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Dont own Yugioh, so stop calling me for the money that I make from the show.
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------ the enchantress' curse, or gift? ------
"Love, love, wake up." Yami gently shook his hikari. The young boy's mouth hung a small bit open, just enough for Yami to see some white enamel. As the Pharaoh shook his love, the light would run the tip of his tongue over his teeth and flash a two-second grin. Yugi was adorable when he slept.
Seeing that he wasn't going to wake the teen, Yami sighed and put one arm under his love's knees and the other under his armpits. The light flinched and tensed from the contact. "It's just me, love." The teen in Yami's arms relaxed as he whispered. He slowly and carefully picked up the boy and began to cradle him. The younger of the two smashed his face into Yami's chest and subconsciously wrapped his arms around the the dark's neck. Closing the door with his foot, Yami walked over to the Game Shop.
There had to be some trust for Yami left in the boy, the dark figured. If the teen was able to calm down when he heard the dark at a time when the body is most vulnerable, that had to mean something. Sighing from how ridiculous he sounded, the crimson-eyed male opened the Game Shop's door, shutting and locking it once inside.
It took a little longer for the dark to get up the stairs, since he was still carrying his precious love. But he was able to climb the steps, open the house door, close it, lock it, chain it and walk into their bedroom without Yugi once stirring. Yami gradually laid the teen down into his twin-sized bed. He combed his fingers through the younger's hair, pushing all the strands away from the resting teen's beautiful face.
Yami turned towards his love's feet. He slipped off the boy's shoes, placing them under the bed. He proceeded by taking off Yugi's socks, which Yami had bought from the hospital shop several days before, and tucked them into the sneakers.
Once he was done, the Pharaoh brought his hands to the button of violet-eyed teen's jeans. He wasn't going to do anything sick or perverted, he just didn't want Yugi to sleep in the pants. As soon as his pushed the button through the hole, a familiar burning sensation returned to the front of Yami's hips. His light's breathing hitched and the still sleeping hikari swatted at the Pharaoh's hand. The teen mumbled, "Don't hurt me, Keith."
Looking down at the boy with great empathy, Yami smiled and re-buttoned his love's pants, earning another searing hot pain where his fingers touched Yugi. He caressed the light's cheeks lovingly.
The young Pharaoh sat down on the ledge of his black bed. He kicked his sandals under the bed. The crimson-eyed teen curled up his hand, put his elbow on his thigh and held his head up with his fist. He watched his utterly perfect love until slumber overtook him.
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Yugi awoke with a yawn. He slowly opened his amethyst eyes. He was confused for a second by why he was lying down instead of being propped up against the car seat. He blinked several times, taking away his blurry vision. The light saw that he was on his bed, his shoes removed, and his guardian was sitting on his bed, his hand supporting his sleeping face.
Presuming that his dark brought him to their room, the pale boy rubbed his eyes and threw his feet over the side of his mattress. He pushing on the linens with his right arm and stood up. He glanced absentmindedly at the dark magician alarm clock. 9:32. It took a moment for Yugi to realize the current condition of the now clean room. The light would have to ask Yami where he put everything. But hey, who would want to make love with their partner in a messy room?
(Wait, where did that come from?) Yugi thought as he tiptoed out of the bedroom. He walked over to the den, turned on the computer and sank down into the desk chair. The light signed onto the Internet, under the screen name, EnergizerBunnysClone. It instantly sent an outgoing message to whoever was online, saying, 'if you're here, who's at the super market bagging groceries?' He opened his mailbox. There were over fifty-six e-mails. Though he knew that all of them were junk mail, Yugi still went through them. After he deleted forty of them, an IM popped up.
5-fingerdiscounter: hello, hikari.
Yugi smiled and began to type.
EnergizerBunnysClone: hi, bakura. how many times do i have 2 tell u 2 change ur screen name?
