Title: Hope for Tomorrow
Author: Crimson Eyed Dragon
Rating: R
Pairing: Seto X Yami
Warnings: language (Yami has a dirty mouth), sexual content, violence, and yaoi.
Disclaimer: Yugioh does not belong to me
Summary: Yami is an 18 year old that has lived on the streets most of his life taking care of his brother, Yugi. Seto is a rookie cop that soon finds himself drawn into Yami's world
The harsh morning rays crept into the master bedroom, causing the brunette cop to scrunch up his face and groan when he couldn't seem to get away from them. He tried to move his body, wanting to turn from his back to his side in efforts to block out the intrusive light, but something heavy on his chest kept him from his goal.
Confused, he opened his eyes and blinked a few times at the mass of dark hair that was just inches from his face. Who the h….oh, he remembered now as he leaned forward to place a kiss on the sleeping figures head. Sighing in bliss, Seto carefully wrapped his arms around the teen's waist and held him close.
Yami had asked him to stay with him last night and since the guest bed wasn't big enough, he had carried the small teen back to his room and allowed him to sleep on his chest as to not damage Yami's back anymore. Waking up like this, he found that Yami was lying on his stomach, body wedged firmly between his own longer legs. It was a pleasant way to wake up and he wanted to start his mornings off like this from now own.
But the way Yami had acted last night unnerved him. His mind worked back through the cryptic message he had been given, trying to unravel the mystery. Just what had Yami meant by I will never be free? The more he heard Yami talk of such things that included Taro the more he knew his earlier suspicions of the teen being mixed up with Taro's dirty dealings were right. The what's and why's were still a mystery though.
But what confused him even more was that he really didn't want to know any longer. He was a cop, the 'Rune Killings' were his case, Yami could be the one person that could make or break it and yet he had no desire to see that happen anymore. If catching Taro meant that the feisty hellcat wouldn't be around any more well then he guessed the loan shark would be doing business for along time to come.
But when his superiors found out that he had been not only hiding, protecting a criminal but also turning a blind eye to it as well, he would surely lose his job and be hauled into court.
While his heart was telling him he was doing the right thing, his mind was telling him to get the fuck out now before he got anymore involved. Luckily for Yami, his heart was winning the battle but would it win the war?
Stirring of the body on top of him brought him out of his musings with a smile on his face. Tri-colored locks tickled his bare chest, as the head they were attached to turned towards him. Sleep clouded crimson eyes blinked as a yawn escaped Yami's mouth.
"Good morning Baby."
"Mmmhmm," was the reply as a small tanned hand came up to rub the remaining sleep out of his eyes. "You called me that last night, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"I see." Yami pulled his arms up and over the cop's chest, biting back a groan of pain at the pulling on his back so not to alarm the other.
"How's your back?"
He sighed, "Stiff, hurts like hell and itches like a mother fucker. But other than that just dandy."
Concern flickered through sapphire eyes, "Would you like for me to go get your medicine?"
Crimson darkened slightly. "No," he whispered, "Stay for a little while longer?" Eyes refused to meet the questioning look of the face before him. "I don't want this to end just yet."
"Who says it has to end?" A pale hand pulled away from Yami's waist to tuck blonde strands behind a delicate ear.
"You're a cop."
"Point?"
"Please rookie," Seto sighed at hearing his 'nickname' again. "Do you honestly think this…us… could turn out like one of those sappy best selling love stories? We are like a terrible cliché don't you see? We come from different sides of the track, you're good, and I'm evil and all that other shit."
"Yami…."
"I mean it Seto," he continued on, not realizing he had used the cop's name. "We…I cannot be what you want or need me to be. I can't, not now, not ever." Those last words were spoken with so much self-loathing that Seto had to fight against the sudden chill that ran through his body.
"Shh…" he soothed, as if trying to calm a wounded, frightened animal. "Who said I wanted you to be anything other than what you are now? This," he poked Yami in the nose with his index finger, quirking his lips as the assaulted nose scrunched up, "is what I fell in love with. Yami is what attracted me, captured my heart."
"Words again."
"Maybe, but its either you listen to what I'm saying or allow me to show you."
Dark eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean 'show me'? How can you do that?"
Sighing, Seto gave Yami a sad smile as his fingers ran gently though sleep-tousled multi colored spikes. "Tell me about how Yami came to be?"
Crimson eyes went impossibly wide. "W-what?"
"I want to know about the one I fell in love with."
"But why?"
Seto shrugged his shoulders. "Why not? Aren't you ready to tell your story to someone that will listen and not judge you? Aren't you tired of keeping it all inside?"
"I…" Oh gods was he tired; tired of the lies, the secrets he had guarded for so long. Did Seto know exactly what he was offering? A gift of allowing some of the weight he felt to be lifted off of him? He closed his eyes, unable to look into those questioning blue ones as he searched within himself for the strength to do as Seto was asking.
Why the hell was this so hard? Why couldn't he just give in to what Seto was offering, even if it was just for a few days…a few weeks? Didn't he deserve to be treated normal, to be loved? Hadn't he put his own heart and soul at the end of the line to make sure Yugi was safe? Wasn't it time to put his own needs and wants above another now?
The answer came so suddenly, so loudly, so fiercely that he physically shook.
Yes, he deserved it. Yes, he wanted it. Yes, he needed it.
