Deepest Cut
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Major angst in this chapter. YxYY, SxY, and a bit of OOC. Final Chapter.
Chapter Three
Love for Another
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Being Saturday morning had its benefits. To Joey, this was a grand day of slacking off.
Due to the odd change of temperature during the early morning, he was free from working the rental stand.
A smile graced his lips as he strolled down the busy streets of Avalon, his golden hair swaying in the breeze.
"Man this is da best day to be out in da sun. Too bad Kaiba couldn't help me out though."
He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his baggy jeans, eyes staring off into space.
He and Seto had planned to have an early morning breakfast at Gallagher's. However, due to a call from Yuugi, the brunet instantly dropped all of his plans, heading off to confront the small teen.
As much as he hated to admit it, he was jealous. Seto was his lover. The two had been dating for around eight months. Even though he would never show his sadness of this complete feeling of abandonment, Joey felt low as scum.
He loved Yuugi like a brother, helping him out when needed, and having those guy-to-guy chats of their relationships. Nevertheless, with this new predicament, conflict always rose.
A sigh escaped his lips as he sat down on a bench, closing his honey colored eyes in deep thought.
Yuugi and Seto had been close acquaintances since he and Seto had spoke of their relationship.
The blond felt odd at the duo's closeness. He had begun to wonder if he was nothing but a play toy on the side of his lover.
It was quite a shock when the truth of Seto and Yuugi's relations hit. The two had dated off and on for a year.
The shock had settled after a few days of hearing this odd statement of proclamation.
As odd as the idea of those two sharing a relationship was, it seemed to fit.
"Man why is that dat life has gotta be so complex? I mean my best friend used to sleep with my current boyfriend. How many people can say dat?"
Once these words left his lips, he received odd stares from passersby.
Growling under his breath, he stood up, stalking off down the street.
He needed some caffeine.
"Maybe I'll go to Gallagher's by myself."
With this thought set into stone, he headed off in the opposite direction, mind wandering with the lingering thoughts of Yuugi and Seto talking.
`I hope that you can fix Yuge's love problems, Kaiba. If not it will be yer head.'
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He stood in front of the restaurant, eyes wide with worry.
In front of the two-story Mexican restaurant, Micacita, Yami found himself confused and worried.
A large sign covered the window, reading Closed, will open again tomorrow at noon.
He continued to gawk at this sign, head tilting to the side as he did so. His tricolor hair blew freely in the wind, sending his golden bangs into a ruckus.
"Of all the days to stay closed, this place chooses today."
His stomach growled in hunger, alerting him of its need for energy.
However, eating was the last thing on his mind now. Yami shook his head, turning around from his stance.
His worry was on that of Yuugi. Thoughts of where his little one was, reeled through the depths of his mind.
"Damn it Yuugi, where are you?"
Sighing to himself, he set off, a new mission assembled in the matter of seconds.
Operation find Yuugi had begun.
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As the old saying goes, silence is golden.
Yuugi enjoyed silence, much like this moment.
He had been sitting in the comforting arms of his ex-boyfriend for over an hour. He rested his face in Seto's shirt, smelling strongly of sandalwood. His small hands were fisted together, eyes glossy and bloodshot.
Cobalt colored irises softened, gazing down at the tricolor hair of Yuugi. His hands trailed across the little one's back, drawing circles in a light, affectionate touch.
Both had sat on the pier, silently. Neither had said much of anything. It reminded Yuugi of their relationship, both enjoying the pier every Saturday. However, today was not like that.
Things had become more complex than anything Yuugi had ever faced in his life. He had a tie between two people, as well as being alone.
He felt the old flames rising for Seto as well as patching up his relationship with Yami. He loved both of these men dearly. What was he to do?
A soft sigh escaped his lips as he shifted uneasily, staring at the boat rental shop.
Seto observed Yuugi's actions, finding that now was the perfect time to confront the smaller man.
"Yuugi, he broke your heart again, didn't he?"
It was more of a statement than a question. Seto's voice sounded shaky, almost regretful.
The twenty-one year old sat silently for a minute, staring off into space as he replied.
"No he hasn't. The problem lies with me, Seto."
The brunette turned his head to the side, eyes boring down upon Yuugi's small body.
"If he didn't hurt you, then what is it?"
The wind picked up around them, blowing their hair into chaos. He turned around, facing the man that held him in his arms. Blood-shot amethyst eyes gazed at Seto, a blank stare marring Yuugi's face.
"I realized that I cannot make him happy. I cannot not give him what we had in the past. Things are so different and complex now. I'm just afraid that it would only ruin things, especially now."
Yuugi lifted himself from Seto's lap, standing directly in front of the chaotic wind. He closed his eyes, hair swaying in his pale face.
Seto blinked, staring at Yuugi with his stoic, almost blank face, eyes flickering with stray emotion.
"What could you possibly find more complex than your life before you moved here to Avalon?"
"I realized that I couldn't make him happy. If I did, it would be exactly how he let me down in the past."
"What do you mean?"
"Seto, it would be wrong for me to start a commitment with someone I have loved since I was fifteen years old , especially since I have feelings for not only person. But also for another person as well."
