Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Untouched ❯ Awakened ( Chapter 4 )

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

Yuri: Hi guys. I know it's Saturday but I don't think I'll get an opportunity to post this tomorrow so instead of posting it Monday, I decided to just post it today. I have to say all the reviews are really motivating me. I'm very close to finishing the next few chapters. Thank you so much. I hope you all continue to review. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Let me know what you think.
Warnings: AU. Language.

Chapter 3: Awakened

To say all hell broke loose the following morning would be the greatest understatement of the century.
The moment that the two tri-colored haired teens woke from their slumber to find themselves wrapped in each other’s arms, a heated altercation ensued. Somewhere in the midst of the argument, Yugi had accused Yami of taking advantage of him while he was sleeping while Yami alleged that the other had come on to him. A few broken dishes and shouts later, they found themselves in Yami’s car with Yugi in the passenger seat pouting. The fact that they were heading to school didn’t make the mood any better.
With the exception of the light music flowing through Yami’s car from the radio, the duration of the ride was driven through in silence. Every now and then, Yami tossed the other an occasional glance only to see Yugi in the same exact position that he had been in for the past ten minutes, arms crossed and an angry pout on his face. A sigh escaped Yami’s lips.
“Yugi…” Yami started.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” Yugi interrupted, obviously ticked.
Yami sighed again. “Look, I’m sorry about breaking your Dark Magician cup.”
“It was my favorite cup!” Yugi exclaimed while shooting the other a glare.
“Damnit Yugi, it was a cup! I’ll buy you another one!” Yami suggested, slightly annoyed.
Yugi shook his head. “It’s not the same!”
“It’s exactly the same!” Yami yelled, fighting the urge to strangle the boy beside him.
“STOP YELLING AT ME!” Yugi exclaimed.
Yami groaned, completely irritated at this point. “I’M NOT YELLING AT YOU! I’M TALKING!”
“WELL, STOP TALKING AT ME!” Yugi shouted back.
It was Yami’s turn to glare at the other. “You know what, forget it. I try to be nice and you bite my head off.”
Yugi whispered a mumbled reply and Yami rolled his eyes in response. “What?” Yami snapped.
“I said I don’t like this song,” Yugi repeated quietly.
A growl escaping his lips, Yami nearly punched the radio power button, in effect turning the small device off. Yugi snorted at the other’s antics. “Well, somebody’s in a fantastic mood.”
Yami scoffed. “I’m just one big fucking ray of sunshine, aren’t I?”
Yugi couldn’t help but giggle at the remark and, soon enough, a smile had crept its way on to Yami’s face as well.

…Untouched…

Peering out of one of the first floor windows, Jou furrowed his eyebrows in utter confusion. He stayed in that spot, watching the scene in front of him unravel. He didn’t move till an annoyed voice called him back to the present.
Jou turned to see a very irritated Honda. “Were you even listening to one thing I said?” the brown-eyed teen spat.
Jou smiled sheepishly at the brunet and scratched the back of his head. “Umm, well, I, you know, sort of…” Jou finally gave up. “Nope, not a single word.”
Honda shot his arms up in the air and turned on his heel. “Attention span of a squirrel!”
Jou watched as Honda stomped away but the empty void beside him was immediately replaced when Kaiba walked up to him in three long strides. “Is something wrong, pup?”
Jou fumed at the nickname. “Why must you call me that in public?”
Kaiba shrugged. “You didn’t answer my question,” the brunet spoke while cleverly evading Jou’s question.
“Oh,” the blond teen replied before turning back to the window and beckoning for his significant other to come over as well. Once Kaiba was close enough, Jou pointed to the parking lot just in time for Kaiba to see Yugi stepping out of the driver’s seat of Yami’s car while his cousin was appearing from the passenger side.
Now Kaiba understood. Not only was it odd for Yami and Yugi to be together in the first place but now Yami was letting the other drive his car. No one was allowed to even look at Yami’s Mercedes, nevertheless drive it. Something was seriously wrong.
“I don’t know what’s going on,” Jou said suddenly. “But I intend to find out.”
And with that, Jou pivoted on his heel and began to make his way towards the school entrance before getting yanked back by his shirt collar. “Don’t be rash, pup. To be fair, it really isn’t our business,” Kaiba said despite his curiosity.
“Like hell it isn’t my business! He’s my best friend! I don’t want that jerk messing with him!” Jou shouted angrily.
Kaiba just rolled his eyes. “That jerk, mind you, is my cousin. And, though I am as suspicious about this whole ordeal as you are, I still do not believe we should pry.”
Jou smiled. “I won’t pry, Seto. I’ll just ask questions until I get some answers.”
“Oh, that’s fine then,” Kaiba replied dryly, ignoring the fact that Jou didn’t know the definition of pry. As Jou made another attempt to ambush Yugi the moment the smaller walked through the door, Kaiba grabbed him by the wrist and began to drag him to homeroom.
“Seto, damnit, let me go,” Jou argued as he pulled against the other’s hand.
“Let me think,” Kaiba replied while placing a finger to his chin thoughtfully. “…No.”
“Seto!” Jou complained but was silenced by a swift kiss. He immediately melted into the kiss, just like he always did with the brunet. Kaiba just had that sort of power on him. Pulling apart from Jou, Kaiba turned crystal blue eyes on him and crossed his arms.
“You are going to promise me that you won’t go meddling in other people’s business,” Kaiba demanded.
Even though he was still slightly dazed from the kiss, Jou managed to shake his head. “He’s my best friend, Seto!”
“And is perfectly capable of making his own decisions,” Kaiba added. “I’ve known Yugi for as long as you have. You don’t give him enough credit sometimes, pup. He can take care of himself.”
Knowing that he wasn’t going to win this battle, the blond nodded reluctantly. However, the fact that the war wasn’t over yet gave him the comfort he needed. He would win this fight…eventually.

