Ice: -takes a deep breath- Mmm...don't you just love the smell of quicker updates? I do to.

Atem: Why are you giving me a point of view in this? My opinion matter not.

Ice: Your their father, it matter a lot! And I gave Heba one so it's only fair...besides I think shedding some light on your thoughts will be funny!

Atem: -shakes head- Oh dear Ra...

Yami: Thankfully, YamiNoIcexIcuo doesn't own anything accept the fanfic, and certainly doesn't own Yugioh...or I'd be waiting FOREVER to date Yugi. -_-

Yugi: -blinks and gives him the look- Who said you'd get to date me? -walks off-

Atem:...Son, I think you just got burned.

Yami:...-flips a table and leaves-

Atem:...Enjoy!

(A/N: I've only just now looked back at the other chapters and I realize now that in those I made yugi ten and not eight, I will correct this error of mine on the earlier chapters, from now on Yugi is ten and Yami is thirteen. I'll also be re-writing the first couple chapters so don't freak out if things are mentioned that you hadn't read before. Ok?)

Chapter 10: I Don't Want to Fall

Atem's POV

~*~10:46 p.m.~*~

I sighed heavily, getting up to go get the door; glaring softly at the teen in the client chair as I passed by. If even Seto, the future C.E.O of one of my top competitors could get sucking into his technology so easily, this generation is screwed. Thank goodness my son mixes new technology with old games and vice versa, not following the crowd like some lost puppy eager for love and acceptance.

Speaking of the little devil, he and his other friends were currently hammering at my door, hollering to be let in like animals let loose from a mutant petting zoo; honestly, with the parents they have, I can come close to saying at least two of them were raised by wolves. Or hyena's, which ever was the case.

Yugi had suddenly stiffened on my chest when he heard this though and hadn't moved since. I looked down curiously at the little bundle on my breast and found his breathing soft and feathery, smoothing out against my own. From what I could tell from looking at the violet tipped hair brushing near my chin and the loose grip of his little fists, Yugi was either upset, uncomfortable, or sleeping. He'd looked pretty comfortable earlier though, and Yugi had no reason to be upset to my knowledge, so I tested the latter.

I shook Yugi gently with my arm, trying my best not to accidentally throw the child to the floor; I'd never hear the end of it if Yugi got hurt on my watch. "Yugi?" I whispered softly, craning my neck around to get a good look at Yugi's face. But I only caught chubby cheeks and a mouth partially ajar, no amethyst orbs acknowledged me either as I continued to stare.

I couldn't help the soft coo that came from my lips as my crimson eyes became a light rose color and Yugi cuddled slightly into my chest, nuzzling into my tie and making himself comfy. "I guess it's been a long day...he's all tuckered out..."

"Father! Are you in there?" Yami's childishly impatient shouting came from the other side of the door making me want to slap him upside the head. I shifted my gave back down from the door to Yugi to see if he'd been roused by the shouting, but the boy seemed none the wiser as he laid there comfortably, not letting the world know of his presence while he inhaled silently and exhaled just as swift.

Letting out a sigh of relief I switched child's weight to just one of my arms while using the other to reach out and grab the gold painted doorknob and let the rowdy children march into my office like they owned the place; everyone filled in with relief, except for my son who was glaring at the bundle in my arms. "So that's where you went..." My thirteen-year old growled softly at the one in my arms, obviously not knowing any better.

A looked down at him sternly, his rude attitude not getting on my good side. "He's sleeping."

Crimson orbs blinked in surprise and his jaw dropped, his flabbergasted behavior making for quiet the show. "B-But...w-what!? How did he...What!?" I couldn't help the chuckle that came as I watched my son look from me to his new little brother and then back to me; his mouth opening and closing as he spoke and thought back and what he wanted to ask. The pink clad girl giggled from behind me watching her friend spaz out in the door; finding the situation funny. Obviously she was in on something I didn't know about, but I'd find out eventually; you can't keep secrets, even in a grand manor like this.

"Problem?" I asked slyly, turning away from him to go and sit back at my desk, carefully tucking Yugi into my chest as I plopped down into my seat. Yami was pouting heavily when Téa finally dragged him and sat him in one of the chairs in front of my desk, while she laid back to lean against the wall. I smiled, Téa was a nice girl, she kept Yami in line and always looked out for him; it made me wonder why they weren't even considering dating each other though...

