Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Soak up the Sun ❯ Woven ( Chapter 9 )

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Soak up the Sun

Chapter Nine

Rain plummeted down upon the city as it had for the past two weeks. Falling from the sky in the form of sheets as it hit the once dry concrete.

Something was amiss. Something had caused a shift within the cities weather patterns.

The citizens of the Domino huddled within their homes, desperately trying to stay warm and dry.

This was the case, all except for Yami and Yugi.

Yami groaned, pulling his jacket closer around himself, gazing at the street ahead. His once vibrant crimson eyes softened, rimming with tears as he thought of his shattered love life.

“How could I let this happen again? I am unstable as it is.”

His voice echoed through the harsh winded weather, sighing in utter disdain. The puddles from the continuous rain sloshed around his leather boots.

Today was definitely not his day.

The crimson eyed man trudged into his apartment building, unaware of the pair of worried amethyst eyes that watched his every move.

Water sloshed upon the concrete, rippling as small tennis shoes pounded through. Black and white Nike, now splattered and tinged with mud.

Yugi Mutou sighed, ignoring the ice cold rain that fell in the form of sheets, drenching his already soaked body.

His once gravity defying hair fell down onto his shoulders, matting against his forehead. He was determined to ignore this as he was fully dead set upon solving the conflict. His steps lessened, stopping at a halt as his amethyst eyes widened.

Yami stood firmly in front of a large apartment building. His crimson eyes stared blankly at the entrance door, completely unaffected by the presence of Yugi.

Silence hovered through the air. Causing chills to run down Yugi's spine as he slowly approached his stranger.

His nerves stood on edge, drawing stress into his already tense nature. Raindrops trailed down his face, falling down onto the pavement.

Yugi drew his hands out, gently placing them onto Yami's shoulders as he spoke softly.

“Yami please listen to me.”

The older teen tensed. Craning his neck as his gaze locked onto Yugi's large eyes. A strange sense of emotion surged through crimson eyes, shining within the charcoal colored sky. A frown marred his tanned defined features as a tear cascaded down his cheek.

“No, you lost my trust, so fuck off Yugi.”

The small teen's face fell into a sense of shock. Everything that he had experienced over the past two weeks shattered. His eyes narrowed, falling into a trance of anger and depression as he retorted.

“No Yami you cannot get rid of me that easily, not anymore.”

Yami stood still. Eyes transfixed onto the pavement as he sighed.

“Yugi I have had my heart broken more than once. Losing trust in people and myself, and for that I cannot bring myself to face you.”

The cold statement of emotion and hatred ran through Yugi's heart like a dagger, draining his very life away. Clenching his eyes shut and clenching his fists, he spoke to himself.

`I can't cry, I will not cry.'

His attention diverted to a small degree, falling onto the retreating form of Yami.

“Yami you bastard! Hold the door. I'm not finished with yelling at you!”

Said man groaned, rolling his eyes as he held the door open.

“Fine then come on you little annoying punk, I don't have all day!”

Yugi ignored the insult. He ran into the warm dry lobby as his eyes trailed upon its magnificent interior design.

Vaulted ceilings reached into the heavens of the sky, shimmering within weak lighting. Marble tiled flooring covered the ground, leading towards a finely crafted stair case. This was none other than Yami's apartment building.

An over exhausted Yami stomped up the staircase, moaning in discomfort as Yugi stalked up behind him.

“Yami why the hell are you acting so bipolar? I mean one minute you're all perverted, and the next minute you are all pissed off.”

Time suddenly halted. The entire lobby grew silent. All eyes fell upon Yami as he tensed.

The teen silently faced Yugi, glaring furiously at him as he pulled the teen's wrist into a tight grip.

Yugi squeaked as the harsh grip tightened, forming a large bruise upon the disturbed limb. He was in a great deal of pain and curiosity.

“Yami let go. It hurts,” Yugi pleaded.

The crimson eyed god rolled his eyes, ignoring Yugi as he dragged him up the flight of stairs.

“Shut up. We will discuss this when we are in my apartment.”

Yugi closed his eyes, praying to every god he knew for a chance of living as Yami dragged him up countless stairs.

Fifteen minutes and key fumbling later…

After fumbling with the keys, both teens sighed in relief as the apartment door swung open. Yami fully dragged in his sixteen year old lover. Now throwing his leather trench coat onto couch, collapsing onto it soon after.

His narrowed eyes ached as he rubbed his temples, desperately trying to ignore Yugi's whining.

The sixteen year old artist scanned the room, trying to figure out his next motive as crimson eyes glared at him.

“Well you came to yell at me kid. Go ahead and sit down.”

Yugi growled upon the “kid” comment as he obeyed the request.

“Now answer my question Yami.”

A dignified brow rose. “Answer what?”

“Why have are you so bipolar?”

The older teen continued to massage his temples. “Bipolar? I am by no means bipolar Yugi. I just have a hard past that keeps creeping up on my lately.”

This was getting him Yugi no where.

“Stop speaking in riddles! What the hell happened to you in the past that would make you act like this Yami?”

Both teens sat quietly. Each one observing one another, eyes locked firmly into space.

Neither would lose this fight.

“What makes you think I should tell you? It's obvious that you keep things from me as well Yugi.”

Yugi's brows knitted in annoyance as he sat down on the couch, leaning his head on Yami's shoulder.

“I haven't kept anything from you Yami.”

“That's a lie and you know it. Care to explain this?” Yami questioned, pulling out a crumpled piece of paper from his pants pocket.

Small hands smoothed out the wrinkled paper. Eyes of amethyst scanned through it, widening to the size of dinner plates.

The drawing from a week or so ago appeared, depicting Yami in a media of charcoal and eraser marks, along with Yugi's phone number.

“Not keeping secrets from me Kid? Then explain why you drew me.”

The small teen simply gulped, staring at the artwork within his grasp as he felt something touch his shoulder. He blinked, noticing Yami's tan hand that now held his shoulder.

His amethyst eyes locked onto the crimson of his doppelganger. Both held a sense of mystery and longing.

“Yugi now you know why I cannot mention anything to you at the moment. We still don't fully even know anything of each other, but from what I have seen so far I see a lot of myself within you young heart. We are so very alike in many different ways. I want to know you a bit more.”

Yami's hand moved from the younger teen's shoulder, now tracing that of his jaw line. Supple lips pressed onto Yugi's capturing them into a chaste kiss. Soon drawing away as Yami smirked.

“Things will be clear with us soon kiddo. From that kiss I learned something that you had told that girl about me. I now know it's false.”

A smirk graced his rosy lips as he gently blew into Yugi's ear.

“W-what is it?”

Calloused fingers toyed with the inner part of his delicate ear as the smirk continued to make its self known up Yami's hardened features.

“Love my silly aibou.”

A bright red blush flooded the depths of Yugi's cherubic face upon the mentioning of love and the new term of endearment.

Both sat on the couch, basking in each others glory as the rain continued to fall upon Domino City, unaware of the new road of a relationship that was conquered.

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Sorry for the wait on this chapter, this past week has been stressful, followed by writer's block. Hopefully the next chapter will be out sooner.

Their relationship has strengthened to a certain degree. As mentioned this will not be one of those rushed relationship shounen ai stories, and their will be no lemon, or lime, this is just shounen ai. If you want to read a lemon check out the one I wrote on my geocities site.