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Chapter 01: I do
Well, my first of my 3 exam weeks is over. Just to celebrate, I’m updating the first real chap to LG. ^^ That, anf it’s Easter so I thought I’d be nice. Sorry people, I’m not going back to updating every Saturday, but at least I’m giving you all something ne? R&R people!
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I do
“Please Nii-san? For me?”
“I’m too busy thanks to Bakura and Mariku. I really can’t, Tenshi.”
“But it’s my birthday. Come on.”
Yami let out a sigh, and looked up into pleading emerald-green. He wanted nothing more than to back away from that gaze and the person attached to it since he knew she’d get her way eventually. Well, at least no one could say he hadn’t tried.
He gave a quick pleading look of his own over to the door where Yuugi stood. It seemed the other was too busy holding back his laughter to even notice it though, and Yami held back the urge to pout. The world was really against him today. First Mariku and Bakura going demon hunting, now Kumiko begging him to fly her to school. And Yuugi was simply standing there, doing absolutely nothing.
Yami sighed and looked back at his sister. “Kumiko, you’re 17, you can go to school yourself I think.” The emerald-green eyes only turned more pleading and Yami mentally cringed. He really wouldn’t be able to keep on going for very long like this.
Kumiko on the other hand was thinking fast. She didn’t feel like taking the bus to school today and it was her birthday so Yami could spare a few moments for her right? Okay, so he’d taken the entire morning off for her to wake her up with Yuugi and give her that enormous stack of presents. But still, he could spare another few minutes for her right?
Thinking fast, Kumiko put on the cutest look she could, “Please Mi-chan?” She only used the old nickname in special cases. Yami would grow immune to it if she used it too much. When she did use it though, Yami usually cracked immediately, and gave her whatever she wanted.
Yami sighed and grumbled something under his breath that she doubted she even wanted to know, before looking up in a defeated manner. “Fine, I’ll take you.” And it had once again worked. That made the score far-too-much-to-count for Kumiko, and zero for Yami. Kumiko smiled sweetly, mentally throwing a party.
She looked behind her to see Yuugi full-out laughing at the now mock-glaring Yami. Kumiko winked at him before walking over to Yami and hugging him, “Thank you, Nii-san.”
“Oh now you’re back to calling me that huh? I swear you know too many of my weaknesses.” Kumiko also received a mock-glare before Yami wrapped his arms around his little sister and let his wings appear on his back. He gave another quick glare in Yuugi’s direction as the other was still laughing his ass off, before gently lifting into the sky and flying out of the window. He carefully cast a spell that would hide them from all mortal eyes and made his way towards the school.
“So why, again, did I have to take you?” Kumiko once again smiled innocently at him. Yami didn’t fall for it. His sister might be innocent, but knew damned well how toget him to do anything, and that simply made her evil in his opinion.
“Because it’s my birthday and I didn’t feel like taking the bus.” Kumiko snuggled closer, enjoying the view from way up there. She could see the bus driving below her and a couple of her classmates cycling either in groups or alone.
They reached the school without any problems, and in no time at all. Yami landed on the roof, carefully checking to see if there was no one around to see them, before letting go of Kumiko so she’d become visible again.
“Thanks Mi-chan!” Even though Kumiko couldn’t see her brother right now, she knew he was either sulking or glaring. She just smiled sweetly before making her way into the building, careful to make sure no one would see her.
Thinking there was no one around, she quickly made her way down the long stairs to go to class… only to crash into someone at the bottom.
“I’m sorry!” Kumiko looked up at the boy she was still grabbing onto to keep her balance as sky-blue eyes looked back at her in surprise. Kumiko blinked at the unfamiliar crimson-red spiked haircut, slightly sharp features, and handsome appearance. She knew practically everyone in this school, as ome of her friends loved to gossip, but she’d never seen this boy around. Was there a new student that no one had known of?
Well that was something you didn’t see everyday. Usually everyone would know if something like this would happen. And it seemed the boy had gone unnoticed so far. Another miracle.
Kumiko smiled as she stepped back and finally let go of the other. The boy was slightly pink in the face, and Kumiko couldn’t help but think it looked cute.
