A/N: Hey! I am trying to write super fast to make up for the long break between chapters 11 and 12. If the last chapter looked totally disgusting and you couldn't understand it at all, tell me and I'll try really hard to edit it. And I have to use the Mac. I can't use the old computer for reasons that are complicated. Unless you want to wait over a month for the next chapter, I will have to use nasty Apple Works. (grrr... I don't like Apple Works) Anyways, enjoy.
Warning: This chapter contains some adult themes. (Meaning: there is only an ounce of lemonade in this chapter. Just a taste to get you interested in buying a large glass later.)
Disclaimer: continuation (This one is long to make up for having a short one last time)
The first thing I felt was his tears. Falling from his perfect jawbone to land on my pasty face. I couldn't see but I knew it was him. I couldn't hear but I knew he was chanting in a language thousands of years old. Then, I felt his body heat from his legs at the middle of my back. Judging by the bumps and dips of the legs, he was sitting cross-legged with me on top. A burning, uncomfortable sensation ran throughout my limp body to collect between my breasts. As this sensation left my toes, fingers, forehead, shins... it was replaced by a soothing chill. Pressure built on the mass of burning. My eyes flew open as well as my mouth. I could only see blurs. I tried to scream in agony, but couldn't. Not an ounce of the hot sensation was in any part of my body except my chest. I thought it was going to explode. I closed my eyes so I couldn't see my guts jump into the air. But then... I felt the warmness evaporate. Once again, I flung open my eyes. Everything was a lot less blurry, but I still couldn't make out shapes. From my chest area, a shinning light escaped. It was beautiful, with colorful sparkles flowing in it. I was unsure whether it was liquid or gas. The light twirled around in the air and made a path to the figure holding me. It hit him squarely in the chest, right where his heart would be. He continued to chant. However, even in my weaken state of sight, I could see the amount of suffering in his face. As the end of the string of light exited me, taking along the last of the burning, my eyes cleared. I gained control over my body again. I quickly sat up. Yami smiled at me. He looked... so happy. His face contorted in pain. His glaze fell from me to his chest. The light was almost completely inside him. As the string finally entered him, Yami began to wobble maniacally, falling backwards. His crimson eyes shut. He stopped breathing.
(\thoughts/) /mind link/ ))flashback((
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-------Flight again------
The cold, bathroom tile under the teen's feet bothered him. Normally, he wouldn't have minded. He would have welcomed the chill any other day of that week. But any other day of that week, he had his love laying next to him, warming him up to an almost uncomfortable heat in the summer's night. Almost. Now, the frostiness of the tiled ground only reminded the dark that he sleep alone. Without the small frame of complete innocence to snuggle, nozzle, spoon. cuddle, kiss... And on a night when he needed his light the most. The house had been so still. He had only heard his own breath. Not the snoring of an old man. Not the bed squeaking as a pale boy stirred in his dreamless sleep. Only his lung filling and emptying. Over and over again.
Yami looked at the teen in front of him. He looked scruffy and pathetic. His hair was fuzzy in some spots then clumped together in knots an inch away. The teen was pale and looked like he was made of wax. His lips were a bit beaten up, nibbled on but not bitten. It was the same with his lobes. His eyes were white, pink around the edges. At least they weren't bloodshot, like they were half an hour before. Yami saw the male across from him lift his chin, rubbing fading bruises along his neck and Adam's apple. He had wanted them to stay forever, but the Pharaoh knew that the teen was thinking foolishly. The other person sighed.
Yami tore his eyes from the eerie teen and looked down at his waist. The Pharaoh put his fingers into the waistband of his pants, pushed it down until it was pass his ass and let it fall the rest of the way down. The dark stepped out of the pants that were wrapping them self around his feet. He looked back at the teen. He didn't seem to notice the nakedness of Yami. The two just stared into each other's pupils, unsure what was going on in the other's head. After a couple of moments, the dark felt as though his eyes were cracking due to the lack of blinking. He reluctantly blinked, the teen less than two feet away did the same at the same time. Yami reached up to the teen, hoping to feel some sort of heat of another. The Pharaoh's palm touched the one belonging to the other. It was cold and glass smooth. The dark laughed. Did he really expect to feel warmth from the other?
The laughing dark turned to the shower. He walked toward it, taking his reflection in the mirror with him.
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"Are you going to be okay alone, Yugi?" Ryou asked, his book bag slung on his shoulder.
"Yeah.," Yugi mumbled softly. "Bakura said that Yami was going to come in a little while." Yami and Yugi were taking the day off. Bereavement.
