Mijikai: Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I'm so sorry! I wanted to update and everyone's reviews were so nice that it made me feel sooo guilty about the delay. (Bowing head) I'm so sorry that I made everyone wait this whole time. (Kicks computer) Stupid Microsoft Word!

Yami: It's you're fault. You didn't update the Word processor earlier.

Mijikai:...I don't know howwww!

Yami: You could have gotten your Dad to do it!

Mijikai: Why didn't you do it?

Yami:.....................................What do I look like? I computer nerd?

Mijikai: Yes?

Yami: :p

Mijikai: :D

Note: I'm really sorry for the delay, and now that I have my word processor working again, I CAN UPDATE!

Question: WHY AREN'T THE STUPID SYMBOLS WORKING!!!???

Entry Eighteen

Soft lips kissed my eyelids and my eyes fluttered open.

"We're here," Yami whispered and I chuckled as his soft breath tickled my ear.

"Five more minutes," I muttered, obviously joking.

"I'm sure the plan attendant will let you sleep more then three," he said and shifted so I was sitting up by my self. "Come on, koi."

I yawned, before standing up, and grasped Yami's hand as we left the plane.

"It feels nice to be home again," I sighed, and Yami nodded.

"It does, doesn't it?" he said quietly, and his eyes became glazed.

"You didn't have to come," I said, guilt gnawing at my gut.

He glanced at me and slipped an arm around my waist and held me close to him, which was a little awkward since we were still walking.

"Koi, I'm never parting from you again. And though Egypt is the place of my birth, Tokyo is where I found a new life, a new home, and a love."

"But I still can't help feeling I forced you. I mean, Yami, you only had a couple of months left of college. You could have stayed and met me in Tokyo later."

He pressed a finger to my lips and gave me a stern look.

"Aibou, we've been through this. You didn't force me to do anything. I came at my own will. And I refuse to finish college without you. And besides I want to marry you as soon as possible, and I think everyone would like it if we married in Tokyo."

I smiled and grasped his hand, our rings almost glowing when the brushed against each other.

Unfortunately, my fluffy mood didn't last long when we started coming near enemy territory.

The area had, for some odd reason, had quite a few young high school teenagers who were grinning at my Yami, and even blowing kisses at him!

Being the little possessive bastard I am, I held his hand tighter, but those bimbo's didn't seem to take the fricken hint!

They even went up to us!

"Hi, cutie," one said, showing off her big breasts, smiling showing her huge beaver teeth. "Is that your little brother there? He's really cute."

"Um...well," Yami stammered.

"Aww, he's soo cute," the other one squealed, chubby with short black hair. "How old are you?"

"Eighteen," I said in my most mature voice that I could muster.

"Oh!" the chubby one shouted. "You're just right for dating! How about it? I'll give you my phone number..."

"Excuse me," Yami growled, seeming to get over his shyness. "But if you haven't noticed, we're both engaged."

Both looked shocked, and slowly looked down at our hands that held the two rings upon them.

"Oh," they both said slowly and started backing away. "We best be going now, bye!"

"Fag," one muttered as they walked away.

Yami made a sort of growl in his throat as his arm squeezed my waist tightly.

Maybe a little too tight.

"Ack! Loosen up, you're crushing my ribs!"

"Ooops, sorry aibou. Those...little bitches...just because were both male and like each other...I think people in Egypt were more understanding then this!" Yami spluttered angrily as we came to the baggage claim.

"Yami, you know that not all people will easily accept a homosexual relation," I said gently, grabbing our bags.

"I know, but...I just hate it. If people can accept male and female couples, then why can't they except homosexual, or lesbian?"

"Because they don't think its right," I answered a bit sadly as we came outside and called a cab.

"But it's not fair. Does that mean that if we grew up with lesbian and homosexual couples, we'd think it was wrong that a female and male would get together? Or...what if the world was made up of male couples! Then would they see anything wrong with it?"

"I don't know Yami," I said as he shut the cab door. "I don't know."

We stayed silent on the ride to the Kame Game shop, and paid the cab fee, before starting towards the entrance of the shop.

But...before I went in, I stopped, and gazed upon the tall building that my Grandpa always was very proud of.

It hurt to see all the lights off and it looked...empty and abandoned.

"Grandpa," I whispered, and felt my eyes starting to sting.

'No, I won't cry anymore. Grandpa wouldn't want that. He'd say, Yugi, don't waist tears when you could be doing something useful!.'

With renewed strength I drew myself up and started towards the door.

"Yugi!"

I stopped and turned to look at him.

"Nani?"

His grim face slowly turned into a smile and he walked up to my side, grasping my hand, kissing my knuckles gently.

"Don't leave me behind."

