Title: Sticks and Stones
Author: Ayakaishi Fei
E-mail: Ken_Dai_Love@hotmail.com
Rating: Overall R
Category: AU. Romance. Drama. Slight Humour.
Warnings: Shounen-ai. Shoujo ai. Language. SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE OF THE SAME SEX.
Pairings: Yami x Yuugi, Malik x Bakura, Mai x Shizuka, Jou x Seto.
Summary: Yuugi is an ordinary university student, with an alter ego who's in love with him, a bisexual room-mate with an overactive libido, an annoying fangirl, a bully and a pair of sex-obsessed stalkers. Oh, and his grandfather owns the university. Perfectly ordinary, right? SLASH. YYxY.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yugioh, Bakura and Malik would have gotten it on, Anzu would have gotten laid, and Mai would have walked around topless - because damn that girl has nice "assets". You can assume from the lack of these things that I don't.
Authors Notes: I was politely informed that I haven't used the correct spelling/names for certain characters - but I'm not going to change them, because I don't want to confuse anyone by changing the spelling. I've noticed that there are a lot of variations, so I'm just going to assume you'll be able to guess who I'm talking about. I also got my first flame! *dances happily* I've kinda wanted one of them for a while now - but it was very disappointing. I was hoping for something slightly creative - or at the least an e-mail address so that I could clarify what it was that was 'eew' about the first chapter.
I'm also going to apologise for taking so long to update - I had my finals to sit, (one left to go now - wish me luck!) and I desperately needed to study, so that I could pass them to pass year 12. I'd say expect the next one sooner... but I have the gay/les festival in Adelaide next week, then graduation and my senior prom/formal. So yeah - RL is momentarily more important. If I can get into the swing of things however, I should be able to get the damn thing finished over the summer vacation before I go to university. That said - Enjoy the chapter.
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Yuugi groaned his stomach lurching as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. Yami's proportionately longer legs were tangled with his own beneath his blankets, and his alter-ego had a slender arm draped over his waist, his hand almost indecently close to Yuugi's groin.
"Ow... My head..." Yuugi managed to moan, feeling a wave of nausea sweep over him, "What happened last night?"
Yami smirked at him, far too indulgently for someone who'd just woken up, his fingers dancing lightly over Yuugi's silk boxer shorts, 'You got very, very drunk little Yuugi. How are you feeling?'
"...Kill me?" Yuugi replied, feeling that the statement was self- explanatory.
Yami chuckled darkly, 'Oh no, last night was much too fun - you're such a slut when you're drunk. Believe me when I say I enjoyed every second of our lovemaking.'
Yuugi's eyes narrowed as he glared at the crimson-eyed boy whose hand was rhythmically petting his groin, "How the fuck would you know? You're a figment of my imagination, you couldn't possibly remember something that I don't."
Yami's hand stilled, 'I'm a figment of *your* imagination? How can you be so sure that you're not a figment of *my* imagination Yuugi-chan?'
Yuugi opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a tired groan, "You're confusing me. I'm too hungover to fight with you."
Yami purred, 'Well we don't have to fight, I could always... fuck your brains out again, ne?'
Jou stirred across the room just as Yuugi moaned in response to Yami's skilful ministrations, arching off the bed before falling back into his familiar furrow to grant Yami better access. The older boys face, paler than usual, peered out groggily from under the mound of dark blue blankets he had piled onto his snug futon, and he blinked a few times at the sight in front of him.
Yami noticed and grinned darkly, 'Hm, I think your little room mate is waking up... Shall we put on a show for him Hikari?'
Although certain parts of Yuugi seemed quite content to rise to Yami's challenge, the amethyst-eyed boy was unable to give himself fully to his lover knowing he had an audience. Yami might perhaps have been able to convince him otherwise, had Jou not chosen that moment to speak.
"You awake Yug?"
Yuugi felt his face flush as Yami, unbeknownst to Jou, suckled quite contently on the smaller boy's collarbone, "I-yeah. I'm awake now..."
Jou grinned at him, "That's good. You woke me up last night - must've been some dream you were having! 'Oh Yami - harder - fuck - stop fucking with me you asshole'. I've never heard anyone sleep talk - or moan - quite so clearly. I was almost jealous."
Yuugi's face went from rosy pink to bright lobster red as Jou's words sunk in and he turned wide amethyst eyes on his lover, '...You didn't... Not with Jou in the room... Please tell me we didn't!'
Yami smirked, 'When has company ever stopped me from doing anything, Yuugi dearest? You came home and you begged me to make love to you. How could I refuse such a... satisfying request?'
"Oh Gods - What else happened last night?" Yuugi stared at his still- smirking lover in horrified realisation as the contents of his stomach curdled sourly within it.
"Little Yuugi doesn't remember his big night out?" Jou's voice was rough still, probably because he'd only just woken up, and teasing. "You made quite the spectacle of yourself-" Jou cut himself off, yawning, and Yuugi took the opportunity to drag his sorry carcass out of bed, blushing when he realised that aside from his boxers he was as stark naked as his "nonexistent" lover.
Hastily snatching one of his blankets and wrapping it around himself, Yuugi made a break for the bathroom, "We'll be in the shower."
Jou nodded, "Okay - wake me up when you get out."
Yuugi nodded in return, but Jou had already buried his head back under his blankets, either feigning sleep or managing to slip back into unconsciousness uncannily easily.
