Kichiko: First of all, I deeply apologise for the wait. Due to illness and lack of inspiration the progress has been slow. And seeing as I am only a character, I can't write anything, because it isn't my idea.
Chrino: (furious) Well, it surely didn't stop you from posting my stories!
Kichiko: Oh, so you finally noticed? (sweatdrops) Oh, I wasn't supposed to say that.
Chrino: Why are you posting my stories? I didn't even want them up here!
Kichiko: Why not? They are good stories, and people liked them.
Chrino: And yet, it was not your decision to make! And it doesn't stop there! You have written reviews in my name, writing on my profile – do I need to go on?!
Kichiko: (HUGE sweatdrop forming) Okay, seems I am in a little predicament right now, so just ignore this and enjoy the chapter! Meanwhile I will try to stay alive. But don't be surprised if there is blood later on… after all, according to the disclaimer part, Chrino owns nothing except me, and right now, that is a bad thing.
So, um, see you around – I hope. (hears growling, and runs away, a fuming author following)
NEVER GONNA BE ALONE
Yami slowly woke up from his state of sleep, feeling drowsy. Good thing it was a Sunday, then he didn't have to get up. He noticed it was light, but he knew, without having to look at his watch, that it was around 6.45, the usual time for him to get up. Groaning and silently cursing his internal alarm turned to lie on his side facing the wall, shifting to find a comfortable position to he could sleep some more. He scooted forward some, sighing into his pillow in contentment. Then, a small frown came. When moving his arm, his hand had brushed against something soft. Thinking it was some clothing he had forgotten to put away the night before, he tried to push it away, frowning more when it came in contact with something more solid. The bed shifted in front of him, closer to him in fact, and soon he felt a warm, soft wind grazing his face. Utterly confused, because he couldn't remember bringing anyone home, and certainly not to bed, he sleepily opened his eyes to see whom the stranger was.
And met a sleeping mirror image.
Yelping in surprise, Yami scooted backwards, only to realise there was nothing to go back on, and landed awkwardly on his back, limbs flying everywhere. Groaning in pain, cursing whoever had paid such a dirty trick on him and his own stupidity, he barely heard the muffled sound of someone yawning. Yami saw the bed moving, and a head popping out over the edge, rubbing an eye, face full of sleep. A gasp came from the head, a figure leaning over to watch Yami sprawl on the floor, worry etched on its beautiful face.
"Yami-san?" his little look-alike asked carefully, "Are you okay?"
Yami snorted in sarcasm. "Yeah, just giving myself a rough wake-up-call."
"Oh? Really?" Apparently he was unsure whether to believe Yami or not. Said person sat up and looked up at Yugi. A beautiful person sat there, on his bed, worrying over him, and all he could do was grumble?
"It had slipped my mind that I had company, so when I woke up and found you there, I fell off." How embarrassing.
"Oh. I'm sorry…"
"Stop apologising already, it wasn't your fault!" Yami snapped, immediately regretting his words. Yugi, startled by Yami's outburst, looked at him in shock, before averting his eyes to the side, his fingers fiddling with the sheets. Yami did see the sadness in the young one's eyes, and wanted to kick himself for hurting Yugi. He couldn't look at Yugi, afraid that he would say something even more stupid, and make the other leave.
"I'm going to the bathroom," he mumbled, and without taking another look at his companion, Yami got up and strode off to the bathroom, immediately turning on the shower and brushed his teeth while waiting for the temperature to adjust.
He truly regretted his tone and choice of words. He hadn't meant to sound so harsh, but he just wasn't a morning person. And falling off the bed early in the morning didn't really help on his mood.
A quick glance at the clock on the wall told him it was 7.28. It was not too early, but honestly, it was Sunday! Grumbling again, he got into the shower. The bad thing about waking up early was that he couldn't go back to sleep, unless he was very tired. It had been that way since he was a young boy. It was very annoying, but at least it had never got him in any kind of trouble, until today.
Washing himself down quickly, a sad face floated around in his mind. It only made him feel like a dick. And he was. There had been no reason to bark at Yugi that way. It had been Yami to fall off the bed, because he was startled to find a person in his bed.
'Man, if there ever was a time that I should just cut out my tongue, it would be now,' Yami thought. He knew he had quite the tongue when he was mad, but Yugi had been completely innocent in this! If only he had been able to stop himself, then this wouldn't have happened. He couldn't blame Yugi for anything, thought he had apologised like it was his fault.
