Calaidi– Well, here it is at last and just in time for Halloween: the YamixYugi chapter of A Yaoi Halloween. You're welcome, everyone.
"Yami! I don't know what to dress up as!" Yugi called with his head in his closet. He glanced back at the window where the sky was already darkening and sighed; it was Halloween night, almost time to go trick-or-treating, and he still didn't have a costume. He'd been trying to think of one for the past three weeks, yet nothing seemed right. It was starting to seem hopeless, but he couldn't give up; Yami had been waiting for ages for his first Halloween.
Yami silently walked into the room just as Yugi began searching frantically in the bottom of his closet again. The pharaoh smiled slightly and crept up behind his busy aibou until he was standing not an inch from him.
"Maybe you could be a horse?" he suggested, causing Yugi to jerk in surprise and fall face first into the messy bottom of his closet.
"A…A…what!" Yugi sputtered as he pushed his way out of the junk piled up around him.
Yami smirked slightly and picked up a hat that had landed on Yugi head. A cowboy hat. This was too perfect. "A horse," he answered nonchalantly.
Yugi stared at him as if he was crazy. "Are you serious?"
"Sure, why not?" Yami placed the hat on his head and tipped it slightly. "I was going to be one of those Western horse-riders, like John Wayne. So, you could be my horse."
Yugi gawked at him incredulously, trying to figure out why his other was laughing behind his eyes. This couldn't simply be an innocent idea for a Halloween costume. But since his mind was relatively clean, and he hadn't a clue that Yami was in love with him, he couldn't find anything wrong with the idea.
"Well, since I can't think of anything else…" Yugi muttered. He rummaged around in the bottom of his closet and brought out a baggy brown wad of material. "I have no clue when of why Grampa brought this for me. I lost the head, so doesn't really look like anything."
Yami smiled mischievously at the costume, then at his hat, then at Yugi. "That's okay, it'll be fine. I can help make it look more like a horse. I'll be back." He tipped his hat again and walked out of the room. Oh, he would have fun with his little aibou tonight.
"Are you sure I look like a horse?" Yugi asked skeptically, staring down at his costume. After Yami had gotten into his own ensemble, he'd helped Yugi with the horse costume. They'd pinned a striped blanket onto the back to look like a type of saddle, and then a rope they'd fixed to look like a stirrup on top of that. Yami's last addition to his hikari's outfit was another rope slung about his neck like reins. They had both been very pleased with the result, though Yugi still didn't really like the idea of being a horse.
"You look awesome, Yugi," the spirit reassured him. He patted his hikari lightly on the back and pulled him through the door. "Come on, I want to get some chocolate!"
Yugi bounced through the door of the Game Shop, holding a loaded plastic pumpkin. He still didn't understand why everyone giggled or laughed when he and Yami said they were a horse and cowboy; it wasn't that odd or funny, was it? Shrugging off the feeling he got from remembering that, he bounced happily up the stairs, ready to start looking through his candy to see what he got.
The hikari was already on his hands and knees on the floor, looking through his candy, when Yami entered the room. Oh gods, could this get any more perfect? The spirit snuck up quietly behind his hikari, after depositing his own candy on the floor next to the door of course, and silently jumped onto his back.
"Yami! What are you doing!" Yugi exclaimed as he tried to buck Yami off of his back.
"What? You thought this cowboy didn't want to ride his horse?" Yami asked innocently.
Yugi instantly stopped moving and blushed heavily, turning his head around to stare wide-eyed back at his yami. "W-what?"
Yami grinned, leaning over to whisper in Yugi's ear, "Maybe you'd rather ride me instead. Or we could take turns..."
"You're not serious?" Yugi asked, shivering slightly. Yami slid to the floor and took his hikari's hands, staring seriously into his amethyst eyes.
"I am. I've never been more serious about anything, my aibou." Yami smiled and gently kissed one of Yugi's hands, gazing up at him the whole time. "Why do you think I wanted you to be my horse, hmm?"
The hikari giggled softly and kissed him lightly on the nose. "Yami, you're such a hentai!"
"Yes, but only because of how much I love you."
Yugi's eyes widened, but Yami had leaned in to kiss him before he could say anything. Yugi moaned softly, happily returning the kiss, opening his mouth immediately when Yami asked for it. The dark delved into his hikari's warm cavern, savoring his sweet flavor of almonds and strawberries. Gentle fingers began playing with the zipper of Yugi's costume, at which the gentler duelist pulled away somewhat and looked beseechingly into Yami's eyes, speaking softly against the dark's lips,
"I love you too, Yami, but I'd really rather not do this on the floor with the door unlocked."
Yami laughed softly and scooped Yugi up from the floor, kicking the door closed as he stood and enjoyed the hikari's squeak of surprise. Then he locked the door and set Yugi down on the bed, a small smirk forming on his lips as the teen's eyes widened in anticipation and shock at what they were about to do.
"Are you sure you want this, my Little One?' Yami asked, his voice seductively low, as he moved to straddle Yugi's hips. The smaller boy's eyes closed briefly, and when he looked back up at Yami, his lips were curled up in a smile and pure devotion and love was clear in his eyes.
"As long as you promise not to hurt me," he answered, trying to sound serious and failing miserably.
Yami grinned and leaned down, murmured a soft, "Not for all the games and victories in the world," before he pressed his lips back onto Yugi's, kissing his heatedly while his nimble fingers began stripping the teen. Nothing else was heard from the couple in the next couple of hours but the heated moans and cries of loving pleasure. Never would they forget this night...