Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh in anyway, so don't sue me because I have no money.

Secrets of Yesterday

It was hours later when the group dispatched from Yugi's house, promising to keep an eye on the new girl and each other. Yami was upstairs pacing the bedroom, and Yugi was in the kitchen, getting things ready for dinner. Grandpa walked into the kitchen and looked at his grandson. He had grown into a fine young man, taking his height from his father's side, but his gentleness came from his mother. Grandpa walked over to Yugi and placed a hand on his shoulder, causing Yugi to jump in surprise.

"Calm down my boy," Grandpa laughed, "It's only me. My word Yugi, you certainly are jumpy today. Did something happen at school?"

"It was nothing," Yugi replied, turning back to the vegetables that he was slicing, "Some jerk was picking on the new girl today and I stepped in."

"I hope that you didn't do anything rash Yugi," replied Grandpa, "After all, you did go away to Martial Arts camp this summer, and now you are a lot tougher than most boys at your school."

"I know Grandpa, and I didn't do anything. I just used his weight to flip him over, that's all."

"How did you manage that Yugi?"

"Well, it's actually quite simple. When your opponent is coming at you, you relax your body completely. Don't tense up at all. When they run at you, simply grab their arm, and flip them over, using the force that they are creating for the momentum. See, while their body is completely tense, you are relaxed. By being relaxed, you can control the other person's body by using the force that they are throwing at you. It's a great technique, and I picked it up instantly at camp."

"My, my. What new things they teach the young these days." There was a moments silence and then Grandpa said, "I've missed you a lot this summer my boy. Yami and I have both missed you."

"I missed you both too Grandpa and I hope Yami wasn't too much of a bother."

"Yami wasn't a bother at all; it's just that he moped a great deal while you were gone. About an hour after you left, he sat at the window there and gazed down the street, his head in his hand and the saddest look on his face. After a few days, he started going through the photo albums and looked at all the pictures that I have of you. He must have gone through all of them a hundred times. Yami would sit there and smile as he poured through the books, and when he was done with them, the smile would fade and that lost look was back on his face. I challenged him to a few duels now and then, but he wasn't into it at all. When that letter you wrote us came in the mail, with a picture of yourself, he nearly bounced off the walls in excitement. He was so happy that I let him keep the letter and the picture with him all the time. One morning, when I sent Yami to the store to get some things, poor man had to get him to do something, I went upstairs to clean your room. The room was spotless, and Yami had cleaned everything. However, he forgot to put away this black sketch book that you gave to him last Christmas. I picked it up and opened it, and do you know what I found Yugi? I found beautiful drawings of you and him together, and the time that you and your friends took Yami to the amusement park. The sketches were mostly of you and that big smile of yours. You should ask him to show you them one day, you might be surprised at the talent that man possesses."

Yugi had stopped cutting the vegetables and listened to his Grandfather speaking about his spirit. Did Yami miss me that much? Or is this one of Grandpa's jokes? No, he would not joke about something like this at all, Yugi thought to himself. He heard the chair scrape against the kitchen floor as his Grandpa stood up, and stretched.

"Alright Yugi, I am going down to the shop and lock up for the night. I'll be going on my nightly walk, so I'll be back in an hour and a half."

"Okay Grandpa," Yugi replied, turning towards him, "I should have dinner ready by then. Have a good walk, and be careful when you walk across the streets." His Grandpa laughed and then exited the kitchen, whistling a merry little tune. Yugi turned back to the cutting board and began to chop the vegetables again.

***

Yami heard the game shop door close and he looked out the window. He saw grandpa walk down the street, hands in pockets, walking at a brisk pace. He smiled as he watched him leave, hoping that the old man would remember to look both ways before he crossed the street. A pleasant aroma filled his nose, and his stomach growled in anticipation. He placed a hand onto his roaring belly, and walked downstairs to see what Yugi was making. It smelled like potatoes being boiled and chicken being cooked in the oven. Walking into the kitchen, Yami heard the radio playing some soft jazz music, and he saw Yugi humming to the song, his back turned to him, wearing an apron and his hair pulled back. Yami leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms as he watched the youth make some gravy for dinner. Yugi stopped what he was doing and looked towards the door. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Yami standing there, leaning against the door casually with his arms folded. Yugi smiled at him, but quickly turned away as he felt the heat rise to his cheeks.