Silence ate away at the words spoken by the small man. Seto could only sit there, eyes narrowed with indescribable emotion.
"What does this mean, Yuugi?"
Gripping his backpack, the amethyst-eyed man wiped his eyes, speaking softly.
"Due to this, I have decided to do the only thing I can. I do not want to cause Yami the emotional scaring I faced in the past. That is why I'm leaving first thing this evening."
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He sat in the coffee shop, eyes filled with worry. He stirred his half-cold cup of coffee, staring at a wall.
A soft tune of jazz fluttered through his ears, slightly easing his worried state.
Honey colored eyes left their gaze upon the wall, falling onto the streets of Avalon.
However, he spotted a familiar boy with tricolor hair.
`Wait, a boy with tricolor hair? I thought dat he was with Seto?'
With the swiftness of a fox, Joey slapped down a few dollar bills, running out of the coffee shop with unknown speed.
He passed countless people, careful of running into them, all thoughts focused upon finding the boy with the tricolor hair.
Joey's breathing was becoming rapid, eyes closing slightly as he used the last of his energy, screaming out the name of his best friend.
"Yuge'! Stop right dere!"
Although he was taken by surprise when the man turned around, revealing a pair of crimson eyes.
The blond fell in surprise, his eyes wide.
"Yami?"
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The day had passed by quickly. The day had begun to fall into the nightly activities of a typical Saturday evening.
Around this time, the students of Ocean Avenue, the students of the summer semester, mind you. They threw their books down, escaping the world of academics.
The nightlife was for enjoying a night on the boardwalk of Avalon. The typical routine involved scouting Gallagher's, drinking coffee, flirting, and heading off to the local bars for drinks and of course, flirting.
However, this was not in the plans of the tourists who had taken a trip for the day, as well as the locals who were leaving the island for a trip to the mainland.
At the East side of the island, two catamarans, sit patiently at the docks, anchored and ready to board passengers within the hour.
Of the two, one stood out far more than any other sea vessels on the island, or ocean for that matter. This catamaran was large, matching the size of a luxury cruise liner. However, the major difference with this sea vessel was its shape. This catamaran was split in the center, balancing on two angled buoyant under legs. The top half of this vessel was painted in white, with the words "Catalina Flyer" written in red. This was the more popular of the two boats for exiting the island.
Two sets of lines stood impatiently along the coast, arms dangling across the metal railing. Small children jumped up and down, pointing excitedly at curious garibaldi that treaded towards the surface of the crystal-blue water.
Amongst this crowd, one person stood out unparticular. This person had bright tricolor hair, defying the laws of gravity. His eyes were the brightest amethyst, ones that rivaled that of the actual stone itself.
The small male clutched the straps of his black backpack, eyes drifting across the ocean that stood in front of him. A frown marred his oddly pale face, glasses glistening in the fading sunlight.
His tricolor hair blew, falling from its tidy holding of super styling gel. He seemed out of it, as though his thoughts had consumed his vision of reality.
Although, he was soon to fall from his deep stupor as the shipmates of the Catalina Flyer began to jump off the boat, setting up the loading ramps. A foghorn blared loudly, alerting the passengers of the thirty-minute chance of boarding.
With a sigh, Yuugi clutched his ticket tightly to his chest, taking one final gaze at the vast blue ocean.
"This is it. This is the final time I will ever set foot here." I am only doing this for you, Yami. I'm sorry that I cannot make you happy."
He closed his eyes, fighting back the need to dispel of his bottled emotion. However, he held in the need to cry. He could not express any type of weakness, not any longer.
As the line began to move, Yuugi felt an odd presence behind him, almost as though he was being watched. However, he dropped the odd sense as he followed suit of the line, walking towards the ticket attendant. Only to stop dead in his tracks as a baritone voice broke the eerie silence of his departure from Avalon.
"You have no idea what you're thinking, Yuugi. What makes you think that you cannot satisfy me in a relationship?"
The tone was oddly distant, full of confusion and an ounce of anger and seriousness. Yuugi had not heard this tone of his ex in years. To hear it now was just odd.
Yuugi turned around, staring at the impassive crimson eyes of Yami. The man stood there, wearing nothing but a pair of cut-off shorts, strings dangling from the ends, and a pair of black flip-flops. His body was muscular, showing off the days spent at the beach with a highly defined bronze tan. His arms were crossed at the top of his torso. A serious gesture he held only when dealing with a matter of seriousness.
"How the hell did you know I was here?"
Yami remained silent for a few moments, contemplating his answer, sighing briefly.
"Why do you avoid the questions of such obviousness?"
Grumbling under his breath, Yuugi gripped the straps of his bag, turning his back on the elder man.
"Look, I don't have time to deal with you. My boat departs in twenty minutes."
Yet again, Yami implored further into Yuugi's lack of response, challenging the twenty-one year old's pride, and patience.
"Since when did you become such a coward? The Yuugi I know wouldn't run away from his problems, especially the ones that have been solved."
The words struck Yuugi like a knife through butter. His very body shook feverishly as he stopped once again, turning towards the male who ruined his chance of trust four years earlier.
