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Bow: Yay! Chapter Three!!!
Dragon: *blinks* Will there be a lemon in this one?!
Bow: *Shrugs* Dunno. I don't plan out my chapters. They just kinda write themselves as I type, so I really have no idea where this story is going!
Dragon: WHAT?!
Bow: You should know! You're my alter ego, stupid!
Dragon: x.x()...
Bow: It's that happy time! Answering reviewers time! Yay! ^^
Naturi (for Ch.1): *hands tissue*
Kayla: ^^ Thanks!
Kat: I've got half of the fourth chapter done as we speak... er... type ....
stupid kid 04: Hee hee. See above ^^
Dark Beloved of Light: Don't worry, there will be a lemon... eventually. *glares over at Dragon*
Jokid: *snickers* I'm glad Dragon can't do that ^____^!
Silver Dragon: *gapes* I'm glad that I only have Dragon to deal with. I feel so sorry for you! *hands a cookie*
Hi Sukoshi Jigoku Neko: There will be a S/J lemon! Just, I don't know when it will be! And peperhaps a Ryou/Bakura ....
Dragon C. Chan: ^^
eisha2791: Not yet, not yet.
Nozomi: *grins* See, Dragon? You shouldn't be so eager! Just go read Fire Tears and Sky's Fics.
KaTyA: I couldn't help but put that bathroom thing in it ^_______^! Evil me! Oh no! *hands another tissue and a pat on the shoulder* There, there.
Dragon: *pouts* Meanies! *runs off to fics aforementioned for some lemon reading*
~*~*~
"S-Seto!"
Seto Kaiba growled deep in his throat, looking down at the blonde who he had pinned to his bed. "Yes, Jou?"
"P-please, Seto! We need to talk about something," Jou whimpered reluctantly. He wanted Seto, but he had to ask him something first. Then Seto would be free to take him.
"Right now?" Seto murmured, kissing Jou's neck lightly.
"Y-yes! Please, Seto!" Jou mumbled, pushing him away with his hands weakly.
Seto sighed reluctantly, drawing his lips away from Jou's sweet skin. He slipped off of Jou, sitting cross-legged in from of the blonde. He sat up, brushing his golden strands from his eyes. He straightened his white shirt, glancing over to his green jacket that had been discarded on a nearby chair earlier.
"Well? I don't like to be kept waiting," Seto growled, smiling knowingly at his lover.
Jou flushed, glancing back over to Seto. "I-it's about Honda..."
His head jerked up in alarm, staring into Jou's amber eyes. "What?!"
"Why do you hate him so much, Seto?" Jou murmured.
"Why? Because he never liked me from the start! All he saw was a rich kid and imediately wrote me off as a snooty bastard!" Seto growled.
"But, that's not the only reason, is it, Seto?" Jou asked him, growing a bit more confident that he could draw an answer out of his dark-haired mate.
Seto's eyes narrowed, and he leaned in to kiss the blonde, wanting to silence him from asking any more questions. Jou placed a hand on Seto's chest, halting him.
"Please, Seto?" Jou murmured silkily.
Seto frowned, leaning back. He looked away from Jou, eyes staring at the dark blue sheets that lined his bed. He didn't want to tell Jou why he really hated Honda. Then Jou would think that he was weak. The thing he cared about most was what Jou thought of him. Jou looked up to him...
Jou reached out to Seto, turning his face so that his amber eyes met Seto's deep blue. Jou leaned forward, brushing his love's lips with his own before leaning back as Seto tried to press their lips together with more passion. "Seto, tell me..." He whispered huskily. He hated teasing Seto like that, but he needed to know.
"Jou," Seto murmured painfully. Why was Jou doing this to him?
"Why is it so hard, Seto? Just tell me, and then I won't resist you any longer. I promise," Jou told him.
Seto hung his head. "I'm jealous," he muttered quietly.
"Jealous? Of Honda? Seto..." Jou responded, smiling slightly.
"He's known you for so long, Jou. He must be closer to you then I am," Seto whispered sadly.
