Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Soak up the Sun ❯ Known by another name ( Chapter 16 )
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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: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 319 | 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: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 319 | Status: Completed
Soak up the Sun
A/N: I am about to post the side story that goes with this called Disease. It has a few things that might help out with this storyline.
Chapter Sixteen
Charcoal colored clouds covered the sky, deepening within contrast as the all familiar sounds of thunder rumbled throughout the city of Domino.
Amethyst eyes watched with a glazed expression as water trickled down the window pane, falling down onto the soaked concrete.
A bland sense of mold and musk hovered through the air. The smell contracted through large amounts of rainfall.
The pair of amethyst eyes blinked, losing focus upon the trailing rain drops as they fell onto that of the TV. Blue light flickered across the room. The scene of a middle aged woman stood firmly within the screen's center. A blue blazer and skirt outlined her figure as she smiled and gestured towards the daily forecast of weather.
“We will continue to see scattered showers for the next three to seven days. Though the chances of sunlight are thirty percent. I suggest that all of you curl up with a good book and gaze at the soothing showers around Domino.”
Yugi rolled his eyes in mock annoyance, now grabbing the remote in hand. His small fingers glided across the channel buttons, flicking over countless soap operas, and talk shows.
“Gods, today sucks. There isn't anything to watch and all it ever does is fucking rain.” he spoke in pure anger and obvious sarcasm.
The sound of padding feet crossed the carpeted floor, stopping in front of the fuming Yugi.
The said person wrinkled his nose in distaste as a shadow towered over his smaller form.
His large naive eyes stared up, meeting those of crimson.
Yami stood smugly in front of Yugi. Arms folded around his chest, brows risen in questioning as his baritone voice echoed through the small apartment.
“Aibou, what the hell is wrong with you today? You have been bitching and giving the TV the evil eye.”
The sixteen year old sighed as he dropped the remote, now throwing his gaze towards the window.
“That's why Yami. The rain continues to fall every freaking second. I have never seen it rain this bad since the flood of last year.” Yugi stated, now pouting.
The eighteen year old smirked as mischief flickered through his exotic crimson eyes.
His gaze fell onto that of the adorably pouting Yugi.
This was a great chance of playing a game. A game of bringing out the sexy Yugi.
A few moments had passed as the once artist sat down on the couch, watching his aibou's antics.
Narrowed amethyst eyes half glanced onto Yami's Egyptian tanned body. He groaned inwardly. His Yami was most likely going to pull the usual game of “annoy the hell out of Yugi.”
Almost seconds later, he felt himself being lifted and placed into the taller teen's lap.
Yami's face was only inches apart from the younger youth's neck His breath fell onto that of Yugi's ear as he smirked.
Yami pulled Yugi remotely closer if even possible as he ran his fingers through the strands of unruly hair.
The slow sensual movements sent Yugi into pure serenity. His bitchy demeanor dissipated from his current state as it allowed his sparkling amethyst eyes to close in harmony.
Yami smirked as he felt Yugi squirm within his grasp. The smaller teen mewled in pleasure as the fingertips of his lover trailed down towards the crook of his neck.
Moments later, the pleasure of the hair and neck massage ended, much to Yugi's protests.
“Yami, don't stop.” he whined.
The elder's crimson eyes sparkled with unknown lust and tease as he gently laid Yugi back onto the couch.
Yugi's orbs opened in confusion of being laid down. He cast his neck side to side, craning to find the sight of his leather clad god.
Though the day of pure annoyance continued as Yugi spotted a flash of gold, ebony, and crimson sprint towards him.
He yelped as a plush, yet sexy body landed on top of him. Hands pulled themselves behind his spiky head. Yami pulled his face closer towards Yugi's. Both only separated by mere inches.
Amethyst and crimson locked onto each other. Both soaking up the radiance of each other.
Tanned fingers held Yugi's baby face within a light grip, now making their foreheads rest against one another.
Sweat trickled down both of their foreheads. By now Yugi's teen induced hormones kicked into over drive. His small arms wrapped themselves around Yami's waist, pulling him closer.
The elder teen smirked as he nipped at Yugi's bottom lip, pleading for entrance. Yugi obliged instantly.
A low moan erupted from his throat as Yami's tongue probed his moist cavern, exploring deeper within as he met Yugi's tongue.
The small artist smirked inwardly as he wrapped his own tongue around Yami's. Both fell into a duel of dominance.
