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Of Music, Love, and Horror Movies	By : LilyChan Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Yugioh Views: 801 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Of Music, Love, and Horror Movies
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Author's
Notes: I blame the fact that it's 3 in the morning. And the sugar
I have yet to have. Anyway...I don't own Yuugioh nor Digimon. Just
the original characters, naturally. ... Um... They will be OOC since
this is, well you guessed it, an AU. Okay that was just a warning.
DD; And yes. I am working on Fan Letters. In fact I'm on the verge of
finishing this bothersome chapter. (-stabs evil habit-)

Of
Music, Love, and Horror Movies

By
LilyChan

Chapter
One

Plans
for Experimentation

Soccer practice went
longer then expected. Of course, Taichi and Katsuya knew just how to
spend the tiresome evening. An all night horror movie spree!
Naturally they had all the lights dim down, to keep the effect of the
horror movie (even though they both seen the movie a billion times –
if not more) and to still see what's around them.

They were watching
their favorite movie of all time, The Exorcist, while eating
half, if not more, in weight in either candy or popcorn. Thankfully,
the only exercise it seems to get to them is their precious sport –
soccer. “Ugh, I will probably never understand why you two like
to watch that movie AND eat at the same time.” “You know
our brothers, Hikari, they have iron stomachs of steel!”

The two boys grimaced
at the sounds. “Hikari! We're watching our movie!” yelled
Taichi. Hikari came out of the hallway, her hair slightly starting to
touch her back. She was wearing her pink pajamas. It wasn't too
proactive, although Taichi thought otherwise. It was a tank top with
some typical polyester like pajama pants. Her tank top had a cute
little rabbit on it, while on her pajama pants was pink with rabbits
chasing carrots. She placed her hands on her hips, and giving her
older brother a “Hmph!” sound as she stuck out her tongue
at them. “Hey Katsuya, do you really plan on spending the night
again?” the girl said as she came into view. Instead of a
pajama set, like Hikari, her outfit was that of a long nightgown
(naturally, Katsuya chose that for her). Her hair was in a French
braid, thanks to Hikari.

Katsuya narrowed his
brown eyes to his younger sister. “What about ya? Aren't you
going to stay the night?” he asked, his accent coming to light.
She giggled. “At least I asked to stay!”
she said as she winked at her older brother. Taichi had to pause it –
the sisters were being annoying again. “Look 'Kari, I don't
care what you really came here for, but go away!” trying not to
sound mean.

Hikari arched an
eyebrow. “So you can spend time with your boyfriend?” she
said, trying oh so hard to suppress the giggles. Naturally, this put
Taichi and Katsuya into a stunned shock. “WHAT!?!?” they
both yelled. “Uh oh! Run away!” the girls said in unison
as they ran off to Hikari's room – fearful that their brothers
would chase them.

Of course they were
blushing furiously and just either sat or stood in shock –
whichever the case it would be for them. The only sound that was
present was the girls' giggling and the door slamming shut. It was
Katsuya who broke the silence. “D-Do ya think we're a couple or
sumthin' Tai?” he said, trying not to stutter. Taichi looked
towards the other direction, not really wanting to meet the pouting
brown eyes. “N-not unless you want us to be..” But before
Katsuya could carry on with the conversation, Taichi pressed the play
button and the movie resumed with it's well...not too delightful
scenes. And things were a little bit awkward for them.

o_o_o_o

In
Kaiba Corporations, things were as busy as ever. But things didn't
help since the object of his affection was visiting him from a long
tour. Seto's arms were on the oak desk, his hands were holding it up
as it entwined with each other. His eyes, fixated on the person
before him, and he was trying to hold back a wide and playful smile.
The other person before him, however, was wistfully trying to get a
lock of blond hair out of his eyes – that ironically matched
those of Seto's. He was wearing a turtle neck, much like he would
wear on a casual day, and he was wearing jeans that wasn't too tight,
but weren't too baggy. His arms were crossed across his perfectly
shaped chest.

Too
bad they haven't gone far. “You know, Seto,” with a deep
voice, “I've been thinking...” the other man started.
Finally! Seto wasn't good at making small talk, much less starting
conversation. He raised his head to meet the other man's eyes. “About
what?” with a voice equally as deep, if not deeper. “Us.”
“Oh?” “Yep.” “What did you discover?”
“That maybe we should experiment something.”

Seto
was taken aback, but of course he did not show this – not even
his boyfriend, however uninteresting their relationship may be, would
be shown this. “And what experiment is this?” The blond
chuckled. “I know you're worried – don't worry, Seto.
It's not going to be that painfully bad.” Seto got up
from his spot and walked towards him, placing an arm around the
delicate neck to bring themselves into a small kiss. “I trust
you.”

The
blond nipped his neck and then pulled back. “My manager wants
me to try something.” Seto gave him a confused look. “But
what about this experiment you were talking about earlier?” he
asked, maybe a bit too eager. The blond chuckled again. “It's
part of it, silly.” Seto arched an eyebrow. “Do explain.”

“She
said that since we're going to make a new music video, and does
realize how much your image is important to you, she suggested I'd
try going with some random guy.” he shrugged, like it was
nothing. Naturally, Seto got jealous. To say that he's possessive
would be a major understatement. However, he did realize that Yamato
was a professional and wouldn't confuse work with pleasure –
something Seto has yet to do himself. “Who do you have in
mind?” he asked. “Someone from the soccer team. I missed
being in a scandal.” he pouted. Seto chuckled. “ I know
you do..” as he kissed the bridge of his nose.

“So?
What do you think?” he smiled suggestively. Seto sighed. He
didn't like it when those women touched him – much less the
men. But it was his job, and he had an image to maintain himself.
But there was still one question still lingering in his mind. “Where
does the experimentation come in?” Yamato laughed, but found
this really wasn't the right time. “Sorry, Seto. “ as he
managed to choke out his last few laughs. “Anyway, I'm writing
a song based on what it's like to have another then your current
lover in your arms, and you always said 'Education is best learned
when it's first hand and experienced'.”

Yamato
had somehow managed to get out of Seto's arms and had closed the
door. “You can give me your answer tomorrow when we're out in
the park.” Yamato winked. “And I'll see you tonight.”

Even
if he did trust Yamato, there was just a sneaky suspicion that
something in his plan might go wrong. “And I didn't say
that...” he muttered. Dammit, the blond made him all hot and
bothered yet again...

o_o_o_o_o_o

Ending
Notes: -kicks self- Now if
you'll excuse me, I'll go bury myself in Fan Letters, or better yet –
sleep. Remember, reviews inspire me. :D Flames are nice, but not
welcomed. I hate the heat. I know there's lots of mistakes, bugger
out. I know it's short. Bite me. DD; I promise it'll be longer once I
stop kicking myself for even consider starting it. (In other words,
until people actually start “harassing” me into
continuing it)
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