Probably because they're thirteen Genious...oh yeah...

"So, Seto told me you guys were playing truth or dare and Yugi's been dared to hug me for the rest of your game yes?" The children nodded at me, none of them seeming the slightest bothered by this; but one teen, mainly my son, looked rather angry.

"He bit my finger and then ran here." He stated lowly, glaring softly at Yugi from under his gold bangs.

I raised a perfect brow and looked down at Yugi's chubby little face and back at him. "Are you sure? This 'he'?" I asked giving the sleeping child a pointed look.

Yami nodded and lifted his left pointer finger. "Without a doubt." He stated flatly, his eyes flicking up at me from Yugi but quickly going back to him when I began my inspection of the small appendage. True to his word the finger looked slightly abused and mistreated. The area was swollen and red on the first joint from the tip and little teeth marks were present but seemed to have faded gradually from a more obvious state.

"Aww," I cooed teasingly at his finger. "Looks like little Yugi likes you."

Yami blinked at me blankly, but I saw the shock in his eyes and his cheeks never could lie, their soft rosy pink showing through. "He bit me. I don't think that mean 'I like you' in ten year old." He murmured dropping his head into his hands and pouting to himself with a gentle sigh.

My brow lifted again at Yami's suspicious behavior, not at all the reaction I was expecting. "Well, if it doesn't translate well, did you, by any chance, provoke him?"

At this, my first-born blinked and attempted to hide his guilt by turning his nose up at me, folding his arms and crossing his legs; the official stance of denial. "Of course not. I just shook my finger in his face because he was being uncooperative, then he bit me and made a run for it." He stated calmly, not undoing his stance or faltering in away; but the stench of a liar's cologne hung heavily on his form.

"Uh huh...anyone want to tell me the truth?" I asked wearily, rolling my eyes to the other occupants of the room, my eyelashes batting unnecessarily to assert my authority and dominance. I usually did this unintentionally when I wanted something and was set on getting it and it usually worked; except on my husband.

The teens started sniggering at this while Yami pouted and glared at the space between his legs; disappointed that his façade hadn't worked in the slightest. "Well," Joey began shifting the little boy on his knee to sit in his arms. The black hair told me that Seto had actually bothered to bring his little brother Mokuba here with him instead of leaving him at home this time. " Yug' was dared to come in here and hug you, you know that already. But what you don't know, is that Yugi was scared stiff to come near ya." I blinked slightly and looked down at the bundle in my arms. Yugi hadn't been the slightest bit nervous this whole time, he'd actually looked quiet relieved as soon as we'd come in the office; how could the ten year old have been scared of me?

"Really?"

"Yup." The honey blond nodded solemnly before bursting into a spontaneous round of chuckles. "But, I think he's far more scared of Yami now. I say Yugi should've just got on Yami's back like before and showed him who's boss." The hyper active child raved, nodding his head once agreeing with himself proudly.

I wasn't very surprised to find mine and the other children's heads nodding in agreement, while Yami sulked having everyone turn against him in without a second thought. "I agree, we have one strong little eight year old on our hands. He's just like Heba too; a small package that comes with great potential." I praised the little one, knowing he was fast asleep. I wouldn't lie, he was smarter, and stronger than he looked. His petite size making him look nearly three years younger than his real age. One conversation with the little one could leave you stunned and impressed with his maturity and the way he portrayed himself as kind, thoughtful, and innocent; traits that drew a lot of people out of their shells more quickly than they'd ever hoped.

My thoughts trailed to my son at this. He'd obviously been coming out of his closed-knit shell a lot today; some would say he it was like his mother had pulled him from the head-board of his bed for school. Even though most times were accidental, I could see the light flashes of happiness that seemed to be coming from him now that he had a little brother. Perhaps my husband had been right in doing this without my knowledge...

I began to relax slightly at the thought, almost having a peaceful resolution from the only slight arguments that had rung out because of this; but my bladder quickly woke me from my leisure as the flood gate began to budge. I jumped slightly and crossed my legs to seal it once more, keeping the urge at bay. But the very thought of holding it for however long these children wanted this game to go terrified me. If I knew anything from these sleep overs yet, it's that these kids don't sleep unless something gets broken first; then their out like a light and out of house before I wake up and find what they'd 'mishandled'.

