4! - God Damn It Atemu...
One year and one week after Yami's revival from his coma.
"A party? Another one?" Atem asked as he sliced a pack of pork with a butcher knife. Being the only one who's able to actually cook, he was preparing a meal for breakfast. He was cutting bacon from a pack of pork belly. Atem didn't like to buy food from processed packs. He'd rather do things from scratch. The eggs were on the counter, butter was there was well. He didn't like to cook eggs with oil, seeing as how they can absorb a large amount of it. Not only that, but he'd have to cook them a certain way. Yami didn't like his yolkey, but Yugi loved the yolk. So he'd have to cook one hard, while cooking one a bit runny.
"Well, Seto hasn't thrown one in months. It's just that we're always invited, so it seems constant." Yami replied.
"True." The Egyptian turned up the heat on the stove, and then tightened the ropes of his apron around his waist. "Where's puff cheeks?" He asked as he reached up and grasped the salt and pepper from the spice cabinet.
"Yugi is approximately more than two point eighty-three feet away from you."
"Wait what-" Atem turned around for a sec, and saw that Yugi was walking towards the two while rubbing his eyes. What a cute sight to see, he had to admit. He was wearing one of Yami's old T-shirts, and absolutely no pants. Nor boxers for that matter, just briefs. Welp, guess he just woke up with a 'fuck it' attitude. He wobbled over to Yami with a tired groan and slumped against him, with his head lazily laying onto his shoulder. Atem chuckled at this. "Oh. Guess someone worked too many hours last night." Yami was leaning against the counter that was in the middle of the kitchen, and just watched as the elder male just laid against him like he was a living, standing mattress.
"N-Nm...Shuddap Atemu..." He grumbled as he rubbed his cheek against Yami's chest. "Yami-kun, s-show me love."
"You didn't take your medicine." Yami said blankly. He didn't even move. Yugi huffed and pouted.
"No! I did. I so totally d-did." He poked Yami's nose and then pushed the palm of his hand into Yami's cheek to push his face away.
"Then why are you-Ah...Groping my penis?" He asked while moaning slightly.
"N-No reason." Yugi lied. He tried to get onto his knees and do something even more provocative, until Yami firmly grasped his shoulder and held him up.
He straightened the older man up and grabbed his face by the chin. He stared straight into his eyes, showing he was very serious, like always. "You can't have any right now. Take your medicine, now." He ordered. "And if you don't, I'll force them down your throat. If you lie to me again about taking them, I'll punish you. If you act accordingly, I'll let you suck on something later tonight. Fair?" His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared. This emotionless expression that secretly showed very dominating sex appeal, it melted Yugi's insides.
He couldn't disobey. Not with that delicious threat. Oh how he loved those. "Y-Yes, Yami-kun." He smiled enchantingly. He wobbled away, almost skipping his way up the stairs. Yami watched as he actually began to skip towards the stairs, until he heard a loud thud and a series of very inappropriate swears. When Yugi was angry after not taking his medicine, he stopped stuttering and cursed like a sailor when provoked. And he sounded hilarious. "SON OF A FUCKING CUNT-GOD FUCKING DAMN IT PIECE OF SHIT STAIRS. FUCK YOU!"
Atem snorted and began to laugh. Yami chuckled a little too.
"Atemuuuuuaagh!" Yugi whined. "Quit spit shining these fucking stairs! It's fucking hardwood! You trying to kill me, you chocolate almond bastard?!" The way he spoke was almost as if he was drunk.
Atem nearly burned his hand from almost falling over. That's how hard he was laughing from Yugi, holding his stomach and laying his head against the counter. Yami was covering his mouth with a closed fist, his shoulders shaking as he giggled to himself and holding out his phone by his side. Somewhat being able to contain himself after a while, Atem sat up up and looked in the direction of the kitchen arch entrance. "You need help honey?" He taunted.
"Go suck a fat one you Egyptian fuck." Yugi spat back. Atem had leaned his head over to see that on the stairs, the elder was giving him the finger as he laid sprawled on the steps.
"Pfft. Suit yourself." He mocked as he waved to him. He turned and went back to the stove, continuing to prepare breakfast. "I don't know why he's always so pissy and rough with me when he doesn't take his medicine. He's always super sexual with you. How mean..." Atem made a fake pout. "Guess he loves you more."
