11! - Something About Muto...

One year and two months after Yami's revival from his coma.


"Thank you very much for this, Atem." Yami respectfully bowed before walking over to the kitchen island and sitting in a nearby chair. He placed his arms and elbows on the counter, laying his head against them as he watched his boyfriend work away at the stove.

It was late evening, only two hours until midnight. Yugi unfortunately wouldn't be coming home until early afternoon tomorrow, because he wanted to work an all-nighter again. Him taking off work for a day put him behind his schedule. So he wanted to get back to Yami's surgery preparations. Because of how complex and dangerous performing surgery on Yami could be, Yugi had to take precautions. Not to mention, he never performed surgery before, nor was he taught much in medical studies. He was the 'director' of the scientific ward of the facility. Ishizu was his right hand man-err...woman. She of course knew the ins and outs of medical study, which included operations. But Yugi was the true master in mechanical studies. Considering what Yami had inside of him, Yugi needed to know exactly what made him tick, and what could kill him.

Not to mention, Yugi needed to know what he could replace, what he could repair, and what he couldn't tamper with. Working on someone who was similar to a cyborg was a first for him, but thankfully he wasn't too unfamiliar with how they worked. He needed to train himself to make sure he wouldn't make any mistakes, and create blue prints for what he could put inside of Yami. Also, none of this was cheap. Like, at all. This project costed a lot of God damn money, and they needed recourses to pull off the plans they had for Yami. Finally, they needed time. Building the new modifications for Yami not only costed money, but a lot of time. So, that's why Yugi was working so damn hard.

Yami felt bad for putting so much pressure on him, but the other didn't see it that way. He saw it as helping Yami, like he crucially needed this. And frankly, he did. He didn't want to have fucked up programmed emotions all his life. If his boyfriend had the answer to solving that, he'd take whatever he was willing to give.

"Don't mention it. I don't mind doing this, you know. Besides, I'm the only one who can actually cook." Atem chuckled.

"..." Yami blinked. "True."

The Egyptian turned off the element of the stove and began making final preparations of dinner. He watched as Atem bent down and disappeared to the kitchen floor, only to rise up again with one half of his detachable sword. He gently poked the sharp tip with his finger, being easily pricked and drawing blood. It didn't go blunt yet, that was good. To this, Yami squinted his eyes.

"Why aren't you using a knife?" He asked curiously. Atem got into position and aimed his sword accordingly at the dish he was preparing.

"Eh, it's fun using the sword. Using the knives are boring." He shrugged before moving his arm at rapid speed in several directions, gracefully making even slices onto the food. Yami saw part of the dish consisted of meat, and that's probably what he was slicing.

"Ah." The other mumbled. Something was bugging him, and he needed to say it. Yugi wouldn't be here for hours, so... "Atem?" He asked.

"Hm?"

"Has..Yugi been acting strange to you?"

Atem suddenly placed his sword on the kitchen island a few spaces away from Yami. He then turned back to the counter and continued preparing the food. Yami expected Atem to say something like, 'Yugi's fine. Don't worry about him,' or something among those lines. But once again, his prediction of the man failed him. "Actually, yeah." He frowned. "He has. In fact, he said something really weird to me the other day."

"Like what?" Yami sat up.

"The other day, Yugi ended up leaving work early because someone had snuck into the house and hacked him. He was really pissed off, so he went out to find whoever did it with my phone. After he was done with the job, he came home looking really...sad. He was still angry but, he seemed more upset than furious."

"Oh yeah," Yami put his palm underneath his chin with his elbow leaning on the island. "I heard about that. He just suddenly stormed out and never came back."

"Yeah. When I asked him what was wrong, he was acting difficult. At first he tried to lie and say it was nothing but, then we hugged and he started crying on me. You know Yugi doesn't cry often, unless something really bad or good happens."

The other said nothing as he allowed to other to continue.

"I at first said he didn't have to tell me what's wrong, but once he started crying I started asking him. I asked him if it was the guy who he was looking for. He said no. I asked him if anyone else made him upset, like me, you or Ishizu. He said no. I asked him if it was someone else he was close to, and he said yes." Atem turned around and placed Yami's plate in front of him on the table. Yami quietly thanked him and eyed the deliciousness that was his boyfriend's cooking. He put a small stack of napkins besides him just in case he needed to clean up. He saw him turn back around to clean up the cooking area. "I asked him if it was someone we knew. He said no. Then, I asked him who was it. He wouldn't say anything. Then, I asked him if they were in the house before, or if they've ever visited."

