[fic] Theme 019 "Strawberries", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yami/Yuugi; PG-14}
Guess what? It’s Easter Monday. Hope everyone had a nice extra long weekend. n.n
Guess what? I don’t get today off. So I’m updating today to make myself feel better. ...which makes absolutely no sense, but who cares.
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 019.
Genre: Humour
Rating: PG-14
Pairings: Yami/Yuugi
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: In which the muses try to get their way.
Disclaimer: Nu-uh, Yuugiou isn’t mine.
Spoilers: None.
Warnings/Notes: Self-insertion, I couldn’t resist. (It’s not Mary Sue, I swear.) I interpreted this theme two ways: 1) my name, has strawberry in it, harharhar, and 2) strawberries...tend to lead one thing to another. (shifty look)
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Once upon a time, there lived a prince-
“Nnn, fairy tales are so overdone, let’s not do that.”
A shake of head, then the backspace button was pushed to delete the entire line.
She stopped, the feeling of something watching her overwhelming; hugging her bag closer to her body she stole a glance over her shoulder, right into the dark alleyway, entirely swallowed by night’s best companion, the shadows-
“Stop,” the same voice complained. “It’s too...descriptive and boring-sounding. Write something else.”
A suppressed moan of frustration, then the backspace button was employed for the second time in a minute.
“No, stay away!” The young girl cried, using her arms to shield her eyes and the rest of her face from her assailants-
“Hold it! Why is it a girl?!”
“Because I feel like it.”
“Well I don’t like that idea.” The one with the regal voice continued to argue, placing an arm around the younger one’s-Motou Yuugi’s-shoulder. “Change the gender.”
“No.”
“Aw, Kaoru-chan, please?” Yuugi used his puppy dog eyes. “Please?”
“...no.”
Yami gave a ‘do-it-or-else’ glare.
“Fine.”
“No, stay away!” The young boy cried, using his arms to shield his eyes and the rest of his face from his assailants-
“Hang on-”
A slam on the keyboard. “What is it now?”
“Why’s he being attacked?”
“Because it adds to the plot!”
“...what pl-” Yuugi quickly clapped a hand over his Darkness’ mouth before he could finish his smart remark.
“Thank you, Yuugi, at least someone here’s mature.”
Yami wrenched himself free and started to retort angrily, “For your information, I am more than three thousand years old and am much wiser than you-”
“Oh yes,” came the sarcastic reply. “Being trapped in darkness for three millennia, devoid of human contact, has totally turned you into the type of person to think before they act.”
He snarled, and would’ve lashed out had Yuugi not intervened. “Please, mou hitori no boku, let Kaoru-chan finish writing...” And he relented slightly, still glaring whenever Yuugi looked away.
The sound of keys continued to clatter madly, accompanied by irritated groans and strings of curses, but other than that, silence reigned the room. That was, until another half a page down, Yami decided to make his presence very prominent again.
“This isn’t going to be some sick story about aibou getting raped, is it? If that’s the case, I want you to delete everything now-”
“That’s it! Is there any particular reason why you’re being so uncooperative today?”
“...no...” he whistled innocently.
She slapped her forehead, the urge to bang repeatedly against the wall-or something-was so strong, but she resisted it. “Yuugi,” her voice shook from attempting to keep frustration at bay. “Can you, ah, keep your yami busy while I wrap this up? Since he’s being such an insufferable prick and constant pain, I think he really needs to get laid.”
“KAORU-CHAN!” Yuugi flushed.
“Can we raid your fridge?” The ex-Pharaoh’s eyes gleamed.
“Go do that. Just leave me alone so I can finish this.”
Hearing them scuffle across the floor further and further away, her head met the glassy surface of the office desk and tried to breathe normally. ‘Now that that’s taken care of...’
“Mou hitori no boku,” Yuugi’s voice floated back to the room. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
The cackle that followed was responded by another mighty bang on the desk.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 571
Authoress Notes: That’s what happens when muses get on your nerves and refuse to work with you. All they do is complain and complain!
Everything will be on HIATUS until end of exams because it really is a matter of life and death (my last one is on April 25). Of course, that is if I decide to post in the middle of April because I get so fed up with studying. Here’s to hoping I do well! =D