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The Geisha Prince
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
3,464
Reviews:
28
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Currently Reading:
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Season 1: Lesson 1
Title: The Geisha Prince
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Seto x Yugi
Disclaimer: Kazuki Takahashi owns Yugi-Oh, not me. How disappointing is that? XD
“Gently As She Goes” is written by Glen Ballard & Alan Silvestri. Second stanza is by me. :P
Summary: He was like a precious doll on a pedestal that he had dared to touch.
~*~Season 1: Lesson 1~*~
ADDICTION
My voice is gone
My brain has stopped
You make my heart tremble
You steal my breath
I burn inside
I can’t get enough of you
I can’t stay away
I need more everyday
I think I’m addicted
Your love is just like a drug
~*~
A month had gone by since the start of the school year. Most of the Sakura blossoms were gone, but somehow the sweet scent stayed. It followed him around, that boy Muto Yugi.
Only days in, his unusual beauty and graceful demeanor had made him one of the most popular people in the school. He was smart, well-learned, talented, and he didn’t mind giving his time to others when he wasn’t working at his family’s ryotei.
He had made no effort to speak with Yugi. He doubted the boy would remember him from just one visit.
Their history teacher had given them a free study period, so of course, most of his classmates were wandering around the room to talk instead. Several were gathered around Yugi, who had brought a small harp with him today; something about the music teacher wanting to hear his skill on the foreign instrument. Girls and boys alike were asking for a demonstration without any sort of shame. For some reason, it made Seto annoyed, and perhaps a little angry.
Yugi smiled and gave in to the demand. “Alright. I know an old European song I’m sure you will like.” Slim fingers glided over the strings, making them sing in a slow and haunting melody.
“Lips ripe as the berries in June;
Red the rose, red the rose.
Skin pale as the light of the moon,
Gently as she goes.
Eyes blue as the sea and the sky;
Water flows, water flows.
Heart burning like fire in the night,
Gently as she goes.”
The room is silent for several moments after the final note melts into the air.
“That was beautiful.” Several students agree and some clap. Seto felt his mouth moving before he realized he had anything to say.
“I heard a skilled performer can add new stanza for short songs.”
“That is true,” Yugi answered slowly, unsure of the brunet’s intentions.
“Can you? Are you so skilled as everyone claims?”
Their peers gave Seto dirty looks. In the time it took them to like Yugi, the same moments were all that was needed for them to dislike the Kaiba heir. They saw him as a cold-blooded, aristocratic snob.
Seto didn’t really care what they thought.
“Don’t listen to the jerk, Yug,” said Jounouchi Katsuya, a lanky blond with messy hair and brown eyes that held street experience. He was almost as tall as Seto but lacked all of the finesse and refining. Jounouchi reminded Seto of a puppy, a Golden Retriever or a Labrador.
“Yeah, just ignore the guy,” agreed Honda Hiroto, another tall one but with dark brown hair done in a fin-like box-cut and hard grey-brown eyes. He was an improvement over his canine friend but not by much. Seto just thought of him as an idiot.
“It’s fine,” Yugi said is his soft tone. “It’s a legitimate question.” Purple eyes gazed to Seto. They weren’t angry or annoyed, they weren’t resigned or nervous. They were, perhaps, a little interested. “Listen to my song and decide for yourself if I am skilled.” With that, he began playing again.
“Lips ripe as the berries in June;
Red the rose, red the rose.
Skin pale as the light of the moon,
Gently as she goes.
Eyes blue as the sea and the sky;
Water flows, water flows.
Heart burning like fire in the night,
Gently as she goes.”
The next words flowed from him as naturally as his breath. They may as well have been original lyrics.
“Hair that’s as soft as a sigh;
The wind blows, the wind blows.
Laugh as sad as a lonely goodbye,
Gently as she goes.
A smile like the sun at noon;
How she glows, how she glows.
Voice carries the loveliest tune,
Gently as she goes.”
If anything, the students thought Yugi had done even better than the first time.
“That just added a whole new dimension to the lady in the song,” Mazaki Anzu claimed in a dreamy voice. If Yugi had a fan club, she was probably the President. She was cute and perky with a dancer’s build, chin-length brown hair and blue eyes. They weren’t the ice blue of Seto’s but a deeper shade like water. Seto thought of her as a cheerleading tree-hugger who needed her mouth stapled shut; permanently.
“Ha! Take that, moneybags!” Jounouchi shouted at Seto in triumph. However, his grin fell when he noticed that the brunet didn’t even seem to have listened. Seto was busy typing away on his laptop, eyes firmly on the screen in front of him. “Why you!”
Yugi chuckled. “Leave him alone, Jounouchi-kun. No harm done. As a performer, it’s my fault that I couldn’t keep his interest.”