"...and what did he say?" Yami asked with hesitation with black chopsticks in his hand.

"He said it was someone who already lives here with us." He said eerily as he turned on the faucet of the filtered sink.

Yami narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend, as if trying to find some logical explanation for such an answer. "What?"

"Yeah, I'm not gonna lie. When he said that, it freaked me the fuck out. I mean," He began washing the minimal amount of dishes in the sink. "Who the hell else lives here besides us? This isn't some apartment complex, we're the only ones living here. Yeah, we have neighbors, but we don't even know them. Also, I don't leave the building that often. I would have saw this person by now, or at least saw them on the video footage on our security cameras."

Holy shit, Yami thought. Miss Kisara was right after all. Maybe, maybe Yugi did have a bigger problem than they initially thought. "Actually, I think I know what he meant." He suddenly said before swallowing his meal and wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"Really?" Atem turned around with a raised brow. Yami nodded and licked his lips briefly.

"Yes. When I attended my appointment with miss Kisara, she asked me a very serious, yet confusing question."

"Like?"

"She asked me, if I knew of anyone by the name or alias of Heba."

"Heba..? Who's that?"

"I have no idea. And I don't know why she asked me, until she started to elaborate."


"..." She said nothing back, her face darkening. "This, is an extremely serious matter, Mr. Sennen."

Woah, her entire demeaner changed. What was going on?

Who the hell was this person?

"I..Don't think I understand, miss Kisara."

Kisara swiftly turned her computer chair to the left, and began sorting through files. Once she found what she was looking for, she grabbed hold of a small amount of papers and placed them onto the desk. She gestured for Yami to come closer so he could see for himself what she brought onto the table. Once Yami examined these papers thoroughly, he realized that these were private top secret reports of something. It wasn't from D75, but from another organization. One that he certainly was not familiar with.

And these all looked very old. At least by a decade. But, why was she showing this?

"While looking through Mr. Muto's personal files to get a better analysis of him, I came across these."

"What is this?" Yami asked, confused as to what information this might hold.

"These reports, aren't of particularly Yugi. And these reports came from the very 'asylum' Yugi was put into." She folded her hands in front of her face and exhaled softly. "The mad men who were experimenting on people made reports of their progress. However, something caught my eye, so I dug in further. Look at this report, Mr. Sennen." She pointed her painted nail onto one of the documents. "This states that when Yugi was placed in the building, he was given a cell block to live in. However, he didn't have his cell block all to himself. In fact, he had someone who lived there with him." She then pointed further down the paper. "This person was a young male adult, who had a striking resemblance to Yugi, though had absolutely no connections with him or his family. This person wasn't around his cell block much, and was only seen there when it was time for patients to sleep."

Yami looked up from the papers and stared at Kisara, still with confused eyes.

"Look at the next file." She commanded, pushing another document towards Yami. "This report states that five hundred and ninety eight patients all perished during the experiments on the same day."

"And?" Yami blinked.

"The total amount of patients issued into that building were exactly six hundred, Mr. Sennen. There were two of those patients who weren't accounted for."

"Yeah, Yugi and...And..." Yami's eyes began to widen.

"Exactly. This report also states, that the very day before final experimentation began, one patient committed suicide with a rusty shiv. There was no true investigation considering these people didn't care for their patients, but they did assume that's likely what happened to this person. But this very person who died, was the very person who shared that cell block with Yugi." She pulled the papers aside and looked Yami in his eyes. "And his very name, was Heba. No last name, no identification papers. Not even a birth certificate or a birthday. Just, 'Heba'."

"But, I still don't understand." Yami shook his head. "Why is any of this important? How is this person connected to Yugi?"

Kisara grabbed the papers and began carefully placing them into her desk drawer again. "Don't you think Mr. Muto acts strange at times, Mr. Sennen?"

"Well yeah but-"

"When does this happen?"

"When he's angry." Yami furrowed his eyes when she suddenly cut him off. Why was she suddenly acting pushy?

"Does it seem like he turns into a different person when he's angry, or serious?" Kisara leaned back in her chair, making a rather dark expression, which wasn't like the woman at all. "Perhaps more psychotic?"

"What the hell are you getting at here?" Yami demanded. "What is with you all of a sudden?"

The white haired woman sighed and lowered her head silently. With a clearing of her throat, she slowly looked back up with Yami and respectfully bowed her head to him. "Forgive me for acting so rude to you once again, Mr. Sennen. But please understand, I am very suspicious. Not of you, but your lover."

