A/N: Thanks for the comments!!

Warning: Mainly language, possibly some offending dialogue.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!

To Yami's complete and utter surprise, no one in school came up to him to taunt. Everyone seemed to be in their own little world, unaware of what Ushio had discovered about him last night.

Speaking of the devil...

Yami kicked his locker close, folding his arms over his chest as Ushio and one of his more insignificant bully friends came up to him. Yami eyed the other suspiciously, taking notice of the smug look on his crooked face.

"What the hell do you want?" the smallest bully quipped, not really having the time for a brawl.

Ushio's eyes gleamed with mischief. "Oh, nothing," he obviously lied, purposely drawling out his words. "Just telling Hiro here of your little...situation." This caused the other to snicker.

"Do you really think it'll bother me that much, asshole?" Yami rolled his eyes, shifting his weight evenly.

"Oh? I don't think so."

"Do tell."

"You're already swearing and I haven't said anything yet," Ushio sneered, feeling the power in positions shift dramatically when Yami remained silent and simply glared daggers at him.

Hiro took a step forward, his hands rubbing together as if he was waiting for a large sum of cash to be handed to him. "So, is it really true, bastard? You swinging on the side of guys?" he taunted laughing.

He didn't have time for this. He looked Hiro up and down, glad that Hiro was only a couple inches taller than himself. Looking both to his left and right for any witnesses, Yami didn't hold back his fist as he glided it across the already disproportioned face.

The cocky bully fell down in a heap almost immediately, and Yami was sure that either his nose or jaw was broken. Maybe even both. He felt a surge of power when the other swore, and when Ushio's face frowned.

Yami made a turn to leave thinking that Ushio would help Hiro, but he should've known better than that. After two steps towards the exit just down the hallway, Yami felt his arm be roughly grabbed by the other's large hand, and he was pulled back and twisted.

"Ushio, you bastard!" he swore under his breath when the larger bully twisted his captured hand behind his back and crushed him up against his locker. He could feel Ushio's body heat against his back, but Yami refused to give in.

"Look here, you motherfucker," Ushio whispered in heated anger right against his ear, "this boy you're seeing, it's wrong, and I'm not gonna tolerate it. You're turning into a mushy guy, Yami, and it just isn't right."

Yami wasn't quite sure what Ushio was trying to imply, other than he didn't feel comfortable around homosexuals. But there was something else, Yami just knew it...

Twisting Yami's arm for a given effect and warning, Ushio continued, "So cut this crap of seeing the kid, Yami. I mean it. It's sickening."

Like that was any clearer.

To his relief, Ushio let go of his arm, swinging him to the opposite wall, making him nearly trip over the still down Hiro. Rubbing his arm back to life discreetly behind his back, Yami said nothing else as he gave one last glare before making his exit.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!" little Yugi shouted with glee as he nearly pranced to the front door where his father was hanging up his heavy winter coat. "You're home, Daddy!"

Those stony blue eyes remained emotionless, but a smile broke out on the man's face nonetheless as he kneeled down to give Yugi a brief hug. "Yes, Daddy's home, Yugi. How was your day?"

Standing back, Yugi took his father's hand and led them to the lavish living room where he let his parent sit down on the couch before he pushed himself up to sit on the comfy lap.

"Mommy and I made cookies today! They're really yummy too! Do you want one?" Yugi asked enthusiastically, his amethyst eyes shining brightly.

Ruffling his son's hair with the tired smile still plastered to his face, Yugi's father nodded. "I'd love to have one. You made them of course."

"And Mommy too," Yugi reminded him.

"...Mommy too."

"Oh, honey, you're back from work. How was it today?" a feminine voice asked tiredly from the doorway to the kitchen, smiling at the sight of a father and son.

Yugi beamed. "Hi, Mommy!" He waved excitedly, hopping off his father's lap, going to hug his mother, but suddenly stopped in his tracks as he remembered something else. "And we visited Grandpa today, too! He showed me a game about pirates!"

His father looked between him and his mother, and Yugi blinked in slight wonder. His attention was taken away when his father responded with, "I bet you had a fun time. Maybe you'll be able to spend the night at Grandpa's some time."

Yugi's heart soared. He loved his Grandpa dearly, more than anything in the world. He owned a game shop, and had a bunch of cool and interesting games that Yugi believed that he'd never get tired of. "Do you really think so?" he questioned speedily.

