond, the brunet teen had been on the receiving end of those antics more than once, but it didn't bother him as much as it did Yuugi, since his own college-cut styled hair was easy to put back into it's wedge shape and he was big enough to properly retaliate.
The other brunette Anzu Mazaki, simply rolled her light blue eyes and attempted to hide her amused expression behind her short bangs and above the shoulder, bob-cut hair. The only girl in their group, Anzu had been Yuugi's friend ever since they first met back in grade school and was fiercely protective of him. She'd been thrilled when her once-shy childhood friend had befriended the rough and lanky blond and even after all this time it never ceased to amuse her how over-dramatic Jonouchi would get when Yuugi pretended to ignore him, sometimes going so far as to latch onto the petite teen's leg in an attempt to make the smaller male drag him along. Of course, Yuugi wasn't anywhere near strong enough to drag him so they just ended up stopping until Yuugi gave in and "forgave" the blond.
Which was a perfect description of the current situation.
This time though, Jonouchi had decided to up the ante and was currently sobbing and wailing in an incredibly over-dramatic display of theatrics while Yuugi desperately attempted to keep a straight face. Unfortunately all the noise was starting to draw a crowd and at Anzu's insistence the two boys dropped their act and the four friends ran off, not slowing their pace until they turned off the street.
Catching sight of his friends Ryou Masayume (1) smiled brightly and reached down to tap the shoulder of Tomoya Hanasaki (2). Gray eyes blinked in momentary confusion from behind wire-rimmed glasses as the small teen looked up from his manga at the chocolate-eyed boy standing next to him.
"Yuugi-tachi is here," Ryou told him, brushing an errant lock of his thick, jagged cut, waist-length silver hair back over his shoulder.
"Ah! Ohayoo minna!" Hanasaki exclaimed, shoving his manga back into his backpack as he stood.
"Morning guys!" Honda greeted the two slim-built teens, ruffling Hanasaki's short, messy cut, light orange hair. Pouting, the slight teen repaired the minor damage, receiving a sympathetic smile from Yuugi.
"Why do they always have to mess up my hair!" the small teen pouted as the group headed toward school. Hanasaki stood just a few centimeters taller than the tri-color haired teen, making him and Yuugi two of the shortest boys in their class, much to their immense frustration.
"At least it wasn't a headlock," Yuugi grumbled, falling in step beside him.
"Jonouchi-kun?"
Yuugi nodded, "Jonouchi-kun."
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Stepping out of his limo Seto Kaiba immediately began scanning the school grounds, his bright blue eyes sharp and focused as he searched for a specific head of blond hair belonging to his boyfriend Katsuya Jonouchi. Normally when Jonouchi stayed at his home over the weekend they would ride to school together, but today Seto's younger brother Mokuba had needed to be at school extra early, so Jou had opted to walk with their friends instead.
It wasn't a bad arrangement for either teenager however it left the taller youth with the annoying task of having to track down his wayward puppy. Scowling when he saw no sign of his boyfriend, the tall youth tucked a rogue strand of his neatly cut shoulder-length auburn hair back behind his ear and stalked into the courtyard. He was so focused on his search that he failed to notice the figure creeping up rapidly behind him.
"Mornin' beautiful." A husky male voice breathed into his ear as the speaker's hands clasped his shoulders firmly. Then those same hands quickly spun him around and pulled Seto flush against the chest of a mischievously grinning Jonouchi before the startled teen could even think of tensing up.
"You're impossible," Seto grumped, scowling at his lover to hide the matching grin that threatened to break free.
Not fooled in the least, a still grinning Jonouchi playfully flicked the center lock of auburn hair that hung lower than the rest of Seto's bangs, "but you love me anyway."
"Always pup," Seto replied, giving up his charade to capture Jou's lips in a tender kiss, his arms coming up to hold the blond in return.
Making a soft approving hum, Jou leaned into the gentle embrace, content to lose himself in his lover's arms . . .
"Jonouchi! Kaiba! If you two don't separate this instant, I'll send you both to the office for a PDA violation!"
The shrill voice of the assistant principal pierced their ears violently, causing both boys to jerk apart. Jonouchi was embarrassed at having been caught . . . again, but Seto was beyond pissed at the interruption. Directing his icy glare at the harridan still screeching at them, he was frustrated beyond belief when not only did she have the nerve to glare back, she also kept lecturing them!
