Visitor

By Tara.B Amy

Well, perhaps the rating 'R' was a bit early. It seems to take me longer than I thought to get to the point I have planned. But, well. I'll keep it now. Let's say... it's a warning. It will be 'R' very soon. (grins)

Another thing: I change the category 'humour'... It didn't end up as funny as it was planned at the beginning. I hope you like it like that anyway (sweatdrop)

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What had he done? Yugi couldn't count the times the question had flashed through his mind. He had agreed to a... well, kind of a sexual relationship with a stranger! That was insane! What would his grandpa have said if he ever discovered that?

'I must have been out of my right mind,' he thought while leafing through a book about the Polarians, the race he had to look up. 'I usually never would have done that. Why now?'

"Did you find what you need?" Yami asked, slipping a casual arm around his waist, a lopsided grin enlightening his features. Yugi shrugged the arm off uncomfortably, but nodded, inwardly cursing the feeling of shyness Yami was sure to notice. His cheeks tinted red slightly.

"I'll go find the others now," he mumbled, looking down. "They'll already be waiting for me."

Yami chuckled amusedly. "Do you mind if I tag along?"

Yes. "No." Yugi sighed, threading a hand through his hair nervously. What in all heavens had he done again?!

"Come on, let's go then." Yami suddenly grabbed his hand, as they made their way through the quiet library over to the study corner. Yugi blushed, automatically pulling away, but the grip was too strong. Yami turned his head to look at him, smiling softly. Was that another way to seduce him, the smaller one thought warily, avoiding the beautiful red eyes now, concentrating on something else. He watched the way Yami walked instead. It was different from their first encounter, more gracious, his movements lithe and confident. The blush on Yugi's face deepened. Did Yami try to seduce him with every fibre of his body now?

"Do you like what you see?" Yami joked, of course having noticed his not so inconspicuous observation, since he had been looking at him all the time. Yugi bit his lip, feeling embarrassed. He couldn't answer to that, could he? He would have lied if he said 'No', but saying the truth would just have encouraged the other to continue the assault on his feelings.

"Hey, Yug'!" Jou's voice broke the silence, rescuing him. "There ya are!"

Yugi looked up as they came to a halt at the table Jou and Kaiba were sitting at. "Yeah, I was... hindered." He tried to pull his hand out of Yami's grip before anyone noticed, but failed. Yami just blinked at him with twinkling eyes.

"Ya just wanted ta leave me alone with the jerk, right?" Jou pointed at the CEO with a thumb, then stretched out on his chair lazily, putting the book he worked on into his lap. Kaiba glared.

"No, I..." Yugi began, relieved that they hadn't noticed Yami's closeness to him yet, but was interrupted.

"Don't waste our time with an useless explanation," Kaiba grumbled while typing away at his laptop. "Just sit down and work!"

Nodding weakly Yugi pulled out a chair to do so, but was stopped by the Visitor with a tug at their linked hands. Yami grinned down at him devilishly, making his evil intentions clear before acting. Yugi gulped.

Then an arm wrapped itself around his waist. Yugi's feet lost their contact to the ground as he was swung through the air. He yelped, then was lowered until he was seated in Yami's lap, who had taken the opportunity to sit down in his chair.

Now all occupants of their table looked at him with wide eyes. Only Yami seemed to be unfazed, his hands resting on Yugi's stomach contentedly.

"Well, that's worth an explanation, Yugi." Kaiba said flatly. Jou was still stunned to silence. As was Yugi.

"We made a deal." Yami said happily. "He's my boyfriend until I have to go back home. I'll show him how to have some fun and he shows me the meaning of that weird concept of 'love' you all here seem to know."

"What?!" Jou's eyes grew even wider. "How could he of all people have agreed ta that?!"

Yugi still stayed silent. He didn't know the 'why' of everything himself, how could he possibly answer to that? He kept his eyes on the surface of the table stubbornly.

"Yug'?" Worry edged into Jou's voice. "Did he force ya or something?"

Force? Yugi shook his head quickly.

"It wouldn't surprise me." Kaiba sneered. "He's a Taronian. They are known to seduce the victims of their interest with a certain 'charm' they have. And they are known to disappoint them in the end, because all they relate to a sexual relationship is lust, nothing else – at least that's what's happening on earth. I don't know how they take it at home."

"I didn't force him." Yami snarled, his posture stiffening. "I promised not to use my charm on him anymore."

