This story is the sequel of Light's Dark Angel. If you have not read LDA, I highly suggest you do, or else you will be very confused on what is going on here.

"May your day be filled with blessings,
like the sun that lights the sky.
And may you always have the courage
to spread your wings and fly."

Atem breathed in deep, becoming more and more aware of his surroundings. He couldn't feel his left arm at all, but it was okay because, even in his half-awake state, he knew why. His arm was currently underneath the most wonderful person in the world. The bright sunlight was burning through his eyelids, and he gave a light, dissatisfied groan. He really wasn't ready to get up and greet the day. He never was. His kind weren't morning creatures, unlike their opposites. Although…it seemed his opposite was a bit of an exception, for he, too, was still asleep... Or maybe he wasn't. Atem felt something warm touch his cheek with the slightest of pressure. He gave a slight, hardly noticeable smirk as his devious mind set to work. If I really must get up, he mused, I might as well have some fun. He opened his eye just so - enough to see bright amethyst inches away from him. He grabbed the other by the waist, rolling over so he was on top.

"Ah, good morning, Yugi." Atem greeted.

Yugi turned pink.
"I thought you were asleep."

Atem trailed his fingers over the silky white feathers of Yugi's wings.
"So, you're trying to take advantage of me in my sleep, huh? You've gotten quite perverted."

Yugi gave him a indignant look and retorted, "You're the pervert!" Atem laughed and leaned down to nuzzle his nose into the crook of Yugi's neck much like a kitten. The door to their room suddenly burst open.

"Oh, good lord." An irritated voice cut through the room. "Could you two not be so kissy for one second?"

"Oh, Kaiba." Atem returned the irritation with interest. "There's this fascinating thing called knocking. You should learn how to do it. Now go away."

"Kaiba, leave them alone." Jou said, appearing at Kaiba's side. "Talk to Atem later."

"Or you could, you know - not." Atem muttered darkly, and Kaiba ignored him.

Yugi tugged on Atem's hair slightly in a reprimand.
"Be nice." He whispered.

"Never." The other replied, letting his hand trail over Yugi's hip softly.

"Yugi? What's wrong?" Jou asked, seeing his friend squirm from Atem's touch.

"Yeah, Yugi." Atem added with a smirk so devious, Yugi just wanted to punch him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Yugi tried to resist, but the things Atem could do with his mouth—Yugi bravely swallowed a moan.

"You sure?" Jou asked.

"Um, yeah." Yugi prayed they would leave soon. Atem and his fucking games.

Kaiba gave a long, ragged sigh. He knew what was going on.
"Seriously, Atem?" He rolled his eyes. "Seriously?"

"Shut up." Atem told him, but as he did, his hand went under Yugi's pants and stroked him. Yugi let out a small whine and pushed Atem away, covering his lap with the blanket. "Well, look at that. I won." Atem grinned.

"I'm going to kill you." Yugi said darkly.

"Forget this." Kaiba snapped. "Fine, I'll talk to you later." He grabbed Jou's arm and they left, closing the door behind them with a sharp click. Atem laughed.

"It isn't funny!" Yugi snapped, pouting.

"Sure it is."

"No, it's not. Can't you find anything to do that doesn't involve tormenting me?"

"Oh, but Yugi…" Atem pulled himself over Yugi, meeting his eyes with a sly grin. "I thought you enjoyed it."

"I-I don't." Yugi said, glancing away.

Atem laughed again and pulled the blanket from Yugi.
"Well, this part of you does."

Yugi looked down. Oh, hell.
"Okay, I do like it – but that doesn't mean I like it when you do it in front of others!"

Atem closed in, making Yugi lean back till his head met the headboard. "I'm sorry." Atem breathed.

"Well, as long as you're sorry..."

Atem's hand trailed over Yugi's chest again.
"How can I ever make it up to you?" He asked innocently.

"I hate you." Yugi said, surrendering to Atem's lips.

"No, you don't." The other replied, hands unbuttoning Yugi's pants.

"No…I don't." Yugi relented, wrapping his arms around Atem's neck.

