I more than doubled my reviews! YAHOO! HELL YEAH! (jumps up and down) This chapter marks second week of summer vacation, I'm getting sick of this house. But I love reviews! You guys are great!

My blood relation, Ron, told me that getting 20 reviews per chapter is a respectable amount. Posh! I'd like to see her write a story and summit it. See how many reviews she gets on her first chapter.

Yami Hitokiri: Hey, Ron? Why do you think I only got 3 reviews in the first chapter?

Ron: (shrugs)

Yami Hitokiri: Do you think its because I put Yugi and Anzu were getting married in the summary?

Ron: YOU PUT ANZU AND YUGI WERE GETTING MARRIED IN THE SUMMARY!

Yami Hitokiri: uh… yeah…

Ron: Idiot.

So yeah, I'm thinking I should maybe change my summary… maybe more people would actually read it.

For reminder this is NOT AN ANZU/YUGI FIC! IT IS A YUGI/YAMI FIC, GOT IT!

THIS IS SHOUNEN AI, YAOI OTHER WISE KNOWN AS SLASH, GUY ON GUY, HOMOSEXUAL LOVE, OKAY? If you have a problem with that then DON'T READ!

This fic is rated for language, slight gruesome/blood/un-pretty-things-ness (other wise known as Anzu), some sexual stuff but no lemons.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. But I do own a complete collection of Japanese Yugioh episodes, which my blood relation will take with her to collage over my dead body. (TAKE THAT BITCH!)

I also have no idea what people in Japan eat for breakfast. When we were in Japan they gave us a choice between cold egg noodles with some weird soup like thing and a raw fish head. I got the noodles and soup but I wasn't quite sure if I was supposed to put the noodles in the soup, put the soup on the noodles or eat them separately. I think the Japan have fun confusing tourists.

I also do not own Our Lady Peace lyrics, which you will find scattered randomly throughout this fic because they're freaking awesome.

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Chyaputa 3: Tears over Vegetables

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The next day dawned pale, gray, cold and rainy, dark clouds hung over head. The humidity made Yugi's hair frizz as he woke up, pealing musty smelling sheets off his body as he slid out of bed. He squinted as his weak eyes scanned the room but found Anzu was not lying at his side.

'Did she even go to bed last night?' he thought as he yawned. He remembered going to bed while she was had still been desperately trying to correct Honda's and Jounouchi's mistakes from the day before. Yugi opened the door to find a tasty aroma of cooking food tickling his nose. Muffled voices were talking behind the door to the kitchen.

"Now you just stir it. No, like this…" Anzu's voice instructed.

Yugi opened the kitchen door. Anzu was standing directly behind Atemu, her arm over his, her hand over Atemu's wrist, moving it delicately in circles over a pan of rice.

Yugi's body went rigid. His purple eyes grew wide in complete and utter shock, focused on the hold Anzu had over his darker side at the moment.

"Make sure nothing sticks to the bottom of the pan," Anzu advised him, leaning her head over his shoulder. Neither of them had noticed he had entered the room yet. Yugi knew she was standing way too close to his ex-darker half and he could have sworn Anzu's creamy elegant fingers were curling under to touch Atemu's palm. Yugi fought to speak but his voice choked and all that came out was a harsh squeak. Anzu, hearing the noise, turned curiously to see him standing there.

"Oh, good morning, Yugi," Anzu greeted, smiling as though there weren't anything wrong at all and moving casually away from Atemu's body. Atemu, like Anzu, seemed to not notice the awkwardness of this situation and instead concentrated on the contents of the pan Anzu had given him to stir. "You slept a long time. I thought you'd never get up."

Yugi opened his mouth to say something. Then his fear and uncertainty of what he had just seen got the better of him and he closed it again.

'It's probably nothing. Most likely nothing. Presumably nothing. Nothing happened. Don't over exaggerate,' he repeated over and over again to himself like a broken record, brain still numb. He opened his mouth again, this time to say a friendly greeting.

Atemu finally looked up and caught Yugi's straying unfocused eyes. Yugi found his throatto,once again, be blocked. For a moment he stood there, every second making him feel more and more stupid, his mouth hanging half-open in mid speech.

"Yugi are you alright?" Anzu asked. Yugi couldn't look away from those red eyes. A burning started behind Yugi's brain and spread through to the back of his eyes and throat.

"…gahmmm…" he mumbled incoherently, finally forcing his mouth to close. Anzu's eye brows raised in confusion.

"Are you feeling alright?" The burning pressure was building up in Yugi's head. Yugi was afraid to open his mouth, afraid that if he did he'd say something he didn't want coming out.

"Mmmathr… bbathroomm…" Yugi grunted, jaw clenched, and stepped backwards, pulling his body out of the kitchen as fast as his numb brain could think. Atemu and Anzu looked at each other very confused.

