Juu56: Geeze! That took longer than expected. Warning: don't expect chapter six for a while. I barely got through this chapter without killing every character in it!
We finally get the answers to a few of those little bits I left hanging!!
For reviews, piles and piles of love to:
Neko-chan: Thank you!!!!!!! I'm working on the fluff; rather fluffy this chapter, I think. This will get a little more angst later, mainly because I am the embodiment of depression, but I won't kill anyone!!!!
Pheonix: They are, aren't they? I will continue!! Promise!!
Lady Yami Bakura: I know, chocolate does sound yummy, doesn't it? *gobbles down chocolate covered strawberries*
(anonymous): Thank you!! Kawaii-ness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Neko-chan: Well, thank you again!! Parental units can be annoying, can't they? But we love them anyway…most of the time……………
Asian Angel 12: I'll try to avoid writer's block at all costs!!! Sankuuuuu!!!!!!!
firedraygon97: I know! *sniff* I'll update again soons I can!!
loanshark: ^_^
KaTyA: I know, you'll see what happens later!! Everything will (hopefully) turn out okay!!!
Neko Oni: I know! Don't those sugary sweet scenes make you get cavities? But they're just so…….CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kou-Andrea: It is hard to imagine him good, isn't it? But it worked out rather well, I think. And he's still not precisely good; just a little better!! Good Bakura would be scary. And no, no lemons. I'm a little young for lemons. I read them ^_^* but I don't write them. Yet, anyway…..
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Chapter 5
Another few months later, Yugi was completely back to normal, if a little exhausted. They were around Yami Bakura and Ryou almost daily, and though Yami didn't much like it, he tolerated it. Exhausted was because of school, not the Bakura issue; Yami complained that they were running poor Yugi ragged over there.
"Yami!" The call floated in from the living room, where Yugi was working on his homework.
"Yes, koi?"
"You told me you wanted to surprise me with something when I was done with my homework." His eyes shone with excitement, and Yami smiled. Though he was in college now, he was still very much a little boy.
And to think, I used to be a feared Pharaoh, Yami thought ironically, and pulled a black strip of cloth from the waistband of his pants, where he'd tucked it.
"Put this on." He made the command gentle. Yugi complied, tying the blindfold tight behind his head.
Carefully, Yami led him forward. He would feel his hikari's nervousness, and attempted to soothe it. //I'll lead you, koi. There is no reason to be afraid.// It worked.
/Arigatou, Yami-chan./
//You know I won't ever hurt you, aibou. Trust me.// He sounded a little hurt.
/Gomen. I just…/
//I know.// Even before the Bakura incident, Yugi had been afraid of complete darkness; Yami couldn't blame him, considering he was too. He pulled him forward again, warning, //Be careful; move to your left a little.//
Yugi couldn't see, but after a while he started to smell trees, grass, water, and fresh air.
"Yami?"
"Patience, koi. We're almost there." It was a good thing it was spring - with all the flowers in bloom, Yugi couldn't smell the food tucked in the basket in Yami's other hand.
A few minutes later, one particular tree came into view, and Yami released Yugi's hand.
"Yami?" A note of fear.
"It's all right. I'll be back in just a minute. Stay there." He hurried over to the tree, a gigantic thing right beside the lake, and spread out a blanket, then laid everything out and hurried back. "Now you can look."
Yugi's hands fumbled with the knot, until Yami had to walk over and help him. When the blindfold fell away, Yugi gasped.
"You did all this…for me?"
Yami led Yugi over, smiling. He'd been practicing cooking secretly, while Yugi was at school, for quite some time, and he thought he'd gotten rather good at it. Apparently, his secret had remained a secret; Yugi looked completely shocked.
He sat them both down, him on the left, Yugi on the right, and served the meal. He knew Yugi liked all the foods he'd made; that was precisely why he'd made them. There was potato salad, fried chicken - still warm - a regular salad, lemonade to drink, and cheesecake for dessert; he served Yugi a little of everything, and as an experiment, served himself as well.
Yugi appeared to greatly enjoy his meal; Yami found he disliked the potato salad, but everything else he found absolutely delicious. Then it was time for the hard part.
Coughing and fidgeting nervously, Yami stood; Yugi made as if to follow, but the taller one motioned him down again. He fumbled in him pocket for the little velvet box he knew he'd put there that morning.
