Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Untouched ❯ Switch ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Yuri: So, I know you all are like, "What the hell is wrong with her? She's already working on a billion other stories, why is she publishing a new one?" Well, my lovely and curious readers, I have already completed almost half of this story, thus, for about two months, I don't have to write any of the chapters until I complete at least 3 of my other stories. So, let me say this now, I will be updating this story every Sunday! So once a week! Okay? Anyways, thanks for all the support. I really hope you guys learn to love this story. It's really my pride and joy. It was inspired by "Untouched" by The Veronicas. Thank you to my beta, A Slave To Words. She's so great.
Warnings: AU. Language.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh because I'm broke.
Important notes:
After the body switch:
“Blah, Blah,” Yugi said (means Yugi said it but he’s in Yami’s body)
“Blah, Blah,” Yami said (means Yami said it but he’s in Yugi’s body)

Chapter 1: Switch

Second week of school. Fantastic.
Playing with his leather wristlet, crimson eyes scanned the room for something to amuse him. The several girls fawning over his flawless beauty were enough to do the job until the end of class. After years of this sort of display of affection, he had become used to the worship from the other students. That didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy it though.
He smirked when he flashed a quick look over to the group of girls in the front of the class only to result in multiple giggles and excited whispers.
“Must you?” the brunet beside him sighed in annoyance.
Yami crossed his arms over his leather-clad chest, his eyes sparkling with frustration. “Like there’s anything better to do,” he huffed out, his blond bangs dancing softly at the blow of wind that flew from his lips.
“Oh yes, you’re right. God forbid that you actually learn something at school. That’s just downright ridiculous,” the other replied, his ice blue eyes narrowing in agitation.
“Not all of us are so fond of school, Kaiba,” Yami snapped. “Some of us actually have lives.”
“Is that what you call it?” Kaiba inquired, amusement written all over his harsh features.
Yami glared at the brunet. He could be so aggravating sometimes. They just barely put up with each other. Why they did was beyond his imagination. Maybe the fact that Kaiba was his distant cousin had something to do with it. But since when did family really matter that much anyways.
“Are you going on the field trip to the Domino Museum after school?” Kaiba asked indifferently.
Yami groaned while running his fingers through his gravity-defying mane colored black with red edges. “I don’t have much of a choice, now do I? It’s either that or suffer through detention.”
“Yes, we wouldn’t want you taking responsibility for your actions, now would we?” the brunet replied tiredly.
The second the words left his mouth, the bell rang causing several unsuspecting students to jump out of their seats. Immediately, a flock of girls surrounded the slightly tanned youth much to his cousin’s dismay. Yami, however, seemed to enjoy the attention. After a few flirtatious remarks, they both exited the room and Kaiba quickly vanished into the school hallway. No doubt to find his blond mutt.
“Yami!” someone called out to him and the tri-colored hair teen cocked his head to see his, long-time friend Bakura waving him over to his locker. Before Yami could so much as take another step, he was instantly stopped in his tracks by another student. An annoyed grunt escaped Yami’s lips when this student collided into his chest. Not hard enough, however, to send either of them to the floor.
“I’m sorry!” came a feathery soft voice. A voice that Yami had come to despise. Bright amethyst eyes caught his in a fiery confrontation and the wide, angel-like jewels suddenly hardened.
“Oh,” he said slowly. “It’s just you.”
Yami narrowed his eyes at the clear disdain in the other’s voice. “Hello to you too, Yugi,” Yami mused with a humorous smirk. “Whatever are you doing here? Didn’t the board pass a new rule? I thought they only allowed students above five feet tall to attend this school.”
“And I thought that they had a certain restriction on how tight students clothes could be. I guess we were both mistaken,” Yugi shot back with a small smirk of his own before he pushed pass the crimson-eyed youth.
“Brat,” Yami called out after him.
“Prick,” Yugi retorted.
Yami growled and watched with a glare as Yugi make his way through the crowded hallway until the smaller boy stopped at a small group of boys huddled at a locker. He noticed that Kaiba was one of the students in this group, standing beside a blond youth he had known as Katsuya, or Jou as everybody called him.
