Aspects Of Love | By : RyuArashi Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 1176 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning: This fic contains yaoi. Yes, YAOI. This means boy lovin’ boy! If you don’t like that sort of thing, what in the 13 hells are you doing here?! Click the back button, quick!
A/N: Hi everyone! It’s me again, RyuArashi with a new story! I know, I know, what am I doing, writing a new story when I haven’t even finished the previous one! *blushes* I’m sorry! This plot bunny just took hold and refused to leave…..
To all those that have been following and reviewing 15 Minute Dreaming, I love you all…..thanks a lot! I’m even on some people’s favorite lists….*blushes again* I don’t think I’m that good, but please, keep on reading! I’ll finish that story soon, I promise….I’m actually planning a sequel, which I hope will continue the ups and downs of Yami and Yugi’s relationship and maybe develop more on another favorite couple of mine…..Anyway, here’s the new story!
This story will be alternating between Yami’s POV, and third person. I’ll indicate the changes with *****
/ / Yugi’s mindspeech
// // Yami’s mindspeech
Last time on Aspects of Love:
I raised an eyebrow at his aggrieved tone. "Walk with me, Kaiba. I need to talk to you, and it’ll be nice to have some company."
Kaiba folded his arms and stared down at me. "Hn. Why should I walk with the likes of you? In case you forgot, Yugi is still sleeping. I don’t want anything to happen to him while he’s vulnerable."
"I’ll have the others move here. Besides if anything happens, my aibou will definitely let me know. Come on, Kaiba. Let’s go."
Aspects of Love Chapter 2: Insecurity, Part 2
Moving in step with me reluctantly, we walk slowly to where the rest of the gang were congregated. By the rest of the gang, I mean our usual circle of close friends, who have, to their credit, stood by us through thick and thin. They include Jounouchi, Anzu, Honda, Ryou, and Mokuba. Mai and Ryuji weren’t around this time. Mai had gone on a trip to America, while Ryuji was busy with his business. He did take time out from time to time to hang out with us, but this being summer, it meant he was very busy. So was our shop, but Jii-chan had Arthur and Rebecca over for a couple of weeks, and they were very happy to lend a hand while we were out..
Spotting me first, Jounouchi waves and yells, “Oi, Yami!”
I wave back, a fond smile forming on my lips. I was very fond of Jou. He was a great and devoted friend, someone my aibou and I could depend on in a pinch. He was just as possessive and protective of Yugi as I was. Although he was not in love with my aibou, he did love him very much. But still, I was a little wary. Friendship turned into passionate love very easily, and I hated sharing. As a former Pharaoh, that word did not exist in my repertoire. I have yet to do something about Kaiba’s obsession with my beloved. I did like Jou very much, though, and I really, really don’t want to hurt him. Not only would it shock and distress my aibou, it would make me feel guilty. And that is a feeling I really dislike.
“Jounouchi-kun….I’ve got a little favor to ask,” I started, as Kaiba and I drew closer to the picnic table the others were all gathered around. They seemed to have a card game going. By mutual agreement, we all decided not to indulge in our favorite game, Duel Monsters, all the time. Of course, to keep in practice, we still dueled, but only three times a week. And we hosted our little tournament at each other’s houses, drawing straws on who the next victim was to be. That was the only way we knew to keep our mutual obsession and resulting damage to egos and property to a minimum and concentrate on other matters. For me, those other matters were my amethyst eyed beloved.
As we got closer, the others in the group chorused various happy and surprised welcomes, since it was extremely rare to see the great Kaiba Seto condescend to come to the park. Except because of Mokuba, of course. However, what was even more surprising was the fact that Yami no Bakura was also present. He usually did not deign to come out of his ring-except when he was attempting to steal or covet the other Sennen items, use Ryou’s body for dastardly deeds, insult and threaten me, or when Ryou was in danger. I raised an eyebrow. The dark spirit (He was even darker than I was, if that was even possible and I was considered at least back then when I was Pharaoh, to be a fiend, especially when I was angered. Ironic, really, for the living embodiment of Ra) claimed to hate everyone, except his aibou, Ryou, who was just as gentle, if not more, than my own aibou. How the boy had such bad luck to end up with the white haired fiend, only Ra knew.
The Tomb Robber hated me with a passion, a sentiment I happily returned. He has tried, on numerous occasions to attack and endanger ibouibou, with the help of the frankly insane Malik Ishtar. After I showed them the error of their ways once or twice, they got the message. Malik is on the mend now, though, thank the Great Ra, after we succeeded in getting rid of his other self. But Bakura still dislikes me intensely, and he never lets an opportunity where he can insult and humiliate me pay. Iy. I have a lot of experience with that though, especially dealing with my council when I was Pharaoh. And I, very painfully, reminded them who it was that was Pharaoh. So Bakura is like a baby in this instance. I sigh to myself in longing. How I miss my beloved Khemet. I miss being sadistic, on occasion, especially when I have to deal with the likes of Bakura. Shit.
Seeing our approach, the white haired fiend sneered.