"-don't care if you are legal adults. I won't have you setting a bad example for the younger students!" she chastised the pair, determined to get her point across. Fortunately for the two teens, the telltale sounds of an impending fight drew her attention to the far side of the courtyard and she quickly left them to ward off disaster.
Wanting to avoid further conflict with the overly moralistic administrator, the blue-eyed teen wrapped an arm back around Jou's waist and quickly guided the blond towards the front entrance of the school and their awaiting friends.
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By the last class of the day most of the students at Domino High were barely hanging in, their attention broken by even the slightest distraction as they eagerly awaited the final bell that would set them free. Yuugi was the exception to this rule. This was because Yuugi's last class was World History, his absolute favorite subject. Somewhat of a History buff, Yuugi placed the blame of this particular quirk on the same shoulders responsible for his unusual hair, his grandfather.
When their History teacher, an attractive middle-aged woman who had yet to lose her love of teaching, came into the room it was immediately obvious that she was excited about something. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a slight bounce in her step as she made her way to the front of the classroom that had everyone's attention on her.
Stepping up to the podium she sat her book and lesson planner down, then picking up a lone sheet of paper from the top, cleared her throat before she began to speak, "All right class, I have an exciting announcement!
I just received news today that out of all the senior classes in Domino City, OUR class has been selected for a wonderful, once in a lifetime opportunity! We've been specially chosen to participate in a real-live archaeological dig in Egypt!"
Amidst the excited murmurs of his classmates, Yuugi sat up straight in his chair, his eyes wide with surprise, they were going to Egypt?! No way!
But the more their teacher explained, the more Yuugi came to believe and the happier he got. He was finally going to see Egypt! He couldn't wait to tell his grandpa!
Behind him, Jonouchi felt his heart begin pounding in anticipation maybe he could find the answers to his dreams in the country they seemed to occur in?
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"Tadaima Jiichan! (3)" Yuugi bellowed cheerfully as he entered the tiny game shop he called home. Orphaned at infancy, the small teen had been raised by his eccentric grandfather and it was from him that he gained his love and mastery of games of all kinds. In his youth his grandfather, Sugoroku Mutou, had traveled the world seeking out dangerous games, spending his later years working at archaeological digs up until he took over Yuugi's care. So young Yuugi had grown up hearing Sugoroku’s tales of travel, ancient legends, and magic and curses, all of which were fueling his growing excitement for the upcoming trip, he just knew his grandfather would say yes!
When he didn’t receive an immediate answer to his greeting, the small teen frowned thoughtfully and made his way up the stairs. Why hadn’t his grandfather answered him?
Reaching the apartment above the shop, he called out again, kicking off his shoes and dropping his backpack in the living room as he waited for a reply. Before he could get too concerned the familiar sound of his grandfather’s voice drifted in from the kitchen and Yuugi realized that he must be on the phone. Interest piqued, he went to find out who he was talking with, stopping just outside the doorway when he noticed something odd. It wasn’t often his grandpa had phone calls in English. Leaning against the wall, he cocked his head towards the kitchen and focused on translating:
“Of course I’ll make sure they all come.”
Silence.
“If I have any trouble I’ll be sure to call.”
Yuugi strained to hear the voice of the person his grandfather was talking to.
“I’ll talk to you after the forms are in. Goodbye.”
With the conversation over, Yuugi decided it would be best to enter the kitchen and ask before he was caught. “I’m back from school Jiichan!” he chirped, bouncing into the kitchen to give his grandfather a hug.
“Welcome home, Yuugi!” the elderly man exclaimed returning the greeting and the hug. “Did you have a good day?”
The small teen grinned and nodded enthusiastically at his equally short grandfather before attempting to satisfy his curiosity. “Jiichan, who were you talking to?” he asked innocently, as though he hadn’t been eavesdropping.
“Oh, just an old friend of mine from America,” the elderly man reassured the teen, ruffling his hair fondly.
“Jiichan!” Yuugi protested, "Not you too!"
Sugoroku just chuckled, "So did anything interesting happen today?" he asked to distract his sulking grandson.
