((Suggestive content, vague masturbation scene, some heavy language, and angst. Also, you'll notice Malik, Bakura, and Seto have a heart. I am using the excuse that they around friends. Thank You to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Per request this entry is long, almost to long. Enjoy! Please Read and Review.))
4 am in the morning Seto, in a pair of silk pajama bottoms and a robe, was sitting at the dinning room at his laptop. This was a side of Seto that only his lover, brother, close friends, and a few maids ever saw. Despite the fact they were on vacation he had to keep tabs on the company. Last night he had received an email that he needed to review the plans for the next theme park, and call with his okay if it was a go. He yawned ruffling his hair, and grabbed his coffee.
Mokoba also in silk pajama bottoms and a robe, which much like Seto no one ever saw like this, had entered the kitchen. Yawning he flipped open is laptop, and then went to the coffee pot. "I got the same notice last night. Got half way through reading the review before Honda dragged me to bed at 1 am."
"Same shit that we looked at last week with the exception of a few different words." Seto smiled towards his brother. "I wish they could just send us the revised lines instead of the whole document."
Mokoba nodded in agreement as he sat down. He pulled his hair back, and typed in a few passwords and was again waiting. "Have any thing planned for you and Jou later?"
Seto smirked as he wrote down a couple notes. "He's been going on about some new movie that came out. So, I thought I'd take him into town for a movie." Seto got up and got himself another cup of coffee; instead of returning to the laptop he leaned on the counter. "I figured also while we were out we could go out for dinner. You have plans today Mokoba with Honda?"
Mokoba looked up for his notes, and nodded. "He wants to go skiing." He gave a slight shiver. "Remember last year when he attempted it."
Seto laughed. "Much like Jou with his two left feet when it comes to dancing." Now Mokoba had joined in on the laugh. Seto returned to the laptop placing it on stand by. "I'm going to the office to call in that it is a go on my behalf."
Mokoba nodded. "Just a couple more lines, and I'll be ready to do the same." Seto with coffee and laptop in hand exits the kitchen.
First to arrive for breakfast is Bakura and Malik in boxers only. Behind those two was Yami in his Pajama bottoms. After sitting down, Bakura looked to Malik. "Who the fuck thinks to eat at 6 in the morning."
"The birds." Malik yawned and stretched out his features. "The Kaiba's." He paused a moment in thought before sitting down at the table. "And apparently us."
Bakura shot a mischievous look to Malik before sitting next to him. "No, actually I think that we made it on time this morning because we were up all night."
Yami grinned as he sat across from them. "Did you ever get hard again Malik?"
Malik and Bakura looked towards Yami. "You heard us?" Malik asked.
Yami laughed. "It was a little hard not to hear you. Remember you are in the room next door. Not to worry though shortly after that comment was made we fell asleep."
Bakura chuckled. "That comment was all in good fun." He stretched causing his chair to go onto the back to legs. "Speaking of Yuugi, what are you going to do about that little issue? I saw the way Yuugi blushed the other day when we first arrived."
Yami was now leaning back in his chair looking up at the ceiling. "I will do as I have always done, and as he does for me." He paused a moment, letting out a low sigh. "I'll support him, and help him accomplish his goal." His eyes glazed over with the tears forming.
Malik and Bakura were not fools when it came to these two, especially now as they watched Yami's reactions. "What about you?" Malik asked softly. "What Yuugi wants isn't what you want. We know that it is him you want…"
Yami's gaze was still at the ceiling as his eyes closed a couple tears ran down his cheeks. "It doesn't mater what I want at this moment, because over all what I want most is for him to be happy."
"That's bullshit." Bakura hissed his chair now on all fours, as he leaned over the table pulling Yami to him so they were eye to eye. "If he gives a fuck about you then he'd care how much this tearing you up inside."
Yami put his hands on the table bracing himself as he was pulled forward to look into Bakura's eyes. The chair behind him had fallen over. "He doesn't know." Yami whispered.
