Finally, huh? ((is officially back from holiday type madness))
"What was that about, Aibou? Is there something wrong with Ryou?" Atemu asked as soon as Yugi hung up the phone. He was blushing as if someone had caught him in the act. "You said something about him holding hands with someone. Has he finally found himself a girlfriend? Or did he happen to stop by and hear us this morning?"
"Um, well, not exactly . . ." Yugi said rather evasively. Damn it, he cursed his luck, why was he always the one who ended up explaining things.
"Ok, so!" He turned to Atemu, hoping he could make it clear enough on the first try. "You're not the only one who's back, in fact, that's kind of the reason you are back. See, a few nights ago . . . no wait, oh god, it was just LAST night! Why does it feel like it's been about a week?" he interrupted his own narration to muse briefly to himself.
Atemu raised an eyebrow at Yugi's slightly flustered speech. "What do you mean I am not the only one back? I thought the Shadow Games were sealed away."
He looked at Yugi with a slightly hurt expression on his face. "Is that why you brought me back? To defeat another evil?" Maybe he shouldn't have left the afterlife then, if that's all Yugi wanted from him.
"Nonono! That's not it at all! Well, I don't think so anyways . . . But, oh just let me finish! I think the dark games still are sealed away but . . . well, there was this storm last night and a LOT of magic built up and we're not exactly sure HOW but Ryou ended up with the thief king in his living room only it's not the thief king that we defeated but one pulled out of time just BEFORE everything happened, in fact, after talking with him I'm fairly sure that he was in the process of robbing an important tomb, probably just before going to confront you and, and everything else happened . . .
"But I'm kind of getting side tracked.
"So I found a book with the portal thing and was going to use that to send him back and . . . but I got over there and couldn't concentrate, and the way they were looking at each other just reminded me so much of us when we had to say goodbye and . . .
"And I missed you so much that it started to hurt and that's when I came home and opened the portal without even thinking and . . ." Yugi's voice cracked and dropped to a whisper. "I just hope I didn't mess everything up by pulling you back . . ."
Atemu pulled Yugi into a fierce hug, rubbing his hands up and down his back. "Shh Yugi. It's fine. It doesn't matter. I don't even know why I thought that. I'm sorry. I didn't realize how hard it must've been on you, seeing Ryou and-" he cut off abruptly. He leaned back to look Yugi straight on. "Did you say that the tomb robber is back? And with Ryou? And you haven't sent him away yet?" He grabbed Yugi's hand and led him upstairs to his room. "We have to send him back now. Who knows what he could be doing to that poor boy." He said, still remembering what happened when the former spirit had hidden inside the white-haired boy's body.
"Wait! I don't think it's like that!" Yugi protested, stumbling up the stairs after Atemu.
"Why would you say that? He tried to kill us in my memories."
Yugi smacked the palm of his free hand to his forehead and mentally braced himself. There just wasn't an easy way to explain this one.
"I think they're sleeping together." He blurted out.
"..." Atemu stopped what he was doing and turned slowly to look at his little one. The expression on his face one of horror and slight fascination, as if he couldn't believe the tomb robber was capable of something like that. "They're what?"
"Part of the reason I left this morning was because of just how intently they were staring at each other and, well, with what Ryou just alluded to on the phone and, um, what I just, well, unintentionally overheard . . ." He flushed brightly again and paused. "Just remember that this is a pre-memory game and pre-Zorc tomb robber! . . . though not pre-revenge tomb robber as he did almost get me with that dagger when he thought I was you. . ." He added thoughtfully then immediately regretted saying it out loud.
"WHAT? He threw a dagger at you?! That's it! I'm going over there and stabbing HIM with a dagger. No one tries to kill you and gets away with it!"
Once again Atemu grabbed Yugi's hand and dragged him down the stairs and out the game shop door. He was going to have a serious talk with that tomb robber. Well, not so much a talk as he was going to kill him.
"Gah! Wait, that's a bad, bad idea! We managed to convince him that I was a friend but he will definitely try to kill you if you go over there!"
