Thanks to all my reviewers of the last chapter! Your support is always greatly appreciated!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Kazuki Takahashi does.
Key
Blah Someone thinking, or talking to someone else through a mind link i.e. Yugi to Yami.
"Blah"Someone talking on the other side of a phone conversation, etc.
Warning
Swearing, sex (male/male relationships), and badness in general. I will put a warning before a chapter if it involves sex. You have been warned.
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Episode 2: TearYugi woke with a start. Probably because he'd suddenly realised he had left his cards on his pillow and now had the Dark Magician stuck to the side of his face, while the Change of Heart was going to gauge his eye out. No doubt Bakura would have appreciated it more if it was Yami's eye that was facing blindness instead. Yugi moved to peel the cards from his face when he suddenly remembered about his wrist hurting. He expected to feel a stabbing pain, but he felt nothing. He breathed a sigh of relief and proceeded to remove the cards, placing them on the bedside table. He looked over to Yami's bed to find that he was already awake and downstairs. No doubt he was cooking breakfast for the smell of sausages, tomatoes and nice crispy bacon was wafting up the stairs.
Yugi decided that the smell was too enticing to be ignored, so he followed his nose down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Morning, Yami." He said, stifling a huge yawn.
"Good morning, Aibou. Did you sleep well?" Yugi thought this was a strange question for Yami to ask him. Fine, his wrist was bad, but apart from that Yami was the only one who seemed to have been in discomfort the previous night. He then looked up at the clock on the kitchen wall and saw that it was half past eleven.
"Oh! Yes. I didn't realise I had slept for so long." He plonked himself down onto a stool after pouring himself out some milk from the fridge.
"How is your wrist?"
"It's OK now. I think I can take this bandage off."
"Well, keep it on anyway. Here you are." Yami placed a plate down in front of Yugi filled with the aforementioned foods as well as a few scrambled eggs and some slices of toast.
"Thanks, Yami. God, I'm starving!" Yugi picked up his knife and fork and started to eat away at the bacon. Little did Yugi realise, however, that Yami was having a silent argument with himself, working up a slow anger.
Oh, why don't I just tell him? There's no point in keeping this a secret! But Yugi could hate me for saying, saying how I feel…argh, stupid conscience!
As a result of his last thought he ended up banging his plate on the table. Yugi looked up, surprised by the sudden movement. He looked at Yami's face, and saw that he was scowling.
"Yami, what's wrong?" Yugi's concerned voice brought Yami back down to earth with a bump, realising that Yugi could have easily read his thoughts and realised what he was thinking about.
"What?"
"I said, what's wrong Yami? You look angry." Yami stared into Yugi's eyes. For a long time he just stood there, entranced by the amethyst orbs.
"Yaaamiii?" Yugi waved his arms in front of him, not sure if he wanted Yami to stop staring at him or not.
"Sorry…I'm fine." He said quickly. He sat down, glanced at Yugi for a moment, and started eating his breakfast.
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"ARGH!" Ryou, after glancing at the clock on the wall, screeched and jumped out of bed, causing Bakura to fall on to the floor.
"Wha-?!" Bakura shouted, attempting to untangle himself from the bed sheets. He looked around wildly, wondering why on Earth he was on the floor.
"WE'RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" Ryou shrieked as Bakura picked himself up. As soon as he heard this, he burst out laughing.
"Ryou…it's…the…summer…holidays!" He gasped, laughing uncontrollably. He grabbed Ryou by the waist, who was still running around the room like a headless chicken.
"Ryou, calm down!" He pushed Ryou onto the bed and pinned him down with his hands.
"Ow!" Ryou stopped struggling, and a look of realisation slowly appeared on his face. "Oh…"
"That's better. Are you really so excited about going to school? Jeez…" Bakura took his hands away from Ryou's arms, and was about to stand up when Ryou grabbed his arms and pulled him down on top of him. He grinned before locking his lips with Bakura's in a long, passionate kiss. They broke apart for a brief moment so Bakura could make himself more comfortable. He started to caress Ryou's chest gently with his fingers, planting soft kisses on his neck. Ryou shivered with excitement, closing his eyes and enjoying his Yami's touch.
