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A Christmas to Remember	By : tavia454 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO - or anything else (nor do I make any money off this) but the plot - and even that's questionable at times

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Okay, here's the next chapter! Hope you like. Only one left. Yay! And
thank you to Natoya for doing an emergency beta job since I've been
rather distracted lately and haven't gotten this out. (rolls eyes)

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“Atemu...” Yugi stated, his wide-eyed gaze switching
uncomfortably from Jou's eager face to Anzu's cunning grin. “Are
you guys sure about this? I mean he's so...and I'm just – ”

“Don't you start with that, Yugi.” Anzu waved a knowing
finger in front of his face, the grin becoming even wider as they
made their way up to the game shop door.

Maybe it was better that Yugi'd had an attack of nerves the night
before, and ended up calling his grandfather for permission to stay
the night at her house. This way he could face his darker half with a
fresh day ahead of him. They'd stayed up nearly the entire night,
working with the normally quiet teen on how to project a self-assured
image to those around him. Now it was time for Yugi to realize that
what they had said the night before was the truth. It was time for
him to see for himself just how deeply his other half cared for him.

They made it as far as the steps and Yugi turned back around, his
eyes frantic. “I-I don't know if I'm ready for this...what if
we're wrong?!”

Jou pulled his skeptical friend into a warm embrace. “We're not
wrong, Yugi. You just need to believe in yourself a little more. Come
on man, you can do it. We know ya can.”

“Yeah, and Atemu's not going to know what hit him if you just
waltz in there and show him who you really are.” Anzu nodded
along with her blonde friend, squeezing Yugi's arm affectionately.
“You can do it, Yugi. Just watch him for a little while if
you're not sure...you'll see what we're talking about.”

Yugi nodded, pulling away. “Yeah, you're right...I can just
watch for a while. Oh man...I'm shaking like a leaf.” He held
up unsteady hands, only for his eye to be drawn to the bandage
covering his left hand. There would be no more of that. He was better
than that. A determined look fell over his features and he glanced at
his best friends. “Thank you, guys. I can manage from here.”

“'atta boy Yug...go get 'im.” Jou cheered as he and Anzu
backed down the steps, making for the sidewalk. “Gimme a call
and let me know how it goes...unless it goes a little too well and
then I don't want to hear from ya until it's over...”

“Jou!!” Both Anzu and Yugi yelled in unison, their faces
colored in various shades of red as they stared at their outspoken
friend.

The grinning blonde only gave a hearty laugh at their reactions.
“Yeah, yeah, I know...my bad...anyways, get on in there and
show 'em whatcha got, Yugi. We'll talk at ya later.”

Taking a deep breath Yugi turned and entered the store after waving
one last time to the others. This was it. It was time for him to man
up, to show his darker half what he was missing out on. Silence
greeted him from the game shop, making him aware of how early it
really was. He smothered a yawn with his hand, knowing that he would
be unable to stay up for much longer. It was unbelievable that he had
managed to stay up for an entire night, even more so that he was up
and around this early in the morning after doing just that. But
before he went to bed he wanted to see what his darkness's reaction
would be to the clothes that he had bought.

He let himself into the house, dropping his overloaded bags to the
floor in relief as he glanced around the stillness of the room.
Everyone was still asleep. Bummer. Oh well, he thought with not the
smallest amount of relief, he would just have to wait for a chance to
see Atemu's reaction. After toeing his shoes off he tiptoed through
the house, intent on making it to his bed for some well deserved
rest. As he ascended the stairs a door creaked from somewhere above
him and quiet footsteps were heard, sending a nervous jolt of
adrenaline through his system.

Once on the second floor he peered around guiltily, swallowing his
heart – which had suddenly leapt into his throat. He had,
after all, left his other half to his own devices for the night, and
that was after Atemu had apologized to him. It was the first night
they had spent completely apart from each other. The remorse
practically flooded over his exhausted mind, leading him to wonder
what his darker half's reaction to their separation would be. He
hoped that the former spirit was not too irritated with him.

“Aibou?”

Atemu's husky, sleep-filled voice sounded from behind him and he
jumped, spinning around to stare at his near duplicate, the words
sticking in his throat. His other half was gorgeous even fresh out of
bed, with tousled hair that fell into his eyes, his erotic, rumpled
look leading to questions of just how he had ended up so disheveled.
In the silence Yugi watched his other take second, longer look at
what he was wearing, wide scarlet eyes bringing to mind that of an
innocent child on Christmas morning. Why hadn't he noticed that
before?