"But why? What the fuck are you getting at? Just tell me!"

"Fine." She closed her eyes and clasped her hands together, folding them. "If you didn't realize it yet, I am not an ordinary shrink. I sense things. Not just emotions, but I sense things that are hidden within people. Not just secrets, but other people too."

"People?"

"Yes. I can sense disorders and very critical mental imbalances. There are disorders that can cause someone to have other presences inside of them. When I first met Mr. Muto, I saw someone else there. Someone with him. Standing by him. Whispering in his ear. Sometimes, holding his hand." Kisara ran her hand through her long hair stressfully. "I've been called a lot of things, but I've also been called a psychic before. What Mr. Muto has might be either a disorder, or an unspeakable presence. And I think this presence, is Heba."


"After that, she told me to try and confront Yugi about this carefully before he had his appointment with her."

"Alright, that's...definitely weird as hell." Atem summarized, taking a seat next to Yami in front of the kitchen island. He had just finished up cleaning the kitchen, and wanted to give his full attention on this matter. "But why was she so suspicious?"

Yami put down his chopsticks, finished with his meal. "She told me that this Heba person was someone of no identity, that Heba might not even be his real name. And that the only information found about him, was that he did something horrible, before we were all born. He was never caught, but was considered to be the cause of a mass genocide in Japan. Killing maybe up to about four hundred people in a single month."

"Damn." Atem winced at the number.

"So basically, if this man somehow...inhabited himself inside of Yugi, he would be a threat to us." Yami glanced over at the tattoos of his forearms. Liking to look at it from time to time. "She apologized to me several times, and said that if I wanted to dismiss the whole thing as just some crazy theory, she wouldn't be offended. But she said that I should at least be weary of Yugi when he acts out." Yami concluded.

"Oh fuck me..." Atem groaned while dragging his fingers across his face. "There's always something up with one of us, isn't it?"

Yami sighed. "Yeah."

"But," Atem got up from his seat and walked behind Yami. He placed his hands on his shoulders and rested his chin on top of his head. "We shouldn't worry ourselves to death over it. If something happens, we'll keep it in mind and deal with it later. Right?"

"Right." The other nodded. But, he started to moan a little when he felt Atem rub against his chest. He was rubbing his fingers against the curves of Yami's muscles that was still visible through his work shirt. He played with his tie, and rubbed down towards his abdomen. Yami's former purple eyes started change color, but it wouldn't settle on what setting it wanted to be on. That's how flustered he suddenly got. "Please, stop." Yami weakly whimpered.

"Oh?" Atem smirked. "What's with that reaction?"

"I really don't feel like plowing you into the couch again.." The other groaned.

"Oho really~? Talking shit now, I see." He sexually growled as he gripped and pulled one of Yami's concealed nipples. He could feel them growing hard even underneath his shirt. Yami gasped sharply and quickly closed his mouth tight. He closed his eyes and tried to fight off the heat that was started to develop on his face.

"Seriously, quit it or I'm going to pile drive you."

"That sounds hot-"

"Damn it, Atem, get off."

"Pfft." Atem let go of the nub he was pulling and shrugged. "Whatever." He turned around and leaned his back against Yami's chair. He was smiling still, but, it struggled to stay. "You know," He said in a more serious tone. "When I had sex with Yugi alone two months ago, he seemed different." He crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling.

Yami leaned his head back against Atem, and stared up at the ceiling too. "How so?"

"He was a lot rougher than usual, and more dominative. He wasn't submissive like he usually likes to be. In fact, he did almost everything. He wanted to top, too."

"R..Really?" Yami asked, astounded. "He never tops."

"Exactly. At first I was a little put off by it, but with the way he gripped me up...Tch, I wanted him to do anything and everything to me. I wish you were there. He fucked the absolute shit out of me. Even if it was just his fingers and tongue-"

"You have such a dirty mouth." Yami shook his head at him.

"Whatever. You put your tongue in it everyday."

"I sure do. And here," Yami turned around and slapped his boyfriend's perfect ass. Ah, the flawless jiggling of his butt definitely made his day after a hard day's work in the salt mines. Atem was so used to it by now, he didn't even flinch. He just made a small teasing whine, wanting Yami to do more.

"Mnn. You know what else he made me do?" Atem looked down at Yami from the side of his eyes.

"What?" Yami's eyes turned red, staring at the Egyptian's butt in those tan shorts.

"He made me call him daddy."

"No way." Yami turned around in his seat at that. "Are you serious?"

"Yup." The other smirked.


