Author's note: Casually updating all my stories in one week again. Or at least, trying to. Because I'm a crappy updater.

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The short walk to school had become a weekly thing and Yami was slowly getting to know Yugi better through their small-talk. He learned about his birthday, his hobbies, his favorite TV shows and movies, favorite dishes, and he also picked up these small things about his personality. If Yugi wasn't flirting, he was very easy to talk to, open-minded, funny and even a bit shy at times, which was quite endearing.

It was getting too cold to walk around without gloves and Yami was actually pretty grateful for that, seeing that their hands brushed together all the time while they were walking next to each other. He was still acting professional at times and had drawn a clear line. Yugi, however, loved to push his buttons and see how far he could go until Yami would stop him. Unfortunately, it was getting harder and harder to keep Yugi at bay because his feelings (and hormones) were secretly enjoying the flirtatious touches and comments. And that was bad. Very bad.

Yugi would accidentally trip so Yami would have to catch him, or Yami would have to help him in class again, or Yugi would simply wink and smile at him and it would cause Yami's stomach to do a couple of flips. He hadn't had these feelings for someone in a long time and maybe that was why he was experiencing "butterflies" for the very first time in his life. It was crazy and so very wrong, but also exciting as hell. But still wrong.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp poke in his ribs and he yelped loudly, nearly jumping out his skin. Yugi burst out laughing at the silly reaction and clutched his stomach with his bare hand.

"Your f-face," he choked in between laughter, making Yami's eyebrow twitch in annoyance. "Priceless!"

"I was lost in thoughts," Yami defended, his entire body glowing with embarrassment.

"Then do tell what you were thinking about 'cause you looked pretty happy," Yugi taunted and he inched closer, causing alarming bells to ring in Yami's head once again. "Was it something bad?"

Yes. "Was thinking about a greasy pizza, which is bad for you, so yes."

Of course Yugi didn't buy it for he merely raised an eyebrow and defiantly looked up at him through his black eyelashes. "Why don't I believe you? You're getting better at lying though, so kudos to you."

There was absolutely no way Yami could say that he was enjoying Yugi's presence and the thought of them getting together. All hope would be lost and even though he hated to admit it, he was doing a very poor job at keeping their relationship purely teacher/student. They were already sort of friends at this point, which meant he had already crossed the line.

Even Mai had commented on their interaction. "You two seem to be getting along just fine. Yugi has always been really quiet but ever since you're here, he's become open and laughs a lot more. I'll be sure to email your teacher about this because this is a great thing for a first year!"

It was anything but. Now that Yami was starting to see through the lascivious remarks, he could tell that Yugi was indeed an introvert and that the only reason he was opening up was because he was crushing on him.

Several people in his class had the same problem and their teacher merely said it was a phase and that they should blame it on the adolescents' hormones. But that still didn't help the fact that Yami was also attracted to him.

Yugi tried to poke him again, but this time, Yami caught his wrist in an iron grip and glared down at him. Yugi's eyes sparkled with excitement and playfulness and Yami hated how innocent it looked. Technically Yugi was still a child after all and the thought made his stomach drop. Even though they were only one year apart, Yami was still falling for a child.

"Hold on…" Yugi mumbled and Yami's breath hitched at the sudden change of atmosphere. The younger one pushed himself up until he was standing on the tip of his toes and Yami was frozen on the spot. He could only focus on Yugi's slightly cracked lips, which were getting closer and closer to his own. His hand was still holding Yugi's wrist tightly and he squeezed it out of instinct.

Their faces were now so close that he could almost taste the chocolate cupcake Yugi had eaten a couple of minutes ago. His breath ghosted over his lips and he could feel his heart beating so fast that his entire body was shaking. His mind screamed at him to back away, but his body was dying to close the gap. Yugi's hand reached for his shoulder and gave it a playful squeeze, his fingers crawling up until they sneaked under his scarf to lightly tickle the back of his neck.

Now there was only one centimeter keeping them apart. Their eyes met and there it was again. Those violet orbs were filled with lust, making his knees weak and his head spin. So close, he was so close to losing it. Lust, with a hint of mischief twinkled in Yugi's eyes and then those eyes looked down at his own lips. His playful fingers had now wrapped themselves around his neck, sending shivers down his back.

