Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Shisou_Hiryuu ❯ Stories be told ( Chapter 4 )

Title- Shisou_Hiryuu

Part-4/?

Author- DMYamiyugi

Warning- Yaoi…um…killings, demon things, and…yeah ^^; Using Atemu as well, not Yami.

Genre- Romance I think…some sad stuff and all…

Parings- YugixAtemu and maybe some others

Disclaimer- I do own Yugioh! ^_^ *looks around the area* Oh fine…I don't! ;-;

 

Summary- Young Yugi is a freshman at collage. Everything is new, and he is struggling slightly to become comfortable with his surroundings. Having to contain his family secret as well, he becomes stressed. One day, he runs into a young sophomore, who has some secrets of his own that intertwine with Yugi's. And soon, secrets will be reveled and some for the better good and pure happiness and others drawing the darkness closer and closer.

 

 

 

Chapter 4- Stories be told

 

Two boys were seen walking down a small, sea pathway on the campus of Los Angeles University. They were both laughing, seemingly friends to the untrained eye. But, of course there was more to this than that. The one with violet eyes was indeed a friend to the red-eyed boy, but his feelings of friendship were much more. In fact, this other was a crush of his. After the other night (it has been a day since then) Yugi had decided to let fate guide him the way, and if that way meant being gay, then so be it. Atemu, of course, had no notion that the boy even liked him in that way. He only saw Yugi as a friend. But, as Yugi noticed, Atemu did, sometimes, act like he knew. Like he would smile at times, and it would show mischief. Yugi could literally think of him as a cat, who has just at a canary and had a feather sticking out of his mouth, but smiling in spit of it to keep it a secret. He asked once, and today was one of those days.

 

“Hey Atemu…” he started, the other looked down at him and nodded for continuation. Yugi took a breath. “Well…I was wondering…ya know, were did you live before this?” he asked. Well…not exactly what he wanted to ask, but it would lead to his unsaid question to be answered…he hoped. Atemu smiled.

 

“I actually was born in Japan, but only half Japanese, not full,” he said. Yugi blinked in surprise.

 

“Really? When did you move here?” he asked again. Atemu looked lost in thought.

 

“Um…when I was around five I think…yeah, five.” He smiled. “I actually then moved over to the east coast for two years, then moved back down south, then back again,” he laughed. “I just noticed how much I moved when I was younger!” he looked down at Yugi, his ruby eyes curious. “So what about you Yugi?” Yugi smiled.

 

“I was born over on the east coast in Connecticut…then moved up to Maine for a year then back to Connecticut for the many years until I came here.” He looked up at Atemu with wondering eyes. “Where did you live on the east coats?” Atemu blinked, then thought for a second.

 

“My family traveled all over the east coast for a year when I was nine, cuz they couldn't decide where to go, but then we settled in Maine,” he said. Yugi nodded in comprehension.

 

“Wow…hard to believe we both came from over there, and you were even from Japan…wow, cool,” he smiled. Atemu slowed down his walking pace as then came to a bench and sat down.

 

“Yeah, cool alright,” he chirped. But in his voice was attempted cover up sarcasm. Yugi blinked, his smile fading.

 

“…You didn't like Japan…?” he asked. Atemu opened his mouth to speak and then closed it.

 

“I…no, I liked it…it's just...” he let out a small sigh. “Never mind Yugi, it's irrelevant.” Those violet eyes saddened at the others depressive tone.

 

`I don't want him to be sad…I wish he could say something…maybe I could make a deal to truce of some sort. We tell each other our secrets…I know I'm not allowed to, and nor it he most likely, but…it might just make things work out better…to get things off out chests…' Yugi thought. Letting out the small breath he was holding, he opened his mouth and spoke. But right as he was going to say his first word, his watch started beeping. He looked down at his wrist and sighed again. Atemu was watching him with curiosity as the boy was about to speak, but was interrupted by his watch. He also watched the pout that formed over Yugi's face, allowing a chuckle to pass his lips. Yugi glared at him slightly because of the laugh, then stood.

 

“Sorry about this Atemu. I have to get to class ok?” Atemu stood and smirked.

