Hello friends! For your enjoyment, I have written a lovely story about a group of friends who sit around a basement and get high. I call it- "That 70's Show!"

Actually, I'm just kidding.
But I hope you enjoy this Yuugiou fanfic instead.

(By the way, everything is spaced out pretty crappily. I tried, but the document uploader thingy hates me. And stuff.)

Disclaimer: I don't own it, hoe!

Angry, as usual, a certain white-haired albino threw the doors of the game shop wide open. "Motou!" he screeched, hands balled into fists. Bakura--
Was a challenged youth, to say the least. When everyone around him was happy, he was angry. When a friend was in need, Bakura was unwilling to help. In fact, needy people made him- Well, angry. Everyone assumed that it had something to do with his past life, and so on.

All they ever did was make excuses for him.

For him and everything else that was wrong with the world. And at best, they ignored him.
It was frustrating because Bakura made it his goal in life to upset people. That sounded terrible, and it was! That was the point.

Bakura was a nasty person.
And then there was Yuugi...

"Hello Bakura!"

He was an odd boy. First off, Yuugi's look was all wrong. At first glance you'd think he was some sort of gang-banger; the way he wore sickeningly tight leather. Maybe it was the wrist cuffs?

It must have had something to do with the terrible dye job and the way it spiked out at random angles, as if he had just taken a shower.

And then when you really looked...

Yuugi Motou was nothing less than a handsome young man. His features were so soft, large eyes, bright smile. He looked pretty damn close to angelic. As long as you weren't looking at him from behind, which wasn't the case lately.

Yuugi was something of a...

Well, to put it lightly, his feminine-features brought on much unwanted attention from his male friends.

It always went over Yuugi's head, though.

The smaller teen blinked, his head cocked to one side, "Bakura? Was there a reason you just walked into my store screaming my name or are you just that bored?" Honestly, where was Ryou these days? He was constantly letting his darker half off the chain. It just didn't seem like a good idea for one crazed-albino to have so much freedom.

Said teen stood at the entrance of the shop, absolutely fuming. If Yuugi wasn't used to the bipolar teen, he would have made a run for it. Or maybe thrown himself to the floor, begging to be spared. Either way...

"What are you DOING?!" The man burst out, "do you know what time it is?"

Yuugi just stared, quite unsure of what to say or do. What the heck was he even talking about?? This crazy, darker version of his friend Ryou was screaming at him, in his own home and Yuugi didn't even know why. Shaking his head, an eyebrow cocked high, Yuugi responded "It's about 4:32...Why do you ask?"

He regretted the words as soon as they left his lips, trying to hide the slight tremble in his hands. Bakura looked pissed.

That was probably an understatement. Probably.

The teen stepped briskly to the spiky-haired duelist, hands still in fists, face still etched in fury.
Yuugi was pretty surprised when one of those hands reached out and grabbed his and when that face became host to a cocky smirk that Bakura was known for.

"Because, Ryou works everyday at 4:00. Every day, brat. And you're supposed to be his replacement. You're failing."

And this was how many of Yuugi's days went.

Lately, he had been hanging out with Bakura because everyone else was busy. Occasionally, everyone would meet up for dinner on the weekends or a few of the friends would gather when they had a day off together...

It was school.

It was college, to be exact.

Anzu was preparing to go to America for her dance school. Yuugi was very happy that she was going to be living her dream, but he couldn't help but be very sad at the thought that he might be losing one of his best friends forever.
Not to mention that she had convinced Honda to follow her. They were an odd and unexpected couple…

Jounouchi had a new job with Seto Kaiba, one that took up much of his time. While Yuugi was proud of Jou for sticking with a job that he hated, working for a man that he didn't much like anyway, the spiky-haired youth couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous, too. Seto Kaiba, a powerful business man. And icy, cruel, handsome, muscular--

Anyway—

Ryou and Malik were often together, when Ryou wasn't at work. Yuugi suspected that they were a couple but Bakura always turned the idea down.
Angrily.

But then again, that was Bakura.

And then there was Yami.

The other half of his soul.

The man who shared their title: 'King of Games.'

The only person Yuugi could be himself around—

And currently, his biggest rival.

The duo was actually fighting at the moment, so spending a day with Bakura instead of him was kind of a relief. This was actually a fairly new development, spending more time with Bakura than Yami.

It all started a few weeks back when Yami and Yuugi were deep in conversation. After sharing a body and being such close friends for the past few years, they thought they knew everything about each other, but they were wrong.

"Yuugi," the dark started, eyeing his partner worriedly from across the table, "you are a very charming young man, any woman would be happy to have you as her life partner."

It was the same old 'Yami-to-the-rescue' BS that Yuugi had become so familiar with. The smaller teen wasn't even that concerned about his romantic life, and quite frankly, he was sick of Yami assuming that he was heterosexual. He didn't care about girls liking him and whatnot. The only reason they were even HAVING this conversation is because Yuugi turned down a college girl's invitation for a date. She was a nice girl, but he just wasn't a boob-guy.

Not at all.

At this moment, Yuugi was doing everything he could to avoid eye contact with his other self. He took in the retro-look of the diner they were currently at. Old pictures lined the walls, probably purchased from various auctions and garage sales. The walls were painted a sky blue color, red booths jutting out across the floor. It was a cute set-up—

"Partner, are you even listening to me?"

