Ryou started crying when Bakura finished the story. He would have cried even if his hormones weren't going crazy, but the hormones didn't help.
All these thing Yugi had said in the past all made sense now. He felt like an idiot for not realising it sooner. How did he not realise it before.
And Yami… he would of never have thought of Yami like that! Well… He knew fully well what old Yami was like, everything a game, a game he had to win, and he would kill someone without a second's thought if it meant some kind of justice and winner's glory.

"Thanks to you, Ryou is mostly likely having a miscarriage. Congratulations, you're a sky high killer-"

"Oh, like I wasn't already that"

"Don't you care?"

Bakura froze.

"Don't you care at all? Not even about Ryou?" Yami couldn't help but hope Bakura would say yes

Bakura shrugged, the thing Yami prayed he wouldn't do. Yami's head fell forward and he stared at the floor.

"I'm going to tell you something, Bakura, and I think you should really take note from it…" Yami jerked his head to one side, flicking his fringe out of his red eyes. "If you laugh even once, I'll shove the puzzle so far up your ass you'll throw up your organs" Yami threatened

"I'd say I'd do the same, but your ass isn't good enough for gaydar" Bakura winked.

Yami shook his head "I don't why I'm telling you this…"

"Don't tell me then-"

"I'm still gunna, Bakura. You wanna know why?"

"Not really." Bakura shrugged, uninterested

"I'm doing it for Ryou, now listen." Yami sighed again. His face soften slightly, and he began.
"About 18 months ago, maybe more, I can't remember… Those months kind of fused themselves into one... Anyway, 18 months ago me and Yugi were in the same position as you guys."

Bakura's eyes narrowed and he folded his arms "Really?" he said in a disbelieving tone.

"Yes. The exact same….

18 months ago-

"You look pretty when you're tired and covered in sweat" Yami whispered with a voice full of love. He winked at the boy beneath him.

Little Yugi, still catching his breath, his skin glistening in the bedroom lights, giggled childishly and reached up to tuck a stand of Yami's hair behind his ear.

"Don't I look pretty all the time?" Yugi pouted, making his eyes widen and cocking his head to one time.

"Nah… You only look good when you naked and covered in sweat and love bites" Yami laughed, still on top of Yugi. He laid his head on Yugi's chest as he tittered.

"All go back to chasing Tea then- I bet she'd love me whether I had clothes on or not!" Yugi poked his tongue out when Yami looked up.

"Well she's not going to love you for you height" Yami murmured, earning a slap on the head from Yugi. "Plus if you did that, I'd have to mind crush her"

Yugi frowned at this, straightening his bent legs out to try and relax as a sudden urge to kick Yami out the bed raged through him "You know, ever since you've got your own body-" he wriggled around until Yami rolled off him "-You been just like you first were- an asshole" Yugi turned over so he had his back to his yami.

"I wasn't an asshole, I was trying to look after you!" Yami protested.

"Whatever. If it wasn't for me you're would have murdered as many as Bakura…"

"Oi, not that's going too far!"

"No it isn't!"

"It is"

"For god's sake Yami, you may have saved me at times, but you used to be so nasty and sarcastic to me!"

"No I didn't!" Yami paused "Okay, I was very sarcastic and cocky, but come on, Yugi!"

Yugi didn't answer and instead snuggled up into a ball.

Yami sighed "what's brought this on?" he muttered quietly to himself.

"It's not my fault if I don't want to be your dolly!" Yugi yelled at him, crying loudly, causing Yami to jump.

"You're not my dolly, Yugi…"

"Oh yeah, totally, Pharaoh…"

Yami leaned against the head bored and thought.

"Do I really act like my old spirit self?' Yami thought 'I thought I was different from everything I've even been! Different from when I was Pharaoh, and different from when Yugi first became my host?' Yami cocked his head to one side and fiddled with a stand of hair. 'am I really like my old sociopathic self?'

"Yes you are!" Yugi yelled aloud.

"Were you reading my thoughts the whole time?"

"Yeah- and that reminds me-" Yugi rolled over and sat up, pushing face in front of his loves "I was reading you head the other day when you were wondering what Mai looked like naked, you pervert!" he screamed in his face.

"To my defence Yugi" Yami began, keeping all the cool he had "I think just about everyone had thought about her naked-"

"YAMI!" Yugi screeched, slapping in the face.

Yugi jumped out of bed and began shoving his clothes back on. By the time Yami opened his eyes, Yugi was just pulling a pokemon shirt over his head.