A smile painted my lips and I gave a nod before I unlocked the door and pushed it open, only to almost die of a heart attack.

"SURPRISE! WELCOME BACK!"

"Ahhh!" I shouted, as the lights turned on, party poppers going off, and spraying string and confetti everywhere. "What's all this?"

"A surprise party, duh," Jounouchi said, grinning, and popping a bottle of Champaign. "And to celebrate the wedding of my dear friends Yugi and Yami Mutou."

"But...we haven't decided on a date yet!" I protested.

"No worries, we just did!" Seto said, tossing Yami a beer.

"Hey, I thought it was the couple who decided everything. Not big headed cousins," Yami teased, smirking as he took a small sip of his drink.

"Humph! Well, if you're going to be that mean, I guess we won't reveal our surprise for you," Seto said, taking a sip of Champaign that Jounouchi just poured.

"And what surprise would that be? A bachelor party?" Yami asked sarcastically.

"Good idea, but we're skipping that," Jounouchi said. "Because, one, we don't care for female strippers and two we want you two hooked right away!"

I raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Yep!" came a sudden shout and we both looked up to see HONDA AND...some pretty girl with honey hair and soft amber eyes.

"Honda!" Yami shouted, and both slapped each other on the back. "What are you doing here? I thought you were sick of us homosexual freaks!"

"Yeah, well," Honda mumbled awkwardly. "I came to terms with it. Besides, Shizuka made me see the light and how it isn't so bad after all."

"Shizuka?" Yami asked, eyebrows raised.

"Oh, I'm sorry, this is Jounouchi Shizuka," Honda introduced and Yami smiled, bowing.

"So you're the beautiful sister that my dear friend has been talking about. How did your surgery go?" he asked politely.

"Very well! Thanks to Onee-chan, I can see again, and Honda-chan was wonderful company when I was in the hospital."

Honda blushed, and grinned like a monkey.

"Ah, Shizuka-chan, I wouldn't have wanted anything more then to be by your side and be your angel of comfort!"

"Honda-chan!" Shizuka said, smiling.

"If you're quite finished," Jounouchi said in a low voice, eye twitching. "Shall we continue where we left off?"

"Yes, lets," Honda agreed and placed a tray down filled with food.

Everyone grabbed a bowl of Green Tea Ice cream before continuing.

"What do you mean "hooked up quickly"?" I asked, licking the ice cream from my spoon.

"You two take so long in getting married! I mean, Seto and I are already living together and legally bonded."

"We were in Egypt and I don't think you would have forgiven us if we married in Egypt," I pointed out.

"No, I wouldn't," he admitted, but then smiled. "Anyway, while you two were gone, Seto, here, got himself a legal marriage contract! You can fill it out anytime and send it in."

I blinked.

"A marriage contract?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, you know that in this part of Japan they don't allow gay marriages in churches, so we use these. Don't worry, we'll set up a mini wedding here in the Game Shop for you guys, and Seto can be the priest. He practically memorized the lines from watching all this romantic crap."

Seto whacked him on the head, eye twitching, and I had to bit my tongue from laughing.

"Shut up," he growled.

"So...when is our marriage scheduled?" Yami asked, eyebrows raised.

"Two weeks from now. Now before you complain let me explain. Anzu is coming down tomorrow and incase you made friends in Egypt you can give them a call and give them time to get down here. I will participate in being your priest, and Jounouchi can help with the drinks and food. How you want it and what time, I'll leave to you two. Is that alright?" Seto asked, pointing his spoon at us.

"Fine, with me," Yami said leaning back. "But...how do you suppose we'll do the wedding in the first place?"

"Hmmm...oh, oh I know!" I shouted, waving my hand frantically, getting a few sweat drops from everyone.

"You don't have to raise your hand you know," Jounouchi said.

"I know, habit," I said. "But how about instead of exchanging rings, since we're already wearing our rings, we sign the document. We'll fill it out before the wedding and on that day sign it and mail it."

Yami slipped an arm around my waist, and kissed me.

"Sounds good to me."

"Oh we'll need to arrange flower girls, and Best men."

"Not really. We can skip flower girl and ring barrier, and Shizuka and Anzu can be Brides maids..."

"But there's no bride," Shizuka said with a frown.

"Says who?" Yami asked, and I lightly elbowed him in the ribs, blushing.

"Yeah, Yami, we'll have to pick out a pretty wedding dress for you," I muttered, and he placed his forehead on mine, grinning like a cat.

"Who says it's me? Besides, I'm to masculine to be a bride."

"Oh and I'm not?"

"You're to pretty."

"I'm not sure weather to be insulted or complimented."

"Both."

I smacked Yami over the head with a couch pillow before turning towards Seto and Jounouchi.

