Hey everyone! I know we left you at quiet the cliff hanger. I'll just call this the climax of the beginning. Some of you will flip out, some of you will come to my house trying to kill me, and some of you are going to say. "OMG I freakin' knew it! And well,...the rest of you are just going to stare at your screen and then look at my user name as you say 'who the heck if this author,are they insane!?'

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Chapter 7: The Spider King, for real!?

Bakura's POV

Didn't that damn pipsqueak say he was practically heading out of the house before I got here? Why isn't he out yet? I'd been sitting there for ten bloody minutes!

I swung the car door open roughly and hopped out of my red van, heading into the creep-fest of a house to confront the little shrimp; feeling even more pissed than I had before I got here. Yugi had the absolute nerve to wreck Akefia and I's plans for All Hallows Eve by coming to this bloody house, alone, and right before it had gotten dark outside! This kid would not be getting off easy, he'd be lucky if we didn't hang him on the flag pole for the club by his underwear naked! His ass was grass.

My fist pounded on the heavy oak wood doors of the manor vigorously, echoing inside and outside as thought I were playing the piano. "Shrimp! We don't have all day, get your ass out here!" My thick baritone accent rung out trying to gain the little ones attention from the inside. He was still in there and I could tell. His bright flashlight was clear as day through the window and I could see his lunch on the table. This didn't give me any sort of relief though, it only fueled my fire of anger to the peeks of my being.

He'd been having a jolly time here while Akefia and I had to explain to the others how to do the damn decorations just the way Yugi had drawn it up, and since they all looked like confused idiots it only reminded me of why we had asked Yugi and not one of those imbeciles.

"Yugi open up!" I yelled louder, not being let in on my first hundred knocks. Then something clicked in me. This place was abandoned, I could just open the bloody door myself. With little delay, I grabbed the handle of the old house yanked at it to open the door.

Ca-chink!

Broodingly holding the severed handle in hand I glared daggers at the door. Growling in frustration I flung the useless metal into the bushes and lifted my leg to kick the heavy door open with all my might. Impact with the door hurt like hell but it got the job done. The door burst back into the house and slammed against the back wall, the only thing lighting the space beyond was the boy's flashlight.

Cautious as ever, I came into the house slowly, not making any sudden movements. Though I don't think it mattered since the floors creaked tauntingly every time I stepped down. I looked around scanning the place for Yugi's small form anywhere in the room. His absence was unnerving and even more so when I'd spoken to the boy only minutes ago.

"Alright Shrimp, stop playing around, we have to go." I yelled out into the space, listening for the boy's footsteps.

Nothing.

Knowing very well I couldn't just leave him out here I sighed and walked farther into house; and the farther I went the colder it got. I shivered in my police outfit and headed for the stairs, praying he was somewhere up there, but also praying that he was really close by. Something wasn't right about this hows, he could feel it deep in his core and on the surface too.

When I finally got the stairs, passing a rat carcass on the way, I stopped immediately and my jaw dropped to th hardwood. Without thinking I began running up half the stairs, swearing are cursing frequently before I knelt down and lifted Yugi's body to lay on my lap. His eyes were shut in an unatural way, making him look half asleep half awake and his mouth hung open with no resistance. Not knowing exactly what to do I shook him and prayed he'd wake up." Yugi? Yugi get up!" The boy barely breathed in my arms and my loud tone. And hands began to shake and I held his head and gave it a shake. "Oi! This is not the time to be playing around." I laughed nervously feeling a slight ache inside me when the boy still wouldn't respond.

Please don't be dead...Oh my Ra they're going to kill me.

I bent my head down to his lips and checked for breathing; but not even a whistle of breath went past my ear. I put two of my fingers to his neck and checked his pulse, sitting in the silence with growing apprehension. My mahogany eyes began to widen when I didn't feel anything...oh god no...

...thumpa...

I let out a huge sigh of relief having held my breath for more than a minute's time; but my relief was short-lived. Yugi was slipping fast, I had to get him to a hospital or something. I defiantly couldn't call the police because I didn't know how this had happened, I'd be a suspect, and I was already a wanted thief. I needed help, someone who could handle this shit without the police batting an eyelash at this place.

