I think summer is the perfect season.

The brightness, the colour, the warmth… I respond to summer like I do no other season. And if I told you that it's because it reminds me of my home-land, Egypt, I lied to you.

It's because it reminds me of him.

The bright light shining through the windows every morning is reflected in his eyes, but it's not just the sun. He is bright person, an eternal optimist, and yet, like summer showers, he still takes me by surprise with his determination and his strength.

Summer storms come and go, with the same speed as they did back in Egypt. The suddenness of the storms match his passion as he duels, the intent look on his eyes not dissimilar to intensity of the rain, the clarity of his soul similar to the clear summer skies, still as blue as I remember.

I think summer is the perfect season.

But it will never be as perfect as he is.

Who'd have known that getting your own body would lead to so many problems? Obviously, not so much in my own time, but in the age of my hikari things just get confusing.

Especially with the technology.

I mean, magic was working perfectly fine… what was the need to go around harnessing the power of lightning and putting it into such peculiar, alien entities, like that god-damn toaster-thing that I swear is trying to kill me?

The power to harness the lightning.

It's quite an amazing feat, really. Electricity. Flowing through the wires and the cables, over our heads and under our feet. Modern man has tamed the skies. But there is still volts of it flying around loose, in the sky, around us. Volts of invisible power/

And they seem to band together to send shockwaves down my spine whenever Yugi gets too close for comfort.

Could I be more pathetic? I STILL have not got used to the awkward physical moments between us. Come on, we shared a body for years, and can you really believe that there wasn't uncomfortable situations in those years? There is only so much you can hide from your other half, the person you share a body and mind with, after all.

At least I've managed to keep the fact that I can't keep my eyes of my hikari under wraps.

And now my hikari enters the living room, grinning broadly, his puppy-dog eyes bright and his cheeks slightly flushed. By Ra, he's adorable. He's been out with Ryou all day, discussing things that I'm not allowed to know about, apparently. I was annoyed when Yugi first told me that, but I found it rather amusing when Bakura called, looking for the whereabouts of his light. I took great pleasure in informing the yami that I did not know where Ryou was, he was out with Yugi doing things that we were not allowed to know about. It's almost worth Yugi doing that if I can listen to more shocked silences on the phone.

Bakura's an idiot if he thought he was hiding his feelings for his light.

It's elementary, really. The bond between dark and light is far too strong to ignore.

I'm in the hallway, smiling to myself, when I remember the song.

It's been in my head all day, one of those annoying times that you don't know the song, you don't know the tune, and all you can remember is a few strings of the words. But I've remembered where I heard it now- someone was playing it off their phone before class today.

You can take me where you will
Up the creek and through the mill
All the things you can't explain
Four seasons in one day

Those few lines remind me of Yami, which is probably why I remembered them. Because I will follow him anywhere, as I have tried to prove to him in the past. And how do you prove a point to someone that doesn't know you are trying to prove a point to them?

I don't know.

I really don't.

I walk in the living room, grinning from ear to ear. And why am I so happy? Because I'm spending the evening with Yami, and despite the fact that it's only time spent going over strategies for our deck, it's still time alone with him and to see him, his eyes bright with enjoyment as his forehead creases up in a slight frown of concentration.

My god, I love our strategy sessions.

He's looking at me curiously now, probably because I'm stood just in the door way, grinning at nothing. I probably look insane… mind you though, Ryou doesn't seem to mind Bakura being insane, so perhaps not all hope is lost.

"Ready?"

I nodded, and I sat down on the sofa, Yami sitting down next to me. Is it just me, or is he sitting closer to me than normal?

I reach out for our deck, and brush Yugi's knee in the process. I bite my lip, pretending nothing happened, but I am pleased to see that his face has flushed ever so slightly. Maybe that has something to do with the fact that he has just come in, out of the cold outdoors, but I can dream, right?

I lean over the desk, head bent, crouched over, and I sort the deck out into piles- trap cards, magic cards and monster cards, all the time trying to ignore the presence next to me, who is now leaning over the table, mimicking my own stance. I find it difficult to breathe as he leans in close, our shoulders touching, and the skin there warm from contact.

Our knees brush, and I try to ignore it, but I have a feeling that I might be blushing. The physical contact points are warm, as are my cheeks, and I get the feeling that any minute now I'm going to start grinning idiotically,

Looking up at Yugi, I see that he's staring at our touching knees, his cheeks pink, almost as if he has a fever, and his eyes are bright with… with what?

It's unbearable, being so close to him. I wasn't daydreaming- he is sitting closer than normal. I know I should move away, but to be perfectly honest I don't want to. I can't avert my eyes to the cards- they seem transfixed on his leg.

How can anyone bear being so close to the person that they can't resist? How does Joey do it everyday, as he and Kaiba end up nose to nose, yelling at each other about things that neither one of them can remember… their rivalry has gone on so long no one can even remember what it was about, let alone them.

I can't even remember where along the road Joey fell for him, because his actions never changed, they still argue and shout more than anyone else I know.

"Yugi? Are you okay? You look a little flushed..."

I dragged my eyes away and stared into his, smiling. He was worrying about me, when he should have been focusing on Duel Monsters?

"What?"

Okay, something is seriously up with him. As far as I can tell, he was staring at our legs, looking as red as he did when he walked in on Devlin and the Wheeler girl that time, and then completely zoned out.

What's up with him? Normally the only thing we ever talk about is Duel Monsters when we are doing strategy sessions. I place my hand against his forehead, but it doesn't seem that much warmer than normal.

I stare down at him, frowning slightly in confusion. He's still smiling at me as well, but it's a contented smile, and my god, it's cute.

My thoughts were cut off as I realise how close I've leant in, and I really do blush this time. He stares at me, and all of a sudden I stop wishing that the ground would swallow me and realise that I don't want to move away at all. I lean in a little closer, and give him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

He pulls back quickly, and he's blushing even more now. I know that I'm beaming. Not smiling coolly, or smirking in a come-hither way- I'm beaming a massive grin of embarrassingly large proportions.

But to be honest, as he leans in and kisses me again, this time on the lips, I really couldn't care just how much of an idiot I look.

He doesn't seem to care, anyway

He wraps one arm around my neck, using the other to prop himself up. My arms wrap themselves around the small of his back, our bodies pushed together. I can't get close enough to him. He pulls away, and smiles down at me.

I notice that he's perfected the cool smile that I so wish I had.

He leans in again, and nuzzling my cheek with his nose, he runs his hands through my hair, and kisses me again, softly, on the lips. I murmur, no specific words, just emotions that can't be held down, and bury my face into his shoulder.