Everyone except for Jack, Malik, Bakura, and Yuugi had left the nightclub. It was around 5:30 am.

Yuugi hopped up onto the bar, and stretched. He unbuckled his boots, and pulled them off. He ran his fingers through his hair.

Jack walked over to where Yuugi was sitting, leaned on the bar, and smiled. "The hat suites you. Keep it." He winked. "Never know when you'll need it again."

Yuugi giggled as he looked over to Jack, and twirled the hat in his fingers. "Thank You." He leaned over, and kissed the man on the cheek. Bakura and Malik walked over to the two. "I'm sure this hat would look a lot sexier if I turned it into an act instead of just a head piece." He walked his fingers over Jack's legs, stopping just near the thigh. Giggling again, he turned to face Bakura and Malik, he smirked, and kissed the two softly on the lips.

"Tiger, you could make a Persian Rug look sexy." Malik winked. "All set Jack, you're are free to go. See you Friday."

"You three have a good week." Jack winked at the three, and left. Bakura locked the door, turned to face them, just in time to see Yuugi sliding snake like off the bar.

"You boys want a privant show?" Yuugi grinned; taking steps back wards he ran his hand over his erection. His eyes narrowed, and he tossed his head back in a provocative manor. A moan rolled off his lips. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Sliding his hands onto his hips, pushing them down just enough to where as he walked they slid down his body. He turned with a flick of the hip, and pranced up the catwalk. Bakura and Malik followed Yuugi, and sat on the edge of the stage. Licking their lips.

Yuugi sauntered up to the poll; he embraced it wrapping his right leg around it. His left pushing him up onto the poll, he then slid down it in a spiral motion. His tongue darted out, giving the illusion of licking the poll. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, as he arched his back. He took a heavy breath, putting both feet on the ground, on his tiptoes. He turned himself forward, the poll against his back, his arms stretched upwards. He looked bound to the poll, slowly he slid down, till on his knees. He used his hands to push his legs apart seductively. He extended his right foot. He kicked it back in wrapping it on the poll he spun around the base. Catching himself, his stomach once again pressed to the poll. His back arched, and he another moan rolled off his lips. Using his right leg he pushed himself up the poll, wrapping his left around the poll. His back arched, and his hips thrust forward. His body trembled, it was all he could do not to give in and just take the poll as his. Breathing heavily, he spun back down. He ended with the poll between his legs, but facing them. He 'hugged' it as he sat there, spread eagle. His lips darted out, again giving the illusion of licking the pole. He looked innocently at them, and untangled himself from the pole.

Bakura and Malik in a trance over his 'show' took a heavy breath. On all fours, Yuugi crawled cat like over to the two, and licked each of their lips. They blinked a couple times, letting out an unknown breath. "Was I that good, or that bad…" He mused for a moment, only one way to find out. He sat in a kneeling position, and leaned forward. Yuugi's right hand trailed up Marik's left leg, while his left hand trailed up Bakura's right leg. Pausing at the inner thigh he started again, putting more pressure into the trail. Till at last his hand ran over their erections, this earned him a moan from his lovers.

Malik took a deep breath. "Fuck." He leaned forward, forcing his lips onto Yuugi's pulling them into a passionate kiss.

Yuugi was teasingly tracing the outline of their clothed erect as he working zippers and pants. He slowly broke the kiss Malik had started. "I'll take it then that I was that good." He licked his lips, and then pressed them against Bakura's pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Malik smirked. "Damn straight you're that good. You could make double the money you do if you removed your pants." He then leaned forward, and nipped on Bakura's ear.

Bakura panted heavily, breaking the kiss as he moaned. Yuugi smirked, and leaned back using his hands for support. "Number 1, you won't ever catch me in a thong." He paused. "Or any underwear for that mater. Number 2." He paused long enough for a mischievous grin to grace his face. "If I did it nude for everyone, then it wouldn't be special when I do it you." He giggled innocently. "Besides, leaving my pants on leads their minds further into temptation. That way they HAVE to go home and fuck something be it somebody or something."

Malik stopped his attack on Bakura's ear the three of them began to laugh. "You're twisted."

Bakura leaned forward, and took Yuugi's erection into his hand. "I forget did you come to us corrupt, or did we corrupt you?" It was more of a sarcastic joke than a question.

