Peachshipping AU!
“Grandpa, I can’t believe you’d do something like that!” Yuugi really, honestly, and for truly, could not believe it; he’d thought of his grandfather as someone very much like him, someone he could relate to, and therefore the fact that he would never ever in a thousand years ever do anything like this to even his worst enemies, not that he had enemies to begin with…
“I have, and I’ll do it as many times as it takes for it to stick.” Sugoroku Mutou said, arms crossed confidently as he looked across the counter at his grandson. “You spend entirely too much time in your room, by yourself. You haven’t been receptive to my gentle prodding in the past, so now I’m throwing you in the deep end and hoping you’ll learn to swim, so to speak.”
“But Grandpa, a blind date!?” Yuugi’s face became flush after speaking the words. “I mean, I’m still in my school uniform, there’s no way I can get properly dressed for a date in less than two minutes!” That, more than anything, was what had Yuugi so upset; the fact that his grandpa would spring this on him at the very last second, giving him no opportunity to prepare or even say no!
“Well, then you’ll need to be prepared for this situation at all times, now won’t you?” Sugoroku felt for the boy, but it had to be done, it really did. “Besides, your mother assured me that her friend’s niece is a lovely young woman who would never judge someone based on their outfit.”
“Just their height.” Yuugi muttered to himself in self-deprecation, having only just last week reached five feet tall.
But before Sugoroku could respond, the bell at the door rang, indicating the arrival of someone, quite possibly the young lady in question.
“Excuse me,” The brunette said as she walked up to the counter, dressed in a short skirt and a blouse with a medium cut, “Mr. Mutou, could you please call your grandson down? I’d like to meet him.” She said this with a light, airy tone, one that embedded itself in Yuugi’s ear drum and wouldn’t let itself out, much the same way that the sight of her wouldn’t leave his eyes even if he closed them.
“Actually,” Sugoroku said with an amused smile on his face, “Yuugi’s right over there.”
“Eh?” The young woman looked quizzically in the direction that Sugorku had indicated, and realized that he’d meant what she’d thought had been a customer! “Oh, I’m so sorry, I’d walked right past you without even saying anything!” She leaned down to look Yuugi in the face, and it was with the greatest grit and determination that Yuugi was able to return the look in turn, without wavering southward.
“That’s…that’s okay…” He stammered, and not just because he still didn’t know her name.
“Anzu. Anzu Mazaki.” She said as she stood back up, now more at ease.
Yuugi still felt most awkward indeed, but resolved that he would not make a fool of himself with this taller girl, no matter what!
“I have, and I’ll do it as many times as it takes for it to stick.” Sugoroku Mutou said, arms crossed confidently as he looked across the counter at his grandson. “You spend entirely too much time in your room, by yourself. You haven’t been receptive to my gentle prodding in the past, so now I’m throwing you in the deep end and hoping you’ll learn to swim, so to speak.”
“But Grandpa, a blind date!?” Yuugi’s face became flush after speaking the words. “I mean, I’m still in my school uniform, there’s no way I can get properly dressed for a date in less than two minutes!” That, more than anything, was what had Yuugi so upset; the fact that his grandpa would spring this on him at the very last second, giving him no opportunity to prepare or even say no!
“Well, then you’ll need to be prepared for this situation at all times, now won’t you?” Sugoroku felt for the boy, but it had to be done, it really did. “Besides, your mother assured me that her friend’s niece is a lovely young woman who would never judge someone based on their outfit.”
“Just their height.” Yuugi muttered to himself in self-deprecation, having only just last week reached five feet tall.
But before Sugoroku could respond, the bell at the door rang, indicating the arrival of someone, quite possibly the young lady in question.
“Excuse me,” The brunette said as she walked up to the counter, dressed in a short skirt and a blouse with a medium cut, “Mr. Mutou, could you please call your grandson down? I’d like to meet him.” She said this with a light, airy tone, one that embedded itself in Yuugi’s ear drum and wouldn’t let itself out, much the same way that the sight of her wouldn’t leave his eyes even if he closed them.
“Actually,” Sugoroku said with an amused smile on his face, “Yuugi’s right over there.”
“Eh?” The young woman looked quizzically in the direction that Sugorku had indicated, and realized that he’d meant what she’d thought had been a customer! “Oh, I’m so sorry, I’d walked right past you without even saying anything!” She leaned down to look Yuugi in the face, and it was with the greatest grit and determination that Yuugi was able to return the look in turn, without wavering southward.
“That’s…that’s okay…” He stammered, and not just because he still didn’t know her name.
“Anzu. Anzu Mazaki.” She said as she stood back up, now more at ease.
Yuugi still felt most awkward indeed, but resolved that he would not make a fool of himself with this taller girl, no matter what!