Meet my other half
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This chapter isn't long- I'm sorry!!!! T_T You try writing a story with a 2 year old running around the house and destroying your headphones... grrr...
Warning: this is a yaoi fic, which means boy+boy so if you don't like it, then don't read.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh then Yami and Yugi would be together, and Anzu would die a slow, painful death... *evil chuckle*
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"..." – speech
'...' – thoughts
//...// - Yami to Yugi
/.../ - Yugi to Yami
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Chapter 2
Yami was in the middle of getting changed, and had just started to pull on his trousers when the door burst open and Yugi rushed in, shouting out something, then stopped abruptly, his mouth hanging open in shock.
The ancient pharaoh yelped and yanked his trousers up, glaring daggers at his aibou.
"Yugi! You could knock!" he bellowed.
Yugi turned a deep crimson and hastily retreated, muttering an apology under his breath, trying not think about how well toned his yami was.
'Get your mind out of the gutter!' the petite boy scolded himself. 'Like Yami could ever love you back.'
He sighed and sagged against the wall, clutching his head in his hands. Why did he have to fall in love with his yami of all people?
//I'm sorry aibou, for yelling.// Yami came to sit beside him, making Yugi jump. //Do you have a headache? Or has the sight of me without a shirt on blinded you?// he asked, a wicked note in his voice.
Yugi's blush grew worse and he stared at Yami, speechless. Yami frowned and pressed his hand against Yugi's forehead.
//Are you alright, aibou?//
/I... I'm fine/ Yugi managed to stutter. /I should have knocked- I'm sorry, I didn't think that you would be-/ he broke off and squirmed uncomfortably.
//Getting changed?// he asked, his voice wry. //Don't worry. What did you want?//
/I was going to ask if you wanted to go to the beach. Jou just phoned and asked if we would go with them./
//Them?//
/Well, just him and Anzu. Along with us, of course. They want to get to know you better. Do you want to go? I can tell them that we're busy if you want./
//No, that's fine.// Yami smiled at his light, then commented //You're returning to your normal skin tone.//
Yugi swatted playful at him, before accepting Yami's hand and let him pull him up.
//So... what do you do at a beach exactly?//
His aibou stared at him. /I forgot that you didn't really have beaches in ancient Egypt. Umm... you swim in the water and sunbathe I guess./ //What should I wear?//
/Shorts, usually./ Yugi looked at him curiously. /Do you have shorts?/
//I don't think so...// Yami looked uncertain. //Shorts? Why can't I swear trousers?//
/Because... you just don't./
//What are you wearing?// Yami couldn't imagine his aibou in anything but his normal gear.
/Shorts./ Yugi laughed. /Imagine- the pharaoh in shorts!/
Yami growled, a light blush tainting his cheeks.
/Don't worry- I'll ask Jou if he can spare you a pair./
//Thank you, aibou.// Yami stood up and walked back into his room.
Yugi sat there for a while longer, thinking about how much fun they were going to have at the beach, before he remembered the many bruises and cuts that covered his body, and sighed.
There was no way that he could wear only shorts- the others would see for sure. And how would Yami react when he saw how weak and spineless his hikari was? Blinking back tears, Yugi went back into his room.
Oh well- he'd just have to give the others some half winded excuse like he had a cold or something.
'Yami will never believe me. He'll demand to know what's wrong- I'll never be able to get away with it.' Yugi sighed again. 'I'll just go in for the direct approach.'
/Yami?/
//Yes, aibou?//
/I don't really feel like swimming today- is it okay if I just sit in the shade and read? I don't really like swimming that much./
//Don't you feel well?// Yami asked immediately, concerned.
/I feel fine!/ Yugi replied hastily, trying to sound calm. /Honestly- I just feel like a little rest./
//Hmm.// Yugi was unable to decipher the tone of Yami's voice. //If you say so, aibou.//
Jounouchi came by to pick them up 10 minutes later and grinned nervously when he saw Yami, still not quite sure what to make of Yugi's other half.
"Hey dudes! Here." he handed a pair of black shorts to Yami who accepted them gratefully, relieved that they weren't the same shade of bright green as the shorts that Jounouchi was wearing. "We've just got to pick Anzu up, then we're off to the beach! Yo Yug' did you bring some togs?"
Yugi shook his head. "I think I'll just stick to watching you guys. I don't really feel like swimming."
"You sure?" Jounouchi glanced at him worriedly.
