Entry Nine
"And to conclude my speech, I wish all you students good luck."
Counting silently to three, everyone roared with joy, throwing hats into the air.
After catching my hat, I started thinking about the past years of my school life.
My friends and I hung out almost everyday, and Yami had become a bit more touchy then usual about other people hitting on me.
Especially if the person was a guy.
Grandpa left the hospital a month or so after I first visited him, and I'm almost friends with Honda.
He still rather not hang out with me, but will if he has no choice at all.
Jou's furious with him for trying to hit on his sister, and was even more furious that another guy, named Ryuji Otogi, was also trying to hit on Shizuka.
Also, I had successfully managed to keep my taste in guys a secret, well, almost.
Some still spread out rumors that Seto and I were going out, but it died when they saw me chattering with Anzu alot, and then supposed Anzu was my girlfriend.
Yami went ballistic when he caught word of that, and had to be restrained by Seto and Jou to keep from attacking the person.
"Hey, love," came a voice near my ear and my heart jumped and I turned around to see Yami.
He looked HOT!
For the occasion of the ceremony he tied his hair again, and wore the black robes, his hat tucked under his arm, with the diploma in his right.
He was smiling down at me, and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Hey Yami."
"What are you doing here all by yourself? The Gang and I have been waiting for you over by the limo."
"Sorry," I said sheepisly. "I must have blanked out for a second there."
Yami slipped his hand in mine and lead me through the crowd of graduates, and their realatives, till we reached Seto's long big limo.
Waiting for me was Seto, his brother Mokuba, Jou, his little sister Shizuka, his mother, Honda, Anzu and Grandpa.
"About time," Jou teased as I arrived with Yami.
Seto opend the limo door, and helped Jou, Mokuba, and Jou's Mom inside, while Honda helped Shizuka, and Yami helped Anzu, Grandpa, and myself in.
Grandpa and Mrs. Jounouchi sat in the back, while Mokuba, Seto, and Jounouchi (in that order) sat on one of the sides.
Shizuka, Honda, and Anzu sat across, and Yami and I sat up in front.
Mrs. Jounouchi and Grandpa chatted quietly, while Seto was trying to kiss down Jou's neck.
"Ack, stop, not now in front of my Mom!" Jou hissed, but Seto would not back down.
"Aw come on, she's not looking this way."
"Big brother what are you doing to Jounouchi?" Mokuba asked curiously and Seto immediately stopped and pulled away.
"Er...nothing," he murmured, blushing.
Yami chuckled, before slipping his hand into mine, and squeezing it tightly.
"I guess we finally graduated Old Domino High," Yami said wistfully and I nodded.
"Can you believe the years that go by? Now we're finally off to college!"
Yami sighed, and rested his head ontop of mine, snuggling closer to my side.
"Hey, hey!" Seto suddenly shouted, causing us to jump. "If I can't kiss my Jounouchi, then you can't snuggle your Yugi!"
Yami only stuck his tongue at him, and pulled me closer, and onto his lap, nuzzling my neck.
My cheeks flushed but I didn't pull away.
Mrs. Jounouchi gasped.
"Young man!" she shouted. "Have you no shame? Fondling your younger brother like that. Why, I'd think you two were a couple instead of brothers."
We both blinked.
Once.
Twice.
"What are you talking about?" Yami asked. "Yugi and I are not brothers and we are a couple. Well...at least in a couple of more years..."
I chuckled.
"Mr. Mutou, did you know about this!" Jounouchi's mother asked.
"Why, of course. Other wise I'd be screaming like you too if I didn't," Grandpa said with a smile.
"Oh," she said weakly. "Hey! Stop kissing my Jounouchi!"
Seto, stopped in mid kiss, and glared, wrapping his arms around Jou's neck.
"Your Jounouchi? My Jounouchi!" he shouted.
We all burst out laughing, except for Seto and Mrs. Jounouchi, till our ribs ached, and we settled down enough to drink some soda for our partched throats.
"What would you like love?" Yami asked.
"Do you have Sprite?"
"Yep, stocked. Since Mokuba and I like to chug it down when ever we can get our hands on it."
"Seto even threatened to stop buying them if we continued being hyper after drinking it," Mokuba commented, sipping Sprite.
