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Let me be with you	By : PixieDust291 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1709 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter six

By Pixiedust291

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                The morning was crisp, and full of frost. Some leftover snow had frozen to the naked trees. Birds chirped as they flew and swooped to gather the insects they found. The sun was out, which was rather surprising because it was winter, and the sun hardly ever showed its glistening baldness then. Yami groaned as the beams blinded him through his window. He cringed, and opened his eyes, glaring at the transparent glass. He contemplated about how maybe he should get one of those folded, fabric window blinds, though ultimately he dismissed the thought. He rolled over, sighed, and closed his eyes once more.

                “Did you have a good sleep?” a voice whispered.

                Yami grinned into his pillow. “Yes, I did.” His eyes opened and absorbed an image of Yugi, in nothing but briefs, sitting cross-legged in front of him. Yami blinked, then yelped and fell out of his bed. A second later, his head popped up over the side again. He felt extremely foolish for forgetting that Yugi had slept with him the previous night. Yugi looked at Yami in utter bewilderment.

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                Yami placed his bowl of instant ramen in the microwave, and turned to the calendar on his refrigerator. He didn’t have class today, so he should probably go see Jonouchi and tell him what had happened last night, minus all the undressing and nosebleeds. He fingered the date on the calendar absently. He hadn’t meant to bring Jonouchi into all this, though he had to admit Jonouchi was being helpful… and perverted. His thoughts then wandered to Yugi. How could the boy have a heartbeat if he was a machine? This reminded him of that anime he watched not too long ago. If he remembered correctly, the character’s name was Chise, and she was from the show… Saikano? However, Yami severely doubted that Yugi was a military experiment designed to destroy the world. The microwave beeped, and he retracted the steaming cup. He blew on the noodles and was about to take a bite when Yugi caught his attention. The blond was simply staring out the window at the tree in front of the apartment complex. Yugi was acting like the tree was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

                “Something catch your eye?” Yami asked.

                “What is that?”

                “What is what?”

                “That white powder?”

                Yami’s brows furrowed. “It’s snow.”

                “Snow?”

                “Have you never seen snow before?”

                “I am aware of what snow is, but I’ve never seen it,” Yugi explained.

                A knock sounded at the door, alerting Yami, before Jonouchi entered and called, “Hey Yami! Got some good news!” Dark Magician Girl was sitting on his shoulder as usual, and today she was dressed in a pink, playboy bunny outfit.

                Yami stared at the small girl. “Um, Jonouchi… should I be worried about your fascination with making your persocom wear erotic clothes?”

                “I don’t know what you mean by that,” Jonouchi answered in genuine confusion. Then his face contorted into a scowl as his mind fully understood Yami’s implication. “No, Yami, I’m not like that, you sick perv. The mobile units are not programmed for those functions. Besides, you’re one to talk, Mr. I-make-my-male-persocom-dress-in-girl’s-clothes.”

                “That was you!” Yami protested. He rolled his eyes, not wanting an argument. “So, what news do you have for me?”

                Jonouchi sat down at the counter. “I looked up a chat forum yesterday on the history and manufacturing of persocoms. I was able to get a hit on a man that deals in making custom persocoms. He’s very good at his work, but his merchandise costs twice as much as the factory products. However, his are more reliable, and never go out of fashion, and his persocoms adjust to their environments. I called him up and explained our situation. Don’t worry, I’m sure he can be trusted. I’ve set up a meeting for you to see him later this afternoon. Maybe he can work out what the hell your persocom is.”

                Yami’s gaze turned to Yugi, who was still gazing out the window. “I’m not sure he’s a persocom at all, Jonouchi.”

                “What do you mean?”

                “I think he might be part human. I felt his chest last night, and he has a heartbeat.”

                Jonouchi didn’t say anything, but his head turned to look at Yugi. “If that’s true, Yami, then the fewer people who know about this, the better.”

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                Yami put on his shoes, and sighed. It was a quarter past ten, so he was sure he wouldn’t be late to meet whoever this guy was. He tapped his toes on the tile, before turning to Yugi. The boy already had his shoes on, and was waiting patiently. He was wearing one of Yami’s black t-shirts, and a pair of faded blue jeans. Yami himself was wearing much the same attire, except he wore a red shirt. Yami smiled, and extended his hand. “Come on, let’s go meet this man.” Yugi nodded, and happily clasped the hand. Yami had half-expected Yugi to let go as soon as they descended the stairs, but the boy persisted, and didn’t show any signs of stopping. They exited the building, and walked into the courtyard.

