(A/N: Yay! Now we get to see Yami in this chapter! :D At first he's going to be a bit aggressive, but I'm sure you'll love him anyway. :P

Kazuki Takahashi-sama is the only owner of Yu-Gi-Oh!, 'cuz if I owned it, Yami would've stayed with Yugi-kun! And the series would be shonen-ai... Enjoy! :D)

Shōnen-Ai High School

Chapter 5

"I take that you like my sketch, don't you?" Yugi gasped slightly. That was not Kerii's voice. "So, aren't you going to answer?" He turned his head around, afraid of whom he would find. "C'mon, I'm waiting." The stranger's crimson eyes pierced through him and he thought his breath was going to leave him again.

". . ." Yugi made an effort to talk, but he found no words. This stranger looked so much like him that he could tell anyone who didn't know him that they were twin brothers and they'd believe him without even doubting. Though, the other one was taller and obviously older, and his eyes were crimson, not like Yugi's that were amethyst.

"Are you mute or deaf?!" The smaller winced slightly. Obviously, this guy was losing his patience—or what was left of it, anyway. "Can't you talk or you just didn't hear my question, eh?!"

"I..." The older one sighed.

"You know, it doesn't matter." He walked towards the sketch, Yugi opening way to him, almost afraid he'd touch him. Once close enough, he grabbed his work. "How did this end up here? I thought that nobody would see it on the trashcan."

"You threw that sketch?!" The stranger stopped on his tracks as soon as he heard the little one's voice. He turned around and stared at him fiercely; glaring would be the right word. The boy winced again, not even knowing why, but frowned as if to show the guy he was serious.

"It's my sketch and I think I have the right to decide what to do with it," said the crimson-eyed teenager angrily.

"I'm not allowing that beautiful work to end up thrown away as some invaluable piece of granite!" The stranger again glared at Yugi. This time, it was enough for the little one to not only wince, but to give one or two steps back. "L- Listen, if you don't like it, w- what if you let me stay with it?" Yugi held out his arms as if he was expecting him to give him the sketch. The taller guy frowned and sighed in frustration, and took a look at his work.

"Yush, you can stay with it," he said as he handed it over to the boy, whose face lightened up when he had it on his arms. "It doesn't mean anything to me; not anymore." Yugi didn't hear his statement. Instead, he closed his eyes and nodded for no reason.

"Arigatou gozaima—" But when he opened his eyes again, the stranger was no more. "—su..." he finished. He then stared at the beautiful sketch, the guy's last words now lingering in his mind.

It doesn't mean anything to me; not anymore.

What had he meant? How was it possible that he'd tried to get rid of such work, of such a brilliant and never-seen-before (by Yugi, at least) demonstration of feelings and emotions?

That didn't matter now, anyway, so he shrugged it off. As its new owner, he'd make sure to take care of it and never let anyone do harm against it... as corny as it might sound when said aloud.

"What a talented guy that one is, ne?" he asked to himself. "I wish he'd appreciate his talent a bit more... throwing this to the trashcan, what the hell was he thinking?!" That didn't matter, either.

And for the first time, the most important question of all formulated in his thoughts and Yugi slapped his forehead, regretting not thinking and asking it before the stranger left.

Who was he? What was his name?

"Yugi-kun! I finally found you!" Mentioned teenager turned to the door of the room and saw Kerii's head poking out of the door's frame. "Where were you? I've been looking for you like crazy!"

"Etto... I've always been here, Kerii-chan," he answered. The blue-haired girl looked around.

"Oh, right," she said. "I should've looked in here before. It was expected that a writer looked for sketches and paintings, how could I miss that?!" Yugi blinked incredulously at her. "Nani? Something the matter?"

"You're weird, did you know that?" Kerii grinned.

"Well, of course! Now c'mon, let's go! Hayaku!" she said, her head disappearing from the boy's sight. Yugi sighed and stared at the sketch in his hands.

Maybe she knows who's that guy...

-

"Yush, here we are!" said Kerii, putting the key at the knob and opening the door of Yugi's new dorm. He took a step forward and moved his eyes around, scanning the room.

The color of the walls was different in each one of them. One wall was a deep blue, the next one was white, the other one red, the last one purple, and the ceiling was black. The boy quickly scanned the colors again.

That's weird... he thought. These are my exact favorite colors... Yugi gasped when he turned to the bed where some of his things were.

