(Scene: Yugi is sat in his bedroom, staring at the wall. He's thinking about Yami, who is helping out in the shop.)
I miss you, Yami.
Dumb, huh? You're only downstairs. I know that.
I miss you, Yami.
If I called you, you'd come running. Always.
It hurts.
I miss you.
But it's worse when you're here in the room. Much worse.
I miss you. So bad.
Miss all the things I don't know, and never will.
The tastes of you.
Your skin.
Your mouth.
The sounds you would make.
Passion-filled voice.
Would you groan?
Would you sigh?
Would you scream with the pleasure?
I would.
I think.
Scream with pleasure and joy.
I daydream about it constantly.
Do you know that?
I doubt it.
I dream of your eyes; they're so beautiful.
Dream of your skin; silk-velvet-steel.
Dream of your arms around me, and your voice saying –
But you don't.
Not really.
RA, I miss it so much!
That's why I've started sleeping more.
You noticed that.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. Or Grandpa.
But, sometimes –
I dream of it all. All the things I don't know.
Your scent, your voice. Your hands on my skin.
I miss it. When I'm awake.
I miss you, Yami.
It's not real. My dreams. I know that.
You'd never touch me like that for real.
I wish you would.
You think I'm a child; that I'm too young for love.
I know you do.
You protect me from everything, including yourself.
You think I'm too young.
So I miss you, Yami.
Please review. Slightly strange, huh? I'm doing what I did to the Bakuras (in 'True Feelings', if you didn't know). Tell me what you think.