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Kings Are Blind

Yugi sat up and turned to Yami, who was lying on his back and staring up at the ceiling in disgust.

"Hey Yami," He said.

Yami turned to him and folded his hands behind his head. "Yes?"

"Could you tell me more of that story?"

Yami sat up to face him. "Well…I don't know the guy's name. But…I do believe he had a millennium item, much like myself."

Yugi smiled. "His name was Marik. And…he was kinda psycho…"

Yami nodded. "I remember the psycho part…"

Joey rolled over, took the pillow off of his head and sat up. "Jeez, some people are trying to sleep, you know?!"

Yami folded his arms. "Well excuse us."

Yugi smiled at Joey. "Yami remembers Marik! And…part of the Battle City tournament!"

Joey smiled back. "Coolness! Seems like the city is really doing ya some good, Yam!" He slapped Yami on the shoulder.

"…ow…" Yami rubbed his arm with his hand and frowned.

Yugi sighed. "Let's just try and get some sleep, guys. Hey, Joey, maybe tomorrow we can take Yami on a little tour of the city?"

Joey nodded in agreement. "Sounds good to me."

The three boys lay back down, ready for a good night's sleep.

Well, of course, Yami can't be expected to obey orders without complaining!

A few minutes of silence passed, Yugi and Joey apparently preparing to fall asleep. Yami lay in the middle on his back, his fingers twined together across his stomach.

"…Yugi?" He whispered. "Pssst…"

Yugi's voice was muffled due to the fact that his face was pressed into his pillow. "What?"

"I'm hungry."

Yugi grumbled under his breath. "Well, just wait until morning and grandpa will make us a nice breakfast."

"Wait? Yugi, a Pharaoh waits for nothing."

Yugi slapped his hand down onto his pillow and picked up his head, turning it slightly to the left.

"Like I said before, you stop being pharaoh once we're out of Egypt. Does this look like Egypt? No. So get over yourself and go to sleep."

Yami crossed his arms over his chest. "I would have evil people like you beaten for that insolent behavior. I'm the king, you know."

Yugi lay his head back down and chuckled slightly to himself. "I thought you were the good king, Yami. Not a bad one."

Yami 'hmphed' to himself and shifted under the covers. "I am not a bad king! I just don't like to be disrespected."

"Well, why don't you stop disrespecting me and stop treating me like your little slave?"

"How about you both stop disrespecting the other guy in the room who's still trying to get some sleep?" Joey mumbled from under his pillow.

"Sorry, Joe." Yugi whispered, turning over to glare at Yami, who instantly returned the gesture.

More silence passed, Joey finally asleep and snoring. Yugi was almost off into dream land, while Yami was still having some trouble.

"Yugi…" He whispered. "Psst…"

Yami heard him give a heavy breath through his nose. "What. Is it. Yami?"

"…It's kind of chilly in here."

Yami heard Yugi shift about a bit. "Yami." He said, pausing for a second. "Go to sleep. Now. Before I pick up that pillow and smother you with it."

Yami tsked him slightly, rolling onto his side. "Fine."

XXX

Sunlight poured through Yugi's skylight, the bright beams shining down directly onto the three sleeping teens.

A ray slowly creeped its way onto Yami's closed eyes, causing the insides to turn red and his sleep to be disturbed.

"Ugh! Stupid sun!" He said, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.

He kicked off the covers and stood up, instantly bending over after an aching pain shot up his back.

"Stupid floor…"

He walked over to the mirror on Yugi's wall and stared at himself.

He looked horrible. His nose was running, his eyes were red, his hair looked like it had been chewed on by a raccoon, and the pajamas he had borrowed from Yugi were riding up in places he'd rather them not.

"Morning, Yami!" A perky, childish voice called behind him.

Yami turned his pathetic head to him, frowning miserably.

"Wow, what happened to you, your majesty?" Yugi said, snickering.

"Apparently, when you said 'once I'm out of Egypt, I stop being king', that applies to my looks, as well. I normally look fabulous no matter what time of day!" Yami said, fluffing up his bangs in the mirror.

Joey sat up, yawning, and rubbed his eyes. "Gooooood, morning!" He said cheerily, bouncing up and striking a funny pose.

"Joey." Yugi said. "Why are you so happy?"

Joey dropped his arms to his sides. "I don't know. I feel strangely energized today!"

He turned his head to the right and glanced at Yami's reflection in the mirror.

After staring at him for a few seconds, he instantly burst out laughing.

Yami glared at him and plopped down on Yugi's bed.

"Yami!" Joey said, still laughing. "You look like shit, man!"

Yami's mouth gaped open slightly. "Oh, well, thanks for putting it lightly!"

"You're welcome." Joey replied sarcastically.

He immediately stopped laughing when the scent of pancakes drifted through the air.

"Ooh…" Joey said, grinning. "I smell foooood…."

Yugi rolled his eyes and laughed. "Well let's go get some."

XXX

The three boys were seated at the kitchen table, while grandpa set down a plate full of pancakes in the center of the table.

Grandpa set down a glass of orange juice in front of the boys as well, before sitting down to join them.

"So," He started "Did we enjoy our sleepover?"

Yugi smiled, reaching for his orange juice. "It was fun. The sleep part wasn't, though."

Grandpa chuckled. "Didn't sleep too well, boys?"

"Well, we would've been off to sleep just fine if somebody would have stopped acting like a royal piss-off!" Yugi grumbled, peering at Yami's glare from the corner of his eyes.

Grandpa lightly tapped his grandson with the back of his hand. "Yugi! That's not a very nice thing to say!" He whispered.

Yami stared at his plate. "What are these?"

Grandpa shifted his stare to Yami. "They're pancakes."

Joey stabbed another cake with his fork and smacked it down onto his plate, grabbing the maple syrup and shaking it desperately over his pancake like a hungry ape.

"'Derr ferry good." Joey said, his mouth full.

Yami continued to gaze at his plate, picking up his fork and slowly cutting off a teeny tiny piece before placing it in his mouth.

He made different faces as he chewed, eventually swallowing.

"That was interesting." He said. "I usually pick what I want for my meal. That way I know if I'll like it or not. May I use the restroom?"

Grandpa nodded slightly and smiled. "Sure…"

"Thank you," Yami took the napkin out of his lap and set it down neatly, placing his fork on top. He strutted kingly out of the room, his back arched, his head back, and arms swaying at his sides.

"Hmm," Grandpa whispered. "You're right. He is a little pissy…"

Okay! I think that's a good stopping point!

This is kind of a drag-out chapter, I know, but it's part of the story. I want the next chapter to be like the 'reminiscence chapter'. So, it'll be nice and long and dramatic! WHOO!

But, this was a little comedy with a tad bit of revelation.

Oh, well. Hope you enjoyed it!

R&R! (Oh where oh where have those reviews gone? My last chapter only got 3!)

GK09