A/N: Sorry I'm late guys. We've had some issues crop up in the last few days so I've been quite focused on that. Updates may be slowed but nonetheless are being written :D I want to thank you guys for your amazing support and patience and I do hope this chapter makes up for the delay and future delays :D
Yugi'S pov
I wake up feeling loose and refreshed, warm and comforted. My muscles have never felt more relaxed and this pillow… my bed sheets ah… I've missed my bed. Stretching out I realise now why I feel so warm and comforted though. I feel a weight on me and silky smooth skin slide down my legs as I move. In an instant I remember everything.
It's still dark outside. Not even the sky has begun to lighten and the stars are bright. Snow has started to frame my window but I don't think it's falling anymore. I look over to the clock on my desk and see it reading 2:14. It's so early but I feel so wide awake… especially with his legs entwined with mine and his hand heavily draped over my waist.
I can't believe we did it. We actually did it. I'm not a virgin anymore. Who'd have thunk, of all my friends I'd be the one to lose my virginity first. And it felt so good. Hurt at first but oh my god … just thinking about it, remembering how it felt is making me excited again. I should let him sleep though… but… my hand is kind of right there, right by his thigh between us. If I just move my fingers maybe …
I feel him right there at my finger tips. He's soft of course but it's still enough to make my heart race knowing he's really beside me, nude and just right there. It's like a muscle memory to imagine how hard he can be. I can almost feel it in my palm, remember it's weight and vividly I can imagine now what he feels like inside me.
My body rattles with the memory, shivering with chilled anticipation for it but he's asleep… and he should be. He still needs rest and it feels like he never put the puzzle back on. But … I'm getting hard thinking about it. My head is tingling and I can feel it heating up. The more I acknowledge it the harder I get and the harder it becomes to resist touching him.
No… I must let him sleep. It's 2 in the morning, be good Yugi.
...maybe just a little bit. With my other hand I inch my hand towards myself and as I press my palm against my hardening shaft I instantly regret my decision. This ache is impossible to ignore and stronger now with the added pressure. I chew my lip to hold in the voiceless moan and tense my thighs, lightly pushing my ass back into him, but this pushes my hand closer to him and oohhhh I want to wake him. I want him to touch me. Just a little bit.
But I must … resist. Maybe if I just stroke myself … no that'll make it worse. But… I want release. I want pleasure. Oh my god I want pleasure.
I feel him move then. Just a little bit he groans and pulls me closer to him, breathing deeply as mine is frozen. I hope my movements haven't woken him - but low key I also hope they have. Maybe… if I encourage his hand to move down. Slyly I stretch enough to make his hand slide and as it falls I use my arm to push it further. His fingers brushed against my stomach, just out of reach of me but too far even if I roll my hips. Oh but if I roll my hips I can feel him rub against my cheeks. Maybe this is better -
No! Stop it Yugi. Let him sleep.
I huff and pout at myself, chewing my lip to dry and ignore my very intense urges. This sucks. I am so horny but I shouldn't do anything. He needs to rest. Especially since I kind of exhausted him last night while he's still recovering.
I smile at the fond memory. The images of his body glistening as his muscles worked over me. Watching the muscles in his shoulders, arms and chest tighten and move as he thrust into me. Admiring how his cock looked burying itself inside me and how incredible it felt when he was so deep there was no space between us. Feeling the way his pelvis grinded against me and then there was how he moved. His rapid but rhythmic motions, how my ass slapped against his thighs …
This…. Is NOT … helping. Oh my god I want him right now. I want him to feel him stretching me again and pounding me … God damn am I hard thinking about it. I think… yes that's precum too. I didn't even realise I haven't stopped stroking myself thinking about this. I need release. But… mmmm… maybe I can slip out from under him and handle this in the bathroom.
Slowly I move my leg out from under the sheets. Its freezing out there and I instantly want to go back but inside the sheets I face the problem of my own depravity but outside is freezing. Damn it.