"What are you making for dinner tonight, Yugi?" asked Yami as he went to the table and sat down.

"Mashed potatoes and chicken with gravy," replied Yugi as he boiled the gravy from the vegetables that he cut, "I hope that you and Grandpa like it. It's the first time that I've done this and I hope that it comes out right."

"I am sure that the food will be delicious," replied Yami, "And even if it didn't, I would still eat it because I am very hungry right now. They say hunger is the best spice for food." Yugi laughed and turned to look at Yami from the corner of his eye.

"So what did you do all summer?" asked Yugi, "Did you have a good time while I was gone?"

"It was…okay, I guess," responded Yami, picking at his nails, "But it wasn't as fun as the previous years."

"Yeah, this time we didn't have any psychopaths trying to kill us, or steal our souls," Yugi laughed, "It was a quiet summer for you at least. I had work and training to do."

"Yes, I can see that Yugi, at least you had something to do. I was stuck here in the house most of the time."

"You could have left; Grandpa said that he sent you to get things from the store once."

"Yes I did, but that was a mistake. The store clerk thought I was you and asked where I went for vacation. I didn't know what to say, but thank the gods that he forgot where he was and then gave me the change from the money I gave him and told me to have a good day. After that, I asked Grandpa not to send me out anymore because people would get confused."

"So you just sat around the house all day? You poor thing, but did you do any drawing in the sketch book I gave you? You had to have been doing something while I was away!"

"I did a few sketches."

"Can I see them after dinner Yami? Please? Oh please can I see them?"

"Well…"

"Please! I won't laugh at them I promise! Pretty please, with sugar and a cherry on top?" Yami laughed at Yugi as he begged to see the sketch book, and he agreed to let him see it, though he did it reluctantly. Yugi grinned at the Pharaoh as he got his way, and then took off his apron and sat next to him. Yami looked at Yugi, realizing how much he really did miss the boy. Yugi sat with his head bent, looking at the floor and thinking about the vision he had that afternoon. Did he and Jade have a relationship thousands of years ago? Or was the vision and the dream just an illusion?

"Yugi," Yami said quietly, pulling Yugi from the dark thoughts, "We'll figure this out, don't worry about it. We've faced tough situations before, and this is no different."

"I guess you're right Yami, but it freaked me out when I had that vision and the dream in the same day. Whatever it is though, we'll figure it out together. Team work, right Yami?" Yami's shoulders slumped when he heard the words 'team work' come from Yugi's mouth. I guess he does only feel friendship for me, Yami thought, But I will have to tell him how I feel about him sooner or later. I'll tell him later.

"Right Yugi," Yami said softly. Silence stretched on before them and then Yami said suddenly, "Yugi? I really did miss you over the summer." Yugi looked at the Pharaoh in surprise. He didn't think Yami would just right out and tell him that he missed him. Yugi smiled at him and replied, "I missed you too Yami." Yami placed a hand onto Yugi shoulder and smiled at him, wishing that he could pull him closer and kiss his beautiful mouth, but he dare not risk their friendship. Yugi lowered his eyes at Yami and placed a hand over the one on his shoulder, and smiled slowly. They sat there for a moment, just looking at each other, when Yami let go of Yugi's shoulder and placed his hands behind his head, and cracked his back over the chair he was sitting in. Yugi looked at the flesh that was exposed from the stretch and he felt himself get hot. He stood up and went over to the pot to see if the potatoes were done boiling. Yami watched Yugi from his upside down position with a lopsided grin on his face.

"Are they done Yugi?" Yami asked him.

"Yeah, get up off you lazy ass and help me out here," Yugi ordered him, "Go into the fridge and get the milk and butter from in there. Pour a glass of milk and put it into the microwave for about a minute. After that, you can mash these potatoes for me."

"Why do I have to help? I am the Pharaoh," Yami said, pouting slightly. Yugi laughed at him.

"Yeah, and you're a lazy Pharaoh at that. Get up Yami, or you're not eating tonight." Yami got up quickly and did as he was told. When he got the supplies and finished mashing the potatoes, he asked, "Is there anything else master?"

"Yes there is, set the table for me please, and when we're done with dinner and upstairs, I want a back massage while I am looking at the sketches that you drew."

