Retrieving Destiny | By : Jeanne Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16688 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Summary: While assisting his grandfather on an
excavation in Egypt for their senior class trip, Yuugi and his friends unleash seven
powerful beings from their millennia-long imprisonment. These strange creatures, who
call themselves "darkness", will bring about a series of life-changing events
for the close-knit group of teenagers.
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"Niisama!
Jonouchi-nii!!!" an exuberant voice yelled loudly over the noisy crowd
followed immediately by female voice yelling:
"Oniichan! Seto-oniisan!"
Mokuba and Shizuka, the owners of the voices,
went tearing for their older brothers once they caught sight of Seto and Jonouchi exiting
the terminals. Leaping into their siblings arms, the pre-teen and young teenager
laughed happily as they were hugged by their brothers.
"Shizu-chan what are you doing here?!"
Jonouchi asked, stunned that his little sister was there to greet him for their arrival.
"Mokuba-chan picked me up this
afternoon," she explained as her brother sat her down, giving her another hug before
he finally let her go. "I got permission from Okaasan to stay over for a couple
nights," she told her big brother cheerfully.
"All right!" the blond cheered,
thrilled beyond words that his mother was allowing him and his sister time together.
It wasn't often that the two Jonouchi siblings were able to spend much time together,
since she lived in a different city and their mother was far too overprotective to let the
girl stay out of her sight for long.
Walking along side his brother, Mokuba gave his
brother a searching look. "Something's different about you," he said
finally.
Pleased by his little brother's observance, Seto
decided to feign ignorance anyway. "Different how?" he asked, handing his
bag to Isono.
"I'm not sure . . ." Mokuba finally
admitted after a moment. "But something changed while you were gone. It's
the same thing with Jonouchi-nii. He's definitely happier and there's something else
I can't put my finger on," the pre-teen stated honestly, "Something happened
while you were in Egypt didn't it?"
"Hnn. You're right Mokuba," Seto
admitted after a moment, "Something did happen, but you'll have to wait until we get
home before I explain anything. Its a far too long and complicated story to
tell in the limo. Katsuya and I WILL tell you
both when we get settled in at home," he promised, ruffling Mokuba's long, spiky,
dark blue locks.
((Your brother is quite observant,)) Seth
commented once the group of four had gotten into the limo.
((Yes, I'm very proud of him,)) Seto replied,
giving the pre-teen a gentle, proud smile
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Watching Anzu and Honda greet their parents, Mai
found herself wishing them the best of luck; she knew that it was going to be quite
difficult for the two teens to explain things to their parents. Out of all of the
teens, Anzu and Honda had seemed the most nervous about the upcoming confrontation and the
blonde student teacher couldn't help but worry for them. Before they had left, Mai
had been sure to give both teen's her address and phone number just in case, but that was
the most she could do for now.
((They will be fine. Hondo and Teana are
strong and they are not alone,)) Isis reassured her through their link as her hikari got
into the cab while the driver loaded her suitcases into the trunk.
Mai sighed, her yami was right, but still . . .
((I know they're strong, but I still worry about them. They're just kids and I know
it'll hurt them a lot to have their parent's reject them.))
((Have faith my light. Things will be
okay.))
Smiling, Mai leaned her head back against the
seat of the taxicab. ((I hope you're right, Isis. I really hope you're
right.))
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Ryou stifled a laugh as Malik made yet another
amazed exclamation over something else out the window. While the boys had been
waiting for an empty taxi, Ryou had learned that the Egyptian teen's older brother had
procured his friend an apartment in the same building as Ryou's. So of course it
only made sense for the two teenagers to travel together. Unfortunately, Ryou had
forgotten that Malik had never been outside of Egypt before. So now he was stuck
sharing a taxi with the over-excited teen who was acting as spastic and touristy as
Jonouchi had when they'd arrived in Cairo. It also didn't help that he could hear
Bakura making sarcastic comments the entire time in his head.
To Ryous relief they soon arrived at his
apartment building, Malik practically flying out of the cab to get a good look at the
outside of his new home. Then with luggage in hand, the two teens went inside, Ryou
offering to walk with the Egyptian to the manager's office.
"I'll go with you to make sure you get
everything you need from her," he said, knowing that the other teen was still
learning Japanese and might miss something important otherwise. Behind them, Marik
and Bakura appeared both wearing modern versions of their original outfits, wrapping their
arms around the teens' waists possessively. "Oh good!" Ryou chirped,
"We can introduce the two of you as well since you'll be living with us," he
stated, leading the way with a bit of difficulty with Bakura attached to his middle.
Coming to the manager's officer door Ryou knocked briskly before entering with the three
Egyptians close behind.
"Konnichi wa, manager-san!" the
silver-haired teen greeted the middle-aged woman cheerfully. "I've come with
your new tenant Malik Ishtar!"
"Hello Ryou-chan! How was your
trip?" she asked, after pausing to greet Malik politely then going to look for his
key.
"It was a lot of fun and I made some new
friends," he told her smiling happily.
"I can see that," she said, giving a
knowing grin to the teen who blushed both at the implications and his lack of manners.
"I'm sorry! Manager-san, the man
behind me is Bakura Wati (1) and the one holding Malik is Marik Wosret (2), theyre
our boyfriends."
The woman laughed as she started shooing the boys
out of the office, "I figured that last part out myself, Ryou-chan. Talk about
your ultimate souvenir, eh?"
Ryou turned bright red and buried his face in his
hands while the others shared a friendly laugh at his expense.