"Stop that." He suddenly whispered in his ear, making Atem flinch. Yami was wrapping his arms around his waist and pressing his lips against the back of his ear, right next to his earring. "He loves you just as much as me. There's no more or no less here. You know that." He harshly scolded. He then slid his hands up underneath Atem's apron, and inside of his pants. Giving a firm grope on an exposed cheek. "Not wearing underwear today, huh?"
"Mnn." The Egyptian bit his lip, feeling the nubs on his chest harden from being touched there. He was slightly embarrassed that Yami felt he wasn't wearing anything down there. He tried to ignore him as best he could, and continued to fix the eggs and bacon. "Yami, come on. I'm trying to-Ah shit! Mnn!" He clenched his eyes shut once he felt Yami grope him down there as well, just like Yugi.
"Do I need to punish you too?"
"Y-Yami, I swear to fucking God-"
Yami began to squeeze, and Atem sucked in a gasped, gripping his fingers against the stove. "No talking back."
"If I end up burning my food because of you, I swear to everything I love I'll-Ahh! Fucking kill you!" Atem managed to get out. He felt rubbing and squeezing intensifying, making him squeak in surprise. His face started turning red. "Yami, fucking stop!"
"Say sorry."
"I'm sorry I'm sorry, just fucking get off before I throw you on the counter!"
"Kay." Yami retorted nonchalantly. He took his hands out of his grey sweat pants, and licked the palm of his hand of the small amount of substance Atem gave off after being touched. "Nm." He licked his lips and looked down at his hand.
"Fucking gross." Atem shivered. "Wash your damn hands." He grumbled as he attempted to cook again.
"Yet you swallow it every night-"
"SHUT. Your damn mouth, Yami."
"Kay." Yami shrugged as he sucked his own finger with boredom. "I was secretly recording Yugi's behavior too." He said as he slipped his phone out of his pocket.
Atem shook his head as he started to snicker again. "You're evil." He said as he took a cooking utensil from the cabinet.
"Why thank you."
Rolling into night time, the three were wearing their outfits for the party. They all once again wore matching vests and dress shirts like they did last time. However, this time, all the vests were black. All the dress shirts were white with the same pattern, but with different ties. Yami's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his tie was black. Atem's tie was maroon, and Yugi's was violet. Yami recently got his brand names, both on either sides of his forearms. He wanted to show them off, especially considering the party held members of D75. They all wore matching black pants and shoes.
Yugi thankfully had calmed down hours ago after taking his medicine like he was told. They all had showered and prepped up together, not wanting to be away from each other until they arrived at the party. They knew they'd end up separating from mingling with others. Once they got on their jackets and got in the car, they discussed how things would go.
"Alright, Atem, just like last time, absolutely no alcohol. No wine, no beer, and absolutely no shots." He reminded him as he held one hand over the steering wheel. The Egyptian was in the back seat, his seat belt wasn't on, and his legs were crossed onto Yugi's seat. He was lightly kicking it to intentionally get on the man's nerves.
"A-Atemu, please stop." Yugi complained.
"Nope." He smirked. "Anyway, I already know. Can't handle another headache."
Yami glanced at Yugi with a stern glare before looking back at the road. "You can drink, but don't go overboard. You just took medicine not too long ago."
"Y-Yes, Yami-kun." Yugi nodded obediently. He yelped when his seat was knocked against roughly. "A-Agh! Atemu, s-stop!" He whined. "I'll come back t-there!"
Atem leaned back and thrusted his hips up and down sexually in the seat. He opened his mouth suggestively and flicked out his tongue. "Do it, baby." He rubbed his hand down to his crotch and squeezed against the bulge in his own pants. "Fuck me right here in this car, I can't take it anymore..." He made an exaggerated moan, crying out like he just released that very next second. "Ah! I'm gonna..! Yugi~!" He cried.
"..." His face now extremely dark red, Yugi slowly turned back around and lowered his head down towards his lap. He didn't say a word to that. All he heard next was Atem's roaring laughter in the back of the car. Why oh why did Atem have to have such a perfect, acting voice? Why? Yugi just gnawed on his bottom lip while gripping his pants.
Yami blinked at his reaction, and tried not to smile for his sake. He didn't want him to know he was laughing on the inside. He cleared his throat and looked back at the road. "Let's all just have a good time, alright?"