"No, I threatened to drink it all myself, and stuff the can's down your throats," Seto grumbled, drinking Root Beer.
"Like you can stuff a can down my throat," Yami pointed out and we burst out laughing.
"So..." Mrs. Jounouchi said slowly. "How long have you, Yugi, Yami, been...together."
"We met in our first year in High School. Yami was such a stuck up agnorant bastard! Teased me, mocked me, even talked about me behind my back," I said with a sigh.
Yami looked hurt.
"I made it up to you! I apologized!" he protested, and I kissed him lightly upon the lips.
"Of course love, I know. I was only teasing."
"Oh, only teasing huh?" Yami asked and started to tickle me.
"No, no Yami! Not in the car!" I shouted laughing as I tried to push his wiggling fingers away from my side.
Suddenly, the limo stopped, and we both fell forward upon the limo's floor, and smiled sheephisly as Grandpa looked down at us.
"Well, if you little imps are finished why don't we start getting out of the limo?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, let's stay on the floor, its comfy," Yami said sarcastically as he pushed himself up, and opened the limo door.
He jumped out of the limo, and held out his hand, helping me out, then helping out Grandpa, Mrs. Jounouchi, Anzu, and Shizuka.
Honda scrambled out, glaring at Yami, while Mokuba bounded out and Seto helped his Jou out.
We all went inside the mansion and broke out Cold apple cider, since we weren't old enough for champain, and we all drank to a new year at college.
The Graduation party was great!
It consisted on music, dancing, food, and drink.
The sun had set many hours ago, and I yawned with fatigue, but didn't want to leave just yet.
Seto and Jou were flirting with each other, while Honda and Shizuka were doing Kareoke. Anzu was chatting with Mokuba and my Yami was no where in sight.
Grandpa, of course, was chattering with Mrs. Jounouchi, soothing her from the shock that her son was dating a guy, and I decided to sit upon the window sill, and look out into the night.
The air felt nice, since the room was getting a little warm, and I leaned back, closing my eyes, and breathing in the night air...
"Boo."
"EEP! YAMI! Don't do that! I could have fallen out of the window!" I shouted angrily.
"You could have, but you didn't," he pointed out with a smile.
"Hmph."
Yami's smile faltered and he drapped his arms around me hugging me tightly.
"Love you," he whispered in my ear.
My scowl faltered and soon I had to drop it and smile.
"Love you too."
He gently pulled my face to face his, and lifted it up a bit, and slowly brought his lips to mine, and they met.
Once we parted, he rested his head onto mine, eyes closed.
"Happy Graduation Yugi."
"Happy Graduation Yami."
~*~
"What!" I nearly screamed, jumping out of my chair.
"Yugi...please..." Yami begged, but I shook my head vigorously, starting to pace the kitchen.
"How can you do this to me! I've been gone two years, and we've only had one year to make all the absense up, and now you want to go to college in Egypt!?"
"Yugi..."
"Arg! Egypt. Of all places, Yami!" I shouted, pacing back and forth, my fingers interwined in my hair.
"YUGI!"
"WHAT!"
"Yugi," he said more quietly, "please, sit."
I did.
"Yugi, please listen. I know your upset but, like you've always wanted to go to Califorina, I've been homesick for Egypt. I did grow up there you know."
I went quiet, and I felt guilt burning into my stomach.
"So, can you please just let me go without complaining, like I did?" Yami asked.
"Complaining!?" I suddenly shouted, sitting up abrutly, knocking my chair over.
Yami only stared at me, mouth opened, but no words coming out.
"I...well...I...ARG!" I shouted turning around and running out of the kitchen.
My legs didn't stop till I reached the living room, where I flopped down on the sofa and buried my face in my arms.
I knew I was being a bitch, and I knew that I shouldn't give Yami such a hard time.
But I really, really didn't want to split with him again.
It was painful and would if he really does love another this time.
I mean, college was a place where you met many new people, and I knew that there was someone there who could snatch him away from me.
I really didn't want that.
With a sigh, I plucked up the phone, leaning on a coach pillow, and dialed, waiting for someone to pick up.
"Hello? Hi, I would like a cancellation. Uh huh. I know its not refunable...just give it to the next person who orders it, my treat. Why? Well...I believe that's my buisness. Thanks, bye."