“Aibou...what are you – ” Atemu had lost his
concentration the moment he gazed upon his little one's slender,
tightly clad form, his eyes widening to the point of nearly popping
out of his head. Oh holy hell. The boy looked as though he had
painted his clothes on, the way they hugged his petite figure from
neck to knee. And he had thought Yugi was beautiful before?! That was
obviously an understatement. His jaw dropped and he stared, unable to
pull his eyes away from the delectable sight.

And Yugi saw it all. Summoning his courage the smaller teen made his
way over to his darker half, praying that he was not making a
mistake. He gently tipped Atemu's mouth shut with a smirk. “Careful,
you'll catch flies like that.”

And then he sauntered away with a confident step – shaking
the whole way as he felt the other's intense gaze on his backside. A
blush crept up his face at the thought of his dark half checking him
out in that way, but thankfully he made it to his room before he did
anything to muck up his act. Only once he shut the door securely
behind him did he let out the breath that he had been holding for the
entire time.

Atemu shook his head. He could only watch as his smaller double
sauntered away with a sultry shake of his hips, his eyes glued to
Yugi's slender bottom, his heart pounding double time in his chest.
Oh hell no! Did he just...was Yugi flirting? And those clothes...Oh
gods...He shook his head again to clear the thought. It wasn't
possible. That did not just happen. He was sleepwalking...or
something. After taking a few moments to convince himself that he had
seen nothing out of the ordinary the confused ex-Pharaoh made his way
to the bathroom. But the persistent notion of Yugi's flirting
wouldn't leave his mind.

As he padded softly back to his room the door across the hall creaked
open and Yugi's heart-shaped face peered out at him, looking so much
more like the adorable child that he had first met, in his baggy
pajamas, rather than the gorgeous young man that he had come to love
so deeply. “Other Me...I can't sleep...could you...” He
trailed off uncertainly.

A warm smile overtook his features and Atemu questioned. “Would
you like me to stay with you for a while?”

“Would you mind? I've just got so much going on right now...”
Yugi worried at his bottom lip as he gave a pleading glance back at
his darker half. So many fears and doubts were waging war within his
mind right now, and he was certain he wouldn't be able to rest even
after being up all night long, if he couldn't settle them down. If
this plan of theirs failed then he would lose the one person whom he
trusted more than anyone else on this earth. He couldn't face that
thought. Not alone. The idea that this might be the last time he and
his darker half were ever this close weighed heavily on his heart.

Atemu gave a regal nod, making his way over to where the smaller teen
held the door, to take his face in his hand, their eyes meeting, warm
scarlet with confused amethyst. “You know that I would do
anything for you, right, Aibou? Do you want to talk about it?”

“Yeah, I know, Other Me...I just...I need to work it out first,
okay?” Yugi replied, letting the other into his room.

Atemu flicked the end of his nose, grinning when he scrunched up like
a rabbit. “Alright, I understand...just don't forget about me.”

“Never.” Yugi grinned, feeling a little more
light-hearted about the situation in the wake of his darker half's
teasing.

The two of them crawled into the bed, Atemu pulling his younger
counterpart up against him. This just felt so right to him, this
closeness between them. So right. Yugi snuggled up even closer,
sighing as he closed his eyes. The former spirit gave a satisfied
sigh and burrowed down under the covers. What he wouldn't give for
this to be a nightly occurrence. He missed this so very much. Without
a second thought the former spirit's eyes closed, his breathing
evening out, to join his partner in dreamland.

~ o ~
O ~ o ~

Atemu could have sworn he only closed his eyes for a moment when
something jolted him into instant awareness. His breath hitched in
his throat as he took in his surroundings. A maze of darkened halls
and massive doors greeted his vision, the endlessness of the
encroaching darkness taking his breath away. Was he...was he back in
the puzzle? He glanced around at the familiar halls, his heart
skipping beats in his chest. Why was he here? Was this a dream?
Or...had he dreamed his release from the persecution of the
millennium items? Oh gods...was this real?!

The former Pharaoh dropped to his knees, his gaze watchful,
frightened as he contemplated the hopeless thought. And then he heard
something in the dimness of the hall. Soft steps, light, almost
soundless in the oppression, and Atemu's eyes traced their progress
through the eerie darkness, wondering if he should stay or flee.