 

“Saved by the beeping watch I presume?” Yugi blushed, making the other laugh. “Yes, I understand…” he moved up and as passing by the boy, he gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek. “Ja…” he whispered in the boys ear, then walked of to his class. Yugi stayed there, frozen on the spot. Taking a shaky hand, he gently touched his cheek with his fingertips. His skin shivered and goose bumps appeared to form on his face. Yugi shivered slightly as a tingling sensation ran down his spin as his violet eyes were wide with surprise and disbelief.

 

`D-d-did he…just kiss me…?!?' he thought loudly and in awe to himself. Yugi took his hand off his cheek and stared at his pale fingertips.

“By…by god…” he muttered to himself, eyes taking on a dazed look. Then looking in front of himself, he began walking forward, almost running into a tree in the process mind you. For his dazed expression was knocked away as his forehead came in contact with hard wood. Falling back, he rubbed his forehead, muttering swear words under his breath. He walked on, a hand on his forehead, still rubbing it so the pain will go away. He came to his next class, English. Though you don't need to take all the math, science social studies and English, Yugi wanted to keep up with at least some of them. He entered his class and walked over to his seat near the window. Yugi reached over and opened it to let in the fresh air of the ocean. He breathed in deep and smiled. A tap on his shoulder interrupted this small moment. Yugi opened one eye and smirked.

 

“Hey Anzu,” he greeted the girl. (A/N- only one here! Anzu is nice. I mean…she can be ok sometimes ^^;) The brunette smiled back.

 

“Hola Yugi,” she said back. She walked up and pulled up a seat next to him. “So, how was your day so far? Meet up with him again?” she asked, laughing as Yugi sunk beneath the desk. Anzu was one of Yugi's most loyal friends since he came here. She listened to him, and didn't make fun at about his resent “obsession” either. She just listened to his every word, blue eyes alert of every detail. Yeah, she could rant off of friendship once in a while, but got a slap in he head from Yugi for it every time. She would then slap him back, but then Yugi would have a book…and she would run. It was really a daily quarrel between the two. The speeches were inspiring at first…first two then they became old. But she was really a nice person, so Yugi let it slide. Anzu, at the moment, was the only one (other that his roommate Ryou) to know about Yugi's crush so far. The boy was hidden under the desk, but the girl pulled him out.

 

“Oh I was kidding Yugi,” she said, laughing. “It's not your fault you have a crush on a guy, just the way it goes!” Yugi nodded slightly, the blush still on his cheeks. He coughed slightly and raised his head to face Anzu.

 

“Well…to answer your question…I did…Anzuuuu!” he wined as the girl started laughing again. She patted the other's descending shoulder, as Yugi moved back under the desk.

 

“I'm sorry Yugi, when you do that…all your blushing and such is just adorable!!” she ruffled the other's long spikes. Yugi moved back up and hit her hand.

 

“No touching my hair! And stop laughing about it!” he bellowed in aggravation. Anzu didn't stop her laughing.

 

“Ok ok, I'll st-stop, just tell me what h-he said today,” she said, trying to hold in some giggles that threatened to pass her lips. Yugi flattened his spikes, only to have them spring up again.

 

“Fine fine…” the other muttered. His eyes adverted to the ground, his face suddenly hot. “Well…I talked to him…that's about all…we talked about were we grew up and all…oh my god!” he slapped his head. “I forgot to ask if he wanted to come to my concert…I know that he'll say no but,” Anzu cut him off.

 

“Yugi, don't jump to conclusions!” she bellowed. Yugi looked up. “You will never know till you ask,” she continued. “Just ask alright.” The man nodded his smaller head.

 

“I…I get what your saying Anzu…” he smiled. “Thanks…oh, he kissed me today too,” Anzu suddenly leaped up, grasping Yugi by the shoulders.

 

“What!!!??” she bellowed. Yugi winced at the loud tone. “He kissed you, where!? Cheek, forehead…lips!!?” she yelled in question. Yugi blushed.

 

“Um…c-cheek…” he mumbled to the ground. Anzu just stared.

 

“Man Yugi…I don't think you're the only one with a crush here,” she said in a low voice. Yugi looked up at her, eyes showing question.

 

“W-what are you saying Anzu?” he asked. The girl sat down at her desk, shaking her head.

 

“Nothing Yugi. Do you think I can meet him some time?” She asked. The violet eyed one nodded.

 

“Yeah, sure,” Yugi said. Anzu grinned.

 

“Cool, when?” Yugi placed a hand on his chin in thought.

