First fic, so be nice! Moving on...
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Now, here we go!
abcd Thoughts
//abcd// Yami mind-talking to Yugi, or Bakura talking to Ryou
/abcd/Yugi mind-talking to Yami, or Ryou talking to Bakura
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Yugi was lying on his bed, bored. He didn't want to do his chores. He didn't want to play Duel Monsters. He didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to be alone. He didn't know why, he just did.
The unbidden thoughts of Yami, the five-thousand year old pharaoh he had released from his Millennium Puzzle, began to float into Yugi's mind. Those beautiful crimson eyes, that aura of power that surrounds him, that mischievous grin that sometimes crossed those soft, tempting lips... He wished to Ra that whatever he did, his desires would not get the best of him. But it was just too hard!
What am I THINKING?!?!?! This is YAMI I'm thinking about, not some stupid crush. If I do anything, ANYTHING, it could mean the end. That's it. That's all she wrote. Plus, Yami is my FRIEND. He could never like me that way. But, Ra,... He's just so...
//Hikari?// Yugi was startled out of his thoughts by the very person he was thinking about. Yami had apparently gone to help grandfather in the shop, but as Yugi opened his eyes, he saw him leaning against the doorframe. Worry clouded those ruby eyes as they locked with Yugi's own violet ones. Yugi had to break the silence.
/What is it, Yami? Aren't you supposed to be helping grandfather with the shop?/ he said through the mind-link he and Yami shared, praying that Yami hadn't heard any of what he had been thinking. His prayers were answered.
//I felt such despair through the link a few seconds ago, I didn't know what had come over you! I feared the worst, my little hikari! Tell me, what bothers you so?// Yami sat down on the edge of the bed Yugi was lying on, and it was all Yugi could do not to pull Yami down with him.
Yugi panicked. He knew he couldn't lie, Yami would sense that, and he knew he definitely couldn't tell the truth. But what if he told just a fraction of the truth? That could work...
/Well, you see, I like someone. A lot. More than they could ever know. And it's so crazy, because I know that if I tell them, our friendship is toast. But if I don't tell them, I'll be pining away forever./ There, that's part of the truth at least...
Yami was taken aback. His Yugi, his Hikari, His Aibou... in love? He was happy for Yugi, of course. But yet, he was suddenly... jealous? NO! Envious? Yes! Envious that his little hikari had found love before him. That had to be it. He couldn't be jealous simply because Yugi loved someone else! That would mean he liked... and he didn't! He was extremely sure he didn't.
//Do not worry, Yugi. I am sure things will turn out alright. Who is this person anyway?// Yes, who is this person he loves? Yami thought to himself snidely.
/I... I... don't want to tell anyone right now, 'kay Yami?/ Yugi quickly mind-said. I'm not gonna tell him the whole truth...
Yami sighed, and touched Yugi's arm lightly. //Well, you know I am always here to listen. Pleasant dreams.//
/Good night, Yami/ Yugi said, before shutting down the mind-link.
Ryou was reading one of his favorite comics in his livingroom. Well, trying to. His thoughts kept drifting back to his spikey-haired five thousand year old look-alike. Namely Bakura. The tomb-robber had been in his mind a lot recently.
He supposed he was crazy, having a crush on his yami. The only thing was, it wasn't going away like he hoped it would.
Well, old crushes die hard, I guess... Ryou's crush was something more, and he knew it. He just wasn't willing to admit it.
"Hey, squirt, C'mon and give me a hand with this shit." Bakura came into the house with three bags of groceries, which looked extremely heavy.
Ryou dropped his comic book and ran to help Bakura. He grabbed the heaviest bag and set it down on the dining room table. As he was unpacking the groceries, he closed the mind-link he shared with Bakura so that he could think freely. The thoughts he had were something he never wanted Bakura to see.
He loved Bakura's body. It was thin, yet muscular. He was like a god. An evil god, with brown eyes that penetrated your soul. He loved Bakura's attitude, even if it was a little mean half the time. Once you dug deep down, you realized that the thief had a heart that was sweeter than sugar. You just had to dig for it.
"Why'd you get all this stuff, Bakura?" Ryou asked timidly.
"Because I wanted to. Why'd you close the mind-link down?" Bakura asked, irritated.
"Because I wanted to." Ryou said. He put a bottle of Pepsi in the refrigerator and sat back down on the couch. Bakura's eyes followed him closely.
"Hey," Bakura asked, "Aren't you gonna help me?"
"Do it yourself. You bought it all." Ryou said, flipping through the comic. Bakura began to get extremely angry.
"I'm warning you, kid. Get up here and help me." He demanded. Ryou barely glanced up from his comic.
"No, I don't think I will." Ryou said, calmly.
"You little twerp!!!!" Bakura pounced on top of Ryou, trying to punch the living daylights out of him. But Ryou, having been through this sort of thing before, was able to predict every punch coming his way. He dodged them all, easily. Bakura stopped, realizing that he hadn't hit Ryou once. He stared at the white haired boy, wide-eyed. Under him, Ryou chuckled at the look on his brown eyed yami's face.
"Yes, Bakura, you really are that predictable. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to finish my comic and I can't very well do that while we are in such a... compromising position. So will you please GET OFF!!!" Ryou stated loudly.
Bakura looked down to see he was practically straddling his hikari's waist. He jumped off the couch and went to the other side of the room, to the delight of Ryou.
As Ryou started reading again, Bakura went into the bathroom and checked the mirror. His worst fears were confirmed: he was blushing. The red tinge in his cheeks was just barely visible, but Bakura was sure that anyone could see it a mile away.
Damn Ryou... He thought, as the blush began to fade.
/What was that?/ Bakura groaned at the sound of Ryou talking through his mind-link.
//Nothin' squirt.//
/Oh, ok./
As soon as the mind-link closed down, Ryou decided to call Yugi and ask if they could meet for ice cream. He hadn't seen Yugi in the last few weeks.
"Sure, Ok, I'll meet you at the place across the street from school." Yugi said before hanging up.
He walked to the ice cream place, glad he was wearing short sleeves. It was a hot day in August, meaning school would be starting soon. He saw Yugi waiting outside, and they went in to place their orders.
"So, anyway, what's going on with you, Yugi? You seem pretty tense. What's wrong?" Ryou asked, noticing Yugi wasn't his usual happy self.
"I could ask you the same question, Ryou. But, see, the thing is... I sorta don't want anyone to find out about this. ESPECIALLY not Yami."
"Same answer here. I'd die if Bakura knew what's wrong with me." Ryou said to Yugi.
"Ok," Yugi said, "What if we tell each other, but swear never to let the yami's know. Deal?"
"Deal." Ryou said.
"Alright, I guess I'll go first... I love Yami." Yugi whispered. Ryou gasped.
"Oh my, that is so weird! Because I love Bakura" Ryou whispered. Yugi gasped.
"Anyway. It doesn't matter. Yami could never love me." Yugi said with a sigh.
"No way! You have a chance, Bakura would never love me!" Ryou said.
Suddenly, Yugi's eyes lit up. "Unless... they realize what their missing!"
"What are you talking about, Yugi?" Ryou was clueless.
"What if... we make them jealous!" Yugi exclaimed. Ryou gasped.
"It's perfect!!" Yugi went on, "We can pretend like WE started dating, then make them so jealous, they'll HAVE to like us. It'll make them just as crazy as we are, knowing they can't have us!"
"That's great Yugi! It's perfect!" Ryou exclaimed.
They both began to work out a plan. Meanwhile, two yami's sat in their separate homes, clueless of what was about to happen...
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TBC! HOPE YOU ALL LIKED IT!!!!!!!