Oh, how he wanted to lean in and kiss him. They were alone, it was still dark, no one would know and… No. He growled softly, but still found himself to be immobile. Yugi had somehow hypnotized him with his eyes and he loved and hated it at the same time. No one had ever made him so full of anticipation. Yugi had managed to do so within a few seconds without even breaking a sweat, much to his displeasure. Said person's hand lightly traveled down his spine, the warmth of his fingertips making his toes curl up. His nails gently scraped against his clammy skin and Yami let out a soft, strangled noise in response.

"Should I stop?" Yugi whispered teasingly against his quivering lips and Yami wanted to die on the spot.

"Fuck," he whispered back and he clenched his jaw. Closing his eyes for a good few seconds, he forced his body to obey him and he pulled back. The places where Yugi had touched him still tingled and he quickly brought his hand to his neck to scratch at the tingly spots.

"Tch, you're too stubborn," Yugi said and he gave him a small shove.

"You cannot do that," Yami hissed.

"Seems like you were enjoying every second if it, though."

"No."

"Really? 'Cause for a minute there I thought you wanted to kiss me, seeing you weren't trying to stop me and making those rather… hot noises."

Yami resisted to punch the wall and gritted his teeth. He had lost complete control and it pissed him off. Yugi was getting way too good at this. "Look, we can't do this. You're underage, you're hormonal, I'm trying to become a teacher and I… can't do that with you breathing down my neck."

He turned to look at Yugi who had folded his arms over his chest and was looking at him with a skeptical look. "It's not my fault you have no self-control."

"You were practically seducing me back there."

"Then I guess you're just as hormonal as I am," Yugi grinned and Yami could not believe he had fallen for that trap. "How inconvenient."

Sadly, he was right. Absolutely right. Yami wanted nothing more than to pull Yugi closer and kiss him until their lips were bruised and numb. But he had to put an end to it so he could go back to focusing on his studies and teaching.

"It's not gonna work out between us. Let's draw a line here and keep our relationship formal, okay?"

He anxiously waited for a reply and he gripped the inside of his jacket, pressing his moist lips together. Yugi's grin had faltered and slowly faded into a small frown. He raised his eyebrows, urging Yugi to answer him.

"Fine."

It had been almost fifteen minutes and Yami still hadn't gotten over that almost-kiss experience with Yugi. The images kept flashing in front of his eyes, his stomach did all these weird flops, and at some point, he couldn't help but sigh at the satisfying feeling. He kept scolding himself for it and was glad when Mai plopped down next to him with a bright smile.

"You ready for your first mini lesson?"

Yami reached for his notes and lesson plan and shoved it towards her. "I guess."

"It's okay," Mai chuckled, pulling everything towards her so she could read it. "I remember being nervous, too. All you gotta keep in mind is that you need to give them clear instructions and that you shouldn't be too soft. Show them you're in charge and that they need to follow your rules."

"Right."

After reading his plan and additional notes, she patted his shoulder. "You'll be fine. Remember, I'll be there the whole time to keep an eye on them and if things get out of hand, I'll step in."

If he was going to be honest with himself, Yami was quite nervous, especially since Mai had given him Yugi's class. Though, according to her, that was her easiest group since they were the most mature and quiet. Unfortunately she was right, but Yami couldn't help but imagine Yugi sitting in the first row and having to look at him the whole time. It was going to be distracting the hell out of him.

All he had to do was explain how to write an introduction of a review, write some things on the board, walk around and help students if needed and then he was done. He could always keep his eyes on the board, or pretend Yugi wasn't there. No, he couldn't, because Mai wasn't going to do anything unless there was some kind of emergency. She was going to sit in the back to take notes and not do anything else.

Yeah, he was screwed.

The bell rang with a loud shriek and Yami shakily pushed himself out of the chair, following Mai to the classroom. She was holding a pile of books, along with a notebook with a pen attached to it, unmistakably meant for him. Some students were already waiting at the door, babbling and stepping aside to make room for them.

"Hey, Yami!" Jounouchi greeted happily. "What're we gonna do today?"

"You'll see," Yami said with a forced smile.