I can't stay here. It's torture staying here knowing I reallllly shouldn't wake him. Carefully I try to pull away from him, lifting his hand with my arm so I can inch myself closer to the edge of the bed but he stirs again, pulling me even closer and burying his face into my back, leaving me with nuzzles and sweet hums of adoration as he sleeps. God he's cute! And I'm so fucking turned on!
"Wheryou goin?" He mumbles sleepily. Shit is he awake? Damn it I didn't really mean to. But … if he's awake maybe … just a little. At the least he might let me get up.
"G'morning. I didn't mean to wake you." I say softly, almost whispering to him as I hold his hand against my stomach. He kneads my skin and breathes me in, tightening his hold on me and ohhhh I can feel him rub against my ass. No no no don't think about it.. Don't you dare think about him pushing into me from behind nice and slow and … STOP IT!
"Any morn's good next to you." He mumbles sweetly. Oh my heart is soaring. He is so damn sweet and cute! Please fuck me! Yugi! Stop it!
"Go back to sleep Ife, I just need to go to the bathroom." I say, hoping he will let me go now. I gasp though as he pushed his hips into me ass and his fingers walk down to brush against my head. My head that is standing so strongly that he wouldn't have found it if I weren't erect. He giggles against my shoulder blade and rolls his fingers over the precum coating me, making his movements so smooth. I can't help but give into the temptation to roll into it. I am trying so hard to ignore it but good god do I want this to keep climbing.
"Do you want to go to the bathroom or shall I offer you my assistance here?"
"Yes!" I whisper desperately, twisting back to find his lips. I push my ass into him as he meets me with his thrust and we lock our lips in hot, wet kisses. His lithe long fingers curl around my cock and slowly squeezes me as he pushes his hips into me. His other hand snakes around to aid my neck and he lifts himself up enough to hover partially over me. I moan breathlessly, my heart is racing and I can feel the excitement gripping me like some kind of vice. I never meant to wake him but I am so thrilled.
"Mm… you are rock hard." He mutters through wet kisses and my only response is to giggle cheekily. "Dream of something nice?" He asks me, nuzzling my jaw to expose my neck. His nips my skin, grazing me with the blunt edge of his teeth just teasing me and edging me closer to bliss. God I want him to bite me. I want to feel it: the beast inside take me for everything I'm worth.
"Mmmm yes. You fucking me repeatedly." I breathe exasperatedly as he bites my shoulder. I feel his cock getting hard against my cheeks and mine is so wet and hard now I can't help but thrust my own hips into his palm.
"Mmm my naughty boy hasn't had enough huh?" He asks me, sucking on my earlobe. Oh my god that pet name. Yes, I love this.
"Uhhh call me that again." I moan and pant heavily.
"Call you what?" He asks in my ear. "Naughty boy?"
"Nyahhh hah." I don't have words. Oh my god.
He giggles smugly and arrogantly, feeling awful proud of himself for how much I am melting. I am a puddle in his hands, completely at his mercy. Just the way I want it.
"Well then, naughty boy… how shall I punish you for these lewd dreams of yours?" He asks me. His hand leaves my cock and for a moment I feel disappointed but then I feel it walk around to my ass, easily sliding up my thigh to lift my leg over his and giving him easier access to slide and rub his fingers over my entrance.
I gasp and moan, pushing against his fingers with so much impatience. I feel his fingers pushing against my hole but without any form of lubricant it's not easy. He grunts and removes his hand to bring it up to my mouth. I don't need to be told what to do so eagerly I suck on his fingers, licking between them and coating them in as much of my saliva as I can, imagining that it's his cock I'm blowing. He moans stiffly, pushing his erection between my cheeks to tease my hole. As I suck on his fingers I squeeze my legs against the back of his to push his hips even closer into mine. He doesn't let me do this for long though as he takes his fingers from mine to return to my ass.
