Entry Ten
"Yami, wake up!" I shouted in his ear.
Yami did not even stir.
I groaned in exasperation and rushed to the kitchen and filled a cup of water then went back inside the room and dumped in Yami's face.
His eyes snapped open and he bolted up yelping, then snapped his eyes on me.
"What did you do that for?" he mumbled grumpily, rubbing his eyes.
"Well, if you haven't noticed, its our first day of school."
"Oh, first day of...oh shit!" Yami shouted, scrambling out of bed. "Crap! How much time do I have?"
"One hour."
"Shit...wait...did you say one hour?"
"Yes."
He gave me a blunt look before slipping back into bed.
"Then wake me in thirty minutes."
"Then that means you don't get breakfast."
"I don't care."
"Sheesh, you act like such a little kid when its time to wake you up. I really feel for Seto now," I said, glaring down at his now sleeping form. "Grrrrr."
"Hey, something wrong Yugi?" Reioko asked as he popped his head into the room.
"Oh nothing, Yami just doesn't want to get out of bed."
"You need any help?"
I didn't know why, but when he said that; I felt a chill down my spine.
"Nah, we'll let him sleep and then laugh our ass's off when he rushes around the room looking for his socks."
"Ha, ha," Yami mummbled, pulling the sheets over his head.
"Awe," I scowled at him, before turning towards Reioko. "Well since lazy butt won't get up, how about I cook some breakfast?"
"Great, I'm starved!" he said happily and I started towards the kitchen, heating up the grill for pancakes.
(Before I go on, quick update. Summer vacation is over, I learned a lot of Egyptian, fluent, and we are both pretty good friends with Reioko. Okay time to continue.)
As I mixed the batter I heard Reioko shuffle behind me.
"Hey, Yugi?"
"Hm?"
"Can I have a kiss?"
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Just one," Reioko begged.
I sighed, and turned.
"Alright just one kiss."
Reioko beamed with a big smile, when suddenly Yami burst out of the room, panting as he stared at us, just as Reioko unwrapped his chocolate kiss.
"Thanks Yugi!" he said as he popped it into his mouth.
"This is the last time, chocolates bad for you in the morning. Hey, Yami are you alright?" I asked looking at him.
He stared a couple of more moments, before he blushed.
"Eh, nothing, sorry, your cooking smelled so good my stomach wouldn't let me sleep," he joked, before rushing back inside the room, slamming the door.
"Yami?"
"Maybe he thought you were going to kiss me," Reioko suggested, sucking on the piece of candy. "Can I have a real one?"
I gave him a look and threw a spoon at him, before flipping the pancake over onto the plate.
There was a grand total of five pancakes before I slid them onto the table and Reioko dug in, smuthering his pieces with surup and butter.
"You going to have any?"
"Nah, I already ate," I declined, "Yami, get your butt in here!"
The door slowly opened and Yami rushed towards the table and collected his pancake and chewed, not looking at either of us.
"You okay?" I asked with concern.
He nodded and continued to eat, till Reioko got up, stretching and placing his plate into the sink.
"That was great, but I need to get going. Bye!" he said and hurried out of the room, the door slamming behind him.
"Hmmm, I think we better hurry too. There's going to be an assembly at 9:45. We have at least...Yami?" I asked as he slid his chair back and came to my side, hugging me tightly.
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry? For what?"
"...Well...I thought you were really going to kiss him and I freaked. But I shouldn't have, I should have..."
"Trusted me? Well...I'll have to admit, I'd do the same thing. Oh, don't give me such a face. I'm not mad. I actually think it's kind of funny."
"But..."
"Ah, ah, ah. Now go take a shower and get dressed, we leave in an hour and thirty minutes."
"Are you sure you're a guy?" Yami asked his arms wrapped around my chest. "Because you act just like my cousin, whose a _girl_."
"Why you little..." I spluttered and tackled him to the ground, him laughing.
"Ah come on love, I didn't mean it," Yami said innocently, but I gave him no mercy.
I tickled him till tears were running down his cheeks.
~*~
"So, this is our room?" I asked, staring at the numbers of Egyptian, and the writing.
"Uh huh. You want to go in first?"
"No, you can."
"Sure?"
"Yes, because if someone decides to throw a spit ball I can hide behind you," I said innocently, and Yami bopped me on the head.
"Thanks," he muttered sarcastically and opened the door stepping in.
I took a deep breath before following him, and stepped inside to see a classroom filled with...well...Egyptians.
It didn't seem the teacher was here yet, and that was just fine with me, because that meant more free time for me.
Suddenly, I heard a gasp, and before I knew what was happening, arms flew around my waste, and a girl was hugging me tightly, almost bouncing up and down with joy.
"It's you, it's you! It's really you!" she shouted happily.
"Um...yeah its me...but who are you?" I asked politely, though I was scared to death for the sudden action.
