Secrets

By: Yaoi no Hime

Disclaimer: No matter how much I would like to, I do not own YGO or any of its characters. However, I do own the plot associated with the use of the YGO setting and characters as well as any original characters that happen to appear in this fic. O.o That's all…

Pairings: Yugi/Yami Bakura

Notes: XD I feel so loved…104 reviews for this crappy fic of mine. You people actually love me! It's all thanks to all you reviewers and my good buddies Ravid and Paru-chan that I can keep this fic going! I couldn't have done it without you! On with this chapter!

Chapter 5: Confusion of the Heart

Yugi groaned as sunlight hit his window, wandering into his room. "What the hell---?!"

He was interrupted by a seemingly sugar-high Yami jumping on his bed, smiling brightly down at him. Yugi blinked and his eyes widened as he realized the state he was in. Flushing and hugging a pillow over his lover regions, he frowned at his hyperactive yami. "Mou~! Yami, what're you doing?!"

Yami stopped bouncing and grinned. "Today, Aibou, we're going out."

The violet-eyed hikari blinked owlishly. "Out? It's," he looked over at the digital clock on his night stand. "Eight o'clock in the morning. Where're we going out at eight in the morning on a Sunday Yami?"

The crimson-eyed Yami stepped off the bed and playfully plucked his hikari's nose. "Himitsu…" He trailed off as his eyes traveled to where Yugi had once held his pillow and flushed, still smirking. "What were you dreaming of Aibou?" He raised a fine eyebrow. "Or should I say 'who'?"

Yugi flushed and used the pillow to hid is unwanted erection yet again. "Mou~! What were you doing looking down there anyway?" He grinned to himself in satisfaction. 'Perfect comeback.'

What he didn't expect was for his yami to retort with an equally perfect comeback.

"I happened to have enjoyed the view."

And before Yugi could respond, he fled the room with a fleeting, "Hurry up and get ready!"

Dumbfounded, Yugi sat on his bed replaying what had happened. He couldn't believe it. Was his yami actually flirting with him? He got up off the bed and walked towards his bathroom, still deep in thought.

He'd always thought that the former pharaoh was straight…

~*~

Frowning, Bakura sat up off the comfort of his pillows and glared at nothing in particular. He couldn't get back to sleep. His frown deepened as he went over the events of his 'date' with Yugi a few days prior. He was still somewhat confused as to what had caused him to act that way. And Bakura did not like t be confused.

It just wasn't natural for him to be acting so…nice…to anyone.

Cursing, he got up and left the room heading downstairs for breakfast. He wasn't surprised to see Ryou already up and eating breakfast, staring at the small television installed in their kitchen.

At least it had cable.

"Where's mine, brat?"

Ryou looked up, surprised to see his yami up. He cocked his head, noting that the white-haired yami never usually got up before noon. "Bakura! What're you doing up so early? It's not even noon yet."

The said thief shrugged, pulling out a chair at the breakfast table and sitting down. "I can't get up early for once?" He leaned back and waved a nonchalant hand. "Where's my breakfast?"

Ryou frowned slightly and continued eating his food, ignoring his yami's attitude. "Make your own, you're an able-bodied citizen." He nodded to himself. "Yes, able-bodied indeed."

Bakura raised an eyebrow. His hikari was finally developing a backbone.

Interesting.

He was about to retort when he thought back to the heavily suggestive tone the white-haired hikari had used when calling him able-bodied. Bakura was indeed shocked…and not much could surprise the somewhat insane tomb robber. He coughed and looked at the calm boy suspiciously. "And what exactly do you mean by able-bodied?"

Ryou set down his fork and frowned at his yami. "Bakura, I hardly pay any attention to you and your tendencies to sleep with any little person you can find, but I don't appreciate you bringing your little toys here. Really, don't you think you should be careful?" He paused, looking genuinely worried, before continuing. "What you're obviously doing to those people isn't right. You could really do some damage to them…mentally, emotionally, and physically…"

Bakura listened, staring at his hikari. Perhaps the normally timid teen was right. Maybe everything he was doing to Yugi was actually destroying the playful, violet-eyed boy…but what did he care? Wasn't that what he was aiming for? To damage the (not so) innocent hikari to the point of no return then break it off at the very last moment? At least…that's what he thought it was.

The conflicted thief tore his eyes away from his hikari's serious gaze and sat up, heading towards the stairs. "I'm leaving out."

