Just a short, little birthday gift for my wonderful friend, fellow author, and the one who Beta'd my story, Desert Storm!
Happy birthday, DarkSadist! Here's your Mobiumshipping fluff! :D
Title: Always
Pairing: Mobiumshipping (Atemu/Yami/Yuugi)
Rating: K+
Genre: Humor, Hurt/Comfort, Romance
Full Summary: Yuugi has an unfortunate run-in with some bullies. His lovers, Atemu and Yami, are there to console him.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh, nor ANY characters in this story, unless noted otherwise. I DO, however, own the plot of it. The Yu-Gi-Oh manga and anime belong to Kazuki Takahashi-san.
Please do not plagiarize, copy, repost, nor recreate my hard work in any way.
Or you will be sent to the Shadow Realm.
His pulse thrummed. His head spun. His breath came in ragged, uncontrolled gasps. Yuugi peeked around his shelter- a tree within Domino City Park- and felt the air in his throat hitch painfully. He spun back behind his earth-grown shield, back slamming deftly into the rough bark, making the boy flinch.
It was rather pathetic, really. A sophomore in high school, and he was still running away from bullies. But, then again, this group wasn't your average collection of thugs that went around stealing kids' lunch money. In fact, he had seem the ringleader, Ushio, pull a knife on someone before. Yuugi couldn't keep count of how many time they had sent his butt home covered in lacerations, or to the hospital, even. And this time, something had crawled so far up Ushio's ass that it ent his chasing after Yuugi with murderous vengeance, rather than just leaving him be as he fled.
"Mutou!" the behemoth brute roared, "I know you're here! Come out, you little faggot!"
Yuugi help his breath, fear spiking to an all-time high. As much as he hated falling back on them for help... The Game King closed his eyes tightly as heavy steps approached, and forced his pride away.
Yami! Atem! he shouted frantically into the telepathic link he shared with his two boyfriends. A reply was instantaneous.
Aibou? What's wrong?he heard Yami demand at once, obviously feeling his lover's fear.
Are you hurt, Ari?Atemu's mental response sounded moments after.
He sent them a quick vision of Ushio and his two cronies chasing him, feeling the combined anger of his two lovers rise at the brief explanation. I'm at the edge of the park. Please, hurry up! I-I'm really sorry for-! Yuugi's concentration was cut out as he felt heard a snigger of "Found you!"
He leapt back, blindly striking out. A fist met a sturdy jaw, and one of the bullies howled in anger and pain. Before he could escape, a throbbing pressure met his gut.
It sent him to the ground with a grunt, hands instinctively going to cover his head, while his legs curled up to protect vital points in his lower abdomen. There was absolutely no reason or rhyme to this attack, just Ushio wanting to knock someone senseless. Which was what he was doing. Time blurred as a three-to-one beating sent Yuugi's head- along with all rational thought to fight back- under a suffocating blanket of agony.
We're almost there, Aibou! Yami called, voice tight, enraged, and almost panicky-sounding, Just hold on!
He merely whimpered as a response. A foot met his spine.
Then, in an unexpected flash, it was gone. The fists and feet and hits vanished. Most unfortunately, however, the pain did not. There was the sounds of a brawl in the background, but the crippling agony racing along his body was too great for Yuugi to force himself to move. An unknown amount of time later, sounds of fighting and angry yells faded into rapidly retreating footsteps. Next, arms gingerly snaked under his shoulder, and positioned his body into a somewhat-upright position. The pale teen winced, but dared to squint open tearful eyes.
Against a background of darkening skies and foliage leaves, were two, nearly-identical faces peering down at him. One was richly tanned. The other, almost delicately pale. Both, however, shared the same sharp facial definitions, narrowed eyes that burned fiery scarlet, mounds of untamed, tri-color hair, and lips set into thin frowns of concern and reminiscent anger. Yuugi blinked, sucking in a quick breath as feather-light digits brushed a string of moisture from his bruising cheek. His hands moved up to catch that of Atemu's before it could pull away. No words were needed as his Egyptian lover gingerly helped him onto Yami's back, before the quickly departed for their home.
