Chapter 1
We are young! ~
PWPIt had been a few years after the fiasco in Egypt. Everyone had moved on in their lives and created a stable life.
The only thing was that when the Yami's had been on their way to the afterlife, the gods had taken pity on them and the friends they left behind. The Yami's had been spat back out into the world with their greatest wish and thoughts granted.
I wish to live on…Yami was at the equivalent of an eighteen year old and lived with his Hikari, Yugi Motou. It had been a year since Yugi had graduated from school and the two took over the games shop as Salomon Motou retired and travelled around Egypt.
Yami sighed happily, handing the cashier his money before picking up his newly purchased Pocky and exited the corner store. Plugging in his iPod, he pulled out a stick of Pocky and chewed on it absently.
He thought back to how he'd regained his memories, how he'd met the Gods in person and how happy his Hikari and friends had been to see him again. He'd gotten used to having his own body, good and bad, and managed to live without having Yugi in his head twenty-four seven. He missed having the constent sound there but thank Ra for the beautiful creation of the iPod.
He wore his usual of tight black pants and tank top, the double belt and boots, but around his neck was the powerless millennium necklace, and the earpieces he had similarly worn back in Ancient Egypt as a Pharaoh. Knowing his name was Atemu, everyone still called him Yami, even the two psychopaths, the tomb robber Bakura and the special case Marik. Occasionally Yugi would slip him his real name knowing Yami liked to be called it, other than that he was Yami.
Yami gasped as he was tackled by a ruffled tomb robber whom looked down at him and burst out laughing hysterically.
"Akefia? 'The FUCK?" Yami shouted at the insane albino.
"Shut up and let me laugh, Pharaoh," Bakura snickered ignoring the… awkward… position they were in. Yami was on his back with his legs bent and Bakura was kneeling in between his legs with his hands on either side of the former Pharaohs head.
"Get off," Yami ordered trying to stay calm like.
"Oh come on 'Temi," Bakura chuckled. "Can't we stay like this a bit longer?" he growled insinuatingly.
"No," the former Pharaoh said.
Bakura sighed and obeyed the tri-colour haired boy and stood up reaching his hand out to Yami, who took it gratefully and was pulled to his feet. Bakura smiled, for once sincerely, at his Pharaoh and leaned over to kiss Yami's cheek.
"What are you doing?" Yami question suspiciously.
"Kissing my Pharaoh?" the thief answered with fake innocents.
"In Public?"
"Is that a problem?"
"Yes."
"Humph, fine then just at home," Bakura grumbled. "Can't even kiss your Friends with benefits outside."
"Shut up and stop whining."
"But I love doing that," Bakura chuckled. He walked beside Yami down the road that eventually lead back to the games shop. "Found a significant other yet?"
"Nope, not even close. The sad part is, is that you're probably the closest thing to it," Yami admitted.
"Boy that is sad," the thief cackled, ducking a –would have been deadly- swing from the Pharaoh.
"Fuck you! It's not like you're any better off!" Yami snapped at the albino.
Bakura held up his hands in a surrendering gesture. "Whoa, calm 'Temi, be calm. I was only kidding, besides it is the same for me after all."
Yami sighed irate and proceeded walking down the road away from the tailing thief.
"I wish you'd gone to the after life sometimes."
"Sometimes?" Bakura asked curiously, watching the Pharaohs movements for response. And there it was, Yami's body stiffened slightly, his shouldered raised and there was no vocal response. "Holy Shit! HA! You have started to get attached to me!" he laughed. "And here it was you whom said if we did all that stuff we do, that we wouldn't start liking each other."
"Yes! I am quite aware of that!" Yami flushed.
The thing was between Yami and Bakura was that they were in fact, Friends with Benefits. A few weeks after they came to live of their own accord with their own bodies, Yami and Bakura had been fighting one night that had ended up with the both of them beaten up by the other. After much shouting they had ended up, some how, throwing all their frustrations and anger into sex. Yami had set only one rule; don't fall in love with each other.
"Oh Yami," Bakura scoffed shaking his head. "Dear sweet little Yami, you're so cute sometimes."
Yami blushed faintly and frowned. "Don't say such things," he said.
