Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Soak up the Sun ❯ Challenge ( Chapter 15 )
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By: Pharaohs Angel 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.09.2005 | Updated On: 06.26.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 314 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.09.2005 | Updated On: 06.26.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 314 | Status: Completed
Soak up the Sun
A/N: Sorry for the wait, I have to convert all of my files to note pad to post here.
Oh and I might have some fan art up for the story on this site, if not its on my homepage.
Chapter Fifteen
Awkward silence hovered through the air. Only the sounds of heavy breathing could be heard.
Amethyst and amber eyes locked onto those of Yami.
This was quite an interesting predicament.
“Yami, what the hell are ya doin' here?” Joey blurted out.
Yugi continued to stare blankly at his boyfriend or aquantince as he thought of them as.
His eyes fell down onto that of the elder's appearance of dress.
Yami stood in a casual blue blazer that was in obvious match of the school's uniform apparel. A snug fitting black leather tank top hugged his slightly muscle defined chest as did a set of blue buckle enhanced belts. One strapped tightly around his thin waist, and the other hung carelessly upon his hips.
Yugi's mouth stood agape as he then noticed the all familiar tight leather pants that his Yami wore.
'I think I'm going to need yet another cold shower today.' he thought.
A pair of narrowed crimson eyes studied Yugi's now red face and of course, his small squirming body.
Said owner of eyes chuckled darkly, gracefully crossing his arms in amusement.
“Aibou, i know that you are sixteen but seriously, is it necessary to be gawking at me like a circus side show attraction?”
Yugi's eyes widened as he laughed nervously. “Uhm, sorry Yami. I didn't mean to stare. I was just surprised to see you after yesterday i mean.”
The eighteen year old turned his head to the side, staring at the passing crowds of students. His eyes darkened to the color of burgundy as he sighed.
“Let's discuss that another time my aibou. Right now i think it's time for class,” Yami stated, now holding out his arm to Yugi who accepted it without a passing glance.
By now Joey had lost all control of his emotions. His face fell into that of a surprise as he noticed that his friends had left him.
His amber eyes widened as he began to power walk up behind Yami and Yugi as he groaned.
“Yami are you just going to freaking ignore me? I think i asked you what the hell you are doing here.”
Yami rolled his narrowed eyes as he stopped walking, but still keeping a firm grip upon Yugi's small wrist.
“I'm a senior here Joey. Why else would i be here?”
The blond continued to stare down his boyfriend's cousin as he then noticed a small smirk cross the other's lips.
“Okay so I am a new transfer. I couldn't take much more of that prep school that Seto sent me off to.”
Joey nodded in understanding as he patted the other on the shoulder.
“I don't blame ya man. He tried to enroll me there with him at one point. But i said hell no, Domino High is good enough for me.”
Yugi blinked thoughtfully as he listened to the conversation, suddenly aware that the tardy bell had just rang.
“Uh guys? The bell just rang. We're gonna get detention.” Yugi said as he began to pull on his other's arm.
“Calm down Aibou. I can straighten things out for us.”
Amethyst eyes blinked curiously as Yugi then realized that Joey had run off to his class.
He shook his head in amusement.
'Some things never change with Joey.'
It was then that he felt Yami's thumb caress his knuckles in a soothing manner.
“Ready to head off to English IV Aibou?” Yami questioned.
Yugi cocked his head to the side as he cast the eighteen year old a questioning gaze.
“How did you know what class I had this period?” he asked, blinking cutely.
“Because little one, i have the same classes as you do. I had my cousin arrange this ahead of time.”
“Of course, how could i forget about Seto?”
Both laughed as they then headed off to English class, which was rather uneventful, and neither of them received detention.
Lunch passed by quite quickly as did the rest of the day. Only one class was left for both of the teens. The class being Art IV.
Yugi smiled happily as he and Yami walked into room 107, gazing at the many art related items that was held within its capacity.
Yami's eyes danced with amazement as he stared as a rather large set of assorted acyclic paint brushes. His fingertips glided across soft shined wood, outlining the brand name of Prang.
Yugi frowned as he watched Yami study the paint brushes. He felt invisible tears fall down his face as he remembered the other's troublesome past.
