Hello dear readers, do not kill me, thank you.

I know it's been awhile, but my policy is that I no longer post things until they are finished. This is typed and everything, it just needs to be edited (by me, I have no beta) and posted. So really, there is no reason for it not to be updated regularly. This is a story with... I forger now... 5 (?) chapters, it's pretty short but it was really just supposed to be a oneshot so... yeah. This isn't my best writing, this story was more my humorous, light, relief so all concrit will be helpful for the dramatic stuff I'm really serious about.

Any thanks you have goes to Katara Falcon for the review she send me which made me stop slacking, sometime I really just need that, I read one review, see the enthusiasm and tell myself to write. So I did, I finished to story. I should update about one a week. Enjoy.

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Chapter two

My phone rang and I frowned. "Sorry Atemu. Give me a sec." I dug the phone out of my pocket and tried to figure out who'd be calling me. "Hello?"

"Yuugi, do you have any idea what time it is?" I recognized my grandfather's slightly irritated voice.

I thought about it for a minute. "No grandpa. Why?"

I could hear him sigh and I wondered if that was the answer he was expecting. "Yuugi, it's late. I'm closing the game shop soon and I was wondering where you were."

That made me pause for a moment. How long had I been talking to Atemu? "I'm sorry grandpa. I was talking to Atemu and I guess I just lost track of time…" Like really lost track. How did we hold that long of a conversation anyways? It seems weird, I just met the guy and already had the longest conversation I've ever had in my life.

"Who's Atemu?"

I glanced over at him. He was looking to the side as if he wasn't listening but I could see him smirking slightly and knew he was. Well fine then. "A guy I met today at the coffee shop." Oops. I wasn't supposed to admit that this was a coffee shop. At least, not to myself.

"The coffee shop?"

"Yeah." I grinned and looked at Atemu again. "He was pathetic and lonely so he came to talk to me."

Atemu turned to glare at me. "I was not pathetic and lonely!" He was practically shouting and I'm sure Grandpa could hear him over the phone. He paused when he took in my expression, it was probably somewhere around a triumphant grin. "Shit."

"Well anyways Grandpa. I'll head home then. Sorry to make you worry."

"It's fine. I'll see you soon then."

"Yep. Bye." I hung up and stuck the phone back into my pocket. When I glanced up at Atemu he was still glaring at me. Sadly for him I already knew him well enough not to be afraid. He seemed to realize it too for he soon gave up. "That was my grandpa." As if he didn't already know. "I really should be getting home."

He nodded. "Yeah. I didn't realize how late it got." So it was the same for him too. Huh. So much for at least one of us being responsible. "I'm sure someone's wondering where I am. Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure Bakura said he was going to stop by today… oops."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Bakura's the homicidal maniac right?" It shocked me to learn that one of his best friends is a psycho. I don't know how he deals with it.

He rolled his eyes slightly but a small smile was playing across his lips. "I suppose you could call him that." He stood up and I followed suit, groaning slightly at how stiff I was. Note to self; try not to have conversations several hours long, without moving, in uncomfortable chairs. "I really should make sure he's not too angry. I do like the whole living part of life."

"Really?" We were now walking to the door together. "I always thought it was highly overrated."

We were outside now and he stopped, "Which way do you live?" I pointed to the right. "I'll walk you home."

I studied him for a minute, guessing from the way he said it he didn't live in the same direction. "You don't have to."

He shrugged, walking ahead of me so I couldn't see his face. "I know."

I felt a grin spread across my face. "Thanks." I skipped the rest of the way to the game shop with Atemu.

XxXx

He looked impressed when we stopped in front of the game shop. "This is where you live?"

It was my turn to roll my eyes at him. "Yes. My grandpa owns the shop."

"Sounds fun."

"Yeah." And in that split second I made a decision. "Do you have plans tomorrow?"

He shook his head. "I don't think so. I'm pretty sure Bakura's busy."

That made me happy. "Would you want to come and hang out with me and my friends then?" I wasn't looking forward to hanging out with my friends as much as normal and wouldn't have minded just hanging out with Atemu but that seemed rude and I didn't want to have to listen to Anzu's hour long friendship speech that would likely ensue if I cancelled on them.

He studied me for a moment. "Are you sure?"

I thought about it for a minute so that'd he'd know the answer was true. I saw no reason Jou or Honda would mind and Anzu would most likely just rant for awhile about how great it is to make new friends.

Actually it would probably freak Atemu out. All the more reason. I grinned in anticipation. "Yep."

He shrugged. "Alright. What time?"

"We're meeting here at noon." It was our normal time since Jou and Honda both insisted that time didn't exist on weekends until it involved food.

He smiled again. "Alright. I'll be here. Bye Aibou!" I waved at him as he left and by the time I had raised my hand to knock on the door it was already open. Big surprise, my grandpa had been watching us.

"Was that Atemu?" I could tell that he liked him and retuned the smile he gave me.

"Yeah."

He looked at me for a minute as if searching me for something before shrugging. "I approve."