“Ignore that shrimp,” Bakura advised when he approached his friend. “He’s a perfect example of a waste of an existence.”
Yami laughed at the remark. “That’s the first sensible thing you’ve said in the past four years.”
“Shut up,” Bakura responded as they made their way to their next class but not before stopping at Bakura’s locker. Yami followed in close pursuit, ignoring the lust-filled eyes directed at him from more than half of the student body. He turned his head to look back at Yugi still talking happily with his friends. Ever since Yugi transferred to Domino High at the beginning of junior year, Yami had immediately taken a dislike to the short seventeen-year old. Why you ask? Because Yugi was damn annoying, that’s why! Always smiling and so quick to apologize. Prancing around like he didn’t have a worry in the world. He was a naïve, little brat with no backbone who acted so innocent that Yami couldn’t help but roll his eyes whenever he saw him. Not to mention the boy was a complete klutz. No one got under his skin more than Yugi did. Annoying brat.
At that exact moment, Yugi turned his head and met Yami’s steady glare. For a second, neither of them looked away, both of their eyes engaged in an unbeatable war. Yugi quickly broke the contact, however, when Jou called his name.
“What was that, Jou?” Yugi asked and the blond arched an eyebrow at the smaller youth. He lifted his gaze from his friend to see Yami in the distance and his amber eyes quickly narrowed. “Is he bothering you again, Yug?” the blond inquired.
Yugi sighed. “No, just being an ass…as always. It was just a matter of time till I saw him again though. I haven’t seen him since school started.”
It was just his luck that he had to run into the person that he disliked the most. Now, don’t get him wrong. Yugi was a kind and friendly teen. He barely ever held a grudge and was always willing to meet new people even though sometimes he was shy. When he had first transferred to this school, he didn’t have very many friends. Luckily, he had met Jou, Honda, and Ryou. They had always been good to him. However, he couldn’t say the same for everybody. Namely, Yami.
He had come to know Yami as a spoiled, selfish bastard. Everything was handed over to him on a silver plate unlike everyone else who had to work to get what they wanted. Yami always thought that he was better than everyone else. He didn’t care about anything, or anyone, but himself. Both girls and guys alike worshipped him like he was some type of god. No one made Yugi’s skin crawl with disgust more Yami did. Narcissistic prick.
“How do you put up with him, Seto?” Jou asked his boyfriend who just shrugged.
“If you ignore him, he eventually stops talking,” the brunet replied.
“I doubt it,” Honda snorted. “He probably loves listening to the sound of his own voice.”
The bell rang again, signaling the beginning of third period and the group quickly dispersed to their next class. “Are you ready, Yugi?” Ryou asked while putting a loose strand of white hair behind his ear. The amethyst-eyed youth nodded in response and they were soon entering a classroom labeled 101.
“Are you coming to the museum later?” Yugi questioned his friend as he took his seat at the front of the class.
“No, I’m afraid I can’t. But I’ll call later to see how it went,” Ryou replied, taking out his notebook and placing it on his desk.
“Alright,” Yugi said softly before he let his eyes wander to the window where clouds were settling in over the bright blue sky. He was glad that he had decided to just wear a pair of jeans and a purple short-sleeved shirt today. It was awfully warm after all. Drumming his fingers on his desk silently, he remained completely oblivious of the events that were to take place later that day.

…Untouched…

“What the hell is this?” Jou asked pointing towards a sculpture of some type of animal.
Honda shrugged his shoulders. “No clue. Hey, look at that!”
Both Jou and Yugi spun around to see a long table full of snacks that was reserved but museum visitors. “Oh, yeah!” Jou yelled out excitedly before he and the pointy-headed brunet took off at a full sprint.
“Food?” someone questioned from behind Yugi and all he could do was nod.
“Figures,” Kaiba said. “That’s the only time he runs like that.”
Yugi smiled. “I’m going to explore the museum some more. Tell them I’ll be right back for me?”