"Anymore?" Jou grit out, now sounding angry.

"Didn't you feel it yesterday, mutt?" Kaiba drawled, his eyes narrowed at the Visitor. "I was confused at first, but I soon found out what was radiating from him all the time. I looked it up just now. He obviously was after your little friend. But of course you are too dumb to notice anything."

"Shut it, Kaiba." Jou growled, then turned around to the other two boys again. "I swear if ya tricked Yug' into something he doesn't want' I'll..."

"I didn't force him!" Yami's arms tightened around Yugi's middle as his anger rose, pulling his back flush against his chest. "He agreed to that out of his own free will, not because I pressured him into it."

"Is that true, Yug'?" Jou asked. Yugi looked up, meeting the confused and suspicious eyes of his best friend.

"Yes, it's true." He said sincerely. "I don't know... I was curious, I think."

"Ya did that out of curiosity?!" Jou choked out. "But ya always said a relationship like that should be taken seriously..."

"It should." Yugi put one hand onto the ones resting on his stomach, looking at Jou defiantly. "I want to show Yami just that – what the most important thing is in this. How... how..." He searched for the right words. "How... important the deeper feelings in a relationship are."

"So that's why." Jou lowered his eyes until they couldn't be seen from under his bangs anymore. "That does sound just like ya again, Yug'. Always trying ta make the world better. But sometimes ya can't, pal. Sometimes things are as they are."

He sounded like he knew what he was talking about. Yugi watched him closely. He knew Jou too well to shrug that off as unimportant. There was something he didn't know. Something Jou didn't tell him.

He didn't press on the matter though, just nodding, accepting the words, taking them at face value for now.

Yami was awkwardly quiet behind him, leaning his forehead against the back of his head lightly, sighing softly, his breath tickling Yugi's neck. Yugi didn't pull his hand back from Yami's, instead letting it rest there still, offering him some of the feeling of warmth and affirmation he had talked about a few moments ago.

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They had left the institute earlier today, the library being used by another group of older students, who needed the whole space for a lesson of ethnology. Mrs Izumi had smiled sweetly, asking the teacher of the other group to talk to her privately. The man had agreed immediately, not knowing her like her pupils did, and the two had departed. After their return the poor man had looked a lot paler than before, but otherwise stubborn. Mrs Izumi on the other hand appeared to be happy as ever, only her hair was unkempt a bit and she had a vengeful glint in her eyes. Then she had announced that they were to leave. The respect the class now held for the brave man was equal to such held for a hero. He had defeated her. Everyone – even Kaiba – had taken photos of the confused man, who didn't quite understand why some of the girls had asked him for an autograph. Some might have heard the woman mumble 'traitors, all of them' to herself while watching her pupils bow down before their new idol.

Mrs Izumi growled darkly as they all went down the street to get their bus. The sun was still rising, so they had the whole day for doing nothing but be lazy and hang out at the hotel.

"No one will leave the hotel throughout the day." The teacher said in her cheerful voice, stomping down the tarred street, her high heels cracking dangerously. "If I hear that one of you left, I'll let you write down the sentence 'I ran around in the street without insurance' a hundred times and that is no joke! The school can't afford to make up for anything happening to you if you leave without permission. Now get onto the bus!"

The pupils quickly obeyed, getting in. Yugi turned around to Yami, who kept holding his hand, smiling down at him.

"I have to go." Yugi said, tilting his head to the side confusedly as Yami still didn't let go. "Really, Yami."

"I'll come visit you later the day." Yami murmured, then pulled at the hand he held. Yugi, not having expected that, stumbled against him, being caught by two strong arms. The lips descending onto his own soon after that were soft, immediately capturing his attention with their unique texture. He froze, not able to push the other away, not sure if he wanted to, yet the shock almost made him jump back – a thing not being possible due to the arms, holding him securely.

Yugi had never kissed anyone before in his life. He had never been kissed, either. Like every other person he had thought about how it would be to actually do something like that. He had wondered if it would be good, had asked himself what was so special about it.

Now he began to get a vague idea. And he decided he definitely liked it.

Yami pulled him closer, noticing that he didn't fight him, beginning to move his lips over Yugi's, flicking his tongue out ever so slightly, capturing the soft flesh with his teeth, caressing it. Yugi sighed, accepting the warm feeling flooding through him, enjoying the feathery soft touch.

