"You're lost."
Yami sighed. "I'm not lost," he insisted.
Yugi looked around them and repeated, "You're lost."
Yami looked around as well, feeling slightly ashamed. The kid was right, of course. He was lost - but that didn't mean they didn't know where they were going… the argument sounded weak even to him. "Okay, I'm lost," he admitted, "but only because the map app is always off by three meters. It's not my fault."
Yugi stared at Yami. "It's nearly 1," he pointed out. He seemed to hesitate before adding, "Maybe I should lead."
Yami felt like an idiot. He blamed Anzu. She'd moved for the fifth time in a row, claiming she needed inspiration for her dancing. In reality, she got kicked out for playing the music too loudly, too often. Yami shook his head. "I recognize that park," he said, pointing. "Come on, I think we can make it."
Thankfully, they did make it. Yami knocked on the door. They waited for a short while until Anzu flung open the door. Bright-eyed with short brown hair that bobbed when she moved, Anzu now stood in the doorway. Yami noted with satisfaction that behind her, the party wasn't completely set up yet. The food was still cooking, and the cake was half-frosted.
It didn't look like Jounouchi was here yet, either. Smiling in relief, Yami greeted Anzu, "Hey!" She smiled back. "Hi, Yami! Jounouchi isn't here yet, so would you mind helping me with the…" Her voice trailed off. Yami followed her gaze to Yugi, who was hiding behind the teenager. "Uh… Who is this?" Anzu asked suspiciously. Yami stared at her, disbelieving.
"No, this is not my son," he said, choosing to answer the unasked question first. She laughed, but Yami didn't miss how her shoulders relaxed. "This is Yugi," Yami continued. He pulled Yugi out slightly so Anzu could get a better look. The girl studied the kid, then laughed. "Are you sure he's not your son?" she teased, letting them in. "He looks a lot like you!"
Yami rolled his eyes. "Sure I'm sure," he said tiredly. "Don't give him a hard time, would you?" She laughed again, shoving a half-mixed bowl of icing into his hands. "I won't," she promised. "Now help me before Jounouchi gets here, okay?" Obligingly, Yami began mixing the icing while Anzu assigned Yugi to making sure the chicken didn't burn in the oven.
She then hurriedly starting icing the cake. Yami finished before she was done, setting the bowl beside her before joining Yugi. "She's full of energy," Yugi commented quietly.
Yami chuckled. "She is," he agreed. They sat in silence for a while until Yami said, "I think it might be done…"
Yugi went to turn off the oven while Yami pulled it out, placing it on the stove to cool.
Just then the door opened. "Knock!" Anzu cried, turning indignantly to Jounouchi.
He laughed.
"He's blonde," Yugi said in surprise.
"And taller than me," Yami added softly.
Jounouchi didn't notice their discussion, laughing at Anzu. "I know I'm late," he said affectionately, "because I always am… so why ain't you done yet?" Anzu pouted. It was then Jounouchi turned to Yami.
"Yami!" he exclaimed, but got no further. He stared at Yugi.
Before he could ask, Yami intervened, "No, he's not my son."
"He sure looks like you, though," Jounouchi said doubtfully. Yami let out a long-suffering sigh. "You know me better than that," he said.
Jounouchi suddenly laughed. "I bet he was on the street and you just took him in," Jounouchi said mirthfully. "Ah, whatever. So what's your name?"
Yugi glanced at Yami before replying softly, "I'm Yugi."
Jounouchi ruffled the kid's hair before spotting the cake. "Cake!" Forgetting about everything else, he headed straight for it, only to be waylaid by Anzu.
As they started to argue, Yami nudged Yugi. "So what do you think?"
Yugi stared at the pair for a long moment before finally saying, "He's full of energy."
Snickering, Yami dragged Yugi behind him as he went to break up the fight. "Hey guys," he said, holding up his hands, "what would you say to eating instead of arguing? The chicken should be ready."
Anzu and Jounouchi glanced at him before grumbling, heading towards the table.
Beside him, Yugi was silent. "Not too bad, right?" Yami checked with the kid.
Yugi shook his head. "Your friends are fun," he said happily.
Nodding in satisfaction, Yami picked up the chicken before heading to the table with Yugi, where Jounouchi and Anzu had started arguing again. Were they… betting on whether or not Yugi was his kid?
"Guys!" Yami protested, dropping the chicken unceremoniously on the table. His friends just laughed at him.