LL: Thank you for the reviews. I'm sorry I haven't been able to update quickly. I would like to give a special thank you to YamiYugiFan for the song she/he put in the review. I really like it and hope to use it in an upcoming chapter if I can make it fit.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of Yugioh. But I do own the OC's.

WARNINGS: Rated T for a reason. This is Yaoi,if you don't like don't read. Tea bashing.

PAIRINGS: YugixYami, SetoxJoey, AtemuxHeba

Unusual of Meetings Part 2

When Yugi awoke the next morning he was confused for several moments before he remembered where he was. He looked at the bed across from his and managed a sleepy smile at his tousle haired brother who was still snoring softly. Yugi dressed quietly, so as not to wake the sleeping Heba.

The small teenager dressed into black jeans, black boots and a black tank. He accessoried with an assortment of chains, a collar and wrist chains before he tiptoed outside the bedroom. From the kitchen a warm, breakfasty smeel wafted upstairs. Yugi smiled as he quickened his pace to the kitchen. Solomon stood at the stove over a pan of sizzling crispy bacon. In another pan was sunny-side eggs and beside it a pot of fried tomatoes and onion.

Yugi crept behind his grandfather and said in a loud voice, "That smells really good, grandpa."

The old man jumped and turned a playful disapproving look at the youth, "Never scare the person who cooks for you, Yugi." He chuckled and swatted the boy with a wooden spoon.

"Can I help?" Yugi inhaled the bacon with a dreamy smile.

Solomon nodded at the table, "You can set the table. The cloth is in the cupboard by the sink, the top shelf."

Yugi had to stand on tiptoe to reach the light blue and white patterned table cloth. He fluttered the square fabric neatly onto the table and straightened it before setting placemats. Yugi chose three knives, forks and spoons from the bottom shelf and placed them nicely along with tall glasses and plates.

Yugi and Solomon were just moving the pots and pans of food to the table when Heba trudged into the kitchen with squinted eyes.

". . . Breakfast smells good. . ." That was all the explanation that was needed as the three sat down. The boys tucked in heartily and Solomon, laughingly, poured orange juice into their glasses.

Half an hour later they were cleaning their dishes. Solomon washed, Yugi rinsed and Heba dried and packed away. Solomon looked at his grandsons.

"Why don't you two go down to the arcade? Get a burger for lunch, hang around, maybe see young Yami and Atem again. . ." The old man waggled his eyebrows slyly in Yugi's direction.

Yugi blushed and ran upstairs. Heba managed a weak smile and explained, "Don't worry about him, grandpa. Yugi hasn't been doing well these last few months. Especially with Kurisu."

"Who is this Kurisu?" Solomon sat down in a chair and listened intently to his second grandson.

"Kurisu is Yugi's ex. They used to get into fights and Yugi came home with bruises the one time. Once Yugi disappeared for two days and came back scared as hell. After that he went into a total depressed phase." Heba went silent, and Solomon silently urged him to continue. "I'm not sure what happened in those days but I have my suspicions that Kurisu did something."

Solomon looked troubled before replying, "You think that scoundral of a boy raped Yugi?"

Heba nodded after a while, "Yeah, Yugi and I used to get dressed for bed at the same time. But after those two days, he would go to the bathroom and change. He shut himself away and I couldn't bear it. Then when I started fighting with Kurisu, Yugi would cry in his bedroom saying how its his fault and he deserves to die. So I thought we should just. . . just get away."

Solomon nodded, "Wise decision, Heba. But, if I ever see that Kurisu fellow. . ."

The old man left his sentence unfinished. He left Heba to tend to the shop and the latter walked upstairs to his shared bedroom.

"Hey, Yugi, wanna go to the arcade?"

Twenty minutes later the brothers were walking inside the arcade. They stopped at a game and the two started playing a two-player surfing game.

From another game Seto and Joey were playing DDR. Seto was panting while Joey was doing a victory dance.

"Hah, I win!"

Seto smiled, "You sure did, pup."

Joey narrowed his eyes, "Whats with the nickname?"

"Can't I give you a nickname?" Seto said smugly.

"No. Especially not pup."

"Fine. Puppy."

"No, I said not puppy."

"You said pup."

"No I didn't. Think again."

". . . Heba? Yugi?"

Joey looked thoughtful, "I like Yugi but that sounds more like someone's name than a nickname."

Seto shook his head, eyes wide, "No! I mean Yugi and Heba."

The tall brunette grabbed Joey's hand before dragging him to where the two twins were just getting off their game. Seto stopped in front of them and the short teens let out cries of surprise.

"Seto, how've you been?" Heba held out his hand.

Seto shook it with a smile, "Alright I guess. It's been a while you two."

Joey stuck his head over his friend's shoulder, "You're. . . . Heba and Yugi."

Yugi's face lit up and he took a running jump at Joey who fell backwards with the smaller on top of him in a tight hug. "Joey! Joey! I can't believe you're here! I've missed you so much." He added on a softer note whilst burying his face in the blonde's shoulder.

Joey was still till Yugi climbed off him, "Yugi. . . Yugi. I know you. You're Yugi." He said dazedly as he stared at the small teen.

A six-year old Joey pushed Yugi in a swing. The latter was grinning and waving his feet in the air as he went higher and higher.

"Upper. I wanna go upper, Joey!" Yugi said with a lisp in his voice.

Joey complied and pushed harder against the swing. His small buddy squealed in delight and looked over his shoulder with a bright face.

"Upper, friend. Upper!"

Joey stared transfixed at Yugi till the tri-colour haired teen felt uncomfortable. The blonde's lips slowly twitched into a large grin.

"Yugi! Its you, buddy!"

The tall teen grabbed up his friend and twirled him around with a happy face. Yugi had to run to keep from tripping over his own two feet as he spun around.

Eventually Seto convinced Joey to let go of Yugi and he stood next him as Heba tried to steady a swaying brother.

Within an hour Seto had managed to get all four of them burgers. They sat at a corner booth eating their burgers and drinking sodas. It was nearing three o'clock when Heba said they should start home and begin dinner. Before they left however, Heba pulled Seto to the side.

"Its great to see you guys again, Seto. But, please, take it easy with Yugi. ok?"

Seto raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"Look," Heba sighed, "Just take it easy with him. He just got out a bad relationship and I'm not sure how good it'll be if he gets too carried away."

Yugi and Heba said goodbye to their friends and started their walk home. When they got home, Heba looked through the fridge while Yugi took out a few ingredients. They began supper by chopping onions, peppers and tomatoes. Yugi sliced strips of meat and made a bowl of warm dough. He seperated the dough into three balls and rolled them out. Heba filled the insides of the dough with the vegetables, meat and spices. Then Yugi put them into a pan and they turned golden within the hour.

It was around six o'clock when a tired Solomon closed up the shop and made his way upstairs. He entered the kitchen, ready to start dinner when he saw Yugi and Heba at the table, waiting for him.

Solomon sat at the table and sniffed the crispy, golden dish.

Yugi giggled, "It's called a panzaroti, grandpa. Mom made it for us a lot for dinner when she had to work late."

The panzaroti turned out to be very appetizing. The three stayed up talking till it was late into the night and Solomon bid them goodnight when it was past eleven.

Yugi and Heba dragged their feet to their room. Heba watched Yugi gather his pajamas and leave the room to change in the bathroom. Saying nothing, Heba changed into his own pajamas and slipped into bed. Yugi came back and climbed into bed. The brothers stayed up a few minutes longer talking before falling into a dream filled sleep.

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