"Seto! No one will EVER be closer to me then you are. I love you, not Honda. He's my friend, not my lover," Jou told him, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Seto's.
Seto crushed Jou to his body, trapping him in his arms. "Now, are you going to keep your promise?" He growled deep in his throat.
~*~*~
Dragon: You can't leave it THERE!!!
Bow: Can too!
Dragon: x.x... EVIL!!! *smoke curls from her nostrils*
Bow: Torch me, and the story ends here ...
Dragon: Meanie... ....
~*~*~
Yugi's eyes opened slowly as he lay in bed, alone. What? But, Yami? Where was he? Yugi shot up in bed, looking around hurriedly in the morning light that filtered in through his bedroom window. His blanket was gathered around his waist as his eyes darted around the room.
/Y-Y-Yami-saaaaan?!/ Yugi cried out in his mind hopefully. Tears gathered in his eyes. Had it all been a dream?
"I'm right here, Yugi," came the deep, sweet voice that Yugi had longed to hear. Yami slid his arms around Yugi's waist, resting his chin on the young boy's shoulder. "You don't have to yell. I'll always hear you."
"Y-Yami-san?" Yugi whimpered quietly, looking over to the older boy. "Yami- san!" He exclaimed, resting his cheek against Yami's with a sigh of relief.
Yami smiled, pulling Yugi closer to him gently. He had pulled Yugi on to his lap, as he was sitting right behind the boy. Then, Yami started having trouble breathing. What had come over him to get into Yugi's bed? He could have just come out of the puzzle somewhere else, not behind the boy. The spirit brought his lips to Yugi's neck, all self-control leaving him.
Yugi went rigid out of shock. "Y-Yami-san? W-what are you doing?" Yugi murmured, a whimper of pleasure escaping him as a warm sensation ran through his body.
Yami was drawn back to reality at the nervousness in Yugi's voice. He pulled back from the small boy, backing into the wall that the mattress was up against. "Yugi, I'm sorry. I don't kn-"
Yami was silenced as Yugi looked to him with a soft gaze. He watched as he turned around, facing Yami completely. Before he could say anything more, Yami had again lost his self control, gripping his shoulders and capturing his lips with his own, closing his eyes.
Yugi's eyes snapped wide open, the first instinct coming into his mind telling him to struggle away. But, something deep inside his heart stopped him, allowing a warm, tingling feeling flow over his entire body, starting from his lips. He closed his eyes as his heart did flip-flops inside his chest. What was this feeling that swept over him, body and soul? He gripped Yami's arms tightly, as though he thought that he would fall away if he didn't hold onto the spirit. Yami was his only link to the real world, as he was lost deep in some other world of emotion and pleasure.
Yami tore himself away, taking in deep breaths, his eyes lidded heavily with passion. Then, he realised what he just did. He jerked back away from Yugi, his back hitting the wall again. "Yugi I'm... I don't know... Yugi..." Yami mumbled hurriedly.
He was so young. How could he have allowed himself to do that? But, Yugi was so beautiful, despite the bruises that covered his body. He was so innocent, and he felt something pushing him to make Yugi his own, but he forced himself to resist.
Yugi's eyes opened slowly, reluctantly returning from that world of burning emotions that Yami had led him to. He was jerked harshly into reality by a sound that made his heart tremble in fear. "Father..." Yugi whimpered as footsteps came to his and Yami's ears.
Yami's eyes jerked to the door as the footsteps grew louder. He lept to his feet, gathering Yugi up in his arms, making sure to snatch his jacket and shoes as he darted over to the window. Yami already had on his jacket and shoes, as he had put them back on before returning to the Puzzle the night before. He forced the window open hurriedly, placing a hand on the windowsill and swinging his body out. He ducked down beside the wall, looking up at the open window as he heard the sound of a door opening from within.
Yugi whimpered quietly, clutching to Yami's body as his gaze met the open window, violet eyes widening in fear.