Irritation forgotten, Yuugi perked up instantly, "You won't believe where my class gets to go . . !"
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February 28, 2009
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1 - dream that comes true, Japanese
2 - Tomoya Hanasaki. Cute little guy who appears twice in Volume 1, becomes friends with Yuugi-tachi in Volume 3, shows up again in Volume 5 then kinda disappears, which I've always thought is rather sad. He's just a couple inches taller than Yuugi and I figured that he'd have done a little growing too. Since there's no set color scheme for him in the manga, his hair and eye color are my own concoction and if you go here: http://murasaki-rose.deviantart.com/art/Tomoya-Hanasaki-Age-18-114221730&nb sp; you can see how I've pictured him for this story.
3 - I'm home Grandpa!
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Title: Retrieving Destiny
Part: 2/23
Author: Murasaki Rose
Beta: none
Genre: Romance/Fantasy/AU
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: Yami Yuugi's real name
Warnings: Yaoi (male x male), implied Mpreg
Pairings: YYxY, SxJxS, DxT, YBxR, YMxM, HxO, PxC, IxM
Minor Pairings: BMGxA, BMxK, TxCxH
Disclaimer: Here we go. Yu-Gi-Oh and all its characters are the property of Kazuki Takahashi, Shueisha, Konami, Toei, and unfortunately, 4 Kids Entertainment. In other words, I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of this, I'm just a fangirl having some fun.
A/N: "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, ((text)) = telepathy
Summary: While assisting his grandfather on an excavation in Egypt for their senior class trip, Yuugi and his friends unleash seven powerful beings from their millennia-long imprisonment. These strange creatures, who call themselves "darkness", will bring about a series of life-changing events for the close-knit group of teenagers.
2,856 words
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Duelist Kingdom, present day
Pegasus J. Crawford had always known he was different. Highly intelligent and inquisitive, as a child he'd been drawn to both the supernatural and the paranormal, reading every fantasy book he could find and filling his notepads with detailed drawings of mythological beings. He was always searching for proof that magical creatures really did exist despite the disapproval of his parents and the teasing he'd gotten from his peers.
Then he'd turned thirteen.
The poor boy had suffered miserably for days, not knowing that the high fever and sharp pains between his shoulders were all just a precursor to the next stage of his development: his wings. The two foot long, black appendages had burst forth from his back in a blast of energy, leaving him exhausted and very, very confused. But despite his love for the toonish batwings, his fear of what others would think instinctively gave him the knowledge of how to retract them, though he often brought them out where no one could see. For years after that, the teenager had pored over every single document he could find pertaining to any type of winged humanoid. Researching stories from every ancient culture he found nothing useful until he got a hold of a book of obscure Ancient Egyptian legends, but even the information there was sketchy at best.
When Cynthia came into his life his priorities quickly changed. The pull he had felt around her was indescribable and soon his whole world revolved around the gentle blue-eyed blonde. It was Cynthia who had convinced him to use his intelligence to combine his artistic talents and his apparent love of mythology into a game. Duel Monsters quickly became a hit and it was on the eve of the game's first anniversary that Pegasus had finally showed her his wings.
With the now three foot long appendages stretched out, the silver-haired man had apprehensively awaited her reaction. He'd been immensely relieved and delighted when she began cooing over them while delicately running her hands along the edges in awe.
Pegasus had immediately asked her to marry him.
Much to both their surprise, Cynthia sprouted a pair of white, toonish angel wings on their wedding night, and the two had gained a strange but welcome mental bond as well. The occurrence of these strange events had prompted the young man to begin his search once more, this time armed with experience, money, and a supportive wife.
Returning to the Egyptian legends he'd found before, Pegasus discovered the legend of the Sennen Items and the tragedy of the court of Pharaoh Atem: a kind and benevolent ruler, said to have possessed wings the color of sunlight, who was betrayed and imprisoned by a powerful sorcerer. The full extent of the tragedy striking him hard when he realized that not only was the legend true but somewhere beneath the sands of Egypt there were others of his kind imprisoned.
During the time he was hunting down legends, Duel Monsters had become a worldwide phenomena and his board of directors was insisting that he attend the national and international tournaments. Eventually he gave in to their request, after all he did love watching people play and enjoy his game, but he felt that his presence would seem a bit pretentious. Cynthia and the duelists had disagreed.