"What was that about?" Atemu questioned. Anzu shrugged and went back to cooking. Meanwhile, Yugi had made it to the bathroom and slammed the door behind him, chest pounding.

"What's wrong with me!" Yugi questioned his reflection, cool slippery hands grasping the edges of the sink. His face was unpleasantly patched with fiery red spots over pale paste colored skin. "I can't even look him in the eye…"

What was this strange feeling of hopeless dread that fell over him every time he saw Anzu and Atemu together? Was it jealousy? After all she was his fiancée, right? He was going to marry her, right? Yugi's face, sticky with night sweat, felt suddenly very hot.

'But I don't hate Atemu. If I were jealous, wouldn't I hate Atemu?' No, that wasn't necessarily true. Back in high school when Yugi had had a crush on Anzu and even though she had tried not to show it, Yugi knew she had always liked Atemu. Loved him even. It wasn't so difficult to believe that she'd feel the same way now.

'But then what does this mean?' Yugi asked himself, turning on both water taps. 'Should I hate him now? If Anzu likes him better… but I don't hate him. I could never hate him!' The horrible empty feeling was back in his stomach.

'Does Atemu like her back?' the thought made his insides grow cold. Without him realizing it hot acid tears sprung from Yugi's eyes. He stuffed his arm into his mouth to stop himself from sobbing, incase anyone was listening to him outside the bathroom door. Hisses of suppressed sobs escaped through his teeth, around the hairs on his arm.

'Does Atemu love her back?' The question seemed important. In answer to this horrifying question, Yugi dunked his head into the sink, now full of cool water. Washing away the tears and panicked sweat, water splashing onto the tile floor.

Five minutes later he emerged. His hair and face properly rinsed and dried. Anzu poked her head out of the kitchen to see him walking down the hall.

"Hey, come sit at the table. We made breakfast," she invited warmly, blue eyes shining. Yugi nodded and followed her to the table. For the moment Yugi forcefully drove back the dark thoughts threatening to consume his mind. Atemu was sitting at the end of the table, one empty chair beside him.

Yugi paused. His first inclination was to take the chair next his dark side but maybe he could use this opportunity to experiment something. Yugi purposely took the chair opposite Atemu and then turned to Anzu to see what she would do. She could either take the seat next to Atemu or the seat next to Yugi, her fiancé. Anzu paused, her eyes flickered discreetly over Yugi and then Atemu. Finally after a brief moment she sat in the chair next to Atemu. Yugi's spirits sank considerably.

"Did you have a good sleep Yugi?" Anzu asked casually as she piled food onto Atemu's plate.

'He's not a child! He can put food on his own damn plate!' Yugi thought angrily, face heating up again. But Atemu wasn't resisting the gesture. Yugi looked down at his own empty plate to avoid both of their stares.

"My sleep was fine," he answered stiffly. Maybe Anzu would put food on his plate too. Yugi waited but as soon as she was done filling Atemu's plate she started eating as well.

"What's wrong? You don't like the food, Yugi?" she asked, concern ringing in her voice. Yugi's mood dropped again. So she wasn't even going to try to feed him.

"Hmmmm…" Yugi hummed as he focused on suppressing his emotions. Unfortunately it wasn't working to well.

"I made the rice," Atemu said helpfully as though this would make Yugi's problems all better. Yugi looked up and his cold glare melted instantly as it fell on Atemu's face. After all he was only mad at Anzu, there was no reason to make Atemu suffer as well. Yugi dragged the plate of rice over to himself and scooped a spoonful onto his plate, then placed one grain at a time in his mouth, moodily.

"Atemu what are you doing?" Anzu asked pointing to a pile of vegetables on the side of his plate. "You're supposed to eat those".

"I don't like them, they make the rice taste funny," Atemu protested. Anzu scoffed.

"Nonsense, they're good for you. Eat them," Anzu answered. She reached over and picked up a green slice with her chopsticks and practically stuffed into his mouth. Atemu frowned then reluctantly chewed the vegetable. Yugi watched in horror.

'She's feeding him!' Yugi screamed inside his head, face burning. He felt like standing up, screeching and pulling his hair out at the sight. Didn't she even have the decency to not do it in front of him? Angrily Yugi snatched up his chopsticks and separated his rice from his vegetables, teeth grinding.

'Go ahead, scold me Anzu. Tell me to eat my vegetables,' he commanded silently. He set his utensils down on the table defiantly, waiting for her to say something. But she continued to stare at Atemu, talking to him happily as though it was just the two of them. Even when she would occasionally say something to Yugi, her eyes were always fixed upon Atemu. Yugi shrank, his anger folding in on itself, falling into deep depression. His jaw felt strained from clenching it so much.