Then suddenly the tongue invaded his mouth completely. Yugi gasped, involuntary trying to step back as the other explored, memorising every detail, telling him with every movement to submit to him, yet to take part in the game of dominance. Yugi couldn't possibly avoid a challenge to a game, twisted as this was. A game was a game and he hated to lose. He came to the decision that this was no exception, so he suddenly pushed forward with everything he had, taking the other by surprise as he returned the favour of exploring, transferring the battlefield into Yami's mouth now, who quickly caught up with the situation, fighting back furiously. The idea of using his teeth to gain some advance came swiftly and the quiet moan Yami emitted told him of his success.

Two distracting hands on his sides, sliding up and down, touching his somehow very sensitive skin through the clothes, took some of his attention away though, and being completely inexperienced on the matter did not help any. So the won advantage was lost yet again. Yami growled lowly in satisfaction of his small victory, not wasting any time to push through his defences, overwhelming him... until a need greater than anything made Yugi squirm away from the fight.

He had to breathe. Now.

He gulped in air, panting, feeling dizzy and at a loss of all words. He looked up at Yami nervously. His lips were swollen and he looked quite out of breath himself. And hungry. Ready to pounce again. Yugi swallowed an embarrassed squeal, quickly looking away.

"I'm a bit disappointed..."Yami murmured and Yugi's head shot up in utter shock. "...that I promised you to do nothing more than kissing." The Visitor grinned.

"I..." Yugi lowered his head again, feeling somewhat relieved, but also a bit ashamed. He didn't know what to say.

"Are you ready now or do you need some extra time?" Suddenly Mrs Izumi stood beside them, looming over them like a mad ghost.

"Oh, God..." Yugi's eyes were as wide as saucers as he was hauled back into reality forcefully. His whole class had watched him through the cheap plastic windows of the bus, now grinning at him.

There had to be some greater evil waiting for an opportunity to do something bad to him, Yugi thought unhappily. Mrs Izumi seethed, ready to yell all her anger away at him.

"Get... on... the... bus!!" She grit out, her fists balled.

Yugi shot Yami a quick glance. The other smiled smugly, his amusement obvious. Then Yugi turned and fled into the vehicle. He threw himself into a seat beside Jou, who stared at him incredulously yet again and opposite Kaiba, who looked like he always did: Bored.

He sighed and turned to the window, watching Yami as long as possible until the bus drove off into a side street. Yami had winked, keeping their eyes locked. Yugi wondered what he felt at the moment, what he thought.

In retrospective he found that Yami had tasted of hot cinnamon. Spicy with a sharp edge, but oh, so good. He closed his eyes to get the feeling of his lips back into his memory. His hands. They had been so perfect. Rough, yet gentle. Hadn't there been his clothes to hold them back... Yugi breathed in deeply. Now he had a problem. He sat in a bus full of teenagers and was turned on like never before. He sighed, suppressing the momentary impulse to bang his head against the plastic of the scratched windows. It was all Yami's fault.

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"Don't tell me ya didn't enjoy it." Jou grinned, poking his arm teasingly. "This Yami-guy surely looked like he did. So... what will ya do now? I mean, besides eating him wholly."

"I didn't eat him and I won't do it... ever." Yugi grumbled. "He started it! I just kinda... reacted."

"And how ya did, man!" Jou laughed. "I never knew you preferred boys over girls."

"I don't! I mean..." Yugi's face reddened. "I never... never tried out before."

"Yeah, but you just agreed to the whole boyfriend-thing!" The blonde looked confused now.

"I was... well... to say it mildly... in shock." The smaller one went in through the door of their hotel-room, letting his rucksack fall to the floor uncaringly. "A stranger just told me he wanted to have sex with me – and a boy at that! I don't know... I didn't think about it at that moment."

Jou stared at him incredulously.

"Really, I didn't!" Yugi was embarrassed and knew his best friend saw it, but he tried to shrug casually anyway. "It all went so fast and before I could actually think it over... he had me."

"But... a boy." Jou shook his head, the blond mob flowing from one side to the other as he did so. "How could you not consider that?! Just because he is hot and all over you..."

"Inappropriate." Kaiba threw in as he walked by, placing his laptop on the table in their room of the hotel.

"What would you know about things like passion?" Jou yelled to defend his friend. "Cold-hearted bastard!"

