A/N: hey. i am not sure what i am going to do with this chapter. i was planning to have more to the last chapter, but i thought that was the perfect ending and i didn't want to screw it up. did you guys like my contest? i am serious. it will make me happy if you enter and who doesn't want a happy writer? and just so you know, i call yami, joey, valen, seto and bakura. they are my boy toys, except yami, who is my true lover... and perhaps bakura. i love anime so much. i watched this one anime flick, cowboy bebop: the movie, and i was blown away. it was amazing! i love Spike... oh, another boy toy? yes, another lover. he really is hot. i love spike. there is a lime in here, mostly cuz i wanted to practice for something later. (wow. was that a teaser?)
let me explain my situation... I live with my family. We all share a computer. before, when i started this story, no one really wanted to use the computer, so i was able to go on and write whenever i felt like it. at the beginning of summer vacation, my little bro started to want to play online a bit more. It took a little longer to get on the computer and sometimes i got the computer when i had the writer's block. i could have lived like that. but then, my big bro did something evil. he bought this game called, world of war craft. now, both my bros play with it all day and whenever i get the computer, i dont feel like writing at all. it sucks arse so much. i am sorry for the delays. i really am. this is also why some parts are stinking so much. i am truly sorry. enter my contest.
disclaimer: continuation
I waited. And waited. And waited. But my phone never rung. It stood silent and still, mocking me... laughing at me... Why did I even care that he didn't call? I was the one who broke it off. I was the one who told him that what we had was just a friendship with great benefits. I shouldn't care so much. I really shouldn't... But of course, I did. I said those things to keep him safe. In the long run, he would be happy. But at the time I said those awful words, I didn't think of myself, something which I never do. Now that the damage was done, I understand that, even if he will be happy, I will never feel whole again. I felt my arm rise to the phone. I tried to pull it back but the limb wouldn't listen. I yelped as pain tingled up my arm as I gave more force to my thoughts. But no matter how much I wanted to stop, my hand reached the phone. The shaking fingers on my right hand crawled around the receiver while my left was pushing in Yami's number.
real disclaimer: i don't own any of the tv shows i mention in this chapter.
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"...And when that happens, my dear Pharaoh, nothing will go wrong."
Seto's words cut deep within the dark. They not only puzzled him, but excited him. Images of what the tall Kaiba described tried their best to be created inside Yami's mind, but simply couldn't. They were too pure to clasp at, unless you have experienced it.
"I shall have to take your word on that, Seth. But I hope you are right. We should be going back. I told my love that will would return shortly."; Yami said, earning a nod from his friends.
As they exited the stairwell, the brunet turned to the tomb robber. "Um, Bakura... If the opportunity arises where we can both sit down with someone on our laps, may I ask you if we could... switch boyfriends?" The teen talking blushed.
"And why, Seth," Yami said, "Would you want that?"
"I am afraid of getting a slight... problem with my puppy so near. And with these comfortably loose pants, I would hate to have someone notice." The two yamis laughed until they reached Room 2.012.
Inside, Joey, Mokuba and the two hikaris sat in the same spots as they were in when Seto and Bakura left. Someone had gotten two extra chairs, one yellow, one pink. Honda and his girlfriend sat peacefully in the yellow. Anzu was smiling more brightly than ever before in the other new chair. The second Seto got to where Ryou was at, he pulled the younger boy off his puppy. The blue-eyed male, quite red, sunk down into the empty, blue chair, pulling Ryou along with him. Ryou suddenly burst out, giggling. Utterly confused, Joey said, "Why are you laughing, Ryou?" The white haired yami rolled his eyes and moved the blonde so he was on his lap. Yami went silently to sit next to his light. Just about everyone was confused by why Seto had not wanted to sit with his puppy.
"Bakura told me something very interesting about our dear Seth. Really, Seto, it doesn't take so much to get you har-ar-ar-appy." The albino boy said, lamely, remembering that Mokuba was in the room. Everyone seemed to get the message, including, unfortunately, the young Kaiba. There was no more attention was put to the sitting arrangements.
