[fic] Theme 029 "Grass", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yami/Yuugi; PG-13}
Happy birthday to psychotic_tofu, although I think she's fallen out of the Yuugiou fandom. u.u
As well, my mom's back today, so I'm happy!
Has anyone noticed that I always update on a Wednesday? Haha.
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 029.
Genre: Humour/Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Yuugi/Yami, mention of Rebecca/Yuugi and Anzu/Yami
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: Jealousy can be an amusing thing when you’re on the receiving end, contrary to popular belief.
Disclaimer: I still don’t have the copyrights, gosh darnit! D:
Spoilers: DOMA series, I guess.
Warnings: Content adapted from episode 147 (DOMA arc). Don’t take it that seriously, okay?
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“If you are tired, you can always relax and sleep, aibou. I can wake you up if it gets too late.”
“I’m trying, mou hitori no boku, I really am,” Yuugi heaved a light sigh, barely audible at all. “But I can’t...there’s just so much running through my mind right now I can’t seem to stop and breathe.” He threw his arms into the air in a defeated manner, and then, not able to support even his own weight anymore, stretched out on the grass. His eyes closed, enjoying the sunlight that heated up his face. It seemed like a very long time since he’s had any time to recline like this...
“You worry about so much, aibou, it’s not fair,” Yami exhaled softly into the shell of his ear, and although as a spirit he did not need air, the gesture effectively sent shivers down Yuugi’s spine.
“Well, you always worry a lot too...”
“That is different.”
“How’s that any different? Let me share your burdens, mou hitori no boku, it’s not nice to keep secrets even from your aibou.” He unconsciously yanked out some grass by their roots. “Whoops.”
Yami laughed. “Since you are obviously quite troubled already, why not tell me? I am sure, within my maze of a soul room, I will be able to hide them from you.”
Yuugi opened one eye and smiled lazily. “Thanks, mou hitori no boku, that’s really sweet, but...you are perfectly aware that I can always barge in and they’ll jump me?”
He frowned at this. “It looks like some rooms will be in need of extra sets of locks and keys, just for my nosy aibou.” He tapped him on the nose. Again, his transparency prevented him from physically touching his host, but the action was enough; Yuugi scrunched up his nose, partially irritated and amused, like always. Cuteness, he had long ago decided ever since meeting face-to-face back in Duelist Kingdom, should be banned from his already very adorable Light.
“So what is on your mind?” He ventured again, after a moment of silence. It was nice, and Yami felt a bit guilty for breaking it.
“What Professor Hopkins told us earlier at the museum,” Yuugi’s eye had closed again, a small smile making its way across his face, clearly taking pleasure in being so close to his Darkness. “Ignoring the fact that the God cards have been stolen, Atlantis has such a fascinating history and I want to learn more about it...”
The taller hummed and pressed closer - as close as he could anyway, without sinking in and blending with his host; peering sideways, he was surprised to see his partner’s cheeks dusted with pink. “Aibou?”
“Yeah?”
“You are...blushing.” He raised an eyebrow while propping himself up to stare down at Yuugi.
“Am I?” The younger asked absently, eyes still closed, twirling a strand of grass between his fingers.
At the lack of a real response, he was seized with a sudden frightening idea, and Yami hesitantly pulled back. Feeling the presence beside him shift farther, Yuugi opened his eyes and stared upwards. “Mou hitori no boku?”
But Yami stayed silent, a hand slowly reaching up to his right cheek, while his eyes shone with apprehension, surprise, guilt, and...jealousy?
“What is it, mou hitori no boku?” Yuugi insisted, sitting up and turning a concerned face at him.
‘Dammit, he’s using those eyes of his!’ Knowing it was useless to fight - and he could never lie to his Light - he asked, quite bluntly, “Are you thinking of Rebecca?”
Yuugi blinked, and then a violent surge of colour went up his face. He spluttered, but Yami cut him off. “I knew it! Was it that kiss? That brat, who does she think she is-”
“Mou hitori no boku, that’s not nice! She’s not a brat!”
“But she kissed you!”
Yuugi stared at the spirit, bewildered, until a thought struck him. He slowly grinned. “Mou hitori no boku...” he drawled. “Don’t tell me you feel threatened by Rebecca.”
Yami paused in mid-fume-muttering, and it was his turn to splutter indignantly at the accusation. “I do not feel threatened!”
“Sure, mou hitori no boku, sure,” Yuugi was smirking by now. “But who are you to deny her smartness? She’s five years younger than me, and she’s in college already! I’m still in my second year of high school...it’s a pity, really.” He tapped his chin thoughtfully. “And she’s so talented-American champion of Duel Monsters...you don’t meet a girl like that everyday! Did you notice how warm she was-”
“AIBOU!”
Yuugi tried to muffle his laughter against his sleeve, but it was proving to be hard to accomplish. Yami was gaping at him, devastated and so utterly horrified at the prospect of his ‘sweet aibou’ being so taken with a younger girl.
“But,” he looked up from his sleeve, pulling himself into a straight face once more, “She’s not really my type. So don’t worry, mou hitori no boku, the only competition you’ll probably have is from Anzu-”
Yami groaned.
“Actually, scratch that, it didn’t make much sense. It should be the other way around: the only competition for me is Anzu. Oh no,” he gasped mockingly at this new piece of information. “What if my Pharaoh in Shining Leather likes her?” He laughed, the bottled up amusement having exploded at the look on Yami’s face. Horror had found its way on his face again, this time mixed with incredulity.
“Aibou,” he growled.
“We should go home now, Jii-chan’ll get worried about where we are,” he ignored Yami’s grumble and dusted off the grass that stuck to his pants. “Coming, mou hitori no boku?”
“Yes, but I will be in control of your body,” he commanded, “to ward off any more brats.”
“Great!” Yuugi agreed brightly. “That’ll give me more time to think.”
“Aibou...” he started warningly.
“About Atlantis and how we’re getting back the God cards!”
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 989
Authoress Notes: I know they’re supposed to be more heavy-hearted than this, after losing their God cards and hearing voices from ‘who-knows-where’ (at that point anyway) and all, but I couldn’t resist. (bows head)