Well... It's been roughly a month and 21 days..... I'm, alive and this story will continue. My time with my koi has inspired me to continue. Guess this is one way to always keep alive his memory ne? Well... I hope you enjoy this ficcie.

Disclaimer: Dont own YGO. Never will -.- or else I wouldnt be a college student struggling with money. -.-

This ficcie is dedicated to my Koi. My Yami-koi to my Bakura. May the winds blow him love and fortune to where ever he may end up in the afterlife. This is to you Love.

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Yami muttered a he paced the livingroom of his small one bedroom apartment. He moved here perhaps a month after he and Yuugi separated. One month was was long enough to show him that he needed his own place. The Kame Game shop was too small for three people to live comfortably. Though he now worked there for Grandpa Mouto. After all, he did need a job to pay the rent.

Yuugi gently opened the door and poked his head in to see if his darker half was in there. He had his own key and came to visit, and to get away from the hustle and bustles of the shop every once in a while. He blinked as he shut the door behind him and watched his darker half pace the room, still oblivious that he was there. "Is something wrong Yami?" he said quietly, making his presence known to the other.

Yami quickly looked up and saw Yuugi standing there. He quickly plastered a smile on his face, hoping that it looked genuine. He really didnt want anyone to know about what was bugging him. After all, the Tomb robber didnt exactly make a good impression on anyone on a good day. This was worse. He really wanted to tear Bakura apart, yet at the same time kiss him again. He just couldnt shake the feeling of that kiss. He muttered in a few different languages, some long dead, before he answered his light, the dorky grin still on his face. "Iie. nothings wrong Yuugi... What gives you the idea that somethings wrong?" he asked, trying not to sound suspicious and falling miserably.

Yuugi gave him an odd look and made himself comfortable on the small couch that was in the room, sitting cross legged as he took off his school blazer and laid it over the arm of the couch. He frowned slightly and leaned forward and propped his head up with his hands as he elbows rested on his knees. "You're pacing and muttering Ra knows what. " he stated as he tilted his head to the side a bit. "Now spill Yami, whats wrong? You've been edgy the last few days. Especially since your visit to the museum. Did something happen there ?" he asked, his voice sounding slightly curious now.

Yami paled slightly and shook his head vigoriously as the fake smile slipped off his face and was replaced with a frown. "No .. not really. Just something happen thats gotten my mind... reeling I believe is the term I'm looking for..." he muttered as he took up his pacing once more, his frown turning into a slight glare as he started to mutter again.

Yuugi frowned slightly. Now he definatly wanted to know what had happened. Yami never kept anything from him before.This was a first and Yuugi didnt like it. "Perhaps if you talked to someone... you wouldnt feel so.. angry?"

Yami muttered a few more words before sighing and shaking his head. "I doubt it abiou, but I know how much you hate kept secrets..." he took in a deep breath and hesitantly started, perhaps this was the way to actually think about this clearly... "I got stuck in the elevator with someone for a half an hour... and we.. um.. " he muttered, a slight blush flushed across his face as he stuttered for the words.

Yuugi blinked and then giggled a bit. "Did they kiss you or did you kiss them?" he asked innocently as he watched his darker half.He wasnt worried anymore, now it was quite oposite, he was amused and curious. "Who was it?"

Yami's blush deepened as he muttered. "They kissed me and its none of your buisness..." he said as he stopped his pacing and fidgeted slightly.

Yuugi pouted slightly and started weedling answers out of Yami the best way he knew how, being persisitent and cute.

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Bakura stared up at the ceiling of his bedroom at Ryou's while he idlly played with the dagger in his hands. Ryou was out for the day visiting Malik and Marik. Meanwhile, he was left to devices of his own choosing to keep himself busy. He muttered slightly as he stared at the plain white ceiling. This was no good. He needed something to do. Perhaps a walk would help.

He slowly moved off the bed and stood up and streched. He grabbed a few of his many daggers and stored them in there respective spots on his person so he could draw them quickly if he needed them. he then grabbed his leather jacket that he had 'liberated' from a store not to long ago and headed out. He locked the door behind him before turning around, shoving his thumbs through the loops of his tight black jeans he was wearing with a pale blue tshirt. He just picked a direction and started walking. He kept his head low as he thought. As his thoughts wandered, they kept comming back to the elevator inccident. He frowned slightly as he suddenly looked up. He was at an Apartment complex. The one Yami lived at. This he only knew because he tagged along with Ryou and Yuugi when they went visiting one time. Now that was fun. He'd never seen the pharaoh so annoyed with him being there like that before. Oh the torment. Oh the amusement.

