me: long time? ne?

YAMI:...long time...is that all you have to say?...

me: other than 'hi'?

YAMI: (turns red) WHAT TOOK YOU SO--

me: (punches Yami in the face) shut up!

Magic Pyro Anabeil: yay! im on your faves!

dragonlady222: yeah...that chapter was originally gonna have them admit, but that woulda been really long! yeah...kinda sad how Yugi feels that way...OH WELL! things shall end good once all is done for.

Gerard Yuroshi: me too! i think they are uber-duber-cooli-oh!

YUGI/YAMI: uber-duber-cooli-oh? OO

me: what do you expect, im thirteen!

Warrior Nun: here is more! yay!

unseenwater: basically, you are condemned to hell a thousand times over in this cuture...least in Azka. Creelan is a bit more hippish

DHMPluv: poor Yugi indeed

Marcella Jole' Mercilee: okay...um...girlfriend...Oo;

Yami Kkwy: how many people is that who asked about 'the spell'? to stop all questions, Anzu meant how Yami fell in love with Yugi at first sight! im sick of that question and if anyone asks me about it again, i shall shove it up your--

YUGI: be nice to the people ac!

Anime WarriorSkye: im glad you really like it!

spidy007: me ish happy you liked it!

angelofdeath911: well, the chapters are longer, causing my updates to become a little longer to happen. sorry! can only have one or the other, not both...

me: okay, on with the fic!

see previous disclaimers, for i am too lazy to make up one that is witty at the moment...


Yugi glimpsed into his sleeping Master's bedroom. He smiled anxiously and held a brightly colored bag closer to his naked chest.

Please, let the Prince like my present,Yugi begged silently to any god or goddess that was listening. He had worked really hard on making it by scratch. But…maybe Yugi shouldn't tell the Prince it was made by him. Maybe he should say that it came from Anzu.

Yugi stared at the paper with sorrow. Prince Yami and Lady Anzu really needed something, or someone, to bring them together. And it wasn't like Prince Yami saw Yugi as more than a friend. Another look into the room sent a dagger through Yugi's heart. It was against Moral Law to have sexual relations with the same sex. In fact, that was the first Law.

"All men who engage in the unspoken pleasure – reserved only for marriage between one man and one woman – with another man shall bring the hatred and malice of those who rule from the sky upon the men's family."

No other Law had that much at stake if violated. Sure, they couldn't participate in the unspoken pleasure but if they loved each other, which Yugi highly doubted, then they just might go that far without planning it.

Yugi pushed his morbid thoughts aside and walked into the next room. He really hoped his Master wasn't having a bad dream. It sounded that way from how much he was moaning.

\\\YAMI'S DREAM/

Prince Yami walked in a room with no light except for the little beacon ahead of him. And in the middle of the beacon was the pale beauty. Prince Yami knelt in front of the beauty, which was kneeling on the floor with his arms raised by chains. A gentle, tan hand lifted the beauty's face so that they were looking into each other's eyes.

"My Prince" the smaller one whispered.

"My beauty" Prince Yami responded.

The beauty's lip quivered a bit before his lips were smashed into the other boy's. Prince Yami placed a hand behind the beauty's head and another on his back. The Prince applied pressure so that the kiss deepened. The Prince licked the lips of the pale beauty, asking for the entrance he received almost immediately.

The more the two kissed the farther up the Prince's hand had gotten up the beauty's leg. Now, it was drawing circles on the beauty's thigh, going higher and higher. Now it was at his inner thigh and still ascending until, finally, the Prince's hands got to what they wanted to go.

\\\YAMI'S POV/

The Prince gasped as he opened his eyes. Those horrid yet beautiful dreams had struck again. The Prince wanted them gone, yet also wanted them to be real. Maybe that was why he hated them so much. They were real…but not real enough.

"Master?" a soft voice called.

Prince Yami turned his head to see Yugi standing there, a worried look on his face, his hands behind his back.

"Yugi" the Prince sighed. Thank goodness it was him.

"Are you alright Master? You were groaning in your sleep and I was worried about whether you were having a bad dream" Yugi explained.

The Prince blushed as he sat up. "It was nothing, really. Just an…odd dream…" Prince Yami said.

Yugi seemed relieved at his Master's reply. The small boy's face lit up with a smile that made the ice-blooded smile. "Master…well, I've something to give you."

