YGO x HP

Yami would later swear it was all Kaiba's fault.

"Yugi, the phone is ringing! Could you get it for me? I'm busy with a customer!" he called, before winking at the beautiful brunette in front of him. The lady smiled nervously and pushed forward the items. Whistling slightly, he started scanning them. The business was going good today.

"Coming, Gramps!" He finally heard, accompanied by several loud thuds as a young man ran down the stairs.

"Kame Game Shop! Yugi speaking, how can I-oh!" He suddenly quieted. "Seto? What's going on?"

The rest of the conversation escaped him as Yugi moved further away, his tone now subdued. Waving a cheerful goodbye to the customer, Sugoroku moved around the till and went to lock the doors. It was getting late after all. He flipped the sign to 'Closed' and let out a little sigh.

If Kaiba was calling, it must be important. The boy wouldn't have bothered to call the shop otherwise. And if he wanted to arrange for another rematch with his grandson, he would have just sent one of his lackeys or an official invitation. Because Seto Kaiba was just that 'extra', as Jounouchi would say, he thought with a chuckle.

"Okay. We'll do our own search into it. Yeah. Say hi to Mokuba." Yugi finished cheekily.

Sugoroku thought he heard a snort from the other end.

"Hmm. Yes, we'll be in touch. Especially if it is as serious as it sounds." There was another pause.

"Yeah I can hear the sarcasm, har har. Later then." With that Yugi pressed the call end button. Putting the phone down he gave a small groan and stretched his hands over his head, sighing in relief at the series of pops that followed.

Sugoroku smothered a chuckle. "Tired now, are we?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hmm." Yugi yawned. "Yami decided it would be a great idea to play Go Fish yesterday. That was after he had the brilliant idea of mixing energy drink with coffee, but before the actual effects kicked in." He grimaced and tugged at his hair.

"We were halfway through the second game and he looked like he was gonna vibrate out of his skin. I told him it was a bad idea, but what do I know of course, so I suggested he go run around the block and work off the energy or something. He didn't though because we were still in the middle of a game and games are 'serious business'." He made little quote marks with his fingers. "And I was like: 'Yami, we're playing Go Fish'." Yugi gave a small shrug.

"Either way, he wouldn't be deterred and I had to stay up with him until he came down from his energy-high," he paused, squinting at the clock on the wall. "Which was roughly two hours ago."

Sugoroku was openly chuckling at this point. Yami had discovered a passion in many of the modern age luxuries. Unfortunately, especially for Yugi, he had also discovered his love for coffee and other caffeinated drinks.

Seeing the great and mighty Pharaoh experience a sugar-rush for the first time was quite entertaining, unless your name happened to be Yugi Mutou, who had the dubious pleasure of experiencing the same feeling over their mind-link. He had tried to describe the feeling to his grandfather, only to come up short, and giggle helplessly as the Pharaoh started to sing a rather horribly butchered version of a song that was playing on the radio.

Since then the Pharaoh's caffeine intake was carefully monitored, but somehow he still managed to have secret stashes of the goods. Yugi had resigned himself to his fate by now.

"Well. You should probably catch some more sleep then, Yugi." Sugoroku had to smile as his grandson failed to contain another yawn.

"Mmm, I might just do that." Yugi mumbled. "I will be more of a use to Seto if I'm not completely dead on my feet."

"Oh yes." Sugoroku hummed. "What did he want exactly?"

Yugi gave an apologetic grin. "Sorry. Court business. And-"

"And you rather not tell me in case the next big bad comes after me fishing for information. Yes, yes." He waved dismissively. "I will be here in case you require my extensive knowledge of otherworldly things or my superior wisdom."

Yugi snorted and gave a small smirk. "Thank you, o wise-one." He gave a short bow, before taking off to the stairs, laughter growing quieter with the distance.

"Kids these days, hm?"he mumbled to himself, with a small smirk. "Guess I'll organize that shelf I've been meaning to look at."

Yugi entered the room and closed the door with a sigh. He leaned against the frame and watched the scene in front of him.

Yami was curled up on the bed, small frown tugging his brow. He mumbled something unintelligible and shifted the covers around.

Yugi quietly crept closer and climbed back into the bed. A wave of drowsiness hit him as soon as his head touched upon the pillow.

"Hmm."

Yugi lifted his his hand and placed his finger against the crease between Yami's brows and murmured soothingly. "Yeah, I'm back already. Go back to sleep."

A mumble was his only answer, before he was tugged closer to the warm body, Yami's arm wrapping around his waist and setting on his back. Yugi gave a another sigh and rested his cheek on Yami's shoulder. His eyes slowly closed and he felt himself succumb to sleep.

Naps were definitely the best thing ever.

A couple of hours later saw a considerably more awake Yugi Mutou emerge from the room and trot down the stairs. Idly scratching at his chin he entered the kitchen and flipped the light switch, squinting at the sudden brightness illuminating the room.

Blearily he opened the cupboard and grasped for coffee. 'Damn you, Yami.' A short while later he was sitting at the table, mug grasped in his hands and breathing in the steam that was slowly rising up.