"Well what are we supposed to do then? We can't just leave him to run around modern day Japan. Who knows the kind of trouble he could get into."
"I don't know! I need to talk to Ryou and I'm sure we'll be able to work something out but we can't have either of you killing the other before then!" He yanked his hand from Atemu's and stopped to stare him down, hands on hips.
Atemu tried but he could never win when Yugi got like this. Besides, his light just looked too cute when he was mad.
He looked away and finally conceded. "Alright. We won't go over there now. We'll put that off until after you talk to Ryou. I just don't want to see you or anyone else you care about get hurt. Ryou is one of your friends and it makes me uneasy thinking about the things that could happen to the boy."
Yugi couldn't help himself.
He bit his lip to stop from laughing.
"Right. Stop there. I don't particularly want to think about what could be happening to him. You did not hear that phone conversation."
Atemu stared at him blankly for a minute before comprehending what he meant. He drew back as if he had been burned and his face turned an unhealthy pale color for his tan skin. "They...on the phone? Wait - no, I don't want to know. Let's just go back inside and find something more pleasant to think about."
He knew the tomb robber always took what he wanted whenever he had the chance but couldn't he wait until Ryou was off the phone? He felt immensely bad that Yugi had to hear something like that and shuddered when a particularly unwanted image tried to creep into his mind
Yugi did laugh openly then, finding Atemu's discomfort highly amusing and caught his dark's hand in his own as they walked back toward the house.
Once inside, Atemu stood still, not letting go of Yugi's hand. "Yugi, how long have I been...gone?" he asked quietly staring at their interlaced fingers.
Yugi looked at him sympathetically, turning to face him. "About two years."
His breath caught in his throat. "And everyone...how are they doing?"
"Well, Anzu managed to get a dance scholarship to study in America like she planned, Honda's a mechanic and trying to save up enough to open his own shop, specializing in motorcycles. Jou started saving up money like crazy too as soon as he graduated and left about five months ago to go find Mai. I don't know if he's found her yet but I get postcards with updates every once in a while."
"...Everyone has changed so much. I've missed out on a lot. Do you think they'll hate me for leaving or will they hate me for coming back?"
"Of course not! Why would they? They'll all be happy to see you again," he stepped closer to Atemu and took hold of his other hand as well. "Maybe not as much as I am, but we all missed you when you left."
He grasped Yugi's hand tightly, staring deeply into his eyes. "What if they're upset with me for all the pain I caused by leaving? And now that everything is getting back to normal for you, they might not want to go back to the way it was two years ago. I don't want you to be caught in the middle of a fight, Yugi. I don't want you to get hurt. I love you too much to let that happen."
Yugi smiled and shook his head. "You worry too much. You did what you had to, we all understood that and now that you're back, well, it'll just be the return of an old friend. Your coming back could never hurt me, in fact, it makes a lot of things better."
Atemu enveloped Yugi in a tight hug, almost like he was holding on in desperation. In a way he was: without him he could never be happy but if he ever hurt the boy the guilt would kill him.
"You are too good for me, you know that?" he whispered in his ear.
Yugi laughed lightly and snuggled into the embrace. "I know. It's hard being this perfect." He said in as deadpan a tone as he could manage. He probably should have said something serious, something more in tune with Atemu's solemn intensity, but he just felt too GOOD. His pharaoh was back and they were closer than ever and everything just felt so much brighter than yesterday.
And he was happy again.
Atemu snorted into his hair. "Is that so? Well then maybe you should teach me a few things. A perfect Pharaoh's main concern is to make his people happy." Atemu pulled back to look him in the face with a mock serious stare. "Is there anything you can teach me?" He leaned down and nipped lightly at his bottom lip. "Anything at all?"
"Maaaaybe," Yugi purred against Atemu's lips, taking the top one between his own, sucking on it lightly, then tracing it with his tongue before pulling back to speak again. "Perhaps you should show me what you know first and I'll fill in any gaps in your knowledge that I find."