"You bet he does, Yugi," his mother answered for his father. "Now run along upstairs and wash up for dinner, okay?" She flashed a smile at her adorable child, watching as he silently nodded before bouncing up the stairs.

However, as it usually happened, Yugi in his excitement tripped without injury, and in secret, decided to sit on the stairs to listen to his parents that he loved so much. Keeping as silent as possible, he listened, not entirely sure about what his parents were talking about.

"So how was work today?"

"It was fine. The usual."

"Anything interesting happen today?"

"No."

His mother sighed audibly, and Yugi wondered why. "Why do you have to keep using that tone, Shichiro? I'm getting sick of it."

"Just stop. I don't want to have his argument again, I mean it."

"Well I think that you should at least tell me what's wrong. I don't feel comfortable with you keeping all these secrets."

"Who ever said that they were secrets, Masami? You're starting to make this shit up, I swear."

"Don't use that kind of lang-"

"I can use whatever damn language I want in this house, Masami! Now let the issue drop already!"

"Not when Yugi is in this house, you're not using that language. Now please, dear, just tell me what's wrong. You're different lately, and I do not really like it."

Were his Mom and Dad fighting over him? Yugi couldn't be sure, but his interest peaked when he heard his mother say his name. When he realized a while ago that his parents were shouting at each other, Yugi felt a deep, deep uneasy feeling within himself.

Not wanting to hear them anymore, Yugi slowly and quietly made his way back up the stairs to do as he was told and wash up.

The minute he placed a toe into that hospital, Kazuo was on his back with some news. His face held a smile, but he seemed a bit ruffed up. Yami guessed that it wouldn't be that bad.

"Yugi's acting up again, just to warn you," the director said hastily, obviously needing to be elsewhere as he clutched his first time paper filled clipboard to his side near his hip. "If you need any help, you know where the button is if you need to call a nurse or myself in."

Punching the button for the elevator, Yami nodded stoically, letting the words half register into his brain as Kazuo drabbled on about other things that were important. When the elevator doors opened for him, Yami merely replied, "Alright, I get it." And the doors slid close and in no time he was at Yugi's floor.

Walking to the right door, Yami stopped just outside, listening intently to any noise that may be heard from the inside. Giving the door a confused look when he heard nothing out of the ordinary, Yami opened the door to find a tidy room and Yugi nowhere in sight.

He had to spend two days with Yugi while he was in his pirate act, excluding that one city incident though. Yugi hadn't caused too much trouble; he just seemed to be a five year old on pixie-sticks for most of the time, getting louder and softer at unknown times.

Casually walking into the room knowing that Yugi could be pulling a trick, Yami searched for Yugi with a scan of the room. He checked under the bed, behind the dresser, in the very small closet that Yugi couldn't even fit into, and he made sure that the windows were closed.

'The bathroom,' Yami thought after wondering where the other could be after a few moments. Walking towards the exit where the small facility was located, Yami grabbed the door handle and pushed it open...

...only to be pushed onto his back, his head just narrowly missing the wall behind him, with a pirate Yugi over him, a plunger in hand as a make-shift cutlass.

"You be late, matey!" Yugi cried with that authentic pirate lingo that Yami still wasn't used to. Although, Yami wasn't really concentrating on the language like he was on the plunger poking nearer and nearer his face. "It's almost mid-night, and we've got plundering to do!"

Yami could've guessed that it came from the real world relationship they had cautiously formed, but nothing really prepared him for Yugi to crush his lips to his in a rough, sea salty pirate kiss.

They disengaged as soon as Yugi had initiated it, and Yami was suddenly hauled to his feet, glad that Yugi had absentmindedly thrown the plunger back into the tiny bathroom behind him.

Like usual, Yugi was jumping wall to wall in the bedroom while Yami watched. Usually Yami would just sit on the ledge by the window and watch, and he intended to do the same here, but this time, Yugi decided to pull him into his shenanigans.

The pirate had pulled off his white bed sheets, and had gotten a hold of a chair and the broom that were in the room and had put the chair on the bed, and stacked the broom into the chair so that it stood up straight. Yami watched with some amusement as Yugi made a very bad makeshift mast out of the materials he had.

"Come along, scallywag!" Yugi ordered with a quirky smile on his face, "We've got some plundering to do tonight, and I'm thinking about hitting the island of Tortuga this time!"

His hand was grabbed, and Yami was pulled to the bed and was positioned by the bed, Yugi telling him to undo the string to the mast he had just made on his mark.