Yuugi's hips thrust up, his back arched, and a moan rolled off of his lips. "I came to you corrupted. Remember I've been dancing since I was 20." He whimpered.

"The Pharaoh became a stuck up pretty boy." Malik leaned forward, and darted his tongue over the shell of Yuugi's ear. Speaking just load enough for the three of them to hear. "While you became a sly, corrupt, and damn sexy young man." Malik watched Yuugi writhe under Bakura's hand.

"You forgot lucky. I've got two equally sly, corrupt, and damn sexy young men as my lovers." Yuugi smirked. "Now, as much as I'm sure we are enjoying the flattery…" He whimpered, his hips thrusting up. The friction from Bakura's hips, and Malik's licks on his ear was electrifying. "Can we shut up, and fuck?" He licked his lips, and then lowered his head between Malik's legs. Bakura shifted around to the backside of Yuugi.

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8 am, an hour later than normal Yuugi walked through the door of the Game Shop. He was in his tight well-worn denim jeans, and a white button up top. Had it not been for the need to pack another pack full he would of called and returned home tomorrow. But, today was Tuesday, and he knew Yami would be at the office. Sugoroku was sitting behind the counter; he put the paper down smiling at his grandson. "Morning."

Yuugi leaned on the railing of the stairs, his hair still damp from a shower. "Morning Grandpa." He smiled.

"A bit of a warning before you go upstairs." Sugoroku's face tinged red, and found the paper very interesting. "Seto and Jou are with him. They arrived here at around 5:30 this morning. A bit drunk, and apparently up for a good time… They called the office, and said they weren't coming in." He cleared his throat. "Just thought you'd like to know."

Yuugi ran a hand through his hair and laughed inwardly. That is what happens when you're at a strip club till 5 in the morning. Mayhap they will learn not to stick their noses where they don't belong. He cringed. I just hope it wasn't me they were lusting after… He went straight faced. Maybe I should have called, and not come home. Now I won't be able to pack in piece. He sighed and at last after a pause he nodded.

Yuugi's foot was on the stair, when Sugoroku broke the silence. "I may do a lot of pretending in making you think that I'm an old clueless fool." He paused, and took a deep breath. "But, I'm not you know." He tore his eyes from the paper, and looked at Yuugi. Their eyes met. "Perhaps, it is Yami you hide from. I trust you'll tell me when he's gone." He sighed, it hurt that his grandson had become more and more distant as Yami became more and more protective.

Yuugi blinked a couple times, and looked up the stairs. Then he returned to look at Sugoroku. "Sleeping?" When he nodded his head, Yuugi walked over to the counter, he sat his pack down, and then sat himself on the stool. He yawned, and stretched. "I work Friday – Monday from 5 pm to 5 am. I've been dancing since I was 20, and for this particular club for a year." He smiled. "I've got two boyfriends…" He let out a deep breath that he didn't realize he was holding. It felt good to have an honest talk with his grandpa.

Sugoroku smiled to his grandson. "Dancing isn't a sin, nor is having two boyfriends." He laughed. "If it was then Yami would have been damned by now."

Yuugi looked at his grandpa in the eye. "My dancing is a sin. I dance for men. I dance for pleasure. I work at the night club my boyfriends own." He braced himself for what he thought would be yelling, but instead it was silence he got. "I keep my pants on. And, you're the one who wanted to know." He added hoping that it would break the silence, and hopefully save his grandpa from having a heart attack.

Sugoroku opened his mouth trying to find some words, but he choked. Okay, it wasn't exactly what he was expecting to hear. "Whom are these boys?" He finally managed. Did he really want to know? Then again, what could be worse than what he had just heard?

"Bakura and Malik." Yuugi didn't remove his gaze. He was proud of his lovers. Lets go ahead and hit him with the rest of the news. "I'll be moving out in a month. Probably, sooner now that you know." He took a heavy breath. "I've been wanting to tell you since forever, but Yami. So I was going to wait another two weeks till Yami moved out to tell you.

The ship was past a fixable leak; it had sunk. Sugoroku forced a smile on his face. "Talk about a bomb." He laugh, Yuugi laugh. They needed to lighten up. "Yami, is Yami… I understand why you are so secretive. I'm not going to tell him anything." He paused, and went straight faced. "I'm not going to say that I'm okay with this either. But it is your life."