"Not that I don't like talking about the shrimp, but I'd much rather get back to our a quarrel of a game so that I can ruin someone's life tonight." The light british accent chirped in from the corner, a cheeky grin splayed across his face; and with it the other children felt a chill go up their spines much more fierce than the one that rattled me.

"If you ruin anyone's life in this room your mother will hear from me directly." I stated calmly, giving the thirteen-year-old a swift glare for his plotting ways. Though I didn't blame him for it. His father was just the same, always pulling a prank or doing something to annoy someone else; even stealing when I wasn't around to witness it. If I were there he knew I would've got on him about it and told him to give it back.

The albino gaped and sputtered at me. "B-But they started it! That shrimp has doomed me to marry the flamboyant blond!" He screeched pointing frantically at the boy that I remembered to be Malik Ishtar. I raised a brow at this and took a gander over the two while they began to argue back and forth about the subject.

"You should be lucky to have someone as sexy as me for a bride!"

"What the bloody hell does this have to do with you being sexy?!"

"Everything!"

"That makes no bloody sense!"

"It does in Malik land!"

"We're not in Malik land!"

"Yes we are, you just don't know it yet! I will control all the humans in Malik land on my birthday and you will see!"

"I'll believe that when Duel Monsters don't go rogue."

"You two do seem like a married couple...an angry one but one none the less..." I mused while they argued, catching both off guard by accident.

"WHAT!?" The both exclaimed looking at me with wide eyes and jaws that hung low to the floor. Each of their faces flushed bright with color, anger not being the cause, but embarrassment making up their red cheeks. I rewarded the sight with a heart chuckle, hearing a few of the other teens join in my laughter. The gaping of the two adolescents built onto our laughter making it harder for the group to settle down.

But when I felt the gates of my bladder begin to open again from my jolly laughter I ceased and shut my legs the tightest I could. I realized with a sigh that this was escalating too quickly; if I didn't get out now I wouldn't be able to so much as walk to the restroom.

I looked down at the little angel in my arms and pouted, concluding that it was in my best interest not to bring the little one along, and the image of the little one running around naked made my head shake quickly at just leaving him here. But what was I to do?

When my son began to put the group back on track with the game I caught a tail end of a sentence that gave me an idea. "...Yugi's turn, so we need someone else to go." I quickly seized the opportune moment to raise my hand like a kindergartener and wake my hand frantically. "I'd like to play."

The group of confused teens cocked their heads to the side and stared at my enthusiastic form with deep befuddlement. Their eyes blinked at me out of sync. "Really?" The honey blond child asked for everyone.

I nodded my head with a smile planted on my face, none of my plans leaking through. "Of course, it's been a while since I've played such a game. It'd be quite the experience." I persuaded softly, my eyes batting at them once more to seem as innocent as ever.

For a moment the group seemed cautious and uncertain, looking me up and down. My nerves began to get to me and I felt my bladder flare up again with a vengeance. "It'd even out the playing field so you don't have to fight over who goes next." I worked them, using my business skills for support. It's a common fact that if you make a proposition work to the other's advantage that they are more willing to agree.

Yami seemed to agree with this without knowing as he nodded his head to himself, the fact turning in his head. "Alright. Go ahead."

Finally!

I smiled genuinely and put my plan into motion. "Ok son, truth or dare?" I asked already knowing what he'd choose, caught up in his unwillingness to sound scared.

Yami quirked a brow but answered almost automatically. "Dare."

I nodded once at my success and smirked. "I dare you to hold your brother just like this so that I can use the rest room." Yami jaw dropped and his face went scarlet red.

"No."

I wiggled my brows. "Someone chicken?"

Bakura, Malik, and Joey joined in a chorus of 'Ooh's and looked to Yami to see if he'd let me talk to him like that. Our crimson eyes clashed, waiting for the other to break, his eyes telling me to back down while mine laughed at his expression; his face still red and tomato-like. "It's a dare, you have to do it." I stressed through a humorous smile.

