-1HELLO! I'm BAAAACK! I know you all wanted a sequel to Deserted and Trapped, but I couldn't think of anything so how about a new story. Maybe I can get this one going, and I might think of something for the sequel for Deserted and Trapped. But I hope you all love this one. Of course it's a yaoi so if you don't like two men loving each other please do not read. I love writing about it that's for sure. I don't own these characters even though like everyone else I wish I did. LOL. I hope everyone enjoys. ONWARD!

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Chapter One

Yugi sighed as he rose from his chair positioned behind the register of the game shop. It was the third day in a row since the last customer walked through the door. Locking up and grabbing his laptop, Yugi made his way upstairs to the apartment that he shared with Atemu. His grandfather died a year ago, and it seemed like the gaming business died as well. Yugi walked into the kitchen where Atemu was finishing up a hamburger. Putting the meat on a bun, Atemu offered it to Yugi. "You should eat, Aibou."

"Atemu, you know I hate it when you do that. It's been a couple days since you ate," Yugi whispered as if wishing the walls would not hear their complication.

Atemu brushed his fingers through Yugi's hair and set the plate down on the table. "Please do not have me ask twice. Enjoy it while it lasts. Unless we get someone tomorrow, I'm afraid there will be no food for either of us. Don't worry so much about me. My body still occasionally relies on the puzzle."

Yugi sat down at the table and took a bite of the hamburger. "How about we share it?"

"Aibou, I will be fine." Yugi frowned and continued to eat the hamburger. He knew better than to pretend like he was full because Atemu could feel everything about his presence.

"I do have an interview tonight for a shift that starts at midnight. I'll be able to make it home by nine to watch the store while you're at school. Maybe someone would stop by then."

"But, Atemu, when will you sleep."

"I'll take a nap after you get back and wake up for you to close the store at nine. Sacrifices have to be made in order for us to survive."

"We can always close the shop down, and I'll go find a job somewhere else."

"You're not even eighteen. I can't let you ruin your senior year." Atemu moved to the sink and started to wash what little dished he used to make the hamburger.

Yugi sighed and put his head down on the table. "Is there anything left in Grandpa's fund?"

Atemu dried his hands and reached for the pocket book on top of the refrigerator. "There's still enough to pay the bills for another two months if we don't use it on food. I'm sure I'll be able to get this job so don't worry, Aibou."

"What time are you leaving?"

"About eleven thirty. It's only a half hour away."

"What is it?"

"Receptionist job at a hotel. I guess they check people in at all hours of the day. They say I can earn anything from a hundred dollars to five hundred dollars a night. Don't ask me how, but I'm not complaining. I might start tonight so if you don't see me in the morning before you leave for school don't worry. I'll be home by eight thirty. That should be plenty of time to open up the shop."

"Not to change the subject, but I think my friends are suspecting that we have money problems."

Atemu sighed and took Yugi's now empty dish over to the sink. "Can you keep leading them on?"

"I think so." Yugi looked up at the clock. "I'm going to take a quick shower before you leave." Yugi leaned down and kissed Atemu gently. Atemu closed his eyes and breathed in Yuig's scent. It's been a while since they shared anything intimate, but it's hard to get in the mood when money was extremely tight.

Atemu wrapped his arms around his small lover and deepened the kiss. The two enjoyed each other's scent and delicate touches. Atemu broke away and put his forehead against Yugi's. "I promise I'll find something to help us."

"Don't be pressured, love," Yugi commented before standing straight up. "I'll see you when I get home tomorrow then. Let's keep our fingers crossed."

"Fingers and toes." Yugi smiled and disappeared through the doorway to go upstairs to take a shower and head off to bed. He managed to finish his homework a long time ago, using his laptop that he bought when business was still booming. Yugi plugged the laptop into the wall socket and hooked the printer up so it could print out his report while he took a shower.