"What's got into you?" Yami asked worried as he watched Yugi walk over to the bedroom mirror on the wall and began fiddling with his hair

Yugi froze and stared as his reflection.

"You don't know how ironic that is" Yugi muttered, still staring at himself in the mirror.

"Well that isn't hard to work out" Yami scowled.

"I'm not telling you so don't both with sarcasm"

"I'm not being sarcastic. I'm the king of games aren't I? Call Sherlock Holmes, but going by everything you've pretty much given the answer on a plate." Yami growled.

Yugi slowly turn round and looked at Yami. He jumped back as Yami's face gave him a flash painful flash back. Yami really did seem to be acting like his old sociopathic self; now he was looking like it. He was scowling in such a way that his eyes still looked massive, his lips were pouting, his face was aimed more to the floor causing his cheeks to look chubby, and he had dark circles under his eyes. It was like Yugi was 14* again, and looking in the mirror and seeing that frightening face looking back, before it consumed his mind, took over his body for a while and went off and murdered someone for hitting Yugi on the head with a Yoyo.
Yugi blinked a few times, then shook himself.

"you going in reverse! Good, I bet you'll be trying to murder people again- I bet! I-" Yugi ranted, before being interrupted

"Shut up Yugi" Yugi ordered, much like his own self. He got out the red and grabbed his electric red shirt and put on, not bothering with the buttons. Yugi remained standing against the wall, staring at his feet.

Yami kept having these 'funny turns' lately. On the other hand so did Yugi. While Yugi became very emotional and easy offended by anyone who wasn't Yami (not saying Yami hadn't managed to offend by accident), the slimmer and taller boy seemed to be going into reverse with his personality. Reverse meaning he was turning into his original spirit self. Not the spirit part you must understand, reader, but his actually attitude and way of thinking. Everything was a game, everyone was an enemy, Yami HAD to win unless it was kind forfeit, revenge was the sweetest thing, and that death or insanity was a worthy punishment for simply being impolite. Yugi hated that Yami now, though when he first became aware of his presence he had loved him, though been very frightened.

There would be times when Yugi would simply state something like 'Joey has cool hair, no wonder he's proud of it', and then have to spend the next 24 hours trying to stop his Yami from ripping Joey's hair out. Knowing Yami it would have been simply ripping, it would have been something like tying chunks of hairs to drills and then turning them on and tearing the hairs out from his head every time Joey gave an incorrect answer or move in Yami's little game. It was hard sharing a body with a psychopathic cocky spirit like Yami No Yuugi.

Yami Yugi turned to his Hikari with a very familiar frown. Yugi stuck his tongue at him rudely.

"Learn some manners or I might just get a pair of scissors and cut that off Yugi. Not a bad idea actually- You'd shut up"

Yugi froze, the colour draining from him.

"Your mad again" he mumbled.

"I'm not, I'm just a bit annoyed" Yami said, his face relaxing. "Why didn't you tell me straight out?" Yami demanded

"I don't know what you're talking about" Yugi shrugged, gaining confidence.

"Yes you do" Yami slowly began to walk towards him, his head bent down but his purple eyes staring at him. Yugi shivered when those beautiful eyes seemed to turn from purple to maroon.

"No I don't" Yugi insisted, quickly grabbing the door handle and swinging the door open.

Yami grabbed Yugi roughly by his collier and pulled him. He wrapped arms round Yugi, stopping him from running away.

"Yo" he sniggered.

"Yami you're hurting me" Yugi squirmed

"Talk" Yami tightened his grip

"What do you want me to say?"

"Say what's wrong with you"

"LET ME GO!"

"Talk"

"YAMI!" Yugi screamed in protest

"Calling my named isn't going to do anything for you" Yami sneered.

"Yami let me go you're hurting me" Yugi cried, tears rolling down his ruby cheeks "Yami please"

"Deja vou… " Yami giggled "You were screaming that not too long ago"

Yami picked Yugi up bridal style and kissed him on the forehead. Yugi gaped at Yami in sudden shock. Yami's face looked kind, and he was holding Yugi so gently… That didn't last long. Yami threw Yugi on to the bed and before Yugi could register what was going on, Yami had pinned him down. Yugi cried out his name, sobbing harder now. Yami chuckled evilly at this. Still holding Yugi in place, he reached over to the bedside table and opened the draw, and took out the item he kept there in case Yami Marik ever came to the house and caused trouble. Yugi whimpered and began to struggle more as he saw the shiny silver blade in Yami's grasp.