Yugi was determined to win this game of seme.
At the moment, his tongue clashed against the others. He was definitely getting the upper hand.
But of course, Yami being possessive, had a back up plan.
The elder teen loosened his grip from around Yugi. His fingertips trailed down the slightly curved hips of Yugi. This was it, he would win.
The possessive tease ridden god pulled at Yugi's hip.
A startled cry echoed from Yugi as his tongue slipped out from Yami's mouth.
His large lust covered eyes faded, now narrowing into a mock pout at the teen that laid on top of him.
“Damn you. That's not fair, you always tickle me like that Yami.”
Yami rolled his eyes, gently pulling himself off of Yugi's lithe body.
“Sorry Aibou. It's not my fault that you are so easy to trick.”
The sixteen year old glared as he turned his back towards the window.
“So why did you tease me this time, love?”
“Ah, so you finally caught on. Well I wanted to know why you haven't started the painting yet.”
Yugi silently turned as he found the beige carpet interesting.
“It's very hard to start something when you are uninspired my love.” he spoke in low monotone.
Yami sighed as he patted Yugi on the head.
“Well whenever you decide to start, let me know. I wish to help you in any way I can.”
Yugi blinked as he studied his lover's now sincere face.
“You know, we aren't that much different Atemu.”
“What? Why do you say that Aibou?” Yami asked, somewhat startled by hearing the name Atemu.
Yugi closed his eyes as he felt Yami's added weight on the couch.
“Well after thinking for a little while, I have found that both of us are very much a like.”
The elder teen cocked his head to the side as he blinked profusely.
“Aibou, I'm not following you. Please explain further.”
“Well I have finally decided that it's time that you know of my past.”
Crimson eyes widened as Yami fully took in the words spoken.
This was it. Aibou was going to tell of his past.
“Before I start telling you of my past. I want you to promise that you will not show me pity. I have seen enough of that since it happened.”
Yami nodded as he hugged Yugi.
“Please Yugi, please tell me of your shaded past.”
Amethyst eyes closed as the said owner of eyes sighed.
“No.”
“No what?”
“My name isn't Yugi, just as yours isn't Yami.”
Yami's eyes widened as he gazed at Yugi.
This was going to be one major roller coaster of emotions.
A/N: I am about to post the side story that goes with this called Disease. It has a few things that might help out with this storyline.
Chapter Sixteen
Charcoal colored clouds covered the sky, deepening within contrast as the all familiar sounds of thunder rumbled throughout the city of Domino.
Amethyst eyes watched with a glazed expression as water trickled down the window pane, falling down onto the soaked concrete.
A bland sense of mold and musk hovered through the air. The smell contracted through large amounts of rainfall.
The pair of amethyst eyes blinked, losing focus upon the trailing rain drops as they fell onto that of the TV. Blue light flickered across the room. The scene of a middle aged woman stood firmly within the screen's center. A blue blazer and skirt outlined her figure as she smiled and gestured towards the daily forecast of weather.
“We will continue to see scattered showers for the next three to seven days. Though the chances of sunlight are thirty percent. I suggest that all of you curl up with a good book and gaze at the soothing showers around Domino.”
Yugi rolled his eyes in mock annoyance, now grabbing the remote in hand. His small fingers glided across the channel buttons, flicking over countless soap operas, and talk shows.
“Gods, today sucks. There isn't anything to watch and all it ever does is fucking rain.” he spoke in pure anger and obvious sarcasm.
The sound of padding feet crossed the carpeted floor, stopping in front of the fuming Yugi.
The said person wrinkled his nose in distaste as a shadow towered over his smaller form.
His large naive eyes stared up, meeting those of crimson.
Yami stood smugly in front of Yugi. Arms folded around his chest, brows risen in questioning as his baritone voice echoed through the small apartment.
“Aibou, what the hell is wrong with you today? You have been bitching and giving the TV the evil eye.”
The sixteen year old sighed as he dropped the remote, now throwing his gaze towards the window.
“That's why Yami. The rain continues to fall every freaking second. I have never seen it rain this bad since the flood of last year.” Yugi stated, now pouting.
The eighteen year old smirked as mischief flickered through his exotic crimson eyes.
His gaze fell onto that of the adorably pouting Yugi.
This was a great chance of playing a game. A game of bringing out the sexy Yugi.