Before he could make a come back I got up from my seat, making sure to hold back my urge to cross my legs, and I strolled over to my child, staring him down. "Come now Yami, he favors you greatly you're my only option. It's either that or he has to come in with me." I lowered my head at the thought. "I'd hate for him to wake up while I was doing my business...not to mention if he struggled and I dropped him." Yami's eye widened at this and his skin went paler than usual.

He took one look at the still child in my arms and then looked back at me with a worried glare before his arms shot out. "Give."

A relieved sigh left me as I handed the boy over to Yami quickly, ignoring the slight stiffness I felt from the ten-year old for the moment while I watched Yami cradle him to his chest, his arm slung under Yugi's bum and his other arm resting his hand against Yugi's back for support. Yugi's arms draped casually around the boy's neck, covering half of Yami's face with thick tri colored hair and leaving one of his eyes open to take in my form bolting from the room.

I practically jogged down the hall like I was on the track team at some time in my life when in truth I'd never been anywhere near the field.

A lesson learned: Do NOT under any circumstance, drink five bottles of water while the kids have a sleep over. Never again would I underestimate this one rule.

Yami's POV

Why is it that as soon as I feel him in my arms my anger towards him just dissipates like nothing happened? Is it because he so quiet when he sleeps that there's nothing I can be mad at him for? Or is it because I'm comforted by the way he snuggles into me and warms me to the very center of my core. I frown as soon as my father leaves and I unconsciously begin to rub the little one's back, wanting to sooth him to the best of my ability.

I couldn't help but feel like I was to blame for his utter need for sleep; even after he and I had taken a nap before everyone arrived. To say I hadn't been to blame would be a lie. Even with how much energy a child was suppose to have, Yugi had just snoozed off minutes after he'd last seen him.

A sigh escaped me as I leaned back in my seat, rubbing Yugi's back continuously, just listening to his even breaths and the sound of his heart beat, reprimanding my actions more and more as I listened on. I couldn't blame this on a bitten finger, the idea of basing it all on that was so stupid it didn't even make sense.

I bit my bottom lip, my eyes wandering the office as I tried to find some reason I would attack the little one, even though I cared about him. I just knew there was a reason for it all, but I couldn't find it.

"Hey Yams!" I was snapped out of my daze by a loud call and I immediately socked the blond it came from upside the head and threw him an angry glare. "Can't you see he's trying to sleep!?" I hissed at him in a harsh whisper, glaring daggers at him when he opened his mouth to yelp in pain.

He quickly rethought his action and gritted his teeth together. "Jeez louis Yams, you didn't have to hit me so hard."

I shrugged and went back to rubbing leisurely circles on the little one's back, finding that it calmed me down as much as it soothed the little one. "Sorry. What'd you want?"

"Uh..." Joey blinked twice trying to get back his train of thought after such a blow. "Um, it's your turn to go."

"Oh," I blink nearly forgetting we were playing a game, which was rare for me. "Uh...Téa, truth or dare?"

The brunette nearly jumped off the wall hearing her name called turning to give me a friendly smile. " Dare."

I smirked slightly but kept my calm expression. "Marry dumb and dumber off wont you?" I asked smoothly, giving her my sheepish winning grin. She immediately blushed a little but nodded and went to work; her form at full attention.

"Malik! Bakura! Time to say your vows!" She exclaimed enthusiastically, turning to the boys with a large grin.

The two paled and held each other, leaning away from my long time friend Téa; trying to get as far away from her as possible. There was just something wrong with that smile...

I could do nothing but chuckle as she got them up and adjusted them like puppets to stand in front of each other and hold hand while she made a grab for one of the book on my father's desk and opened it to a random page beginning to say some of the stuff I bet she'd heard on TV; with her own personal touch as well.

"Dearly beloved misfits, we are gathered here today to celebrate the joining of Grumpy and Bashful in unholy matrimony," she began, closing her eyes and shaking her head with a smile to express her dramatic enthusiasm with vigor.

The two deflated in sight at the nicknames. "We've become nothing but dwarves to her." The murmured sorrowfully as she went on.

My gaze never left the three and their ceremony when I addressed the blond next to me with stunned amusement. "I swear to Ra if you aren't recording this..." I breathed out watching the show, the couple holding hands blushing together while Téa resumed her embarrassing speech.