Atemu dropped tiny kisses along his jaw, stopping when he came to his ear. "Oh, there are quite a few things I can show you, Aibou. Do you have the time to learn them all?"
Did he have time? Yugi bit back a moan as the hot breath and silky tone caressed his ear. He'd make time!
"I insist that you show me every last one." He managed to keep his voice even, though it was shaded with desire. His hands trailed down Atemu's back to find the edge of his shirt and then found their way under his shirt. And it was too bad because it was such a good looking shirt. But now it had to come off.
Atemu chuckled as Yugi began removing the clothing item. "Maybe we should take this to another room? I'm sure if we were to have our lesson right here, we would gather more attention than you or I would want," he said gesturing to the display windows the people walking by outside.
Yugi turned bright red and quickly turned to look out the very large, very open windows and make sure no one that he knew was loitering around. Thankfully the streets were empty.
"And three times in one day? Tsk, tsk, Aibou," he teased. "The first thing I shall have to teach you is patience and the art of foreplay."
He gently removed Yugi's hands from his shirt, gave a little wink, and sauntered seductively through the game shop and into the house.
Yugi gaped at his retreating back.
Patience and foreplay? Who was seducing who out there!
He made sure the door was closed and locked this time before following his dark into the living area.
Atemu wanted patience? He'd show him patience.
Now where had his yami's hot ass wondered off to anyways?
When Yugi didn't immediately follow him into the house, Atemu realized his mistake.
He probably should not have done that.
Nope, he should not have done that.
Yugi would treat this as a game and try to turn it around on him. He knew as well as the next person (even better actually) that Yugi won every game he put his mind to. And he would definitely put his mind to this one. Well, he would just have to think of a way to get Yugi to crack first.
In the meantime, though, the foreplay would make it interesting...
He wandered into the living room and settled down on the couch. 'Nothing to do now but watch T.V. or read, I guess,' he mused. Oh yeah, the power. 'Well maybe a walk will help. I haven't seen Domino in a while; I could see if I remember where everything is.'
Yugi took his time and made sure all the doors were shut and locked before entering the house area.
Hmmm . . . Now how was the challenge best met? Yugi noticed Atemu's hair just poking over the back of the sofa. Ah. Ignore tactics. Perfect.
Though for that to work, he'd have to be seen.
Yugi detoured to the kitchen, grabbing a popsicle before wandering into the living room, as casually as possible, and right in front of the entertainment center where one of his books was, fortunately, sitting on top of it. In a place where he had to stretch if he was going to retrieve it.
Atemu looked as Yugi entered the room, noticing him and the snack in his mouth. So he was going to use food to seduce him. Interesting...
"So what did you want to do on your first day back then, if not hot, mindless, animalistic sex?" He asked almost flippantly, as if it were of no matter to him, while putting his figure on full display, reaching up to get a book he didn't really intend to read.
Atemu's eyes wandered lazily over the boy's body as he stretched. He was reminded of earlier that day, stretching, arching, moaning-
Yugi shifted his hips just a tad to the side once he realized Atemu was watching.
Atemu cut off his thoughts right there and focused on the questioned directed to him. "Well, I was thinking about going on a walk around town. See how much has changed." He shrugged "Would you like to join me?"
He decided to throw in a little seduction of his own. Getting up from his seat on the couch, he walked slowly over, swaying his own hips ever so subtlety and Yugi did his best not to stare.
He leaned into his aibou and turned the book towards him so he could see it. "Or would you like to stay in and read?"
He gave his trademark smirk and stared intently into his eyes, making sure their legs were brushing together.
Yugi was suddenly very thankful for the cold popsicle though he was sure the heat coming from Atemu was going to melt it. He put it in his mouth and toyed with it absently, giving Atemu a wide eyed, innocent look and set the book aside for later. "No, walking sounds like fun. I can always read later."