Yami tried hard not to look at his own reflection while he dried himself off. Whenever there was something he had done wrong, he felt as if it didn't show in his face. It was as if he couldn't show any emotion: no regret, no remorse, nothing. It was like he closed down. Yami could only hope that Yugi wouldn't take it the wrong way.
Stepping out of the bathroom, he saw that Yugi was out of bed as well. He was dressed in dark jeans and a black sleeveless shirt, clearly waiting for the bathroom. His eyes were on the floor, and his expression was unreadable, so Yami didn't know where he had him.
"You didn't have to get up, you know," Yami said, not quite looking at him, still feeling bad.
"It's okay, I was more or less awake myself." Yugi walked past Yami, still not making eye contact. "Excuse me."
Sighing, Yami walked to the bedroom to get dressed. A quick look into the wardrobe made him sigh again. He hardly had anything casual to wear, as he felt comfortable in shirts.
The guilt gnawed in his chest. Yugi hadn't even looked at him before entering the bathroom. Guess he really did hurt his feelings. Yami didn't usually bark at others, just gave short answers when spoken to. Then again, his colleagues knew he wasn't a morning person, so they didn't speak to him unless Yami spoke to them first. That way, he wouldn't feel bad for saying things that he would only regret.
Concluding that he couldn't feel worse than he already did, he threw on some clothing and walked to the kitchen, determined to apologise properly for his brash behaviour, and make breakfast for them. It was the least he could do.
But instead of finding Yugi waiting for him (Yami hadn't even heard him come out of the bathroom) he had already started making breakfast, the small apartment smelling deliciously of coffee and scrambled eggs – had he really been in the bedroom that long? On the table stood a cup of coffee, newly brewed and ready to enjoy. The guilt was biting like a leech in Yami's chest, sucking out any good thoughts he might have had and not about to let go for a long time.
"Good morning," Yugi greeted with a smile, like he didn't remembered what had happened in the bedroom. "I made you some coffee. You told me yesterday that you were a coffee person, so I thought it only natural for you to start your days with a cup of coffee. It is black though; I didn't know if you used cream or sugar at all. Breakfast is ready in a few minutes."
Yami smiled sadly, feeling his leech biting even harder. He hadn't thought he could feel guiltier then he already did, but watching Yugi working and smiling like nothing happened, really gnawed at Yami's conscience.
He padded over to Yugi, motioned for him to turn around, and held his hands firmly on Yugi's shoulders. Locking eyes with the others beautiful amethyst, he saw Yugi's guilt, despite his smile. Yami took a deep breath before carefully choosing his words.
"Yugi-kun, I am so sorry for my brash behaviour earlier. I am not a morning person, and more than once has others had to experience my bad temper. It is not something I am proud of. As for me falling out of bed: that was my own fault. I had honestly forgotten that you were here, and, needless to say, I was quite surprised. So please, don't feel guilty, you have no reason to be. You didn't do anything wrong."
A relieved sigh escaped the younger one, a true smile coming forth. "What a relief. I thought I had angered you, and wanted to make it up to you by making breakfast."
"That was exactly my thought," Yami snickered. "Guess you beat me to it."
Yugi giggled sweetly, and Yami's heart fluttered. He had a feeling it would happen a lot during the week.
"Well, at least you aren't hurt," Yugi then said. "It could've been worse, and then I really would've felt bad."
Yami pondered it for a moment. "Yes, indeed it could have been worse. I could've woken up with a complete stranger in my bed."
Yugi frowned at his statement. "But I am a stranger –" he started, but Yami cut him off like he hadn't heard him, and continued with the most serious mine: "Or, it could've been a killer, a jealous ex who wanted to finish me off so she wouldn't live in misery." He chuckled as Yugi slapped his arm.
"That is not funny!"
"Oh, but I think it is. It is one of those things one can joke about, because the chance of it ever happening is slim."
Yugi thought it over, before smiling cutely. "Yeah, you're right," he said, stepping a little closer to Yami and slithered his arms around his waist in a hug. "Because no one in their right mind would kill anyone this handsome."