“Other me...?” A familiar voice called softly.

Atemu let out the breath he had been holding. “Aibou.”
Perhaps he had been dreaming that he had his own life? Dreaming that
he had been able to gaze upon his smaller partner with his own eyes.
The tears stung and he carelessly wiped them away, as the footsteps
quickened, his other's petite form becoming steadily visible through
the gloom. And then Atemu's breath caught again, his jaw dropping as
the other's form was finally revealed. This was not the young boy
that he had come into the care of?! Wait...what was this?!

This nearly grown up version of Yugi gave a mischievous grin, folding
his arms over his chest. “Shame on you! I've been looking
everywhere for you! Where have you been hiding?”

“I've been here the entire time, Aibou. Perhaps you should have
looked in the obvious places before running around by yourself. You
know how dangerous it is in here.” Atemu replied, his voice
quavering just the slightest even as he fell back into their normal
routine, as though his four months of true life had been nothing but
a wish.

By the time that Yugi stood in front of him Atemu had managed to
regain most of his composure, and he was grinning at his smaller
counterpart. Even if his dream of having his own life had been
nothing but a dream...at least he had his little one. Well, sort of.
From the looks of things Yugi was nearly as tall as he was, looking
much like the boy whom he had wrapped up in his embrace earlier in
his dream, the petite teen's slender form shown off to perfection in
these new clothes. Atemu's eyes narrowed. That outfit...wait, where
had he seen that before?

Before Atemu could form a coherent thought concerning his partner's
form-fitting clothing Yugi reached up and drew him into a searing
kiss, nearly giving him a heart-attack. His first inclination was to
fight, but that was soon overpowered by the intensity of the emotions
that flooded into his brain. Yugi was...Yugi was...kissing him?! And
then he melted into the kiss, unable to help himself. Oh gods his
Aibou was so good at this. His arms came up to wrap around the slight
figure that was holding him so tightly, and he gasped as a wayward
hand came up to caress his backside, not expecting such a gesture
from his innocent little light.

After thoroughly molesting his darker half through his clothes Yugi
broke the kiss, and it was at that time Atemu realized that he was
dreaming. He had to be – for the younger teen gave a
playfully evil grin, snapping his fingers, and suddenly the former
Pharaoh found himself tied down to a bed that he couldn't recall ever
seeing in his soul room before. Scarlet eyes widened and Atemu looked
back at his smaller partner in surprise.

“Aibou...what – ” He started to protest, only to be
cut off as Yugi climbed up on the bed, settling down beside him.

“You've been a naughty boy, Other Me...” Yugi smirked as
he trailed a finger down Atemu's chest. “We were supposed to
trade places before I got up on stage to make that speech...but you
just had to make yourself scarce...you know what that means, don't
you?”

Atemu couldn't help the shiver that ran the length of his spine at
his smaller partner's words and the actions that accompanied them. He
had to be dreaming, not just for the simple fact that Yugi had kissed
him...well, yeah, that too, but more so that the little one was
taking complete charge of their encounter. And as peculiar as it was
for him to be on the receiving end of his Aibou's sudden dominance it
seemed to fill a void within him that he had long since thought to
remain unfulfilled.

Throughout his entire life – and afterlife – people
had always seen him as the protector. A knight in shining armor who
would ride to their rescue and brave any difficulty, any obstacle in
order to save the day. And yes, he tried so hard to live up to this
sterling image. But when the shadows fell, and he was the only one
around, only then would he dream of someone who could rescue him,
someone who could assure him that it would be alright, that they
loved him for himself, not the image he presented to the world.

What he wanted, more than anything in the world, was for someone to
protect him, to care for him. It was his one dream that would most
likely never be realized. He had always sensed this ability in his
smaller partner, someone who would stand on equal footing with him,
but – with the exception of this rather vivid dream –
he doubted that he would be the recipient of that caring. With a
sinking heart Atemu gave himself over to the knowledge that he was
only dreaming. And then he decided to see where this dream would take
him.

Swallowing thickly he asked. “What does it mean, Aibou...?”
His imagination running rampant with all the different possibilities
that those words could mean.

The dream Yugi gave a light chuckle. “It means that you belong
to me now and I can do anything I want...” Slender hands
skirted his sides lightly, the grin on his younger partner's face
becoming slightly more sadistic. “And I've decided to take my
revenge by...tickling you!”

