Okay so no more updates....ever again....not in this book....not in more than just a slave...not in the role play book.... not in any......

Because I just.........died......of laughter......

I scared you all didn't I?

haha no, I am still going to update and keep updating for a long time!

Enjoy!

-and jumped a mile when Bakura came around from the living room, pointing a Nerf gun at him and hitting him in the forehead with one of the darts.

"Oh, wow, my bad, thought you were Yami."

"Oh bull," he snorted, rolling his eyes and handing the dart back to him with a laugh. "You're such an ass."

"So what are you doing here?" the silver-haired teen asked, glancing over his shoulder and looking for what Yugi supposed was probably his little Nerf-partner Malik who was hiding off somewhere.

"I need to talk to Yami real fast."

"Ooh, trouble in paradise? Remember, you always have second options."

Yugi grinned and poked him in the chest. "You only want me for my little outbursts, jackass."

Bakura nodded slowly. "I agree. That is a very desirable trait I've never found in anyone else," he snickered, raising a brow. "Why not search for the more...unique traits in a partner?"

"You keep hitting on me and I'm not going to protect you from Yami if he loses his shit."

The silver-haired teen went to say he could handle him but then remembered the last time he had gotten into a fight with him; Yami didn't pull back punches when he was truly pissed and if he was jealous and went off on Timaeus like that, risking getting his ass kicked by Helmos and Critias as well, he so didn't want to push it.

"Touché."

Yugi smirked and turned to the blonde. "Where is your brother anyways?"

"Yami!" she called up the stairs. "Yugi is here!"

"Oh, yeah, come on up here, aibou!"

"'Aibou'," Bakura purred, smirking at him as Yugi flipped him off and headed up the stairs immediately, heading into Yami's room and freezing in place.

"Oh...oh, my fuck...W-why?" he managed to sputter, gawking and trying in vain to lift his jaw from the floor again.

Yami blinked once and then looked himself over in the full-body mirror, admiring his handiwork and turning back, raising a brow. "No like?" he asked, trying for a weak French accent that made Yugi grow even more mortified, looking ready to cry.

"I...I can't...I-is that permanent?" the smaller boy choked out weakly, a soft whine in the back of his throat at the sight in front of him; dark brown hair, with teal lingering in it and only noticeable when Yami stepped forward beneath the light of the bright white bulbs in his lamp. He was about to vomit.

"Mm...I have no idea..." He stated, reaching up and running his hand through his hair slowly; ooh, so soft.

"Oh my god!" Yugi cried, eyes blurring violently with tears, feeling sick to his stomach as he gestured him over wildly; the red-eyed teen went over immediately and the smaller boy grabbed his head, sobbing loudly. "Why would you do this to your hair?!"

"Well, you liked it on Timaeus."

He said that as if it made everything okay.

"But you're not Timaeus!" Yugi snarled angrily, clenching his jaw so sharply that it was beginning to hurt.

"Well, obviously!" Yami scoffed, huffing softly before his voice turned dejected. "Otherwise you would have noticed me at the tournament instead."

Yugi shook his head violently in denial. "No, no, no, no!" he cried loudly, running his hands through his hair again and feeling ready to sob even harder. "Y-you...No! Timaeus isn't you! I couldn't give less of a shit about him."

Yami raised a brow when the smaller boy sniffled but didn't argue as he said, "Your hair...it was so perfect and now...Oh, Yami!"

"...Perfect?" Yami echoed softly, grinning slightly as he blinked slowly. "You think my hair...is perfect?"

"Was!" Yugi snarled angrily. "Was! I thought itwas perfect, goddamn it! Now it's...dead. I hateit."

The taller teen narrowed his eyes in confusion. "But you said you liked it before-"

"Goddamn it, Yami!" the smaller boy cried, glaring and starting to pick through his hair, barely resisting a sob; how had he managed to get his hair styled like this and everything? "It was nice when it was new, but now..."

"So...not magnificent? Is that what you're saying?"

"I hate you for doing this!" Yugi spat, pausing and growling, "It's like you're trying to drive meinsane!"

"...Well, technically-"

"No. No. No innuendos from you. I am mad at you."

Yami straightened after a moment, watching his face and smirking slightly. "It's a wig."

Yugi's lip curled back in disbelief, voice coming out in a high-pitched screech. "What?!"

Okay, so, um, this was starting to not be as funny as he was thinking...

"It, uh...y-yeah, it's a wig," he laughed nervously.

The smaller teen took a single step back, suddenly looking insanely calm. "I'm going to kill you."

"Please don't. I'm still a virgin."

Yugi felt his eye twitch. "Then you'll die a virgin."

"I...I haven't even experienced a blowjob yet," Yami argued, whining in the back of his throat. "Killing me would be cruel and unusual punishment."

"Plenty of virgins die every year."

"Yeah, for like...fucking satanic rituals or some shit!"