Yuugi shut the door to the bathroom behind him, and dropped both the blanket and his boxers, turning to examine his reflection in the mirror. His face was as pale as Jou's, with an "attractive" green tinge, and there were dark circles under his eyes. His lips appeared to be slightly stained, and his hair was a mess, the unkempt black, crimson and blond dyed strands were sticking out in every direction around his pale face.
'Yes darling, a shower would be a good idea,' Yami smirked at him from his perch on the bathtub. He'd been on the bed last time Yuugi had seen him, and he hadn't physically followed Yuugi through the door, he was just there. If he thought deeply on the matter, Yuugi conceded that it might seem odd, but he was used to Yami's quirks, and his inconstant presence was one of the first things Yuugi had learnt to accept.
Yami tended to show up when it was most inconvenient, or when Yuugi was the most stressed out or bored. Despite Yami's sarcasm and occasional cruelty, the arrangement was satisfactory to Yuugi, and he couldn't imagine living without Yami. The thought of having his head and his thoughts all to himself made him shudder - how did other people live with all that empty space in the back of their heads?
Seeing Yami was oddly like looking into a mirror, albeit a distorted one. He was at least three inches taller than Yuugi, perhaps 5'6 or 5'7. Not tall, by any stretch of the imagination, but tall enough that he looked his age. His features, which mirrored Yuugi's, were harder, and his eyes were crimson. He was, Yuugi reflected, the person who Yuugi wished he could be, and at the same time he was also the only person Yuugi had ever loved, aside from his family.
Shaking his head to clear it of the thoughts, Yuugi made his way to the shower and turned both taps until the spray of water pelted down to the white tiles like needles. Yami's lightly tanned hands curved around his stomach, contrasting with his lighter skin, before they dipped down to trace tiny circles on his thighs - teasingly close to his crotch and dangerously arousing.
Still naked Yami ground seductively against him, 'Are we showering or am I going to have to make love to you on the toilet again?'
Yuugi's face flushed as his boyfriend reminded him of an incident much better forgotten. "We're showering, just let me get the temperature right!"
'Mm, but I'm ever so impatient dearest,' Yami's fingers tweaked his nipples, and his teeth and tongue toyed with Yuugi's earlobe in a manner which was guaranteed to distract the smaller spiky haired boy from the shower. Yuugi grimaced, pushing his taller lover off of him,
"Stop distracting me! If you want to shower with me you have to wait for me to get the water to a decent temperature," Yuugi tested the water, and tweaked one of the taps slightly further to the right, "There. Done. Happy now?"
'Oh, without doubt cupcake...' Yami smirked and pushed Yuugi backwards into the shower, chuckling darkly when the boys back hit the wall with an audible thump.
"Fuck!" Yuugi cussed, amethyst eyes narrowing, "That hurt Yami!"
Yami's hands cupped his rear, drawing one leg up to hook around the taller boys waist, 'Oh really? You know what else hurts Yuugi-chan...? Because I could give you a demonstration if you don't.'
Yuugi, caught between frustration and desire, made an animal noise and ground his groin hard against his partners, "Stop being such a fucking tease and get on with it already!"
'My little princess likes the pain does he?' Yami cooed, 'Aw, c'mon princess, spread your legs for me, love.'
Yuugi savagely bit into Yami's neck, until he could taste the coppery tang of his lover's blood, before pulling away to meet his mirror-image's lips in a kiss that tasted of blood and pain and need.
"Fuck me." Yuugi's words were flat - an order to his smirking partner. Yami obliged, using the water and his fingers to prepare the boy.
It hurt, but at the same time it did not. Yuugi never knew quite how he was able to make love to a "figment of his imagination", but so long as he never dwelled upon the idea it didn't bother him.
When he released, covering his lower stomach, and his partners, in the sticky white liquid Yami followed him into oblivion. And then Yuugi opened his eyes and realised he was standing alone in his shower, the cum on his fingers and stomach slowly disappearing down the drain.
He turned off the water and snagged a towel from the shelf where he'd left one the previous day. After drying himself as quickly as possible he slung the towel around his hips and left the bathroom, a cloud of steam billowing behind him.
"It's all yours Jou."
Jou rolled out of bed, landing on the floor before he managed to pull himself upright, "Thanks."
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"Give me an A! Give me an M! What does it stand for? Anzu Mazaki!" Anzu Mazaki chirped, ignoring all the freaked out looks she was receiving. Her shoulder length brown hair had been pulled into childish pigtails - tied with blue ribbon that matched the cheerleader outfit she was wearing. Her dark blue eyes had been accented with pink eye-shadow, and she was wearing pale shimmering pink lip gloss.
The outfit in itself would not have been out of place... had she been a cheerleader. Unfortunately she was at an Australian university, and the lack of cheerleaders in universities, and indeed, in Australia, meant that she stood out quite a lot. By now, however, most people were used to the "freaky-costume-girl" who was best avoided if at all possible.
"And this is the student lounge." Jou said, leading Yuugi into the only place the younger boy honestly hadn't ever seen on campus, just as the girl jumped off of the bar and onto the carpeted floor with a triumphant crow. A handful of students were scattered around the room, although none were quite as... scary... as Anzu.
Her short pigtails flew out beside her as she skipped towards Yuugi and Jou, glomping onto Jou's arm and grinning widely, "Hi Jou! Did you sleep with any boys last night?"
Jou shook his head, grinning tolerantly at the odd looking girl, "I'm afraid not Anz."