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Yugi sat peacefully on his bed, rambling on about what he had missed during the two months he had been unconscious. His guardian had gone to get something to drink, leaving him alone with Bakura and his hikari. Everyone else had left a while earlier. The very long list held things like viewing his "soap operas"; (Megaman; Pokemon; Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends; Batman; reruns of The Nanny and Family Matters, etc.), the milk expiring and toe jam being picked at. The light was now up to events at school.
He was upset that he missed the last days of school, mostly because he had been absent for the last play in drama class. He was supposed to be the main character and had worked extra hard for the role. As he listed things he missed from school, a thought came to him. It was unnerving and, truth be told, a bit frightening.
"Bakura, who did Yami go to prom with?" Yugi knew, of course, of the senior prom. His other half, though it was only a few short weeks away, had never said anything about it. The light allowed the absence to fly over his head, but now... who ever Yami went with... Upsetting thoughts erupted from the realization that his guardian went with a girl, well, no actually, a boy to such an important, and romantic, dance.
The white haired teens smiled. "I think Yami should explain that to you." The older of the two said. Yugi calmed down, seeing his friend's grins. Yami couldn't have done anything too bad if they were all happy about it.
The tomb robber's eyes absentmindedly wandered to the clock. He frowned once he read the time. "Sweetheart, when was you father suppose to arrive at the house?"
Ryou knitted his eyebrows. "At 8:00. Why do you want to know?"
"And how long is it going to take to cook dinner?"
"About an hour, why?"
"We have about five minutes to get home if you want to finish on time." The hikari's eyes sprung wide open and flew over to the clock.
"Damn." Ryou got up and hugged Yugi. "I would love to stay, but my dad had to accompany some artifacts to the museum and is going to visit before he leaves for the airport. He's only going to stay for dinner and it will be another couple of months till I'll see him again. You don't mind, right?"
"Of course not. Have a great time."
The albino boy was at the door at this time, begging for his yami to get up. "Come on, Bakura! We are not going to serve uncooked food."
The grave raider rolled his eyes, allowing them to cloud over for several seconds. "Most of the meal is some sort of vegetable and could easily be served raw. How you got me to give up a healthy, meat filled diet, I will never know. And there is traffic on the highway your father is taking. A car crash, I think. Poor souls. Here, start up the bike. I'll be there in a sec." The teen threw the keys to their motorcycle to his worried boyfriend, who caught them effortlessly and was gone in a blink of an eye. Bakura gazed lovingly at the spot where his light last stood before turning to Yugi.
"Little hikari, have you noticed Yami's right hand?"
The light blushed. "Of course I have. He's wearing a ring on his promise finger."
"You know what it means, yes?"
The tricolor haired teen nodded.
Bakura smiled warmly. He suddenly stuffed his hand into his pocket. He took out a silver ring, much like the one the Pharaoh wore, only smaller. He held it out to Yugi. "Here. Wear it if you want. Since you're a lefty, your promise finger is on your left hand." The violet-eyed boy took the band slowly, placing it on his finger as he did. The tomb robber beamed and reached over to hug the light.
"Thanks, Bakura. For everything." Yugi whispered.
"What are friends for?" With that, the gray-eyed yami walked over to the door. "Tell Yami bye for me." He finally left the room.
Yugi examined his hand. The silver band looked like it belonged on his finger. He wondered what his guardian was going to think of it.
A snap and bubbling sound sprung from the door frame, causing Yugi to jump. His dark had only opened his can of...
"Apple juice, guardian?" Yugi said as his dark sat down next to him. The Pharaoh took a sip of the juice and gave the can over to the light.
"Well, I don't want you to drink all that artificial chemicals they put in soda right now. This is 90 percent real juice. I think it is healthy enough for you." Yami answered, wrapping his arm around his love's shoulders
The violet-eyed boy drank the cold, sweet liquid. "Bakura and Ryou had to go home. They wanted me to say bye to you."
"I saw the tomb robber. He seemed pretty happy."; Yami smiled as he thought of the brief seconds of his meeting with the grave raider. The taller yami had handed the Pharaoh a tube of lavender lip balm and told him to put it on at that moment, which Yami did.
"Yeah, I guess he did... wait. Who said that I wanted something to drink in the first place?" He asked, returning the refreshment to his other half.