…Untouched…

“Are you sure this is…you know, legal?” Yugi inquired as he watched Yami’s friend, or who he deemed ‘the white-haired mental patient,’ loosen the screws under the teacher’s chair. “I don’t know, it just seems so…wrong.”
Bakura looked up from his musings to toss the other a suspicious glance. “Since when did you care about what’s right and wrong?”
Instead of answering the question, Yugi just allowed Bakura to continue his little game while letting his eyes scan the empty classroom. Something hanging on the bulletin caught his attention. “Nightfall?” he read off the flyer aloud.
“Oh, speaking of,” Bakura piped up. “What are you going to wear?”
“What do you mean?”
“To Nightfall.”
Yugi raised an eyebrow only to receive a confused look from Bakura. “You know, the new club that’s opening tonight. Just about the entire senior class is going. We’ve been planning this for just about, oh I don’t know, FOREVER!”
“Oh,” Yugi replied softly. He quickly scanned his memories for he knew that Jou would have definitely known about this and would have asked him to go, probably several times. He found what he was looking for and remembered that Jou had, in fact, asked him to go to some club opening but he had immediately declined before hearing any further details. He didn’t do clubs.
Yugi looked up from his thoughts to realize that Bakura was now in front of him giving him the funniest look he had ever seen. “Sorry Bakura. I was…thinking.”
“Well, no shit,” Bakura muttered before walking out of the classroom while beckoning Yugi to follow him.
“Who are you going with?” Yugi questioned curiously.
Bakura shrugged. “Haven’t decided. You still going with Mai?”
Yugi stopped in his tracks and Bakura turned when he realized that he was walking alone.
“Mai?” Yugi repeated, shocked beyond belief. “Mai Valentine?”
“Yes, must you keep rubbing it in my face? You’re going with the most popular and prettiest girl in the entire school. We ALL know.”
Not wanting Bakura to grow even more suspicious, Yugi quickly straightened his back and raised his chin hoping to give off a confident aura. “I knew that.”
Before Bakura could reply, he noticed something in the corner of the hallway and grinned. “I wonder who pipsqueak’s going with.”
Yugi furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and turned to see what Bakura was talking about. His heart fell when he saw Yami, Jou, Kaiba, and Honda walking down the hall. He wasn’t really up for another argument right now. However, that was before he realized what Bakura had said.
“You mean, Yugi?” He asked, ignoring how weird his own name sounded on his tongue.
“That’s what I said,” Bakura replied, barely even paying attention to him. Yugi turned again to realize who Bakura was gazing at. It actually didn’t surprise him to see Ryou at his locker. He had always noticed the way Bakura looked at him when he thought no one was watching.
“He’s probably not even going,” Bakura added suddenly. “He never goes to these social events. God forbid, he meets someone.”
Yugi had to hold on to every piece of self-control that he had to not verbally lash out at Bakura.
“You know, Bakura,” Yugi said slowly. “There might be a reason he doesn’t like to go out to clubs and whatnot.”
“Yeah, he’s a loser.”
Bakura jumped slightly, more out of surprise than fear, when the other slammed his books on the floor. “He’s not a loser! He just doesn’t like getting to close to a lot of people! Maybe he’s gone through a lot in his life and he doesn’t want to lose anyone else! You ever think about that, you baka! And, you know what, he is going! And not only is he going, but I’m taking him!”
For a moment, Bakura looked absolutely dumbfounded. However, it didn’t take him long to collect himself again.
“Alright, now you’re just on crack. Are you telling me that you’re canceling your date with Mai to go with Yugi instead?” Bakura asked slowly.
Yugi nodded before gathering his books from the floor and turning to walk away. He stopped and looked over his shoulder. “I see the way you look at him. You’re too afraid to talk to him because you don’t want to get rejected. You’d rather watch from afar. I know how that feels and, let me just tell you, it will never accomplish anything. If you don’t let him get to know you then you’ll always just be watching.”
And with that, Yugi walked into his classroom leaving a very stunned Bakura in his wake. The brown-eyed teen looked from the spot his friend was just standing back over to Ryou. After a minute of contemplation, he pushed himself off the lockers and walked to the other side of the hallway.

