Visitor
By Tara.B Amy
Sorry for the long wait, but Christmas and New Year's Eve kept me occupied. I had quite a problem to get back into the stuff. Anyway, I wish you all a good new year. My resolutions for the new year are to spend less money (I need it for a new computer), to write much more than I do now and to make a diet, which is always necessary after Christmas and New Year's Eve... so many sweets and so good food... but fat. How I hate it, it's the same every year. (sigh) I'm sure most of you know what I mean.
I hope you like the new chapter. Enjoy!!
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Yugi had climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor now. He sighed, forcing his eyes away from the windows. They seemed to have their own will, though, wanting to shock him by showing him how high above the ground he was yet again. He didn't want to see it... but he was curious.
Just then a noise shook him out of his silent fight with himself. He looked up the last fly of stairs he had before him and immediately stopped in his tracks. There was Ryou sitting on the stairs, his head buried in his arms, which rested in an uncomfortable looking position on his knees. He looked like he was... crying?
Yugi bit his lip, not knowing what to do. He wasn't so familiar with the other boy, only having talked to him at lunch a few times. All he knew was, that Honda was good friends with him and that he was a bit strange when it came to other people. Always shy and reserved.
Nevertheless he decided not to turn and walk away. Somehow that seemed wrong. Ryou had a problem that made him cry so openly out here, where everyone could see it. That wasn't like him at all. Something was very wrong.
Carefully Yugi walked up the few stairs parting them and kneeled down beside his classmate. The boy hadn't even noticed he was there and now it got obvious that he was really crying, sobs shaking his thin body and making themselves heard as strangled gasps. Unsure of how to act, Yugi slowly put a hand onto Ryou's shoulder. A shiver ran through the other boy and he stiffened.
"Ryou?" Yugi asked, sure that he had done something wrong. He should have left him alone, instead he embarrassed him by showing that he saw him crying. But now there was no going back.
"Are you okay, Ryou?" he asked again as he got no answer.
"Y-Yugi." Ryou looked up, a wobbly smile plastered on his face, eyes red and tears smeared on his cheeks. "I'm okay, just sitting here for a bit."
Was he trying to fool him, Yugi wondered. If he did, it wasn't convincing one bit. But should he let it drop now, playing his part in Ryou's show? He wasn't sure if that was the right thing to do.
"Why..." Yugi swallowed. He wanted to run away. How he hated it to be confronted with such situations as this one. "Why are you crying?"
"I'm... I'm not!" Ryou tried to dry his cheeks with his sleeve but his efforts were in vain, because there were already new tears sliding down to his chin, dropping onto his knees. "Really, why would I cry?"
"I don't know." Yugi sat down beside Ryou, looking to the floor. He felt helpless, he wanted to comfort the white-haired boy, just didn't know how.
"I... I just... got something in the eye and now..." A suppressed sob, sounding like he was hiccuping. "...and now I..."
"It's okay." Yugi got up, reaching down to Ryou with his hand and smiled hesitantly. He didn't know how to flee the situation, he couldn't handle it. He at least hoped he could change it. "Come, let's get to your room."
Ryou stared at him with wide, red eyes. He blinked once, twice, then a small smile pulled at his lips. A forced, but thankful smile. A pale hand was put onto Yugi's, who pulled the boy up to his feet with a bit of a problem, due to his own light weight.
"Thanks..." Ryou mumbled, breath still laboured, face now turned away. The smile had disappeared as soon as the contact between their eyes was broken.
Side by side they walked down the corridor, both silent. Yugi was just happy that Ryou had stopped sobbing. He couldn't help wondering how other people would have coped with the situation. How would they have reacted? How would Yami have reacted if he himself was the one crying? He didn't know. He didn't know Yami at all.
Still... To have Yami so near him, his warmth, the firm hands touching him. That would be comforting. He would be able to hide away from the world in his arms. Did Ryou need that just now? Someone to lean on?
He couldn't give it to him. He was just fearful, little, prude Yugi. It hurt him now more than ever before, because he knew... if he was to be someone else... more confident... maybe he could help. But he wasn't and so he could only stay at Ryou's side and hope he pulled himself out of his sadness on his own.
