This is the 6th chapter of True. Thank you for reviewing (especially psych and lil-riter). I really appreciate it!!

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The two had made plans for Sunday, the upcoming weekend. They would spend the whole day together hanging about. Just something that normal friends would do together, except that both of them wanted to be more than friends…

Too bad that one of them was afraid of commitment, and the other was too busy in his work as CEO of his company. Besides, after being rejected, he didn't think that the other had feelings for him.

On Saturday afternoon, Yami and Yugi were heading home by themselves. The rest of the group had other things to do that day. Yugi noticed that Yami's attitude was a bit different. He was more enthusiastic, smiling at nothing in particular every now and then.

"I wonder why he's so happy…" Yugi thought as he noticed Yami grinning at something in his head again. Yugi decided not to bring it up though, just in case Yami went into another one of his "depression" state again. He'd been in that kind of state for a while now, and it was nice to finally have the old Yami back… even if it might be temporary. Yugi just beamed up at Yami and they were soon engulfed in a friendly fight, each teasing the other unmercifully. By the time they reached the game shop, both their stomachs were constricting in pain from laughing so hard. Yugi plopped down onto the couch to find Yami joining him as Yami plunked into the couch seat beside him, sighing happily.

They were still sitting lazily on the couch when the phone rang. They looked at each other with a twinkle in their eye before they got up in unison, each racing to reach the phone first. Obviously, since Yami had longer legs, he reached the phone earlier and picked up the phone.

"Hullo?" Yami slurred into the phone.

"Hey Yami! Is Yugi there?" A kid-ish voice yelled, causing Yami to hold the phone a little farther away. When he was sure that the person on the other line stopped, he put the receiver back to his ear and gave a small smile.

"Hello Mokuba, and yes, he's right here," he said as he motioned Yugi towards him to give him the phone. Yami then handed the cordless back phone to Yugi and sat back down on the couch, closing his eyes and spaced off.

After a few minutes of talking, Yugi averted his gaze onto Yami, his eyes never leaving Yami's face. He seemed a bit surprised but then it disappeared. After some "yeahs" "uh huhs" and finally some "good byes", Yugi hung up the phone and sat down beside Yami.

"Are you going to hang out with Kaiba tomorrow?" Yugi inquired. Yami opened his eyes and looked at Yugi.

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you. Yes, I am." Yami paused for a second. "Sorry..."

Yugi cracked a smile. "That's okay. There isn't anything planned for tomorrow anyway. You're friends with Kaiba." Something clicked in Yugi's mind, and he was beginning to have a hunch as to why Yami was so happy all of a sudden.

The next day Sunday, Seto was waiting outside Domino High, waiting for someone. He kept checking his watch a few times and was turning his head around a lot, seeking anxiously. A thought formed in his head. 'What if he doesn't come?' Seto tried to ignore it and push in back into his mind, but it was too persistent. He continued to look around, and suddenly, all thoughts dissipated. He smiled in relief as he saw a certain spiky-hair dude running towards him.

Yami ran up to Seto, panting. "I'm… so… sorry………. I over- gasp for air…. slept… Yugi wheeze turned off… alarm clock." After a few minutes of choking on air, Yami regained his composure. When he looked at Seto with questioning eyes, Seto just gave a reassuring smile and brushed off the inconvenience with a wave of his hand.

"It's okay. As long as you're here, right?"

Yami looked away, feeling his face heat up. "So, where should we go to first?" He asked awkwardly.

Seto looked around and answered with an "I don't know…" Yami looked around also. He suggested the museum; since it was the first thing he spotted. With nowhere else to go, they headed towards the museum together. Inside, they looked at exhibits of many different cultures and time periods. They walked along the halls, talking of this and that. Sometimes chuckling at absurd artifacts, and whispering remarks to each other that made them burst out laughing. After some time, they reached a British/American ward filled with many different types of clocks. Grandfather clocks, those types were things came popping out clocks, and some other old fashion clocks. Seto and Yami looked at each other with weird expressions on their faces as they progressed through the halls. Yami looked at the clocks with curiously and spoke to Seto.

"Do you think these clocks are working?" Yami asked. Seto compared his watch to the numerous clocks in the exhibit.

"Yes, they're working." Seto replied. Yami then asked what time it was, and Seto glanced at his watch again, stating that it was about 2 o'clock. Yami held in his breath and looked at the clocks. In unison, all the clocks started chiming and making noises that indicated that an hour had passed. The noise was loud and obnoxious, and the two teenagers covered their ears with their hands and made a run out of the clock exhibit. Once they were clear of the clocks, they stopped.

"Blasted clocks," Seto muttered under his breath and the two looked around to see where they ended up in. It seemed to be a painting exhibit. It was full of oil paintings on huge canvas. They continued their stroll along the halls, admiring the paintings hung on the wall. A certain picture captured Seto's attention and he headed towards it. After a few minutes, he felt Yami's presence next to him.

"Look." Seto breathed. Yami looked. "Isn't it beautiful?" Yami nodded. After some moments of admiring, Seto turned abruptly to face Yami. He seemed to be grinning and an excited twinkle was in his eyes. Yami was both surprised and confused.

"Yami! Have you ever gone hiking?" Seto asked excitedly. Yami slowly shook his head no. At this, Seto's grin seemed to grow bigger, if that was even possible.

"Me neither. Let's go now!" Seto made a grab for Yami's wrist as they ran out of the museum, footsteps echoing on the marble floor.

Yami and Seto were facing a mountain. It wasn't too big, but it wasn't small either. It was like the shape of a HUGE LARGE rock, with small crevices to climb up. It took the two a while to get here but they used means of transportation of course. They exchanged smug glances at each other. Then they began climbing it. When they finally reached to the top, it was about midday. They sat down and drank some water that they had bought before they climbed the mountain. It was in a backpack that they each carried. The time was about 6 to 7 p.m. and the sun was about to set. They sat beside each other and regarded the sunset in awe. The horizon was tinted pink and orange and met with the sparkling blue ocean that the mountain faced towards. It seemed like a beautiful painting that caught their breath away.

Seto stared intently on the array of pastel pinkish colors as he whispered to Yami. "I've always wanted to see a sunset as perfect as this."

Yami whispered back. "Was that your only desire?"

"Obviously no." Came the reply. Seto wanted Yami! "What are your desires?" He was curious.

Yami's head screamed out 'YOU!' but instead, he just turned his head to face Seto's and smirked. "If I told you, then I'd have to kill you, and you wouldn't want that, no?"

They returned their gaze back to the setting sun. It was a picture perfect moment.

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