Daddy Dragon King

Title: Daddy-Dragon-King 2

Author: Yukiko Angel

Beta : None this chapter

Rating: G

Pairing(s): Yami/Lights

Status: 2/20(?)

Spoilers: None, this is a AU story.

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction inspired by the novel Daddy-Long-Legs using characters from the series Yugioh. I own nothing, not even a kitty.

Summary: Jou grew up in the orphanage, his only help was his vivid imagination. Now, thankfully to a `daddy-long-legs' or to Daddy-Dragon-King, he can go to Pyramids College in hope of becoming a novelist.

The only payment for all of this? A letter to Daddy-Dragon-King

Author's Note: Daddy Long Legs is my all time favorite fluff story, and for me I needed to pimp it in a Yugioh Ficcie.

Also I want review to post another chapter. I used to NOT be a review whore but now I see they fueled my muses. it will be 10 per chapter.

Also all of my stories are posted on my Yahoo Group before, since I am the mod :P

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/little_Dragon/

Flames are welcome, I never had one so far :)
RE: Edited because I dislike that chapter.

Story

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August 7th
First Letter to Mr. John Smith

Dear Mr. John Smith,

I know you asked Mr. Pegasus to inform me that I should only write to you about my progress but well, I’ll be honest: it’s the first time I ever had someone I could write to. I mean, being an orphan the only one I could write to where the other orphans or the ones that got adopted. So it is a novelty for me to write to someone that does not already knows every details of an orphan’s life.
I know nothing about it! It is such a novelty! (I always wanted to write that sentence, do you know they always use it in the books Mr. Pegasus likes to read? I think they are called harlequin.)
But also it’s unfair that I can write all about me and all I know of you is a fake name. Even Mr. John Smith is too much of a cliché. If we were in a bad-spy movie it would pass but since we are not in one, it is time for you to change your name.
It’s not like you can argue with me since you decided to not answer me. (Hehe, you’ll just have to accept it!)

So to give you proper a name I have to remember that you are probably:

I. Rich with a big mansion.
II. Fat, bald with a stuck-up wife (Well it’s truth! Most of them are!).
III. You send orphans to school.
IV. You like dragons a lot (Yes I know you’re the one that gave us the portrait of the white dragon with blue eyes) and -
V. It looks like they like you too.

So let’s start with number I: You are rich with a big mansion. I could call you Trustee-with-a-lot-of-money or Mr. I-have-a-really-big-house.
But first: they aren’t nice and second: they are way to long. It’s the same with II and III, so I have IV and V left.

You must be wondering why I said the number V? Well, when Mr. Pegasus called to inform me about your donation, I saw you. Not exactly you but I saw your shadow blending with the picture of the dragon we have in the hall. It looked so fitting; you were looking as if it belongs to you as your pet. You looked at that moment to be their king. And you also looked as a well loved king so here my choice: Daddy Dragon King!

Why the Daddy? You’re my family now, so I decided to call you like that. You don’t mind do you? If you do you’ll have to send me a letter informing me of so. But you won’t because it would break your rule of no answer so heh! You have no power about that again.

Yet, I hope you liked it, after all you sent me here to be a novelist so I need to explore my imagination. Point made to me, your name will be Daddy-Dragon-King.

So here I start again:


Dear Daddy Dragon King,

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! And Thank YOU! If I could I would write it a hundred times until I can’t find any ink or paper! You can’t understand how I feel right now to be out of that hellhole.
I know I shouldn’t call the orphanage that way but if, like me, you were dumped there into the care of Mr. Pegasus by unknown parents, I’m sure you would agree with me. Mr. Pegasus is only missing one thing to be a good caretaker: Care.

After all who would let a child clean the entire dishes for a simple frog incident? I know you must already be aware of this if Mr. Pegasus has tried to make you choose someone else. It’s not my fault if the frog ran away and one of the trustees sat on it. I hope it wasn’t you! I heard the guts were hard to remove, (We had to throw out the chair after that,) and that one of the ladies fainted after hearing the POP sound it made.

For that incident I had to clean all the dishes alone in the dark. Why in the dark? Because Mr. Pegasus decided to save up some electricity to teach me a lesson.

I’ll tell you a secret: I am deeply afraid of darkness since then. The house is quite old and it kept making those sounds. Also you must know children a little (since you are a orphanage trustee) we had all those ghost story. And I’m really scared of ghosts, so keep this as a secret okay? And if you rattle I will know who you are.