The brunet nodded before Yugi walked away from the other students. After examining a few priceless exhibits, Yugi found himself in an area called The Room of the Nameless Pharaoh. His eyes scanned the room for anything of particular interest. He was intrigued when he saw a golden object in the center of the room. Approaching it with caution, Yugi pressed his hands against the glass that enclosed the item and looked it over with awe. The object turned out to be an upside-down, golden pyramid that had an Egyptian eye sketched in the middle of it. Although it looked ancient, it was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen.
Getting more interested by the second, Yugi quickly read the text underneath the exhibit in hopes of learning more about the fascinating item. It said that it had belonged to a great Pharaoh in Ancient Egypt and that it was discovered when his tomb was excavated. What caught his attention even more was the translation of the hieroglyphics that was written beneath all the information.
“The mind and heart can only understand when they are given the chance to. Only when behind someone else’s eyes can you see the true extent of their life. Then, and only then, can love be found in the darkest corners of the heart.”
Yugi frowned in confusion. ‘What was that supposed to mean?’
“What are you doing in here?” a deep voice inquired.
Yugi turned at the sound of the new voice and glared when he saw Yami at the door. The crimson-eyed youth had actually been looking for Bakura who he had lost about five minutes ago. However, when he found Yugi alone instead, he figured that this would be a perfect opportunity to let out some of his frustration.
“The better question is what are you doing in a museum? You know this is a place of learning, right? And I know how much you hate that,” Yugi countered.
“Go to hell,” Yami spat.
Yugi arched a slender eyebrow. “What am I going to do at your house while your not home?”
Yami narrowed his eyes. “Very funny, Yugi. Add your sense of humor and your height and you might actually pass as a Leprechaun.”
Yugi pouted angrily. “You sure make fun of my height a lot for someone who isn’t that much taller.”
“Yes but I actually made the cut off for not being considered a midget,” Yami explained, his eyes shimmering with humor.
“I’m not a midget!” Yugi yelled while crossing his arms. “At least I made the cut off for having an IQ higher than a second grader unlike you! The only reason you’ve even gotten this far is because you dad loans the school so much money. You wouldn’t know what hard work meant if it kicked you in the ass, you egotistic bastard.”
Yami clicked his tongue. “Such vulgar language for someone like you, Yugi.”
“Whatever,” Yugi said, throwing his hands in the air as if giving up. “I’m not going to waste my breath.”
Yami was about to respond when he noticed a strange glow from the exhibit beside Yugi. “What the–!”
He wasn’t able to finish though. The light that exploded from the small, golden pyramid was blinding and Yami had to force himself to look away. He felt his skin begin to warm under the intensity of the light and soon he felt his body begin to shudder and crawl uncomfortably. When the bright light had diminished into nothing but a faint glow, Yami slowly opened his eyes and realized that he had wound up on the floor.
“What the…” Yami began as he stood to his feet but then stopped when he turned to see his reflection in a mirror placed in a corner in the room. He slapped a hand over his mouth to prevent a shriek from escaping his lips. Reaching forward ever-so-slightly, he pressed a hand against the mirror and leaned towards the reflective glass. Why were his eyes purple instead of his usual ruby? Why was his face round instead of sharp and defined? Why was he about a head shorter? Why…why was he Yugi?
He heard a loud scream erupt from the opposite side of the room and turned quickly to see his crimson eyes staring into his new purple ones.

…Untouched…

Yugi rubbed the back of his head and groaned. It hurt so much. He forced an eye open and realized that he was on the floor. Propping himself up on his arms, he sat upright and searched the small room for any sign of Yami. However, as soon as he saw the other person in the room, he let out a loud scream.
He quickly looked down at his attire to see a body covered with leather clothes. Looking back up at the other person in the room, he slowly, almost as if in a daze, walked over to the mirror and his eyes widened to the size of plates when he saw his reflection. Crimson eyes…lean body…flawless tan...
No, this wasn’t right. This wasn’t him. This was Yami. But…why was he looking out from Yami’s eyes.
“Is this some kind of sick joke, Yugi!?” Yami screamed but the voice that came out was high-pitched unlike his deep one.