Yami flushed slightly, of both the contact and the comment. He felt the heat of the other, felt Yugi's soft breath on his neck where he rested his head. He also felt how right it was, how Yugi just seemed to fit against his frame perfectly. Or maybe it was only wishful thinking, only his own imagination? But, how could that explain this happy feeling, and his racing heart?
Putting his own arms around Yugi, Yami drew him closer to himself. Though his heart raced even faster, he swore that he felt Yugi's heartbeats, too. The feeling was exhilarating, to say the least. Never had a simple hug felt so good. Never had he ever wanted a hug like this. Never had he felt that he never wanted to let go, else he lost this wonderful feeling. 'Oh, Yugi-kun, what you are doing to me'.
A certain smell brought Yami out of his blissful moment, and he glanced at the stove. He nudged the younger man, not wanting to let go, but had to. Yugi only gave an inquiring noise, clearly not ready to let go either.
"However nice I find this, I think that one of us should resume cooking. According to this smell it smells like something it about to start to burn."
"Hmm?" was the only answer Yami got, so he nudged Yugi again. "I said, it smells burnt."
"What?" was Yugi's answer, before he understood what Yami was saying. Practically bolting out of Yami's arms and to the stove, Yugi worked with such a speed that Yami was left simply impressed. The frying pan was off the stove, its content soon on the plates standing ready to be filled on the counter, the pan now in the sink, hissing angrily as the water hits it to cool it down.
"Well," Yugi then said, as he picked up the plates to place them on the table, "I guess breakfast is ready."
Yami felt his mouth fill with water when he saw the contents on the plate. It looked so delicious. He said so to Yugi as they sat down, the younger flushing a little, looking pleased as he thanked Yami.
They ate in silence, interrupted occasionally by Yami by praising Yugi's cooking skills, enjoying the meal and too hungry to bother to talk.
Finished, Yami leaned back into his chair and groaned heavily. He cradled the coffee-cup in his hands, taking small sips at a time, too full to down it like he usually did.
"Thank you for breakfast, Yugi-kun. It was delicious."
"Thank you," Yugi said bashfully, he too leaned back into his chair, hands on his stomach. "Damn, I think I ate too much!" he said, with a groan of his own.
Yami chucked heavily. "I certainly did. I don't think I have ever had such a good breakfast in my life. Usually I only have a cup of coffee before leaving, and eat when I come to the office."
"It really isn't good for you to go without breakfast, Yami-san."
"But, I do eat. I just don't eat before I arrive at work. There usually are some sandwiches for us to have, and I do arrive about 20 minutes before I start. So, I don't see the problem."
"All right," Yugi sighed, "I'm not going to nag about it." He then looked at Yami curiously. "Just what do you work with?"
"Finances. Boring," was all Yami said, and took a sip of his coffee.
"Oh. Well, it can't be that bad if you are still working there."
"Heh, that is one way to put it," Yami mumbled, thinking that Yugi hadn't heard him.
"What do you mean?"
Yami blinked.
"Hmm, how do I say this?" He placed his cup down on the table, thinking of how to say it. "It is not that it isn't 'bad', but I don't truly enjoy my work. I feel as if I could do better with something else. The biggest reason I have the job is because I need the money for the rent. Actually I don't like my apartment either, but don't have the motivation to move, or find another job. I don't really know what I want to do with life. So I am stuck in a point in life where I can't do anything to change it."
Yugi frowned. "But, Yami-san, haven't you already made a change in life?"
Yami looked at Yugi quizzically, who blushed a little. "Well, um, not to sound rude or anything, but, you did make a change. You decided to break out of your regular routine, and bring someone in your life. Though you didn't have to. In a way, I am imposing on you, aren't I?"
Yami couldn't help but sigh. "Yugi-kun, if I had not liked the idea, I would never had let you into my home. And if you are still thinking about what happened earlier this morning, forget it. I was the idiot who fell off. After all, I must be an idiot when I know that there is only so much of the bed, no matter how big I think it is."
Yugi laughed, and Yami smiled. "See, it is funny. Now forget the whole thing. It honestly isn't much to worry about."
Yami smiled what he thought was a dazzling smile, and received a smile in return, but Yugi did blush again. He just loved that blush. It made Yugi look so adorable.
"With all that said," Yami then said and stood up, and stretched his limbs. "Do you have anything in mind? On what we are going to do today," he added, when Yugi hadn't understood what he said.