“Pharaoh…..”
“Tomb Robber. What are you doing out of your Ring? Come to bother Ryou as usual, have you?”
“Mind your own fucking business!” Bakura spat maliciously. “What are you doing here, anyway? And you without your runt of a light….Some guardian you are…” He looked up at Kaiba, who was scowling at the language Bakura was using. I think I know what’s going on his mind. Mokuba shouldn’t be around people who use such language. But Bakura was Bakura….he pretty much did what he liked. Since I happen to be like that too, I really didn’t care.
Bakura sneered again, this time at Kaiba. “I see you have company. Brain-dead idiots should hang out together….since you have so much in common after all…..”
Kaiba growled. “Bakura…..watch your damn mouth.” He retorted, eyeing the demon with barely veiled dislike.
“Yami! How could you say such a thing?! Be nice!” Ryou admonished Bakura and swiped ineffectually at him. He turned to me and Kaiba, blushing. “I apologize for his poor choice of words, Yami-sama.”
Bakura smirked at his light’s distress and embarrassment.
I shrugged, used to the fiends’ insults. “Don’t worry about it, Ryou,” I replied, smiling. “And I’ve told you it’s okay to call me Yami or Yami-Yugi.” The pale haired boy blushed again, looking down at his sneakers. “I know, but it will take some getting used to.” He replied, smiling.
Turning back to Jounouchi-tachi, I found them snickering at our little altercation. Jou himself was laughing, tickled that Bakura was able to get a rise out of Kaiba. Normally, Kaiba treated everyone except Mokuba, Yugi and I with contempt. So for anyone other than ourselves to do so was a source of interest and amusement.
Ryou, on hearing Jou’s voice rising in merriment, flushed red and stared helplessly at the sight. Noticing the pale boy’s reaction, I narrowed my eyes. Hmm….it seems there something going on here. But I buried the thought and suspicions at the back of my mind. I had more important concerns.
“Ne, Jounouchi-kun…..Could you keep an eye on my aibou? He’s tired and taking a nap.”
“Sure! But why? I thought you guys were hanging together…..” Jounouchi looked around, trying to locate Yugi.
“Nn…but I have a quick errand to run, and I don’t want to wake him. He’s by the sakura tree we were sitting under.” I replied, noticing how Jou was looking around.
“Yosh! I feel a bit pooped my. Ma. Maybe I’ll take a nap, too.” Jounouchi bounced up from where he was sitting, brushing the seat of his pants. This action prodded the rest of our friends into action. Not wanting Jou to leave, they all decided to move the picnic table a little nearer the areaaiboaibou was sleeping. Far enough that they didn’t disturb him with their noise, but near enough to deter any idiot foolish enough to have any ideas.
Satisfied that my aibou’s safety was well in hand, I turned to Kaiba.
“Shall we?”
Nodding in agreement, Kaiba and I started walking around the park. For the longest time, neither of us said anything, each preoccupied with his own thoughts.
We finally came to a stop at a small hill over looking a man-made lake located in the middle of the park. Standing side by side, neither of us moved. I suppose both of were reluctant to be the one to start the conversation. But regardless, we had to start somewhere. I decided to take the initiative.
“So,” I started, “When did you realize you were in love with him?”
Kaiba turned sharply to me, blue eyes narrowing ominously. “What the hell are you blabbering about, Yami?”
I ignored the look, not being intimidated. Foolish mortal. Instead, I raised an eyebrow.
“Stop pretending as if you have no idea what I’m talking about, Kaiba. Anyone with half a brain can figure that out. You’re not being exactly subtle in the way you stare at him, you know.” Seeing as I hadn’t been intimated by his icy stare, he turned back to the view. “I can see the hunger and need in your eyes each time you look at him.” I continued. I also turned back to stare at the natural visage laid before us.
“It’s very strange. You know, I can understand your apparent obsession in him, Kaiba.” I said, not turning to look at him as I spoke. “Because I feel that way about him, myself. I’ve never considered myself exclusively partial to males. But when I’m with him, when I hold him, gender doesn’t matter anymore. He’s….just….” I hesitated before continuing. “He’s just so fascinating to me.”
“He’s the kind of person that inspires trust and devotion from everyone around him.” Kaiba’s voice spoke quietly from beside me.
“Aa.” I agreed.
“You’re the same way, you know.”
“What?” I asked in surprise. “I don’t think so.” I snorted in disbelief. Well, I did have my suspicions, but it wouldn’t do to sound my own trumpet, would it?
“Hmm….I think there is something about you that just….makes people turn to you as leader. Charisma, it’s called.” Kaiba replied, folding his arms. “I’ve been told I have it, too. So does Yugi, for that matter. Though his is a lot more subtle and less overwhelming.”
So that’s why my beloved is always mobbed by children and animals. I shrugged. I suppose the person I loved most in the world would have his own magic all on his own. It didn’t bother me though.
Kaiba sighed. It was strange to hear such a sound coming from the great Kaiba Seto.