"Oh, Bakura…" He sighed happily. Bakura pressed his lips against Ryou's, fingers still stroking his chest. He opened his mouth slightly, allowing Bakura to explore it with his tongue. He moved his hand away from Ryou's chest, and wrapped it around his waist, pulling him closer to his body. He bit Bakura's tongue playfully, and then explored his Yami's mouth with his own tongue.
Bakura pulled away from their kiss and, looking at the clock, said "Maybe we should get up now."
"Why?" Ryou looked upset. Bakura smiled. He leant towards Ryou's ear and whispered,
"We can finish this tonight." He pulled Ryou up off the bed. "I promise you that." Ryou smiled, hugged Bakura and gave him one last kiss before they went downstairs.
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Yami and Yugi were sitting in the living room, watching the TV. There was a stupid programme on about parasites (AN: did anyone watch it?), showing the most revolting pictures of Tapeworms and the like. Suddenly an image of this wriggling leech appeared on the screen, causing Yugi to scream. Yami, who had been half asleep, jumped up off the sofa, looking around in alarm.
"Argh! Yami, turn this off! It's disgusting!" Yugi yelled, hiding his head behind a pillow. Yami breathed a sigh of relief, and switched the TV off. He turned and stared pitifully at the quivering lump that Yugi had become, not wanting to risk seeing anything else more disgusting than that. When Yugi thought it was safe, he peered cautiously out from behind the cushion and, seeing that it was, put it back down again.
"Ra, you scared the shit out of me! Are you alright?" Yami asked, laughing at the way he had reacted when Yugi screamed. He sat back down on the sofa.
"Yeah…" Yugi laughed. "I can't believe I screamed at a stupid leech…" He blushed violently. Yami noticed this, and frowned.
"Hey, seriously, are you okay? You look hot." Yugi, however, got the wrong meaning from this statement, and gasped. Yami touched his arm.
"I'm…f-fine." He stuttered. Yami squeezed his arm a little, and then got up.
Oops! Yugi thought, looking up at Yami fearfully.
"Maybe we should go help your Grandpa in the shop. He deserves a break, and plus we haven't got anything else better to do. Yugi?" Yami said, deciding to change the subject at Yugi's uncomfortable look. He turned to look at him. Yugi's eyes were cast down to the floor. He was frowning slightly, and seemed to be deep in thought. A few moments later he looked up to see that Yami was staring at him, looking puzzled.
"What?"
"I said, we should go down and help your Grandpa run the shop. We haven't got anything else to do. Unless you would rather stay here?" Yami raised an eyebrow.
"Oh…yeah. Let's go." Yugi got up and led the way down the stairs, very conscious of the fact that Yami's eyes were boring into the back of his head.
When they walked through the door at the bottom, they saw that the shop was empty, save Grandpa, who was wiping the counter with a cloth. He turned around just as Yami and Yugi walked through the door.
"Ah, hello boys! Got nothing to do?" He asked kindly. Yami nodded his head.
"We were wondering if you needed any help. Mind you, it doesn't look very busy today…" Yugi said, looking around.
"Well, if you wanted to, you could run the shop for me for a few hours. I have some things that I have to do anyway."
"Ok then." Yami said.
"Good, I'll leave you two to it." Grandpa looked seriously at them. "But be careful. If you need any help, I'll be upstairs."
"Cool!" Yugi replied. "We'll be fine, don't worry." He smiled at his Grandpa and hugged him.
"See you two later." And with that Grandpa walked through the door, which was still open, and disappeared up the stairs.
After half an hour of sitting around doing nothing, Yugi and Yami decided to play towers (I have no idea what this game is called, but I'm going to call it towers. It's the thing where you get playing cards and stack them on top of each other in the shape of a pyramid. More likely to actually be called pyramids, but hey). They got out their decks and started staking the cards up on the counter. After several tries they managed to build the bottom two rows without them all falling down, and carried on building it carefully, so as to avoid knocking it down again.
