((Thank You to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Enjoy! Please Read and Review. Typical Warnings of Language and Sexual Reference. Plenty of Angst, and Making Up. Again, if you haven't guess it by now most if not all text in italics through out the chapters are what they are thinking. I try and remember to put he thought to himself, but sometimes I forget, or feel it is too redundant.
Edited: August 03, 2006))
Around 3 am Bakura and Malik both caring small cardboard boxes slipped into a spare room. They sat the boxes onto the floor, and smiled to one another.
Bakura picked up a screwdriver and went to the bathroom door, and worked it off the hinges. "No sense in having a door here. One of them will just end up locking themselves in if we leave it. Anyways previous to this spat they saw each other naked, no difference really now." He grinned mischievously as Malik held the door so it wouldn't fall.
"I still cannot believe how Yuugi is treating Yami." Malik sighed. "I mean I know Yami was a fuck-tard and froze on him, but damn." He snarled. "Even we are fuck-tards, but we get a long."
Marik raised an eyebrow as they sat the door aside. "I'd say we do more than just get along." He snorted towards Malik. "And, to correct you your not a fuck-tard, you're an asshole." He smirked.
"You know what the fuck I meant when I said we get a long." Malik snorted. "Is that why you like fucking me so much is because I'm an asshole?" He laughed. Corny but it fit. He thought to himself.
However corny is came out we've arrived at the topic of Fucking. Is he wanting some and not telling me. Bakura gave an evil grin as his eyes met Malik's. Having finished with the door he tossed the screwdriver into the box. "You just got fucked two hours ago. Wanting more already?"
"Yuugi and Yami are supposed to be the ones fucking in this room, not us." Malik rolled his eyes. "Keep the snake in your pants, and save it for our room where we have whips and chains." A mischievous grin formed on his face.
Damn he can turn me hard in seconds. From the looks of it he's feeling pretty good over there. Bakura hissed. "Fine then, but I'm going to work you extra hard." He grinned.
They stopped talking, and started unloading the boxes. They'd planned on keeping the two in here for the entire day if not longer. On the dresser they sat out of plate of sandwiches, two cups, and a bottle of juice. Off to the side they sat out a container of whip cream and a bottle of chocolate. They added extra pillows to the bed, and placed a container of lubricant on the nightstand. In the bathroom they sat out bubble bath, basic toiletries, and added some extra fluffily towels under the sink. They removed the lamps, leaving only the overhead light. They sat the lamps and door in the room next door.
"We're done here." Malik smirked, and pulled Bakura to him. He ground himself against him, and kissed him softly on the lips. "You fix mine, and I'll fix yours. We've got a little time left before breakfast for a decent short fuck."
Bakura growled, and grabbed Malik's hips to keep him from grinding further. He smirked, and gave a rougher kiss than he received. "You know damn well I am not going to passing up a chance to fuck you."
Standing out side the room Bakura added a latch lock so that only an outside person could let them out. Then headed off to their bedroom.
At 5:30 Bakura and Malik had positioned themselves near the two entrances into the dinning hall. Bakura caught the arm of Yuugi, and Malik the arm of Yami. They gave them a false excuse as why they should be lead around. Reluctantly the two teens followed them up to the room. Once there they were pushed in. Malik quickly shut the door, and Bakura did up the latch lock.
Yami growled trying to open the door. "What the fuck!"
"You two better learn to play nice in there, or you two won't be coming out." Bakura snorted.
Yuugi looked at the door, and at Yami a shocked expression on his face. "What the fuck do you mean play nice?" Yami growled.
Malik retorted. "You two won't make time to talk, then we'll arrange the time for you."
Bakura and Malik walked off. Yami again kicked the door.
"In here for a whole day with you." Yuugi let the statement come out harsh followed by an uneasy sigh.
Yami could feel the frost between them as he slowly turned around. They didn't catch each other's eye. "Don't you think it is time to drop the I'm disgusted with you act." He shot back bitterly.
"I shared a very special emotion with you, and what did I get…" Yuugi paused for effect, and then raised his voice. "Silence." Then lowered his voice only a few notches. "So, fuck yes I'm disgusted with you." He huffed.
"For fucks sake will you hear me out? Or are you going to put me on mute again." Yami hissed.