“I suppose I’ve always been attracted to him in some way. Ever since I discovered he played Duel Monsters….No, even before that. That was just a way to get closer to him.” Kaiba moved restlessly.
“He was very different from everyone in the class, no the whole school. And I’m not talking only about how he looks, either.” Kaiba sighed again, drawing his hands through his brown hair, eyes distant with memory.
“I think what drew me to him was his gentleness and quietness. Frankly, my hearing that his grandfather owned a Blue Eyes was just an excuse to get nearer him. Obviously, I got carried away in my greed and fucked up royally in that department.” He rolled his eyes in disgust as he recalled the memories of the past. “A great way to make an impression on the person you have a crush on.” Seto fell silent, turning again and staring absently at the lake.
I look at him from the corner of my eye. Frankly, I don’t know why I’m doing this. Why am I speaking about the person that matters most to me in the world to a person who is technically my rival? I suppose I’m jealous. Alright, I admit it. I’m insanely jealous of Kaiba. Not that I will ever, in a million years admit it. In fact, I’m so possessively jealous that I want to wring Kaiba’s damn neck. But of course, that will distress my gentle aibou.
He is everything I’m not….okay, not really. He was never Pharaoh, never mind his past life. But in the present, he’s handsome, scarily wealthy-okay, we are too, but it will take awhile for Yugi and I to reach that level of wealth-and only if I devote all my time to making money, which I don’t want to do, as it will cut into the time I spend with my love-little enough as it is. Kaiba can give Yugi anything in the world that he wants. But what can I give him, apart from my eternal love and devotion? My magic, which in itself is unreliable at best because of my fractured memories, my dueling skills, which are pretty much useless unless we have people that challenge us…..
/That’s all I’ll ever need, Yami-koi….Everything else isn’t important./
//Aibou! You’re awake!...Uhh…you didn’t happen to hear that, did you?
Ho
How embarrassing. I wasn’t my intention for my little love to hear my brief spot of self pity and insecurity.
My beloved Light giggled into our link. I can’t explain how sexy that sound is. I squirm very slightly, as I had become violently aroused, and I really didn’t feel like disgracing myself with Kaiba nearby. Won’t he find that amusing.
/I’m sorry, koi. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. The link was open./
//It’s quite alright, my love. Don’t mind me for indulging in a little bit of foolishness.//
/Why don’t you and Kaiba-kun come back? I miss you, and it’s getting a little late./
/Very well, aibou. I’m on my way./
Yugi’s presence in my mind faded away gently. The link was still open, but I could tell his attention was elsewhere. I refocus my eyes, only to find Kaiba staring at me very strangely.
“Oi, are you alright? Mokuba mentioned this to me once, but I thought he was kidding around. You were talking to Yugi, weren’t you?”
I stared up at him, eyebrows raised. I really dislike looking up at Kaiba. It’s enough that he’s so much taller than me. I really don’t need a visual reminder.
“Yeah, if you really need to know, I was.”
Kaiba snorted. “Telepathy? Are you trying to tell me,” his mouth twisted into a sneer, “That it’s magic? Don’t tell me you were taken in that hocus pocus rsh tsh that Ishizu Ishtar is into. I really thought you were better than that.”
This child is really beginning to annoy me. Mortals are so foolish at times. “Not it’s any concern of yours, but yes, it is magic. The magic of our Sennen Puzzle. Yugi and I share a consciousness, Kaiba. What other way is there to communicate with someone that shares your soul? After what you’ve seen and been through, I’m surprised you can still question the existence of magic.”
Kaiba scowled. “The things that Pegasus did to Mokuba and me was hypnosis. There is no such thing as magic! Even Ishizu Ishtar, sensible woman that she seems to be is taken in by that nonsense.”
Mortals really love to deceive themselves. Besides, the conversation is getting tedious. “Enough! I don’t have time to bandy words with you. If you want to argue about this, now is not the time. My aibou is awake, and it’s almost time for us to leave the park.” I turned on my heel, walking away from the tall brunette. I can feel him fuming from behind me and reluctantly following. I’m very sure he’s so not use peo people turning their back on him. He was the great Kaiba Seto after all. But I refuse to look back. Not that the emotion would ever show on his glacial face.
In actuality, I’m glad my aibou interrupted our conversation. If Kaiba had continued his explanation of why he chose my hikari of all people to fall in love with, (never mind that I was the one that asfor for the explanation!) (A/N: fickle, much? *snicker*) I would have happily relieved him of life. However, since I can’t kill him, I can make sure I piss him off every opportunity I get by beating him in duels and making sure he never get bel beloved Yugi. Ever.
I’m sure Yugi won’t approve of my malicious feelings.
But us jealous former Pharaohs have to get our kicks, somehow.
TBC…..
A/N: I know this chapter is a bit boring, but things heat up in the next chapter…..Our favorite little bishonen shows his true colors……*snicker*
I know, I know…I’m actually working on the next chapter of 15 Minute Dreaming…It’ll come out soon….I’m having some trouble editing it for content so thats acs acceptable of ff.net….Please pray I am able to do it….
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