I gasp as he runs them over my entrance and it doesn't take much resistance now to finger me. I gasp and moan as my cheeks heat up, almost blinding me with their warmth. I feel almost feverish and a slave to my own bodies desperate desires. I try to maintain some kind of awareness but as he scissors his fingers inside me, rotates them and dances his own amazing patterns I am losing my mind.
I don't think it takes long before I want more of him filling me up though. As much as I don't want him to stop fingering me I want him to pound that glorious cock of his inside me. Absently my hand seems to obey this one tangible thought in my head as I feel his thick, hard cock brush against my fingers between us. He groans and leans into the touch and once I have a good firm grasp of his shaft he pushes into the hole my hand has formed. He thrusts as he fingers me and I squeeze and stroke as he does until we're both panting and moaning together in sync.
"Yugi. Where's the oil?" He whispers to me. A question that hot should be illegal. Im almost going to cum just thinking of what he wants to do with it; but I swallow and lick my lips, giving me enough clarity to release his cock and reach for the bottle that somehow ended up on my desk beside me. As I reach though he pushes on my hips, positioning me to lay on my stomach as he climbs aboard to straddle the back of my thighs. Im familiar with this position and I must admit I am most eager to try it.
I feel him slide his cock against my cheeks and his fingers massaging handfuls of flesh like a cat kneads something soft. I hand him the oil and adjust myself to lay more comfortably.
"How do you want it? Fast or slow?" He asks me. His hands are mysteriously gone but I can smell the aroma of the oil filling the room. Soon his fingers return too, all slick and wet to slide between my cheeks.
"This is my punishment isn't it? You get to decide what you do with me." I moan. I can hear him chew his lip with the snicker he bites back and then all of a sudden, he grips my hips and pulls me up onto my knees before he pushes my shoulders down. He's gentle and it doesn't hurt but it did catch me by surprise. But now my ass is in the air and he's spreading my legs just a little. My heart is racing, simply palpitating with the thrill of what's to come. This position is supposed to allow one of the most intense feelings and is highly favoured among couples. I've seen a lot of it in Joeys movies and porno mags and I feel like I'm going to need my pillow to bite down on for this.
Subtly I feel his head brushing my entrance, teasing me with its proximity and I try my hardest not to brace myself. I need to be relaxed or he'll have a hard time getting in. So I concentrate on breathing and soon he breaches me.
I let out a drawn out moan as he slowly inches inside me bit by bit, careful not to hurt me as his cock is gradually stretching me. When I feel the rest of his body brush against my ass and thighs and he stops abruptly as if hitting a barrier I know he's completely inside me but oh my fucking God is he deep! I thought he was deep before but this… oh my god how can I fit so much inside me! This here is fucking incredible.
"Are you okay?" He asks me, his voice wavering with the heat of his own high. I feel him wiggle just a little bit as he squeezes my ass and hips. I know he's just adjusting but fuck me it feels good.
"Hah… mm.. Yeah. Ohh.." I breathe.
"Good." He sighs before he slowly starts to pull out. The oil makes everything so slippery and the movement feel divine but feels better is how he slides back in. I feel my lungs climbing into my throat as my eyes roll back. His cock feels like it's moving everything inside me and when he hits that spot again ohhh my god! My thighs tense and my own dick feels tingly with the sensation. My heart skips a beat as if forgetting how every time he slowly pushes against it, teasing it by not quite hitting it. I want him to pound me hard and fast, use me to his hearts content but at the same time moving slow like this is making me want it more.
I hear him mumble something under his breath as he gradually increases his pace. I believe it was Egyptian but I don't know what it was. I'd like to ask but oh my fucking god …
"Nya!" That felt amazing. "Right there!" I whisper, pleading and praying he'll hit me there…. Ohhh yes!
Oh he's quickened his pace sooner than I thought he would. Yes, this is how I wanted it. Faster. "Yes Atem, right there. Just like thaaooooh!"