 

“I…dunno, maybe tonight. Yeah,” a smile formed on his face. “Come with be to the shore line, I'll call him after class and tell him.”

 

(Later that day)

 

Yugi and Anzu were now walking down the shoreline path, the setting sun casting long shadows out behind them. Yugi had called Atemu's cell (he gave the boy his number) and the other said that he would meet Yugi and his friend at the entrance of the pier. The twosome were now in vision of the dock. Yugi walked up to the entrance area of it, and looked around. His face began to fall.

 

“I…I don't see him anywhere Anzu…” he said quietly. Anzu came up behind him and leaned on the rail.

 

“He could just be late…or…” she rubbed the back of her head questionably. “Something could of come up.” Yugi nodded slowly, and then hopped up to sit on the rail.

 

“Yeah…guess your right…” he muttered. They sat there in silence. Anzu looked over at the setting sun. Letting a smile cross her features, she gazed out at in awe. Suddenly though, a black strip flew through her vision. She stared, then blinked. Another black string. Anzu turned to Yugi.

 

“Yugi, do you see anything out there?” she asked, pointing to the setting sun, that had just barley gone below the surface. Yugi raised an eyebrow.

 

“A…sun,” he said, then glared at Anzu. “Is this a joke Anzu!?” he yelled. Anzu shook her head, and waved her hands in front of her face. Turning back to look out at the see, it was almost all black, and now, of course, the black strip would be hidden. She sighed.

 

“I thought I saw something…I guess it was a trick on my eyes…” Yugi `phfted' in annoyance.

 

“Or you were staring at the sun to long,” he muttered. Sighing, he jumped down from the pole. “I really don't think that he's coming. Lets go.” He stuffed his hands in his coat pockets and began walking forward. Anzu nodded slowly, and followed Yugi forward. The teen in front of her was glaring at the ground.

 

`Why didn't he come?' he thought. `What could have happened…or maybe he's repaying the favor of what I did to him…' violet eyes saddened at the thought. `Maybe…maybe he really does hate me for what I did…' the boy sighed. He was staring down at his feet, seeing the gone one-foot in front of the other, just listening to the loud footsteps on this silent night. His mind and eyes not paying attention to where he was going, suddenly ran into something hard and solid. He fell back slightly, catching himself and straitening to hear that all to familiar chuckle come from above.

 

“It seems the only way we can meet is by running into each other isn't it?” a deep voice said from above. Yugi whipped his head up to be staring at…sunglasses? He blinked, recognizing the tri-colored hair that lined this mans head.

 

“Atemu!” he rejoiced, then frowned. “…why are you wearing sunglasses?” The other laughed.

 

“I kinda lost my contacts this afternoon, and when I used to wear glasses, I brought these,” he taped the lenses. “And I forgot where my actual glasses are so…yeah. These have built in…glasses things,” he said, rubbing his head a bit in confusion.” Yugi smiled, then turned to look behind himself.

 

“If you can see anything with those,” he motioned Anzu over. “This is my friend, Anzu Mazaki. Anzu, this is Atemu Akashi.” Anzu held out her hand, and Atemu took it.

 

“Nice to meet you Anzu,” he greeted. She smiled.

 

“You too, Yugi's told me about you,” she said, and earned a slight kick in the ankle by Yugi. She moved back away from the man, attempting to do over the pain with laughter. Atemu grinned, and began turning around.

 

“Well, I'm on my way back to my dorm…you two want to come?” he asked. Yugi nodded, and then stopped in mid nod. He turned toward Anzu.

 

“Um, do you want to come as well Anzu?” he asked her. The girl smiled.

 

“Sure, I got nothing better to do,” she answered. Atemu began walking in front of them, inclining his head for them to follow. Yugi ran up beside him, Anzu right on his tail.

 

“So,” Atemu started. “Did you only want to meet up with me so I could meet your friend?” he asked the boy. Yugi blinked.

 

“Um…” he started. “I guess. I really didn't have much in my mind planed. Why?” Atemu laughed.

 

“Oh I was just curious is all,” he turned and walked onto the main road. They all, even Anzu, talked together as they traveled to where Atemu lived. Coming up upon his loft, the man could hear a small gasp from behind him.

 

“You live there!” Anzu exclaimed. Atemu chuckled.

