I was late, again, updating this chapter but it wasn't my fault. Apperantly my computer couldn't access three hours ago. Its actually happened before which is why I'm alittle worried.

Last week I was in too much of a rush to check how many reviews I had. So I looked at them recently and… wow… there's like… 75 or something. (glows with happiness) YAY! Maybe I can reach a hundred… mwahahaha…

I don't think I can ever fully express my gratitude to you reviewer people. You guys make my life. I especially like it when old reviewers come back and review again and when people give me constructive criticism. I always want to improve. (sniff) You all are so cool! YAHOO!

All I can say about this chapter is: urg. It was so damn awful to write. I kept making people more dramatic than they should have been; it's a bad habit of mine. (thinks of first Bakura fic and shudders) First Yugi was screaming and then Atemu was screaming and it was all confusing and repetitive and Malik… ah, Malik you fool. I've been editing it and re-editing it up to the last possible moment. I've changed the ending at least fifty times. But I think it turned out pretty well! I hope…

Relationships are so confusing.

Yugi and Atemu are the stars of this fic. The secondary story-line and is about Ryou, Malik, and ah… (cough, cough). Anzu is essential to the story line because she is the ANTAGONIST! Or as close to one as can be. So this is about Yugi and Atemu, not her. If you thought this was an Anzu centric story, you should leave. And since Yugi and Atemu are both men that would make this a SHOUNENAI or YAOI story, wouldn't it! So don't be shocked if you see two guys making out, okie?

This fic is rated for: Language, silly-gay-people, silly-people-who-don't-know-they're-gay-yet-but-will-eventually, lime (no lemon), Ryou getting drunk and passing out after only one beer, violence, and some other unpleasant things.

I do not own Yugioh. I don't even own this computer, my blood relation does. She gave it to me after she got a better one. grrrrrrrrrr...

I also don't own Our Lady Peace, although I do have three of their CD's. HELL YEAH!

This fic is brought to you by: Finger Sandwiches, the best things to make Malik stop talking.

Read, you have no choice.

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Chyaputa7: More Fitting in a Cemetery

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The sun outside was shinning brightly, there was not a cloud in the sky. The flowers were in full bloom and birds were singing in the trees. Prefect weather, as Anzu had put it before she had danced out of the apartment followed by Mai and Shizuka who were going to help her get ready for the big day. Yugi now stood by the front door of the church, all dressed up in a prefect suit with a huge painful rock of guilt in his chest, crushing his ribs. It hurt to breathe, it hurt even more to smile but Yugi had to smile as he greeted the guests, some relatives of Anzu's he had never even meet before. Finally Jounouchi saved him and brought him into the back of the church before the ceremony.

"Okay, tell me," Jounouchi ordered closing the door behind the so they were alone. Yugi looked up surprised.

"Tell you what?" Yugi asked.

"Tell me why you and Atemu are acting like you're going to funeral instead of a wedding!" he cried. Yugi looked away.

"It's nothing," Yugi insisted emotionlessly.

"Hell it's nothing!" the blonde exclaimed and grabbed Yugi by the shoulders. "This wedding should be the best day of your life! You should be happy! I've been you're friend since high school, can't you tell me anything?" Yugi continued to look away.

"I'm sorry, Jounouchi," Yugi said dully. "Could I be alone?" Jounouchi let go of his friend's shoulders, seeing the sadness in his eyes.

"Fine, but let me tell you this. If you're not happy on your wedding day then maybe that's a sign that you shouldn't be getting married!" he advised urgently. Yugi remained silent glaring at his feet. Jounouchi straightened up, he knew saying anything else would be useless. "I'll see you outside. Don't trip, okay?" he joked. Yugi gave him a painful weak smile. Jounouchi walked out of the room. No sooner had he closed the door did he see Atemu walking down the hall toward him.

If he couldn't get it out of one source he'd get it out of another. Jounouchi stormed down the hall and blocked Atemu's path. Atemu looked up slightly dazed as though he was just waking from a deep sleep.