Stupid popsicle. It made him look completely fuckable when he sucked on it like that, reminding him of other things he could be sucking on...No! bad thoughts! He would just have to think of some way to counter Yugi's move. That's when he noticed the popsicle was melting. He lifted Yugi's hand and slowly, carefully licked the sweet, sticky trails off of it. "Mmm...orange. Good choice, Aibou. That's my favorite flavor."
Yugi's thoughts heated up as he tried desperately not to focus on the tongue making its way up each of his fingers and Atemu was also momentarily thankful for the cold popsicle as Yugi's hand was warm and just licking it had-
Both boys suddenly remembered the challenge.
"You want one then? I'll go get you one." Yugi said quickly and ducked under Atemu's arm, retreating to the kitchen to regroup while Atemu turned his attention to the nearest distraction he could find, the book Yugi had been reaching for.
He snorted. The boy probably hadn't even noticed he'd grabbed one of his old high school textbooks.
In the kitchen, Yugi leaned against the wall and let out a breath of relief. He then tossed the remainder of the popsicle in the trash. It had affected Atemu and that was good, but it had also given his other too much to work with. And that was bad!
He was determined to win this game so it was time for a new strategy.
Ew. His hand was still sticky with popsicle and . . . he decided not to follow that train of thought any further. He was going to win this thing, dang it!
What had Atemu been suggesting before the conversation had heated up? Oh yeah! Walking! Walking sounded like a VERY good idea and it would give him time to think.
He cleaned off the sugary melted popsicle and poked his head back into the living room. "So let's go!" He said cheerfully as if nothing at all had happened.
Atemu looked up at Yugi's face in the doorway and closed the book. Walking over, he grabbed Yugi's hand and lead him out the door. "Should we walk over to the park or would you prefer somewhere else?" He let go of the hand he was holding and, instead, slipped and arm around his aibou's waist. Game or no game, he still wanted to be close to Yugi and he was sure the boy wouldn't mind. He could tease him better like this.
Yugi let out a small sigh and leaned into Atemu's side, forgetting the game briefly. But only briefly. He put an arm around Atemu as well and slipped his hand into his other's back pocket, giving him a light grope. "The park is fine. Or we could just walk around and explore the city. There are plenty of new shops and such that have popped up in the last couple of years."
"Oh, so are there any new game shops giving Grandpa competition?" He had not missed the grope and decided to retaliate with something of his own. Slipping his fingers under Yugi's shirt, he lightly let his hands wander up, down, and along the line of his pants.
Mmm, that was yummy. Too bad they were involved in a war of sorts or he'd suggest they turn right back around and . . . yeah. Self control Yugi. That's what this whole 'lesson' was about. One that he was supposed to be making sure Atemu regretted. "A few have tried though Grandpa's shop has me," he grinned flirtily, "and people tend to remember that I was famous for something even if they don't remember for what." He gave Atemu's ass a light pinch and moved his hand up, also under his dark's shirt to rest lightly on the skin of his side, just above the hip.
Atemu closed his eyes and smirked, enjoying the feeling of hands playing across his skin. "Are you sure that's the only reason they come back? You can be an awful big flirt, Aibou. and your face is too pretty to quickly forget." His fingers dipped into Yugi's pants by his hip. He leaned in to whisper in his ear. "I should know; it's the one I fell in love with."
He gave him a small peck on the cheek before straightening up and looking around.
Yugi flushed brightly and leaned into Atemu's side, resting his head against his dark's shoulder. "I love you, too, Yami. I don't know how I made it so long without you."
"Don't worry. You'll never have to be without me again." He gave his hip a light squeeze and pulled him closer to his side. His little one was too appealing when he was blushing. He'd have to make that happen more often.
Yugi turned his face into Atemu's shoulder, nuzzling it affectionately and was content to walk in silence for a while.
At least, until he looked around and realized that there were a good number of people watching them.
"Um, Yami . . . There are people staring at us." He whispered, slightly befuddled by the phenomena.
"Well I would expect so since I do have my hand down your pants and yours is under my shirt," he said with his smirk. "And you even said people remember you for being famous. They're probably confused why there are two of you. Or they might think we're incestuous brothers." He stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and faced Yugi. "Since we have an audience, why don't we give them something to stare at? Hm?"