But enough of it lets not talk about my past but about my bright and new future!
This School is fantastic! Let me describe it for you and maybe if one day you come here I can be your personal guide.
I can see myself walking around the campus describing to you the different method they used to build this place and the mix of genre. At first it was a real labyrinth for me. The building used to be a convent until the decrease of joining forced the church to sell it. By itself it has a deeply gothic style.
You know that Gothic is a style of architecture, which flourished in Europe during the high and late medieval period?
The wings are more of a Renaissance style that succeeded the gothic. I thought it was important to mention it. Do you also know that before this place was turned into a school it also served as a sanitarium for tuberculosis? Some sophomore always mention this to us, sometimes adding that if you pass by the hospital wing at night, you can hear the breathing of dying patients. I dislike ghost stories you know that.

They added some new wings for the classes but the main building, rooms, cafeteria and bathrooms, are the same as before. So because of it as the freshman we need to share our rooms with other people.

We are in an old tower facing north, so it’s warm during the day and cold during the night. A sophomore occupies one of the bedrooms; we rarely see him and he don’t share his bedroom with anyone. The second one belongs to two other freshmen.

The first one is called Yugi Motou. He’s smaller than me and has the weirdest hairdo in the world. His hairs are shaped like a bloody star while strikes of sun comes from his forehead. Or in a less poetic way, he has a tri-color hairdo of a starfish, but please do not mention this to anyone. The boy is really sweet, and brilliant too! He offered me to help me with some of the courses where I have problems, but you already know them. Math and geometric are not my favorite subjects.

The Second one is the perfect image of a snobbish rich brat. If I ever decide to use one in a story I’ll base it on him. His name is Noah Kaiba and he believes that because he is a Kaiba he is higher then us. I could smell his distain for me the first time I met him, as if he could smell that I wasn’t a little bourgeois like him. All he does is sit in our lounge (Yes we have our own private lounge, it’s fantastic!) either reading the history of is family or talking about his family tree. I don’t care about the ‘blue’ blood of his ancestor or which one invented the hot water, as long as they rest under grounds like anyone else’s ancestor. Yugi sometimes listen to him only to be polite. Poor Boy, he get stuck there for hours.

I just heard the bell of 10. I learned today that our time would be divided by bells of hours. A bell in the morning to wake up, one for breakfast, one for each classes, lunch, classes, dinner and bed. It’s similar to the orphanage in my opinion.

Oh! Did I mention that I, Jounouchi, do not share my room with anyone else? Yes, me that shared by room before with 29 other children have my own bedroom. The room had a great window where I installed the desk in front. We are on the third floor so I have a magnificent view of the forest around the campus. The room is small and has little decoration; I’ll have to wait until our trip into town to buy some.
But I have nothing else to complain about since it is mine alone.

Enough for tonight, they will turn off the light now.
Yours dearly
Jounouchi Katsuya.

August 18th

Dear Mr. John Smith

I know you asked for only a letter every month but you are the only one I can write that is an adult and will understand what I am saying. Yesterday I received a letter from the orphanage to remind me to be polite toward you. Also I did received the note from your secretary Mr. Otogi (what a weird guys, I thought at first he was a girl but when I realized he was a man, I was shocked! That guy has way too much free time on his hair.) with the small amount of money.

I don’t know what to answer to it. I mean, I already receive the small allowance from you, and this is already another check to me? Please don’t think I’ll be happy with money because I never had some before.

So on this I send back to you this check with this note saying.

No thanks

Jounouchi Katsuya

August 19th

Dear Daddy Dragon King

I just realized how stupid I must sound in the letter from yesterday. I was angry with you sending me money when I mention the simple fact that my room was a little bit bare. I am already indebt of you, look don’t get me wrong for that.

I am going to pay you back one day, and I mean it. So please don’t send me more money then I already receive, it makes me feel afraid that I’ll never be able to repay you. I know you did this in an act of generosity toward an unknown orphan so you don’t understand how I feel.

I never had anything freely so this education is a rare gift for me. I can’t accept it as one, so I’ll take it as a loan. If you can’t accept that, you better send me back, because I will pay you all what you’re giving me. Even if it takes me all my life, I will.

So I better write off a best seller, and for so I will study hard. But just don’t expect miracles in math for my first few tries.

See you well!
Jounouchi Katsuya

September 1st

Dear Daddy-Dragon-King

Today we received our schedule so I thought I would share it with you personally.

I - History: The Greek period and his deep thought about the human mind, creation and beginning. Makes one think enough for a lifetime.

II – French: Today we follow Alexandre Dumas and the story of Codette, a lonely orphan rescued by a generous man. Sounds a little familiar, doesn’t it?

III – Math & Geometry: Starting cones after a fight with a cylinder. Sadly I’m afraid the cylinder won the fight. I shall ask for revenge in an extra-homework. Wish me luck!

IV – English: My style improves lately as we study different sentence structures in poetry. You may receive one soon yet it is unnamed at the moment (But my professor told me it was a good beginning.)

V – Biology: Digestive system is one of the most important of the human body and a bad nutrition can cause into irreparable damage. I hope you don’t drink; it is horrible for your liver.

