Well, that wait wasn't so bad… I was actually going to post it Wednesday, but I could not stay connected to the 'net. Hmm, now who do we know, who is a computer genius, and wanted me to wait?

And then yesterday I was too busy reading and reviewing all the stories I am following… but here it is, at last:

Part I: Save Yourself

Part 6 of 6

I kissed him, deeply, for a moment longer, before drawing my head back, out of reach of his lips. When his eyes opened, in question, I asked, "Do you want to see if your Grandpa will let you spend the night?" Yugi blinked. "And don't tell me you don't want to." I shifted my weight from one foot, to the other. Yugi's eyes fluttered and his breath caught as my body shifted against his. "We both know that's not true."

Yugi's voice was steady enough as he answered. "It's not about whether I want to. It's about when and under what circumstances. I want to be loved and cherished, and to trust and be trusted completely. And I want…the person…to believe in my destiny… if not his own." Yugi met my eyes, but his were guarded, waiting.

Part of me wanted to ridicule his beliefs as child's play, and cast him away until he was ready to play in the big league, but that part was distant. I wanted something real, something worth waiting for. I wanted the Dream. I wanted Yugi, whatever it took.

"Okay," I said, nodding. I brushed my fingertips slowly across his forehead, eyelids, lips and cheeks, then down his neck. "But do you have to go now?"

Yugi's eyes were closed. "No," he breathed, and shook his head slightly. I brought my lips to where my fingers rested on his collarbone, and began nibbling on his neck. He moaned softly and I felt the bite of fingernails where his hands clung to my lower back. Those hands then moved under my coat and cupped my bottom possessively. It was my turn to gasp, and as I brought my head up, Yugi found my lips hungrily and we kissed deeply, again and again. I wanted to explore his body with my hands, but there would be time for that. For now I kept one arm wrapped tight around his waist, the other gently held his neck. Yugi's hands stayed on my lower cheeks. I knew we would have to come apart soon, but I did not want to. I wanted to lift Yugi's legs around my waist and carry him upstairs, or just lay him on the kitchen floor, or……

I became aware of a pulsing, primal rhythm. I don't know who started it, but we were both moving to it. The distant voice in my head advised that if I wanted my way with Yugi, now would be the moment to seize it. I pushed it aside, pulling abruptly away from Yugi at the same time. He let go of me, startled. I stepped back in front of him, and brushed the knuckles of my right hand down his cheek and spoke softly, my voice low. "Now it's time to go home." Yugi nodded, his face flushed, though from excitement, or embarrassment, or something else, I did not know. I realized with surprise that I wanted to know; I wanted to be able to read Yugi's emotions. I stepped closer to him, almost without thought, but his puzzle, which must have pushed to the side earlier, was in my way. As I stepped back again the light caught on the puzzle, the reflection almost blinding me.

I shook my head and looked back at Yugi's face. I brushed his cheek with my hand again. "Do you want me to go with you and tuck you in?" My voice was teasing, but I was serious. Just say the word, I thought.

Yugi laughed nervously. "That could be risky…" I took his hand to help him step down from the stool, and kept it as we walked out of the kitchen. The news was on the TV in the rec room. Yugi stopped short. "Where's the game?" I looked at my watch, "Yeah, I think it ended… awhile ago." His eyes opened wider than usual. "Oh! I guess I do need to get home."

We walked to the phone and I called for a car to bring Yugi home. As I waited for an answer, I traced a slow circle on his palm with my thumb. I felt a shiver run up his arm, then he crushed our hands together with strength that took my breath away. Just then the phone was answered and my ear was filled with apologies for the wait. "Oh shut up. Just send a car." I didn't want my mood ruined by having to yell at the help. Also, Yugi would probably not approve. Even now he was looking at me with disapproval. Hmm. I sure did not love that part of Yugi yet.

Hands still twined, we stood at the door waiting for the car. I kept my gaze straight ahead as I asked "What will you tell your friends?" I wanted to accept any answer, but knew that I could not. I could feel Yugi's eyes on me.

"We should keep this to ourselves for now." Yugi's voice was confident and commanding. I turned to face him, relieved, but he looked away and continued, his voice grown small and uncertain. "I wouldn't know what to tell them, anyway. I don't know if you'll even acknowledge me tomorrow, or want to see me again…"

I pulled our clasped hands to my chest and drew Yugi closer. "I will see you again." Ugh, must everything I say come out like a command? I took a breath. "As far as tomorrow…I'm not going to join your group of dweebs, but I'll talk to you." Yugi looked up at me beaming. God, he was easy to please.

"I have… plans…tomorrow night, but maybe the day after…?" Yugi queried.

The commitment implied choked me slightly, but to see Yugi again, it was worth it. "I can be home by 5:30, if you want to come for dinner?" Yugi swung our hands and smiled in assent.

After the limo left I sat on the couch and reviewed the evening. My body was confused; I had not denied it release in a long time, but it felt good in a strange way. This was the first time I left an 'encounter' feeling good, about myself, about the world. I was looking forward to seeing Yugi again, to having more to pursue. Sexually, yes; but also emotionally. The Peace I sought was in sight. When my erection subsided I stood and left myself a note:

Call realtor. I wouldn't be needing the apartment in the city anymore.

That you'd save yourself,

For someone who, loves you for you

And loves me for me

Give it away to someone who,

Someone who,

Would cherish your name.

'Cuz I wanna learn

How you'd save yourself

For someone who, loves you for you

So many times we just give it away

To someone who

Couldn't even remember your name.

But you'd save yourself

For someone who, loves you for you,

And loves me for me

Give it away to someone who,

Someone who,

Would cherish your name.

Would cherish your name.

Okay, Part I is done, on to part II. Might be a little wait, 'cause I'm still doing a little editing. There is one part that is… uncooperative. But I'll give you the name of the next Part: SEX, LIES … SOCCER? I'll be posting it here, as chapters 7 ?

Streea – glad you liked it. I enjoyed your English-class-speak, thanks!

Dimitri – Va…cation! And yet, you can't stay away, can you? Please don't! (Unless you really need to, blah, blah, enter supportive speech here). So…gooey… good word. Made me gooey too-winks- and I wrote it! More proof of my narcissism. Keep up the long reviews, please, they really do a body good.

tasku-chu - lol, not very patient, are we! Hope this was soon enough! Please don't be mad anymore… -