…Untouched…

“YOU WHAT?!?!?”
Yugi winced. So, maybe he underestimated how angry Yami would be. Luckily, he had waited until they both got back to his house before telling Yami what he had done. He had also prepared himself for the other’s reaction so he was able to quickly regain his composure.
“Oh, come on. It’s not that bad,” Yugi reassured sweetly. He proceeded to clasp his hands behind him and rock back and forth on his feet while fluttering his eyelashes in an attempt to look as innocent as possible. Maybe if he was in his own body, it would have worked. However, he had no such luck in Yami’s body.
“Oh no, Yugi. You only cancelled my date with Mai and told the whole damn school that I was taking you instead!” Yami ranted. “I think that halo around your head is wrapped so tight that you can’t even think straight! What exactly do you take me for, Yugi?”
Before Yugi could so much as open his mouth, Yami sent him a dark glare, immediately shutting him up. Instead, Yugi just pouted, still insistent on playing the innocent victim.
“I only told Bakura.”
“Who told the whole damn school,” Yami pointed out all-to-eagerly while walking across the room and picking up the cordless phone. He marched back over to Yugi before pushing the phone into the other’s hands. “Now, you are going to call Mai and tell her that you are still going to go to the club with her!”
Yugi looked down at the phone in his hands then back up to Yami. Hesitantly, he shook his head.
“Yugi…” Yami warned, his tone clearly radiating the fact that he was at the end of his rope.
“Yamiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii,” Yugi whined, still sporting his infamous pout. “Bakura was being mean! I just wanted to prove him wrong!”
Yami furrowed his eyebrows at this. “About what?”
“That’s irrelevant,” Yugi mumbled softly while taking a seat on the couch.
“It’s completely relevant!” Yami exclaimed.
“Well…sort of,” was Yugi’s weak reply. He looked from the floor back up to Yami and smiled sheepishly. “Can we just go together? It won’t be that bad, Yami. I promise I’ll be nice. I won’t call you an ass or anything,” Yugi pleaded and then, following a suspicious glare from Yami, quickly added: “Alright, so maybe once or twice but that’s it! Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee!”
Yami threw his hands over his ears dramatically. “Would you stop whining if I said yes?”
Yugi quickly nodded and, reluctance seeping into his voice, Yami agreed. However, before Yugi could so much as thank the other, Yami cupped Yugi’s face in his hands, forcing crimson and amethyst to clash. “But, listen to me, little one,” Yami began. “If you even think about doing something stupid, you will regret it.”
All Yugi wanted to do was stick out his tongue at Yami, especially because he had just called him little. However, considering that would make the other really angry and result in Yami changing his mind about the whole club thing, Yugi resisted the childish urge and just settled for a head nod.
“I promise,” Yugi said with a bright smile.
Yami rolled his eyes but returned the smile nevertheless. Turning towards the stairs, Yami was stopped from making any further progress when Yugi grabbed his hand. “And where do you think you’re going?” Yugi asked, raising one eyebrow.
“Umm, upstairs to get ready,” Yami answered awkwardly.
“Oh, no you’re not,” Yugi said pulling Yami’s hand as he began to walk upstairs. “Not without me anyways. You’re going to wear something decent.”
Yami frowned. “What’s wrong with what I wear?”
“Nothing. But I really don’t think that I can pull off the leather outfits like you can, Yami. They’re way to…I don’t know, sexy for me, I guess. No, I’m going to find you something normal to wear,” Yugi said opening his bedroom door and walking in only to realize that he was still holding Yami’s hand. Immediately breaking the skin contact with the other boy, Yugi turned a bright red and quickly turned to face the closet in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.
However, Yami was able to see the flash of red on the Yugi’s cheeks and a small, devilish smile instantly graced his features. “So,” Yami whistled playfully. “You think I look sexy when I wear leather?”
Yami’s smile widened when Yugi broke out into a coughing fit. “No!” Yugi shouted while attempting to hide his face even further into the closet. “I just said that they don’t look sexy on my body! I never said anything about you.”
“Oh, did I give the impression that I was following up your comment with my question?” Yami asked coyly. “I was merely inquiring if you thought I looked sexy in leather.”
Yugi turned to look the other, who was attempting to look as innocent as possible but failing miserably, with narrowed eyes. Completely ignoring Yami’s previous comment, he turned back to the closet while muttering something about stupid pricks before tossing a short-sleeved purple shirt on the bed along with a pair of dark blue jeans.
“Just get dressed,” Yugi demanded and proceeded to stomp out of the room leaving Yami with a very victorious smirk on his face. However, that smirk immediately fell when he turned back to the bed. Now he had to undress…
Fantastic.

