MD: *wakes cuddled next to Ryou & Malik* Um, can someone tell me why I'm living out my most fangirl-ish daydreams……….. And wearing DM armor? *quickly changes back to goggles (a la digimon), jeans, and t-shirt* Much better.

YD: *blinks* You……don't remember?

MD: *blinks back* Should I? Wow! Where'd all these reviews come from?!

YD: *sighs* I'll do Q&A hikari.

Q&A:

YD: *hands plushies to EgyptianPrincess174, rikki-the-fox, Mamano, and sei mong* Congrats! You guessed right about my Baku-chan! I commend you.

sei mong:

MD: *reading chapters* I wrote this? Anyway, thanks for the info. I knew Bakura-sama's village was burned down but I wasn't clear on details.

YD: Must. Kill. Pharaoh.

Rikki-the-fox:

MD: You think I can write angst? Wow, thank you! I dunno how Bakura-sama got those scars either. Probably from Yami's guards, or something.

Aleuwolf:

MD: Yup, I saw Freaky Friday, that I did. I liked it.

YD: Meh.

MD: Thank you to the rest of the reviewers! Now then…*turns, sees massive mountain of homework* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! *faints*

YD: Baka hikari. Next chapter!

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Do You Remember?

Ryou Bakura awoke and blinked sleepily. He was underneath warm blankets and sun was streaming in through the windows. Time to get up.

He walked in a dreamy state to the living room, where his yami was waiting. Ryou yawned and rubbed at his eyes. "Yami? I had this really weird dream, we were getting along…."

He didn't get anymore out before Bakura wrapped his arms around him. "God hikari, I was so worried. Are you okay?"

Ryou stepped back, baffled by his normally cold yami's affectionate outburst. "Yami are you okay?" Yami sure is acting differently. Maybe my dream….wasn't a dream?

Bakura let go of his hikari, his aibou, when he noticed a light in his eyes and a smile on his face. "Not that I care about you or anything."

The smile never left his lips. "Of course not mou hitori no boku."

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Where am I? This was Malik's first thought as he woke up, disoriented and without a clue to his surroundings. He stretched out. Ow. Sore, stiffness. It was like he'd been cramped in a small space for a few days. His yami was dozing in a chair beside him, the eye of Ra not visible on his forehead like it usually was.

His yami opened an eye lazily in response to his hikari's movement. "Are you fine now?"

Hold it, back up. Brain does not compute. My yami is supposed to an evil, sadistic psycho. He does not ask me if I am okay.

The extreme confusion must have registered on his face. Marik shook his head and sat next to Malik. "Get comfortable hikari. This will take some explaining."

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Yugi woke up against something warm, the sleeping form of his yami, head drooped over in sleep. His yami had refused to leave him. He loved him to much,

Yugi didn't know how the thought came to him, it was just there, full and plain, in living color. He just hadn't seen it before. Funny how we ignore the things right in front of our noses.

Yami's crimson eyes cracked open. "Morning aibou."

Yugi smiled brightly. "Good morning Yami!" The reason for his quicker recovery might have had something to do with his previously close relationship with his yami. It hadn't quite been love, but constantly teetering on the edge of it. Yami was his protector.

"Yami?"

"Hm?"

"Aishiteru."

"Me too aibou, me too." (A/N: Wow. Doesn't get much fluffier than that.)

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Seto Kaiba was not happy. He was wearing foot pajamas, (Luckily for the hikari the clothes grow with the body,) and in the company of a person who looked almost EXACTLY LIKE HIM. But really he was too tired to be angry.

"Who are you?" He asked wearily.

Seito smiled at his now conscious hikari. "I'm your yami, Seto."

"Mmm." He could argue later.

Seito sweat dropped. "Stubborn as always, I see."

"If you're me, as you claim, then you should be too."

Seito rubbed his temples. This could be harder than he thought.

Seto continued in an almost-whisper. "But I guess you're not so bad."

"You're not so bad yourself." Seito began murmuring a sleeping spell, placing his cool fingers on Seto's head. "But you need your sleep. You've had much more to adjust to than the others." Seto felt his eyelids grow heavy. "Sleep little hikari. I'll be here when you wake up."

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The four relieved yamis met in the living room of the small apartment later that night.

Yami rested his head on his arms. "They don't remember a thing. Can you believe it?"

"Well, it's very possible that the illness wiped their memories." Seito said.

Bakura frowned. "Ryou-chan remembers some, but he seems to think it was all a dream."

Yami raised an eyebrow. "Since when is he Ryou-chan?"

Bakura glared. "Stuff it Pharaoh. That's not your business."

Seito placed a hand on Bakura's arm. "Easy Tomb Robber. We've all developed feelings for them to a certain extent. Yes, even you Marik, and you know it."

Marik didn't answer, choosing to glare at the wall instead.

"Admit it."

Marik continued glaring, at Seito this time.

"I guess that's a yes."

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5:00 A.M

MD: *staring at TV* SEASONS ONE AND 2! IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK?!

Bakura: What's her problem?

YD: Something about an anime. Digimon I think.

Bakura: Uh….huh.

MD: I'm better now. This fic will probably have one more chapter, of pure fluff. I also have a request to make: Please email me your opinions on hikari/yami. EMAIL, NOT REVIEW PLEASE. I'm gonna forward them to my friend, see if I can get her to like hikari/yami. Shadow's Girl12, I'd especially like your opinion. If I've made you a hikari/yami fan, my day is complete.

*goes back to TV* Hey…. That's Marik! YAH HOO! I GET TO SEE AN EPISODE WITH MARIK! *does happy dance*

YD: Well, now the secrets out. She watches the dub.

MD: I hide it well, huh? Don't worry though. I've done my homework. I know most everything through the Noa arc.

Ryou: You can review now!