Surprisingly, Yami blushed. "I don't know. Just to make sure I guess."
Yugi hardly noticed the new, red tint of his guardian's face. "Do you think of me before you do anything?"
There was a silence as the older teen turned an even darker red. The pale boy hadn't been expecting, of all things, this.
"Really? You do, don't you?" His response was a simple, short nod. Yugi smiled and leaned to kiss his guardian. The light could have sworn Yami was going to turn away. The dark actually turned his head left by three inches. But as Yugi's face reached about two inches from his, Yami turned back.
Though he had just had some apple juice, the dark's lips tasted a lot like how lavender smells. Ah, lavender: the human male's almost completely secret aphrodisiac. As Yugi ran his tongue over his other's lip, tasting more of the utterly wonderful skin, he gasped. He wanted more. The light felt Yami's mouth part for him. Accepting the permission happily, Yugi slide his tongue into the Pharaoh. The dominating half licked the other's tongue sensually, causing Yami to moan. The hikari was about to feel out the rest of his guardian when the older boy broke them apart.
"Shit."; Yami cussed.
"What's wrong?"
Yami blushed and looked down to his knee. There was now wet circle on the pants that he was wearing. "Forgot about the can." He didn't seem to spill the juice anywhere else on the bed. "I'll be back. Hold this for me, love." The crimson-eyed teen handed the can over to Yugi, pecking him on the cheek as he did. The dark straightened up and was about to leave when his love muttered something. It was meant for Yami to hear, but whatever it was was said too fast to be understandable.
"What did you say, love?"
Yugi sighed. "Whodidyoutaketoprom?"; He said again.
Still not understanding, Yami repeated himself. "What?"
/Who did you spend prom night with/
The dark smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. "You." He whispered bashfully.
It was now Yugi's turn to not hear correctly. "Who?"
/You. I was here, with you./ Yami rolled his eyes away from his confused love. Embarrassment didn't even begin to describe what he was feeling.
"May I ask why?" Yugi asked. His guardian chewed at his lower lip, but then, bent down to kiss the hikari's forehead.
"Why do you think?" That all he said on the matter. "Now I really have to dry off some of this juice from my pants. I don't want it to get sticky or stained." Yami was finally able to leave, which he did quickly.
Yugi sat on his bed, confusion swimming through his head. ( Was it completely necessary he answered me with a question? "Why do you think?" That could be anything! I know what I want it to be but maybe that is wrong. I can't risk it. If I follow my instincts and it turns out that he doesn't love me, then I would be left, embarrassed and devastated. But if I am right... /)
"Excuse me, Yugi Mouto?" The voice snapped Yugi's mind rambling. "Hi, I am Detective Alex Belleville."
"Hello, detective. Nice to meet you." Yugi said politely to the handsome man. "Sit down, if you will."
The man smiled, nodded and sat down. "I am here to-"
"Yami told me already. We were wondering when you would arrive. He owes me five dollars. He said you would come tomorrow." Alex smiled again.
"Well, um, since you are the first surviving victim, we would would like it if you would tell us everything you can remember about the day you were attacked."
Yugi shifted uncomfortably in his bed. He hadn't spoken to anyone about it, not even Yami. But something about telling it to a complete stranger that did this many times before, made Yugi want to speak. "Okay."
"Before we begin, may I ask if I could record this? Some victims can' repeat the incident in a court, either too frightened or too depressed. And then again, some force the memories out of-"
"It's okay. Go ahead." Alex took out the cassette player out of his pocket, inserted a new tape, and pressed play.
"I would like you to start from where you got up in the morning, if you would."
Yugi sighed and began. "I was sleeping at my friend's house..."
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Pressing the now damp paper towel to his pants, Yami sighed. It was no use; the fabric was now sticky and reeked of apple juice. But he still needed to thank Bakura for that lip balm. The dark made a mental note to, at all times, have some of it applied.
Deciding that he was just wasting time trying to clean up his pants, Yami tossed the paper towel into the waste basket and exited the men's room. As he walked back to Room 2.012, he recalled the answer he had just given his love. "What do you think?" That had got to be one of the worst replies to a question in the history of the universe. It almost made Yami laugh. Or course he didn't, since it was he who uttered those shameful words.