"Now, I didn't know Malik-chan was your
friend when I did this, but I gave him the apartment across from yours," she
explained while the group rode up in the elevator. Arriving on the fourth floor, she
led them down the hallway and unlocked the door, then handed the key to Malik. "Now the apartment comes fully furnished,
complete with major appliances, and there are washing machines downstairs which Ryou can
show you later. This isn't a hostel so there's no curfew, but if you're going to be
out late, all I ask is that you're quiet coming home so you don't disturb the other
tenants."
Malik smiled and thanked the woman, bowing
properly in respect. The manager bowed in return leaving the two teens and their
yami's alone.
"Well, I'll let you two get settled in,
"Ryou said leading his darkness towards the door. "I've got to show Bakura
around my apartment before the jet lag sets in."
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Catching sight of Hanasaki's parent's turned out
to be rather simple. The two adults bore such a striking resemblance to his light
that Dartz couldn't help but wonder if they too were reincarnations. Waving
cheerfully to his parents Tomoya swallowed down his fear and headed over, being sure to
keep hold of his daughter's hand, with Dartz holding the other. They both knew how
excited the girl was about the prospect of getting a grandfather and a grandmother, but
neither of her parents wanted to startle the adults too early.
"Hello, 'kaasan, otousan!" he greeted
his parent's smiling brightly up at them.
Confused that their son was greeting them with a
strange man and child accompanying him, both of their reactions were a bit muted, but they
still managed to greet their son and his guests politely.
Finally, the orange-haired teen plunged in head
first, "Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend Dartz and our daughter, Chris," he
told them, grateful when both his husband and child wrapped a comforting arm around him.
Both the teen's parents gaped openly at their son
for a long moment. Neither one had known that their son was gay, yes there had been
times when they had suspected but still, to have him come out in a public place was quite
the surprise. More to the point, he had come out to them with a beautiful man at his
side, one he must have met during his trip and looked to be a several years older than he
was. A man who apparently already had a daughter that their son had adopted?
Confused, it was his mother who asked the first
question, "Tomoya, did you just say that Chris was your daughter?" When
her son nodded and gave the small girl a loving smile, the woman knew one thing for
sure: her son was serious about what he was telling them. Smiling at the
little girl, she got down on her knees, "Would you like to give your grandmother a
hug?" she asked, opening her arms to the child.
Giggling happily, the gray-eyed child launched
herself into her grandmother's arms and hugged her tightly. Pulling back a bit, the
older woman took a good look at the girl, noticing that oddly enough, especially in the
eyes, the child seemed to share a lot of features with her son.
While mother and granddaughter became acquainted,
Tomoya smiled nervously at his father. "I know this all seems strange Dad but I
promise when we get home I'll explain everything."
"Everything?" his father asked, giving
Dartz an odd look. There was just something different about the aqua-haired man
holding onto his son.
"Everything," Tomoya promised, knowing
that this would a long, convoluted discussion that he really hoped would be over dinner.
Jet lag was beginning to set in and he was really looking forward to a nap in his
own bed.
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"Tadaima (3)!" Yuugi caroled as he
followed his grandfather into the shop, suitcases in tow. Even though they were the
only ones who lived there, Yuugi was so happy to be home that he couldn't help but call
out. Appearing next to his cheerful light, Atem pulled the small teen into his arms
and kissed him deeply. Yuugi in turn, dropped his suitcase and twined around his
beloved darkness to return the gesture.
Chuckling and shaking his head, Sugoroku locked
the door and headed upstairs to drop off his own luggage and give the teens a bit of
privacy.
The two boys were so wrapped up in one another
that didn't even notice his exit. Finally pulling away, Yuugi moved to nuzzle his
nose into the crook of Atem's neck, enjoying the other male's heady personal scent.
"So this is your home?" Atem asked, a
bit confused by the colorful game boxes and other items that adorned the shelves of the
room they were standing in. This didnt
look like any dwelling hed ever seen before.
Pulling away, Yuugi smiled up at the former
pharaoh, "Not exactly. This is just the shop my grandfather runs," he
explained, reluctantly pulling away to pick his suitcase back up. "Our home is
upstairs," he said, leading the yami to the curtained-off stairs behind the
register. Opening the door at the top, Yuugi ushered Atem inside to reveal a homey
living room. In the background, Yuugi could hear his grandfather moving around in
the kitchen, hopefully making something for dinner.
Still smiling Yuugi gave his mate a short,
impromptu tour of his new home, "There's a kitchen to the right, a bathroom down the
hall, and three bedrooms." Taking Atem's hand he led the other teen down the
hall, pointing out his grandfather's room and the guest room before taking him to his
own. The simple room contained a bed, desk, and dresser for furnishings, there was a
skylight that opened up to the roof, and what turned out to be a rather large closet
filled with clothes and games. The whole room seemed to reflect the bright teen's
exuberant personality to a T.
Pulling his pharaoh into a hug, Yuugi sighed
happily. "Welcome home Atem, my beloved darkness."
Picking up his happy light and earning himself a
squeal in the process, Atem carried his light over to the twin bed situated against the
wall. Placing the teen down carefully, he crawled on top of his hikari, chuckling
darkly as a deep blush covered the teen's face. He loved how shy and innocent his
light still was and wondered if he would always be that way. Giving the teen a
chaste kiss, he pulled away and settled down comfortably on top of the boy, being careful
not to put too much weight on the smaller male. Resting his head down on Yuugi's
chest, he wrapped his arms around the teen's waist and closed his bright crimson
eyes. ((It is good to be home, antyw mry akhu,)) he told his light who curled
his own arms around Atem's shoulders in return, closing his amethyst eyes, content to be
in the arms of the one he loved.
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1 - ancient Egyptian for rebel
2 ancient Egyptian for powerful
one
3 - Japanese greeting when returning
home
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November 30, 2008
-edited May 30, 2009
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