Yugi nodded, attemtping a cheerful grin. "Yeah! Let's go then- the sooner we get there the better."
Deceived his his grin and his light voice, Jounouchi nodded and they drove to Anzu's house.
Yugi and Yami sat in the back, to avoid any situations when the conversation died out and awkward silences followed.
They soon arrived at the beach and Yugi watched Jounouchi and Anzu race into the water and immediately attempt to drown each other.
"Maybe I should just sit and wait with you." Yami said uncertainly.
"Please don't, Yami- you should go out and enjoy yourself."
"But I would enjoy myself more with you." Yami insisted.
"Come on, dude!" Jounouchi yelled, and before the ancient spirit could do anything, he was dragged down by Jounouchi and Anzu and dumped unceremoniously into the freezing cold sea.
Yugi laughed as his yami came up to the surface, spluttering water and swearing in ancient Egyptian.
Soon they all seemed to have forgotten about him, too wrapped up in their games. Even Yami's visits to see if he was having fun kept decreasing to the point where an hour or so had passed before he checked up on his aibou. Finally the warm sun and sound of laughter sent Yugi to sleep.
"Hey... poor ol' Yug' seems to have fallen asleep." Jounouchi grinned mischeviously. "Let's go and dump him in the water!"
"Are you sure?" Yami asked uncertainly. "He really didn't want to go swimming this morning."
"Yeah but you know Yug'! He won't mind."
Anzu nodded. "And besides- we're only going to dump him in the water- it can't hurt."
They crept up to where Yugi lay, fast asleep, and Jounouchi carefully picked him up. The petite boy gave a small murmur of protest before falling silent. They waded into the water and then quickly dropped him into the sea, laughing when he gave a shout of surprise and stood up sopping wet, his hair bowing down to gravity and lying as flat as it could on his head. Even Yami had to smother a chuckle.
"What did you do that for?" he asked, dismayed. Already he could feel his cuts start to sting from the salt trapped in his wounds and tried not to grimace from the pain.
"Don't look so hurt Yug'!" Jounouchi laughed and clapped the other boy on the back, missing his gasp of pain. Yami, however, didn't.
//Aibou? Are you alright?//
/I'm as fine as I can be./ Yugi snapped back, the pain making him irritable.
//Yugi?// Yami stepped towards him, a concerned frown on his face.
"Come on Yugi, take off your jacket. It needs to dry off." Anzu said, tugging at the leather like material.
"No!" Yugi yelped, pulling the saturated material tight around him. "I don't like taking my jacket off."
"Come on Yugi, you'll get a cold if you keep it on." Anzu said. "Besides, it's not like you've got anything to hide." she grinned. "Unless you have a tattoo that you're not telling us about?"
They all laughed, and Jounouchi tackled Yugi back into the water. "Come on Yug'! You gotta relax!"
//Come on aibou, I promise they won't ruin your jacket.// Yami said, amused. He hoisted the petite boy out of the water and sat him down on the sand.
Anzu and Jounouchi sat down next to him, and Anzu glanced up at the sky. "If you leave your clothes out to dry now they'll probably be ready to wear in half an hour." she commented.
'Stop making such a big deal of it!' Yugi thought to himself. 'maybe if I don't make a fuss and just do things quietly then they won't notice.' "I'll be under the shade." he said quickly.
Jounouchi glanced at his watch. "Looks like time for lunch." he said, much to Yugi's horror. "Let's eat!"
//Just take off your jacket.// Yami pulled him to his feet. //You can borrow my jacket for now.//
Yugi gave him a grateful smile and leaned on him slightly, enjoying the feel of the spirit's damp skin against his pounding temples. The sun and lack of water had given him a headache.
Yami wrapped an arm around his narrow shoulders and lead him towards the shadow.
"Here." he handed his aibou his jacket, and held out his hand. "Give me your jacket and I'll hang it on the tree branch to dry.
'Just take it off quickly and hope he doesn't notice,' Yugi thought to himself.
He hesitantly took of his jacket and handed it to Yami who immediately dropped it, unable to do anything except stare at hikari's bruise covered skin. "How-?"
Jounouchi heard the strangled sound and turned around and gasped. "Yug', dude, how'd you get them bruises?"
Anzu also gasped, and hesitantly touched one of the bruises, making Yugi wince.
//Who dared to hurt you?!// Yami demanded, anger rolling in waves over their mind link.
