[fic] Food is the way... - Yugioh, YamixYugi, fluff/romance, G, theme 042 (100_chances)
Theme: 042- Food is the way to a man's heart; for 100_chances
Author: Chey (duelist_gurl163)
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/romance
Pairings: YamixYugi
Archive: Here
Warnings: AU-ish
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Cooking was not his talent, but that wouldn't stop Yami from trying.
Disclaimer: Still I do not own Yugioh.
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“I want to bake Aibou a cake,” Yami announced.
Jounouchi stared vaguely at him through half-open eyes. “Wha…?”
“A cake, I want to bake Aibou a cake.”
“Yami…it’s five o’clock in the morning.”
“Yes, but I want to bake-”
“Bake a cake for Yugi, right.” He yawned, blinking. “I got that.”
“So I need your help!” Yami replied, scowling impatiently.
Turning, Jounouchi shuffled back into his apartment as Yami followed closely behind, closing the door as he continued, “He usually wakes up around seven, I figure two hours should be enough time. Do you think he would like regular icing, or that drizzly sugar-coating kind? Because I was thinking-”
“Yami, stop.” Jounouchi collapsed backwards onto the couch, rubbing his eyes. “First of all…I doubt I have all the ingredients. Even if I did, I don’t know the first thing about baking.”
“Then we’ll simply buy the ingredients,” Yami said. “And the box of cake mix will have the recipe on it. I heard Aibou’s mother say so.”
“The store doesn’t open until seven.”
Yami frowned. “Well isn’t there anyplace that opens sooner?”
“Sure, if you want to buy Yugi breakfast from a restaurant.”
“Aibou is your best friend. It’s his birthday today, and I want to make him a cake, and you’re being extremely unhelpful,” Yami observed. Jounouchi groaned.
“It’s five o’clock in the morning! I would love to help you bake a cake to surprise Yugi with, but not at five in the morning.”
“Well I can’t just go back to his house empty-handed, not after his grandfather got up early just to unhook the alarm so I could sneak out.”
Sighing, Jounouchi sat up. “Okay…here’re your options. Either wait till seven and we can go buy the ingredients, or I guess we could call up Anzu or Mai and hope that they can loan us some stuff and give us a recipe. Or, using what I do have, you can find a recipe on the internet and make him something else.”
“It would be rude to wake them. Fire up the computer,” Yami said cheerfully, walking into the kitchen. Jounouchi fell back against the couch. Of course Yami would only find it rude to bother them.
- - -
“Happy birthday, Aibou!”
Yugi tilted his head slightly at the plate Yami had just presented him with. “Wow, Yami…um…this is a surprise.”
“Jounouchi didn’t have anything to bake a cake with,” Yami said, looking at his partner hopefully. “We did the best we could.”
“That’s really nice of you, thank you…” But what is it?
“I know it’s a little overly cooked, but it’s not bad on the inside.”
Yugi still couldn’t find a polite way to ask, and finally said, “So…what is this called?”
“We decided to call it fruit bread,” he replied, looking proud.
Yugi’s eyebrows furrowed. “Fruit…?”
“Well we found a recipe for fruit cake…we didn’t have the ingredients for it though. Then we found recipes for things like banana bread and zucchini bread, so we combined those with the fruit cake one and modified that recipe for the ingredients that Jounouchi did have.”
Nervously, Yugi recalled all the other times Yami had gotten creative with cooking. Jounouchi wasn’t too bad at it, but Yami had a tendency to shirk instructions and do what seemed ‘right’ to him. More alarmingly, he also had the ability to convince even the most level-headed of cooks that his ideas were worth a try.
Only then did he realize Yami was still watching him. Hurriedly he tried to smile, but he couldn’t conceal the trepidation in his expression. Looking crushed, Yami lowered his eyes and started to back away.
Yugi couldn’t stand seeing him so disappointed and reached out. “Wait Yami, I’ll try some.”
“It’s okay Aibou. You don’t have to.”
“No, really, let me. After all, you and Jounouchi did all this just for me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Now give it back, let me try a bite.”
Yami watched anxiously as Yugi chewed. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s great.”
His cheeks flushed as he sat down on the bed beside Yugi and put an arm around his shoulders. “Thanks for saying that to try to make me feel better.”
Yugi snuggled closer. “You tried, that’s what counts.”
“Happy birthday, Aibou,” he whispered, placing a feathery kiss on his neck. “I promise to go to the store later and get you a real cake.”
Yugi smiled and leaned his head back against him. “Thank you, Yami.”
“Well you deserve something edible.”
“No. I meant thank you for this. Nobody else has ever gotten up at five in the morning to make me ‘fruit bread’ before.” He smiled wider, leaning up to kiss his lips. “I love you.”
Yami smiled back. “I love you too.”
