I have had a really exhausting day at school, and right now the only thing keeping me awake is the Gundam Wing soundtrack blasting into my ears. Gotta love J-rock. I have a lot going on right now, mainly with school (I need to devote more time to studying) so please don't yell (well, type in capitals) at me for not updating in ages if I don't. Trust me I will finish this.

~*~Love on Ice~*~

Yugi gave Yami one last encouraging smile as the darker was dragged into the kitchen. Yugi mentally cringed as he heard, and felt, the door slam shut. He just hoped that he would end up with a fully functional koibito after whatever was to come…

~*~

Yami mentally braced himself for the yelling that he was sure was to come, he was all too aware that he hadn't had the time to replace his shirt, this was not adding to his credibility. He could understand the man's anger in a way, he had been gone for all of four days and upon his return he finds his only grandson with a broken leg and a fever licking soup off Yami's naked torso.

He couldn't suppress the smile that formed, but it soon dropped when he noticed Jiichans glare.

"Um…Jiichan?"

"I don't think I want to know what you two were doing, so please spare me the details. I want you out of this house. I don't want to here it!"

"But I-"

"No, now get out! And for Shinigami's sake put a shirt on…"

Okay the man was old, but the death glare could surpass that given to him from Kaiba. Yami nodded, not being able to find an intelligible thing to say. He sadly walked back into the living where Yugi promptly turned around to face them.

"Jiichan, please! It wasn't his fault I got hurt, I slipped on some ice. It doesn't even hurt anymore much…"

"I'm sorry Yugi, but it's for the best."

"Well then, I'm leaving too!"

Yami and Jiichan both turned to Yugi who had stood up defiantly, despite the fact that it caused him pain. He stared into his Jiichan's eyes, begging him to let his Yami stay. It would take a very cold hearted man to resist the super-kawaii-amethyst-puppy-dog-eyes-of-doom look that Yugi could pull off, a very cold man.

~*~

*Knock knock*

"Yami? Yugi?"

"We got chucked out; can we crash here for a while? I promise it won't be too long."

Ryou nodded, instantly going to help Yugi who was awkwardly trying to stay upright on his crutches while carrying a bag with some of his possessions. Taking the bag the silver haired hikari led them to the living room where Yugi collapsed into the sofa; it was a long walk from the Kame Game Shop to the Bakura's.

"So basically we just need a place to stay until we find a cheap flat or something. You don't have a paper with property ad's do you?"

"Of course, I'll go get one, in the meantime I'll get 'Kura to set up the guest room."

"Hmm, you can try." Ryou looked over to his darker half who was leaning against the doorway having apparently listened into the conversation. He stared at his hikari.

"Please, 'Kura? They need our help." The hikari used his own puppy dog eyes, thankfully they worked this time. Bakura stalked off towards the spare room mumbling something about 'stupid sweet hikari' and how he was going to pay later.

"Thanks 'Kura!" ^__^

Yami and Yugi stayed silent until the mumbling Tomb Robber was out of ear shot before turning to Ryou.

"'Kura?"

Ryou blushed faintly. "It's my pet name for him."

Yugi nodded in understanding. Yami frowned in confusion.

"It's a hikari thing." Both lighter halves said in union.

Yami nodded as Ryou walked over to a stack of clean, freshly ironed clothes. Pulling out a black shirt he threw it to Yami.

"I'll go get that paper, maybe you should put a shirt on? Don't worry; I'm sure Bakura won't mind you using it!"

Yami seemed doubtful to this, Yugi grabbed the shirt, intent on 'helping' his darker half to get dressed. Grinning mischievously Yugi began to trace patterns on the firm tanned skin, Yami shivered under the light touches.

Getting the result he had hoped for Yugi switched to planting butterfly kisses all over Yami's chest, enjoying the slight moans from his other half. Yami felt shivers going down his spine.

"Ahem. I said your room is ready."

Blushing slightly the two tri-haired teens attempted to act innocently, despite the fact that Bakura was smirking at them. Yami finally put the shirt on, Yugi instantly upset at being deprived of the tight golden muscles. (A/N: Yugi and every other obsessed Yami-fan reading!)

~*~

Yugi lay in bed, the lights were out but Yami was flipping through the pages of the newspaper with the lamp switched on. He light combined with the constant flipping of pages and pencil scratchings, and of course Yami's annoyed mumblings, were preventing Yugi from the comforts of sleep.

"Ne, 'Ami, do you want some help?"

"Yugi? Iie, it's okay. You can go to sleep. I already have two flats and a house that we can go visit. I'm just going to check through the last couple of pages."

"Can't it wait until morning? The bed's all cold." Yugi pouted, causing Yami's heart to race. Turning off the lamp he removed all unnecessary clothing and climbed in next to Yugi. Wrapping his arms around his small frame he felt Yugi instantly melt into his arms.

He drank in the sweet smell of the hikari as he too felt sleep overpower him.

~*~To be Continued~*~

O_o That was not how I was expecting that chapter to come out…but it just wrote itself, so who am I to complain? I have more ideas now for plot, but as they are currently homeless…

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