Title : "Particulars Lessons"
Rating : T (+13), lemon
Genre : Romance/Humor
Status : In progress
Chapters : 14
Type : OOC (just a little! Yami is not simply a ancient Pharaoh but a simple Japanese teenager)
Summary : Annoyed by his lack of concentration in class and hisdisastrous marks,Yugi's mother decides that it's time to pay for private lessons for her son. A close friend recommends her then to hire the best pupil of the third year of high school : A young man called Yami.
Hello/Good evening! Before beginning I would like to thank all those who begin to read this first chapter. I repeat it : it's my first one fanfiction on Yu-Gi-Oh! Besides yaoi thus be indulgent but say I if there are things to be please corrected, I would like that you are honest in your review.
Some additional precision :
- The story takes place in Japan, it's thus normal that the custom is Japanese.
- For those who don't speak a word of Japanese, the languagecontains special suffixes at the end of names to define marks of respect:
-" kun " - > mark of respect for a boy of your age or younger
-" san " - > mark of respect for a girl of your age or older, we can also translate it by "sir" or "madam" because it indicates adults too
-" chan " - > mark of respect for a (female) friend of your age or a younger girl
-" sensei " - > mark of respect for a teacher
-" senpai " - > mark of respect for an elder son, for example a pupil of first year will have to use this suffix when he'll address a pupil of the second or third year
- The term " Jii-chan " means "grandfather" in a common way. Also for "Kaa-san" who means "mom" (I don't know if Yugi calls his mother " Kaa-san " or "Kaa-chan" then in the doubt I use the first one) as well as for "Oto-san" meaning "dad".
- In names, "ou" pronounce "o", for example: the surname of Yugi spells "Mutou" but says itself " Muto "
- The used names are the ORIGINAL names, that is the Japanese names. Joey is thus Jounouchi Katsuya, Tristan is Honda Hiroto and Téa is Anzu Masaki.
- The controls are noted on 100 and not with letters.
- "Tadaïma" means "I'm home", an expression was very often used in Japan. It's always followed by "Okaeri" as answer meaning "Welcome"
That's it for now, I hope that the fiction will please you! Good reading and saddened if it is unpleasant to read at the level of the color: I don't understand how put in italic or bold on Deviantart x)
Thanks to Pancake-sama for the translate !
"Masaki-san good work."
"Thank you Sensei!"
"Hiroto-kun it's passable."
"Thank you Sensei."
"Mutou-kun it's pitiful, as usual!”
Yugi watched his copy falling on his desk with disappointment. A big twenty seven was written on it in blood-red ink. He sighed when he understood that he had not even reached an average score. Chouno-sensei, his professor of literature, gave him in arrogant smile before handing out the other tests. The teacher despised all students with bad marks, which didn't make her lessons any easier to bear for Yugi. Unfortunately it didn't excuse his low grades since he wasn't much better in any other subject. Enviously, he glanced at Anzu and Honda who had had acceptable marks, which caused them a satisfied smiles, before hiding his sheet of paper in his backpack so he wouldn't have to look at it any more. To his left, he heard then see his best friend Jounouchi receive his test.
"You. I imagine that you already know which mark you have!" Chouno-sensei snapped
She threw the the paper in her hand on the desk of her worst pupil, who eyed the result briefly before shrugging. Jounouchi did not give a hoot about his mark, this subject absolutely not interesting him. When the teache had returned to her place in front of the big blackboard, Jounouchi turned to Yugi.
"I don't have a single point for having put on my name ! Pff, what a bitch !" He grumbled showing his sheet to his friend
"You should at least have tried to write at least one answer!" Yugi groaned
"Bah! Don't worry ! I'll make up for it with my marks in P.E.!" He crumpled his test into a ball and threw it at Honda
"Bastard!" cursed Honda but was unable to pay Jonouchi back during class.
Jounouchi laughed and taunted him but, he stopped when he noticed that Yugi had the look of concern. Worried, he asked him:
"And you ? How much do you have ?"
"Twenty seven.." he sighed
"Ouch! Your mother's going to kill you !"
This remark was only making him feel even worse and he let his head sink onto his desk.
The bell finally rang, announcing the end of the lessons for today. Yugi said good-bye to his friends before setting off for his home. Still disappointed by his bad grade, he dragging his feet. When he arrived in front of the Kame Game Shop, the shop of his grandfather and additionally his house, he gathered his courage and entered the shop, ringing the bell above the door in the process.
"Tadaima." he made weakly
"Okaeri!" his grandfather behind his counter exclaimed cheerfully
"Kaa-san is there ?" Asked Yugi removing his shoes
"She's on the phone, she should be here in-"
"Yugi!" interrupted him a female voice, his mother who had just tumbled into the shop side. "You got your test back ?”
"Yes." he admitted
He took off his school bag, searched inside it for a moment and took out his test, feeling guilty. He handed it to his mother who examined it and then frowned.
"Not even the average ?!" she exclaimed, making her son feel more guilty. "You told me that you had studied all night for this test!"
"But I really did." murmured Yugi
"Well apparently you studied very badly." his mother, irritated by all his bad marks, his mother sighed. "Wake up, Yugi! You're in high school now ! Your first quarter was already dreadful but if you don't change something the second will be even worse !"
"Sorry." apologized her child who did nevertheless his best
"I didn't want to get to this point, but I warned you. I'm going to find you a private tutor!"
"Go to your room and study instead of grumbling!" ordered his mother
Disappointed by himself, Yugi obeyed. His head drooping, he climbed the stairs and entered his room. Reluctantly, he went first to his desk, put his bag there and took out his school stuff to work.
"I don't want to have a teacher on my back when I'm at my home!" he complained.
