/Yugi to YamiYami to YugiRyou to Bakura Bakura to Ryou Song words

Again the burden of losing rests upon my shoulders, and its weight seems unbearable.

Yugi sighed. His gaze wandered off into nowhere, ignoring the fact that Yami beside him was packing for them both. Yami. Why was his every thought in some way connected or directly focused on him?

Guess he was in love.

But with the other half of his soul? It unnerved him. At first it had seemed to be a crush, resulting from the other being so confident and caring for him. A bit like a 'my hero' flame.

But it wasn't.

He had wanted to tell his yami. He wanted to feel their naked flesh pressed together as they made love. He wanted to wake up in Yami's arms, to have him say that he loved him every day. But what if Yami rejected those feelings? He wouldn't be able to survive it if he deserted him.

Then again, how could a part of your soul abandon you?

To cry is to know that you're alive, but my river of tears has run dry.

"Yugi!" The said boy blinked. He glanced up at his darkness, his insides warming at the sight of the dirty blonde bangs falling into the crimson eyes of alluring pleasures.

"Yes?" Yugi asked. Yami nodded to the phone that lay on their bedside table. It was off the cradle.

I never wanted to fool you, no, but a cold heart is a dead heart…

"It's for you," He replied softly, smiling as his hikari's eyes lit up. It truly was an adorable sight to see an hikari so excited about something. It only seemed to enhance their beauty.

Then the moment was gone. Yugi wrenched the gaze apart, and rushed to the phone. On the pretence that he was searching for his leather pants, Yami crouched down near to the table, listening intently. He sure wished he had the Millennium Ring's power at that point, the one that allowed Ryou – and the Tomb Robber – to hear what was being said from many meters away.

"Hi Jou!" Yugi exclaimed, jumping slightly on Yami's bed in time with his words, "When are you gonna come around?"

…And it feels like I've been buried alive by Love.

Yami shook his head and placed firm hands on Yugi's shoulders to stop him jumping. He mouthed the word 'no' and tackled him onto the bed. Yugi emitted a strangled scream down the phone, and the Pharaoh grinned. He could now hear everything. And hug his aibou whilst doing it.

"Dude, what's that for?" Jou grumbled.

"Oh, just Yami. He tackled me down, and I yelled. Gomen nasai Jou."

"So he pushed you onto the bed, tied your hands together and started screwing you real hard, did he?" Jou said, his voice sincere.

If I should die before I wake, pray no one my soul to take. And if I wake before I die, rescue me with your smile.

"KATSUYA!" Yugi moaned in irritation, deliberately using his friend's first name, "Be that way. Tell Kaiba to come ours and pick us up in ten min, end of story."

And with that he slammed the phone down.

Jou & Seto

"Setti!" Jou cried, "Setti! Yug said we gotta be at his in ten. He sounded really pissed off, too."

Seto's azure eyes turned to gaze into his koi's affectionately. "Of course he would pup. Would you be pleased if he misinterpreted whatever you said into a hentai situation?"

Jou blushed at what he said next.

"I wouldn't mind, so long as that hentai situation was with you."

The kiss of vanity blessed me with a spiritual wonder, and fed the Gods of War insatiable.

In spite of himself, Seto smiled. He drew his lover into him firmly by the hips, and covered Jou's mouth with his own. His tongue ran itself along Jou's lower lip, which was granted entry. Seto duelled the tongue that danced with his own for dominance, which he eventually won.

"Niisan…?"

Seto paused and broke off, Jou stepping back so that Mokuba would feel comfortable.

"Don't worry about me, Isis, Malik and Marik will be looking after me."

"That's what worries me." Seto muttered, hugging his small brother close. "Love you, Mokie." He whispered, almost embarrassed about saying it too loud in front of Jou. Mokuba smiled and snuggled further into his chest.

"Love you big brother."

Bakura & Ryou

"RA BE-DAMN THIS CURSED SHIT!" Bakura hissed, slamming his fist into the alarm clock beside his bed. He raised his hand, and with a flash of light sent the object to the Shadow Realm.

"Bakura!" Ryou groaned, walking in to affirm his suspicions. "Why set that thing so late that you knew we'd be behind with everything, and then send it to the Shadow Realm? You said that after the toaster you wouldn't."

Bakura grumbled something and rolled out of his bed. He yawned widely.

To die is to know that you're alive.

Don't worry Ryou. We don't have to bother all that much anyways. Just need some food and clothes.

Ryou sat down on his bed, next to his dark brown suitcase. That's beyond the point. But I guess you're that way. So…ready to dunk Yami at the beach today?

Bakura became alert at the prospect. Now Ryou had something to bribe him with, he told Bakura to dress, eat, and make sure everything was locked and washed before they went outside to wait. Bakura smiled and obeyed, purely because he liked seeing Ryou so happy. It had been a while since that had happened.

Guess he could actually come to like this thing called a Vacation soon enough.

Yami's koi: sorry about the slight change. This fic was deleted and I don't want it to happen again, so the beginning notes will be limited.

Neutral Man: ecstatic YAY! She had a fic kicked off!

Yami's koi: sod off. Anyways… you may notice my profile's changed too. That's cause I don't wannabe flamed again, either. I'm not upset that it was kicked off, I just feel sorry for you readers having to put up with it. You're the real people who have to pay. So… please R/R? You'll get a plushie… and any submissions for fan art are still accepted!