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~thoughts~ *italics*
Yami angst!
Warnings: Yaoi obviously.
Pairings: (Yami) Bakura/Yami, Seto/Ryou, Malik/Yugi and others I think. . .
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Fading Light
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Chapter Seven
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Yami watched the two on the large hospital bed. He sighed to himself as he leaned against the doorframe. He knew it was being selfish, but his feelings were his and he was jealous. Why couldn't Bakura be that open with him? He felt guilty for feeling it, but it wasn't something that could just be stopped. Sure, Ryou was more important at the moment, but when - yes, he kept saying when - the boy got better it would be the same as it had always been. The tomb robber was very affectionate with Ryou, with good reason of course considering they both shared so much. But Bakura was also friendlier with Malik and Yugi, and even Kaiba.
Wasn't Yami supposed to count as one of the people to be affectionate with? He *was* the boyfriend, right?
Shaking his head, Yami moved away from the door as Bakura moved on the bed. The pharaoh didn't want his. . .whatever he was now to wake up and find him watching. He went to the waiting room and curled up in one of the chairs in a corner. He would go home, except Malik was most likely there with Yugi and Yami didn't want to intrude and he couldn't go back into the hospital room because he didn't want to interfere with Ryou and Bakura.
It was kinda funny when he thought back on it. It had started about three months back when Yami and Yugi had broken up because they had both been attracted to other people. The other people being Bakura and Malik. Yami had gone out that night and had walked around in the rain to think about things. His feet had taken him to Ryou's place, where Bakura lived as well.
After some talking, Yami had confessed everything to Bakura. All of his darkest desires, about how he didn't want to be the dominant one in a relationship. And he had even confessed about how he had fallen in love with Bakura. That had probably been too strong of a word to use, but it had been the word used all the same, and Bakura had said that he didn't know if he could feel the same way. Yami had accepted that and internally accepted the fact that he could be emotionally hurt. But he hadn't cared; all he had wanted was to be with Bakura once. He had gotten his wish, and more.
In the morning Ryou and Kaiba had found the two of them on the floor where they had fallen asleep. Neither of them had had the energy to clean up or even get dressed so it was a very compromising position that they had been found in and it had been very obvious of what they had done. Ryou had been happy that his other half had found someone. And now that he thought about it, was Bakura just staying in the relationship for the sex and for the fact that it made Ryou happy? Yami knew that Bakura would do anything for his light, it was the same for himself and Yugi and though Yami Malik would deny it, he cared for his light as well.
Yami had never been used before. . .at least, that he could remember. He couldn't remember a lot of his past so he might have been. He wondered if it had been Bakura in their past life, it would be ironic at any rate.
~I have no proof that he doesn't care. One the other hand, I don't have proof that he does either. Sure, he's gentle when we're together but other than that. . .~ Yami sighed again and buried his burning eyes in his arms as he pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He didn't want to think anymore.
***
Seto Kaiba was a man with a purpose. Anyone who looked at him could tell this, and they could also see that this purpose was very important to the young billionaire, so people made sure to get out of his way.
At exactly 1:09 PM Kaiba had stepped onto the elevator and had pressed the button of the seventh floor. Cursing the slowness of the elevator, the CEO remembered the meeting that had separated him from one of the most important things in his life. He marched toward the room where he had last seen the love of his life.
Inside said room, the others were there. Ryou was sitting up in the bed, dueling with Yugi who sat on the bed with him. Ryou seemed to be winning so far, though everyone knew that wouldn't last much longer. Bakura sat in the chair at the side of the bed, staying very close to the side of his light. Yami stood behind Bakura like an obedient slave. Kaiba shook his head at the thought, he felt sorry for Yami. He knew what the pharaoh was going through better than anyone, though when the blue-eyed teen had been at his lowest, he had had Mokuba. Yami didn't have anyone now.