Again he says something in Egyptian but I heard my name at the end there. He's thrusting into me fast, gripping my hips and pushing me hard against him with every pulse. My ass is slapping against his stomach and I can feel his balls slapping mine, sending little jolts of pleasure through my body each time.
Oh my god this is fucking amazing. But I'm afraid my moaning and or half screaming is getting too loud for 2 in the morning so as soon as I recover enough motor functions to move I pull my pillow closer and bury my face into it, letting every loud noise I make out as much as I want. Which is good, because he's still getting rougher.
I feel like I'm going to explode already and it hasn't been long. The sounds of his own moans and grunts and panting is turning me on just as much as his actual pounding. He wasn't quiet before but this position seems to be making him more a slave to his own lust more than the other. He feels so much more desperate… and I love it. I want him to need me and make me take it all - ohmahgoood!
I don't know how he did it but that spot I love so much was just hit in a way that made my brain spasm. I almost hear the stars floating around and I am so close to cumming it almost hurts.
"Please do that again. Please Temmy, please! Oh! Uhhh… yes! Like that! Oh my god, oh my god! Nyaahh"
I can't… think… oh my god. Fuck!
"'Ana dhahib 'iilaa nayib alrayiys, Yugi!" He moans rapidly, his voice rasping and urgent. I have no idea what he said but a short moment later I feel him lean over me, pumping even faster and harder, hitting that spot with such wondrous force until I release everything. I feel my seed spill onto the sheets beneath me like an endless, spurting stream of thick white liquid pleasure just as he's finishing inside. His cock is pulsing, filling me up with his hot love until there's nothing left to spill. He half collapses onto me and with his dick still so hard it teases my insides with the weak promise of more but both he and I are done.
Slowly… very slowly, he pulls out of me and we both collapse onto the bed heavily. Our hearts beating like we ran a marathon or swam the channel our muscles feel like jelly. My brain is mush. All I can think of is fucking great my ass feels and how sensitive the rest of me is. The slightest air change makes my skin tingle and my hairs stand. The subtlest dribble of cum dripping out of my ass to tickle my thighs is almost uncomfortable. Even my nipples are sensitive to my own breathing.
I am so tired. My arms don't wanna move. I don't wanna move. But I should probably shower… maybe. I dunno. I'm so sleepy. I am in absolute bliss right now.
"Yugi…" His voice whispers. I want to look at him but my eyes are heavy. I can't even manage a hum of recognition: the laziest thing I could do.
"Yugi." He giggles, lightly grazing my hand. Okay… come on Yugi. You can do it.
Slowly I hum and with my next breath I crack open my eyes to look at him as best I can. He's lying down beside me, looking as exhausted as I feel with half lidded red eyes, a lazy smile on his face. His hair's a mess for the first time that I've ever seen and his skin is glistening with sweat… making him look so divine in the pale moonlight. He is a vision. God I love him.
"We… we should sh-shower." He pants weakly. I do agree with him… and I think I can muster enough strength to push myself up but my legs… I honestly don't think they work right now. I can barely feel them. I should try though.
"Y-yeah." I agree. He smiles wider and then frowns… but he's catching his breath I think. God he's cute after he's fucked the sin out of me.
Slowly he pushes himself up and I admire how his muscles engage as he does so. How they tense at the shoulders, in his pecs… god that hunk of beast was just ravaging me. I love that. My body is too weak to react but the thought is enough to make me purr.
"Come on." He says encouragingly, brushing the back of my calves. He's still tired though so I take my time lifting myself up.
Just as I thought.. I have no leg power and my arms aren't far behind. I manage to sit but I will not be standing on my own for a while yet.
"I can't feel my legs." I laugh and he chuckles with me, coming to stand by me. I lean heavily against him, resting my head on his hip as he plays with my hair. I could sleep here. He's so comfy.
"Don't fall asleep. Come on. Shower first." He sings gently, like a lullaby. So tired.
I follow though. He helps me stand and I lean heavily against him and together we take our trek one painful step at a time.