Prince Yami sat up. "What is it Yugi?" Prince Yami could see the faintest blush cross his servant's face. Yugi seemed really shy as he pulled out a blue-and-silver bag with gold colored string tying the top together. "Who's this from?" the Prince asked as he noted how heavy the bag seemed.

Yugi hesitated for a moment. Then he looked at his Master happily as he said, "The kitchen servants did: to congratulate you on your engagement. They did their best getting the ingredients and making it the best they could. I even helped a little."

Prince Yami knew this couldn't have come from the kitchen servants. They had spies everywhere, knew everything that was going on. They most likely knew, even more than Mai who had an equal amount of distaste, that Prince Yami did not like, let alone love, that wretched girl who made flowers wilt at sight and birds give up their song forever at the simple sound of her voice. But still, Prince Yami did not say anything about how this couldn't be for his wedding. If it was it was most likely poisoned and had a note in it to feed it to Anzu.

Prince Yami untied the beautiful string and opened up the little bag. Inside were little chocolates, no bigger than the Prince's thumbnail and no taller than his finger. Prince Yami looked at Yugi whose eyes were anxious and worried at the same time. Prince Yami looked back at the chocolates. Yugi or the kitchen servants wouldn't poison him, and they looked really good. The Prince took out a chocolate and placed it in his mouth.

The Prince stopped. The chocolate was so good! It melted like ice on a hot day in Prince Yami's mouth. Its taste made him want more, but just enough to satisfy his need. It was light and fluffy in texture, making it so good to have it just sit on his tongue as the Prince's saliva melted it slowly so that his taste buds could take in every bit of deliciousness the candy released.

"Do you like it?" Yugi asked.

"This is probably the best thing I have ever tasted…" Prince Yami whispered.

Yugi made this. I know it. Only an angel such as him could make something so pure, the Prince thought. His little servant, no, his love, made everything so perfect. The days seemed cooler with him around; the nights shorter; the unbelievable responsibility of each day with a country riding on Prince Yami's shoulders seemed like a tiny task when Prince Yami had Yugi to talk to.

Yugi was the image of perfection, the child of angels. He was too good for any puny mortal man or woman of this world.

That's when Prince Yami realized it. Yugi was good; too good for the Prince, at least. Prince Yami, for all his riches and status and power, Yugi was something he couldn't raise a torch to, a person who the Prince wanted so badly that it hurt. One of the few things or people that the Prince, or anybody for that matter, could never be able to say he held at night, Yugi close to his breast, being able to feel his angel's glowing radiance fill Prince Yami with peace and joy.

Prince Yami loved Yugi, but could not have him. For it was against everything that had been pounded into his head since birth. And if the Prince went against the Laws, his family, his country, Yugi would suffer. And none of them could suffer because of the Prince.

"Yugi" Prince Yami hissed, "get out."

Silence filled the room as Prince Yami's decision was made. If he could not have Yugi, than he must drive the lovely little one away. He must stop any romance between the two of them before anything gets out of hand.

"What?" Yugi confused voice asked.

"Get out now, Yugi." Prince Yami's hand clenched into a fist.

"I…I don't understand. Don't you like the chocolates?" Yugi asked, his voice now frantic.

Prince Yami couldn't look at Yugi. It would hurt too much. "Just leave."

"But…Master…"

Prince Yami raised his arm as he felt Yugi's touch on his arm. He meant to knock the hand away, what he did was worse than breaking every Law he had ever been taught.

The Prince's hand hit something sturdy that was covered by something soft. The sturdy thing had another sturdy thing on top of it, which was hit by the first thing. Prince Yami sat there, trying to figure out what he had hit. Then the things moved, and Prince Yami realized it.

"I-I'm sorry…M-Master. I-I shouldn't have disobeyed your orders. I shall leave now. I hope you enjoy your present" Yugi whispered in a flat, hurt voice.

Prince Yami didn't respond. He just let his hand lie in his lap. The hand that had struck Yugi.

\\\YUGI'S POV/

As Yugi walked out of his Master's bedroom, he could only think one thing: He found out.

He found out…and now he hates me. I knew I should've just kept my mouth shut when I said that I helped. But...it's not like regretting my idiocy is going to help.

Yugi closed the door and just stood there, stock still. How could he think that anything other than friendship could be spawned between the two of them? And even then it was probably a stretch. But actual love…it would be easier to believe that Yugi was actually lost Baeytian royalty!

