[fic] [art] Dress Up - Yugioh, YYxY, fluff, PG, theme 23 (Halloween Post)
Hurray, it's Halloween! Who doesn't love Halloween? I've met people that can't celebrate cause they're Jehovahs or they say it's the day of the devil but I've NEVER met anyone that honestly say they HATE Halloween. v.v
Alright, let's get down to what y'all came here for anyway...
Title: Dress Up
Author: Chey (duelist_gurl163)
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/romance
Parings: YamixYugi
Archive: aijou_aibou
Warnings: Um...cross-dressing?
Spoilers: None
Theme: #23 “We're so weird. That's what I like about us, actually."
Summary: Halloween is here, and Yugi has the perfect way to convince Yami to go along with his costume idea...
Disclaimer: Yugioh still ain't mine. But one day, oh, one day...
“I don’t know about this, Aibou…” Yami eyed the can of self-tanner with a dubious look.
“C’mon, what’s the problem?”
“It seems too easy. Like cheating.”
“Yami…” Yugi sighed, and clasped him around the middle from behind, putting on his most irresistible voice and resting his head on Yami’s shoulder, tickling the nape of his neck with his eyelashes. “Please?”
Yami’s voice went shaky for a second. “B-But dressing up like me…”
“You’re not dressing up like you, you’re dressing up as Pharaoh Atemu. That’s not cheating.”
“But I AM Pharaoh Ate-“
“No, you’re Yami. If you were Atemu, you wouldn’t need to worry about dressing up.”
“But-“
“You were Atemu, now you’re Yami, see? So technically-“
“Technically we’re still the same people, we’re the same soul.” Yami was not about to be outdone in a debate about logic.
Yugi sighed. “Look, we have all night to discuss ways and means. It’s Halloween, this is supposed to be a fun holiday, so just agree to come to Jounouchi’s costume party as him, please? We can debate whether or not it’s cheating after the party is over.”
“Why do I have to go as a pharaoh though? Can’t I go as something else?”
“No, we only have this afternoon to make your costume. This is something we know exactly how to make it. We can run down to the fabric store and get the fabric and I know you’re good at sewing whether you want to admit it or not, you could have your tunic and cape done way before we have to leave. A little bit of costume jewelry and a few applications of this self-tanner and you’ll look just like your pharaoh counterpart.”
“I just don’t see why it has to be this costume. I could make a lot of other outfits just as quickly.”
“Ah, but it does have to be this costume.”
“I don’t see why.”
“Yami, have I ever offered you a bad idea?”
“No…”
“So, this is a good idea too. Just go with it. It’ll be fun.”
“I just don’t think…hey, wait a second!” Yami twisted around to look Yugi in the eyes.
“Huh?”
“You never told me what you’re dressing as. Don’t you need me to make your costume too?”
“My costume’s already done, I made it myself because I knew you were going to wait till the last minute and wouldn’t have time to make two.” Yugi appraised his lover with a mix of fondness and exasperation. “Now don’t change the subject.”
“What are you going as?”
“I told you not to change the subject, you’ll see my costume soon enough. Now are you going to agree to go as Atemu or not?”
“I could refuse, you know.”
“I know, but I think you’ll be veeeery disappointed if you do.”
Yami looked back at the self-tanner, trying to come up with a good excuse. He’d spent loads of time as Atemu, he thought it would be more fun to dress up as something he hadn’t been before. Why was Yugi so certain Yami would regret it if he refused to?
“Come on Yugi, can’t you at least tell me why it’s so important that I dress as Atemu? If I knew why you wanted me to so badly…”
“Because, my costume is going to be related to yours. If you don’t go as Atemu then my costume won’t make sense.”
“What? How?”
“I told you, you’ll see! You’re so nosy.”
Yami folded his arms. “Well Aibou, what if I told you I refuse to go as Atemu unless you tell me why it’s so important to you?”
Yugi released him with a long theatrical sigh. “Okay, fine, don’t go as him. I’ll just have to find someone else to be my Pharaoh at the party instead…”
“Someone else?” Yami raised an eyebrow.
