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nike_victory who wanted Yami/Yugi, and the line of "Why did you do that?" Since I am also on a YGO kick, I'm happy. It's not as long as the others, as 367 words, but I really enjoyed it. It's got a few Fanon things in it, such as Yami being called Yami, and him having a solid enough body outside of Yugi to play, but deal with it. Also, I've only read up to the 5th volume of the manga, but I tried to do this as best as I could. Still, as with all my fics, I'm sure some OOC abounds. Enjoy.
With a triumphant yell, Yami Yugi managed to lay down the winning card to his online poker game. “Take that, foolish Americans who thought they could beat me!”
“Yami,” growled a soft voice. “It’s the middle of the night. Go to sleep. You don’t need to take up every challenge that comes your way.” Yugi snorted softly. “Never thought I’d say this, but there’s more to life than games.”
There didn’t seem to be any indication that his darker half heard him, as the spirit was too busy muttering rude comments about how Americans were sore loses sometimes.
That changed as a hand wrapped itself in the tri-color hair and yanked Yami’s head back. Eyes wide with shock, Yami opened his mouth to protest, only to be silenced by warm lips covering his own. When Yugi finally pulled away, he gave Yami a lazy smile.
“Why did you do that?” Yami whined, rubbing his scalp.
“You were ignoring me.”
“No I wasn’t. Anyway, giving kisses like that are just going to encourage me to ignore you.”
That comment earned Yami an eye roll. “You weren’t ignoring me?”
“No, I wasn’t. You were talking about life not being all about games. And,” Yami grinned. “You are wrong.”
Yugi sighed and flopped back onto his bed. “How so, oh great and wise pharaoh?”
The bed shifted as Yami joined him. Brushing a kiss across Yugi’s forehead, the spirit settled back far enough to look into his aibou’s eyes.
“Yugi means “game,” right?”
A small nod. The confusion in his eyes told Yami that Yugi had no idea where this was going.
“Well, you,” Yami traced his fingers across Yugi’s cheek, “are my life. Therefore, my life is a game.”
Silence for a moment as Yugi mulled over that. Then he smiled, the same blinding smile that made Yami want to snuggle the human. And cuddle, and strip, and….
Another kiss broke that line of thought. “You,” Yugi purred, “are a goof.”
Yami smirked. “Yes. But, Aibou, I’m a goof who won.”
With a mock growl, Yugi pounced Yami. “No, Yami. I won.”
This time it was Yami who pulled Yugi down for a kiss. And a little bit more.
Anyway, request more drabbles. Next up is the one foriapetusneume for Saiyuki. Yippie! My biggest fandom!
nike_victory who wanted Yami/Yugi, and the line of "Why did you do that?" Since I am also on a YGO kick, I'm happy. It's not as long as the others, as 367 words, but I really enjoyed it. It's got a few Fanon things in it, such as Yami being called Yami, and him having a solid enough body outside of Yugi to play, but deal with it. Also, I've only read up to the 5th volume of the manga, but I tried to do this as best as I could. Still, as with all my fics, I'm sure some OOC abounds. Enjoy.With a triumphant yell, Yami Yugi managed to lay down the winning card to his online poker game. “Take that, foolish Americans who thought they could beat me!”
“Yami,” growled a soft voice. “It’s the middle of the night. Go to sleep. You don’t need to take up every challenge that comes your way.” Yugi snorted softly. “Never thought I’d say this, but there’s more to life than games.”
There didn’t seem to be any indication that his darker half heard him, as the spirit was too busy muttering rude comments about how Americans were sore loses sometimes.
That changed as a hand wrapped itself in the tri-color hair and yanked Yami’s head back. Eyes wide with shock, Yami opened his mouth to protest, only to be silenced by warm lips covering his own. When Yugi finally pulled away, he gave Yami a lazy smile.
“Why did you do that?” Yami whined, rubbing his scalp.
“You were ignoring me.”
“No I wasn’t. Anyway, giving kisses like that are just going to encourage me to ignore you.”
That comment earned Yami an eye roll. “You weren’t ignoring me?”
“No, I wasn’t. You were talking about life not being all about games. And,” Yami grinned. “You are wrong.”
Yugi sighed and flopped back onto his bed. “How so, oh great and wise pharaoh?”
The bed shifted as Yami joined him. Brushing a kiss across Yugi’s forehead, the spirit settled back far enough to look into his aibou’s eyes.
“Yugi means “game,” right?”
A small nod. The confusion in his eyes told Yami that Yugi had no idea where this was going.
“Well, you,” Yami traced his fingers across Yugi’s cheek, “are my life. Therefore, my life is a game.”
Silence for a moment as Yugi mulled over that. Then he smiled, the same blinding smile that made Yami want to snuggle the human. And cuddle, and strip, and….
Another kiss broke that line of thought. “You,” Yugi purred, “are a goof.”
Yami smirked. “Yes. But, Aibou, I’m a goof who won.”
With a mock growl, Yugi pounced Yami. “No, Yami. I won.”
This time it was Yami who pulled Yugi down for a kiss. And a little bit more.
Anyway, request more drabbles. Next up is the one for
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