"I'm not in the mood right now Yami." Yuugi let out a sigh as his stomach growled at him. Those two planned this. He thought to himself as he took in the room. The first thing he noticed was that they had no bathroom door. He rolled his eyes. Damn, I cannot lock myself away. They know me to well. He noticed the lubricant on the bed stand. Do they want us to make up, or fuck? Knowing them they want us to accomplish both. He snorted. Then he noticed a plate of sandwiches on the dresser. Having a look in the bathroom can wait. He walked over to the plate and grabbed one. "Sandwiches." He said it barely above a whisper.
Yami who had also been taking in the room walked over, and stood next to Yuugi, and grabbed one for himself. "I'm sorry Yuugi for my voice this morning. If we are stuck in here together we should at least be civil."
Yuugi walked over to the bed and sat down, and started eating the sandwich. He looked up at Yami momentarily, before looking at the floor. "Alright then. There is enough bed if you want to sit down."
Yami gave a small smile, and sat next to Yuugi. Silence fell between the two as they ate. It felt like an eternity for only 30 minutes to have passed.
Yami took a deep breath when he finished. "Listen to me now, please?"
Yuugi had also just finished his sandwich looked up to Yami. "I suppose now that I am full I have nothing better to do than listen to you." His voice was even, and expression blank.
Yuugi's attitude was slicing through Yami like a knife, but at least he was being civil. He winced a bit. "I've been in love with you since we were 16. Then we both feel for the Kaiba's. We spent six months with them, and never once did you and me ever treat the other different other than ending the benefits. When we broke it off, we went right back to being hand in hand, the tag team duo. It took us what a month and we were right back to benefits. You know as well as I know that it was something more than benefits. There was always a spark, a feel, a touch, or a smirk. We always knew what the other needed. What the other wanted." Yuugi crossed his arms, his body expression saying get on with it. Yami bite his bottom lip.
Yami knew what he had just stated was already obvious, and he paused smirking to lighten the air a bit. "Every time we came so close to saying those three little words that could impact the rest of our lives we got hooked up on someone else's ass." They both laughed for a few seconds. Te sound scared them both them so they quickly stopped.
Yami took a deep breath he was shaking slightly the next part is what he didn't know. He recapped the moments with Bakura and Malik in the kitchen, the moment with Marik watching him in the library, the moment in the office with Bakura and Seto, and then recapped the shower, and the dinner. Then he got to the point. "I told you to call his name as you came because I thought you were going to go steady. When you called mine instead it confused me. Then under the tree, I was again under the impression you were going to go steady with Marik and then you tell me those three little words. I was taken back, I wasn't sure it was for real. I mean pinch me. That was a big plop of potato on my plate." Yami paused, rubbing the back of his hand on his face to stop himself from crying. "You haven't allowed me a word in since saying you needed time to think.
Yuugi leaned backed on the bed using his elbows as props. "Standing in the library I was actually bothered and nervous by Marik and his eyes. I didn't like being started at. Then I got to thinking of you, I was really getting turned on. Which I am sure he thought it was meant for him." Yuugi rolled his eyes. "Anyways, in the shower, I had two thoughts before you even touched me. The first was that I wanted to tell you I loved you after our day was over. The second was to call your name as I came." He paused, and then added. "I never even heard your voice till after I came."
Yami assumed the exact position as Yuugi. "As you ran off, I mentally told myself I had fucked up." He paused. "We both should have said it sooner, and we both could have avoided this mess. Instead we did what we always do, and that is making sure the other is happy. Unfortunately this time instead of making each other happy we made each other cry."
Yuugi nodded his head looking over at Yami. Yami caught his gaze for the first time since they'd been put in this room. Yuugi shifted, and was on Yami's lap. "We make each other happy. That is what we weren't seeing the entire time. Your silence made me angry with you because I felt lead on. Also it made me angry at myself for letting myself be led on." His voice was barely above a whisper as he soft unheard tears running down his cheeks. "Because of those feelings I forced myself away from you, and in doing so I've hurt us both. I'm sorry."
Yami reached his hands up to Yuugi's face wiping the tears away. "I am sorry for letting you feel as if I led you on. And, I understand now why you wanted space and time to think."
They both had smiles on their faces; as they at the same time whispered I love you in each other's ear. The heat they shared was causing both of them to form erections. Yuugi picked up on in it first and rolled off of Yami, and grabbed a pillow and smacked in the head with it. "You're going to have to work for it if you want it." Yuugi giggled.