“I-it’s okay, I wasn’t looking where I was going…” The boy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, obviously a bit shy. Kumiko thought this only added to the cuteness.
Kumiko shock her head, “No, it’s all my fault.” She gave him another curious look-over, “Are you new here? I’ve never seen you around.”
The boy smiled shyly, “Yeah, I just moved into town with my mom.”
“Well then, welcome to Domino. I’m Atemu Kumiko, but don’t even bother calling me ‘Atemu’, no one does.” She held her hand out for the other to take, curious to find out who the other was.
“I’m Tabiki Ayashige, but everyone just calls me Shige-kun.” The boy smiled back and shook Kumiko’s hand, looking a bit more at ease though still very shy and nervous. If Kumiko hadn’t had any self-control, she would’ve squealed at the cuteness.
“So do you know which class you’re in yet?” Kumiko glanced at the piece of paper clutched in Ayashige’s hands, noticing it for the first time. One quick look told her it was a schedule, and by the look of it Ayashige had no idea where he had to go.
“Uhm… yeah, but I’m having trouble finding my classes. Can you tell me where room 143 is? I’m supposed to have math there but I really can’t find it.” Ayashige blushed again; a bit embarrassed that he couldn’t just find the room by himself. Kumiko just grabbed his hand and started to drag him into a direction that he supposed was the way to room 143.
“Yeah, I have math there, too right now so just follow me.” Not that he had a choice. Kumiko didn’t look it but she was damned strong.
Ayashige kept a close eye on his surrounding so he could find the room by himself the next time, also checking for possible other classes he’d have to go to later. They arrived at room 143 just as the bell sounded for their first hour. Kumiko let go of his hand and pointed out the teacher so he could go tell her he was new, before heading to her regular spot with her friends.
Ayashige watched her go with a smile on his face, though it could’ve been mistaken for a smirk easily. Only when she sat down and glanced at him did he quickly turn away to go to the teacher.
“Uhm..Sensei? I’m new so…”
“Ah, you must be Tabiki Ayashige-san. The principal told me just this morning you were coming.” The teacher smiled before turning to the class. ”Class! We have a new student today. His name is Tabiki Ayashige-san, so I want you all to make him feel right at home.”
The class gave Ayashige a curious look-over, trying to figure out how a new student coming today could’ve escaped their attention. Ayashige smiled shyly at everyone, and multiple girls squealed.
“He’s a cutie, that’s for sure.” Kumiko looked next to her to see one of her friends, Shinju Arisu, and laughed a bit at the dreamy look on the other’s face.
“You fall in love with a guy every few days. As soon as you see a new one you go for him immediately, Arisu-chan.” Kumiko laughed even more at the indignant look Arisu was giving her now.
“You know she’s right.” Arisu now glared behind her where another girl was sitting, Sayuri Masumi. The girl just smirked at her before looking back to Ayashige who had sat down near a group of jocks. All three girls could already see trouble coming from there, as Ayashige was obviously no jock. The group of jocks had of course also noticed this, and were already smirking at him, planning a prank of some sort. Ayashige seemed to be oblivious to it, though.
Kumiko decided there and then that she’d help Ayashige in that territory. It was a well-known fact that most of the jocks wanted her, if not for her looks than for her money since Yami had loads of that, so it wouldn’t be much of a problem keeping the dumb-asses away from Ayashige.
The day went by easily, and with some effort from Kumiko’s side the jocks left Ayashige alone.
Masumi was, of course, one of the first to find out just about everything about Ayashige. She was as the person who knew everything about everyone for a reason after all. Ayashige had moved to Domino from Tokyo because his parents had divorced and his father didn’t want them around. His mother had gotten work in Domino and so they had moved here. It didn’t take Masumi long to even know that Ayashige’s blood type was B-positive.
Though Kumiko doubted she wanted to know how her friend had gotten that last piece of information.
By the time Kumiko got home from school Ayashige was all she could talk about. Yuugi – who had picked her up from school because they usually went grocery shopping together - was smiling at the girl he considered his own sister.
“And then Shige-kun-“
“Kumiko-chan, you’ve been talking about him ever since we left school, and we’re back home now. I think I even heard his shoe-size somewhere in the load of information you gave me.” Yuugi laughed as Kumiko blushed a bit in embarrassment.
