Hello~ I realised that I have been posting a bit too frequently, but after this I'll be going much slower :D I decided on starting a series of Gareki x Yogi short stories that depict extra events and their feelings toward one another. These imaginary stories take place in between events in the manga of Karneval. So this is the first one. I hope you like it :') The next chapter is better (at least I think so!), do tell me what you think.

Yogi and Gareki were involved in a fight with the Varuga in Rinoll after being separated from Nai and Tsukumo. It was during that time, when Yogi's other self-Silver Yogi- was unleashed.

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Silver Yogi strutted over to the cocoon his vines had created and smirked. He began ripping the vines apart, only to find a young ,black-haired teen inside.

The teen sat up and had a sour look on his face.

"Who are you?" Silver Yogi asked with innocent curiosity. "Why did I protect you?" Silver Yogi was genuinely interested in this boy. He had no idea why his body had reacted instinctively to protect him.

Gareki's whole body was aching. It hurt like hell, but that was the last thing on his mind. He looked once over Yogi's body and stopped short when he saw his wounds.

Instantly, he felt frustrated. He felt frustrated and furious more than anything at the fact that Yogi had been right before him, and yet he hadn't been able to do anything to help. He could only sit idly and watch the man he adored get hurt and become someone he had never seen before.

He stared at Silver Yogi. Is this...Yogi? He thought to himself skeptically. He was doubtful. The usual, cheerful blond was nowhere in sight. He couldn't suppress the concern that was dominating his mind.

He knew he had to do something, and so he calmed his nerves and thought reasonably. The fact that the Yogi standing before me doesn't remember me is sheer proof that Yogi is not himself. Right... I should... Gareki decided on his line of action.

"Wake the hell up!" Gareki shouted as he forcefully head butted Yogi.

Yogi cried out in pain. He held his head in his hands and groaned.

"W-What was that for?! G-G-Gare...ki-kun...?" Yogi was struck with realisation. The black-haired boy was Gareki.

Immediately, his hair began to return to the sunshine gold it was originally. He scrutinised Gareki, unable to tear his eyes away from the boy. He had to confirm that it was indeed him, alive and unscathed. Gareki-kun is safe. Gareki-kun is safe. The words repeated in Yogi's mind. A bubble of warmth and fuzziness grew in the pits of Yogi's stomach.

He was so relieved that Gareki was alright. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself had Gareki been hurt. Yogi couldn't stop a small tear from escaping his eyes. He knew how desperately he had wanted Gareki to be safe, but he hadn't realised that his need to protect Gareki was this strong. He threw himself onto Gareki and embraced him in a tight bear hug.

"W-What do you think you're doing?! You idiot!" Gareki shouted in protest.

Yogi was over the moon. He was so glad Gareki was alive. I would do anything to protect you... Gareki-kun...Yogi said softly before losing consciousness.

"W-What..." Gareki had heard everything Yogi had said, and blushed, albeit a little too brightly.

"Am I an idiot or what?" Gareki scolded himself harshly.

He sighed as he brushed Yogi's hair away, and caressed his face. He contemplated his emotions towards Yogi.

"I really am...towards this idiot, aren't I?" Gareki said with exasperation. Of all people, Gareki thought as he looked towards the sky, why Yogi?

He leaned in on Yogi and rested his forehead against Yogi's forehead. Gareki sighed at the touch. "Yogi..." He said. It was the first time Gareki had called Yogi by his name, and he felt strangely at peace.

What the hell am I doing. Gareki thought coldly. Yogi's going to die if he's left like this. In no time,he steadied himself with Yogi on his back and began to look for Nai.

That's it! o_+ The next chapter is all about how Yogi is worried that Gareki is still angry with him. Yet all this somehow unexpectedly ends up in a date! ermahgawd. I enjoy writing BL because every time I write, I giggle uncontrollably at the same time, it is just too exciting.