Yami was meant to become an aspiring artist, though only to be shunned away after he fell in love with someone of the same sex. It was all too much for him to think if as he studied the other's peaceful moment.
Yami's dream had been shattered as did Yugi's. Both held a lot of the same things as they did in differences.
Yami blinked out of his trance as Yugi gracefully strolled towards the back of the room, shifting through a set of cabinets as he pulled out a large beige colored canvas.
The eighteen year old's crimson eyes followed Yugi's slow movements of approaching as he plunked the large boarded canvas in front of Yami as he smiled.
“Aibou, why did you pull this out of that storage cabinet?” Yami asked, now staring down at the smaller teen.
Yugi blushed pure red as he rotated the large board within his grasp.
“Well Mrs. Reeder asked us to make a set of canvases for our next project. I know that she will automatically make you start today, so I brought you one of the spare ones i made a few weeks ago.”
The taller man smiled as he laid the board onto the table as he then decided to play his next move.
With a small smirk gracing his hardened features, the eighteen year old pulled Yugi into a tight embrace, trailing his fingers through the unruly spiky hair of his aibou.
The sixteen year old's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he felt the fingertips glide through the mass of “hair” that sat on his head.
Soon the soft sensual motions of the scalp massage sent Yugi into pure bliss, complete serenity until he was drove from his moment.
A light hearted laugh pierced through his ears as he opened his eyes, blinking frantically as his gaze locked onto that of cerulean blue eyes.
A young girl around around five foot four inches stood in front of him. Auburn hair swaying back and fourth as did her small blue skirt. She stopped laughing for a moment as she noticed the large amethyst eyes that stung into her own cerulean.
“Hey Yugi-chan. Where have you been for the past two weeks?” she asked casually.
Yugi blushed furiously as he heard the Yugi-chan portion. “Hey Anzu. Uhm, I have been dealing with some family stuff.”
Anzu nodded in understanding as she smiled again. “Well I'm glad to see you back into school mode. It's been lonely and Joey has been driving me crazy.” She murmured as her gaze fell onto that of Yami.
The teen aged girl blinked nervously as Yami glared daggers at her .His piercing crimson eyes cut through her own soul as his arms left that of Yugi's shoulder's now falling down onto his slim waist.
A low growl erupted from the eighteen year old's throat as he pulled Yugi closer to his firm body.
“Uhm Hi, my name is Anzu what's your's?” timidly she asked.
Yami continued to growl as his possessive grip upon the crimson red Yugi tightened as he glared at her.
“Uhm are you okay?”
“Mine.”
Anzu was taken aback by the steady yet vague ownership of something.
“Excuse me?”
Yami gritted his teeth as he nuzzled his face into Yugi's spiky mane of hair.
“Mine. Yugi is mine. Find someone else to flirt with.”
The girl's mouth dropped as she glanced down at her childhood friend.
“Yugi? Is that true?”
Amethyst eyes fell onto the girl's distraught form as he nodded quietly. “Yes. I guess in a way i am his, as he is mine. This is my boyfriend Anzu.”
The blue eyed girl sniffed as she wiped a few tears from her cheek. Surprisingly she smiled as she patted Yugi on the shoulder.
“Congratulations Yugi. I'm glad that you have finally found someone that treats you well.”
Yugi quirked a small smile as he managed to slip out of Yami's grip for a mere second.
“Thank you Anzu.”
The girl smiled as she walked off towards her assigned table, sitting down in the chair as she twirled a few pieces of her hair.
While back with Yugi, the small teen had managed to pull himself free from the taller's grip, now sitting down next to his allegeded boyfriend as the teacher walked in.
A middle aged woman of American descent walked into the room. Brown hair cut to match that of a boy, narrowed blue eyes and large rimmed glasses hung loosely from her face. This was Yugi's favorite teacher, Mrs. Reeder.
“Good afternoon boys and girls. Today as you know is the beginning of the new six weeks and all of you are seniors so i thought i would make this an interesting project. After talking to the administrators and the principal, we are holding an art contest with this project. The winner will receive a scholarship to any art college they desire. Along with a certificate for free art supplies for a year and the winning piece of work will be placed in the local museum.”