…Untouched…

For about the sixth time in the last ten minutes, Yami glanced at his watch and sighed impatiently. “You know, Yugi, I would like to leave sometime this century!” he called from the bottom of the stairs.
“Hush, Yami,” Yugi replied through the bathroom door. “It’s not my fault your hair insists on being difficult!”
Yami scoffed as he leaned back on the wall and crossed his arms. “The last time I checked, your hair was no walk through a fairy-infested meadow either.”
A fit of laughter resonated through the bathroom door. “What?” Yugi managed to ask between giggles.
Yami felt a pull at the corners of his lips. “Kaiba said that once.”
“Kaiba would say something like that,” Yugi laughed.
Yami nodded absent-mindedly and didn’t realize that he was staring off into space until the sound of someone clearing their throat caught his attention.
“I’m ready.”
Yami looked up. And froze.
It wasn’t how Yugi had dressed his body, even though the white long-sleeved shirt with light blue jeans with several cuts across the knees was nice. No, it was the aura that Yugi was giving off that affected him. It was bright yet soft. Alluring but innocent. Beautiful and untouchable.
And for that moment, Yami saw Yugi standing at the top of those stairs adorned in that handsome outfit. He saw those bright amethyst eyes shining in the light. He saw those soft, petal-like lips smiling down on him. And then…
He blinked.
And when he re-opened his eyes, he saw himself again. He saw his body and his eyes. He no longer saw Yugi and he couldn’t help the sigh that escaped his lips.
“It’s about time,” Yami said turning away from the other.
Yugi frowned as he descended the stairs. “Touchy, aren’t we?”
Yami pushed himself off the wall and held out a hand for Yugi. “Oh, I apologize. I hope I didn’t offend you. Here, let me walk you to the car.”
Yugi rolled his eyes at the sarcasm dripping off Yami’s tone but took the hand regardless. Yami tried to ignore the way that Yugi’s hand fit perfectly into his. It was something that he had noticed earlier when Yugi had pulled him upstairs. It was something that he had forced to the deepest corners of his mind but had resurfaced as soon as Yugi’s hand touched his. It was something that he wanted to forget.
Shutting the front door behind them, Yami led Yugi to the passenger side and opened the sleek door. “Your ride, Sir,” Yami said with a small bow.
Yugi instantly spotted that playful glint in the amethyst eyes that technically belonged to him but that Yami was borrowing for the moment, if you can call it that. “You’re such an ass, Yami,” Yugi said, a small smile playing on his lips.
“I learned from the best,” Yami winked.
Yugi narrowed his eyes, the smile still on his face. “For your sake, you better be talking about that cousin of yours.”
Yami only shrugged before gesturing Yugi into the passenger seat. He bent down to Yugi’s ear and spoke softly, his breath sending shivers down Yugi’s spine. “Guess you’ll never know,” he whispered and, before Yugi could respond, Yami closed the passenger door. A moment later, he hopped into the driver’s seat and sped off into the night with Yugi by his side letting the darkness engulf the thoughts and feelings that had awakened the moment he had felt Yugi’s touch.
Yuri: SO? You guys like it? Next chapter will have a dance scene in it. 0o0o0o0o. Wonder what will happen. REVIEW now. See you guys soon!