Hi Everyone!

I know, I should really be working on other things, but this I wanted to share with you. For now, it is a one-shot, but I have been writing more chapters for it as I fell in love with the concept.

Genres: Romance, Humor and General
Warnings: not so much, nothing really happens.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, I just wish to write fanfiction surrounding the couple Atemu x Yami.

Enjoy!

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Blind Date

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Yugi groaned as he flopped onto his bed and pretended to die. It would make things a lot easier, he'd have to admit. Though it would also make it impossible to become a pro-duelist. He won Duelist Kingdom, but that didn't mean he was there yet. Slowly he lifted the hand holding a crumbled piece of paper, staring at the thick black numbers at the bottom line. Twenty-five thousand dollars... He'd have to pay that much to be able to enter the tournament he'd been looking forward to for a few months. Everyone would be there, the best Duelists the world had to offer... though at this rate, he wouldn't be there.

He didn't have an amount of money like that, not between now and a week's time. Life sucked... he was finally good at something and then the opportunity was snatched away from him. Turning onto his stomach and opening his laptop to video-chat with Jonouchi, he tried to explain the whole problem to the blond. Jonouchi merely laughed and shook his head.

"Yug', that's a lot of money", the blond said and Yugi groaned loud, flopping his head back onto the bed.

"I know! Don't remind me". For a moment there was silence.

"You could always date a rich guy", Jonouchi muttered softly and Yugi lifted his head to stare at his friend. Rolling his eyes up to the ceiling, Yugi frowned.

"No. Way. Besides, who'd go out with me?", he asked, "I'm too short, too chubby, too childish and way too shy". Jonouchi shrugged slightly.

"It's fine by me Yug', just trying to offer ideas. You could also try to pick a lock and rob a jewellery store, but the first won't end you up in jail. You'll be going out with a guy. Nobody needs to know he pays you for it, and there are nice guys, you know?", the blond offered and Yugi groaned.

"Jou, please... Trying to set me up to a rich guy won't solve my problems. They'll just make them bigger", he muttered to his sheets, though Jonouchi chuckled.

"That's why they invented cold showers, Yug'", he retorted, laughing at Yugi's beet-red face. "Anyhow, I gotta go. See ya Monday at school!" Yugi waved as he was still incapacitated to speak at all. Leave it to Jou to humiliate him into the next world. At least he wouldn't have to worry about the tournament anymore...

Looking up when his laptop bleeped as he received a message, he stared at the link Jonouchi shared. Seriously?, his mind provided, though his hand moved of its own accord and clicked it. His curiosity got the better of him once again and he could feel his face warm at the suggestive pictures and titles. He swallowed thickly when his eyes were glued to the invitation to have a "From Top to Bottom-filled Night" joined by a very suggestive photo.

His mind was screaming at him to abort the mission, until he noticed an invitation that was rather... calm. Especially between all the other loud messages upon the forum. It asked for a passionate date, price to be discussed by the one who offered. Yugi stared at his hand as it once again moved without him actually wanting to, but he didn't object enough and his amethyst eyes were looking at the invitation suddenly. It was a very neatly written, quite decent, message.

Currently I reside in Domino City and wish for some company during my stay. A diner-date with a stay in the most luxurious hotel is guaranteed. Please contact me for more info.

Yugi's hands trembled as he touched his keyboard. How much? He couldn't believe himself when he'd pressed the send-button and held his breath anxiously. Within his mind he was begging for the other, who called himself "Pharaoh", to not reply. Or already have a date. This was all Jonouchi's fault, he'd set him up to do this. There had to be another way. There had to-

Send me a picture and I'll tell you. Yugi cursed. What had he done? He couldn't turn back now, could he? What if this was a pervert? Yugi hit himself. Of course it was a pervert, that was why the guy was on the forum in the first place. Curious to know how much he was worth, Yugi scanned through the many photo's on his laptop and closed his eyes as he clicked a decent one.

Say no. Say no. Say no, he prayed. Too young, too chubby, too- Oh shit. Not good... That was not a picture of him. That was a picture of Yami... his brother... who'd murder him for even attempting this.

Very nice. How much do you ask? Yugi stared at the message and he could feel his eye twitch. There was a pervert on the other end of the internet who thought his brother was nice-looking. Well, duh, everyone with a brain thought his brother was nice-looking. Nothing new about that, nothing to worry about.

Thirty thousand? Yugi replied back. He didn't have time to think.