Yugi's mother sighed after that her son has returned to his room. Now alone with her father, she began her search for a teacher by questionning the old man.
"What you think of all of this, Oto-san ?" she ask, worried
"If it's the only way for Yugi to improve..!"
"Why not ask one of his friends to help him study ?"
"Unfortunately, as far as I know Honda-kun and Jounouchi-kun are not very good at this."
"And Anzu-chan?" proposed the mother. "She has good grades"
"You ? You would let your son study alone with a girl of his age ?" laughed the grandfather
"If needed! As long as Yugi has good grades! I would supervise them, of course !"
"I don't think that's possible.. Anzu-chan has a job. She doesn' have the time."
"Isn't that forbidden? She's still a minor!" protested the woman
"Shhht! Yes, but that stays between us!" winked the old man
"Hm. Too bad." she sighed. "In that case I'm going to call Yami-kun."
"Yami-kun ?" repeated her father
"He's a third year who has very good grades and who needs money.The principal of Yugi's high school recommended him to me. He has never taught anyone before but he assured me that he'll do a good job!" she explained
"You have his number ?" he questionned
"Yes. The principal gave it to me."
"Isn't that forbidden? It's a personal information!"
"Shhht! Yes, but that stays between us!" his daughter said, and smiled dialling the said number after pick it.
The doors of the bus opened, giving way to a herd of human beings pushing their way out of the vehicle with great difficulty. Yami hardly made it out of the bus, relieved to be finally free. The public transportation was always incredibly crowded in this city, so the young man was often forced to have physical contact with several strangers coming home from their work. Damned rush hours!
It was every day like that when he returned in to his apartment after shcool. The route, regardless of which way he traveled, annoyed him even more than school itself : always trying to keep up his balance in order to not fall in front of everybody. The worst was the summer, when the heated bus caused the passengers to sweat a lot. Yami wanted to vomit on these days. No in fact, he wanted to throw everyone out and to have the bus for only himself but unfortunately it was impossible. Besides then it wouldn't be exactly public transportation anymore. If only he had the money to take his driving test, he dreamed of having a car or a motorcycle...
When he finally arrived in front of the door of his apartment on the first floor, he took his keys out of his pocket and opened the door lock. He entered and slumped down to the cold floor, tired by all of this. He heaved a deep sigh remained motionless and lost himself in his thoughts. He almost had a heart attack when an harsh ringing returned him to the reality. He needed a few seconds to realize that it was the telephone which was ringing. He got up, curious. Nobody had ever called him on the landline, he didn't even know that this phone had such an annoying ring tone. He approached the noisy device and picked up.
"Hello ?" he said, a little uneasy
Silence. Yami thought maybe it was some sort of automatic advertising call. He was about to hang up when he heard something.
"Uh hello.." answered the shy voice of a boy
Yami guessed the caller to be about his age in spite of how little he had said.
"What do you want ?" he questioned, feeling more confident now
"Ah-eh it is.."
Unbelieving, Yami raised an eyebrow. He then heard a short and suffocated sound, then a new voice greeted him.
"Good evening Yami-kun!" said a woman. "Mutou-san speaking. We've been trying to reach you for an hour now!”
"Sorry, I'm just got back home." admitted the teenager
"It doesn't matter ! I'm calling because I would like you to give private lessons to my son.
"Ah ? Eh, why not ?"
"Yugi is in the same high school as you but in first year, I suggest that you'll come to his home to help him after school.. Oh and you'll be paid! Six hundred yens per hour!" (approximately 5 dollars/euros)
"O-okay!" answered the boy, having to hold back his excitement about the idea of earning money that easily. "Can I have your address ?"
"I send it to you by fax, don't worry !" ssured the woman. "Can you begin tomorrow? At eight pm ?"
"Yes, yes! No problem!" said Yami, delighted
"Perfect! Until tomorrow then!"
"See you !"
Then she hung up. By then, Yami had forgotten to ask her how she had gotten his number and how she knew his name, but in fact he didn't care. He had finally found a way to earn money! Six hundred yens, it was not enormous. But per day, it was interesting! It would be annoying to have to take the bus to get there but he was not going to complain about that.
Finally in a good mood, he went to his fax which had received the address of Mutou-san. It was not far from his school. He was lucky it wasn't at the other end of Domino City. He remembered hearing a shy voice on the phone before Mutou-san. Had it been his future pupil ? He was proud and nervous at the same time. He had never been a teacher to anyone and he hoped to do a good job. He remembered the woman mentioning that her son was attending the same school as him. So she knew to which school he went ? Would he recognize that boy among the first years? Probably not, there were so many students. In any case, Yami looked forward to beginning in spite of his concern of not being able to be a good teacher.
"That's settled !" Yugi's mother exclaimed. "I count on you to tidy up your room before he arrives!"
"All right." agreed her son
His mother left the room and went to the fax, atisfied. For one hour she had called every ten minutes, hoping he'd answer because she hated leaving messages on the answering machine. Only that during the last call, she had had to go into the kitchen because of a black smoke coming from there. She had slipped the phone into Yugi's hands who had just come out of the bath room. Disheartened he had accepted it even though he had been scared of the stranger actually picking up. When he had heard the deep voice, he had been paralyzed by his nervousness. He had been intimidated at the idea of speaking to an unknown, who was also older than him, in the same high school as him and who would become his private teacher. Fearing to say something stupid that would embarrass him he had only been able to whisper a little “hello”. He had been relieved when his mother had returned and taken the phone out of his hand to explain the reason for the call. Yugi had been standing behind her, hardly able to hear the answers of the young man on the phone. Now he was even more nervous because tomorrow he had to face that stranger in his room, face to face!