Ain't that the Truth

Ain’t that the Truth

Summary: Response to Kiba’s Challenge. Raph Yami
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Awww! Yay!
Author’s Note: Not Kimi ga Iru. Don’t freak out. *smiles*

Yami

I didn’t know what to think of you at first. Tall, raw muscle it seemed, that chin of yours chiseled and square. Your side burns gracing your face just right, fine, soft, blond hair going up, up and up. So much like my own, so different.

I look in the mirror everyday and think how could you possibly want me?

I’ve made a million plans, plotted a thousand plots, but when I see you I just freeze up and keep standing next to the lockers.

My Aibou knows. He knows everything and all he does is continue to pat my shoulder and give me a kiss on the cheek and tell me that even if it never happens, he’ll always be there for me.

Too bad I already know that. And too bad I don’t care.

This morning, as I look in the mirror, I say to myself:

“Today is the day Atemu. You’re going to do it.”

I think to myself:

No you won’t, you coward, you freak. You’re just a duel monster’s champ and he’s the jock you’ll never have.

That’s when Aibou knocks on my door and asks me to hurry. He wants to sneak glances at Seto when he comes down the hall.

And to think, I tell him all the time to just tell Kaiba how he feels when I can’t even –

“Yami!” he chirps. “Yami come on!” he whines.

And I smile. “Aibou, really. You’re stalking him you know.”

He pouts and clutches his book pack cutely, turning from side to side a bit. “Am not…if I’m a stalker…what does that make Anzu?”

I put on my leather collar and grin. “Insane.”

We laugh and we leave, knowing when we get to school, neither of us will be able to move when our crushes come down the hall.


Raphael

I rub my shoulders after I put the bar down. I’m up to 210 today. That’s good. Won’t have a problem making the wrestling team…or the football team…or the baseball team.

I laugh and grab a towel. I’m going be late for school but I don’t care. I look in the mirror and run my hands through my hair.

Shit, I gotta take another shower…

I grab the phone and dial. It picks up.

“Yo D, I’m gonna be late.”

He says something snide. He always does. He asks why I can’t speak properly and I tell him in the biggest words I know to kiss my ass.

We laugh and hang up.

I’m just as smart as he is. Just as rich. Just as popular, but everyday, those fan girls and fan boys swarm him.

Dartz isn’t the fucking messiah. What would they think if they knew he had the hots for that whore collector Otogi? They’d back off then.

But that’s neither here nor there.

I take a quick shower, put my clothes on still damp, and hustle out of the door. Amelda’s in the back with his lips on Varon’s neck and I roll my eyes.

Every three seconds they’re trying to fuck, knowing damn well they’re in love with different people.

Why can’t we all just tell the truth. Tell people how we really feel.

I get so sick of these masks.

I take the coffee Dartz gives me and we do some speeding before we hit school. We’re all sort of late. It’s only a few minutes till bell. But as we walk down the hall, a familiar sight graces my eyes.

He waited for me again.

Why can’t I smile at him. He stands there. Boy’s got intense eyes, I’m talking violet fury, his lids lined with coal, those lips full, not pouty.

And I just pass him up.

At my locker I turn a bit. He’s talking to his brother, he’s looking disappointed.

Hell, I’m disappointed. I want to go over there and kiss him.

Or something.

I see that jack ass Kaiba come down the hall, followed by that mosquito Anzu.

At least she expresses how she feels even if –

Damn!

I watch Yugi jump out in front of Kaiba and look into his face. I don’t think he knows we’re all listening as he tell Kaiba he’s into him. The jack ass blinks and takes out a piece of paper. He scribbles on it and gives it to Yugi, talking about it’s his personal cell.

Anzu starts crying and runs off while Yugi stands there star struck as Kaiba walks away.

Damn. Why can’t I do that?


Yami

Today Aibou did it. I still can’t believe it as I put my books away for the day. Kaiba even offered him a ride home. I can’t believe this.

Why can’t I do that?

I give a sigh and get my things. Maybe tomorrow right?

Always tomorrow.

I walk out into the courtyard, heading for my car parked across the way and I see him, leaning again the gate’s concrete posts. The setting sun giving his hair the life of fire.

I clutch my back pack straps and think about hurrying past.

Maybe he won’t see me. But I want him to! Oh but I don’t…

It’s too late and I’m going and I look at him and he looks at me.

I swallow and just stand there, slightly taken aback as he stands.

Damn, Raphael is so tall. I just keep staring into his eyes and down at his lips, but mostly his eyes. They’re really blue. Not Blue Eyes blue, but ocean blue the kind that goes on and on like Mako’s head band or –

“Yami.”

That stops the rambling.

“Y-yes?”

My stomach is doing this really weird thing. I only felt it when I took the throne and later when I made my first edict. Then when I met Yugi and then when I –

“Say, you want go on like…a date or something? I have a car.”

“I have a car.” I say stupidly, watching him smile down at me.

I have the strangest urge to just squeeze his bicep. I wonder if he’ll let me do that –Oh, he’s moving close to me. He’s touching me!

He lifts my chin and I’m just frozen.

“I’ve liked you for a long time, I have tell you that.”

I smile and say something elegant like “Me too”.

“I’ll tell you the truth, I just want to kiss you right now.”

I want to touch his bicep, so I do. With both hands. And I lean up. “Me too.”

I’m so verbose. It kills me.

And then he did.

Raphael

I never thought he’d say anything back. Or even that he felt the same. I just wanted to tell him. Tell him the truth.

And when I did, I felt much lighter. And I wanted to pick him up, but I don’t think he’d like that.

But he came up to me and sure enough I kissed him

And it was electric. Something you feel down inside. Like someone was strumming the strings to my soul.

And we stayed that way for a while, kissing like that. Until D had to be an ass and honk his horn.

Couldn’t he see I was with the boy of my dreams. Damn.

I pull back and we breathe. Yami steps back and he smoothes his shirt, muttering about what an ass D is and I agree. We’re going to get on great together.

“So…um…” I say. I’m real intelligent, have I told you?

Yami smiles. “Do you know where the Kami game shop is?”

“Yeah.”

“I live there.”

“Yeah!”

“Picking me up at seven?”

“Yeah?”

Again, I tell you how smart and articulate I am?

Yami smiles again and it’s like the sun is rising.

“Then I’ll see you then!”

He leaves and I just stand there.

“Wait!” I call, much too late. “Where…are we going?”

I sigh, happy for once, and go to Dartz’s car. I’m a little shocked to see Otogi in the front seat. My seat, but I don’t care.

Varon and Amelda are elsewhere I suppose, but right now, I couldn’t care less.

I had a date tonight.

“What was all that?” Dartz asked, pulling out into traffic.”

“Such and ass.” I say a bit too loud.

Otogi smiled, looking at Dartz. “Ain’t that the truth!”


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*There ya go Kiba. Damn I wrote this fast.
*Miri, I will get to your fic, no worries. All ya’ll others, watch out for the next One Shot. I’m getting my brain together for Noa Mokuba. Who knows what I’ll crank out.
*Schwarzwald loves ya’ll. *Is currently at work* Tee hee!