"Way ahead of ya, pal." The blond answered just as amused as I; his cell phone pointed directly at the scene and a grin that nearly split his cheeks present the whole while. Yugi was going to be upset that he missed this.

Speaking of which, the little one curled up even more on me, nuzzling my neck to get comfortable. I wouldn't lie, the treatment tickled, and I squirmed slightly trying to make him stop.

"I now pronounce you idiot and fool, you may kiss your fool."

"We didn't even say I do!"

"Ah ah," she chided the two, staring them down. ", you just did. Now pucker up!" The brunette demanded, her frail hands slapping the book shut as her blue orbs shooting insistent glances at the Egyptian and his British counter-part.

Yugi had finally ceased his stirring long enough for me to see the two gulping down lumps in their throats and throwing each other hesitant glances, their lips quivering; neither of them willing to make the first move. The only sound breaking through the timid atmosphere was Seto's heavy sigh and the snap of his laptop when he shut it. I glanced over just in time to see him get up and push Malik forward into Bakura and sit back down as though he were just another innocent bystander.

Malik toppled into Bakura like a domino, flailing slightly when he couldn't catch his balance and Bakura reaching out to catch him, letting out a cry. But when Malik ended his journey into Bakura's arms his lips crashed tongue first into Bakura's mouth and we could all hear the clacking of their teeth as they struggled to figure out when occupied their caverns.

When they finally sat still and investigated, their eyes widened and their faces flushed. It wasn't a good kiss, it seemed more painful than romantic; but none the less, it was a kiss. When the room exploded with clapping, whoops and hollers, neither of them moved, both being in too much shock to mobilize.

But when the excitement sobered and the high of the mock occasion subsided, everyone was surprised to see both of them kissing back for the moment, just trying to enjoy it before they parted knowing they had caught unwanted attention. They blinked at each other before looking away; their eyes going everywhere but each other.

I spared them for the moment, getting the attention off of them for the moment. "Your turn Téa."

The girl bounced over and thought for a moment, her eye going around the room until she spotted her victim of choice. " Seto. Truth or dare?" she asked smugly, bouncing over to him.

His typing fingers did not slow nor did he have to look up at her. "Dare."

"I dare you to say something teen like and way out of your comfort zone." She said smugly.

Seto only smirked slightly before looking at her and crossing his arms, a cool mask hiding his sudden amusement. "I know ratched girls like you take selfies with Justin Bieber card board cut outs because you know he's totally not into girls that Photoshop all their picture and fail epicly."

Téa's jaw dropped as her dare was thrown back in her face and Seto's smirk finally came to the surface. "What? You mad bro?" He challenged.

Joey and I looked to each other, our jaws dropping. None of those words were even suppose to be in that tight asses vocabulary! This was so wrong...

"A'ight, I don't need a turn, I'm calling it a night and going to bed. This is just too much for one night! Too much!" He exasperated, heading for the door, swinging it open wide just in case anyone wished to follow before walking out and back down stairs; not to mention taking Seto's little seven year old brother with him.

"Hey! Mutt! Get back here with Mokuba!" Seto shouted running out into the hall with his laptop shut tight and held firmly between his side and his arm.

Bakura and Malik were the next ones to go, struggling a little on who went through the door first before they began to head down stairs as well; probably hoping they'd never hear about what happened tonight ever again.

Téa, however, stayed and offered to walk with me so that I wouldn't be alone. I thanked her briskly, hugging Yugi's small form to me as I stood up and we walked out of my father's office. I wanted to tell her I wouldn't be alone and that I had Yugi, but that would only give her teasing rights and a bad excuse; so we chatted and talked, making our journey to meet up with the others down stares.

But then she asked me a question I wasn't ready for.

"Yami, do you like Yugi?"

I nearly choked on the air at this and stumbled to stop Yugi from slipping from my grasp while my brain tried to process this query. "W-what?" I asked, my voice sounding slightly hoarse.

She rolled her eyes and scooted closer. "Do. You. Like. Yugi?" She asked once more, pronouncing every word separately; as if trying to drill the words into my thick skull.