“Well I can’t help it that I have a friend that loves to gossip and can find out about anything!” Kumiko wisely looked away as they entered the house, trying to hide her still red face.
Yuugi just shook his head, an amused smile on his lips as he followed the younger girl. It was obvious that it hadn’t just been Masumi’s interest in knowing everything why Kumiko knew so much about the new boy. Of course this hadn’t been the girl’s first crush but it was definitely the deepest one so far. Yuugi couldn’t remember ever knowing the shoe-size of the girl’s crushes before.
As both reached the living room they were surprised to hear sound coming from the kitchen, Yuugi all the more curious as he could feel Yami’s rich aura beaming from it.
“Yami?” He entered the kitchen, Kumiko following, to have this eyes widen at the sight.
The table was set up for two with candles lighting the otherwise darkened room from several directions. On the table were two glasses already filled with wine and two plates with food neatly arranged.
Yuugi could see Yami’s smiling face sitting on the other side of the table. Kumiko squealed as she, too, took in the sight before quickly clapping a hand over her mouth to quiet herself. Within mere seconds she had said something about forgetting to meet her friends and had proceeded to run out of the house, leaving a thoroughly bewildered Yuugi alone in the kitchen with Yami.
“Y-Yami? What’s going on?” Yami’s smile merely turned into a slight smirk as he got up and took the groceries still in Yuugi’s arms, setting them aside before taking Yuugi’s hands and leading him to the table. Yuugi was still very much confused and simply did as Yami obviously wanted him to do.
It wasn’t until Yuugi had sat down in a chair and Yami had kneeled in front of him that Yuugi realized what was going to happen. ‘He isn’t… He wouldn’t… Is he going to…?’
“I’ve never been that much of a romantic,” Yami scratched the back of his head sheepishly, his determined eyes never leaving Yuugi’s though, “so I won’t give long speech about everything we’ve been though.”
Yuugi swallowed, tears of pure emotion already in his eyes. It was undeniable what was coming next.
One of Yami’s hands reached for something in his pant’s pocket as the other grabbed one of Yuugi’s. Yuugi’s eyes were glued to the hand slowly pulling out a small black box before his eyes shifted back to stare into intense crimson.
“Yuugi, I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?” Yami slowly flipped the box open to reveal a ring with a silver band and a small gem the perfect mesh of ruby and amethyst, one of the colours becoming more prominent as the stone was turned in the light. Tears were freely falling from Yuugi’s eyes as he looked at the ring and then back at his face.
“Do you really need to ask? Of course I will.” Yami’s face softened with love as he slipped the ring around Yuugi’s ring finger before leaning up to press his lips to Yuugi’s. Yuugi immediately pressed back, deepening the kiss.
As they pulled away, Yuugi smiled as Yami wiped away the tears once more in his eyes. “Kumiko knew you were going to do this, didn’t she? That’s why she ran out of the house so fast.”
Yami chuckled as he stood up and sat down on the opposite side of the table. “She knew I was planning it but she didn’t know when. Ghe, if Bakura hadn’t kicked me out of my own office I probably wouldn’t have done this today.”
“Remind me to thank him for that.”
They ate together, talking about their day and some ideas for the wedding until Kumiko came home again. Yami was afraid the girl would half rip Yuugi’s arm off as she looked at the engagement ring. Luckily Kumiko’s stomach growled and her need for food tore her away from Yuugi, saving the poor body part.
________________________________________”You’re what?!” Yuugi and Yami burst into laughter as Joey stared at them. It was Saturday evening, a couple of hours after Yami had proposed. The angels living in Heaven had come down for their usual get-together night and Yuugi had just announced that Yami had proposed to him, resulting in Joey’s outburst.
Joey stared for a moment before snapping out of it and smiling at the couple, “Well it’s about time.”
Malik grinned as well, “Heavens yeah! Party!” Everyone laughed as the front door opened and Bakura and Mariku came in, Bakura looking grumpy – most likely because of work – and Mariku once again humming, which only added to Bakura’s annoyance.
“Would you stop that infernal humming?! For Hell’s sake you’re going to give me a mental breakdown!” The laughter only increased as Mariku’s humming became louder. All angels were used to having the two demons yelling at each other during their nights on Earth and especially Malik loved to join in on the Bakura torture.
