Nothing Left To Break

"Nice house, 'Tem." Walking in, he looked around. He met this gorgeous man about a week ago at work, and didn't expect Atem to be attracted to him.

"Why thank you," he purred in his smooth, sexy baritone voice.

Yami shivered at that voice. Turning around, he smiled. "I really didn't think you would notice me."

"Oh, I've noticed you for quite some time," he smirked lightly.

Smiling, he blushed. "So, your roommate is out of town this weekend?" He went to the window overlooking the city.

"Mmm, yes he is," he assured, placing his hands on Yami's shoulders.

Yami shivered at the touch. "So, what did you want to do?" He looked up, his crimson eyes anything but innocent.

"Depends, what are you in the mood for?" he teased.

Yami licked his lips. "You're walking sex. I think you know what I came up here for. If it works out, great. If this ends as a one night stand, that's fine too." He eyed Atem.

"Oh, we'll see where things go, my dear," he chuckled lightly.

Yami smirked. "Where do you want to start?" He whispered.

"Perhaps with this," he said, grabbing Yami's face in his hands before he gave him a slow, sensual kiss.

Yami whimpered, kissing him back, hands running over Atem's back.

Atem moaned, kissing him back feverishly.

Yugi grumbled. His flight was cancelled. His boss, Akefia was going to be pissed since he couldn't get a flight til tomorrow. Unlocking the door, he dropped his bag, eyes watering at the sight in front of him.

Atem pulled back at hearing the door open. He narrowed his eyes, glancing over at Yugi.

"It's not what it looks like," he muttered.

Yami stood confused. "Really? That's funny, cause it sure looks like my fiancé is tongue fucking another guy." Yugi said angrily, noting the shocked look on the other guy's face at the word fiancé.

Atem sighed, "So I guess it is that."

Yami looked at Atem. "You said roommate! Not fiancé! I am many things, including an asshole, but I am NOT a homewrecker." Yami stomped out.

"You didn't ask," he sighed.

Yugi seethed. "Get your shit and be out by morning." He grabbed his bag and left.

Heading to the taxi he had no idea of where to go.

"Yugi, what are you doing out at this hour?" inquired the voice of Akefia, his wild white locks messed about by the wind, his grey orbs tinted with worry for the short teen.

Yugi looked up. "I'm sorry, my flight got cancelled, I can't head out to the morning." He said, avoiding the question and the eyes.

"Are you heading back to the house?" he asked.

Yugi's eyes watered up. "Um, no." He looked away, hailing a taxi.

Akefia gently grabbed Yugi's hand, "Come, I'll take you back to my place. Do you want to get your stuff tonight or tomorrow?"

Yugi sighed, a tear slipping. "Is it that obvious?"

"A little," he said softly, holding Yugi in his arms. "You're welcome to stay with me if you want."

Yugi broke down then. "Why? Why did he cheat on me? Am I that ugly? Am I that boring? Am I...why aren't I enough?" Yugi whimpered, amethyst eyes broken.

"Because he's an idiot. If he tossed you aside this easily then he's missing out on a great person," Akefia said sternly, carrying Yugi in his arms back to his apartment.

Yugi just sniffled, crying into Akefia's chest.

Once at Akefia's, he looked up woefully. "I'm sorry to impose on you. I told him to get out by tomorrow." He rubbed his eyes adorably.

"You're welcome here whenever, Yugi. Don't ever think you're imposing because you're not," he said sternly. "Do you want some tea or coco? It might help."

Yugi nodded, nose red and stuffy. "Coco, please."

"Sure," he grinned, boiling some water on the stove and mixing in the powder, humming softly as he made the beverage.

Yugi looked around the apartment. He hadn't ever been here before. He'd only been working for Akefia for about two months.

He returned with two cups. He handed one to Yugi. He sat down with him on the sofa, draping an arm around him.

"Do you want me to get your stuff tomorrow to bring here?" he asked gently.

Yugi nodded miserably. "Yea, Atem won't leave easily. It would probably be easier for me to just leave."

"Good, you stay here," Akefia said, taking a sip from his cup. "Just give me a list of what you need me to get and I'll make sure to go over and get it tomorrow in the morning."

