Yuugi felt around on the floor as the timer of his cell phone went off. 1:30 sure did come quick, he'd be happier when he was finally moved out. One more month he told himself, or tomorrow if Yami pissed him off enough. Still nude he stretched, grabbed a fresh shirt and pants, and then headed to the bathroom.
Yami was coming out of his room, just in time to catch a view of a half asleep Yuugi clad in skin, and holding clothes. Other than the mark on his neck he couldn't find any others. He approached Yuugi. "Afternoon."
Yuugi was just about in the bathroom when he heard Yami. "Yeah, that it is." He yawned, if it hadn't been for the clothes he'd have stretched. "Shall I spread eagle so you can have a full view of me?" He smirked knowing about that other mark, the one on his upper inner thigh. That would send Yami into hyper drive of curiosity. Not that he wanted to have his secret to be spilled out in such fashion, but it would teach Yami a lesson in nosing into other peoples business.
Yami mused for a moment. He'd herd Bakura and Malik use that term at their nightclub when viewing the male dancers. Could that be where Yuugi was going, and staying at all hours of the night.
Yuugi smirked, and took advantage of the thoughtful Yami. "Guess not then." He closed the door in Yami's face.
Yami growled and looked at the door dumb struck as he was pulled out of musing. He headed back down stairs to find Sugoroku still on the sofa. Sugoroku looked over at the evident frustrated version of Yami. "What did he do now?"
"Doesn't mater." Yami sighed, and rubbed his temple. "Excuse me, I'm going to go call Seto and Jou and see if they want to get back together and go out this evening after they finish work." Three gay men going to a gay nightclub couldn't look that suspicious. Even it was Bakura's and Malik's night club, and he hated the two.
Sugoroku smiled. "Yami, you're still moving out in two weeks right?"
Yuugi was half way down the stairs.
Yami nodded his head. "Yes." He smiled. "Before then I plan on fully knowing what Yuugi is up to." He smirked. "That way I can straighten him out for you before I'm not here everyday to keep him in line."
Yuugi crossed his arms, and leaned on the wall. Yami was a few fries short if he thought he need to straighten him out. Yuugi had a job, and a love life. Sure he lived at home, but that was choice. He could have moved out months ago. Mater of fact with Yami moving out, he'd have time to tell Sugoroku of his job, and his love life without Yami hounding him. Then he too would be moving out. He remained on the stairs, out of site, but in earshot.
Sugoroku went straight faced, and sighed. "Yami, I know he's your 'light' and all, but he's an adult. Just turned 24 at that. He's grown up; he's not the boy that solved the puzzle anymore. You two shared hardships together, and you saw him through his innocent years." He smiled, and put a hand on Yami's shoulder. "For that reason I understand why you're protective. But perhaps if you lazed a bit around him he'd be more open."
Yuugi smiled softly when Sugoroku stood up for him. About damn time someone realized he wasn't a kid. He did have a good point of why Yami was protective. He sighed. Damn right I'd tell you what was up if I didn't have Yami being so protective and believing everyone needed to be innocent. He'd heard enough; time to put this conversation to a close. With heavier footsteps so they would know he was coming he headed for the living room. "Afternoon." He chirped, and shifted the bag on his shoulder. "I'm out. See you tomorrow morning!"
Sugoroku and Yami eyes followed the swift movements of Yuugi. He was there, and then he wasn't. Damn he moved quickly.
"Damn boy is going to get hurt one of these days with moves like those." Yami sighed.
"Oh, and the moves you two use to put on while dueling and saving the work wouldn't get the two of you hurt." Sugoroku laughed. "Just remember he grew up!"
Yami rolled his eyes. "I'm going to make that phone call now."