Anzu frowned, her glimmering pink lips twisted to show her displeasure, "Damnit Jounouchi, how the hell am I supposed to prove my theory if you don't sleep with all the straight males on campus. And all the gay ones for that matter. And any bisexuals..."
Yuugi spoke up for the first time, shrinking away from the girl a little, before hesitantly venturing a single word, "Theory?"
Anzu beamed, sensing a new victim, "Yes, I'm trying to prove a proposition! All men are innately attracted to other men. So far I have a 60% success rate. What's your type of man?"
Yuugi swallowed nervously, "Uh... I really don't think that's any of your business."
"Oh pooh. Of course it is - it's for my sociology thesis."
Jou rolled his eyes, "Yuugi, this psycho is Anzu. She is what we, the gay community, describe as a rabid yaoi fangirl. She is under the impression that all boys secretly or not so secretly fantasise about other males, and her mission is to convert every male on campus, and capture it all on video to prove her thesis. It's best to ignore her - she's more than mildly delusional."
Anzu clutched his arm tighter, "You say that now, but one day, when you can have your pick of any boy on campus, you'll be thanking me Jounouchi Katsuya!"
"You keep telling yourself that princess," Jou told the girl, and Yuugi winced as the pet name brought back memories of Yami's... affectionate teasing. Jou managed to free his arm, and apparently catching sight of someone else he knew, strode off towards the other side of the room still talking. "Anyway, most of the students tend to come here between lectures - you can get drinks at the bar, you can study, and there's a TV around here somewhere too."
Yuugi followed the taller blond hurriedly, leaving the petite brunette to scribble furiously in her notepad. Jou grinned impishly at Yuugi as he reached one of the couches across the room, and, gesturing for Yuugi to follow his lead, took a seat next to an attractive looking black-haired boy and draped his arm around the boy's broad shoulders.
Yuugi shuffled forward hesitantly, not wanting to intrude, but the black haired boy ignored his uncertainty and yanked the smaller boy into his lap roughly, gazing down at him with remarkable deep green eyes, "Hello again little Yuugi."
Yuugi stared up at the boy in bewilderment, "Have we met?"
Green eyes crinkled, and the boy let out a low seductive bubble of laughter, "Well you were pretty wasted last night so I suppose I can forgive you for not remembering me... Otogi Ryouji at your service."
"Oh, ah, nice to meet you." Yuugi offered his hand weakly, wondering what the hell he'd done last night to receive such an... interesting reception.
Otogi drew Yuugi's hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the pulse point just above Yuugi's palm, his glittering eyes never leaving Yuugi's, "That was some table dance you did last night little one, perhaps some day you could give me a... more private dance...?"
Yuugi pulled his hand away as if it had been scalded, falling off of Otogi's lap and onto the carpeted floor, "I'm sorry, but no. I don't think that - you really shouldn't ask me to do things like that. I was drunk!"
Otogi's face fell, "So you weren't interested at all?"
Yuugi flushed deeply and shook his head, "N-no. I'm really not that sort of, you know, person. Alcohol makes me do strange things."
Yami snarled at Otogi, not bothering to take physical form when he voiced his possessive response, 'Stay away from what's mine slut, or I will personally dismember you. I will slice up your testes with the finest of razors - until your privates are covered crimson with your blood. I will take that self same razor blade and use it to fuck your unstretched opening until you plead for me to stop - and then I will have you drawn and quartered, while your heart still beats within your chest - if you touch what is mine.'
Yuugi shivered imperceptibly as the words sent a chill down his spine. He loved Yami, and he knew that his alter ego had a far stronger claim than any other living soul over his heart and body, but sometimes Yami's words made his heart stop in his chest.
Jou smiled, oblivious, and drew the black haired boy closer to kiss him. Otogi obliged, and the surprise of seeing the two of them together forced Yuugi's uneasiness to the back of his mind. The kiss lasted only a few seconds, and then Otogi pulled away and stood up, "I have a lecture across campus, some other time maybe? Bye Jou, Yuugi. I'll catch up with you later."
Jou waved and Yuugi blinked stupidly as the young man left, leaving the lingering scent of his cologne heavy in the air. "W-was that your... boyfriend?"
Jou snorted, and shook his head, "Otogi? My boyfriend? Fuck no. He's the biggest slut on campus - we just screw each other occasionally. Like when the pickings get slim, if you know what I mean."
"Oh." Yuugi nodded, as if he understood, and swiftly changed the subject, "So, um... what do we do now?"
Jou shrugged, "Well you could tell me what you're majoring in - we never got around to that last night did we?"
"Oh! Well I'm actually majoring in Psychology - but I'm doing a double degree - I'm doing a Bachelor of Arts as well."
"No shit? Me too - Bachelor of Arts! What subjects?"
"Uh, Philosophy, Latin, Sociology and Modern European History."
"Ooh, I'm doing History too! Excellent! Have you got Inkster as your lecturer?"
"Yes, I do."
"Oh great!" Jou slung an arm around Yuugi's shoulder, dragging the boy to his feet and slowly leading him to the door, "You'll love him - he's the best!"
Yuugi nodded, he wasn't about to say anything to Jou, but Inkster was one of the main reasons he'd chosen to do history. The man was a good friend of his grandfathers, and he had tutored Yuugi all throughout high school.
