A/N: Okay. Besides the little scene I had written for my sister (ll Kairi ll ) in one of her stories, this is going to be my first fanfic with Yugi-Oh. So, I'm sorry for any mistakes I make with the characters and any grammar mistakes I may miss. If you feel like I did something wrong, please, go ahead and tell me 'cause I really want to fix them ASAP. I'd reaaally appreciate it!

Enjoy!

Summary: The Lights and Darks are separated from their counterparts after accepting a generous offer from Kaiba Seto. They find themselves on different parts of a continent with people they thought they hated. Will they survive and adapt to these new life changes, or will they all spontaneously combust from the light/dark within?

Disclaimer: Dudes and dudits, I do NOT own Yugi-Oh nor do I gain any profits from this other than feeling awesome from the reviews I receive. :]

Warning: YAOI, meaning menxmen and such, BakuraxYugi and YamixRyou, language, mature intent, OCC-ness (personalities are backwards! Lights and Darks' personalities are reversed and such-ish!)

Surviving With You

"So let me get this straight… We're inside… Doing school work… On a glorious sunny afternoon in the Summer… Because you think it'd be fun?" Bakura, Ryou's on and off boyfriend (they were currently on this week, if you were by any chance curious), exasperatedly asked, sitting at one corner of the table with his head tucked in his arms down on the surface of the table. He looked pretty annoyed by this.

Yugi glanced to his friend Ryou, sending the English boy a sympathetic look as said boy sighed.

"You could always go watch some Telly if you're bored, Bakura," Ryou said, the soft-spoken male sighing again as he turned the page in his English IV textbook.

"I don't want to," the teen grouchily grumbled, glaring at nothing but the table space before him.

"Well, then don't complain."

"Watch your mouth when you're talking to me," Bakura snapped, growling lowly at his other in obvious agitation.

"Excuse me? I was merely giving you an option to pick from so that you didn't have to sit here with us and be bored."

"Ah..." Yugi bit his lower lip, glancing at Ryou again. He really hated sitting in the middle of these two. They always got into pitiless arguments that could have been dealt with fairly easily if they had only just talked nicely to each other. But there was a reason why the two were always in a on and off relationship. They were just too different. Some relationships worked when the people involved were like Yin and Yang, but it was clearly not working out with the two silver heads.

"Quit your bickering, the both of you. You're upsetting Yugi."

Said tri-colored haired teen had to hold back rolling his eyes in anger. He glanced up to see his own boyfriend (though their relationship was a little more… complicated than the on-off situation) into the dining room, an unpleasant look being pointed at the silver-heads. 'They're not upsetting me,' Yugi wanted to say, but he held back the urge to. He didn't want to have some kind of confrontations with his boyfriend in front of anyone. It was bad enough that Bakura and Ryou were having a small one at that very moment.

Bakura glared up at Yami, a sneer on his lips. "Shut it, Pharaoh. If the punk has a problem, then let him speak up for himself or he'll never learn."

Yugi looked at the guy in wonderment, but frowned when he heard Yami say," he won't need to, Thief," Yami spat that name out as if it were poison. "Unlike you, I will always be there for my hikari."

"Why you-," Bakura made movement to stand up, making Yugi's and Ryou's eyes widen as they looked at each other in panic. "Are you trying to imply-."

"U-uhm, why don't we go down to the park, hm?" Ryou and Yugi both clattered to their feet, Ryou swiftly interrupting his boyfriend just in time.

"Y-yeah. Looks like we could all use some fresh air." Yugi nervously glanced between Yami and Bakura, fidgeting with his hands down at his sides. "We could also, uhm… Have a… Picnic?"

"Yes, Yugi! That's a marvelous idea!" Ryou snatched at Yugi's idea quite giddily, ready to let everything blow over. "Come, Bakura! Help me with the packing of the basket!" He grabbed the other silver-haired teen's wrist, then whisked them both to the kitchen, leaving the other two alone in the dining room.

