Hey, this is a AU YGO fic! Wheeeee!
This is a remake of a fic I created with original characters by switching them with YGO characters. This fic is an AU. Alternate Universe, got it? T.T I hope someone actually reads this one... No one but Toni read the original...though it's understandable.
Summary: Bakura collides into someone who'll fuck up his world, for the better... right... PAIRINGS: BakuraYugi
(eventual TristanDuke SetoJou) MarikMalik Yami? Anzu? I refuse to pair up Yami with a woman...
SA32: Disclaimer: My idiotic friend here doesn't own YGO, or she'd turn in into...gay stuf.
...riiiight...Anywho, on with the fic!
Bakura sighed as he walked back to his house from the magazine stand on the corner of the street. He looked into a plastic bag he held filled with magazines and candy and started to grab the list his friends made of which magazines they wanted and what candy to be bought. As he reached for it, he felt someone collide with him. He looked down and found himself staring at '' An angel...'' he whispered. 'No, a boy...teenager ...
probably...' He reasoned in his mind. The boy had hair almost just like his friend Yami, pointy, with blonde bangs, black hair, red tips. He also had gorgeous amethyst eyes. He had milky white skin that was marred by a few bruises on his face. He wore jeans and a black t-shirt and a long white shirt underneath so Bakura couldn't tell if he had any bruises anywhere else.
The boy had a scared look on his face and was trembling slightly. ''Help me...please...'' Said the soft, melodic voice of the boy. Bakura could barely hear him over the sound of feet trampling the ground. ''HE WENT AROUND 'ERE!'' He heard a British voice cry out. He then realized that the poor boy was being chased and hid him behind his back, telling him to be as quiet and still as he could. A group of boys ran the corner, all looking vaguely the same age as the boy behind him. '' 'Ey, you see a boy about our age, with black 'air and green eyes come 'round 'ere?'' The boy who called out before asked Bakura. He had dark brown hair, spiked up and black eyes. Bakura pointed to a street which broke into many alleyways. The brunette nodded at Bakura and he and his group ran down the street, breaking up into many groups which ran down different streets.
Bakura turned to the boy who now clung to his chest like it was a lifeline. ''Thank you...'' the boy murmured. ''You're welcome...uh, my name's Bakura.'' Bakura replied to the teenager. He shook the boy lightly as he got no answer. ''Uh, kid?'' He asked, and then noticed that the boy had passed out. He sighed and picked him up easily, suprised that a teen would be this light. He walked the rest of the way to his house and rang the doorbell, not able to open it by himself. The door opened, revealing his roommates, now staring at the boy in his arms. ''...THAT was not on the list...''
Yugi's POV (tri-color-haired boy), next morning
''So, he just bumped into you acidently?'' ''Yes, he was being chased by a group of guys.'' I opened my eyes, being awoken by unfamiliar voices. I notice I'm in a soft bed covered in caramel colored comforters. I look around and noticed I'm in a cream colored room. Next to the bed is a small, wooden bookcase, filled with anime. I notice it's mostly shoujo books, as well as yaoi and shounen ai anime. On top of the bookcase( it's about as tall as a table) is a TV remote, a lamp, and an anime. Across the room is the television, resting on a cabinet of sorts. Next to the TV and cabinet...thingy, is a purple door. I didn't know they came in purple! Maybe it was painted...
Anyway, on the other side of the TV and cabinet thing is another door...it's jade green. Somewhat lighter than emerald green, and much less vibrant. I'm getting off topic, anywho, the door is slightly open. I guess that's where the voices were coming from. ''So he's okay?'' Oh, they're back. That voice is deep and rough. ''Yep, he's alright except for a few minor bruisings on his face, arms, and upper chest.'' The voice that just spoke was lighter and had a british accent. ''Good, I was a little worried...'' ''Only a lil? Riiiiight...'' I blush at what the lighter voice insinuated. I sat up quietly, pulling the covers off. I blink. I'm only wearing a pair of soft blue pajama pants. ''Where'd I get these?'' I ask myself out loud. Stupid. The voices outside stopped talking. I watched as the green door opened and in came two men.