Yugi nodded, yawning. He leaned against Akefia, eyes drooping from the emotional drain.

Akefia drank the rest of his drink. He excused himself, preparing the guest room's bed for Yugi with plush soft blankets to keep him warm, making sure the sheets and pillows were fresh before making the bed.

Yugi was out, snoring quietly on the couch when Akefia came back.

One sock was on, the other half dangling off, as he had kicked off his shoes.

"The guest room will be yours," he said, coming back in. "I just made up the bed. So it's ready when you want to go rest."

Yugi didn't even move.

Akefia picked him up. He carried him into the guest room. He placed him down on the sheets, tucking him in. He refilled Yugi's cup, placing it on the bedside table if he wanted it. He kissed Yugi's forehead.

"Sleep well. Things will get better, Yugi. I promise," he said quietly, walking out of the room and gently closing the door.

\/\/\/

Bakura sat at the table, waiting for Ryou. He was drinking his coffee, black.

His mind was drifting back to Malik's slender form. And how badly he wanted to fuck him.

Ryou yawned adorably. He walked downstairs, his hair a mess. He combed it with his fingers before walking into the kitchen.

"Morning fluffy," he greeted his lover.

Bakura grunted. "Here." He pushed a cup at Ryou.

He had already gotten Ryou's coffee ready. He wanted this over with quick.

"Um, thanks?" he responded nervously, accepting the mug as he plopped down onto a seat and drank it a bit as he was more of a tea person than a coffee drinker.

"So. I packed your stuff. Get out." Bakura kept drinking his coffee.

"W-What?" Ryou whimpered, tears pricking at the corners of his chocolate hazel eyes.

Bakura pushed the bag over to Ryou with his foot. He had it sitting by him the whole time, Ryou just hadn't noticed. He kept drinking, his face impassive. "Get out. It's my apartment. I'm tired of us. I want to move on."

"Oh, I see," he said quietly, grabbing his bag and getting up. "Nice to know I meant nothing to you."

He just left. He walked down the street, silent tears falling down his cheeks. He didn't know where to go now. He would see if he could stay with Yugi, but dismissed that thought. He knew Yugi was dealing with stuff. He didn't want to bother him.

Bakura grunted as Ryou left. Sighing as he ran a hand through his silver mane, his hard dark eyes noticed that the coffee was empty. Getting up, he got another cup of coffee as he grabbed his phone, texting for Malik to come over.

\/\/\/

Marik was just coming back from getting bagels, when he saw Ryou with a suitcase. Frowning, he looked at Ryou. Sighing, he shook his head. First Yugi, now Ryou. At least he was able to deal with Ryou immediately, instead of reading the text message a couple hours afterwards, as he had with Yugi. He headed over to Ryou. "Hey, bunny. Want to come up and have breakfast with me and Malik?"

"Yeah, but I doubt he'll be there," Ryou muttered somberly, going with Marik.

"I don't know what you mean." Marik smiled. Heading up to the apartment, he unlocked the door.

When he entered no one was there. Malik and his stuff was gone. There was a letter waiting for Marik which explained that he's sorry it came to this, but he felt like there wasn't any emotional connection anymore. He also didn't want to hurt him.

"Marik?" Ryou asked.

Marik sat the bagels down, blinking back the tears. "Well." He stated in a shaky breath. "I guess we need to eat breakfast. Want some tea?" He went over to heat up some water. While the water heated, he got out plates, napkins, and a couple butter knives for the cream cheese he had bought.

When he finished, Ryou just went over and hugged him. He wasn't sure what else to do. He had an idea of how to cheer him up.

"How about after breakfast we do some baking? Comfort food does help with the healing process," he suggested.

Marik nodded. "You'll move in here, right? I don't want to be alone. I'm sure Akefia won't mind."

"I can talk to him later about this. Yeah, I'd love to stay here with you," Ryou smiled sadly, pouring the hot water into two cups, pulling out a box of tea and putting a bag in each cup. "What do you take in yours?"

"Honey. A teaspoonful. Do you want your bagel toasted?" Marik kept blinking.

