Oi, I'm so uberly sorry that I haven't updated in ages….but school was a real pain in the tush, and I swear, between all the crap I put up with at work, home, and school, I've lost what little sanity I had left-

Yami: That's assuming you HAD any sanity in you to begin with

True….okay, I've gone more insane then :P So…err…anyway, yes, you can believe your eyes, folks! I've finally updated! &throws confetti&

Yami: -- Yay. Let me jump for joy.

Yeah, I luv ya too -- Actually, I really love you reviewers! You guys really rock! So, this chapter is dedicated to all you wonderful peops who didn't give up on this story!

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"Yami….what're we gonna do about Anzu?" Yugi frowned. He was comfortable and warm under the blankets, snuggled into Yami's hard chest. He hated to ruin the moment, but they never would've been in this situation if she hadn't butted in in the first place.

Yami's crimson eyes narrowed and he growled. Yugi's wide, violet eyes blinked, startled. "Sorry, aibou. It's just…I'm so mad at her, for making you cry. I'll handle her. Don't worry your pretty little head about it." Yami's voice was hard and full of anger; he almost sounded like Bakura!

Yugi lowered his lashes. He didn't mean to make Yami upset; he was just glad Yami wasn't upset with him. Eventhough Yugi still couldn't understand Yami's attraction to him, he wasn't going to question it. Yami loved him and that was all that mattered. "But…Yami…Anzu's much prettier than I am….I-I mean, I thought, you liked her….I-"

Yami chuckled and laid one lean finger against Yugi's soft, pink lips. The contact sent sparks shooting through Yugi's little body. He blushed and closed his eyes. "Hush, my angel. You're kind, sweet, caring. I don't know anybody who has a bigger, more selfless heart. And I love you for that. You're soul shines brighter than any I've ever known."

Yugi blushed and squeaked, his heart doing back flips in his thin chest. He couldn't believe he was hearing this! Surely, he must be dreaming! He hoped not- then it would mean that this wasn't real. That Yami didn't love him. Yugi's violet eyes shot wide open. No! He wouldn't let those kinds of thoughts ruin this. Yami was here, Yami was real, telling him how much he really loved him.

Suddenly, Yugi pushed himself up, pressing his soft lips to Yami's. Crimson eyes widened in surprise, then closed in pleasure at the gentle pressure of Yugi's sweet lips and supple body pressing into him. He wrapped his arms around Yugi's slender waist, holding him tightly to his chest.

Yami took over the kiss. Yugi's tiny body trembled in ecstasy as Yami gently pressed their lips tighter together. He pulled back slightly to catch his breath before plunging deeper into the sweetness of his hikari. He captures Yugi's tender lower lip with his strong, white teeth, nibbling lightly on the vulnerable flesh. Yugi shivered and moaned, small fists knotting in Yami's ruffled, spiked hair, wanting more.

And more Yami gave. He released Yugi's lip, then ran his tongue along the swollen flesh. His body grew warmer and warmer with each intense second. They were drowning in each other, lost in the depths of their love. Finally, they resurfaced, panting and exhausted.

Yami's head lolled back onto Yugi's blue pillow. His mouth felt hot and sweet from Yugi's taste. His blood was pumping, making his head spin. Yugi felt so good, so right, in his arms. How had he gone on without this? And Anzu had almost ruined it for them….

Yugi lay, a limp little ragdoll, on Yami's chest. His cheeks were bright pink from exertion, and his brain was mush. His pupils were dialated with pleasure, and his lips still tingled and burned from Yami's fiery touch. He felt as if the bigger boy would consume him alive, and he wanted him to. He wanted to loose himself in Yami's arms. Only there did he feel complete.

And, best of all, since Grandpa thought they were sick, they had all day to lay in bed and cuddle with each other. Yugi smiled.

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"Yami! What are you doing in Yugi's bed?" Grandpa stood in the door way. His wiry, gray mustache twitched. "You're both supposed to be in bed, resting!"

"We ARE in bed." Yami couldn't stop his smart-mouthed reply. The old man really could be quite dense at times! He and Yugi most certainly were NOT sick. But they'd been upset, and rather than have to explain this whole emotional mess to Grandpa, it was much easier to just let him think whatever he wanted. Plus, that also kept him from nosing into their private lives.

Yugi bit his lower lip, his heart wrenching. Yami was getting into trouble yet again because of him. He sniffled a little, working up tears, and gave Grandpa the biggest, saddest puppy dog look he could manage. His lower lip trembled, and his big, sad violet eyes sparkled with tears. He sniffled, as if trying not to cry. "I-I'm s-sorry Grandpa. I started to fall asleep- had a bad dream, and Yami heard me crying…" He trailed off and looked sorrowfully up at his grandfather.

The elderly man deflated in defeat, melting under his youngest grandson's teary gaze. He never could resist the puppy look from Yugi. Plus, he was glad Yami took such good care of the little one. Yugi had always been easy going and listened, but Yami….yes, the older boy was well behaved and tended to listen most of the time, but he was headstrong, with a will and mind of his own. Which meant he disobeyed more. And Grandpa wasn't used to that. He'd had it so easy with Yugi; the boy really was all angel. But Yami…Grandpa strongly suspected a pair of horns held his halo up.

Yami, for once, wisely said nothing. Instead, he wrapped his arms around Yugi once more, and the smaller boy snuggled further into his chest. Yami wouldn't look at Grandpa- if he did, he knew he'd say something sassy and most likely end up with soap in his mouth. Already grounded, he was in enough hot water as it is. So, instead, he looked down at his hikari's soft, spiky hair and played with it with his fingertips.

"Yugi, Yami, I'm sorry for hollering. I'll leave you two up here to rest. Since you're not feeling good, don't worry about your chores; I'll take care of them. I don't want my boys getting sicker." Grandpa scratched his beard and looked at them with concern.

Yami still wasn't looking at him, but Yugi turned his head so he could look at his grandfather. "Thank you, Grandpa." He gave a small smile then yawned on purpose, making him look tired as he snuggled back down onto Yami.

Yami kept his eyes focused on the top of Yugi's head but managed to murmur, "Yeah, thanks."

Grandpa just smiled and shut the door.

TBC…

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