"Jounouchi," he said as a greeting.

"Tell me what's going on between you and Yugi!" Jounouchi demanded, golden brown eyes flashing determinedly. "You two didn't even look at each other on the way over here! Yugi won't say anything but he looks like someone just died!" Atemu's expression didn't change.

"There's nothing going on between Yugi and me," said Atemu.

"Don't lie to me, Atemu. I know Yugi! I know there is something wrong!" he insisted. Atemu looked emotionally unmoved.

"Sorry, Jounouchi. But I don't know why he's acting like this," he admitted. The blonde glared at 3000-year-old spirit but eventually sighed in defeat. "By the way, Jounouchi, I need to ask a favor," Atemu added.

"What favor?" Jounouchi asked.

"Could you be Yugi's best man again?" Atemu asked, casually looking away.

"What?" Jounouchi exclaimed. "Why don't you want to be his best man?" he questioned suspicion catching up to him.

"I can not support this wedding," Atemu answered truthfully. Jounouchi's mouth hung open for a second.

"You what!" Jounouchi grabbed the front of Atemu's shirt lifting him a foot off the ground. "Yugi's your other half! You lived in his body! He practically gave up his soul for you and you…" Jounouchi was shaking with anger. "He almost killed himself after you left and now you can't even support his own WEDDING!" Jounouchi grip tightened. "You better give me a damn good reason!"

"Because I love him," Atemu answered seriously, no doubt or any kind of human feeling was found in his dull red eyes. Jounouchi froze in shock.

"Y-you what?" he stammered lowering him to the floor. Atemu brushed off his black suit as Jounouchi finally let go.

"I love him, that is why I can not be his best man," he repeated. "I have gone over this many times in my mind already but this is all I can do. I'm sorry."

"Does he know?" Jounouchi asked after a few moments.

"I'm going to tell him about the switch now."

"No!" Jounouchi interrupted. "Did you tell him that you love him?" Atemu looked a little shocked at this question. He thought back to that night in the kitchen.

"I thought I made it pretty clear…" Atemu said.

"Did you say those words? Did you say 'I love you'?" Jounouchi asked urgently.

"No…" Atemu admitted.

"Then tell him that," Jounouchi told him. "Yugi's not the easiest person to follow things…" he added with a grin.

"Why do you care? Don't you want Yugi and Anzu to get married?"

"All I want is for Yugi to be happy. If he's happy with Anzu then that's great, if he's happy with you then that's fine too, as long as he won't regret this day for the rest of his life." Jounouchi grinned. "Well, I better tell the ceremony people I'll be taking your place," he said and walked passed him.

"Jounouchi," Atemu called. The blonde turned. "Thanks." Jounouchi nodded and continued on his way. Atemu turned to face the door in front of him. He took a deep breath, built up all his courage and reached for the doorknob.

I can't see the thief that lives inside of your head,

but I can be some courage at the side of your bed…

"You almost ready Malik?" Ryou called into the bathroom, fixing his tie.

"Almost!" Malik said. Ryou grabbed his hairbrush and stood in front of the mirror, forcing his untamed locks to fall into place.

"Thanks for bringing me home again, Malik!" Ryou called. Malik stepped out of the bathroom shaking his mass of hair, trying to get it as messy as possible.

"Its nothing, Ryou-kun. So, how do a look?" Ryou turned and his face fell as he saw Malik was wearing a silk bright purple dress suit. "Does it bring out the color of my eyes?" Malik asked.

"Perfectly," Ryou drawled critically. "You look like a pimp." Malik frowned.

"A gay pimp?" he asked hopefully rushing up to the mirror beside Ryou to examine himself.

"Sure, why not?" Ryou answered and continued brushing his hair. Malik watched Ryou dreamily. Ryou stopped. "What?"

"You are so sexy," Malik purred. Ryou rolled his eyes.

