Thinking of You

"Hey, Marik," Yami Sennen said as he entered the restaurant he and his cousins usually hung out at on Friday nights. "What's up?"

Marik smirked. "Nothing. Bakura's about to piss off the manager, and there's nothing he can do about it since we own the bar," he said. "Have a seat. There's no need to be a stranger." As he spoke the last sentence, Yami's cousin motioned to the seat beside him.

"You are all complete idiots; you know that, right?" one of Yami's other two cousins commented. "Why do you enjoy such trivial things as messing with people?" the blue eyed brunette male, Seto Kaiba, commented as he typed away on his computer.

Yami chuckled. "Because, cousin," he said, "unlike some people, the three of us like to be teenagers while we have the chance." As he spoke, Yami raised his hand. "Get me the usual," he told the blonde waitress that walked over.

The lights above their table flickered, causing Yami to groan. "When do they plan on fixing this light? We gave them the damned money," he complained.

"When hell freezes over," Kaiba replied. "We all know the management is filled with a bunch of lazy whores and sluts who would rather have sex behind the counter than do their jobs."

Yami shrugged. "That's a good point. Why do we keep them again?"

Marik smirked. "Well, they're hot; maybe that's why," he said as a brunette female walked by, her breasts hanging out of the white tank top she wore.

Just as he finished speaking, Yami's last cousin, Bakura, walked over with an evil grin. "Nice to see you finally decided to join us, Pharaoh."

Yami nodded at his cousin, distracted. He knew this bar by heart, seeing as he had helped his father design it before the man's recent death. The broken light above them had been broken for months. He knew everyone here, having helped hire them when he was 13, so none of the faces were different. So why does it feel like a different place?

Yugi smiled as he ran to catch up to his friends. They were going out for one of their weekly Friday night guys' nights, which would probably end up at either his grandfather's game shop or his friend Ryou's house. "Ryou!" he called, tackling the albino whose back was facing him.

Ryou let out a shriek that had the whole group laughing. "Stop it!" he said. "I did not shriek! I shouted!"

"Sure you did," Joey Wheeler said. "Just like I wasn't a bully at one point and Malik here isn't broke as shit."

"Hey! I take offense to that!" Malik said. "And why not bring up one of Yugi's flaws too?"

"What flaws?" Joey snorted. "Last I checked he was Mr. Perfect."

"I am not perfect," the mentioned male said. In truth, he was almost perfect. He was King of Games, and the smartest kid in Domino High School - smarter than even Seto Kaiba, the teenaged CEO. He was a cute thing, slightly shorter than your average 16-year-old, and his eyes were a light purple. His skin was creamy, and he was as sweet and kind as people got.

"Name one flaw or thing you've ever done wrong," Ryou said.

Yugi thought for a second before sighing. "My last boyfriend? Dumping him was the wrong choice to make," he said.

Everyone was shocked. They hadn't heard Yugi speak about the man he had broken up with three months before recently. After a few minutes of awkward silence, Malik spoke up. "Burger World?"

"Hell yeah!" everyone but Yugi said.

Everyone ordered their usual meal when they arrived at the fast food restaurant. Joey got three hamburgers, a large fry, and some Pepsi. Malik got 20 chicken nuggets and split them half and half with Ryou, both had their own medium fry. Ryou got a sweet tea while Malik got a Dr. Pepper. Yugi got a hamburger, small fry, and Barq's Root Beer. Everyone was quiet; the silence was awkward and no one could think of anything to disturb it.

Joey ended up sighing when the waiter brought them their food. "A toast to finally being out of school for the summer," he proposed, holding his cup towards the center of the table.

"To summer break," everyone said as they tapped their cups together. They all began eating after that, but the silence remained awkward. Yugi sighed as he picked at the burger. That wasn't the same as usual. He and his friends seemed to be growing distant, something he didn't want to happen. There was never anything to talk about since he dumped Atem "Yami" Sennen. He remembered giving the nickname to his ex-boyfriend when they were eight, after having grown up together.