Yuugi loosely wrapped his arms over his Darkness' shoulders after a moment, allowing himself to relax into the warmth that seeped through Yami's clothes. Though his new wounds hurt badly, the sensation was dulled out by the quilt of security that enveloped him. He exhaled softly, eyes lidded.
Aibou?Yami murmured to him as their apartment came into view, How are you feeling...?
Sore... the smaller admitted with a tiny sigh.
Atemu reached out a hand, and carefully rubbed their little love's shoulder, before unlocking the door, and leading the way inside. The three teenagers had moved out of their former residence in the Kame Game Shop after Yuugi's grandfather, Sugoroku Mutou, passed away last year. They still owned the building, but it was now for one-hundred-percent shop-use, as the trio had decided they would prefer to have their home and work lives as separate as possible.
A lamp in the sitting rom was flicked on, and Yami bent down, so Yuugi could slowly slide from his back as Atem went to the bathroom to fetch a First-Aid kit. The young man grunted softly with pain, and limped over to the couch, before slumping down into it.
I'm sorry we couldn't have been there sooner, Love, Yami murmured into his mind as he helped moved the younger's jacket.
I'm sorry I had to bother you again with my problems. I should be able to stick up for myself, by now!
"It was a three-against-one fight, Ari," Atem spoke up as he re-entered the room, First-Aid kit in-hand. "I'd hardly call that 'fair'. I'm sure even Jounouchi-kun would have needed help in that sort of situation!"
Yuugi sulked a little bit, pouting adorably, while slipping an arm through its designated sleeve in an attempt to remove his shirt. "Still," he insisted obstinately, "I shouldn't always have to call on other for help. I... feel like a burden." He blushed hotly as Yami stole his full lips in a quick, loving kiss.
"Never," he grunted simply, unable to resist a cheeky smirk at the blush that now painted the cheeks of his and Atemu's partner. It left, however, as the small sheepishly stripped himself of his T-shirt. The duelist flinched slightly as renewed anger burned inside the blood-red orbs of his two loves.
Yuugi's chest and stomach were littered with painful blue-black blemishes, as well as several small scratches that trickled small amounts of blood. As Atem began to quickly treat them with antibacterial cream and soft gauze plastered, he was unable to keep from wincing at the intense stinging and throbbing. Sensing his discomfort through the mind link, Yami grinned from behind Yuugi, before seeking out a small bit of discoloration over the smaller teen's neck junction. He leaned forward, arms wrapping over his Light's waist, before planting a small kiss to the injured flesh. He heard their Little One giggle softly, and Atemu smirked over to his look-alike lover.
Yami gave a deep, rolling chuckle, brushing his lips over Yuugi's neck a second time. This time, however, his tongue darted out to briefly taste at the soft, warm skin. He heard Yuugi give a tiny, mewling 'eep!' at the sensation, and leaned forward to attach his mouth over the small bruise, suckling on the spot suggestively.
Both men felt their tenshi stiffen as Atemu soon joined, giving a mark over his collarbone similar treatment. Atem drew his tongue up, over Yuugi's neck, to nibble at his earlobe seductively. "Nng..." the Hikari mewled, biting his lip. "Yami... A-Atem..." Said men smirked against Yuugi's skin. Come on, you two bakas... I have enough bruises, as is. I don't need you two turning them into hickies! Let alone give me more of them!
But Aibou~! Yami mentally complained, borderline whining- something so out-of-character, that it made Yuugi chuckle with amusement. It did not, however, waver their Light's resolve.
Not that I don't appreciate the gesture, but I'm going to be sore enough tomorrow. So no. For tonight, at least.
With disappointed, somewhat over-exaggerated huffs, the two look-alikes pulled away, and slumped back onto the couch. Satisfied, Yuugi pulled on his jacket, before leaning back up to Yami. "Perverted bakas..." he mumbled affectionately, eyes drooping with fatigue. A miniscule smile was on his face. He felt Atem lean up against his other side, arms looping comfortably over the bodies of his two lovers. A chaste kiss was placed to each of Yuugi's temples, making his blush softly.
"Arigato," he yawned quietly, "For taking care of me." He two boyfriends smiled, before replying in a perfectly synced chorus:
"Always, Yuugi. Always."
Yay! My first-ever Mobium-centric fic! I hope you like it, Darky! :)
Happy birthday!
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