"Here's the game, Yugi. I'm holding you in place like a knot. I tangle yourself correctly, and I'll let you go and won't ask you to talk. Every time you make a wrong move" Yami twisted the tagger in his hand "I'm going to cut your stomach"

Yugi starting crying frantically "What's wrong with you Yami!" he screamed

Yami didn't answer the question, and simply said "this is your punishment for being careless. You have to be very carefully when untangling yourself because one false or touch and- SLICE!" Yami explained his voice so much like Yami Bakura's.

Yugi cried out Yami's name again, only to be told to shut up and play the game. Yugi looked round at house him and Yami were. He shuffled himself up a bit, and then lifted his left leg to a bend. He crept it around Yami's leg. He almost had the leg free, until it grazed across Yami's thigh.

"Fail one!" yami cheered, lifting Yugi's top up with the same hand holding the knife. "Scratch one-"

"I'M PREGNANT!" Yugi screamed in his fright.

Yami froze and looked Yugi in the face. His expression changed from one of that of the devil himself and into an uncomfortable look. He let Yugi go, allowing him to huddle up.

Yami watched with the same expression.

"Yugi, I'm sorry, I-"

"There's something wrong with you!" Yugi roared.

"Yugi…" Yami whispered. "I'm sorry, it's not my fault… I-it's because this is a newly created body, a-a-and since you are, er-" Yami stuttered in a panic.

"I think the word you are looking for his pregnant!" Yugi sobbed in to the pillows.

"Yeah… That… It's just it all messing with my brain, I-"

"That? A child is not a that yami!" Yugi threw the pillows off the bed and jumped off. He turned to Yami and began to back away, unsure of what his Yami's reply might be.

"Yugi I'm sorry I-"

"You're making this up!" Bakura frowned "You haven't got the balls to do any of that!"

"That's what I thought too, but apparently I have. None of it's a lie" Yami sighed sadly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"So story is actually quite interesting…. Carry on!" Bakura urged.

"It's not for your enjoyment, Kura. I'm telling you this because I want you to learn or realise something from it" Yami scowled

"Well I can't do if you're just going to argue with me! Carry on!"

For the next few days, Yugi tried to stare clear of his yami. The Pharaoh felt awful about this. He know why and understood why he acted like that, but he could handle it. The fact of Yugi avoiding him didn't help, sending his mind worse than ever. He also started doing strange things in his sleep, and not just talking and walking. Sometimes he would do something that was supposed to be nice to Yugi, like making Yugi a sandwich in his sleep and leaving next to his bed for the morning. Other times he would scare Yugi so much he was close to a heart attack. Yugi couldn't get used to waking up and seeing the Pharaoh standing next to the bed staring at him. Yugi had tried to talk to him when he did this, but Yami replied in his native tongue, and sadly for Yugi he would understand Egyptian.

Yugi began to accept this, thought locking himself in cupboards and rooms alone whenever he saw Yami get that crazy look in his eye, and became close to his lover again. After almost two weeks of not properly speaking, Yami bought up the subject that hadn't spoken about since 'that night'-

"Are you really pregnant?" Yami asked Yugi, as they sat in their bedroom watching Deadman Wonderland. Grandpa was out at a convention, leaving the boys in peace. Yugi hadn't told him about the latest news, and the same went for everyone else in his life other than Yami.

Yugi nodded and said nothing.

Yami kissed Yugi on the forehead "I'm sorry" he whispered.

Yugi looked up at him "Why?"

"For everything" Yami sighed"

Yugi smiled fondly. He pressed his lips again Yami's and pulled him down so he was lying down with Yami on top of him. The passionate kiss began to roughing up and turn into a desperate, erotic make out session, with Yugi pulling Yami close, while Yami's hands ran up every part of Yugi's body. Yugi couldn't help but notice that Yami wasn't going anywhere near his stomach. In movies, did the father always touch the mother's stomach out affection? Yami wasn't. By this time, Yami's hands were fiddling with Yugi's school levis. Yami moved his lips away from Yugi's, and left a trail of kisses down Yugi's neck, before biting in fearlessly. Yugi moaned in pain and lust, kicking off his jeans.

Everything seemed wonderful. Everything seemed fine… But that was all about to change.

* I know yugi isn't 14 in the actual story, but for this story he had to have been 14

OMG I actually hate this chapter. I think it was shit, your opinions? I don't know what it is, I just don't like it… SIGH!

Anyway, the manga is now on deviantart! Only page 1 though, at the moment. Page 2 tomorrow or in two days at the most. You can find under the same name 'Nothing is Trivial' and under the same pen name BelleThePunk! :D