"Uh, okay Yugi, but I will show you the ones that I want you to see, not the entire book."

"No I want to see the entire thing, don't deny me that."

"No, only a few of them."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Boys! Boys! Please act your age!" Grandpa said as he walked into the kitchen and sat at the table, "You two sound like bickering three year olds. Finish with the food Yugi, and Yami finish setting the table. That walk made me hungry as a bear."

***

Yami sat on the bed, holding the black book with all his sketches of Yugi in them, while Yugi was in the bathroom brushing his teeth and washing his face. He was nervous about showing them to Yugi because there were a few of them which he didn't want Yugi to see. Mostly, they were drawings of Yami holding Yugi while he slept, but there were others were he and Yugi are kissing. He wasn't sure how Yugi would take it if he saw them. The bathroom light clicked off and Yugi walked into the room, wearing his black pajama pants and no shirt. Yami got up and sat onto his own bed on the floor and tried to hide the book from Yugi, but Yugi saw it and snatched it away.

"Oh no you don't, you little sneak," Yugi laughed as he flopped himself belly down onto the bed, "You said I could look at these, and you have to give me a back massage. My shoulders are killing me, so could you please focus there Yami?"

"You've become very demanding Yugi," replied Yami, folding his arms across his chest, "What do I get in return for doing all this?"

"I'll give you a back rub when I am done looking at the pictures." Yami shook his head and stood up. He sat on the side of the bed, and began to apply ancient Egyptian techniques to ease the soreness from Yugi's muscles. Yugi opened the book and began to flip through the pages, admiring the skills that Yami possessed. Yami didn't look over Yugi's shoulder as he worked out the kinks from his back. He was too nervous and he felt the heat rise into his cheeks as Yugi passed yet another portrait of them kissing. Yugi blushed as he saw a few pictures of him and Yami kissing and clutching at each other tightly. His face burned with a blushing pleasure at the detailed work. He nearly gasped as he saw one picture of Yami and him in bed with absolutely no clothes on. He was sleeping soundly, a smile playing on his lips, while Yami was looking down at him, his fingers playing with his hair. Yugi closed the book and turned over onto his back. Yami looked at Yugi, but then turned his face away from the youth in embarrassment. Yugi smiled at him, and then grabbed his arm. In one fluid motion, Yugi had Yami pinned to the bed on his belly, and Yugi was straddling his hips.

"I said that I would give you a back rub when I was done with the book," Yugi said as Yami began to struggle.

"Oh," Yami replied, and cease his movements, "Yeah that's right."

"I'm really impressed by the drawings Yami, they are very detailed," Yugi said quietly as he began to move his fingers into the knots of Yami's back, "The last picture had to be my favorite one."

"Which one was that Yugi?" Yami asked nervously. Yugi's fingers were destroying all the tightness from Yami and he positively melted at the touch. It was getting hard to focus on the words of the youth.

"It was where you and I were sleeping in the same bed, and you were playing with my hair."

"Th…that one came on an impulse. I wanted to know if I could draw something like that, nothing more."

"Well, I'll tell you right now that it is a very good drawing. Yami, you should submit one of these pictures into a contest or something. They are really impressive."

"Do you think so Yugi? I am not really sure about it."

"I know so Yami, what's to lose?" Yugi rolled off of Yami, stood up, and looked down at him. Yami rolled over and looked up at Yugi, placing his hands behind his head, and smiling.

"I want to sleep in the bed tonight," Yami demanded, "You can sleep on the floor."

"Yeah right Yami," Yugi laughed, then grew serious, "Do…do you want to share the bed with me? It's big enough to hold the both of us, you know. Of course if you don't want to, it's up to you." Yami raised an eyebrow at the blushing boy, who had his head bent and was twisting his fingers as he spoke. Yugi may have grown in height, but he was still as innocent as a child.

"Sure Yugi, I'll share the bed with you," Yami said quietly. Yugi looked up at Yami and smiled. He climbed into bed with the Pharaoh, and clicked off the light. Yami pulled the covers up around them, and then was shocked when Yugi nestled himself into Yami's chest. Yami blushed, but wrapped his arms around the youth.

"Good-night little one," Yami said and closed his eyes.

"Good-night Pharaoh," Yugi replied and fell asleep.