Dedication: The following Fanfiction is dedicated to White Dragon, for the constant attention to me writing such a fiction…
Warnings: AU, the repetitive
Disclaimer: … yes, you should just face it, I know… you want to deny it… but… its true, and you just need to stay calm and understand that. I do not own them, got it?
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Sweetdeily Fanfiction
Corporation Productions Presents…
“Would You Like Tyson With That?”
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The way Bishounen High worked was very simple. It had one rule and only one rule.
Keep your hands, your sexual urges and everything else inside your pants.
Of course, as you can well imagine (and if not you’re limited…) that this one, only, golden, easy to follow rule… was always being broken.
Could you blame any of the hot bishounen though? Really? Could you?
Tyson Kinomiya
was one of those select reasons why nothing ever stayed in it’s
pants.
Two
Bishounen in higher grades than Tyson knew exactly why this was, despite the
raven haired boy not even having a clue or a chance to escape.
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The first
Monday of the second school term was a nice Monday as Monday’s went. The air
was warm, but not smoldering, the fresh scent of daisies and lots of yellow
flowers making most early morning risers happy and in good spirits from moment
one, as it were. The sun was bright and shiny, as the sun could normally be,
the clouds were white and puffy and everything was pretty good.
This did
not help a certain raven haired young teen as he rolled out of bed.
Literally.
With a
thump Tyson hit the floor and a few moments later was
smothered under his blankets, which decided to join him.
“Uhhnnnnn.” Tyson growled before deciding not
to be late… later than he already was
for second term of school, a quick check of his watch told him.
Grumbling
obscenities through his teeth he rolled out from under the blankets and stood,
glaring back at the happy sun. “Grrrr.” He said to
it.
The sun did
not give him the dignity of a reply.
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Tyson
rolled up, actually making it a few minutes before the proverbial late, that
is, before the bell.
The young
teen wore a black tee that hung off of one shoulder and tight blue denims.
Across his back a bag was swung, as bags usually were. His unruly black hair
pulled back into a causal tail, his favourite hat keeping his bangs off some of
his face, allowing him a decent view.
What Tyson
saw made him stand very still and attempt to master his melt into the wall ‘I
am so not here!’ technique. It didn’t work.
“Abunai yo!” A familiar cool voice yelled.
The warning
to look out came too late.
“TYSON-KUN!” He was crash tackle-glomped by a multicolor-haired object. Yugi to be exact. “I’m so glad you made it on time!”
Behind him
an almost identical form, only somewhat… TALLER than the
shrimpy glomper nodded a head in greeting.
Tyson
wheezed, attempting air from his position on the ground. The wheezing didn’t
get the air into his lungs, but it did get the message that air was needed in
that part of his body. Yugi let go.
Tyson sat
up and breathed, slowly, not rushing himself and thanking every god who’s name he could pronounce.
“Konnichiwa
Yugi. Konnichiwa Yami.”
“Ohayo
Tyson-kun!” The shrimp squealed. Sheer excitement at being back at school. For the second term.
“Gozaimasu.” Yami finished properly.
Tyson didn’t sweatdrop. He was used to Yugi and Yami. They were like peas in a pod. Strangely almost identical peas, but peas none the less. Yes, Tyson was hungry.
“So, did
you guys have a good holiday?”
Yami nodded
curtly. “Yugi stayed at my place the whole time.”
Tyson
laughed as a blush spread across Yugi’s face. “I think that’s enough… oh no.”
He let his cheerful expression vanish as a towering black spiky haired figure
wearing sunglasses came into view.
“Hello
Tyson.” A sultry voice purred.
Tyson
shivered. “…Yami… make the bad guy go awayyy!” Yugi
wailed, hugging Tyson possessively, for someone going out with someone else.
“Leave Tyson alone.” Yami said to the new arrival.
~ To be continued… unfortunately…
Sweet
notes: GAG ME WITH A SPOON! ANYTHING!!!
(Light
blonde hair and purple eyes)
(black spiky
hair and green eyes, wears sunglasses)