If Atem Lived in my Head

Atem!...Nuni!

            

The night feels lonely now. You can't just make someone get used to you like that and then not be there anymore.

"Come on, Atem." I yawn. "I'm not going to sleep until you come out here and talk to me." I wait a second but he doesn't show up.

"Atem!" I snap at the ceiling "Stop being ridiculous. I just meant that Yugi is cute like a puppy. Like if someone were to pick on him while I was there I'd fight them immediately and I feel like you could take care of yourself or you'd be more like a partner."

"That doesn't answer the question as to whether or not you think I'm cute." Atem sits at the end of my bed. I sit up.

I clamped my mouth shut and glare at him "No." I tell him. "I'm not gonna say it, it'll blow your head up."

"What?" He cocks his brow at me in surprise.

"Not physically, just... ugh!" I roll my eyes and drop back against the bed. He stands beside my bed and looks down at me.

"Just tell me what the difference is." Atem places his hands on either side of me, his face mere inches from me.

"No." I tell him firmly

"Nuni." He doesn't move.

"No." I snap harshly.

"Nuni." He growls.

"No, you're not cute." I yell at him "you're sexy, okay." I bite my lip on the word but it's too late. It's already out. His eyes widen and he looks at me with pure shock. My faces burns a bright red, I cover it with a pillow.

"You think of me like that?" He asks.

"I'm not blind." I snap at him. "I mean look at you."

"I didn't realize you saw anyone like that... let alone me." He chuckles in disbelief.

"Come on." I roll my eyes under the pillow "you're a pharaoh, you've got that hot Egyptian outfit and the cape and you rock a skirt better than I do."

"Well, I beg to differ about the skirt." A smirk crawls across his lips and I glare at him.

"See that, your head is getting all blown up as we speak." I growl at him.

"Come now, Nuni." He nudges me to skootch over, I oblige and he slides into bed beside me. "You already knew getting a compliment like that from you was going to stroke my pride." He laughs.

"Atem." I growl.

"I'm just teasing you, Nuni." Atem turns onto his side. I let my head drop toward him. he places his hand on my cheek. "it's nice to know that you think of me as something other than a 5000-year-old spirit haunting you."

"Yes." I can't help the smile crawling across my face as I look at him. "I think of you as a sexy 5000-year-old spirit that occasionally takes over my body."

His cheeks turn a bit red in the moonlight streaming in from the top of the window.

"You know what I meant." I smack his chest. He smiles, his cheeks still red.

"I do, now..." he pulls the covers up over my shoulders "get some rest, you need it."

"Don't..." I yawn "tell me what to do." I snuggle down under the covers anyway.

"Goodnight, Atem" I yawn again

"Goodnight, Nuni."