They were so busy building this tower that they didn't notice a certain small person walk through the door. At this point Yugi was standing on a stool, and was about to place the last two cards on the top when the certain little person, who happened to be Mokuba, shouted,
"HELLO!" His smile split into a huge grin as he watched the scene unfold in front of him.
"ARGH!" Yugi felt his heart skip a beat as he wobbled, toppled and fell backwards off the stool. Yami caught him just before he hit the floor, but he lost his balance and fell to the floor with a crash, pulling Yugi down with him. Mokuba crept round the counter to see what had happened to them, grinning even more when he saw the position they were in.
"Sorry, I'm not disturbing you, am I?" Mokuba said, leaning over the two boys.
"What?" The incident happened so quickly that Yugi and Yami didn't realise what Mokuba was talking about. At least not at first. Yami opened his eyes to see Yugi staring at him, his face barely inches away.
"Urgh…what…? Yugi!" Yami gave Yugi a little shake, who was still looking dazed.
"Oh, sorry Yami…" He rolled off Yami onto the floor beside him, slowly sitting up and rubbing the back of his head. Yami got up slowly as well, and suddenly realised that Mokuba was still standing there watching them. He groaned as his eyesight left him for a moment, his head feeling dizzy and light.
"Would you care to explain yourself?" Yami growled once he had composed himself, glaring angrily at Mokuba.
"Sorry, it was an accident!" Mokuba backed away, suddenly frightened. Yami turned to find that Yugi was still sitting on the floor, his eyes unfocused.
"Yugi?" He asked carefully, kneeling on the floor beside him. Yugi didn't respond.
"Mokuba, stay here until either me or Yugi's Grandpa comes down, OK?" Yami looked steadily at Mokuba. His expression softened and he said, "I'm not mad at you. Now, stay here. I'm going to take Yugi upstairs, I think he's got concussion…" He said, making sure of this by waving his hands in front of Yugi's face. Yami gathered Yugi up in his arms. He groaned as his head fell limply against Yami's chest. Yami ran quickly up the stairs and was just about to open the door when it swung open by itself. Well, that's the impression Yami got until he saw Grandpa standing on the other side. Yami felt suddenly afraid, remembering what Grandpa had told them earlier: be careful. Yami bowed his head slightly, looking guiltily at the floor.
"What happened?" Grandpa asked as he stood aside to let Yami in. He noticed the look of fear on Yami's face, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry about me being mad at you. Now, come on, get in here." He smiled at Yami as he watched him entering through the door, not looking quite as ashamed as he had.
"Oh! I told Mokuba to wait downstairs-" Yami started.
"I'll go down. You look after Yugi." And with that Grandpa rushed down the stairs before Yami could say another word. He looked confused for a moment, but shrugged it off.
Yami looked down at Yugi, who was still unconscious. Or at least Yami thought he was, he couldn't be sure. He put Yugi down gently onto the sofa and felt his forehead with his hand.
Hmm, he doesn't feel hot… Yami sighed. He didn't know what to do, so he decided he would make some tea for when Yugi woke up. He must have hit his head pretty hard…I hope he'll be OK. He turned the flame on under the cooker and put the kettle on top. Yami frowned as he heard quiet footsteps behind him. He turned around and was surprised to see Yugi leaning against the doorframe, looking rather pale.
"Yugi, what do you think you're doing?!" Yami ran up and grabbed Yugi just before he collapsed. Yugi struggled a bit before reluctantly letting Yami steer him back into the living room. He put him back onto the sofa, and was about to leave when Yugi grabbed his arm.
"Yami, don't leave me!" He started to cry. Yami looked sadly at him and knelt beside the sofa, now holding Yugi's hand. With his free hand he wiped away Yugi's tears, stroking his face gently. "Yami, I…"
"What?" Yami asked gently, still stroking his face. He stared deep into Yugi's eyes, trying to discern what he was thinking. He looked pained, like he was trying to decide…something. Yami wished he knew what it was.