I took out my phone and unlocked it, searching through my contacts like a mad man. When I found the perfect egotistical suspect to do the job I hit call, put the cell phone in the crook of my neck, hold it to my ear, and then picked Yugi's body up bridal style. I was practically jogging to the door when the phone connected after the third ring and I heard the groan of my weary acquaintance.

"What the hell do you want?" Typical. I maneuvered Yugi's body through the door and down the steps, heading straight for the side door of my car.

"Seto, I need you to meet me at Domino Hospital as soon as possible."

"Why, did you get a splinter? You need me to hold your hand while they pull it out?" I growled into the phone, ignoring the comment for a moment and saying the only thing that might catch his attention.

"It's Yugi...I think he's dying."

Yami's POV

I breathed a sigh of relief when the man finally left with Yugi's body in tow. Unknown to the man known as Bakura, I hadn't killed Yugi, he was just in a deep sleep that would last the sufficiency of a month. It'd been perfectly necessary. Although, perhaps rolling his body down the stairs was a little much...No matter, I'd see Yugi again. When? I didn't know; but Yugi would pop up here in no time. And this time I wouldn't feel that mind-blowing urge to mutilate him with my hunger for his life-giving sap.

I'd grown spoiled and needy over the years, like a child who wanted their mother's love and affecting twenty-four/seven. I needed Yugi, I craved the kind boy like I craved the blood of every human that walked through that door. That go-to attitude that wavered from him like perfume, and those sweet cherry lips I'd had the pleasure of indulging in; they were only presents under a tree that I'd been waiting for forever.

I shook my head slightly at this, feeling my eyes shift back to the place Yugi and I had kissed; the memory of the whole scene making my face flush a red as bright as my own eyes. I'd only meant to get the poison to instill in his body the fastest way I knew how; I hadn't actually meant to let myself get caught up in that boy's lips. It was like a drug and I'd wanted it more than the boy's tempting flesh; and that was just plain strange.

I'd never been attracted to other boys when I was alive, no girls either, and it was mainly because of my being kept away from the outside world. But now that Yugi was here it was like all of my pent-up attractions had burst out of me, making me do things I'd probably regret one day.

I was still hopeful though that Yugi would see it my way. If I was lucky enough, maybe he'd hear me out and I could explain why I did what I did...He seemed like a nice person, he also didn't seem like the type to get mad easily; he was open minded enough to come to this place in the first place seeking me out from the gecko wasn't he? That had to mean something. I nodded gently, pulling out of my thoughts.

Suddenly, just down the hall, passed the stair railing and near the fifth stair I heard a soft, pained moan ring out through the room. That one sign of life making my dead heart pump with anticipation. My feet moved before my mind had time to process a good enough speech or plan to get Yugi to see things in a brighter light than fear; but it didn't really matter to me. I was just so tired of being alone and moping all the time, only feeling constant hunger and nothing more except curiosity and wishful thinking. I couldn't wait for such a dull existence to change.

My silent footsteps ghosted over to the place where I'd heard the noise, my speed accelerating only to decelerate a couple feet away. When I turned sharply off the railing to face the stair case, searching through the unnoticeable darkness with my crimson eyes, I could only blink in confusion and hefty amounts of displeasure.

Nothing. No Yugi in sight.

I scratched the back of my head, blinking back the somewhat coy expression I found overlying my face and I stepped up the stairs in a bewildered state. I could have sworn I heard his voice, it was faint but it was there; there was no way I could have imagined that. "Yugi?" I called out in a near murmur, not wanting to be too loud in case I scared him away; or worse, woke another spirit at the sound of his name. For a while, I didn't get a lick of sound. The silence was so thick that if I even decided to drop a pin it'd freeze in mid air, not even the wind threatened to blow. Only utter stillness remained until...

Flap Flap.

An elegant brow raised up to my hairline and I frowned watching the black and white wing flutter on the top step; flapping in plain view for me to see. To say I was curious would have been an understatement. I was transfixed on that one wing that had limply flashed him with its brilliant black outline, white skull like patterns, and large wing span.