Yami grinned, and grabbed a pillow smacking Yuugi in the back with it. "Tease." He stuck his tongue out, while not paying attention Yuugi smacked him with the pillow in the shoulder. They were both laughing. They assaulted each other till feather's flew, and they were double over holding themselves from laughing so hard.
Yuugi smirked, as he tried to catch his breath. "The maids will hate us."
"They are use to it by now. You know how messy 10 teens can get." Yami grinned, and pounced Yuugi. He allowed no space between them. "Ready for the second round." He pressed his lips against Yuugi's. He traced his lips, and sucked at them slowly teasing him. He moaned softly against him as he ground against Yuugi letting him know that his erection was back at full attention.
Yuugi gasped feeling Yami against him. Yami took advantage of the gap, and slipped his tongue in. He explored his mouth as if it was the first time all over again. With Yami's mouth open, Yuugi slipped his tongue in doing the same. Yami's grinding sent excitement racing through him, and his hips thrust up making his erection aware to Yami.
Yuugi retracted his tongue, pulling away; panting heavily he looked lustfully at Yami. Yami took a couple deep breaths, and rolled off of Yuugi. He stretched, and yawned. He pulled Yuugi to him. Yuugi's back against his stomach, their curves fit perfectly. He snuggled him, burring his face in Yuugi's hair.
"Now who's the tease?" Yuugi laughed and moved himself more against Yami as he let out a yawn. They both finally found peace after a week. Their breathing matched the other, as their eyes slowly closed.
Yami awoke to holding a pillow. He sat up quickly, scared that Yuugi wasn't next to him. All fear quickly faded when he saw Yuugi on the floor in his short boxers doing crunches. It dawned him what day it was, and then he noticed Yuugi had folded his pajama bottoms and put them on the dresser. He made himself conformable and returned his gaze to Yuugi mesmerized, and didn't say a word to let on he was watching.
Yuugi didn't noticed Yami watching till he finished. He smiled. "How long have you been up?"
"60 crunches." Yami grinned. "Why?"
Yuugi stood up, and sweat ran down his body. He ran a hand through his hair, and stretched. "I didn't notice you watching me. Which is a good thing because Marik made me nervous when he watched me."
Yami laughed. "I've watched you dozens of times. So, what did happen between you and Marik?" He slipped himself from the bed, and hugged Yuugi."
Yuugi wrapped his arms around Yami, resting his head on his chest. "Like I said, he stared at me. Then he stopped starring long enough to talk about the environment. Then he started some more. Repeat the process." He paused. "You know I hate to be stared at, it makes me nervous. I think he was expecting me to get hard again like I did in the library. Which I already said it was you who caused that." Yuugi snorted. "Marik is a walking fuck waiting to happen. I remember when he thought more about the person, than the ass."
Yami looked down at Yuugi. They met each other's eyes. "That sounds boring. I mean the environment is nice and all, but not a date topic. Especially when you take someone down to the hot springs." He grinned and laughed. "Maybe it is a good thing then that you stayed nervous then. That way you ensured yourself that he wouldn't make a move." He paused. "Did you know he is dating Ryou?"
"No, I haven't really talked to anyone in a week. I hope Ryou can handle him." Yuugi stepped back. "Let's take a shower. We can lounge in towels since they didn't remember spare clothing."
Yami let go of Yuugi and nodded. "Maybe Ryou can turn Marik back into the person he use to be before Anzu." He pulled off his pajama bottoms, and folded them and sat them on top of Yuugi's. "Want help?" He grinned.
Yuugi crossed his arms puffing up playfully. "Great. From one sex nut to another." He had a short-lived laughed. His eyes had a sparkle as he purred. "I want more than just help before we get in the shower."
"It takes a nut to know one." Yami smirked mischievously as he slipped his fingers between Yuugi's waist and the boxers, and slowly slipped them from his body. When he was on his knees he took the length of him into his mouth.
They laid facing each other in an after glow of lovemaking. Slowly they sat up; Yami slipped from the bed, and picked up Yuugi bridal style. "We need that shower." He kissed his forehead. Yuugi grinned.
Two hours later, they turned the water off. The bathroom had a thick layer of fog, which had seeped into the bedroom. Yuugi got them a few towels. They put one around their waist after drying off. Then both took a second towel and started drying their hair.
