(A Memory Of) Yami's Confession

Yugi's POV

Yugi returned to the hotel room he and Ryou were sharing in the late afternoon. Yugi's arms were full of shopping bags full of things for Princess Aria. He'd asked Téa to go with him, but when she had declined Ryou had politely offered to take her place. Yugi was relieved his British friend had offered he didn't much like the idea of shopping for girl's clothes on his own.

Yugi walked into the side room that was Aria's, stopped dead in his tracks and gasped. She was stood in front of the window looking out of it, her dark blue cloak discarded onto the bed. Yugi couldn't stop himself from being reminded of Yami when he was in his Pharaoh's outfit as what she was wearing was nearly identical except for the dress she wore that fell to just below her knees.

She's beautiful… wait why did I think that..? It's only because she reminds me of Yami… right?

Yugi was snapped out of his daze when she turned slowly to face him; she cocked her head to the side, her eyes on the bags in his hands.

"Me and Ryou thought we'd buy you some clothes, seeing as you can't go home right now… we got you this to sleep in…" he said pulling out a plain white night dress, "Ryou thought you'd like it… it's not made of silk or anything fancy but it is really soft…" he laid it on the bed.

He couldn't take his eyes off her, she was beautiful whether it was because she looked like Yami or not.

She smiled, the familiarity of it made Yugi's cheeks burn. "It's beautiful, Yugi, simple but beautiful." As she spoke she reached out and touched a finger to the dress, "and you're right, it is soft."

Next he pulled out a pair of heeled boots, followed by a black strappy top and then a purple leather skirt with matching jacket.

"I didn't know if you'd like it…. but I thought it would look good on you…" he laid each item on the bed.

For a brief moment he wondered if he should show her what else he and Ryou had brought, but decided against it. She would probably prefer to see the rest without him, a boy, in the room. Even if he and Ryou had picked it out.

"I'll just leave you to try them on…" He put the rest of the bags down and slowly left the room.

"How did she like the clothes we picked?" the British boy asked.

Yugi shrugged, he could tell his cheeks were still red. Ryou turned back to the book he was reading. That was one of the things Yugi liked about Ryou, he gave Yugi time to think quietly, and he even offered to listen whenever Yugi wished to talk about his Yami. Of course Ryou understood how Yugi felt better then any other of his friends for he had lost his Yami too. Yugi was the only one Ryou had confided in about his feelings for Bakura. Yugi knew Ryou was shy and hadn't openly told Bakura his feelings, but he had noticed him give many hints. Yugi was lucky; Yami was the one that said his feelings first meaning Yugi didn't have to. Yugi smiled remembering Yami's confession.

"Aibou?" the spirit had said. Yugi looked up from the book he was reading while laying down on the couch, he couldn't help but smile. Yami had been sat watching TV for the past seven hours; he had said he was trying to learn more about human behaviour and emotions.

"Yeah?" was Yugi's reply.

Yami pointed at the two people on screen, a female and male, who were sat wrapped in each other's arms by an open fire.

"What are they doing? What purpose does it serve?" the spirit's voice was full of curiosity.

Yugi smiled more, and tried not to laugh as he replied, "They are cuddling, it's probably cold hence why they're sat by a fire… it's also a way to show you love someone." Yugi had replied.

"It's cold in here too…" the Yami got up, walked over to Yugi, pulled the book from his hands and set it on the table, "Don't you agree, Aibou?"

Yugi looked up at Yami, and nodded, now that the spirit mentioned it the temperature had dropped slightly.

"Why don't I help keep you warm…" Yami said easily lifting a shocked Yugi up so he could sit on the couch, he put his legs up and set Yugi down so he was sat between the spirit's legs, Yami then wrapped his arms around Yugi. "Is this right?" he'd asked.

"A-almost… h-here…" Yugi could feel his cheeks burning; he turned slightly so he could wrap his arms around Yami's waist, "t-this is right…"

"How does this show love? It's just weird…" Yami had asked, looking down at Yugi.

Yugi sighed, he really didn't want to have to explain this to the five thousand year old spirit, "It just does." Yugi knew this wasn't a good response, but it was all he was willing to say.

Yami hesitated before speaking, "Aibou… What does love feel like? How do you know you're in love?"

"Well… um… you just know… that person is all you can think about… and… um… being with them makes you happy…" Yugi felt his blush deepen; he really didn't want to talk about this.

Yami looked thoughtful for a second, gently moved Yugi so the small Hikari was practically lying on top of him, and looked in to the boy's amethyst eyes.

"Yugi… my aibou… there's this person… they're forever on my mind… I dream about them… constantly want to be with them… when I am with them I am always happy… is that love?" Yugi nodded, his heart dropped Yami was already in love, and he doubted it was with him. He probably wanted to know how to cuddle so he could do it with the person he loved. "Aibou… this person I love, I doubt they like me back… how could I make them like me?" he still had his arms around Yugi and was gazing into his eyes.

"Well… it would help if you told me a little bit more about them, that way I could help better…"

The Pharaoh thought for a few seconds, then picking his words carefully started to speak, "This person is very talented, and I often see them playing games. They enjoy games. So I guess they're a little childish, but I like that about them. They're very smart and have a kind heart. They believe in their friends and family. At first they didn't trust me, didn't even know about me, but I'm guessing they do now. I love the way they dress, even if its not what most people would expect someone like him to wear…" the Pharaoh had slipped up and he knew it, he had been trying not to say 'he' and 'him' the whole time.

"Someone like him? What do you mean, Pharaoh?" Yugi had noticed Yami's slip up but didn't comment, he was more intrigued by who this person was.

"Well… he's so gentle and kind. Some say he's more in touch with his feminine side, others say he's a wimp; I say he's just a nice, kind, caring person. He's also very good at putting together puzzles"

"Yami, who is this person, I don't think I know anyone like that?" Yami began to laugh. This response confused Yugi, "What's so funny?" His brow creased into a light frown.

"You are, my Aibou." Yugi frowned more. Seeing his hikari's frown he added, "I'm sorry, it's just that I thought you, of all people, would have been able to guess by now…" Yugi didn't stop frowning, "I guess I was wrong… my silly little Aibou… the one I love… the one I love is you."

Yugi's expression changed to one of surprise and disbelief. "R-really?" Yami nodded, making Yugi's cheeks turned bright crimson. "I-I love you too, Yami." Yugi smiled, it felt good to finally say it, to be honest it felt so good to be in Yami's arms, that there wasn't much that could make this any better now.

Yami did manage to make it better though, slowly he lent closer to Yugi and softly touched his lips to the young boy's. Yugi blushed brighter then ever but responded to Yami's kiss by kissing back. It felt so natural, so easy, so perfect.

"Yugi, you're bright red. What are you daydreaming about?" The strong British accent snapped Yugi from his memory.

"Huh? Oh nothing…just… nothing…" Yugi was a terrible liar, he knew it, Yami had told him so many times. Ryou raised an eyebrow; he could easily see through the lie but didn't say anything more.

Aria chose that moment to walk in.