"Do you want to come in?" Ryou asked shyly, brown eyes now finally finding their way back to Yugi's amethyst eyes, but immediately they turned away again.
"Yes.", Yugi murmured, following his classmate in. He couldn't help noticing the tidiness of the room. Politely he averted his eyes to not appear staring then, waiting for Ryou to make the next step.
"Well..." The white haired boy sat down on one of the beds and motioned him to follow his example. "I'm sorry for... you know..." His brown eyes still shone brightly as if he was on the verge of crying again. Yugi quickly sat down, feeling clumsy in the company of the other boy. He was sure Ryou didn't notice it, but every movement he made was graceful, carefully opted, unconsciously elegant. But also breakable. Fragile in its delicacy.
It wasn't the first time Yugi had observed that. He just couldn't look away.
The heavy silence now pressing down on them made his attention snap back to reality. Ryou stared down at his hands, which were folded in his lap neatly.
"Do you want to talk?" Yugi asked, not knowing what else to say. If Ryou wanted to talk, he already would have done that, wouldn't he? Wasn't it sounding like a standard phrase to use in such situations?
"Thanks, but..." Ryou glanced up at him for a short moment, before his eyes lowered to his hands again. "...but I'm sure you... wouldn't understand..."
"You don't know that." Defiantly Yugi narrowed his eyes. "How would you?"
"No, no." Ryou's hands unfolded, then he cupped them back together, intertwining his fingers, nervous movements showing how uncomfortable he felt. Then again, he seemed to be willing to talk. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just... something I can't tell you, because... because I don't understand it myself."
"Sorry." Yugi sighed deeply. "I didn't mean to pry. You don't have to... Maybe it's better if I..."
"No, Yugi, I... it's..." Ryou's eyes had shot up to him almost in panic. "I don't know who else to tell. Please, just..."
Confusedly Yugi blinked at Ryou, sinking back down onto the bed, having stood up halfway already.
"What about Honda?" he asked. Ryou smiled slightly at the mentioning of his best friend, but soon looked rather sad again.
"Honda's much too close to me." The white haired boy went back to staring at his twiddling fingers. "I'm afraid of talking to him about it. It could... change something between us if he knows. He's a loyal friend and all, but nevertheless something would change. It all could suddenly be real and that I don't want. As long as this is in my head only, it maybe is... just an illusion, a dream."
This time the silence only lasted for a few seconds, Ryou's hands freezing and his eyes locking with Yugi's. "Maybe you really could understand it best of all people."
"Why?" With wide eyes Yugi watched his classmate.
"Because..." Even if appearing bitter, it was almost a grin stretching Ryou's lips, pearly white teeth showing through for a moment. "...you're in a quite similar situation."
Bewildered Yugi opened his mouth to speak, but the other was faster, hurriedly going on, leaning forward to him nervously.
"I have a lover." Ryou whispered as if voicing it too loudly was dangerous. "I met him here."
"A lover? 'Him'?" Yugi swallowed, keeping his gaze steady though, now knowing what Ryou meant as he said 'similar situations'. But he doubted it was quite like that. Or did he mean...? A Visitor? He forced back a shocked gasp, trying to calm himself down. "What's so bad about a lover?"
"You should know it." Sighing deeply, Ryou averted is eyes to the window at the other side of the room, looking on without really seeing anything. "Visitor's are no good for us. They think in utterly different paths, believe in other laws, have other values, needs, habits. You really should know the conflict by now. I saw you with that boy, the one of those with the alluring aura. That's why I thought... maybe you would understand what it's like... to fall into that pit of darkness... to do things you never intended to do..."
"...and to not be able to do anything about it." Yugi finished, now himself looking down, not able to meet Ryou's gaze, reflecting the feelings he had been faced with himself. "Yeah, I know what you mean."
"We shouldn't be like that!" Ryou's voice sounded strangled, desperate. "So... accepting. I never wanted someone like... like Bakura."
"Bakura?!" cried Yugi in acknowledgement and shock. "Bakura is your... your...?! Since when?"