Yami tightened his grip around the child's waist slightly, one hand holding the boy, the other pressed against the wall to keep him from falling over. He heard a deep growl from within Yugi's room, along with heavy footsteps nearing the open window. He cursed himself mentally for leaving it wide open.
"Damn him! Where is that little shit?!" Byono snapped angrily.
Yugi trembled violently, Yami murmuring comforting words into his ear to calm him down. Yami's head jerked back up as he heard a door slam. He set Yugi gently down on the ground, shifting the shoes and jacket in his arms. He slipped the shoes back onto Yugi's feet, and the jacket over his shoulders.
"T-thank you, Yami-san," Yugi mumbled quietly, his body still trembling with lingering terror.
"I will protect you with my life, Yugi. I will not allow you to get hurt," Yami murmured comfortingly.
Yugi froze. "How did you know that my father would hurt me?"
Yami made a noise in his throat. "Hyoui. He told me."
Yugi nodded slowly. "That sounds like him. Hyoui is very worried about me, and would do anything he can to help me."
"Yugi? Do you know anywhere safe that we could go to?" Yami asked him.
Yugi thought about this for a moment, and then nodded, his trembling having ceased. "The library."
Yami reached down, taking Yugi's hand in his own and helping him to his feet. "Do you know the way?"
Yugi nodded again.
"Then that is where we shall go for now."
~*~*~
Dragon: No!!! Stupid Byono! He ruined a lemon! *kills Byono*
Bow: Hey! !!! He's important to the story!!! *revives him*
Dragon: I don't care! He has deprived me... I mean... The readers from a Yugi/Yami lemon! The horror! The cruelty! *kills him again*
Bow: Quit that! *revives him again, and then chucks him back into the story so that Dragon can't kill him* Now, back to the story!
~*~*~
Yami lifted his eyes from the book that he was holding, glancing over to Yugi, who was sleeping peacefully with his head in his lap. They had found a comfortable sofa that was in the library, and Yami had found an interesting book on Ancient Egypt. It had caught his attention because of the eye on the bindings of the book, the same eye that was on the Millennium Puzzle. Yami ran his fingers through Yugi's hair as he returned his gaze to the book, crimson gaze scanning each line carefully. The words inside the book were about the past of Egypt, and they seemed strangely familiar to him.
Yugi shifted slightly in his sleep, hand resting on Yami's knee as his head lay on his leg. He made a soft noise in his throat and drifted back into silent slumber.
Yami's hand drifted down Yugi's side, finally resting his hand on the dip in his side right before his hips began.
"Yugi!"
Yami's eyes lifted from the book as a familiar pair of faces approached them. He closed the book with his free hand, wedging it between his leg and the arm rest of the sofa.
Jou and Seto stopped in front of them, fingers interlaced together. Both pairs of eyes were fixed on Yami, and they seemed to have not noticed Yugi.
"Hey Yug! How ya doin'?" Jou asked him.
Yami blinked in confusion. Then he recognised their faces. "Oh! You are one of the boys who helped Yugi yesterday," his gaze then fell upon Seto. "And you're the other boy who came in after the fight. I don't think I caught your names."
"C'mon Yugi! Quit playing around, you know us! From school? Remember?" Jou teased.
"I'm not Yugi," Yami said blankly.
Seto held back a laugh, his eyes resting upon the REAL Yugi, who was still sleeping peacefully. "Jou," Seto murmured, gesturing with his head in the direction of the sleeping child.
Jou's gaze followed Seto's gesture, and he colored slightly. "Oh... Eh, sorry about that," Jou said to Yami sheepishly.
Seto smiled. "My name is Seto Kaiba. This is Jounouchi," Seto told the bewildered spirit, holding up their joined hands and letting them drop back between them. Seto offered Yami his free hand.
Yami took it, shaking it warmly. "My name is Yami."
"Is Yugi alright?" Jou asked, eyes fixed on the small boy.
Yami looked down to Yugi, brushing his blonde bangs out of his face with his hand that wasn't resting on Yugi's side. "As fine as he can be right now."
Jou nodded knowingly. "Yea... Getting picked on and beaten up is tough to deal with. Especially for those who can't defend themselves."