With that, he leaned down and captured Yugi's lips in a kiss so deep he thought he might drown. He didn't know if he was breaking the rules of the game; all he knew was that it was a turn-on and fun.
Yugi turned bright red at the suggestion and opened his mouth to protest, only to find it suddenly occupied and he was falling into his other. The kiss was so deep and so wonderful and so much pure bliss that he was sure their souls were touching. He heard a couple gasps and what might have been a sigh from the onlookers and felt his face heating up again but it didn't stop him from twining his fingers through the hair at the back of Atemu's head and leaning into him, willing the kiss to go on forever.
All too soon, Atemu forced himself to end it and pull away. He loved kissing Yugi, he did, and he would spend every second kissing him if he could but if he hadn't ended the kiss right there, he would have pushed him up against the wall and taken him right there on the street. People be damned! When Yugi kissed like that, he was putty in his hands.
He grinned down at the flush heating the boy's cheeks and snaked his arm back it's original position. "Now where should we go to first?"" he said with all the mock innocence he could muster.
Yugi stared up at him for a moment, flushed, eyes half lidded and completely disoriented by the kiss. "Hmm?"
He smirked at the expression on his light's face. He hadn't expected that kind of reaction and he repeated the question. "Where should we go first?"
"Oh right! Where should we go." What, besides straight home so he could get more of that? Yugi fought to clear his muddled thinking. "Um . . ." Cold. Something cold would be good right now. Something very, very cold. "Ice cream?"
"Perfect. There's an ice cream parlor across the street over there." Ooh, a place with booths? Teasing his aibou there would be so much fun. Especially if they got a booth someplace slightly private in the back. "Is that a new one? I don't remember one there last time." He began to lead Yugi across the street, eager to continue their game of seduction.
"Uh, yeah, they opened just after we finished school. Jou worked there for a little while." He chattered aimlessly as he let himself be led by the hand, trying to get his thoughts under control and make that damned blush to go away.
Yugi looked at the place for the first time. Oh dear. Booths. No, he could still turn this to his advantage! He was still the master of games and he'd prove that meant all games! But damn, that kiss . . .
Atemu's smirk got wider when they entered and he spotted a hidden table in the far corner.
Perfect.
Privacy.
Privacy that would allow him to do anything he wanted to Yugi. Well, he would save the more interesting parts for when they were back at home. But for now, this would do nicely.
Yugi watched his dark.
The booth.
The smirk.
He was about to get molested, wasn't he? Still, the idea wasn't at all unappealing.
Wait. If Atemu couldn't keep his hands to himself, did that mean he won? Honestly he wasn't even sure what game they were playing anymore.
Not that he didn't want to continue and see where it went. . .
He might have even smirked a bit himself as they ordered. Thatwould explain the funny looks they were getting from the woman behind the counter.
"Yugi, if you keep looking at me like that, they will keep an extra close watch on us to make sure we aren't doing anything...naughty back here." He raised an eyebrow. He must be rubbing off on the boy because that smirk was eerily close to a perfect match of his.
Yugi just continued to smirk and took a seat first, setting his elbows on the table and his chin in his hands and practically daring Atemu to enter his personal space.
Atemu slid in across from him with his elbows on the table and his chin in his hands. He positioned he legs so that Yugi's were within easy access of his with just a simple adjustment.
Oh, this was going to be so much fun.
Footnotes of DOOM!
Fantasy.Maker: Kaiba: ...What the hell are you doing here? I thought you died. Even though I never believed you existed in the first place.
Jenivi7: bwahahahahaha! "Man, I thought we were done with the schitzophrenic magic shit."
Jenivi7: Mokuba reminds him that it's not schitzophrenia, it's multiple personality disorder. "That too."
Fantasy.Maker: Yugi tells them he thought it was schitzophrenia at first but when he started seeing Atemu, he knew he was sane. Relatively
Jenivi7: hahahahahahaha
