If We Ever Meet Again

Pairing: Atem/Tea

-I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh

-I don't own If We Ever Meet Again

I'll never be the same, if we ever meet again – Timbaland featuring Katy Perry

Tea paced to Yugi's room slowly. It had been a nerve racking day and now she stood to lose one of her friends. Yami, no Atem, he was one of her greatest friends. He had been with Yugi and protected him the best he could. Sure at the beginning he had struggled with the right thing but now he was as good as the rest of them.

The metal walls of Kaiba's ship seemed so unforgiving, just like the conditions of the duel that Atem and Yugi would be forced to fight. If Atem won he would be rewarded with 5000 more years stuck in the puzzle, doomed to watch his friends die. If Yugi won then they would lose Atem forever.

Steeling herself, Tea raised he hand to Yugi's room. Either he or Atem would be building their deck in there and as much as she didn't want to disturb them she needed to talk. Joey and Tristan had looked at her as she had got up, but this was something she had to do alone.

"Yugi?"

Atem turned. His eyes were different to Yugi's they were sharper and there were almost hints of red in them. He was taller too, sad wasn't it that Yugi loved her unconditionally but she couldn't choose between him, her best friend, and Atem.

"Sorry, Tea," Atem muttered, "I'll let Yugi have the body." He began to close his eyes.

"No, I want to talk to you."

Atem opened one eye and nodded. Over the time he had spent in Yugi's body he had come to greatly like and admire the girl who was Yugi's best friend. She was a strong believer in the bonds of friendship and whilst that could be a bit annoying she was also loyal to the bitter end. Never once had she failed him or Yugi. In fact it was her doing that allowed him to discover his name and banish Zorc Necrophades.

Tea sat gingerly on the soft bed beside Atem. They had never been together much, the last time they really spent time with each other was when Yugi forced them on a date. Yami, as he had been at that time, was so awkward about it. It was almost cute. This was awkward too but in a much different way.

"I'm sorry, Atem. I just… I don't want to lose you but I don't want you to suffer. I don't know how to feel. You have been there so often for all of us and now we have to lose you." Tea was fighting back tears; she had promised herself that this would not turn into one of her famous friendship speeches. "You were the guy who stood up for me so often, with that guy in Burger World, with Kokurano and with, well, everything. I had a crush on you from the moment you saved me in Burger World and it hurts to let you go."

Atem just sat silently. He had known that Tea had a crush on him. He was hardly blind in any sense of the word. He had however wanted Yugi to have his chance with Tea she was, after all, his first crush. Atem liked Tea perhaps a little more than he should have; mostly he passed it off on the feelings coming from sharing Yugi's body. It was always an interesting experience to be in Yugi's body just after the innocent boy had imagined things about Tea then felt guilty and run to hide in his soul room.

Tea started talking again her voice was choked as she spoke, "No matter what happens in the duel, nothing will be the way it was. I used to think I'd heard your voice before when you took over Yugi's body. It was so similar to his but so different too. I even put myself in danger just to see you, bit of a stupid attempt at flirting huh?"

His mind flicked to Yugi, the young boy was still shut in his soul room. Atem expected no less from the boy than to be honourable. The problem was Yugi thought he was making his deck, and whilst he knew that Yugi would have no problem with the conversation with Tea he would have a problem with the less than honourable thing he wanted to do.

His hand reached out and touched her cheek. It was smooth just like he had thought it would be.

"Tea, whatever happens during the duel, I'll never be the same."

Tea let out a sniff and leaned into Atem's hand. It wasn't rough; these hands were for playing games, not work. His lips were soft too she thought as he pressed them to hers.

The first tear leaked out, "If we ever meet again."

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