Yugi was laughing as he and Yami got out of the car and shut their doors. He didn't seem to notice all the stares and looks he was getting from his fellow classmates, but Yami did. He wasn't sure if they were shocked at the fact that two of the most attractive people were seen in one car or if they were simply curious about Yugi's fit of giggles. Either way, all of the eyes watching them made Yami slightly unnerved.

"Ah," Yugi's face instantly fell as he thought of something. "I forgot to grab a water bottle for practice."

Yami almost laughed as Yugi pouted, but kept his expression relaxed. "I can buy you a bottle from the vending machine."

"That's okay." Yugi readjusted his sports bag on his shoulder. "I can just drink out of someone else's or something."

Yami instantly felt a surge of jealously. He didn't want to imagine Yugi putting his sweet lips on something that someone else's lips had already touched. It was like an indirect kiss in Yami's mind. He scowled to himself as he imagined Yugi doing more than simply sharing the same water bottle. Yeah, that didn't sit well with him at all.

"I insist." Yami blinked as he realized that he just used such a formal word as insist. "I mean, don't you guys usually gulp down a whole bottle on your own? I think you would need more than just a few sips of water. Wouldn't want you getting dehydrated, right?" Yami rambled nervously.

Yugi simply looked sideways at Yami with a strange expression on his face before he laughed. He swayed on his feet for a few seconds, causing him to fall against Yami's arm repeatedly.

"It's cute how you care for my well being so much," Yugi grinned.

Yami fought off a blush and shrugged. He didn't like feeling so flustered and nervous, it made him act shy and Yami would definitely not be described as such.

Before Yami had a chance to reply he heard Yugi yell, "Watch out!" He then felt himself being pushed off to the side, where he landed ungracefully onto the grass. In shock and confusion, Yami slowly moved his head up so that he could see what was going on. He felt a feeling of fear go through him as he saw Yugi on his knee's, clutching his eye with both hands.

"Fuck!" Yugi swore repeatedly, much to Yami's surprise.

Before he had a chance to get up and make his way over to his crush in pain, another boy knelt beside Yugi. He had layered black hair, deep blue eyes, and a small scar under his right eye.

"Oh shit! I'm sorry man, I didn't mean to throw the ball that hard! Are you okay?" the boy asked in a shaky voice.

Yami quickly moved over to the scene, pushing the boy out of the way so that he was in front of Yugi. He could see tear marks sliding past Yugi's hand and dripping to his chin.

"Yugi, what happened? What's wrong with your eye?" Yami tried to remain calm, but he was obviously panicking.

Yugi remained quiet, but he ever so slowly, removed his hand from his face. Yami's eyebrows shot up as he saw the huge bump forming under Yugi's left eye. It was swelling fast and turning purple and red. The eye itself was squeezed shut tightly, tears forcing themselves out from the impact and pain.

It was then that Yami noticed the baseball sitting a few feet away. He glared angrily and looked at the boy who was sweating bullets. By this time many people had gathered around the three of them. Girls swarmed Yugi and tried to help him up, tried to see if they could do anything to help. One of them picked up his bags and two others helped him to his feet.

Yami pushed past them and hurriedly grabbed onto Yugi's forearm to lead him away. Yugi, able to tell that Yami was the one directing him, stumbled beside him. Yami could tell just by Yugi's expression that he wanted to cry. He wanted to scream in pain. And who wouldn't if they had just been beamed in the face with a baseball!

"Let's get you to the nurse, that bruise is enough to swell your eye shut," Yami whispered since they were still being followed by people who were worried about Yugi's eye.

"There's nothing broken, Yugi, but that side of your face is going to be bruised for quite a while…" the school nurse shook her head in pity as she handed Yugi a bag of ice to put against his eye.

"Will I still be able to do track and dive?" Yugi asked.

The nurse sighed and pursed her lips. "You can, but I strongly advise against it. That bruise under your eye is swelling so much that it's gonna close up your eye somewhat. It's also going to water a lot from all the pressure. It will probably be dangerous to attempt to dive since you'll be off balance from your lack of sight. I don't see a problem with doing track, though."

Yugi groaned in pain while pressing the cool ice to his throbbing eye.

"I'll ask coach…I guess." Yugi mumbled.

"Alright…" the nurse replied in a worried motherly tone. "You can go back to class now, unless your eye is really bothering you, than I can send you home."

Yugi cringed as he imagined Atemu going into protective brother mode. He would rather deal with all the chaos way later. Besides him and Yami had things to plan out at the end of the day.

"Nah, I'll be fine. Thanks for the ice," Yugi tried to smile, but winced instead.

"I'll write you a pass so you won't get in trouble for being late to class."

"Thanks, I appreciate it," Yugi grunted as he stood.

He immediately felt dizzy and could feel his head pounding, but ignored it. He got his pass from the nurse and made his way out of the room, picking up his bags on the way. He mentally sighed as he imagined his track coach yelling at him for missing practice.

"What's the verdict?" Yugi heard Yami ask from beside him.

He jumped in surprise, not expecting Yami to be waiting outside for him since the nurse told him to go back to class awhile ago.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?" Yugi questioned.

Yami turned his head and smirked a little. "Yeah…but I wanted to know if you were okay. That would have been me, after all, if you hadn't pushed me out of the way."

"This is true…" Yugi chuckled, trying not to stretch his cheeks too much.

Yami frowned, feeling bad that Yugi couldn't even laugh without feeling pain.

"Do you regret it?" Yami asked curiously as he and Yugi began to walk down the hallway to their classes.

"Taking the hit for you? No." Yugi shook his head. "I would have felt like a dick if I just watched the ball hit you. Besides," Yugi sighed. "I don't like seeing people in pain. Better me than someone else, eh?"

Yami was about to object to this, but he was already at his classroom and Yugi's first period was across the hallway. He stopped outside of the doors window so he wouldn't be seen by the teacher.

"Will you still be up for going to your house after practice?" he asked quietly.

Yugi nodded. "Yeah." he giggled. "I'm starting to wonder if the baseball was a sign that it's a bad idea to set them up…"

"Hopefully not," Yami grinned.

They were silent for a few second before Yugi waved. "See you later then."

"Bye…" Yami whispered before disappearing into his classroom.

Yugi watched him go before making his way to his first period class. He dropped his sports bag into his locker on the way. Once he was at the door, he suddenly felt nervous. People would be staring at him, asking what happened.

"Here goes nothing…" he whispered to himself before going inside.

He heard the teacher stop talking and felt every ones eyes move to him. He heard Ryou gasp from their table near the back.

Yugi wordlessly handed his pass to the teacher, who was just as shocked as everyone else. She quickly took the note and read over it, looking sad afterwards.

"Oh honey…I bet that hurt, are you going to be okay?" she asked kindly.

"What happened Yugi?" one of the girls in the class asked.

Yugi slowly brought his fingers to his bruised skin and flinched when they made contact.

"Got hit with a baseball this morning." he described briefly.

And that was that.

A/N - Did I plan for Yugi to get hit with a baseball? No. I just thought it would be fun because I love Yugi in pain XD