YD: I found this poem in my journal that I wrote last semester. I guess I was really pissed or in a cloudy mood. To me it was really angsty. So, I made it into a fanfic.

HS: Don't kill me for the writing. I remember what happened. One of my friends just "slipped" my secret to a guy I seriously hated. He apologized but I didn't forgive him. When I came back after Winter Break he apologized again, still remembering how I didn't react to anything he said last year. He's lucky that I had eighteen days to blow of some steam or else there would be one less guy in the world.

YD: I still don't remember.

HS: You wouldn't. I didn't have you until I started writing fanfiction.

YD: I see…

HS: (sighs) You'll never understand, Yami. Don't try to. (sulks)

YD: Okay… this might stay a one-shot. I haven't decided yet. I'll leave it up to the reviewers. Poem lines are in italics.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Yuugioh. I do own the poem though. So don't steal it!

HS: This is NOT based on real life. Just wanted to clear that up.

Broken Trust

"Yuugi, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Yami apologized over and over again, but the damage was done. No amount of apologies would take back what he said and what he had done, nothing in the world…

"Forget it." Yuugi ran away from his yami and into his room. Locking the door he realized locks are not very effective at keeping yamis out. Growling in frustration, he sat down at his desk and grabbed a pencil and paper. Tears were falling unchecked, blurring his vision.

"Yuugi, please come out." The teen turned around and harshly brushed his tears away.

"Why don't you just come in? The door is locked but hey, come in anyway!"

"I will not do anything if you don't want me to." Yami replied, still outside his room.

"You said that after we lost against Kaiba in Duelist Kingdom! And guess what? You still went against me! Remember the duel with Rafael? I begged you not to play that damned Seal of Orichalcos! You still played it!"

"Yuugi… please. Just hear me out."

"And today! When I asked you not tell to tell them! You still did! Kaiba promised Mokuba that he's always protect him. He has still kept that promise. You… you just keep breaking promises."

"I'm sorry, aibou."

"Save your breath." Yuugi turned back to his blank piece of paper. He picked up the pencil and began writing.

Ten minutes later Yuugi finished his writing. He reread it and declared it ready. Not out loud of course. Yuugi unlocked the door as quietly as possible and exited his room through his window. A tree was right outside his room so he usually went there to be alone or to think. It was a sunny weekend and there were a lot of people, but the leaves shaded him from view. People now knew he was gay, so he'd rather stay out of sight. Yuugi got comfortable and waited for something to happen.

Meanwhile, Yami had fallen asleep out side Yuugi's room, head resting against the door. A soft clicking woke him up. Yami stared at the door for a second. Yuugi had unlocked the door? Was he letting him in? Well, one way to find out. Yami stood up and gently knocked on the door.

No answer.

"Yuugi, may I come in?"

Still no answer.

He opened the door silently, just in case Yuugi didn't want him in there. No one yelled at him to get out, but Yuugi wasn't there. He couldn't have gone anywhere. Yami had been right outside the room. Confused, Yami looked around, searching for any clue to where Yuugi might have gone. There was a piece of paper on his desk. He grabbed it and began reading…

Trust,
A very delicate thing,
Like a flower, so pure,
Once ruined it will never be the same,
No matter what you do,
No matter what you try,
It will never be the same,
Over time it may heal,
But if it's too deep, it will leave a scar,
A painful scar that marks the time your trust was destroyed,
Betrayal kills trust,
Lies smother trust,
Trusting someone will never be the same,
Not as easy, always wondering when they're going to hurt you, stab you,
Trust,
Will never be the same.

After reading the poem, Yami wiped away a tear.

"So you're the first to read my new writing." A familiar voice said. Yami dropped the poem on the desk and turned quickly, trying to find the familiar owner of that voice. No one was in the room except him. Someone scoffed.

"Where are you, Yuugi?"

"So no one knows about my little haven. I have to keep that in mind." Yami growled softly and reached for his mind link with Yuugi. He tugged on it. There was a gasp. "Are you trying to kill me?" Yuugi yelled.

"…Oops." Yami walked over to window and opened it.

"Took you a while." Yuugi taunted. Crimson eyes narrowed dangerously, but Yami didn't respond. He climbed onto the tree and joined Yuugi on the same branch.

"Look Yuugi, I'm sorry, alright?" Yuugi just rolled his eyes.

"Did you read it or not?

Once ruined it will never be the same,
No matter what you do,
No matter what you try," He said, quoting the poem. Yami's hand twitched.

"Why are you so angry anyway? All I said was that you're gay." Yuugi frowned.

"Why am I angry? I'll tell you why I'm angry, Yami. You, my best friend, told my other friends that I'm gay. Now before you say anything, I don't care what the others think about my sexuality. All I care about was that you told them. You promised that you wouldn't go against me. Guess what? You did."

Yami inwardly flinched at Yuugi's outburst. Every single word was filled with venom. Yuugi wasn't easily angered but when he was, it was scary. In other words, you do not want to piss off Mutou Yuugi. It very well may be the last thing you do.

"You know what the worst part is?" Yuugi asked softly. He looked into Yami's eyes. "I'm gay and I like you, Yami."

"Yuugi… I had no idea." Yami replied, shocked. He reached out to pull Yuugi closer to him. The other moved away.

"I know. I hid it from everyone." He smiled sadly at him. "I'll forgive you someday. Just let me be alone for a while." With that said, Yuugi jumped down from the tree and walked away, leaving a stunned Yami behind.

"I never knew…" He whispered, staring at Yuugi's retreating form.

Owari or To Be Continued

YD: I really don't know if I should continue or stop there. This was intended as a one-shot but I kinda like the story idea. Maybe I could continue or maybe I shouldn't. It's up to you reviewers.

HS: You don't have to but I'd appreciate it if you would.

YD: I know I shouldn't even be writing this. I'm supposed to be updating Year Six At Hogwarts? But my co-writer is being lazy and not helping me. So, I'm stuck. Boo…

HS: Well, review please. Ja ne.