Before Ryou could say anything, his yami was already heading towards his room to get dressed. The confused hikari couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with his yami. As impossible as it seemed, perhaps the tomb robber actually listend to what he had to say. Could the former tomb robber have actually taken his advice to heart (if he had one)?

Ryou shook his head, ignoring all the impossible possibilities. They were getting him nowhere. He continued eating his breakfast, thoughts still worriedly lingering on Bakura.

'Bakura…what's gotten into you?'

~*~

After getting dressed, Bakura went back downstairs and, without so much as a glance at his hikari. Left the house.

He frowned, glaring at all the early risers walking down the sidewalks and driving in the streets. Despite how much he hated being outside during the day, he couldn't sleep and he didn't want to stay in the house with Ryou after what had happened at the breakfast table. It was more than a little odd that his hikari actually still worried for him after all he did.

Bakura stuffed his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt and started walking down the sidewalk, heading nowhere in particular. He thanked all the gods of Egypt that it was Sunday morning so the chance of him running into the main topic of his thoughts was (thank Ra) close to zero percent.

~*~

Yami smiled and took a deep breath, inhaling the crisp, fresh air of autumn.

Yes…today would be a good day…

The former pharaoh glanced across the path at his Aibou currently getting them some ice cream. He couldn't help but worry about the teen. Ever since Yami had broken up with Anzu, he began to notice how frequently and late Yugi stayed out. What was he doing between those times? Not to mention the link wasn't much help since it was constantly being shut off by none other than his light.

So what was really going on?

Why was Yugi practically avoiding him?

Yami sighed, leaned back and stared at the clear blue sky. Not a cloud in sight.

So caught up was Yami in his thoughts, he never noticed Yugi approaching him until he felt something cold and wet drip on his face. Blinking in surprise Yami sat up and quirked an eyebrow at Yugi. "Aibou?" He wiped the sweet, sticky substance off his face and grinned. "What was that for?"

"You were zoned out. So I decided to bring you back to the world of the living." Yugi replied, pouting cutely for show.

The crimson-eyed spirit chuckled and took his chocolate swirl ice cream from Yugi's grasp, patting the seat next to him on the bench. "Sit."

This time Yugi quirked an eyebrow. "I'm not a dog you know."

Yami shook his head and smiled. "Of course not. Care to take a seat then?"

Yugi nodded and took a seat next to Yami on the quaint and comfortable park bench. He sighed in sheer joy. It had been so long since he and Yami had actually gone out and done something like this. With Anzu out of the picture, life seemed so beautiful, yet still so difficult. As he'd wished for the longest time, he had Yami to himself...but it was much too late for him to form a relationship with the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle. Yugi absentmindedly nibbled at his ice cream and frowned slightly.

He loved Bakura.

So he couldn't have Yami anymore.

Then…he guessed it wasn't meant to be. He guessed that he belonged to Bakura and Yami had already lost his chance at romance.

His thoughts were interrupted by a repeated poke at his cheek and he turned his head to find himself staring into Yami's face. "Yami?"

The said spirit smiled and shook his head. "And you called me zoned out? Did you even hear a word of the conversation I was having with you Yugi…though I couldn't call it a conversation since you weren't saying anything back."

Yugi flushed sheepishly. "Ah…gomen nasai. I was just thinking about something."

"What about?"

"…"

The spirit sighed at the silent reply and shook his head. "Whenever you want to talk about it Yugi, I'm here."

Yugi almost winced. Yami almost never called him Yugi. It was always Aibou or hikari….

"I'm sorry Yami…it's just that…I can't tell you right now. I swear I'll tell you when I'm ready. Just…not now."

Yami smiled sadly and stared at his hikari. It hurt that his little light he cared about so much didn't trust him enough to tell him what was bothering him, but he decided not to speak of that. Instead, he took his hand and tilted Yugi's chin upwards, grinning down at him. "It's alright Aibou…I understand."

The hikari felt his cheeks flush a bit as Yami's intensive gaze looked intently down at him. With Bakura in his life, he'd forgotten how enticing his yami's gaze could be. Those beautiful crimson orbs he had once (and probably still) loved.

Bakura…

Yugi blinked and forced all tempting thoughts of his yami out of his head. He wouldn't allow himself the pain of loving two completely opposite people. It just wouldn't do at all. The small teen knew that he belonged to Bakura…

…Mind….

…Body…

….and Soul.

The mood was broken as Yugi felt something cold and sticky trailing down his hands.

The ice cream.

"Ah! My ice cream is all melted now!" He pouted and glared down at the cold delicacy.