With a welcoming mental sigh of relief, Yami opened his eyes to look into concerned blue. "Could you get me my box?"
Even though Seto was confused by the request, he nodded his head and proceeded to help Yami untangle himself from his body. Giving his hellcat a kiss on his temple, he walked out of the room all too aware of crimson eyes starting hungrily at his naked form.
Seto returned quickly from the guest room with the small wooden box in his hands. With a smile he laid it on the nightstand. "Do you want me to help you sit up?
With a nod of his head, Yami allowed the cop to help him sit, groaning at the stiffness and lingering pain the movements caused him. Nodding again, he let Seto know that he was all right and accepted the box that was handed to him. "Turn your back please. While I'm going to show you something I have never shown anyone, not even Yugi, there are still other things I do not want you to ever see."
Happily accepting the terms put on this new found trust, Seto did as requested, listening to the sound of paper being rustled before he heard the unmistakable sound of the wooden top being shut.
"You can turn around now."
Doing that, he climbed back into the bed and turned to face the teen beside him. He blinked when a slight timid look came across Yami's face as the paper he had heard was held out for him to take.
The aged white paper was folded several times making it fit perfectly in his hand. Carefully, as not to damage it, Seto unfolded it and looked at the childish crayon drawing of four people, two adults and two children. Instantly he knew who they were.
"Your family?"
Yami nodded his head. "Yugi drew that. It's the last thing I have beside this box to remind me of what my life use to be like; he doesn't even know I kept it. The day he drew that was the day my father came home drunk and killed my mother. At the time I didn't understand why but now I know that he did it ,'cause supposedly, my mother was having an affair."
Crimson eyes looked away from Seto while his fingers absentmindedly traced the carving of his name on the pine box. "I saw him kill her."
"Did Yugi…."
"No, and for that I'm thankful. I don't think Yugi could have handled the situation. He was only eight at the time."
"What happened to your father?" Not mentioning the fact that Yami was only twelve when it happened, not much older than his brother.
Yami narrowed his eyes; still looking away from the one he was sharing secrets with. "He ran away, left us behind. I took Yugi and told him to stay in his room while I called the ambulance and the cops. Later I found out, after we have lived on the streets for a year, that Dad was working for a man that you may know as the Bandit."
Seto's eyes widened as he handed the drawing back to its owner. "Bandit was Taro's main rival years ago."
"Exactly," Yami folded his brother's drawing back to its original form. "From what I learned later, Taro decided to take the other man out by killing off his 'employees'. Get rid of the workers…"
"And the boss has to close shop."
Nodding his head, Yami opened the box up a crack, just enough to slip the paper back into its hiding place. "And to answer your next question, yes that is how I came to know Taro. But I will not say anything else about it."
Seto conceded, letting Yami keep the rest of his secrets. Just this little bit was a huge leap of faith and trust on Yami's part and he wasn't about to spoil it by pushing the issue. Besides, now he had more knowledge on how Yami came to be and how he knew of Taro. The rest would come with time.
"Thank you for sharing that with me. I know it wasn't easy for you."
Nodding his head, Yami smiled a little; "Even the blackest of souls deserve a little light now and then."
Mai giggled as warm lips pressed against her slim neck as she found her house key and opened the door. Playfully smacking her date away, she walked into the darkened house. She couldn't believe she had spent last night and most of today out with this man, someone she had just recently met, but he was fun and not to mention sexy as hell that she couldn't help herself. The only reason she had decided to come home now was that she had a need to check up on their houseguest.
"No loud noises Keno, I don't want to wake my roommate and his guest up. Got that?"
"Well then as long as you remember that once we get to that bedroom of yours."
Rolling her violet eyes, Mai grabbed the sandy blonde haired man and pulled him further into the house only to stop at the open door of Yami's room.
"Don't tell me this is your room?"
"No, this is Yami's room while he's staying here. But as you can see he's not in it. Which is weird since he was too injured to move."
Curious now, Mai wondered further down the hall, only to stare wide-eyed at the two naked figures intertwined together. "Well I'll be damned," she whispered.
"What?" came a rough whisper behind her making her jump slightly since she had forgotten about the man upon seeing the amazing sight before her.
"Seto and Yami…in bed together. Damn."
"What you didn't know your roommate was gay?"
She rolled her eyes again. "No dumb ass, that's not it. Seto has had a thing for Yami for a while now but Yami didn't seem to return those affections. Then there is the fact that he was assaulted and severely injured so badly he hasn't been able to move out of the bed much less fuck someone."
"Wonder what changed?"
"Good question, and trust me its one I intend to find out as soon as they wake up."
"Well do you think we could leave them alone for now? I believe I would rather look at you naked than two men."
Nodding her head and chuckling at her date's obvious displeasure, she led him back down the hall to her room.
"Mai, where's your bathroom? All that beer is getting to me."
"It's the next room over. I'll be in here waiting for you."
"Won't be long babe."
Keno walked into the bathroom, closed the door behind him and locked it. Pulling out his cell phone, he hit the speed dial button and waited for it to be picked up on the other side.
"Red Dragon Dojo."
"Boss, it's confirmed. Yami is here, alive and fucking the cop."
Dragon: Damn, did I just do that? Everything starts going good for Yami and Seto and then I go and do that. Shame on me huh? Oh well its labeled angst for a reason! Again, thanks for the wonderful reviews!