It only took them a few minutes to reach the classroom and when they arrived Yuugi couldn't help the broad grin that took over his face - he'd been here, in this classroom, too many times to count - but it was different coming here as a student. He could sit in a desk that was rightfully his, rather than sitting to the side behind the lecturers desk.
"If it isn't the man of the hour - nice table-dance you did last night Yuugi!" An unfamiliar voice greeted the two boys, and Yuugi looked up in horrified bewilderment.
"Mm, oh yeah... want to give me a lap dance honey? I have a table right here," Another young man chimed in, patting the desk in front of him.
Yuugi felt his cheeks heat up as Professor Inkster chuckled at the chattering students, "Now, now, boys, nobody does anything quite like that in my class. Mr Katsuya, I assume, and Mr Motou. I'm quite aware that you had a... busy night last night, but unless you want your grandfather to find out about it Mr "I-Like-to-Dance-On-Tables" Motou, I recommend both of you take your seats so that I can start teaching."
"Of course Professor," Yuugi murmured, shame-faced.
"Good. Don't be late again Yuugi."
"I won't." Yuugi tugged Jou towards the two closest seats that were both unoccupied and next to each other. He plopped into his seat, and Jou sat down to his right. He'd just pulled out his binder and pen when the girl sitting to his left jabbed him with her pen.
"Hey!" Her voice was soft, but it held the same seductive edge he'd noted in Bakura and Malik's. He surveyed her warily, her hair was a deep chocolatey colour, and it fell in waves over her pale shoulders. Her eyes were an alarming shade of amber brown, and her bangs were snow white. She was also dressed in distressingly little - not a typical outfit to wear to class.
"What?"
"D'you want to have a threesome?" The girl smiled, or rather smirked, her fingers idly tugging at one of her snowy bangs.
Yuugi choked, his violet eyes widening, which caused Jou to look over at the hyperventilating boy.
"What?!" Yuugi's voice was as choked as his cough had been, and it was barely louder than a whisper, but the girl didn't seem to mind.
"Do you want to have a threesome?" She repeated, loud enough for the students around them to hear, "I rather think you heard me before given your reaction - so maybe you want an explanation?"
Yuugi nodded, still trying to breathe, as the undeniably seductive girl continued without pause,
"My girlfriend is hot - don't get me wrong - but, well, kind of boring. I think we need to spice up our relationship. My ex, Anzu, told me you give a killer lap-dance. Suffice it to say I'm interested."
Yuugi paled, his stomach churning unpleasantly. Yami had told him plenty of times that he was far from unpleasant looking, and having seen his own features reflected back at him in Yami, he couldn't deny that he found himself... well, above average in terms of attractiveness, but this? Quite frankly it was ridiculous - and Yami, damn him, seemed quite taken with the girls appallingly tawdry offer of sex.
Jou leaned over, his dark eyes boring into the girls large elaborately made up golden ones, "No way Sedra. He's one of mine."
The girl's features hardened, and she leant forward, "So? I only want him for a night - two at the most. You have plenty of other toys."
Yami glared, 'You are Mine. Nobody else touches you - particularly not that dog you call a room mate. Tell him to stop claiming you, or I will hurt him.'
Yuugi swallowed nervously, "Jou, I'm not yours. I have a boyfriend, and your constant 'claims' on my body are starting to upset him."
Jou looked apologetic, "Oh, right. Sorry Yug - I didn't mean to upset anyone, you're just a good friend - I don't want you getting hurt."
The girl seemed to take encouragement from his chastisement of Jou, and leaned over again, crushing her ample bosom between her arms to increase her cleavage, "Well how about you and this boyfriend of yours join us some time? We could have some fun... all four of us..."
Before Yuugi could answer however, a figure dressed in tight pants and vest which showed off a perfectly toned chest and a flat stomach had answered for him, his slender fingers pulling the girls pointed chin up so that she was forced to look at him, lips pouting sullenly.
"It's not going to happen."
"Malik," The girl breathed out coldly, eyes narrowed for a moment, then she shook her head, her voice returning to normal, "So you want me to leave him alone?"
"Yes." Malik's voice was cold, and his lavender eyes were frozen, but the girl didn't see to notice.
"It'll cost you..."
"I know."
The girl beamed, and winked at Yuugi, blowing him a kiss. Yuugi shuddered, but she'd already returned her attention to Malik, "You owe me a virgin."
Malik sighed, and handed her a piece of paper, "Here. Bitch."
"Thanks lovely," She kissed the taller boy chastely, and, after a few words to the Professor, dashed out of the room.
Yuugi let his gaze rest on Malik for a moment, as the other boy took Sedra's seat, then, when Malik turned to leer at him, returned his gaze to the front
Something about the pale golden haired boy made him uneasy, and Jou's cold glare towards the blond didn't help matters in the slightest.
He just wanted History to be over, so he could run away somewhere and hide. He just wanted to be alone with Yami. Yami may have been complex, but he was never complicated - and, he was familiar, not strange and disturbing as Malik, Bakura, Otogi, Sedra and even Jou seemed to be.
Yuugi picked up his pencil and started to take notes, ignoring the disconcerting gazes of the two boys sitting next to him.
End Chapter Two
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Author: Ayakaishi Fei
E-mail: Ken_Dai_Love@hotmail.com
Rating: Overall R
Category: AU. Romance. Drama. Slight Humour.
Warnings: Shounen-ai. Shoujo ai. Language. SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE OF THE SAME SEX.