"On the first evening we were here... I met him outside with that Malik-guy." His words were not more than a low murmur of embarrassment, but they grew more desperate the longer he spoke. "Then we were alone and he was all over me and I couldn't say no... I just couldn't, even though I wanted to..." Ryou's hands slid around his thin body, as if trying to shield himself from invisible staring eyes, tears shining on his cheeks as he couldn't hold them back anymore. "How could I have...?"
Yugi was stunned to silence, banned to just stare at his friend without a clue of how to handle the situation he was thrown into. What would he have done if Yami tried to...? Would he have been able to say no if Yami put all effort into the task of seducing him? Even without his charm... would he be able to say no when even the thought of Yami's hands on him made him shiver in delight? It made him sick to think about the possibility. Sex without feelings. Sex without love. Sex for the fun of it. And at the end their paths would part... never to meet again.
"Yugi, what shall I do?" sobbed Ryou helplessly, his body shaking. "Bakura keeps coming back, but for how long will he...?"
"I really don't know." Carefully Yugi shifted over to the crying boy and, against his own nervousness, put a comforting arm around him. Immediately, as if having waited for it, Ryou turned to him, throwing himself against his chest, head buried on his shoulder. Warm tears wetted his clothes, but he was too much in pain himself to care.
"Yugi, I don't know... don't know what to... to do anym-more."
But Yugi didn't know, either, so he kept quiet, closing his arms around the thin body leaning on him. Maybe this was the only way he could help, even though he had never thought to be able to be someone to lean on for comfort. He himself had the intense feeling of needing comfort now, but fear edged in on him as he saw Yami's sweet smile in front of his inner eye.
Yami kept coming back, too, but for how long would he...? Yugi knew the answer. He fought back his own tears, gripping Ryou more tightly. He knew the answer, but did he want to know it at all...?
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His own footsteps were the only sounds in the quiet corridor, echoing like loud cracks in the silence. But Yugi was glad to be alone now, even if he was on his way back to his two noisy roommates. He would rather have hidden away from them, even had considered going down into the cafe again, but then there was the possibility that one of the two Taronians still was there. Or Bakura. He didn't want to meet any of them.
Bakura had slept with Ryou, lured him onto something he wasn't ready to do. Sex without love. Since having heard Ryou's story this sentences kept ringing through his head, keeping him nervous and... yes, and angry. How could a person put sex into measure and use it like that? Was sex with Yami reserved for a week, just so that Yami could move on afterwards? Sex without boundaries? Sex without meaning?
How could they...?
Yami and Bakura had said, they had sex because it felt good to them.
Yami also needed sex to survive. But he could just as good have one partner to share such intimacy with, couldn't he? One he loved and devoted everything to. Wasn't that how it was meant to be? The perfect feeling...?
Yugi opened the door to the room he shared with his two classmates without knocking, walking in briskly, but also with a mixture of sadness and confusion in the pit of his stomach.
But then he froze and all the things he had thought about a second before vanished, making place for utter shock.
Jou was shirtless, lying on the table, Kaiba bent over him, lips and tongue working their way down his chest to his stomach. Only as the blonde turned his head, saw him and yelped, did the CEO look up. They flew apart, wide eyes first lying on him, then on each other.
"What did ya...?!" seethed Jou, pointing at Kaiba accusingly.
"You're asking ME?!" The brunette seemed just as angry and embarrassed, shaky fingers working on the buttons of his shirt. "You started it!"
"Ya kissed me, not the other way around!!" Jou hurried to get his own shirt from the floor, pulling it over his shoulders.
"And accidentally stumbling and falling into my lap doesn't count?! Ha!"
"Oh, not you two, too..." Yugi groaned, closing the door behind him, even though he rather would have run. "What city is this? It's getting more and more ridiculous!"
"We didn't...!" Jou said hastily, waving in Kaiba's direction in a dismissing manner. "It wasn't what it looked like!"
"What else would that have been?" Kaiba smirked at the blonde.
"It was just harmless kissing..." Jou tried to smile, but at Yugi's dark expression it faltered. "What's up, pal?"
Yugi's anger had flared back up, all the things he had been thinking about flooding back into his mind. Harmless kissing... Sex without love. It was all the same. It was this kind of people, having this attitude, hurting those like Ryou and him. A kiss was something valuable. A kiss was a gesture of affection, not a tool for living passion. A kiss was a promise, an assurance... how could they all...?