"Oh, I thought that we could go to this park. It is very pretty, at least, that is what I've heard. We can make sandwiches and brings snacks and drinks, and have a picnic."
"A picnic?" Yami said, a little surprised.
"Yes." Yugi's smile faded. "Or don't you like the idea? We can do something else. We have to travel by bus and all to actually get there, and –" Yami held up a hand, stopping Yugi's upcoming rant before it truly started.
"I never said no, did I?" Yami smiled. "Hmm, this explains why you bought bread yesterday. I don't usually buy bread either."
"Just like most of the Japanese population." They both chuckled at that.
"Yes, I know. That doesn't mean that I can't enjoy a good sandwich, or a toast even. But home made bread is the best!"
"Yeah, it is. I thought of baking today, but I can do that another day. So, about that picnic…"
"I am in. It surely beats sitting here in this dull place."
"It's not that dull," Yugi said, smiling, "you're here."
Yami felt his cheeks warm up, and didn't have an immediate response, so he only mumbled a 'thank you', and quickly suggested that they started to make everything they needed for the picnic. Yugi agreed, and the next half-hour was spent making sandwiches, and teasing each other.
-----xx-----
The bus-ride took about half-an-hour, but neither of the two really noticed as they watched the city thin out and gradually become more open. They chatted about various things: about anything that came to mind, really. They commented on things they saw, on what they might find, and what they could expect from the park. Yugi was rather secretive about the park. Yami tried to pry some details out of him, but all Yugi told was that the park was supposed to be very beautiful, and that they had something very special to look forward to, thought he truthfully had no idea what it looked like.
They arrived at their destination. The couple had to walk a small distance
Yami couldn't stop his gasp of awe. The park was absolutely gorgeous! There was a small river, which made its way throughout the entire park, a huge amount of flowers everywhere, in all shapes and sizes and colours, yet no one stood out. It was almost as if they were strategically placed so they would all match each other. Yami didn't know squat about types of flowers, but it was all so breathtaking he didn't really care about that fact.
There were small bridges all around them, that led to new places to explore, each place fantastic in their own special way.
At each 'island' there stood a Sakura tree, with high bushes around them, tall but trimmed, hiding whoever was there, giving people the privacy they wanted.
"So – what do you think?" Yugi asked, finally breaking the silence, after they had walked for some time, taking in everything. Yami didn't know how long he had walked, be had been a bit preoccupied taking in all the beautiful views.
"It's – fantastic. Simply fantastic. How do you know about this park?"
"My sister told me about it, some years ago. She brought someone here on a date, telling me how perfect it was, and I just knew that I wanted to go here too, one day. And now, I finally am!" Yugi beamed, and Yami just chuckled.
"Indeed you are. Now," he leaned closer to Yugi, murmuring, "what is this I hear about secluded areas?" kissing his cheek and neck. Yugi giggled sweetly.
"There are special places where couples can go and hide from the crowd," he said, while taking Yami's hand to drag him along. "According to my sister, you have to look for the highest bushes, then find the entrance. Then, to make sure no one comes in, you place a single flower at the entrance, to ensure your privacy."
Yami hummed, pleased by what he heard. To be able to find such a fantastic place where couples could sit for themselves in peace, sounded heavenly to him. Especially when he had such lovely company.
They didn't rush, but took their time to let their senses be teased by all the scents and colours, and enjoy the closeness of the other.
They crossed some bridges, walking by some of the 'boots', but no luck. There was a flower in every entrance they found, so they continued their search. Not a single word was uttered, and while they walked, Yami was musing to himself. He couldn't help but notice how comfortable they were with each other already. The couple hardly knew each other, yet acted as if they had been together for years, not having to say anything, because it was not needed. It really amazed Yami that the younger had such an impact on him after only spending one day with Yugi.
Sighing, he couldn't help but remember that this was supposed to be a pretend relationship. Yami thought it would've been more awkward than this. He wondered if Yugi had thought the same thing. Maybe, if Yugi felt the same thing that Yami did, then maybe, just maybe, he would stay.
Yami shook his head, not wanting to dwell on things that might not happen. There was no need to think sad thoughts just yet. After all, Yugi might want to stay when the week was over, and that was a week from now. He was going to enjoy the time he had with Yugi, whether or not it would be temporary or permanent.