Amethyst eyes drifted lazily towards Yami, "Oh, yea. I was just thinking—And stuff."

"I see. What about, if I may ask?"

Yuugi sighed, straightening himself out in his seat. Yami would accept him for whatever he was, Yuugi knew this. It was just— An awkward conversation. Kind of like admitting being gay to your parents. They're going to accept you, but they'll always give you funny looks from across the dinner table, and buy you weird calendars with half-naked men on them for Christmas.

"I don't like girls, Yami. That's why I turned her down. I'm not depressed. I'm not having self-esteem issues, I'm just a homo. That's it."

Ahhh. Beautiful silence. Yuugi's random confession was enough to get an eyebrow raise from Yami and that made his day right there. That eyebrow was so perfect, Yuugi nearly clapped whenever it went up. Usually it was only Seto who made that baby rise.

Maybe that was why--

"Why have you never told me this?" The former Pharaoh finally spoke up, accepting a glass of water from their waitress. "Were you afraid I would reject you? Throw you out of my life?"

"No, nothing like that. It's just awkward. You and I are always about games and fun. I hate when we talk about relationship stuff, because we never do. That's why, when we end up having these random conversations, the truth comes out. We don't talk about it enough for it to be—Well, common knowledge."

"I suppose that is true…" Yami wasn't looking at him. He was upset, Yuugi was sure of this.

"Aw, come on, Yami. I was going to tell you eventually, I just wasn't ready. You're my best friend; I knew you'd never abandon me because of such a silly thing."

Yuugi was glad for the smile that grew on his partner's face.

"I'm sorry, Yuugi. I know that you would never hide anything from me without good reason. And since you've confessed, I will tell you something."

This made the youth perk up, and he placed his elbows on the table, his head coming to rest in his hands.

"Oh really? And what is that?"

"I've recently realized that I am bisexual. I've told you before that I had a wife in Ancient Egypt, and you know that Anzu and I dated awhile back. I've always liked women, until now."

It was Yuugi's turn to raise an eyebrow. The ex-ruler was muscular, handsome and clearly a ladies man. It was weird to imagine him liking another man—

Wait. The way he said it—

There was someone that specific that he was interested in!! Ahhh! Yuugi had to know!!

"So, who is it then?" He asked blatantly, not faking enthusiasm or interest like he had been before.

"Oh, wouldn't you like to know." Yami smirked, taking a sip of his drink, "Why would I tell you such a private thing when you haven't told me who you like."

Ohh, so that's how he wanted to play it. "Fine. I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours." It was funny how they were two guys talking like a couple of girls at a slumber party. Well, since they were both admitting that they liked the same sex, he supposed that they were a step closer to being two girls.

Gay jokes, how humorous.

"It's a deal, partner."

Yuugi smiled at him, extremely excited to find out who the other teen's boy-crush was.

"Well, I've had this thing for Seto Kaiba for awh—"

"No way."

The way Yami cut him off was almost scary, he sounded—Jealous.

"What, you like him, too?"

The petite teen was taken aback by the way Yami was glaring at him.

"Seriously? Yami, you can't be mad at me for liking him! I didn't even know you did!"

"Right, I didn't even know you were gay. Yuugi, I have known Seto now in TWO different life times. We're each other's rivals. The two best gamers in the world—"

"Um, I'm pretty sure I fit in there SOMEWHERE."

"--We hang out and talk often. I never see him talking to you. And he never talks ABOUT you."

His Yami was getting a little bit catty, it was unbecoming and... Very not like him. He was ready to end this conversation before it became a problem.

"Look, lets jut not talk about this anymore. It's not worth getting into a fight over."

"Like hell it isn't, friend."

Well, if he was going to be immature…

"I understand that you're jealous, Yami. I would be too if I had competition."

The look the elder threw would have killed him, if looks were able to.

"What am I then? If not competition?"

Yuugi shrugged, "You're just another game."

It had been cruel, and Yuugi regretted it. But he had become caught up in the moment and the other boy started it anyway.

"I don't know why I even talk! You don't listen to a word I say, ever. You're always thinking about having sex with Seto Kaiba. I'm so bored and I want entertainment and you just blow me off to daydream."

When he finally woke up from said daydream, due to Bakura's ranting, he realized that his mouth was hanging open and he had no idea how they ended up at the restaurant at the base of Seto's office building. But whatever, he was starving.

"Jounouchi wanted us to meet him here for dinner." Bakura explained, sounding as if he had already told him this, "Get whatever you want, because it's on Kaiba."

This last bit made Yuugi frown, looking up at the albino, he asked sharply- "Why??"

Eyebrows raised, Bakura continued to drag the short teen into the restaurant. It was then that Yuugi realized that they were still holding hands. The white-haired thief enjoyed pulling him about this way. "I dunno, does it really matter? Free food!"

There wasn't much argument to be made there. Anything free was good…
Except maybe a freed convict or free samples from a restaurant that was known for having cockroaches…

Anyway. Free food from Seto's restaurant.

Pretty damn sweet.

And there ends chapter one.

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