"Yes please," he replied, grabbing the jar of honey and put one teaspoon into Marik's while he put two into his before putting the jar back, then grabbing the cups to take them into the living room.

Marik toasted two bagels, then put some of each cream cheese on the tray, taking it to the living room. Sitting it down, he offered a plate to Ryou.

"I...I have plain, strawberry, and veg…etable cream cheese. That was his favorite." Marik said as tears fell.

"Strawberry please. Though hurry up and come in here so I can hold you," Ryou said softly.

Marik took the plate back and put strawberry cream on Ryou's bagel, and plain on his. Handing the plate back, Marik sat down, leaning back on the couch.

Ryou placed his and Marik's plate on the coffee table along with their cups. He wrapped his arms gently, but tight around Marik.

"He went to your bastard, didn't he?" Marik asked, hugging Ryou tightly as well. He had noticed little looks, but chose to ignore them. Malik was unstable, so Marik always talked off his behavior.

"Yeah," he said, his voice raw with emotion as the tears streamed down his face, just holding onto Marik for dear life.

Marik hugged him tightly. After a little bit, Marik sniffled. "Well, we'll take it day by day, right?"

"Yeah, who knows what will happen. Today we'll just bake and indulge," Ryou faintly smiled.

They spent the day baking, listening to music, and just trying to survive.

\/\/\/

Bakura sat at the table, waiting. He had given Malik a key.

The lock in the door turned. The spiky blonde haired psychopath sauntered in. His violet eyes took in his surroundings.

"You here, fluffers?" Malik called out.

"Yup. Kitchen. Ryou's gone." Bakura kept drinking the coffee. "And quit fucking calling me that."

"Aw, never. I love seeing you pissed off," Malik grinned, having his stuff with him. "I left Marik."

Bakura stood, looking predatorily at Malik. "Good." Slamming Malik against the wall with enough force to make the picture frames shake, Bakura started kissing and sucking on Malik's neck, biting him so blood formed. "Now you're fucking mine." He growled.

Malik groaned, "Oh yes I am."

Bakura smirked. Grabbing Malik, he flipped him around, tossing him on the table, cups shattering. Ripping off Malik's pants, Bakura panted. "I'm going to fuck you right here on the table. That's my breakfast."

Malik grinned, "Go ahead. I'm already yours, 'Kura."

Bakura smirked. "Damn right." Not even warming up, he slammed into Malik. Bakura liked pain, so did Malik. It was a good arrangement. He started pounding Malik's ass like a jackhammer.

Malik moaned loudly. He pressed back against Bakura, wanting him further inside.

Bakura gripped Malik hard enough to bruise Malik's hips. He fucked Malik hard, pulling out last minute. He didn't need a kid right now.

Malik panted heavily. He always enjoyed sex with Bakura. It was always hard and rough.

Bakura bent down, grabbing Malik's pants. "Get dressed, we need to go out and celebrate not having to sneak around. It was annoying. Maybe 'Tem wants to come too? He was getting tired of Shrimp's constant innocent act."

Bakura went and took a shower, not waiting for an answer. He wasn't surprised when Malik joined him in the shower. Smirking, he stepped out when done, drying off and changing into ripped jeans and a white V-neck tee. He picked up his phone and texted Atem. "Meet at Brulio's for lunch? Just me and Malik."

Atem glanced at his phone, having spoken to Yami. They agreed on staying together. He texted back, "Can the guy I'm seeing now come too?"

Bakura read the message. "Sure, as long as it's not Shrimp."

Grabbing his keys, he motioned for Malik to follow. "We'll take my bike." Sliding on the bike, he waited for Malik. He didn't wear a helmet. Helmets were for pussies. And Malik didn't wear a helmet because brain damage would probably help him.

Malik had his pants back on along with his other clothes. He got onto the bike with Bakura.

Bakura drove up to Brulio's and saw Atem. Parking, he got off and headed up. About then, Yami had walked up, wearing black leather pants and a tight fitting black tee shirt. He had agreed to try this out with Atem, but he had made it 100% clear that if Atem so much as looked, kissed, pinched, or thought about anyone else, Yami was out. He didn't cheat. And he didn't get cheated on and stay. Yami accepted some responsibility for assuming Atem had a roommate instead of clarifying that. But he also made it clear to not pull that bullshit on him again.