Or had he been wrong all the time?
Maybe he himself had understood it all wrong and the other's were right. Maybe a thing like love really wasn't existing. Maybe he was just a dreamer after all.
But that couldn't be, could it?
"Nothing." He answered, seeing concern on his friend's face, then looked down to hide the pain he was sure he showed on his features. "Just had a bad day."
Yeah, he really was a dreamer, wasn't he?
"A bad day?" Jou seemed to ignore Kaiba the best he could, staring fixedly in his direction, face red. "Why? Didn't Yami come?"
"No, I met him... But that's not the problem." Yugi forced a grin onto his lips, hoping it didn't look as if he bared his teeth. "I just have a headache. And it's all your fault! Why did you start a pillow-fight that early in the morning?"
"Sorry, man." The blonde laughed half-heartedly and threw himself onto his bed. "But it really wasn't my fault! Mr CEO-I'm-The-Best-Kaiba just couldn't beat me, so he had ta get back to da standard weakling-weapon, also known as 'pillow'..."
A low growl stopped the flow of insults, Kaiba getting up with narrowed, evilly glinting eyes. Yugi got the weird impression, that someone was going to get slaughtered soon, but somehow he didn't care what the two boys were doing right now. He just didn't want to see their twisted flirts anymore, which he always had thought of as mere fights. Had he never noticed the heated flashes they sent each other all the time?
They shared a passion, born out of the dislike they felt for each other. Passion, not love. Definitely not love. And yet they had been kissing. And hadn't it been for him to barge in on them... they surely would have gone further. They didn't care about love.
Was he really just a dreamer, having believed in an illusion? Was 'love' just something human beings gave a name to have something to yearn for? Just an ideal?
Inwardly shaken Yugi sat down on the very edge of his bed, not daring to look at the two fighting teens opposite him.
He was just a dreamer after all...
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The next morning went by in a haste for Yugi. He woke up at Kaiba's frantic yells and Jou's sleepy groans. They had overslept badly and the CEO was the first to be up, blaming Jou and him for the possibility of them coming too late to the bus.
As they had to choose between eating something for breakfast and taking a shower, Jou immediately headed off downstairs, leaving only Kaiba and him in the hotel room after telling them to hurry.
Yugi couldn't help himself but feel quite glad to not have the blond teen around just now. Jou tended to ask questions, a thing Kaiba would never have done. He was not exactly the person to start random conversations he deemed as unnecessary. So the only words they exchanged were the order in which they would have the shower. Or rather, Kaiba told him he was going to go first and that was it. Other than that they knew to ignore each other. Yugi wasn't in the mood to make friendly contact to his quiet an very unwilling classmate right now.
With Kaiba's stares in his back, telling him to walk faster, they finally reached the bus five minutes early and drove off to the Institute of New, Strange and Unearthly Discoveries without further complications.
But against the fact that everything went well he had felt a nervous prickling in his stomach since having awoken. He knew Yami was going to be there at the institute, waiting for him.
After his encounter with Ryou he had been unsure of the whole point he wanted to make. It all seemed so foolish. If the thing called 'love' really didn't exist, what was he going to do now? He couldn't show Yami something that didn't exist.
Something he had looked for throughout his whole life. Something he had thought he believed in. But now that he wasn't so sure anymore... could it be? If he just had proof... if he just knew a person who was in love with another. Really in love...
"I'll give in," he muttered, looking out of the scratched window of the bus, watching the landscape fly by.
"What did ya say?" Jou, sitting beside him, turned his head around to him, looking curious. Yugi also could see the previous concern edged into his posture. He didn't like that his friend sensed his dismal, but he knew he couldn't do anything about that, anyway. A best friend was there to always notice anything.
"I'll give in to Yami," he said in a louder voice to overtone the roar of the engine. Kaiba perched up, his cerulean eyes now also fixed on him.
"What?" the blonde's face fell. "You mean the deal ya two made?"
Yugi nodded, quickly looking out of the window again so he didn't have to see Jou's disbelief and Kaiba's emotionless expression.