I placed the phone back onto the receiver, and sighed, leaning more into the pillow, looking up at the ceiling.
'I have to apologize. Yami does really want to go back to his home land, and it was true. He didn't complain a single bit when I was suppose to go to California. And we only were back together for a couple of weeks too. Ugh, I hate it when I'm so selfish.'
With a deep breath I jumped off the couch and slowly went back to the kitchen.
Poor Yami.
He was still sitting at the kitchen table, his head buried in his arms.
My guilt cut into my heart, and I bit my lower lip.
I really didn't mean to hurt him so, but it seemed I had.
"Um..."
Yami's head jerked up.
"I uh..." I stammered looking away, hands behind my back. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so...bitchy. I guess it was because I was afraid I'd lose you if you went. I guess...no I am being selfish, and I hate myself for that. But you were also right. I shouldn't complain. You were supportive of me when I went to California, and all I did was complain."
Yami continued to stare at me, waiting.
But for what!?
"But though I apologize for my selfishness, I still can't let you go."
He looked down sadly at the table top.
"I can't let you go without me."
His head shot up, his eyes wide, and his mouth slightly open in shock.
"And since my Grandpa's been to several digs to Egypt, he will be able to get us tickets there before the new year starts," I continued on and turned. "And...I'm really, sorry that I hurt you, but I'm not perfect, And...and...I'm...not...a women. I know probably if I was then I'd beable to understand better, and wouldn't make such a fuss in everything and..."
I was cut off as hands wrapped around my waist, and a head resting on my left shoulder.
"No your not, and I'm thankful for that. And in truth, if you were a woman, you'd be soooo much worse then what you'd do now."
I chuckled.
"I'm sorry, koi."
"Its alright. I'm just glad it ended like this at the end."
~*~
Friends: shouted what the hell we were thinking.
Grandpa: shouted why.
That was the basic reaction when we broke the news.
But at the end we were able to convince them that it was we want, and I made a blood promise, not really, to Grandpa that I'd visit in the summer.
Now Yami and I were in a taxi on our way to the University, where our first stop was our Dormitory then the office.
Egypt was basically like Japan, except everything was in a different language, and the people were different, not that I mind or anything.
Yami smiled as he stared out of the window, but all I could do was just stare outside, feeling so small in such a big city that I didn't know anything about.
"Yugi?"
"Hm?"
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, fine."
"You don't look fine."
"I'm...just a little nervous. I don't really speak your language Yami. How will I able to comunicate with everyone?"
"Simple," he said with a smile. "Its still considered summer, so I'll teach you."
My nervousness settled down, but the butterflies still flew in my stomach.
The taxi slowed into a stop, and chattered with Yami for a while, before he paid and we got out of the car, looking upon the huge University of Cairo.
It looked almost like Domino High except bigger and expanded a bit more.
"Yugi," Yami whispered, tugging my arm. "The Dorms are this way."
I nodded numbly and followed him to the left side of the building, that looked a bit like a hotel, and we stepped right in.
There was a man there, and he greeted us with a smile.
Yami greeted back and started jabbering something and the man nodded, taking two keys from a board of key holders and handing it to him, and smiled down at me.
He said something but I only stared at him blankly, and Yami said something quickly.
Must have told him that I don't speak Egytian.
I was glad when we finally were able to get inside our dormitory, and what I saw amazed me.
The room was as big as half a foot ball field, with a kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms, with a TV.
"Whoa. Cairo sure has big rooms."
"Yep. Oh, Yugi, it seems they added another to our room...I hope you don't mind..."
"Nope! Maybe he could help me learn some Egyptian too."
"Uh...yeah," he murmured as he dropped his belongings onto the floor.
"Something wrong Yami?"
"Yes and no. It depends. I can share the room, I can share living space, but no, under any circumstances am I sharing you," he said stubbornly and tackled me onto the coach that was in the middle of the room.
He started kissing my neck, and slipped his tongue down my throat.
I responded by wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, when there was the sound of footsteps coming near, and I pushed Yami off at the sound of key turning in lock.
The door started to open, and I quickly straightened out my clothing and my hair, and the door opened to reveal a young Egyptian man.