A loud slapping sound echoed off the walls of the bedroom. Then, more slapping sounds were heard, over and over. Loud rocking and creaking of the bed that was currently knocking against the wall, was music to their ears. But to a certain someone, Atem's moans and screams were music to his ears. 'Yugi' was on top of the tanner male, gripping and holding his face still with one hand so he could look him directly in the eyes as he brutally fucked him with his fingers. Any time Atem tried to look away, Yugi would give a good slap to the face.

The Egyptian was moaning so loud, he was actually a little embarrassed. He was forced to stay still and allow Yugi to do as he pleased. They previously wrestled, to which Atem surprisingly lost, and took the submissive position. With his other hand, Yugi was entering and pushing his digits in and out of Atem's tight entrance. But he was going so fast using three of his fingers, and the Egyptian couldn't handle it at all.

"You like it? Huh?" He growled at him, without stuttering.

"H-Holy shit..! Y-Yugi-Ahh! Fuck!" He moaned. "W-Wait, you're going too f-faaahh!" He clenched his eyes shut and tried to turn his head away, but another slap was placed onto his face, and he was forced once again to look at Yugi.

"Oh no you don't. Look at me. I want you to see what I'm doing to you."

"Oh fuck Yugi-!" Atem leaned his head back and groaned loudly. Yugi then let go of his face and placed it on Atem's second most sensitive place. Once he grabbed hold of his shaft, the other thought he was going to pass out. "S-Shit..!" He cursed. Instantly, the elder male began rubbing up and down at the same speed as he was fingering him.

"Look at you. Look at that face." He said seductively as he licked his lips. He leaned down and deeply kissed the Egyptian, and tongue fought him briefly before disconnecting their mouths and looking over at his victim. Atem couldn't handle him at all, and he still was loving every second of it. He took his fingers out from him, making the other flinch a bit. He took his hand away from his length and positioned himself to where as his member was directly over his.

Atem was panting heavily, bright red eyes almost squeezed completely shut. Yugi leaned his forehead against his and let his lips lightly pressed against his face as he cuddled his own against his. "Call me daddy." He whispered.

"Wha..." Atem's ecstasy almost immediately dispersed once he heard the strange request. "W-What?" He furrowed his brows at him.

"Just do it. Please, Atemu." Yugi begged. His face looked so needy, Atem felt his sexual high come back to him.

"D..Daddy-" And once those hesitant syllables passed his lips, he was suddenly thrusted into against the bed. "O-Oh shit!" He cried in shock and intense pleasure, feeling Yugi's member grind against his own harshly.

From that moment forward, he had pretty much the best day of his life.


"Wow." Yami stared in amazement at his story. Damn, he missed out.

"I know. It was so fucking good." Atem said breathlessly as he remembered the very words he screamed from his mouth as they made love. Ah..Good times. "It was almost like he drugged me, it was way too good."

"Like when I do it?"

"Yeah. It was almost too much for me. I came maybe three times, back to back." He reached behind himself and lightly patted his own arse. "It was a little sore that day."

"Please cease."

"Huh?" Atem looked over at Yami with an expression that seemed a little put off. "Cease?" That's a weird way of wording. At least, it was for Yami. He didn't normally talk like that.

"Yes. I'm getting hard." He whispered sexually, making a suggestive look to the other. Atem smirked and made a dark chuckle.

"Well aren't you a damn cock tease."

"I could say the same to you."

The Egyptian contently sighed and closed his eyes. Even though he loved to talk a big sexual game with his boyfriend from time to time, that wasn't the point he was trying to bring up. If this whole theory of Kisara's was true, he feared that the person who they made loved to may not have always been Yugi. That time when he made him call him...'daddy', was that really Yugi? He did seem really different that day. Like there was someone else there with him.

And of course, one might think, 'Well why would they believe that so easily? That's a little crazy. Even for them.' And that was true. But, because of how insane things worked out for them, they wouldn't really be surprised if this was true. Yugi was indeed very mentally ill, even if he doesn't fully realize it himself. Considering all of the things they've encountered before, this wouldn't be that much of a stretch.

"That day, he seemed so weird. Different. Even after we did foreplay and started cuddling, something felt off."

"Yes and there's something else," Yami stood up from the chair and stepped away from the kitchen island. He walked around, pacing and making a thinking expression. He ended up moving in front of Atem, one of his fists resting underneath his chin. "I thought it was just a coincidence, but I've noticed Yugi's body operates differently when he isn't acting like himself. I even get different brain patterns, and slightly different patterns of heart beats."