To the question I had no straight forward answer, so I kept it vague. "He's my brother, so of course."

"So than why do you do mean things to him and try to get him to be afraid of you?" She asked looking at me like my nose had lengthened with a lie.

I stopped in my tracks and thought about this. I'd never intentionally done anything mean to Yugi because I wanted to hate him. If anything I wanted to be his world, the rock to keep him tied down, safe and secure. But thinking over what had happen nothing but an hour and a half a go, Téa's perceptions seemed to rain true.

I knew that threatening Yugi would take a step back in our growing friendship. I'd known he'd fear me if I chased him and made childish empty threats. But...when it all came down to it, why would I have done it if I knew it was wrong? Yugi was bringing out the best in me, the parts of myself I forgot I had. The parts that made me and the people around me happy. But then why had I pushed him away? "I don't know..." I answered at the very moment I'd realized it myself; a sad smile grazing my lips as we descended the stairs.

Yugi snuggled against me when he was shifted because of my hobbled stride and his hair tickled my face again. I sighed and pulled Yugi away from my body to nuzzle his forehead, taking in his scent without even realizing it. He smelled like fresh vanilla and apples, which was kind of weird since I didn't remember him eating any apples and the vanilla of his natural scent was more potent than that of the ice cream I'd brought him before lunch. I sighed out, licking my lips and having the strange pull to bit him. It was like leaving a child in a room with a plate of apple pie à la mode sitting in front of him and not letting him have a taste.

When Yugi began to stir I swore under my breath and pulled away from him unwillingly to look at his face and wait for his eyes to find me. Amethyst eyes slithered below Yugi's seemingly heavy lids and then disappeared before coming back with more force, his eyes blinking until they focused in on my face. I gave him a small smile. "Hey...you feeling alright?"

The little one nodded, half asleep. "Where's Dad?" I felt a slight pang as he looked around for my father but I let it pass and answered him; after all it was understandable, he'd fallen asleep in Atem's arms and not my own. "He went to the bathroom. We're all going to bed now though, we finished the game." I explained briefly, leaving out the details.

Yugi seemed to buy into it as he nodded and looked back up at me, his purple eyes shinning with slight fear. "Are you still mad at me? I'm really sorry." The little one pleaded with me, his voice cracking slightly. I waved him off and I decided to lay down the law. "No Yugi, I'm not mad anymore. And I'm sorry for scaring you, if I'm ever mean to you like that again just smack me upside the head so I know better alright?" I gave him a weary pointed look when he blinked in confusion.

"But wouldn't that make you more mad?"

"Well...maybe. If I'm still mad, go to dad, then go to mom. Ok?" I adjusted, trying to give the boy a sense of security.

He seemed to understand this well though. His smile made my heart melt into goo and the tight hug he gave me after agreeing left me feeling at peace with myself. "Thank you Yami." He expressed his gratitude shining those violet beams right in my face, making me groan at how cute he looked. I gave him curt nod before continuing down the stairs, suddenly finding sleep a more welcoming proposition.

Gods Yugi stop being cute, I'm trying not to pounce you. Hormones don't take breaks.

When we got back to the others and I began unrolling mine and Yugi's sleeping bags, Malik and Bakura were plotting around in their evil ways like nothing had occurred between them. It was weird and awkward, like ignoring the fact that you have a zit until it pops on your forehead. But I refused to say a word, it was their business and not mine; if they wanted to avoid their attraction it was fine by me.

Yugi slipped into his bag as soon as the bag had been set on the floor and he curled up to go to sleep.

My bag however, was a jumbled mess. It was old, beaten, torn, and some of the fluff was leaking where Dad had tried to sew it up. It'd told him it wasn't worth it, but even with the loads of money Atem had wanted to be cheap. "Dang. Did a dog get a hold of your bag Yami?" Téa cocked her head to the side, coming over to sit on her knees next to me.

I chuckled slightly looking over the bag with an arrogant eye. "'It'll do' that's what Dad always says." I mused, patting down the rugged sleeping mat shaking my head with a smile. "I'll live." I shrugged laying down on it and planning to fall fast asleep. I could hear the sounds of everyone else going to sleep, the click of the light switch, their bags zipping up around their bodies, and the light snores of his friends as they tumbled off the edge of conciousness. The day was finally coming to a close and I felt like I could drift off with it.