“Don’t worry Bakura, you need an actual mind to have it breakdown, so you’re safe.” Bakura glared at the Mariku look-alike, Malik merely smirking instead of being afraid. The humming immediately stopped, though, as Mariku rushed over to where Malik was sitting, lifting the other from the couch and making him sit on his lap.
Malik sweatdropped and rolled his eyes, “Mariku! How many times do I have to tell you to not do that?”
Mariku grinned at him, “But kitten, you know you love sitting here.”
Bakura’s mood lifted somewhat as Malik began to argue with his demon look-alike, not moving a muscle away from the other or even trying to. Mariku had ‘fallen in love’ – as he had exclaimed multiple times already – with Malik the minute he’d laid eyes the angel, resulting in the demon trying to keep Malik as close to him as possible whenever they saw each other.
“Ne, baka. Leave the angel alone and sit on a chair or something.” The two blondes simply ignored Bakura and continued to argue. Bakura just rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch next to Ryou. He glanced aside briefly to give his own look-alike a look-over, before turning back to the rest of the group.
“So, Pharaoh, how’d it go? Or did you chicken out after all?”
Yami rolled his eyes at the mockingly spoken words and the nickname. Since Yami was technically still the current demonic overlord - as no one had tried to take that position so far – Bakura and Mariku had taken it upon themselves to come up with a nickname that would show the other’s true title, while of course annoying the teen immensely. Seeing as Yami in this life was Egyptian the name ‘Pharaoh’ had come up at some point.
As a retort to the name, Yami had of course thought of nicknames for the two demons as well. “Would Yuugi be wearing a ring if I had, Tomb Robber?”
“He robbed a bank?” Bakura shrugged, but glanced at a still beaming Yuugi with the ring on his finger, “Well, I see he even said yes. My condolences already, Yuugi.”
“Thanks, I’ll need them.” Yuugi laughed at the protests immediately leaving Yami’s mouth as Bakura smirked; his mood was already better.
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Well, it will be June somewhere before I start updating for real again so I hope I didn’t just screw up something that was meant to be good. Review and make me feel better! It might help with all the stupid exams.
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I do
“Please Nii-san? For me?”
“I’m too busy thanks to Bakura and Mariku. I really can’t, Tenshi.”
“But it’s my birthday. Come on.”
Yami let out a sigh, and looked up into pleading emerald-green. He wanted nothing more than to back away from that gaze and the person attached to it since he knew she’d get her way eventually. Well, at least no one could say he hadn’t tried.
He gave a quick pleading look of his own over to the door where Yuugi stood. It seemed the other was too busy holding back his laughter to even notice it though, and Yami held back the urge to pout. The world was really against him today. First Mariku and Bakura going demon hunting, now Kumiko begging him to fly her to school. And Yuugi was simply standing there, doing absolutely nothing.
Yami sighed and looked back at his sister. “Kumiko, you’re 17, you can go to school yourself I think.” The emerald-green eyes only turned more pleading and Yami mentally cringed. He really wouldn’t be able to keep on going for very long like this.
Kumiko on the other hand was thinking fast. She didn’t feel like taking the bus to school today and it was her birthday so Yami could spare a few moments for her right? Okay, so he’d taken the entire morning off for her to wake her up with Yuugi and give her that enormous stack of presents. But still, he could spare another few minutes for her right?
Thinking fast, Kumiko put on the cutest look she could, “Please Mi-chan?” She only used the old nickname in special cases. Yami would grow immune to it if she used it too much. When she did use it though, Yami usually cracked immediately, and gave her whatever she wanted.
Yami sighed and grumbled something under his breath that she doubted she even wanted to know, before looking up in a defeated manner. “Fine, I’ll take you.” And it had once again worked. That made the score far-too-much-to-count for Kumiko, and zero for Yami. Kumiko smiled sweetly, mentally throwing a party.
She looked behind her to see Yuugi full-out laughing at the now mock-glaring Yami. Kumiko winked at him before walking over to Yami and hugging him, “Thank you, Nii-san.”