What did Yugi think? Did he actually know of Yami's undying love, or was he clueless? No, he couldn't be. The band on his finger, it couldn't have been meant for anyone else but the Pharaoh. Yugi wasn't as close to anyone else as Yami was, right? Surely, that promise to be ever in love with another was meant for him. But if it actually was meant for Yami, that meant that the young light...
No. He couldn't feel that for the dark. He couldn't have the same feelings for Yami that the crimson-eyed teen had for him. Yugi was too beautiful, magnificent, pure... too perfect to love Yami. The dark was no where near Yugi's league.
Yami was about to turn to enter his love's room when he heard the hikari. He stopped walking. At the place where he was standing, he could see in and the two people inside couldn't see him. "... So I ran out of the house. You know what, I am sorry for wasting your time with this. I should have skipped all of this and started when I entered the alley." Yugi said from inside the blue room to the detective that Yami had seen two months ago.
"What? Oh, it's okay. Talk until your hoarse." Yugi smiled and continued his story.
Yami knew he should allow his love to talk to Detective Belleville privately. He knew that he should have turned and walked somewhere out of earshot. Maybe to the nursery. But something made him want to say. To hear what happened. An opportunity he would never get otherwise, as Yugi wouldn't want to talk about it. The Pharaoh wanted to hear so badly... Hardly believing what he was doing, Yami pressed his back to the wall directly beside the doorway.
It was amazing how much detail Yugi put into his story. He seemed to remember every smell, sound, color and shape of all the things that he past. Some orange stray cat had the exact tint of a pumpkin and some hazelnut stripes on her back. Some rat had a hunk of fur missing on his left side. Some garbage can had been tipped over and a dent the size of a fist was made on the top. He also described how he felt at all times. How he felt that the mysterious person was Yami. How he felt when he felt Keith's hands where clasped around his mouth. How he felt like he wanted it...
Tears poured from Yami's eyes soundlessly. He had thought that, perhaps, he was being paranoid and a little insure when he thought that Yugi liked Keith more than him. But now, he was actually hearing his little love, saying that he wanted Keith. Yami's heart was slowly shattering inside his aching chest. Though he knew that he should leave the doorway now, to save him anymore heartbreak, the dark stayed. So the tears kept rolling as Yami eavesdropped.
"... He came down on me and hit my, well you know, my G-spot really hard and then, umm, IkindofmoanedYami'snameout." Yami heard his name somewhere in the jumble of words his love muttered, but thought little of it.
"Excuse me? I didn't hear that last part. May you repeat that?"
"Um, I kind of, kind of called out, um, my friend's, uh, Yami's name out..." The Pharaoh immediately stopped crying.
"In what way? Like a cry for help?"
"No." Yugi's voice, which had been strong for all of the retelling of his story, was now small and shaking.
"I don't understand. In what way?"
"Um, like you, uh, moan in the middle of an orgasm." Yami could sense faint embarrassment through the link.
"Oh... You said mister Atemu's name. Why?"
The light's soft snicker floated out of the room. "I was sort of, you know, visualizing him because... before I finish this sentence, could you turn off the recorder. You could turn it back on right after." The dark in the hallway held his breath, his heart hammering harder than ever before. Yugi was thinking of him during the entire thing with Keith...
"Sure." The sound of a stiff button being pushed entered the crimson eyed teen's ear.
"Well, you see... I was thinking of Yami because, well, I love him."
"Oh."; There was a moment of silence.
"You can turn the recorder back on." The same sound of a button being pressed down exited the room. "So, Keith stopped and said..."
The Pharaoh didn't hear anything after that. His head had become as light as a bubble. He pushed himself off the wall and began to walk. He hadn't made a decision where he was going, but he was pretty sure his legs were taking him to the nursery. They usually do.
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Detective Belleville stood up and put out his hand. "Thank you so much, Yugi. We have enough information here to put him in jail for a very long time."
Yugi smiled and took the hand. It tingled, but other than that, nothing. "Your welcome. Before you go, may I ask you something?"
"Sure."