Tanned skinned, black hair, and brown eyes, with bags around his shoulders.
He smiled and said something.
"Huh?"
"Oh you speak Japanese. Then I'm sure glad I took those Japanese courses," he said with a chuckle and threw his bags onto the floor, shutting the door behind him.
"So, your my new comrades. How are you, I'm Reioko Akeht."
"Yugi Mutou," I said shaking his hand.
"Yami Mutou."
"Ah, brothers?"
"No...friends," Yami strained out.
Before we left, we agreed to act as friends or even brothers so people wouldn't know about our relationship, though Yami was _not_ happy.
"Oh," Reioko said and stretched. "You look native. Are you from here?"
"Yes, I originally was from Cario, but moved to Japan for a while," Yami explained.
"So your little friend's from Japan?"
"Yes."
"Amazing. You two have almost the same hair style."
"Surprised me too."
I felt a bit left out, so I'd thought I'd unpack, but first...I had to find out who was sleeping where.
"Erhem. Sorry, but I was wondering, whose sleeping where?"
They both turned to face me and...did Reioko-san glare at me?
I blinked, but he was grinning so I surely thought it was my imagination.
"That's a good question," he said. "Well, there are two rooms, and one couch..."
"Actually," Yami interupted. "Yugi and I will take one room and you can have the other."
"Um...okay," he said slowly.
I gathered my stuff and walked towards the left, passed the small living room, and to a wall that had three doors.
I opened one that revealed a small room with one bed, and wardrobe with a closet.
The first thing to do was put my clothing away and when I slid open the closet, I chose the right side of the closet and the clothing that wouldn't have any room in my half of the closet, I folded into the wardrobe, throwing the empty bags into the closet.
"Yeow!"
My heart jumped and I rushed outside and I saw Yami swearing as he shakes his hand rapidly.
"Shit, should have seen that damn wall," he muttered.
"Are you alright Yami?" Reioko asked getting a little to close to Yami.
"Uh...yeah, its fine."
"Here I want to make it feel better..." he whispered his breath playing on Yami's lips.
"Well, if you'll excuse me for interupting," I said, trying to keep my anger at Reioko down. "But I thought I heard someone scream, but now that I can see that everything's okay, then I best continue unpacking."
Yami pushed passed Reioko and I could hear his footsteps behind me, but I refused to turn around.
"Yugi, it wasn't what it looked like."
"Fine Yami," I huffed. "Just unpack, and I'll see if we get food with this place too."
"Yugi..."
But I already left before opening the fridge up, and to my surprise, there was food.
Not much, but enough for one meal, until I could go shopping for our food.
"You cooking tonight?" came a voice in my ear and I jumped, spinning around and was looking into Reioko's brown eyes.
"Uh...yeah, I guess," I murmured and whirled back around.
"You and Yami close?"
"Uh huh. We knew each other since the beginning of High School," I answered absently.
"Anything between you too?"
My heart jumped.
"Of course not!" I said, laughing. "We're only friends."
"Nice ring."
"Hm? Oh!" I said with realization. "Thanks."
"Engaged?"
"Uh huh."
"But I thought it was the man who gave the ring to the woman," Reioko said suspiciously.
"Well, to prove that I am engaged my lover gave me one too," I explained, not missing a beat.
It was true.
Before we left I had given Yami a ring of my own so it would seem like we were both engaged to different people then to each other.
"Well," I said finally. "Looks like pasta."
With that decided, I went back into my room, when hands grabbed me and threw me onto the bed.
I shook my shock off quickly and looked up to see Yami leaning against the door, locking it behind him.
"Yami?" I asked, a little afraid.
He didn't, answer but instead approached me and threw himself ontop of me.
"Yami!?"
"Shhhhhh," Yami whispered in my ear, as he hugged me tightly to himself. "I'm a bit tired, what about you."
There was lust in his voice and a smile just couldn't help breaking out.
"Me too, want to take a nap?"
"I'd love to," he purred, and nibbled my ear.
We had a nice 'nap' and it wasn't till dinner time that we unlocked the door and I started making dinner.
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Mijikai: Well, there finally in college, and they've met Reioko. Next chapter, Yugi's first day of college and he meets some familiar students, including the infamous bully Bakura and physco path Malik. How will they get through college?