"Oh, you dont' know me?" she asked, her pretty dark brown eyes blinking up at me.
I couldn't really help but blush.
She was a pretty young woman, a little taller then me, with fair dark skin, and long black hair that cascaded down her back, her face thin with high cheek bones.
"I...I...I don't see how I could. I mean...I just transfered here..." I spluttered, afraid I'd make her cry, but instead, she only hugged me even more tightly.
"That's alright, we'll get to know each other," she replied optimistically.
"Uh..."
"ERHEM!" came a sudden clear of the throat, that caused my heart to jump and I looked up to see Yami glaring daggers at her. "I'm sorry to intrude, but _we_ need to find our seats..."
"Sorry, sorry," she interupted, waving Yami off. "What's your name?"
"Yugi, Yugi Mutou."
"Yugi? That's a funny name, but it's cute! My name's Nefer Parra."
"Pretty," I commented, though it did sound strange.
Nefer beamed.
"Shit! What the hell are you doing here!" Yami suddenly shouted, and I looked up to see Bakura!
He was standing up, face to face with Yami, glare to glare.
"What the fuck to you mean what am I doing here, what are you doing here!?" Bakura shouted back.
"I'm here because I lived here! What the hell are you doing here and why the hell are you here!" he shouted pointing at Malik, the crazy guy who tried to kill me.
"I do live here you know," Malik replied, not really looking at him.
"Well...I can understand that, but why do you have to be in my class!?"
"Ah, stop your bitching. I'm not going to kill your _koi_. I have mine and that's all that matters to me."
"Marik's here?" Yami asked, his mood changing and I felt a pang of jeolousy.
I mean, he did kiss Marik in front of me when we were angry with each other.
"If you must know yes, but I guess he's running late today."
The door opened and right in the door way was the person I thought I was never going to see again.
"Ryou!" I shouted.
His soft brown eyes looked up and once they met mine, his face broke out into a big smile, and waved.
"Hey Yugi, I thought I wouldn't be seeing you again!" he said coming towards me.
"I know same with me," I replied, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Now we can goof off like we used too, huh?"
"And since we're adults, we can really get into trouble!"
We both laughed, till Bakura butted in, wiping my hand of Ryou's shoulder and placing his arms around his neck, pulling him towards him.
No words were needed for his message to me.
"I better go find my seat before your koi decides to pummel me for talking to you," I teased and scurried off towards Yami, who was sitting as far away as possible to where Malik and Bakura were sitting.
"Hey," I greeted, sitting beside him.
"Thought you'd never join me," he teased.
"Oh, you know I wouldn't abandon you, koi," I replied.
Before he could reply, the door burst open and there was a panting Marik.
He glanced behind him before rushing towards the seats.
"Teacher coming!" he shouted and to my surprise, everyone rushed towards a seat, and sat, Nefer grabbing one beside me, smiling.
Just as the last student sat, the door opened and my new teacher stepped in.
"Greetings class," he said, fixing his glasses. "I am Mr. Mahado."
My mouth dropped, and I slowly ducked down, hoping he wouldn't see me, but it didn't seem to likely.
"Ah, I actually see some familiar faces. One from Japan I believe," he said witha smile, brushing his purple hair from his shoulders.
"Yo, Mr. M, where have you been!" called out one of the boys.
"In Japan. I've been working as a physicrist with my assistant."
"You mean the blonde babe!"
"Where is she!?"
"Now calm down class," Mr. Mahado said firmly, and everyone went quiet. "Thank you. Now, I see we have some foreign students. Would you like to introduce yourselves? Mr. Bakura and Mr. Mutou?"
Ryou slowly stood, up and I smiled as I saw Bakura squeeze his hand gently under the table.
'Sweet.'
"Um...I'm Ryou Bakura from America. I'm seventeen years old, and going to be currently living here in Kairo," Ryou explained then sat down, relief all over his face.
"Mr. Mutou?"
I nervously rose up from my seat and tried to avoid all the stares from the people, though it was a bit hard.
"Uh...um...I'm Yugi Mutou from Japan," I mummbled, then sat down, my face hot from embarrassment.
"Thank you," Mr. Mahado said with a nod. "Now, to start out for you college year, I would like to explain that here in Cairo, you shall have to work hard to earn your degrees, and be a vigil worker. Understand?"
Everyone nodded.
"Good, now shall we begin?"
~*~
"Whhhhhhaaaaaa!!!" I shouted staring at all the books and homework assignments. "I never knew homwork was going to be this much on the first day."
Yami chuckled, as he packed away his last book and zipped his bag up, sliding it on his shoulder.
"Well, what do you expect from college. It's not exactly an easy trial."
"I know, I know," I mummbled, and Yami pressed his lips against my cheek.
"But we'll tackle it together," he whispered in my ear and I smiled.
Suddenly, the door opened and Mr. Mahado stepped into the now empty classroom and smiled at both of us.