Bakura shook Yami. "Then get some fucking balls man and tell him how you feel!" Bakura growled breathing heavily. "Fuck is his happiness worth being so unhappy over."
Malik put a hand on Bakura's back trying to get him to calm down. Yami remained calm despite the assault because he knew this was how his friend was when he got excited. "Yes, and as I said we will continue to do as we always have done and that is support one another." Yami pulled away from Bakura's grip, and picked up his chair.
Bakura sat back down looking cross. Malik smiled towards Yami. "If you need anything you'll let us know?" Yami nodded. "Where is Yuugi this morning?" It was time for a change of subject.
"In the library, he said he was skipping breakfast." Yami sat back down, returning the kitchen scene back to normal. Just in time because Jou, Honda, Ryou, Seto, and Mokoba had entered.
Yami noticed Marik wasn't present. "Ryou, where is Marik this morning?" Sensible thing to do was ask his roommate for details.
"Sleeping in." Ryou laughed. "I tried waking him up, but he was muttering something about ass as I walked out of the room."
Everyone was having a good laugh over this comment, and the new comers took their seats. The rest of breakfast was uneventful.
Yami headed to the library to find Yuugi. In his hands was a bacon sandwich light mayonnaise wrapped in a paper towel. In the door way of the library was Marik, and from Yami could tell he was intently staring at something. Keeping his steps hushed, he stood behind Marik to see that it was Yuugi he was staring at. More importantly it was a Yuugi clad in boxers, glistening in sweat from doing crunches. Perfect. Now I can keep my promise. He thought.
Yami put his lips next to Marik's ear, which never saw him coming. He whispered. "The way he lifts the top half of his body, forcing his lower half to comply, forming the crunch. When in form, the beads of sweet slowly run down his slick body into those couple of creases. The sweeping motion of those bangs out lining his face, and the way the fire castes a shadow. Alluring, and sexy." He paused breathing heavily.
Yami had made Yuugi even hotter in Marik's eyes when he described him. A moan escaped his lips. Yami is right here watching Yuugi with me. Why? He thought.
Yami broke the pause, continuing to whisper. "What you don't see Marik, is that it is you he wants." Practically purring even if on the inside it was killing him to let Yuugi go. He slipped the sandwich into Marik's hands. "He'll want breakfast when he is through."
Marik took a deep breath, and then felt the sandwich. In a voice that sounded like it belonged more to a boy coming of age, than a teen of many years. "But, what about you?" Why? He thought again.
Yami continued to whisper. "His happiness is my own. Please remember, good friend of ours, that if you harm his heart I'll have your cock clamped in one of Bakura's devices." He hissed, and then pushed Marik inside before turning and walking off.
Once Yami was clear of Marik's earshot he let silent tears fall down his cheeks, and whispered to what was suppose to be no one but himself. "It is done, my love." He leaned against the wall, and looked up at the ceiling. His fists tightened, and he slid down the wall.
What Yami didn't realize is that he was standing in front of the office door, and inside happened to be Seto. He had returned to call for movie schedules, and make dinner arrangements. Hearing those soft words, in a voice that he thought he recognized but at the same time he didn't, he looked up and saw Yami.
This wasn't a Yami Seto had seen before. Not even when the breakup occurred some time ago between Mokoba and Yami. Quickly he made his way over to Yami, and with some resistance pulled him into the office. He closed the door behind him considering this not a site everyone needs to behold. He put Yami into a seat. Seto leaned against the desk, and grabbed the tissue box handing it to him. "Want to talk about it?" Seto was unnervingly calm.
Yami, with shaky hands, pulled tissues form the box tearing half of them to shreds in the process. "He. Has. What. He. Wants." Yami choked. "I. Kept. My. Promise." He went into a coughing fit, but continued. "But. It. Hurts." He slumped so far over; he fell out of the chair.
Seto knelt down quickly, rubbing his back. Remaining calm whispered little reassuring words.
