Yami soshite Hikari Ch. 4 - "Kirei soshite Ubu"

By Shawna

The next day, the rain was still coming down hard. School was just letting out, and Yugi was heading for Kizuna's car, sloshing his way through the two inches of water that covered the ground. Kizuna was waiting for him inside the car as he threw open the door and hopped in.

"I can't believe this weather," Kizuna said in amazement. "Can you?"

Yugi shook his head. "No, its really weird."

"At this rate, there's going to be a flood," she continued as she pulled out of the parking lot. "Maybe they'll cancel school."

Yugi laughed. "That would be nice."

Kizuna smiled, and while she seemed to want to say something to this, she remained silent. The drive was a slow one through the nearly flooded streets. They were passing close to Kizuna's apartment, on the way to Yugi's house, when they saw a barricade of police ahead. Kizuna slowed to a stop before the block.

"Road's closed ahead due to flooding, Miss," one of the men said to Kizuna when she cracked her window. "Most of the streets are getting flooded out. Best take your little brother and head straight home, quick."

Kizuna almost laughed. "Alright, thank you, I'll get Ototo home fast."

Yugi almost objected but changed his mind at the last second as Kizuna was backing up, and spoke: "Looks like you'll have to come over to my place for now, Motou, until the roads are clear."

A cold thrill went through Yugi's body.

This is a perfect opportunity! Yami said excitedly. We might just get laid after all!

Yugi rolled his eyes and did not grace Yami's comments with a response, but that was exactly what he had been thinking. A scene played itself in fast motion in his head: he and Kizuna having sex, to be blunt. Immediately, he was embarrassed, knowing that Yami would have seen it.

Haha! Great minds think alike, Yugi! You're not going to wimp out this time.

"This time?" Was there ever another time?

Never mind!

Yugi scoffed, and Kizuna gave him an odd look.

"Something funny?" She asked innocently, as they were pulling into the parking lot of her apartment complex.

"No, nothing," Yugi said. "Just got something in my throat."

Kizuna said nothing, but a slight smile touched her lips as she parked. Opening her door, Kizuna stopped the car and jumped out. Hurriedly, Yugi scooped up his backpack and followed her. They dashed across the parking lot in the driving rain, until they reached the safetly of the overhang that covered the stairs that led up to the second floor of apartments. Kizuna scaled the stairs far more quickly than Yugi, who fell behind due to his shorter legs. Kizuna was already at her door, with her shoes off, when Yugi caught up with her, and hastily removed his own shoes and followed her inside.

Kizuna shook her head, waterdrops flying from her long hair, and Yugi followed suit. Kizuna eyed him and pressed her hands to her skirt.

"We're both soaked," she said needlessly. "I'll get you a towel, and I'm going to change my clothes. I might be able to find you something to wear..."

"No, that's okay," Yugi said quickly, an image of himself in a pink skirt rising in his mind. Of course, Kizuna would not have brought him girls clothes, but it would still feel strange to wear anything that belonged to her.

"Okay, just a towel, then," she said, smiling widely at him. "I'll make us some tea when I get back." She moved off, going through a door into what must be her bedroom. Just as the door was shutting behind her, however, the phone rang, and she burst back out of the room and scurried across the kitchen area to the phone. Yugi wondered who she thought it might be, since she was obviously eager to answer it.

"Hello?" She said into the phone. Yugi watched silently as disappointment slowly suffused her face, and then was replaced by an utterly crestfallen look. She pressed one hand to her mouth.

"Fine," she said softly. "Yeah, I understand." She hung up the phone, and turned around, putting her back to Yugi. Her shoulders began to shake and he heard her sob.

Uh oh, this could be a problem in our whole plan of getting laid this afternoon.

Yami! Something is obviously wrong with her; getting laid should be the last thing on your mind.

Well, is it the last thing on your mind?

It was not. But, still, he did want to know what was going on. He took a few slow steps toward Kizuna, until he was within arms reach of her. He was about to reach out, to put his hand on her back, when she whirled around to face him. Tears were streaking down her cheeks, her face was red.

"Komori," he began. "Are you o-"

Before he could finish, she had thrown her arms around him and crushed him against her chest. She buried her face in his hair and wept, hot tears pouring down into his hair. For a moment, he was rigid, pressed against her, with his face against the soft swell of her breasts. The smell of jasmine perfume emanated from her shirt. He took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance, acutely aware of every curve of her body pressed against his, despite the situation. He forced himself to be concerned and wonder what was wrong as he reached up and put his arms slowly around her shoulders. Sobs continued to wrack her body, but her hands slid down to the small of his back, holding him against her.