Atem had agreed to those terms. They seemed reasonable enough. Atem wore a pair of leather pants, a V-neck shirt, and a pair of leather boots. He held one of Yami's hands as they walked in, waiting for the other two to show up.

Malik grinned, waving at Atem. "Shit, I'm hungry. Bakura fucked me but good."

Atem grinned, "Good to hear. Did the same to Yami this morning, but with him it's not fucking."

Bakura waved the waitress over. "Gimme a beer and a burger, raw, plain." Malik just held up his first and middle finger, saying "Make that two, same way." Bakura smirked. "Aww, you always get the princesses." Yami scowled at Bakura. "Fuck off."

"Perhaps, but that's what I like," Atem smirked, squeezing Yami's hand.

Yami smiled at Atem. Putting his hand on Atem's thigh, he ordered a salad and a tea. Setting the menu down, his face got serious. "Uh...'Tem..."

"Yes?" he asked.

Yami pointed at the door. Yugi was walking in. When Yugi woke up, Akefia was gone, a text stating that the flight was unnecessary as plans changed. Yugi had sent Akefia a text of where the key was and what items he had needed. He had told Akefia that he was going to Brulio's and he was inviting Marik and Ryou, and Akefia could join up when he was done if he wanted to. Marik had agreed, convincing Ryou to go, and walked in behind Yugi. Neither of the three petite teens saw the table of four. Bakura and Malik's back was to the door.

Ryou held Marik's hand in one of his own. He was happier knowing he had Marik and was going to see Yugi. He thought things were getting better albeit slowly

Marik pointed to a table not far from the ex'es. "Hey, there's a table of four, in case Akefia shows up. Wanna sit there? It's really getting busy in here and there aren't many tables." Yugi looked and saw the table, and nodded, smiling sadly. Going over, he sat down, Marik sitting cattycorner so Ryou didn't have to sit across from his brother.

Ryou plopped down in a seat. He hoped Akefia wouldn't take too long. He nodded, thinking it was a good idea to snag this spot.

Bakura looked over, recognizing Marik's voice. He looked back at Atem. Yami looked between the three. "Should we leave so as not to start a scene?" Yami wasn't completely heartless, and he didn't want to hurt the tricolored teen more than he, inadvertently, had.

"Yes, if we must," he agreed, getting up right when Akefia arrived on the scene.

"Aw, my poor baby brother," Akefia hugged Ryou. "Did that son of a bitch hurt you? Do I need to go knock his lights out again?'

"I'm ok," Ryou said quietly. "Marik's been a big help when dealing with this. Thanks for helping Yugi."

Bakura stood at that. Akefia had never knocked his lights out once, let alone "again." "Telling lies Akefia?" Bakura sneered. Yami put his face in his hand. There went not hurting anyone. He left his hand on Atem's thigh because his loyalty was more to Atem than Yugi, and he didn't want to hurt Atem. However, he felt this was going to escalate, and quickly.

"Clearly you don't recall the last time you fucking hurt Ryou," Akefia growled, holding his baby brother tightly in his arms.

"Let's leave before this gets ugly," Atem muttered to Yami.

Yami nodded, slipping up quietly and trying to leave as Yugi's face fell at seeing the two. Eyes getting watery, he turned his head. Marik was sitting stock still, the hurt apparent on his face as he saw Malik sitting at the table, obviously next to Bakura. Malik blushed, looking uncomfortable, putting a hand on his neck. Bakura seethed. "You never kicked my ass then...you tried and I busted your fucking nose."

"Yes and then I managed to put a blow to your pressure points. I'm not an idiot like you," Akefia sneered, putting Ryou down to be with Marik as he scooped Yugi into his arms. "Don't look at the bastard. He means nothing and he's out of your life. Both of you should listen to this. Oh and Bakura next time I see your face around my brother I won't hesitate to make sure you land into a hospital or the grave."

Bakura swung at that, but Malik pulled him out before the punch could find a home. Malik drug a cursing Bakura out as Yami dug out his wallet, giving cash to the waitress as he scurried out with Atem.

