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Innocence Broken

Chapter V: Stolen Kiss

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Hi! *waves to the reviewers like a idiot* Look at the rose dividers! Aren't they pretty? I made up the thorn thing myself. [I don't know if anyone already did. O.o]

Yami: Your hair is on fire.

-_- I got it dyed. . . Bright red.

Yami: It looks like it's on fire.

Umm. . . Forth of July spirit?

Yami: I'll go with that.

Yugi: *walks in and drops the plate of cookies he was holding* YOUR HAIR IS ON FIRE, LUNAR!

-____- It's DYE!! OKAY?! NO, YUGI! DON'T DO IT! STO--

Yugi: *doesn't hear her and gets out a fire hose out of nowhere, spraying her down*

And you say YOU guys suffer. . . *grumbles as Yugi hands her a towel, laughing nervously*

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"Talking"

Concealed Thoughts

/Yugi to Yami/

//Yami to Yugi//

~*~ Lyrics to Song ~*~

"Flashback Quotes"

Dream

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Yugi's quiet breathing could be heard as Yami deposited him down on the bed. After an hour of sobbing and consoling, the young blonde had finally gone to sleep. Pulling blankets over his light's small form, he tucked him in and cut the lights off. It wasn't even dinner time and Yugi was at peace, dreaming.

Well, after that, maybe he should be at peace. Dreaming of. . . Happy things. Creeping out of Yugi's room ever so quietly, Yami tip-toed his way downstairs and into the living room. He wilted into the couch's own comfort, melting into the pillows.

He had figure out what he was going to do tomorrow. Monday. Which meant the one thing that everyone dreaded and feared, elementary students, junior high students, and highs school students. . . All of them.

School.

Yami couldn't let his light go! And he had three good reasons! Number one: Yugi was still limping terribly. Number two: There were bullies at school. Number three: Yami wasn't sure that his aibou was ready to tell his friends.

Yugi wasn't the type of person to put his burdens on other peoples' shoulders. He just wasn't that type of person. We all have our faults, and Yugi's was keeping emotions inside. Yami knew what it might have felt like.

Getting hit with a wooden bullet. The splinters traveling through your veins , cutting their way into your organs as they slowly slice them up from the inside and all you can do is lie there, in that damn bed, and take the pain. Then it all goes downhill. . .

Then you snap.

And you scream. And you cry.

And you let go.

Yami didn't want Yugi to let go, he was holding onto Yugi for dear life. If Yugi let go, he'd jump. Jump after him and wouldn't care if he plummeted to his own death, if only to save his aibou. It was crazy and insane, Yami knew, but he would do anything for his partner.

Love? Possibly. It wasn't impossible, just quite outlandish. But why would it be?

Yami's thoughts were jumbled together and everything was blurry. Closing his eyes, he earned some well deserved rest and time away from his mind.

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Violet orbs open as they looked at their surroundings. Yugi Moutou sat up and stretched, yawning. What time was it? His gaze shifted over to the alarm clock that sat near his bed. 2: 00 A.M. Was I asleep a long time?

He stood up, the pain subsiding. Thank you! Happy that some of his pain had vanished, he limped into the bathroom and closed the door. A toilet flushed and the blonde came out looking relieved.

Hanging onto the stair railing, he crept silently down the steps. Yami was probably asleep in his room, so he wouldn't have to worry about waking him downstairs. Uhh. . . I'm hungry. Waltzing weirdly into the kitchen, he rummaged through the cabinets and refrigerator.

Finally settling on a simple cheese sandwich, he took tiny nibbles at it as he sat on the couch, feeling something warm underneath him. And it wasn't a couch cushion. He sat up and saw Yami, asleep.

Yugi smiled a bit. . . And blushed. Yami was handsome when he slept. . . Calm. Yugi gulped down the last of his sandwich and continued staring down at his darker half. He's beautiful. . . What if I just. . .

Kneeling down, Yugi crawled on his hands and knees to the pharaoh sleeping peacefully on the couch. Stole a kiss? No one would have to know. He inched towards Yami, his eyes closed, lips getting closer. . .

Emotions were running through Yugi's mind and it took a great effort to ignore all the voices telling him that he should pull away. This felt right. No doubt about that. Yugi couldn't deny it.

It was intoxicating. . . Yugi had to admit.

Pull away! No, keep going! He's asleep! His mind was a pool of water and his voices were swimming, trying to stay above the water. It was so confusing and exciting at the same time.

As Yugi was about to pull away, he felt a strong arm drape around his neck, holding him in that position. He's awake! Yugi was so panicked he had pulled away abruptly, not even realizing his kiss had been being returned.

"I'm sorry. . ." He whispered, his head down and then he backed away. "I'M SORRY!" "Yugi! WAIT!" Yami reached out for him but, alas, Yugi was already out the door, into the cold air.

Running as far as possible, Yugi finally collapsed on a sidewalk in a deserted street. . .

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*laughs* MMMMMMMWHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Yami: WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER, THAT WAS A TERRIBLE CLIFF HANGER YOU BIT--

Yugi: Yami!

Yami: But. . . But. . .

*smirks*

06. 17. 03 @ 1:44 A.M.