"Okay, we'll have all of us, Ryou, Bakura, Marik, and Malik from Egypt."

"Oh, Mahado and Mana too!" Yami shouted. "He's been looking forward to this for a long time, and Mana's always been telling me to invite her when I get married."

"Okay, so I guess we should start tomorrow huh?" I asked.

"Hai!" Everyone shouted, and clinked our ice cream glasses together.

)0()0(

Late that night, Yami had his arms wrapped loosely around my waist, his cheek resting upon mine, as we lay in my bed.

This reminded me on the day I first confessed to Yami that I loved him and when we first started going out, and when all the problems started.

But it was worth it.

We got through it, and we fell in love with each other even more.

My eyes were closed and I smiled as I felt Yami's soft breath upon my cheek.

"Koi?" came a whisper.

"Nani?" I whispered back.

"...Remember, when I told you about the tomb of my thousand year old Grandfather Atemu?"

"Yes."

"I would like to take you their for our honey moon."

"Hmmm? To a tomb?" I asked, thinking this very odd.

Most couples went to Hawaii or one of the islands, and I don't think they've every gone to a tomb.

"It's not that bad," Yami said, and I could imagine that pout upon his lips. "I can't tell you exactly what it is, but...I guarantee it's not like any under ground pyramid you'll ever see."

"...But...a tomb?"

"There is a part of the room that has the body, but we'll be in a completely different section. And..."

"Shhhh, okay," I whispered smiling. "We'll go, but if it turns out that it's a dusty tomb I'm going to call for a divorce."

I heard him chuckle, and lips touched the corner of my mouth.

"Deal."

With the "deal" sealed we settled into the bed, and I drifted to sleep.

)0()0(

The past weeks were very busy.

We called up our friends in Egypt, and they said they would be coming two days before the date.

Anzu came and excitedly shopped for bridesmaid dresses, pulling Shizuka and me along, and bought blue sleeveless dresses with a huge bow in the back that had the ribbon fall down the dress.

Long sleeved white gloves came with it.

Since they decided that I was more on the brides side (twitch, twitch) they rented me a white tuxedo.

They said I looked like a dashing angel, when I thought I looked like the ghost of Christmas past.

By the time the day of the wedding drew near, we were ready and raring to go!

The living room was reorganized.

The couches were removed for the time being and benches were placed instead, with a small alter and table on the other side of the doorway. Flowers and lace were decorated upon the walls and since we couldn't fit an organ in the living room, Honda brought his electric keyboard and volunteered to be the music player.

On the day of the wedding, I had huge butterflies in my stomach.

We all ate a light brunch, and I was whisked away with Anzu and Shizuka while Yami was pulled into the opposite direction with Seto and Jounouchi.

Anzu giggled as she straightened my white bow in the dressing room and kissed me upon the cheek.

"You look so cute in your outfit," she squealed in delight.

"I look like a little kid forced to dress to some stupid dress party," I said dully. "Why couldn't we have it casual?"

"Yugi, you know that's not traditional!" Anzu shouted, appalled. "I don't think it's very proper to have you dressed in jeans and a shirt."

"I want to shoot the guy who made this stupid tradition up," I grumbled when the door opened.

"Ready?" Jounouchi asked, smiling.

I smiled and nodded.

)0()0(

(Yami's POV)

I fidgeted and nervously stood straight, as the music started.

The "here comes the bride" music, and my stomach squirmed even more.

'Okay, this is it. I'm finally going to be legally bond with my Yugi. Finally...'

...with my Tua

Startled I glanced around trying to find where the voice came from before shaking my head and coming to the conclusion that my nervousness was causing me to hallucinate.

Taking a deep breath, I turned my eyes toward the door where Yugi and Jounouchi appeared.

Since Yugi's only family was...gone...Yugi chose one of his best friends, who was Jounouchi, and so he filled in for "Father of the Bride."

Aww, he looked so cute in the white tux.

As he stood before me, the jumping beans in my stomach disappeared and I took his hands in mine, as Seto started the (what I call) "Drone of the priest".

"We are gathered here today..." he started, and then I droned out.

"I hate this part," Yugi mumbled under his breath.

"Same here."

"It's boring."

"No kidding."

"Do you Yami take this young man to be you're lawful wedded husband? To love and to hold, in sickness and in health?" Seto suddenly asked, startling me.

"I do."

"And since I hate this very long line, do you say the same Yugi?" Seto asked.

"I do," he said, laughing.

"Then Yami, you may kiss the groom."

We kissed, and then signed the wedding license. Everyone clapped, and the music changed to what ever you call the song that's at the end at every wedding.

A fox smirk formed upon my lips and I lifted Yugi into my arms and gave him another kiss, then let myself be lost in those beautiful amethyst eyes.