"Yugi," he dropped to his knees and took his aibou's hands in his, "I love you very much. I know - I'm positive - I could never live without you. You are my light, and what's more, you are my koi. I…will you marry me, Yugi?" He opened the box to reveal the ring, something he'd had since Ancient Egypt and had needed only to find the box for. It was thick, gold, made for a man, with the eye - the same eye engraved on all the Millennium Items - made of rubies and diamonds in the center. Yugi was shocked. It was gorgeous.
"Yami…I…Of course!" He threw himself at Yami, tackling him to the ground and kissing him soundly, smiling that smile that he had, of pure, untainted joy.
Carefully, Yami stood up and slid the ring on his hikari's finger, then smiled and started putting the excess food away. Yugi helped, once he came down from the clouds enough to be of use. They picked everything up and headed home, Yugi snuggled into Yami's side, Yami's arm firmly around his waist.
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They ran into Anzu on the way, and both of them decided it was time to tell her. But she had something to say as well.
"Yami, I…" She was fidgeting again. Yugi hated it when she did that. She ignored him, however, focused completely on Yami.
"Yes?" Somehow Yugi didn't think he'd like what she had to say. Yami, sensing his nerves in that unfailingly accurate way of his, squeezed his waist.
"I kind of…Well, the whole reason I came back here for vacation was to ask you…I mean, I know long distance relationships hardly ever work, but could we…you know…try?" She sounded hopeful. He shook his head.
"We had something to tell you as well," he answered, a little coldly. Yugi nudged his ribs.
/She doesn't know, love. It's not her fault./ Yami sighed.
"Yugi and I are together," he continued bluntly, "and we're getting married." He pulled Yugi very close and kissed the top of his head. Anzu looked devastated. She didn't precisely love Yami, she knew, but she did like him a lot, and to be told that the object of her affections was taken, by his other half, no less - not to mention another man - was rather…deflating. She looked at him sadly, with her best puppy-dog face, and when he only looked at her impassively, she sighed, sounding resigned.
"Then there really wasn't ever any hope at all, was there?"
"No."
"I'm…sorry, Anzu," Yugi piped up, and Anzu knew what he meant even though the statement was a little fuzzy. He wasn't sorry for loving Yami - it would have been unrealistic for her to expect him to be - but he was sorry that he couldn't love her as more than a friend. She nodded.
"I'll live. Does everyone else know?" Yugi nodded sheepishly. "Then I suppose I'm the only one who didn't. Why didn't you tell me before?" She wasn't hurt that they hadn't; only curious as to why not.
Yami chuckled and little, and Yugi mock-glared at him. Anzu looked confused. "We talked about that a lot," Yugi explained. "I didn't want to hurt your feelings." That was a lame excuse if she'd ever heard one, but knowing Yugi, it was probably the truth. Ah, well, it wasn't like she was heart-broken. Sure Yami was cute and all that, but he wasn't the only guy out there, and there was this guy at the dancing studio…Her eyes went creamy, and the two blondes walked away, leaving her to her thoughts.
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Yugi smiled blissfully, sitting on the floor with his head on Yami's lap. Yami sat on the couch, the TV on mute in front of him; he didn't even know what program happened to be on. He was completely absorbed in stroking Yugi's hair - so like his own, yet so different - and whispering endearments that made no sense, but were sweet nonetheless.
The phone rang. Yugi groaned.
"Ignore it," Yami advised. "They'll go away eventually."
"But Yami…" It was a half-hearted protest, at best. He let it ring until the answering machine picked up.
"Hey, Yug! Where are ya? Just thought I'd congratulate ya! You and Yami getting' married, huh?" There was a thud in the background just as he seemed about ready to continue, and Honda's voice picked up. Yugi giggled as Yami chuckled.
"We'll talk to you later, Yugi. Call back."
"I guess Anzu told them, then. Yami, what are we going to do about the wedding? I mean, there aren't very many priests who will marry to guys, you know."
Of course; he'd forgotten. In Egypt, he simply would have ordered his high priest, Seth, to do it. Here…
His reply came in one word. "Elope."
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Okay!! That was very odd; sorry. Okay, I got writer's block, kind of, and I still have it, so….Yeah. I'll get the next one out as soon as possible. And I'll even try to prevent character deaths! Aren't you proud of me?
Okay, well, if I don't get off now, I think my mother will declare mass murder, and while I wouldn't mind, provided she killed who I wanted her to, I think her victims might.
Bye bye!!!!!!!!!!!!