'Just yell at me Anzu. That's all I want. All you have to do is notice me. Look at me…?' Yugi pleaded. The end of the meal was fast approaching and still no lecture about how he should eat his vegetables.

"Help me carry the dishes in, Yugi?" Anzu asked, voice overly sweet, grabbing Atemu's empty dishes herself. Numbly Yugi stood up and carried his dishes into the kitchen. She placed them in the sink and then, much to Yugi's surprise, she turned to him, eyes sharp.

"That wasn't very nice, Yugi! How could you be so rude to Atemu?" she accused.

"W-what?" Yugi fumbled, in shock. Now she was lecturing him?

"You didn't say anything to Atemu all meal. This breakfast was his idea, you know. He was only trying to do something nice for you." Her harsh words hurt him.

"H-he was? H-he did?" Yugi asked uncertainly, feeling extremly ashamed.

"Yes," she answered firmly, poking him in the chest. Yugi flinched under her fierce expression. Hadn't he been angry at her a minute ago? "And after all he's been through you can't even look at him during a meal. I can't believe you could be so insensitive, Yugi!" she exclaimed. Yugi's insides burned with guilt. He fixed his gazed onto the kitchen tiles below him.

"I-I didn't know…" Yugi muttered weakly.

"That's because you weren't thinking," she snapped. "Atemu has been nothing but kind and loyal to you. You could learn a couple of things from him." The words fell out of her mouth and knocked Yugi unbalanced, like a heavy blow to the stomach.

Sometime inside Yugi's brain snapped.

"Well, I guess he's just prefect, now isn't he?" Yugi grumbled, sourly sarcastic.

"Yugi!" she exclaimed angrily, another lecture coming on but Yugi had more to say.

"And what about learning something from him? You could learn something from him too, what about loyalty?" Yugi practically spat, his anger from a few minutes ago returning to him in hot blinding flashes.

"What are you talking about?" Anzu questioned sternly, arms crossing over her chest.

"You buy him new 'cool' clothes, even though we don't have the money and you know we don't! You fix him special meals. You sat next to him instead of sitting next to me and you pay all you're attention to him! Didn't you even notice I didn't eat my vegetables either!" Yugi squeaked, emotions building up in his brain making it hard to think.

"What has gotten into you?" she shrieked, her voice rising in pitch too. "What does any of that stuff have to do with anything?"

"Why do you do all those things for him?" Yugi accused angrily, head pulsing. "How come you never do anything for me?"

"I do things for you all the time!"

"Not since he's come back! You won't even given me the time of day now he's around! You never did!"

"I do stuff for him because I want him to feel welcome around us! Of course I bought him clothes; he didn't have any! What would you have done!" Yugi's mouth dropped open to retaliate.

"At least I don't force him to do things he doesn't want to do!" Yugi blurted out; his throat was starting to hurt now. "Did you ever once ask if he even liked the clothes you were buying for him? And so what if he doesn't like the vegetables! If he doesn't like them then he doesn't have to eat them!" Yugi screamed.

"What do vegetables have to do with this!" she screamed back.

"Everything! You never gave him a choice on anything! He's not a child! He can think for himself!"

"I'm only trying to help him!" she cried exasperated, arms flying up into the air in frustration. "How can you even talk! You act as though you don't even care he's back!" Yugi's mouth hung open; eyes flickered, trying to find something to say.

"I-I do care! You just hog him all to yourself," he stammered voice slowly becoming more weak.

"You ignored him at breakfast! You pretended he wasn't even there! In fact, I don't think I've seen you do a signal thing for him since he came back to us!" she cried, taking up her advantage greedily, scolding him harshly.

"I have too!" Yugi screamed, fists tightening. His brain had gone blank he couldn't think straight. When had this become about him?

"You're insensitive and completely unsupportive to his feelings! All you can think about is yourself!"

"That's not true!" Yugi cried, his mouth trembling. "That's NOT TRUE!" He couldn't think of anything else to say. "I… I…"

"You're selfish," she began, taking a step forward and closing in on him, cutting of his escape. "You're--"

"IF YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH, WHY DON'T YOU MARRY HIM!" Yugi shrieked. Anzu stopped, finger in the air in mid lecture. Her face grew confused then shocked. Before she could respond, Yugi ran from the room, straight into the bedroom and slammed the door loudly behind him.

It took a few seconds for Yugi to recognize what he had done. Then he fell onto the bed, its thick sheets muffling his loud sobs.

Are you sad? Are you holding yourself?

Are you locked in your room? You shouldn't be…

Yes, Anzu made Yugi cry. Hate her. Hate her with a blinding red hot passion.

I'm still getting used to website. It took me three hours to just put the first chapter on here. So some of the formating might be different than in other chapters. I think I'm getting better though. Sort of…

Response to Reviewers:

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