“Oh now you’re back to calling me that huh? I swear you know too many of my weaknesses.” Kumiko also received a mock-glare before Yami wrapped his arms around his little sister and let his wings appear on his back. He gave another quick glare in Yuugi’s direction as the other was still laughing his ass off, before gently lifting into the sky and flying out of the window. He carefully cast a spell that would hide them from all mortal eyes and made his way towards the school.
“So why, again, did I have to take you?” Kumiko once again smiled innocently at him. Yami didn’t fall for it. His sister might be innocent, but knew damned well how toget him to do anything, and that simply made her evil in his opinion.
“Because it’s my birthday and I didn’t feel like taking the bus.” Kumiko snuggled closer, enjoying the view from way up there. She could see the bus driving below her and a couple of her classmates cycling either in groups or alone.
They reached the school without any problems, and in no time at all. Yami landed on the roof, carefully checking to see if there was no one around to see them, before letting go of Kumiko so she’d become visible again.
“Thanks Mi-chan!” Even though Kumiko couldn’t see her brother right now, she knew he was either sulking or glaring. She just smiled sweetly before making her way into the building, careful to make sure no one would see her.
Thinking there was no one around, she quickly made her way down the long stairs to go to class… only to crash into someone at the bottom.
“I’m sorry!” Kumiko looked up at the boy she was still grabbing onto to keep her balance as sky-blue eyes looked back at her in surprise. Kumiko blinked at the unfamiliar crimson-red spiked haircut, slightly sharp features, and handsome appearance. She knew practically everyone in this school, as ome of her friends loved to gossip, but she’d never seen this boy around. Was there a new student that no one had known of?
Well that was something you didn’t see everyday. Usually everyone would know if something like this would happen. And it seemed the boy had gone unnoticed so far. Another miracle.
Kumiko smiled as she stepped back and finally let go of the other. The boy was slightly pink in the face, and Kumiko couldn’t help but think it looked cute.
“I-it’s okay, I wasn’t looking where I was going…” The boy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, obviously a bit shy. Kumiko thought this only added to the cuteness.
Kumiko shock her head, “No, it’s all my fault.” She gave him another curious look-over, “Are you new here? I’ve never seen you around.”
The boy smiled shyly, “Yeah, I just moved into town with my mom.”
“Well then, welcome to Domino. I’m Atemu Kumiko, but don’t even bother calling me ‘Atemu’, no one does.” She held her hand out for the other to take, curious to find out who the other was.
“I’m Tabiki Ayashige, but everyone just calls me Shige-kun.” The boy smiled back and shook Kumiko’s hand, looking a bit more at ease though still very shy and nervous. If Kumiko hadn’t had any self-control, she would’ve squealed at the cuteness.
“So do you know which class you’re in yet?” Kumiko glanced at the piece of paper clutched in Ayashige’s hands, noticing it for the first time. One quick look told her it was a schedule, and by the look of it Ayashige had no idea where he had to go.
“Uhm… yeah, but I’m having trouble finding my classes. Can you tell me where room 143 is? I’m supposed to have math there but I really can’t find it.” Ayashige blushed again; a bit embarrassed that he couldn’t just find the room by himself. Kumiko just grabbed his hand and started to drag him into a direction that he supposed was the way to room 143.
“Yeah, I have math there, too right now so just follow me.” Not that he had a choice. Kumiko didn’t look it but she was damned strong.
Ayashige kept a close eye on his surrounding so he could find the room by himself the next time, also checking for possible other classes he’d have to go to later. They arrived at room 143 just as the bell sounded for their first hour. Kumiko let go of his hand and pointed out the teacher so he could go tell her he was new, before heading to her regular spot with her friends.
Ayashige watched her go with a smile on his face, though it could’ve been mistaken for a smirk easily. Only when she sat down and glanced at him did he quickly turn away to go to the teacher.
“Uhm..Sensei? I’m new so…”
“Ah, you must be Tabiki Ayashige-san. The principal told me just this morning you were coming.” The teacher smiled before turning to the class. ”Class! We have a new student today. His name is Tabiki Ayashige-san, so I want you all to make him feel right at home.”
The class gave Ayashige a curious look-over, trying to figure out how a new student coming today could’ve escaped their attention. Ayashige smiled shyly at everyone, and multiple girls squealed.
