(A/N: I'm so sorry for being such a crappy person, you guys T-T At the moment, Codename: Wolf 4831 is in HIATUS, so, to repay you all, I wrote this little Puzzleshipping story, two-shot. This is merely the first part, I have the second part already, and I'll probably put it up tomorrow night. It'll be up before Monday, I promise. Please forgive me and enjoy this fanfiction!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh!, cuz if I did, it'd be yaoi with YamisxHikaris pairings :3)

Yugi Mutou was having a hard time focusing on today's lesson. And who wouldn't in his condition? He'd just been saved by the Nameless Prince! The Nameless Prince! How could he focus his attention on the geography of Egypt when just an hour ago he'd been saved by none other than the greatest superhero of all time?!

An hour ago, Yugi walked down the street like any normal student would on his way to school. But then he'd been pushed aside and onto a wall by some thugs.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? A little runt with what seems money to spare." God, he thought he would die when one of them pulled out a knife and put it against his neck.

"I'd leave him alone if I were you."

His heart had completely stopped beating. He'd always heard of the Nameless Prince: the mysterious hero who had the best timing in the world, besides his nonhuman abilities of flying and having super-strength. He would always appear when someone was in danger and rescue them. Yugi had wanted to be rescued by him ever since he'd first witnessed the superhero beat the crap out of some bank robbers on TV. And there he was, rescuing him!

The thug threatening him with the knife turned around and almost stabbed his rescuer, but the Nameless Prince kicked the blade out of his knife and left him on the floor before he could say "ouch." In a blink, Yugi saw his companion resting beside him, gasping for breath.

"I'd suggest you stop threatening young boys who obviously like going to school," said the Prince as both thugs stood up with eyes full of shock. "Now get lost!" he roared, and the criminals immediately ran away.

"T-Thank you!" cried Yugi, still against the wall. The superhero turned around… and Yugi gasped at the beauty he was witnessing.

The Nameless Prince had his hair wrapped down in a low ponytail, and the blonde strands of hair still on his face were hidden by a black mask he wore over his eyes. He was dressed with a puffy white buttoned shirt and leather black pants, a cape resting over his shoulders. He… God, he did look like a prince! He smiled at the gasping boy.

"Be more careful next time, young man," he said with a voice that sounded familiar to Yugi, yet he couldn't place it. He'd never heard the hero say anything on TV, so there was no chance he'd heard it before the recent events.

"I-I will! Thank you, Nameless Prince!" The Prince waved at him and then swung his cape, vanishing into thin air. Well, it seemed he had yet another hidden power.

Back on school, the lesson had ended, and Yugi was lucky that the teacher didn't ask him anything or he wouldn't have been able to answer.

Just then, his best friend—Yami Atemu—came into the room, breathing between gasps and taking a seat next to Yugi's. He was not an ordinary student: what with being the son of the headmaster and a very skilled artist, he usually spent a very little amount of time in school due to calls from both his father and his editor, Anzu Mazaki; so he was forced to get out of class every now and then.

"Yami, what happened to you?" asked Yugi, still smiling from his dreamed encounter with the hero. "You won't believe what happened to me today!"

"Why, what happened?" panted Yami, wiping the sweat off his forehead with the sleeve of his uniform's jacket.

"First of all, why are you sweating? Got a call from Anzu at 3 in the morning again?" he joked, chuckling a little. Yami frowned and put his elbow on his desk, resting his chin over his palm.

"No, I didn't hear my damn alarm clock," answered the artist, closing his eyes in frustration. "Dad got angry when I didn't show up at the first class, so he called back home, I answered…" Yami sighed and leaned against his hand. "I had to run all the way here to make it for the second class." Yugi laughed goodheartedly. "And, what's up with you? It seemed to me like you were grinning as if you were a maiden in love."

"Yami!" cried the boy, blushing slightly as he playfully punched his best friend's shoulder. He sighed in delight. "I met the Nameless Prince! Me! Can you believe that?" Yami's eyes widened in what looked like surprise.

"R-Really, you did? How so?"

"Well, when I was about to get here, these guys threatened me with a knife, and I think they could've killed me!" Yugi sighed again. "But then the Prince came to my rescue… and he saved me, Yami! He was so cool and he saved me!"

"Pfft," mocked Yami. "Yeah, and then what? Ran away to be Robin's replacement as Batman's sidekick or turned into a vampire? Did you see a bat all of a sudden?"

"You're just jealous, you A-hole."

"Like hell I am!" Both friends burst into laughter then. "By the way," said the older, "I got a surprise for you."

"A surprise?" Yami reached for his pocket and took out a small black box, handing it to Yugi, who eyed it suspiciously.

"It isn't a wedding ring, is it?" The response he got was a playful punch on his head.

"No, dummy," said his best friend, snickering. "Just open it, would you?" Yugi did just like he'd been told and couldn't hold a surprised gasp at the sight. On the small box was a leather strap with a yellow bell hanging in the middle.

"Wow," breathed Yugi. "This is… wow… I mean, what is this for?" he asked although he was wrapping the bell around his neck.