"Well, long time no see, Yami," he said with a smile, and Yami smiled back.
"Hey Mahado."
I blinked, from one person to the other.
"Do...you two know each other."
"Actually we do Yugi," he replied with a smile. "And its nice to see you again too. You never dropped by again so I didn't get to see if your probelm was worked out. Was it?"
"Uh huh..." I replied, embarrassed to have it discussed in front of Yami.
Now Yami looked confused.
"Okay, back up. How do you two know each other?" he asked.
"And how do you two know each other?" I asked back.
"Well, aibou, Mahado is my godfather," Yami explained. "He is a very close family friend."
"Oh," was all I could reply.
"Now, how do _you_ two meet up?" Yami asked me with a raised eye brow and a smirk playing on his lips.
My cheeks heated.
"Um...well...Mahado-sama was my physiatrist."
"Ohhhhh, what did you talk about?" he asked with a grin, and I snorted.
"Like I'm going to tell you, you lug."
"Yami, what's been going on in Japan?" Mahado asked, and Yami's eyes lit up in excitment.
"Is the door locked?"
"It has the please knock sign," Mr. Mahado answered and sat on his desk, waiting for his God son to start telling him about Japan.
"It was great living there! I got to see more of Seto and Mokuba, and then I made all these friends at Domino High!" Yami explained with excitment.
"Wonderful!"
"But that's only the second best."
"Then what's the first?"
Yami smiled.
"The best part was that I made a special friend. A very special friend, who decided to date me a bit, and then became mine," he explained smuggly, and Mr. Mahado's eyes widened.
"Really? And whose the lucky guy?"
My eyebrows shot up.
Mr. Mahado knew it was a guy, did he know that Yami was homosexal?
"Right here," Yami replied and pulled me into his arms, nuzzling my hair. "Cute huh?"
Mr. Mahado laughed.
"Yes, indeed. I'm glad you found someone, Yami, but isn't proposing a little too soon? I mean, how do you know you two won't break up, not that I'm saying you will."
Yami only snorted.
"I'd rather die then break up with this little one. I porposed, Mahado, because he is the one for me. He is my aibou, my koi, and besides. He has something of mine and I don't want it back," Yami explained steering me towards the door.
"And what would that be?" Mr. Mahado asked with a smile, knowing the answer already.
Yami turned his head to look at him and smiled.
"My heart."
~*~
I was bored. Very bored.
It was 4:34 all the assignments due tomorrow as done, and Reioko was still gone, and Yami just _had_ to go looking for a job.
Nefer had asked if I wanted to go out, but I declined politely, knowing Yami wouldn't be too happy and said maybe later in the week.
I lay upon the coach, glaring at the ceiling, playing back the conversation we had.
~"What, a job already?" I had shouted in surprise. "But why know? You can wait a couple of weeks."
"No Yugi. I need the job now. We do need money you know."
"But can't you wait a couple of weeks, days!" I pratically begged, but he shook his head.
"No, because we need money. Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I can, okay," he said, kissing me.
"Alright," I replied grudgingly.~
"Arg, why now? Why not tomorrow?" I asked the ceiling, and my glare deepened. "Oh what do you know? You're just a ceiling!"
"No, I believe I'm human," came Reioko's voice and I shot up from the couch to see him in the door way. "You here all by yourself?"
"Uh huh."
"That's not very fun," he murmured, then smiled. "how about I take you to a great caf'e!"
"Um...why not. I'm bored and Yami's gone, and I don't want to lay here and talk to inanimate objects!" I said and hopped off the couch, and went out the door with Reioko.
The caf'e turned out to only be a couple of blocks away into the city, and it wasn't even that crowded.
Reioko pushed open the door and I went in, looking around at the place.
It was small, but comfortable, with seats against big glass windows so you could watch people passing by, and many of the people were college students.
"You go ahead and find a place to sit and order, I'll catch up with you later," he said and I nodded, finding a nice seat beside the huge class wall with the name of the Caf'e printed on the outside, and pulled up the menu, my face completely hidden in it.
It seemed I only went down the first list when I heard someone walk up towards the table.
"Can I take your order?"
I was about to reply atomatically, but then the voice registered in my head and I looked up to see Yami!
Of course, he didn't see me because he was staring at his pad, the pencil poised to scribble onto the paper.
A laugh escaped my lips at his uniform.
He wore an long blue apron with a white dress shirt tucked into black pants with a red bow tie with a pin saying 'Yami.'
"Yeah, hot chocolate, extra whip cream."
I watched as Yami started scribbling it down, when the pencil stopped and his eyes finally looked up to see who was sitting there, and his cheeks turned the reddest I've ever seen them turn.
"Y...Y...Yugi!" he shouted in surprise. "I didn't reconize you with your head covered by the menu!"
I laughed.
"And I didn't even know it was you till you spoke," I said, still staring at his uniform.