He felt Yugi tug at his hand, and brought his attention back to where he was. Yami noticed that he and Yugi had walked down a path that led from the main road. What met them at the end of the path took their breath away. The golden view was indescribable. No words were needed. Both gaped wide enough to tell how fantastic they found it.
"Wow," Yugi gasped. Yami could only nod in agreement. "I had no idea that such flowers existed."
"Me neither."
Letting go of the others hand, Yami walked around, taking in everything. The flowers were so beautiful. 'Though not more beautiful than Yugi,' Yami thought, and smiled. He bent down to smell some of the flowers in the far corner, when he noticed something. Hidden behind the flowers were a small entrance, big enough for someone to crawl into. Stepping carefully so not to ruin the flowers, Yami got closer to the entrance and got down on a knee. 'This is a strange place to make a passage,' he thought, but couldn't help but wonder what was on the other side. He called out for Yugi, who was busy studying some of the bigger flowers.
"Look," he said, motioning for Yugi to come. "There is a small pathway here, through the bushes. It seems to lead somewhere."
"Oh, I think I know where that leads!" Yugi exclaimed, the eagerness and excitement shining on his face.
"Really? I thought you said that you had never been here before."
"No, I haven't," Yugi said truthfully. "But, like I said, my sister came to this park on a few occasions, and she explored every corner of it. So, if I'm correct –" He never finished his sentence, and instead got down on hands and knees and made his way through the small entrance. Yami only watched as Yugi disappeared into the entrance. He didn't know if this was okay. Yami didn't want to get into trouble for going to places they weren't supposed to be. Glancing in after Yugi, he didn't see much, except darkness and a firm butt only some 3 feet away. A very nice, firm butt. He shook his head.
"Yugi-kun, are you sure that this is okay?" Yami asked, but received no answer. The smaller man probably hadn't heard him, or he hadn't asked loud enough. Yugi was now through and had stood up. A moment went before he bent down and called to Yami; "Yami-san, come on, you have to see this!"
Sighing, he murmured something about getting in trouble as he took off the backpack and got in to the entrance, moving the backpack carefully in front of him so he wouldn't damage the food. The thought of the Disney movie Alice in Wonderland came to mind as he came out of the other side. Here was a very special secluded area. Hundreds of deep red roses was planted everywhere, the hedges tall enough to hide them from view from everybody, the hedges formed like a square. A small river went through the 'room', and a bench was placed under the small Sakura tree that stood lonesome in the square. Yami only gaped and he stood up.
"Well, this is what I call privacy," he said, as he had regained the art of speech.
"Yes. It is simply marvellous. I can't believe that we are here!" Yugi jumped up and down in joy, reminding Yami of an excited child. "This is so great!"
"Yes, and so are you," Yami said, as he took the backpack and found a suitable spot by the river, starting to unpack so they could start their picnic.
Yugi smiled bashfully. "Oh, I am not that great."
"Oh, contraire, I think you are amazing." Yugi blushed faintly at this. He came over and helped Yami make everything ready. Yami took Yugi's hand to get his full attention. He smiled. "Thank you, for taking me to this wonderful place. I know that we will have a wonderful time here."
"Thank you for coming," Yugi said, glancing a bit shyly at the other, thought smiling. The got comfortable on the blanket Yami had laid out, looking around some more before they started their picnic.
For a long time, all they did was eat and talk, sitting in their own little paradise, knowing that that no one would disturb them. Thought Yami had seen a lot of other couples, he didn't hear anyone else. All he could hear was the songs of the birds, the melodious music of the river, and the beautiful voice of Yugi, his Yugi, who he was lucky to have with him, to share this wonderful time with.
The picnic wasn't big – they already had a big breakfast, though it was some hours ago – but it was big enough to make them full again. Not able to eat anymore, Yami lay down on his back and stretched out his body, resting his head on his hands. He mumbled how good the sandwiches were, and that he was going to be fat in no time, making Yugi laugh. They shared the silence that came over them, and the warm rays of the sun.
"This is nice," Yugi murmured after some time. "I really like this place. I am so glad that my sister told me about it."
"Just how much did she tell you?" Yami asked. "You did know about this little hide-out, even though you have never been here."
"Yes, but she told about the park in detail, so I felt like I had already been here. And I saw a few photos, but the pictures where nothing compared to the real thing."