"You always say that," Ryou reminded him, not amused.

"But today you're extra sexy," Malik insisted standing behind Ryou and wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. "That black suit fits you." He closing his eyes smelling and feeling Ryou's soft hair on his face. "You smell nice."

"Malik, I can't brush my hair if your face is in it," Ryou said coldly, trying half-heartedly to make the Egyptian let go.

"Then stop brushing it, I want to smell it," Malik ordered playfully.

"I'm serious. We can't be late for Yugi's wedding…"

Malik hummed happily as his mouth found Ryou's neck. He kissed it softly.

"Malik…" Ryou warned him harshly. "Stop it." Malik turned Ryou around so that they were now facing each other.

"Ryou…" Malik hummed leaning forward, his violet eyes held an unreadable look.

"What?" Ryou asked taking a step back, unnerved by Malik's sudden change of mood.

"You look very pretty today," Malik said taking a step forward. Their faces were very, very close. Malik leaned forward. Ryou knew what was coming. Later he would reflect that he could have stopped him. Maybe it was the hang over medication he was taking but Ryou didn't even think to move.

Meeting no resistance, Malik cupped Ryou's face in his hands and kissed him, very softly on the lips. Ryou's eyes grew heavy. He closed them allowing the warm sensation to wash over him completely. Malik kissed him again more force behind it, lips molding over Ryou's mouth, suppressed and buried urges arising in his chest. The hairbrush dropped out of Ryou's limp hand. Malik wrapped an arm around Ryou's back, pulling his friend's body closer to his own, deepening the contact excitedly, his other hand on the back of Ryou's head. Malik was engulfing him. Ryou suddenly found he needed to breathe.

It was going faster, too fast for Ryou's comfort.There was asudden uncertainly andawkwardness, like he was doing something wrong, something he shouldn't.

'No, I can't. I can't. I can't. I can't. I can't. I can't!' Ryou drew away.

"Stop," he breathed. "Malik, stop."

For once, for the one time in his entire life, Malik ignored him. Against Ryou's will, Malik grabbed Ryou again tried to pull him closer. Ryou panicked and shoved him away. Malik stumbled back, tripped over the leg of a chair and fell backwards.

"What the hell was that for?" Malik cried. Ryou was breathing heavily.

"You didn't stop," Ryou said, brown eyes wide in stunned shock. "You always stop, but you didn't this time…" Ryou's hands were clenched at his sides.

"Why do I always have to stop?" Malik questioned. "Why!" he asked more urgently. Ryou's face went very pale.

"I'll be in the car," Ryou said, voice strained. He rushed toward the door.

"What are you waiting for!" Malik cried desperately, violet eyes wide and pleading. Ryou did not stop walking. "He's not coming back, Ryou!" Malik screamed voice shrill. "I'm right here! I'M RIGHT HERE!"

Malik heard no answer, only the sound of Ryou's footsteps quickening as he reached the hallway.

"Aibou," his smooth voice echoed in Yugi's skull. Yugi turned to see his darker half standing in the doorway. The black suit he was wearing looked more fitting in a cemetery than in a wedding or maybe that was the dead empty look in his eyes. Yugi's feet shuffled nervously on the soft carpeted floor.

"A-Atemu," Yugi stammered formally. His hands shook at his sides. This was the first time they had been alone together since that night in the kitchen, they hadn't even spoken to each other in two days.

"I'm came to tell you, I'm no longer your best man. I've already talked to Jounouchi and he agreed to switch, " Atemu said not looking at his lighter half. Yugi's lungs turned to lead; it was impossible to breathe. He didn't know why he was surprised; of course he had seen this coming. It had been obvious.

"Why…?" asked Yugi, voice choked.

"You know why," Atemu answered. "I…" Atemu's own voice stuck. No, he wasn't supposed to be breaking down now. He swallowed the hard knot in his throat. "I feel very strong emotions and attractions to you that I've never felt for anyone else before…"

"But why do you have to do this?" Yugi cried stepping forward, eyes burning, hands extended. "I want you by my side. I want you with me!"