"I know, I know, its dorky, but there was an opening and they paid ten dollers a day, and I get to keep the tip."
"No, no, the outfits fine. Makes you look like a gentleman."
Yami grinned.
"So, you here by yourself?" he asked.
"No, Reioko told me to go ahead and grab a booth."
"Oh," he said, a bit of...some kind of emotion in his voice, and I realized what I had done.
"No, no, its not like that Yami. I was bored and he offered to take me to the caf'e..."
"Hey Yugi!" Reioko suddenly called, and slipped in across from me. "Oh Yami! What a surprise, I didn't know you worked here."
"Yeah," Yami muttered. "Can I take your order too?"
"Coffee, black, cream and suger."
"Be right back," Yami said and strode towards the kitchen.
He didn't look happy when he left.
"Oh dear."
"So, Yugi, how do you like Cario, so far?" Reioko asked, smiling at me.
"Fine."
"Good. Hey...did you know that when the sun light is just right, you look like an angel?"
I blushed, but a smile did twitch onto my lips.
"Oh, your just kidding with me you big bully."
"No really. You look like an angel, a beautiful little angel," he whispered, his hand sliding into mine.
Before I could react, a tray slammed onto the table top and we both looked up to see Yami.
He wasn't looking at either of us, and had a cold bland look on his face.
Without a word, he slid the hot choclate and the coffee towards us, picked up the tray and left.
'Yami?'
My hand jerked away from Reioko's and I clutched it, staring at him with frightened eyes.
"Sorry, didn't mean to frighten you," he said with an apologetic smile and sipped his coffee.
"I...it's alright," I murmured stirring the whip cream with the chocolate.
We were silent the rest of the time and my eyes would always advert towards Yami, who was taking someone's order, hoping he would make some kind of eye contact with me, but it was useless.
He wouldn't.
Tears start forming in my eyes, and I quickly tried wiping them away, but they were to fast for me.
'Yami hates me. Yami hates me,' was the thought that came over and over into my head, and that made me cry even more.
Suddenly, arms wrapped around me and I my eyes snapped open, hoping it was Yami, but it was Reioko!
In panic, I wrentched myself away, but he still held onto me.
"It's alright, you don't need to cry," I heard him whisper in my ear.
But I felt more scared then soothed.
"Can we go, please?" I whispered and he released me, and nodded.
I shakily pulled out my wallet, but Reioko already placed ten dollers plus five onto the table, and waited for me as I slid out of the booth, and both of us left.
As we walked outside, Reioko looked at me with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you," he said, but I shook my head.
"No, it wasn't you, it was me," I replied sadly.
'It's my fault,' I thought bitterly. 'All my fault.'
~*~
I waited till Yami came back, and it wasn't till 9:00 P.M that he came through the front door.
By then, Reioko was sound asleep in his room and the whole apartment was dark, since I didn't feel like turning on the lights.
Yami groaned as he placed his bag down and stretched, yawning.
I was a bit heisitant at first but then worked up enough courage to slid off the couch and slowly approach him, looking up at him with scared eyes.
He looked at me, his eyes filled with so many emotions and his face bland.
"Um...I thought you may want some coffee," I said quietly, clutching the mug tightly.
"I had some at work."
His words cut me like a knife, and I tired my hardest not to wince.
"Heh, never thought of that, stupid of me," I said quietly. "I'll just drink it myself, you go off to bed..."
"You're not my mother," he snapped. "Don't tell me what to do."
This time I couldn't help but wince, and trembled.
I was frightened. Very frightened.
"I'm sorry. I...I won't bother you anymore," I whispered and slowly walked towards the coffee maker and poured a little more into the cup and stirred it with a lot of suger and cream.
With a deep breath I forced it down my throat, the nasty taste lingering on my tongue.
Once I gulped it all down, I placed the cup into the sink and washed it out, then turned to feel lips meeting mine.
My eyes widened, and I tensed, but then relaxed, and wrapped my arms around Yami's neck, pulling him closer to me.
Once we parted, he rested his head onto my shoulder, his arms around me tightly.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you, it's not you I'm mad at."
"Yami, Reioko was only trying to entertain me."
"By hitting on you?" he growled, his grip tightening.
"No, no, not like that. I didn't know he was going to do _that_...."
Yami sighed, and pulled away from me.
"Let's just forget about it and get some sleep."
"But...homework..."
"I finished during my break at work."
"Oh."
He took my hand and led me towards our room, locking the door behind us, and we changed, decided to brush our teeth in the morning and slid into bed.
Yami snuggled close to me, his head resting on mine, his arms around my waist.
"Yugi."
"Mmm?" I replied sleepily.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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Mijikai: I'm rrrrreeeeeaaaaallllllly sorry for the three week wait! I was busy and bad writers block. But I'm going to think extra hard for the next chapter so I can get it out sooner. I hope you found this one entertaining. Please excuse the spelling and mechanical errors.