“He’s a cutie, that’s for sure.” Kumiko looked next to her to see one of her friends, Shinju Arisu, and laughed a bit at the dreamy look on the other’s face.
“You fall in love with a guy every few days. As soon as you see a new one you go for him immediately, Arisu-chan.” Kumiko laughed even more at the indignant look Arisu was giving her now.
“You know she’s right.” Arisu now glared behind her where another girl was sitting, Sayuri Masumi. The girl just smirked at her before looking back to Ayashige who had sat down near a group of jocks. All three girls could already see trouble coming from there, as Ayashige was obviously no jock. The group of jocks had of course also noticed this, and were already smirking at him, planning a prank of some sort. Ayashige seemed to be oblivious to it, though.
Kumiko decided there and then that she’d help Ayashige in that territory. It was a well-known fact that most of the jocks wanted her, if not for her looks than for her money since Yami had loads of that, so it wouldn’t be much of a problem keeping the dumb-asses away from Ayashige.
The day went by easily, and with some effort from Kumiko’s side the jocks left Ayashige alone.
Masumi was, of course, one of the first to find out just about everything about Ayashige. She was as the person who knew everything about everyone for a reason after all. Ayashige had moved to Domino from Tokyo because his parents had divorced and his father didn’t want them around. His mother had gotten work in Domino and so they had moved here. It didn’t take Masumi long to even know that Ayashige’s blood type was B-positive.
Though Kumiko doubted she wanted to know how her friend had gotten that last piece of information.
By the time Kumiko got home from school Ayashige was all she could talk about. Yuugi – who had picked her up from school because they usually went grocery shopping together - was smiling at the girl he considered his own sister.
“And then Shige-kun-“
“Kumiko-chan, you’ve been talking about him ever since we left school, and we’re back home now. I think I even heard his shoe-size somewhere in the load of information you gave me.” Yuugi laughed as Kumiko blushed a bit in embarrassment.
“Well I can’t help it that I have a friend that loves to gossip and can find out about anything!” Kumiko wisely looked away as they entered the house, trying to hide her still red face.
Yuugi just shook his head, an amused smile on his lips as he followed the younger girl. It was obvious that it hadn’t just been Masumi’s interest in knowing everything why Kumiko knew so much about the new boy. Of course this hadn’t been the girl’s first crush but it was definitely the deepest one so far. Yuugi couldn’t remember ever knowing the shoe-size of the girl’s crushes before.
As both reached the living room they were surprised to hear sound coming from the kitchen, Yuugi all the more curious as he could feel Yami’s rich aura beaming from it.
“Yami?” He entered the kitchen, Kumiko following, to have this eyes widen at the sight.
The table was set up for two with candles lighting the otherwise darkened room from several directions. On the table were two glasses already filled with wine and two plates with food neatly arranged.
Yuugi could see Yami’s smiling face sitting on the other side of the table. Kumiko squealed as she, too, took in the sight before quickly clapping a hand over her mouth to quiet herself. Within mere seconds she had said something about forgetting to meet her friends and had proceeded to run out of the house, leaving a thoroughly bewildered Yuugi alone in the kitchen with Yami.
“Y-Yami? What’s going on?” Yami’s smile merely turned into a slight smirk as he got up and took the groceries still in Yuugi’s arms, setting them aside before taking Yuugi’s hands and leading him to the table. Yuugi was still very much confused and simply did as Yami obviously wanted him to do.
It wasn’t until Yuugi had sat down in a chair and Yami had kneeled in front of him that Yuugi realized what was going to happen. ‘He isn’t… He wouldn’t… Is he going to…?’
“I’ve never been that much of a romantic,” Yami scratched the back of his head sheepishly, his determined eyes never leaving Yuugi’s though, “so I won’t give long speech about everything we’ve been though.”
Yuugi swallowed, tears of pure emotion already in his eyes. It was undeniable what was coming next.
One of Yami’s hands reached for something in his pant’s pocket as the other grabbed one of Yuugi’s. Yuugi’s eyes were glued to the hand slowly pulling out a small black box before his eyes shifted back to stare into intense crimson.
