AN: Hello! I think that I'm finally getting into the writing groove, awesome! Well, I thought that there should be some crack after the last drabble since it was a bit sad, so here you go! A drabble chock full of crazy for all of you!

Hope you enjoy!

Disbelief

"So, you and Yami, huh?"

"Yeah." Yuugi carefully avoided eye contact with the blond and dipped a chip into his ketchup.

"Really?"

"Mmm hmm." He mumbled, chewing and nodding his head.

"On a bed?"

"Uh huh."

"You had sex with... Yami? Yami Atemu?"

Yuugi bit his lip and vigorously nodded his head once more.

"The guy you've been lusting after for three years?"

"Yeah."

"Gay sex?"

"Yes!"

"Was it –"

"Would you stop with the damn questions?"

"Well, I'm just trying to get my head around it... seriously, Yami Atemu?"

Yuugi slammed his hand on the table and stood up, his voice carried throughout the cafeteria. "For fuck's sake, man, yes! Yami Atemu and I had hot, naked, sweaty, gay sex in a bed, against the wall, in the shower and also on the damn floor! Stop with the questions already!"

Jounouchi's eyes had widened, along with the rest of the student body that was currently staring at a glaring Yuugi. Jounouchi seemed to ponder the answer for a split second before his lips parted once more:

"... Are you sure?"

Yuugi's left eye twitched and he lunged for his best friend's throat, trying to claw at the tanned neck with his fingernails, only to be stopped short from ridding the world of one less blond (he was sure he would get a parade in some countries) by a strong arm along his waist and a deep voice by his ear.

"Now Yuugi, you'll only regret it later."

Yuugi only thrashed violently in the taller boy's grip as he continued to glare at Jounouchi.

"Let me go, I have the right to kill him! Do you know how annoying he is? And I don't care if I regret it, I'll have the satisfaction of knowing that it's his blood under my fingernails!"

The student body shivered at the snarling sight of the usually calm and gentle boy and pushed their lunch away at the image.

"You're not being very nice, sugarplum."

"I don't nee – Did you just call me sugarplum?" Yuugi turned incredulous eyes on his new lover, the pet name making him forget about the need to murder his best friend and the amount of cleaning products it would take to get the blood stains off his uniform.

"Yes. Yes I did." Crimson eyes stared at him serenely under a blond fringe.

"... Are you nuts? You don't just randomly say those things! It's embarrassing!" His selective memory decided to kick in at just that moment, making him forget about what he had, moments before, shouted across the cafeteria.

He saw the ruby eyes narrow at him and suddenly he was being pulled along the cafeteria towards the door. Yuugi was once again thrown for a loop, "Wait! What? Where are you taking me?"

"To do my job. Clearly you are way too tense, I haven't been doing my job correctly."

"Huh? I am not tense!"

"Yes, you are but don't worry, after we find an empty classroom, you'll feel like a noodle, you'll be that relaxed!" Yami smiled brightly back at Yuugi.

Shocked and confused by the somehow arousing image of him becoming a noodle (he was a seventeen year old boy with raging hormones, plastic bags could get him aroused!) and dazed by the sight of the stunning smile, Yuugi could only nod and agree.

"... Oh... okay."

The Student Body (as the they come to be known as) sat shell shocked in the large cafeteria, watching as the two boys left the room in a hurry, letting the double doors close loudly behind them. The Student Body exchanged glances and wondered, collectively, what had gotten into Mutou that week, he had been acting strangely. There were numerous blushes and uncomfortable coughs spreading throughout the room when they realised what, exactly, had gotten into him.

AN: Heh, hope you enjoyed it, gave me a giggle this one. I'll try and update again soon, hopefully with one of the sequels that I should have finished ages... :Sheepishly: Sorry about that.

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