Disclaimer: The day that I own Yu-Gi-Oh! will be the day that Monica Lewinski is portrayed as a "chaise, pure, and innocent damsel".

BTW --- Almost all the Y/Y fics out there portray Yugi as the uke, so I decided, "#$%@ society, I'm going to change this."  ^_^  (Heheh – sorry, my bad language.)  Yes, Yami and Yugi are both OOC a bit.  Yes, just a little…little bit.   Hope you enjoy!!  --MnY

//blah blah blah// - Yami talking

/blah blah blah/ - Yugi talking

[blah blah blah] – thinking

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The Best Things Come in Small Packages

"Aibou?  Aibou, where are you?"

"In here, Yami."

Turning the corner, Yami walked into the kitchen as he was retrieving various things from the refrigerator.  Hands in his pockets, the teen watched his slightly-shorter counterpart for a while, before finally asking the inevitable question.

"Hikari – whatcha doin'?"

Sticking his head out of the fridge, he removed the last of the contents and moved to place them on the counter, closing the door with a foot.  "Just making something.  Why?"

"Oh, no reason.  Just wondering," Yami replied as he stared mystified around the kitchen.  Yamis were not let near kitchens unless supervised, so the past-pharaoh took his time looking around when suddenly Yugi stuck a knife in front of him.

"Ne, Yami, can you hold onto this for me for a second?" he asked as he continued exploring a cupboard for something.

"Sure aibou, not a problem."  Yami took the small blade from Yugi, examining it with a finger before letting out a small yelp.

"Now Yami, I need you to-Yami, did you just cut yourself?" Yugi asked, a little exasperated.  Well come on now – he knew it was sharp!

Yami shook his head furiously as he sucked on the side of his finger.  "Nnn nn," he mumbled as he shied away from his hikari.

Sighing, Yugi promptly took the knife away from his yami as he reached for a first aid kit.  After putting antiseptic and a band-aid over the 'mortal wound', he kissed it lightly.  "There, all better Yami.  Now, would you mind going into the living room for a few minutes and just wait there until I call you?"

Staring, Yami nodded dumbly, his cheeks going red.  Yugi smiled at the reaction, giving him a wink before ushering him out of the kitchen.  Having done that, the amethyst-eyed teen turned back to his work.  [I can't have him hanging around here – not if I want to get this surprise together for him,] he thought as he began setting the table.

Yami sat on the couch with his legs crossed, staring at the wall intently as he waited for Yugi.  The former pharaoh shifted nervously as the blush continued to stay on his cheeks.  He loved the teen with all his heart and soul, but dare he tell him?  What if Yugi rejected him?  Was Yugi even gay?  Hundreds of questions bounced here and there inside Yami's head, but any attempt to answer even one would only result in more confusion.  Yami sighed, tilting back to look at the ceiling.  [No, best not to tell him anything – how could he love someone as dark and secret as I am?]  He spent the next passing moments in silence, save the occasional noise from the kitchen, as he fantasized about his sweet, understanding, loving aibou.

In fact, Yami became so absorbed in his obsession over Yugi that he failed to notice someone stepping towards him from behind.  Suddenly, his eyes were completely covered in darkness.

"Wha?  W-w-woah, what's going on?" he asked nervously.

He heard a small laugh from behind him, sending shivers down his back.  "Ne, Yami, it's just me."

"Yugi," he stated as he reached up to touch what was covering his eyes.  Feeling the cool fabric, he asked, "Ne, why are you blindfolding me, aibou?"

"I have a surprise for you, that's all.  Here, give me your hand," Yugi said calmly.  Yami complied, and soon Yugi was leading him away from the couch, the pharaoh's hand gripped firmly in his.

//Yugi, where are we going?//

/You'll see./

//That's an incredibly vague answer, aibou.//

/But if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?/

Yami mentally rolled his eyes.  //Yugi, the last time you said that to me, you set me up with Anzu.  Really, Hikari, that was NOT a pleasant experience – I hope you're not planning something similar.//

Yugi smiled as he led Yami through the house.  /Nope.  Sorry Yami – I just had to do that so you knew what you were missing./

['What I was missing'?  What's that supposed to mean?] Yami thought.  [What, so I knew what I'd be missing without her around?  Or maybe….]

Yami's thoughts were interrupted as the two suddenly stopped.  Carefully, Yugi led Yami around to sit in a chair before retreating behind him to undo the blindfold. 

"Ok, you can open your eyes now, Yami – but you can't turn around."

The pharaoh complied.  Eyes fluttered open, and a gasp could be heard escaping Yami's lips.  All the lights had been turned out, and instead lit candles had been placed around the room.  The furnishings were all Egyptian style, and a meal fit for the gods graced the table in front of him. 

"Th-this is…for me?" he asked, uncertain.

"Yes Yami – do you like it?"

Yami simply nodded, his eyes wide as he took everything in.

"But Yugi – why?"

"Well, why not?" came the reply, a little hurt.  Realizing this, Yami went to turn around to apologize, but two hands kept his head in place.  "Ne, Yami.  You promised."

"I'm sorry, aibou.  I didn't mean to upset you."

Yugi smiled, retracting his hands to tangle them in Yami's hair.  "Yami, you could never upset me."

Yami felt like replying, but Yugi's strokes had put him into a daze.  He sighed as Yugi began to massage his head, the headache he had been plagued with for the past few days slowly disappearing.  Yugi continued for a while in silence, enjoying being this close to Yami.  When he felt the time was right, he stopped and stepped back.

Yami, sensing something wrong, was about to ask when suddenly Yugi walked into his view.  Time seemed to stop as Yami gazed on his hikari in awe.

His aibou stood there, looking very…seductive.  No longer wearing his school uniform, Yugi had donned a pair of tight, black leather pants and a blood-red sleeveless shirt.  Black boots, a studded bracelet, and a chain hanging around his waist completed the look.  The traditional neck buckle was also there, along with the Millennium Puzzle which hung about his neck.  His hair seemed a little more wild than usual, and his entire form flickered with a warm, red-orange glow as the light of the candles illuminated him.

Yami was completely speechless, and even more so when Yugi stepped forward, suddenly kneeling in Yami's lap and placing his lithe yet strong arms around the former pharaoh's head, looking down into his crimson eyes.  Yami gulped; he just could NOT think anymore – his emotions sent him into inner turmoil as he simply stared back, his heart racing.

//Yugi….//

/Yami…/ Yugi began as he touched his forehead to his other's.  /There is only one way I can say this, honestly and truly.  I love you.  I want you with me, to be together forever.  I understand if you don't feel the same way, but please, let me have this one moment…./  With that, Yugi brought his head down and deeply kissed his counterpart.

Yami's reaction was one of euphoria as he realized what was happening.  Suddenly his head cleared, and he readily returned the kiss with a fiery passion that would not be smothered.  Minutes passed, and soon the two were forced to separate, though only slightly, in order to breathe properly.  Yugi looked down again and smiled, the obvious happiness on Yami's face warming his heart and soul.

Slowly, as if not daring any of it to be real, Yami wrapped his arms around Yugi and snuggled up to him, inhaling his scent.  "Yugi…I am so blessed to have you as a hikari.  I love you; I have always loved you, but the thought that you might turn me away was so overwhelming…."  He trailed off, feeling a tear or two escape his eyes and run down his cheek.  Slowly, gently, Yugi tilted Yami's head up, wiping them away as he looked into his eyes with unconditional love.  Smiling, Yami reached his hands up toward Yugi's shoulders and pulled him down for another kiss, both light and dark enveloping them as their souls melted into one.

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