"Well, when you move, the bell will ring, and that way I'll know you're near so that I can run for my life and avoid your annoying stories." The boy clenched his fists and used one to smash his best friend's head into his desk. "Darn it, I was just kidding, you psycho!"

"You're an A-hole, Yami, a mean A-hole!" In any case, Yugi didn't take the bell off. It looked good on him, and it was a present from his best friend… even if its purpose didn't amuse him at all.

-

During the next few days, Yugi made things to get himself in danger on purpose. He'd wear a very nice-looking piece of jewelry while he walked from his house to school and vice-versa, or he'd take a walk at night through the park… He'd even almost fallen off a twenty-store building.

Yet every time, the Nameless Prince had come to his rescue. That made the worry worthy.

Just as the hero was lowering Yugi to the ground after the almost fall of the building, the boy blushed and thanked him like he'd always done. Along all of the rescues, Yugi had fallen in love with the anonymous nonhuman being, wishing to one day, at least, get a kiss from him. Still, he didn't want the hero to find out. What would the Prince think?!

But the Nameless Prince was no idiot. He laughed gently, and the boy felt his heart flutter wildly with happiness.

"You must be staying out of options to get in trouble," he said. Yugi chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck while his blush only grew darker and bigger. "Every time I hear someone calling for help, I'll know it's you because of a certain ringing." Before he could notice, the Nameless Prince was flying in circles around him, observing him.

"W-What are you doing?" Yugi asked, giggling.

"Trying to find what causes the ringing I hear when you're in danger," answered the powerful being. Finally, he smiled, and the boy knew he'd found his bell. "That's a nice detail; clever, if I may say so," he said, still flying around the person he'd saved countless times already. "Very clever, indeed."

"My best friend gave it to me."

"He seems to care for your well-being."

Yugi couldn't help the laugh that escaped his lips. "Nah, he says he gave it to me to know when I was approaching and avoid me."

The Prince was the one to emit a small chuckle this time. "Friends might sometimes lie to hide their true intentions." The boy frowned and turned around in an attempt to stare at the hero—with no such luck.

"What do you mean?" he questioned.

"Your friend might have lied to you about the purpose of that bell," said the Nameless Prince, "but he might have done it not to be away from you, but to keep an eye on you."

The hero's words rang a bell to Yugi, and not the bell he was wearing around his neck.

He'd met Yami when they were both little. Yugi had always had the worst of luck, and bullies often picked on him because of his kind nature and heart of gold. They'd met because Yami protected him from the bullies, and they'd become friends because Yami had argued with him:

"I need to keep an eye on you! Jeez, if you're all alone, those guys will bully you again! Nuh-uh, I'm not letting them pick on a smaller guy, so we should be friends! That way there wouldn't be a problem with me protecting you! Duh!"

Yugi smiled to himself at the memory. Through the years, Yami had kept protecting him until he was able to fight the world on his own.

"All right," said the superhero, finally stopping in front of Yugi. The boy's eyes widened; having the Prince so close to him… "If I kiss you, will you stop putting yourself in trouble on purpose?" Yugi blushed almost savagely—he was so going to have his first kiss stolen by the person he loved!—and nodded, closing his eyes as he felt the hero's hot breath over his lips.

And then, after a moment that seemed to last an eternity, the Nameless Prince pressed his mouth to the boy's.

-

"Oh, God, Yami, I still can't believe it!" Yugi leaned against his locker, dreaming with the person who had stolen his first kiss.

"Yugi, man, I'm very happy for you," said Yami, his voice strangely tense. "Believe me, I am! But… when you keep saying the same thing over and over again, it gets annoying; truly annoying!" The boy opened his mouth to argue. "And I'm not jealous!" beat him Yami.

"Sorry," apologized his friend. "It's just that… he kissed me! I'd been waiting for that since the first time he saved me and it finally came true!" Right in that moment, Yugi remembered the words the Nameless Prince had spoken. "Yami?"

"What?"

"May I ask you something?" Yami nodded as Yugi crossed his arms over his chest. "Why did you give me this necklace?" His best friend stared at the floor. "Being honest, what was the real reason behind this gift?"

"I already told you," answered Yami.

"And is that the true purpose of this bell?"

"Goddamn it, Yugi!" yelled the elder, smashing his locker closed and looking at him. "Isn't that fucking bell the reason your stupid hero has saved you every time you've wanted him to?! Be grateful for that and stop making ridiculous questions!"

Yugi didn't even have the time to react before Yami stomped his way far from him.

-

"I'm afraid I won't be able to rescue you for a couple of days, Yugi," said the Nameless Prince, tying up the jerks that had almost robbed the boy's necklace.

"Why not?" said Yugi.

"I'm afraid my father wants me to take a break from being a hero," answered the Prince. "I'll be back in business in a week, if possible, so could you be careful enough to stay away from danger?"

"Of course," he smiled. "Sorry about those guys. I seem to just have the worst luck of all, ever since I was a kid." The superhero's lips perked up and he strode his way towards Yugi. When he was right in front of him, he wrapped his arms around the little one's waist and pulled him closer.