"Your cat gets too much worship!" Yugi blurted out, eyes widening drastically before freezing in place and feeling sick to his stomach. "That...Get that shit off of your head!"

"Okay, okay!" Yami snapped, moving away from him and grabbing the wig and tossing it aside, tearing the hairnet off and quickly running his hands through the soft locks as they bounced back to life immediately. "There. Okay? Now, you can have the wig and pet it like you did Timaeus!"

"Come here!" he demanded sharply, gesturing him over and glaring angrily.

"No. Fuck you. I don't want to," the red-eyed teen spat, huffing as he took a seat on his bed, sulking with his arms crossed. "Pet his hair and leave me alone."

Yugi groaned and rolled his eyes, fighting off the urge to start yelling. "Why are you sojealous, all the time?"

"Says the boy who had a fit when some fan texted his boyfriend calling him 'her pharaoh'," Yami scoffed.

"Fine, you know what?!" Yugi cried, glaring, "Ihate your hair! Timaeus's is so soft and silky and yours feels like straw!"

"Take that back!" Yami snapped, getting up with a dramatic gasp.

"Never!" Yugi sneered.

For a long minute neither of them spoke and then the smaller teen wandered over and plopped down next to him.

"You know, this fight isn't going to make me change my mind about you meeting my parents."

"Goddamn it."

"Hey, but at least, it's...getting some of the stress out, right?"

"Can't argue with that," he snickered.

Yugi nodded a little and crossed his legs, tilting his head thoughtfully. "Hey, so, um...what doesBDSM mean anyways?"

"Badass Deviant Sperm Monkeys."

"...No, Yami, what does it really mean?"

"Bedroom Discipline Sadism Masochism."

"...I don't think 'bedroom' fits in there," he admitted after a long minute, reaching over and running his hand through the other boy's hair, Yami's head turning slightly in surprise.

"Who cares what the B stands for anyways?" he snorted.

"I'm kind of curious now, honestly," he muttered, pursing his lips and pausing slowly as he pulled his hand away from the other boy's hair. "Although I do like Badass Deviant Sperm Monkeys. A lot."

Yami sulked slightly. "You'd be petting me forreal if I was Timaeus."

Yugi gave a small nod. "True."

The other teen gawked at him for a moment but Yugi didn't say anything else, instead grinning and crawling into his lap, throwing his arms around his neck and purring, "But I'll only do this because you're Yami."

The taller teen purred loudly as the smaller boy kissed him and slowly, softly, just barely even touching him, rubbed hips with him and ground gently into him until they both moaning. Then he jumped off his lap and dusted himself off in one fast movement, the taller boy startled by the sudden movement until he heard his sister and Bakura running up the stairs.

"Did you hear about next Monday is at school?" Mana asked excitedly.

"I told you not to interrupt," Bakura scoffed, gesturing. "He needs to take care of his business and you just walked in on that shit, you moron."

The blonde blinked, glanced at Yugi's crotch, went bug-eyed, and turned away immediately, blinking in shock. "O-oh..."

"What's on Monday?"

"Pajama day!"

"Do they still do pajama days?"

"What would you do if I showed up to school naked on pajama day?"

Yami stopped short and stared at her, narrowing his eyes into slits and hissing, "If you showed up to school naked on pajama day, I would crop your hair and fucking call you Miley Cyrus for the rest of your life, bitch. You don't come to school naked! That's a job for me when I become a nudist!

Mana gawked and shook her head. "I knew you were going to become a fucking nudist!"

"Damn straight I am!"

Yugi blinked and looked over slowly. "Is that what we're going to be doing later in life?"

Yami nodded immediately.

Yugi pursed his lips and sighed softly. "I think I should start working out..."

The other teen burst out laughing and smirked while Mana and Bakura stared at one another for a split second before turning their heads and gawking at the two look-alikes, blinking in shock.

"So, uh, shrimp said he had to talk to you about something?"

"Yeah, family dinner thing," Yami sighed, immediately out of his happy little bubble; fucking bubble-popping blowhard that the silver-haired teen was.

"Oh shit, a family date with you two losers?" Bakura murmured, smirking widely. "Fuck yes! I can't wait to see this shit!"

"Well, too bad, asshat, cause it's only going to be me and Yugi and his parents and-Ra, Yugi, are you sure we couldn't just skip this shit?" Yami cried pitifully.

"No."

"You mean, no you're not sure or no as in we can't?"

"We can't."

"Hey, does your dad have any facial hair or anything?" Mana asked suddenly, making all of them stare at her in surprise. "Because, you know, guys who can pull off facial hair are sohot."

Yugi blinked once. "I think you're supposed to use a razor."

The other three snickered and rolled their eyes while Yugi shook his head and sighed softly; goddamn it, he really needed to figure out some kind of way to stop blurting things out before they got to his parents...

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