I practically tripped over my cloak trying to get up the stairs as fast as my legs would carry me; teleporting not even in my option's list. The floor boards creaked with my enthusiasm and Luna seemed to glow brighter with every step I took. When I finally got to the top I nearly toppled over the boy at my feet with glee. Everything having gone almost exactly as planed.

I had Yugi, his body was safely taken care off, and now the boy could get the answers he came for and survive this place without having me stop him by killing him. And as a treat for myself for such an achievement, now I had a month-long play mate.

Sure the thought of the inadvertent boy leaving me was sad, but I wanted him to go and live his life. Even if it probably ment I'd lose my first love.

Wait...did I just say love? Have I lost my head, I can't love a human! I'm dead, I'm not suppose to love! I smacked myself around a bit getting the though out of my head before looking back at my new companion. His outfit was the same, a black top that fit snuggly around his torso, a skirt that look almost too good on him, and knee-high combat boots; the only thing different about him was that, his once mechanically moving wings, were now moving freely with extremely life-like Halloween print noticeably moving about. The eyes of the skulls moved, and their raggidy teeth clacked and smiled at me, even though the scary sights were still only 2-D.

But there was something...wrong. His wings were suppose to spread and flap or lay against his back, but they seemed to be doing a drunken dance around his body. One wiggling at its tips in a provocative way, while the other wobbled against the floor. I tilted my head at the sight and began kneeling next to him, taking a closer look. Had they not developed right or something? Did bending the metal inside his wings have anything to do with how they materialized when he transformed into an out of body spirit? How could I fix something like that?

I blinked at his wings while they spazzed out and then took a swift glance at Yugi's face. He didn't look at all uncomfortable...but even as he lay there he looked tense. Like there were just heaps of stress sinking into his limbs and grabbing hold of him, tossing him around unseen, and refusing to let go.

As an idea wormed its way into my brain I smirked. After tossing the pros and cons around in my head, I figured it was worth a shot and put my plan in motion.

Making up my mind, I carefully slid my hand under Yugi, just right above his hip, and rolled him over so that he was on his back. He was surprisingly light so it didn't take much before his wings were dropping and wiggling on either side of him, struggling to stay still. After waiting a bit, studying his conciousness, I figured it was safe to proceed. I stood up gracefully and hopped one leg over Yugi's torso before turning to face his head and kneel down; straddling the boy's back.

I rubbed both my hands together nervously, not knowing if my touch to another spirit would be cold or not. I'd never really touched any other ghosts before; they showed up on so few occasions it wasn't likely I'd ever talk to or see them again.

After it seemed like I'd warmed my hands enough, I leaned forward onto him and I rubbed the crease between his wings and shoulder blades, massaging the muscles there to get them relaxed. I used to do this for my father when he'd get tense and demand that I do such for him. I realized, as I grew older, that it was because he was stressed.

I snorted aloud rolling my eyes. "Like he had anything to stress about...that mad man sat at a desk all day." I skepticized rubbing deeper into the boy's back, searching out every knot like a spy searching for secrets. To say there were a lot was an understatement; his back felt like he'd carried a bag of bricks on his shoulders. But every time I swept my hands between his shoulder blades the boy's body would relax more, letting me get in even further.

I kept at this for a while loosening every tight string I found and checking Yugi's wings. Unfortunately, they didn't seem to reflect the same behavior as his body, despite how relaxed the boy felt underneath me. They kept doing that same intoxicated Foxtrot around him and the skulls seemed to laugh at my attempts to calm them. The fact the boy had wings that worked was a marvel to me, but their intolerance with my efforts was simply annoying. The mere thought of the skulls laughing at me all night nearly gave me a head ache; and I was dead!

Just when I was ready to give up and wait for the boy to rouse himself, giving his back one more turn at the base of his wing, I heard the most faint of moans, and felt the soft vibration of it under my hands. My brow immediately rose at the strange noise and I leaned down to listen as I repeated the action. "Mmmm..." I eyes blinked quickly at this, feeling a slight warm feeling come over me at this peculiar sound; the low tenor sound of his voice making my hands twitch and want to continue to produce more of that sound.

