Hikari's Dark Angel - Rewrite
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,458
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Yugioh! or any Yugioh! characters. I own this plot, none else. I make no money from this story.
Hikari's Dark Angel - Rewrite
Yami cursed his luck, kicking at a soda can on the ground, his now black wings hidden away. Just because he was homosexual DOES NOT gice those hypocrites the right to banish him to the human world. What about free will? What about free love? Swearing venemously, the dark angel entered Domino High to begin his new life in this wretched human world.
~*~*~
Yugi Mutou sat in his homeroom, staring out the window while the rest of the class gossiped around him. Appearantly, there was a new student entering their class that day, and he was supposed to be a total hottie.
‘Just one more way to be tortured,’ the miserable teen thought, not even hoping he had a chance of interacting with another guy without being called a “freak”. He was homosexual, and despite four other guys in his class being the same way, he was the only one picked on for it. No one dared try to get on Jounouchi, Honda, Ootachi, or Kaiba’s bad sides: Not if they valued their lives.
“Class, take your seats,” the teacher said as he entered the classroom. There was much grumbling and muttering as the students went to their desks. “Now, class, we have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Mr. Yami Atemu. Mr. Atemu?”
“Yeah, yeah,” huffed a haughty, yet sexy, baritone voice. A teen looking both remarkably like Yugi and yet very different from him walked into the classroom. Everyone in the room attracted to guys began to drool. You could clearly see that this young man was well-built from the tightness of his clothes. His crimson eyes and tan skin made him look dark and mysterious, and his rose-red lips looked heavenly, even as he scowled.
The dark angel’s angry crimson eyes glared at all the drooling students, especially the four previously mentioned tough guys. His eyes suddenly flickered, then softened as they fell on Yugi, whose own amethyst orbs were staring at his desk, his shoulders shaking as he cried. Yami completely ignored everyone else, including the teacher, and walked over to Yugi. He cupped his hand around the teen’s chin and forced the boy to look at him. Yugi gasped at the tender look of concern in those crimson pools.
“What’s wrong, my little hikari?” the dark angel asked gently. Yugi averted his eyes and remained silent. Yami sighed. He let go of the petite teen’s face and wiped away the boy’s tears. “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. But one as innocent and beautiful as you should never have to shed tears of sorrow.”
With that, Yami took the empty seat next to Yugi and waited for the lesson to begin.
~*~*~
Yugi Mutou sat in his homeroom, staring out the window while the rest of the class gossiped around him. Appearantly, there was a new student entering their class that day, and he was supposed to be a total hottie.
‘Just one more way to be tortured,’ the miserable teen thought, not even hoping he had a chance of interacting with another guy without being called a “freak”. He was homosexual, and despite four other guys in his class being the same way, he was the only one picked on for it. No one dared try to get on Jounouchi, Honda, Ootachi, or Kaiba’s bad sides: Not if they valued their lives.
“Class, take your seats,” the teacher said as he entered the classroom. There was much grumbling and muttering as the students went to their desks. “Now, class, we have a new student joining us today. Please welcome Mr. Yami Atemu. Mr. Atemu?”
“Yeah, yeah,” huffed a haughty, yet sexy, baritone voice. A teen looking both remarkably like Yugi and yet very different from him walked into the classroom. Everyone in the room attracted to guys began to drool. You could clearly see that this young man was well-built from the tightness of his clothes. His crimson eyes and tan skin made him look dark and mysterious, and his rose-red lips looked heavenly, even as he scowled.
The dark angel’s angry crimson eyes glared at all the drooling students, especially the four previously mentioned tough guys. His eyes suddenly flickered, then softened as they fell on Yugi, whose own amethyst orbs were staring at his desk, his shoulders shaking as he cried. Yami completely ignored everyone else, including the teacher, and walked over to Yugi. He cupped his hand around the teen’s chin and forced the boy to look at him. Yugi gasped at the tender look of concern in those crimson pools.
“What’s wrong, my little hikari?” the dark angel asked gently. Yugi averted his eyes and remained silent. Yami sighed. He let go of the petite teen’s face and wiped away the boy’s tears. “It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. But one as innocent and beautiful as you should never have to shed tears of sorrow.”
With that, Yami took the empty seat next to Yugi and waited for the lesson to begin.