Yugi had gone to the foot of his bed, supposedly where the wheel would be. He even pretended to be steering the ship. Yami couldn't help but roll his eyes but played along for the time being.

"Ah, a great place to be thieving tonight, don't you think, matey?" Yugi rhetorically asked him. "Just look at this place, all those lights mean riches for us to take for the picking! Now on my mark, we will go with the wind!"

Not even nodding, Yami nevertheless grabbed a hold of the loose string Yugi had bow-tied earlier, and waited for Yugi to give him the signal. When the other shouted 'now!' did Yami pull the string loose, watching as the white sheets flowed down in one fluid movement.

Yugi grinned back at him in appreciation and gave him an unexpected wink that Yami had to think twice about. Was he really...? No, he was just playing the role he wanted to play; pirates were known to have a few...well, he knew.

The smaller teen appeared to stop steering the pretend ship and he came up to Yami so that they were face to face. "This ol' town is too much to try an' weaken by the cannons, so you'll and the rest of the crew'll have to go in and plunder while I wait here, you see?"

Yugi had asked him in the past for plunder, and he had been able to give him a couple coins here and there. Nothing that he'd need later on. Nodding his head curtly, he pretended to get off the ship and enter this town Yugi called Tortuga.

Obviously he had to take some of his sweet time rummaging around like he was looting the town, even though Yugi pretended like he was at the ship and therefore couldn't see how he was lazily walking around the room, pretending to look like he was searching for some riches.

After a while, Yami silently decided to take out some of his pocket change and acted as if he were boarding the ship again. Yugi looked up at him expectantly. "Well? What did you get?" he asked, somehow his words sounding a little...slurred?

Shaking the odd feeling off, Yami held out his hand, showing the eighty-two cents he had to the captain. Yugi's face brightened. "Did you get any rum this time? I know ye all like to drink it for yerselves most the time..."

Yugi had snatched the change, pocketing it into his dark blue jeans. He started to look around for a second or two before suddenly pushing Yami back with his hand against the taller's chest, making odd turns like he was trying to get them into a specific room. Yugi even pretended to shut and lock a door.

This was the part that Yami wasn't sure whether or not he should call awkward. Yugi produced this odd look in his eyes, and made extra sure that they were pressed close together.

"Ye know, mate, you've been doing quite well with the looting lately," Yugi started, and Yami immediately recognized the seducing tone in the other's voice. However, Yami remained silent, curious as to where this would lead.

A hand was placed on his hip lightly, and Yugi pulled them closer yet. "And I'm sure that even Davy Jones would kill for a man of the likes of you...'cause I meself already sold my soul for that."

It sounded ridiculous to yami's ears, and he tried his hardest not to make a snort of amusement in the back of his throat. He did let his hands make their line of attack to Yugi's hips though.

Yugi obviously had been influenced by their relationship in the real world to be acting this way now. He had never acted in such a way before. And as a surprise to Yami, he found that despite the cheesiness of the pirate lines, he was actually enjoying it.

The purple-eyed teen's expression changed from smug to want to lust and back to smug. "After all, I am captain of this vessel...and I can get whatever I want..."

And he did get whatever he wanted as a captain. With one jerk of his hands, Yami was rapidly brought down into another, but longer kiss like before. Yami was surprised at the possessiveness this pirate form of Yugi had. The other's tongue was in his mouth before he could even seem to register the action.

Yugi's arms, too, wrapped around his waist, bringing their hips and chests together, their body heat mingling deliciously. Yami couldn't help but have his eyes widen a fraction when he felt Yugi nip at his bottom lip with his teeth before pulling back, his face flushed.

"In fear of the crew hearin' rumors, let it be best that this tale stays secret," Yugi said in a reminding tone to him, his words coming out unevenly. His fingers unconsciously hooked into his pants belt loops, dragging him forward for another kiss.

Yami knew that he'd have to stop Yugi if the other had any special plans for him...he wouldn't actually do anything like that. Especially in a hospital. Yes, he would do other more harmful things, but nothing so stupid such as that. His eyes distractedly searched out for a camera hidden in one of the ceiling's corners, his mind easing up when he spotted none.

He thought for a moment on Ushio, and he was positive that everyone would definitely know by tomorrow after what took place after classes today. It was inevitable.

But for now, who was he to deny any action like this, especially from a captain?

A/N: Yeah...a plunger-cutlass has been formulated by me going over twenty-eight hours of no sleep...haha, so funny. Anyway, while I laugh at my lame musings to myself, I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, and please review!!