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Poems Galore

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Yugi was confused. Very confused.

The small teen had come home to find that the house was completely filled with random sticky notes, and that wasn't all, each and everyone one of them had a poem on them; written in the tiniest writing Yugi had ever seen. It was incredible.

He slowly wandered about the house, looking for the only person that could possibly be responsible for this; Yami. It wasn't really a game of guessing - Yugi just knew that Yami was the only one in the house when he went to work or school, so it could only be him.

Yugi went down to the kitchen (Yami was usually in there) and peeked in. A small smile escaped his lips when he saw that Yami was sitting at the kitchen table, writing on a wad of sticky notes. The smooth surface had scrapes on it from where the pen marks had been, and Yugi knew that Yami would hate himself for it later.

Yugi's hair swayed as he sauntered over to Yami, standing behind him and watching him scribble away. The table was literally covered with sticky notes, and Yugi thought that if he wasn't careful, he would be too.

Yami suddenly stopped writing, and a large red mark from where the pen had been was clearly visible on his hand. He put the pen down and slowly turned to face Yugi.

Yugi had to suppress a small giggle and blush as he saw that Yami was wearing glasses. It did make him look quite handsome, in Yugi's opinion. He booped Yami's nose and the elder stood up, making the younger have to look up at him.

"What are all these notes, Yami?" Yugi asked, literally pointing everywhere in the room. They were on everything.

"I was bored," Yami's monotone voice made Yugi sigh – he didn't put any emotion into most of his words anymore, "And we had a lot of sticky notes..."

"...So you decide to write a poem on each and every one of them and stick them around the entire house?" Yugi raised an eyebrow.

"Well I got the idea of writing poems because I started to think of you, and then all of these things that I wanted to say to you came rushing out of my brain and THEN I noticed the sticky notes...And sticking them around the house was the only way I could get you to look at them."

Yugi blinked and looked at Yami, and then at the sticky notes around the kitchen. He slowly walked over to one and took a closer look at it.

Aibou, I love you.

Aibou, don't you get it yet?

Aibou, I'll never stop loving you.

Aibou, I love your amethyst eyes.

Aibou, aibou, aibou, aibou.

No matter how many times I say it,

The word never does justice,

To what I feel for you.

Yugi felt a little bit brighter inside with reading the note. He turned back to Yami and smiled widely at him, "Is that really the reason for all of these sticky notes?"

"Yes," Yami nodded, "It is."

Yugi grinned and walked over to Yami, kissing his cheek lightly and giving him a cuddle.

"You really are a special person, Yami." Yugi murmured, hugging Yami tighter and sighing happily.

Yami have a small chuckle and held Yugi close, nodding lightly, "And I'm glad you can handle me."

Yugi giggled cutely and looked up at his lover, who had placed his forehead against Yugi's by this point. It didn't take long for them to envelop in a passionate kiss.