He just looked up at the 5 story building for a few minutes before making a decision. He was going up. He entered the building and headed for the stairs instead of the elevator. The elevator inccident had also made him warry of the accursed mechanical device also. he counted off the flight of steps until he got to the fourth floor where Yami was living. He silently made his way down the corridor, looking for Yami's number. 421. There, that was it. Yami appartment. He frowned slightly as he hesitated slightly. He frowned slightly, annoyed with himself as he knocked. He waited for a few minutes before looking around. Since there was no answer, he assumed that there was no one home. What better time to search the others home for something valuable.He pulled out a small hard leather case. In it was various lock picks. He selected the one best suited for the lock on the door and applied it. With in moments he heard the lock click . He smirked and quickly put the tools away before pushing the door open slightly to check and see if the coast was clear. He stopped short as the conversation made its way to his ears. They were talking about the inncident.

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"Oh come on Yami, if they kissed you they must like you. Is it someone we know? Are they cute? Is it a girl? A boy? Who!?" Yuugi begged, He had been at this for a bit now and still Yami refused to answer most of his questions. Now he was getting desperate. "It is someone we know isnt it. Who?"

Yami just muttered under his breath in ancient egyptian, not directly answering his light's questions. "Perhaps... maybe. I'm not telling." he stated as he shook his head and started up his pacing. "I dont want anyone to know. This... person, isnt the type of person thats.. easy to get along with." he said as he paced. He knew that was an understatement if there ever was one. "I doubt he'll like me back.." Yami muttered. his eyes widened slightly. He had just inadevertently given his Light a clue... the gender of the cause of his misery.

Yuugi giggled slightly as he caught the slip up. "A guy huh? Sugoi! That narrows down the list of possiblities quite a bit..." he said thoughtfully. The thought of his darkness with a guy was uniquely amusing to him. To each their own after all. "Hm.. Lets see... not easy to get along with... and male... hm.."

Yami winced as he heard his light muse out loud. This was getting to uncomfortable for the former Pharaoh. "Yuugi, lets leave things alone? It was just a kiss. I doubt he feels anything for me. He's more like someone who would try and kill me instead of date me..." he blanched. He did not just say that. he shot a sideways glance at his light and grimanced at the grin on the others face. He caught it. Unfortunatly. "Forget I said that... " he muttered, hoping that for once, yuugi would listen.

Yuugi didnt. "Now that really narrows it down! " he said excitedly. "Its either Marik or Bakura!" he said happily, sure he nailed it correctly. Now just to figure out which one it was. He looked innocently at Yami and started up the rain of questions once more. "Now about this kiss....."

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Bakura blinked and listened curiously at the conversation. he tilted his head to the side abit, sending his bangs cascading over one eye. So The Pharaoh did like him. Now that could be intersting. He snickered slightly as he heard Yami's shrimp of a hikari start questioning about the kiss. It was then that Bakura decided that his presense should be known. He stood up from where he was crouching at the door to ease drop and opened the door and leaned against the doorframe. "Is this only a two person party or can anyone join." he stated with a smirk as he walked into the room and kicked the door shut.

Both Yami and Yuugi froze and Bakura made his entrance. Yuugi sweatdropped slightly and looked a little nervious. Yami stopped dead in his tracks and looked at Bakura, Mortified. "How long have you been listening Tomb Robber." he asked quietly.

Bakura shrugged as he leaned against the arm of the only other piece of comfortable furnature in the place, the chair. "Long enough to get the jist of what the entire conversation was about." he said, grinning slightly. As he crossed his arms infront of his chest.

Yami paled slightly as he just stared at Bakura with a mortified expression on his face. He just stood there, his mind stuck on 'oh no' repeating over and over again lik a broken record. He couldnt think of anything to say, let alone do as he remained there.

Yuugi looked slightly embarrased for his other half."Um... I think I'll be going now... " he muttered as he quietly headed for the door and let himself out.

Bakura waited for the door to close before saying anything else. "I see our little kiss has left quite the impression on you my Dear Pharaoh." he stated as he stayed where he was for the moment, his arms still crossed as he watched the other, his ever present smirk still on his face.

Yami just turned a lovely shade of red before turning his back to Kura and muttering. "Baka Tomb Robber. It's your fault. Why the hell did you have to kiss me of all things!?" he nearly yelled at the other.