"Okay... I'm going to go downstairs.," Ryou said as he turned and exited the door. Yugi watched him go down the stairs. The pale teen turned around to sit on the couch, but bumped into another friend's chest.
"Sorry, Bakura," Yugi said, looking up at the white haired teen's face.
"It's okay." Yugi went around his friend and made his way to the couch. "Hikari..."
The pale boy stopped, but didn't turn to face the yami. Bakura ran his tongue over his teeth before starting. "I left everything open. I have no locks, unlike your house and it is rather difficult to close drawers and such from a long distance for long periods of time. You can get to anything. Ice cream, leftover pizza from a couple of days ago, the phonebook, condoms that haven't been touched since I hooked up with with my sweetheart, Ryou's depression medication, my sleeping pills, so many knives that I probably won't notice if one was missing..." Bakura saw the boy's back tense up as he finished the list. "I trust you not to go crazy and eat all our ice cream. Please, don't..." With that, the older teen left his house and ran down the stairs.
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Yugi leaned against the black counter. He had been doing so for the last fifteen minutes. The clock on the stove blinked 8:39. Yami was supposed to come any second now. He longed to open the drawer in front of him. The light wanted to so badly. He had thought of opening it even before Bakura warned him.
Years ago, before the light knew anything about the powers of the Puzzle and the spirit inside it, every once in a while, Yugi felt like he needed a cut. Grandpa was always kind to him and the light finally had friends. Nothing, except the bullies, was wrong with him. But still, he needed to feel the blade again. The blade that felt both burning and freezing as it broke into the skin. To feel his life's blue energy drain from him to redden with newfound oxygen. The overwhelming excitement of the possibility of getting caught...
The first time, Yugi had bought a razor from a nearby store. He hid in the bathroom and brought the small, metal rectangle to a previous scar and cut on top of it. Not deep, but effective. As if high on weed, he had watched the blood flow down his wrist and into the sink. Ten minutes later, the bleeding almost completely stopped. But the thrill didn't. Yugi watched as the blood coagulate. He could have stayed there all day, but then he heard Grandpa bang on the door, asking what he was doing. The hikari rapidly cleaned himself up, as well as the sink area. When he got out of the room, he felt refreshed.
The tenth time Yugi did it, he wasn't so lucky. He had the urge to cut for days, unable to sleep because of it, but every night, there was some sort of interruption. Homework, friends, chores , Grandpa... The light knew he probably looked like shit. One night, Yugi thought it was perfect to cut. He held the razor to his wrist and was about to go for it when he heard Joey's squeaky voice on the other side of the unlocked door. Yugi had forgotten about the movie night they had planned. ))"Yo, Yug, where ever you are. I got everything, so we can start soon. But I really got to pee."(( The young, pale boy was going to be caught. Unsure what to do, Yugi burst into tears, like he had mastered in drama class.
After that, it was a lot harder to get hold of anything sharp. Joey, along with his sister, Honda, Anzu and Ryou, went around the entire neighborhood, showing the light's picture to every store, saying not to sell sharp items to him. But Yugi was always able to get something.
But when Yugi met his dark, his guardian angel, the urge for another cut shrunk. Sure, the hikari still did it, but the thrill was gone. It hurt more and more. So Yugi stopped. And getting something to cut with would had been so much easier then than ever before. The keys that could open heavens gates, if Yugi cut vertically down the entire forearm instead of horizontally, were stashed away in his room, inside the black drawer, inside a pair of black socks towards the back...
Now... now... the craving was back. Yugi opened the drawer. Spoons and forks stood in their place, polished like little soldiers. The knives laid next to the other utensils. Their handles black as night, the blade shinning like a star. The tricolor haired teen ran his index finger over the edge of one a steak knife. Bakura and Ryou hardly ate meat, so the teeth on the blade was still like it was when it came out of the box.
DDDDIIIINNNNGGGG! DDDDOOOONNNNGGGG!...
The bell startled Yugi. He jumped, cutting his finger. The bliss produced was very seductive.
DDDDIIIINNNNGGGG! DDDDOOOONNNNGGGG!...
Yugi didn't want to move. He wanted the knife to return to his skin, cut deeper.
/Lov... Yugi/ Once again, Yugi jumped with surprise. Unfortunately, the knife was no where near the light's skin.
/What do you want/ Yugi said, a bit too harshly, but it wasn't his fault. Yami was going to take him away from his ecstasy.
/I came to take you home./ His guardian's voice was heedful. Yugi took breath in, calming down.