And then I felt another body scoot in next to me and tap my shoulder, my peaceful moment interrupted. "Yami?" I took a deep breath before letting my eyes slide open to find big fish bowl eyes staring at me through the darkness. "Yes, Yugi?" I asked tiredly my eyes beginning to weigh down.

Yugi fidgeted and bit his bottom lip tentatively before exhaling silently. "I can't sleep...can you sing to me?" He asked quietly, his caution signally he didn't want any one else to hear if they were still awake.

My eyes snapped back open full force, almost audible in the darkness of the parlor. "No." If there was one thing I wouldn't do for Yugi, it was sing. I couldn't do it, if I sang hell would have to freeze over; there was no freaking way.

Yugi's brow furrowed and he gave a pout before I was popped upside the head lightly by his tiny open palm. It didn't hurt but I still looked at him like he was crazy. I did the only thing rational in my tired state and popped him back, with a just a bit more force.

"Ow!" Yugi hisses softly rubbing his head, his glazed eyes looking at me through the dark with a hurt pout. "That hurt!" He whimpered softly.

I snorted and ruffled his hair. "No kidding. What'd you want it to do? Tickle?" I scoffed silently, teasing the little one. He gave me a hearty pout and rubbing his eye. "You said if you were mean to me to hit you upside the head, and I did."

I nodded slowly, understanding now why he'd done what he did. "Oh...still. I can't sing little one."

"Yes you can. You sang my happy song behind me. I heard you. Can't you sing that now?" The little one pleaded hugging close to me and still looking me dead in the eye. "Please? I really don't want to be the last one left in the dark..." He whimpered, giving my body a squeeze while he barried his face in my chest.

My breath caught as he tugged at my heart strings, leading me down the path he wanted; he hadn't even used his puppy dog eyes yet! Sighing lightly I wrapped my arms around the boy and pulled him closer; his body and sleeping bag rubbing up against me before I put my lips to his ear. "How many times?"

"'til I fall asleep." I nodded trying to remember the words as I rocked Yugi with the slight twist of my body; his arms still wrapped tightly around my waist.

I found a place over the river

It's got flowers and lots of trees...

Red ones, blue ones, pink ones, too

A place for just you and me...

The Sun is our light and the grass is our floor

The trees are the ceiling and our neighbored are nice

So lets make this our new home

And, start a better life~

"Yami..."

"Yes?"

Yugi looked up at me giving me a small smile. "I know you might not believe me...or care...but I like your singing...it's very soothing..." He whispered before ducking his head back in my chest to avoid letting me see the hot blush that was on his face. It was a wasted effort since I could feel the heat radiating through my wife beater, but I smiled, humoring him for the moment as I began to sing some more; hoping my singing was enough to sing the young one to sleep soon.

Today, I felt like a different person...someone who could accept the world for what it was and open myself up for new experiences and chances. These traits only Yugi could bring out of me. But, I could feel like just as much as Yugi could bring me up and make me happy, he could also destroy me and make me weak like all the others believed me to be.

If I wanted to survive in this life that had been created for me before I was even born, I had to be touch, strong, and not so easily trusting of others. The person I could tell Yugi didn't want me to be. This kindness, this 'play time' that I gave my all to for Yugi, wasn't ment to last, and I couldn't bear the thought of hurting Yugi...he wouldn't be able to understand why.

My singing began to die off when I heard Yugi begin to breathe evenly and the grip he had on me loosened to nothing. And though he was already in the dream realm I rocked him softly and held him in a possessive hold; hiding my pained expression and my uneven breathing in his hair.

Yugi...please don't make me fall for you...it'll hurt you so much more than it could ever hurt me.

Sorry that this is like a couple of hours late, I had a car accident situation to handle so I didn't have much time during the week to write. I've been working on this all day. I hope you guys enjoyed!

Yes this is the end of a long day 1, but next chappy you get to see whose parents are who and the connections everyone has to everything I suppose. There'll be fluff but there's some serious cheese in there too. o.e

What do you guys think is wrong with Yami?

Who do you think Bakura and Malik's parents are?

Who do you think adopted Joey?

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