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Something very strange was happening.

Yami didn't recall taking control of their body; it might've happened when they were asleep (which wouldn't be the first time). Yugi would sometimes inadvertently thrust Yami into control without even realizing he had, and he would wake up breathing and feeling things and all of that nonsense. Yami wouldn't even bat an eyelash as he'd simply seek Yugi out and gently coerce him back into his rightful place as his body's operator.

But it wasn't working this time. How odd. Yami couldn't even find Yugi; couldn't even retreat inside of their mind. So he opened his eyes-

Only to find himself face-to-face with the object of his confusion. "Oh," he said aloud.

Something very, very very strange.

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Yugi wouldn't have minded Yami moving if it weren't for the fact that he was still busy. Now that the treatment is done, it's time for the bandages. That doesn't take quite as long, and soon enough, Yugi tapes down the end of it and rests both hands on his other's shoulders.

"I thought the same thing for a while." He let out a light chuckle at the memories - it was scary back then, especially with his already nervous state of mind, but now he could look back on it with bemusement. "I thought I was really going crazy. I even tried to figure out what exactly was wrong with me." In fact, Yugi recalled that he still owned a couple of books on split personalities, though they were hidden away in his closet and long forgotten.

"I'm glad it didn't turn out that way." He reached around to place his hands over Yami's. "And no matter how old you really are or whether we find out or not, you're still going to be my best friend to me."