Without thinking about it, Yugi began to run his fingers through the silky lilac strands of her hair. Her sobs were gradually subsiding into soft sniffles, though her hold on him did not loosen.

Presently, she drew her face out of his hair, keeping one arm clenched around his lower back as she wiped her hand under her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Motou," she said. "I shouldn't be crying all over you like this, especially since you don't even know what the problem is..."

"Hey, its fine," he said, painfully aware that his lower body was still pressed against hers. "But... Are you going to tell me what's wrong? You don't have to, if you don't want to..."

Kizuna finished drying her eyes. "I... I'd really rather not talk about it."

"Oh," Yugi said gravely. "Well, that's okay."

"I'm sorry," Kizuna said quickly. "I should tell you, Motou. I just... I'm embarrassed about it. You won't want me for your tutor anymore if I tell you...

"Komori, you're the best tutor at Domino High. I would never want anyone else."

Kizuna almost smiled. "Thank you, Motou, but you know... there are so many better students, better tutors, than me at Domino. Alot of them are girls, too, and you know...They're smarter, more talented, prettier..."

"Kizuna," Yugi said, looking up into her eyes. "You're smart, and talented, too. And," He traced his hand along her cheek. "You're beautiful."

Her eyes widened and she stared down at him, seeming to become aware of their position.

"Uh..." she began, trailing off before any real words came out. She licked her lips nervously.

The strongest urge to kiss her hit Yugi when he saw this. He knew he should not, she was his senior, they were friends only, she was his tutor...

His hand slid to the back of her head so he could draw her down a little. Nevertheless, Yugi still had to stand on his toes to press his lips gently against Kizuna's. Neither of them closed their eyes; they stared at each other and were still. A few seconds passed, and then Yugi drew back slowly.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, stepping back from Kizuna, feeling her arms let him go easily. "I..." He turned around, not wanting to face her, feeling rejected. He took an awkward step away. The next thing he knew, Kizuna had grabbed his wrist and whirled him around, bringing her lips down on his. His eyes went wide, but he saw that hers were closed this time. He let his eyes close to, as his mouth opened.

Their kiss was slow, tentative, unsure. Both of them seemed afraid that they would do something wrong, despite the fact that it would not have mattered anyway; neither of them knew enough about what they were doing to notice. Yugi followed his instincts, wrapping his arms around Kizuna's neck, burying his hands in her long hair, as her arms circled his waist. Time seemed to have stopped; he had no idea how long they stood there, kissing, embracing. It was Kizuna who drew away first, slowly, reluctantly. Her chest rose and fell as she took a deep breath. Yugi's hand fumbled for hers, found and gripped it. Without even realizing what he was doing at first, he found himself leading her slowly towards the doorway he could see led to her bedroom. Her eyes dropped, but she went with him willingly.

Muted sunlight poured in through Kizuna's open bedroom window, and Yugi led Kizuna to her four-poster bed, sitting her down softly on the edge. Taking a seat next to her, he pressed his lips back to hers, desperate for her kiss. He had never kissed anyone before, and it felt so good. He wanted to kiss her forever, and more than that: he wanted to make love to her. Desire rose up in him, clear and strong, and visions of himself taking off her clothes, touching her everywhere, thrusting into her while she screamed his name in pleasure, flashed through his mind. His hands fumbled with the buttons of her damp blouse, undoing them quickly nonetheless, pushing the material apart. She broke from him with a gasp when he cupped one of her breasts through her lacy white bra.

"Yugi," she gasped, pressing her hands against his face. "We shouldn't..."

"Why not?" He asked, leaning in, nuzzling her neck. "I want you so badly."

"Just lust," she said, breathing hard. "I'm supposed to be your tutor, and I'm too old for you."

He laughed against her neck. "You're not too old for me... and I don't care. I want to make love to you."

Now it was her turn to laugh. "You've been reading romance manga, or something, Yugi," she said. "You don't even know what you're talking about. You're too young for this sort of thing."

He nipped her chin. "I am not," he said indignantly.

Before she could respond, he had covered her lips with his own again, his tongue delving into her mouth. He pushed her down, onto her back, on the bed and moved on top of her, supporting himself on his knees. Dimly, he wondered where these instincts were coming from, but he let himself forget that thought and allow the instincts guide him.

