Lonely Existence

New York Arrival

A/N: Greetings all. I'm sorry for the slow progress in updating this story. I've been dealing with some severe depression.  I haven't really been able to write or edit much in the past several weeks. I'm trying to crawl out of it and get back into writing and editing more often. 

I've even had to push back the goal release time frame for the "From the Black" novel. I'm still hoping to have it released by the end of this year, but I'm think it will most likely be a November or December release opposed to the original goal of October. 

Moving along, I appreciate your support. Thank you for taking the time to read, vote, and comment. 

TheDarkDemonGirl: Hangovers are no fun. My hangovers last all through the next day even with all the usual remedies. 

MadHatter5046: Yugi and Atemu are too adorable. It's almost enough to put someone into a diabetic coma. 

jofisk: For once, they were good on the plane lol. 

CapricornKitty1975: Someone needs to create this band irl. It would please me greatly. 

I do not own the songs in this one! The first one is "I Like It Loud" by Cash Cash and the second is "Stand Out," by Tevin Campbell.

Hope you like it! Please leave a comment and vote on your way out. Thank you. 

The flight to New York City was surprisingly uneventful. There were no games, no pranks, really no shenanigans in general. Everyone pretty much slept. Now that they have rested, I am telling you, they are full of hell.

The limousine service that Seto hired fully stocked the bar within the limo with the most expensive champagne and liquor. Malik and Marik broke into the bar first. Joey drops fresh strawberries into each champagne flute and pours us all a glass.

"To the success of Clash of Grey!" Joey cheers, raising his glass.

"Fuck yes!" Marik's laughter reverberats through the vehicle.

"I'll drink to that," Yugi smiles sheepishly, taking a sip.

"Me too," Ryou holds up his glass for the toast.

Bakura grunts his response before returning his attention back to staring out the window.

"No! Malik! Don't give Arahas any of that," Yugi squeaks, squirming over towards the blonde and trying not to spill his own drink.

"Why not? He likes it," Malik giggles watching the little pink tongue dart into his glass to lap up more of the fizzy liquid.

"I don't care," Yugi wrapps his arm around Arahas and carries him back to his original position. The kitten glares at Yugi for a split second before curling up into a tight ball on Yugi's lap. Amethyst eyes travel around in their sockets.

A flew glasses of champagne later found the limo filled with fits of laughter. Okay fine. Several glasses of champagne later if you really must know. The band decided to burst out into random songs. Clash of Grey drunken singing... quite entertaining. The only one not joining in on the frivolity is Bakura. He just continues to stare out the window; his first champagne glass rests forgotten in his hand. I wonder if he is okay.

"Eep!" Yugi squeaks, falling onto my lap which sent Arahas bouncing across the limo towards Ryou. What did I miss this time? I smile down at Yugi's joy filled face. My eyes rise to see Marik's tan fingers assaulting Yugi's exposed midsection. Yugi giggles, squeaks and squirms as his sides are mercilessly tickled.