Lemonaid or The YGO Cast in Protest of the Author

YT: Ok, I have only one thing to say about this fic... my hikari made me do it.
Hikari_Tenshi: Whether served hot or cold, revenge is sweeeeet...
YT: *sigh* I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, there would be no anime because Yami would be
chained to ed. ed. Naked.

WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS SHOUNEN-AI AND YAOI (BOYxBOY SEX).
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Lemon-Aid (or The Yu-Gi-Oh Cast in Protest of the Author)
by Yami_Tenshi


Yugi Motou walked down his street toward the Game Shop, deep in thought. /I really
don't want to do this, Tenshi./

YT: Ugh, Yugi, we've been through this...
Yami: I have to agree with Yugi, Tenshi.
YT: Stay out of this, Pharaoh.
Bakura: For once I agree with the stupid Pharaoh's light. I don't want to do this either.
YT: NOBODY ASKED YOUR OPINION, YOU FREAK!!! Yugi, you're doing it; Yami, you're
going to help him; Bakura, shut it. I am the author! I am omnipresent, omniscient, and
omnipotent! Challenge me not!!!
Yugi: Yeesh! Ok, ok...we get it. What was I doing?
YT: You're walking down the street... and LIKING it!
Yugi: O.K!

Yugi Motou walked down his street to the Game Shop, deep in thought. /Oh!...Oww./

YT: Now what?!
Yugi: Sorry... tripped.
YT: *sigh* Can we get on with it, please?
Yami: Tenshi...
YT: Shush, Atem.
Yami: *grumble*

Yugi was contemplating a rumor he had heard at school. /It can't possibly be true. I mean,
I told Ryou about it, but he wouldn't tell anyone, and Yami doesn't know, cause if I told him,
he'd flip!/

Yami: Too right.
YT: SHHH!!!

When he reached home, he climbed the narrow staircase to the apartment above. There he
found Ryou already waiting for him. "How did you get here before me?"
"Kura showed me a shortcut. Speaking of whom, I swear Yugi, I haven't told a soul!"
Yugi sighed and dumped his schoolbag on the floor before throwing himself across the couch. A
muffled "I know" came from the cushion in which he had buried his face. Ryou smiled
sympathetically and crossed the living room to sit on the couch, pushing Yugi's feet down as he
did so. The other teen pulled himself up and leaned his tri-colored head on his best friend's
shoulder. "What am I going to do, Ryou?"
"There's always suicide."

Yugi: *snicker*
YT: What?! Ryou...!
Ryou: @_@ Oh, alright...

"I'm not sure, Yugi. Have you thought about just telling him how you feel?"
"Yeah, but I'm too afraid that he'd just laugh at me. Yami doesn't need another excuse to send
him to the Shadow Realm."
"You know, you're going to have to tell him sometime."
"Who? Bakura?"
"No, silly. Yami."
"Ugh. Don't remind me. He'll flip when he finds out and I haven't even done anything yet!"
"Yet."
Yugi blushed at Ryou's wolfish grin. "What about Seto's party on Saturday? You can let Bakura
know how you feel, privately, and if things work out even Yami would think twice about making
a scene in front of everyone."
Yugi pondered this for a moment. It made sense, he just didn't see why he had to make the first
move, especially since the rumor at school seemed to confirm the white spirit's mutual interest.
Yugi could just imagine it; He'd take Bakura out to the gardens and tell hinestnestly how he felt.
The former tomb robber would not hesitate a moment but wrap his strong arms around him,
pulling him into a crushing kiss and tugging insistently at his...

Yugi: *gag*
Yami: *growl*
YT: *pulls out the Rod and starts polishing it lovingly* Don't start, you two.

Yugi shook himself out of his reverie. One look at Ryou's knowing smirk was enough to
turn the tiny duelist several different shades of pink. His friend obviously knew in which
direction his thoughts had wandered.

Yugi: Yeah, straight off the nearest cliff.
YT: That's enough out of you, shorty.
Ryou:*holds back an irate hikari*
YT: Get on with it, Ryou.

"On that note, Yugi, I think I'll leave you alone."
Yugi just blushed harder as his friend picked up his books and slipped on his loafers.

Ryou: Loafers?! I'm wearing loafers???
YT: Sure! You're British ain't ya?
Ryou: O_o What has that to do with it?
YT: Ummm...
Ryou: I KNEW it! Kura was right! You haven't a CLUE as to what you're doing, have you?
YT: *cheerfully* Nope!
All: *groan*
Yami: You all realise that our lives are in her hands?
All: *swatting at Yami* Shut up! She'll hear you!
YT: *evil grin* Too late.

Yugi closed the door behind Ryou...

Yugi: *slams door... ha YT: YT: @_@

...and headed upstairs to do his homework. Just as he settled down to his history
assignment, he heard Yami's key in the lock. //Aibou? I'm home.//
/Hey, Yami. How was your day?/
//Awful. Ishizu found me five new texts to translate and they all turned out to be merchant lists
and property deeds. Not remotely interesting.//

Yami: Kind of like this plot line.
YT: If I wanted your opinion, Pharaoh, I'd write it.

Yugi smiled to himself and sent a wave of sympathy down the link. He heard some clattering in
the kitchen which was undoubtedly Yami making tea. Sure enough, a few minutes later Yami
was at his bedroom door, a steaming mug in each hand. Yugi took his and sipped it gratefully as
his darker half sprawled across bes bed, tea in one hand, chin in the other. /Have you decided
what you're going to wear to Seto's party?/
//Mmm...// Yami sipped his tea thoughtfully. //Something seductive. Otogi's been trying to make
a move on my CEO and I want his eyes on me, and me alone.//
/Otogi'd better watch out./ Yugi giggled.

Otogi: Tenshi, why are you dragging me into this?
YT: Mmm... It's gotta be the earring. *flicks the die* Yeah, it's the stupid earring.
Yami: *whispering* Let's go, aibou.
YT: FREEZE, Pharaoh!
Y/Y: Eep.

//It should be an interesting evening.// Yami's eyes unfocussed and Yugi caught several wisps of
thought from his other. Yami was contemplating pleasurable' ways of punishing Seto should his
eye wander. /Gods, Yami. Two words: cold shower!/
Yami snapped back to reality and laughingly drained his mug. //Not a bad idea, aibou.
Goodnight. Don't stay up too late.//
/I won't. Goodnight./

Yugi sighed as Yami closed the door behind him. He couldn't tell the former Pharaoh that
he was in love with his arch rival, he just couldn't! Yugi threw himself on his bed and groaned
into his pillows. He was not looking forward to tomorrow night.

Yugi: Well, at least you got that right.
YT: Keep it up, little guy and I will make this even more painful for you than it has to be.
Yami: Are you threatening my light?
YT: *glare*
Yami: *cowers* Don't hurt me...!
YT: Ok, everyone! Lemon next chapter!
Yugi: *groan* Could someone out there smack her for me?
Bakura: I'm on it.
YT: Bring it, ya white-haired sissy.
Ryou: Ooh... those are fighting words, Tenshi.
YT: Pfft! I'm shaking in my shiny little stiletto-heeled bitch boots. Be back in five, everybody...
and I mean it!!! No sneaking off! *glares at Yami trying to hide Yugi in the Puzzle*
Yami: Hikari_Tenshi? Get my agent on the phone, will you?