"Do you want to," Atem hesitated before looking up at him. "Confront him about this? Or should we just let it go? This is a little insane."

"Well, aren't we all?" The abnormal eyed man shrugged. He wasn't wrong. As said before, this wouldn't be the first crazy thing that's popped up in their lives. And it probably won't be the last. They'd just have to deal with it the same as they always did. "If it turns out to be false, we'll just have to apologize with the most sincerity we can muster. Yugi loves us both. He'd understand if we made a mistake."

Red ruby eyes glinted with obvious doubt. His face was very readable, looking worried and anxious about what might happen. "And if it's true?"

"Whatever comes, we'll deal with it. This is certainly a first, but it isn't the worst thing we've ever encountered before." Yami made a small reassuring smile and placed his hand on his caramel coated shoulder. With a light squeeze for comfort, he tried to his best to keep the other's spirits up. "Everything will be fine. Like you just said, we can't worry about this too much."

Atem sighed heavily. "Alright. When he comes home tomorrow, let's give him time to rest before we confront him."

"Sounds good."


The very next afternoon...

"Ahh~!" Yugi cheerfully sighed with a big smile. His cheeks were rosy and lightly tinted pink, his palms cupped on the sides of his face. He lightly danced in his seat, feeling nothing but happiness and deliciousness in his tummy. Atem's cooking was simply the best.

Man, today was great. He didn't have any nightmares, after having a thorough talking to with **** of course, and he got so much work done today! The blueprints were almost all done, supplies were stacked at the ready, and everything was all figured out. They figured out how to remove Yami's parts and install new ones without doing any harm. All that was left was to finish the blueprints, make some prototypes to test them, and finally have Yami come in for some physical tests. If everything went according to plan, they'd be able to do the operation!

And not a single dumb ass tried to hack him.

What a damn productive day!

As of now, Yugi was sitting on the couch. He had just finished his meal, his favorite food in the entire world, gourmet burgers. He somehow managed to scarf three of them down, until his body finally said 'alright, that's enough'. Yugi wasn't a big eater like his best friend Joey was, but that wasn't the case when it came to Atem's food. He could gulp down three plates of his meals in a single hour. "So good!" He beamed.

Sitting on the other end of the couch with his legs lazily sprawled, Atem was watching Yugi with a smile of his own. He liked to see him happy, and not sad like he was previously.

"You're not stuttering again. Something happen?" He asked suddenly. Yugi looked over at his boyfriend and shook his head. He looked super happy when he asked.

"Nope! I was working with Ms. Ishizu, and she helped me create a serum that could calm my nerves down for a good amount of hours. So I can finally act normal now!" He clapped his hands excitedly with a grin. "If I can just create one that could fix me permanently, I won't have to deal with this stupid disorder anymore!"

"Yugi, that's amazing." The Egyptian scooted over closer and placed his finger underneath his chin to lift it up some. Yugi's brightly lit purple eyes sparkled with joy, but once he realized Atem was caressing his face, that joy sprouted into intense love. His eyes soon became lowered, and his passion was radiating off of him. "I'm so glad that you're happy again. I hated seeing you like that yesterday."

"Atemu..." Yugi blushed. "Don't do that, you're making me all flustered-Nm!" His eyes dilated when he felt lips crash into his own. The force of it was strong enough to make him fall over on his back, with Atem getting on top of him. Once he was pinned down, Atem broke the kiss and roamed his face lower. He began placing kisses on his neck, and then his collar bone. The tingling sensation of the small kisses made Yugi giggle, he was basically being tickled. "H-Heheheh, stop Atemu! S-Stop!" He laughed.

"Mmmhmhm~" Atem made a low chuckle that was muffled against his body, powering the tickling feeling even more. Soon, he moved lower, and his face eventually traveled underneath Yugi's T-shirt. He was very tempted to lick the small pink nipples of his chest, but, he figured foreplay could always come at a better time. He just kept sticking to tiny kisses, which was making Yugi laugher harder by the minute.

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs made Atem's ear perk up. That was Yami, no doubt. Well, it was now or never. With a small lick on his tiny belly button, Atem pulled his head out from under Yugi's shirt and sat up. Since he was laughing so hard, the elder was panting with a goofy looking grin on his face, all while looking beet red.

"I see you two were having fun. Sorry to interrupt." Yami said as he walked away from the stairs and walked over to the couch. He sat on the arm of it, crossing his legs and folding his hands in his lap. Yugi sat up and got out any stray giggles he had left in his system.