Atem's POV
"Pass the milk please Atem." Mr. Moto asks of me and I oblige quickly enough, spinning out of Yugi's way as he dances around the kitchen to fetch something, never failing to brush a cheeky hand against the back of my jeans as I pass him. Sliding the milk over to Mr. Moto I return to grab some glasses from the cupboard for us just as Yugi walks past me again, swiping a naughty little finger around my waist under my shirt. He returns to his place by the stove to flip the eggs and I am free to set the table. However, I see the sauces are beside him so I casually return, to innocently lean over him to reach for them, making sure I am careful not to kiss his neck. It isn't my fault the sauces are kept so close to the stove and he just happens to be standing here. I hear his breath catch as mine tickles his neck but my mission is complete. Sauces in hand I politely return to the table.
"How are those pancakes Yugi?" Mr. Moto asks him, completely unaware of how naughty we're playing this game of 'hot n unbothered'.
"Good. Almost done." He responds.
"Good. Atem take these to the table." Mr. Moto says, handing me a heavy bowl of whipped cream and a mug of something. Not sure what but it's warm. Setting those down I return as Yugi is dishing the last of the pancakes on a large plate.
"Can you turn the stove off for me please?" He asks of me sweetly, throwing me the most handsome smile I've ever seen. I melt under it and obey politely.
Cheeky brat though had this planned. He knew it wouldn't take long and the timing was perfect. Just as I turn the dial he's behind me with the pan to carefully place back on the stove to cool, but his other hand is on my hip under the guise of letting me know he's there, when in reality Mr. Moto does not see that he's sliding his finger under the hem of my pants.
"Thank you." He says softly and walks away.
Breakfast is served, the kitchen is hot and I am on fire. If it were just us I'd have him now and he knows it… but I suppose I haven't exactly been innocent either. I did start this game by kissing his neck this morning before we got down to the kitchen. Shame on me for teasing the restless beast as it was.
We sit down to eat respectfully, dishing out pancakes for ourselves as Mr. Moto poured us all glasses of juice. Yugi waited patiently for me to finish with the whipped cream… at least patiently above the table. Under the table he had a single hand massaging my thigh dangerously close to what is stirring underneath. Thankfully I don't have a sweet tooth, so his playing stopped before he could turn me on too much.
"So I know you two just came home yesterday, but Yugi… you'll be returning to school tomorrow, won't you?" Mr. Moto asks of him. Perfect breakfast conversation topic I suppose. Personally I'd like it if he stays here all day, with me, every day and not just because I want to do every sinful thing under the eye of Ra I can think of.
"Um… I suppose I have to." He says tiredly. I know him though. He doesn't want to but he's putting aside his preservation for the sake of duty. He's putting pressure on himself to be okay and that's not fair.
"Koji's family isn't pressing any charges though after what I learned yesterday I should be the one pressing charges against his family. For emotional distress and attempted s-"
"Can we not talk about this now please?" Yugi says abruptly. I was wrong. Maybe he's not putting himself aside but rather trying to spare himself the pain of the memory. Trying to move on as it were.
"Right. Of course. But we must talk about it sooner or later Yugi." Mr. Moto says.
"Later then." Yugi says back, easily putting an end to this uncomfortable topic. I expect things will be like this a while - at least between Yugi and his grandfather. Mr. Moto just wants to help but Yugi just wants to forget; both I can understand. I want to support him and I will, but I do think he needs to talk about it more than just letting us know what happened.
At the same time he seems completely happy when it is just us and we are free to live and continue on as if there is nothing at all wrong. I want that to be true. I don't want us to be plagued by threats and warnings and dangers anymore. I just want us to explore ourselves, live with ourselves and be happy and safe. I'm tired of something new sprouting up to threaten our livelihoods. I wish I could take him away somewhere peaceful. He deserves that at least after all these years.
"I'll be opening the shop today so I want you two to keep it down up here." Mr. Moto says sternly.
"Yes Grandpa. I was thinking of going to the shops today." Yugi says brightly.