"You have no idea what hell I have been through in the past four years since you ended our relationship with that night of raw animal sex with Joey. I've been through so many emotional problems that they have put me on numerous antidepressants. I almost committed suicide. If Seto hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't be here right now."
A look of shock crossed Yami's face as he stared at Yuugi. However, his emotions did a 180, changing into anger.
"You think you're the only person who has been through hell, Hikari? I have been through a hell of many problems in the past four years too. Do you think I do not regret that drunken mistake? I have regretted it everyday since you left me, Yuugi. I was a nervous wreck. I became a fucking anorexic because I couldn't handle the pressure and pain. In fact, until the day I found you here on this island, I haven't been in a relationship. Without you, my life is hell!"
Yami's voice fell hoarse by the near end of his angered statement. Tears had begun to stream down his angular face, hitting the pavement with a soft thud. His arms began to shake as his bottled emotions were released. He felt a weight lift off his shoulders as he stared at Yuugi, love and adoration shining in his fiery depths.
"After everything we have been through, how can you leave without as much a goodbye or an explanation?"
Yuugi stood there, speechless for a few moments. The grip upon his backpack had slackened, hands falling down by his sides. A blank stare graced his face as his head fell into a bestowed position.
"I'm aware of the problems that you and I have both faced for the past four years, Yami. You forget that Joey and I had made a truce of this age-old betrayal. He has told me these things not long ago. However, I cannot lie to you. As much as I love you, it wouldn't work out, Yami. I have to leave in order to make you happy."
The crimson-eyed male's face fell into that of agitation. His crossed arms had fallen in the midst of his angered statement. He was becoming extremely confused, and yet worried for Yuugi's sanity.
"Yuugi, you're everything to me. I don't understand what you mean by leaving. Why must you leave in order to keep me happy?"
"The Ship will set sail in ten minutes! Catalina Flyer departs in ten minutes!"
The speakers of the captain's voice of the boat echoed through the air, alerting Yuugi of his slim, almost final chance of exiting the island once and for all.
"Yami, I have to go. This is the best for the both of us."
Yami interfered, holding onto Yuugi's wrist with a sturdy grip.
"No, you're not leaving. I won't let you. Just tell me why you can't stay with me. Can't you see that you're my world Yuugi?"
By now, Yami was fully broken down, heart wrenching sobs escaped through his lips. The oddly stoic male had finally lost it, revealing his heart and soul to the person who he had loved since his teenaged years.
"You want to know? You really want to fucking know? I have feelings for someone other than you, Yami. I love both of you with the same passion. Do you know how hard it is to live on the same island as the both of you? I can't handle this pressure any longer and I do not want you to suffer the pain I felt when I lost you to that mistake."
Yuugi dropped his backpack, collapsing onto the concrete with a heart throbbing sob. Tears flooded down his face. The dam of his bottled emotion had finally fallen. Four years of pain were scarring over, leaving him to pick up the pieces of his emotions.
"So that's the reason. Yuugi, I know of the things you have gone through. Seto called me and told me your plan of leaving. He told me that you still had feelings for him, and that you didn't want to break my heart with this confession. But you obviously do not remember how much I care for you, little one."
The elder of the two smiled sadly, bending down on his knees, wrapping his arms around Yuugi. He pulled the younger into a tight embrace, resting his head on Yuugi's shoulder.
"Yami this isn't right. We can't go on. I love you so much that it hurts."
As these words drifted through Yami's mind. He smiled, trailing his fingers through the downy soft strands of tricolor hair. A motive he used in the past to comfort Yuugi.
"I don't care if you still have feelings for an old flame, Yuugi. I want you to stay with me. We can work this out and start over again. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You're my world."
Both sat there in each other's arms, silently basking in the comfort that they both needed for so long.
"Will you give us a chance?"
Yuugi lifted his head, amethyst eyes boring into Yami's softened crimson.
He didn't respond verbally, not trusting his voice. He merely nodded in response.
The final horn of the Catalina Flyer's departure had commenced, leaving the docks of the island as Yuugi gazed at it with a look of relief.
He had almost made the second worst mistake in his life.
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The sun fully began to set, the air-cooling as it did so.
Yuugi continued to rethink of his past, sitting on the sandy beach. A smile graced his lips as he dug his toes in the cool sand.
However, a small moan of excitement escaped his lips as he felt a pair of tanned arms wrap around his slim waist, pressing him back into the awaiting arms of his fiancé .
A warm pair of lips met the juncture of his pale neck, nipping playfully at the exposed skin.
"Y, Yami," he whispered, resting his hands on the male's bare legs, holding back a moan.
"What are you thinking about, love?"
A giggle echoed through the empty crevices of the beach as Yami continued his seductive ministrations.
"I was thinking of the first cut we had gone through last year when I almost left Avalon."
"I see. Well I'm glad that you didn't go, otherwise, I wouldn't have my little uke any longer."
"YAMI!"
"What? Once a pervert always a pervert right?"
Yuugi could only roll his eyes as he kissed Yami under his chin, giggling slightly.
"Oh trust me; I will prove you wrong on our honeymoon, Yami."
"Heh, we shall, little one. We shall."
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Fin.