Deal. Send me your address and bank-account number, I'll transfer the money to you. My chauffeur will pick you up tomorrow, six pm sharp. It was done before he knew it. He'd given Pharaoh all the details he needed... Yugi had just set his brother up... had sold him to a pervert. Slowly, he got off the bed and walked from his bedroom towards Yami's, gently knocking on the door.

"Come in", his brother's deeper voice called through the door and Yugi gently opened it. Yami was studying, as usual, a thick notebook next to an even thicker book. Crimson eyes turned to him and a broad, warm smile appeared upon Yami's lips. Yugi tilted his head, his brother was absolutely worth thirty thousand dollars, wasn't he? Slender, but muscular... a little taller than Yugi, perfect pale skin and a brilliant brain too. His tri-coloured hair was much like Yugi's as well, except for the edges. Instead of amethyst, they were crimson, like Yami's almost all-seeing eyes.

"What's up, Little One?", Yami asked, chuckling softly when Yugi pouted and tried to glare at him. His chuckles died slightly when the sweetest of smiles curled his little brother's lips.

"I arranged a date for you", Yugi said as he got closer and hopped onto Yami's bed. Yami rose an eyebrow elegantly and tilted his head.

"A date?", he questioned. Yugi nodded.

"A blind date. You'll like it". The smaller brother knew that wasn't very convincing, yet, he couldn't come up with something else. Yami stared at him, before he turned back to his desk and scribbled something into his notebook.

"I don't need a date, Yugi. Besides, the last one you put me up with was a disaster. I don't need a repeat of that, thank you", he said, though he turned when Yugi sighed loud.

"But, Yami, please?! After all the trouble I went through? You can't just blow him off". Yugi fiddled with his fingers slightly. "You need a break from studying and I don't want to see you end up all alone if I ever move out of the house", he tried. Yami stared at him with disbelief.

"It'll get grandpa off of my back?" Yugi knew he was sounding pathetic, but it made Yami chuckle softly.

"Let me get this straight. You want me to go on a date so that you'll get the best deal out of it?", Yami asked, pointing at Yugi with his pencil. Yugi rose his shoulders, smiling guiltily.

"Yes?", he sort of admitted. He sighed loud in relieve when Yami laughed at him and shook his head. There was still hope, Yugi believed. Especially when Yami sighed softly in his defeat. Yugi would know that sigh from miles away, he'd heard it many times before.

"Fine", Yami consented, "when?" Yugi grinned as he hopped off the bed.

"Tomorrow, six pm sharp. You'll be picked up at our home", Yugi said, repeating the message from the pervert. Yami rose his eyebrow again.

"Picked up?", he asked and Yugi nodded.

"Yeah. By his chauffeur", he answered. He watched how Yami frowned a little sceptically, before returning to his book and scribbling.

"Sure, Yugi. Whatever you say". Yugi still smiled as he exited Yami's bedroom, though a cold shiver ran down his spine. He knew that tone Yami had said the last words with. That meant Yami's gears had started turning... No, Yugi had to believe his brother wouldn't find out until tomorrow. Flopping back onto the bed because his world was sure to end by tomorrow, Yugi groaned softly. He didn't have to worry about the tournament any longer.

Yami was going to kill him.

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Yami sighed softly as he stepped out of the house five minutes before six. Dressed in neat, yet tight black slacks and a dark-blue blouse, the crisp spring air was a little chilly to the exposed skin of his lower arms. He thought of slinging the jacket around his shoulders instead of holding it, but he dismissed the idea when he saw a pair of headlights come his way. Goosebumps appeared on his skin, though he was certain it wasn't just the breeze creating them. He was a little nervous, he had to admit. Yugi had different ideas about guys to date than him and it was true, his last date Yugi had set him up with had been a complete and total disaster.

Raising a sceptical eyebrow at the expensive car parking in front of their door, Yami watched the chauffeur exit the car and walk up towards him. The door was held open as the chauffeur lay his eyes on him.

"Mr. Muto?", he asked kindly and Yami took a deep breath as he took a step forward and entered the car. His paranoid side told him to please get out, back inside and hide underneath the blankets. That this was a bad idea, though his reasonable side told him he had a switch blade in his pocket which he was more than capable of using.

"Thank you", he said as the chauffeur let him enter in his own time, before closing the door behind him. Crimson eyes looked around the car, pale hands almost afraid to touch the leather seats. The car itself was spotless, cleaner than Yami had ever seen a car, though it was a pleasant surprise. He stared at the mini-fridge and the endless row of buttons in the ceiling, though he didn't touch anything.