/It isn't important./ Yugi pulled on Yami's jacket, which hung off his slender body.
//You're hurt and it doesn't matter? Yugi, aibou, who did this?// he growled. /It doesn't matter, not now. Just let it go./ Yugi touched his arm lightly, a pleading look in his eyes.
//No, I will not let it go!// he snapped. //It was that guy we saw yesterday, wasn't it? That big guy that swore at us?// Yami grabbed his aibou's small hand in his. At Yugi's silence, he swore in Ancient Egyptian. //I'll get him back for this. Nobody hurts my hikari and gets away with it.//
"Why didn't you tell me that somebody was picking on you, Yug'?"
Jounouchi asked, hurt. "I would've set him straight."
Anzu nodded "You should have told us, Yugi. Do you want to put something on them? I think I have some cream to help bruises at home."
"No, I'm fine, but thank you." Yugi replied politely.
"I think we'd better be going home now." Yami said. "Sugoroku will be wanting us to take him to the airport."
Both he and Yugi knew very well that Sugoroku was taking a taxi to the airport and didn't need them home.
"Of course." Jounouchi glanced once more at Yugi, obviously concerned about the welfare of his friend, but said nothing more about the bruises and cuts, not wanting to bruise his small friend's pride.
After they had been dropped off back home Yugi went straight up to his room, with Yami following close behind, his eyes boring holes in Yugi's back.
"I'll put your clothes on the washing line if you give them to me." Yami volunteered. He waited outside while Yugi changed into some other clothes, and thought about how he was going to teach that bully a lesson. How anyone could possibly dream of hurting Yugi was beyond him. How could anyone want to hurt someone so beautiful, so innocent...?
"Yami?" Yugi looked at his thunderous face curiously. "Are you alright?"
//You shouldn't be the one asking that. Are you alright?//
/I already told you, I'm fine./
"No you're not!" Yami yelled. He took a deep, calming breath, and repeated quietly "No, you're not."
He knelt in front of his hikari and enveloped him in a loose hug, and felt Yugi's hands grip his shirt. Finally Yugi pulled away and gave a watery smile.
/I'm going to have a shower. Get the sea water out of my hair./
//Alright.// Yami went and hung his aibou's clothes out on the washing line, wondering how he was going to find that bully. //Aibou?//
/Yes?/
//What is his name?//
/Whose name?/
//The guy that beat you up.//
There was a hesitant pause, then Yugi said softly /Masuru. Masuru Yukiko. Please don't do anything stupid, Yami./
//I never do anything stupid.// *Just slightly idiotic*, the pharaoh thought to himself.
Masuru... Masuru Yukiko. That name would be burnt into his memory for ever. He grounded his teeth together and finished hanging up Yugi's clothes.
He entered the kitchen and glanced at the clock on the wall, and saw that it was close to 6:30pm. They had been at the beach longer than he had thought. Yugi came out of the bathroom at that moment, dressed in nothing more than a towel. He saw Yami and waved, then entered his room.
'How can someone be so beautiful?' Yami thought, wanting nothing more at that moment than to confess of his love to his hikari.
He sat down in his bedroom and mulled over his thoughts. By the time he came to his senses again, he realised that it was past 8:00pm, and that Yugi was probably wondering where he was.
Cursing, he ran into his aibou's bedroom and found his hikari fast asleep on the floor, half changed into his pyjamas, his shirt only half buttoned up.
Yami chuckled to himself and swept Yugi up in his arms and gently placed him in bed, and climbed in himself after making sure that his aibou was comfortable.
Suddenly it struck him that he could lose his hikari at any time- he could get hit by a car, or someone could stab him while he was walking home.
A sudden wave of protectiveness surged through him, and Yami held his hikari close to him, burying his face in Yugi's messy hair.
Yugi stirred and frowned when he saw tears slip down his yami's cheeks. /Yami? Why are you crying?/ he asked anxiously, reaching out to wipe them away.
Yami grabbed his hand and held it tightly against his wet cheek, hoping that his hikari would never be hurt again.
//No reason, aibou. I love you, you know that, right?//
/O- of course./ Yugi replied, slightly shaken.
'But he only loves you like a little brother, he could never love you the way that you want.' a nasty voice in Yugi's mind said.
Yugi shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and drifted off to sleep, nestled safely within the circle of Yami's arms.
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RF: please read&review!!!