Atemu howled, squirming away from those invading digits. To counter
his darkness's ability to maneuver out of his way, the dream Yugi
straddled his taller partner's hips, causing a sharp intake of breath
from the duplicate below him, before attacking again. Eventually
Atemu cried out out, re-evaluating his opinion of this encounter
being merely a dream. It was entirely too real to be only that –
well, with the exception of that kiss. “Enough...I surrender!”

Yugi only smirked at him, situating himself firmly atop Atemu's lap.
“That's what I thought...you're not so tough, Other Me...in
fact...I'm willing to bet you're nothing but a big ole softy beneath
that don't fuck with me attitude. You just don't want anyone
to know what I know about you...”

Atemu bit back a moan as the smaller teen wriggled around on top of
him, praying for the other not to notice his sudden problem. Dream or
not – and at the moment he wasn't quite certain which reality
was the true one – he didn't want Yugi to think any less of
him. “And what would that be, little one?” He gasped.

“You can't fool me, Other Me...I know your thoughts.”
Yugi leaned in to whisper, taking a delicate nip at his ear as he did
so. “I know you want to be held down...to submit to another's
will...for someone else to take the decision out of your hands...”

“What?!” Atemu moved so suddenly he nearly dislodged his
smaller partner from his perch, but his movement was limited by the
shackles that held him to the bed. “Wherever did you get that
idea, Aibou?”

Yugi merely eyed him with a sadistic gleam. “As I said...you
can't hide your thoughts from me...and I intend to do something about
this delightful little fetish.”

As he was speaking the smaller teen moved lower so that he was now
straddling the former Pharaoh's thighs, his hands caressing the
expanse of his chest. Atemu's breath quickened as those fingers that
had only moments ago tormented him into surrender now teased their
way down his stomach, the look in his partner's amethyst eyes all but
daring him to refute the evidence that was within his easy reach.

“Nah...ah...Yugi, Aibou...” Atemu's coherent thought
ceased the moment those talented digits came into contact with his
twitching hardness. The sounds of a zipper being loosened filled the
room and suddenly he was free of the constricting clothing.
“Yugi...you don't...have...”

A single slender finger to the lips shushed him effectively as the
boy perched so prettily above him whispered. “But I want
to...now hush my darkness...”

And Atemu's thoughts turned into an incoherent scream as a
blinding-white heat engulfed his length. Startled, the former spirit
bolted up right, the last echo of his scream dying away as his
partner's wide-eyed form stared at him from beside him on the bed
where they had both, not moments before, fallen asleep in each
other's arms. Atemu didn't even have to look down to notice the
evidence of his sleep induced escapades, he could feel it drying on
his legs. Slowly he closed his eyes, willing his heartbeat back to
normal as Yugi put a hand to his forehead.

“Are you okay, Other Me?” He asked quietly, curious as to
why his darkness had woken with such a cry. This wasn't like Atemu at
all. “Was it a nightmare?”

Freaked out and thoroughly ashamed of his body's reaction to such a
vivid dream Atemu dodged the persistent hand, bolting from the bed
with a quickness. “It was nothing, Aibou...just a dream...I
have to go to...I have to go...” And then he fled the room,
with Yugi's curious eyes following him the whole way.

~ o ~
O ~ o ~

“Oh man...did you see Atemu today?” Jou nearly fell off
the couch that he had taken over since arriving at Anzu's house
moments ago. “I swear, jealous much?”

Anzu gave an answering laugh as she finished placing the last plate
of cookies out on the table, cautioning the blonde not to go
overboard and eat them all before the others' arrival. Her parents
had given her the go-ahead to host a small Christmas get together for
her closest friends while they were out of town. She felt bad,
abusing their trust like this, but it was for a good cause.
Apparently they needed some help with getting the former Pharaoh and
his lighter half together before the Christmas season was through.
And so, she had called in Ryou and Bakura, along with Malik and Marik
– knowing full well that her parents did not approve of the
two darker halves of her friends for all the commotion that they had
caused in their short school career.

“Yeah, he was...rather obvious today, wasn't he.” She
giggled again. “And so adorably klutzy on top of it. I swear he
walked into the same wall twice today!”