A pair of arms circled around his shoulders and he had to lean forward to accommodate the sudden increase of a weight.

"Welcome back to the land of living, Yami."

The only answer he received was a mumbled groan and something that sounded like: "Mwmpf."

He couldn't resist the soft laugh that escaped him.

"Here." Yugi fumbled a bit, but managed to pass an identical mug to his companion, who seemed to have made himself comfortable by falling half-asleep on top of him. The mug was taken and he was rewarded with a slightly more appreciative groan. He turned his head to see Yami straightening and basically inhaling the still-scalding hot liquid. Crimson eyes opened more fully and he gave a little hum.

"You know you could have slept some more," Yugi pointed out. "I would have woken you up later."

"Yeah, well my pillow left me." Yami said, peering into the empty mug, as if expecting more liquid to magically appear.

Yugi held up the coffee pot and looked at Yami with a raised eyebrow. Yami gladly passed the mug along and gulped it down as soon as it was filled again.

"Ohh my love," he cooed at the coffee mug in his hands. "I don't know what humanity did to deserve you, but am I glad you are here."

Yugi ignored him, familiar with his partner's obsession, but still barely resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

"If you're done proclaiming your eternal love for coffee, we have things to talk about." he chuckled.

Yami responded to that with a sniff and walked over to nudge one of Yugi's elbows off the table with his hip before turning and unceremoniously plopping down on his lap.

"Don't feel left out now, partner. You know you are almost as important to me as coffee." Yami was getting more animated now, having had his caffeine boost.

"Oh geeze. Thanks." Yugu dead-panned. However he couldn't help cracking a grin.

"So, pray tell me," Yami started, shifting around to get his legs in a more comfortable position, "Why are we up at two in the morning?"

Yugi blinked at him innocently. "Do I need a reason?"

The look on Yami's face clearly showed he wasn't impressed.

"I know how much you love sleeping in, partner. If you didn't have a good reason to be up, you simply wouldn't be up. And I would have still had a pillow. Not that this isn't nice." Yami leaned into him. "So, why are we up?"

Yugi had to smile at that. 'You know me too well.'

'I would be shocked and offended at myself if I didn't.'

Yugi snorted. Content, he shifted his legs that were starting to fall asleep under Yami's weight and leaned back into the chair. His fingers were tracing the patterns on his coffee mug.

"Seto called me." he finally admitted.

"Does he want another rematch? Please tell me he doesn't want another rematch at three in the morning."

"No." Yugi shook his head. "You know he would first send an invitation for that and then try to make it the biggest media spectacle since the last spectacle."

"You got a point there." Yami nodded easily. "What then?"

Yugi hesitated, glanced around and looked back at Yami. His voice was barely a mutter now.

"It might have something to do with the Court."

That immediately grabbed Yami's attention. He set down his once-again empty cup and turned to look at Yugi properly.

"Hmm." Yugi nodded. "Some of the agents picked up a strong Shadow magic activity."

Yami's eyes sharpened at that and then narrowed. "Why didn't we feel anything? We should have noticed something like that, especially if it's something other than duel monster summons."

Yugi shrugged. "I am not certain." he admitted. "From what Seto told me, the agents are having hard time pin-pointing the exact source of the disturbance, also adding the fact that it's not around here."

"Ah." Yami nodded in understanding. "By 'not around here' I'll assume he means different country."

"Got that one." Yugi blew some strands of his hair from his face. "And since we're not tied down by any responsibilities here-"

Yami raised an eyebrow. Yugi continued undeterred.

"-and not 'heading a multi-billion dollar company' by Seto's words; we are the best chance they got to track down the mysterious disturbance."

"And if it's giving some of Kaiba's best issues, who else to send but the strongest Shadow users." Yami finished.

"Not that he'd willingly admit that to be true, but yes." Yugi poked Yami in ribs lightly, signalling that he wanted him to get up.

Yami moved with ease, getting up and grabbing both of their mugs and rinsing them in the sink.

"So, where are we to be headed?"

Yugi smirked at this. "England."

"I see." Yami put the mugs in the drying rack.. "Do you want to leave immediately?"

"I don't see why not. It should be evening there right now, seems like a good time. The Shadows will provide better cover than during the day." Yugi also stood up and and pushed the chair back under the table.

"Right on that." Yami nodded thoughtfully. "Do we have everything we need?"

"I believe so." Yugi felt where their decks rested in the holsters on the belts.

"Then let's do it." Yami went to stand in front of him and offered him his hand. "Shall we, my King?" he asked with a smile.

Yugi grasped the hand easily, offering a grin in return. "Of course, my Pharaoh."

The shadows seemed to grow out from under them and together they disappeared from the kitchen and Japan.

A/N I can't believe I got into Yugioh again. It's been years. I hope this story holds my interest more so than some of the others. I have some vague ideas as to what I want to do, but nothing concrete.

Also this will definitely end up as Puzzleshipping, if I get that far. It might already seem like it, but they're not together. Yet. They're just very close.