"Yeah." They both said back. One held more enthusiasm than the other.
A little more than half of D75 came this time respectfully. Everyone gathered in the party room. The upstairs party room in Seto's new place was extremely large, and was good for holding a couple hundred of people. There were sectional couches with some empty plush sofas against the walls. The floors were glossy black marble, and the walls were creamy beige. There were large windows at the back of the room, which had a beautiful view below the mansion. There was even a balcony, and there was a door in the middle of the windows that matched them that lead to the balcony. There was a huge table in the middle, that held a big punch bowl and several other drinks. A bar area was actually near the entrance of the room, where a few bartenders were. There were plenty of party lights, and there was even a spot for a band to play.
Now this, was a party.
Plenty of women wore stunning dresses that revealed much of their bodies, including garter belts and manicured nails with ridiculously tall heels. Men wore the tradition tux, or vest or plain old dress shirt. Seto, the host, was wearing a white suit. His lover Joey was wearing a white dress shirt and grey pants. Everyone was acting very sophisticated, drinking responsibly and mingling like normal people. The band Seto had hired not only played party music, but they also knew how to do a little orchestra. So for now, all you mostly heard were violins and cellos. There was however a drum set and a few guitars lying next to them.
Once the trio made it, they found Joey and Seto to greet them. Yugi...didn't look too pleased to see the blonde hanging on Seto's arm and sharing a kiss.
Atem whistled. "Woah. You two really are a thing." He smiled gently. "I like it." He looked happy to see the brunette finally moved on from him.
Joey grinned while Seto looked somewhere else while slightly reddening. "Thanks! Been dating for a week now. Going sweet so far."
"Nm, in the beginning..." Atem mumbled.
"Huh?"
"Oh nothing.." Atem shrugged. Once he felt heat radiating from next to him, he knew that wasn't good. He stepped back a little and sighed. "You might want to run, by the way." He warned while eyeing the angry older man standing by him who was giving Seto a death glare.
"Why?" Joey furrowed his brows in confusion, before he looked down and saw Yugi seething in rage. "Y-Yug-"
"No." Was all he said. He looked up at Joey with a beautiful smile that screamed 'I will destroy you and your new boyfriend later'. "It's fine. I want you to be happy. I'm glad you found someone, Juonouchi-kun. You too, Seto." Sadly, no one believed that considering he didn't stutter in any of those sentences. That meant he was seriously not happy with this, but he didn't want to show off in front of other people. He made a large exhale, and politely bowed. "Excuse me, I'm going to go see Ms. Ishizu." He said before turning around and walking away from the four men.
Seto sighed through his nose, having a feeling this would be a problem. He looked over at Joey and apologized. "Sorry." He said quietly. Joey just shook his head and scratched his head.
"No, I saw this coming. I should have told him sooner. I gotta go talk to him. But not now, he might actually kill me, heh."
Yami held up his hand as a gesture. "Don't worry about it, I'll talk to him." He looked up at Seto and leaned closer towards his ear so Atem couldn't hear them. He hoped he wouldn't listen in, knowing his ears have been trained. "Do not under any circumstances allow Atem any alcohol. No cooler, no sake, no beer, no wine, absolutely nothing. He is far too sensitive to alcohol and will become fully drunk in seconds."
He saw his big brother nod, crossing his arms behind his back. Yami patted his shoulder and gave a smile to Joey before walking in the same direction, scanning for Yugi amongst the large groups of people.
"Atem!" A girl's voice sang. The Egyptian recognized it, and slowly turned around. He saw Mana running to him, wearing a strapless red dress, with white stockings, black heels and a black rose on her chest. Her hair was a bit straighter for once, being a bit curly at the ends instead of completely messy. He was smiling at the gorgeous sight of her but, it started to falter once he realized she was showing a little too much skin. Her cleavage was just bouncing, her breasts waiting to pop right out of that top. That dress came up just a tad too short, and he could tell she was wearing a garter belt too. God forbid if she bended to get something on the floor, one would easily see her panties.
"Oh hell no." He marched over to her and grabbed her hand. He pulled her over and took off his jacket. He wrapped it around her, and zipped it all the way up to her chin, until her entire body was hidden. "There. Keep that on." He crossed his arms. Mana just rolled her eyes and sat there slumped like a confined mental patient in a straight jacket.