"After school hours, yes." Mr. Moto nods pleasantly.
"Okay." Yugi smiles and glances at me before he returns to his plate.
I return to mine just as the doorbell rings. We each look up and Mr. Moto settles for getting up to check on who it is. When he's gone Yugi knocks my knee with his, giggling cutely.
"What?" I ask him, smirking.
"Gonna get some real lube this afternoon." He says, raising his brows flirtatiously as he takes another, suggestive mouthful.
"Are we now? Does that mean we have to wait until then?" I ask him, matching his cheek. He almost chokes on his next bite and I can't help but chuckle at this.
"Yugi!" Mr. Moto calls from the front door.
We're eating breakfast. Does he want him to go to him? We sit here and wait, listening. If he calls again that's a yes.
… But it seems its a no as he returns with Mokuba behind him. Im surprised to see him here, considering we haven't called him regarding my duel with Kaiba. I wonder if he's impatient and can't wait the 2 days. Still, it's always a pleasure to see Mokuba.
"Mokuba, good morning." Yugi starts us off happily.
"Good morning Yugi, Atem. How are ya?" He asks us cheerfully. Mr. Moto sits back down to enjoy his breakfast but this feels a little strange to eat while Mokuba does not. He is our guest and I feel compelled to grant him my attention.
"We're good. How are you? What can we do for ya?" Yugi asks him, endeavouring to finish his meal. Mokuba doesn't seem to mind though. Come to think of it we've never had guests at breakfast. This is an interesting perspective.
"I'm afraid what I have to talk to you about isn't a pleasant topic. I wish I was here on a social visit." He says apologetically.
That doesn't sit well with me. Still, we finish our breakfast cheerfully enough, clean up and settle down in the living room, each with a fresh cup of tea.
"So, what's up?" Yugi asks, eager to get this started. I have to admit I commend that. I dislike this anxiety as well.
"I'll leave you kids to it." Mr. Moto says pleasantly but Mokuba makes a noise to stop him.
"Actually, sir, this will involve you too."
Okay… so this isn't about the duel then?
Mr. Moto settles down in his chair and we wait as Mokuba collects himself.
"Alright so, you probably didn't notice but last night you had two undercover cops watching your house last night."
Wait what?
"What? Why?" Yugi asks.
"Because my brother asked them too." Mokuba shrugs as if it was obvious… it kind of is though now I think about it. We talked to Kaiba yesterday also about the Yakuza. He must have had the police watching us but I didn't get the impression he would look into it. Then does he have reason to be concerned? In which case, should we?
"Does this have to do with the Yakuza?" Mr. Moto asks as if reading my mind.
"Yes. So I don't know for sure what's going on but whatever it is doesn't sound good. I've been told to let you know, Yugi, that you and my brother will be dueling publicly in 2 weeks. The duel will be announced today and will take place at Kaiba Land at the launch of our newest duel disk. This is to promote the launch and will go hand in hand with the new series of cards being brought out in a month. You'll both duel with the new disks and the new cards."
"Wait… how is this related to the Yakuza? Why am I being volunteered for this?" Yugi asks confused. I am too, I really don't understand what's happening here.
"Yugi, my brothers new duel disk isn't designed to be released until after the launch of the new series. We're increasing its production because that's the most amount of time he can buy to protect your life. In 2 weeks you will duel Seto, and if he can't settle your hit before then, then you need to win this duel."
"What?!" We both exclaim.
This is insane! I mean of course Yugi can win but to hear Mokuba tell us that he needs to beat his brother is something I never thought would happen. I still don't see how these two things are related though. He said Kaiba was buying time by speeding up his launch. Does that mean that the Yakuza won't target Yugi until after this duel?
"Mokuba, explain everything." Mr. Moto requests calmly.