"Yes, nothing can compare," Yami agreed, and they fell silent again. Yami didn't think about a thing, his head was clear and empty, and it felt nice. Never was he able to clear his head and just be in the moment, like now, with Yugi.
Then, just as he was about to dose off in the wonderful stillness of their little hideout, a thought, a small idea manifested in his brain, and wouldn't let go. It was no bad idea, not the least, but he had to think it over before actually carrying out his little idea. He hoped Yugi would like it.
Carefully, Yami sat up, still very full after eating so much, but also feeling a little drowsy still, but was determined to carry out his little idea, which was not so little anymore, as it was all he could think of at the moment, and gazed at the other. Yugi looked back at him, his head a little tilted, his eyes silently asking if something was wrong. 'Right, it is now or never,' Yami thought, and went for it.
Yami leaned in, and brushed his lips gently against Yugi's. The smaller man was undoubtedly surprised, but got over it quickly, and instead smiled what looked like a hopeful smile. Yami didn't think twice of crushing Yugi's hopes, and kissed him gently again. Oh, how good it felt, how his heart was beating. It was such an incredible feeling; Yami simply couldn't describe it. He turned more towards the smaller man, kissing him more firmly, and felt how Yugi leaned into him. Exchanging kisses, touching the other tentatively, caressing cheeks and chests and legs and arms, they fell deeper into the trance, not about to let go for a moment. The only times they stopped was to pause, gazing in each other's eyes, before kissing just as gently as before.
As they got more captivated in each other, they laid down, Yugi on his back with Yami hovering over him, with their lips still kissing as softly as before, hands still caressing and touching, more firmly now. Yami's lips would occasionally move to cheeks and neck, before they sought out the soft lips of the gorgeous man lying under him, to get lost in all the wonderful and lovely sensation of being lost, lost into the man that was Yugi. All they did was kiss, for the longest time, nothing was more important then that.
When the two finally decided to go home, it was already late afternoon. Packing the leftover of the picnic should've been quick enough, if Yami had had the desire to move. He was more then happy to stay in the park, with Yugi in his arms, kissing him all day long. Yugi did manage to free himself from Yami's hold, but that didn't mean that he had the chance to pack. Yami did get up, but only to kiss Yugi wherever he could, on lips, hands, cheeks, it didn't matter as long as he could feel him. Yami felt strangely possessive, and only saw it as a good thing, as long as it didn't make Yugi uncomfortable. And right now, it didn't; though Yugi was scolding the elder for distracting him. Yami heard that Yugi was just messing with him, so he wasn't offended.
Sighing loudly, as if the mere thought of doing any hard work was exhausting, he helped Yugi to pack. Within minutes they were ready, though both took another look to make sure they left the place as they had found it.
"All right, everything is good," Yugi said, and grabbed the backpack. "Now we are ready to go."
"Mm, no, I am afraid we are not," Yami said, thoughtful, gazing at Yugi, who was confused.
"What? We aren't ready yet? Did I forget something?" Yugi turned partially away from Yami, who saw how the other looked over yet again, obviously trying to find something he hadn't seen yet. He smirked. Carefully, he stepped closer, until he stood right behind Yugi. He hadn't noticed that Yami was behind him, only stating that he couldn't understand why they weren't ready yet, and turned to find his boyfriend already leaning in to kiss him, arms soon around him, holding him close. Yami kissed firmly, open mouth kisses that made the smaller man gasping, hands coming up to hold tightly around Yami's shoulders, kissing back with enthusiasm and eagerness. They kept it up for a few moments, before the need for air made sure to separate the lips, now swollen, and still eager to kiss.
Yami chuckled. "Sorry. I lied. Sort of."
"What?" Yugi asked breathless, probably trying to put his mind together like Yami were at the moment.
"I told that we weren't ready to go yet. I wasn't ready to go."
"Why?"
"Why? Because that would mean that we would leave this wonderful place, were there is just you and I. And I wanted to kiss you some more. To make sure I had my fill before leaving. It is a long way home."
The younger frowned. "Are you worried of what other will say, about us being together?"
"Not really," he shook his head, and stroked Yugi's cheek. "I think that I don't want to provoke anyone with anything some people will dislike. Precautions."
