Naomi P.: Mea I know I don't belong here but uhm why am I?
Mea: Just letting you know...
Naomi P.: Yeah?
Mea: ...you, Naomi Parker...
Yuri: Naomi is a Mary-sue!
Karin:*laughs*
Naomi P.: v_v;

Disclaimer: I don't own YGO!

Warning: None really. Its pretty quiet and devoid of pervism...

Yuugi sat on his bed and listened to Yuri's gentle hum as she lounged comfortably in his hair. Neither of them had spoken a word since the initial reunion. Neither her sudden appearance nor the fact that she had probably been there all along bothered Yuugi. In a way he was comforted by the fact that he once more had someone looking over him. He smiled gently at the thought. His head ache from all of the liquor he drank the night before seemed to be lessened to the point where he wondered if he had any booze left in his system.

"No, Short stuff, you don't."

Yuugi smiled and reached up to pet the fairie in his hair. "You can read my mind now Yuri?"

Yuri fluttered to his bang where she clung to stare in his eyes. "Sort of. It's a gentle feeling I get. It's rather difficult to explain."

Yuugi smiled as he dislodged the tiny being from his hair so she could be cupped in his palms. She sat ther and smiled and he marvelled over her small seemingly delicate form. Her eyes were a swirl of colors that were sunburst bright and reflected many emotions. Her raven colored hair contrasted with her white cream skin quite nicely. Purple laces decorated a white medival style peasant dress that hugged her minute form in a rather attractive fashion. All in all he supposed she was a knockout and felt a rush of almost brotherly pride. She stared at him questioningly.

"Whats wrong Yuugi? You've been staring at me, smiling, for a little while."

Yuugi laughed gently. "You must be really popular with all the other fairies."

She tilted her head and stared at him for as though he were insane. "Not really. I make friends with your friends' faeries, and even Severin, Seto's fairie, but I wouldn't say I'm popular. Oh and Tea's faerie, Trevan, is my elder brother."

Yuugi couldn't resist poking a little more fun at the slightly flustered young woman. "No? So, no special faerie in your life?"

Yuri's wings drooped behind her and her shoulders slumped forward as her eyes dimmed. Yuugi automatically wished he could take it back by the way she stared at him dejectedly.

"I only have eyes for my heartsoul. Atem's faerie."

Yuugi was taken aback. "Atem's faerie?"

"Yes," she gave him a weak smile. "He's my heartsoul. Just like Atem is yours."

"Heartsoul? Mine? No way!" Yuugi's eyes widened to comical proportions. "Uh, by the by, what exactly is a heartsoul?"

Yuri stared at him as if he'd grown three, or maybe four, heads. He blushed deeply under the colorful swirl of sunburst styled eyes. Had he insulted her or perhaps maybe her intelligance? He bit his lip and gulped, suddenly remembering that for such a small faerie, Yuri had one hell of a temper when insulted. He'd witnessed it first hand as a nine year old when a couple of older boys had teased him for claiming to have a faerie friend. She had been upset and her magic had sent them flying back. He had been called a freak and that had started a round of bullying. He told her he didn't want to see her, ever, again. Then he didn' ever remember having her until this very moment.

"Yuugi? You still with me short-stuff?"

"Huh? Oh yeah. Sorry, what?"

"I said, Heartsoul is faerie for Soulmate." Yuri said pointedly, folding her arms as she spoke and giving his hair a longing look. "You know the person your soul spends its life force trying to find?"

If it was possible for a face to get redder than a tomatoe it would certainly describe Short-stuff's face. That and completely adorable, but thats a given considering who he is exactly. However I did not anticipate nor was I grateful to the sudden movement of his hands flying to his faceying to hide his embarrassment at my words.

"Hey! Warn a faerie before you do that, huh?" My wings beat at the air. On the upside...his bangs were free.

...

Mine.

"Sorry Yuri." Huh? What was he saying? My arms latched onto his hair and I nuzzled my face into the scent of strawberries and vanilla. Mmm. Home. "I just..can't beleive that my soulmate...Yuri! Atem is-he's!" Hmm? Why is my short stuff giving off such a melancholy aura? Is that...is that sobbing? Ohmigosh! Why the hell wasn't I paying attention?

"Shhh, shhh, shhh. C'mon sweetie, it's gonna be ok, hunny I promise!" I fluttered to his cheek and patted it gently, carfully avoiding the wet saline liquid rolling down from his eyes. "I swear, I'll never let anything hurt you!"

"But Atem is dead! He's my only love an now...!" Oh, my poor Short-stuff. But, couldn't he feel it?

"Yuugi, you don't-"

A shrill ring put me off gaurd. Damn stupid invention the tellyfone. Why humans couldn't make that damn tone less shrill? Short stuff dried his eyes and answered with a sniffle that tore into my heart.

"H-hello?"

I assume the human on the other end answered in rapid fire cause Yuugi's face twisted in confusion and I felt his struggle to keep up.

"Wait, Malik, wait. Note? You found it? Uh, what? Yes, I'm paying attention. No you aren't making-what do you mean by-he who? What? But- that's- you and I both- STOP LYING TO ME DAMMIT!"

There was a pause in which my short stuff sobbed hysterically. Then the voice on the other end started speaking again. "Fine," Yuugi responded to whatever the other said. "I'll listen and I'll gather the gang, but so help me if you're lying to me... Alright. See you then."

Short stuff hung up and curled into a ball on the floor. I fluttered above him, torn between wanting to curl under his hair and comfort him and just letting him be. Humans are such tricky beings to read.

"Malik said he's alive," Yuugi murmered after awhile and I took that as a cue. I shot down and furrowed into his hair, hair that always smelt of vanilla.

"I see. He who?" I sent out some calming waves.

"My- my heartsoul."

I cooed gently as he burst back into hysterics.