All of the young “artists” smiled and cheered happily, well all except for Yami.
Mrs. Reeder smiled as she began to speak again. “The entries are to be acrylic paintings on 18x24 canvas. The theme this year is “Landscape of peace.” You must at least come up with a title for the piece and have it finished by the end of the year. Do you all understand?”
Everyone nodded as the final bell of the day rang. Alerting freedom for the students infected with senioritus.
Yami smiled as he carried both his and Yugi's canvas boards, now walking out the building.
“Where did you go early this morning Yugi? I know you didn't come here.”
Yugi sighed as he leaned on his blue Neon.
“Well I went home to get a few more things and to hopefully talk to my grandfather. But that didn't work. He called me a disgrace and told me to find somewhere else to live. Though managed to grab the important things and your Gravitation manga.”
The taller of the two frowned, placing the two canvas boards next to the car as he pulled Yugi into a tight embrace, raining butterfly kisses onto his forehead.
“Aibou, I'm sorry. I just wish that your grandfather wouldn't do this to you. I mean this is how i started out and i don't want the same to happen to you.”
Yugi closed his now lifeless amethyst eyes as he nuzzled his face into Yami's blue jacket.
“This is nothing compared to that of what he and my parents said to me when i was younger.”
Yami pulled Yugi away slightly as he gazed at Yugi with a saddened expression.
“Aibou, what has your family said to you?”
Yugi sighed as he removed his grip from Yami, now walking over to the driver's side of his car, unlocking the doors as he jumped in.
Yami did the same as he placed the canvases in the backseat.
“Aibou what did they say?”
“Yami, this is the reason as to why I act the way I do. My family is the reason why i try to hide my darkened past as you did with your past of Yami Akira.”
With that said, Yugi started up the car, pulling out of the parking lot as Yami gazed out the window.
'We are more alike than i had imagined. Hopefully within the next few days or so he will decide to fill me in on his past.'
Both sat quietly within the car as Yugi tapped his fingertips across the steering wheel.
'Yami, i think i may actually be able to tell you something of my past soon, as i think that i am falling in love with you.'
Oh yes the month or so that they had spent together had really changed their relationship, things were progressing fairly well for both.
A/N: Sorry for the wait, I have to convert all of my files to note pad to post here.
Oh and I might have some fan art up for the story on this site, if not its on my homepage.
Chapter Fifteen
Awkward silence hovered through the air. Only the sounds of heavy breathing could be heard.
Amethyst and amber eyes locked onto those of Yami.
This was quite an interesting predicament.
“Yami, what the hell are ya doin' here?” Joey blurted out.
Yugi continued to stare blankly at his boyfriend or aquantince as he thought of them as.
His eyes fell down onto that of the elder's appearance of dress.
Yami stood in a casual blue blazer that was in obvious match of the school's uniform apparel. A snug fitting black leather tank top hugged his slightly muscle defined chest as did a set of blue buckle enhanced belts. One strapped tightly around his thin waist, and the other hung carelessly upon his hips.
Yugi's mouth stood agape as he then noticed the all familiar tight leather pants that his Yami wore.
'I think I'm going to need yet another cold shower today.' he thought.
A pair of narrowed crimson eyes studied Yugi's now red face and of course, his small squirming body.
Said owner of eyes chuckled darkly, gracefully crossing his arms in amusement.
“Aibou, i know that you are sixteen but seriously, is it necessary to be gawking at me like a circus side show attraction?”
Yugi's eyes widened as he laughed nervously. “Uhm, sorry Yami. I didn't mean to stare. I was just surprised to see you after yesterday i mean.”
The eighteen year old turned his head to the side, staring at the passing crowds of students. His eyes darkened to the color of burgundy as he sighed.
“Let's discuss that another time my aibou. Right now i think it's time for class,” Yami stated, now holding out his arm to Yugi who accepted it without a passing glance.
By now Joey had lost all control of his emotions. His face fell into that of a surprise as he noticed that his friends had left him.
His amber eyes widened as he began to power walk up behind Yami and Yugi as he groaned.
“Yami are you just going to freaking ignore me? I think i asked you what the hell you are doing here.”