The light sighed. "Well, does what Keith did to me actually considered rape?" Confusion smeared the man's face.
"Of course."
"But I told you that I-"
"Look, Yugi." Alex's voice got extremely serious. "What he did to you was terrible and wrong. The only reason you felt as you did because you were vulnerable and, from what I take from it, heartbroken. If you were thinking normally, you would have tried to push him off. He took advantage of you... See you when we meet." Alex withdrew his hand and left Yugi alone, something he didn't want to be right now.
/Guardian, where are you? You went to clean your pants over an hour ago./
/Sorry, my love. I took a detour to the nursery./
/Bakura told me you spent a lot of time with those babies. Are you trying into a pedophile? If you are, tell me now. Don't want to be waken in the middle of the night because police are knocking at the door./
/Funny. Oh so funny. I'm coming back now./
Yugi shook around the apple juice still in his hand. It had become warm, but the hikari's throat was raw with all the talking he had done. In one gulp, he finished the awkwardly warm liquid. When he was sure there was nothing left inside the can, Yugi threw it to the trash can in the corner. making it in perfectly. Someone began to clap as that person made his way to the hikari's bed.
"Three pointer." Yami smiled for the foot of the bed, taking of his shoes. An echo of what Yugi had said to the detective rung nicely through his mind. 'I was thinking of Yami because I love him...'
"Missed you, Guardian." The dark crawled next to his light.
Once he was sitting next to the pale boy, Yami lifted his hands and brought it to Yugi's jaw. He rubbed the skin covering the bone delicately. Yami's crimson rubies had softened incredibly. The Pharaoh brought his lips to is younger version's and caressed them, as he had done when they kissed at Joey's party. The newly applied lip balm on the dark's mouth rubbed off onto Yugi's mouth so both could taste lavender.
Yami removed his mouth ever so slightly. He breathed onto his love's rosy skin. The light's lungs began to pull at air that was gone from him. After four, hot exhales, the Pharaoh brought him and his hikari together again. He kissed Yugi lightly, but still took the entirety of the boy's mouth with every movement. The littler of the two whimpered and began to move his own lips until the two halves had created a sort of rhythm. Yugi's small hands raised themselves to Yami's shoulder blades and pulled the teen closer.
The hikari began to start something close to a back massage. He squeezed the tense skin near his guardian's lower spine with his fingertips. As he did so, Yami moaned through the link and put more force into the kiss. The Pharaoh, after several minutes, moved the focus of the kiss to Yugi's bottom lip. The yami sucked hungrily at the skin, causing the light's eyes to fly to the back of his head. Sensing the pale boy's pleasure, the dark teasingly flicked his tongue on the sensitive crook where the mouth meets the chin. The light dug his nails into his dark's back. It took a couple of moments for the pain to settle. When it did, Yami tilted his head upwards and returned to kissing his love on the lips with extreme passion.
Neither boy actually broke the kiss. It seemed that it just... faded until the teen's lips were just brushing against the each other. Yami moved his fingers from the light's jaw to his silky hair. Yugi dropped his hands to the Pharaoh's waist.
"May I ask why-" The hikari started.
"Just because you are absolutely flawless."
Yugi blushed and embraced the taller teen tighter. "You know I am not. Why do you ramble on about it?"
"Because, my little love, in my eyes, you shall always be perfect."
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I am sorry for using your name: justafacade: in order for me to send you a chapter, i need to know someway to send you it. email me a contact and i promise to send you the next chapter.
A/N: I wanted to end it there. Sweet, yeah? I know there was repetition like crazy. and i really wanted to write at least one lime. practice, you know... ha, i'm being a tease. sorry. i want to thank Cosmopolitan for the whole "licking the place where the mouth meets the chin." I am pissed off that I cant find the actual magazine, so I cant thank the writer, but i will try my best to find it. awesome article, especially for writing lemons. great stuff. and sorry for repeatedly calling seto a brunette. someone COULD have told him i was calling him a brown-haired female. if i wasnt reading the dictionary, i would have never known.
sorry for the line: "The sound of a stiff button being pushed entered the crimson eyed teen's ear." I know it sounds kind of sick. sorry.
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