"How can you ask me to stand by you and support this marriage?" Atemu cried in turn, shaking in outrage. "I love you!" Yugi's head swirled. Not that word…

"Please, I don't… I can't," Yugi pleaded stepping forward. Atemu backed away.

"You've already chosen who you want to be with," Atemu said, voice stiff.

"When?" Yugi questioned shrilly. "When did I chose?"

"When you pushed me onto the ground that night," Atemu said thickly. "You showed me that would rather stay with Anzu than be discovered with me! Than be something with me…"

"I never meant any of that," Yugi protested urgently. "Yes, I panicked and pushed you away. You didn't give me time to think! You never told me you thought of me like that before! I couldn't even comprehend those feelings existed yet!"

"Are they so hard to understand? Be honest. Have you never, not even once in all that time we spent together, thought of me that way? Never?" Atemu asked, looking painfully away.

"What way? Thought of you in what way?"

"Thought that you could have loved me!" Atemu cried. Yugi hesitated, not knowing what he should say.

"I don't know what love is," Yugi admitted weakly. "I thought I loved Anzu and then you came around and I got all confused. I can't think straight around you!" Yugi rushed forward so he was right in front of Atemu, eyes leaking frustrated tears. "All I know is that I want you with me!" Atemu hesitated.

"Then chose now," Atemu said suddenly looking into Yugi's purple eyes. "Which one of us, Anzu or me, do you love?" Yugi hesitated, eyes squeezing shut, concentrating on this pivotal decision.

"I don't know…" he answered weakly. "I don't want to chose… Just tell me not to marry her and I will," Yugi whispered harshly, burying his face in Atemu's chest, Yugi's tears dampening his dress shirt. Atemu hesitated and then lifted Yugi's chin with his hand so their eyes met.

"I can't chose for you, this is your marriage and your life. If I asked you to leave her, you would never be truly mine, not for as long as I live," he explained calmly, eyes and voice clear. He took a step back letting go of Yugi's face. "I'll be in the audience, waiting for your answer…" He turned from his aibou and reached for the door.

"If I don't chose you, will you stay with me? You won't go back, will you? If you left again I really would die," Yugi said weakly.

"I don't think I could ever truly leave you, aibou," Atemu answered. Yugi's knees collapsed, his face fell into his hands as Atemu closed the door behind him.

What if I was there? And what if I was scared?

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Malik asked looking around at all the over flowery decorations and light cheery pastel colors inside the church. "Looks too clean."

"Come on," Ryou ordered stiffly, pushing him inside. "It's the right address. Look, there's Otogi. See, we're in the right place." Malik looked over at Ryou suspiciously.

"Are you angry at me?" he asked cautiously. "About this morning at the hotel…"

"And why look!" Ryou interrupted a little too enthusiastically and dragging Malik halfway across the entire room. "They have little finger sandwiches! I am so hungry!" Ryou took four or five off the buffet and stuffed three into Malik's mouth. Malik nearly gagged. "Aren't they good?" Malik painfully swallowed all three sandwiches whole to get his mouth free.

"Ryou! I'm trying to talk to you!" Malik said grabbing Ryou's shoulder.

"Well, I'm not!" Ryou cried a little too loudly, pushing Malik's hand away. Many people around them turned to stare. Ryou looked slightly pale.

"Ryou I…" Malik tried but Ryou stepped away.

"I have to find Yugi before the ceremony starts. Save me a seat, okay?" Ryou asked backing up.

"I'm sorry!" Malik called desperately after him as Ryou turned around and kept on running. He needed to find Yugi. Yugi was the only one he could think of who might understand.

'Please, Yugi where are you?' Ryou pleaded desperately. He turned a corner and ran into Atemu coming the opposite way.