"But, he shouldn't have to worry about that anymore. He has me now," Yami murmured, his words directed more toward Yugi then the others.
"Where are you from, Yami? I've never seen you at school before," Seto asked curiously.
Yami's head jerked up defensively. He couldn't tell them where he was REALLY from. That could endanger both him and Yugi. And it wasn't like this boy would believe him if he said that he was from a puzzle. "Just out of town."
"Why did you come to Domino, Yami? Are you a relative of Yugi's? You look very similar."
Yami looked over at Seto, slightly annoyed. Why was he asking so many questions that he couldn't possibly answer? "No, I'm not a relative of Yugi's."
"Yea, Seto! Can't you see that they're together?" Jou chided, giving Seto's hand a squeeze.
Yami flushed, choosing not to comment as Seto looked from Yami to Yugi, and back to Yami.
"C'mon, Seto! Let's leave them alone, we don't want to wake Yugi up. Maybe we'll see you at school, Yami?" Jou asked, tugging Seto away gently.
"Maybe," Yami mumbled, not having really thought about the possibility of going to school with Yugi.
"Right! Seya!" Jou called out with a wave.
"Bye," Seto mumbled, being tugged away by Jou.
As the pair left Yami's sight, he heard another familiar voice, only this one made him jump as it came from behind him. Much to Yami's relief, Yugi slept on, not at all jarred by Yami's sudden jolt.
"I see you've met Jou and Seto."
Yami's head jerked to the side as Hyoui, clothed in relatively normal attire, stepped out from behind him. "Must you continually pop out of nowhere and scare me out of my wits?!" Yami hissed.
Hyoui smirked. "It's my job, being a magician and all." He paused. "I saw you two this morning," he murmured, staring down at the spirit as he stood in front of him.
"W-what?! How?!" Yami sputtered embarrasedly, his cheeks turning a dark crimson.
"I'm no birthday party magician, Yami, but that is beside the point. If you're going to be doing things like that, I would suggest not doing them at Yugi-sama's home. The walls there are thin, and the likeliness of getting caught is extremely high. Byono is unpredictable, and it would be best if he knew not of your existence," Hyoui explained calmly.
"I shouldn't be doing things like that anyway," Yami muttered, looking away. "It is not my place."
Hyoui placed a hand on Yami's shoulder. "Then you and I see Yugi-sama differently. I have watched you and him from the shadows, and the way he looks at you... He never has looked at anyone like that. Not even me..." He murmured, looking away remorsefully. "Did he not respond to your touch, Yami? What makes you think that you have no right to love him? This may be what he needs the most. Don't deprive him of that."
Yami shook his head in disbelief. "No, I can't. He is too young, I won't. I have feelings for him, yes, but I will not act on them Hyoui!"
"Yami. Look at Yugi-sama and tell me that you do not want to act on your emotions right now," Hyoui demanded, patience begining to thin. He was so close to giving his master happiness, and the key part in that plan was resisting.
Yami turned his head to look down at the angelic child. He was still sleeping soundly, head resting on his leg. His heart ached as he gazed down at the one thing he felt he couldn't have; but, it was himself keeping him from what he most desired. He brushed Yugi's face with his fingertips gently, a burning heat rising in his chest. "But I want to..."
Yami looked up as he recieved no response, and realized that Hyoui had vanished. But, words danced across his mind before he returned his gaze to Yugi. "Then talk to him..."
~*~*~
Bow & Dragon: Kawaii!!! *^___^*
Bow: *blinks and does a double take* Did you just say kawaii?!
Dragon: Yea? So? You do it all the time!
Bow: But you're a Western Dragon! You don't speak Japanese!
Dragon: You're a Southern Californian who lives in Northern Florida, yet you are allowed to speak Japanese?
Bow: *nods* Yup.
Dragon: O.o()... That makes no sense!
Bow: So?
Dragon: *grumbles* Why do I put up with you?
Bow: Because you have no choice.
Dragon: -.-... Ah. That's right...