"I…" Yugi suddenly looked as though he wished he hadn't said anything. He bit his lip, and contented himself with staring at the wall instead. "Never mind." He said quietly, his eyes sparkling with more tears; partly from the continually growing pain in the back of his head from where it hit the floor, but mostly from the pain in his heart.
"What's wrong…?" Yugi shook his head. "Yugi, I can't leave you until I know what's wrong. If you think I may be insulted by it, I don't care. And anyway, I doubt very much that that's the case…" Yugi blushed slightly, turning so that he was facing Yami. He sighed as Yami started to run his finger down his cheek, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation.
Yami looked fondly at Yugi as he saw him relax into his touch, looking infinitely happier than he did before. Yami moved himself so that he could lay his head in front of Yugi's, resting it on his arm.
Yugi took a sharp intake of breath as he felt Yami's warm breath tickling his face. Upon opening his eyes, he found that Yami was now resting his head barely and inch away from his own, staring deeply into his eyes.
Yami started as a loud whistle issued from the kitchen. Sighing, he got up, knowing that this meant the kettle was boiling, and if left any longer it would probably explode. Yami looked sadly at Yugi when he saw the distress on his face.
"Don't worry, I'll be back in a minute…" Yami walked out of the living room and into the kitchen to silence the kettle and make the tea, his stomach growling all the while with nerves.
He made the tea as quickly as he could without making a complete and utter mess of the place, before walking calmly back into the living room and placing the mugs on the table next to the sofa.
"Yugi…" Yami murmured as he knelt down next to the sofa in the same position as he was before; hand on Yugi's face and head resting on his arm.
"Hmmm…?" Yugi's eyes were closed again. He was trying to make himself look as cute as possible, just in case…just in case Yami did have an interest in him. Yugi hesitated before opening his eyes, moving his hand and placing it on top of Yami's.
Yami froze, his heart beating fast. His eyes never left Yugi's as he curled his fingers around Yami's hand, locking them together. Yugi moved their hands so they were by his chest, Yami's palm pressed flat up against it so he could feel his heart beating. Yami thought it was beating faster than his own, but that was the least of his cares.
Yami tugged gently on Yugi's hand, bringing it up towards his face. He hesitated, before pressing his lips against the soft surface of his skin. He melted into the touch as he became intoxicated by Yugi's scent, wanting nothing more than to stay with him forever…
Yugi watched as Yami continued to kiss his hand, wanting more and more for his hand to turn into his face…
"Yami…" Yugi whimpered, his eyes showing his deep desperation for the touch of Yami's lips on his own. He tried to lift his head up, but found that stars started to pop in front of his eyes if he did.
Yugi winced as Yami's hand found its way to the back of his neck, gently stroking the area that had been hit. Yugi's eye lids suddenly dropped as he tried to control the pain, unconsciously pushing his face towards Yami's…
Yami took the chance that appeared before him, hesitantly pressing his lips against Yugi's. He heard Yugi moan softly, shifting himself so that he could be closer to Yami. He complied, slowly climbing onto the sofa so that he was resting lightly on top of him.
Yugi sighed as he pulled Yami down closer, his arms slung around his neck. He dug his face into his Yami's shirt, snuggling into the warmth of his body.
I love you… Yugi felt Yami settling down next to him, wrapping his arms around Yugi's head and waist and kissing his forehead.
I love you too…
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Mokuba didn't have to wait long for someone to come down again. He watched nervously as Yugi's Grandpa came through the door into the shop, wondering what would happen to him. He was surprised though when Grandpa turned to him and smiled. Mokuba took this opportunity to speak first.
"How's Yugi?" He asked.
"He's still out of it, I think. Yami's taking care of him."
"Can I see him?"
"Not now. I think those two need to spend some time… alone together. You can wait here with me if you like, though." He smiled kindly at him.