He never expected to find others of his kind there.
When he first met Yuugi Mutou and Seto Kaiba at the Duel Monsters World Championships he was shocked speechless. The two boys were the spitting images of the carvings he'd seen of the Pharaoh Atem and High Priest Seth, minus the huge wings of course. Strangely they both exuded the same light aura his wife did, leading him to believe that they were the akhu reborn. Galvanized by his accidental discovery, the eccentric man redoubled his efforts in finding the Sennen Items and began a second search for the remaining akhu who had died three thousand years ago, a strange inner sense telling him that they were all alive again and that he must find them as quickly as possible.
Now, twelve years after he first learned the legend of the Sennen Items, his search was at an end.
"Finally, I've found the last one!" the silver haired man shouted, throwing his hands up in delighted relief.
"Really?" a melodic voice asked, startling him so badly he almost into fell over in his chair.
"Ah! Cynthia my darling! I didn't hear you come in!" he exclaimed, turning around to pull the pretty blond woman into his lap. "And yes, I have finally found the last of the reincarnations." He smiled and gently cupped her cheek with one hand, "Now all that remains is getting them to Egypt."
"Do you think they'll come?" she asked, holding his hand to her cheek.
"I'm sure I can come up with ways to entice them into coming," he reassured his lovely wife, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.
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Domino City, Japan, three months later
Bouncing on the balls of his feet, a short teenager with spiky, star-shaped hair waited anxiously on the street corner for his best friend, his long, jagged, lightning-like blond bangs, and magenta-tipped black locks of hair bobbing with his movement.
Spotting the lanky blond coming up the street, his large amethyst eyes lit up in delight. "Jonouchi-kun!" the petite eighteen year-old called out cheerfully, receiving a friendly wave in return.
"Hey Yuugi!" Katsuya Jonouchi greeted his friend, grabbing the small teen in a light headlock when he reached him. "How was your weekend?" he asked casually as though his best friend wasn't flailing in his grasp. Dragging the shorter teen along, Jonouchi's honey-brown eyes sparkled with amusement from beneath his shaggy bangs as he tried not to laugh at the muttered threats and curses coming from the smaller male.
Unwilling to go down without a fight, Yuugi Mutou decided to make good with his threats and started poking at the blond's unprotected midsection searching for a par-tic-ulaaar spot . . . there! A sharp bark of laughter from the blond told the petite teen that he'd found his mark and he ruthlessly took advantage of it, tickling his best friend for all his worth until the other teen was forced to release him. Free from the clutches of his taller friend, Yuugi carefully finger-combed his hair back into shape before shooting Jonouchi a scathing glare that, with his wide eyes and cherubic features, didn’t look very menacing.
"Jerk," he grumbled, tugging sharply on the blond's shaggy, shoulder-length hair.
"Aww, I'm sorry Yuugi. Don't be mad," Jonouchi pleaded, giving the tri-color haired teen his best "kicked puppy" face.
Deciding the blond deserved a bit more punishment Yuugi huffed and walked away ignoring the blond's pleas for forgiveness until they met up with Anzu and Honda.
Having witnessed this scene many times before, Hiroto Honda rolled his hazel eyes at his oldest friend. Knowing Jonouchi, the blond had either given their small friend a noogie or put him in a headlock . . or both. Having grown up with the blond, the brunet teen had been on the receiving end of those antics more than once, but it didn't bother him as much as it did Yuugi, since his own college-cut styled hair was easy to put back into it's wedge shape and he was big enough to properly retaliate.
The other brunette Anzu Mazaki, simply rolled her light blue eyes and attempted to hide her amused expression behind her short bangs and above the shoulder, bob-cut hair. The only girl in their group, Anzu had been Yuugi's friend ever since they first met back in grade school and was fiercely protective of him. She'd been thrilled when her once-shy childhood friend had befriended the rough and lanky blond and even after all this time it never ceased to amuse her how over-dramatic Jonouchi would get when Yuugi pretended to ignore him, sometimes going so far as to latch onto the petite teen's leg in an attempt to make the smaller male drag him along. Of course, Yuugi wasn't anywhere near strong enough to drag him so they just ended up stopping until Yuugi gave in and "forgave" the blond.