Oh, the former Pharaoh was so deliciously obvious that it hurt her to
watch. Apparently, after avoiding Yugi for the largest part of the
weekend, Atemu had come to school in the surliest mood possible,
giving anyone and everyone who dared take a second glance at his
sexily clad lighter half a promising glare. It was much to the
amusement of the small group that the former spirit was so worked up
over Yugi's new look, even going so far as to forget to watch where
he was going once or twice. But the one thing they had forgotten was
how stubborn the dark teen could be, and he had shown it by avoiding
Yugi for nearly the entire day, giving his glares well out of the
smaller teen's sight.

“Oh, he was more than obvious...” Jou admitted with a
chuckle. And Seto spoke up from behind the blonde, returning from a
quick trip to the bathroom to freshen up, with ice cold hands against
his neck. Jou hissed, smacking the hands away. “I completely
agree with that statement, love. It's a pity Yugi never got to
witness any of it, though.”

Anzu nodded along with Jou, saying. “Yeah, well, that's part of
the reason we're all here tonight...I've invited a couple of –
” Just then the doorbell rang and she gave them a glance. “And
that's probably them now.”

She set down the errant piece of mistletoe that she had been
nervously toying with and wandered out to the kitchen to answer the
door. A grin smoothed over her features as she came face to face with
two nearly identical sets of chocolate brown eyes.
“Ryou...Bakura...come on in guys.”

Ryou gave a quick hug as he presented her with another plate of
goodies, but Bakura pointed abruptly back towards the car as he
kicked the snow off his boots. “The freaks are still gathering
their stuff out of the car. I hope this is going to be good, cause
that was a show I didn't want to see!”

“Ah...uh...” Anzu covered her eyes with a grimace. She
wouldn't want to see that either.

Ryou merely rolled his eyes, tugging his darker half further into the
house as he toed off his boots. “Oh just ignore him...he's just
sore that he's not involved.”

“With them?!” Bakura screeched, insulted. “Not on
your life, little light of mine. Gah, makes me sick just thinking
about it!”

Not moments later a second pair of near duplicates, their platinum
blonde hair blowing wildly in the snowy wind, jogged up the steps and
into the house. “Sorry...had to do something...” Malik
snickered as he shot his darker half a playful glare – which
was returned to him with even more heat, and something else that Anzu
was unable to identify.

“Do something is right, beautiful...” Marik
purred, causing the whole room to erupt into a fit of blushes and
heartfelt groans.

Eventually Anzu recovered from her daze at the taller platinum
blonde's insinuation and she ushered the group into the living room.
“Okay...that is enough sexual innuendo for the moment. There's
virgin ears around here!”

Once the group made it into the living room it was to the howls of
Jou's loud laughter and Seto's quiet snickers. Noticing that they
were the center of attention the brunette cleared his throat and
attempted to look as though he was the innocent party. “I take
it you had a little fun on your way over?”

“Seto! Virgin ears!” Anzu admonished with a grin.

“Fun?” Bakura snorted. “You would call that fun,
Priest. A little voyeuristic are we?

“Who's got virgin ears?” Jou questioned.

“Bakura! Nice!” Ryou pinched his darker half's arm
causing the other to hiss and shoot him a promising glare –
to which he retaliated by stomping on his foot. “I mean it,
wise-ass! Nice!”

Malik edged away from the glaring duo, choosing a seat on the floor
beside the couch with a glance in Jou's direction. “She's
probably talking about Ryou. So...how's it hanging?”

“It's good, you?” Jou returned the banter, lightly
swatting his fiancée as Seto sat down beside him and gave a
quick kiss to his neck. A whisper passed the air between them and Jou
turned to growl. “You want to know, you ask him yourself!”

“Hey!” Ryou's belated reply came as he stuck his tongue
out at Malik. “I'm not a virgin!”

Rolling his eyes Jou looked at Bakura. “Seto's got somethin to
ask ya.”

The blonde knew of his boyfriend's trepidation around the two darker
halves of their friends. It wasn't that Seto was scared of them, he
wasn't, he just didn't know them well enough to accurately judge
their threat to those he cared about. Which was absolutely nil now
that they had been given their own lives and responsibilities, but
the teenage CEO didn't seem to want to acknowledge that fact. And it
irritated Jou greatly that the stubborn brunette had refused to get
to know them during the time they had attended Domino High School.