"Precautions, huh? Well, I can't argue with that. Though it is sad that people are still so against same sex relationships."
"Yeah. It is a shame. But that is just the way it is. Now, shall we get home then?"
Stealing one last kiss they walked to the passage, Yugi entering first, and again giving Yami a nice view.
"You know, Yugi-kun, this is actually a very enjoyable view," Yami said as he came out on the other side after Yugi. "You have a very nice back end, if I may say so."
"Yami-san," Yugi pleaded, "will you please not say such embarrassing things?"
Straightening up, he saw the others face was red. He tilted his head, looking at Yugi curiously. "Why shouldn't I be able to give compliments to my lovely boyfriend?"
"But it's embarrassing!"
"Why? You do have a nice ass. I haven't seen it without clothing, as you have seen mine, but even I can say that I like your ass."
Yugi was blushing more strongly, and glared at Yami, who in return laughed at the others expression. "Sorry, Yugi-kun, you know I mean no harm."
"I know. Yet it is awfully embarrassing."
Yami chuckled. "All right. I will try not to tease you so much. Now, how about we get home? I feel like cuddling."
"You?" Yugi asked surprised. "I would never have pegged you to be the cuddling type."
"Yes, that might be true, but," Yami's arm sneaked around Yugi's waist, holding him close, "then again, I have a very cute boyfriend that looks very cuddable, and I want to cuddle."
"Cuddable?" Yugi looked strangely at Yami. "Is that a new word or something?"
"Just a little something from my dictionary."
"Not a dictionary I have ever heard of."
"Of course not. It is mine. But enough chit-chat, let's get home so I can drag you to the bed to cuddle." Yami kept on saying such things as they walked, to keep the blush on Yugi's face, simply because he loved the nice shade of red on his boyfriend's face.
-----xx-----
The rest of the day went by quite uneventful, if one didn't include all the make-out sessions the two had. On the bus Yugi had to push Yami away several times, because he couldn't stay away, doing the opposite of what he had stated earlier about precautions. Yugi giggled at the elders' antics, showing that he wasn't offended, by the least. Any dirty stares that was directed at them was ignored, as they didn't want anything to spoil their day.
Finally reaching home, they kissed and touched and caressed everywhere they possibly could without going to far. They were like teenagers in love, not able to keep away from the other. Even when Yugi was making dinner, Yami was right there, stealing kisses and nuzzling the smaller man's neck.
They behaved during dinner, only watching the other and saying cute things. The dishes were dumped into the sink, as Yami had managed to convince Yugi to let it be until the next day, and finally, finally could they sink down on the couch to relax. Yugi had turned on the television, but it was mostly playing to play, as the couple where to busy with the other, kissing and cuddling. Yami would whisper sweet things, which made Yugi giggle and blush, and who kissed Yami some more in gratitude.
They did watch some TV occasionally, when they weren't too preoccupied with each other, and the evening was spent like that, watching TV and kissing.
Yugi was practically asleep when they wandered off to bed, and didn't even notice that Yami was getting into bed in only boxers again. They shared a few goodnight kisses, before falling asleep, rather quickly, too, both with smiles on their faces, happy and content in each other's arms.
Kichiko: I apologise to all the readers I answered when they reviewed, making them believe it was the author. And my greatest apologies to you, Chrino, for misusing your account and name, posting your stories without permission and writing things in your name. Can you ever forgive me? (Chrino remains silent) Hmm, I had a feeling it would come to this. (huge sigh)
Anyhow, thank you to everybody who has read this story, and especially those who reviewed! Very appreciated. We finally got ten reviews! It took some time, but we got them. Thank you! You all know who you are!
About that. One of the reviewers wrote that he/she couldn't understand why people didn't review more, because the story is so great. (Thank you, it's so nice to hear!) But, when we see the interest in the story, with all of those who add the story as favourite and such, then we know that you readers really like it! Though more reviews wouldn't hurt… ^^
Oh, and one more thing. We need a little help here. We have more or less the idea for the story down, but are unsure on the date thing. So, if anyone has an idea for a date, please share it with us! We will share the idea with everyone, and the chapter will de dedicated to you! Send a mail or something, and give us your opinion for a good date! And hopefully this will cheer up Chrino again. I am worried about what she might do. She's not one to get angry like that often, after all…
Anyway, we'll see you later! Please review!