RF: OMG OMG OMG!!! 11 reviews!!!! *squeals* I never expected so many reviews!!! (trust me...) *hands out Yami plushies* I'm in heaven!!!!
This chapter isn't long- I'm sorry!!!! T_T You try writing a story with a 2 year old running around the house and destroying your headphones... grrr...
Warning: this is a yaoi fic, which means boy+boy so if you don't like it, then don't read.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-Gi-Oh then Yami and Yugi would be together, and Anzu would die a slow, painful death... *evil chuckle*
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"..." – speech
'...' – thoughts
//...// - Yami to Yugi
/.../ - Yugi to Yami
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Chapter 2
Yami was in the middle of getting changed, and had just started to pull on his trousers when the door burst open and Yugi rushed in, shouting out something, then stopped abruptly, his mouth hanging open in shock.
The ancient pharaoh yelped and yanked his trousers up, glaring daggers at his aibou.
"Yugi! You could knock!" he bellowed.
Yugi turned a deep crimson and hastily retreated, muttering an apology under his breath, trying not think about how well toned his yami was.
'Get your mind out of the gutter!' the petite boy scolded himself. 'Like Yami could ever love you back.'
He sighed and sagged against the wall, clutching his head in his hands. Why did he have to fall in love with his yami of all people?
//I'm sorry aibou, for yelling.// Yami came to sit beside him, making Yugi jump. //Do you have a headache? Or has the sight of me without a shirt on blinded you?// he asked, a wicked note in his voice.
Yugi's blush grew worse and he stared at Yami, speechless. Yami frowned and pressed his hand against Yugi's forehead.
//Are you alright, aibou?//
/I... I'm fine/ Yugi managed to stutter. /I should have knocked- I'm sorry, I didn't think that you would be-/ he broke off and squirmed uncomfortably.
//Getting changed?// he asked, his voice wry. //Don't worry. What did you want?//
/I was going to ask if you wanted to go to the beach. Jou just phoned and asked if we would go with them./
//Them?//
/Well, just him and Anzu. Along with us, of course. They want to get to know you better. Do you want to go? I can tell them that we're busy if you want./
//No, that's fine.// Yami smiled at his light, then commented //You're returning to your normal skin tone.//
Yugi swatted playful at him, before accepting Yami's hand and let him pull him up.
//So... what do you do at a beach exactly?//
His aibou stared at him. /I forgot that you didn't really have beaches in ancient Egypt. Umm... you swim in the water and sunbathe I guess./ //What should I wear?//
/Shorts, usually./ Yugi looked at him curiously. /Do you have shorts?/
//I don't think so...// Yami looked uncertain. //Shorts? Why can't I swear trousers?//
/Because... you just don't./
//What are you wearing?// Yami couldn't imagine his aibou in anything but his normal gear.
/Shorts./ Yugi laughed. /Imagine- the pharaoh in shorts!/
Yami growled, a light blush tainting his cheeks.
/Don't worry- I'll ask Jou if he can spare you a pair./
//Thank you, aibou.// Yami stood up and walked back into his room.
Yugi sat there for a while longer, thinking about how much fun they were going to have at the beach, before he remembered the many bruises and cuts that covered his body, and sighed.
There was no way that he could wear only shorts- the others would see for sure. And how would Yami react when he saw how weak and spineless his hikari was? Blinking back tears, Yugi went back into his room.
Oh well- he'd just have to give the others some half winded excuse like he had a cold or something.
'Yami will never believe me. He'll demand to know what's wrong- I'll never be able to get away with it.' Yugi sighed again. 'I'll just go in for the direct approach.'
/Yami?/
//Yes, aibou?//
/I don't really feel like swimming today- is it okay if I just sit in the shade and read? I don't really like swimming that much./
//Don't you feel well?// Yami asked immediately, concerned.
/I feel fine!/ Yugi replied hastily, trying to sound calm. /Honestly- I just feel like a little rest./
//Hmm.// Yugi was unable to decipher the tone of Yami's voice. //If you say so, aibou.//
Jounouchi came by to pick them up 10 minutes later and grinned nervously when he saw Yami, still not quite sure what to make of Yugi's other half.
"Hey dudes! Here." he handed a pair of black shorts to Yami who accepted them gratefully, relieved that they weren't the same shade of bright green as the shorts that Jounouchi was wearing. "We've just got to pick Anzu up, then we're off to the beach! Yo Yug' did you bring some togs?"
Yugi shook his head. "I think I'll just stick to watching you guys. I don't really feel like swimming."