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Notes: This was originally going to be posted yesterday for Marik's birthday, but I got too busy. Sorry Marik! Happy belated birthday, and happy Christmas Eve everyone!! Expect a lot of ficspam the next couple days. xD
Author: Chey (duelist_gurl163)
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/romance
Pairings: YamixYugi
Archive: Here
Warnings: AU-ish
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Cooking was not his talent, but that wouldn't stop Yami from trying.
Disclaimer: Still I do not own Yugioh.
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“I want to bake Aibou a cake,” Yami announced.
Jounouchi stared vaguely at him through half-open eyes. “Wha…?”
“A cake, I want to bake Aibou a cake.”
“Yami…it’s five o’clock in the morning.”
“Yes, but I want to bake-”
“Bake a cake for Yugi, right.” He yawned, blinking. “I got that.”
“So I need your help!” Yami replied, scowling impatiently.
Turning, Jounouchi shuffled back into his apartment as Yami followed closely behind, closing the door as he continued, “He usually wakes up around seven, I figure two hours should be enough time. Do you think he would like regular icing, or that drizzly sugar-coating kind? Because I was thinking-”
“Yami, stop.” Jounouchi collapsed backwards onto the couch, rubbing his eyes. “First of all…I doubt I have all the ingredients. Even if I did, I don’t know the first thing about baking.”
“Then we’ll simply buy the ingredients,” Yami said. “And the box of cake mix will have the recipe on it. I heard Aibou’s mother say so.”
“The store doesn’t open until seven.”
Yami frowned. “Well isn’t there anyplace that opens sooner?”
“Sure, if you want to buy Yugi breakfast from a restaurant.”
“Aibou is your best friend. It’s his birthday today, and I want to make him a cake, and you’re being extremely unhelpful,” Yami observed. Jounouchi groaned.
“It’s five o’clock in the morning! I would love to help you bake a cake to surprise Yugi with, but not at five in the morning.”
“Well I can’t just go back to his house empty-handed, not after his grandfather got up early just to unhook the alarm so I could sneak out.”
Sighing, Jounouchi sat up. “Okay…here’re your options. Either wait till seven and we can go buy the ingredients, or I guess we could call up Anzu or Mai and hope that they can loan us some stuff and give us a recipe. Or, using what I do have, you can find a recipe on the internet and make him something else.”
“It would be rude to wake them. Fire up the computer,” Yami said cheerfully, walking into the kitchen. Jounouchi fell back against the couch. Of course Yami would only find it rude to bother them.
- - -
“Happy birthday, Aibou!”
Yugi tilted his head slightly at the plate Yami had just presented him with. “Wow, Yami…um…this is a surprise.”
“Jounouchi didn’t have anything to bake a cake with,” Yami said, looking at his partner hopefully. “We did the best we could.”
“That’s really nice of you, thank you…” But what is it?
“I know it’s a little overly cooked, but it’s not bad on the inside.”
Yugi still couldn’t find a polite way to ask, and finally said, “So…what is this called?”
“We decided to call it fruit bread,” he replied, looking proud.
Yugi’s eyebrows furrowed. “Fruit…?”
“Well we found a recipe for fruit cake…we didn’t have the ingredients for it though. Then we found recipes for things like banana bread and zucchini bread, so we combined those with the fruit cake one and modified that recipe for the ingredients that Jounouchi did have.”
Nervously, Yugi recalled all the other times Yami had gotten creative with cooking. Jounouchi wasn’t too bad at it, but Yami had a tendency to shirk instructions and do what seemed ‘right’ to him. More alarmingly, he also had the ability to convince even the most level-headed of cooks that his ideas were worth a try.
Only then did he realize Yami was still watching him. Hurriedly he tried to smile, but he couldn’t conceal the trepidation in his expression. Looking crushed, Yami lowered his eyes and started to back away.
Yugi couldn’t stand seeing him so disappointed and reached out. “Wait Yami, I’ll try some.”
“It’s okay Aibou. You don’t have to.”
“No, really, let me. After all, you and Jounouchi did all this just for me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Now give it back, let me try a bite.”
Yami watched anxiously as Yugi chewed. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s great.”
His cheeks flushed as he sat down on the bed beside Yugi and put an arm around his shoulders. “Thanks for saying that to try to make me feel better.”
Yugi snuggled closer. “You tried, that’s what counts.”
“Happy birthday, Aibou,” he whispered, placing a feathery kiss on his neck. “I promise to go to the store later and get you a real cake.”
Yugi smiled and leaned his head back against him. “Thank you, Yami.”
“Well you deserve something edible.”
“No. I meant thank you for this. Nobody else has ever gotten up at five in the morning to make me ‘fruit bread’ before.” He smiled wider, leaning up to kiss his lips. “I love you.”
Yami smiled back. “I love you too.”
X - X - X
Notes: This was originally going to be posted yesterday for Marik's birthday, but I got too busy. Sorry Marik! Happy belated birthday, and happy Christmas Eve everyone!! Expect a lot of ficspam the next couple days. xD