Anxiously, Yugi looked at Yami. "It's not nice to be rude to Bakura in his own home, Yami," He scolded quietly, watching the older teen look back at him.

Crossing his arms against his chest, Yami scowled back at Yugi, though as slight as it was it still made Yugi cringe a little. "What? Are you siding with that baka now?" He testily asked.

"Of course not," Yugi answered quickly, eyes slightly wider than before. He shook his head, then said," no, Yami, I'm not siding with anyone. There's no reason to side with anyone. It's just rude to be so impolite to one of our… hosts…" He trailed off at the end of that sentence at the way the older teen's eyes narrowed. Not good. Did he make him mad? "A-ah, I think I'll go help with making the food for our picnic. U-uhm, would you mind, you know, waiting for us in… The living room?"

"Hn." Yami looked away, exhaling in a long sigh. He dropped his arms down to his sides, "Sure."

Yugi gave the Pharaoh a small smile, then watched the older male walk out of the room and out of his sight. Once he was gone, Yugi let out a sigh of relief. That was close. He clasped a hand to his chest and sighed once more, trying to slow down his racing heart. He didn't know if Yami knew this, but the guy scared him like crazy. He was just so intimidating without even trying or meaning to that it made Yugi feel inferior to him, making him unable to speak for himself. Which in turn made him, Yugi, look weak in comparison. It was probably what made Yami feel the need to take care of him as if he were a child, but it was… over-whelming to Yugi. Yami's protectiveness was suffocating him. Yugi didn't know how much longer he would last before someone, most likely himself, snapped. Snapped from insanity, probably.

"Hey, Runt." Yugi jumped in startle and whirled around to face the door that lead to the kitchen, finding Bakura standing there with his arms folded against his chest and his narrowed eyes on the younger of the two. "Are you just gonna stand there all day or come and help? Or were you lying to Pharaoh about helping?" He raised a brow challengingly.

"S-sorry!" Yugi squeaked in apology, clasping his hands against his stomach as he quickly stumbled towards the silver-haired teen. "I wasn't lying! Promise. I was just on my way."

"Really?" Bakura eyed him, then watched as the midget rushed past him. "You need to grow a backbone, Runt," he called after him, shaking his head. "And quit apologizing already!"

Yugi quickly stepped into the kitchen with meek movements, finding Ryou standing at the fridge with the two doors open. "R-Ryou?"

"Hm?" The English boy turned his head and glanced over his shoulder, smiling at seeing the tri-colored haired teen. "Ah, Yugi. Just in time! What would you like to bring with us to the park?" He asked kindly.

"Uhm… I'm not sure. Anything is fine." Yugi answered with a shrug, walking over to the counter where the picnic basket had been left at. "What have y'all gotten out so far?" He peered over the edge to look into the basket, curiosity taking him over.

"Ah, nothing much, unfortunately." Ryou answered with a sigh. "We all have such different tastes when it comes to food…"

"Oh…" Yugi eyed the Oreos and the three bananas in the case, then glanced towards his friend, a small smile sliding onto his face. "Do you have peanut butter? And bread? We can make peanut butter sandwiches and slice bananas to put on them. And pickles if you have any." He shrugged, a slight blush covering his cheeks. "I like pickles on mine and I think I remember Bakura saying something about liking bananas on his, right?" He watched in pride as Ryou smiled brilliantly at him, nodding his head in agreement.

"You're right, Yugi!" He said, turning back to the fridge to pull out the needed condiments. "What does Yami like, Yugi? I don't suppose he likes pickles on his, too?"

"Ah, no." Yugi quickly shook his head, smiling small. "He just likes regular peanut butter sandwiches."

"That's fine." Ryou chuckled and snatched the jelly from its spot on a shelf in the fridge. "It so happens that I like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on mine." With the jars in his arms, Ryou kicked the door shut and turned around, placing the jars onto the island counter. He glanced at Yugi and asked," would you mind getting the peanut butter and bread from the pantry, Yugi?"