"It's sweet you're protective and all, but I'm sixteen now. Let me show a little."
"Fuck no."
"Language."
Atem sucked his teeth and scowled. "Whatever, I'm not letting anyone see you like that."
Mana stomped one of her heels and whipped her head at him. "Plenty of guys already have, Atem!"
He turned right back to her with the same peeved off expression and clenched his teeth. "Well I don't want anymore to see you!"
A vein appeared on her forehead. "That's so stupid!"
"You're stupid!"
"Oh shut up!"
"You shut up!"
"Whatever!"
"FINE."
Seto and Joey gave each other looks and just shrugged at their behavior. They were siblings after all, they both understood how that was. Joey having a little sister, and Seto having two little brothers. Both being the eldest knew how it was to scold the younger ones and be over protective. Seto was going to say something to his boyfriend, until he heard his name get called. It was Yami's voice, and he saw him waving at him for him to come over. Seto whispered to Joey that he'd be right back and walked into the crowd of people. Joey saw the two siblings giving each other death glares. He gulped and looked around for some alcohol. Maybe that would lower their nerves.
He went to the bar and quickly got tree shots balancing between his fingers. He walked over awkwardly and nervously chuckled. "U-Uh, hey uh, why don't we all have a shot-"
Atem immediately shook his head. "She's too young to drink."
"Um," He tried to say something but Mana beat him to it.
"I can speak for myself!" She retorted. She looked back at Joey with a nicer expression and politely turned it down. "I don't want anything, thank you though, Jounouchi."
"Err, you, Atem?" Joey held up a shot glass. The Egyptian eyed it, knowing he wasn't allowed to have any. He fidgeted a bit, not knowing if he should take it or not. It was one small measly shot. That couldn't get him drunk. Right? He may not have been twenty, but no one would tell anything. He was still really young, why the hell not? Just one shot, that would be it. But, then again...
"I...I don't really have good alcohol tolerance though."
"Well, you're eighteen, right?" Joey asked.
"Well yeah but-"
"Live your life dude. Fuck it." Joey beamed. "Come on, you and me!" He gave the small glass to Atem and held up his own. "I ain't know you that well, but why not bond now over a drink? Am I right?"
He, wasn't wrong. He should live his life. Have a little fun and stop being so cooped up. Yeah. Jounouchi was right! Fuck it! Atem took the glass and stared at the substance. He could smell the bitterness from here, and it almost made him gag. But, he wouldn't shy away. He'd drink it like a man and put some hair on his chest. "Alright." He nodded. Mana just glowered at her brother.
"Oh, so you can drink, but I can't? You're not of age either!"
"Um, excuse me, it's legal to drink at this age in several other parts of the world. You're still way too young. Until you're at the age where you can go to college, then give me that argument." He saw her growl at him and pout in anger. He rolled his eyes at her and held up his glass with Joey.
"To new friends!" The blonde cheered.
"To new friends." Atem smiled back. He lifted up the drink steadily, almost not wanting to taste it. But no, he wouldn't back out. He made a determined frown and closed his eyes. Joey held his cup up and gulped his down easily. Atem did the same motion, tilting the glass down into his mouth, bottoms up.
It was like the world went into slow motion.
Just as Seto, Yami and Yugi walked out from the midst of the crowd, they all watched in horror as liquor slowly drifted towards Atem's mouth. Yugi, who was holding onto Yami, let go of him and his arms dropped down at his sides. Their faces all dropped in horror, and their eyes shrunk in fear. Yami tried to run over to the three, trying to make it in time before the strong alcohol hit Atem's tongue.
"Joey! Don't let him drink-"
But it was too late.
The severely bitter substance already had slid down past his tongue, past his uvula and down the endless abyss of his throat into his stomach bowels. All in one swift motion, the Egyptian gulped it all down. He slammed the cup down onto the floor and made a rough sigh. He blew out some air and shook his head to wake his nerves up a bit after that. "Whoo boy. That was a doozy." He wiped his mouth. "God, that tasted like shit."
Joey chuckled. "Don't worry. You'll get used to it once you drink more. I got another one. You up for it?" He held up the final shot glass.