/Okay. I'll be down in a second./ The hikari looked down at the open drawer. The knives glimmered and called out to him. He bit down on his lip before making his decision.
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The car stopped smoothly in front of the Game Shop. Neither of the two boys inside had said a word. There was an awkwardness afloat, different from the one after Joey's birthday party. Yami felt his love's violet beauties look at him every second of the ride. At red lights, the Pharaoh would look over to his light so their eyes locked. Not a word or feeling said in the stares. Silence.
Yami got out of the car. He glided over to the front door and unlocked it. He opened the door and stepped inside, holding it open for his other half. But he wasn't behind Yami. The boy was still in the car. In a second, the dark was at the passenger side door, opening it. He bent his knees.
Yugi, what's wrong? The amethyst orbs peered into the concerned rubies.
/I can't go inside./
"What do you mean?"
/I don't want to go inside./
"Why?"
/He's... he... Grandpa.../ Yugi started. It was obvious that he was on the verge of crying.
"Oh..." What the hell am I supposed to do.
/Help me./
"What?" Yami was taken back. Shouldn't he be all... nasty towards me? Why doesn't he hate me?
/Help me./ Yugi held out his hands. Yami held his spot. /Please, guardian./ The dark grabbed his love's hand, pulling him upwards into an accidental hug. The taller of the two pulled out of it. Yugi wrapped his arm around the dark's waist and buried his face into Yami's side. The teens walked into the Game Shop and up the stairs.
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For the rest of the day, Yami avoided his light. He stood in their room as Yugi walked around the house. The boy seemed to understand that Yami wanted to be left alone, since he didn't bother the Pharaoh, too much. Occasionally, Yami heard his love's breathing outside the door, the knob rattle as he grabbed it. But then, the hikari only gave up and walked away. It was nearly 3:00. Everyone would be leaving school soon. The gang was sure to come over to the Game Shop.
Yami closed his eyes. His bed seemed so... uninviting. But he was lying on it now, fully dressed, shifting every once in a while.
The door moaned as it opened. Yami tried to be as apathetic of Yugi's presence as possible, but he couldn't help wanting the light to crawl into bed with the dark.
"Guardian... We need to talk." The boy's voice was right next to the black bed.
"I know." Yami whispered as he sat up. His love sat gingerly next to him. Yami placed his forehead into his open palms.
"Guardian, what happened with Anzu? Tell me the truth."
Yami sighed. "She came in. I asked her why she wasn't with you. She said you mixed up the dates. I wanted to leave right away, but she asked me if she could get one or two cards. When she heard the keys, she grabbed me and started kissing me."
Yugi sucked on his lips. So that's what happened. I had to go make an ass of myself and...
"I'm sorry, love." Yami breathed.
"Why? She is the one who kissed you. Did... Did... Did you like it or something?"
"Or course not. But I should have pushed her off quicker."
"It's not your fault." Yugi put his arm on his angel's shoulder. "Why did you come outside after I saw you two? I was waiting at the corner."
"I was confused, love. I didn't know what the hell was going on. Then, I started to yell at Anzu-"
"You yelled?" Yugi was taken back. Yami yelled less than Ryou.
"Yeah. Then Grandpa came down and..." The dark stopped.
The light waited a moment before talking. "What was the last thing he said?"
The Pharaoh pulled his head away from the security of his hand.
"He said..." I can't tell him the truth. "He said to tell you how much he loved you."
Yami's love dropped his arm. Tears fell with it. He looked deep into the dark's crimson orbs. They looked more ravishing than ever before. Yami wanted them. He wanted them badly.
Yugi saw his guardian's eyes cloud over. He stopped crying as Yami leaned forward.
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A/N: AAAAAAHHHHHH! Cliffy! WWWWAAAAHHHHAAAAHHHHAAAA!
No. I'm just kidding.
Health warning: If you are allergic to, or just can't stand the taste of, artificial lemonade, skim down to the next time someone talks.
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Yami went in more and more forward until his forehead touched his love's. Both teen's breathing increased. The Pharaoh leaned in a bit farther, so their foreheads and noses touched. He had no clue was he was doing. He only knew what he wanted. Yami put his hand on his light's neck, touching the nape of Yugi's neck. The other one was on the boy's left ear, rubbing the lobe. Yugi brought his legs and feet onto the bed, crossing as he did. Copying the hikari's movement, Yami got himself onto the bed. Yami began to shake with anticipation, but for what?