"Ah, s-sure!" Yugi quickly nodded, then trotted to the said little room. The pantry was half filled with shelves for canned foods and bread and such while the other half was used for the laundry, the washer machine and dryer standing side by side to the right. He made a quick assessment of the shelves, then found the peanut butter jar on one shelf closest to him and the bread real high on another shelf. After grabbing the peanut butter, Yugi attached his eyes to the sight of the sleeve of bread and sighed irritably. Why did they have to have things so high up for? Really?

"Freakin' tall people and their urges for high places..." He muttered, unthinkingly placing a foot on one of the bottom shelves to get at a higher vantage point. He reached up with his free hand so that he could grab the bread, but, still, he was too short. What was with everyone wanting to keep things so high up, anyways? Did they do this on purpose to make Yugi feel shorter than he already was? Geez. He rose up onto his tip-toes to inch on up there, and he was neaaarly there, the tips of his fingers brushing the plastic bag that held the bread-

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Ah!" Yugi yelped from startle, accidently kicking off the shelf he was on, and he fell backwards.

"What the-?" The person who startled him tried to catch him, but, together, they crashed onto the floor with Yugi on top.

"Oww…" Yugi peeked his eyes open and looked up at the top shelf where the bread was still at. "Aw, man…" Then his eyes widened incredibly when two slender arms were wrapped around his waist. "Wha-?"

"What the hell was that for, Runt?" An irritable voice asked from beneath him, causing Yugi to automatically start apologizing like crazy. Bakura sat the two of them up, still holding onto Yugi's waist as the teen babbled:

"Aw, geez, Bakura, I'm so sorry! I was trying to reach for the bread-I didn't mean to fall on you! I-you-you just scared me! Why'd you come in without saying anythi-are you okay? I'm so sorry!" Yugi, frantically babbling away still, turned around some in Bakura's hold, his eyes wide with worry and fear. "Did you hit your head? Are you okay?" Still clutching the jar in one hand close to his stomach, Yugi reached behind Bakura with his free hand and ran gentle fingers at the back of the silver-haired teen's head. "Did you hit it hard? Do you want some ice? I'm so sor-."

A hand was clapped over Yugi's mouth as Bakura glared at him. "Shut it." He hissed dangerously at the teen, eyes narrowed into slits. When Yugi's eyes widened and he nodded a bit to show that he wouldn't say anything more, Bakura moved his hand down and grabbed the teen's chin. "Why are you so clumsy?" He asked quietly, leaning forward some to let it be known how annoyed he was by this event. "Whether outside or inside, you are always hurting yourself. Why? Do you like being so vulnerable, little Yugi?"

"A-uh, I-," Yugi stammered over his words, glancing away nervously. Their position was extremely awkward, making him even more nervous than before. Bakura had an arm still around his waist, he held Yugi's chin in his fingers, and Yugi himself was sitting sideways on Bakura's lap.

"Yugi? Is everything alright? I heard a crash-," Ryou came rushing in, but stopped in his tracks at the sight on the floor. Yami came in after him and froze, just like Ryou, and he stared, his eyes flaring up into a glare. "What's going on in here?" Ryou demanded.

Bakura let Yugi's chin go as he looked up with a suddenly indifferent expression. "I'm getting increasingly pissed off at the Runt's incapability to not be clumsy." He stated with a straight face, uncaring really.

"S-so-sorry!" Yugi stumbled over the word, stressing out. He looked up at Yami and Ryou frantically, biting his lower lip. "I fell when he came in-I didn't mean to!"

"If it was really an 'accident', then why the hell are you still sitting on him?" Yami demanded, stepping further into the room to reach out and grab Yugi by the collar, yanking him up to his feet and pulling him away from Bakura.

Yugi didn't know what to say to that, but, luckily for him, Ryou was verbally attacking his boyfriend now, glaring mildly at him. "I'm sure it was Bakura's doing that Yugi was still there. Dammit, Baka, what is up with you today?" He grabbed one of his boyfriend's hands and helped him up to his feet, though Bakura looked annoyed by it. He looked pretty comfortable sitting there on the tiled floor. "You're being awfully rude today!"

