|To Want Love
Author: DarthAnimus PM
AU - Sometimes, finding love isn't easy. The demon Yami finds this to be very true when he becomes fascinated by the human boy Yugi and brings him to his home to mate. YYY KJ BR MMRated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Horror - Yami Yūgi & Yūgi M. - Chapters: 27 - Words: 42,857 - Reviews: 185 - Favs: 114 - Follows: 43 - Updated: 10-10-08 - Published: 01-14-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4011319
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Darth's Notes: Now, first things first. I will have everyone know that this story is not exactly mine. I am actually the beta for this story but the original author KCRose18 gave me permission to post the story here. She says that I have been doing so much work to improve the story that I deserve it. She a real angel and had, in my opinion, a really good idea for a story so I simply had to help her out when she said she was in dire need of a beta reader.
So, I applied to take the job. I'll have all the people looking for a beta know that I am not accepting any other beta jobs. The only reasons I decided to take this one were because I liked the story idea and felt a connection to the storyline, and also because the capters are short.
I decided to leave any and all comments by the original author untouched and so any words I might have to say about the chapter in question will be put in as Darth's Notes.
Okay, I had not gotten the hang of this proof reading thing when I worked on this chapter so this chapter is probably the one that is most alike to the original text given to me to work on. Also, I will be putting links to KCRose18's profile and also her upload of the story to my profile page. That is so that you guys can give your comments to her directly.
In the Dark of Light: Chapter 1
To Want Love
I love my friends
and I love my family,
But at the end of the day,
I want something more.
Someone to love in another way.
Is it wrong to want that one thing?
Someone whose there to just hold me.
Is it wrong to want just someone to love?
I just want to be cared for in a way I've never been cared for.
I just want to be loved and cared for in that one way.
At the end of the day I want them to hold me.
Is it wrong to want those things in my life?
Is it wrong to want to feel pure in that one way?
Just tell me if it is because I need to know.
I just want that love at the end of the day.
At the end of the reading of this poem, a lone being walks out through a door. At that the being whom did the reading turns about before putting down something and then going after the being that left just a moment ago.
When the item that was put down by the second being is looked at, it turns out to be one paper with writing on it and at the top are the words: TO WANT LOVE.
It was a hot summer day. It was just the kind of time when all the flowers grow tall and the trees sway with the wind. But in a forest, far from any town, there lay a small boy near a river. The water in the river was clear and the rays from the sun had caused it to become warm. But that is not what one would really be paying attention to if they had taken a look at the boy. He was short, with healthy looking sink, and a very cute look on his faces as he was lying there sleeping and seeing unknown dreams. But it was none of this that would have anyone looking at him. No, it was the fact that he had hair that was three colors in it. No one could deny that it was not something anyone had ever seen before.
Suddenly the reader of the story looked up at all the kids in the room to see what they were thinking. All the kids were ages between three and eight and they where sitting is small chairs around a fireplace. The story reader was a older looking man with hair that had just started to turn grey.
"And what happens next Mr. M?" one of the smaller girls asked curiously, her tone of voice quiet, like she was embarrassed about breaking the expectant atmosphere.
"Well," the man called Mr. M started again, clearly about to continue the story. "I am getting to that. Not too far way..."
Not too far away in the woods there was someone who had just been out for a walk when he had seen this boy a sleep near the river. The person looked on with red eyes that seemed to glow. But before he knew what he was going to do, or if he was going to do anything at all, the boy started to stir, about to wake up. Along with the soft sounds of waking up, came the smell of flowers that reached the young man that had simply happened to come near this young looking boy. Now I say young looking, because the scent Yami, the new arrival, had gotten had told him that this boy was really 17 years, nearly 18. In other words that would make the child about 214 moons old. (Do the math people. 204 moons is 17 years and 216 moons is 18).
"So little things come in pretty wrapping? Then I have to get to know this little one", Yami muttered to himself. "I wonder what he is like. I hope not like the rest of the human world." The man's face twisted in a disgusted grimace. "Humans, humph, they are always so alike, like copies of each other who always think the same way about things. They don't realize that life is not just half of one thing or half of another thing. Life a lot more complex and most humans piss me off by not understanding that one little thing about life." Yami just continued on with his walk home after saying all that. But not before getting a "higher" view of the young looking boy.
Now Yami lives in that very forest, but deep in its depths that no human can get to his dwelling without someone who knew the way there to guide them. Otherwise one would get very lost very fast. Yami just keep walking on turning here and there but never stopping for more then a few moments to look around and make sure no one was following him. Soon he came to a huge gate that was attached to the wall that went around the yard that surrounded his house.
"Whom comes to this gate and why are you here?" came a deep and loud voice from the gate. (That is right, the gate can talk).
"It is I, Yami, one of the four masters of this house. Let me in or I will let my self in." this was a spell that was used to open the gate and Yami had to use it ever time he went in after leaving the place. It kept unwanted guests from getting into his home and it also helped to keep out things that could cause harm to him or to anyone else who lived inside.
Soon after Yami had spoke the spell, the gate opened with a creak that sounded like it had not been used a lot. In fact, it was only ever used to get in, not out. That was another thing about the gate; you can't get in without knowing the spell but you could walk out as if nothing was there.
At this part the Mr.M had to stop again, but just to get some water. As soon as he was done, however, the kids started to ask about many things.
"Why did Yami seem so cold?" was asked by a small little girl with red hair, who was frowning in displeasure at the story's character's personality.
"Well," Mr.M started "it is because he had no one that he could call a precious person, a mate, that he could call his own. This is why. You see, without a mate he feels really lonely and depressed all the time."
"So, does he ever get a mate then?" another child, this time a little boy with green hair, asks. The boy did not look too happy about that possibility and Mr.M smiled at the way the children were already so taken in by the story. Then the old man started to speak again: "Ah, I expected that one of you was going to ask that one." And with that the Mr.M started to tell more of the story. " You see the next thing that Yami did was..."
Just as Yami walked thought the door, he started to think about that boy he had run into during his outing, the one sleeping in the flower field.
'I must meet him…' the young man decided. 'But how will I go about doing it? Maybe if I ask Seto...' Yami shook his head at that thought. 'Maybe not, he has a lot on his plate right now.' He frowned and placed his hands on his hips, deep in thought now. 'I still can't believe that he got himself a human like that. But then again, it will probably do us all good to have someone around that won't run from Seto just because he acts so cold.' Yami's thoughts then returned to his previous dilemma. 'Maybe I should ask his little brother?' Yami shook hie head and released s short laugh before speaking out loud: "Ya, that would be a good thing to do." Rolling his eyes he looked around to find that he had been walking towards the masters' bedroom hallway. "Well then Seto it is."
Having made up his mind Yami went on his way down the hallways and seem to not stop until he came to a hallway with six doors in it. Looking around he went to the door at the far end and opened it to reveal a stairway. Going up it as fast as he could he came to another hall with only four doors this time.
Yami knew that if Seto was not down in the lab he would be up here trying to get his "puppy" to obey its "master". Too bad that it had been three weeks without any luck, something that was nerve wrecking for poor Seto.
"He still thinks that his "puppy" is disobeying him because he took him from his life", Yami mumbled with amusement evident in his tone. "Hehe, everyone knows that Jou is doing it because he actually likes Seto. Even Seto's little brother knows that by now. And if Seto would see this then we could finally move Jou out of that room and into his own." Yami allowed a rather lecherous smirk tug on his lips. "It would be nice to have Seto less mad at the end of the day."
That in mind Yami went to the blue door near the end of the hallway. He lifted up his hand to knock and at that exact moment…