Pairings: Yami x Yuugi, Malik x Bakura, Mai x Shizuka, Jou x Seto.
Summary: Yuugi is an ordinary university student, with an alter ego who's in love with him, a bisexual room-mate with an overactive libido, an annoying fangirl, a bully and a pair of sex-obsessed stalkers. Oh, and his grandfather owns the university. Perfectly ordinary, right? SLASH. YYxY.
Disclaimer: If I owned Yugioh, Bakura and Malik would have gotten it on, Anzu would have gotten laid, and Mai would have walked around topless - because damn that girl has nice "assets". You can assume from the lack of these things that I don't.
Authors Notes: I was politely informed that I haven't used the correct spelling/names for certain characters - but I'm not going to change them, because I don't want to confuse anyone by changing the spelling. I've noticed that there are a lot of variations, so I'm just going to assume you'll be able to guess who I'm talking about. I also got my first flame! *dances happily* I've kinda wanted one of them for a while now - but it was very disappointing. I was hoping for something slightly creative - or at the least an e-mail address so that I could clarify what it was that was 'eew' about the first chapter.
I'm also going to apologise for taking so long to update - I had my finals to sit, (one left to go now - wish me luck!) and I desperately needed to study, so that I could pass them to pass year 12. I'd say expect the next one sooner... but I have the gay/les festival in Adelaide next week, then graduation and my senior prom/formal. So yeah - RL is momentarily more important. If I can get into the swing of things however, I should be able to get the damn thing finished over the summer vacation before I go to university. That said - Enjoy the chapter.
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Yuugi groaned his stomach lurching as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. Yami's proportionately longer legs were tangled with his own beneath his blankets, and his alter-ego had a slender arm draped over his waist, his hand almost indecently close to Yuugi's groin.
"Ow... My head..." Yuugi managed to moan, feeling a wave of nausea sweep over him, "What happened last night?"
Yami smirked at him, far too indulgently for someone who'd just woken up, his fingers dancing lightly over Yuugi's silk boxer shorts, 'You got very, very drunk little Yuugi. How are you feeling?'
"...Kill me?" Yuugi replied, feeling that the statement was self- explanatory.
Yami chuckled darkly, 'Oh no, last night was much too fun - you're such a slut when you're drunk. Believe me when I say I enjoyed every second of our lovemaking.'
Yuugi's eyes narrowed as he glared at the crimson-eyed boy whose hand was rhythmically petting his groin, "How the fuck would you know? You're a figment of my imagination, you couldn't possibly remember something that I don't."
Yami's hand stilled, 'I'm a figment of *your* imagination? How can you be so sure that you're not a figment of *my* imagination Yuugi-chan?'
Yuugi opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a tired groan, "You're confusing me. I'm too hungover to fight with you."
Yami purred, 'Well we don't have to fight, I could always... fuck your brains out again, ne?'
Jou stirred across the room just as Yuugi moaned in response to Yami's skilful ministrations, arching off the bed before falling back into his familiar furrow to grant Yami better access. The older boys face, paler than usual, peered out groggily from under the mound of dark blue blankets he had piled onto his snug futon, and he blinked a few times at the sight in front of him.
Yami noticed and grinned darkly, 'Hm, I think your little room mate is waking up... Shall we put on a show for him Hikari?'
Although certain parts of Yuugi seemed quite content to rise to Yami's challenge, the amethyst-eyed boy was unable to give himself fully to his lover knowing he had an audience. Yami might perhaps have been able to convince him otherwise, had Jou not chosen that moment to speak.
"You awake Yug?"
Yuugi felt his face flush as Yami, unbeknownst to Jou, suckled quite contently on the smaller boy's collarbone, "I-yeah. I'm awake now..."
Jou grinned at him, "That's good. You woke me up last night - must've been some dream you were having! 'Oh Yami - harder - fuck - stop fucking with me you asshole'. I've never heard anyone sleep talk - or moan - quite so clearly. I was almost jealous."
Yuugi's face went from rosy pink to bright lobster red as Jou's words sunk in and he turned wide amethyst eyes on his lover, '...You didn't... Not with Jou in the room... Please tell me we didn't!'
Yami smirked, 'When has company ever stopped me from doing anything, Yuugi dearest? You came home and you begged me to make love to you. How could I refuse such a... satisfying request?'
"Oh Gods - What else happened last night?" Yuugi stared at his still- smirking lover in horrified realisation as the contents of his stomach curdled sourly within it.
"Little Yuugi doesn't remember his big night out?" Jou's voice was rough still, probably because he'd only just woken up, and teasing. "You made quite the spectacle of yourself-" Jou cut himself off, yawning, and Yuugi took the opportunity to drag his sorry carcass out of bed, blushing when he realised that aside from his boxers he was as stark naked as his "nonexistent" lover.
Hastily snatching one of his blankets and wrapping it around himself, Yuugi made a break for the bathroom, "We'll be in the shower."
Jou nodded, "Okay - wake me up when you get out."
Yuugi nodded in return, but Jou had already buried his head back under his blankets, either feigning sleep or managing to slip back into unconsciousness uncannily easily.
Yuugi shut the door to the bathroom behind him, and dropped both the blanket and his boxers, turning to examine his reflection in the mirror. His face was as pale as Jou's, with an "attractive" green tinge, and there were dark circles under his eyes. His lips appeared to be slightly stained, and his hair was a mess, the unkempt black, crimson and blond dyed strands were sticking out in every direction around his pale face.