 

“You have the same reaction Yugi did! And yes, I do,” he said, walking up to the door, opening it and walking inside. Yugi and Anzu followed as well, going over to the elevator where Atemu stood. Yugi looked up at him. He still had his sunglasses on, which confused Yugi slightly. Even if his eyes were that bad, they shouldn't need them on at all times. Atemu traveled over to his closet, and hung up his coat, and took off his shoes.

 

“I don't have a roommate right now, so nothing to worry about on that part,” he said. Turning toward them, he tipped down his glasses slightly, so that both Yugi and Anzu could see just a snip of red under the rim. Walking forward toward the bathroom, he began to say something once again.

 

“I'll be right back, you two can just make yourselves comfortable k'?” he said and turning, he walked into the bathroom, and kicked the bathroom door closed. Yugi shrugged slightly, taking off his shoes as well and going over to sit on the windowsill that was over looking the ocean. Anzu took off her shoes as well, and traveled over to sit at Atemu's desk chair.

 

“So…” she started. “He has a really nice place. It was weird that he wore his sunglasses like that…” she looked over at Yugi. “Are…his eyes red?” she asked. Yugi looked up.

 

“Yeah. You got a glimpse of them didn't you?” he said back. Anzu nodded.

 

“Heh, yeah. Freaky…to have red eyes like that,” she said. Yugi half nodded half shrugged.

 

“I guess.” He answered back. They fell into a small silence, until the sound of a door opening caught both of their attention. Yugi looked up, to see Atemu come out, sunglasses no longer present on his face. Anzu looked up and blinked in slight wonderment and integrity. Atemu's eyes weren't just…red. They were a deep, bloodlike crimson. Ones you would not want to meet in a dark alley. Atemu walked over and plopped down on his bed.

 

“You finally took you sunglasses off?” Yugi asked jokingly. Atemu laughed.

 

“Oh, I put some contacts on. I just forgot them earlier is all,” he said. Looking over at Anzu, he eyed her slightly. Anzu stiffened lightly. It felt like Atemu was analyzing her. Searching her mind for faults and her soul for evil. Even if this was not even a mere second, it felt like an eternity to Anzu. Atemu tore his gaze from her and turned it back over to Yugi.

 

“So Yugi, how's your day been?” he asked in a casual way. Yugi shrugged.

 

“Fine I guess…”he trailed off, then jumped slightly in remembrance. “Oh, Atemu, I just remembered! I have this concert on Sunday…” he paused. “Umm, I was wondering if you would want to come to it?” Atemu blinked.

 

“Sunday? Sure, I'm not doing anything. What kind of concert?” he asked questionably. Yugi grinned.

 

“My symphony one…I dunno…um you don't really have to come…umm,” he stopped and then looked up. “Wait, you will?” he said. Atemu then just flung his head back and laughed.

 

“My Yugi, in you embarrassment, you didn't even hear my answer!” he settled down slightly and placed a hand on his knee and leaned forward slightly. “I would love to come and see you play.” Yugi swallowed the lump in his throat and looked to the ground.

 

`Wow…' he thought. `I never thought he would actually want to come…' he felt a blush deepen on his cheeks, but the boy held it back. Looking back up at Atemu, he forced to smile.

 

“Thanks Atemu,” he said with slight force to keep his voice from shaking. Atemu smiled, red eyes darkening slightly in mischievous like way. He said nothing, but Yugi really wanted to know what that man was thinking right now. The expression passed, and Atemu stood. Walking over to a small cooler, he opened it.

 

“As you can see,” he took out a beer. “I'm not exactly the worlds best bartender, but I got a good stock,” he turned toward them, seeing their wide eyes, and gaping mouths. “Yes, it is against the rules, but does it look like I care?” he said jokingly, opening the bottle. Yugi was about to say something, but Atemu kept on talking. “If ya'll want anything, I got soda and all, pick out what you want,” he took a swat at the beer, and sat down on his bed again. “Soo,” he started, then turning, grabbed a palm-pilot from his desk and opened it. “I will be going to your concert on the 12 then…” he trailed off as he imputed the stuff onto a calendar. Pausing a moment, he wrote something else down on that date, then placed the device back on his dresser. Now fully facing the others, he saw their faces and managed to break out in a grin. “Um, sorry,” he started, placing the drink down. “Sorta forgot you were there for a second. I have one of the worst memories for things like concerts, tests, and other things small like that, have to always write it down somewhere.” He leaned back. “You two wanted to say anything, sorry if I cut any of you off at all.” Yugi waved the apology off.