"You sure?" Jounouchi glanced at him worriedly.
Yugi nodded, attemtping a cheerful grin. "Yeah! Let's go then- the sooner we get there the better."
Deceived his his grin and his light voice, Jounouchi nodded and they drove to Anzu's house.
Yugi and Yami sat in the back, to avoid any situations when the conversation died out and awkward silences followed.
They soon arrived at the beach and Yugi watched Jounouchi and Anzu race into the water and immediately attempt to drown each other.
"Maybe I should just sit and wait with you." Yami said uncertainly.
"Please don't, Yami- you should go out and enjoy yourself."
"But I would enjoy myself more with you." Yami insisted.
"Come on, dude!" Jounouchi yelled, and before the ancient spirit could do anything, he was dragged down by Jounouchi and Anzu and dumped unceremoniously into the freezing cold sea.
Yugi laughed as his yami came up to the surface, spluttering water and swearing in ancient Egyptian.
Soon they all seemed to have forgotten about him, too wrapped up in their games. Even Yami's visits to see if he was having fun kept decreasing to the point where an hour or so had passed before he checked up on his aibou. Finally the warm sun and sound of laughter sent Yugi to sleep.
"Hey... poor ol' Yug' seems to have fallen asleep." Jounouchi grinned mischeviously. "Let's go and dump him in the water!"
"Are you sure?" Yami asked uncertainly. "He really didn't want to go swimming this morning."
"Yeah but you know Yug'! He won't mind."
Anzu nodded. "And besides- we're only going to dump him in the water- it can't hurt."
They crept up to where Yugi lay, fast asleep, and Jounouchi carefully picked him up. The petite boy gave a small murmur of protest before falling silent. They waded into the water and then quickly dropped him into the sea, laughing when he gave a shout of surprise and stood up sopping wet, his hair bowing down to gravity and lying as flat as it could on his head. Even Yami had to smother a chuckle.
"What did you do that for?" he asked, dismayed. Already he could feel his cuts start to sting from the salt trapped in his wounds and tried not to grimace from the pain.
"Don't look so hurt Yug'!" Jounouchi laughed and clapped the other boy on the back, missing his gasp of pain. Yami, however, didn't.
//Aibou? Are you alright?//
/I'm as fine as I can be./ Yugi snapped back, the pain making him irritable.
//Yugi?// Yami stepped towards him, a concerned frown on his face.
"Come on Yugi, take off your jacket. It needs to dry off." Anzu said, tugging at the leather like material.
"No!" Yugi yelped, pulling the saturated material tight around him. "I don't like taking my jacket off."
"Come on Yugi, you'll get a cold if you keep it on." Anzu said. "Besides, it's not like you've got anything to hide." she grinned. "Unless you have a tattoo that you're not telling us about?"
They all laughed, and Jounouchi tackled Yugi back into the water. "Come on Yug'! You gotta relax!"
//Come on aibou, I promise they won't ruin your jacket.// Yami said, amused. He hoisted the petite boy out of the water and sat him down on the sand.
Anzu and Jounouchi sat down next to him, and Anzu glanced up at the sky. "If you leave your clothes out to dry now they'll probably be ready to wear in half an hour." she commented.
'Stop making such a big deal of it!' Yugi thought to himself. 'maybe if I don't make a fuss and just do things quietly then they won't notice.' "I'll be under the shade." he said quickly.
Jounouchi glanced at his watch. "Looks like time for lunch." he said, much to Yugi's horror. "Let's eat!"
//Just take off your jacket.// Yami pulled him to his feet. //You can borrow my jacket for now.//
Yugi gave him a grateful smile and leaned on him slightly, enjoying the feel of the spirit's damp skin against his pounding temples. The sun and lack of water had given him a headache.
Yami wrapped an arm around his narrow shoulders and lead him towards the shadow.
"Here." he handed his aibou his jacket, and held out his hand. "Give me your jacket and I'll hang it on the tree branch to dry.
'Just take it off quickly and hope he doesn't notice,' Yugi thought to himself.
He hesitantly took of his jacket and handed it to Yami who immediately dropped it, unable to do anything except stare at hikari's bruise covered skin. "How-?"
Jounouchi heard the strangled sound and turned around and gasped. "Yug', dude, how'd you get them bruises?"
Anzu also gasped, and hesitantly touched one of the bruises, making Yugi wince.