But I stopped and took my hands away, eyeing his wings. They still weren't moving right, they weren't even close. They just kept flapping in front of me, taunting me, and making me want to grab them. The skulls winked at me invitingly and their toothy smiles spread thin, almost anticipating my actions before I even knew what I'd do next. However, It didn't take me long to find out, because my hand shot out in front of me before I even knew what hit me.

My slim fingers rubbed the slick wings between them, testing the foundation. It was smooth, soft, and it felt more welcoming than I'd thought it to be before. The way the tip curled around my fingers, I'd have thought it liked my touch; but wings didn't think...could they? Unconsciously, my fingers began stroking the smoothness of the black ends and I smiled. "So beautiful..." I whispered in a coo, lifting the wing to my lips to kiss it before I knew what I was doing.

Yugi moaned again but louder this time and he curled his hands underneath his head, in a more comfortable position. I rose my brow again, not removing my lips from his wing. Instead, I placed another peck next to the first and then another. Receiving an appreciative and approving moan from the boy as a reward. Before long, I was stroking Yugi's wing into submission, finding that they calmed the more I went. As soon as I felt his wings give in for good in their satisfied glow I freed Yugi of my services and pulled my hands away from him.

But, the owner of said appendages roused when the peace treaty was broken; given the fact I was no longer treating him. "No...don't stop..." murmured the disappointed voice. It was soft, and sleepy, but I heard it as clear as the day birds flying away from my home. I gave Yugi a warm smile, but did not move to continue. If the boy should wake, he'd most likely wake up screaming curses at me for making him like this.

I didn't regret it though. The voice in my head had stopped for now, I wasn't hungrily craving his blood splattered over my hands, so, I was perfectly content with receiving some of his anger. I hushed him softly, a smile on my face that was nothing but absolute joy.

Making a job of stumbling off the boy and scooping him up, keeping his wings out of the way so that they didn't bruse, I hugged him to my chest and snuggled him as hard as I dared and I began to hum a little, letting my giddiness get the best of me. "My angel...I am sorry, but if I keep going I'm going to kiss you again for being so cute..." I whispered quietly, thinking he couldn't hear me.

But, I suppose there's a first time for everything.

Yugi's body stirred in my arms, his slim body curling and stretching so fluently I could feel the muscles and the bone of his ribs against my forearm. I blinked slightly, a confused frown on my face; as though I'd woken from a dream like state. I lifted my head up and gazed down at the discomfort on the little ones face with mild excitement. But as soon as the boy's thick long lashes began to flutter, the panic finally set it.

My crimson eyes went wide and I practically wriggled around in place with an uncomfortable foreboding tremor. My arms wanting to flat-out drop the boy while my mind chided my poor limps and told me to keep my grip firm or I'd regret it.

Carefully, but with post-haste, I spun Yugi around to face me and let his back lean against the stair railing pillars, neatly placing his body like a porcelain-doll. Afterwards, to cover up my tracks, I used my eight extra appendages to scuttle away from him as quick as possible before I tucked them away and the scene was none the wiser.

When large amethyst orbs began peaking around the corner of dream land to look at me I gave a sheepish grin and kept still. Given the way Yugi's eyes seemed to scan me hazily without interest I could tell the boy was still half sleep, the way he smacked his lips together to salivate his tongue told me all I needed to know.

For a moment I just sat there, watching him try to wake himself up with tiny stretches and movements, his back making small popping noises as he went. I began to think, as I watched the scene with interest. After waking up, a human is at their weakest state of mind and that's when they're the most vulnerable. For Ra's sake I could have stolen at the least three more kisses from him before he was fully awake and even after that any slow physical harm he might've done to me wouldn't have left even a bruise.

Pervert. The voice in my head stated bluntly, making my smile fall. For once, it had a point. I was literally salivating over this boy and I didn't know a thing about him yet; definitely a pervert zone.

While I was having my little inner battle I didn't notice Yugi lay down and go back to sleep until I shook my head at my silly notions and glanced up. My mouth gaped open slightly and my brows creased in awe and confusion. The boy had merely stretched and yawned himself back to sleep. But, this wouldn't do, he had to get up. "Yugi...Yugi...YUGI!" I hissed his name softly trying to get him out of dream land; my form creeping forward to shake the boy's shoulder. And yet, he only pushed my hand away and snuggled into the floor more.