"What I know and what not is not for you to decide." Kaiba said casually. "I know passion... and better than you, mutt."

"Ah, yeah?" Jou strolled over to him, smiling mockingly. "You do? Well, tell me about it."

"Don't be dumb." The brown-haired teenager snorted, rearranging his utensils on the table, then sitting down on the only chair their room had to boot. He turned around to Jou slightly, looking at him an ever so short moment before ignoring him completely.

"Argh!!" The blonde pulled at his hair furiously, then growled at his classmate. "I hate you!"

"So?" Kaiba asked, voice laced with amusement. He never turned away from the papers he leafed through.

"Kaiba...!!"

"You two are getting on my nerves." Yugi sighed as twin-glares hit him immediately. They were both so childish. He hoped the pillows stayed where they were right now, because he didn't feel like repeating the morning's actions. "Could you please stop bicke-... er... fighting?"

The glares darkened considerably and Yugi swallowed. He shouldn't have said that. Slowly he moved over to the door in preparation to flee. One never knew what those two were capable of doing. Raising havoc, for example.

"Well, I'm going down to get something to drink." He laughed nervously and then opened the door, went out and quickly closed it behind himself. He sighed, this time not unnerved, but relieved. No pillow-fights for now. No more bickering.

He had a headache again.

Tiredly he walked down the corridor, past doors looking just like his own, then climbed down the stairs. He didn't like elevators. Those things made him nervous. He hated that feeling of falling down, it caused his stomach to churn and made him feel sick. He usually suppressed his fear while being together with his friends. They were always able to capture his attention – even if they weren't aware that they helped him every time.

Now that he was alone he went down the stairs, taking every step with utter carefulness, keeping his eyes on his shoes, so they couldn't stray to the windows. Last time he had looked out, his heart had almost stopped. He hadn't realised how high this building was until then. He obviously also hated high places. Just knowing of being up here made him feel uncomfortable.

It took him some time to get down, which didn't bother him at all. He had the whole day for himself and didn't want to spend it with his roommates. Jou alone, yes. Kaiba alone, okay. But the both of them together, no way! Impossible.

Now that Yugi was on the first floor, he felt better. It was like having both feet on solid earth firmly again. Save ground. He smiled to himself slightly, now relaxing and walking over to the counter. A fair haired teenager stood behind it, grinning at him winningly first thing he saw him. Hesitantly Yugi returned the grin, following the wink the boy gave him and stepping up to him.

"Hello, there." The stranger greeted, looking him up and down with an approving glint in his violet eyes. "You look thirsty. Can I get you something?"

"Erm, yes, please." Yugi squirmed under the stare. Somehow the other person was weird, though looking quite normal. A waiter. His clothes were formal, black trousers, grey vest. But something was off with the young man. He just couldn't quite say what it was. It was his job to mind the hotel-guests after all.

"What would it be then?" The smile broadened, still friendly. But the eyes betrayed the polite bow and the gesture he made as a sign to follow him over to one of the tables. Yugi looked away, trying to cover his nervousness.

"A coke, please." He said, cursing his weak voice for showing his inner turmoil as he sat down.

"Of course." The waiter turned and walked away. Yugi stared after him, wondering if he swayed his hips like that deliberately. Did he want to catch someone's attention with that? He looked around in the café, seeing only an older woman and two girls. Now it hit him. The waiter wanted to impress the girls! He smiled. He wished he himself were that brave sometimes to step up to someone like that and flirt with them.

Which of them would it possibly be? The brunette or the blonde? They both were quite beautiful. Not overly, but an average kind of. Just normal. Not beautiful on Hollywood-standard, which nobody would expect. He would be satisfied with something average, he mused. He wouldn't want to feel like a grey mouse beside his lover.

Just then a glass was put down in front of him, dark liquid dancing in it slightly before smoothing out to a still surface. Yugi looked up puzzled as the waiter sat down opposite him and smiled winningly.

"Do you mind?" he asked and pointed at an ashtray on the table, pulling out cigarettes at the same time and lightening one of them, breathing in the smoke deeply. Yugi could just gape like a fish. He hadn't even been able to say yes or no, never to talk of allowing the young man to sit with him. He wanted time for himself and his headache. The cigarette didn't help any to clear his head, only causing more pain.

He wished to be more bold, so he could tell him to just go away. But he wasn't, so he cast his eyes down and sipped at his drink carefully.