"Atemu! Thank god I found you!" Ryou said relieved, putting a hand to his rapidly beating heart. "Where's Yugi? I really, really need to speak to him." It was only then that Ryou noticed Atemu's dead expression and his eyes hollow and empty. Numbly, Atemu pointed behind him and then kept walking pass Ryou into the reception room. Ryou stared transfixed for a second at his shadowed face.

'What's going on?' Ryou thought as he continued on his way. After a few minutes of searching and asking directions Ryou finally found Yugi's room.

"Yugi," he called softly as he opened the door. "Are you in here?" He spotted spiky haired man kneeling on the floor, his back rigid, facing away from the door. Ryou stepped in, immediately sensing something was wrong. "Yugi?" he asked more cautiously.

Yugi turned his head to face Ryou, tears falling down his face, purple eyes swollen. Ryou was afraid to move.

"Why…?" Yugi spoke weakly, throat tight. "Why do I have to do this?"

Ryou's chest swelled, his own troubles completely forgotten. He rushed forward and encircled his arms around Yugi's trembling form.

"What happened, Yugi?" Ryou whispered, very concerned for his friend. "Do what?" Yugi sobbed and fell against his friend shoulder for support.

"I don't want to chose!" Yugi cried into Ryou's chest. "I just want him…"

How many times have you wished you were strong?

Have they ever seen your heart? Have they ever seen your pain

Keep in mind before you review, Yugi is a very confused child in this chapter. Well, he's not a child but he's as dull as a freaking doorknob. So if you feel like shouting things at the poor little guy, know that he's under a lot of stress right now. (pats Yugi on the back)

Yugi: WHY ME! (cries)

Because you're fun to mess with. No, I'm just kidding. Cause your easier to write than Ryou. That guy is so complicated. Poor Malik… (sniff)

Next chapter! The actual wedding ceremony! Yugi's decision! Who will he choose? Who will be left in the dust to cry? Will he even choose at all? And what the hell is up with Ryou? (if you haven't guessed by now)

Let the anticipation eat slowly at your souls…

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Response to Reviewers:

redconvoy: Both, probably, make your own conclusion.

yami11: Heehee, I expected more people to be calling me names by now, its rather disappointing, YOU ROCK!

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Black Magician Girl3: Randomness is funny. Malik and Ryou-kun are so cute!

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- Golden Isis - : Those are most possibly the best compliments you could have given me! YAY! Don't be scared to review, authors will love you, and if they don't, they're jerks.

Shinigami (): Well, after the next chapter, you'll be halfway through, mwahaha

Sarah Costa: I don't know, my guess is he doesn't remember any of it but you never know.

Atemu Yugi Lover34: Lime… yum.

Ding Day Partay: Thunderstorms? I love thunderstorms! I used to go out and dance in them when I was a child… Ryou suddenly talking clearly was supposed to be all dramatic and such. I like the idea and Atemu being too proud to talk to Yugi, heehee, its funny. Yugi's just confused, Atemu sort of um, threw this whole thing on him suddenly so he doesn't know what to do, its sort explained in this chapter and the next one. Heehee, no… ah, Ryou's not talking to God… its someone else, mwahaha… I'll check out some of your stuff, anything you'd recommend?

Dragon C. Chan: Ah yes, the wedding… (smiles evilly)

Oroko: Ok, I will… or have… or did… and will again!

Hell's Sorrow: You're always a good reviewer, well all reviewers are good, but that's just because I haven't got a flame yet. YAHOO! Atemu too prideful to act hurt. Silly Pharaoh. Long reviews are good!

vikki: I update every week on Sunday. I'm not sure what time, I think it takes a while for it to actually show up on the website. If you get an account on you can set it so the site automatically emails you when a new chapter is up.

Yami Adritha: Heehee, I love that scene. Ryou-kun is so silly. (pats Ryou sympathetically on the head)

Jenny C: Yugi has lots of brilliant episodes in this chapter, and in the next one too.

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