Title: To Trust Again
Disclaimer: Wish they were mine but alas, they're not. This is just a figment of my troublesome imagination... but really, I do wish they were mine. sniffs
A/N: Thank you to those who gave me reviews on the last chapter. I can't tell you who Yami would pick, sorry. Here is Chapter 7, hope you didn't have to wait that long.
Chapter 7: Reconciliation
Yami sat on his bed with the CEO's words repeating itself in his head. Perhaps Seto was indeed right; it was indeed partly his fault and Mahado merely reacted. It was he who started the argument, not Mahado.
His thoughts were suddenly broken when his cellphone rang.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Yami, I'm sorry for saying that. I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, really I am. Please, can we talk it over? I don't want this all to end, please." It was Mahado. Who else can have the courage to say that anyway?
"Yes, I think we should talk. Where are you?" the pharaoh said, thinking of the proper words to say in his mind.
"I'm on my way to the game shop, you're there, right?" Mahado said.
"Yeah," he answered.
Approximately twenty minutes later, Mahado and Yami sat by the counter, waiting for the other to start the conversation. After a few minutes, Mahado finally gathered enough strength, and came up with the right words to say.
"I didn't mean those words I said, Yami. I hope you forgive me," Mahado said, avoiding Yami's eye contact.
"I am also to blame, Mahado. I guess I do spend too much time with Seto and I realized that it just triggered a reaction from you," Yami answered shyly, meeting Mahado's gaze.
"But still, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. I was hurt, really, but it doesn't mean I have any right to hurt you in turn. So it's my fault," Mahado argued, "I'm sorry Yami."
"You don't have to apologize, Mahado. I'm also to blame, and I'm sorry. I'll do my best to spend more time with you, I promise," Yami said.
Mahado felt enlightened to hear the former pharaoh promise something like that and enveloped him in a hug.
"No," he whispered, "I can't let you promise such a thing. I love you, Yami, and I know you enjoy your time with your friends so I can't allow you to shun them out," Mahado said. "Just forgive me, that's all I ask," he added.
Yami stared at him for quite a while, taking in the meaning of his words before replying, "I'll forgive you if you'll forgive me in turn," with a smile.
Mahado smiled back, "It's a deal," he said, hugging the pharaoh tighter. "Gods, I missed you," he whispered.
Yami smiled mischievously, "I was only gone for a night and you already missed me?" Yami teased, seeing Mahado scowl.
"Keep that up and you'll end up getting brutally tickled. Go on," Mahado playfully threatened. Yami only grinned wider, mischief evident in the twinkle of his crimson orbs.
"Wow... I'm scared... help--" Yami yelped as Mahado tickled him mercilessly on his ribs. Mahado smirked as he watched Yami attempt to gasp for breath in between his laughs.
"Ma... ha... do... stop... I c-can't... BREATHE! Stop... ha ha... I give... ha ha... I GIVE!" Yami said in between laughs. Mahado smirked triumphantly as he stopped his assault.
Mahado smiled as he watched the pharaoh pout. "Aw, don't tell me you're a sore loser," he teased. Yami stuck his tongue out childishly as Mahado merely laughed.
A few minutes later, the couple sat in the living room, cuddled to each other in the sofa, watching TV when the phone rang.
"Motou residence, Yami speaking," Yami answered.
"Hello Yami, is my brother there?" It was Mahado's younger sister, Mana. Yami stared at the person seated on the couch accusingly but said person didn't see it. Before he knew it, an evil plan already came upon his mind.
"Yes, Mana. Do you want to talk to him?" Yami answered.
"No, I just want to check. Arigatou, Yami-kun," Mana said.
'On with the Plan,' he thought. "You're welcome," he answered before putting the phone down and went back to the couch.
"Mahado, Mana called!" Yami said.
"And? Is she all right? You look nervous, is something wrong?" Mahado answered, standing up.
Yami smiled mischievously inside "No. She was taken hostage by the dolls in your room," he said, attempting to keep a serious face.
"Hostage? How? What did they want?" Mahado asked, leaving out the fact about his dolls. Before he knew it Yami was already clutching his stomach on the floor laughing. Mahado eventually realized it was a joke and chuckled lightly at his mistake.
"Just kidding. She's fine, she was just checking up on you, actually," Yami said, wiping tears from his eyes.
"Hmph," Mahado answered.
"Oh come on, who's acting like a sore loser now?" Yami said.
Mahado smiled.
"Kidding. Anyway, there's going to be a concert next Friday and I was wondering if you would like to go," Mahado answered.
"Okay."
Yami glanced at the clock, noticing it was almost lunch. "Mahado, are you going to stay for lunch?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, I can't," Mahado answered
"It's alright," Yami said.
By the time the clock struck 12 NN, Yami was already prepared to eat lunch. Things went out well for the two of them, fortunately. Yami felt giddy earlier and realized he was falling for the guy but somehow, it felt short-lived.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the front door. Wondering who it might be since he momentarily closed the shop; Yami walked to the door and opened it to reveal the CEO leaning on the doorframe.
"Oh, hi Seto!" he greeted, blushing when he realized they were so close.
"So?" Seto asked, hoping whatever did happen between the couple would guarantee the pharaoh's happiness.
"What?" Yami asked, unsure on what the other duelist meant.
"You two alright, now?" Seto asked again.
"Yes. Don't you want to come in?" Yami answered as he motioned the CEO to enter.
"Can't, Yami. I just went to check on you, make sure you're alright, that sort of thing," Seto answered.
"Come on Seto. Mokuba already called me and told me you're not eating well, despite our many efforts to force you to," Yami said, putting emphasis on his every word. After a few convincing from Yami, Seto sighed and followed the pharaoh inside, knowing he won't win the argument as he usually did with other people.
"Yami?" Seto said as he placed the plates to the sink.
Yami, who was washing the dishes, turned around to meet the CEO's gaze.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Do you love him?" Seto asked.
Yami paused. "I don't know. I'm confused really. I think I'm falling for him," he answered.
Sensing the former pharaoh wanted to say something more, "But?" he asked.
"It seems... I don't know... short-lived, somehow," Yami replied.
The CEO was silent, thinking of the right words to say.
"I'm sure everything would be okay for the two of you. Who could ever resist you, anyway?" Seto said, pleased to see the pharaoh blush as a small shy smile crept on his lips.
"I hope," Yami answered.
Seto looked at his watch, knowing it was time to leave and get back to work. "Thanks for the lunch, Yami, but I still have some work to finish," Seto said.
"Don't mention it, Seto. I'm expecting you to eat your food at the right time and if you don't, I'm going to go to your office and make sure you eat your food," Yami answered, "You have to take care of yourself, Seto."
"Yes, mommy," Seto teased as he chuckled, earning a punch as they exchanged goodbyes. Well at least he was assured things went out just fine for them. Yami will survive after all.