Yami chuckled and, to Yugi's surprise, he threw away the ice cream cone, took Yugi's hand in his, and began to clean off the ice cream…

…with his tongue.

Shocked, Yugi couldn't even move as the spirit used his (apparently) skillful tongue to clean off the sticky substance. He bit back a gasp as Yami made sure he licked away the ice cream covering every nook and cranny of his hand. The small teen bit his lip as his Yami's eyes looked up at him, though his warm tongue was still at work.

And then it was over.

With one last flick of the tongue, Yami drew back and grinned at Yugi's (still) shocked face. "Enjoy that Aibou?"

Finally, everything that happened registered in Yugi's head and he had the grace to flush. He gulped, unsure of how to answer, but not wanting to hurt any feelings. He had indeed enjoyed it, but if he spoke it out, it'd feel like he was betraying someone. Even if he didn't know whether or not that person was completely faithful to him.

"Um…"

Yami chuckled and shook his head. "No need to answer, Aibou. It's written all over your face."

"I…I thought you were…"

"Straight?"

Yugi nodded. "H-hai…"

The former pharaoh shrugged and stood up. "I'm not sure at all what my sexual preference is. Perhaps I'm bi?"

Yugi nodded again, completely understanding. It was probably the same for himself as well.

"Well, anyway. Let's go. I have some shopping to do today before we go back home." Yami said, stretching.

"Sure.

~*~

Ephemera Eternidade.

Ephemeral Eternity.

Bakura's favorite place to eat and think.

His eyebrow twitched.

If only the busty waitress Miyuki wasn't there to annoy him…the day would be better.

"It's good to see you again! By now you most likely should know my name and the name of this place and all so I don't have to introduce myself to you now do I? It's a shame you aren't here with your little friend today…he was cute…"

Bakura frowned and sent a fierce glare in Miyuki's direction. "Will you just SHUT UP?! By Ra! I'm getting sick of seeing your face every time I come here to eat! Have you no fucking life?!"

Miyuki reeled back in surprise, looking somewhat hurt. "Well…um…sorry…" Tears welled in her eyes. "Eto…I didn't mean to be of any bother…it's just that…it's part of my job here to be perky and everything or I'll get fired for sure!" Her tears disappeared suddenly. "Say…where is that cute boy that was here with you anyway? I would love to see him again. Perhaps you could set us up or something? You know…"

The spirit of the Millennium Ring growled at the hyperactive waitress. "Did you NOT just hear me when I said SHUT UP? And another thing: he's not available so just leave the subject alone Ra-damnit!"

"Well touchy aren't we?" The busty waitress replied before turning on her heel to another table that'd just walked in.

Bakura sighed, suddenly noticed the nosy eyes peering curiously at him, and buried his face in his hands. How much more screwed up could his day get? First Ryou gives him a lecture on how to take care of HIS lover, and then a ditzy waitress comes and talks about her crush on Yugi. It irked him to a maximum that he was bothered by her attraction to his lover. If he didn't care about him…then why did he care about somebody else wanting him?

It was then that Bakura decided the whole 'relationship thing' required too much thinking on his part.

He growled and glared into his coffee mug.

He'd never been fond of the traditional Japanese tea…

Again, he found himself wondering how much more screwed up his day could get.

~*~

Yugi sighed and dropped the bags he'd been holding as soon as he stepped through the door. Flopping down on the couch he tossed off his jacket and playfully glared at his yami. "Geez Yami…when you said shopping I thought you only meant a few things. You bought enough to feed the needy!"

Yami smirked, closing the door as not to let in the brisk air. "I am the needy, Aibou."

"Saved yourself into a poorhouse, eh?" The hikari retorted. Yugi giggled and, kicking off his sneakers, leaned back against the sofa. The day with Yami had been pretty much tiring…and it was only 2 o'clock. He smiled to himself, noticing that he had been missing his Yami's presence in his life. Everything was indeed okay now…except….

"Aibou?"

The violet-eyed hikari opened his eyes and almost had a hear attack seeing his yami's face suddenly so close to his. "Ah…yes Yami?"

The spirit of the Millennium Puzzle moved to the back of the couch and set his hands on Yugi's shoulders, massaging so lightly Yugi probably didn't feel it. "What are you thinking of? You've been spaced out quite frequently lately."

Yugi sighed softly as Yami's hands expertly worked on his tense muscles. "Nothing really…just thinking about someone."