Yuugi sighed, and picked up his bag. "Not fine with what? My job, my lovers, or that I'm moving out." This was the reason he wanted to ease the news onto his grandfather.

Sugoroku smiled at his grandson. "Bring them by sometime. It would be nice to know the men that are my grandson's lovers and employers." He walked around the counter, and hugged his grandson. "I don't disapprove you or your choices just the fact that I'm not included."

Yuugi hugged his grandfather tight. "Just don't show up at my place of employment." He laughed. "I've already had to dance in front of those three." He stepped back, and hissed. "That is where they were for 6 hours of last night."

Sugoroku's cheeks stained red. "I wouldn't dream of showing up at your place of employment." He laughed. "They didn't recognize you did they?" He gave a curious grin that said well come on spill.

Yuugi shook his head inwardly relieved he was not skating on thin ice with his grandfather. He indulged as much detail as possible. They were both laughing. "So how about I bring them by tomorrow?" Yuugi smiled. "Yami will be at the office."

"Sounds great!" Sugoroku grinned. "Just tell them not to cause to much chaos… Now, you get on up stairs and get some sleep." He winked, and then shooed Yuugi.

Yuugi walked to the door. Going upstairs would prove to be a nightmare, and not an option. "I think I'll just come back tomorrow when Yami isn't home." He grinned. "Around lunch, be prepared."

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Yuugi entered their home with soft steps, and made his way to the kitchen. He prolonged sleep to the point he wasn't tired. His stomach was screaming at him, looking at the clock (9 am). Bakura and Malik had been asleep since 7:30 am, and he hoped not to wake them. He undressed, folded his clothes, and took an apron from the wall. He pulled out pancake mix, chocolate chips, bacon, and eggs.

Bakura and Malik clad in skin trudged into the kitchen, growling. Their streagth would be enough to take care of a burglar. Interesting point is what burglar uses a persons kitchen to cook a meal. They stretched, and opened their eyes. "Yuugi." In unison, and then they smiled.

"Nice out fit." Bakura grinned, and traced a finger over his bare skin. "What brings you to our kitchen at." He paused long enough to look at the clock. "9:30?"

Yuugi shivered at Bakura's touch. "Yami brought guests over to grandpa's, and they called into work. No way I'm dealing with the trio." He sighed, and put everything into dishes.

"You seem troubled." Malik lent Yuugi a hand, helping him put the dishes onto the table. Bakura got plates, and forks.

Yuugi looked at the two of them and smiled. "Not unless me moving in, in two weeks instead of a month is an issue." They sat down at the table. Taking what they wanted and passing he dishes.

"We'd have you tomorrow, and you know it." Malik smiled with a mouth full of bacon. "But, what brought this on?"

"Me and Grandpa had a quality talk. Surprisingly he doesn't disapprove of you two or my job. He just disapproves that I haven't included him. So, he wants you two to come by for frequent visits."

Bakura choked on the eggs. "He's inviting us for lunch?"

Malik swallowed hard, forcing himself to swallow the bacon. "Yami?"

"He's clueless. And Grandpa is going to keep him that way. Says it is my business." Yuugi sighed and swallowed his bite of pancake. "You two act like lunch is a bad thing."

Bakura laughed. "Not that. Your spunk is showing through again." He leaned over and kissed Yuugi on he forehead.

After they finished eating it was a group effort to clean the kitchen. Yuugi was leaning over the sink washing the dishes. While Bakura and Malik cleaned the table, and put up the food. Sleep was taking over Yuugi's body, he yawned, and stretched. Soapy water trickled down his arms. Malik moved in behind him. "Careful now, you're in nothing but an apron." Malik grabbed his right ass cheek, and Bakura snuck up behind them both and grabbed Yuugi's left ass cheek.

Yuugi yipped, and jumped. Shaking his hands free of soap, he spun around quickly. He glared, in a provocative fashion. "Alright already… Point taken." He pushed one wet hand into Bakura's chest, and other wet hand into Malik's chest. Forcing them into the chairs behind them. "But, you two need to remember…" He smirked. "That I've got more on than the two of you put together. And, that is saying something since I'm only in an apron."