'Yes darling, a shower would be a good idea,' Yami smirked at him from his perch on the bathtub. He'd been on the bed last time Yuugi had seen him, and he hadn't physically followed Yuugi through the door, he was just there. If he thought deeply on the matter, Yuugi conceded that it might seem odd, but he was used to Yami's quirks, and his inconstant presence was one of the first things Yuugi had learnt to accept.
Yami tended to show up when it was most inconvenient, or when Yuugi was the most stressed out or bored. Despite Yami's sarcasm and occasional cruelty, the arrangement was satisfactory to Yuugi, and he couldn't imagine living without Yami. The thought of having his head and his thoughts all to himself made him shudder - how did other people live with all that empty space in the back of their heads?
Seeing Yami was oddly like looking into a mirror, albeit a distorted one. He was at least three inches taller than Yuugi, perhaps 5'6 or 5'7. Not tall, by any stretch of the imagination, but tall enough that he looked his age. His features, which mirrored Yuugi's, were harder, and his eyes were crimson. He was, Yuugi reflected, the person who Yuugi wished he could be, and at the same time he was also the only person Yuugi had ever loved, aside from his family.
Shaking his head to clear it of the thoughts, Yuugi made his way to the shower and turned both taps until the spray of water pelted down to the white tiles like needles. Yami's lightly tanned hands curved around his stomach, contrasting with his lighter skin, before they dipped down to trace tiny circles on his thighs - teasingly close to his crotch and dangerously arousing.
Still naked Yami ground seductively against him, 'Are we showering or am I going to have to make love to you on the toilet again?'
Yuugi's face flushed as his boyfriend reminded him of an incident much better forgotten. "We're showering, just let me get the temperature right!"
'Mm, but I'm ever so impatient dearest,' Yami's fingers tweaked his nipples, and his teeth and tongue toyed with Yuugi's earlobe in a manner which was guaranteed to distract the smaller spiky haired boy from the shower. Yuugi grimaced, pushing his taller lover off of him,
"Stop distracting me! If you want to shower with me you have to wait for me to get the water to a decent temperature," Yuugi tested the water, and tweaked one of the taps slightly further to the right, "There. Done. Happy now?"
'Oh, without doubt cupcake...' Yami smirked and pushed Yuugi backwards into the shower, chuckling darkly when the boys back hit the wall with an audible thump.
"Fuck!" Yuugi cussed, amethyst eyes narrowing, "That hurt Yami!"
Yami's hands cupped his rear, drawing one leg up to hook around the taller boys waist, 'Oh really? You know what else hurts Yuugi-chan...? Because I could give you a demonstration if you don't.'
Yuugi, caught between frustration and desire, made an animal noise and ground his groin hard against his partners, "Stop being such a fucking tease and get on with it already!"
'My little princess likes the pain does he?' Yami cooed, 'Aw, c'mon princess, spread your legs for me, love.'
Yuugi savagely bit into Yami's neck, until he could taste the coppery tang of his lover's blood, before pulling away to meet his mirror-image's lips in a kiss that tasted of blood and pain and need.
"Fuck me." Yuugi's words were flat - an order to his smirking partner. Yami obliged, using the water and his fingers to prepare the boy.
It hurt, but at the same time it did not. Yuugi never knew quite how he was able to make love to a "figment of his imagination", but so long as he never dwelled upon the idea it didn't bother him.
When he released, covering his lower stomach, and his partners, in the sticky white liquid Yami followed him into oblivion. And then Yuugi opened his eyes and realised he was standing alone in his shower, the cum on his fingers and stomach slowly disappearing down the drain.
He turned off the water and snagged a towel from the shelf where he'd left one the previous day. After drying himself as quickly as possible he slung the towel around his hips and left the bathroom, a cloud of steam billowing behind him.
"It's all yours Jou."
Jou rolled out of bed, landing on the floor before he managed to pull himself upright, "Thanks."
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"Give me an A! Give me an M! What does it stand for? Anzu Mazaki!" Anzu Mazaki chirped, ignoring all the freaked out looks she was receiving. Her shoulder length brown hair had been pulled into childish pigtails - tied with blue ribbon that matched the cheerleader outfit she was wearing. Her dark blue eyes had been accented with pink eye-shadow, and she was wearing pale shimmering pink lip gloss.
The outfit in itself would not have been out of place... had she been a cheerleader. Unfortunately she was at an Australian university, and the lack of cheerleaders in universities, and indeed, in Australia, meant that she stood out quite a lot. By now, however, most people were used to the "freaky-costume-girl" who was best avoided if at all possible.
"And this is the student lounge." Jou said, leading Yuugi into the only place the younger boy honestly hadn't ever seen on campus, just as the girl jumped off of the bar and onto the carpeted floor with a triumphant crow. A handful of students were scattered around the room, although none were quite as... scary... as Anzu.
Her short pigtails flew out beside her as she skipped towards Yuugi and Jou, glomping onto Jou's arm and grinning widely, "Hi Jou! Did you sleep with any boys last night?"
Jou shook his head, grinning tolerantly at the odd looking girl, "I'm afraid not Anz."
Anzu frowned, her glimmering pink lips twisted to show her displeasure, "Damnit Jounouchi, how the hell am I supposed to prove my theory if you don't sleep with all the straight males on campus. And all the gay ones for that matter. And any bisexuals..."
