Me....not owning.....but I like to chew on yami

It took the brunette a few moments to take in everything. Candles, roses, china glittering on a dark tabletop.

A dinner for them.

Cobalt eyes turned to the figure on the bed. "Yugi" he breathed. At this the smaller boy stood and quickly closed the gap between them, slender arms around his neck, lithe body pressed close to his own. Instinctively Kaiba brought his hands up, one resting on the small of Yugi's back, the other, tangling itself in his tri-colored locks. He took a moment to drink in the younger boy who was currently resting against his chest, content as could be.

He had aged well since highschool, the child he had so long resembled had faded in most places, replaced with a nineteen year old....man. He had stopped spiking his hair but blond locks still framed his face delicately. As for the remainder of his multicolored hair, a loose ponytail at the base of his neck kept the wild strands in line. Amethyst eyes had become a shade darker with age, reflecting inner innocence struggling desperately to exist in the world today.

An expanse of smooth alabaster skin disappeared under a black shirt. One of mine, he noted smiling absently. His hand slipped lower, resting on the boy's narrow hips, where a pair of faded jeans sat, low-slung. Beautiful, he mused, brushing his lips over the other's ear. Absolutely beautiful.

"Yugi, I'm so sorry" He began, resting his chin on the other's head. Yugi just shook his head, voice soft and muffled by his lover's shirt. "It's alright. I know things are hard with the company nowadays...." his voice trailed off, unsure of what else to say, unsure of whether or not he believed what he was saying.

Kaiba placed a soft kiss to his forehead. "You made dinner" he remarked distantly, a soft lilt of surprise emerging in his voice. The comment produced a nod, as the smaller boy leaned up for another kiss, the brunette returning it gently.

Yugi brought his hands up to rest on the other's chest, tenderly peeling away the CEO's coat as he pressed another kiss to his collar.

"Ah Yugi," he sighed, "I'm very tired. Let's just go to bed alright?"

Hurt but unwilling to let the other know, the smaller boy nodded in agreement. He settled to hanging up Kaiba's coat as the other pulled away and began undressing. Yugi crossed the room silently, climbing in bed to join his lover. He smiled, the brunette was asleep almost immediately. He settled in, pressing is body against the other's. It was one of the few times he was able to see Kaiba relax anymore.

He's always so tense.

Bringing a hand up, he traced Kaiba's cheek lightly, smiling as the other sighed peacefully before muttering something and shifting into the pillow. Yes, Kaiba was almost exactly the same as he had been four years earlier. His hair still cut in the same fashion, his walk, his glare.... business as usual.

He was the one who had gotten Yugi to duel again. Though he still refused to enter into any tournaments, he frequently accompanied his lover on trips to KaibaCorp sponsored events, drawing even more publicity to the site.

But in someways, he has changed. His demeanor had softened and the CEO even smiled while they were together, but still, only when they were alone. Personally Yugi suspected it was loneliness, that the years spent living alone in his mansion while Mokuba had left for America had driven him to his doorstep. But he didn't care. The CEO was his, and vice versa.

Yugi couldn't remember a time when he'd been happier. It had taken time, but slowly, silently, Kaiba had washed Yami out of his heart.

It doesn't matter, he closed his eyes, resting his head against Kaiba's chest. Seto loves me, and I love him.

"Goodnight koi."