University Daze | By : Kali Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Warnings: Ok, I’m not going to repeat myself every single chapter so too
bad. This chapter: Not much…language?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 3 – Happy Birthday! We hope.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At three o’clock the next afternoon, a sleek, black, stretch limo
bearing Kaiba Corp. license plates pulled up in front of the game shop.
“Wow!” Yugi exclaimed, staring
down at the car from the living room window.
“I guess we won’t be walking to Kaiba’s!
“Hand me the scissors, please, aibou.”
Yami was wrapping their gift to Mokuba.
“Here. Oh, there’s the
door!” Yugi dashed down the stairs to
the game shop’s front doors.
His best friend, Joey, was waiting there, a wide smile of greeting on
his face as Yugi let him in.
“Hey, Yug! Quite the set of
wheels, huh?”
“Yeah! I wasn’t expecting Kaiba
to send a limo for us—or anything else for that matter.”
“I bet Mokuba talked him into it.”
Joey shrugged. “But hey! The car’s nearly as spiffy as you! You know Yugi, I think your dark-half is
beginning to rub off on you.”
Yugi blushed and stared at his feet.
“He really likes leather clothes.”
“Especially on you, aibou.”
Yami’s voice said from behind Yugi.
He stood leaning against the counter, a slightly wicked smile on his
face. They were both wearing tight
leather pants—black—and sleeveless shirts—also leather, but Yami’s was crimson
and Yugi’s was dark blue. And of
course, the Millennium Puzzle hung around both their necks. Also, they each wore dueling belts, fully
loaded, as it were, with their decks.
Yami also wore his gold wristbands.
“Well, I’d say ya both look dangerous.”
Joey laughed when Yugi blushed harder.
“Dangerous or not, we’d better get a move on.”
Yugi locked up behind them and they got into the limo. Mai, Tristan, Serenity, Duke Devlin, and a
strange girl Yugi had never met before greeted him and Yami.
“Hello!” Yugi greeted her,
holding out his hand.
She smiled shyly and took his hand.
“Hello.”
“Yugi, Yami, this is my cousin, Kala.”
(A/N: the O/C who could be a
love interest for Kaiba ;) ) Mai
introduced them. “Kala, this is Yami,
and Yugi.”
“Are you visiting?” Yugi
asked. He didn’t know Mai had any
relatives. (A/N: neither did I so I
made it up)
Kala shook her head. “I’ve come
to live with Mai while I’m in University.”
“Really? Hey, great! We’ll be going to Domino University, too!”
“Except me.” Serenity
added. “I’ve still got a couple years
of high school left.”
“So, have you picked out your courses yet, Yugi?” Duke wanted to know. “I’m going for business.”
“I’ve decided on archeology.”
Yugi glanced at Yami.
“Egyptology of course.”
Everyone laughed, except Kala who couldn’t know what was so funny.
Mai, grinning, patted her cousin’s knee. “It’s a long story, Kala.
I’ll tell you about it sometime.”
“Are we picking up the others?”
Yami inquired. There was still
plenty of room in the limo.
“Nope.” Tristan shook his head,
his arm around Serenity’s shoulders.
“The driver said he’d already picked up and dropped off everyone else.”
Yugi and Yami both winced.
“Oh Ra! What was Kaiba
thinking?” Yugi groaned. “He knows Marik and Bakura would
rather kill each other than breathe the same air.”
Yami was frowning. “I hope Ryou
and Malik can keep the peace. At least
until we get there.”
“Do they have some sort of grudge?”
Kala asked, clueless.
Mai sighed. “Unfortunately. Some people can’t forgive and forget.” She looked at her cousin’s confused face. “It’s part of that long story I mentioned.”
“Oh.”
“Looks like we’re here.”
Serenity said as the car slid to a halt in front of Kaiba’s mansion.
“Let’s go!” Yugi slid out first,
Yami right behind, followed by the others.
Walking up the steps, Kala leaned over and whispered to Joey, “Are those
two brothers, Joey?”
The blond boy miss-stepped at her question and went down hard on his
knees. “Oh no. Not at all.”
“But they’re nearly identical.”
She said, disbelievingly.
“You think they look alike? Wait
until you meet the others.” Before Joey
could explain about Millennium Items, their possessors, hikaris and yamis, and
everything else, the doors opened and there stood the young CEO of Kaiba
Corporation.
“Good puppy.” Seto Kaiba’s cold
blue gaze smirked down at Joey, who had yet to get up off the stairs. “Kneeling before your Master in greeting?”
