Five Months Later...

(Y/n) stretched. Yesterday's appointment had exhausted her. Ever since her parents had insisted she get therapeutic help, (Y/n)'s life had become easier to bare.

She never told Shika, her therapist, about Yami. She hinted at a boy causing her stress, but never specified who. And Shika respected her careful silence.

"If you're aren't comfortable with sharing the man's identity, then I understand," she had explained. "I too, know what it's like to be a worrisome teenager,"

Shika was practically a miracle worker. She gave (Y/n) special activities to help her cope with her anxiety and paranoia. She also gave her a diagnosis on something that, internally, was far too true to be a coincidence: Nyctophobia, the fear of darkness.

With realistic lenses, Shika felt that (Y/n)'s paranoia was triggered by being in a dark atmosphere. So she suggested in investing in a night light, which (Y/n) gladly did.

Writing down in the diary Shika had given her, (Y/n) smiled to herself. Today, you-know-who is coming for a visit. I've got something important to do. Operation Serenade has begun.

As she finished writing, a knock echoed from the door. Closing the diary, (Y/n) walked confidently over and opened up. Yami stood there.

"Hi..." she greeted, slightly wary. Even now, months upon months after the whole incident with Domino High, (Y/n) still didn't entirely know what to expect from Yugi's intense alter ego.

"It's good to see you, (Y/n)," he nodded, smiling. (Y/n) noticed that Yami was wearing a backpack.

"How did you manage to take over without my parents looking?" She whispered as he walked in.

Yami smirked to himself. "Well, Yugi told them that he was delivering homework to you, and insisted that he teach it to you, as the math equations in particular were tough,"

After the Domino High incident, (Y/n) had been discovered in a matter of days, and was promptly suspended from entering the building. Her parents had been told that (Y/n) had lost her year in this, "sick-hearted stunt," and could only regain it if she completed her assignments at home.

Usually, it was her parents who'd pick up the assignments from school. But recently, some of her friends, old and new, started to personally deliver them to her doorstep. Even Anzu, who had barely talked to (Y/n) after the incident.

"Impressive," (Y/n) replied. "Is it just math?"

Yami shook his head. "Unfortunately, no," he replied, unzipping the bag. "There was also a few notes from science that you have to do. But, they're pretty easy, and won't take you long,"

(Y/n) blinked gratefully. "Thank you," she said.

Yami looked up at her. "It's not a problem, really,"

"I'm grateful that you've given me something even if it is homework," she lowered her voice as she silently shut the door. "Because, I have something to give you,"

Yami's eyes flowed meaningfully, and (Y/n) swore she saw a dust of pink on his cheeks. Leaning in, (Y/n) kissed him. She could hear him sharply breathe in through his nose.

They hadn't kissed in months, ever since they had been in that paradise. But now, everything came back. All the memories, all the passion, and all the love they had for each other.

The kiss went deep, and the two of them relished in the prescence of the other. Complete. That's how we are.

(Y/n) separated herself from Yami. "I've got one more thing," she told him. "I hope you don't mind,"

"Oh, of course I don't, (Y/n)," He replied, his voice low. It seemed as if the kiss had mesmerized him, giving him to say the name of his lover as much as possible.

(Y/n) smiled. She grabbed a ukulele (another suggestion by Shika) and began strumming. She sang a beautiful song, one for just the two of them.

And in that moment, (Y/n) knew, that her fear was gone. It was no more than a shadow in her past.

For Yami, for Yugi, for Anzu, for everyone...

I promise to be the best I can be. I promise to never let my fears control my actions...

... and most importantly, I promise to love you, Yami, with all of my heart and soul.

THE END.