In Jou's opinion Battle City was over, and not one of them could
claim that they were the same people that they had been before the
King of Games was crowned. It was time to let the past lie. And if
his boyfriend wasn't willing to do it himself, then he would do it
for him.

In the following silence Seto pulled at his tie, suddenly
uncomfortable with all the eyes upon him. He had only sought to ask
Jou what the two darker halves thought of their new educational
institution. He hadn't meant it as a put down, he was genuinely
curious as to their thoughts on this new arrangement, being as it
separated them from their lighter halves for most of the day –
which he would have thought to drive them even more insane than they
already were.

Ryou smiled up at Bakura as the silence stretched out. “I think
he wants to know about your new school, Kura.”

Bakura only rolled his eyes. “I'm not going to bite, Priest,
you of all people should know this by now. And its okay...” He
shrugged offhandedly. “I miss my little rabbit, but it was my
own stupidity that got me in that mess and so I'm stuck with it until
they relent. I'm not going to go psycho on anyone cause I happened to
screw up and get caught.”

Ryou gave a genuine smile as he listened to his darker half's
explanation. He had repeatedly warned the two troublesome darkness's
that their pranks would end up getting them kicked out of Domino
public schools, but neither of them had listened to his advice.

The final straw for the school board had been when the two of them
had thought that pulling the fire alarm would be a fun prank. Instead
it had resulted in an entire squad of police cars, fire trucks and
news crews surrounding their high school, thinking it to be the work
of the anonymous person leaving bomb threats – only to find
the two culprits laughing themselves into fits in the bathroom on the
upper floor as the rest of the student body milled around outside, in
the harsh winter weather, waiting to see if the school would be
closed down.

Boy had he and Malik lost their tempers that week. Needless to say,
the two former pranksters vowed never again to go against the wishes
of their lights, or run afoul of the law – for the most part.
For, up until that point, the two lighter halves had taken their
pranks without a word to the contrary. Neither Ryou nor Malik had
bailed them out of juvenile that night, preferring for the two to
learn their lesson the hard way, and once the troublemakers were
finally released it had turned into a free-for-all with the lighter
halves – surprisingly – winning that war. It seemed that
withholding sex was a rather powerful weapon.

Marik sucked in a breath as he recalled his foolishness, and the
punishment that had followed. “Yeah that was our bad...”
He glanced at his smaller duplicate with a repentant grin. “They're
supposed to let us come back after the first of the year – if
we can prove that we've changed our ways.” With the wiggling of
his eyebrows, the rest of the group groaned in mock agony.

“Oh come on...we weren't that bad...were we?” Bakura
questioned, attempting to look as innocent as possible. But it wasn't
working as the group began to make various noises of disagreement.
“Aw come on...really?”

“You dropped a bucket of lime green paint on the history
teacher and got my hair!” Seto snorted. “And you –
” He pointed at Marik. “You stole all of our clothes in
gym! And that backdrop behind Ryou's choir...the one that said 'we
suck dick by choice' what was that if not bad?!”

Both darker halves had the grace to flush as their pranks were thrown
back in their faces. From the corner of the room Anzu shook her head.
This was not quite what she had in mind for this gathering. After a
moment where they were all doing nothing more than looking at each
other, not knowing what to say she cleared her throat. “Hey
guys...can we get to the point of this gathering before the rest of
the group gets here and we have no time to plan?”

Murmurs and nods from all around as the group was more than happy to
let the past become just that – the past. Ryou gave her a
suspicious look as he tugged Bakura down into a chair so that he
could sit in his lap. “Does this have anything to do with Yugi
and Atemu?”

Anzu nearly choked on the sip of pop she had just taken. “Is it
that obvious?”

“Well, neither they nor Miho is here yet so that leads me to
believe it has something to do with one or a couple of them...and if
you want help getting Atemu with Miho than you're barking up the
wrong tree.” Malik commented with a raised eyebrow. “Everyone
who's anyone knows he's in love with Yugi.”

Jou gave a short bark of laughter at the platinum blonde's mistaken
assumption. “Nah, actually Ryou's hit it on the nose. Look
guys, we all know that Atemu and Yugi are meant for each otha, right?
And that Miho's interferin' is getting in the way of that...?”

“Yeah.” Four voices exclaimed at one time, before Ryou
added with a laugh. “But when she saw Yugi today I thought she
was going to choke on her latte. And notice that she left Atemu alone
for most of the day too...don't know if it was his mood that put her
off, or the sight of Yugi's ass in those pants.”

