Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Soak up the Sun ❯ Paint ( Chapter 1 )

Soak Up the Sun

By Tangela aka Pharaoh

Chapter one of ?

Rating: PG13-R

Genre: Romance, Drama, light humor

 

Summary: A young teen named Yugi is in his final year of high school, trying his hardest to graduate from Domino High in terms of becoming an artist, though with his family and friends forcing him to do things that is against, he slowly breaks down, yearning the attention of love, as someone with crimson eyes walks into his life, praising Yugi to strive for his desires of being a famous artist, though will this spark an obsession for art of even possibly love?

 

Well this idea has been in my head for a little while, inspired off of the song entitled Soak Up the Sun by Sheryl Crow and also my second favorite manga, Gravitation and this is for all you guys who have been reading my stories and helping me strive to write more, today exactly has been a year I have been on this site.

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh!

 

Warnings: Shounen ai, eventual Yaoi, YamixYugi and possibly SetoxJoey, alternate universe, and language.

 

Chapter One

 

The city of Domino, a small suburban town that sat upon the outskirts of Tokyo Japan; large sky scrapers towered down upon the streets, businesses of many all advertising their inventions of many, all popular in terms of products, well all except for the largest corporation that sat within the heart of the city; Kaiba Corp.

 

Business and games of many combined, all sporting the new era of the Kaiba Corporation, a multimillion dollar company that supplied this town with arcade games of many.

 

Though deeper within this urban town sat an odd building, one that held a green roof and yellow painted body frame, posters of many decorated it's windows, from small furry brown creatures to large white dragons with blue eyes, this was one interesting building.

 

Upon a closer view, one could tell that this was a fairly older business, one that sold games of many, all in hopes of challenging ones mentality, simply known as the Turtle Game Shop.

 

The business only sold a few things in particular, that being the popular game from America, simply called Duel Monsters.

 

This small game store holds more than just a simple card game; it is also the home of the famous teenager and his grandfather that lived on the second floor of the small building, the boy's name, Yugi Mutou.

 

Within the door of this store, sat a teen, his hair spiking into countless directions, almost in the pattern of a star fish, spanning out into the open as three vibrant colors outlined its very being; crimson outlining its tips, traced within the color of ebony within the epicenter, and a strange array of goldenrod bangs shaped like lightening bolts, fell into the teen's face.

 

A light shade of alabaster colored his face and body, baby fat lined his high cheek bones, leading towards his small button nose, all cast out by his large child like eyes of amethyst jewels.

 

This was none other than Yugi Mutou, the grandson of the shop's owner, Sugoroku Mutou. Though Yugi was special, he was known around the city for his genius.

For the teen had skipped his way through his tenth grade and eleventh grade terms of high school, now aging sweet sixteen, ready to graduate and perfect his skills of knowledge.

 

Or so many thought, the boy sat quietly at the display counter, eyes half opened, lazily drifting over at the palette of paint that sat by his canvas and brushes.

 

His fingers draped over a large fanning brush, lightly dry brushing across the top of the canvas, a vast like sky blue hued color mixed into the white clouds of the scenery, the whole painting itself stood out fairly well, expressing his expertise at this talent.

 

Music hovered through the silent and empty game shop, the teen mixing colors as he worked on his project of passion.

 

Eyes of Amethyst danced across the colors, a sense of vague emotion was held within, this young teen was fairly irritated by something, though no one knew of why.

 

Yugi was an introvert, never expressing his feelings or emotions to any, all wondered why the boy was so distant and quiet, it was a wonder that he even had a friend.

 

Speaking of friends, the game shop's door opened, the annoying bell dinging as the said door swung closed, alerting the “artist” from his trance of work as his eyes narrowed with annoyance.

 

`Will I ever finish this painting?' he thought, now fully dropping his paint brush, grabbing a towel in the process as he wiped off his hands.

 

“Welcome to the game shop can I help you?” Yugi stated almost in a bland tone.

 

Though his only response was a laugh and flicker of honey colored eyes; a lanky almost shaggy blonde haired teen stood firmly in stance, eyes trailing upon the smaller boy in front of him, his face falling into a grin as he spoke.

 

“Hey Yuge' I didn't know you were working today, is your gramps working you over again?”

 

The once hardened glare from the large childlike eyes faulted, now sparkling with mirth as Yugi smiled vividly.

 

“Hey Joe, you know how he is with his gaming conventions and errands, it's the least I can do for him by watching the shop.”

 

Joey laughed as he walked closer to his little buddy, pulling him into a headlock type hug, rubbing his hands through the locks of tricolored hair, smirking as Yugi's face fell into a pout.

 

“Joey, come on, you're messing up my hair, and you know how long it takes me to fix in the mornings.”

 

The lanky blonde rolled his eyes as he grinned widely.

 

“Aww come on Yuge' you sound like my sister, it's just hair, you can always fix it, but now we have better things to do.”

 

Joey released his hold from Yugi, as the teen glared cutely, running his fingers through his tresses of wild hair, straightening it the best he could.

 

“What do you mean better things to do?” Yugi questioned.

 

“Ooh, well Kaiba invited to get some dinner and see a movie and I want ya to come, what do ya say?”

 

A look of jealously fell onto Yugi's face as he fell into deep thought. His best friend, Joey had recently started dating Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kaiba Corporation, thus making him wish he had someone that understood him, someone to simply hold him and to love him for who he was and not his brains.

 

“Sure Joey it sounds like a lot of fun, I guess we are leaving now I presume?”

 

Said teen grinned widely as he nodded enthusiastically, grabbing a hold of Yugi's arm as he literally dragged him out of the game shop, only allowing Yugi to lock it up in the process as they both jumped into Yugi's blue Neon.

 

“Alright Joey, as I have told you constantly, please pick just one radio station, its so damn annoying when you switch through ten different songs at once.”

 

A pout formed upon Joey's face as he nodded unhappily.

 

“Alright Yuge', only this once.”

 

The ride to the movies was quiet and non eventful, well sort of until Yugi found himself laughing his ass off when Joey spotted his boyfriend, literally jumping on him and forcing him into a bear hug.

 

Cobalt blue eyes danced with annoyance and love at the same time, a tall brunette stood proudly, dressed in a long white chunky trench coat, buckles and leather pants, all adorned with a green shirt.

 

This was none other than Seto Kaiba.

 

“Seto, it's been so long, I missed you so much.” Joey whined, now hugging his boyfriend by the waist, only to barely notice the rolling eyes that gazed upon him.

 

“Mutt it's only been two hours, though I missed you too, but seriously calm down, I'm here now, so let's get into this movie, The Ring Two that you begged me to see.”

 

Yugi laughed as he followed the happy couple into the screening room, sitting down a row behind them as he sighed sadly.

 

He simply wanted someone to care about, someone to understand himself; even appreciate his decision of becoming an artist that no one knew of.

 

The lights began to dim down as the previews covered the screen, now playing all the new releases of upcoming movies as the small amethyst eyed teen tilted his head back onto the chair, propping his feet upon the spare seat that stood in front of him, thinking deeply about his desires, unknowing of the fact that he might just experience his deepest desires later that night.