One was a young Japanese looking man (duh, we're in Domino, Japan...), his hair was white and slightly puffy, cascading past his shoulders. His eyes were chocolate colored(AN: I know some say Ryou's, yeah it's Ryou, eyes are green, but I like brown better.)and his skin was light peach. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt that had the initials BMB on it. The other was the man from last night. Him! The younger man said something to my savior...savior...I like that... oops, off topic. Anywho, the man left the room, leaving me and my savior alone. I stared at my savior. God, he's hot. His hair is messy and white, very spiky and long, he looks like the other man from before, maybe they're related... His eyes are so deep, a sharp brown I'd love to get lost in. He's well built, I can tell. He has a bronze tan as far as I can see, though that's not far since he's wearing a white tee, a green open tee over it, and blue jeans. On his left cheek is a long scar with two smaller scars crossing it.
He's smiling at me... ''I'm Bakura...'' So, my savior has a name... ''I told you before, but you had passed out...'' I blush and mutter an apology. ''Running who knows how many blocks can do that to you...'' I say and we both laugh. ''So...the bathroom's through there.'' He points to the purple door. ''Duke put some clothes in there for you, we're washing your clothes right now.'' ''Duke? Is he the one who owns these?'' I ask, refering to the blue cloth covering my lower body. He nods. ''Yeah, this is also his room. He bunked with me last night... Alright, I'll leave so you can shower and get dressed.'' ''Oh wait! ...I'm Yugi...'' I mutter, feeling stupid since I didn't tell him earlier. He smirked. ''Nice to meet you, Yugi.'' He says and leaves the room, shutting the green door with a 'click'. I walked into the room behind the purple door only to be greeted with more purple. I strip of the pajama pants and put them in a purple hamper. I turn on the water in the shower/tub... which happened to be purple... and set it to the right temperature. I stepped in and started my shower.
-15 or so minutes later-
I step out, my hair smelling like lilacs. I wrap a violet colored towel around my waist and plug in a- you guessed it- purple hairdryer. I blow dry my hair and braid it(AN: bwahaha, I have made Yugi's hair braodable, going with the theory that he puts it up with tubs of gel, which he has none of here... yeah), tying it with a black ponytail holder I found in the cabinet. I dry myself off and put the towel in the hamper. I look at the clothes which were placed on the lid of the toilet seat. It consisted of a pair of brown boxers, white socks, a beautiful creamy colored, long sleeved shirt with light brown lace at the end of the sleeves and collar. The pants were comfortable, brown khakis. I slipped everything on, putting my cell phone, which was ontop of all the clothes, in my pocket and smiled. It's a beautiful outfit, though even close to my style.
Oh well. I step out of the bathroom, shutting the door, and walked out of the green door. I blink. On the outside, it's cream colored, the same as the walls of the room from before... Now, I'm in a hallway. A green hallway. At the end of the hallway is a light blue door, slightly open. Does everything here match? I walk down the hallway to the light blue door and open it more. I step into the room, which was a baby blue. On a dark blue couch, I see my savior and the british man, as well as two others I didn't recognize.
One had brown hair that seemed gelled to form a point.He had golden eyes and his skin was a deep peach. He wore an orange tee shirt and faded blue jean cutoffs,showing his legs from the knee down. Oh? He keeps sneaking looks at the person on his left. On his right is Bakura. On his left is a young man. He looks girlier than I do! Well, to me... He has long black hair that looks to be in a ponytail. He has eyes as bright as the hallway from before, a strange symbol drawn under his left eye, and light peach skin. Unlike me, I look pale, alabaster... Anywho, he's wearing a deep red vest, with a sleeveless black shirt and black dress pants, along with red socks. He keeps looking secretly at the brunette on his right. Aww, so cute. They like each other. On the raven haired boy's other side is the white haired dude, who has his arm resting behind the emerald eyed boy. Hmm...
''Boo.'' I jump in suprise. I turn around and lock eyes with a medium lengthed blonde. Lotta blondes here... His eyes were the color of the bathroom I was in before, his skin as tan as Bakura's, and he was pretty tan, and had on a blue tee with Inuyasha on it. He also had on a pair of tan capris and was barefoot. He was smirking and a playful look shown in his eyes. ''So, you joining us or what?'' He asked. I smiled and nodded. He grinned and pushed me farther into the room. ''Guess who's here to join us!'' He called out, and everyone turned around to face us. Bakura smiled at me and waved for me to sit down on the other couch. I smile back and sit in the seat closest to Bakura. The lilac eyed blonde sits next to me, grinning.