Joey leaped to his feet, turning an angry red. Yugi shook his head and stepped between them.
“Come on, Seto. Don’t start that
again.”
“Down, Joey. Ignore him.” Mai slapped a manicured hand on her
boyfriend’s chest in warning. “You don’t
want to ruin Mokuba’s party.”
Kaiba shrugged and waved everyone inside. “Come on in. Everyone is
that way.” He gestured at two huge
doors that were wide open. “The party’s
in the grand ballroom.”
Kala, who had never been inside a house this big, stared in awe at her
surroundings. Kaiba noticed her looking
around and frowned.
“Who are you?”
She turned to look at him and was struck by the icy blue glare he
directed at her. He was really
handsome, in a cold-as-a-glacier-type of way.
“I…my name is Kala. I’m Mai’s
cousin.” She swallowed and introduced
herself.
He studied her for a moment. She
was pretty. Not an in-your-face beauty
like Mai, and not as subdued as Serenity.
Certainly not exotic like Ishizu and Isis. But a normal-pretty. Her
hair was a silky, wavy mass of chestnut brown and her eyes were a soft
green. She wasn’t tall; she only came
up to Kaiba’s shoulders. And she had a
willowy figure. She wore a simple green
and flowered sundress, and her feet were bare.
(A/N: shoes came off at the door, of course.)
He shrugged off his train of thought and motioned her to the
ballroom. “Whatever.”
Yami and Yugi were speaking to Isis and Ishizu by the table that was
heaped with gifts. Tristan, Duke, Joey,
and Mai were not far away, laughing at something Malik was saying to Ryou, who
was blushing furiously. Mokuba was
showing Serenity something, and Marik and Bakura were glaring at each other
from across the room.
Kala and Kaiba walked over to Mokuba and Serenity.
After several minutes of conversation, one in particular grabbed
everyone’s attention.
“I challenge you!” Marik had
crossed the room and was met halfway by Bakura.
Mokuba, Serenity, Kaiba and Kala had just joined the group by the table
when that yell resounded in the room.
Kaiba scowled. “Aren’t they over
that yet?”
Ishizu closed her eyes. “I
wish.”
Malik and Ryou, who could hear their respective Yami’s thoughts through
their links, were both sheet white and beginning to panic.
“You want to go, asshole? All
right. Name the game.” Bakura went nose to nose with his rival.
“A Shadow Game.” Marik grinned
evilly and his Millennium Rod, sticking out of his belt at his back, began to
glow.
The Millennium Ring suddenly appeared around Bakura’s neck and it, too,
began to glow.
Joey groaned. “Here we go. They couldn’t be that stupid.”
Even Kaiba began to look worried when an eerie black fog began to fill
the room.
Kala, not really paying attention to whom she was getting close to,
stepped up closer to him. “What’s going
on?” She asked. “What’s a Shadow Game?”
Kaiba blinked and looked down at her.
“Hasn’t anyone told you what you’ve gotten messed up in?”
“I don’t understand.”
He sighed. “No time to
explain.” He turned his gaze to Yugi
and Yami, who was frowning. Their gazes
met, held, then broke as Yami sighed and muttered, “Why me?”
“We can’t let them do it, Yami.”
Yugi pointed out. “Besides that,
they’re breaking your rules.”
“I know, aibou. You know, you
and Ishizu should have let me banish those two to the Shadow Realm when I had
the chance.” He scowled at Marik and
Bakura.
Ryou, Malik, and Ishizu were giving him pleading looks now. Ryou was clinging to Yugi, who tried to
reassure his friend, and Malik and Ishizu had gone down on one knee before
Yami.
“Oh, stop that.” He said,
irritably. “Alright! Alright!”
Yami walked up to the two furious spirits.
Marik was just reaching for the Rod when Yami’s voice stopped him.
“Touch that and you’ll never use that hand again.”
“Stay out of it, Yami! This is
between me and him.” Marik growled.
Ishizu groaned. Malik passed
out, crashing to the floor. Kaiba shook
his head. “Stupid Marik.”
Very stupid because it was enough to piss Yami off. The Puzzle began to glow, its light
swallowing up the invading Shadows.
Yugi winced. It was bad enough
when Yami was annoyed, but Marik had forgotten to whom he was speaking. Even Bakura had known better than to say
anything.
“Well, Tombrobber? Are we
dueling or do you concede?”
“Is he insane?” Joey asked,
wide-eyed.