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"Yami, wake up!" I shouted in his ear.
Yami did not even stir.
I groaned in exasperation and rushed to the kitchen and filled a cup of water then went back inside the room and dumped in Yami's face.
His eyes snapped open and he bolted up yelping, then snapped his eyes on me.
"What did you do that for?" he mumbled grumpily, rubbing his eyes.
"Well, if you haven't noticed, its our first day of school."
"Oh, first day of...oh shit!" Yami shouted, scrambling out of bed. "Crap! How much time do I have?"
"One hour."
"Shit...wait...did you say one hour?"
"Yes."
He gave me a blunt look before slipping back into bed.
"Then wake me in thirty minutes."
"Then that means you don't get breakfast."
"I don't care."
"Sheesh, you act like such a little kid when its time to wake you up. I really feel for Seto now," I said, glaring down at his now sleeping form. "Grrrrr."
"Hey, something wrong Yugi?" Reioko asked as he popped his head into the room.
"Oh nothing, Yami just doesn't want to get out of bed."
"You need any help?"
I didn't know why, but when he said that; I felt a chill down my spine.
"Nah, we'll let him sleep and then laugh our ass's off when he rushes around the room looking for his socks."
"Ha, ha," Yami mummbled, pulling the sheets over his head.
"Awe," I scowled at him, before turning towards Reioko. "Well since lazy butt won't get up, how about I cook some breakfast?"
"Great, I'm starved!" he said happily and I started towards the kitchen, heating up the grill for pancakes.
(Before I go on, quick update. Summer vacation is over, I learned a lot of Egyptian, fluent, and we are both pretty good friends with Reioko. Okay time to continue.)
As I mixed the batter I heard Reioko shuffle behind me.
"Hey, Yugi?"
"Hm?"
"Can I have a kiss?"
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"Just one," Reioko begged.
I sighed, and turned.
"Alright just one kiss."
Reioko beamed with a big smile, when suddenly Yami burst out of the room, panting as he stared at us, just as Reioko unwrapped his chocolate kiss.
"Thanks Yugi!" he said as he popped it into his mouth.
"This is the last time, chocolates bad for you in the morning. Hey, Yami are you alright?" I asked looking at him.
He stared a couple of more moments, before he blushed.
"Eh, nothing, sorry, your cooking smelled so good my stomach wouldn't let me sleep," he joked, before rushing back inside the room, slamming the door.
"Yami?"
"Maybe he thought you were going to kiss me," Reioko suggested, sucking on the piece of candy. "Can I have a real one?"
I gave him a look and threw a spoon at him, before flipping the pancake over onto the plate.
There was a grand total of five pancakes before I slid them onto the table and Reioko dug in, smuthering his pieces with surup and butter.
"You going to have any?"
"Nah, I already ate," I declined, "Yami, get your butt in here!"
The door slowly opened and Yami rushed towards the table and collected his pancake and chewed, not looking at either of us.
"You okay?" I asked with concern.
He nodded and continued to eat, till Reioko got up, stretching and placing his plate into the sink.
"That was great, but I need to get going. Bye!" he said and hurried out of the room, the door slamming behind him.
"Hmmm, I think we better hurry too. There's going to be an assembly at 9:45. We have at least...Yami?" I asked as he slid his chair back and came to my side, hugging me tightly.
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry? For what?"
"...Well...I thought you were really going to kiss him and I freaked. But I shouldn't have, I should have..."
"Trusted me? Well...I'll have to admit, I'd do the same thing. Oh, don't give me such a face. I'm not mad. I actually think it's kind of funny."
"But..."
"Ah, ah, ah. Now go take a shower and get dressed, we leave in an hour and thirty minutes."
"Are you sure you're a guy?" Yami asked his arms wrapped around my chest. "Because you act just like my cousin, whose a _girl_."
"Why you little..." I spluttered and tackled him to the ground, him laughing.
"Ah come on love, I didn't mean it," Yami said innocently, but I gave him no mercy.
I tickled him till tears were running down his cheeks.
~*~
"So, this is our room?" I asked, staring at the numbers of Egyptian, and the writing.
"Uh huh. You want to go in first?"
"No, you can."
"Sure?"
"Yes, because if someone decides to throw a spit ball I can hide behind you," I said innocently, and Yami bopped me on the head.
"Thanks," he muttered sarcastically and opened the door stepping in.
I took a deep breath before following him, and stepped inside to see a classroom filled with...well...Egyptians.
It didn't seem the teacher was here yet, and that was just fine with me, because that meant more free time for me.
Suddenly, I heard a gasp, and before I knew what was happening, arms flew around my waste, and a girl was hugging me tightly, almost bouncing up and down with joy.
"It's you, it's you! It's really you!" she shouted happily.
"Um...yeah its me...but who are you?" I asked politely, though I was scared to death for the sudden action.
"Oh, you dont' know me?" she asked, her pretty dark brown eyes blinking up at me.