''Everyone, this is Yugi.'' Bakura announces. Everyone smiles and introduces themselves. ''I'm Tristan, I'm 24, and I am a swordsmith. I also teach people to use swords.'' The tough looking brunette said. ''Oh, is that why you have those scars on your arms and legs?'' I ask, just remembering that he had a few scars on him. He nods, grinning. ''Though a few were from street fightds, but I have more on my chest, look.'' He lifts his shirt, as the black haired man blushed his head off, excusing himself to the 'bathroom'. I 'ooh' and 'ahh' at the scars and Tristan soon lets his shirt down. He 'secretly' looked around for his crush, I'm guessing, to see him coming back in the room. A look of disappointment crosses his face for a second, but no one else seems to notice.
''Well, I'm Duke, I'm 22, and am in my last year of designer school. I'm studying to be a tailor... I made the clothes you and I are wearing.''(AN: so sorry, but I must remind you all that this is an AU fic, please no reviews on the jobs) The 'crushee' explains to me. I gasp and compliment his handiwork. He smirks proudly, thanking me. ''Next! I'm Ryou and I'm 22 as well. I'm in medical school, and am studying to be a family doctor.'' The british man says. I smile, that's a nice ambition. The bouncy, tan blonde popped up in front of me. ''I be Malik! I'm 24 and a dance instructor!'' I giggle. He looks confused as does everyone else. ''I guessed he'd be something physical like that, he seems so energetic!'' I explain. A look of comprehension is on everyone's face.
''Well, I'm Yugi, as Bakura told you. And I'm 18.'' I pause in telling them about myself as I hear someone go ''He's legal!'' I blush, shake my head and start talking again. ''I'm going to Izark Watamori High School.(AN: i post too many of these things in here, don't ask aout the school, I made it up) I'm studying to be an artist, or an art teacher.'' Noah looks impressed and I blush as Duke asks me to draw a picture of him. ''I work best when I have my own sketchbook and utensils. Next time.'' I explain, and Duke just nods, smiling happily. Tristan's blushing. ''Hey, Yugi? Why were those boys chasing you last night, if you don't mind me asking?'' Bakura asks. I yawn, I knew that would come up soon.
''Well, you know the dude with the English accent?'' Bakura nods, explaining about there being a British dude in the group. I starts again. ''It turns out his girlfriend dumped him because she had a crush on me, which I still can't believe, and they trailed me after school to see if I liked her. The girl's really popular and nice but I didn't like her like that, which is what I told them. They then accused me of being gay, which I of course, denied.'' Everyone seemed to pale at that. ''I'm bisexual, which is what I told them. They then started chasing me, I ran at least six blocks til I accidently collided with Bakura, who saved me.'' Everyone looks calmer and more relaxed. ''So you know, everyone here is bi or gay, don't feel odd.'' Ryou says to me. I smile, that's good to know. We sit in silence for a few minutes before-''I just realized, I didn't tell you about me.'' Bakura says, realization comprehendible on his face. ''Well then, I'm Noah, and I'm 24.'' I blink in suprise. SIX years my senior!
He looks so young, all of them do. ''I'm a therapist, and have published a book.''( AN: laughing my ass off whoo, people might kill me for that one...) I gasp. That's right! He was on the back of that book Anzu was reading! I blink. Oh crap! Anzu and Seto and Jou! I'm supposed to meet them! I slip out my cell and look at the time. I'm to meet them in 15 minutes! ''What's wrong?'' Tristan asks me. I guess my suprise is showing on my face. ''I'm supposed to meet my friends in 15 minutes at the Rustero Cinaplex!'' (AN: made it up) Bakura looks a little sad. ''I promise I'll be back, I mean, I've gotta return these fabulous clothes! Here, my cell number, just call when my clothes are done and I'll come back soon.'' I write my number on Bakura's hand, but he didn't seem to mind. I thank everyone for their hospitality and slip on my shoes, which I find by the door. I open to leave the house and the last thing I hear is Malik asking, ''Why did he write it on BAKURA'S hand?''
Well, that's the end of the first chapter! Don't worry, I'm writing more even if I don't get a review from anyone but Toni, though who knowswhenit'll be uploaded.Also, dun worry, I'll try putting in Yami in the next chap... if anyone reviews... Ja ne for now!