Mai was sitting in another chair and Tea was sitting on the armrest, Mai's arm loosely around her waist. Joey and Tristan had pulled the couch closer to the bed and were both into the duel going on. And finally Malik and Mokuba were sitting on the end of the bed and surprisingly the Egyptian's anti-social other half was leaning against the wall on the other side of the room, staring out the window. Kaiba remembered that Yami Malik had been Bakura's best friend back in Egypt, he was probably there for the tomb robber.
At first nobody noticed him, he cleared his throat softly and all eyes were on him. His mouth twitched at the surprise in Ryou's eyes. He went straight to the side of the bed and sat on the bed right beside Ryou, despite all the extra room there was, even with Yugi, the dueling game, Malik and Mokuba. He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and held him tightly.
"What are you doing here?" Ryou asked. "I thought you had meetings for the next few days." He said, then gasped. "Seto Kaiba! You're playing hooky!" He glared at the CEO, but the happiness didn't dim in those almond eyes.
Kaiba only smiled slightly as he silenced the boy and rid himself of that cute glare by kissing the boy's mouth. When Kaiba pulled away, Ryou had a very nice shade of red across his face. "What can I say?" The boy finally spoke. "I missed you." He said softly, gently caressing Ryou's cheek. It felt wonderful to be near Ryou again, it was where he belonged.
Yugi smiled at the two, they made a beautiful couple. His smile turned into a slight frown suddenly as he felt a flash of pain through the link he shared with Yami. He looked over at the pharaoh, only to see that Yami was looking away from Kaiba and Ryou and he was looking down at the back of Bakura.
/Yami?/
Yami jumped slightly, but only Yugi noticed it. Everyone else, except Bakura and Yami Malik, had started to talk to Kaiba. Yami looked toward Yugi.
//Yes?//
/Are you alright?/ Yugi cocked his head slightly.
He saw Yami close his eyes and he felt another wave of emotion, this time longing, loneliness and. . .fear? //Yes, I'm fine aibou.// The spirit replied.
/That's a lie and you know it./
//. . .it doesn't matter if it's a lie or not. It's the way life is.//
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To be continued. . .
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~thoughts~ *italics*
Yami angst!
Warnings: Yaoi obviously.
Pairings: (Yami) Bakura/Yami, Seto/Ryou, Malik/Yugi and others I think. . .
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Fading Light
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Chapter Seven
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Yami watched the two on the large hospital bed. He sighed to himself as he leaned against the doorframe. He knew it was being selfish, but his feelings were his and he was jealous. Why couldn't Bakura be that open with him? He felt guilty for feeling it, but it wasn't something that could just be stopped. Sure, Ryou was more important at the moment, but when - yes, he kept saying when - the boy got better it would be the same as it had always been. The tomb robber was very affectionate with Ryou, with good reason of course considering they both shared so much. But Bakura was also friendlier with Malik and Yugi, and even Kaiba.
Wasn't Yami supposed to count as one of the people to be affectionate with? He *was* the boyfriend, right?
Shaking his head, Yami moved away from the door as Bakura moved on the bed. The pharaoh didn't want his. . .whatever he was now to wake up and find him watching. He went to the waiting room and curled up in one of the chairs in a corner. He would go home, except Malik was most likely there with Yugi and Yami didn't want to intrude and he couldn't go back into the hospital room because he didn't want to interfere with Ryou and Bakura.
It was kinda funny when he thought back on it. It had started about three months back when Yami and Yugi had broken up because they had both been attracted to other people. The other people being Bakura and Malik. Yami had gone out that night and had walked around in the rain to think about things. His feet had taken him to Ryou's place, where Bakura lived as well.
After some talking, Yami had confessed everything to Bakura. All of his darkest desires, about how he didn't want to be the dominant one in a relationship. And he had even confessed about how he had fallen in love with Bakura. That had probably been too strong of a word to use, but it had been the word used all the same, and Bakura had said that he didn't know if he could feel the same way. Yami had accepted that and internally accepted the fact that he could be emotionally hurt. But he hadn't cared; all he had wanted was to be with Bakura once. He had gotten his wish, and more.