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"And to conclude my speech, I wish all you students good luck."
Counting silently to three, everyone roared with joy, throwing hats into the air.
After catching my hat, I started thinking about the past years of my school life.
My friends and I hung out almost everyday, and Yami had become a bit more touchy then usual about other people hitting on me.
Especially if the person was a guy.
Grandpa left the hospital a month or so after I first visited him, and I'm almost friends with Honda.
He still rather not hang out with me, but will if he has no choice at all.
Jou's furious with him for trying to hit on his sister, and was even more furious that another guy, named Ryuji Otogi, was also trying to hit on Shizuka.
Also, I had successfully managed to keep my taste in guys a secret, well, almost.
Some still spread out rumors that Seto and I were going out, but it died when they saw me chattering with Anzu alot, and then supposed Anzu was my girlfriend.
Yami went ballistic when he caught word of that, and had to be restrained by Seto and Jou to keep from attacking the person.
"Hey, love," came a voice near my ear and my heart jumped and I turned around to see Yami.
He looked HOT!
For the occasion of the ceremony he tied his hair again, and wore the black robes, his hat tucked under his arm, with the diploma in his right.
He was smiling down at me, and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Hey Yami."
"What are you doing here all by yourself? The Gang and I have been waiting for you over by the limo."
"Sorry," I said sheepisly. "I must have blanked out for a second there."
Yami slipped his hand in mine and lead me through the crowd of graduates, and their realatives, till we reached Seto's long big limo.
Waiting for me was Seto, his brother Mokuba, Jou, his little sister Shizuka, his mother, Honda, Anzu and Grandpa.
"About time," Jou teased as I arrived with Yami.
Seto opend the limo door, and helped Jou, Mokuba, and Jou's Mom inside, while Honda helped Shizuka, and Yami helped Anzu, Grandpa, and myself in.
Grandpa and Mrs. Jounouchi sat in the back, while Mokuba, Seto, and Jounouchi (in that order) sat on one of the sides.
Shizuka, Honda, and Anzu sat across, and Yami and I sat up in front.
Mrs. Jounouchi and Grandpa chatted quietly, while Seto was trying to kiss down Jou's neck.
"Ack, stop, not now in front of my Mom!" Jou hissed, but Seto would not back down.
"Aw come on, she's not looking this way."
"Big brother what are you doing to Jounouchi?" Mokuba asked curiously and Seto immediately stopped and pulled away.
"Er...nothing," he murmured, blushing.
Yami chuckled, before slipping his hand into mine, and squeezing it tightly.
"I guess we finally graduated Old Domino High," Yami said wistfully and I nodded.
"Can you believe the years that go by? Now we're finally off to college!"
Yami sighed, and rested his head ontop of mine, snuggling closer to my side.
"Hey, hey!" Seto suddenly shouted, causing us to jump. "If I can't kiss my Jounouchi, then you can't snuggle your Yugi!"
Yami only stuck his tongue at him, and pulled me closer, and onto his lap, nuzzling my neck.
My cheeks flushed but I didn't pull away.
Mrs. Jounouchi gasped.
"Young man!" she shouted. "Have you no shame? Fondling your younger brother like that. Why, I'd think you two were a couple instead of brothers."
We both blinked.
Once.
Twice.
"What are you talking about?" Yami asked. "Yugi and I are not brothers and we are a couple. Well...at least in a couple of more years..."
I chuckled.
"Mr. Mutou, did you know about this!" Jounouchi's mother asked.
"Why, of course. Other wise I'd be screaming like you too if I didn't," Grandpa said with a smile.
"Oh," she said weakly. "Hey! Stop kissing my Jounouchi!"
Seto, stopped in mid kiss, and glared, wrapping his arms around Jou's neck.
"Your Jounouchi? My Jounouchi!" he shouted.
We all burst out laughing, except for Seto and Mrs. Jounouchi, till our ribs ached, and we settled down enough to drink some soda for our partched throats.
"What would you like love?" Yami asked.
"Do you have Sprite?"
"Yep, stocked. Since Mokuba and I like to chug it down when ever we can get our hands on it."
"Seto even threatened to stop buying them if we continued being hyper after drinking it," Mokuba commented, sipping Sprite.