Atem tilted his head. "Eh, nah I'm fine. I think that's enough for the nighaah..." He lost his wording right at the end of his sentence. His vision went wavy, his hearing backed in and out. Everything was becoming cloudy. Pretty...He started to smile widely, his body now wobbling back and forth like a teetering bowling pin. Since when were there so many pretty colors? Oh and there were doves in the house too? Wow. Seto really kicked ass at this party. Oh look, there were more tiny fountains of sweet nectar. "M...More..." He lowly moaned like a zombie. He stumbled his way over to the bar, almost tripping and falling, until he sloppily made it to his destination.
Joey and Mana stared in shock, not expecting for that to happen.
"W-Wow." They both uttered. They both looked alarmed when Yami sprinted over to them.
"Where did he go!?" He yelled, as Seto and Yugi made it over as well. They all looked very worried. Joey just looked baffled, slowly smiling anxiously.
"W-What-WOAH!" He cried as Yami grabbed him by the hem of his shirt and shook him violently.
"Jounouchi! Where the fuck did he go!?" He yelled. "Tell me right now!"
"H-He went to the bar! What's the problem, man!?"
Seto just face palmed and shook his head. "Oh no.." His house would be destroyed by midnight. Yugi just groaned and tugged at his own hair. This night wouldn't go well at all at this rate.
"N-No. Joey, Atemu cannot under any c-circumstances have alcohol."
Yami pinched the bridge of his nose and made an aggravated growl. "It's too late, he's already at the bar." He then sighed heavily. "Shit." He cursed. Mana looked at Yami and tugged his sleeve gently, careful not too irritate him any further.
"W-Wait, his alcohol tolerance is that bad?"
"Yes. It's horrible. He gets drunk by a couple sips of beer. He can't have any amount of alcohol in his system. Not even one drop." He exclaimed.
They then heard some people cry out in shock. The entire room became still as everyone's attention pointed to the bar section. Some people were backing away and some were snickering, pulling out phones. Some people made disgusted noises, while some just made large gasps. The four heard Ishizu's voice rang out in the room. They saw her waving at them through the crowd. "Yami! Yugi! Please retrieve Atem! He's acting very strange-Oh my." She exclaimed as she covered her mouth while blinking. Knowing that couldn't be good, the group rushed over to the crowd and pushed themselves through.
Atem was singing his ass off, and slowly taking off his vest. He swung off his shoes, kicking them high into the air. When he kicked them off, his legs showed their superb flexibility. One leg going straight up beside his head, and the other going the completely opposite angle. Just laid against the island of the bar. And even though he was drunk off his ass, his singing sounded breathtaking. Like he was some professional celebrity who was invited to perform at Seto's party personally. It was definitely a song they haven't heard before, but Yugi and Yami recognized it. It was the same song Atem would mumble after they made love. Even though Yami wanted to internally scream from this horrid embarrassment, this was actually the very first time anyone has heard Atem sing.
After they would do pillow talk, Atem wouldn't really sing. He would just hum for the most part. They've heard him actually sing a full fledged song.
And it was just unbelievable.
But, enough of that. They needed to get him home.
Yami bent down to try and grab Atem, but he was being difficult already. "Atem, I'm going to take you home." The Egyptian immediately began to protest in his odd drunken state.
"Nnnnoooo! Don't you fuckin' dare! I'm-no! No you listen to me!" He slurred, pointing his tan finger at Yami's nose.
"I didn't say anything-"
"HEY! I said shuuuush! I stay here, and make love to the sweet nectar." He slurred as he caressed Yami's face by rubbing his palms all over it and making idiotic kissy faces. This made almost everyone snicker at his ungodly behavior. Yami huffed and turned around.
"Yugi! Help me get him up."
"O-Okay!" He said as he ran over and bent down to help Yami. But once they both reached to grab the Egyptian, Atem kicked them both square in the face and hobbled himself away. The crowd gasped again, watching the scene unfold before their eyes. The Egyptian had to put his hand on the wall to try and hold him up. He was wobbling himself to the exit of the room, until his fingers glazed across something in the wall.
Raising a drunk brow, Atem narrowed his red eyes suspiciously. He scratched his fingers into the wall, noticing this part was hollow. He then wound up his arm like his favorite old cartoon character, and swung his fist into the wall, making a hole. To this, Seto panicked. The crowd perked up in excitement, waiting to see what he would do next. A very small black button was behind the hollow wall. Being curious, Atem lazily pushed his hand against it.