"No...I'm waiting for the masseuse to come back..." He explained tiredly in a gentle wing beat voice. I blinked at him for a minute, trying to get at the least the gist of what he was saying. But, I found my self at a complete loss for common knowledge.

"What?"

"I dreamt that someone gave me a really good massage...and you woke me up. So, I'm going back to sleep." He said tiredly, still not wanting the weight of the world to hit him full force. My eyes blinked into an understanding width and then narrowed softly as a smirk came to my face. "Oh really? Did it feel something like this?" I asked softly, rubbing my hand down his wing before pressing my fingers down into his shoulder blade and swirling the fingers on his back. I heard him emit a choked moan before his eyes popped open.

I could see the puzzle pieces clicking in his head through his eyes, but I kept rubbing his back, deciding to remain blissfully unaware of the rage to come. In any situation such as this, which is technically kidnapping, the first response is usually hostility, so I had to be ready for it. Not even Luna could help me with this.

I kept massaging the boy's back, getting all the knots that'd formed up again as I waited patiently for his response. It couldn't be that hard to come to a conclusion could it? When was he going to start screaming and running from me, calling me a monster? It was a natural human response. Heck, I might even do the same thing if the situation was reversed. What was taking him so long?

"—me." I blinked out of my thoughts when I heard the tail end of something Yugi had murmured to the ground.

"Come again?" I asked softly, easing my hand off the boy's back, trying to create the least amount of discomfort possible at the moment.

Yugi turned slowly to face me, his blond bangs shielding part of his face with a light shadow and his lips acting as nothing but a thin line. Then, I saw those violet orbs finally released from their captive's hold, watching me with slight disappointment and anger. But really, I didn't mind, I figured he'd be angry with me; it wasn't rocket science. "You kissed me." He repeated just a bit louder than before, but I caught it this time, not wanting him to yell at me.

Just the mention of the incident got my cheeks glowing a light pink and avoiding eye contact with the boy. I took a swallow to clear my throat and stall for time; but eventually I just nodded my head.

Yugi sighed and began to get up, making me scoot back a bit to give him room to pull into a crisscross sitting position in front of me. I could see his wings touching his arms in very physically alive ways, but the boy didn't take note of any of it, he just gave me that knowing look, like he was keeping a secret he knew I wanted. I gave him a curious crimson once over, watching a flustered frown slowly come to his face while he stared right back at me. Then his face softened and he folded his arms. "You know it's rude to steal someone's first kiss right? I think you should apologize." Yugi stated more than suggestive as he gave me a stern look, eyes glaring at me expectantly, lips set in a hard line, just so as his tone got deeper and more adult like.

I blinked at him and tilted my head to the side. I hadn't expected him to be so bold, so daring, it made me think of my father and my mother and how long it'd been since I heard someone talk to me like that. It felt strange, but none the less I hesitantly gave him a half-hearted apology. I did want to apologize, and I knew it was wrong; but I didn't regret doing it. Not right now anyway. I'd probably feel it later though; these things always had a way of coming back to bite me right in the—

"Apology accepted. Now what exactly did you do to me?" The cherubic boy asked calmly, still giving me that adult like look that didn't really match with his face.

I noted this but answered accordingly. "I made you an outter body spirit so that I wouldn't kill you. I also put you in a coma to make sure you'd be hear for a while." I said truthfully, keeping my eyes on Yugi as I talked.

He frowned at me and I could see the questions screaming from his soul and out of his irises. "Why?" The first question didn't break his composure, though I could see the tough act slowly beginning to crumble and crack like a dam.

I clasped my hands in my lap and sighed. "There are many answers to that—"

"Give me three then." He interjected quickly. Shooing all of my hesitant affairs out the window, like tinier spiders than I out of some's house instead of killing it.

I sighed again, my angel not making things easy for me in the slightest. " I don't want a lot of people investigating this place and I didn't want you to get hurt." I listed, hoping he'd lay off my for a bit so that I could explain the situation further.