5-fingerdiscounter: why? i love it. so does my little wife
EnergizerBunnysClone: well, it might give out the wrong idea
5-fingerdiscounter: all thoughts erupted by my name were true once c(:
EnergizerBunnysClone: w/e. y r u on the computer? i would hav thought that u n ryou would be... u know... right now
5-fingerdiscounter: we already did. he's sleeping currently. y r u on the computer? i would have thought that u n yami would be... u know... right now
EnergizerBunnysClone: very funny but no, he is sleeping
The light sighed as he thought of his guardian. He hoped that he didn't get the dark too mad. That promise seemed so important to the crimson-eyed teen. Rubbing his temple, the pale boy sighed again. He should have just promised. It would have been a lie, but still.
5-fingerdiscounter: why so gloom, dear hikari
The light pouted.
EnergizerBunnysClone: u hav no clue what privacy is do u?
5-fingerdiscounter: no. ask my wife. so what is wrong, did yami do something stupid?
Yugi shook his head, knowing that Bakura would see it. He should have made that promise. But why did Yami want to make it? Why would his dark want to keep that promise when he knew of the horrible scars on the light's private area?
5-fingerdiscounter: so, what?
EnergizerBunnysClone: its nothing. i said something that got him really upset
There was a pause. The tomb robber wrote something, but then stopped. It was another twenty seconds before the yami started writing up again.
5-fingerdiscounter: well, he wont stay mad at you, if he really is mad. he was so worried during those 2 months, he wont be able to be upset now that he has u
The light smiled, putting up a show for the watching Bakura, though he was fuming. (Now Bakura is lying to me?) He thought bitterly.
EnergizerBunnysClone: w/e
5-fingerdiscounter: i would love to chat on, but my wife has awoken and wants to have more... cough cough. and dont worry, i wont watch over u and yami until we meet again
EnergizerBunnysClone: ok. c u 2morrow. n dont hurt ryou 2 much. he might hav 2 stock shelves n he cant with a stiff back c(:
5-fingerdiscounter: darn. ...00... gentle it is. well, bye hikari
With that, Bakura logged off. Yugi scratched his neck and continued to delete the spam mail.
Once he was done checking his mail, the light turned off the computer and stood up. Feeling quite bored with himself, the light walked over to the bathroom. The tiles sent a chill up his skinny legs. As he made his way in front of the sink, the hikari pinched his nose. He took his free hand and turned on the faucet. The boy cupped his hands and filled the bowl with water. Slowly, he splashed the cold, clear liquid onto his face. The violet-eyed teen looked up almost tiredly to see his reflection.
Yugi gasped as he saw himself for the first time. He was... was...
Repulsive. His skin was so scarred. There was hardly three inches without the evidence of a gash. The light's once smooth and baby like face was now... Yugi's eyes widened terribly, sparkling tears glistening over the boy's purple orbs. Raising his soft hands to his cheek, Yugi allowed several, salty droplets run down his face. His fingertips put pressure on the flesh and felt out the bone under it. It was deeper in than his right cheek. The hikari had to look away from the horrid image of himself in the mirror.
Unfortunately, his gaze fell down to flesh on the right side of his chest. The wide collar of his shirt had been pulled down, revealing a very straight scar. He didn't remember ever having it. In the hospital bathroom, he had been too busy thinking about what was happening between him and Yami to notice. Yugi shifted so the collar fell a little lowly, exposing the right half of a H. As though handling an explosive, the weeping male pulled the white fabric down so the entire word could be seen, uninterrupted. His rapist's name blazed fiercely on his pale skin. KEITH.
KEITH. KEITH. KEITH. The man labeled Yugi as his own. From that point on, the light was his. The boy was branded and forever tainted.
Moist tears rolled down his face and neck. He had no clue of exactly how long he stood in front of the sink, crying and staring down at the word engraved into him. As he did, a thought popped into his mind, forcing the extreme aching in his heart aside. Yami.
The Pharaoh had seen every scar. Every time he touched Yugi. Every time he kissed the hikari. Every time he told the light he was perfect...
That crimson-eyed teen lied to Yugi. He... He... lied. The one person that Yugi thought liked him unconditionally. The older male had told him he was flawless, perfect and other variations on that even if he saw how disgusting the violet-eyed teen was. Who would be so cruel as to do that? Falsely raise the confidence of a truly ugly boy.