Yugi felt tears prick at his eyes, an onslaught of memorized words coming at him hard and fast.

"Are you crying!"

Y-Yes…yes I am…

"Why should I even care if a pathetic, worthless use of flesh cries?"

"Useless little bastard."

"Pain, misery, that's all you'll ever be good for!"

Pain; memory pain that had been embedded in Yugi's psyche just like the wounds were embedded into his back; memory pain that would only stop rearing its head when the scars disappeared; the memory pain that caused Yugi's knees to buckle under him, caused him to become as small and quiet as he possibly could.

\\\YAMI'S POV/

It took Prince Yami a few minutes to realize that he was no crouching at his doorway, slightly ajar from when Yugi failed to close it completely. He stared broken heartedly at the small lump crying before him.

Yugi was on his knees, bent over, covering his mouth with both his hands as if to keep the sobs that escaped his throat from becoming heard. His bare back reddened, making the thin scars more visible.

Prince Yami's heart fell through the floor and onto a cutting board where it was hacked to pieces. Little Yugi…the one Prince Yami wanted to hold and protect so much, wanted so much to have lay next to him in the middle of the night, wanted so much to just love that wonderful boy that was too good for the measly little Prince. Prince Yami couldn't stand it; he had caused his secret love such horrible pain. Pain that was probably irreversible, pain that had probably ruined the little relationship for the rest of time, pain that could only be created by the betrayal of the person closest to you.

"M-M-Master?"

Prince Yami was clinging onto Yugi for dear life, his tears falling from his tan face onto Yugi's pale neck. Increasing the hold of his little servant's middle and smelling his gorgeous silk-soft hair, Prince Yami told Yugi everything.

"Please…Yugi…don't cry. I-I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing. Please forgive me. I would never do anything to you on purpose. I…I love you too much, Yugi. I-I love you…I couldn't sleep because of my dreams about you. Those dreams, I want them to happen. I want you and me to be lovers, Yugi. I want you to be the one I marry…not Anzu…you…"

Things went silent. Prince Yami could feel his heart pounding in his chest, waiting for Yugi to give an answer. An acknowledgement that he did hear the Prince's confession and either agreed or disagreed with it.

The Prince got his answer…in the most devastating way possible.

Yugi removed the Prince's arms from his torso and started to walk away.

Prince Yami couldn't believe it. Yugi rejected him, completely and totally rejected him. Thoughts passed through Prince Yami's head like lightning. Yugi not talking to Prince Yami ever again, not giving him that golden smile that the Prince worshipped and adored so much; Anzu finally getting her nicely manicured nails into Prince Yami and the kingdom; Prince Yami living half-dead for the rest of his life from this ultimate rejection, numb to everyone and everything except the pain left in his beating heart.

Such a horrible future…one that could only be stopped in a road most wouldn't take. The road that took the former King after his precious wife had disappeared. The road that Prince Yami was sure to take: the Road of Death.

\\\YUGI'S POV/

His Master loved him, wanted them to be together. And Yugi wanted to be with his Master too, to love and to hold, to be with always. But Yugi loved his Master too much to let him into Yugi's cursed life. The only meaningless, worthless life; his life that even the gods hated considering Yugi's many prayers to end it as quick as possible. He didn't care if it was by slow, painful torture or being burned alive, Yugi just didn't want to take his own life.

But…maybe…maybe his life wasn't completely worthless. The Prince loved him. He said so. And worthless people aren't loved by others.

But this could still be a horrible trick that the Prince was playing so that he could just torture Yugi for being in love with him. Yugi doubted this, but still, couldn't there be just the smallest chance?

Yugi turned towards his Master. The once vivid eyes were practically lifeless and shallow. Tears streamed silently down Prince Yami's cheeks as rivers did after a rain. But…the Prince was strong. Strong people don't cry. Only the weak. So…why would he cry…unless…

\\\YAMI'S POV/

Prince Yami felt hands on either side of his face and warmth over his lips. He looked to see Yugi's face right in font of his own. Prince Yami closed his eyes and smiled and wrapped his arms around Yugi's body, making the kiss they shared deeper and more passionate.


me: awww...they finally did it!

YUGI: it's gonna go downhill from here, isn't it?

me: mmm...yeah...but after a lime session

YAMI: lime...

me: you know what i say at this point, so do it! later!