Dousing the Flame

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/Yugi's thoughts/

Yugi was wrapped in a blanket on the couch next to Dominick watching a scary movie that Dominick picked out. He saw more of his palms than he saw of the movie. He was not a big fan of scary movies. Chills went down his spine every time he heard that creepy clown say his infamous line.

Just as he the clown cackled and said, "We all float down here" Yugi's cell phone began vibrating in his pocket. The tri-colored youth screamed and jumped, sending the bowl of popcorn flying a few feet in the air and scattered all over the floor.

"Son of a bitch, Yugi!" Dominick screamed at the boy, "who the hell is that?"

"I'm sorry, Dom," Yugi reached into his pocket to pull out the cell phone. "It's Joey."

"Well hang up and turn your phone off. We are watching a movie," Dominick growled; venom wrapped around his words. 

"O..okay, Dom," Yugi turned the phone off and shoved it back into his pocket, making a mental note to call Joey later when Dominick was asleep. "Do you want me to pick up the popcorn now or after the movie?"

"Just wait. You can clean it up after the movie," the blue eyed youth snapped. Yugi nodded as he pulled the blanket back over him and lay his head down on Dominick's shoulder.

"Oh, did you finish my homework for History of Ancient Egypt and my 11 page report on asteroids that you said you would help me with?" cold piercing blue eyes locked on  Yugi's cherubic face. 

Large amethyst glanced up, "The report is done, I still need to do the History of Ancient Egypt assignment."

"That is due tomorrow, Yugi" Dominick shoved Yugi away from him; the small body tumbled off of the couch. Yugi wrapped the blanket around himself and stared up at Dominick from his position on the floor.

"I know, I'm sorry," Yugi's eyes were large and pleading. 

"You will need to get up early and get it done," Dominick glared at the small youth curled up on the ground next to him.

Yugi slowly scoot closer to Dominick's legs. He rested his arm on the boy's thigh, "Don't worry, Dom, I will finish it."

Dominick pushed Yugi's arm off of his leg, "Good. You had better get it done."

Yugi sighed quietly. With all of the help he was giving Dominick with his homework, he hardly had time to do his own. /I'm going to have to start working harder and not sleep as much. I've been sleeping too much anyway./ 

Yugi lost himself in within his own endless thoughts. He paid little attention to the movie playing in the background nor to Dominick's blue eyes burning into him.

\/\/\/

Yugi cracked an eye open and listened closely to Dominick's breathing, attempting to see if his boyfriend was asleep. His breathing was deep; each breathe slowly filling his lungs before making its way out from his slightly parted lips. Yugi lifted Dominick's arm off of his stomach and slid silently out of bed. He grabbed his cell phone and crept outside as silently as he could. He quickly dialed Joey's number. He knew Joey would be asleep. It was well after midnight, but he didn't care. He needed to hear Joey's voice. 

A loud yawn came from the other end of the line, "Hello?"

"Hey, Joey, it's me." Yugi whispered.

Another yawn came over the line, "Yug?! We haven't heard from you in over a month and now you are calling me at 1:30 am? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Yes, yes, Joey, I am fine," Yugi whispered, "I am sorry I didn't call you earlier, I've been busy."

"We've been really worried about you," Joey's voice was laden with concern. 

"I know. I am sorry. I'll call you more often." Yugi whispered.

"Why are we whispering?" Joey whispered back.

"I don't want to wake anyone up." Yugi whispered even quieter than before. His voice barely audible.

"So when are you commen home Yug?"

"I don't know. Maybe this weekend." He responded.

"Maybe? Ah common Yug. We miss you," Joey pleaded.

"I know Joey. I miss you too. I'll try to come over this weekend. I gotta go," the tri-colored youth stated quickly.  

"No, Yug. Don't hang..." Joey never finished his sentence.

"I'll talk to you later, Joey" Yugi interrupted before he brought the phone down from his ear and clicked the 'end' button.. He stared at it laying in his palm for a few seconds before going back into the apartment. He climbed back into bed and pulled the sheet over him.

"You're not going anywhere this weekend." A whisper pierced through the darkness.

A sharp pain pierced his heart, "Why not Dom?"

"Because you're spending the weekend with me." Dominick's arms wrapped possessively around Yugi.

/I want to see my friends. I haven't seen them much in the past several months./ Images and memories of Joey, Tristen, and Duke filled his mind. Tears began to flow freely down Yugi's cheeks. He buried his face in his pillow; trying his best to muffle his sobs.

\/\/\/

It was only fifteen minutes after 4 am. Yugi lay wide awake staring up into the darkness. He had not been able to sleep since his conversation with Joey and the small conversation with Dominick that had followed. He had never felt so alone and depressed. He eased his way out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. 

The moonlight flooded the kitchen in almost an eerie blue light. Yugi filled a cup of water and downed it only a few gulps. His eyes fell on the clean dishes resting in the dish drainer. He slowly picked each dish up and placed them in their designated places around the kitchen. Yugi's fingers wrapped around the blade of a steak knife which brought the youth's attention back from the sea of dark thoughts to what he was doing. 

"Shit." He whispered letting go of the blade. The knife dropped onto the counter with a clink. A small drop of blood formed where the knife had cut his finger. His watched the droplet grow. The dark crimson reminding him of Yami's eyes. He felt a small thrill wash over him. His heart raced with the addition of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He watched the once tiny droplet became bigger and begin to slide down his finger. 

He picked up the knife and sat on the kitchen floor with it; his back up against the wall. He twirled the knife around in his fingers before his grip tightened on the handle. He slid the bottom of his pajama shorts up as high as they would go, staring at the soft bare skin of his thigh. He placed the blade on the pale skin. Pushed down on it, he dragged the blade across his flesh. He hissed from the brief amount of pain. The small crimson river broke free of his skin and trickled down his leg creating a tiny puddle on the floor. He thought the blood looked beautiful and he loved this feeling. He took a deep breath as he rested his head against the wall behind him. 

/I need to clean this up before Dom wakes up,/ he thought to himself as he enjoyed the last little bit of his high that the cut had brought him.