Kura just shrugged as he watched the other.He studied the other for the moment, his eyes especially trained on the others posterior out of pure amusement. "You are so easy to torment Dear Pharaoh, can one blame me for taking advantage of that." he grinned a little as he decided to move. he quitely moved behind the other and snaked his arms around Yami's waist and rested his chin on the others right shoulder. "I know you enjoyed."

Yami stiffened and instictively started to pull away, only to realize that bakura had a ferm grip around his waist. he sighed slightly and settled back against the other. "Perhaps. I'm not admitting anything." he stated as he crossed his arms and glared at the wall infront of them.

Kura shrugged slightly. "Fine by me. I heard most of the conversation anyway. I can draw my own conclusions." he said in the others ear, whispering it to him teasingly.

Yami made a small noise and shifted a bit. "Will you cut that out! You just want to torment me!" he nearly shouted and he attempted to get out of the others hold again.

Bakura smirked and tightened his hold on the other as he started to nuzzle the others neck. "That, my dear pharaoh is only part of it. You make yourself a wonderful target." he snickered slightly. "I was never one to refuse an admirer you know." he muttered to the other as one of his hands slipped under his captives shirt to carress his stomach.

Yami made another odd noise, part of him afraid of what was happening, another part of him was excited. He really didnt understand these feelings. But for the moment it looked like he couldnt get away from the tomb robber. "Will you stop that." he managed to get out.

Bakura just snickered slightly and shook his head slightly. "No Dear Pharaoh, You see, I may have heard all I needed to hear from ease dropping. However thats not the same as hearing it from your own mouth. "

Yami bit his lip as he stayed still for a bit. he stared strait a head, not really sure if he wanted to say just how he felt yet..

Kura snorted slightly at Yami's silence. he nuzzled his neck again before grinneing. he suddenly moved with Yami still in his arms and ended up falling back on to the couch with Yami landing in his lap. "There, much better."

Yami yelped as they fell. he winced as he landed on the others lap. This seemed to go from bad to worse for him. "Bakura, let go of me." he stated.

Bakura shook his head slightly and rested his chin back on the others shoulder. "Nope. YOu know damned well I never listen Dear Pharaoh." he said mockingly as he just smirked, being slightly amused by Yami's predicament and himself being the cause of it.

Yami growled slightly. "I am not your Dear Pharaoh!" he shot back as he crossed his arms. he shifted a bit to see if he could alteast shift off the others lap. Nope. Bakura still had a good grip on him. He sighed slightly. This was going no where fast. "Fine, If I say it, will you let go." he stated as he started to stare at the wall again, doing his best to ignore Bakura again.

Kura shrugged slightly and nuzzled the others neck slightly. "Perhaps." he simply said, now somewhat curious to the answer of the pharaohs.

Yami nodded slightly and took a deep breath, gathering up courage to actually say anything. After a few moments he finally said. "Fine then... I like you Bakura." he stated, a slight blush crossed his cheeks.

Kura snorted slightly. "Only Likes? Hm... guess its something to work with." he snickered slightly. "Good enough for now." he released yami and just leaned back against the couch.

Yami quickly scrambled out of Bakura's arms and sat on the other end of the couch. he eyed him up slightly before going back to glaring at the wall. "Hn. Dont get any ideas Tomb Robber." he stated.

Bakura let out a short, barking laugh. "Dont get any ideas? Now that's a laugh." he stated as he smirked. "Ideas is exactly what I am getting Dear Pharaoh. Hm... " he said teasingly.

Yami growled slightly and turned and glared at him. "Well dont. I may like you but dont let that go to your head. I doubt that you feel the same." he stated.

Bakura shrugged slightly. "Thats for me to know and you to find out... eventually. " he was enjoying this way to much.

Yami glared at him somemore before letting out a yawn that made him blink. he looked around at the clock on the VCR and frowned. "There is no way it can be 10 at night." he stated.

Bakura shrugged. "Apparently it is though. Deal with it. " he said as he shook his head a bit before standing up. "And now my dear Pharaoh I will leave you for tonight. " he smirked slightly and turned towards him slightly, looking over his shoulder. "Dont miss me to much Dear Pharaoh." he said with a snicker as he let himself out of the apartment and dissappeared off into the night.

"I'm not your Dear Pharaoh!" he yelled after the tomb robber, knowing it was not use. he slumped down in his seat when he was sure that Bakura had gone for good that night. He replayed the nights events in his head and sighed. "This... is going to get complicated..." he stated to no one in particular and he got up and headed to his bedroom for the night.