It was only when I got upstairs that I wondered what he meant by that. I mean… surely he didn't think…

I rolled my eyes and decided that he talks to Jou too much. They probably had my entire future all planned out… which is an extremely creepy thought. I mean, this is Jou and my grandpa we're talking about…

XxXx

Unlike most of my other friends I actually liked getting up early. It came in handy when I had to drag myself up for school but seeing as it was only Sunday I didn't really have to worry about that yet. So instead I take a long shower and then sat on my bed to read for awhile.

I've conveniently forgotten to call any of my friends and tell them about Atemu so I won't have to deal with them until later. Hopefully Atemu isn't too late or I'll have to listen to Jou go on and on about how I like him or something. Really, I need more mature friends, or at least one's that aren't so obsessed with me being gay…

"Yuugi!" Speaking of friends… "Atemu's here!" My grandpa called from downstairs.

"Coming!" I glanced over at my clock while I put my book away. 12:00 exactly, wow, he's good. Usually the only one on time is Anzu and she's learned that 'on time' is usually ten minutes late when you were waiting for Jou and Honda. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and very nearly ran into Atemu at the bottom. I was able to stop just before I hit him. "Hello!"

He smiled slightly in response. "Hi. You look surprised to see me." He observed. "You did say noon, didn't you?"

"Yep. I guess I'm just not used to people being on time…"

He laughed. "I know what you mean. I count myself lucky if Bakura even shows up at all."

"He's not shown up before?" That surprised me slightly.

He shrugged. "Well, no; but I keep waiting for it to happen."

There was a knock at the door and I frowned. "I'll get it." I opened the door to see Anzu and none other than Jou and Honda standing behind her, though they looked half awake at most. Okay… what the hell is going on? I think the world is coming to an end or something.

She grinned. "Surprise!" And despite the fact that I invited them, it was. "I dragged Jou and Honda out of bed so we wouldn't be late for once."

"Wow. Great job." I can't imagine how hard it would be to do that. I would likely give up halfway through. I'm guessing that several duel monsters cards were threatened, for Jou at least.

She frowned, looking past me into the hall. "Who's that?"

I didn't have to look to know who she was talking about but did anyways. Atemu had followed me from the stairs and was standing behind me in the living room. I turned back to Anzu. "Umm, surprise?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Is he your boyfriend?" I really truly and definitely need new friends. Jou had perked up at the word 'boyfriend' and was now trying to see past Anzu and me into the house.

"No, Anzu. This is Atemu. He's a new friend." I was tempted to stress the word friend but decided against it. I'm pretty sure if I did I'd get the whole 'you protest too much' thing. They'd likely think I was just in denial. Which I'm not.

Jou finally pushed past Anzu and was staring at Atemu with a small smile on his face. I knew what he was going to ask and immediately started plotting ways to murder him. "So... where did you meet him?" I can't answer him without lying so I don't. Stab. Poison. Decapitate. "Yuug'?" Drown. Beat. Dismember.

"The coffee shop at the book store." Jou's face breaks out in a huge grin. I can't believe Atemu just said that. He didn't know, sure... but still! Jou spent the rest of the walk to the mall asking questions. 'So what did you order? How did you meet? Are you going to start going out soon?' I nearly killed Jou for that last one and Atemu gave me a few weird looks. I'm going to have to explain and apologize to him later without Jou there. I've decided that Jou really is out to get me.

It really wasn't all that surprising when we stopped at Burger world for lunch. We barely ever went anywhere else. Not that I minded of course, I absolutely adored burgers. Maybe not as much as ice cream or chocolate or chocolate on ice cream.

Seriously, I can't think of anything better than vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup and sprinkles. Except… maybe if you added some caramel…? Why is it that that sounds good, but caramel ice cream with the same just sounds weird? Is it because you don't normally put stuff on flavored ice cream?

"Probably. It sounds weird to me too." I blinked and looked up to see Atemu looking at me, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly in an almost smile. Knowing him as well as I do I could tell he was trying not to laugh.

"Umm… what?"

His mouth twitched and I could tell he was highly amused. "Carmel Ice cream, or any flavored ice cream for that matter, with stuff on it. It sounds weird."

I felt my face turn bright red. How much of that ice cream monologue had been out loud exactly? I mean, at least he didn't let me go on any further and ramble about sprinkles and how nobody actually likes to eat sprinkles 'cause they don't taste that good but people eat them anyways because they look pretty. Especially if you get little shaped ones… And here I go Monologueing, again. Wow, I am an idiot.

"Actually I think it's kind of cute. And yes, sprinkles are gross." When I look up Atemu is actually grinning and I can hear my other friends barely concealed laughter. I really do need to stop with the whole Monologueing out loud on accident thing. It's getting rather embarrassing to say the least. "I can tell. Your face it the most lovely shade of red."

I groaned and clapped my hands over my mouth this time before I yelled at myself for my own stupidity.

If possible I was likely an even deeper shade of red, my face felt like it was on fire. Of course, it was red pearly from embarrassment. It had nothing to do with the fact that he called something I did cute.

I removed my hands from my mouth and immediately occupied it with eating the rest of my burger. I reasoned that if I was eating then I would have no time to keep blabbing all my thoughts.

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