As he sobbed harder, Yugi suddenly felt his wrists begin to itch. It started as a distant tingling, but soon it grew and grew. The light scratched at the flesh, passing over the cuts made long ago. But as his nails went into his skin, the itch was only irritated further. Getting furious over the fact that the feeling wouldn't go away, Yugi dug his fingernails into his wrists so hard, drips of blood welted at the edges of the crescent- shaped cuts.
The tricolor haired boy moaned pleasurably as he saw it. The teaspoon worth of the red essence spilled down his porcelain wrist, taking away the itch. Yugi brought the top of his thin limb to his mouth and lapped at the tint flavored blood, cleaning up his wrist. But as he did, that annoying little itch bubbled back. Pouting, Yugi thought about what would have been causing his skin to be so irritated.
As if opening a photo album, Yugi looked over the many cuts decorating his forearm. He was more concerned about the ones he had reopened when he had felt the need to mutilate himself. That feeling, the desire for the blade, was the one he was feeling right now. It was so simple. That itch was the yearning of a knife.
Wiping his face on the fluffy towel hanging above the toilet, the light calmly walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. Yami, that lying bastard, was still sitting on his bed, resting lightly. "Ass hole." Yugi whispered before stepping in front of his dark's dresser. He accidentally, but still aggressively, yanked open the second to the top drawer. There was a lot more noise created than expected and from behind him, Yugi heard the Pharaoh snap awake.
"Good morning, love. Well, night." The dark yawned, seeing the full moon's ray shine through the window. He rubbed his red rubies sleepily when he noticed that his love had completely ignored him. The boy was searching threw the Pharaoh's... underwear drawer?
"What are you doing, love? If you were looking for pink, lacy thongs, you might have to look somewhere else." Still, the pale teen seemed to be totally oblivious to the dark. The light dug his hands all the way into the drawer, so he was elbow deep in boxers and socks.
Sighing impatiently, Yami stood up and stood behind his love. He wrapped his arms around his hikari's waist and pulled him into an embrace. The dark felt the boy in his powerful grip tense up. The Pharaoh chose to ignore it. Instead, he leaned down and kissed the ever present hickey on the small male's neck. /I'm sorry about earlier, my love. I shouldn't have-/
"Get the fuck off me, bitch!" Yugi yelled, twisting away from the shocked dark. The boy went back to searching through the drawer.
Yami gawked at the back of his love's hair. He inhaled deeply before continuing. "Love, I am know I was kind of pressuring you, which I apologize heavily for, but please, don't be mad at me. I-" The Pharaoh said.
"Leave me the hell alone, you filthy, lying bastard!"
Those words punched the air out of Yami's lungs. "Love?"
Yugi smiled inwardly as he felt the pair of socks he had been looking for. He pulled them out and undid them at once. The sound of keys jingling into the light's palm entered the two teens' ears. The hikari tossed the socks aside. He pushed his way past his dark and to the kitchen.
It took a moment for the Pharaoh to realize what his light had just taken. In a hasty sprint, Yami ran to the moonlit kitchen. There, he saw the utensil drawer next to the sink fully open, hanging onto the the interior of the counter desperately. Everything inside the drawer was neat, as if it wasn't touched. Except for the fact that one of the steak knives section was missing. The keys for every lock in the apartment house was thrown carelessly next to the toaster.
Next to the utensil compartment, Yugi stood, leaning against the counter, looking at the fridge in front of him. His petite face seemed as if it was chiseled out of stone. Not an emotion was evident on the face. Completely apathetic to the world, except for his eyes. His violet eyes shone with anger and passion. Even if Yugi wasn't looking directly at the dark, they, in all their purple beauty, burned into Yami's own circles of fire, smoldering them with their intense power. The twin purple orbs were darker than usual, more an eggplant color. This was partly due to the poor lighting of the room and partly the shadows created by the boy's bangs. Mostly, the dark thought fearfully, the eyes had probably darkened from the anger dwelling inside the small frame of his love.
The pale boy had a sharp steak knife in his left hand, clasping onto it by the handle, his skinny index finger pressing down on the dull half of the blade. The hikari had the point of the knife to the right side of his wrist. The dark's love exhaled deeply, almost as if sighing, breaking the trance of pure fear suffocating the Pharaoh.