A few moments had passed as the once artist sat down on the couch, watching his aibou's antics.
Narrowed amethyst eyes half glanced onto Yami's Egyptian tanned body. He groaned inwardly. His Yami was most likely going to pull the usual game of “annoy the hell out of Yugi.”
Almost seconds later, he felt himself being lifted and placed into the taller teen's lap.
Yami's face was only inches apart from the younger youth's neck His breath fell onto that of Yugi's ear as he smirked.
Yami pulled Yugi remotely closer if even possible as he ran his fingers through the strands of unruly hair.
The slow sensual movements sent Yugi into pure serenity. His bitchy demeanor dissipated from his current state as it allowed his sparkling amethyst eyes to close in harmony.
Yami smirked as he felt Yugi squirm within his grasp. The smaller teen mewled in pleasure as the fingertips of his lover trailed down towards the crook of his neck.
Moments later, the pleasure of the hair and neck massage ended, much to Yugi's protests.
“Yami, don't stop.” he whined.
The elder's crimson eyes sparkled with unknown lust and tease as he gently laid Yugi back onto the couch.
Yugi's orbs opened in confusion of being laid down. He cast his neck side to side, craning to find the sight of his leather clad god.
Though the day of pure annoyance continued as Yugi spotted a flash of gold, ebony, and crimson sprint towards him.
He yelped as a plush, yet sexy body landed on top of him. Hands pulled themselves behind his spiky head. Yami pulled his face closer towards Yugi's. Both only separated by mere inches.
Amethyst and crimson locked onto each other. Both soaking up the radiance of each other.
Tanned fingers held Yugi's baby face within a light grip, now making their foreheads rest against one another.
Sweat trickled down both of their foreheads. By now Yugi's teen induced hormones kicked into over drive. His small arms wrapped themselves around Yami's waist, pulling him closer.
The elder teen smirked as he nipped at Yugi's bottom lip, pleading for entrance. Yugi obliged instantly.
A low moan erupted from his throat as Yami's tongue probed his moist cavern, exploring deeper within as he met Yugi's tongue.
The small artist smirked inwardly as he wrapped his own tongue around Yami's. Both fell into a duel of dominance.
Yugi was determined to win this game of seme.
At the moment, his tongue clashed against the others. He was definitely getting the upper hand.
But of course, Yami being possessive, had a back up plan.
The elder teen loosened his grip from around Yugi. His fingertips trailed down the slightly curved hips of Yugi. This was it, he would win.
The possessive tease ridden god pulled at Yugi's hip.
A startled cry echoed from Yugi as his tongue slipped out from Yami's mouth.
His large lust covered eyes faded, now narrowing into a mock pout at the teen that laid on top of him.
“Damn you. That's not fair, you always tickle me like that Yami.”
Yami rolled his eyes, gently pulling himself off of Yugi's lithe body.
“Sorry Aibou. It's not my fault that you are so easy to trick.”
The sixteen year old glared as he turned his back towards the window.
“So why did you tease me this time, love?”
“Ah, so you finally caught on. Well I wanted to know why you haven't started the painting yet.”
Yugi silently turned as he found the beige carpet interesting.
“It's very hard to start something when you are uninspired my love.” he spoke in low monotone.
Yami sighed as he patted Yugi on the head.
“Well whenever you decide to start, let me know. I wish to help you in any way I can.”
Yugi blinked as he studied his lover's now sincere face.
“You know, we aren't that much different Atemu.”
“What? Why do you say that Aibou?” Yami asked, somewhat startled by hearing the name Atemu.
Yugi closed his eyes as he felt Yami's added weight on the couch.
“Well after thinking for a little while, I have found that both of us are very much a like.”
The elder teen cocked his head to the side as he blinked profusely.
“Aibou, I'm not following you. Please explain further.”
“Well I have finally decided that it's time that you know of my past.”
Crimson eyes widened as Yami fully took in the words spoken.
This was it. Aibou was going to tell of his past.
“Before I start telling you of my past. I want you to promise that you will not show me pity. I have seen enough of that since it happened.”
Yami nodded as he hugged Yugi.
“Please Yugi, please tell me of your shaded past.”
Amethyst eyes closed as the said owner of eyes sighed.
“No.”
“No what?”
“My name isn't Yugi, just as yours isn't Yami.”
Yami's eyes widened as he gazed at Yugi.
This was going to be one major roller coaster of emotions.