I couldn't really help but blush.
She was a pretty young woman, a little taller then me, with fair dark skin, and long black hair that cascaded down her back, her face thin with high cheek bones.
"I...I...I don't see how I could. I mean...I just transfered here..." I spluttered, afraid I'd make her cry, but instead, she only hugged me even more tightly.
"That's alright, we'll get to know each other," she replied optimistically.
"Uh..."
"ERHEM!" came a sudden clear of the throat, that caused my heart to jump and I looked up to see Yami glaring daggers at her. "I'm sorry to intrude, but _we_ need to find our seats..."
"Sorry, sorry," she interupted, waving Yami off. "What's your name?"
"Yugi, Yugi Mutou."
"Yugi? That's a funny name, but it's cute! My name's Nefer Parra."
"Pretty," I commented, though it did sound strange.
Nefer beamed.
"Shit! What the hell are you doing here!" Yami suddenly shouted, and I looked up to see Bakura!
He was standing up, face to face with Yami, glare to glare.
"What the fuck to you mean what am I doing here, what are you doing here!?" Bakura shouted back.
"I'm here because I lived here! What the hell are you doing here and why the hell are you here!" he shouted pointing at Malik, the crazy guy who tried to kill me.
"I do live here you know," Malik replied, not really looking at him.
"Well...I can understand that, but why do you have to be in my class!?"
"Ah, stop your bitching. I'm not going to kill your _koi_. I have mine and that's all that matters to me."
"Marik's here?" Yami asked, his mood changing and I felt a pang of jeolousy.
I mean, he did kiss Marik in front of me when we were angry with each other.
"If you must know yes, but I guess he's running late today."
The door opened and right in the door way was the person I thought I was never going to see again.
"Ryou!" I shouted.
His soft brown eyes looked up and once they met mine, his face broke out into a big smile, and waved.
"Hey Yugi, I thought I wouldn't be seeing you again!" he said coming towards me.
"I know same with me," I replied, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Now we can goof off like we used too, huh?"
"And since we're adults, we can really get into trouble!"
We both laughed, till Bakura butted in, wiping my hand of Ryou's shoulder and placing his arms around his neck, pulling him towards him.
No words were needed for his message to me.
"I better go find my seat before your koi decides to pummel me for talking to you," I teased and scurried off towards Yami, who was sitting as far away as possible to where Malik and Bakura were sitting.
"Hey," I greeted, sitting beside him.
"Thought you'd never join me," he teased.
"Oh, you know I wouldn't abandon you, koi," I replied.
Before he could reply, the door burst open and there was a panting Marik.
He glanced behind him before rushing towards the seats.
"Teacher coming!" he shouted and to my surprise, everyone rushed towards a seat, and sat, Nefer grabbing one beside me, smiling.
Just as the last student sat, the door opened and my new teacher stepped in.
"Greetings class," he said, fixing his glasses. "I am Mr. Mahado."
My mouth dropped, and I slowly ducked down, hoping he wouldn't see me, but it didn't seem to likely.
"Ah, I actually see some familiar faces. One from Japan I believe," he said witha smile, brushing his purple hair from his shoulders.
"Yo, Mr. M, where have you been!" called out one of the boys.
"In Japan. I've been working as a physicrist with my assistant."
"You mean the blonde babe!"
"Where is she!?"
"Now calm down class," Mr. Mahado said firmly, and everyone went quiet. "Thank you. Now, I see we have some foreign students. Would you like to introduce yourselves? Mr. Bakura and Mr. Mutou?"
Ryou slowly stood, up and I smiled as I saw Bakura squeeze his hand gently under the table.
'Sweet.'
"Um...I'm Ryou Bakura from America. I'm seventeen years old, and going to be currently living here in Kairo," Ryou explained then sat down, relief all over his face.
"Mr. Mutou?"
I nervously rose up from my seat and tried to avoid all the stares from the people, though it was a bit hard.
"Uh...um...I'm Yugi Mutou from Japan," I mummbled, then sat down, my face hot from embarrassment.
"Thank you," Mr. Mahado said with a nod. "Now, to start out for you college year, I would like to explain that here in Cairo, you shall have to work hard to earn your degrees, and be a vigil worker. Understand?"
Everyone nodded.
"Good, now shall we begin?"
~*~
"Whhhhhhaaaaaa!!!" I shouted staring at all the books and homework assignments. "I never knew homwork was going to be this much on the first day."
Yami chuckled, as he packed away his last book and zipped his bag up, sliding it on his shoulder.
"Well, what do you expect from college. It's not exactly an easy trial."
"I know, I know," I mummbled, and Yami pressed his lips against my cheek.
"But we'll tackle it together," he whispered in my ear and I smiled.
Suddenly, the door opened and Mr. Mahado stepped into the now empty classroom and smiled at both of us.
