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He began to descend the ladder. What the Hell was he thinking?

"Did you want to see him?" the man asked.

Yugi held up a hand. "Just wait a minute. I'll be right back," he said as calmly as possible. Inside, he was seething. How dare he come here while he was working! Still, it was rather...flattering that he came looking for him.

Yugi's mind went back and fourth from flattery to anger so many times that he didn't even realize it when he came downstairs and into the lobby full of couches and tables.. Yami stood beside the open door, his arms crossed over his chest. He smirked when Yugi walked in.

He stayed quiet as he watched Yugi look around the room with a confused look on his face. He was even cuter than he remembered. Maybe it was just his confused look that made him appear that way. Either way, the sight of Yugi made Yami happy and calm. Though he didn't want to feel that way, he liked it. He'd never persued anyone before, he was the one being persued. He knew he would still get his way in the end. He stepped out from behind the door.

"You are a hard man to reach," he said.

Yugi jumped a good foot in the air and spun around. A look of surprise stayed on his face as he debated wheather to smile or scowl. He finally decided on a pout. Yami drooled at it.

"What are you doing here? I was busy," Yugi said in a stern voice.

Yami shrugged. "I need someone to show me around town," he insisted.

"Look, it's been two days since you came here. You obviously had someone help you up to this point."

Yami shook his head. "I didn't have any help."

Yugi raised his eyebrows. "So you followed me?" he asked.

Yami nodded. Yugi threw his arms up in the air. Again, the feeling of flattery passed over him right along with the wave of rage.

"You had no right to follow me!" he yelled.

"Here me out," Yami said. "I watched which way you headed after you left the gas station. I got a job at the burger place two blocks over. I went through those yellow pages and found you right away. But you know the rules of waiting a while." He smirked.

"Well, you wasted your time finding me for whatever twisted purpose you had in your head," Yugi said.

"Who says me liking you is a bad thing?"

Yugi almost jumped out of his skin but decided on a glare. "You what?" he cried. "Everyone who has morals will think it's a bad thing!"

"Do you think it's a bad thing?" Yami asked, his eyes getting soft.

Yugi stuttered for a moment, his lips getting numb. "You are disrupting my work..." he said. "Of course it's a problem if I can't get anything done around here."

Yami nodded. "Yeah, sorry about that, but I didn't know what you did or when you do it."

"I-I'm a photographer," Yugi answered. "We have a website here."

Yami nodded. "Hey, you wanna, you know, go get a bite to eat?"

Yugi's mood went right back to anger in an instant. It came so fast he didn't even have time to stop it.

"What the Hell? You think you can walk in here with your badass attitude, find out one thing about me and then you ask me out? It's guys like you that made me stop dating in the first place."

"So you are gay?" Yami asked.

Yugi scoffed. "Is it any of your business? I never said that!"

"But you said guys," Yami said.

"Just people in general okay?" Yugi yelled, his pout creeping onto his face again.

Yami drooled and quickly licked his lips to catch it. Yugi of course, noticed and glared for real.

"See that! That's what I'm talking about! You city boys are all the same!" He turned to the stairs.

"Yugi, please, don't go! I can't help what I feel. Trust me, it happend all at once. But, I feel like...I might more than like you. When you walked into the store..." he couldn't go on. His words were probably hurting his case more than helping him. "I don't want anything more from you now than to just spend time with you."

"Oh yeah, doing what?" Yugi asked.

Yami found himself at a loss for words. He mentally slapped himself for it.

"Just...come to lunch with me?" he asked.

Yugi stepped onto the first stair. "I'd rather not," he muttered. He began to head back up.

"Yugi!"

He turned around, which was a surprise to both men.

"Just know, I'm not leaving until we talk."

"We just did."

Yugi made sure that his steps were heard and that he slammed the door at the top. Sure, he like Yami, but he couldn't risk it. He couldn't risk getting into something he couldn't stop and then be left hanging.

He could picture it. They would fall in love. He'd be happy and so in love that he would let Yami take him out to a bar one night, and they'd head back to Yugi's place and probably make love. Then Yugi would wake up in the morning and find Yami gone and he'd be left sitting in bed crying.

Yami was a drifter, it was bound to happen.

But still...Yugi probably already loved him.

Downstairs...

Yami waited five minutes in the lobby before heading outside. He walked back to the restrant and sat down at one of the outside tables. He twirled around the straw inside of the drink he had ordered for Yugi earlier. He's expected him to say yes, but it was harder than Yami had anticipated.

He let out a long sigh and glanced around the downtown street. He raised his eyebrows when he looked straight accross the street. He smiled. He hadn't noticed that flower store before.

He ran accross the street and ordered a bouquet of red roses. Not very original, but they were for Yugi and no one else. They were a gift to show his feelings. He hoped Yugi would see that.

He crept back inside the photography lobby and set the bouquet on the desk in the corner. He grabbed a pen and wrote his message on the card. He kissed one of the flowers and tiptoed to the top of the stairs, placing the roses at the top. He quietly exited the building and headed off to work.

"Atemu! Why are you late?" his boss snapped when he arrived.

Yami just shrugged.

Love, he thought.

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Hehe, I'm wathcin an AMV with a lemon doujinshi on it! Anywho, that's that for this chapter! I had an absolutely great time at camp! My teachers were so great and I learned a little something about style and other stuff. Now I'm home with my parents... So make me feel better by reviewing! Thanks again!