Bow: Yay! Chapter Three!!!
Dragon: *blinks* Will there be a lemon in this one?!
Bow: *Shrugs* Dunno. I don't plan out my chapters. They just kinda write themselves as I type, so I really have no idea where this story is going!
Dragon: WHAT?!
Bow: You should know! You're my alter ego, stupid!
Dragon: x.x()...
Bow: It's that happy time! Answering reviewers time! Yay! ^^
Naturi (for Ch.1): *hands tissue*
Kayla: ^^ Thanks!
Kat: I've got half of the fourth chapter done as we speak... er... type ....
stupid kid 04: Hee hee. See above ^^
Dark Beloved of Light: Don't worry, there will be a lemon... eventually. *glares over at Dragon*
Jokid: *snickers* I'm glad Dragon can't do that ^____^!
Silver Dragon: *gapes* I'm glad that I only have Dragon to deal with. I feel so sorry for you! *hands a cookie*
Hi Sukoshi Jigoku Neko: There will be a S/J lemon! Just, I don't know when it will be! And peperhaps a Ryou/Bakura ....
Dragon C. Chan: ^^
eisha2791: Not yet, not yet.
Nozomi: *grins* See, Dragon? You shouldn't be so eager! Just go read Fire Tears and Sky's Fics.
KaTyA: I couldn't help but put that bathroom thing in it ^_______^! Evil me! Oh no! *hands another tissue and a pat on the shoulder* There, there.
Dragon: *pouts* Meanies! *runs off to fics aforementioned for some lemon reading*
~*~*~
"S-Seto!"
Seto Kaiba growled deep in his throat, looking down at the blonde who he had pinned to his bed. "Yes, Jou?"
"P-please, Seto! We need to talk about something," Jou whimpered reluctantly. He wanted Seto, but he had to ask him something first. Then Seto would be free to take him.
"Right now?" Seto murmured, kissing Jou's neck lightly.
"Y-yes! Please, Seto!" Jou mumbled, pushing him away with his hands weakly.
Seto sighed reluctantly, drawing his lips away from Jou's sweet skin. He slipped off of Jou, sitting cross-legged in from of the blonde. He sat up, brushing his golden strands from his eyes. He straightened his white shirt, glancing over to his green jacket that had been discarded on a nearby chair earlier.
"Well? I don't like to be kept waiting," Seto growled, smiling knowingly at his lover.
Jou flushed, glancing back over to Seto. "I-it's about Honda..."
His head jerked up in alarm, staring into Jou's amber eyes. "What?!"
"Why do you hate him so much, Seto?" Jou murmured.
"Why? Because he never liked me from the start! All he saw was a rich kid and imediately wrote me off as a snooty bastard!" Seto growled.
"But, that's not the only reason, is it, Seto?" Jou asked him, growing a bit more confident that he could draw an answer out of his dark-haired mate.
Seto's eyes narrowed, and he leaned in to kiss the blonde, wanting to silence him from asking any more questions. Jou placed a hand on Seto's chest, halting him.
"Please, Seto?" Jou murmured silkily.
Seto frowned, leaning back. He looked away from Jou, eyes staring at the dark blue sheets that lined his bed. He didn't want to tell Jou why he really hated Honda. Then Jou would think that he was weak. The thing he cared about most was what Jou thought of him. Jou looked up to him...
Jou reached out to Seto, turning his face so that his amber eyes met Seto's deep blue. Jou leaned forward, brushing his love's lips with his own before leaning back as Seto tried to press their lips together with more passion. "Seto, tell me..." He whispered huskily. He hated teasing Seto like that, but he needed to know.
"Jou," Seto murmured painfully. Why was Jou doing this to him?
"Why is it so hard, Seto? Just tell me, and then I won't resist you any longer. I promise," Jou told him.
Seto hung his head. "I'm jealous," he muttered quietly.
"Jealous? Of Honda? Seto..." Jou responded, smiling slightly.
"He's known you for so long, Jou. He must be closer to you then I am," Seto whispered sadly.
