AN: Believe in the power of Yuugi/Jounouchi.
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He could still vividly recall his first time with Yuugi, even now when everything else was going so wrong, that was the one memory that had remained untainted. He remembered they had been going back to his apartment to work on a school project. On the way home, it started pouring rain, so they were forced to run the rest of the way. Yuugi had slipped somewhere along the way, and Jounouchi being the good best friend, opted to carry him, all the way into his bedroom. At the moment, he figured he had lost his senses, but looking back at it, he could remember everything so clearly. Yuugi's small, dripping wet body was pushed against his, the smaller boy's breath quickened on Jounouchi's lips. Then they kissed. That moment was one of the sweetest Jounouchi could remember; Yuugi's soft, pliable lips pressed against his, moving against his.
He remembered Yuugi had whispered his name, enticing him to come closer. He knew Yuugi had pulled him down onto his bed, kissing him. He remembered the first time he tasted the sweet sensation of Yuugi's neck, absorbing the small sounds of pleasure Yuugi was making beneath him. He reveled in those noises, trying to pull Yuugi closer to him. He remembered Yuugi's gentle kisses to his ear, the unbridled love and trust he could see in those beautiful eyes.
Jounouchi brought himself back to the present moment, looking at the Yuugi sitting next to him now. They had come a long way from their awkward explorations of the first time. They knew each other's bodies so much better now. Yuugi had his eyes fixated on the television screen, eyes which were such a beautiful shade of light violet; those eyes that had studied Jounouchi's body so languorously. Jounouchi's eyes traveled lower to Yuugi's soft, rosy, pliant lips that were currently slightly parted.
Yuugi turned to Jounouchi, offering him a smile. Jounouchi wished things wouldn't have to change. He still loved Yuugi, so very much. He smiled back at him; Yuugi blushed before turning his attention back to the TV. Maybe they could start from the beginning again, once the scars from that damn Malik were gone.
Yuugi placed his hand above his, an innocent enough gesture that Jounouchi only shuddered a little at the initial contact. He was glad Yuugi had chosen his house for their make-up date. He wasn't sure if he would have been able to handle being out in public, especially when he was being so jumpy. Yuugi lightly began to fondle his hand, pressing their fingertips together. A shiver made its way down Jounouchi's spine and he was fairly certain it was the positive kind, even though it had been difficult to tell recently. He entwined his fingers with Yuugi's marveling at the softness of his lover's skin. Yuugi gave his hand a gentle squeeze, rubbing his thumb along the skin between Jounouchi's thumb and forefinger. For a moment Jounouchi cringed, fearing he would pull away from the oh-so-gentle caress. However, he felt no desire to move his hand beyond Yuugi's reach, only a deep longing that started in his stomach, rising steadily to his chest. He looked over at Yuugi, so small and gentle, and allowed himself to smile just for the privilege of being in Yuugi's presence.
He turned his attention back to the movie, some American romantic-comedy that Yuugi had insisted they watch. Their hands stayed intertwined for the rest of the movie, with the occasional fondling by one of them. Jounouchi was very grateful it seemed Yuugi had forgiven him yet he knew the real test would come later. Yuugi's mother came into the room just as the movie finished. "Do you boys think you could go upstairs? I have a few things I need to take care of down here and I don't want you getting in the way."
Jounouchi froze for a moment, knowing there was only one place upstairs they could go to. "Sure thing, mom," Yuugi eagerly agreed, standing up, pulling on Jounouchi's hand.
Jounouchi followed him grimly, nodding to Yuugi's mom as they passed. "Try to keep it down, okay?"
Jounouchi couldn't miss Yuugi's devious little grin as they disappeared upstairs. He swallowed hard, hoping Yuugi wouldn't be expecting too much from him. Nearly every caress sent him back to his time with Malik and Yuugi didn't even know what was causing him to act the way he did. That didn't seem to daunt the smaller boy much as he led Jounouchi up to his room, letting go of his hand only one the door was shut behind them. Jounouchi pulled the chair out from Yuugi's desk, feeling that was the safest place for him to be.
Yuugi, on the other hand, made straight for his bed, turning to face Jounouchi as he sat down. Jounouchi watched him, unable to remove his eyes from such a perfect sight. Yuugi cocked his head to the side, legs slightly spread, one hand resting on his thigh, the other running through his hair. It was inviting, enticing, arousing… How could he possibly refuse such an offer? Yuugi was so precious and drop-dead gorgeous; most importantly, he was his and willing to forgive him for everything he had done. He crossed the room, grabbing hold of the hand in Yuugi's hair and planting a kiss on the back of it. He was determined to go through with this, to remind Yuugi of how much he loved him.
Yuugi smiled secretively up at him, caressing his hand as he lowered himself down to the bed. Jounouchi followed him, enraptured by those eyes that held the key to his heart. "I love you," Yuugi murmured, running his fingers through Jounouchi's hair.
Jounouchi put each knee on either side of Yuugi, placing his hands just above the smaller boy's shoulders. When you really loved someone, you could overcome the scars left by someone like Malik, right? He believed he could and he was about to prove it. He lowered himself to Yuugi, brushing his lips softly against his lover's. He tensed, expecting some awful memory to come out of the shadows. His muscles realized none were coming and he pressed the full length of his body against Yuugi's. The moment was going so wonderful; he knew if he kept this up there would be no problems.