"So," the other began, again bringing the cigarette up to his mouth and pulling more smoke into his lungs. "What are you doing in town?"

"School-trip." Yugi answered, looking up and trying to will the waiter away with his eyes. It didn't work. Only the lips curved upwards slightly, showing a humoured smirk – so the boy knew he wasn't welcome.

"The Institute?" he asked, lowering the cigarette to tap it onto the rim of the ashtray. "It's always the Institute when school-classes come here."

Why did he ask then, Yugi wondered. If he wanted to force a conversation on him to get the attention of the two girls, he could as well just go over to them and talk to them directly. They were his targets after all, not he, the hideous little boy. He didn't want to be used as a tool. He glared at the blond boy openly now.

"Well, I'm Malik." The waiter suddenly introduced himself, grinning nonchalantly, as if he hadn't noticed his snub. "I'm working here, as you can see."

"I'm Yugi." He answered gruffly. If he had been in a better mood he surely wouldn't have sounded like that, but the whole day had started badly for him and now he didn't feel like being able to make conversation. Maybe he felt a bit out of character like that and already was a bit sorry, but he also wasn't willed to take the harsh tone back.

"Yeah, I know." The grin never faded from the handsome features. It was Yugi's face that fell right now.

"You know?! But... how?" He stuttered, eyes wide.

"Don't the names 'Yami' or 'Bakura' tell you anything?" Now the waiter laughed openly. Yugi could see sharp canines, which couldn't belong to a normal human being.

"You know them?" Yugi said in surprise, leaning forward. "Are you... a Visitor as well?"

"Yes, I am." Malik bowed mockingly in his seat. "Nice to meet you, earthling."

To Be Continued...

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Third chapter done! Sorry, that it took me so long after I told you it wouldn't, but I had to work on 'Through the Mirror' as well, because – if I hadn't – I never would have done it ever again, I think.

A lot of you asked me for the Sims Skins of the Yu-Gi-Oh!-characters. You can find a link in my profile and on my homepage now, leading you to my account at animexx.de. Ignore the German stuff, just look for the English web log (there the link to the Sims-Site will be. Complicated, I know and I'm sorry.). For those who can wait, I soon will have a site with links in general on my homepage. I don't know when that will be, though.

Thank you all for the reviews, they made my day! Yay! I LOVE YOU ALL!! (hugs readers)

Thank you to: Yana5, YamiRose: DarkElementalGoddess, Grey, Hakiri-Nefertiri, Silvershadowfire, YumeTakato, Haruya, SoulDreamer, JSR, KittyNeko, Anime Crazed, Sansi, The 13th jinx, Rachel Dracon, Takato the dreamer, SilverWing147, Rikainiel, Brigitte, xxhot-and-sexyxx

YamiRose: DarkElementalGoddess: Mrs Izumi is insane. She's supposed to be (grins). But she isn't violent, just a bit choleric.

Grey: You think it's a happy occasion for me to write an 'R'-rated story? That's quite interesting, because it makes me rather worried for I have never done that before (well, once, but it was crappy and I wrote it years ago. It really was, believe me.) I hope this story works out the way I want it (grins nervously)

Silvershadowfire: I couldn't send you the E-Mail, because you didn't put in your whole address. I'm sorry. (smiles)

Sansi: Tja, doch nicht Humor. Hat wohl wirklich nicht so ganz geklappt. Aber was soll's, ich finde die Story auch so okay. (grins) Aber du hast Recht, Angst ist wirklich wesentlich einfacher zu schreiben, auch, wenn ich dieses gute Stück hier nicht als Angst bezeichnen würde. Wie ich auf die Idee mit den verschiedenen Welten und so kam, weiß ich gar nicht mehr. Ich glaube, das war eines Morgens. Ja, genau. Ich kann mich noch genau daran erinnern, dass ich es kaum erwarten konnte, vor den Rechner zu kommen – was zu dem Zeitpunkt ziemlich ungewöhnlich für mich war. Naja... und du hast wieder recht. Yugi hat eine sehr, SEHR eingeschränkte Meinung von Liebe – ebenso wie Yami. Yugi will Liebe, Yami will Leidenschaft. Am Ende sollen sie gefälligst beides wollen (schwingt Faust gen Himmel). Ich hoffe mal, das bekomme ich hin. Danke für deinen langen Kommi (umknuddel)