"Seto! No one will EVER be closer to me then you are. I love you, not Honda. He's my friend, not my lover," Jou told him, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Seto's.
Seto crushed Jou to his body, trapping him in his arms. "Now, are you going to keep your promise?" He growled deep in his throat.
~*~*~
Dragon: You can't leave it THERE!!!
Bow: Can too!
Dragon: x.x... EVIL!!! *smoke curls from her nostrils*
Bow: Torch me, and the story ends here ...
Dragon: Meanie... ....
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Yugi's eyes opened slowly as he lay in bed, alone. What? But, Yami? Where was he? Yugi shot up in bed, looking around hurriedly in the morning light that filtered in through his bedroom window. His blanket was gathered around his waist as his eyes darted around the room.
/Y-Y-Yami-saaaaan?!/ Yugi cried out in his mind hopefully. Tears gathered in his eyes. Had it all been a dream?
"I'm right here, Yugi," came the deep, sweet voice that Yugi had longed to hear. Yami slid his arms around Yugi's waist, resting his chin on the young boy's shoulder. "You don't have to yell. I'll always hear you."
"Y-Yami-san?" Yugi whimpered quietly, looking over to the older boy. "Yami- san!" He exclaimed, resting his cheek against Yami's with a sigh of relief.
Yami smiled, pulling Yugi closer to him gently. He had pulled Yugi on to his lap, as he was sitting right behind the boy. Then, Yami started having trouble breathing. What had come over him to get into Yugi's bed? He could have just come out of the puzzle somewhere else, not behind the boy. The spirit brought his lips to Yugi's neck, all self-control leaving him.
Yugi went rigid out of shock. "Y-Yami-san? W-what are you doing?" Yugi murmured, a whimper of pleasure escaping him as a warm sensation ran through his body.
Yami was drawn back to reality at the nervousness in Yugi's voice. He pulled back from the small boy, backing into the wall that the mattress was up against. "Yugi, I'm sorry. I don't kn-"
Yami was silenced as Yugi looked to him with a soft gaze. He watched as he turned around, facing Yami completely. Before he could say anything more, Yami had again lost his self control, gripping his shoulders and capturing his lips with his own, closing his eyes.
Yugi's eyes snapped wide open, the first instinct coming into his mind telling him to struggle away. But, something deep inside his heart stopped him, allowing a warm, tingling feeling flow over his entire body, starting from his lips. He closed his eyes as his heart did flip-flops inside his chest. What was this feeling that swept over him, body and soul? He gripped Yami's arms tightly, as though he thought that he would fall away if he didn't hold onto the spirit. Yami was his only link to the real world, as he was lost deep in some other world of emotion and pleasure.
Yami tore himself away, taking in deep breaths, his eyes lidded heavily with passion. Then, he realised what he just did. He jerked back away from Yugi, his back hitting the wall again. "Yugi I'm... I don't know... Yugi..." Yami mumbled hurriedly.
He was so young. How could he have allowed himself to do that? But, Yugi was so beautiful, despite the bruises that covered his body. He was so innocent, and he felt something pushing him to make Yugi his own, but he forced himself to resist.
Yugi's eyes opened slowly, reluctantly returning from that world of burning emotions that Yami had led him to. He was jerked harshly into reality by a sound that made his heart tremble in fear. "Father..." Yugi whimpered as footsteps came to his and Yami's ears.
Yami's eyes jerked to the door as the footsteps grew louder. He lept to his feet, gathering Yugi up in his arms, making sure to snatch his jacket and shoes as he darted over to the window. Yami already had on his jacket and shoes, as he had put them back on before returning to the Puzzle the night before. He forced the window open hurriedly, placing a hand on the windowsill and swinging his body out. He ducked down beside the wall, looking up at the open window as he heard the sound of a door opening from within.
Yugi whimpered quietly, clutching to Yami's body as his gaze met the open window, violet eyes widening in fear.