“Probably both.” Jou snickered.

“So what's the plan?” Malik questioned, his features more
than a little attentive as he glanced around at the three people who
seemed to know how they wanted to accomplish this little task. “What
do you need us for?”

“Oh nothing drastic.” Anzu assured the group. “I'm
just going to take care of Miho tonight, and I want you guys to come
up with some fun games to play...just a normal get together for our
little group. But no setting anything on fire, and no stealing Bakura
– cause I don't want to explain to my parents that you were
over here without their consent!”

Bakura flushed guiltily, both of them recalling the last time he had
been here – being banned shortly afterward for the theft of
some high priced kitchen knives that Ryou just happened to find in
his possession the very next day.

“Oh, I've got some ideas...” Marik gave off a mischievous
grin, causing his lighter half to stare up at him in concern.

“That's fine, just no fires.” Anzu repeated. “And
another thing – ”

She had been about to say no sex in her house, but the doorbell rang
again, cutting her off. “I'll be right back.” She grinned
as she ran to the door.

“Hiya guys!” She exclaimed as she opened the door,
ushering the duo out of the freezing cold and into her house. Before
she was able to shut the door another person slipped in right behind
them, giving a sheepish grin as she passed. “Oh hey
Miho...sorry, didn't see you there. Come on in.”

Whatever else Anzu had been about to say was lost the moment she
turned around, the delectable sight of Yugi in a pair of
form-fitting, brilliant white jeans and matching short-sleeved mock
turtle neck filling her vision. Her jaw dropped, her eyes nearly
popping out of her head as she beheld her friend's angelic
appearance.

Apparently Atemu was feeling the same way, for his eyes never left
his smaller twin's form from the moment the thick winter coat came
off. She swore that the two of them had come straight off the cover
of a magazine. Atemu looked just as delicious in his baby blue button
down shirt, his ever-present collar peeking over the buttons that he
had left undone, a pair of skin-tight black jeans completing the
picture, and for a moment she felt faint as she stared between the
two of them, wholly unable to help herself.

“Anzu...are you okay?” Yugi's voice came to her as if
from a dream, and she shook her head to clear it.

“Oh, uh, yeah, I'm fine...why don't we all just make our way
into the living room. Everyone else is in there.” She replied
hastily.

The group shed the rest of their outerwear and wandered into the
living room. While looking for an unoccupied place to sit, Miho's
gaze found Yugi's form and she gasped out. “Oh my god! Yugi,
you look so good! What did you do differently? Did you get your hair
cut?”

“I agree. You do look good, bud.” Jou commented from his
place on the couch. Seto and the others nodded, some giving
appreciative compliments as the quiet teen blushed furiously.

“Uh...thanks guys.” Yugi responded with a sheepish grin,
turning his eyes to his darker half to find that Atemu had a rather
disturbed expression. He looked around, not knowing what to think of
his other's quicksilver mood changes, only to have Anzu wink at him
and nod back at Atemu with a grin.

After greetings were exchanged around the room Malik rubbed his hands
together excitedly. “Okay, I got a game for us to play...what
do you guys say to a couple of rounds of truth, dare or chicken?”

Yugi edged away from the wild-eyed blonde, giving his darkness a
blank look as he was pulled possessively down onto Atemu's lap. When
the royal teen only wrapped his arms around him Yugi turned to look
back at the lighter half of the platinum-haired duo. “I..uh,
what's chicken this time, Malik?”

Malik gave an evil chuckle, settling in closer to his darker half.
“If you play the chicken card you have to dress up in a pair of
footie pajamas tomorrow and sing Christmas carols at the top of your
lungs through the hallways...all day long.”

Ryou cringed with a delicate shiver. “Ooh, that's evil!”
He exclaimed.

“No more than the last one.” Jou reminded them with a
roll of his eyes.

The whole group laughed at that, with Miho looking on, confused,
since she hadn't been there to see Jou dressed in a leotard,
mimicking ballet moves as he danced around the mall while the group
was doing their school shopping. Anzu glanced at the blonde girl from
the corner of her eye. The guys were doing their part, it was time
for her to do hers.

“Hey, Miho...let's get everyone something to drink.” She
nodded towards the kitchen, knowing that her friend would follow.
“You guys can start without us for a moment, we'll be right
back.

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