Confusion - chapter 1

Confusion
Chapter 1
the Dream

    Yugi Motou was thoroughly worried. He felt it from the tip of his toes up his spine, to the ends of his violet-tipped ebony hair. His arms felt oddly light and his back tingled. A small headache pounded in the front of his forehead. Amethyst eyes were misted over with barely contained fear and purple bags lined them.
    Yugi loved his yami.
    He loved him with a lot, if not all, of his small heart. He didn't know it at first; he thought the warm fuzzy feelings that stirred in his gut were brother-friendship, not romantic-love. But, now, he was pretty sure they were.
    He'd had a dream. A dream in which he stood awkwardly in the middle of his bedroom, blushing, while Atem, his yami, sat at the desk in front of the computer.

    'Uh, Yami-love?' he'd asked, using the nickname he'd said so many other times. His darkness had looked up, similar black hair edged in ruby and spiky blonde bangs framing crimson eyes, questioning.
    'Yes, aibou?' his yami had responded. Partner. He'd called Yugi his partner, as he had many instances before. Dream-Yugi blushed.
    'Could I…uh, kiss you?' he asked in the dream, suddenly nervous. Yami's eyes had widened in shock and he jaw dropped.
    'Kiss you?' he repeated in surprise. Yugi flinched and closed his eyes, backing away slightly. Tears gathered in his eyes but he kept them back. His blush deepened.
    'Uh, never mind. It was a dumb idea. Just forget about it –' his ramblings had been cut off as Dream-Yami had given him a soft smile, his eyes tender.
    'Of course hikari,' he'd said. The Yugi in the dream snapped his eyes open wide in surprise and blushed. A small smile crept across his face.
    'R-really?' he asked; hoping, tentatively, that he hadn't heard wrong. Yami stood up and walked towards him, red eyes still very soft and the smile still gentle.
    'Sure.' He spoke casually, trying to ease his hikari's fears by acting as though it was no big deal. Yugi smiled widely. But then he cast his eyes to the side demurely and hunched his shoulders around his ears.
    'You don't, uh, have to. I mean, it's okay if you don't want–' he once again cut off, though his time Yami placed one tan finger on his lips, stopping his light's ramblings.
    'Shh love, it will be alright,' he soothed. Yugi stared up at him as the Dream-Yami's mouth came closer. His eyes drifted shut as the finger on his lips moved and Yami's hand caressed his cheek.
    Then they were kissing. It was warm and wet and wonderful. Yami was spicy and exotic while Yugi was soft and sweet. Yugi's hands tightened on his yami's leather shirt. Stars exploded behind closed eyes –of both crimson and lavender –and their lips moved softly against each other.
    Lack of breath made them pull away and they panted briefly as they rested their foreheads against each other. Dream-Yugi's amethyst eyes slid open slowly to see  scarlet ones staring back.
    'I love you,' Yugi breathed. It was a common phrase used between them. In fact, Yugi said it to most all of his friends, but not as a confession of pure love but more a complement of friendship. But the way he said it now left no room for any doubt of its meaning.
    Yami didn't say anything. He just kissed his light again.

    Yugi had shot up from his bed, panting and frightened. He'd never even thought about the possibility that he'd be gay, or even bisexual. But he remembered the love that he'd pored out onto his yami. He trembled at the feelings they'd shared.
    'I love Yami,' he thought to himself. 'Or, at the very least, I have a crush on him. How will I tell him?' as the thought crossed his mind, he panicked. 'No! I can't ever tell him, he'll hate me!' was the very first reaction. Then the rational part of his mind calmed him down. 'Yami would never hate me. We've shared a soul. Plus, we know that Joey is gay and Yami doesn't hate him,' Yugi calmed himself. He breathed deeply, trying to quiet his rapidly-beating heart. Sighing, he laid back down onto his bed.
    'I'll tell him tomorrow,' he resolved to himself. His eyes flickered over to the far wall; that Yami's bedroom lay beyond. He sighed again and tried to get back to sleep.