He jogged over to his spot in the back and dumped everything on the desk. Students walked in, greeting both him and Mai with a polite smile before they sat down. It had been a few weeks and Yami noticed they were slowly warming up to him, which gave him hope. But said hope disappeared when Yugi walked in and he ducked, pretending to be busy with his notes.

Class started and Mai did a few listening exercises in which the students had to listen to random conversations and answer questions about them. While Yami tried to block out the sound, he went through his plan for the last time: walk up to the front, write a couple of things on the board, explain the function of an introduction and how to write it, let them brainstorm and work, and then he was done. It would take about twenty minutes, but now that he thought about it, twenty minutes seemed like a long time.

Time went faster and faster and Yami could feel his heartbeat in his throat when Mai introduced the next subject. "As you know, we're going to watch a movie in about four weeks and I want you to write your own review about it."

That was his cue. Yami got up and walked towards the front of the class, not surprised by the curious murmurs. He clutched his notes and stood next to Mai with an awkward smile.

"Are you gonna teach?" someone called out, obviously excited. The entire class exploded with excited roars and Yami chuckled at the unexpected turn of events. "That's so cool!"

Mai shook her head in amusement. "All right, settle down. Yes, he's gonna teach you how to write an introduction. If you have any questions, ask him, not me, because as of now, I'm no longer the teacher."

After giving him a small pat on his shoulder, she brushed past him and went over to his desk. Everyone looked up at Yami, their curious eyes watching him as he slowly walked over to the board. He grabbed one of the crayons and reached up to pull the board down.

Small bursts of giggles made his body tense up and he turned around, confused. Anzu, a long with a few other girls were trying to stifle their giggles and he frowned, looking around, trying to find the source of their amusement. A few other people started muttering things under their breaths and Yami could feel his clammy hands shaking.

Desperate times call for desperate measures, he thought as he turned to Yugi, silently asking him what was going on. Yugi mouthed something at him, but he didn't understand. Then, Yugi shook his head and motioned for him to continue.

Sighing, Yami reached up so he could start writing on the board and ignored the giggles this time. After he was done writing, he started explaining everything and was surprised at the instant silence. The minutes passed as he walked around a bit, pointing things out in the book and writing some examples down on the board. With one last flick of his hand, he pointed at the clock.

"You have about five minutes to brainstorm about your subject and after that, I want you to start on your first draft of your introduction."

Yami released a breath when everyone started whispering about their favorite movies, books, TV shows, restaurants and everything else Yami had mentioned.

The first ten minutes were over, ten minutes to go. He clasped his hands behind his back and walked around for a bit, listening to the different opinions the students had and liking how serious they were taking this assignment. There was a small sparkle in his stomach as he saw that some students had even started writing things down already and looking at their books for references.

Jounouchi was talking to a very horrified Yugi so Yami quickly walked over to them. "Everything okay?"

"I'm trying to convince Yugi here that—"

"Please don't repeat those words," Yugi cut in, grimacing and covering his ears. "I don't wanna hear it."

Snorting, Yami sat down on one of the desks and placed his feet on the empty chair, facing them. "What's going on?"

Before Jounouchi could speak, Yugi beat him to it. "Jounouchi-kun loves horror movies and says I should write a review about one of his favorites in which people get torn apart and either die of blood loss or shock."

"Wow. Sounds awesome," Yami replied dully and both of them laughed softly. "You could write a review about that movie if you want, Yugi. Reviews aren't always positive; on the contrary, sometimes they're full of criticism and insults."

"No, don't you dare!" Jounouchi yelled when Yugi's eyes started glittering excitedly. "It's one of the best movies ever!"

"Everyone's entitled to their own opinion." Yami hopped off the table and placed his hands on Jounouchi's shoulders. "And please, lower your voice because I think they heard you all the way across the hall."

"… Yes, sir," Jounouchi mumbled and Yami chuckled, gently squeezing his shoulders before he made his way back to the front.

The next five minutes went by so very quickly that Yami could barely believe it. Mai got up and told him she had to go to the bathroom.

"There's only a few minutes left," Yami whispered a little too panicky to his liking. The first time Mai had left him alone was way too awkward and uncomfortable, but she shook her head with an apologizing smile.

