UH, OK.

Until someone actually discovers this (They probably won't) [That's probably a good thing]

I will just put random one-shots that I wrote on here! 

Ok, FIRST ATTEMPT

HERE GOES NOTHING

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I sighed, walking down the streets of Domino. Life is so boring on Saturdays. I swear, everyone is so busy now.

It was true, Joey and Kaiba (Seto of course, not Mokuba . Blegh, what were you sick weirdos thinking?) had fina-freaking-ly kissed (Yugi didn't want to admit it, but he shipped it HARD). It had taken a lot of effort on Tea and Mokuba's side, but after a little shove, and proper timing, Bam. Kiss Kiss -- new couple.

Tea and Mokuba were busy being the shipping squad and trying to find Tristan a girlfriend (There was no point. He was gay).

Tristan and Duke had a not-so-subtle not-relationship going on, which Tea and Mokuba just could not pick up on (Which was weird, considering they could do it for nearly everyone else. Either that or they were trying to make one of them jealous. Probably the second.).

It seemed like everyone had a partner in crime or was in a relationship. Everyone, except him.

"Yugi? Yugi!" Yugi snapped out of his thoughts.

"Yes, Pharaoh?"

"Yugi, what are you thinking about?"

Yugi sped up his pace as they approached his house. Unfortunately, the Pharaoh had longer legs, and could easily match his stride, so it was no use.

"It's nothing Pharaoh." Yugi twisted his key into the game shop door and closed it behind him. He set down his duel disk.

"Really? I do not believe you. I ask you again, what is wrong?"

"I dunno, I'm just bored."

"We could have a duel?"

"There is no point though, you always win." Yugi pointed out, crossing the room to a bookshelf in the corner.

"Practice makes perfect."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm going to read a book." Yugi said, selecting a title from the racks and settling down with it.

It had been about half of an hour that Yugi spent reading later when Yami, who was bored himself at this point, wandered back across the room to where Yugi was reading. Steadying himself on his hands, the Pharaoh placed his head on Yugi's, attempting to read the book from his position. Yugi, feeling the slight pressure on his head, stopped reading, his thoughts racing a mile a minute.

What the heck is this, is there a gun pressed to my head, oh my Ra I'm going to die. I'M GOING TO DIE. Wait, there were no people when the Pharaoh and I came in here, and the door hasn't been opened. So that means...

Yugi blushed wildly. Attempting to tame his raging face, Yugi looked up as far as he could with the Pharaoh's head on his, "Pharaoh, what are you doing?"

Yami tilted his head down, just about managing to look Yugi in the eyes comfortably. "I'm reading the book, what does it look like?"

Yugi tried his hardest to refrain from blushing again. "Could you, I don't know, maybe sit down instead of putting your head on mine?" Yami raised his eyebrow.

"What's wrong with this?" Yami asked, lifting his arms from next to Yugi onto his shoulders.

"Nothing, i-it's just slightly uncomfortable." Yugi stuttered. Yami retracted his head and slid onto the couch next to Yugi.

"What's the story even about?"

Yugi froze, then he sighed. Standing up, Yugi turned towards Yami in an exaggerated fashion, and said: "How have you not read the Kane Chronicles? It's literally based off of your gods."

"Is it?"

Yugi leaned down and shoved his face towards the Pharaoh's. "Yes, it is. And you will read it, even if I have to tie you down with ropes to a chair and clip your eyes open in order for you to do so."

Yugi, busy with threatening the Pharaoh, only realized his mistake when he noticed the proximity between his face and the Pharaoh's. He went to pull back when the Pharaoh reached out and gently yanked him forwards. Yugi yelped as his head landed on Yami's chest, only immediately to be tucked underneath the Pharaoh's chin. Reaching down, the Pharaoh curled Yugi's legs and moved them up so that he could sit more comfortably.

"Pharaoh?" Yugi asked, face redder than Kaiba's whenever Yami beat him in a duel.

"Yugi, how many times do I have to tell you that my title is not my name?"

"Sorry." Yugi could feel Yami's chest rumble as he chuckled.

"It's fine, my Aibou."

"What?"

"Aibou."

"What the heck does that mean?" Yugi asked. Yami looked down. Yugi's adorable face was scrunched up in confusion.

"It means partner," Yami said (It also means homosexual. Let's not forget that part).

"Oh. Kay."

It was silent for a little while and eventually, Yugi finally amassed the courage to snuggle inwards towards Yami's warmth.

"Yami?" Yugi asked.

"Yes, my Aibou?"

"We should probably go to sleep now, it's getting late." Yami made a noncommittal grunt, staying in place.

"Yami come on, it's late, and I can see that you're tired." Another grunt. Yugi gave up. He knew Yami could be very stubborn when he wanted to be, so he sighed and dropped it.

After a little bit of silence, and a lot of playing with Yugi's hair, Yami's breathing deepened, and his grip slackened. If he listened closely, Yugi could hear the light rumbling of the Pharaoh's snores. A light smile graced Yugi's face as he attempted to slide his way out of the grip Yami had on him. Yami, however, clung to him, making it impossible to escape.

Shaking his head, he relaxed in the sleeping Pharaoh's grip. He mumbled quiet words to Yami, words he would not hear, but would have loved to.

"You are lucky that I love you, Mou Hitori No Boku. Good night, Other me."

And they slept soundly that night, in each other's arms.  

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*Throws hands up*

I REGRET NOTHING

*Dodges flaming pitchforks thrown by angry shippers who are mad at me for writing this*

BYESIESSSSSS

:D

Peace~