"It's not my fault if the runt can't stand on his own two feet." Bakura grumbled under his breath while shoving his hands into his pockets. Then he abruptly turned and stalked out of the pantry, shoving Yami in the shoulder on the way out. "Are we going to go to the park, or not? I have better things I could be doing rather than be in the presence of idiots," he hissed at them as he left.

Yugi watched the teen stalk off, then he turned his head to his own boyfriend, his eyes huge. Yami looked back at him with a dead-pan look. Neither knew what to say to the other and both were waiting for them to say something.

Yami was the first to speak up. He walked towards the shelves and plucked the bread from the high shelf. Turning back to the other two, he dropped the package into Yugi's free hand, saying," be careful next time. You can't let your guard down even for a second, Yugi. Remember that."

Yugi mutely nodded, then watched as the ex-Pharaoh walked out of the pantry, leaving Yugi and Ryou alone in the pantry. Turning to the silver-haired teen, Yugi gave him an extremely apologetic look, sincerest to the max. "Gods above, Ryou, I am so sorry," he started, feeling ready to cry. Damn, he felt like an utter failure. It made him think, how many people did it take to get peanut butter and bread from the pantry...? "I just made a huge mess and I'm-."

"No, Yugi, you didn't make a mess." Ryou shook his head at his friend, giving the younger teen a forgiving look as he placed a hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Come on, hm? Let's get these sandwiches made."

Yugi merely nodded again and followed silently after his friend out of the pantry and to the kitchen island. Out there, he noticed that Ryou had already put utensils in all of the jars so that they were ready to use at any time. With a dejected look on his face, Yugi placed the jar of peanut butter and the package of bread onto the counter besides everything else. He silently wondered how much time he'd wasted in the pantry while trying to reach for the bread. But, did it matter, really? The time he spent in there was already wasted; there was no going back and rewinding time to speed things up.

Shaking his head from those strangely negative thoughts, Yugi stepped up besides Ryou and started helping him make the sandwiches. They made two for each person and a few extra ones just in case. They were all growing boys, after all, and teenage boys at that. Who knew how hungry they'd be by the time they got to the park?

The two made the sandwiches, grabbed extra foods and drinks to add to the basket, then they walked to the living room with Yugi holding onto the basket. He was barely able to lift it any higher than his waist, it was so darn heavy. But he managed to carry to the room, following Ryou there and finding their two boyfriends sitting on opposite couches, staring evilly at the other.

"We're ready to go now, guys, if you're done glaring at each other like morons." Ryou stated as he stopped in the middle of the two staring, getting into their ways and crossing his arms against his chest. He looked the least bit exasperate at the two guy's idiotic "macho" staring contest, or whatever they wanted to call it. Seriously. Why did they act like such children?

Yugi stood slightly to the left behind Ryou, staring at the other two guys with wide-ish eyes. He was thinking along the lines of Ryou, but kept his thoughts to himself. Unlike Ryou, Yugi didn't want to start a confrontation.

Yami looked up at the two standing with slight annoyance crossing his features, the same as Bakura's expression as he, too, looked up. Neither said a word, though, as they stood up. And Yami, after noticing Yugi struggling to keep the basket from slipping from his hands, reached over and snatched the basket from the shorter male's hands.

"If we're ready, then let's go already," Bakura muttered, grabbing Ryou's elbow and literally dragging the teen after him as he stalked towards the front door.

Yugi, looking towards Yami, gave him a slight smile. There was an urge to grab his boyfriend's hand as they walked out, but Yugi hid it at the look of annoyance on his lover's face. Maybe now wasn't the time to be doing that sort of thing…

TBC

A/N: So? What do y'all think? Not much in the first chapter because I just wanna start off as slow, ya know? Ease my way in, considering I'm not very comfortable with all of their personalities as of yet. ^-^ So! Let me know what y'all think! No guarantee as of when the next chapter'll be out. xD lol Just be patient~ ;D