Except for his seat.

He barely felt the car being parked ten minutes later and he gazed out of the window at the luxurious restaurant before him. Yami caught himself before he opened the door, not wanting to offend the chauffeur, who had already gotten out of the car. Thanking the man once more, he received another bow in return. Stepping inside the hallway of the restaurant, he checked himself once in the mirror covering the wall. The hallway appeared to be at least three times its original size that way and Yami gazed around, deep down very impressed.

Truth be told, he had never before in his life set foot in a restaurant like this one. The decorations looked expensive, the floor was nearly able to reflect his image as good as the mirror and everyone was dressed impeccably. It almost scared him to walk forward to the waitress assigning people their seats and as he had to wait a moment, Yami couldn't help but let his crimson eyes gaze around the room. The restaurant was filled with men dressed in suits and women in evening gowns. Yami could even see several high ranking business people at a table with goblets of wine and an entrée served to them prior to his coming.

"May I help you, sir?", the waitress asked kindly and Yami turned to her with a smile of his own.

"I am here to meet with Pharaoh", he said confidently and she nodded at him, before making her way passed the many tables to a more private area. Room dividers were set up around this part and it was a lot quieter than it had been at the front of the restaurant. The waitress knocked gently, before entering the slightly closed-off area.

"Your guest is here, sir", she said softly and Yami followed her inside. Candlelight burned delicately, the table seen to with beautiful plates and cutlery, decorated with a silken tablecloth and a vase filled with red roses. Yami smiled slightly, his crimson eyes falling upon the man standing up from behind the table he had occupied. It surprised Yami they looked so much alike, even their height was nearly identical.

"Thank you, Clarisse", the man said softly, his baritone voice a little deeper than Yami's. He was dressed handsomely in his black suit, the red tie complimenting his rose-red eyes as well as his tanned skin. The man was slender built, muscular in just the right places and Yami allowed his eyes to wander. A smirk appeared upon tanned lips and crimson eyes were drawn towards it, before Yami locked eyes with the stranger.

"You're not shy", the man commented and Yami smirked boldly.

"Why deny my eyes the sight?", he asked and a soft chuckle was his answer.

"Indeed, why not?" Yami smiled when he watched rose-red eyes wander over his own body, his skin warming as he allowed the other to take him in. "Though were are my manners? Please, sit", the tanned man said as he pulled the chair back for Yami. Though he was flattered, Yami remained where he was.

"This is not a blind date, is it?", he asked softly. The tanned man smirked slightly.

"Whatever you wish really, you agreed to the appointment, the money is yours". Yami took a deep breath as he slowly rose his hand.

"I knew it", he muttered, followed by a "One second", motioning for it with his hand and he received a questioning stare in return as he took his phone from his pocket and dialled quickly. As soon as the other end picked up, Yami spoke: "Yugi? When I get home, I hope you'll have the knives under lock and key, for God help me if I find one, I will sever you from your manhood instantly", before hanging up. Rose-red eyes stared at him with mirth, the man chuckling softly while Yami took a deep breath to calm down. He glared at his phone once more, before pocketing it with another deep breath and calmly turned to the other man to apologize.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that, but my brother had better be warned. I'm sorry you've been set up by him and I sincerely apologize, but I have not come here to sleep with you", Yami said and he bowed his head in shame. He heard the other man sigh softly.

"It is too bad you've been set up by your brother, though my "advertisement" never stated I wanted a bed-partner. It would be a waste of our food, unless you're eyes were lying?", the man asked and he pulled the chair he was still holding back just a little. Yami rose a sceptical eyebrow.

"Just a date?", he asked. He couldn't lie to himself. This man was very attractive, at least to him he was and so far he had been a real gentleman. Yami knew he had a weak spot for those kind of men. A gentle nod came from the other.

"Just a date", was the answer and Yami took a small step forward. Slowly, he extended his hand towards the other.

"Yami Muto", he said and a smile was send his way, the tanned hand warm against his own when the other took it. Yami couldn't stop his knees from trembling though when a soft kiss touched his knuckles.

"Call me Atemu, please", he said softly, not yet releasing Yami's hand as he indicated towards the chair. Yami could feel a blush covering his cheeks as he sat down and was gently guided towards the table. Atemu sat down opposite of him and rung a small bell. Yami stared at the new waitress rounding the corner and thanked her for the menu. His normal glass was filled with cold, refreshing water, while his goblet coloured red with wine. As she left, Atemu looked at him.

"If you rather have anything else to drink, please say so", he offered and watched how crimson eyes stared at him once more. They were beautiful, he mused quietly.

"I actually don't drink that much, Atemu. It's all right as it is", Yami answered and Atemu smiled. Yami slowly tilted his head with a smile of his own. "Though you don't seem to mind", he noticed and that received him a chuckle. It was a nice chuckle, Yami mused.

"No, I don't", Atemu merely shared with him, but that was fine. It said enough and Yami slowly opened the menu. "You can pick anything you wish", the tanned man said, before he turned his gaze towards the dishes he could chose from. Yami held his breath, releasing it slowly as he looked at what could be served and the prices next to them.

"Are you sure? This is very expensive, outrageous even", Yami muttered as flipped the page. Atemu chuckled softly, but nodded.

"I am sure", he answered, before closing his menu and allowing his rose-red eyes to rest upon Yami once more. He studied him as Yami read the menu, never before having to assure his "date" that it was fine whatever they picked. Pleasantly surprised by himself, he found it a welcome change. Crimson eyes caught him staring and Atemu smirked.

"Yes?", the pale man asked softly and Atemu nearly purred.

"Nothing. Just that one look is hardly enough to take all of you in. One look is definitely not enough to appreciate you, to see how your anger made you beautiful or how your humble self is flattering. No, I needed another look", Atemu said and he smirked at the blush covering pale cheeks.

"You're flirting me with me", Yami replied boldly and Atemu chuckled.

" A man can try. You were bold enough to start it when you came in and stared at me". That received him a curl from Yami's lips in between a smile and a smirk.

"Well, like I said, I couldn't deny my eyes the sight. But I didn't just say that to get on your good side, Atemu", Yami replied, a soft chuckle escaping him as Atemu seemed to almost pat himself on the back teasingly. He watched how Atemu took a small sip from his wine instead and Yami looked back at the menu again though it was with the other man still staring at him. Letting his finger dance across the letters to find something to eat that was not priced outrageously, Yami glanced back up to Atemu again.

"Yes?", he whispered again playfully and another chuckle came from the tanned man.

"Just wondering if you're doing this on purpose", Atemu replied and Yami rose his eyebrow.

"Do what on purpose?", he asked.

"Trying to hide behind that piece of paper". Yami slowly lowered the menu, he wasn't hiding. He just didn't know what to pick. Besides, those smouldering rose-red eyes were distracting him, it truly was Atemu's own fault. There was also the fact Yami didn't want to be caught staring, Atemu was handsome in his suit and very attractive otherwise.

"Well... I don't know what to pick", Yami answered, placing the menu atop the table and give a slight confused-kind of shrug. Atemu sat back in his chair and softly rang the bell.

"How about I order something and surprise you?", he asked. Yami stared at him.

"So you can try to undress me?", he asked, though that received him a soft snort.

"I'm not- Okay, I was trying to undress you from the menu, yes. I have succeeded", was the counter and Yami had to admit it was a good one. He listened how Atemu ordered their entrée, first course, main course and desert quietly, not willing to know how much it would cost the tanned man. Deep down, he felt a little guilty about still accepting the date. Especially considering how expensive everything was. When the waitress left, Atemu turned his attention back onto Yami and tilted his head slightly at the change of atmosphere.

"Something wrong?", he asked softly and crimson eyes looked up at him.

"Just that... you must be very lonely", Yami pointed out and rose-red eyes turned away slightly. "I feel a little guilty for accepting the date, everything is so expensive, Atemu...", he started softly, but the tanned man rose his hand slightly.

"You didn't know it was me you'd be meeting, right? You've been set up on a blind date with me. Let me surprise you, let me give you an evening you'll enjoy. Let us both enjoy ourselves", Atemu said and rose his glass towards the pale man. Yami sighed softly as he picked up his own, once again surprised at the gentleness with which Atemu spoke and his sincerity. A kind smile appeared on Yami's lips as he touched his goblet with Atemu's.

"You're a real gentleman, Atemu", he commented and the tanned man curled his lips in between a smile and a smirk.

"I can try, especially because I'd like to stay in the "keeping my parts"-zone", he answered in return and Yami laughed as he remembered his threat to Yugi. Atemu joined him in his laughter, which had Yami warmed from deep within him to the tips of his toes, before Atemu steered the conversation towards wanting to know him and Yami told him things about himself. About how he and Yugi aspired to run the game store their grandfather owned, that he was now in business school to make sure he was capable of doing so and that he wanted to open up more stores around the city as well. He told Atemu of how his soon-to-be-murdered brother was actually very kind and wanted to teach children how to play games. Yami embarrassed himself when he didn't know which cutlery to use as their courses arrived, though Atemu was kind enough to help him out, which only coloured Yami's blush more red.

The food was as exquisite as the restaurant itself, Yami wished he could cook like the sous-chefs clearly could, but he enjoyed himself whilst he asked Atemu for his favourite thing to do in his spare time, after Atemu had asked it to him. The tanned man chuckled softly as he played with his dessert slightly.

"Actually... I like to go to a park or botanical garden to find some peace and quiet. Away from the meetings at the office", Atemu answered softly, savouring the taste of the strawberry ice-cream. Yami nodded slowly. He hadn't asked the tanned man about his profession. In fact, Yami didn't want to ask too many personal questions as he was afraid he would offend Atemu in doing so. The latter had been kind to him as well while asking his own questions, mainly about Yami obviously, though Atemu was also interested in his choice of profession and Yami gladly told him about it. Atemu had mentioned a few times he worked at an office and Yami was smart enough to know it was a very good position for the man to afford dinner at a restaurant of this calibre. He didn't mind though, he wasn't guilty anymore about accepting Atemu's invitation to stay either. He was enjoying himself, Atemu was a kind man and Yami was flattered by him too.

"Can I get you anything else?", Atemu asked softly, snapping Yami from his musings and crimson eyes locked with rose-red. Gently, Yami shook his head.

"Thank you for the offer, Atemu, but I'm full. I had a wonderful evening, but I really should head home", Yami said softly, pushing his chair back slightly. Atemu rose up as he did, helping him with his chair and Yami could feel his cheeks warming up. It had to be the tiny amount of wine, even though his mind screamed at him to stop lying to himself. He was really flattered by Atemu, simple as that.

"Here, let me show you out. Charles will take you back home", Atemu said, gently offering Yami his coat, before he helped him with into it. Yami slowly turned, warmth brewing beneath his skin.

"It's all right, the game store isn't very far from here. I'd like to take a stroll home, if you don't mind. I like doing so, even if it is nearly the middle of the night", Yami said softly whilst Atemu walked him to the exit of the restaurant. The front of it was still very full with people enjoying themselves and Yami was surprised he hadn't heard them whilst he had been with Atemu. As they stepped outside, Yami glancing at Atemu when he didn't pay his bill and the chauffeur came up to meet them to show them towards the car.

"No, Charles, Yami and I will go for a stroll", Atemu said as the older man was about to greet them. Yami added an elegantly raised eyebrow to his glance. Atemu chuckled softly.

"I wouldn't be a real gentleman if I didn't walk you home, right? Besides, I wouldn't forgive myself if something would happen to you on your way", the tanned man explained himself gently. Yami looked away slightly to hide his blush, though rose-red eyes caught it anyway. Charles bowed before the tanned man.

"As you wish, sir. You're coat?", he asked, which Atemu accepted, before he allowed Yami to lead the way home. Yami accepted the offered arm, the crisp spring air clearing his head slightly. It did nothing against the fire beneath his skin however, though it was pleasant to feel it. Rose-red eyes glanced his way and Yami tilted his head slightly.

"Yes?", he questioned and Atemu smiled at being caught.

"Nothing", he murmured, though that received him a small shove against his side. He listened at Yami muttering "Liar" playfully, which broadened his smile. "All right, I give up. I was just really curious as to why your brother would set you up for a date with me". He watched how the gears in Yami's head started turning, the younger male biting his lip slightly.

"You never asked how much", Atemu commented softly and Yami sighed.

"No... I guess I didn't want to know. You really have to withdraw that money anyway, I won't allow him to keep it", Yami said, his crimson eyes burning and Atemu chuckled.

"Thirty-thousand", he said, waiting for a reaction from the pale man. At first, Yami's face went slack, before a frown appeared and those beautiful crimson eyes were set aflame.

"Oh... I know where that money is for", Yami growled softly and curious, Atemu rose his eyebrow. He didn't need to ask though. "It's that bloody tournament he wants to go to, I'm sure of it! He needs twenty-five thousand dollars to enter. Just because he won Duelist Kingdom he thinks he can take on the whole world!", Yami ranted, before he halted when Atemu laughed. Again, that joyous sound and Yami kept quiet just so he could listen to it.

