The Clothes Make The Spirit | By : Amarin Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 5978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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‘I didn’t ask to be Pharaoh. But hey, if the crown fits…over all my freakishly spiked hair.’
A growl rumbled low in Yami’s throat. His entire being radiated anger on behalf of himself and his lover.
Yugi huffed. “There is nothing freaky about our hair,” he said petulantly.
Wadding up the T-shirt – black with yellow and red-edged lettering to imitate his and Yugi’s hair colors – Yami stuffed it into the dirty clothesbasket. “Tristan’s one to talk,” Yami spat, arms folding across his chest. “His hair spikes up oddly as well.”
“Yeah, but he only has the one,” Yugi pointed out petulantly.
Yami quirked a grin. “True, but at least neither of us is the one Bakura calls ‘Unicorn Boy,’ aibou.”
Yugi sniggered. “True.” He sobered. “But Kaiba calls us the hedgehog twins. I’m about ready to dye myself blue and go by the name Sonic just to get him to lay off.”
Cocking one raven brow at his lover, Yami gave vent to an inelegant snort. “I think that would only give him more fodder for his taunts, Yugi.”
“Yeah, but he might start calling us refugees from ‘Braveheart’…and I could live with being compared to Mel Gibson,” Yugi said, sighing dreamily.
Yami’s eye twitched. His lover had a penchant for American movies…which wouldn’t be so bad if he didn’t spend so much time talking about how cute the stars of said movies were.
The male stars, who looked nothing like him. It was enough to give even a former Pharaoh an inadequacy complex. After all, in this life he didn’t run his own country – like he did back in Egypt – or even have access to untold riches like he did back then, and like movies stars did presently.
Oh, it sucked being a has-been.
Noticing the heavy-lidded look of lust Yugi was currently shooting, Yami amended his former thought, But better a has-been than a never-was. Then not only would I have never met Yugi…he wouldn’t even have existed.
And with that slightly chilling thought, Yami pulled his lover into a heated kiss and proceeded to remove all thoughts of blond American movie stars from said lover’s mind.
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