One of his hands trailed up her leg, under her skirt. Her arms were around him, and he felt her fingernails dig into his skin as his fingertips danced lightly across her inner thigh. He moved his hand up a bit more, about to touch her in a way he somehow knew would feel very good, make her his, when her hands suddenly gripped his jacket and pulled, lifting him off her and then tossing him onto his back beside her. He gasped, surprised by the movement, by the sudden show of strength on her part. She sat up hurriedly next to him, instinctively beginning to redo her buttons.

"Kizuna," he said, rising up on his elbows. "Why-"

"No, Yugi, no," she said, finishing with her buttons and rising off the bed. "We can't do this, it's wrong. I want to, Yugi..." She faltered at this. "I mean, no, I don't want to. Just... get out of my bedroom, Yugi, please. We... You don't want to try to do something that you'll regret."

He stared at the back of her head, but she did not turn around. He rose slowly off the bed, feeling stupid, not knowing how to act.

"Okay," he said awkwardly. "I..." He left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Kizuna did not come out of her bedroom the rest of the afternoon.

"Sofu?" Yugi spoke into Kizuna's phone.

"Yugi? Where are you? I heard on the television that the roads were closed, and people were being urged to stay in their homes, and I was worried. Why didn't you call earlier?"

"I'm sorry, Sofu, I... I'm at Komori's apartment, and I just got here. We... We couldn't leave the school for awhile because of the rain and then we tried and the roads were blocked, so we came here. Is the weather supposed to clear anytime soon?"

"Not until late tonight. Yugi," Soguroku's voice became very serious. "You might have to stay the night at your tutor's apartment."

Yugi had not thought of this. That would certainly be awkward now, after what had happened.

"...try anything naughty," Sugoroku was saying when Yugi returned his attention to his grandfather.

"Of course not, Sofu," Yugi said quickly.

"I trust you, Yugi," Sugoroku said jovially. "However, if she tries anything, you have my permission to... go for it!"

Yugi clapped a hand to his forehead. "Well, thank you for that, Sofu," he said sarcastically. "Look, I better go. Komori wants to use this oppurtunity to get some extra studing for the finals in."

"Well, you listen to her. Remember that she's your senior. Call me in the morning, Yugi, okay?"

"Okay. Bye." He hung up the phone, embarrassed by what his grandfather had said about 'going for it.' Well, he certainly had gone for it, and it had done nothing but upset Kizuna and humiliate him. Yugi was engrossed in thinking about this, but could not help but notice Yami appear beside him.

"She's just scared," Yami said. "I told you she was a virgin. I guess we came on too strong."

"I figured it was you guiding me," Yugi said dryly. "Thanks for your help."

"Hey, I'm sorry, Yugi. I got excited, and you did, too."

"Yeah."

"Well," Yami said. "While we're waiting for her to emerge, we at least might as well watch TV or something. If you ask, I say she'll come out of there anytime now, wanting it so bad she'll let you take her right her on the kitchen table."

Yugi shook his head. "I doubt it."

Yugi was right. Kizuna did not emerge at all, let alone raring to go. Evening dragged on into night, and Yugi was stifling a yawn when the door to Kizuna's room finally creaked open.

"Yugi?" Kizuna peeked out of the barely open door. "I... Uh, I got some clothes you can sleep in and a blanket. I hope you don't mind sleeping on the couch."

"Not at all," Yugi lied. "Kizuna, I... I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, Yugi," Kizuna said softly. "It was my fault. I've been flirting with you, encouraging you, and I shouldn't have been. If you were older, Yugi, I would." She seemed embarrassed at this, and tossed the clothes and blanket to him before shutting the door again.

Yugi picked up what he had thrown, finding a pair of boxers, a large Tokyo U. shirt, and a thick blue blanket. He changed hurriedly, feeling embarrassed at undressing in a front room. He curled up on the couch under the blanket, yawning again. The rain still poured outside, the soft sound lulling him to sleep.

He was not quite asleep, though, when Yami came up and ran his fingers across Yugi's cheek. "Don't worry about it, Yugi," he said softly. "You don't need anyone right now anyway. Because I..." Yami did not finish, but he leaned down and pressed his lips to Yugi's, and Yugi was too tired to resist, even when Yami's tongue slid into his mouth. The kiss was so soft, so slow, and added to the sound of the rain, Yugi could not stay awake. He fell asleep while Yami was still kissing him.

*To Be Continued...*

A/N: That was terrible. . Sorry, readers, I'll try to redeem myself with the next chapter.