Well, here we go! Chappie nine! Yay!

Oh, and Gramps is a lil dense in this fic-as he's been the entire time, and it's been done for humorous purposes. Well, at least, an attempt to be funny-

Yami: Yeah, and it worked SO well -.-

Jerk -.-

Yugi: Lets just start the story

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The rest of the weekend flew by. Being as they were 'sick', neither one had to do any chores, so that left the boys free to snuggle on the couch all day on Sunday. They managed to watch all four Harry Potter movies, including the deleted scenes. Actually, Yami had wanted to watch some action and horror movies, too, but because of the "R" rating, Grandpa wouldn't let him.

Monday came and brought nothing out of the ordinary. Yugi and Yami stayed with each other as much as they could, but at school they had to separate because they had different classes and were in different grade levels. Yami, being a year older, was one year ahead of his hikari.

Yugi missed Yami; they'd just gotten back together, only to have school tear them apart. Well, it at least stopped him from spending every waking moment with his beloved. Yugi wasn't too happy about that; he couldn't wait for school to be over so he and Yami would have all summer together.

While Yami hated to leave his darling angel, he didn't mind the opportunity to hunt Anzu down and corner her. She was going to pay for what she did to his little Yugi. Yami was sure the witch would be all over him first thing in the morning, but all day she never showed up. He even –yes, hold your breath- went looking for her. But he never found her.

"Why do you want to see HER?" Yugi asked, shifting his bookbag on his thin shoulders as they walked home.

"Because I'm gonna make her pay for what she did to you." Yami growled. Yugi bit his lower lip. Yami frowned, not wanting Yugi upset. He squeezed Yugi's smaller hand. "It's okay, she's gonna regret messing with us."

Yugi shook his head, looking down at the sidewalk. "It's not that. I just don't want you to get into any more trouble because of me. You're already grounded for an entire week. Grandpa'd ground you for-for an entire month for fighting!"

That made Yami pause. Only Yugi's promise to stay with him was helping him survive this week. Then again, it's not like Yugi had anywhere else to go. Still, Yami appreciated it. He couldn't imagine having to be trapped inside that house for an entire month. He could feel the shackles closing around his ankles now. He shuddered.

"Well…I could always get Bakura or Merik to jump her…"

"They're both still in juvie for pulling the fire alarm and spray painting Principal Izumi's car."

"Yeah, that was awesome." Yami smiled fondly in recollection. Yugi didn't say anything; he didn't find any of Bakura's stunts amusing. Well, there was the toilet paper incident….

Yugi giggled. "Remember the time they TP'd the football stadium?"

Yami snickered. "And the time they were giving all the freshmen swirlies-"

"That was NOT funny! They almost did that to ME!" Yugi said indignantly, pulling open the screen door and taking his shoes, spring coat and book bag off. Yami shut the door and carelessly let his book bag and coat fall, and kicked his shoes off.

They went into the kitchen. Grandpa was waiting. Yami rolled his eyes. The elderly man was seated at the kitchen table. On the polished wood sat two plates of chocolate chip cookies and two glasses of milk.

"Hello boys. How was school?"

"Fine." Yugi chirped, grabbing his snack and heading off to the living room for some TV. "Thanks Gramps!" Yugi paused by the doorframe for Yami.

"Yugi, go ahead. I want a word with Yami." Yami had just grabbed his plate. He laid it back down, pulled out a chair and sat down, glaring at Grandpa. Now what did the miserable old coot want with him?

"Yami, don't look like that. I've been thinking, and, well…I think I was a little harsh on you."

Yami rolled his eyes again, staring fixedly on the ceiling about Grandpa's head. His look plainly said, 'Ya think?'

"And, well, I'm sorry. After being sick and all, I think you've been punished enough."

Yami blinked in surprise. What's wrong with Grandpa? Was the world coming to an end?

"But I am worried about one thing. You've stayed out late on a school night, you were late for school, and had a detention on top of that. I know this isn't normal behavior for you, and I've been trying to figure out why. And I think I know."

Yami raised an eyebrow in amusement. He looked over his grandfather's shoulder to where Yugi lingered in the doorway, silently eavesdropping. They weren't disappointed by their grandfather's absurd hypothesis.

"Anzu's been a bad influence on you. Yami, I know you like her- she is an attractive girl. I know there's a dance coming up, and you'd probably like to ask her. But you don't have to prove you're a bad boy and a rebel to impress a girl. That leads to nothing but trouble- you'll end up where Bakura and Merik are. Just be yourself and any girl would be happy to have you."

Yami's jaw dropped and his eyes bugged out. He was struck speechless. Yugi was doubled over in silent laughter, clutching his flat stomach and one tiny fist shoved in his mouth to muffle his laughter. After several stunned moments, Yami found his voice. "G-GRANDPA! N-NOO!"

"It's okay, Yami. I understand; I was young once, too, you know. Infact, I used to have the hots for you and Yugi's grandmother so bad I-"

"GRANDPA! EEEWWEE!" Yami childishly covered his ears. The mental picture was bad enough- he did NOT want to hear this. By now, little Yugi was on the floor in silent titters.

"Okay, okay. Anyway, eventhough Anzu's in New York applying for that ballet school, when she comes back, I don't want you seeing her. She's a bad influence. And about the school dance- Yugi is too young to go; he's only 15. Since you're 16, it's okay, but…maybe it would be best if you didn't. Anzu will most likely get you in a lot of trouble."

TBC….

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Yami: review? Please?