“Yuugi, I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me?” Yami slowly flipped the box open to reveal a ring with a silver band and a small gem the perfect mesh of ruby and amethyst, one of the colours becoming more prominent as the stone was turned in the light. Tears were freely falling from Yuugi’s eyes as he looked at the ring and then back at his face.
“Do you really need to ask? Of course I will.” Yami’s face softened with love as he slipped the ring around Yuugi’s ring finger before leaning up to press his lips to Yuugi’s. Yuugi immediately pressed back, deepening the kiss.
As they pulled away, Yuugi smiled as Yami wiped away the tears once more in his eyes. “Kumiko knew you were going to do this, didn’t she? That’s why she ran out of the house so fast.”
Yami chuckled as he stood up and sat down on the opposite side of the table. “She knew I was planning it but she didn’t know when. Ghe, if Bakura hadn’t kicked me out of my own office I probably wouldn’t have done this today.”
“Remind me to thank him for that.”
They ate together, talking about their day and some ideas for the wedding until Kumiko came home again. Yami was afraid the girl would half rip Yuugi’s arm off as she looked at the engagement ring. Luckily Kumiko’s stomach growled and her need for food tore her away from Yuugi, saving the poor body part.
________________________________________”You’re what?!” Yuugi and Yami burst into laughter as Joey stared at them. It was Saturday evening, a couple of hours after Yami had proposed. The angels living in Heaven had come down for their usual get-together night and Yuugi had just announced that Yami had proposed to him, resulting in Joey’s outburst.
Joey stared for a moment before snapping out of it and smiling at the couple, “Well it’s about time.”
Malik grinned as well, “Heavens yeah! Party!” Everyone laughed as the front door opened and Bakura and Mariku came in, Bakura looking grumpy – most likely because of work – and Mariku once again humming, which only added to Bakura’s annoyance.
“Would you stop that infernal humming?! For Hell’s sake you’re going to give me a mental breakdown!” The laughter only increased as Mariku’s humming became louder. All angels were used to having the two demons yelling at each other during their nights on Earth and especially Malik loved to join in on the Bakura torture.
“Don’t worry Bakura, you need an actual mind to have it breakdown, so you’re safe.” Bakura glared at the Mariku look-alike, Malik merely smirking instead of being afraid. The humming immediately stopped, though, as Mariku rushed over to where Malik was sitting, lifting the other from the couch and making him sit on his lap.
Malik sweatdropped and rolled his eyes, “Mariku! How many times do I have to tell you to not do that?”
Mariku grinned at him, “But kitten, you know you love sitting here.”
Bakura’s mood lifted somewhat as Malik began to argue with his demon look-alike, not moving a muscle away from the other or even trying to. Mariku had ‘fallen in love’ – as he had exclaimed multiple times already – with Malik the minute he’d laid eyes the angel, resulting in the demon trying to keep Malik as close to him as possible whenever they saw each other.
“Ne, baka. Leave the angel alone and sit on a chair or something.” The two blondes simply ignored Bakura and continued to argue. Bakura just rolled his eyes and sat down on the couch next to Ryou. He glanced aside briefly to give his own look-alike a look-over, before turning back to the rest of the group.
“So, Pharaoh, how’d it go? Or did you chicken out after all?”
Yami rolled his eyes at the mockingly spoken words and the nickname. Since Yami was technically still the current demonic overlord - as no one had tried to take that position so far – Bakura and Mariku had taken it upon themselves to come up with a nickname that would show the other’s true title, while of course annoying the teen immensely. Seeing as Yami in this life was Egyptian the name ‘Pharaoh’ had come up at some point.
As a retort to the name, Yami had of course thought of nicknames for the two demons as well. “Would Yuugi be wearing a ring if I had, Tomb Robber?”
“He robbed a bank?” Bakura shrugged, but glanced at a still beaming Yuugi with the ring on his finger, “Well, I see he even said yes. My condolences already, Yuugi.”
“Thanks, I’ll need them.” Yuugi laughed at the protests immediately leaving Yami’s mouth as Bakura smirked; his mood was already better.
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Well, it will be June somewhere before I start updating for real again so I hope I didn’t just screw up something that was meant to be good. Review and make me feel better! It might help with all the stupid exams.