Yami rolled his narrowed eyes as he stopped walking, but still keeping a firm grip upon Yugi's small wrist.
“I'm a senior here Joey. Why else would i be here?”
The blond continued to stare down his boyfriend's cousin as he then noticed a small smirk cross the other's lips.
“Okay so I am a new transfer. I couldn't take much more of that prep school that Seto sent me off to.”
Joey nodded in understanding as he patted the other on the shoulder.
“I don't blame ya man. He tried to enroll me there with him at one point. But i said hell no, Domino High is good enough for me.”
Yugi blinked thoughtfully as he listened to the conversation, suddenly aware that the tardy bell had just rang.
“Uh guys? The bell just rang. We're gonna get detention.” Yugi said as he began to pull on his other's arm.
“Calm down Aibou. I can straighten things out for us.”
Amethyst eyes blinked curiously as Yugi then realized that Joey had run off to his class.
He shook his head in amusement.
'Some things never change with Joey.'
It was then that he felt Yami's thumb caress his knuckles in a soothing manner.
“Ready to head off to English IV Aibou?” Yami questioned.
Yugi cocked his head to the side as he cast the eighteen year old a questioning gaze.
“How did you know what class I had this period?” he asked, blinking cutely.
“Because little one, i have the same classes as you do. I had my cousin arrange this ahead of time.”
“Of course, how could i forget about Seto?”
Both laughed as they then headed off to English class, which was rather uneventful, and neither of them received detention.
Lunch passed by quite quickly as did the rest of the day. Only one class was left for both of the teens. The class being Art IV.
Yugi smiled happily as he and Yami walked into room 107, gazing at the many art related items that was held within its capacity.
Yami's eyes danced with amazement as he stared as a rather large set of assorted acyclic paint brushes. His fingertips glided across soft shined wood, outlining the brand name of Prang.
Yugi frowned as he watched Yami study the paint brushes. He felt invisible tears fall down his face as he remembered the other's troublesome past.
Yami was meant to become an aspiring artist, though only to be shunned away after he fell in love with someone of the same sex. It was all too much for him to think if as he studied the other's peaceful moment.
Yami's dream had been shattered as did Yugi's. Both held a lot of the same things as they did in differences.
Yami blinked out of his trance as Yugi gracefully strolled towards the back of the room, shifting through a set of cabinets as he pulled out a large beige colored canvas.
The eighteen year old's crimson eyes followed Yugi's slow movements of approaching as he plunked the large boarded canvas in front of Yami as he smiled.
“Aibou, why did you pull this out of that storage cabinet?” Yami asked, now staring down at the smaller teen.
Yugi blushed pure red as he rotated the large board within his grasp.
“Well Mrs. Reeder asked us to make a set of canvases for our next project. I know that she will automatically make you start today, so I brought you one of the spare ones i made a few weeks ago.”
The taller man smiled as he laid the board onto the table as he then decided to play his next move.
With a small smirk gracing his hardened features, the eighteen year old pulled Yugi into a tight embrace, trailing his fingers through the unruly spiky hair of his aibou.
The sixteen year old's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he felt the fingertips glide through the mass of “hair” that sat on his head.
Soon the soft sensual motions of the scalp massage sent Yugi into pure bliss, complete serenity until he was drove from his moment.
A light hearted laugh pierced through his ears as he opened his eyes, blinking frantically as his gaze locked onto that of cerulean blue eyes.
A young girl around around five foot four inches stood in front of him. Auburn hair swaying back and fourth as did her small blue skirt. She stopped laughing for a moment as she noticed the large amethyst eyes that stung into her own cerulean.
“Hey Yugi-chan. Where have you been for the past two weeks?” she asked casually.
Yugi blushed furiously as he heard the Yugi-chan portion. “Hey Anzu. Uhm, I have been dealing with some family stuff.”
Anzu nodded in understanding as she smiled again. “Well I'm glad to see you back into school mode. It's been lonely and Joey has been driving me crazy.” She murmured as her gaze fell onto that of Yami.
The teen aged girl blinked nervously as Yami glared daggers at her .His piercing crimson eyes cut through her own soul as his arms left that of Yugi's shoulder's now falling down onto his slim waist.