Yuugi walked out of the bathroom, and shrieked. "Bakura!" His eyes were large surprise over took anger. It didn't take long for Yami to be at his side hearing that shriek.
"You two are a pair of girls. I've been waiting over an hour for you two to get out of the shower." Bakura shot them a grin.
"People do more than just wash in the shower." Yami shot him a look.
Yuugi was two shades of red, and hid himself behind Yami. "Did you have to say that?"
Bakura laughed, and stood up. "Get dressed. I'll wait out side." He walked out and closed the door.
Yami turned, and hugged Yuugi. "Sorry."
"It is alright. It was fitting and funny. It just caught me off guard." Yuugi smiled. Yami smiled back in return and nodded. They found clothes on the bed that Bakura must have just brought in. They dressed, and knocked on the door.
Bakura opened the door, and slapped a pair of handcuffs on them. "It is 5:50 pm. See you at dinner." He walked off quickly down the hall before the two could retort.
Yami and Yuugi looked at their wrists. "I suppose he wants to make sure we stay made up." Yuugi sighed.
"It isn't that bad being attached to each other. I mean we just spent the day locked in the room together, at least now we can move around." Yami grinned.
"I don't want to go to dinner." Yuugi had a slight whine in his voice, but his eyes held a spark. "I don't want to go in that room either." He pointed to the room they had just spent the day in.
Yami pinned Yuugi against the wall seeing that glint. "And, where is it you want to go."
Yami leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips. Licking the outside edges, Yami then nibbled on the fleshier middle part. Yuugi slid his tongue out of his mouth licking Yami's teeth, and the inside of his lips. Yami greeted Yuugi's tongue with his own, and then retracted his so he could suck on Yuugi's. Then slowly he pulled them into a lip-crushing kiss, by which time they were into fully grinding their hips into each other. There free hands rubbing the others sides, and soft moans escaping their lips. They didn't' allow each other much time for air, as they were more interested in the passion between them. Yuugi whimpered into the kiss. Panting heavily Yuugi broke the kiss and used his free hand to undo his pants, and then he pressed himself into the wall away from Yami only long enough to allow his pants to fall to the floor. Yami wasn't about to deny him, or his own body that was also begging. In the same moments Yuugi was undoing his pants he was undoing his own. He kicked their pants aside, and closed the gap between them. Yuugi pressed himself into the wall, lifting his hips up, his free hand around Yami's shoulder to support him. Within moments he had his lower half pressed snuggly against Yami. Yami was using his free hand as support under Yuugi. The pair of hands that were handcuffed at the wrist fingers twined together. Yami pressed that set into the wall. Their lips met again.
The clock had just hit 6:34 pm and everyone was at the dinner table except Yami and Yuugi. Seto looked at the empty chairs, and then at Bakura. "You did tell them the time didn't you?"
"It was 5:50 when I told them the time, and handcuffed them. The plan was for them to arrive together." Bakura who had finished dinner stood up. "I'll go find our Romeo and Juliet." He chuckled. "Want to come with me Malik?"
Malik stood up. "Sure. But I bet I know what the hold up is without even going searching for them." He couldn't help himself as he started laughing.
Everyone exchanged a few glances. Bakura easy caught on. "You are probably right Malik." The two sat back down. "No point in fetching them is there?" Malik shook his head, and both laughed now.
"Did I miss a memo?" Seto eyed the two, so did everyone else.
Bakura had sarcasm in his voice. "If your other stopped putting out for a week what would you be doing the day he did give?"
After it sunk in everyone was laughing. The sound of footsteps on the stairs brought everyone to silence. Yuugi and Yami had taken up a spot on the floor next to the fire of the living area. Yuugi and Yami had shifted themselves in a laying position. Yami's arm draped over Yuugi's hip and a hand pressed onto his chest, holding him close.
"Now isn't that just a picture of perfect." Mokoba smirked. He stood up and grabbed the plate and fork from Yami's setting. He walked over to the two on the floor; he bent down, and put the plate on the floor. "Pleased to see you two made up."
Yuugi and Yami looked at the plate that was sat before them, and then at Mokoba a smile on their faces. "Thank you." Yami smiled, and Mokoba headed back towards the kitchen.
Several minutes later everyone was making their way back into the living room and snuggling in their normal positions with their others. Talk was minimal.
