Hi, people! Well, what can I possibly say? I'm back for another update! Hooray! Sorry that it's been a couple of days…I bought The Sims complete collection a few days ago and became seriously addicted! But it won't be a problem, I promise! (And if it is, feel free to complain!)

Okay! On with the fic!

Kings Are Blind

Yami eyed Yugi curiously as the young boy began pulling more photographs from his wallet. He set them out on the bed so that every one of them was showing. He looked up at Yami and smiled.

"If you recognize anyone, just let me know…okay?" Yugi said, giving Yami a chance to examine the pictures.

"Alright," Yami said, leaning over, placing a finger to his chin and taking a look at the scene in front of him.

There were several pictures involving Yugi. Yugi and Joey, Yugi and Tristan, Yugi and Tea. But Yami couldn't quite seem to point them out.

He then got to a picture of Kaiba, who looked miserable in the photograph, as if Yugi had literally forced him to take the picture. He picked up the portrait and held it up to his face.

"Hmm…" Yami said out loud.

Yugi smiled "Yeah…?"

"This young man looks a lot like Seth, the high priest." Yami looked over at Yugi, still holding the photo up to his face.

Yugi sighed, preparing to give Yami an explanation he knew he wouldn't understand.

"That's because my, uh, 'friend' Seto, is the reincarnation of Seth. Yeah. It's weird, I know. But….yeah…." Yugi was lost for words on how to explain everything.

"Small world, huh?" Yami said, placing the picture back down with the others.

There was a brief moment of uncomfortable silence, as Yugi watched Yami ponder in his thinking. He was kind of cute like that. 'Wait, what?' Yugi thought to himself, after his horrible brain had registered the thought that Yami was "cute".

Yami finally spoke after a few minutes "Do you think we could stop the pictures now, and maybe try something else?"

"Sure!" Yugi said, scooping up the photos and stuffing them in a very unorganized way back into his wallet.

"You said you wrote me a letter?" Yami questioned, twirling his finger in his bed sheets.

"Well," Yugi said "After seeing the, um, 'I'm dead' insanity, I don't think you should read that…"

Another moment of silence. Yugi couldn't help but crack a smile. Silence always made him laugh. (A/N: Silence cracks me up, too! Not sure why, though.)

Yami looked up to see Yugi laughing slightly under his breath "What?"

Yugi quickly shook his head and went back to a serious face. "Nothing. It was just really quiet, and when it's too quiet, I laugh."

Yami smiled "Really? I like it when you laugh, Yugi. No one around here laughs very much. They're all such serious people."

Yugi shifted his position so he was sitting on his legs, arms folded as a breeze blew through one of the open windows. "You don't laugh very much, do you?"

"No," Yami said, standing up off the bed. "The only time I can remember laughing so much was when…oh, well, you don't want me to ramble."

Yugi swung his legs over the side of the bed, bouncing up and down excitedly "No, no, tell me some stories!"

Yami chuckled, pulling the chair out from under his desk and sitting on it backwards. (A/N: You guys know what I mean by backwards, right? Facing the back of the chair? Like how most guys sit? Just checking!)

"Well," Yami started "I had this friend. And…I took something from him. Not quite sure what it was, though. Anyway, he was very, how you say, short?" Yami took a break to laugh again.

Yugi's smile dropped at the word 'short'.

Yami continued "I held up high above his head, where he couldn't get it."

Yugi immediately knew the story "…And he jumped up and down like a maniac because you refused to give it to him!" Yugi stood up off the chair and walked in front of Yami's surprised face. "…and then you gave it to him, and they both just burst out laughing!"

Yami eyed Yugi up and down. "That's right…" Yami made a 'hmph' sound and glanced off to the side. "How'd you know that?"

"Because that was me. That was us. You would do that all the time. I hated it at first…"

Yami cut him off "…but after a while, you thought it was funny."

Yugi nodded. "Yeah,"

Yugi's gaped-open mouth grew into a smile and his violet eyes widened. "Yami! You…you just remembered something!"

Yami looked at Yugi. "I did?" He said quietly.

He flew out of the chair and sprung his arms up into the air "I did!" He shouted.

Yami then picked Yugi up around the waist and spun him around in circles. "I did! I did! Oh, how wonderful!"

Yugi was beginning to feel a bit dizzy and poked Yami on the shoulder. "Could you, put me back down…please?"

Yami's smile widened even more and he laughed "Oh, sorry," Placing Yugi back onto the ground.

"Isn't this fantastic?!" Yami shouted, kneeling down to Yugi's eye level and clapping his hands like a child.

"Well, we can't just go by one thing, you know?" Yugi said.

Yami frowned. "What do you mean?"

Yugi sat back down on the bed. "Yami, yeah, you remembered something. But you didn't know that boy was me. I want you to be able to give me a name, a place, something more then just a description. You know?"

Yami's frown deepened. "So, we didn't get anywhere, did we?"

"No, no," Yugi said "We did! This means that if you can still remember that, you must have something else that you remember, too. This same thing happened before!"

"It did?" Yami said.

"Yeah!" Yugi began rambling as Yami sat down next to him on the bed. "You were the king of Egypt, just like now. You sacrificed yourself and sealed yourself inside the millennium puzzle. Five thousand years later, my grandpa went through a dig inside your tomb, and found the puzzle. He gave it to me, because he knew I could solve it. When I did, your spirit was released, and you became a part of me. In the beginning, I was afraid of you. But soon, we became best friends. You lost all your memories of Egypt when you were sealed in the puzzle, and we had to fight to get them back. Once that journey was complete, you went back to the afterlife, but I guess you ended up here, with no memories of what happened with me."

The two sat in silence for a moment, Yami taking in everything Yugi had told him.

"Does that mean the same thing will happen again?" Yami asked.

"Not necessarily," Yugi said

"…five thousand years…" Yami repeated. "My God, that's like…forever…."

Yugi watched as Yami's face slowly saddened. He began to feel his own do so as well.

He placed a hand on Yami's shoulder. "We got your memory back before, and we're going to do it again."

Yami watched Yugi stand up off the bed and open up his closet.

"Pack your stuff, Yami!" Yugi said.

"What?!" Yami said, giving Yugi strange looks.

"We're going to Japan."

Yay! Suspense! Bet you didn't see that coming!

R&R!

GK09