"Okay. Like I said, i don't know much but as I understand it the Yakuza are interested in Yugi. They must he happy with what you did to Koji. Whatever the case, the clan interested in you is working closely with Kaiba Corp and Kaiba Corp needs you alive so my brother can win the King of Games title. Which means so long as you hold it, they can't touch you, but that won't last forever. In order to keep this clan under our control we need to make it look like we only care about your title. To buy time for your life Seto has told them that he intend to take your title from you soon, but the real plan is to find a way to soothe their anger and buy off that hit. If he can't do this, he wants you to win but he's not going to make it look like he's throwing it. He wants that title Yugi, but I don't think he'll sacrifice your life to get it." Mokuba explains.
"Dont think?" I repeat after him. Im not a fan of that. If Kaiba is going to these lengths to protect him then I want his guarantee he will not give in to his greed.
"My brother comes off cold, but he wouldn't go to this much effort for anyone else." Mokuba says. That is a relief. I agree with that. Looking into the Japanese Mafia, getting the police to watch us last night, increasing his launch and arranging a public duel just to protect Yugi while behind the scenes he works to call off the warrant for his life… yes I believe he will protect Yugi.
"So…" Yugi says slowly. Oh no. I know that tone. He's afraid…. Of course he is. "The Yakuza want my life. And if I lose this duel, even if I try my hardest, I won't have Kaiba's protection?" He asks.
"Unfortunately yes." Mokuba says regretfully.
Yugi stands immediately, hands raking through his hair as he starts to pace, breathing out through pursed lips.
"Yugi you've got nothing to worry about. Kaiba will do everything he can to interfere with this and you will win this duel." I say kindly but hes not listening.
"No no no. I've always had you duel for me. I'm a decent duelist but I'm not you. I've never duelled Kaiba myself before. And in front of the city? I still get stage fright, that's why your always on stage for me. I'm not a leader Atem, I don't have your confidence. I can't duel Kaiba knowing if I lose I lose everything. They'll probably have snipers or something on me in case I do. And if they don't they'll be waiting. Of course they'll be watching the duel. They won't give me a chance to skip town, they'll get me within the hour of the duel ending. There's no way I -"
I stand to stop him, holding him close to me as he shakes in my arms. Petting his hair down I rub gentle circles on his back, hushing him gently.
"You are champion Yugi. I've always believed it. You have the heart of a hero, the strength of a King, and the mind of a formidable strategist. You can do this, I know you can." I say warmly. He whines but he doesn't fight me at least.
"Yugi if you don't agree to this duel we cannot protect you. The best thing you can do right now is to duel my brother. I promise you he won't let anything happen to you." Mokuba says encouragingly.
"What about between now and the duel?" Yugi asks, peeking out from my chest to ask this.
"You should be safe. They won't touch you until your duel."
"So why were the police watching us last night?" Mr. Moto asks.
"To make sure they're men get the message. No one was seen but it doesn't mean they weren't waiting." Mokuba shrugs.
"We were standing on the balcony last night." Yugi says numbly. I make him bury his face in me again and try to soothe him. I understand he's afraid and its hard to feel safe knowing he has a price on his head for something as small as a broken wrist.
"Out of interest, what did you do to tick off the Mafia?" Mokuba asks.
"I broke Koji Takajos wrist at school when he attacked me. He's the -"
"Next rising star said to take home the Olympic Gold for martial arts. Right." Mokuba nods in understanding. "Is it definitely broken?"
"According to the doctor report it is a heavy fracture. But he is not to participate in next year's Olympics as planned. I dont know whether he will fully heal but his parents are insisting his career is over, however they have not pressed charges." Mr. Moto says.
"Must be because of the hit." Mokuba says.
"Its not fair. He was the one who attacked me, all I did was defend myself. Why is that cause to lose my damn life over it? Like I was actually going to let him tou-" Yugi begins but catches himself short and frustratedly hides in my shirt again. I'm glad he's letting it out a little. Its not healthy for him to keep up this appearance. This was why I was so angry yesterday and its good to know he does indeed feel as angry as I do about it.