"Well, long time no see, Yami," he said with a smile, and Yami smiled back.
"Hey Mahado."
I blinked, from one person to the other.
"Do...you two know each other."
"Actually we do Yugi," he replied with a smile. "And its nice to see you again too. You never dropped by again so I didn't get to see if your probelm was worked out. Was it?"
"Uh huh..." I replied, embarrassed to have it discussed in front of Yami.
Now Yami looked confused.
"Okay, back up. How do you two know each other?" he asked.
"And how do you two know each other?" I asked back.
"Well, aibou, Mahado is my godfather," Yami explained. "He is a very close family friend."
"Oh," was all I could reply.
"Now, how do _you_ two meet up?" Yami asked me with a raised eye brow and a smirk playing on his lips.
My cheeks heated.
"Um...well...Mahado-sama was my physiatrist."
"Ohhhhh, what did you talk about?" he asked with a grin, and I snorted.
"Like I'm going to tell you, you lug."
"Yami, what's been going on in Japan?" Mahado asked, and Yami's eyes lit up in excitment.
"Is the door locked?"
"It has the please knock sign," Mr. Mahado answered and sat on his desk, waiting for his God son to start telling him about Japan.
"It was great living there! I got to see more of Seto and Mokuba, and then I made all these friends at Domino High!" Yami explained with excitment.
"Wonderful!"
"But that's only the second best."
"Then what's the first?"
Yami smiled.
"The best part was that I made a special friend. A very special friend, who decided to date me a bit, and then became mine," he explained smuggly, and Mr. Mahado's eyes widened.
"Really? And whose the lucky guy?"
My eyebrows shot up.
Mr. Mahado knew it was a guy, did he know that Yami was homosexal?
"Right here," Yami replied and pulled me into his arms, nuzzling my hair. "Cute huh?"
Mr. Mahado laughed.
"Yes, indeed. I'm glad you found someone, Yami, but isn't proposing a little too soon? I mean, how do you know you two won't break up, not that I'm saying you will."
Yami only snorted.
"I'd rather die then break up with this little one. I porposed, Mahado, because he is the one for me. He is my aibou, my koi, and besides. He has something of mine and I don't want it back," Yami explained steering me towards the door.
"And what would that be?" Mr. Mahado asked with a smile, knowing the answer already.
Yami turned his head to look at him and smiled.
"My heart."
~*~
I was bored. Very bored.
It was 4:34 all the assignments due tomorrow as done, and Reioko was still gone, and Yami just _had_ to go looking for a job.
Nefer had asked if I wanted to go out, but I declined politely, knowing Yami wouldn't be too happy and said maybe later in the week.
I lay upon the coach, glaring at the ceiling, playing back the conversation we had.
~"What, a job already?" I had shouted in surprise. "But why know? You can wait a couple of weeks."
"No Yugi. I need the job now. We do need money you know."
"But can't you wait a couple of weeks, days!" I pratically begged, but he shook his head.
"No, because we need money. Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I can, okay," he said, kissing me.
"Alright," I replied grudgingly.~
"Arg, why now? Why not tomorrow?" I asked the ceiling, and my glare deepened. "Oh what do you know? You're just a ceiling!"
"No, I believe I'm human," came Reioko's voice and I shot up from the couch to see him in the door way. "You here all by yourself?"
"Uh huh."
"That's not very fun," he murmured, then smiled. "how about I take you to a great caf'e!"
"Um...why not. I'm bored and Yami's gone, and I don't want to lay here and talk to inanimate objects!" I said and hopped off the couch, and went out the door with Reioko.
The caf'e turned out to only be a couple of blocks away into the city, and it wasn't even that crowded.
Reioko pushed open the door and I went in, looking around at the place.
It was small, but comfortable, with seats against big glass windows so you could watch people passing by, and many of the people were college students.
"You go ahead and find a place to sit and order, I'll catch up with you later," he said and I nodded, finding a nice seat beside the huge class wall with the name of the Caf'e printed on the outside, and pulled up the menu, my face completely hidden in it.
It seemed I only went down the first list when I heard someone walk up towards the table.
"Can I take your order?"
I was about to reply atomatically, but then the voice registered in my head and I looked up to see Yami!
Of course, he didn't see me because he was staring at his pad, the pencil poised to scribble onto the paper.
A laugh escaped my lips at his uniform.
He wore an long blue apron with a white dress shirt tucked into black pants with a red bow tie with a pin saying 'Yami.'
"Yeah, hot chocolate, extra whip cream."
I watched as Yami started scribbling it down, when the pencil stopped and his eyes finally looked up to see who was sitting there, and his cheeks turned the reddest I've ever seen them turn.
"Y...Y...Yugi!" he shouted in surprise. "I didn't reconize you with your head covered by the menu!"
I laughed.
"And I didn't even know it was you till you spoke," I said, still staring at his uniform.