Yuugi spoke up for the first time, shrinking away from the girl a little, before hesitantly venturing a single word, "Theory?"
Anzu beamed, sensing a new victim, "Yes, I'm trying to prove a proposition! All men are innately attracted to other men. So far I have a 60% success rate. What's your type of man?"
Yuugi swallowed nervously, "Uh... I really don't think that's any of your business."
"Oh pooh. Of course it is - it's for my sociology thesis."
Jou rolled his eyes, "Yuugi, this psycho is Anzu. She is what we, the gay community, describe as a rabid yaoi fangirl. She is under the impression that all boys secretly or not so secretly fantasise about other males, and her mission is to convert every male on campus, and capture it all on video to prove her thesis. It's best to ignore her - she's more than mildly delusional."
Anzu clutched his arm tighter, "You say that now, but one day, when you can have your pick of any boy on campus, you'll be thanking me Jounouchi Katsuya!"
"You keep telling yourself that princess," Jou told the girl, and Yuugi winced as the pet name brought back memories of Yami's... affectionate teasing. Jou managed to free his arm, and apparently catching sight of someone else he knew, strode off towards the other side of the room still talking. "Anyway, most of the students tend to come here between lectures - you can get drinks at the bar, you can study, and there's a TV around here somewhere too."
Yuugi followed the taller blond hurriedly, leaving the petite brunette to scribble furiously in her notepad. Jou grinned impishly at Yuugi as he reached one of the couches across the room, and, gesturing for Yuugi to follow his lead, took a seat next to an attractive looking black-haired boy and draped his arm around the boy's broad shoulders.
Yuugi shuffled forward hesitantly, not wanting to intrude, but the black haired boy ignored his uncertainty and yanked the smaller boy into his lap roughly, gazing down at him with remarkable deep green eyes, "Hello again little Yuugi."
Yuugi stared up at the boy in bewilderment, "Have we met?"
Green eyes crinkled, and the boy let out a low seductive bubble of laughter, "Well you were pretty wasted last night so I suppose I can forgive you for not remembering me... Otogi Ryouji at your service."
"Oh, ah, nice to meet you." Yuugi offered his hand weakly, wondering what the hell he'd done last night to receive such an... interesting reception.
Otogi drew Yuugi's hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the pulse point just above Yuugi's palm, his glittering eyes never leaving Yuugi's, "That was some table dance you did last night little one, perhaps some day you could give me a... more private dance...?"
Yuugi pulled his hand away as if it had been scalded, falling off of Otogi's lap and onto the carpeted floor, "I'm sorry, but no. I don't think that - you really shouldn't ask me to do things like that. I was drunk!"
Otogi's face fell, "So you weren't interested at all?"
Yuugi flushed deeply and shook his head, "N-no. I'm really not that sort of, you know, person. Alcohol makes me do strange things."
Yami snarled at Otogi, not bothering to take physical form when he voiced his possessive response, 'Stay away from what's mine slut, or I will personally dismember you. I will slice up your testes with the finest of razors - until your privates are covered crimson with your blood. I will take that self same razor blade and use it to fuck your unstretched opening until you plead for me to stop - and then I will have you drawn and quartered, while your heart still beats within your chest - if you touch what is mine.'
Yuugi shivered imperceptibly as the words sent a chill down his spine. He loved Yami, and he knew that his alter ego had a far stronger claim than any other living soul over his heart and body, but sometimes Yami's words made his heart stop in his chest.
Jou smiled, oblivious, and drew the black haired boy closer to kiss him. Otogi obliged, and the surprise of seeing the two of them together forced Yuugi's uneasiness to the back of his mind. The kiss lasted only a few seconds, and then Otogi pulled away and stood up, "I have a lecture across campus, some other time maybe? Bye Jou, Yuugi. I'll catch up with you later."
Jou waved and Yuugi blinked stupidly as the young man left, leaving the lingering scent of his cologne heavy in the air. "W-was that your... boyfriend?"
Jou snorted, and shook his head, "Otogi? My boyfriend? Fuck no. He's the biggest slut on campus - we just screw each other occasionally. Like when the pickings get slim, if you know what I mean."
"Oh." Yuugi nodded, as if he understood, and swiftly changed the subject, "So, um... what do we do now?"
Jou shrugged, "Well you could tell me what you're majoring in - we never got around to that last night did we?"
"Oh! Well I'm actually majoring in Psychology - but I'm doing a double degree - I'm doing a Bachelor of Arts as well."
"No shit? Me too - Bachelor of Arts! What subjects?"
"Uh, Philosophy, Latin, Sociology and Modern European History."
"Ooh, I'm doing History too! Excellent! Have you got Inkster as your lecturer?"
"Yes, I do."
"Oh great!" Jou slung an arm around Yuugi's shoulder, dragging the boy to his feet and slowly leading him to the door, "You'll love him - he's the best!"
Yuugi nodded, he wasn't about to say anything to Jou, but Inkster was one of the main reasons he'd chosen to do history. The man was a good friend of his grandfathers, and he had tutored Yuugi all throughout high school.
It only took them a few minutes to reach the classroom and when they arrived Yuugi couldn't help the broad grin that took over his face - he'd been here, in this classroom, too many times to count - but it was different coming here as a student. He could sit in a desk that was rightfully his, rather than sitting to the side behind the lecturers desk.
"If it isn't the man of the hour - nice table-dance you did last night Yuugi!" An unfamiliar voice greeted the two boys, and Yuugi looked up in horrified bewilderment.