In the morning Ryou and Kaiba had found the two of them on the floor where they had fallen asleep. Neither of them had had the energy to clean up or even get dressed so it was a very compromising position that they had been found in and it had been very obvious of what they had done. Ryou had been happy that his other half had found someone. And now that he thought about it, was Bakura just staying in the relationship for the sex and for the fact that it made Ryou happy? Yami knew that Bakura would do anything for his light, it was the same for himself and Yugi and though Yami Malik would deny it, he cared for his light as well.
Yami had never been used before. . .at least, that he could remember. He couldn't remember a lot of his past so he might have been. He wondered if it had been Bakura in their past life, it would be ironic at any rate.
~I have no proof that he doesn't care. One the other hand, I don't have proof that he does either. Sure, he's gentle when we're together but other than that. . .~ Yami sighed again and buried his burning eyes in his arms as he pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He didn't want to think anymore.
***
Seto Kaiba was a man with a purpose. Anyone who looked at him could tell this, and they could also see that this purpose was very important to the young billionaire, so people made sure to get out of his way.
At exactly 1:09 PM Kaiba had stepped onto the elevator and had pressed the button of the seventh floor. Cursing the slowness of the elevator, the CEO remembered the meeting that had separated him from one of the most important things in his life. He marched toward the room where he had last seen the love of his life.
Inside said room, the others were there. Ryou was sitting up in the bed, dueling with Yugi who sat on the bed with him. Ryou seemed to be winning so far, though everyone knew that wouldn't last much longer. Bakura sat in the chair at the side of the bed, staying very close to the side of his light. Yami stood behind Bakura like an obedient slave. Kaiba shook his head at the thought, he felt sorry for Yami. He knew what the pharaoh was going through better than anyone, though when the blue-eyed teen had been at his lowest, he had had Mokuba. Yami didn't have anyone now.
Mai was sitting in another chair and Tea was sitting on the armrest, Mai's arm loosely around her waist. Joey and Tristan had pulled the couch closer to the bed and were both into the duel going on. And finally Malik and Mokuba were sitting on the end of the bed and surprisingly the Egyptian's anti-social other half was leaning against the wall on the other side of the room, staring out the window. Kaiba remembered that Yami Malik had been Bakura's best friend back in Egypt, he was probably there for the tomb robber.
At first nobody noticed him, he cleared his throat softly and all eyes were on him. His mouth twitched at the surprise in Ryou's eyes. He went straight to the side of the bed and sat on the bed right beside Ryou, despite all the extra room there was, even with Yugi, the dueling game, Malik and Mokuba. He wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and held him tightly.
"What are you doing here?" Ryou asked. "I thought you had meetings for the next few days." He said, then gasped. "Seto Kaiba! You're playing hooky!" He glared at the CEO, but the happiness didn't dim in those almond eyes.
Kaiba only smiled slightly as he silenced the boy and rid himself of that cute glare by kissing the boy's mouth. When Kaiba pulled away, Ryou had a very nice shade of red across his face. "What can I say?" The boy finally spoke. "I missed you." He said softly, gently caressing Ryou's cheek. It felt wonderful to be near Ryou again, it was where he belonged.
Yugi smiled at the two, they made a beautiful couple. His smile turned into a slight frown suddenly as he felt a flash of pain through the link he shared with Yami. He looked over at the pharaoh, only to see that Yami was looking away from Kaiba and Ryou and he was looking down at the back of Bakura.
/Yami?/
Yami jumped slightly, but only Yugi noticed it. Everyone else, except Bakura and Yami Malik, had started to talk to Kaiba. Yami looked toward Yugi.
//Yes?//
/Are you alright?/ Yugi cocked his head slightly.
He saw Yami close his eyes and he felt another wave of emotion, this time longing, loneliness and. . .fear? //Yes, I'm fine aibou.// The spirit replied.
/That's a lie and you know it./
//. . .it doesn't matter if it's a lie or not. It's the way life is.//
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To be continued. . .
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