AN: I don't own Yu Gi Oh!

Thank you all for reading and reviewing! This is a silly little one (I had to make up for the melancholy last one!) and was done fairly quickly, so I apologize if it's not that entertaining.

Haha, b/c I almost forgot...

A few notes that may help with this drabble: -senpai is an honorific term (used as a suffix or just on its own) to refer to someone of senior status (such as a senior student or senior coworker, etc). Also, in Japan middle school (lower secondary school) tends to be grades 7-9 and high school (upper secondary school) grades 10-12, which is why a first year would be in grade 10 and a third year would be a senior (in most U.S. high schools a senior would be in their 4th year of high school so I thought it best to explain for American readers, I won't pretend to know what other country's school systems are like).

Thank you again for reading and all your support! I hope you enjoy!

8/2/12: EDIT: TexasDreamer01 pointed out that I repeated 'head' in a sentence, which was supposed to be 'hand'; this is now fixed. (And since I actually read over this no less than five times there was much cursing on this end when I was alerted to and found the error. This is the problem with writing, editing, and posting in the same session- your eyes see what you intended to write more than what you actually wrote. Also, this is the problem with doing these three things during an incredibly difficult several week period.) I apologize for the error.

48. Problem

Hi.

My name is Mutou Yuugi, and I have a problem.

That problem also has a name: Yami Atemu.

You see, I've had a crush on him pretty much since I first saw him at the start of the school year. That by itself isn't so weird, he's a third year and lots of guys from the younger grades have a 'crush' on him—they call it the 'Yami-senpai Syndrome'—I'm a first year, so I could have chalked it up to the same thing at first. Of course, what's different about my crush is that I probably have more locker-room scenario fantasies than the other guys do.

So, that's my problem, right? Poor Mutou Yuugi, first year student, has a huge crush on super hot, super cool, and probably super hetero, senior student Yami Atemu.

Wrong. That's not my problem.

My problem is that super hot, super cool, and questionably super hetero, third-year Yami Atemu won't stop staring at me.

"But Yuugi, I thought you had a crush on him?" That's what you're thinking, right?

Well, I do, and I'd be happy if I thought he was flirting with me, but it's not like that. The fact is that I have no idea why he keeps staring at me. He's always just looking away when I pick my head up, and I think he must think I haven't realized it yet. It's actually a little creepy to be honest, feeling his eyes on me all the time and never knowing what he's thinking.

At first it kind of made sense. You see, a while ago he went on a few dates with my friend and classmate Mazaki Anzu. They went to the movies and he took her to a festival or something, so, when I noticed he was staring at me, I thought he was jealous maybe, keeping an eye on me in case I tried to make a move on Anzu. He didn't know that she was my competition rather than me being his. So maybe it made me a little irritated and melancholy (okay, okay, maybe more than a little), but I grinned and bore it.

It was when they stopped seeing each other that it got a little confusing.

Anzu was pretty disappointed that it didn't work out, but she said that they ended it on good terms and better to do it now before they got into a real relationship. So I did the 'friend thing' and let her talk and offered her my sympathy, tried to remember that it was horrible to feel even the slightest hope at their non-relationship's end, and assumed that once again my Yami Atemu worshiping would be from afar.

So why this staring problem of his has only increased is completely beyond me!

But recently I've started using a new tactic. I call it 'Keeping My Head Down So Hopefully He Doesn't Notice Me'.

Today I'm employing my ingenious plan again as I march through the school courtyard toward class. I've decided to take a side entrance, because one thing I've quickly realized about my ingenious plan is that it doesn't really let me see what's in front of me and, of course, this would be the time I'd run into somebody or something like that.

Unfortunately my theory is proved correct right as my head hits someone's chest.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry-"

And just who do you think I see when I look up? None other than Yami Atemu, staring down at me with that unreadable expression.

"O-oh, Yami-senpai. I'm really sorry, I didn't see you there. Um, I'll just be going then."

I bow a little and step back, but as soon as I've got one foot behind me my wrist is grabbed.

"U-uh, Yami-senpai? Are-"

Before I can continue, in one swift move, Yami Atemu raises my hand above my head and pulls me towards him and puts his lips on mine.

Yes, that's right, Yami Atemu is kissing me.

And completely unprepared I'm just staring at his closed eyes like an idiot.

I think I have a whole new problem now.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed and I appreciate your feedback!