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Chapter three

The beginning of the end

Yugi stared aimlessly across their bedroom.

"Why, are we doing this Yami?" His guardian ran his nibble fingers along Yugi's back. Soothing every nerve with his tender touch. Yugi melted beneath this loving sensation, he had never before felt so good; so comforted. Yami swiftly leaned down and nibbled at Yugi's neck, the little one gasped at the feel of hot breath on his cool flesh. Suddenly, Yami began to suck on his neck, licking his now sore skin.

"I'm so, sorry aibou, I can't seem to stop myself…" Yugi shook his head and shifted his body to face him. He leaned forward, until their forehead's touched. Something enigmatic was at work, each of them preyed that this moment would never end. They would rather spent an eternity in this lusty state, than hide it from the world. Yugi eyes swam with emotion, his eyes begged for fulfilment.

"No Yami; I-I don't want you to stop." They came together in unison and shared a deep, yet gentle pure kiss. Yugi knew it was wrong, he was already going out with Kristy - Perhaps it was his hormones but then, why didn't he want to proceed any further, usually teenagers would want to go much further in a state of hormonal manipulation. But Yugi did not wish to go any further but to remain like this, to feel so complete to be in Yami's arm's and to be loved by him; always.

"Yugi, this is my twelfth phone call, please Yugi - if you're there - pick up! I'm really worried about you. I know you're upset but why don't you pick up and talk to me about it. I'm positive it will help you… please Yugi? Okay when you feel like talking, call me back, okay bye Yugi - love you honey." Love you?

Yugi didn't look at his phone, he was far too wrapped up in guilt. The first kiss he had shared with Kristy didn't mean even a quarter as much as Yami's did. Why didn't he see it sooner? He didn't want Kristy, he needed Yami. It was true that Kristy was a wonderful friend, but Yugi now realised that he only wanted to be close to someone, his desire to be wanted was so great, he displaced his feelings onto someone he really didn't know at all. Just because you know someone for years, doesn't mean that you really know that person.

And what was even worse now was that he was going to break Kristy's heart.

Tap, tap. Yugi sniffled and wiped away the residue from his nose.

"Come in," he called out. Mr Muto entered, carrying a breakfast try, with toast and tea.

"Morning Yugi," he didn't reply, his Grandpa watched Yugi carefully, he was definitely still shaken up by the advent. He set the tray on the bed, beside where Yugi sat. Yugi still didn't move, Mr Muto gave up, he rubbed the back of his head and went out of the room.

Minuets later, Mr Muto put away the carton of milk, left over from making the tea. The brightly painted kitchen was extremely quiet, usually the boys would be at the circular table at this time, fighting over the last pancake. Their childish playful squabbles always amused him, it was what brightened a rainy morning or a bitter winter greeting.

Ding dong. The door sounded, Mr Muto grabbed his shop keys and walked to the front of the house. The jingling from the large collection of keys was the only sound to be heard in the silent house, although Mr Muto kept it very bright, it was not a cheery house. He approached the clear class door and unlocked it gradually, soaking in the last silent moment he would take in for many days.

"Good day Arthur, Rebecca." Mr Muto greeted them with a warm smile, attempting to cover over the harsh reality.

"Hello my old friend, it's good to see you again." Arthur smiled, Rebecca scanned around the shop and began to boast about all the cards she already owned. The older gentlemen ignored her and they proceeded into the kitchen, it was a far distance from Yugi, it was best to not disturb him.

They sat around the table, each with a steamy cup of tea and an idea on how to resolve the problem.

"I see, so we already know that each Millennium item has it's own special ability, the rod has the power to take control of someone and transport people to the shadow realm. The puzzle however, is a different sort of item altogether. Yugi and Yami had a way of communicating with each when Yami didn't have a physical form. Perhaps, we can reach Yami through the p-" Suddenly, the door opened and Yugi walked in carrying the breakfast tray. His face was still as distant and as saddened as ever, the three pairs of eyes watched him carefully, as he said nothing and walked out again.

"Ah, Rebecca, maybe you should try to talk to Yugi, interact with him a little, but be carefully dear, he's very fragile at the moment." Rebecca wiggled her nose and sprang from her seat.

"Yugi, wait up my darling!" She yelled and charged out of the room, her feet pounded on the stairs and caused the kitchen light figure to wobble. Mr Muto looked over at Arthur.

"Are you sure that was wise?" Arthur took another sip of his tea and began explaining.

"Did you happen to notice that Yugi only ate one bite out of his three slices of toast." Mr Muto glanced over at the tray, it was true, Yugi wasn't eating, the situation suddenly became much more serious.

"You see, I had a friend, very much like Yugi, kind and extremely sensitive. One day, a few years back his wife became critically ill, in a matter of days, she had passed away. It was such a shock to my friend that unfortunately, he fell into a depression and died only a month later." The grey haired man gasped and looked away from his friend, his eye began to fill with tears at this shocking realisation.

"I'm not saying that Yugi will suffer the same way but, we're they close?" Mr Muto sniffled and replied.

"It's much worse Arthur, they're in love, deeply, deeply in love."

"Oh my." Arthur took mouthful gulped. The room fell silent, the eerie sensation of fear filled the room. Arthur couldn't comprehend the amount of pressure and worry his dearest friend was experiencing at that time.

"Well," Arthur looked up from his mug.

"That means we have no time to waste." Mr Muto nodded and they left the kitchen.

The other realm was as cold as the artic however it's temperatures couldn't compare to how dull and numb Yami felt at that present moment. He had remained in that same spot, staring into nothing, feeling nothing, only the bitterness of regret. But Yami always corrected himself, he was doing this for Yugi, he had decided to see this decision as proof that he loved him. This gave him comfort, Yugi could finally know how much Yami truly loved him.

He peered down at his arm, the darkness was now consuming his elbow, he sniffled and shivered, he would give anything to have Yugi with him, to have Yugi cuddle in his chest, sharing his radiant heat. Yami gasped and smacked his head against the purple and black floor. He sat up and shook his head free from blood. Suddenly, he felt something move in his pocket, he reached down and yanked it from his tight leather trousers. His heart jumped into his mouth, it was such a struggle to sallow at all. It was a picture taken at the beach, the place where they shared their first kiss. Yami immediately clutched the picture to his chest and for the first time in hours, he smiled and then sighed, falling backwards in a heavenly daze. Warmth covered his entire body and suddenly, a part of his arm had recovered from the visual virus.

The shadow was now just below his elbow but Yami was so tangled up in memories, he didn't notice this.

"Oh! There you are Pharaoh, Bakura told me that you were here." Yami snarled, instantly recognising the disturbing voice. It was Marik approaching him, his eyes gleamed with a eerie glow.

"Piss off, I don't want you here." Yami sat up and snuck his photo back into his pocket.

"Awww, poor Pharaoh missing his light. Well, severs you right for trying to go against me and my evil plot." Yami glared at him with intense anger.

"You know, there is so much wrong with that sentence, that - I don't even know where to begin." Yami stood and began to walk away.

"You know if you want to return to your light, you can have me instead of Bakura?" He grinned in a menacing manner. Yami dared not look him, he just continued to walk alone, Marik smirked watching Yami leave, his arm being devoured at twice the rate.