"Love, what-" As soon as Yami started talking, his love dragged the blade over his skin, ripping it open. Horrified, the dark watched as the plum-eyed teen's eyes moved down to the blood tinkling from the extremely shallow gash and moaned with such thrill and relief to see his essence escape him.
A pain shot to the dark's own forearm. He glanced down, half expecting to see a bleeding cut, to find his skin unharmed. When he looked back up to his other half, Yami could see disappointment ringing in the boy's orbs. Growling angrily, the boy pressed the blade to his skin, creating another flimsy slit. Once again, Yami felt the pain. "What the fuck? Why am I not feeling anything?" Yugi muttered, more to himself than the dark. His love's soft voice was coarse and cold.
It was then that Yami understood why the boy was disappointed. He chuckled in spite of himself. The light's head snapped to the door frame where the Pharaoh stood. "What the fuck are you laughing at?"
Smiling sadly, Yami crossed his arms. "Are you upset because you can't feel the high of your pain, my dear love?" The ruby-eyed teen asked.
"Why do you care, ass hole? What the fuck do you know?" Yugi sneered.
Yami ran his tongue calmly over his teeth. "Remember when I said that I would never let you get hurt by anyone? I don't ever want you to feel any sort of agony. So, I absorbed the pain you would have felt when you cut yourself. Make sense?"
The light clenched his jaw. "Fuck you, Yami. First you lie to me, then you can't even let me feel my fun. Bitch."
The taller boy's face fell. "When did I lie to you, my love?"
Yugi glared into the dark's eyes. Suddenly, a surge of sorrow flew through the link, hitting Yami full blow. His hikari shook his head slowly, his colorful locks swaying delicately. Tears rolled down the light's cheeks, taking Yami by surprise. "Leave me alone, Pharaoh."
Seeing his love like this was breaking the dark's heart. Biting his lip, Yami left the threshold of the door and tried to approach his crying light. But the second he moved, Yugi stopped sobbing. "Take one more step, you lying bastard, and..." The light brought the knife to the center of his wrist. He teased the skin vertically. "You know that I am not afraid to end it now. I don't have anything here to hold me back."
Breathing deeply, Yami stopped. His light was just... He was... Was just threatening to kill himself. "You have nothing here? What about your friends? Ryou, Bakura, Joey, Seto, Honda, Serenity, Anzu, Duke, Mokuba?" The dark listed quickly. "What about me?" He added silently.
The purple-eyed boy left out a raspy laugh. "You. You. Why the hell would I care about you?"
Blinking out tears, Yami looked away from his hikari and whispered. "Because... because you love me..."
Words couldn't seem to form for the Pharaoh's little light. He finally replied, in a deathly low hiss. "Who the fuck told you that? You know what, I don't care. Well, I used to. But now that I can see you for the flaming liar you are, I can give a rat's ass about you."
A drop of salty water exited the dark's ruby red eyes. He closed his eyes before anymore fell. "Love, please... I don't know what makes you think that I-"
"YAMI! Did you not hear me? I don't care!"
The Pharaoh slid in his eyes open. Without really thinking, Yami flew in front of his light and grabbed him by the biceps. The dumbfounded boy's eyes widened as his hands reached behind him. They griped onto the counter, giving him support. "Yugi, my love, I know you are not telling me the truth. You do care. Please, tell me the truth. Please." Yami pleaded. He leaned down and captured his light's lips in an almost needy kiss. "Please." The yami whispered into his hikari's mouth.
Yugi felt his dark's breathing against his sensitive lips. It was warm and deep. He wanted his other half to drop his grip from his arms to his hips, bring them closer together and grind their erections, hidden by their tight jeans, against the other...
The light shook his head violently. He couldn't be around his dark for a minute without wanting to lust after him, the jack ass that screwed with his feelings. "Leave me alone, Yami! I fucking want all your head games to end. And if that means killing myself, well, I don't really care now. Let me go!" He tried to wiggle out of his other's hold, but the dark wrapped his fingers around the boy's arm harder.
Yami closed his watery eyes and rubbed his cheek with his light's. He brought his mouth to the boy's ear. "Yugi, please, tell me you love me as much as I love you."