We don’t have any PE in this semester, since we can join a club instead. Those who have no clubs next semester will be joined into a single class. I am thinking about joining the tracks, I always enjoyed running back at the orphanage.

Also I made fast friend with Yugi, the boy is simply too nice not to be friend with. He is even friend with Noah, it must be from all the listening he does about the Kaiba family. I swear that boy talks so much about it that one day he will come and declare himself the son of Jesus.

The 7th bell just rang, I need to change myself and get to the track so I can try myself. I hope I will be accepted.

9 o’clock

Ouf I needed a shower after the running. The head sophomore told us they would write a list of the new members and post it next Monday. Noah was also there today, I heard Yugi will join volleyball, he may be small but he can jump high and has a mean offence.

Well until better news, I will write to you later.

Yours dearly
Jounouchi Katsuya

PS: Yugi just came and asked me if I miss my family or feel homesick. He does, telling me he miss his grandfather a lot.

Since I don’t have any of those, I can’t feel that sort of sickness. Except, do you think anyone can be orphanage-sick? Or miss Mr. Pegasus? I doubt it deeply.


September 5th

Dear Daddy Dragon King

Today I received something fantastic! My own nickname! One boy from the track, his name is Honda, decided to call me Jou instead of Jounouchi. He thought it was shorter and sounded better. Now everyone in the team is calling me Jou.

Also for some gloating, I was accepted in the track team, but not Noah. Yugi was trying to comfort him without making me feel bad about being part of the team. He answered that he didn’t care and instead would try the basketball team in their second try out.

In which, yesterday, he came saying they accepted him without a second look. He then started to quote all the reason why basketball was much better then the track team. I didn’t care about his reasoning; at least he isn’t with me.

I am also pleased to announce you that with my new tutor (aka Yugi) the cylinder extra-homework I did paid of. The teacher accorded me extra credit on the subject. You can expect a good note there if Yugi keeps on tutoring me.

Well this is all for today, I am attending a little party to be introduce properly to my track team.

Yours
Jounouchi “Jou” Katsuya

PS: If you want you can call me Katsuya. No one use my first name and it’s the only one my parents left me.

Jounouchi was chosen by Mr. Pegasus out of the cemetery. Creepy, isn’t it?


October 10th

Dear Daddy-Dragon-King

Do you know who Maurice Maeterlinck is? Neither did I. I thought he was a teacher that I haven’t met yet. Everyone thought I was joking and laughs, and the joke went through all the campus.

I felt so insulted but I hided it. I realized that I don’t have enough basic knowledge and that some things are not taught in school. For now on I will spend more time in the library, I refuse to be a joke again.

After I decided to do a research on him. I learned that he was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1911, the main themes in his work are death and the meaning of life and his greatest success is the play called L'Oiseau Bleu or The Blue Bird. I will try and find the play.

Also you should know that instead of buying new things for my room I went to the auction hold by the sophomore leaving this year. Thanks to Yugi, who has experience in auction from his grandfather, I am now the owner of a mahogany desk, larger than the one that was left in this room, a brown rug that fit nicely with the green covers I bought. The room is in different hue of green and brown, similar to a forest. I like it; I have a small feeling of outdoor this way.

I also received the parchment and the ink you sent me. I have to accept the gift, since Mr. Otogi told me he refuses to send it back.

I have a typed note also saying it is for helping my creativity. Is it yours? This would break your own rule!

But thank you, it is nice from you. I did some outline on the papers from a story I had in mind. I can’t tell you more but I hope it will be good.

But now I shall leave you for some researching. Someone told me to read Thomas Mann “Tonio Kroger”, have you read it? I will see if I like it.

Yours to be soon educated
Jounouchi Katsuya.

October 15th

Dear Daddy Dragon King

My opinion on Tonio Kroger by Thomas Mann.

Never have I read anything as such. The story is about a bourgeois named Tonio whose mother is Italian and father German and the boy sees himself becoming a writer. But at the same time he refuse to admit himself that he is an artist and in the story even receive the title of Bourgois Manque, which I believe fits him.

But what I was the most attracted about was the love the man felt for both his best friend and a woman. In this story, Tonio loves them for what they are, what they represent. He loves them for they personality and the impression they leave on him. Both he had held some sort of powerful love for them, a burning passion where he consciously tries to extinguish and hoped he did. But in the end when he sees those two young kids looking exactly the same as his past loves, he realized the fire is still burning in him.

The author wrote not only about the love someone can feels for a women but another type of love between men.

I hope I don’t chock you by that; it would be horrible for me.

You really touched,
Jounouchi Katsuya

PS: if this does chock you, please ignore it and I will do the same.


TBC
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Yeah I know, it’s an insert I wanted to add soon, also this needed more input.

Chapter 3 is on his ways. Sorry all about the wait!

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http:// ygo. adultfanfiction. net/ story. php?no= 544201303

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