((Thank you to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Enjoy! Please Read and Review. I've put a lot of work and thought into this chapter. I'm doing my best to keep you on your toes. I hope this chapter meets or exceeds your expectations. I enjoyed writing this chapter, but I almost cried in the process. Dealing with work, and the fic rotation process.
The last chapter didn't have as many comments as the other's did I make a wrong turn, or do I write to much to fast?
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A month had passed since Yuugi had come to Egypt. Seto, Jou, and Holly had returned to Japan. With a bit of persuasion on Yami's part Yuugi remained in Egypt. Yuugi wasn't as tense around Isis or Marik, and to everyone's surprise he had taken easily to Yami. Samantha remained in the house, but kept to herself.
Yuugi rolled from his back to his side. He whimpered, and tears trickled down his cheeks as a trouble sleep over took him. It was the same dream. He was kissing his lover, but when he opened his eyes the man was no more than an illusion. An illusion of something he hoped would exist someday. He'd reach out to touch the face, and his hand would slip through the figure. A mysterious nerve shattering laugher would pick up in the background.
Yami was returning from the bathroom when he heard Yuugi's whimpers. He sat on the bed next to Yuugi, noticing the tears and heavy breathing. Yami, in attempts of comfort, laid down next to Yuugi, and pulled him close. He took deep steady breaths, and soon Yuugi was taking the same breathing patterns as him. Yuugi didn't wake, but scooted closer to the warm body behind him. Yami held him tighter still, and closed his eyes.
Marik was pouring five cups of orange juice. "Isis, should I wake them?"
"Yes, or else Yami will be late." Isis smiled, and put eggs and bacon onto the plates. She sat the plates on the table. "I'll get Samantha."
Marik pushed open Yami's door, and found the bed empty. Don't panic. It was an understatement because there was no one in the bathroom. Where could Yami have gone? Better get Yuugi, then we can find Yami. He headed down the hall to Yuugi's room. The door was cracked, so he pushed it open. If you hadn't known the pair, then with a first glance the scene could count as scandalous. Yami was holding Yuugi, and neither was dressed. He carefully closed the door, and went back into the kitchen.
Samantha was in a bathrobe, and both her and Isis were already sitting. "Did you wake them?" Isis smiled.
Marik shook his head, and smiled. "Thought I'd lost Yami for a moment, but I found him in bed with Yuugi."
"I didn't think they were there yet." Isis couldn't find the right words. I mean what could one say. They were cuddly and cute, but Yuugi was still timid. He hadn't accepted Yami's countless hints of propositions to have a relationship together. They were more like close or best friends. Close friends certainly don't have a roll around. Speaking of which wouldn't everyone have heard them or at least something. Marik tapped Isis' shoulder bringing her from her musing. "Yes, Marik?"
"Don't think to much on it Isis." Marik smiled.
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Yuugi yawned, opening his eyes slowly. He was extremely warm considering he only slept with a sheet. He stretched, and Yami moved. Yuugi blinked a few times, and then rolled over. Half scared, half comforted he nudged Yami awake. Crimson eyes met Amethyst eyes. Yami smiled despite the look on Yuugi's face.
"What are you doing in my bed?" Yuugi shaky voice was barely above a whisper.
"You were having a bad dream last night. I held you to comfort you." He yawned, and stretched. "I must have fallen asleep."
Yuugi watched Yami with a slight look of concern. Yuugi sat up, closing his eyes he rubbed his temple. His head always throbbed after nightmares. So that was proof of what Yami had said about having a bad dream. Maybe his intentions were good after all.
Yami sat up, the sheet barely covering his lower half. "You alright?"
"Yeah, my head always hurts after I have that dream." Yuugi sighed and opened his eyes. His down cast gave caught site of Yami's lack of attire. His lack wasn't a concern knowing that he went to bed that way "Why are you naked?"
Yami who hadn't given seconds thoughts to clothing before entering Yuugi's room could smack himself now. "I sleep naked. I don't normally get dressed to go to the bathroom. I came straight from the bathroom to your room to see what was wrong with you. I didn't think about clothing…"
"Just don't move." Yuugi stuttered, a little embarrassed. His cheeks had a slight tinge of red, but why he wasn't looking away was beyond him.