"Oh?" the thief raised an eyebrow. "And why not?"
Yami didn't respond and pulled out a broken piece of Pocky from the box. Bakura didn't like being ignored and stole the piece of Pocky before the former Pharaoh could eat it and crammed it in his mouth. The star haired boy glared at him.
They stood out side the games shop and faced each other.
"Your place, seven tonight." Was all Yami needed to say as they went their separate ways.
Yami stepped inside and was hugged by his Hikari; he was stunned at first before wrapping his arms around the happy boy. "Yami," Yugi smiled and looked up at his darker counter part with large eyes. "Welcome home!"
"Aibou," Yami smiled and tightened his hug for a moment before letting Yugi go. "Thank you."
Yugi smiled sweetly and followed the boy whom had once shared a body with him. "How are you Yami? Are you staying tonight?"
"I am good, Aibou, and no I will be leaving shortly," He said strolling into the backrooms that lead to the house part of the shop. "I won't be coming back tonight, I'm sorry."
Yugi pouted and folded his arms. "I don't understand what you do almost every night, Yami. You always shut down the mind link too," The small boy fumed.
"I am sorry, Hikari," Yami said ruffling the boys hair. "I will make it up to you, I promise."
"I just… I don't know," Yugi sighed and gave up. "What shall we do while you're here at least?"
Yami inhaled through his teeth in thought. "Well, we could always get a heap of food and then duel?" He suggested running a hand through his hair.
Yugi laughed, a sound of small bells ringing that made Yami smile happily, "Yami, you always know what I love."
"Of course Aibou, I was a part of you at one time," He said.
"Thank you mister blunt," Yugi rolled his eyes. "Come on," He said, grabbing his Yami's hand and pulling him with him to the kitchen.
The two spend hours duelling. Much to the Hikari's frustration he lost every single match to Yami, whom sat there with a triumphant smirk plastered on his face.
"One more round, Hikari?" He snickered.
Yugi scoffed, "Why bother, oh wise king of games. Besides don't you have to go somewhere? At least that's what you said."
"Oh Ra!" Yami yelped. "What time is it?"
Yugi looked up at the round clock on the furthest wall. "6:30pm, Why?"
"SHIT!" Yami scrambled up and rushed to gather his things. "I'll be late."
Yugi was startled by Yami and chased after him to the front entrance, finding him roughly throwing on his jacket.
"Yami?" Yugi cried out confused, he reached forward and grabbed onto the front of Yami's shirt, looking up at him with questioning eyes.
"I'm sorry, Aibou," Yami said hugging the bewildered boy and ran out the store.
Yami ran as fast as he could. He'd never been late and never intended on it, even know. He flinched as cold hard rain pelted down on his skin, which had been relevantly warm in the shop. He skidded up to an apartment block that was more like a hotel if you asked him and strode up the stairs to the apartments near the centre. He ignored the fact that he was dripping all over the floor and knocked impatiently on the door number 63.
After a minute the door flung open almost off its hinges to reveal one unimpressed white haired thief.
"You're late," Bakura said with a cold look, tapping his foot.
"I'm sorry, I lost track of time," Yami said, stepping into the room and began stripping of his soaked clothes.
"Let me guess, you were playing card games with your Hikari?" Bakura sneered knowingly. "And… you ran in the rain?"
"Yes," Yami pouted unbuckling his belt. Bakura watched in amusement as the former Pharaoh hissed at the clothes that clung to his skin tightly. He grabbed Yami's hand and pulled.
"Come on, Atemu," He purred leading the Tri-haired male to his room. It was a typical room for such a small apartment, just enough room for a double bed and cabinet, it also had a built in wardrobe. His room was different shades of blue.
Yami sighed as he was laid down on the soft material of the sheets and dragged Bakura down on top of him.
"Akefia~" He moaned out the thief's real name and leaned up to give him a chased kiss.
Bakura smile truthfully. "It's been a while since you said my name like that, Atemu."
"About a month," Yami said.
"That's too long for me."
They met with a kiss that turned from innocent to a passionate, heated battle of tongues in no time what so ever.