Yugi flashed him a smirk and then disappeared into their bedroom, shutting the door.
“Hey! Yugi, what are you doing?” Yami tried the door and found it locked. “Yugi…what’s this all about?”
“Wait and see!” Yugi’s voice rang back.
Yami sighed and leaned against the wall. Yugi had been acting very odd all day. Not in a bad way, but just different, more secretive and playful than usual. He shifted the self-tanner from one hand to another and noted on the label that it could cause stains if used improperly. Another good reason to not use it, he would have to point that out to Yugi…
Beside him the door flew open. Yami got to his feet.
“Okay Aibou, you are going to tell me what is going…on…?” Yami’s voice trailed off as his jaw dropped. Standing in the doorway was Yugi dressed in a tan fringed skirt with turquoise tie belt, a fringed top that barely covered his chest, several silver bangles on his wrists and ankles, and a willowy blue see-through shawl.
Yugi raised one hand and pretended to study his bracelets, saying, “Well you know every pharaoh should have a scantily-clad servant. But apparently my Pharaoh doesn’t want me anymore, so perhaps at the party I will find somebody else…” He pouted slightly, caught Yami’s eye and gave him a sneaky grin, and then pranced away towards the kitchen fluttering his shawl and fringes, saying spiritedly, “It’s too bad, I would be such a good servant too, I would take excellent care of my King and only take advantage of him once in a while…”
After a few minutes Yami remembered where he was and regained control of his thoughts. Then he quickly followed Yugi, asking brightly, “So…Aibou…when did you say you wanted to go to the fabric store for my Atemu costume again?”
x-x-x
Notes: Manipulative seme Yugi is awesome. xD That is all.
Here's a pic that goes with the story too~ I'm sorry it's on lined paper. And yes I realize that in the fic Yugi was barefoot and in the picture he has shoes, but that's because I simply cannot draw feet. xD;
His shawl actually WAS shaded in in the original picture, but my scanner is made of suck and for some reason decided to just take the shading out. >.< And I hate drawing legs that are not encased in jeans. Legs fail.
Yami is not present in this picture as he is unconcious out-of-frame from bloodloss after the nosebleed he got when he saw Yugi dressed this way. v.v
Alright, let's get down to what y'all came here for anyway...
Title: Dress Up
Author: Chey (duelist_gurl163)
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/romance
Parings: YamixYugi
Archive: aijou_aibou
Warnings: Um...cross-dressing?
Spoilers: None
Theme: #23 “We're so weird. That's what I like about us, actually."
Summary: Halloween is here, and Yugi has the perfect way to convince Yami to go along with his costume idea...
Disclaimer: Yugioh still ain't mine. But one day, oh, one day...
“I don’t know about this, Aibou…” Yami eyed the can of self-tanner with a dubious look.
“C’mon, what’s the problem?”
“It seems too easy. Like cheating.”
“Yami…” Yugi sighed, and clasped him around the middle from behind, putting on his most irresistible voice and resting his head on Yami’s shoulder, tickling the nape of his neck with his eyelashes. “Please?”
Yami’s voice went shaky for a second. “B-But dressing up like me…”
“You’re not dressing up like you, you’re dressing up as Pharaoh Atemu. That’s not cheating.”
“But I AM Pharaoh Ate-“
“No, you’re Yami. If you were Atemu, you wouldn’t need to worry about dressing up.”
“But-“
“You were Atemu, now you’re Yami, see? So technically-“
“Technically we’re still the same people, we’re the same soul.” Yami was not about to be outdone in a debate about logic.
Yugi sighed. “Look, we have all night to discuss ways and means. It’s Halloween, this is supposed to be a fun holiday, so just agree to come to Jounouchi’s costume party as him, please? We can debate whether or not it’s cheating after the party is over.”
“Why do I have to go as a pharaoh though? Can’t I go as something else?”
“No, we only have this afternoon to make your costume. This is something we know exactly how to make it. We can run down to the fabric store and get the fabric and I know you’re good at sewing whether you want to admit it or not, you could have your tunic and cape done way before we have to leave. A little bit of costume jewelry and a few applications of this self-tanner and you’ll look just like your pharaoh counterpart.”