"At least I could see you before leaving," he said, kissing Yugi's lips. After they pulled apart, the boy had a curious thought. Who was the person who kept saving him? Who was the person that had taken his first kiss, not to mention all those others that came afterwards? Carefully, he reached up a hand to the Prince's mask and began to remove it.

The Nameless Prince took Yugi's hand in one of his own. "Don't," he whispered. "I'm still not ready to tell you who I am." Yugi smiled sadly and nodded; the hero lifted his chin with his index finger and stared right into the boy's eyes. "But you must trust me, little one," he said. "When the time comes, I'll reveal my identity." He leaned in to give Yugi another kiss.

Yet the student had his eyes opened… and the face he was seeing wasn't the hero's; it was his best friend's. If he told him about all of these encounters… what would he say? Would he be happy for him, or just smile and support him? Or worse; what if he became angry with him?

"Erm," he said, placing his hands on the Prince's chest to push him away. "I… I need to take something to my friend's house."

"Of course." He smiled slightly. "I'll see you soon, Yugi." The hero stepped back, swung his cape, and vanished into thin air.

Yugi glanced at the spot where his rescuer had been. Why in the world had he seen Yami's face as the hero was about to kiss him? Maybe because he'd looked so angry when Yugi had told him about his first kiss… but still, why?

-

Right after his encounter with the hero, the boy walked swiftly towards Yami's house. His best friend was sick and hadn't gone to school, so he had the duty to get him the homework and bring him the books he needed.

Yami had a strange disease: every five years or so, he'd catch some sort of cold and stay in quarantine until he was cured, which would be in only a week or maybe five or six days. Before getting sick, Yami would be terribly angry for no reason at all, and would often yell and snap back at anyone or anything. This seemed to be the horrible outburst Yugi had witnessed the other day.

He knocked at the door and was received by the school's headmaster.

"Ah, Yugi, thank you again for bringing Yami the homework," he said, being used to this routine. "I'm sorry that this illness is a bother to you."

"It's no bother, Mr. Atemu," answered Yugi, smiling. "I'm glad to help."

"Could you leave those at my son's door?" Mr. Atemu pleaded. "I have to go to a meeting and he's not allowed any visits."

"Sure, sir—good luck at your meeting!" The headmaster thanked his student and left as Yugi waved goodbye at him.

It wasn't the first time he'd come into Yami's house. It was modest, for being the home of a famous artist, but he liked it. Yami had invited him over thousands of times, and they usually played videogames or watched movies on TV. The one room he'd never come across was Yami's—he'd never had to go straight to it because his father was the one to usually pick up the things Yugi brought—so he had a pretty good guess of what door was his.

But what if Yami didn't hear him come in? What if he didn't hear him even after knocking on the door? Surely a small visit from his best friend wouldn't bring any harm, right?

Yugi decided to try knocking first. "Yami?" he called. "It's me, Yugi, are you presentable?" When he got no response, the boy cracked the door open a little. The surroundings were dark, so he guessed his friend was taking a nap. However, there was no one on the bed. "I'm going to come in, all right?" he called again, stepping in and searching desperately for the light switch.

As he did and turned it on, he wished he never had, dropping the books onto the floor.

It was no surprise that Yami's walls were filled with his drawings; the surprise was the contents of the drawings themselves.

They all had the Nameless Prince either saving or kissing Yugi… every single time he'd been rescued… b-but that was impossible! Yugi hadn't told Yami about every rescue… or about the relationship they'd begun! How could he—?

"Dad, is that you?" Yami came into his dorm, a hand on his forehead, from apparently another room in the back of his own… dressed like the Nameless Prince… except for the fact that his hair was not tied and there was no mask over his closed eyes. He lowered his hand and began to open his tired-looking orbs. "I thought you'd gone to a meet—" The artist stopped short on his tracks when he noticed that his visitant was definitely not his father.

Yugi just stared, awestruck, at his best friend. They both just stood there, looking at each other.

Yami… Yami was the Nameless Prince?

"Get out." And now the Prince was furious.

"Yami, I—"

"GET OUT!" he yelled, stomping over to Yugi, pushing him towards the door. "GET OUT AND NEVER COME BACK!" Yugi was soon out of his room, and the elder slammed the door closed before locking it.

Yami slid down to the floor, his back against his entrance, with tears raining down his cheeks. How could he have been so stupid? Now it was ruined; his secret identity, his life… his friendship with his best friend… it was all ruined.

There was nothing he could do about it.

"Yami, have you seen my umbrella? It began to rain and I can't find it!" That was his father's voice. He yelled that he hadn't seen it, but his dad knew him well. He heard an attempt to turn to doorknob, followed by a slight knocking on the door. "Yami, are you okay? You don't sound good."

"I'm fine! I just…" Uh-oh, here came more tears. Yami covered his mouth with his hand, attempting to swallow the sobs that formed at the back of his throat. "I-I'm okay!"

For a while, there was silence. "Oh, no." More silence followed. "He came into your room, didn't he?" Yami couldn't even find the strength to answer.

(A/N: Ahhh, such a sad moment! Poor Yami-kuun!! -huggles him- He shall have a happy ending! Believe you me!! Please review and wait for the second and last part! :D)