Yugi paled as he watched those words come out of his mouth using his voice. But it wasn’t him. In the midst of his confusion and fear, Yugi felt his anger boil. “How the hell am I supposed to know, Yami? I’m as confused as you are!”
“Well, whatever’s going on, fix it! I want my body back! I feel filthy in these damn clothes!” Yami yelled, his purple eyes glaring furiously.
Yugi almost fell over in shock. “FILTHY?! I feel like a damn stripper with all this leather!”
Yami growled. “Just. Fix. This.”
“You think I know how!?” Yugi snapped. “Well, I don’t!”
Yami gasped. “So what do you expect me to do? Walk around in your body until we figure out how to fix this?!”
“Do we have another choice!?” Yugi sighed in frustration.
“You’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to go along with this,” Yami said while crossing his arms.
“So what are you going to do, Yami? Go and tell people that you and I switched bodies? Do you even think about things before you do them?” Yugi said and the other immediately became quiet.
“I–“
“Yug?” someone called out and both Yami and Yugi turned to see Jou peek his head in the door. “Oh, I found you! It’s time to go home,” the blond stopped when he saw Yami. “What’s going on?” he asked sending both of them uneasy glances.
“Jou, I’m fine. I’ll be right there,” Yugi replied and was confused when Jou shot him a nasty glare.
“I wasn’t talking to you, Yami,” the blond scowled and Yugi gasped when realization hit him. He turned his eyes to look at Yami and gave him a small head nod.
Yami growled angrily but said nonetheless: “I’m talking to Yu-Yami right now, Jou. Now beat it.”
Yugi gasped at the look on Jou’s face. “No, Jou. He didn’t mean it. Yugi’s not feeling like himself.”
“More of a reason that I should take him home,” Jou said and quickly reached out for his smaller companion.
“Don’t touch me!” Yami hissed dangerously.
The blond’s face instantly fell. “Okay Yug. Okay,” he said softly and then right before leaving said: “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As soon as Jou left, Yugi quickly turned and glared. “How dare you!?”
“Me? What do you expect me to say!?” Yami retorted.
“I expect you to act more like me since that’s who you are right now!”
Yami groaned. “You’re so frustrating!”
“That’s funny, I was just about to say the same about you!” Yugi countered, his face turning red.
“Screw you!” Yami said before turning on his heel.
“And where do you think you’re going?! We’re not done talking,” Yugi called after him.
“On the contrary, I have nothing else to say to you. I don’t know what’s going on but until I find out how to fix this, then we have nothing to talk about,” Yami replied, his voice as hard as stone.
“Like hell!” Yugi fired back heatedly.
Yami stopped. "Then what, Yugi?"
“You better know your boundaries,” Yugi said slowly.
“What the hell are you rambling about?” Yami asked impatiently.
“I mean, don’t do anything to my body! I don’t know what’s going on in that depraved little head of yours!” Yugi accused while flicking Yami’s forehead.
“You don’t have to worry about me touching any part of your body!” Yami shot back.
Yugi glared at the other's disgusted tone. “What's that supposed to mean?”
Yami scowled. "You know exactly what I mean."
Yugi's face flushed with anger at the unspoken insult. Why that egotistic bastard! "I hate you so much!" Yugi screamed before heading towards the museum exit.
Yami quickly followed, mirroring Yugi's long strides. “I hate you more!”
“Whatever!” Yugi shouted before taking off in the direction of his house with Yami heading off to his house as well. Both of them arrived at their houses around the same time and proceeded to swing open their front doors before stomping up the stairs. Finding their bedrooms, they both slammed the door shut before jumping into their beds and bringing a pillow to their face.
Then, at the exact moment, they both screamed as loud as they could into the soft fabric.
Yuri: So, I hope you guys enjoyed. As you can see, Yugi is a bit OOC but I like him better with a backbone. The lyrics at the beginning and at the end of each chapter are the same and are from the song, "Untouched." I love that song! You should listen to it, it's so addicting. Anyways, see you after the holidays. REVIEW!