“I just don’t see why it has to be this costume. I could make a lot of other outfits just as quickly.”
“Ah, but it does have to be this costume.”
“I don’t see why.”
“Yami, have I ever offered you a bad idea?”
“No…”
“So, this is a good idea too. Just go with it. It’ll be fun.”
“I just don’t think…hey, wait a second!” Yami twisted around to look Yugi in the eyes.
“Huh?”
“You never told me what you’re dressing as. Don’t you need me to make your costume too?”
“My costume’s already done, I made it myself because I knew you were going to wait till the last minute and wouldn’t have time to make two.” Yugi appraised his lover with a mix of fondness and exasperation. “Now don’t change the subject.”
“What are you going as?”
“I told you not to change the subject, you’ll see my costume soon enough. Now are you going to agree to go as Atemu or not?”
“I could refuse, you know.”
“I know, but I think you’ll be veeeery disappointed if you do.”
Yami looked back at the self-tanner, trying to come up with a good excuse. He’d spent loads of time as Atemu, he thought it would be more fun to dress up as something he hadn’t been before. Why was Yugi so certain Yami would regret it if he refused to?
“Come on Yugi, can’t you at least tell me why it’s so important that I dress as Atemu? If I knew why you wanted me to so badly…”
“Because, my costume is going to be related to yours. If you don’t go as Atemu then my costume won’t make sense.”
“What? How?”
“I told you, you’ll see! You’re so nosy.”
Yami folded his arms. “Well Aibou, what if I told you I refuse to go as Atemu unless you tell me why it’s so important to you?”
Yugi released him with a long theatrical sigh. “Okay, fine, don’t go as him. I’ll just have to find someone else to be my Pharaoh at the party instead…”
“Someone else?” Yami raised an eyebrow.
Yugi flashed him a smirk and then disappeared into their bedroom, shutting the door.
“Hey! Yugi, what are you doing?” Yami tried the door and found it locked. “Yugi…what’s this all about?”
“Wait and see!” Yugi’s voice rang back.
Yami sighed and leaned against the wall. Yugi had been acting very odd all day. Not in a bad way, but just different, more secretive and playful than usual. He shifted the self-tanner from one hand to another and noted on the label that it could cause stains if used improperly. Another good reason to not use it, he would have to point that out to Yugi…
Beside him the door flew open. Yami got to his feet.
“Okay Aibou, you are going to tell me what is going…on…?” Yami’s voice trailed off as his jaw dropped. Standing in the doorway was Yugi dressed in a tan fringed skirt with turquoise tie belt, a fringed top that barely covered his chest, several silver bangles on his wrists and ankles, and a willowy blue see-through shawl.
Yugi raised one hand and pretended to study his bracelets, saying, “Well you know every pharaoh should have a scantily-clad servant. But apparently my Pharaoh doesn’t want me anymore, so perhaps at the party I will find somebody else…” He pouted slightly, caught Yami’s eye and gave him a sneaky grin, and then pranced away towards the kitchen fluttering his shawl and fringes, saying spiritedly, “It’s too bad, I would be such a good servant too, I would take excellent care of my King and only take advantage of him once in a while…”
After a few minutes Yami remembered where he was and regained control of his thoughts. Then he quickly followed Yugi, asking brightly, “So…Aibou…when did you say you wanted to go to the fabric store for my Atemu costume again?”
x-x-x
Notes: Manipulative seme Yugi is awesome. xD That is all.
Here's a pic that goes with the story too~ I'm sorry it's on lined paper. And yes I realize that in the fic Yugi was barefoot and in the picture he has shoes, but that's because I simply cannot draw feet. xD;
His shawl actually WAS shaded in in the original picture, but my scanner is made of suck and for some reason decided to just take the shading out. >.< And I hate drawing legs that are not encased in jeans. Legs fail.
Yami is not present in this picture as he is unconcious out-of-frame from bloodloss after the nosebleed he got when he saw Yugi dressed this way. v.v