"Is there anything we can do?" Mr. Moto asks.
"Yes. Stay low. Do not leave the city. Pack your important things into something you can quickly get in the event we need to place you in protective custody. Seto is working hard to secure your safety in any event. So just, let us handle it and do as we say." Mokuba said.
"I'm sorry." Yugi whimpers and it breaks my heart to hear it.
"Yugi…"
"Son you have nothing to apologise for." Mr. Moto says strongly, standing now with his fists clenched and frightening look of strength about him. He looks determined and on fire. Yugi looks at him, still holding me but Mr. Moto looks like he's flaming. "You have done nothing wrong and all of us will do everything we can to defend you. No matter what it takes it will take more than the Yakuza to bring us Motos down. You have saved the world more than once and by my faith in the heart of the cards we will not let this bring you down. If they want you they'll have to go through me first and let me tell you, I did not survive through countless tombs and murdering gamblers to let my only grandson be taken from me." Mr. Moto says strongly and inspiringly. Even i feel 100% better after hearing that, because -
"He's right Yugi." I say to him, lifting his chin to look at me. His eyes are wide and wet but he's listening. His grandfathers speech got to him, and I am relieved of that. "I've told you time and time again that we are here for you. There is nothing we won't do to help you, and you are so much stronger than you realise. There is nothing you can't do."
He smiles at me and wipes his eyes dry, sniffling cutely as he steps away to straighten himself.
"Thank you." He says gratefully.
"Besides, you know how strong my brother is. He'll destroy this clan before they touch you." Mokuba says brightly and Yugi chuckles.
"Yeah. No doubt." He says lightly.
"Well anyway. That's what I needed to tell you. You'll see the promotions on TV from today onwards but your not permitted to say anything about the new duel disk to anyone. That's going to be a surprise. You'll get the duel disk on the day and you'll get to make your deck using the new cards 48 hours prior. Both of you will be making brand new desks so it's going to be interesting to see how you do."
"And if I lose …?"
"You'll be interviewed on stage until transport is ready to secure your safety. Mr. Moto, Atem, you'll be transported safely too but you'll both be given VIP seats to the duel where I'll be with Roland and anyone else we're with. You'll all be safe." Mokuba says confidently. I have to admit I am impressed.
"Kaiba's gone to great lengths in one night. I am impressed." I say pleasantly.
"He stayed up all night working on this plan. He'd probably be here now but he's got a lot of preparations to make and no sleep to make them on." Mokuba said sadly.
"Well tell him we appreciate everything." I say kindly.
"I will. While I'm here, have you guys decided what you want to do regarding your duel?" Mokuba asks. I look at Yugi because we haven't talked about it but he nods at me with a wide smile.
"Yes. I will accept his terms and eagerly await our duel."
"Excellent. It may have to wait until after Yugi's but we will let you know if he finds time before then. This one won't be televised, it is purely for you guys." Mokuba says.
"Its unlike Kaiba to not make a big show of something." Yugi notes.
"Considering no one knows who Atem is, its probably for the best not to draw attention to him. Plus, because he's unknown its not like it would help my brothers reputation."
That… was less satisfying to hear.
"Right." I say, unimpressed. It will have to do. Besides he is right. Best not to draw attention. Its not like I'm looking for fame anyway, but it does sting a little bit not having an identity to speak of considering I was once a Pharaoh.
"Alright. Well, I gotta get back to the office. I got a lot of work now that my brother is preoccupied. Ill let him know about your answer too." Mokuba says pleasantly. "Thank you for the tea." He adds, bowing.
"Your welcome and thank you so much for all your help, to you and your brother." Mr. Moto says politely.
"No worries. Take it easy Yugi, Atem. You'll hear from us soon." Mokuba says.
Once he's gone we take a moment to breathe and process. This is still a lot to comprehend. I guess, all there is to do now is as Mokuba says: stay calm and stay low. Trust in Kaiba and his power. Never thought I'd see the day.