//Who dared to hurt you?!// Yami demanded, anger rolling in waves over their mind link.
/It isn't important./ Yugi pulled on Yami's jacket, which hung off his slender body.
//You're hurt and it doesn't matter? Yugi, aibou, who did this?// he growled. /It doesn't matter, not now. Just let it go./ Yugi touched his arm lightly, a pleading look in his eyes.
//No, I will not let it go!// he snapped. //It was that guy we saw yesterday, wasn't it? That big guy that swore at us?// Yami grabbed his aibou's small hand in his. At Yugi's silence, he swore in Ancient Egyptian. //I'll get him back for this. Nobody hurts my hikari and gets away with it.//
"Why didn't you tell me that somebody was picking on you, Yug'?"
Jounouchi asked, hurt. "I would've set him straight."
Anzu nodded "You should have told us, Yugi. Do you want to put something on them? I think I have some cream to help bruises at home."
"No, I'm fine, but thank you." Yugi replied politely.
"I think we'd better be going home now." Yami said. "Sugoroku will be wanting us to take him to the airport."
Both he and Yugi knew very well that Sugoroku was taking a taxi to the airport and didn't need them home.
"Of course." Jounouchi glanced once more at Yugi, obviously concerned about the welfare of his friend, but said nothing more about the bruises and cuts, not wanting to bruise his small friend's pride.
After they had been dropped off back home Yugi went straight up to his room, with Yami following close behind, his eyes boring holes in Yugi's back.
"I'll put your clothes on the washing line if you give them to me." Yami volunteered. He waited outside while Yugi changed into some other clothes, and thought about how he was going to teach that bully a lesson. How anyone could possibly dream of hurting Yugi was beyond him. How could anyone want to hurt someone so beautiful, so innocent...?
"Yami?" Yugi looked at his thunderous face curiously. "Are you alright?"
//You shouldn't be the one asking that. Are you alright?//
/I already told you, I'm fine./
"No you're not!" Yami yelled. He took a deep, calming breath, and repeated quietly "No, you're not."
He knelt in front of his hikari and enveloped him in a loose hug, and felt Yugi's hands grip his shirt. Finally Yugi pulled away and gave a watery smile.
/I'm going to have a shower. Get the sea water out of my hair./
//Alright.// Yami went and hung his aibou's clothes out on the washing line, wondering how he was going to find that bully. //Aibou?//
/Yes?/
//What is his name?//
/Whose name?/
//The guy that beat you up.//
There was a hesitant pause, then Yugi said softly /Masuru. Masuru Yukiko. Please don't do anything stupid, Yami./
//I never do anything stupid.// *Just slightly idiotic*, the pharaoh thought to himself.
Masuru... Masuru Yukiko. That name would be burnt into his memory for ever. He grounded his teeth together and finished hanging up Yugi's clothes.
He entered the kitchen and glanced at the clock on the wall, and saw that it was close to 6:30pm. They had been at the beach longer than he had thought. Yugi came out of the bathroom at that moment, dressed in nothing more than a towel. He saw Yami and waved, then entered his room.
'How can someone be so beautiful?' Yami thought, wanting nothing more at that moment than to confess of his love to his hikari.
He sat down in his bedroom and mulled over his thoughts. By the time he came to his senses again, he realised that it was past 8:00pm, and that Yugi was probably wondering where he was.
Cursing, he ran into his aibou's bedroom and found his hikari fast asleep on the floor, half changed into his pyjamas, his shirt only half buttoned up.
Yami chuckled to himself and swept Yugi up in his arms and gently placed him in bed, and climbed in himself after making sure that his aibou was comfortable.
Suddenly it struck him that he could lose his hikari at any time- he could get hit by a car, or someone could stab him while he was walking home.
A sudden wave of protectiveness surged through him, and Yami held his hikari close to him, burying his face in Yugi's messy hair.
Yugi stirred and frowned when he saw tears slip down his yami's cheeks. /Yami? Why are you crying?/ he asked anxiously, reaching out to wipe them away.
Yami grabbed his hand and held it tightly against his wet cheek, hoping that his hikari would never be hurt again.
//No reason, aibou. I love you, you know that, right?//
/O- of course./ Yugi replied, slightly shaken.
'But he only loves you like a little brother, he could never love you the way that you want.' a nasty voice in Yugi's mind said.
Yugi shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and drifted off to sleep, nestled safely within the circle of Yami's arms.
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