What happened to us? both teenagers asked themselves. Neither noticed the other sitting across the building from them as they got lost in their thoughts. The two used to be the ones who got the party started; Yami would begin the fun, whether that be suggesting a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven or Truth or Dare or just plain making out with Yugi in the middle of whatever room they were in. Yugi would be the one to make the party a blast but simultaneously keep everything from getting out of hand by making hot chocolate and offering his closet for Seven Minutes in Heaven but making sure no one came out naked or setting a few reasonable rules for Truth or Dare (one such rule was "No sex in front of the group," a rule he was shocked that he had to make when Bakura had dared Yami to have sex with Yugi where they were) or just kissing Yami back when the older teen started a make out session.

Everyone in the school had wished to be the 16 and 17 year old juniors who were so in love that they'd start kissing each other in the middle of classes so often that the teachers had given up; both were really far ahead in the classes anyway, so why should they care?

But after the two broke up and stopped hanging out and talking to one another, everyone started acting differently. It was weird to see the two teens who were once so in love give each other the silent treatment.

Maybe they're like me and want us to get back together, both teens thought sadly. It had been a stupid reason that they broke up for; Yugi had caught Yami pinned against the lockers by some girl from their school. He had jumped to conclusions and assumed that the older teen had been cheating on him. After the breakup, when Yugi had calmed down a little, his brain started thinking rationally. Yami was 100% gay, and no way would he have allowed someone to dominate him. Yugi had never even been allowed to dominate Yami, not that he was complaining. He preferred being submissive.

Both teens sighed simultaneously. "What is with this hole in my heart?" Yugi muttered to himself. "I'm missing half of my soul with that idiot gone..." He chuckled drily at the statement; Yami was far from an idiot. In fact, he was right up there with Yugi and Kaiba on the top ten for the school's grading list.

Yami looked out the window. No one will ever be able to erase those memories... The two years I dated him were the best of my life and no one can take that away from me.

Their love had burned brighter than the brightest star. It hurt to think of that, but it was true. And now, whenever someone thought of one, thoughts of the other were right behind.

"How are you holding up?" Ryou asked Yugi. Yugi knew what he was really asking: Where's Yami been lately? Yugi shrugged, not giving a verbal response. The British albino sighed. "Well, we're going to go ahead and leave. Give me a call if you need someone to talk to..." Yugi knew what Ryou meant. If he wanted to talk about the breakup, Ryou was right there with an open ear and a clear mind to help Yugi get through. The smaller teen just nodded at his friend, who sighed before leaving with all of their friends.

Yami's cousins glared at the teen. "Stop moping around, Yami. You're a big boy now. You don't need that little brat," Bakura said.

Yami shot up and glared at his friend. "Yugi is not a brat," he hissed dangerously. "You would do best to remember that before you speak against him. We may not be together anymore, but dammit I still love him."

Bakura held up his hands in mock surrender. "Whatever you say, Pharaoh. We're leaving you. You can either sit here and sulk, or you can come with us," he said.

Yami muttered under his breath that he would rather die than put up with those two.

Yami chuckled to himself as a thought occurred to him: it still stung whenever someone tried to insult Yugi. It's funny how someone like that - an ex - can still burn your heart, even when your relationship was in the past.

Yugi smiled sadly as he stood up from his table to throw the rest of his hamburger away. He walked with his head down, covering his tears with his bangs. As a result, he bumped into someone. An apology was muttered on his part as he walked on, not waiting for a response.

Yami got up and started to walk when he bumped into someone. Their hair was in the same style as his ex's, and the height was about right. An apology was muttered, and that sealed the deal. Yami's ex-boyfriend - with his voice like a singing angel's - was leaving their favorite restaurant. "Yugi..."

Yugi heard his name but barely acknowledged it as he was already halfway out the door. It was raining, and he didn't have his umbrella, so he sighed. He lifted his jacket up over his head and ran in the direction of his grandfather's game shop. He heard his name being called, screamed, in a familiar voice that could only belong to his ex. He turned around, and sure enough, Yami was running after him. "Yugi, move, dammit!" the older teen shouted.

The younger suddenly realized he was in the middle of the street, and when he looked up, he saw a large truck heading his way. Yami ran to him as the truck honked and swerved...