Bakura who was heading out side, heard Yami's sobs from inside the office, and slipped inside to find Seto comforting Yami. He shut the door, and locked it. "What happened?"
Seto looked up at Bakura, and sighed. "I found him in the hall, and he's only just begun to talk. I gather you heard him from the hall." He paused, and grabbed the garbage can before the pile of tissue became too many. "If that is the case, then you know just as much as I do."
Bakura knelt down next to Seto, and lifted Yami's head towards him so they had to look eye to eye. "Just like I said before breakfast. Grow some fucking balls, and tell him how you feel. Your unhappiness isn't worth his happiness. If he loves you he wouldn't fucking do this to you."
Before Seto could respond to Bakura. "I. Told. You. He. Doesn't. Know." Yami took a few quick breaths, which formed sharp pains in his sides.
Seto was giving one of those looks, so Bakura filled him in over the pre breakfast conversation. "In the thick of this now I suppose." Seto sighed. "Yami, why don't you come with me and Jou. We are going to the movies and dinner. It will give you some time away, and to think on what you do from here."
"Isn't it obvious what he needs to do?" Bakura hissed.
Yami sighed and pulled his knees to his chest. "I won't be good company Seto."
Seto smiled soflty. "That isn't the point. The point is, is that you need the company of your friends. I am sure Jou will not object, and we don't have to tell him about this. So that way you don't have to think about it unless you want to." Bakura shot him a look. "Bakura just because we think we know what is best, doesn't mean that is what he wants." Seto rubbed Yami's shoulder, and Bakura rolled his eyes.
"I'm getting out of this office before some one thinks something is up. I'll find Jou for you Seto, and send him your way." Bakura patted Yami's shoulder, and stood up. "Again, if you need an ear I've got two." He paused, and grinning mischievously. "Want some hand cuffs to keep him from leaving the room, I have plenty to spare, just ask." He laughed, and slipped through the door before Yami could respond.
Seto nodded even though Bakura had already gone, and then returned his attentions to Yami. "You really should tell him."
"I'm going to shower." Yami let a small smile form on his lips. "I'll be back down here in 15 minutes."
"Alright then, once Jou comes down we too shall go and take a shower." He patted Yami's shoulder. "See you in 15 minutes then."
Mean while, Marik having been pushed into the library with a final threatening note took a deep breath. The feelings Yami had for Yuugi still lingered. Do I have those same feelings for Yuugi? I've never looked at him this way. What the FUCK am I doing? Why? Now or never, and at least after this we'll know if it is hormones or something else. I am betting on hormones. Damn he's sexy. Why does he have to be so good looking? I want chocolate, and spoon please. Marik thought to himself before slapping himself mentaly. He is Yami's! But Yami told me to… To what? His thoughts were about to get the better of him when he noticed Yuugi had stopped. Marik looked down at the sandwich.
Marik forced himself to walk forward, and take a seat next to Yuugi. He held out the sandwich. "Here." It sounded harsh, and shoved out. It was all he could manage.
Yuugi looked to Marik curiously. "Thank You." He finally smiled. Did Yami do something to cause Marik to notice me? Yuugi thought to himself, as he got a little more comfortable, and unwrapped the sandwich. The boxers Yuugi wore to work out in were particularly short and revealing, not that Yuugi ever thought anything of it because it was normally Yami who watched him, and no one else had ever disturbed them. Suddenly though he could feel Marik's eyes taking him in. It felt a bit strange for someone else's eyes to be looking at him.
An awkward silence froze the room for what seemed like an hour, but was actually only a couple minutes. Yuugi could feel the red stain on his cheeks as he reached out for his Pajama bottoms covering his lower half. Then he took a bite of his sandwich. "Something you want?" He was trying to be casual.
Marik let out a small sigh of relief as Yuugi covered himself. Much longer looking like that and he would have just pounced his best friend. "How about a trip to the hot springs today." He paused. "Me and You."