Suddenly, the lights turned off and the party lights shined all over the room. The band had stopped playing and saw how the environment was. Seeing this, they figured it was their signal to start playing more fast music. So they dropped their violins, cellos and violas, and bent down to grab their guitars that were plugged into the amps that had sat on stand by. One of them got behind their drum set and swung their sticks in their hands.
Seto began to sweat rapidly. "Shit! Someone stop him!" He yelled as he ran after Atem. But again, it was too late. Because not only did the atmosphere change, but, a pole slowly dropped down into the room. That button activated the newly installed dancing pole Seto had paid for. Yugi, Mana and Seto were speechless. Yami however stomped his way over to his older brother and shoved his hand onto his collar and yanking his tie down so they would be at eye level. Through his teeth, Seto could see Yami was practically foaming spit in rage.
"You installed. A fucking stripper pole?"
"..." Seto's face went dark, and he had nothing to say.
"Your silence is all I needed to hear." Yami spat sourly as he dropped his tie and sharply turned around. He stopped in his tracks instantly once he saw Atem crawl his ass up the pole. At this point, Yugi and Mana knew it'd be no use in trying to get the man home. So they gave up and just watched everything unfold. Joey just dropped the shot glass he had and his jaw dropped in awe. Ishizu looked up at her student in amazement, wishing Dartz was still alive to see this indescribable moment. Everyone in the room was cheering and looking up at their new entertainer. Girls swooned and screamed, while some guys were laughing their asses off.
Again, like a professional, Atem was actually swinging and dancing on the pole like an official dancer. All while still singing.
Atem tossed his head back, two hands grasped firmly on the pole as his legs went up high and wrapped themselves around it. Showing great balance and strength being up so high, he held onto it with one arm and looked back at his audience with a sexual smirk. He opened his mouth and flicked his tongue at the same way he did at Yugi in the car. His hips moved perfectly to the music, grinding himself against it. He then slid his fingers against his shirt, and ripped the buttons off. His chest now fully revealed.
Girls hopped up in down in great joy, applauding loudly and whistling for Atem. At this point, most people were just watching because it was actually very exciting. To see someone use so much strength in balance to move and flex their body, without falling or making a mistake. Atem then put two hands on the pole, and pushed both legs up straight. He then spread and split both of his legs completely apart, making a perfect straight line. He moved his body forward, before swinging himself around gracefully.
Yugi felt as if he wet himself. And he did not care. He continued to drool and stare in awe.
Mana was beet red, and had no idea what to think of this situation. She just continued to hold up her phone to record, without even looking at her phone. She knew from this moment on, her brother would never be caught doing something like this again. She had to savor the moment after all. Joey just kept blinking, not believing his eyes. Ishizu, just watched as this was a casual everyday situation. For some reason, she enjoyed this a little too calmly. Seto was staring in awe, while Yami just had his mouth slightly agape with his eyes squinted and bright red.
Atem slid down the pole back to the floor and moved his body swiftly around the pole. He shook his hips, and rocked them seductively. He rubbed up his body and hung his head back as if he felt the music penetrating his body. He rubbed against the pole, treating it like someone who just threw dollar bills at him. He moved his feet quickly, a famous salsa dancer trying to find what true love is. He moved his hands and body so elegantly, a Russian ballerina would be jealous. As the guitarist thrusted their fingers against their strings, Atem's movements became stronger.
He grasped the pole and swung around it before landing perfectly back on his feet. He tapped his bare feet against the marble floor, his eyes closed. He was dancing like there was no one else but him and the pole. They went faster and faster, a skater performing his step routine. Arms waving graciously around, tossing his head around like he didn't give a damn.
He then kicked his leg up and wrapped it around the pole, climbing his way up again. As he climbed, he began to swing himself around.
As Atem swung, he wrapped his arm around the pole and grasped his leg to hold it up as a pose as he spiraled. Like some kind of figure skater. He reached one hand out, with a beautifully passionate face. As he swung himself out of that position, he scooted himself up farther, before swinging in rotation once again. It was like he was break dancing on a pole. He then held one arm onto the pole, using his other hand to grasp one leg and lean himself a bit downwards. He pulled one leg straight up and hugged it to himself, his side and leg making the grip to hold his body up on the pole.