A low growl erupted from the eighteen year old's throat as he pulled Yugi closer to his firm body.
“Uhm Hi, my name is Anzu what's your's?” timidly she asked.
Yami continued to growl as his possessive grip upon the crimson red Yugi tightened as he glared at her.
“Uhm are you okay?”
“Mine.”
Anzu was taken aback by the steady yet vague ownership of something.
“Excuse me?”
Yami gritted his teeth as he nuzzled his face into Yugi's spiky mane of hair.
“Mine. Yugi is mine. Find someone else to flirt with.”
The girl's mouth dropped as she glanced down at her childhood friend.
“Yugi? Is that true?”
Amethyst eyes fell onto the girl's distraught form as he nodded quietly. “Yes. I guess in a way i am his, as he is mine. This is my boyfriend Anzu.”
The blue eyed girl sniffed as she wiped a few tears from her cheek. Surprisingly she smiled as she patted Yugi on the shoulder.
“Congratulations Yugi. I'm glad that you have finally found someone that treats you well.”
Yugi quirked a small smile as he managed to slip out of Yami's grip for a mere second.
“Thank you Anzu.”
The girl smiled as she walked off towards her assigned table, sitting down in the chair as she twirled a few pieces of her hair.
While back with Yugi, the small teen had managed to pull himself free from the taller's grip, now sitting down next to his allegeded boyfriend as the teacher walked in.
A middle aged woman of American descent walked into the room. Brown hair cut to match that of a boy, narrowed blue eyes and large rimmed glasses hung loosely from her face. This was Yugi's favorite teacher, Mrs. Reeder.
“Good afternoon boys and girls. Today as you know is the beginning of the new six weeks and all of you are seniors so i thought i would make this an interesting project. After talking to the administrators and the principal, we are holding an art contest with this project. The winner will receive a scholarship to any art college they desire. Along with a certificate for free art supplies for a year and the winning piece of work will be placed in the local museum.”
All of the young “artists” smiled and cheered happily, well all except for Yami.
Mrs. Reeder smiled as she began to speak again. “The entries are to be acrylic paintings on 18x24 canvas. The theme this year is “Landscape of peace.” You must at least come up with a title for the piece and have it finished by the end of the year. Do you all understand?”
Everyone nodded as the final bell of the day rang. Alerting freedom for the students infected with senioritus.
Yami smiled as he carried both his and Yugi's canvas boards, now walking out the building.
“Where did you go early this morning Yugi? I know you didn't come here.”
Yugi sighed as he leaned on his blue Neon.
“Well I went home to get a few more things and to hopefully talk to my grandfather. But that didn't work. He called me a disgrace and told me to find somewhere else to live. Though managed to grab the important things and your Gravitation manga.”
The taller of the two frowned, placing the two canvas boards next to the car as he pulled Yugi into a tight embrace, raining butterfly kisses onto his forehead.
“Aibou, I'm sorry. I just wish that your grandfather wouldn't do this to you. I mean this is how i started out and i don't want the same to happen to you.”
Yugi closed his now lifeless amethyst eyes as he nuzzled his face into Yami's blue jacket.
“This is nothing compared to that of what he and my parents said to me when i was younger.”
Yami pulled Yugi away slightly as he gazed at Yugi with a saddened expression.
“Aibou, what has your family said to you?”
Yugi sighed as he removed his grip from Yami, now walking over to the driver's side of his car, unlocking the doors as he jumped in.
Yami did the same as he placed the canvases in the backseat.
“Aibou what did they say?”
“Yami, this is the reason as to why I act the way I do. My family is the reason why i try to hide my darkened past as you did with your past of Yami Akira.”
With that said, Yugi started up the car, pulling out of the parking lot as Yami gazed out the window.
'We are more alike than i had imagined. Hopefully within the next few days or so he will decide to fill me in on his past.'
Both sat quietly within the car as Yugi tapped his fingertips across the steering wheel.
'Yami, i think i may actually be able to tell you something of my past soon, as i think that i am falling in love with you.'
Oh yes the month or so that they had spent together had really changed their relationship, things were progressing fairly well for both.