In this crazy - er - cozy home, there were eight people. Ryou, Malik, and Jou were all half-angels now after going through the same transformation Yugi had - though, admittedly, under less serious circumstances. Atem could understand Kaiba finally finding a lover, but he was very surprised to know that Bakura - and even Marik - had, too. It seemed beyond all logic that those two would ever find someone to deal with their psychotic tendencies, but life could be strange.

Atem had asked Yugi if he was happy now; he was no longer the only half-angel in the world. Yugi had given a small smile and said that he was glad he wasn't alone and that his friends were with him now, but that he'd miss being special. It was such an odd thing to say, because, to Atem, Yugi would always be special.

Saguaro was becoming a memory, but he'd never be completely gone. Yugi would never be free of the scars he'd been given. They were wounds embedded far too deep to heal over smooth. Moving too fast around Yugi was to be avoided – he would flinch and then apologize for doing so. It seemed the only person who could suddenly turn and touch Yugi without him freaking out was Atem. And they had an idea why. Yugi loved and trusted Atem with all his heart. The nightmares were still around as well, but they were far less frequent than they had been the first month after the incident at the factory. Night after night Yugi had been racked with his demons, and Atem was careful to keep the word Saguaro from ever leaving his mouth, and—when he could—from everyone else's. But soon, the nightmares eased and Yugi was able to sleep through the night.

"I love you, you know." Yugi said. Atem kissed his forehead. Sometimes he wondered what great power he had pleased to deserve Yugi.

"I know. I love you, too."

Yugi threaded his fingers between Atem's.
"I really, really love you." He said. "It's like the words aren't enough."

"I completely understand." Atem answered, smiling. Before they could say anything else, a loud crash made them jump.

"What on earth was that?" Yugi sat up.

"Who knows." Atem shrugged. "But I bet it was Bakura or Marik. Or both at once." He watched as Yugi rolled out of the bed and struggled into his pants. "You don't have to wear clothes in front of me."

"Idiot—" Yugi threw another pair of pants at Atem's head. "We need to go see why they're destroying the house."

"We?" Atem blinked. "What's this 'we' stuff? Let them fight. Maybe they'll kill each other this time." He added hopefully.

"You don't want that and you know it." Yugi replied. "Come on. You know they only listen to you."

"Fine. I'm going." Yami stood up. As he did, they both heard raised voices downstairs.

"Look what you broke now!"

"Me? You threw me at it, so it's you fault!"

"Oh, what ever!"

There was another thud, and Yugi gave a sigh.

"Ow! That hurt you bloody—"

Ryou came into their room, looking worried.
"Please come stop them, Atem. I don't want to spend my afternoon in the hospital."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming." Atem said. They all started down the stairs, and when they got to the bottom they saw Bakura and Marik struggling on the floor.

"Hey, Atem." Malik said, writing in his notebook and ignoring the tussle that was – quite literally – happening right in front of him. How Malik stayed so optimistic and sane in this house, Atem would never know, but he needed to learn the secret.

"Stop them, please." Ryou said, eyeing the two on the ground.

Atem folded his arms.
"Why do I always have to do it?"

"They only listen to you," Malik said, quoting Yugi's earlier words. "I dare you to tell them to stop under your breath. I bet they will."

Atem smirked.
"Alright, then."

He turned to the two and whispered, "Bakura and Marik. Stop."

And they did, indeed, stop. Bakura immediately threw Marik off of him and yelled, "He started it!"

""I don't care." Atem rubbed his temple. "Just…clean this mess up and try not to strangle each other."

"Oh, my." A feminine voice called out. "Did I come at a bad time?"

Everyone looked up and saw Michelle – Yugi's once long-lost mother – standing in the doorway. Yugi steped to her and hugged her. She laughed and hugged him back, dropping a quick kiss on his head and patting his wing. She was the one who knew the secret of angels who live under the noses of humans.

"No, you came at a fine time," Atem said. Michelle smiled and came over to hug him, to his embarrassment. "Breaking stuff is just a normal thing around here with those two." She laughed and pulled away from him, and he coughed into his hand. The only person he'd ever been touchy with was Yugi. he still had to get used to this.

"Well, that's good I suppose?" She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "But it's only to be expected with eight boys living under one roof."

Malik grinned and waved at her.
"Hi, mom!"

"Good to see you." She replied, heading to hug him next.

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