"Well, finally married."

"To love and to hold for all eternity," he said, and wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me forward and the lips of a married couple met.

)0()0(

"Yami," I said, removing my sunglasses. "I don't see anything special about this."

Yami laughed as he removed himself from the floor, and grasped my hand in his.

"That's because we're not there yet," he said, tapping my nose and pulled me up from the ground. "This was only a resting spot for us, and we're only in the main entrance of the tomb."

"Oh," I said and let him lead me deeper into the...tomb.

Yes, I was in Egypt. Yes I was on my honeymoon. And yes, I'm in a tomb.

So far I've only seen bricks, walls, and dust, and I still see it as I'm led deeper into the pyramid.

"Patience, aibou. It'll happen soon," he whispered, and to my surprise he was right.

The dusty walls started transforming into gold and the darkness brightened considerably by several lit torches.

This puzzled me, and I glanced at Yami, who had this twinkle in his eyes.

"Is someone here?" I asked.

"Always have, always will," was all he said before we stopped before an archway.

My eyes widened as I saw a huge double door made of gold with the eye of Horus carved upon it with a red pupil that gave me the shivers.

"Wow."

"This is it," he said quietly.

"Are we going in?"

"Patience, young one," came a sudden voice and I jumped, turning around, but saw no one.

"Y...Yami," I stammered grasping his hand tightly. "I...is this tomb...haunted?"

"My apologies for startling you," the voice said again and I turned back towards the door to see a man.

The man was tall, and wore a white turban wrapped around his head, and a white robe, with golden hopped earrings in his ears.

His skin was tanned darkly and his eyes were blue, with...no...pupils?

A shiver ran down my spine as his eyes met mine.

"So, this is the one the master has chosen."

"Yes," Yami said.

"And I'm guessing you came here for the sacred room."

"Yes."

He nodded, and stepped aside, and the double doors opened.

"Come," Yami said, tugging my hand and I followed him through the door, and winced as the doors slammed shut.

My stomach twisted when it was only dark that surrounded me and squeezed Yami's arm.

"Where are we? Why's it dark, and who's that man?" I asked nervously.

"His name is Shadi, and he's the guardian of this tomb. It's dark because the lights aren't on yet and we're in the sacred chamber," Yami answered in a cheerful voice and to my horror his arm slipped away from me.

"Yami? Yami!" I shouted, and the lights suddenly went on.

My mouth dropped.

The room was gold.

All gold, and there was a huge bed in the middle of the room with a wardrobe and paintings hung upon the walls.

Writing, covered the visible walls that weren't covered by pictures, and I noticed the Goddess of Love was painted on the ceiling.

It was like stepping into a King's bedroom.

"Is this...Atemu's room?"

"No," came a seducing voice behind me and arms slipped around my neck. "It's a replica of his chambers from long ago."

I felt something being tied around my eyes and my stomach lurched as I was scooped up into Yami's arms.

"Yami, what are you doing?"

He didn't answer and I felt myself moving forward then being placed upon something soft.

The cloth slipped away from my eyes and they met violet.

Lovely violet.

"Yami."

"Yugi," he whispered and slowly crawled on top of me, his lips touching my forehead then my nose, then my mouth, and felt his tongue exploring the caves of my mouth.

His hand slipped into mine, and his other was sliding into my pants.

My eyes widened and I froze a brief flash of that bastard who raped me.

Yami stopped and looked at me, worried, but I shook away the memories and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"No, it's alright. I'm ready."

He smiled, and it began.

(I'll let readers imagine the "love making")

My breath came out in gasps, and though I was hot, I couldn't help but press myself against Yami's hot sweaty, sticky skin.

His lips kissed my forehead, and an arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me to his chest.

"I love you Yugi."

"I love you too Yami."

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Mijikai: The End!

Yugi:..................what's with the chamber?

Mijikai: Well, you see, the tomb isn't only a tomb but a place where all of Yami's ancestors had...certain activities in the room for good luck and prosperous marriages.

Yami: I hope Shadi wasn't peeping.

Shadi: oO Ew.

Mijikai: I think not.

I want to thank every reader and reviewer for well...reading and reviewing. I had fun writing this and I hope everyone had fun reading it. But though this is the end, it is also the beginning of a new adventure of Yugi and Yami.

Part Three: I Smiled At Him

Summery: Yugi and Yami (especially Yugi) are wondering of the possibilities of children. So they part take in an experiment from the hospital but only has a 30% chance of succeeding. As they wait they come by some interesting events concerning work, college, and flirtations.

No, there will be no more mixed up triangles and no it won't become a soap opera again. And no, there is no male pregnancy.