Yuugi smiled thinking. Yami must have done something. Or is it my looks? "Let me shower first, then sure." Yuugi had finished the sandwich, and went to stand up. He was careful to keep his pajamas covering himself. Damn, why am I being so modest all of a sudden. He's my best friend; he's seen me lots of times. Okay, in a more casual manor when he stayed the night. This just doesn't feel right for those eyes to look so much like Yami's when he lusts after me. He took a deep breath his brain getting the best of him. He was becoming erect over the conversation in his head. Why is my body doing this to me?
"Alright then meet me at the door in 15 minutes." Marik smiled, and walked out of the library. That was an accident waiting to happen. He thought to himself.
Yuugi was first to arrive in their room heading to the joined bathroom. He started the shower. He body ached not only from the crunches but also from his erection. It wasn't Marik that made me this way. It was Yami. Yuugi sighed as he stepped in the shower. There is more to Yami that just sex though. There is that incredible smile, and that warm personality. He is so sensitive to my needs when we are together. He'd go any length to make me happy. He must really love me. His eyes shot open. "I Love Yami." Mind made up this evening he would tell Yami.
Yuugi let the water run over his body; before he could bathe something needed attention. He was breathing heavily, his eyes closed as he hand worked over him. About to moan Yami's name, he felt someone else's hands on his erection. He hadn't even heard anyone come in. He didn't pull away though because he recognized the feel. "One last time before you get serious with him." Yami whispered in his ear. "Go ahead, and call his name."
His hips thrust as he came. His brain wasn't coherent enough to form a further action than the previous to use Yami's name.
Yami was a little shocked as Yuugi used his name. Maybe he didn't hear me. Yami thought. He then stepped back, and began to bath Yuugi, before washing himself. "Seto invited me to come with him and Jou."
Yuugi turned to face Yami, and smiled. "Marik invited me to the hot springs with him." He paused. "Met me for dinner under out favorite tree, please."
"Alright then." Yami smiled, although it held a curious expression. He turned off the shower. Yuugi offered him a towel, and then got himself one.
Yuugi had spread out a blanket, and set out two plates and a couple cups. Off on the grass was a basket. Glancing at his watch it was 6:10 pm, and when he looked up he saw Yami. Yami didn't have the happiest of expressions. "Sorry, I'm late. I took the bus home. Seto and Jou were going out for dinner." He paused rolling his eyes. "It was a bad idea to join those two. I never knew a seat could be used in such a fashion."
Yuugi was slightly pink as he laughed. "So, then it is a good thing you didn't stay for dinner."
Yami sat down. "How was your day? Better than mine I hope."
"I felt like a display model all day as he talked about the environment." Yuugi rolled his eyes, and crawled into Yami's lap. "But now that you are here, I am sure I am going to make our day much better."
Yami looked curiously at Yuugi. "You just went on a date with Marik. You shouldn't be all over my lap." He was about to push Yuugi off when he felt legs warp around his waist. The comment about the day slipped past him.
Yuugi rolled his eyes. "You are not going to get away from me that easily. It was just one date." He took a deep breath, and leaned into Yami. "Thank you by the way." Yami was about to say your welcome when Yuugi continued. "I love you Yami." He buried his face into Yami's chest four shades of red.
Yami pulled Yuugi away looking into his eyes. This better not be a fucking joke. He thought to himself. His mouth moved wordlessly.
Yuugi blinked a couple times tears forming towards Yami. I was sure he felt the same way. Why isn't he saying anything, or doing anything. I just confessed my feelings for nothing. Yuugi thought to himself. Waiting a few moments when Yami did or said nothing Yuugi got up and ran off, a sick feeling taking him over.
Yami wanted to call out. He was shocked. He wasn't expecting Yuugi to say it. Why couldn't he tell Yuugi how he felt? Now Yuugi was running off, and for that mater crying. I've fucked up. Yami thought, and sighed picking up the dinner setting.