"No, it's okay. Atemu was tickling me, heheh."

"Can we talk to you about something?" He asked with a dry tone. To this, Yugi's smile wasn't so bright anymore. Once he noticed Yami seemed serious, he just made a flat line with his mouth and nodded obediently. Atem leaned his head back against the arm Yami was sitting on. His head basically ended up laying against his thigh. "Do you know someone named Heba, Yugi?"

"..." Yugi's pupils shuddered in his eyes. His face quickly grew concerned and fearful, even fidgeting in his seat and backing up a little. But, he tried, to a very extreme extent, to hide it away from the others so they didn't notice his behavior. "Um, I don't think so. Who's that?" He asked, secretly playing dumb. However, unfortunately for him, his lovers knew him far too well and far too long not to pick up on his suspicious attitude.

"Well, I'll be blunt. I don't want to sugar coat anything, and I hate it when someone as clever and smart as you plays dumb." He said harshly. Yami's eyes flash blue, then yellow. His brows furrowed rather angrily, making Yugi flinch. Atem recognized that strict tone of his, that meant he caught quick to Yugi's little lie. Yami hated liars, after all. "So I'll ask another question. When you were in the asylum, were you alone? Did you have a patient with you who was like a cellmate?"

"No, Yami-kun, I was alone." Yugi calmly responded. His face didn't look too happy either. "Why are you suddenly asking me about that now?"

"One last question, Yugi." Yami cleared his throat and crossed his arms while looking down at him. "Did you murder someone while in that asylum?"

To this, both Atem and Yugi's eyes widened. The older male in the relationship still denied it though, standing up to face Yami directly. He shook his head, scoffing. "No! I didn't kill anyone until after I joined D75. You know that! Why the hell are you prosecuting me?"

"Extreme deception indicated." Yami announced as his eyes flashed red three times. He stood up from the arm of the couch and began pacing around a bit with his arms still crossed, seeming very unsatisfied with his answers. "I'll ask you this one more time, do you know who Heba is?" Yami sternly asked again as his face darkened.

"No! I don't know who the fuck that is, quit asking me that!" Yugi yelled. Atem sat up and looked at the two, making himself ready to step in just in case things went bad.

"And once again," Yami quietly growled. "You lie straight to my face."

"I'm not lying-"

"Yes, you are. And I don't like liars, Yugi. You know how pissed off I get with people when they lie, especially if it's someone I love. Don't fuck around with me."

Yugi tried to laugh off the matter, trying to calm himself down. "Haha, okay. I don't know what got you so angry, but I'm telling you the truth, Yami-kun." His voice sounded reasonable, not wanting to cause any more trouble. "Seriously, I don't know where you got that info from, but it's wrong. Okay? So why don't we just calm down and just cuddle on the couch together? We're finally at home alone together, the three of us!" He grew a smile, that looked very manipulative and coercing. "Don't you want that?"

With a heavy frustrated sigh. Yami put a hand over his face with only his mouth showing. He was scowling heavily. "I hate doing this to you, Yugi. I really do. I don't want to have to interrogate you like this, but," He took his hand off of his face, that revealed his now black vortex eyes that looked extremely disappointed. Obviously, he wasn't in the cuddling mood. "Do I look like a fucking idiot to you? Do I, Yugi?" He asked, wanting an honest answer. Yugi blinked and his smile disappeared. He said nothing back. "With all that work in the labs, you don't know the type of eye setting I was using on you just now? I'm a lie detector, Yugi. I just caught you in several lies. You are not being truthful, and you're leaking deception. It's pitiful."

Yugi looked away, and said nothing.

With that, Atem personally concluded to himself that Kisara was right. He closed his eyes, and kept silent as Yami continued to dig in Yugi's ass, listening attentively.

"That's what I thought." Yami shook his head after moments of silence. "But why," His eyes faded back to dark purple. "Why would you lie to me like that? Why even try to lie knowing I can tell when you're lying or not? Why, Yugi?" He pleaded for an answer, not wanting to have to become more cautious around his own boyfriend. He wanted to trust him, why would he do something foolish to jeopardize that?

"B-Because.." Yugi sniffled, raising a hand to his face and rubbing his eyes roughly. "If you two k-knew about him, you would have broken up with me." He sobbed as he began to cry. He covered his face with both hands and his entire body trembled with tears. "I-I'm already some freak with problems, I-I don't need anyone to know I have someone in me."

"..." Yami didn't say a word, only continuing to stare at Yugi sob.