Yugi worried about what tomorrow might bring, but he worried most about Atemu being out so late at night. He knew the Spirit of the Millennium Puzzle could take care of himself, but there was always that horrible feeling in his stomach that something would happen to Atemu. Either way, Yugi knew that something had to be done in order for them to survive. Of course, he could always ask his friends for help, but the fact of owing them something didn't sit well with him. He's caused them enough trouble over the years; more than he could count. Yugi hit print and started down towards the bathroom as he heard the side door shut. He glanced at his watched and noticed that it was only ten forty-five. He shrugged and assumed that Atemu wanted to be early, but he didn't understand why he would want to be a half hour early. He disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Atemu walked down the darken streets not sure why they called him in for an earlier interview, but hoping that it was signs that they were defiantly hiring him. Swiftly walking through the night, Atemu wasn't too thrilled with midnight strolls. Unfortunately, he needed to get used to the thought of walking around so late at night. He walked through the automated doors and into the glamorous hotel. The hardwood floors had a hint of gold to them that matched the crimson carpet leading from the front door up to the receptionist desk. The walls were an off white color, looking more of a beige than ghostly white.

Atemu approached the desk and looked at the young men with black hair, sitting at the computer. "Hello, how can I help you?"

"My name is Atemu, and I'm here for the interview."

"Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Chris. Follow me up to the second floor. That's where the president is right now."

"Thank you," Atemu commented as they walked upstairs. He was beginning to get nervous, but most of all, he felt uncomfortable. Like there was an evil spirit lurking around all the corners. It was an eerie feeling that he would only get when Marik or Bakura was around before the two of them became friends.

Chris opened a door by the stairwell and bowed. "Right inside. Mr. Atemu."

"Just Atemu is fine." He took one step into the room and wished he hadn't. A tall man with brown hair and a mustache bent over a shorter, younger man, obviously having sex with him. Atemu backed against the door ready to leave, but to only realize that Chris closed it behind him. The tall man finished and sat on the couch while the other man fixed his clothes. "So you are Atemu. My name is Crump," the older man said, lighting a cigarette.

Atemu tried to hide his flushed cheeks and regain his speech. "Yes, sir, I-"

"I'm in need of a new person to help take care of the guests. You think you can handle it."

"You mean like bringing them things and such, right?" Atemu asked, calming down.

"More or less. You're wages depends on the tips you make from them. Trust me. All the guests are usually very generous to people they like. So the better you are the more money you get. Do we have a deal?"

Atemu nodded not feeling like he had a choice. "Deal."

"Chris will take you to your first guest. Just do whatever the man says, and you could be walking home with a lot of money tomorrow. We'll start you off with one guest tonight. As you get more used to it we'll add more than one, okay?"

"Okay." Atemu turned towards the door only to see it already open, and Chris was standing in the doorway as if he heard everything or was counting down the minutes until he assumed they were done talking.

Chris shut the door to Crump's office and smiled up at Atemu. "If there's anything you have questions on feel free to ask me. I'm usually downstairs at the front desk. This first guest you will have is an easy one. Don't worry he won't hurt you. His name is Derek, and he owns a hotel in America. He's over here for business for a few days. He pays good too. The last time he came here I got three hundred dollars just from him." Chris chattered on as if he did this for years. He stopped at a door and knocked. "Just do as he says and everything will be fine."

The door opened and Atemu came face to face with a tall blond. "Hello, my name is Atemu, and I'll be serving you tonight." It sounded a bit cheesy, but he didn't know what else to say. The man smirked at Atemu and moved to the side.

"Come in. I've been waiting." Atemu walked inside as the door shut behind him. He really was getting tired of his exit being blocked. He started to get extremely nervous being alone in a room with this stranger. Derek put his hands on either side of Atemu's head leaning in to kiss him, but Atemu turned his head. "You're new, huh?" Derek smirked, grabbing Atemu firmly by the shoulders. "Let's make a deal. You let me do what I want, and you walk out of here with four hundred dollars. Or, I still get what I want, and you walk out of here with several bruises and only one hundred dollars. What's it going to be?"

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Cliffhanger on the first chapter! AHHH Bad me LOL don't you worry. I'll come home from work and get another chapter going I promise. The only thing that's going to stop me is if I can't get my internet to work. Thank you all for reading and please review.

Angel Dove