Before Bakura could answer, however, Yami had stepped between them. His eyes flashed from ruby to crimson and
his own power was a silent wind, ruffling his hair and clothes. And on his forehead, the eye of Ra, the
symbol of Millennium magic and Yami’s own Power, glowed like a captive star.
Those crimson eyes narrowed and Marik was suddenly thrown back by an
unseen force. He slammed up against the
far wall and hung there, feet dangling.
Kala gasped in shock. ‘What was
going on?’ she wondered, a little afraid.
Kaiba absently took her hand and squeezed reassuringly.
Ishizu and Isis were hovering over Malik and watching Yami with twin
expressions of anxiety. Bakura had
backed off and was kneeling behind Yami, head bent, reassuring Ryou through
their link that he was not going to do anything stupid, having realized
the mistake he’d nearly made.
Yugi pulled Ryou over to Bakura and stood there, waiting patiently and
calmly for his Darkness to finish Marik’s pointed lesson.
Marik was glaring daggers at Yami, struggling to pull himself free.
“I think you need to be reminded of a few things. First, what did I say about Shadow
Games?” When Marik just continued to
glare, Yami flicked a wrist and Marik’s head snapped back. “Answer!”
It was then that sanity returned to Marik and he began to realize what
he’d done. (A/N: what sanity there is left, anyway)
“No more Shadow Games.” He said,
quietly. “Gods, what have I done?”
“Thankfully, nothing too serious.”
Yami released Marik, slowly lowering him to the floor. “Insulting me wasn’t one of your smarter
ideas, you know.”
Marik sank to his knees in total submission. (A/N: Ok, so it’s
creative license here!) “Forgive me, my
Pharaoh. I let my temper get the best
of me. I wasn’t thinking.”
Kala blinked. “Pharaoh?”
“Uh, yeah. Yami is…was an ancient
Egyptian King 5,000 years ago. It has
to do with the Millennium Items, you see.”
Joey tried to explain.
“It’s part of that long story.”
Mai put in.
“Someone’s going to have to tell me this ‘long story’. And soon.”
Yami sighed. “See that it doesn’t
happen again, Marik. Go to your
Light. The poor boy needs you.”
“Malik!” Marik got up and
hurried over to his Light, scooping him up.
“As for you, Tombrobber,” Yami approached Bakura and stared down at him,
arms crossed over his chest. “What do
you have to say for yourself?”
“I lost my head for a minute.
Sorry.” He winced when Ryou
smacked him upside the head. “I mean,
I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”
Yami grunted. “Don’t do it
again.” He let Yugi take his hand and
pull him away to go over to Kaiba and Mokuba.
“Nice.” Was all Kaiba said.
“It’s like having children.”
Yami sighed. “Once in a while
they forget who’s in charge.”
“Sorry, Mokuba, for almost ruining everything.” Came Bakura’s reluctant apology. Ryou was nudging him, smiling.
“It’s ok. Besides, all good
parties need a fight.”
“Mokuba!” Kaiba stared down at
his little brother.
“Oh, come on Seto! Lighten up.”
The party continued without further incident, except for the
disagreement that began when Marik and Malik argued over who got to give Mokuba
their gift.
After an extravagant feast and a little more conversation, everyone
began going their separate ways.
As Joey, Mai, Serenity, and Kala were leaving, Mokuba pulled Kala aside.
“Kala, I think my brother likes you.”
He said.
She blushed. “Oh, I don’t
think…”
“No really! He watched you all
day. He only does that when something
or someone interests him.”
“Come on Kala!” Mai yelled from
the door.
“Uh, thanks for everything!
Happy Birthday Mokuba!” Kala
hurried off before the boy could say anything more about Kaiba.
They had been the last to leave.
Mokuba turned to gather up his presents and ran straight into his older
brother.
“Oof. Sorry Seto! I didn’t know you were there.”
“I figured that. Tell me, little
brother, since when have you played matchmaker?” Kaiba raised an eyebrow.
“Oh. You heard.” Mokuba shuffled his feet.
“I can get my own dates, thank-you.”
Kaiba ruffled the younger boys hair and began climbing the stairs to go
to his office.
“She likes you too, Seto!”
Mokuba yelled after him, grinning and running off.
**************************************
Authoress’
Notes: ^-^
I like the whole ‘Millennium Powers’ thing so I just had to play with
that some… besides! It features in
quite prominently in this fic. And yes,
I know Marik’s a little OOC… creative license!
shrugs. R/R!
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo