A/n: For anyone and everyone reading any of my fanfics…there is a delay happening tha I’m trying to sort out…it has a lot to do with lack of reviews and there for lack ofinspiration to continue, but there are other tinier reasons. Any hoooooo…this is a newone for all the YU GI OH fans!! Hope you enjoy and REVIEW! Please.

Warnings: Yaoi, Partial A/U plot, violence, profanity and other prime time TV parental Guidance warnings…k?

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Lyson

Bleed For My Lover

Yugi’s POV

The sun was nowhere to be found, it was covered by clouds and there was thunder rumbling somewhere off in the distance. It would rain, I never doubted, it would pour…when it rains it pours.

Somehow though I never managed to have a miserable day, whether school sucked, or I argued with a friend, occasionally had days were it was life or death and I, at 16, was destined to save the world…nothing really made me miserable.

I smiled now as I looked across the living room into the kitchen, Yami was baking. I still called him Pharoah at that time, I knew he liked being called that because it reminded him of what was before all of this, his time in Egypt.

But the rest of the ‘gang’ called him Yami, they liked it better that he had a name…oh and a body. He was lucky he was rewarded so well by his ancient ancestors, he was supposed to be dead.

I was glad they chose not to take him to his grave…or he might not have been here, as my best friend. He exited the kitchen and came to sit next to me with a tray of biscuits, they smelled distinctively like gingerbread and my mouth watered as I took a breath of the steaming hot baked goods.

“God, that smells awesome.” I complimented him and watched him smile with pride, he loved doing things in modern times and getting them right.

“Yugi…isn’t this your favorite kind?”

I blinked,

“Yeah…how’d you know?”

“Well the recipe was on the refrigerator actually…”

I picked up one them and started eating on it, it really did taste amazing, like he had done the measurements perfectly and it was so good that before I knew it I was eating my third one.

I never realised that the entire time he had been staring at me and then when I did I felt like a pig,

“I’m…real…ly, sorry…” I was swallowing the chunks of biscuit awkwardly, “…I just…they taste really good…” I was blushing too because I was embarrassed and he was laughing at me.

I pouted like a child and wiped away the crumbs on my mouth with my jacket sleeve and I got up to leave, probably to my room, had I gotten far.

But Yami grabbed me by my waist and pulled me into his lap, the tray on the sofa next to us. I looked at him, not at all surprised by this closeness and he pulled me closer and laid my head on his shoulder.

“I apologise for laughing…you know I just cant resist your antics…am I forgiven?” he whispered into my ear and I sighed happily…again I never was miserable.

“Of course Pharaoh…you know I can’t be mad at you.”

He laughed lightly and I frowned at his amusement, seeing my expectant look he grinned like a child, getting up with me in his arms,

“I recall many a time when you threw all kinds of objects, including food at me when you’re angry with my teasing you…” he reminded me and I blushed,

“Its never for two long though…” I defended as he carried me into the kitchen.

He set me atop the kitchen counter and I watched him fiddle between the fridge and cupboards, retrieving two glasses and the milk carton.

He set them down next to me and poured milk for both of us. We were silent as we drank, but I loved how he always stared at me, looking directly into my eyes.

He looked as though he might be my older brother…again I was pleased that he wasn’t related to me for my own reasons…coughs…he wore dark denim jeans and a black ‘I’m with stupid’ T-shirt. He just looked to be an ordinary teen or young adult…he looked so simply happy.

He placed his glass down and came to stand between my legs, placing his arms around me he held me closely against him. I put my glass down and wrapped my arms round his neck, burying my face in the crook of his neck, my legs wrapping lightly around his waist. We stayed that way for minutes, just holding each other.

His lips again came to my ear,

“I love you Yugi…” he placed a kiss on my neck.

I smiled with complete bliss,

I love you Pharaoh…” I gripped tighter.

I never knew…I just never knew how soon I’d have to let go.