The hands on his shoulders halted, much to Yugi's disappointment.

"Someone Aibou?" The hands continued massaging. "Would it happen to be that same person you were thinking of in bed this morning?"

Yugi's eyes widened and he flushed considerably. Cringing, he realized that there was no way out of this one. Yami had him in his clutches and he hadn't realized it until the last minute. "Um…I guess so…"

Yami frowned and leaned his face in close to Yugi's ear. "Would you tell me who this mystery person is?"

Biting his lip, Yugi shook his head. "I can't…" His eyes were watering as he thought of all the possibilities of Yami's reactions if he told him that he was screwing (bluntly putting it) their supposedly worst enemy…and these possibilities didn't include him being happy about it. No indeed…the spirit of the Millennium Puzzle would not be pleased if he found out what his hikari and least-favorite person were doing in their free time.

Sighing, Yami nuzzled Yugi's neck. "You used to be able to tell me everything Yugi…what happened?"

Yugi sighed and leaned into Yami's gentle touch. "After that thing with Anzu…I felt…I don't know…lost, I guess." He bit back a noise of approval as Yami kissed the back of his neck and blew on the wet spot, causing his light to shiver pleasantly.

Letting go of Yugi's shoulders, Yami eased his way around to the front of the sofa and, climbing on top of him, smirked down at Yugi. "Temptation's a bitch, ne Aibou?" Not waiting for an answer, Yami bent down and attacked Yugi's neck with his lips.

Yugi's head was spinning. He couldn't believe that Yami was KISSING him. It just didn't make any sense and now his feelings were mixed and jumbled. In one corner, Bakura had stolen his heart without a doubt, but in the other corner…he didn't know what he felt about his yami. 'I'm so confused…'

Suddenly, all thoughts left his head as Yami's hands traveled underneath his shirt, fingers grazing his bare skin. Yugi gasped lightly and slightly arched into Yami's comforting hands. Even if it wasn't right it felt good…had Bakura made him this way? So sensitive to touches and responsive to lust?

Yami smirked as his lips toyed with the flesh at the nape of Yugi's neck. Everything was working out perfectly. Ever since his bad break up with Anzu he saw his hikari in a new and much brighter light. He noticed the way his slim hips swayed in an effeminate way when he walked and how a cute, embarrassed blush grazed his cheeks when he caught on to a sexual innuendo. Everything about the other boy suddenly interested him and he wanted more. He wanted more than to just stay in the sidelines, taking an occasional glance at Yugi's innocent (as far as he knew) features.

Thus, the yami felt the need to claim Yugi as his own without, of course, knowing that the same thing had already been done way before.

Nipping at the tender skin of Yugi's neck, Yami then bit down on it, enjoying his hikari's surprised gasp, and sucked on the red flesh, leaving a very large and noticeable hickey in the process.

'Oh shit' was the only thing constantly replaying in Yugi's mind as the severity of what had just happened crashed down on him. Yugi suddenly shoved Yugi back, surprising the yami out of his triumphant daze.

Yugi scrambled off the couch, panting and holding his neck as if he were burned. "Y-yami…did you just…oh shit…"

Pushing back his surprise at Yugi's use of swearing, Yami frowned at his light. "What's wrong? I mean…it seemed like you were enjoying it…"

"That's the thing! I DID enjoy it but I just can't do this with you Yami! I…I…" He turned his head. Ever since he started his relationship with Bakura he was hoping it never came down to telling his Yami he wasn't so…innocent.

"You what?"

Yugi bit his lip. "I mean…um…I already have someone else…whom I love and…even if he doesn't know it yet and probably doesn't care…I feel like I'm betraying him!" The small teen furiously wiped at his soon-to-fall tears. "I didn't ask to fall in love with him! Hell, I never wanted anything to do with him but I just couldn't help it! I'm so sorry I didn't tell you earlier Yami…I just couldn't."

Yami sat, shocked, on the couch. So Yugi had a boyfriend all along…

He closed his eyes as he ran his long fingers through his hair and sighed. "It's okay Aibou…I guess I should've been around more. Then, perhaps, I would've had a chance." His crimson eyes opened slowly and he peered at Yugi as if he was seeing through his soul. "Even so…I'm telling you now that I won't give up. If this person is treating you like this then he doesn't deserve you. I'll find a way to make your heart mind Aibou…"

Yugi was at loss for words.

End of Chapter 5

e.e Finally done with this chapter…sorry it took so long. Writer's blocks are HARD to get over. Geez….