"Your brother has guts", Atemu said, still chuckling softly. Yami snorted.

"But no brains, obviously. As if I wouldn't find out, I'm not stupid!", Yami exclaimed and Atemu silently agreed to that. Yami certainly wasn't stupid, he had figured out his brother's plan after all... he was smart, kind and good-looking. To feel guilty about accepting the date, to have interesting stories to tell, to offer a listening ear in return and to, put bluntly, reject Atemu before it had all really began. Those qualities drew Atemu towards Yami like a moth to a flame.

"Please, Atemu, withdraw the money transfer. I don't want you to pay for Yugi's tournament", Yami said softly, snapping the tanned man from his musings.

"Actually, it's my tournament", he replied and crimson eyes stared at him. Atemu chuckled softly.

"Your tournament?", Yami asked, which received him a small nod.

"Together with Kaiba Corporation I am holding this tournament. It started out as a bet, really, between Seto and myself. I said I could earn more profit from a tournament than Pegasus had done with Duelist Kingdom. He said I couldn't, so here I am, trying", Atemu explained.

"So, you're not an arms dealer then?", Yami asked, Atemu laughing as he grinned teasingly.

"You thought that was my profession?", Atemu asked a little bewildered and Yami shrugged. "Why didn't you ask?" Yami looked away at the question.

"I didn't want to offend you, though I am very happy to know you're not an arms dealer. I... I am very happy to know you respected my view upon this date as well, Atemu", Yami said softly as he watched the game store come into view. He actually slowed his pace a little and Atemu followed in his steps. The tanned man had never been so unwilling to let go.

"You couldn't offend me, Yami, I'm sure of it. This evening you have proven that there are still people out there like you", Atemu said softly and Yami stopped walking as he turned to Atemu questioningly. "As an answer to your earlier question, yes, I am lonely sometimes. I have been looking for someone who could take that away, though until you, I hadn't met someone and I was starting to lose hope. Thank you, Yami, for this evening". Yami smiled kindly.

"It was my pleasure, Atemu, to meet you and date you. Though I am not worth thirty-thousand dollars. Take your money back?", Yami pleaded softly, but Atemu merely smiled as he let go of Yami's arm slowly and took a pale hand in his own instead.

"Tell you what. Considering we have to take a rain check on that luxurious hotel room and I'd like to see your brother compete, I can let him enter for free, if you'd be willing to spend another evening with this lonely man?", Atemu asked, smirking slightly. Yami rose his eyebrow.

"Hotel room?", he asked and Atemu bit his lip slightly. Yami gazed at the other man, could feel his discomfort and sighed softly.

"Yugi is going to die", he muttered, which made Atemu laugh softly and Yami was glad it did. Somehow, he didn't want to see Atemu sad or lonely or in any kind of discomfort. He smiled kindly as he was able to take Atemu's worries away. "I enjoyed myself tonight, Atemu, and you were a true gentleman. One I didn't know were still alive these days. I'd be more than happy to join you on another date again, though this time, don't involve any money?", he asked. Atemu smiled, before kissing the top of Yami's hand gently.

"I promise", he whispered, before taking a step back and another, walking towards his car as he left Yami a few steps away from the front door. The pale man stood frozen on the spot, slowly raising his hand to wave at Atemu, glad the other couldn't see the beet-red blush covering his cheeks. He had just agreed to another date with Atemu... He was going to date Atemu... A man who had just kissed the top of his hand in goodbye...

For several moments, Yami remained outside, giving himself some time to overcome the blush and gather his thoughts before walking towards the house. Entering the game store from a side-entrance, he left his shoes near the door so he wouldn't create too much noise. It was already late, everyone was probably asleep. He rose to his full height however as the lights atop the staircase blinked to life and someone came down.

"Yami? You're still alive! You haven't been kidnapped! How was the date?" Yami didn't turn around as he heard Yugi's voice call out to him. Instead, he lowered his hand into his pocket, only then glancing back at Yugi with his crimson eyes burning. Flicking the blade into the light, he smirked.

"Yugi? Run".

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Thank you for reading the newest addition to my ever-growing list of stories. I hope you enjoyed and please leave a review if you can.
If I have enough chapters written, I might post a continuation. For now, the story is finished.

Thank you and byebye!