"No, I should be going home now. I might come back later, though." As soon as he said this he walked straight out of the shop and into the summer sunshine. I'm sure glad Yugi's Grandpa isn't mad at me. I should have been more careful… He thought as he walked home. And what was that he said about those two needing some time alone together? Are they- But his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden harsh and unmistakably cold voice.
"Mokuba! Where were you?" Seto's voice pierced through his mind like a thunderbolt.
"I was down at the Game shop. Yugi had an accident." Mokuba pushed past his brother and walked in through the open door.
"What happened?" Seto asked, following Mokuba inside.
"Yugi fell off a stool and knocked his head really hard on…something, and got concussion. I don't know whether he's all right, though. Yugi's Grandpa said Yami was taking care of him."
"Why was Yugi standing on a stool?" Seto looked puzzled, completely missing the point.
"Oh, they were playing Towers on the counter."
"Should they even be doing that?"
"I dunno." Mokuba shrugged. Seto sighed.
"I suppose we should go see them later, then." Mokuba stopped suddenly, causing Seto to walk into him. "Hey! What are you doing?"
"Seto…Um…" Mokuba took a deep breath. "DoyouthinkYugiandYamiaregay?" He blurted out.
"What?!"
"I said, do you think Yami and Yugi are gay?" He said slowly.
"Why? Are they?"
"I think they might be." Mokuba looked up at his brother. "Does that help you?"
"Err…" Seto turned pink. He had forgotten that he told Mokuba about…Joey. Seeing Seto's look of embarrassment, he giggled.
"I can't see why you don't just tell him, Seto. I swear he really likes you, too." This just made him depressed.
"No, you don't understand Mokuba! This is really difficult for me!" By now they had arrived at the living room, so Seto flung himself onto one of their many sofas.
"Why don't you just call him? Ask him to come over. Talk to him and see what happens." Seto smiled.
"You never give up, do you, kid?" He sighed. "I'll think about it. Happy now?" Mokuba jumped up and hugged his brother, a look of triumph on his face. Seto returned the hug and watched him run up the stairs to his room.
I suppose Mokuba is right…but why is he so determined for us two to get together? And why does he think that the fact that Yami and Yugi are…gay…help me? I'm afraid that if we- me and Joey- get together, I'll just end up ignoring Mokuba, and Mokuba means more to me than anything else… Seto decided that he would go up to his bedroom to think, where he knew he was not going to be disturbed by anyone.
I've changed so much since that incident happened, and I think Mokuba's noticed. He always does…I don't know how he does it! He thought as he walked up the stairs. He went into his bedroom and locked the door behind him. Seto stood there for a moment before going over to his bed and lying down on it. How can Mokuba be so sure that Joey likes me, let alone loves me…but I've never felt this way about anyone else before. And…I'm scared. What would happen if I did tell Joey? He might just freak out… Seto stayed there, dwelling in his thoughts, and did not move from his position, not even to go down to dinner. All he wanted was Joey; he didn't care about anything else right then. He fell asleep, his dreams filled with images of Joey and him, together, forever…
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Luff: The end of another episode!
Seto: Please ignore the sappiness of the last two scenes. Luff was ill when she wrote those.
Luff: Yeah, I felt like shit…oh well, I missed PE because of it! .
Seto: Snort
Luff: Shut it you muppet! I'm better now, so I'm back to my usual self. (I write all of the episode down in my note pad before I write them up on the computer, so at the moment I am about half way through episode three)
Seto: Gulp
Yugi: And remember people, R&R!
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Obviously that was written before my story was deleted. Um, as you people who have already read this know, I have changed quite a lot of stuff in this chapter, and especially the bit with Yugi and Yami admitting their luuuuuuuurve for each other. The bit before it was so crap and only nine lines long, so of course I had to change it… And I know these earlier chapters are almost complete shite, but they get better later on! Promise! And I know the bit between Ryou and Bakura was crap as well, but I couldn't be bothered to change it. Well… More I didn't know how to change it… So yeah, please review!