Lonely Existence

A Night of Needles

A/N: Elllooooo!! I had some caffeine and I wasn't quite ready for bed.  I wonder why. Caffeine right before bed. Probably not the best call lol. So because of this, you get a third update today.

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"So, how did you get into this industry in the first place?" Yugi tilts his head, waiting for my response.

We are relaxing in the hotel room after the street gig earlier today. I am stretched out on my bed, my back resting against the headboard and looking over at Yugi. The petite guitarist is laying on his stomach, a pillow under his upper chest used to help prop him up. The way his back is arching at that angle is sending certain thoughts racing through my head. I bite my lip and push the thoughts aside. Now is not the time to think dirty.

Yugi eyes me inquisitively. He bends his knees, raising his small bare feet up into the air. He kicks them idly, "Atemu?"

I realize I have been staring and completely forgot to answer his question. I feel the heat rise in my cheeks, "Sorry, Yugi."

"Were you..thinking about," Yugi pauses, "drinking?"

"No, actually," I smile at him, "Not this time." I dare not tell him what I was truly thinking about and thankfully, he does not pry further. "My mother and father were socialites. They were always away at parties, yacht trips, and everything else related to A-list exclusive events. One of the connections they made were Seto's parents. They constantly sent me over to spend time with Seto and his parents did the same to him. They sent him to my house to spend time with me."

"You two became close friends then?" Yugi pushed further, purely interested in my past.

"Not exactly. My relationship with him is complex. The best way I can describe it is our connection is a very love / hate relationship. It was that way from the very beginning. We annoy the shit out of each other, but we both know the other has our backs when needed," I explain to the best of my ability.

"I see. How you two interact makes sense now," Yugi giggles.

I nod, "Seto always had a knack for music, business, and technology. When he discovered my musical prowess, he became my manager and the rest just fell into place."

"Did you ever get to go to any events with your parents?" Yugi returns the topic to my parents and my past, his small feet continuing their idle kicking.

"Not often. They usually left me with my nannies. The events were usually dull. The ones I did go to had me bored out of my mind. Since they left so often without me, I didn't get to see them much," I shake my head.

"I'm sorry. That sounds like a lonely life while growing up," his ebony brows furrow in thought.

"It was. Even with the hired help, the nannies, and even Seto, it was lonely," I respond with a shrug. The past is past. No use in dwelling on it now.