Yami tightened his grip around the child's waist slightly, one hand holding the boy, the other pressed against the wall to keep him from falling over. He heard a deep growl from within Yugi's room, along with heavy footsteps nearing the open window. He cursed himself mentally for leaving it wide open.
"Damn him! Where is that little shit?!" Byono snapped angrily.
Yugi trembled violently, Yami murmuring comforting words into his ear to calm him down. Yami's head jerked back up as he heard a door slam. He set Yugi gently down on the ground, shifting the shoes and jacket in his arms. He slipped the shoes back onto Yugi's feet, and the jacket over his shoulders.
"T-thank you, Yami-san," Yugi mumbled quietly, his body still trembling with lingering terror.
"I will protect you with my life, Yugi. I will not allow you to get hurt," Yami murmured comfortingly.
Yugi froze. "How did you know that my father would hurt me?"
Yami made a noise in his throat. "Hyoui. He told me."
Yugi nodded slowly. "That sounds like him. Hyoui is very worried about me, and would do anything he can to help me."
"Yugi? Do you know anywhere safe that we could go to?" Yami asked him.
Yugi thought about this for a moment, and then nodded, his trembling having ceased. "The library."
Yami reached down, taking Yugi's hand in his own and helping him to his feet. "Do you know the way?"
Yugi nodded again.
"Then that is where we shall go for now."
~*~*~
Dragon: No!!! Stupid Byono! He ruined a lemon! *kills Byono*
Bow: Hey! !!! He's important to the story!!! *revives him*
Dragon: I don't care! He has deprived me... I mean... The readers from a Yugi/Yami lemon! The horror! The cruelty! *kills him again*
Bow: Quit that! *revives him again, and then chucks him back into the story so that Dragon can't kill him* Now, back to the story!
~*~*~
Yami lifted his eyes from the book that he was holding, glancing over to Yugi, who was sleeping peacefully with his head in his lap. They had found a comfortable sofa that was in the library, and Yami had found an interesting book on Ancient Egypt. It had caught his attention because of the eye on the bindings of the book, the same eye that was on the Millennium Puzzle. Yami ran his fingers through Yugi's hair as he returned his gaze to the book, crimson gaze scanning each line carefully. The words inside the book were about the past of Egypt, and they seemed strangely familiar to him.
Yugi shifted slightly in his sleep, hand resting on Yami's knee as his head lay on his leg. He made a soft noise in his throat and drifted back into silent slumber.
Yami's hand drifted down Yugi's side, finally resting his hand on the dip in his side right before his hips began.
"Yugi!"
Yami's eyes lifted from the book as a familiar pair of faces approached them. He closed the book with his free hand, wedging it between his leg and the arm rest of the sofa.
Jou and Seto stopped in front of them, fingers interlaced together. Both pairs of eyes were fixed on Yami, and they seemed to have not noticed Yugi.
"Hey Yug! How ya doin'?" Jou asked him.
Yami blinked in confusion. Then he recognised their faces. "Oh! You are one of the boys who helped Yugi yesterday," his gaze then fell upon Seto. "And you're the other boy who came in after the fight. I don't think I caught your names."
"C'mon Yugi! Quit playing around, you know us! From school? Remember?" Jou teased.
"I'm not Yugi," Yami said blankly.
Seto held back a laugh, his eyes resting upon the REAL Yugi, who was still sleeping peacefully. "Jou," Seto murmured, gesturing with his head in the direction of the sleeping child.
Jou's gaze followed Seto's gesture, and he colored slightly. "Oh... Eh, sorry about that," Jou said to Yami sheepishly.
Seto smiled. "My name is Seto Kaiba. This is Jounouchi," Seto told the bewildered spirit, holding up their joined hands and letting them drop back between them. Seto offered Yami his free hand.
Yami took it, shaking it warmly. "My name is Yami."
"Is Yugi alright?" Jou asked, eyes fixed on the small boy.
Yami looked down to Yugi, brushing his blonde bangs out of his face with his hand that wasn't resting on Yugi's side. "As fine as he can be right now."
Jou nodded knowingly. "Yea... Getting picked on and beaten up is tough to deal with. Especially for those who can't defend themselves."