Which was a perfect description of the current situation.
This time though, Jonouchi had decided to up the ante and was currently sobbing and wailing in an incredibly over-dramatic display of theatrics while Yuugi desperately attempted to keep a straight face. Unfortunately all the noise was starting to draw a crowd and at Anzu's insistence the two boys dropped their act and the four friends ran off, not slowing their pace until they turned off the street.
Catching sight of his friends Ryou Masayume (1) smiled brightly and reached down to tap the shoulder of Tomoya Hanasaki (2). Gray eyes blinked in momentary confusion from behind wire-rimmed glasses as the small teen looked up from his manga at the chocolate-eyed boy standing next to him.
"Yuugi-tachi is here," Ryou told him, brushing an errant lock of his thick, jagged cut, waist-length silver hair back over his shoulder.
"Ah! Ohayoo minna!" Hanasaki exclaimed, shoving his manga back into his backpack as he stood.
"Morning guys!" Honda greeted the two slim-built teens, ruffling Hanasaki's short, messy cut, light orange hair. Pouting, the slight teen repaired the minor damage, receiving a sympathetic smile from Yuugi.
"Why do they always have to mess up my hair!" the small teen pouted as the group headed toward school. Hanasaki stood just a few centimeters taller than the tri-color haired teen, making him and Yuugi two of the shortest boys in their class, much to their immense frustration.
"At least it wasn't a headlock," Yuugi grumbled, falling in step beside him.
"Jonouchi-kun?"
Yuugi nodded, "Jonouchi-kun."
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Stepping out of his limo Seto Kaiba immediately began scanning the school grounds, his bright blue eyes sharp and focused as he searched for a specific head of blond hair belonging to his boyfriend Katsuya Jonouchi. Normally when Jonouchi stayed at his home over the weekend they would ride to school together, but today Seto's younger brother Mokuba had needed to be at school extra early, so Jou had opted to walk with their friends instead.
It wasn't a bad arrangement for either teenager however it left the taller youth with the annoying task of having to track down his wayward puppy. Scowling when he saw no sign of his boyfriend, the tall youth tucked a rogue strand of his neatly cut shoulder-length auburn hair back behind his ear and stalked into the courtyard. He was so focused on his search that he failed to notice the figure creeping up rapidly behind him.
"Mornin' beautiful." A husky male voice breathed into his ear as the speaker's hands clasped his shoulders firmly. Then those same hands quickly spun him around and pulled Seto flush against the chest of a mischievously grinning Jonouchi before the startled teen could even think of tensing up.
"You're impossible," Seto grumped, scowling at his lover to hide the matching grin that threatened to break free.
Not fooled in the least, a still grinning Jonouchi playfully flicked the center lock of auburn hair that hung lower than the rest of Seto's bangs, "but you love me anyway."
"Always pup," Seto replied, giving up his charade to capture Jou's lips in a tender kiss, his arms coming up to hold the blond in return.
Making a soft approving hum, Jou leaned into the gentle embrace, content to lose himself in his lover's arms . . .
"Jonouchi! Kaiba! If you two don't separate this instant, I'll send you both to the office for a PDA violation!"
The shrill voice of the assistant principal pierced their ears violently, causing both boys to jerk apart. Jonouchi was embarrassed at having been caught . . . again, but Seto was beyond pissed at the interruption. Directing his icy glare at the harridan still screeching at them, he was frustrated beyond belief when not only did she have the nerve to glare back, she also kept lecturing them!
"-don't care if you are legal adults. I won't have you setting a bad example for the younger students!" she chastised the pair, determined to get her point across. Fortunately for the two teens, the telltale sounds of an impending fight drew her attention to the far side of the courtyard and she quickly left them to ward off disaster.
Wanting to avoid further conflict with the overly moralistic administrator, the blue-eyed teen wrapped an arm back around Jou's waist and quickly guided the blond towards the front entrance of the school and their awaiting friends.