“That’s bullshit!” The conversation degraded and evolved to other things after that.
Seto kept his eyes on his monitor, instead, and the moments his webcam captured.
Seto’s classmates continued to throw him dirty looks over the next two hours. It was annoying but not overly bothersome. The kids there were amateurs at the evil eye compared to his daily dealings with the harden businessmen he had learned to contend with on equal footing. As it was, they forgot all about him once the lunch bell rang.
Since Seto couldn’t stand the crowds, he often ate on the school roof. The other students knew this and stayed well away, including the seniors after a nasty confrontation on the first day when the older teens tried to stake the area as their territory only. So the brunet was surprised when the door opened and he caught the scent of Sakura blossoms.
Yugi smiled at him, sunlight gracing his pale skin with an ethereal glow. “May I ask a favor?”
“Ask what you want, but I won’t be obligated to do anything.” Seto thought, that maybe, Yugi wanted him to leave him alone from now on. Even though the incident that morning had turned out fine, it couldn’t have sat well with the petite teen to have been put on the spot like that.
“Will you come back to the ryotei? I can give you a true performance there, instead of the half captured one you recorded.”
The brunet blushed. He hadn’t realized anyone had noticed the detachable camera, let alone Yugi.
“Please come,” the boy continued. “I want to perform properly for you, as I could not before, Kaiba-dono.” The wind blew gently, as if it had wanted to play with the colorful hair. It ran invisible fingers through the golden bangs, and made Seto feel a strange emotion in his chest. He wanted to touch one of those long locks and maybe kiss it, to feel the softness on his lips. He wondered why Yugi was here, asking such a thing, instead of in the courtyard with his friends.
Once more he felt his mouth moving before his brain felt the need to inform him that he had a response.
“Perform something for me now, and I’ll consider your request.” Yugi smiled again and revealed two fans he had kept inside his school jacket. He began to sing a low melody that made his voice drop into a purr, and his body accompanied his voice in a slow and sweeping dance. Seto ate as he watched, and felt satisfied.
Yugi had remembered him.
~*~
CHILDISH FANTASY
I want to make your cold lips smile
Put laughter in your voice just for a while
The world isn’t so gray
With a chance it will mend
I’m sure you will someday
Fall in love again
There’s a special smile on my face
Just for you to see
I want to drown in your embrace
Childish Fantasy
I want to warm your intense eyes
Just for me to see
I want to see love without disguise
Childish Fantasy
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Seto x Yugi
Disclaimer: Kazuki Takahashi owns Yugi-Oh, not me. How disappointing is that? XD
“Gently As She Goes” is written by Glen Ballard & Alan Silvestri. Second stanza is by me. :P
Summary: He was like a precious doll on a pedestal that he had dared to touch.
~*~Season 1: Lesson 1~*~
ADDICTION
My voice is gone
My brain has stopped
You make my heart tremble
You steal my breath
I burn inside
I can’t get enough of you
I can’t stay away
I need more everyday
I think I’m addicted
Your love is just like a drug
~*~
A month had gone by since the start of the school year. Most of the Sakura blossoms were gone, but somehow the sweet scent stayed. It followed him around, that boy Muto Yugi.
Only days in, his unusual beauty and graceful demeanor had made him one of the most popular people in the school. He was smart, well-learned, talented, and he didn’t mind giving his time to others when he wasn’t working at his family’s ryotei.
He had made no effort to speak with Yugi. He doubted the boy would remember him from just one visit.
Their history teacher had given them a free study period, so of course, most of his classmates were wandering around the room to talk instead. Several were gathered around Yugi, who had brought a small harp with him today; something about the music teacher wanting to hear his skill on the foreign instrument. Girls and boys alike were asking for a demonstration without any sort of shame. For some reason, it made Seto annoyed, and perhaps a little angry.
Yugi smiled and gave in to the demand. “Alright. I know an old European song I’m sure you will like.” Slim fingers glided over the strings, making them sing in a slow and haunting melody.
“Lips ripe as the berries in June;
Red the rose, red the rose.
Skin pale as the light of the moon,
Gently as she goes.
Eyes blue as the sea and the sky;
Water flows, water flows.
Heart burning like fire in the night,
Gently as she goes.”
The room is silent for several moments after the final note melts into the air.
“That was beautiful.” Several students agree and some clap. Seto felt his mouth moving before he realized he had anything to say.
“I heard a skilled performer can add new stanza for short songs.”
“That is true,” Yugi answered slowly, unsure of the brunet’s intentions.
“Can you? Are you so skilled as everyone claims?”
Their peers gave Seto dirty looks. In the time it took them to like Yugi, the same moments were all that was needed for them to dislike the Kaiba heir. They saw him as a cold-blooded, aristocratic snob.
