FLY WITH ME
By Amphitrite

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A/n: All right, I have finally returned with the seventh chapter. I'm rather proud at the moment, since this is the second story of mine ever to reach the seventh chapter. Well, at this point of time, at least. Hopefully, my other fics will be updated soon as well. -_-;;

Pairings: Bakura/Yami, Ryou/Yuugi

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! belongs to the great Takahashi-sama. 'Fly With Me' belongs to Amphitrite. Don't steal.

Last Revision: January 18th, 2004

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It's funny. A month or so ago, I was being hated by Yami. We were 'enemies'. Now, he's my lover.

I find that slightly amusing.

It all happened so fast~… Yami processed my hint so much faster than I had originally predicted…He got me so nervous when I found him on my doorstep. Not that I'm sad or anything, just a little surprised at how fast we got together. I wonder how he figured out everything, anyway…

Yet, in public, we're still 'hating' each other. The other day, Yami-love called me a sexy-assed, psychotic masochist. I had practically fallen over in laughter, but I luckily prevented that from happening. Instead, I just called him an ugly, egotistical bastard who really needed a good screw.

So we have fun insulting each other. Yuugi, Ryou, and the others give us the weirdest looks, but in my opinion, that's the most amusing part.

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"Yuugi~!"

Yuugi stuck his head outside his door. "Hai, okaasan?"

"Go clean your room~!" his mother yelled.

Yuugi blinked in confusion. "But…my room is already clean!" he protested. She hesitated.

"Go clean the guestroom, then!"

"But that's already clean too!!!" he shouted back. She made a frustrated noise.

"Just go clean something~!"

Yuugi groaned, but stepped out of his room anyway. He mumbled incoherent words underneath his breath and walked into the guestroom. He looked around. The room was practically the same as always: neat, organized, and disturbingly blue. Yuugi shook his head. Everything in the room was blue. His okaasan had insisted that it looked perfect, but Sugoroku and Yuugi had always told her that it was just…blinding.

He frowned. How was he supposed to clean a room that was already clean? He sighed and flopped backwards onto the bed. With his eyes, he began to trace the words 'I love Ryou' on the blank, white ceiling. A smile rose upon his face at the thought of his beloved boyfriend.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he began to drift off…

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Yuugi awoke painfully as he landed on the ground. He let out a groan of pain when he tried to get up.

Apparently, he had fallen off the bed in his sleep.

He frowned.

Funny thing was, he had been dreaming that he and Ryou were sitting atop a cloud. Suddenly, Ryou had turned to him and informed him that they would be breaking up. In his shock, Yuugi had fallen off the cloud…

And had landed on the carpeted floor of the guestroom.

What a wonderful way to wake up.

The small freshman rubbed his eyes. Why did I have that dream? It had to mean something… His eyes widened. Is Ryou going to break up with me? No! It can't be…Ryou loves me…as much as I love him. It was just a bad dream. ...Right?

He turned to the side, curling into a small ball. The floor actually wasn't that bad…It made a nice, fluffy bed. He closed his eyes, ready to go back to sleep until okaasan found him there…

Yuugi's eyes flickered open.

There was something under the bed…something weirdly shaped. He squinted, trying to guess what it was before having to get it out. What could be under the bed in the guestroom? Barely anyone ever came in here… The Mutous didn't have people over very often and his okaasan didn't like having things under beds. She said that it was "a dirty place to put one's belongings".

As Yuugi had no idea what the mysterious object was, he tentatively reached under the bed to grasp it. Damn, I can't reach it. He sighed and got up, walking to the other side of the bed and kneeling down to remove it from its place. He frowned. It felt like…cloth?

He pulled it out and stared at the shirt hanging from his hand.

It looked like one of…Ryou's?

But that made no sense. Why would Ryou's shirt be under the bed of the guestroom? What was it doing there? Why on earth would someone take Ryou's shirt and stuff it under the bed…of the guestroom?!? It made absolutely no sense. Unless…

Yuugi's eyes widened. He recalled a night, about a month ago, when he had heard those…sounds coming from…this very room. He had heard some whispering before Yami had opened the door. He had pretended that he hadn't heard it, just because he thought that it was really none of his business what Yami was doing.

But now, he had discovered Ryou's shirt underneath the bed. Could…could Yami have been in this room with Ryou that night? Yuugi glanced at the shirt. It was coated in dust. Just the right amount of dust that something that had been under the bed for a month should have.