"So ya will just tell him he was right... but why...?" A strong hand gripped his shoulder and forced him to turn around to the other two. "Ya can't do that, Yugi! This is not like ya!"
"Does 'love' really exist, Jou?"
A slight pause, then Jou's eyes widened, their brown colour appearing like amber in the light of the sun as the bus drove around a corner and sunlight flooded the bus. Then they darkened as he narrowed them, glaring at him. "Yugi, ya can't be serious..."
"So that's your problem." Surprised they both turned around to Kaiba, who was still looking at Yugi with an expression devoid any feeling. "You wanted to prove a concept to Yami you belief in and now start to doubt it yourself, because you can't seem to find any evidence of its existence. You raise the white flag."
A mocking smile pulled at the thin lips of the brunette, but it didn't reach his eyes. "That's really sad, don't you think so."
"Kaiba, you're an ass, y'know," growled Jou in the defense for his friend and the bickering Yugi thought he would never get used to started all over again. He watched the two closely for a moment, noticing the tensed atmosphere between them. It looked like it all had got worse since their.. kissing of the previous day. Even Kaiba got back to his insulting self... or did he want to tell him something?
That's really sad, don't you think so?
Sad... What was sad?
"Just because I tell the truth, I'm an ass?" Kaiba sneered at his classmate. "I don't care what he does!"
"But I do!!" Suddenly Jou looked at Yugi, teeth gritted. "I don't want him to throw himself or his values away for some stupid deal! It goes too far!"
Yugi turned back to the window, watching the high building of the institute come nearer as they drove, droning the other boys out. Yesterday Jou had found it all very funny, had joked about him getting kissed and all. Did he really realise just now how far all this went for him? Or had he merely been too occupied with Kaiba?
Silently hoping against hope that Yami wasn't coming today so he had more time to think, Yugi stared at the building they now stopped in front of. Mrs Izumi started to count her pupil for the third time that day before ushering them outside and going back to talk to the bus-driver.
While waiting in the group of not very euphoric teens for their teacher to lead them in, Yugi pondered on his decision to tell Yami he had been wrong all along. What would this decision entail...? What would hold him back from also giving in to Yami's demands? When there was no reason to hold himself back... but somehow he couldn't just... what if love was existing? What if...?
...because you can't seem to find evidence...
That there was no evidence didn't necessarily mean it didn't exist, right?
Did love exist?
There didn't seem to be an answer.
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To Be Continued...
Well, readers out there, do you believe in love? Is love really existing the way Yugi describes it? Or is it just an ideal? How do you interpret Kaiba's words? Tell me what you think about that, I'm curious as to your opinion.
That was the fifth chapter! And you got a lot of Ryou and... no action between Yami and Yugi. (looks shocked) Well, you can't have everything in one chapter. So please give me the time I need. Some of you told me to let Yami and Yugi get some already, but this chapter was too soon. I hope you can wait. I didn't want to write a PWP, so the plot has quite a big importance, too. (sighs) This story will contain yaoi, I just don't know how long it will take me to get there. First I thought I would get there much faster, but it all stretches like bubble gum. I really thought it would be better like that... Or maybe I'm just scared to write it.
Now to the Review Replies!! I love you all!! And because it took me longer than planned to get the chapter out, I'll answer to ALL your reviews.
Thank you to: Yana5, The 13th jinx, Sarah Costa, Pharaoh Atemu's Angel, Grey, SoulDreamer, Hakiri-Nerfertiri, yaminakathy, Silvershadowfire, HiddenInTheNight, tiger witch, Kairi-San, Haruya, Anime Crazed, xamosy, Sansi, xxhot-and-sexyxx, YumeTakato, Serena McKeenzo, SilverWing147, Rachel Dragon, Meant2Live
Yana5: You think Kaiba is wrong? Hm, hard to tell, isn't it? There has to be a reason it is in the books, right? Thanks for the review!
The 13th jinx: This chapter is longer again, but the last one wasn't that short, either, was it? Hope you enjoyed it anyway! Thanks for the review!