"It really can't wait," she emphasized and Yami's eyes widened in response. "Homework's on the board. Just tell them they need to finish that and their introduction."

"Okay," he almost squeaked and watched her leave. He turned back to the students and took a deep breath. "All right, don't forget to write your homework down and finish your introductions."

The bell rang right after he said that and the students practically flew out of their seats to run over to the door. Yami sighed and let himself fall in Mai's chair, rubbing his forehead. Several students said their goodbyes and he waved at them, putting on a semi-forced smile. The door closed and Yami looked up, expecting to be alone, but he wasn't.

"Not bad for your first time," Yugi complimented with a sincere smile. "And thanks for the tip. I'm definitely on a roll here." He held up his introduction, his smile widening and making Yami snicker. "Jounouchi-kun's already ended our friendship twice, but it's worth it."

"You hurt the poor guy's feelings with your excessive criticism?" Yami inquired and watched as Yugi leaned against Mai's desk with his hip, handing over the piece of paper. Yami couldn't help but laugh at Yugi's writing, loving the way he basically described everything as "stupid" and "pointless". "You definitely have a future in this."

"Again with the sarcasm," Yugi teased and snatched his work out of the other's hands.

Yami leaned back and pressed his lips together. "Can I ask why some of the girls started laughing at me?"

He raised an eyebrow when Yugi looked away with a sly grin. "Um… You really wanna know?"

"Seriously, what did I do?"

Yugi started snickering and hid his mouth behind his hands, bending over while his shoulders shook with laughter. Yami playfully hit him with the tip of his shoe, urging him to tell. "The thing is, when you had to reach up to pull the board down, your shirt rode up."

Yami instinctively reached for his white shirt and tugged helplessly at the edges. "I-it did?"

"Yep, and well, I heard a lot of the girls saying they wanted to see your stomach because they thought you had a six-pack."

"… But I don't," Yami awkwardly admitted, feeling his nose turning red at the odd statement. "Why would they even think that?"

"Do I have to spell it out?" Yugi turned back to him with a small, playful frown. "Admit it, you're hot. Of course they're gonna fantasize about you."

The heat in his stomach was almost becoming unbearable and Yami glanced over at the door, hoping that Mai would come barging in any second. He looked back at Yugi who was grinning down at him, obviously enjoying their conversation. If he didn't act now, he would probably end up doing something he was going to regret, so Yami rose to his feet, and gave Yugi a gentle push towards the door.

"You'd better go. Mai's gonna get back and then we're gonna start reflecting, which is very boring."

"I'm sure it is," Yugi replied sarcastically and laughed when Yami gave him another push.

"Fine, lemme put it this way. It's none of your business," Yami jeered, but halted when Yugi grabbed his arm. They were standing in front of the door and Yami stiffened when he heard the familiar clicking of Mai's heels. She was going to walk in on them like this and he really didn't want that.

"One more thing." Yugi was smirking up at him and Yami glared at him while the clicking was getting louder and louder. "You have a very, very lovely happy trail."

The door opened and Yugi pulled back with an innocent smile. "I'll definitely look into it. Thanks for the advice." He looked up at Mai and waved at her. "See you next week, Miss."

He left, but not before he gave Yami a small wink, making his knees buckle. Mai closed the door behind her and beamed at him.

"Helping students after class? And Yugi, of all people? You're doing absolutely great!"

"Uhu…" Yami muttered and followed her to her desk to analyze.

Fuck internship. Fuck it all.

Author's note: My first time was quite bad. xD I was so nervous that my handwriting was messy and I kept stumbling over my own words and ugh. I altered it slightly, because I didn't want Yami to humiliate himself like I did. Ahem.

The shirt thing actually happened! Not to me, fortunately, but to the other guy whom I was assigned with. Basically all the girls are crushing on him and keep asking me if he has a six-pack or if we're dating. One time, he was standing next to the door and raised his arms and his shirt rode up. I swear, EVERY GIRL STARTED GIGGLING. He didn't get it and when I told him afterwards, he was so proud of himself.

"Well, I do work out~."
"They're fourteen."
"… Right."

Ah, hormones. Gotta love 'em.
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