Seto didn’t really care what they thought.
“Don’t listen to the jerk, Yug,” said Jounouchi Katsuya, a lanky blond with messy hair and brown eyes that held street experience. He was almost as tall as Seto but lacked all of the finesse and refining. Jounouchi reminded Seto of a puppy, a Golden Retriever or a Labrador.
“Yeah, just ignore the guy,” agreed Honda Hiroto, another tall one but with dark brown hair done in a fin-like box-cut and hard grey-brown eyes. He was an improvement over his canine friend but not by much. Seto just thought of him as an idiot.
“It’s fine,” Yugi said is his soft tone. “It’s a legitimate question.” Purple eyes gazed to Seto. They weren’t angry or annoyed, they weren’t resigned or nervous. They were, perhaps, a little interested. “Listen to my song and decide for yourself if I am skilled.” With that, he began playing again.
“Lips ripe as the berries in June;
Red the rose, red the rose.
Skin pale as the light of the moon,
Gently as she goes.
Eyes blue as the sea and the sky;
Water flows, water flows.
Heart burning like fire in the night,
Gently as she goes.”
The next words flowed from him as naturally as his breath. They may as well have been original lyrics.
“Hair that’s as soft as a sigh;
The wind blows, the wind blows.
Laugh as sad as a lonely goodbye,
Gently as she goes.
A smile like the sun at noon;
How she glows, how she glows.
Voice carries the loveliest tune,
Gently as she goes.”
If anything, the students thought Yugi had done even better than the first time.
“That just added a whole new dimension to the lady in the song,” Mazaki Anzu claimed in a dreamy voice. If Yugi had a fan club, she was probably the President. She was cute and perky with a dancer’s build, chin-length brown hair and blue eyes. They weren’t the ice blue of Seto’s but a deeper shade like water. Seto thought of her as a cheerleading tree-hugger who needed her mouth stapled shut; permanently.
“Ha! Take that, moneybags!” Jounouchi shouted at Seto in triumph. However, his grin fell when he noticed that the brunet didn’t even seem to have listened. Seto was busy typing away on his laptop, eyes firmly on the screen in front of him. “Why you!”
Yugi chuckled. “Leave him alone, Jounouchi-kun. No harm done. As a performer, it’s my fault that I couldn’t keep his interest.”
“That’s bullshit!” The conversation degraded and evolved to other things after that.
Seto kept his eyes on his monitor, instead, and the moments his webcam captured.
Seto’s classmates continued to throw him dirty looks over the next two hours. It was annoying but not overly bothersome. The kids there were amateurs at the evil eye compared to his daily dealings with the harden businessmen he had learned to contend with on equal footing. As it was, they forgot all about him once the lunch bell rang.
Since Seto couldn’t stand the crowds, he often ate on the school roof. The other students knew this and stayed well away, including the seniors after a nasty confrontation on the first day when the older teens tried to stake the area as their territory only. So the brunet was surprised when the door opened and he caught the scent of Sakura blossoms.
Yugi smiled at him, sunlight gracing his pale skin with an ethereal glow. “May I ask a favor?”
“Ask what you want, but I won’t be obligated to do anything.” Seto thought, that maybe, Yugi wanted him to leave him alone from now on. Even though the incident that morning had turned out fine, it couldn’t have sat well with the petite teen to have been put on the spot like that.
“Will you come back to the ryotei? I can give you a true performance there, instead of the half captured one you recorded.”
The brunet blushed. He hadn’t realized anyone had noticed the detachable camera, let alone Yugi.
“Please come,” the boy continued. “I want to perform properly for you, as I could not before, Kaiba-dono.” The wind blew gently, as if it had wanted to play with the colorful hair. It ran invisible fingers through the golden bangs, and made Seto feel a strange emotion in his chest. He wanted to touch one of those long locks and maybe kiss it, to feel the softness on his lips. He wondered why Yugi was here, asking such a thing, instead of in the courtyard with his friends.
Once more he felt his mouth moving before his brain felt the need to inform him that he had a response.
“Perform something for me now, and I’ll consider your request.” Yugi smiled again and revealed two fans he had kept inside his school jacket. He began to sing a low melody that made his voice drop into a purr, and his body accompanied his voice in a slow and sweeping dance. Seto ate as he watched, and felt satisfied.
Yugi had remembered him.
~*~
CHILDISH FANTASY
I want to make your cold lips smile
Put laughter in your voice just for a while
The world isn’t so gray
With a chance it will mend
I’m sure you will someday
Fall in love again
There’s a special smile on my face
Just for you to see
I want to drown in your embrace
Childish Fantasy
I want to warm your intense eyes
Just for me to see
I want to see love without disguise
Childish Fantasy