"Mm, oh yeah... want to give me a lap dance honey? I have a table right here," Another young man chimed in, patting the desk in front of him.
Yuugi felt his cheeks heat up as Professor Inkster chuckled at the chattering students, "Now, now, boys, nobody does anything quite like that in my class. Mr Katsuya, I assume, and Mr Motou. I'm quite aware that you had a... busy night last night, but unless you want your grandfather to find out about it Mr "I-Like-to-Dance-On-Tables" Motou, I recommend both of you take your seats so that I can start teaching."
"Of course Professor," Yuugi murmured, shame-faced.
"Good. Don't be late again Yuugi."
"I won't." Yuugi tugged Jou towards the two closest seats that were both unoccupied and next to each other. He plopped into his seat, and Jou sat down to his right. He'd just pulled out his binder and pen when the girl sitting to his left jabbed him with her pen.
"Hey!" Her voice was soft, but it held the same seductive edge he'd noted in Bakura and Malik's. He surveyed her warily, her hair was a deep chocolatey colour, and it fell in waves over her pale shoulders. Her eyes were an alarming shade of amber brown, and her bangs were snow white. She was also dressed in distressingly little - not a typical outfit to wear to class.
"What?"
"D'you want to have a threesome?" The girl smiled, or rather smirked, her fingers idly tugging at one of her snowy bangs.
Yuugi choked, his violet eyes widening, which caused Jou to look over at the hyperventilating boy.
"What?!" Yuugi's voice was as choked as his cough had been, and it was barely louder than a whisper, but the girl didn't seem to mind.
"Do you want to have a threesome?" She repeated, loud enough for the students around them to hear, "I rather think you heard me before given your reaction - so maybe you want an explanation?"
Yuugi nodded, still trying to breathe, as the undeniably seductive girl continued without pause,
"My girlfriend is hot - don't get me wrong - but, well, kind of boring. I think we need to spice up our relationship. My ex, Anzu, told me you give a killer lap-dance. Suffice it to say I'm interested."
Yuugi paled, his stomach churning unpleasantly. Yami had told him plenty of times that he was far from unpleasant looking, and having seen his own features reflected back at him in Yami, he couldn't deny that he found himself... well, above average in terms of attractiveness, but this? Quite frankly it was ridiculous - and Yami, damn him, seemed quite taken with the girls appallingly tawdry offer of sex.
Jou leaned over, his dark eyes boring into the girls large elaborately made up golden ones, "No way Sedra. He's one of mine."
The girl's features hardened, and she leant forward, "So? I only want him for a night - two at the most. You have plenty of other toys."
Yami glared, 'You are Mine. Nobody else touches you - particularly not that dog you call a room mate. Tell him to stop claiming you, or I will hurt him.'
Yuugi swallowed nervously, "Jou, I'm not yours. I have a boyfriend, and your constant 'claims' on my body are starting to upset him."
Jou looked apologetic, "Oh, right. Sorry Yug - I didn't mean to upset anyone, you're just a good friend - I don't want you getting hurt."
The girl seemed to take encouragement from his chastisement of Jou, and leaned over again, crushing her ample bosom between her arms to increase her cleavage, "Well how about you and this boyfriend of yours join us some time? We could have some fun... all four of us..."
Before Yuugi could answer however, a figure dressed in tight pants and vest which showed off a perfectly toned chest and a flat stomach had answered for him, his slender fingers pulling the girls pointed chin up so that she was forced to look at him, lips pouting sullenly.
"It's not going to happen."
"Malik," The girl breathed out coldly, eyes narrowed for a moment, then she shook her head, her voice returning to normal, "So you want me to leave him alone?"
"Yes." Malik's voice was cold, and his lavender eyes were frozen, but the girl didn't see to notice.
"It'll cost you..."
"I know."
The girl beamed, and winked at Yuugi, blowing him a kiss. Yuugi shuddered, but she'd already returned her attention to Malik, "You owe me a virgin."
Malik sighed, and handed her a piece of paper, "Here. Bitch."
"Thanks lovely," She kissed the taller boy chastely, and, after a few words to the Professor, dashed out of the room.
Yuugi let his gaze rest on Malik for a moment, as the other boy took Sedra's seat, then, when Malik turned to leer at him, returned his gaze to the front
Something about the pale golden haired boy made him uneasy, and Jou's cold glare towards the blond didn't help matters in the slightest.
He just wanted History to be over, so he could run away somewhere and hide. He just wanted to be alone with Yami. Yami may have been complex, but he was never complicated - and, he was familiar, not strange and disturbing as Malik, Bakura, Otogi, Sedra and even Jou seemed to be.
Yuugi picked up his pencil and started to take notes, ignoring the disconcerting gazes of the two boys sitting next to him.
End Chapter Two
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Emily: I highly doubt you'll be reading this, but 'eew'? You've disappointed me. I was hoping for something slightly more dramatic for my first flame...
Crimson89: *chuckles* Clever clever person! You guessed what I'm planning. I like seeing lots of pretty boys getting it on with each other. I'm afraid Anzu already has a role to play, but believe me I won't let her destroy any relationships. I was tempted by your ideas for Anzu, but in general I don't like bashing any characters - so she's just very 'unique' rather than evil/slutty. Personally I think she's too stupid to be a slut. Thanks for reviewing - hope you do it again!
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