AN: Hiya people! I promised I'd update and I have, I should get a cookie! Anyway, this was inspired by 'The Man Who Can't Be Moved' by The Script, amazing song, go listen to it if you haven't. It's really different to the actual video and song though. Hope you enjoy it.

Waiting

Yami blew into his cup gently, slowly cooling down the hot liquid. He blinked tired, crimson eyes towards the coffee shop door, hoping with all his heart that the person walking through would be his mysterious stranger. Yami fought down a forlorn sigh when a red-headed woman walked in and went to the counter, dashing away his hopes again in one fell swoop.

He shifted in his chair and stretched his long legs out under the wooden table, wincing slightly when his knee popped at the movement after hours of stillness.

For months he had been frequenting the coffee shop, looking for a man that he didn't even know the name of. Yami had been caught in a sudden downpour, without an umbrella, and he had only gone into the cafe to buy something warm and let the wind and rain die down before trudging his way home once more, he had been getting comfy in one the booths in the back on the establishment when he had walked in. Soaking from the rain, the clothes had clung to the toned frame. Damp locks of hair had hung around his face in an outrageous and multicoloured curtain and through and bright fringe, mauve eyes had sparkled in good humour as he shook off some of the excess water onto the carpet at the door.

From that moment Yami had been instantly smitten with him. He had seen as the man's hair dried and turned into a head of disarrayed spikes, seen that he liked to put two sugars into his cup of tea and that he picked the nuts out of his banana nut muffin. Yami remembered giggling at the face the man had made as he picked the nuts out. He remembered the soft but masculine voice as he spoke to the waitress and into his phone.

Needless to say, Yami hadn't had the courage to go up to said man and had lost his chance with him. But Yami had never really been a quitter, for months he had visited the shop, expecting to once again see the stranger, so that when he did he would go up to him and finally ask for his name. Ask for more than his name. But in all the months he had been going to the cafe, every day after work on his way home, Yami hadn't seen the man, and he had promised to himself that that day would be his last day visiting it. He just couldn't continue with the disappointment of going in everyday and not seeing the man he had had been besotted with.

Sighing lightly, Yami finished his cup of coffee. He stood and put his heavy coat on, ready to finally say good-bye to the cafe that had only brought sadness and regret into his life. He gave the cafe one last look, hoping that he had missed the man when he went for one of his bathroom breaks and currently the man was picking the nuts out of his muffin in a far corner of the room. Yami closed his eyes when all that he saw were strangers that weren't him.

Opening his eyes, Yami strode out the cafe door, not once looking back as he walked on his way to his apartment.

Had Yami looked back, however, had he stayed one more minute at the cafe, his hopes would have been answered with the same multicoloured haired man that had been at the cafe all those months ago. But Yami strode onwards to his apartment, not seeing as the man he had been searching for enter the cafe.

AN: Ah, not a happy ending there. But who knows maybe they'll bump into each other at another cafe. There isn't going to be a sequel for this, I wanted it to end with Yami just missing Yuugi after months of pining, poor baby. Well, I hoped you enjoyed it! And don't forget to review!

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