Soon, the man ended up making his body do a perfect one-handed biellemann spin on the pole.
He then made a rapid speed spiral down the pole, and untwisted his body. He touched his feet down to the floor and wobbled back and forth. Everyone surprisingly applauded and cheered once he came down. Even some men.
He tripped and fell over, but Yugi thankfully caught him, making everyone sigh in relief. He grunted a little as he pulled the Egyptian onto his back. He carried him away from his 'stage', and tried to find Yami. He realized he just stood in the same place he did since this whole dance started. And boy did he look pissed off. Gulping, Yugi tried to smile and walk over to his boyfriend. "I-I um, got him. W-We can t-take him h-home Yami." He stammered more than he should have in that sentence. Without a word, Yami began walking towards the door with Yugi following.
"No wait!" Mana shouted as she ran to them. She mildly cursed for running in heels. "Is he okay?" She asked worriedly as she took off her brother's jacket and gave it to Yami.
Yugi looked behind him, where Atem laid. His eyes were closed, and he was panting very heavily while sweating. "W-Well he's definitely exhausted. Probably has a horrible headache now. He gets hangovers v-very quickly. He'll be puking it all up by tomorrow."
Joey looked at Yami once, but then immediately looked back down. "Yam's, I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"You're forgiven." He said automatically. "You didn't know, so it's fine." No one liked the sound of that. Seto grabbed Yami's shoulder and tried to make him turn around.
"Yami, I also apologize. I didn't know he'd find that. I had it installed for Joey. Don't think anything ridiculous." He frowned. Yami just shook his head dismissively and continued to move.
"You are also forgiven."
"H-Had it for me!?" The blonde's jaw dropped once again that night.
"I need to give Atem a thorough talking to when we get home." Yami muttered. "We'll be leaving."
Ishizu, dressed in a jet black mermaid dress slowly made her way over to the kids and put her hand on her hip. She was holding a wine glass, and she was wearing a gentle smile. "All you're going to do is fight. I know you are." She then shrugged. "You're all adults though, it's your relationship. Do what you feel you must. But, all I say is this. Try not to be too hard on him. He was only acting how you all are supposed to act. Like a teenager. Not like a soldier, not like a stuffy grumpy man." She looked at Seto. "Not acting like a business owner." She looked at Mana. "Not acting like your father-figure. A teenager. He's finally having fun. And I do think you should respect that, Yami." The woman brought a finger underneath her eye to wipe the tear that was growing. "I felt like Dartz was standing right next to me. Watching and smiling, laughing. Watching his son do something so dumb, and yet so amazing. He would be so proud and happy to know he's finally being the kid he always wanted you all to be." She rubbed the back of her hand against her nose.
The young adults all stared at Ishizu with great interest, not ever thinking they'd ever see her cry again.
"You all know we never wanted to bring you up like this. We didn't want kids to grow up so mature that when they finally grew old enough to have fun, they'd be boring like all of you." She laughed. "I understand being professional is what we all strictly taught you how to be most of the time, but you're no longer under that rule now. D75 is no longer a place of hell. Not to mention you all are free from it's shackles. You all could leave if you wished anytime you wanted, like Atem. So you can be and do what you truly want. Not all the fun has to stay in the your dirty bedrooms." Everyone felt a pang of embarrassment after she said that. She glanced at Seto again and just shook her head. "You throw these ginormous parties, and you still don't even know what the term 'party' truly means. Teens. Not knowing what that means. How ironic." The woman turned around and waved her hand. "I'll see most of you at work tomorrow. Don't stay up too late, and have a good night." She reminded before heading back towards the crowd of people.
It was like the woman knew everything. But she wasn't wrong. It wasn't hard to see Dartz saying the exact same thing to them, either. Hell, if he was here, he would have carried Atem himself and smiled the whole time.
Damn this was a crazy night...
Yami turned back and continued walking. "Let's go, Yugi." He commanded. Yugi nodded and carried Atem out of the room, leaving the party room. Seto scratched behind his head while Joey just glumly sighed. Mana looked towards the window, where the stars were shining. Things definitely weren't supposed to end up this way. But, she could honestly say, that was a fun party. Atem gave life to it. At first it was like just some huge meeting for stuck up people. But Atem made things better. He made things loud, he made people cheer and happy. He made everyone step out of their comfort zone tonight. And as for getting pissy drunk, Ishizu was right. That's what teens did at parties. So why would this be any different? A young adult was hosting it after all.