Yuugi stared at the shirt in horror.

Was Ryou cheating on him? And with his very own yami?

He himself found that extremely unlikely, but he had to admit that there was no better explanation. Why else would Ryou's shirt be there? It had to have been taken off…

He climbed onto the bed and lay down. But…why would Ryou ever betray him? And with Yami? The boy shook his head at his stupidity. Of course Ryou would want Yami… Yuugi's dark side was just so much better than Yuugi himself in so many ways. Obviously, Ryou would prefer Yami to Yuugi…He was more attractive, stronger both physically and mentally, taller, more dominant…and less childish.

No…Ryou can't be cheating on me. Never. It…Ryou…He's just not the kind of person to do that! I mean, Ryou is…so sweet and caring. And…he loves…me. Right?

The more he thought about it, the madder he became at Yami. How dare he steal his own omote's beloved? That was completely against all rules of…something~! It was twisted and wrong. How could Yami do that to him?

How could part of himself hurt him so much?

Yuugi closed his eyes, curling into a ball again. He would wait. He wouldn't confront Ryou immediately… He wanted to make sure that his suspicions were correct. Otherwise, he would just make a fool of himself.

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Yami sat on one of the many sets of stairs in his soul room, lost in thought. Thoughts of Bakura…the one who was now his lover. But somehow, the relationship didn't feel right. He hated to admit it, but he didn't feel that…that special connection. Maybe…Maybe what he felt for Bakura was only lust.

He closed his eyes. He hated the thought of that; he knew Bakura loved him and he truly did want to feel the same…

But he didn't.

There was nothing wrong with Bakura. He was perfectly a good lover, a good person at heart. Sure, he may have been a tomb robber in the past; he may have wanted to kill Yami in the past… He may be crazy and a megalomaniac at times… But he was a good person.

Yami shook his head. It made no sense. If he thought Bakura was a good person, then what was wrong? Why didn't he feel that…bond, that mandatory bond that was needed for a successful relationship?

Why didn't he feel as though he loved Bakura?

He sighed. He was trying to… He had told the thief that he would try to make it work…and he was trying. But…

It just wasn't happening.

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"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Yuugi asked cheerfully. Or at least his demeanor seemed cheerful. Inside, he was actually quite suspicious. This was it… Ryou fidgeted nervously, pale cheeks turning pink in embarrassment.

"Umm…I…" The silver-haired hikari sighed. Yuugi tilted his head to the side, silently encouraging his boyfriend to go on with whatever he had to say, though Yuugi was sure that whatever Ryou had to say was something that he didn't want to hear. "I'm breaking up with you."

Ryou turned away, not wanting to see what pain Yuugi would be in. He had tried to convince himself that this was for the better, but he didn't want to hurt Yuugi. Surprisingly, Yuugi said nothing; made no sound. The smaller one laid a gentle hand on Ryou's shoulder. "Don't turn away, Ryou…" Yuugi said softly. Ryou's eyes filled with tears and he turned back to face Yuugi.

"I…I'm sorry, Yuugi. It's just that…"

"Are you dating Yami?" Yuugi asked bluntly. Ryou blinked in confusion.

"What?"

"Are. You. With. My. Yami," Yuugi managed to say without gritting his teeth. He did suddenly sound a bit hostile, though. It was Ryou's turn to tilt his head to the side. Tender brown eyes stared at Yuugi in disbelief.

"Of course not. Why would I ever do that? Why would you ever think that I would…cheat on you?"

"Maybe because I found your shirt under the bed in my guestroom? And maybe because I had previously heard Yami in there…making noises that I don't want to talk about?" Yuugi said sarcastically, something he didn't do often.

Ryou shook his head, locks of silver flying around his head. "I don't understand, Yuugi. I haven't been to your guestroom since…ever."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying!"

"Then explain the shirt to me."

Ryou faltered. "I…I don't know how my shirt could have gotten there."

"I'm not falling for your lies this time, Ryou. Just admit it. It's not like I'm going to hurt you or anything. I just want to know why you're breaking up with me. I want to have my suspicions confirmed so I don't have to live like this, damn it!"

"I'm not lying, Yuugi. But you want to know why I'm breaking up with you? It's because…It's because I don't think I love you any more."

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A/n: Yes, I know that was insanely short, but I really wanted to post this. The chapter just had to end. -_-; And in order for me to be able to write the next chapter, I'll need to be motivated by your reviews~! So review! ^^