"No, I threatened to drink it all myself, and stuff the can's down your throats," Seto grumbled, drinking Root Beer.
"Like you can stuff a can down my throat," Yami pointed out and we burst out laughing.
"So..." Mrs. Jounouchi said slowly. "How long have you, Yugi, Yami, been...together."
"We met in our first year in High School. Yami was such a stuck up agnorant bastard! Teased me, mocked me, even talked about me behind my back," I said with a sigh.
Yami looked hurt.
"I made it up to you! I apologized!" he protested, and I kissed him lightly upon the lips.
"Of course love, I know. I was only teasing."
"Oh, only teasing huh?" Yami asked and started to tickle me.
"No, no Yami! Not in the car!" I shouted laughing as I tried to push his wiggling fingers away from my side.
Suddenly, the limo stopped, and we both fell forward upon the limo's floor, and smiled sheephisly as Grandpa looked down at us.
"Well, if you little imps are finished why don't we start getting out of the limo?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, let's stay on the floor, its comfy," Yami said sarcastically as he pushed himself up, and opened the limo door.
He jumped out of the limo, and held out his hand, helping me out, then helping out Grandpa, Mrs. Jounouchi, Anzu, and Shizuka.
Honda scrambled out, glaring at Yami, while Mokuba bounded out and Seto helped his Jou out.
We all went inside the mansion and broke out Cold apple cider, since we weren't old enough for champain, and we all drank to a new year at college.
The Graduation party was great!
It consisted on music, dancing, food, and drink.
The sun had set many hours ago, and I yawned with fatigue, but didn't want to leave just yet.
Seto and Jou were flirting with each other, while Honda and Shizuka were doing Kareoke. Anzu was chatting with Mokuba and my Yami was no where in sight.
Grandpa, of course, was chattering with Mrs. Jounouchi, soothing her from the shock that her son was dating a guy, and I decided to sit upon the window sill, and look out into the night.
The air felt nice, since the room was getting a little warm, and I leaned back, closing my eyes, and breathing in the night air...
"Boo."
"EEP! YAMI! Don't do that! I could have fallen out of the window!" I shouted angrily.
"You could have, but you didn't," he pointed out with a smile.
"Hmph."
Yami's smile faltered and he drapped his arms around me hugging me tightly.
"Love you," he whispered in my ear.
My scowl faltered and soon I had to drop it and smile.
"Love you too."
He gently pulled my face to face his, and lifted it up a bit, and slowly brought his lips to mine, and they met.
Once we parted, he rested his head onto mine, eyes closed.
"Happy Graduation Yugi."
"Happy Graduation Yami."
~*~
"What!" I nearly screamed, jumping out of my chair.
"Yugi...please..." Yami begged, but I shook my head vigorously, starting to pace the kitchen.
"How can you do this to me! I've been gone two years, and we've only had one year to make all the absense up, and now you want to go to college in Egypt!?"
"Yugi..."
"Arg! Egypt. Of all places, Yami!" I shouted, pacing back and forth, my fingers interwined in my hair.
"YUGI!"
"WHAT!"
"Yugi," he said more quietly, "please, sit."
I did.
"Yugi, please listen. I know your upset but, like you've always wanted to go to Califorina, I've been homesick for Egypt. I did grow up there you know."
I went quiet, and I felt guilt burning into my stomach.
"So, can you please just let me go without complaining, like I did?" Yami asked.
"Complaining!?" I suddenly shouted, sitting up abrutly, knocking my chair over.
Yami only stared at me, mouth opened, but no words coming out.
"I...well...I...ARG!" I shouted turning around and running out of the kitchen.
My legs didn't stop till I reached the living room, where I flopped down on the sofa and buried my face in my arms.
I knew I was being a bitch, and I knew that I shouldn't give Yami such a hard time.
But I really, really didn't want to split with him again.
It was painful and would if he really does love another this time.
I mean, college was a place where you met many new people, and I knew that there was someone there who could snatch him away from me.
I really didn't want that.
With a sigh, I plucked up the phone, leaning on a coach pillow, and dialed, waiting for someone to pick up.
"Hello? Hi, I would like a cancellation. Uh huh. I know its not refunable...just give it to the next person who orders it, my treat. Why? Well...I believe that's my buisness. Thanks, bye."
