A/N: A short chapter. I know. Kinda depressed right now, if anyone wants to keep tabs on me, my Livejournal is AkuiTsuki. But my journal is friends-only.

Bakura, Ryou and Yugi sit in the beat up red sports car. "What is it that you wish to do next?" Ryou questions softly. "I'd like to go home, if it wouldn't be so much trouble." Yugi sounded off a little sadness mixed into his voice. Bakura just nods and for once drives sanely to the Kame Game shop. Yugi opens the door and smiles down into the car. "Thanks guys, I had fun while it lasted." He closes his door as Ryou speaks "Please, before you hurt yourself, consider calling me...Please?" Yugi smiles hesitantly both of them knew he wouldn't call, but Yugi lied to better the mood. "Sure." Was all he said as he waved once and departed into the Kame shop.

He unlocks the door and walks in, the store was quiet just as always without Grandpa. It still hurts to think about it. Yugi thinks sadly as he walks into the kitchen, dropping his mailcarrier bag next to the door. Walking to the fridge he pulls off his trench coat and lays it on the dinning room table, he opens the fridge and pulls out a coke. "This is how it'd feel if Yami never came but I'd never have meet Ryou or Bakura if that never happened. The world would probably be lost in darkness...Much like my heart if it wasn't for the Pharaoh." The teen drops his tired body into a chair that only this morning held the said Pharaoh. "A demon with a heart of gold." He shakes his head at his description of Yami. Yawning he stands, pushing in the chair. "I guess I could get a few hours sleep." Shrugging at the idea he dumps the rest of his coke down the sink and departs for his room for some sleep.

An hour after the battered teen went to bed, the demon with a heart of gold, walked in the quiet house. Did I really lose so much touch with my Hikari to miss the day of his birth? Yami shakes his head to clear the thoughts that had been plaguing him since Bakura had punched him in the mall. Looking out of the window Yami stared at the sky, which looked more like a piece of black cloth with holes punched in it. I know it is late, but is it too late to return myself to you? My Hikari, could you ever forgive me for wholeheartedly turning my back on you? Could you forgive me for all the hurt I put you through. Most of all, could you love me like I love you? I know I am a horrible person for what I did to the person I love. I just hope in that broken, tattered heart of yours you can forgive and eventually love me too. The pharaoh shakes his head causing his gold bangs to bounce around his sharp face.

Turning around, he spots Yugi's bag by the door. Raising an eyebrow as he crosses the room to inspect the bag. What is this? he gently picks up the bag and goes through it's contents like it was made of glass. His rough hands fall upon the tattered artbook that belonged to his beloved. Flipping through the pages as if they were the most fragile thing in the world. The pages contained pictures of death, heartache, blood and at the very end of the book was a photograph picture of Yami taken by surprise clipped to the photograph looking sketch. Yami gasped and almost dropped the book. He had never know Yugi was such a great artist. Yami placed everything back into the bag as he did a forgotten razorblade cut off a slice of skin, making Yami jump and drop the bag. Nursing his bleeding finger he fishes out the razor carefully. He carries this everywhere?Had I been so blind not to notice hissuffering?Yami walks into the kitchen and begins to bake something.

An hour later, the cutter walked down the hall in silk black pants, no shirt, in black slippers, and his hair was a little messier than normal but he didn't really care. Rubbing his sore neck, he fingers his Heartagram necklace. "Just one look into your eyes, just one look and I'm crying because you're beautiful, just one kiss and I'm a lie, just one kiss and I'm ready to die because you're so beautiful yeah." Yugi sang as he hopped down the stairs on one foot.

It was well past six p.m. when he walked into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks as he spotted Yami, sleeping with his head down on the table. A chocolate cake was sitting on the table with the words Happy Birthday my sweet light written in red frosting, the candles had been light but longforgottenwhen Yami hadfellen asleep so they had burned themselves out. Yugi couldn't help but love it, he walks over to Yami's side of the table and gently shakes his darkness. "Yami, please wake up. I really like the cake." Yugi coos as he gently shakes the other.

Yami shoots up and looks around groggily. "What? huh! Let's duel!" Yugi looks around curiously but Yami snaps back to his senses. "Um...Sorry." Yami mumbles quietly. "look I am also sorry about what a dick I have been for the passed few months. Can you ever forgive me?" Yugi looks taken back but a slow smile crosses his lips. "Of course." Yami smiles and pulls the younger into a hug, which lands him in Yami's lap. The two cuddle hug on the uncomfortable kitchen chair, laughing and actually happy.

TBC

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