Yuugi grabbed hold of his bottom lip, nipping it gently, a common occurrence in their previous love-making. Jounouchi hastily pulled away as the shadows of memory returned to him, causing him to retreat to the other side of the bed. His breathing was labored and his heartbeat quickened as he tried to sort things out. He didn't dare to look at Yuugi; he didn't think he would be able to stand the hurt expression that would most be certainly be evident on his lover's face. His fingers clutched at the sheets, rubbing the fabric between his thumb and forefinger. "Yuugi, I…" He paused, his mind groping for the words that weren't there, the excuse that couldn't be made.
"Jounouchi-kun…" Jounouchi tightly shut his eyes, desperately fighting back tears, trying to block out the sound of Yuugi's tender voice. He made a wish, a wish to go back in time and stay far away from that "Namu." Leave Bakura to fend for himself and salvage his relationship with Yuugi. His love was much more precious. Yuugi crawled over to him, slipping his arms around his waist and burying his face in his stomach. Jounouchi opened his eyes, gasping for breath as he stared up at the ceiling. He blinked as the tears began to fall, a few landing softly on Yuugi's delicate hair. Jounouchi slowly raised his arms, tentatively placing them around Yuugi's small body.
"Jounouchi-kun," Yuugi breathed again, wrapping his arms tighter around the blonde. Jounouchi loved the sound of Yuugi's voice and he longed to remove the pain from it. Yet he still couldn't destroy Yuugi's innocence by relating what had happened with Malik. He would just have to work through this problem on his own and pray Yuugi would still love him when it was all over. Yuugi rubbed his face against Jounouchi's stomach, causing him to feel a tingling sensation that started in his toes and worked its way up to his neck. "Jounouchi-kun, what's wrong? Don't you find me attractive anymore?"
Jounouchi sharply took in a breath, finally understanding why Yuugi had been so upset. The answer was revealed by that simple question in which Yuugi had bared his soul. "No, that's not it." He put his hand under Yuugi's chin, lifted the teen's face until their eyes met. Yuugi's beautiful eyes were tear-rimmed; his head was cocked slightly to the side as his wide eyes looked pleadingly up at Jounouchi. "You're beautiful Yuugi," he whispered, giving a half-attempted reassuring smile to his little lover.
"Let me rephrase the question," Yuugi said, closing his eyes and pulling away from Jounouchi. Jounouchi's fingers twitched as he let his hand fall to the bed. "Do you not find me sexually attractive anymore?" The second question was most certainly different from the first and was obviously weighed more heavily pm Yuugi's mind.
Jounouchi's eyes widened, appalled at the idea Yuugi could think of such a thing. Of course, he understood perfectly where well where Yuugi was coming from. His actions did point to a lack of sexual attraction, not through any choice of his own. "Oh Yuugi. That's not true," he murmured. Pulling the boy closer to him and burying his in his hair. He pressed Yuugi's body tightly against his, breathing in the scent of his lover's hair. There was no way Yuugi could be confused about Jounouchi's sexual feelings for him now.
"Then why?" Yuugi sobbed, tears streaming down his cheeks. He shifted his arms, wrapping them tighter around Jounouchi's waist, placing his hand on Jounouchi's lower back, barely pushing the blonde's shirt up.
Jounouchi didn't have an answer for him, at least one he was willing to reveal. He didn't want Yuugi to feel any more pain. He pulled himself away from the smaller boy, closing his eyes as he absorbed Yuugi's pained gasp. He shifted his position, burying his face in Yuugi's neck. He made his way down Yuugi's body, coming to rest at his stomach. He slid his arms around Yuugi's body, rubbing his forehead against Yuugi's shirt. "Just hold me," he begged, longing for Yuugi to touch him.
He feared Yuugi would reject him, reject him in the same way Jounouchi had been rejecting him recently. He really couldn't blame him if he did. A lack of acceptance would be perfectly understandable. However, his fears were unnecessary. Yuugi wrapped his arms around Jounouchi's neck, buying one hand deep within the blonde strands. Jounouchi sighed, giving into the gentle caress. He enjoyed the feel of Yuugi's hands, the gentle way Yuugi knew all the spots to make him feel special. He closed his eyes, his thoughts slowly drifting away from him. The last thing he remembered was Yuugi whispering sweet words of love to him.
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Jounouchi couldn't remember a time when he had felt more protected then when he had woken in Yuugi's arms. Yuugi's slender arms were still wrapped around his neck, one hand buried in his hair. Jounouchi's head rose and fell with the gentle rhythm of Yuugi's breathing, a soothing motion that threatened to send his semi-conscious mind back to slumber. He shifted his position, stretching as he rolled onto his side. He felt Yuugi stir beneath him, a sure sign the smaller boy was waking up.
He watched Yuugi as best as he could, a difficult task considering his position. Yuugi slowly opened his eyes, subconsciously running his hand through Jounouchi's hair. "Good morning," Jounouchi said once Yuugi's eyes had captured him in their radiance.
Yuugi smiled faintly, ruffling Jounouchi's hair before letting his hands fall to the bed. "Good morning, Jounouchi-kun." Jounouchi took the opportunity to sit up, keeping his thigh aligned with Yuugi's. "Did you sleep well?" Oddly enough, yes. That was the first night since the incidence he hadn't dreamt about his time with Malik. Being in Yuugi's arms had made him feel safe in ways he couldn't recall. He nodded his response to Yuugi's question. "That's good," Yuugi mumbled, his arm slinking around Jounouchi's waist.
Jounouchi hesitantly placed his arm around Yuugi's shoulders, lightly caressing Yuugi's upper arm. Yuugi sighed, cuddling closer to Jounouchi, causing a shiver to work its way through the blonde's body. "I'm sorry, Yuugi," he whispered, kissing the top of Yuugi's head.
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