I placed the phone back onto the receiver, and sighed, leaning more into the pillow, looking up at the ceiling.
'I have to apologize. Yami does really want to go back to his home land, and it was true. He didn't complain a single bit when I was suppose to go to California. And we only were back together for a couple of weeks too. Ugh, I hate it when I'm so selfish.'
With a deep breath I jumped off the couch and slowly went back to the kitchen.
Poor Yami.
He was still sitting at the kitchen table, his head buried in his arms.
My guilt cut into my heart, and I bit my lower lip.
I really didn't mean to hurt him so, but it seemed I had.
"Um..."
Yami's head jerked up.
"I uh..." I stammered looking away, hands behind my back. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so...bitchy. I guess it was because I was afraid I'd lose you if you went. I guess...no I am being selfish, and I hate myself for that. But you were also right. I shouldn't complain. You were supportive of me when I went to California, and all I did was complain."
Yami continued to stare at me, waiting.
But for what!?
"But though I apologize for my selfishness, I still can't let you go."
He looked down sadly at the table top.
"I can't let you go without me."
His head shot up, his eyes wide, and his mouth slightly open in shock.
"And since my Grandpa's been to several digs to Egypt, he will be able to get us tickets there before the new year starts," I continued on and turned. "And...I'm really, sorry that I hurt you, but I'm not perfect, And...and...I'm...not...a women. I know probably if I was then I'd beable to understand better, and wouldn't make such a fuss in everything and..."
I was cut off as hands wrapped around my waist, and a head resting on my left shoulder.
"No your not, and I'm thankful for that. And in truth, if you were a woman, you'd be soooo much worse then what you'd do now."
I chuckled.
"I'm sorry, koi."
"Its alright. I'm just glad it ended like this at the end."
~*~
Friends: shouted what the hell we were thinking.
Grandpa: shouted why.
That was the basic reaction when we broke the news.
But at the end we were able to convince them that it was we want, and I made a blood promise, not really, to Grandpa that I'd visit in the summer.
Now Yami and I were in a taxi on our way to the University, where our first stop was our Dormitory then the office.
Egypt was basically like Japan, except everything was in a different language, and the people were different, not that I mind or anything.
Yami smiled as he stared out of the window, but all I could do was just stare outside, feeling so small in such a big city that I didn't know anything about.
"Yugi?"
"Hm?"
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, fine."
"You don't look fine."
"I'm...just a little nervous. I don't really speak your language Yami. How will I able to comunicate with everyone?"
"Simple," he said with a smile. "Its still considered summer, so I'll teach you."
My nervousness settled down, but the butterflies still flew in my stomach.
The taxi slowed into a stop, and chattered with Yami for a while, before he paid and we got out of the car, looking upon the huge University of Cairo.
It looked almost like Domino High except bigger and expanded a bit more.
"Yugi," Yami whispered, tugging my arm. "The Dorms are this way."
I nodded numbly and followed him to the left side of the building, that looked a bit like a hotel, and we stepped right in.
There was a man there, and he greeted us with a smile.
Yami greeted back and started jabbering something and the man nodded, taking two keys from a board of key holders and handing it to him, and smiled down at me.
He said something but I only stared at him blankly, and Yami said something quickly.
Must have told him that I don't speak Egytian.
I was glad when we finally were able to get inside our dormitory, and what I saw amazed me.
The room was as big as half a foot ball field, with a kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms, with a TV.
"Whoa. Cairo sure has big rooms."
"Yep. Oh, Yugi, it seems they added another to our room...I hope you don't mind..."
"Nope! Maybe he could help me learn some Egyptian too."
"Uh...yeah," he murmured as he dropped his belongings onto the floor.
"Something wrong Yami?"
"Yes and no. It depends. I can share the room, I can share living space, but no, under any circumstances am I sharing you," he said stubbornly and tackled me onto the coach that was in the middle of the room.
He started kissing my neck, and slipped his tongue down my throat.
I responded by wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, when there was the sound of footsteps coming near, and I pushed Yami off at the sound of key turning in lock.
The door started to open, and I quickly straightened out my clothing and my hair, and the door opened to reveal a young Egyptian man.