"T-That was one of my nightmares, you finding out about him and leaving me. O-Or beating the hell out of me and killing me. I don't w-want that, I never wanted this-I didn't want him to be with me!" He cried. "Y-You l-leaving me or breaking up with me, or hurting me-" He shot his hands up to his head and gripped his hair tightly, almost threatening to pull out strands. "I-I can't take it! I can't live with that! I'd rather be dead! I'd rather endure the worst torture imaginable! I can't..." He gasped sharply and his knees buckled as he thought of all those horrible dreams he had. They call came flooding right back to him. "I-I-" His heart was beating too fast. His chest was clenching up and everything was starting to hurt. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't breathe he couldn't..breathe...

Atem's eyes snapped open. "He's having a fucking panic attack."

Yami tried to move to grab Yugi, but immediately backed away when Yugi started to scream. The man was holding his head so tight, his brain was slamming against his skull. He couldn't move, it all hurt too much, he just couldn't do it. He couldn't handle this, he couldn't deal with this. Hyperventilation, he couldn't keep track of his oxygen, it was all just leaving him all at once. Yami tried his best to try and approach him, but Yugi just screamed at him.

"Don't touch me! DON'T! Don't look at me with those eyes! Get away from me!" He hollered. He cried out when he felt someone grab him from behind. Atem wrapped his arms around Yugi and forcefully pulled him away onto the couch. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get away from his hold. He was tossed onto the couch, and Atem got on top of him.

"Yugi? Look at me-Look at me, damn it!" He commanded. "Calm down. You're worrying yourself for nothing, calm yourself!" He said, raising his voice. "We're not going to leave you, we'd never leave you! Calm down!" He yelled this time.

No no no...No you both don't understand. If you know about him, you'll think horrible of me. You'll want nothing to do with me.

No...No...

No..


Yami had his hand palmed over his face, cursing himself for how forceful he was with him. He didn't have to get so angry, he was too impatient. Damn it, that could have killed Yugi. He could have caused him a fatal heart attack, and he could have died right there on the floor. And he would have been at fault. God, what the fuck was wrong with him!?

"Stop it!" Atem snarled, making the other wince and look up slowly. He was met with furious fire-like eyes. "I don't need you doing that shit, too."

"...Sorry." Yami mumbled. It's already been twenty minutes. Yugi had passed out in Atem's arms, so he carried him up stairs to bed and laid him down. He hoped he would wake up soon. His body calmed itself, and his heart beat was normal again. They just hoped they didn't need to take him to the hospital. It's almost been half an hour, and Yugi still didn't wake up yet. They hoped he wouldn't be out for the day, because they were already really worried-

Suddenly, Yugi's body slowly rose from the bed and sat up. He opened his eyes steadily, and surveyed his surroundings. He blinked once, and looked down at his legs. He looked over at Yami, then turned to Atem. He tilted his head to the side and stretched his body to crack a few bones. With a small yawn, he then made a small smile. He looked at them both and greeted them. "Hey."

They both sighed in relief. "Hey." They said in unison.

Atem reached over and gently rubbed his leg. "You alright? We thought we lost you for a sec."

"Well, you did. Or rather, you lost Yugi for a minute." He said disturbingly. To this, Atem snatched his hand away from his leg and stood up from the bed. Yami stood up from his chair as well, and prepared his body for any threat that would come their way. 'Yugi' sighed and looked down at his lap. "This is why he didn't want to tell you. Actually, half why."

"You-" Atem stammered. "You're Heba, right?"

"You can call me that if you wish."

The Egyptian felt an eye twitch coming along. "Mother fucker, give me a straight answer! Are you him or not?!"

"If you mean the name that Yugi calls me, sure. That name can suffice, for now."

"Can I punch him?" Atem asked, turning to Yami for a little support. The other just quickly gestured for him to brush this off and calm down. He gave his attention to 'Yugi', now.

"You're inhabiting Yugi's body, yes?"

"I am." He rose a brow with squinted eyes that seemed much more sinister than they should have been. They definitely felt another presence here.

"Okay," Yami awkwardly glanced somewhere else. This was actually, super fuckin' weird. Like, really really weird. This was certainly not normal, even for their standards. After everything that's happened to them, this shit took the cake. "How and why?"

"It's a very long story." 'Yugi' turned his head towards the wall, taking his hand and leaning against his palm with his elbow on his leg. He stared at it curiously, his mind drifting to the days when they first found each other. "But you are right, Yugi did murder someone. Who that person was, I'm sure you can figure it out. But," Yugi turned back to Yami. "How did you figure that out?"