But the boy was as stubborn as a rusted nail in ply wood. "And the third?" He asked promptly, making sure he emphasized the last word to let me know he wasn't stupid and hadn't forgot.

I pursed my lips slightly and looked in my lap. My faded black dress pants looking graver than usual as I looked at the torn hole in the knee and narrowed my eyes at my scraped knee. The marking in my flesh, permanent, and forever open to infections I could never catch. I bit my bottom lip and felt imaginary tears prick my eyes as I thought of the many years I'd had to look at the wound, and the one night, when it healed, only to be scrapped to bleeding flesh again before the night was done.

I'd said everything. And I'd ment it. "I was lonely." I whispered, blushed at the shady confession, hiding my face from the boy who's hands I was putting my life into. "You said that you wanted to be my friend didn't you? Said you wanted to keep me company. Were you lying?" I asked skeptically, my tone hushed while my heart sunk.

"...wait...what?" Yugi breathed, sounding taken aback, trying to fit two pieces together that just wouldn't click. I glanced up at him briefly, seeing a desperately confused look on his face, as his amethyst eyes traced my every outline, looking for the answer he couldn't come up with himself.

I decided to give the boy another clue, wanting my questions answered. "Don't play dumb, you should know who I am by now. What happened to you wanting to understand me better and protect me? Don't you still want to do that? Or am I a monster to you too?" I added in the last question with more venom than the rest, holding a grudge over the word monster and not the boy himself. I hated being called a monster, it wasn't my fault this had happened to me.

Yugi let off a short gasp. His amethyst eyes widening as he began backing and edging towards the wall opposite of me. "You're joking right!? You can't be the spider king! The Spider King is suppose to be an adult, you look my age!"

"Well then, I guess stupid humans think ghosts age. I'm thirteen, if I was still alive I'd be...forty? Thirty years of age?" I thought to myself with the slight tapping of my fingers against my chin. "What's the year?" I suddenly asked Yugi, looking straight into his eyes and making him flinch.

"T-two—two thousand-fourteen..." he replied back, quaking slightly against the wall at my intense stare. I really had to stop doing that. He looked like a wet puppy.

At the date given to me I frowned and sighed. "I'd be turning fifty this year, I guess time flies when you have all the time in the world." I shrugged slightly, only seeing this as a minor set back. But, the object of my affections' eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and his mouth gaped at me aimlessly. I tilted my head. "What?" I queried lightly, feeling my mouth twitch with amusement. Yugi was quiet cute with his mix-expression like face. He looked scared, shocked, confused, embarrassed, and amazed at the same time; it only made my heart thump with the hilarity of that of a child.

"Y-you're thirteen!?" He stuttered our, still giving me that disbelieving look as his eyes flickered up and down my person. However, when I nodded and Yugi's cheeks flushed I knew something that he wasn't fully aware of was in action. "You're so young..." The boy whispered softly, avoiding my eyes to the best of his ability. My eyes narrowed in confusion and I crept a little closer; thankfully without the boy noticing.

"Aren't you the same age—" I began, not seeing a thing wrong with this simple fact. Why did my age matter anyway? Didn't he just hear me say I was at least fifty? Plus, wasn't the fact that I was the Spider King a lot more interesting?

The boy turned his desperate, disapproving eyes at me and the deep vengeful look in his eyes made me flinch with the sudden urge to hide. "I'm sixteen! For the love of Ra it's not my fault that I can't grow!" He yelled, pleading his case firmly and without yield. I nodded my head in agreement, though my eyes were still wide. The tone Yugi used with me was more mature than usual and it sent a shiver down my spine. I didn't know whether the sound was pleasant or not, but it made my cheeks hot and I quickly apologized for my quick judgment.

"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to confuse your age with my own so quickly based on your height. It wont happen again, I promise." I bowed my head at Yugi giving him my most humble apology affectively calming him down enough to stop glaring at me.

"You'd better be," He huffed at me, apparently still slightly insulted. "Now that that's settled, how are you the Spider King? Isn't the Spider King suppose to be like...thirty?" He asked softly, the turbulence in his voice letting me know he was hesitant on finding out.