The dark exhaled onto his light's ear lobe. His cheeks burned with a passion. He did it. He told Yugi. The moment was a little odd and desperate, but the feeling was still there. The Pharaoh unwrapped his fingers from his light's biceps. Brushing his lips against the boy's lobe, Yami brought his palms to the small of his love's back.
"What?" Yugi breathed out.
The crimson-eyed teen sighed and pressed his forehead to his hikari's shoulder. "I love you, my little, precious light."
Subconsciously, the shorter male tilted his head into his dark's hair. The sweet smell of honey entered his nostrils. "Don't tell me such fiction, Yami. You can't love me-"
"And why not?" Yami said into his light's shoulder.
"Because..."
The Pharaoh chuckled softly. He pulled his love closer. "Because? That is your defense? Aren't we both past that sort of childish antics?"
"Shut up, take all your little fibs and leave me be." Yugi hissed.
After lifting his head, the elder teen stared straight into the plum-colored eyes slightly below him. "Is there anything I can do to make you trust me again? Anything I can say? Anything I can give you?"
The light slowly shook his head. "No. I don't think so."
Liquid veiling his eyes, Yami ran his hands from his light's back to his neck. "There must be something. I would do anything to prove myself to you. I would give up my entry to the afterlife. Fuck it, I would give my virginity to a common street whore, just to be with you. I love you."
Yami brought his lips to his younger half's. But just as he was about to go for the kiss, Yugi spoke up. "What did you say?"
"Hmm?" The Pharaoh stopped an inch from the pale boy's mouth.
"What was the last thing you said?"
The Pharaoh looked at the boy, confused. "That I love you."
"Before that."
"That I would..." The dark's pair of rubies grew large. He had revealed his purity without even realizing he was doing it. Yami flushed and released his love. He took a step back and bowed his head, embarrassed.
"Is it true?" Yugi asked softly. Without looking up, his dark nodded. Quickly, but still quietly, the hikari turned around, towards the wall. He placed the knife, which had been in his hand the entire time, into the sink, creating a clinking sound. The boy turned on the water and put his blood-painted wrist under the flowing liquid. The coldness made the open, but not bleeding, cuts tingle. After all the blood was cleaned, Yugi grabbed a clean hand towel and pressed it to the wet skin.
Now clean, the light dropped the towel onto the counter and rotated around to his silent dark. His face indifferent, Yugi advanced onto his other half. He placed his hands on the taller teen's shoulders. Pulling Yami down, the violet-eyed male kissed the dark's slightly lavender flavored lips. /If you want to gain my trust.../ The light said, still kissing the other while dropping his hands to the top of the Pharaoh's pant zipper. He unbuttoned the jeans carefully. The dark tensed up.
/Yugi.../
The said boy ignored Yami and pulled down the zipper, just as laboriously as he did with the button. /...Then give yourself to me. Let me be your first./
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A/N: i am ending it there. WHAHAHAHAHA! we all know what is going to happen in the next chapter. that is mainly why i have it seperate. so i will just warn you, you DONT need to read the next chapter. all you have to do is read the A/N and you will know much needed information. PLEASE dont give me a story abuse thing. i would be so pissed off, it wont even be funny.
anyway, how did you like this chapter? i tried really hard. i am just wondering, did i show yugi's total insecurity alright? i am not sure i did. or how delicate the two lovebirds relationship has been all along? and how about yami's desperation to prove himself worthy? actually, i am mad at myself for that. yami doesnt need to prove shit to yugi! he has always done what he thought best. grr. can you believe that yami?
yami: hello everyone. i dont usually only come into fallen-angel's reviews, but i decided to come in here to ask fallen-angel something.
what?
yami: arent you the one who wrote this story? you can just change the story to make you happy
why the hell would i want to do that? that would totally mess up the plot!
yami: whatever
well, back on topic. this was a truly suck ass chapter. if you hve any suggestions on ow to make it better, tell me so i can edit. i tried my best and i dont think it was good enough. (sniff sniff)
oh, one more thing... dont be mad at yami for stopping him and yugi in the last chapter. i think he had the right to not what to give up his first time in some bathroom. i actually dont think he was being selfish, though i wrote that he was thinking he was... dont be mad at him please!