Sarah Costa: Well, as you see it isn't that easy. How to grasp something and show it to someone without having prove? And I don't think Yugi plans to fall in love with Yami or the other way around. He just wanted to show Yami what it meant, but now he can't find it himself. Poor Yugi. Thank you for the review!
Pharaoh Atemu's Angel: Hey, you wrote me at deviantArt! Well, here is the nest chapter, as you demanded (grins). Thanks for the review!
Grey: Whee, what a long review! I love them!! Here you get a long reply.
So you liked the fact that Yami needs sex? I wasn't so sure about putting it that way first, but I had the Taronian race already planned and didn't want to change it just for Yami (grins) But what did you mean when saying 'sense of balance' in that context? I didn't quite understand. (scratches head). It all just gets harder for Yami to keep the deal and show loyalty to Yugi.
So you don't think what I write is cliched? Well, okay, I understand your explanation and I think I can accept it. Though it's still all quite typical: There's Yami, there's Yugi, there's a problem. Isn't it always like that? But well, it's still complicated! In fact, there's so much planned that it's really hard for me to write about it (sigh) Writing the story is easy, but talking about it is not at all – I'm always looking for the right words to express what I mean, but won't find them. English isn't my native language, maybe that's the reason.
Something else: You really skip the other alerts just so you can read this? Wow, that's... amazing! Really encouraging words, thanks! I always worry too much about nothing in particular. But hey, I didn't ever meet a speedreader before (grins) I do read much, too, whereas my dad says I should read when I'm old. He says I should rather do what most other people my age do. Go out, dancing and whatnot. But that's quite offhand now.
Yeah, then do enjoy the story for me. Maybe there's the energy you described in it and I really can't see it. As the author (sadly) the tension is missing, because you know what is going to happen, why and how. Sometimes I would love to read my own stuff out of my reader's eyes, so to know what to do better. That's also why I like critique, positive and negative alike. That's what reviews are for, aren't they?
Erm, one last thing: Don't worry about the mixture of British and American English. Mostly I can't see the difference anyway, since I only learned British English at school, but after that both on the internet for years. I'm afraid I mix them up all the time.
SoulDreamer: Hey, the cookies were for ALL the readers, not only for you!! Give them back!! (grins) You want more cookies (waves with a cookie) Come get them. Er, and you liked the chapters? Thanks!!
Hakiri-Nefertiri: Yeah, the story was flowing before Christmas and all. I hope I can get into it like before, but I'm quite positive! You think it's original? Hey, thanks, you two!! (hugs both)
yaminakathy: Here, you get more! You really sounded flattered, so I'm happy (smiles) I'm glad you like it that much! Thanks for the review!!
Silvershadowfire: I love to twist ideas until they bend the way I like it (laughs maniacally) heh, thanks for the review. I hope to get the updates faster now!
HiddenInTheNight: 'Cool' describes it? Good. Thanks for the review!!
tiger witch: No, no. Not ALL Taronians want sex with Yugi! Yami wants to... because I want him to and Malik isn't really interested. He does that to almost everyone he meets, especially those he's not allowed to. So don't worry. And yes, it'll always be in Yugi's POV. I'll keep that, I'll think. The rest of your questions I can't answer yet. That's for me to know and for you to find out. Hopefully in near future! Thanks for the review!!
Kairi-San: You think so? Well, thanks! And thank you for the review!
Haruya: Right, it all just gets worse. It always does. One problem solved, two new ones at hand. Or no problem solved at all and new problems anyway. I seem to create them and never solve. Is that a bad thing? Thanks for the review!!
Anime Crazed: Bakura? He's not Taronian. He's not human. He's a special problem again, Muahaha. Just you wait and see. Thanks for the review!! I'm happy you liked it!
xamosy: Okay, I'm glad you liked it! And you enjoyed the kissing? That's good, because I didn't write something that often until now. I'm relieved I get a positive reaction to it!!
Sansi: Ui, langer Kommentar!! Aber gut, dass du ihn vorher geschrieben hast. Ich mache das auch so, seit mir einer gelöscht wurde. Dasselbe gilt für Emails und so.
