Jay: "Jeez, I hope Yugi is ok."

Me: "Oh tin man, you do have a heart."

Jay: "What can I say? I have a soft spot for the little guy. Might even steal him off Yami."

Yami: "Touch him and die, you teenage mongrel!"

Free: (snickering) "Don't own Yugioh or characters. Enjoy"

Yami clutched the young teen close to his chest as he made a mad dash out of the coffee house and back to the safety of his car. He put Yugi in the passenger side and buckled him in before getting in the car himself and pressing the pedal to the metal to get on the road. He glanced over at Yugi who was holding his leg in a painful manner.

"You ok?" Yami asked from glancing at the teen to the road repeatedly.

"T-they wanted to do things to me, didn't they?" Yugi asked with his eyes wide.

Yami couldn't exactly answer since he wasn't around to hear what words or actions were exchanged. The only thing he could do was sigh and squeeze Yugi's shoulder comfortingly.

"I'm sorry I left you. It was stupid of me and I had no idea those guys were in there." Yami said shamefully.

"It's ok." Yugi whispered as he winced in pain as the car jolted forward suddenly, making his leg thump against the side door.

"Your legs hurt isn't it?"

Yugi looked out the window as if he hadn't heard Yami's statement. But after a few moments he nodded with a sigh.

"My leg is still sore from the basket, but it's my ankle that really hurts. I think it's sprained." he hissed.

Yami couldn't believe how guilty and sorry he felt for the teen whom he had only met yesterday. It's as if he's known him his whole life and couldn't bear to see someone he cared about in pain.

"I'll look at it when we get home." Yami assured as they drove back down the roads they had just come down somewhat fifteen minutes ago.

They sat in silence despite Yugi's whimpers that came every now and then when the car stopped at a stop sign. And about five minutes later they pulled up to the house which had a familiar car sitting in front of it. Yami glared at the car, knowing it was Joey who had already gone inside to wait for him.

"I'll help you out." Yami mumbled as he staggered over to the passengers side of the car and put his arm around Yugi's waist while Yugi slung his arm tightly around Yami's neck. They wobbled to the front of the house like that until they reached the stairs.

"Er, Yami…" Yugi looked up at the taller boy with an obvious expression. But before he could say anything else, Yami scooped him up bride like and kicked the door open, knowing it wasn't fully closed because Joey was so careless.

"That you Yami?" Joey's voice came from the kitchen.

"No…" Yami mocked, "It's the Iron Giant coming to rape you." he grinned as he walked into the kitchen to find his best friend sitting in a chair, nonchalantly sipping a can of soda.

Joey almost choked on the bubbly caffeine as he spotted the younger Yami look alike in his best friends arms.

"You could've warned me that you was bringing home a secret lover." Joey grinned with a laugh.

"First of all, I didn't even know you were coming over. Secondly, this is not my lover. His name is Yugi and he's going to be staying with me for a little while." Yami began to explain the story again as he sat Yugi down in a chair and began to look over his ankle.

"So Daichi did this to him, huh?" Joey asked after Yami finished.

"He started it anyways." Yugi finally spoke even though it came out as a low growl.

Yami finally came to the decision that Yugi's ankle was indeed sprained and would need something to keep it from getting even more injured.

"Joey, I need you to do me a favor." Yami said as he began rummaging around in his wallet for some cash. "Take this and go buy Yugi an ankle brace and a pair of clothes." he slapped about seventy dollars into his friends hand.

"What size is he?" Joey asked a he looked over the young teen who felt self conscious at him doing so.

"You know, I'm right here." Yugi said bitterly as he glared at the floppy haired blond.

"Your so cute when your mad. Just like Yami." Joey laughed as he gave both boys noogie's before speeding out of the house to go get the things for Yugi.

"I don't like him." Yugi said in a matter of fact tone.

Yami just laughed at the sour pout that was on Yugi's face as he turned on the stove and started pouring water into a pan.

"What cha' making?" Yugi asked curiously.

"Spaghetti. I make a killer sauce." Yami winked at Yugi before turning back around to set the pan on the burning stove.

Yugi blushed a deep crimson color at the wink he received and covered it up by pretending to hold his breath with his cheeks puffed out. Yami chuckled when he turned around to see the young teen holding his breath.

"What are you doing?" he asked before going over to Yugi and squeezing the air out of his cheeks.

"Um… nothing…" Yugi rolled his eyes to the left which proved that he was lying.

"Nothing, huh?" Yami smiled devishly. "We'll see about that." his hands reached for Yugi's ribs as he began to tickle the boy.

Yugi squealed and flailed his arms around as Yami basically sat in his lap to get a better hold on the teen. He tickled him until tears of laughter fell down Yugi's face.

"Y-yami! T-the spagh-etti!" Yugi managed to breathe.

Both of them turned to see the water boiling crazily and splattering water on top of the stove.

"Shit!" Yami hissed as he tried to turn the burner down, but the water caught on his arm as it still bubbled over the sides. He screamed in pain as the boiling water burned his arm. He shook it violently before making a quick flick of his arm towards the dial and managed to turn it down to medium.

When he turned back around he saw Yugi's head laying in the crook of his arm on the table. He wondered if he had accidentally splashed some of the hot water on him somehow.

He walked over to the boy and shook his shoulder lightly. It was then he heard a sniffle before Yugi brought his head up slowly, not looking Yami in the eyes.

"Yugi? What's wrong?" Yami asked as he still continues to rub his burnt arm.

It was silent for a few seconds and Yami just watched as some tears slid down Yugi's face.

"It's nothing." Yugi smiled painfully. "You should run some cold water over that." Yugi nodded his head towards Yami's arm.

Yami did as suggested, but asked Yugi again what was wrong because he couldn't stand to see him sad.

"It's just that… my ribs hurt from people stepping on me. But it's ok. I'll be fine." Yugi smiled weakly as he slowly ran his hand over his stomach.

Yami then realized that the young one wasn't crying tears of laughter earlier, but tears of pain.

"Oh crap, I'm so sorry! I-I totally forgot that you might have been bruised there." Yami said feeling completely guilty. "Ra I am so stupid!" he muttered as he banged his head against the refrigerator at his thoughtlessness. He stayed like that for a few minutes, trying to control himself when he felt two small arms wrap around his waist. He glanced over his shoulder to see Yugi on one foot hugging him.

"Yugi! Get off your ankle!" Yami said in disbelief that the teen had tried to comfort him when he was in a great deal of pain.

"It was worth it." Yugi shrugged as he limped backwards. "Mind if I go rest for a bit? I can eat something later."

Yami nodded and picked Yugi up bride like again, knowing he couldn't make it up the stairs. His room was closer so he placed Yugi on his bed and helped get the covers over him. He made sure to keep Yugi's bad ankle on top of the covers and prop it up with a pillow.

"Try not to roll around to much." Yami said. "I'll wake you up in a little bit, ok?"

The boy nodded with a yawn as he snuggled deeper into the mattress, breathing in Yami's scent. Yami smiled as he closed the door and headed back downstairs to deal with the still uncooked spaghetti.

A/N

Me: "I can definitely relate to Yugi's pain right now."

Jay: "That's what you get for constantly writing all day with no breaks."

Me: "Hm, I wonder what I'm going to say next."

Jay: "I know the drill. SHUT UP."

Me: "Good boy."

Free: "Please review and stay tuned for the next chapter.