A perfectly arched eyebrow rose into my blood stained hair-line. "Would you like me to prove it?" I asked humorously, watching his eyes become wide and innocent one again when I slowly lift my hand. I really couldn't do much harm just by only lifting my hand, so I nearly burst into laughter when Yugi shook his head madly. I covered my amusement half way with a smirk while my hand fell back into my lap. "Alright, I don't have to prove myself physically." I clarified, scooting a bit closer so that I was within grabbing distance of the teen. Not that I'd grab him or anything; he gad nowhere to run to, and if he ran, I'd find him.

"I've been following you through the house, the door you came to was not mine, but I followed you there as well," my crimson eyes flirted over Yugi's with a humorous glint. " And, I heard everything." Yugi blushed softly at this, his tough guy act failing him as he tried to cover up his embarrassment. "...but then you got into some trouble, I saved you, then I was going to leave you alone. So, technically, you did this to yourself, by running after me, calling me cute, and giving me company when I haven't had anyone there for me even when I was alive. So I'm going to blame you for your misfortune." Yugi opened his mouth to protest; but I quickly held a finger to his lips, not wanting to be interrupted. "But, you can blame me for getting handsy and turning you into a form of hybrid ghost like me. That was also part the reason why I kissed you." I admitted sorrowfully, having the guilt lash at me with thrilled vices.

It was his life and I was taking it away from him, and for that I felt sorry. "When your consciousness begins to awaken, you can either go back to your life, with your friends and your family and live your life however you wish, all of your memories from now 'til then will be kept in tact; which gives you the right away to tell on me and get me killed for what I've done to you. Or, you may stay here, with me. For now, I just want a friend for a month. I wont harm you, touch you, or kiss you without your permission. Well," I fumbled slightly scratching the back of my head and coming up with some blood. "I'm not going to hurt you even if you ask me to but, your boundaries are my own." I restated, chuckling softly as I tried to ease some of the tension in the air.

But Yugi just seemed to stare at me, the fear in his eyes dissipating and the confusion tracing his pupils in firey lines now quieted to a small ember. The slightest misuse of my words could ignite this fire again, but for now it seemed to be braced in a quilt of understanding. He slowly lifted his hand at an angle, most of the back of his hand faced me, but his fingers cupped in such a way that I could see part of his soft, butter like, palms.

I stilled, flinching slightly at the sudden movement of the still boy, not having expected him to attempt any contact with me. I began to relax slowly when Yugi moved no further; but that seemed to be what he was waiting for. As soon as my gaurd had gone down to a more comfortable setting, he leaned forward and cupped my face in his left hand, stroking it lightly with his thumb. At first I flinched, but then I felt that warm comfort soring through me, and making my insides melt to butter. His soft, non-lubricated, hands tracing my skin made me feel somewhat alive again, like my mother was rubbing my cheek and telling me to have sweet dreams.

I heard his bell-like chuckle and my eyes snapped open, not realizing I'd closed them at all, yet I felt them drooping again as the warmth didn't leave me. "Yami," The boy uttered my name softly, his kind tone egging on the craving I had for him to repeat it again. "I'll stay with you for as long as I can...I guess I do appreciate the thought you put into this plan, but, why did you have to put me in a coma to get me to spend time with you? We were doing fine before. You didn't have to—" He tried to make sense of the fault in my plans with what he knew, but I'd forgot to tell him what the problem was with that. I quickly cut him off with a sigh.

"Yugi, you are aware you are human correct?"

"...yes?" I chuckled at the hesitant tone he gave off but otherwise ignored it.

"And I am the Spider King, yes?"

"Well, now you're kind of a Spider Prince but, ok sure." Yugi joked making me pout slightly. Though he quieted his laughter when I continued.

"And your friend on the phone told you about how I kill people yes?" Yugi nodded, surprising ok with this small fact. "Well, I eat the things I kill. That's why they die and some of them are never found." I bluntly admitted, feeling's hand on my cheek stiffen slightly, but when my eyes snapped open again, he began to rub again with an ernest face.

"Oh..." I nodded. 'Oh indeed'. "So...you still get hungry? Even though you're a ghost and stuff?" He asked open mindedly, not giving me a stink eyes like I was expecting him to. I nodded. "So if you hadn't done this to me...you might have eaten me instead?" I gave him another nod and my mouth twitched into an apologetic smile.