Nein, was Bakura ist habe ich absichtlich noch nicht erwähnt. Das kommt erst später. Gut, dass du's gemerkt hast, Respekt. Und hey, selbst auf das Verhältnis zwischen Malik und Yami bist du eingegangen (als Einzige, wohlgemerkt)! Ja, das hat auch alles seinen Grund. Yami steht höher in der Rangfolge als Malik. Soviel erst einmal dazu, den Rest kannst du später lesen (grins).
Ja, stimmt schon. Taronians sind treu, auch, wenn sie keine dauerhaften Beziehungen haben. Und das ist ja eigentlich ein Verbindungspunkt für Yugi, weil die Ansprüche, die er an Liebe stellt, beziehen gerade Treue mit ein. Yami sieht zwar Sex als etwas an, das er zum Spaß hat, aber das schließt ja Treue (wenn auch zeitlich begrenzte) nicht aus.
Aaach, du hast die Sims jetzt? Toll, oder? Ich glaube, die können irgendwie heiraten, oder nicht?? Ich habe keine Ahnung. Ich wurde bisher nur immer gefragt, ob ich ein Baby adoptieren wollte. Freunde von mir spielen gerade Sims 2! Da geht das sicherlich. Das ist noch genialer. Aber dazu brauche ich erst mal den neuen PC. Sonst klappt gar nichts. Ich bin mal gespannt, ob's dazu auch Yu-Gi-Oh!-Charas gibt!
xxhot-and-sexyxx: Well, now I feel bad for keeping you all waiting that long. But now it should go faster, I think! And because I won't want you to die while you wait, I'll hurry to do the next chapter! You want Yugi to cave? Ooh, wait and see! Thanks for the review!!
YumeTakato: You enjoy it and I'm happy! (does happy-dance) Thanks for the review!!
Serena McKeenzo: Yes, it will be Ryou/Bakura. It is, how you will have noticed (grins broadly) The flash of white hair was Ryou!
SilverWing147: Yeah, Yami really has to have self-control. First I didn't want to put the image of Yami chasing people around in... I had it in mind myself, I admit. But I did it anyway! Glad you liked it! Thanks for the review!!
Kaworu85: Bakura should be more bastard? He will be! Was he too harmless until now? And about the Taronian culture... Well, I don't know how much you are into biology. I imagine it like this (although I know in reality it doesn't work): When you have sex, energy gets free. I once heard sex is one of the most exhausting things one can do. A Taronian has a system to change this energy to ATP, the energy-stuff the body needs. If you look at it like this, one single Taronian couldn't survive, because the digestive system is accepting a minor bit of food only, which the body can't get much energy out of, because it doesn't work right anymore. It's a thing similar to the appendix, which is only a remnant of an intestine used to digest raw flesh. As humans stopped eating raw flesh it stopped working and is now useless to us. Think of it like that. The Taronians found a way to produce energy through sex and stopped eating. Why buy food when you don't need it? The reason why they have to eat once in a month now is, that the stomach would stop working completely if they didn't. I hope that made it clear to you. If you still have questions or I looked one of the words up wrongly (since I'm German), tell me. Thanks for the review and your interest!
Rachel Dragon: You saw the connection to the incubi? Great, because that's where the idea was originally from as I created the Taronians in a moment of boredom. Just that it's a whole culture and they're not demons. Thanks for the review!!
Meant2Live: You want some action? Well, and I need time! Please tell Toli that I'll do my best, but won't abandon the plot for it. (grins) I'm nervous to write it, but I'll definitely do it. Just at the right time and the right place. It all should work according to my plans. But even if it does, I can't tell you when the action will come. Sorry. Thanks for the review!!
Rikainiel: Oh, the review isn't that short, really. There are much shorter ones, y'know. And I know how that is, to not have time to review. I don't have it, either. When I read, I read at my own computer (without internet) and I have no time to go back and review the next day. Then I forget. It's a shame. About Malik: You're right, he isn't interested. I never wrote about Malik before and I don't think he'll be a major character or be paired up with someone later on. He's just kind of there. Thank you for the review!!
Whew, that was it all! You all should know how much I love you! That's the longest review reply ever… I wrote the review replies until deep into the night and have to get up early. In... er... (looks at clock) four hours. I'm going to sleep now!