 

“Nyah, it's ok Atemu,” he said. The other smiled back. Then blinked, in what seemed to be remembrance.

 

“Oh Yugi, what time is your concert at?” he asked, hand absently reaching out to his palm-pilot again. Yugi couldn't surpass a laugh.

 

“Um, it's at three,” he said. Atemu flipped the little book open and wrote down the new info. Placing the pen back, he reached over for his drink again, and so a small conversation began. Soon, after a couple of minutes talking comfortably, the tree of them were laughing and joking around like they all have known each other for months more than a few days or even a few hours (in Anzu's case). Anzu also noticed a certain draw between Yugi and Atemu. How overtime, as the conversation became more comfortable, they grew closer together in physical contact as well. Yugi moved over to sit next to Atemu on the bed after he got a drink (Cola) from the cooler. Anzu was still in Atemu's computer chair, but she too moved closer as the atmosphere took on a peaceful aura. It only seemed an hour, maybe hour and a-half, when Yugi's watch began beeping for the time of midnight. He stood and stretched.

 

“Sorry about this Atemu,” he said with a yawn. “But I still have classes tomorrow, and I haven't gotten I real full nights sleep in ages,” he explained. Atemu laughed.

 

“I understand,” he stood up to gather their coats while Anzu and Yugi put their shoes on. “I'll walk you two back to your dorms, it's the least I can do,” he said. Yugi smiled and thanked him, grabbing his coat in the process. Anzu took hers as well, and they walked out of the dorm and down the steps. The mostly walked in silence till they came to Anzu's dorm. Yugi and Atemu even insisted that they walk up with her, but the girl refused and shooed them off. As they were walking to Yugi's place, Atemu spoke up.

 

“You have a very nice friend,” he said, kind of out of the blue. Yugi blinked once and smiled.

 

“Yup, one of the few that a really trust. As you could tell, she has a huge, HUGE philosophy about friendship,” he laughed. Atemu chuckled as well.

 

“Yes yes, I could see that,” he said in agreement. They came up to Yugi's dorm house. Yugi turned and grinned up at Atemu. The taller one smiled back down at Yugi. Atemu stared into Yugi's violet depths, something seeming on his mind. He seemed to be thinking something over…something important. The dazed expression soon left his face, and his smile widened. Leaning down with slightly shakiness, quickly gave Yugi a peck on the cheek like he did earlier that day. His face lingered near Yugi's, like there was something more he wanted to say or do. Eventually, he drew away, emitting a gentle, yet a little embarrassed, smile.

 

“See…you tomorrow Yugi,” he said and then turning and walking briskly the other way. Yugi watched him go, a hand automatically going back up to his cheek again. He then suddenly saw Atemu turn around to look back at the boy. He grinned, brought his fingers up to his lips and blew yet another kiss in Yugi's direction. Turning fully again, he walked forward more till he disappeared into the darkness of the night. Yugi just stared on. What in the world was going on here!? The boy slowly turned and walked inside the building.

 

“What the hell is going on!?” he repeated out loud. “First…I have just a crush…does he like me back, this is impossible! That's just to…to ironic for us to both be…not straight,” he said to himself. He sighed once again and ran a pale, thin, hand through his blonde bangs. “I really am the drawer of trouble aren't I?” he asked to the air, while climbing the steps. He reached his floor and entered it. “What am I going to do…next week…oh god,” he suddenly stopped, a hand over his mouth. “Oh god oh god oh god…” he chanted over and over. “M-my family's going to be at my concert, ah god DAMNIT!” he ran a fist into the wall. “Shit oh fucken shit, they're going to find out for sure…” Yugi slowly slide down to his knees, tears cascading down his face. “G-gods why,” he muttered to himself, voice cracking. “Wh-why me, why this, why now…” he whispered. He covered his face with his now bruised hand. “What am I going to do, they'll be able to sense my attraction…and if I cover it up, they will be curious why I have my shields up to them…damnit, why did I have to be the stupid…” he began to stand. “God forsaken powerful mage!?” he yelled to the floor, then allowed his voice to quiet down.

“Well…” he started. “I guess…this is the way it's supposed to be. Nothing just happens for no good reason…maybe it's destiny,” he began to let a smile pass his lips. “Yes…maybe it's destiny.”

 

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