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By the last class of the day most of the students at Domino High were barely hanging in, their attention broken by even the slightest distraction as they eagerly awaited the final bell that would set them free. Yuugi was the exception to this rule. This was because Yuugi's last class was World History, his absolute favorite subject. Somewhat of a History buff, Yuugi placed the blame of this particular quirk on the same shoulders responsible for his unusual hair, his grandfather.
When their History teacher, an attractive middle-aged woman who had yet to lose her love of teaching, came into the room it was immediately obvious that she was excited about something. Her eyes were sparkling and she had a slight bounce in her step as she made her way to the front of the classroom that had everyone's attention on her.
Stepping up to the podium she sat her book and lesson planner down, then picking up a lone sheet of paper from the top, cleared her throat before she began to speak, "All right class, I have an exciting announcement!
I just received news today that out of all the senior classes in Domino City, OUR class has been selected for a wonderful, once in a lifetime opportunity! We've been specially chosen to participate in a real-live archaeological dig in Egypt!"
Amidst the excited murmurs of his classmates, Yuugi sat up straight in his chair, his eyes wide with surprise, they were going to Egypt?! No way!
But the more their teacher explained, the more Yuugi came to believe and the happier he got. He was finally going to see Egypt! He couldn't wait to tell his grandpa!
Behind him, Jonouchi felt his heart begin pounding in anticipation maybe he could find the answers to his dreams in the country they seemed to occur in?
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"Tadaima Jiichan! (3)" Yuugi bellowed cheerfully as he entered the tiny game shop he called home. Orphaned at infancy, the small teen had been raised by his eccentric grandfather and it was from him that he gained his love and mastery of games of all kinds. In his youth his grandfather, Sugoroku Mutou, had traveled the world seeking out dangerous games, spending his later years working at archaeological digs up until he took over Yuugi's care. So young Yuugi had grown up hearing Sugoroku’s tales of travel, ancient legends, and magic and curses, all of which were fueling his growing excitement for the upcoming trip, he just knew his grandfather would say yes!
When he didn’t receive an immediate answer to his greeting, the small teen frowned thoughtfully and made his way up the stairs. Why hadn’t his grandfather answered him?
Reaching the apartment above the shop, he called out again, kicking off his shoes and dropping his backpack in the living room as he waited for a reply. Before he could get too concerned the familiar sound of his grandfather’s voice drifted in from the kitchen and Yuugi realized that he must be on the phone. Interest piqued, he went to find out who he was talking with, stopping just outside the doorway when he noticed something odd. It wasn’t often his grandpa had phone calls in English. Leaning against the wall, he cocked his head towards the kitchen and focused on translating:
“Of course I’ll make sure they all come.”
Silence.
“If I have any trouble I’ll be sure to call.”
Yuugi strained to hear the voice of the person his grandfather was talking to.
“I’ll talk to you after the forms are in. Goodbye.”
With the conversation over, Yuugi decided it would be best to enter the kitchen and ask before he was caught. “I’m back from school Jiichan!” he chirped, bouncing into the kitchen to give his grandfather a hug.
“Welcome home, Yuugi!” the elderly man exclaimed returning the greeting and the hug. “Did you have a good day?”
The small teen grinned and nodded enthusiastically at his equally short grandfather before attempting to satisfy his curiosity. “Jiichan, who were you talking to?” he asked innocently, as though he hadn’t been eavesdropping.
“Oh, just an old friend of mine from America,” the elderly man reassured the teen, ruffling his hair fondly.
“Jiichan!” Yuugi protested, "Not you too!"
Sugoroku just chuckled, "So did anything interesting happen today?" he asked to distract his sulking grandson.
Irritation forgotten, Yuugi perked up instantly, "You won't believe where my class gets to go . . !"
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February 28, 2009
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1 - dream that comes true, Japanese
2 - Tomoya Hanasaki. Cute little guy who appears twice in Volume 1, becomes friends with Yuugi-tachi in Volume 3, shows up again in Volume 5 then kinda disappears, which I've always thought is rather sad. He's just a couple inches taller than Yuugi and I figured that he'd have done a little growing too. Since there's no set color scheme for him in the manga, his hair and eye color are my own concoction and if you go here: http://murasaki-rose.deviantart.com/art/Tomoya-Hanasaki-Age-18-114221730&nb sp; you can see how I've pictured him for this story.
3 - I'm home Grandpa!