Notes: AU
Summary: It was after midnight. Who could be calling at this hour?
Lips of An Angel
It was passed midnight when the phone rang. Anzu had just got into the shower, home late after a long day at work. Atem was already in bed, trying to relax, finding no relief. The cell phone on the table next to the bed suddenly lit up and began to vibrate. Atem, confused at who could be calling at such a late hour, answered right away. He was surprised to hear Yugi Motou on the other end. He hadn't heard from him in months.
"Atem." Something was wrong. It was in his voice. Atem fought down the tug in his chest that started at the familiar sound of Yugi's voice.
"What's wrong?" Atem asked, glancing over his shoulder at the bathroom door.
"Ah, nothing really. I was just wondering-"
Atem sighed, cutting him off. His voice was strained when he replied, "Yugi, you know it's not a good idea for us to see each other."
"Why not?"
"It's just not." It was too painful. It already felt like some demon was drawing his claws down Atem's chest, ripping his heart to shreds...again.
"Please, Atem, I made a mistake. I realize that now. Why are you whispering like that?"
"Anzu is in the next room. She's still a little pissed at you."
"Why?" Because you broke my heart.
"No reason really. You're the ex. I guess." There was a silence. "Does he know you're talking to me?"
"I don't know. Maybe." Yugi said, trying to sound indifferent.
"Have you been fighting again, or something?"
Yugi's voice was shaky when he replied. "I love you. I can't deny it anymore."
He closed his eyes. Now it felt like someone had just punched him in the stomach. Why the hell couldn't Yugi have said that six months ago? Why now, suddenly, out of the blue, call your ex-lover and confess you still have feelings for them? Atem had wanted Yugi to know it had went much deeper than just sex for him, but he was afraid Yugi would panic and break his heart. Being cautious had not saved him in the end, of course, but it still wasn't fair. If he had known Yugi felt the same way-but isn't that how it always goes? It was such a bad cliche.
He had picked up his shattered heart and moved on.
"I'm sorry. You should try to work things out with Bakura, or if you can't, get away from him. We had our chance and it just didn't work."
"Atem." Yugi suddenly burst into tears.
It had always worked for him. Atem admitted he had spoiled Yugi a bit. No one could resist his tears. Could his indifference now mean he didn't need Yugi anymore? Or had he just grown cold-hearted?
No, that wasn't it at all. He really did still care about Yugi. But what about Anzu? He had just told her he loved her, and she had said it back. He couldn't just desert her. Atem suddenly heard a voice in the background on the other end of the phone. Then the water in the shower turned off.
Atem spoke as kindly as he could now. He didn't want to upset him any more than necessary. "Honey, I've got to go. Are you going to be okay?"
Yugi sniffed. "Yeah."
"I want to always be here for you, but I meant what I said."
"Alright. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called-"
"It's alright." They said their goodbyes and Atem was replacing the phone on the table just as Anzu opened the bathroom door and stumbled into the room.
"Who was that?" She asked as she climbed into bed beside him. Atem rolled closer to her and kissed her shoulder.
"Just a wrong number."
Paladin: Alright, my first pro-Anzu fic.! (Well, my first in a long, long, long time.) I hope it wasn't too bad. It was just dribble to a song after all.
Thanks for reading. Got 2 go 2 class B4 I'm late:D