The dark twisted his head so he could touch the lovely teen's sweet mouth. He kissed the light passionately. Yugi gasped through the link. Yami licked his love's bottom lip, trying to gain access. But the hikari didn't give permission. The Pharaoh put all focus on the lip. He nibbled on it at the edge so Yami could also squeeze the top half of the mouth if he wanted to. But Yugi didn't give in. A tad disappointed, Yami opened his mouth to taste every bit of the tender lips in the next kiss. But as he did, he felt something moist enter his mouth. His crimson orbs, which he didn't remember closing, flew open. He saw the enjoyment in the violet eyes an inch away as the tongue ran over his own tongue, making the older teen moan. The Pharaoh stroked the bottom of the visitor in his mouth. Yugi gasped again.
Yami removed his hand from the neck of the boy and moving it down to the middle of his ribcage. He could feel the heart beat as fast as a hummingbird's inside the chest. Making sure not to break the kiss, the dark pushed backwards, untwisting his legs so all his weight was on his knees. He felt Yugi's legs straighten themselves between his own and one of the sinewy arms pull on his back. Once Yugi was lying down, the taller male ran his hands to the light's collar while forcing his tongue around the other to enter the hikari. Yami unbuttoned the top button. Pausing, he waited for consent. The boy lifted his hips, rubbing them into Yami's, making him moan into the kiss. The dark had gotten the hint and finished unbuttoning the shirt, revealing the light's creamy white chest that Yami began to run his palms strongly against. Though really not wanting to, Yami pulled out of the wet haven that was Yugi's mouth but didn't stop the kiss. Instead he slowly ran it down to the hikari's nipple. He sucked on it, making Yugi whimper openly. Getting excited by the pleasure he was causing, Yami bit down on the nub. The light bucked his hips, smashing them into Yami's. The dark's length stiffen. The Pharaoh slowly ran his teeth on the delicate nipple, back and forth.
"Ohhhhh... Yaaaaami..." Yugi's slurry-sounding voice caused Yami to halt. He heard himself and his love panting. Grandpa's voice filled his head.
))Don't ever take advantage of him...((
The words echoed through his head. ))Don't take advantage over him...((
Wasn't that exactly what Yami was doing? His love had been crying. He was as vulnerable as a newborn deer. Yami kissed him when the light couldn't defend himself, due to his weaken state.
The dark pulled away from the chest. The nipple was now pink with some teeth marks decorating it. He buttoned the shirt back on.
Yugi looked at his dark in horror as he sat up. The guardian ran his slender fingers through his tricolor hair, putting it back into place. He wiped the two beads of sweat that settled on his cheek. His hasty breathing slowed down to normal. The angel put on a blank face.
"Sorry, Yugi." His crimson orbs and voice were as expressionless as his face.
))You know how Yami is usually so... so... composed?(( Bakura's words rang mockingly in Yugi's ear.
The guardian got up and walked over to the door. He had his hand on the knob when Yugi was able to get pass the fact that Yami could get so calm so fast. "What?" The dark stopped again. He turned to face the light, his eyes wider but other than that, no change.
))I can't stand the constant almosts and maybes of our relationship... Well, leading me on a bit is okay, if you do it a little. But what that bitch did, never will I trust anyone ever-(( Yugi's own words came to his mind.
"You're sorry? What the hell are you trying to do to me?" Yugi yelled, sitting up.
"Wha... What do you mean?" Yami could hear his voice breaking beneath him. As well as his heart.
"Do you fucking think it is right to get me excited like that and then dump me like yesterday's trash before we can do something good?" The light felt his face burn up.
"Yu... Yu... Yugi... I... I... I didn't... think-"
"That's right, you didn't fucking think. You know, I can't even see your face right now." Yugi jumped up from his guardian's bed and ran to the door, pushing Yami aside. "I'll see you later." The light ran out of the apartment, fuming. But as he reached the corner, he began to weep like there was no tomorrow.
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A/N: Okay, here's the cliffy. Oh! My! Ra! i can be such a bitch sometimes. I can't believe I did that. The next chapter is going to be tough to write. BOO! WOO! i can't believe I am going to- Opps, can't ruin it... You know, I have been reading some really good fanfics lately. They make mine look like a piece of shit. Dead and Dying is awesome. Prep vs Punk, a kingdom hearts fic, is awesome. Things are changing, a harry potter fic, is awesome. Then there are a couple of others I can't remember. Gosh, i am feeling insecure. I am such a bad writer, I hardly realized that most of this is all happening in ONE week. From Joey's party to this chapter, that is way too much happening in one week. Review if you want. I would rather you review one of the good ones. -.-;
Teaser: Yami, my lover, have you ever heard of a thing called foreshadowing?