"Etto, Kerii-chan?"

"Hai?"

"Eh... why are there two beds?"

"Huh?" The girl turned her head to where Yugi was looking at. In fact, there were two beds, one a couple of meters away from the other one. Yugi recognized one of them as his because his things were on it, but why the other one? It had some blank paper sheets, a pencil and two or three sets of watercolors with a brush. "It looks like you have a roommate, ne!"

"Yeah, that's what it looks like."

"May I ask what are you two doing in my room?" Both teenagers turned around and stared at the person in front of them. Yugi held back a gasp as he recognized him.

"Your room?" asked Kerii. "Oh! Then you are Yugi-kun's roommate! How weird!" she almost yelled, smiling. The crimson-eyed guy didn't seem to share her excitement. He looked at Yugi.

"I refuse," he said simply. The boy was about to talk when the girl beat him.

"Oi, cous' cous'!" she interrupted, a frown now placed upon her face. "You cannot refuse! The principal sent Yugi-kun to this room and here's where he'll be staying!"

"A- Are you sure you can't make anything, Kerii-chan?" questioned Yugi, talking for the first time since the taller teenager entered the room, who let out a frustrated sigh.

"Fine, Kerii," he made his way between them and took one of the many paper sheets from his bed and the pencil. "I'll have to talk with Kojiha later." He walked towards the room and stopped suddenly. "As for you—" Yugi swallowed as he realized it was directed to him, "—stay away from my stuff and out of my way and everything will be just fine, ne?" Shooting one last glance in the boy's direction, he walked off. Yugi blinked twice.

"Eh! What's that guy's problem?!" he asked to the girl. She shrugged.

"I've no idea," she answered honestly. "He didn't use to be that way. I never knew what happened or why he changed."

"You know him?!" Kerii looked at Yugi.

"Yeah, 'course I do, he's my cousin." The boy stared in awe at his friend. "Nani?"

"You two are cousins?!"

"Hai," she nodded. The boy turned his head to the ceiling.

"I cannot believe it..." he said almost in despair. Then something hit him and he remembered what he'd wanted to ask. "What's his name?" His head went back to the girl's direction, who grinned mischievously.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out!" she said.

"Eh, Kerii-chan, that's mean of you!" he whined.

"I know!" she replied as she stuck her tongue out childishly. Yugi frowned but paid no more attention to her. Instead, he took his notebook with pen from his bed and walked out of the room. "Yugi-kun, where you going now?" He looked back and saw her head poking out of the door's frame just like it had on the Art Club room.

"I'm going to go for a walk, see if I can get inspiration or find something to do for a while before checking out the classes."

-

I'd like to know the reason behind that guy's behavior, thought Yugi, frowning at the next thought on his mind. I can't believe the way he acted! He makes me so... so angry! Why did I have to be his roommate?! The boy had gone out of the building and to the freakishly big courtyard, walking through the trees that made the courtyard look like a giant forest.He was about to yell, but then he noticed a figure sitting with its back against the trunk of a tree. Yugi immediately recognized the figure.

There he is! What the hell is he doing now? The boy stopped behind the trunk to see what the crimson-eyed was doing. He gasped when he noticed the amazing sketch the taller one was drawing on a blank-paper-sheeted notebook his drawn-up knees were holding. It was nothing compared to the one on the Art Club room. This one was a sketch of the same two male teenagers, but this time, the younger one was being held tightly in an embrace by his lover, his face buried deeply on the older's chest. It brought sadness to Yugi's hear, though he didn't know why.

"The name's Atemu Yami." Yugi nearly jumped when he realized the crimson-eyed knew he was there all along. "Your breathing is kind of easy to hear in this silence, and I just figured out you were distracted by my sketch." He wanted to say something, but he was too shocked to do it. "I think we started with the wrong foot, and that's not a good sign since we're now roommates. So," the taller teenager stood up and held out his hand, "nice to meet you, kiddo." Nervously, Yugi shook his own hand with Yami's.

"I- I'm Mutou Yugi. N- Nice to meet you, Yami-san!" As Yami smiled slightly at him, Yugi made an effort to not ask what suddenly returned to his mind. Could he be the same 'Yami' guy that convinced me to get into this school?

(A/N: Ooh... What will happen now? Review if you liked it, minna-san!! Onegai! You know me loves reviews! :D -kudos, kudos- :P)