I really got inspired to write more for this fanfiction, so I did! I hope you enjoy!

I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Now to the story...


"You guys, I don't know if I can do this anymore." I confessed to my small circle of friends crowded around a picnic bench in the park.

There was Yugi, Ryou and Malik. I had known all of them since I was around three years old. Yugi is smaller than most, standing at a teenager's height in his twenties. He has the biggest heart made out of gold. His hair is pitch black with crimson tips and blonde bangs. The weirdest part was that it defied gravity, it stuck up and out in all directions. His amethyst eyes had the ability to will almost anyone to do anything he wanted. They are larger than a puppy's and always managed to look a little bit teary. As if having gravity defying hair wasn't enough. His boyfriend Yami, is a complete carbon copy except he stood at 5'6" and had blonde streaks throughout his black hair with crimson eyes to top it all off. Yugi spent most of his time trying to keep Yami from reeking havoc on anything that walked.

Ryou is a whole other story; he has the palest skin and whiter than white hair, all natural. Adding to his odd but beautiful features; he isn't the most muscular guy out there. Sometimes-most of the time he looked like he was going to collapse. But his sweet coffee brown eyes drew you in and mesmerized most, much to his boyfriend's dislike. Once he captured you with his eyes, his english accent broke you and left a stinging impression in your head. His ears were constantly abused from the squealing from boys and girls alike. His boyfriend Bakura is creepily exactly like him except for how eyes are gateways to the evil that resides in him, and that he was a couple inches taller than Ryou.

Malik is a bronze beauty. He has gorgeous caramel skin and light blonde hair; all natural with amethyst eyes, a duplicate to Yugi's. But his were more angled unlike those things Yugi calls eyes. Just underneath his eyes, he has identical black birthmarks. He is tallest out of the four of us; and the only one who is the same height as his boyfriend. He is the type of person to take nothing from no one; and continually shows it whenever someone would even look at Yugi or Ryou for too long. His boyfriend, Marik has his hair spiked out in all directions like Yugi and Yami but not as crazily, but other than that he was exactly like Malik excluding personality of course. The devil would be considered a saint compared to Yami, Bakura, and Marik.

"Joey, if I knew that Marik was cheating on me I would've kicked his ass so hard, that he flew back to Egypt." Malik blatantly said. I pulled my arms around myself tighter, and frowned, still not used to hearing the word out loud. I paused for a second, but I shook my head and said,

"Sometimes I want to do that but then I realize I still love him, and that my heart would break if we really broke up. I know what he did is wrong but I can't help it I..."

"It's okay Joey we get it, but you're going to have to do something. Maybe you could sit down and talk to him." Joey smiled at Yugi, appreciating that he didn't say his name, but it didn't last. A frown replaced the brief smile, and my eyes quickly darkened at the memories.

"Last time, I tried talking to him and he just threw money at me." Ryou looked like he was about to cry.

"Jooeeeyyy!" Before I knew it, I was in the arms of one white haired boy. His chest shook from his deep breathing to keep calm.

"Just say the word and I will send Bakura to mess him up." My eyes widened, fearfully. Ryou rarely got upset or mad, but when he did it was best to hide for a couple of hours. Or days.

I sent him a shaky smile and nudged him until he let go of me. "That's sweet of you but I don't want to hurt him matter what he did." Malik's eyes softened. They all looked to each other and exchanged looks, Malik was the first one to speak up.

"Joey how about we go and get some steaks?" He gave me a warm smile.

"Thanks guys, I would really like that."


A full belly later, with a smile on my face I made my way back home. The guys were reluctant to let me go back but I assured them I would be okay, although I didn't fully believe that myself.

Driving past the estate's gates, his limo was parked in it's spot in the driveway. When Tanaka had stopped I smiled and thanked him before letting out a quiet sigh. No matter how many times I took in a deep breath, it felt like there was something stuck in my chest. I got out of the car, slamming it shut. But I stopped midway when I saw him leaning on the doorway with no expression. The door made a quiet clicking sound, telling me it wasn't completely closed. Ignoring for him for a moment I opened and closed the door properly. Looking back at the house, I unknowingly let out a breath of relief when I saw him retreating inside the doorway. I said another thank you to Tanaka and ran inside the open doorway.

"Welcome back." I jumped about five feet in the air then landed on the floor face down. I let out a groan, rubbing my knees when I sat up. Almost forgetting that he was standing there, he brought my attention back when he cleared his throat.

"I am going out tonight." I froze in my place on the floor, he turned around to walk up the stairs when I reached out to grab his hand.

"W-ait S-seto." I barely grazed his hand when he turned around and glared at me. He had the same look in eyes when Mokuba was last here. My lips quivered and I resisted with all of me not to curl up into a ball.

"H-have fun tonight." The last word ended in a whisper. His eyes remained hard and with a quick jerk of his head he returned on his path up the stairs. This time when I felt the impulse, I didn't resist. Curling up in a ball and crying until my soft whimpers turned into evened out breathing.