HTYT - (chokes) Yami...please let me go...
Yami - You made me look like an idiot...again.
Yugi - (tugs at his lover's arm) Oh Yami?
Yami - (looks around and gapes at Yugi, and lets HTYT go) Holy crap.
Yugi - (smirks openly. He's standing in nothing but his boxers holding a pair of handcuffs)
HTYT - (faints)

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The One With The Miss Pacman Machine

Yugi opened the door to his apartment and faced his husband's back. Yami was sat on a stool in front of the Miss Pacman machine and looked like he'd been there since he'd left for work that morning. Yami was still in his pyjamas, had stubble from not shaving, and his hair, unruly as it already was, was mussed up to the extreme and was a mess of tricoloured spikes.

Yami turned to him, "Guess what I did today?"

"Well it obviously wasn't showering or shaving," Yugi retorted, smirking, stood next to him.

"I got good at the game. They should change the game's name to Miss Yami," he answered, then thought about what he'd said when his lover smirked at him again with raised eyebrows, "Although I hope they don't...Anyway I played all day, I knocked Ishizu of the scoreboard completely! High Five!"

Yugi raised his hand to high five him, but stopped when he saw the shape of his hand. It looked a little like a mangled claw, "Yami, what's with your hand?" he asked, his face bewildered at the shape of his lover's fingers.

"Well I played for about 8 hours straight...never mind, just check out these scores. Oh and check the names for them as well," he let Yugi sit down and giggled, "They're all dirty words."

Yugi read the screen and shook his head with an amused smile, "Yami? Why would you do that?"

"Because it's awesome!"

"Do you think this is clever?" Yugi asked.

"Well, they only give you 3 letters, and after A-S-S...it is a bit of a challenge," he replied.

Yugi blinked at the screen and raised an eyebrow then pointed at the third down, "Wait a sec, this one isn't dirty."

Yami smiled and pointed the next score, "It is when you combine it with that one."

Yugi lowered his head and smirked, then brought himself back to face his husband, "Well, if you don't get rid of this, you wont get one of those off me tonight," he threatened, "Tristan is bringing over my nephew later tonight and he cannot see this. He's still pissed you and Joey taught him the 'pull my finger' gag." he grabbed the plug at the bottom and went to undo them.

"'Pull my finger'" he snickered, then caught sight of his hand again, "...my hand is messed up!" he spoke, looking at his mangled fingers, then Yami yelped as he saw what Yugi was going to do, "No no no! Then I'll have nothing to show for my day, it'll be like I went to work!" he protested, but Yugi still pulled the plug out, and then pushed them back in, in hope they would erase the vulgar scores and put it back to factory settings. But the scores on the leader board didn't go away.

"They're still there...this thing must have a primitive ROM chip in it or something!" Yami cried, delighted his 'work' hadn't been erased.

"Well Yami, you're gonna have to beat your top scores," Yugi told him, resting one hand on his hip.

His husband raised his hand and revealed the painful looking hand again. "WITH THE CLAW?!"

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Annu - So Yami, you gonna try and kill her again.
Yami - (doesn't answer, but has a dazed expression and looks like he got caught up in a tornado)
Yugi - (looking rather happy with himself) lets just say, I'm proud to say I can sex my boyfriend into a walking coma.
HTYT - Good on you Yugi!
Yugi - You do realize when he's woken up, he's still going to chase you round the town with a bit of wood?
HTYT - I know, but I'll be on my motorbike, so he'll have a job keeping up!