Yugi just looked down, whimpering as Marik put his face in his hands. The entire café had went quiet, watching the event.

Akefia stroked Yugi's hair gently, trying to comfort him. He just held him tight, sitting down. Ryou rested his head on Marik's shoulder.

The café slowly came back to life. Marik looked up at Ryou, smiling sadly. Yugi sniffled, hugging Akefia. "Sorry, boss. I've been leaning on you way too much."

"Don't you dare apologize for that," he admonished softly. "That's what I'm here for. You lean on me all you want."

Ryou smiled sadly back at Marik. He just blinked away his tears.

Yugi just shrugged. "I'm not really hungry. I'm gonna go to your place and look for my own place. You're my boss, not my big brother, you don't have responsibility to me. I'm really sorry guys...I...I just can't deal with being replaced so easily." Tears flew as he ran out the door. Marik just looked down sadly.

Akefia sighed, getting up, "I should go after him. You two have fun. Ryou has my number if either of you need me to come by or just talk."

Marik nodded. Looking at Ryou, he smiled softly. "Do you want to stay here, or maybe go somewhere else?"

"Somewhere else," Ryou got up, holding Marik's hand. "There's a bakery nearby on the way back home. Let's pick up some stuff. We can watch a movie or two at home."

Marik nodded, following Ryou.

Yugi ran to Akefia's. He ran into the guest room, shutting the door. Shoving some clothes in a bag, he grabbed it and headed out. He'd stay at a hotel. He couldn't stay here. He just...he couldn't. He didn't know what was going on in him, but he was all fucked up and confused.

Akefia walked into the house. He knocked on the door to the guest room. "Yugi, can we talk?" he asked.

Yugi had his hand on the knob. Jerking his hand away as if it was hot, he stepped back. Staring at the door, he nodded...realizing that Akefia couldn't see that, he forced out a "Yes."

Akefia walked in, sitting down in the chair, "Yugi, talk to me please. I don't like seeing you run away. If it makes you feel any better we can move. The business has other areas aside from here we're linked to."

Yugi frowned. Crossing his arms, hugging himself, he sighed. "I…I just don't know what's going on. I have all these feelings going through me, and I don't know how to act on them. I don't want to move, Atem isn't going to make me uproot because he did something wrong. But...I mean..." Tears spilling, he looked down. "How important can I be if I am so easily replaced?" His shoulders sagged.

"I told Atem about how my parents left me on the streets. He promised he would never abandon me."

Akefia placed a finger under Yugi's chin, making him look up at him in the eyes, "Yugi, you know how I am with my brother. I don't abandon people I consider important and you are one of them. Atem is an idiot for doing this, but you shouldn't let him bother you. There are many other people in this world that would be better for you."

Yugi just laughed self deprecatingly. "Yea, right. It took me forever to find Atem." He huffed. Swallowing hard, he shook his head. "I should have known something was up. I told Atem I wanted to wait for marriage, cause I wanted it to be special. He started withdrawing after that. I should have just gave it up. Now I'm going to die a virgin. That sucks. I bet life is smoking a cigarette right now, since it's fucked me. Heh." Giving a humorless laugh, "Guess I'm not a virgin. Life is a sucky partner."

Akefia noticed his words didn't seem to do much. He decided perhaps an action would show Yugi how he felt. He held Yugi close, leaning down he pressed his lips against the shorter teen's.

Yugi's eyes flew open in surprise. Sliding closed, Akefia felt really, really good. Yugi kissed back tentatively. He wrapped his arms gently around Akefia's neck.

They stayed like that for a long time. Eventually Akefia pulled back, a small smile on his lips.

"That's how I feel about you," he breathed out.

Yugi just blinked. "H...how long?" He whispered, now more confused than before.

"Since I first saw you," he admitted.

Yugi blushed. "I...I'm flattered, but I can't...I mean...I still love Atem...that's not fair to you. That would make you a rebound..."

"When you're ready then," he said simply. "I keep the door unlocked."

Yugi nodded. "I...I need to be alone right now, please? So much has happened. But I'm not leaving. I promise."

"Ok," he nodded, stepping out to give Yugi some space.