"Kisara came to two conclusions. That one, you're just an alternate personality of Yugi that he created to act as another person, or you're something science cannot explain." Yami mentally didn't like the latter. He really hoped in this case, was the prior. He'd rather Yugi be another degree of insane, than to deal with some kind of force they cannot comprehend. "She explained that DID can occur from traumatic experiences. Yugi had to have been very scared from what he saw in that asylum, and probably really lonely. After he murdered...whomever, he might have created a personality to make up for this, and keep him company. Either he created you, or.." He trailed off with an unsure expression.

"Hahahaha..." He laughed. "The paranormal is quite an interesting concept, isn't it? Darkness, chaos and madness. All three factors are quite fun, so what do you two think? After all," His smile grew wide. "It's unpredictable."

Atem scowled. None of this was fucking funny. "What the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter." He retorted. "Don't mess with me, and I won't mess with you. I would just like my respect."

Atem and Yami glanced at each other. He sounded like a venomous animal. Poisonous and toxic animals that carefully or arrogantly treaded their habitats, they knew what they were and what they could do. They knew how dangerous they were. They knew how lethal they were to others. They knew that as such animals, certain predators shouldn't bother them. Pretty much every wildlife expert has said, that while these animals are dangerous, some are more scared of you than you are of them. And if not, you still give them their respect, and just walk away. Don't bother it, don't provoke it, don't touch it.

Just, move along.

Don't bother this person. Don't provoke him.

Don't even dare.

"I have," The Egyptian scratched behind his head while looking away. "One more question."

"Great." 'Yugi' said sarcastically.

"While pretending to be Yugi, did you ever have sex with either of us?" He asked slowly, not really waning to hear the answer at all.

"..." The man sneered a little, raising his brows at the other suggestively. "Sorry." Was all he said.

"Oh my fucking God-" Atem whipped his head away from the strange man and walked away from the bed to the other side of the room in disgust. He made a long groan and leaned his forehead against the wall. Yami started shaking his head, in disbelief that they all technically cheated on their lover with someone they didn't even know.

"That's why Yugi was really upset yesterday. He found out what I did with you when he wasn't active. We don't share memories when one of us isn't active, so he had no idea all this time. Because he passed out, he doesn't even know we're having this conversation right now. And he thought you'd be upset with him because of this as well. That he's the reason why you cheated, because he was too powerless to stop me from doing so."

Yami walked over to Atem and placed his hand on his shoulder. He tried turning him around, but he wouldn't budge. "Atem, we don't know if this is actually a different person. And even if it is, it's still Yugi-"

"No it's not."

"Atem, this may just be a disorder."

"And if it isn't!?"

"It's still Yugi, we're not actually cheating on him."

"It is a different person! That's why Yugi cried on me yesterday, because he knew we betrayed him!"

"Even if that's the case, we can't beat ourselves up over this, so calm yourself!" Yami said harshly, gripping his shoulder. "Don't you think Yugi would have been more angry with us? He was sad because we didn't realize we were hurting him. We couldn't have known. Just let it go."

The other said nothing back as he continued not to look in his direction, his arms stubbornly crossed. To this, Yami just silently sighed. He turned around and glowered at their new friend.

"Now what are we going to do with you?" He hissed.


END - 11!

So this might be a little weird. But I've been wanting to write this for a long time now. As you can see, I tried my best not to shed too much light on what Heba is to Yugi. Is he an entity? Is he just a manifestation of Yugi's insanity? Or...Who knows? That's for you to figure out.

Also, you won't see much of Heba anymore. In fact, he probably won't be in the sequel. Probably...maybe...But seriously, he's not gonna be making a lot of appearances in the collaboration unless someone requests it.

As for this baby thing again, I'm not gonna lie, I'm kinda backed in a corner here.

I got people saying no, but then I got a lot of people saying yes. So what should I do?! Ahh damn it!

All I can say is, vote in the reviews, and I'll ultimately come up with a decision by the fifteen chapter of the collaboration.

EDIT: I put 'EDIT' because this chapter was finished weeks ago, and I'm just adding this in. But I never posted the chapter. Depression is really choking me, and strangling me until I can longer see straight. It's been so hard to just, not be a lazy dick and just do something productive. I often feel like shit so much, I don't do anything. And I don't get support from family, and I don't have many friends who are close enough to care about this or take it seriously, either. Many of you probably don't even read these author notes. But, I've recently gotten a little less sad, so I could finally post this. I am so sorry for the wait. I hope this won't happen again. Please, forgive me.