                “Well, hello Yami,” came a wavering male voice.

Yami looked to the side to see Mr. Mouto, the manager of the apartment complex, sweeping off some of the snow drifts from the porch. “Oh, good morning, Mr. Mouto,” Yami bowed, Yugi bowing at his side.

                “My, is this a friend of yours?” Mr. Mouto smiled at Yugi.

                “Oh, this is my persocom. Yugi, I’d like you to meet Mr. Mouto.”

                Yugi bowed again. “The pleasure is all mine.”

                Mr. Mouto seemed delighted by this. “Are you boys off to class?”

                “No, we’re… going to see a friend.”

                “Oh. Well, take care of yourself. By the way, I’m going to be making some brownies later on today. Would you like me to make a batch for you?”

                “Yes, that would be great. I love brownies. Thanks you.” Yami beamed as he walked away.

                They walked a few blocks, before Yugi spoke. “What is a brownie?”

                “A brownie? Um, it’s an American treat. I guess you could compare it to… chocolate cake,” Yami tried to explain.

                They walked for several blocks before Yugi asked “Do you like American food?”

                “Well, I suppose. I mean, who doesn’t like hamburgers or french-fries? But what I like the most are the sweets. The things they make with chocolate are delicious,” Yami laughed and looked at Yugi, who was giving him a bemused expression. He sighed, and took out the map from his pocket. From what the scribble said, the house should be around here…

Yami gaped at the mansion that stood before him. This couldn’t be the- It was! Yami gulped. Geez, Jonouchi had said that the guy made custom persocoms. He should have known that the man would probably be rich. Yami walked up to the intercom and pushed the button.

                A female voice rang out, and stated “Hello, Satellite Persocom Services. Who is calling?”

                “Um, my name is Yami. I was-”

                “Oh yes, we heard you were coming. Please, enter.”

                The doors buzzed and then opened. Yami nearly fainted when he saw what was inside. Four life-size persocoms with metal ears stood in the doorway. One was dressed as a cat girl, another as a French maid, and the other two were twin playboy models in bathing suits. Yami gulped and took a step back, a little intimidated. “Don’t get so bothered. It’s just a few persocoms,” came a rugged male voice. Yami looked up. On the winding staircase behind the women stood a man in his early twenties. He had spiky black hair with yellow streaks, crystal blue eyes, and yellow tattoo that started at his left eye and curved down his cheek. He was dressed in n black shirt with a red symbol on it and loose fitting jeans, with brown boots. Yami gulped. Usually the dark mechanic look was not his type, but for some reason on this man it worked. “My name is Yusai Fudo. Jonouchi says you need my help,” Yusai spoke in a clear voice. He then looked to his persocoms. “Attend to him. I will meet you in the dining room.” The persocoms nodded, and walked towards Yami. Slender arms wrapped around his legs, and breasts were pushed against his body. Yami froze, a blush creeping onto his cheeks from the embarrassment. He had never really been comfortable around women.

Yami struggled. “N-no, I-it’s quite… Hey, no- Stop! That tickles! Wow!” He fell to the ground. They took off his shoes his shoes and jacket, then departed. He sighed from his place on the ground, and looked up at Yugi. He got no friendly welcome there, as the boy was glaring at him and looking as if her were about to cry.

                “What’s gotten you so angry?” Yami questioned.

                “‘I’m into love first,’” Yugi imitated him. “Well, you seemed to be amicable enough when those persocoms started being all affectionate.”

                Yami’s eyes grew wide. “What are you talking about? I was screaming. You can’t seriously be angry at me for that. I had no idea they were even going to do that.”

                Yugi cast his eyes down at the ground. He sniffed “Alright, I’m sorry.”

                Yami raised a brow. “Were you… jealous?” Yugi’ cheeks grew pink, and he looked away. Yami smiled as he shook his head and stroked a hand through Yugi’s hair, cupping his cheek. “Hey,” he whispered “have some faith in me.”

                Yusai watched this with growing curiosity. “Come on up. We have much to discuss, I see.”

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:Additional Notes:

Saikano - an anime, manga, and OVA series by Shin Takahashi.
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