Relieved Yuugi was taking a calm approach. "Are we going to sit here until someone comes looking for us?" Yami tried to hide his amusement in the situation when he saw Yuugi blushing. "Because you know I could just take this sheet, and go if you're worried about seeing me."
Yuugi held the sheet down before Yami could make a moment to take it. "Don't even think of moving the sheet. I'm naked under here too." He was turning redder by the minute. "I don't think it would be appropriate for anyone else to see us like this." He muttered. "They might get the wrong idea."
Yami blinked a couple times. Not appropriate for us to be seen like this. If only you could remember then you wouldn't care. "I've got boy bits, and you've got boy bits. I really don't see what the problem is if one of us gets up. If you're that embarrassed to see me you could just close your eyes."
"Then I wouldn't know if you snuck a peek at me." Yuugi blushed. It was exciting, but embarrassing to be looked at because he secretly had a crush on Yami. "Its not polite if your looking, and I'm not."
Yami swallowed back a laugh. "Would you prefer we both close our eyes, and I just feel my way out the room?"
Yuugi pictured a few scenarios mentally. He laughed inwardly at a few. Yami raised a brow as if waiting for an answer, Yuugi smiled innocently. "Nothing. That plan isn't going to work either. What if you walked into the door, or tripped over something. Then you'd get hurt and it would be my fault." Yuugi blushed.
"Alright then. Since we cannot think of a plan on how to get out of bed without showing any bits to each other how about you tell me about your dream." Yami smiled. They needed a change of topic before they beat the topic of the sheet to the ground.
Yuugi's eyes narrowed, his smile faded, his expression hollow. This look almost made Yami wish he hadn't asked. "Always the same. I am kissing a faceless person. A person I cannot touch. Someone who never shows himself or herself is watching, and they laugh at me." He looked fit to cry any moment.
Yami pulled Yuugi close, and wrapped a hand around Yuugi's waist, and held him. He used his other hand to move Yuugi's face so he could look into his eyes. He made shushing, and cooing noises. "Think of me. I'm real. I'm in the here and now. Then they'll have nothing to laugh at." Yami smiled.
Yuugi's eyes didn't move from Yami's. Timidly he closed the gap between them. Pressing his lips to Yami's. Yami felt the air in throat hitch. He didn't allow more than a moments pause to think. Yami's tongue slipped from his mouth and licks on Yuugi's lips. Yuugi opened his mouth slowly. And soon they were sharing a slow, deep kiss. Yuugi felt as if he'd done it hundred times before even if he couldn't remember. Without stopping it, he moved Yuugi into his lap. He wrapped both his arms around Yuugi and rubbed his back.
They had to breath, and slowly they pulled apart. Yuugi laid his head on Yami's chest, and soon heavy tears fell. "Sometimes I feel as if I've forgotten half of who I am or should be." He paused to allow for a few short heavy breaths. "I wish I could remember what ever it is that I've forgotten."
Yami held Yuugi tighter still. If only you knew what you'd forgotten. If only I could tell you. If I could, would you believe me? "If you've forgotten, then I'll help you remember. Regardless I'll always be by your side." He whispered into his ear. My love. Yami held back his own tears so he didn't startle Yuugi.
"Thank You Yami." Yuugi whispered. Yami nodded. Crimson eyes met Amethyst eyes, smiles on both their lips. Yuugi in an attempt to make himself comfortable in Yami's laps wrapped his legs around Yami's waist, and snuggled close.
Did he have to do that? My mind doesn't need to be venturing into these thoughts. Yami bit his lip, swallowing a moan. Yami continued his firm grip, and rubbing of Yuugi's back. "Comfortable?"
Yuugi's face was tinged with red realizing the position he'd just put them in. "I. Can. Move. If. You. Like."
Yami shook his head, and smiled. "I like you right were you're at." He paused. "But now that you've been this close to me of your own will surely you won't mind us moving the sheet so we can get out of bed."
"I'll only let you leave if you promise to come back tonight." Yuugi's blush was full red on his cheek.
Yami laughed. "We aren't going to battle over the sheet tomorrow are we?" Yuugi shook his head. "Then, yes I'll come back tonight." He paused, and then added. "And, every night after."
"But right now you're not going any where right?" Yuugi wrapped his arms around Yami's waist.
"Of course not." Yami smiled and held onto Yuugi.