Tanned skinned, black hair, and brown eyes, with bags around his shoulders.
He smiled and said something.
"Huh?"
"Oh you speak Japanese. Then I'm sure glad I took those Japanese courses," he said with a chuckle and threw his bags onto the floor, shutting the door behind him.
"So, your my new comrades. How are you, I'm Reioko Akeht."
"Yugi Mutou," I said shaking his hand.
"Yami Mutou."
"Ah, brothers?"
"No...friends," Yami strained out.
Before we left, we agreed to act as friends or even brothers so people wouldn't know about our relationship, though Yami was _not_ happy.
"Oh," Reioko said and stretched. "You look native. Are you from here?"
"Yes, I originally was from Cario, but moved to Japan for a while," Yami explained.
"So your little friend's from Japan?"
"Yes."
"Amazing. You two have almost the same hair style."
"Surprised me too."
I felt a bit left out, so I'd thought I'd unpack, but first...I had to find out who was sleeping where.
"Erhem. Sorry, but I was wondering, whose sleeping where?"
They both turned to face me and...did Reioko-san glare at me?
I blinked, but he was grinning so I surely thought it was my imagination.
"That's a good question," he said. "Well, there are two rooms, and one couch..."
"Actually," Yami interupted. "Yugi and I will take one room and you can have the other."
"Um...okay," he said slowly.
I gathered my stuff and walked towards the left, passed the small living room, and to a wall that had three doors.
I opened one that revealed a small room with one bed, and wardrobe with a closet.
The first thing to do was put my clothing away and when I slid open the closet, I chose the right side of the closet and the clothing that wouldn't have any room in my half of the closet, I folded into the wardrobe, throwing the empty bags into the closet.
"Yeow!"
My heart jumped and I rushed outside and I saw Yami swearing as he shakes his hand rapidly.
"Shit, should have seen that damn wall," he muttered.
"Are you alright Yami?" Reioko asked getting a little to close to Yami.
"Uh...yeah, its fine."
"Here I want to make it feel better..." he whispered his breath playing on Yami's lips.
"Well, if you'll excuse me for interupting," I said, trying to keep my anger at Reioko down. "But I thought I heard someone scream, but now that I can see that everything's okay, then I best continue unpacking."
Yami pushed passed Reioko and I could hear his footsteps behind me, but I refused to turn around.
"Yugi, it wasn't what it looked like."
"Fine Yami," I huffed. "Just unpack, and I'll see if we get food with this place too."
"Yugi..."
But I already left before opening the fridge up, and to my surprise, there was food.
Not much, but enough for one meal, until I could go shopping for our food.
"You cooking tonight?" came a voice in my ear and I jumped, spinning around and was looking into Reioko's brown eyes.
"Uh...yeah, I guess," I murmured and whirled back around.
"You and Yami close?"
"Uh huh. We knew each other since the beginning of High School," I answered absently.
"Anything between you too?"
My heart jumped.
"Of course not!" I said, laughing. "We're only friends."
"Nice ring."
"Hm? Oh!" I said with realization. "Thanks."
"Engaged?"
"Uh huh."
"But I thought it was the man who gave the ring to the woman," Reioko said suspiciously.
"Well, to prove that I am engaged my lover gave me one too," I explained, not missing a beat.
It was true.
Before we left I had given Yami a ring of my own so it would seem like we were both engaged to different people then to each other.
"Well," I said finally. "Looks like pasta."
With that decided, I went back into my room, when hands grabbed me and threw me onto the bed.
I shook my shock off quickly and looked up to see Yami leaning against the door, locking it behind him.
"Yami?" I asked, a little afraid.
He didn't, answer but instead approached me and threw himself ontop of me.
"Yami!?"
"Shhhhhh," Yami whispered in my ear, as he hugged me tightly to himself. "I'm a bit tired, what about you."
There was lust in his voice and a smile just couldn't help breaking out.
"Me too, want to take a nap?"
"I'd love to," he purred, and nibbled my ear.
We had a nice 'nap' and it wasn't till dinner time that we unlocked the door and I started making dinner.
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Mijikai: Well, there finally in college, and they've met Reioko. Next chapter, Yugi's first day of college and he meets some familiar students, including the infamous bully Bakura and physco path Malik. How will they get through college?
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