"I know, I know, its dorky, but there was an opening and they paid ten dollers a day, and I get to keep the tip."
"No, no, the outfits fine. Makes you look like a gentleman."
Yami grinned.
"So, you here by yourself?" he asked.
"No, Reioko told me to go ahead and grab a booth."
"Oh," he said, a bit of...some kind of emotion in his voice, and I realized what I had done.
"No, no, its not like that Yami. I was bored and he offered to take me to the caf'e..."
"Hey Yugi!" Reioko suddenly called, and slipped in across from me. "Oh Yami! What a surprise, I didn't know you worked here."
"Yeah," Yami muttered. "Can I take your order too?"
"Coffee, black, cream and suger."
"Be right back," Yami said and strode towards the kitchen.
He didn't look happy when he left.
"Oh dear."
"So, Yugi, how do you like Cario, so far?" Reioko asked, smiling at me.
"Fine."
"Good. Hey...did you know that when the sun light is just right, you look like an angel?"
I blushed, but a smile did twitch onto my lips.
"Oh, your just kidding with me you big bully."
"No really. You look like an angel, a beautiful little angel," he whispered, his hand sliding into mine.
Before I could react, a tray slammed onto the table top and we both looked up to see Yami.
He wasn't looking at either of us, and had a cold bland look on his face.
Without a word, he slid the hot choclate and the coffee towards us, picked up the tray and left.
'Yami?'
My hand jerked away from Reioko's and I clutched it, staring at him with frightened eyes.
"Sorry, didn't mean to frighten you," he said with an apologetic smile and sipped his coffee.
"I...it's alright," I murmured stirring the whip cream with the chocolate.
We were silent the rest of the time and my eyes would always advert towards Yami, who was taking someone's order, hoping he would make some kind of eye contact with me, but it was useless.
He wouldn't.
Tears start forming in my eyes, and I quickly tried wiping them away, but they were to fast for me.
'Yami hates me. Yami hates me,' was the thought that came over and over into my head, and that made me cry even more.
Suddenly, arms wrapped around me and I my eyes snapped open, hoping it was Yami, but it was Reioko!
In panic, I wrentched myself away, but he still held onto me.
"It's alright, you don't need to cry," I heard him whisper in my ear.
But I felt more scared then soothed.
"Can we go, please?" I whispered and he released me, and nodded.
I shakily pulled out my wallet, but Reioko already placed ten dollers plus five onto the table, and waited for me as I slid out of the booth, and both of us left.
As we walked outside, Reioko looked at me with sad eyes.
"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you," he said, but I shook my head.
"No, it wasn't you, it was me," I replied sadly.
'It's my fault,' I thought bitterly. 'All my fault.'
~*~
I waited till Yami came back, and it wasn't till 9:00 P.M that he came through the front door.
By then, Reioko was sound asleep in his room and the whole apartment was dark, since I didn't feel like turning on the lights.
Yami groaned as he placed his bag down and stretched, yawning.
I was a bit heisitant at first but then worked up enough courage to slid off the couch and slowly approach him, looking up at him with scared eyes.
He looked at me, his eyes filled with so many emotions and his face bland.
"Um...I thought you may want some coffee," I said quietly, clutching the mug tightly.
"I had some at work."
His words cut me like a knife, and I tired my hardest not to wince.
"Heh, never thought of that, stupid of me," I said quietly. "I'll just drink it myself, you go off to bed..."
"You're not my mother," he snapped. "Don't tell me what to do."
This time I couldn't help but wince, and trembled.
I was frightened. Very frightened.
"I'm sorry. I...I won't bother you anymore," I whispered and slowly walked towards the coffee maker and poured a little more into the cup and stirred it with a lot of suger and cream.
With a deep breath I forced it down my throat, the nasty taste lingering on my tongue.
Once I gulped it all down, I placed the cup into the sink and washed it out, then turned to feel lips meeting mine.
My eyes widened, and I tensed, but then relaxed, and wrapped my arms around Yami's neck, pulling him closer to me.
Once we parted, he rested his head onto my shoulder, his arms around me tightly.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you, it's not you I'm mad at."
"Yami, Reioko was only trying to entertain me."
"By hitting on you?" he growled, his grip tightening.
"No, no, not like that. I didn't know he was going to do _that_...."
Yami sighed, and pulled away from me.
"Let's just forget about it and get some sleep."
"But...homework..."
"I finished during my break at work."
"Oh."
He took my hand and led me towards our room, locking the door behind us, and we changed, decided to brush our teeth in the morning and slid into bed.
Yami snuggled close to me, his head resting on mine, his arms around my waist.
"Yugi."
"Mmm?" I replied sleepily.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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Mijikai: I'm rrrrreeeeeaaaaallllllly sorry for the three week wait! I was busy and bad writers block. But I'm going to think extra hard for the next chapter so I can get it out sooner. I hope you found this one entertaining. Please excuse the spelling and mechanical errors.
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