Title: Cookies

Inspiration: Don't really remember. I wrote it a few weeks ago and promptly forgot about it. I will tell you that in my head the lunchroom is based off my old school.

Summary: And really, he'd always know his best friend had stupid plans. He'd just never thought they were this stupid.

Pairings: Hinted towards the beginning of AtemuxYuugi

Yuugi shifted nervously for what seemed the billionth time in the last ten minutes. "I don't know Jou..."

His blonde friend just laughed. "Aww, come on Yuge! It's not that hard! And it's totally worth it."

Ever since they'd stepped foot in the lunchroom and Jou had spotted the lunch ladies at the check out handing out cookies, he'd been trying to convince his younger friend that it was the best idea ever to flirt with the lunchlady for an extra cookie. Which in Yuugi's opinion was the stupidest idea ever.

Unfortunately the blond never actually listened to him.

"Yeah, but Jou..." He tried to come up with some excuse (reason had already tried and failed) and finally landed on the most obvious flaw in the plan. "I don't even know how to flirt with someone."

That seemed to stop Jou for a minute and Yuugi silently cheered him success. His happiness was short lived however because the next moment Jou was continuing on like it was no big deal. "It's not that hard. You just gotta... flirt with her. It's not rocket science. Besides, it'll be good practice for the actual girls." He paused. "Or guys in your case I suppose."

Yuugi felt his face heat up and tried to ignore how it made his friend laugh. "I just don't want to Jou."

"You're great at games, right? Well this is a game."

"Jou."

"Come on Yuge. I know you, you can never back down from a challenge."

"I hate you." Yuugi muttered as they walked forward in line. "I really hate you."

Jou just grinned. "Which is why you love me so much."

"And you're an idiot." He continued. "Who makes no logical sense."

He followed behind Jou picking up food as he went and glaring at the taller's back even though he knew the other couldn't see.

Finally with a grin his best friend stepped up to pay and Yuugi followed, going to the next open register.

And froze.

Because the lunch lady wasn't an old lady. It wasn't even a lady. The boy sitting there couldn't have been much older than he was. And he was hot. Out of the corner of his eye he could see a laughing Jou urging him on with a grin. He was going to kill his best friend. And it was going to be a very bloody death.

"Can I help you little one?"

Normally the nickname would have made him angry, but right now he just felt his face heat up further as he stumbled forward. He had to put his pin number in twice because he'd messed it up the first time. He could practically feel the other's amused gaze on him and he was sure his face was crayon red by now.

"Have a good day, Yuugi."

Yuugi was suprised he was even able to manage the stuttered 'you too' that he did. Because suddenly there was a hand on his and a peice of paper was slipped into his hand. As soon as the other pulled away Yuugi made a mad dash towards his best friend. Sitting down safely at the lunch table (safely because there were enough people filled tables in the way to block any sight of the registers), he turned to glare at Jou. "You-"

"Shit." The other cut him off. "He must have really liked you, he gave you three cookies!"

Rolling his eyes at the blond he ignored his friend in favor of unfolding the paper the other had given him. His best friend was a lost cause anyway.

If he thought his face couldn't get any redder he was proved wrong when he saw what was written on the paper.

'Call me?' was written in hurried script next to what was unmistakenly a phone number.

"Hey, what's that?"

The paper was ripped out of his hands and if he had been thinking straight he would have hurriedly taken back before the blond could do any more damage. But as it was he was too busy stairing at the table in shock.

It was a good thirty seconds before he looked back over at his friend. Blinking at the phone in his hands. "Who are you texting?"

"Hmm?" The taller boy looked up, quickly slinding the note onto the table next to his short friend and hoping he didn't notice he'd still had it. "Just Honda."

"Ah." Yuugi replied, picking up his fork and poking at what he thought was supposed to be mac and cheese for a moment before giving up and grabbing a cookie. At least one good thing had come out of this. Because despite the questionable edibleness of all the other food, the school cafateria made damn good cookies.

XxXx

Atemu groaned as he finally stepped out into the fresh air, glad to be out of the stuffy cafeteria. Who ever had come up with the great idea of making him help out in the cafateria as punishment for skipping class with his friends (again) deserved to die a terrible death. Seriously.

Flipping open his phone he frowned when he saw a text from some number he didn't recognize. He opened it anyways, grinning after he did so.

'Yuge's too shy to do anything about the number you gave him, so I will. Here's his cell number. YOU call HIM. '

He laughed, quickly saving the number into his contacts list and typing a reply.

'Thanks, I will'

Maybe, he thought as he headed towards his fourth hour class, being forced to help at lunch wasn't that bad.

[A/N] I'm still not sure if I like it or not, but whatever. This took me so long to post because I couldn't decide if it should end there or not. Part of me wanted to have to end it there, part of me wanted to delete the last part, and part of me wanted to go on. Only I didn't know what else to write and I got sick of thinking about it, so here you go. Please review and tell me what you think.