"I am sorry for that...but I think you'd rather be like this than have me eating you alive... It's hard to resist human flesh and blood alike, and you came into the house right when I got hungry. But," I squinted my eyes slightly as I remember. "If you were just a regular human then I wouldn't have followed you around the house like I did. You smell different than the others...you smell pure, sweet, like angel food cake." I smiled, my eyes having closed again; thinking about how Yugi smelled as a human making my mouth water.

"I wont trouble you with too much detail though, I don't want to scare you. Its just that, with you smelling so good, I can never meet you on regular terms." I frowned at this and looked towards the ground.

I really hoped he understood, this wasn't rocket science and I couldn't explain it any further. His thumb had stopped stroking me and now sat lifeless at my cheek, its decline from my cheek taking of slowly. I feared the worst, I could feel tears beginning in my eyes, pooling slightly and gradually flooding my pupils. He must be so scared of a monster like me, I began to think, feeling my resolve falter at the self-loathing thought.

But my tears only began to spill over when I felt arms, similar to my own, wrap around me as I was firmly pressed into a warm chest. I could feel small muscles securing me tightly in a smothering embrace while a hand rubbed through my hair lightly. It was as though a blanket of protection and safety had settled over me and was lulling me into a gentle sleep, a sleep where I could relax as much as I wanted without fear of the unknown or my past worries.

"I'm not afraid of you Yami...I promise you, I'll be here until our time is up, you've got nothing to worry about..." Yugi assured me, rocking both of our bodies back and forth, soothing me even though it was such a childish thing to take comfort in.

I nodded into his neck, secretly wiping my tears away on his shoulder; not wanting him to see me cry. "I just want to ask you two questions in advance though."

"What would you like to know?" I asked softly, my voice breaking slightly with my consent.

"Welllll," He drawled, giving me a bad feeling. "You know since I'm sixteen and you're thirteen we can't kiss anymore, right?" He asked me with an unsure tone, but also strictly advising me his boundaries before I got too riled up. However I ignored this and smirked into his shoulder.

"Yugi, I'm dead. The law has nothing over me, and you wont be held accountable for kissing a minor. Especially if you yourself are a minor and the minor you kissed is not alive." I assured him, feeling his head nod from side to side in agreement. "What's your other question?"

Yugi shifted wearily and the hand in my hair disappeared, letting me look him in the eyes and around his chubby face that spoke only a puzzled expression. "Is there something on my back? Something keeps tickling my sides." He complained lightly creasing his brows in discomfort up a brow.

I looked beyond his form to where he said the disturbance was, only to have skeletal eye sockets winking at me and giving soundless giggles. Smiling creeping to my face and wings flapping happily behind Yugi, I came up with an idea on how to start our first night together. "Well, I don't know about you, but I love your wings. How about we take them out for a spin?" I suggested, giving the teen a sly grin and getting out of his loosened hold and standing up to hold out my hand to him.

He looked at my hand and then back up to me, his eyes reflecting doubt for my sanity. "But my wings are fake. It's a costume." He stated the obvious, looking at me like I was stupid while his lips set into a frown that only made him look adorable. He took my hand nonetheless and I pulled him up, coincidently pulling him to my chest in the process. I chuckled low and I began to lead him away from the stairs and further down the hall. Away from the life he knew before.

"Not anymore they're not."

Cliff~

Yay! Don't you guys just love updates? They're nice.

Down to business:

I have a poll up for my next M rated fic, if any of you read the M rates or are familiar with them, please take a look at the summeries I have up on my profile and vote in the poll, I really need the votes!

Yugi: If we get 10-15 reviews on this chappy, I get to be more dominant next time, and show Yami that I'm older than him!

Yami: If we get that many I'm mindcrushing all of you, because a world were Yugi tops me is a world no one should live in.

Yugi: But Mou Hitori no Boku~! Don't you want me to give you a kissy? -gives him the puppy eyes-

Yami: -folds his arms and pouts- No.

Yugi: ...Please review! I'm begging on my little Aibou knees! -tearing up-

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