"But, he shouldn't have to worry about that anymore. He has me now," Yami murmured, his words directed more toward Yugi then the others.
"Where are you from, Yami? I've never seen you at school before," Seto asked curiously.
Yami's head jerked up defensively. He couldn't tell them where he was REALLY from. That could endanger both him and Yugi. And it wasn't like this boy would believe him if he said that he was from a puzzle. "Just out of town."
"Why did you come to Domino, Yami? Are you a relative of Yugi's? You look very similar."
Yami looked over at Seto, slightly annoyed. Why was he asking so many questions that he couldn't possibly answer? "No, I'm not a relative of Yugi's."
"Yea, Seto! Can't you see that they're together?" Jou chided, giving Seto's hand a squeeze.
Yami flushed, choosing not to comment as Seto looked from Yami to Yugi, and back to Yami.
"C'mon, Seto! Let's leave them alone, we don't want to wake Yugi up. Maybe we'll see you at school, Yami?" Jou asked, tugging Seto away gently.
"Maybe," Yami mumbled, not having really thought about the possibility of going to school with Yugi.
"Right! Seya!" Jou called out with a wave.
"Bye," Seto mumbled, being tugged away by Jou.
As the pair left Yami's sight, he heard another familiar voice, only this one made him jump as it came from behind him. Much to Yami's relief, Yugi slept on, not at all jarred by Yami's sudden jolt.
"I see you've met Jou and Seto."
Yami's head jerked to the side as Hyoui, clothed in relatively normal attire, stepped out from behind him. "Must you continually pop out of nowhere and scare me out of my wits?!" Yami hissed.
Hyoui smirked. "It's my job, being a magician and all." He paused. "I saw you two this morning," he murmured, staring down at the spirit as he stood in front of him.
"W-what?! How?!" Yami sputtered embarrasedly, his cheeks turning a dark crimson.
"I'm no birthday party magician, Yami, but that is beside the point. If you're going to be doing things like that, I would suggest not doing them at Yugi-sama's home. The walls there are thin, and the likeliness of getting caught is extremely high. Byono is unpredictable, and it would be best if he knew not of your existence," Hyoui explained calmly.
"I shouldn't be doing things like that anyway," Yami muttered, looking away. "It is not my place."
Hyoui placed a hand on Yami's shoulder. "Then you and I see Yugi-sama differently. I have watched you and him from the shadows, and the way he looks at you... He never has looked at anyone like that. Not even me..." He murmured, looking away remorsefully. "Did he not respond to your touch, Yami? What makes you think that you have no right to love him? This may be what he needs the most. Don't deprive him of that."
Yami shook his head in disbelief. "No, I can't. He is too young, I won't. I have feelings for him, yes, but I will not act on them Hyoui!"
"Yami. Look at Yugi-sama and tell me that you do not want to act on your emotions right now," Hyoui demanded, patience begining to thin. He was so close to giving his master happiness, and the key part in that plan was resisting.
Yami turned his head to look down at the angelic child. He was still sleeping soundly, head resting on his leg. His heart ached as he gazed down at the one thing he felt he couldn't have; but, it was himself keeping him from what he most desired. He brushed Yugi's face with his fingertips gently, a burning heat rising in his chest. "But I want to..."
Yami looked up as he recieved no response, and realized that Hyoui had vanished. But, words danced across his mind before he returned his gaze to Yugi. "Then talk to him..."
~*~*~
Bow & Dragon: Kawaii!!! *^___^*
Bow: *blinks and does a double take* Did you just say kawaii?!
Dragon: Yea? So? You do it all the time!
Bow: But you're a Western Dragon! You don't speak Japanese!
Dragon: You're a Southern Californian who lives in Northern Florida, yet you are allowed to speak Japanese?
Bow: *nods* Yup.
Dragon: O.o()... That makes no sense!
Bow: So?
Dragon: *grumbles* Why do I put up with you?
Bow: Because you have no choice.
Dragon: -.-... Ah. That's right...