Yami groaned feeling eager hands trailing down his bare abdomen and grabbed the hem of Bakuras shirt, tugging it up hard. Bakura growled and tossed the blue and white striped article over to some remote area of the room and latched his mouth onto Yami's neck, licking and sucking. Yami let out a string of sounds, writhing under him.
"You're so enthusiastic today, 'Temi," Bakura whispered against the former Pharaohs neck.
"I was late," Yami said whimpering when Bakura nipped at is neck. He lift his hips up and ground them against the white haired male, Bakura let out a cry of surprise and pleasure and drove back against him.
"Still, were you that eager to see me again?" Bakura teased, his hands sliding over the chest of the male beneath him.
"S-Shut up!" Yami hissed tugging none too kindly on the hair that curtained the two. Bakura sneered and started on his pants before Yami slapped away his hands and replaced them with his own.
"Let me," He whispered fumbling with the belt and zipper.
Bakura watch amused and grinned. "Now all you have to do is make me coffee and give me head," He snickered. "Such a good wife."
"Fuck you," Yami glared and ripped down the jeans from Bakuras legs. He flipped them over much to Bakuras surprise and engulfed the albino's erection in his mouth. Bakura twitched and convulsed with a scream that the whole skyscrapers residents could hear. Yami ignored it and suck feverously, using his tongue with skill and keeping his gag reflexes under control.
"Nyn, Atem… s-stop," Bakura huffed pushing at Yami's head. "Not that…c-can't."
He spoke nonsense pushing Yami away from his stone hard member and flipped them over, seating himself between the formal Pharaohs long legs. He leaned down kissing the tri-colour haired males inner thighs and trailed his lips up, licking and nipping until he got to the inner joint of Yami's leg. He grinned and blow over Yami's manhood while lifting his legs over his shoulders and ran his tongue over the Pharaohs rim. Yami's eyes widened as he let out an uncharacteristic squeal and began kicking his feet, struggling away from the smirking thief.
"BAKURA?"
"Pay back, 'Temi," Bakura snickered, licking the hole and pushing it in. Yami's face twisted in shock and arched his back.
"Fucker," He hissed. "Don't tease!"
"As you wish, my Pharaoh," Bakura snickered, lifting himself up and kissed the Pharaohs neck. He lined himself up with Yami and slowly pushed in, even thought they'd done this so many times, Bakura couldn't help but notice that Yami stayed as tight as a virgin every time. "Ra, Atemu," Bakura moaned burying himself to the hilt.
Yami shivered and ignored the hair plastered to his forehead, whining and rocking at Bakuras member. Bakura chuckled and wiped away a tear from Yami's cheek.
"Does it still hurt?" He asked moving his hips.
"Not as much anymore," Yami breathed.
Bakura nodded and pulled out then trust back in, repeating this over and over. Bakura cried out Yami's name in the mist of panting and gasps, sweat sheeting their skin, their eyes half lidded in bliss. The white haired groaned and bit his lip speeding up his past and strength causing the other to cry out ear-splittingly.
"K-Kura…" Atemu stuttered, looking up at the other.
"I know, same," Bakura growled.
The two came with a scream that could put Godzilla to deep shame and fell limp against each other.
"Fucking hell," Bakura grinned stupidly.
Yami smiled in return and huffed exhausted. "Yeah."
Bakura snickered and pulled away to lay beside him, wrapping his arms around Yami and held him to him. "Want to do this tomorrow night?"
"Yes," Yami sighed. "But I can't, I feel I have been neglecting my Hikari and he feels the same."
"Hnn, I understand," Bakura nodded. "Ah! Have you ever thought of pairing up with him? You know get together?"
Yami chuckled and snuggled closer to the thief. "Yes we talked about it, but we see each other more as family, brothers."
Bakura grunted and closed his eyes.
"What about Ryou?" Yami asked.
"Eh?" Bakura opened his eyes in surprise. "You want to get together with my Hikari?"
Yami giggled, "No I meant you with him."
"Oh," Bakura looked into the distance in thought. "I never thought of the possibility of me and him."
"You should think about it," Yami mumbled dosing off.
Bakura whispered a 'yeah' and stared down at the sleeping pharaoh in his arms. Would it be so bad if we could stay like this? Would everyone else accept it in time? Bakura thought kissing the star haired male. No, I don't think so…