The next morning was quiet. A little too quiet. Usually Mrs. Atem heard Yami running around upstairs as he tried to get ready and find all of his books for school. But this morning there was no sound of shuffling feet, no yells asking where shoes were, and no sound of water from the shower. Obviously, like any other parent, she was curious as to what her child was doing. Perhaps he simply forgot to set his alarm off.

Sighing in slight annoyance, Mrs. Atem trudged up the stairs to her only son's bedroom and quietly opened the door.

Her heart jumped a little when she saw not only her son asleep on his bed, but his friend Yugi was asleep with him. What really caught her attention though was the position they were in. Yami was laying on his back with his head on his pillow while Yugi was completely laying on Yami, his head resting on Yami's shoulder and his hand curled up under Yami's chin. One of Yami's arms was loosely draped over Yugi's waist while the other arm was underneath Yugi's other hand.

Mrs. Atem was scared that they had done something else other than just sleep in the same bed, but it didn't look like they had. Despite both boys hair being completely unruly, their clothes were still on and only slightly wrinkled. That was a good sign.

Still, she didn't appreciate her son having someone sleep over on a school night.

"Yami," she called out quietly at first as she inched closer to the bed.

Neither of the boys even shifted in the slightest. They looked totally peaceful. While she had the chance, Mrs. Atem looked closer at Yugi's face. She had to admit that he was very pretty looking. Not pretty as in he looked like a girl kind of pretty. But he had such soft gentle features which made him look like an angel of sorts. Briefly Mrs. Atem wondered what Yugi's mother looked like. She must have been very pretty to have had such a child.

"Yami, Yugi…" she shook both of their shoulders gently.

Yami's hand twitched slightly, but otherwise the two sleeping teenagers didn't stir. She was about to shake Yugi again when she noticed the tear stained streaks along his cheeks. Blinking in surprise, she slowly ran her finger over his cheekbones and found that it felt how skins feels after tears are rubbed off of it. Almost sticky.

She then recalled the night before and remembered that she had heard something going on upstairs that sounded like crying. She thought Yami had just been watching a movie though. But it seemed that Yugi was the one in emotional torment.

What to do. What to do.

It was later in the morning when Yami woke up. He blinked his eyes slowly, trying to get them to adjust to the light. Once he could open his eyes without squinting he looked down to his chest and smiled softly at Yugi's sleeping form.

He remembered that after he had calmed Yugi down the smaller teen had asked him about his actions.

Flashback

Once Yami felt that Yugi was no longer freaking out and was breathing slowly again, he stopped his ministrations towards the teens neck and lifted his eyes to meet amethyst ones.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Yugi shifted slightly.

"Do you do that to all of your friends?" Yugi asked quietly, his lips quirked a little.

Yami felt his heart beat against his chest faster as he shook his head. "No…just to people I like."

He saw Yugi's eyes widen slightly, and wished he knew what was going through the smaller one's head. Oh Ra he probably just messed everything up!

"You…like me?" Yugi asked slowly.

Yami's mouth felt like it was full of cotton. The only thing he could do was nod.

"Like…more than a friendly way?"

Once again Yami nodded, not trusting his voice.

"For how long?" Yugi asked as he sat up.

He tried to remember the days he spent with Yami to see if he could pick up on Yami flirting with him at all. He couldn't think of any times…

Yami suddenly felt extremely flustered as he turned his face away from Yugi. He fiddled with his hands and shrugged out of a nervous habit.

"A f-few years…" he quietly mumbled.

He felt Yugi grab his shoulders and before he knew it he was staring into Yugi's eyes again.

"Why didn't you ever tell me!" Yugi demanded with a small smile on his face.

Yami scratched the side of his chin. "Well, I wasn't sure if you were gay. I just figured out you were like last week!"

Yugi shook his head as he laughed. "You didn't notice that I never once dated a girl at our school?"

Yami blushed. "Not really, no."

"Hm," Yugi hummed.

Yami waited a few moments before asking, "So, what about you?"

"What about me?" Yugi asked with a raised eyebrow.

Yami rolled his eyes playfully. "Do you like me or am I just embarrassing myself?"

Understanding showed on Yugi's face as he gently took Yami's hand into his own.

"I'm kind of not sure," he admitted. "All my emotions are everywhere and I just need time to think, you know?" Yugi squeezed his hand. "Ask me again after we go on a date."

Yugi had never seen Yami smile so bright.

End flashback

Yami grinned at the memory he would never forget. He was taking Yugi Mutou on a date! Yugi Mutou! His crush since he was a sophomore! Ra he was already excited and he wasn't even sure when or where they were going.

He continued to lay there for a few seconds, imagining their date like some girl before another thought occurred to him.

Oh shit.

They never called Yugi's brothers to tell them where he was.

A/N - Frig the world! I have a freaking cold! Why? I never get colds in the winter! Only in the summer and in the spring and now I have to go to school and perform a dance and a skit in front of the whole school on Monday. Oh well. Hopefully it wont affect my writing.

Anyways, it seems like a lot of you like it when Yugi speaks Spanish. I'll probably make him speak some more in the next chapter. I suppose Yugi speaking Spanish is rather sexy. XD