She just hoped this incident wouldn't make the couple argue. They only ever had tiny spats after Yami changed. This would be the first major argument they've had yet after Yami woke up from his coma.
She closed her eyes, and prayed they'd all be alright and make up soon.
Ummi...
"Atem."
Ummi?
"My beautiful perfect baby boy, wake up."
Ummi!
"Wake up...Wake up, now."
U...mmi...
"Wake the fuck up, Atem Cereza." Yami ripped the sheets off of his boyfriend and glowered down at him as if he was some old hobo he wanted to kick off of his property. "Did you fucking hear me? Get up, now!" He yelled as he kicked Atem's back. This made the other cough, squeezing his fingers into the pillow and clenching his eyes tighter. He coughed again and tried to grab the covers, but Yami had them, so he was grabbing nothing.
"Yami," He groaned, putting a hand to his head and holding it. He had a horrible headache. Was he fighting or something last night? And why did he kick him just now? Hell, why'd he wake him up? "Why...?" Was all he asked. He tried sitting up, but moving just made the headache worse. "Where's Yugi?"
"At work. I stayed in for today to take care of you. Do you remember what happened last night?" He said calmly.
Atem slowly opened his eyes and tried looking up at Yami. "I think so. We went to Seto's and then I..." His eyes widened as it slowly all came back to him. "I had a couple shots..." He sighed and brought a hand to his face. "I did so much. People were recording me and I acted so, ugh.."
"You didn't listen to me."
"Yami, come on. Please-"
"I told you not to drink any, damn it!"
"God, please stop yelling, please." Atem shuddered as more pain waved in through his head. His ears were so sensitive to sound, his head throbbed from the slightest vibration of sound wave. "I fucked up, I know I know. Please, just stop." He knew why Yami was upset, he could understand. Some people wouldn't like to see their lover dance and practically strip on a pole in front of dozens of people while being pissy drunk. Some would think that kind of sight should only be showed to them in the bedroom, not to the whole world. Some people would have thought it was cool or funny to see their lover doing that. That it was just them being a fun partner. But, Atem assumed Yami was the prior. He didn't like to see his boyfriends doing anything like that in public.
Yami opened his mouth to say something else, but then, it was like Atem watched all the emotion and fight Yami had in his eyes just drain away. His red eyes just faded into a darker violent. He said nothing and just stared at the Egyptian. The tanner male tried to level with him.
"It's not like I fucked anyone. I was just drunk!" He defended.
"You made a fool of yourself. You made us look like idiots."
"Yami, all I did was dance and sing. I didn't yell curses or puke all over the place!"
"You acted like a whore, Atem!"
"I was being fucking me!" He sat up and hollered. He looked away from Yami and stared at the wall. "I remember everything, and I'm embarrassed but, at the same time I feel like I'm glad I did it. Because it was...fun." He confessed. "I enjoyed doing that..."
"...I see." Yami said after a minute of silence, his eyes growing inhumanely cold. It was as if the real Yami wasn't there, or talking. Like it was someone else who took over him. Someone awful and heartless. "So the real you is grinding up against a pole and taking off your clothes like a whore? Wow, had no idea that was the real you. Then again, you already have plenty of experience in grinding on plenty of things with several people at once, don't you?"
Atem furrowed his brows and his mouth was left slightly open. He never heard Yami talk to him this way before. Even his voice was dead, like he truly didn't give a damn. He actually felt his heart tear apart a little when he said that. No, completely in half. "That's..." He whispered. "...what you really think of me?" Atem lowered his head between his legs and his eyes fell. He brought his hand up to his mouth and chewed his bottom lip. Pure despair began to shroud his eyes.
Whore Whore Whore Whore Whore
Dirty Dirty Dirty Dirty
Disgusting Disgusting Disgusting
Shameful Shameful
...Pain
So..much...pain...
No, something was wrong. Yami knew there was. Why wasn't something working? Something wasn't working right again, and he needed to get it back on track now. Oh, he knew what it was. His damn emotions again. It kept fucking with him. He couldn't have that now.
When he felt he finally got his brain fully functional again, he saw Atem was crying-
Crying?
You already have plenty of experience in grinding on plenty of things with several people at once, don't you?
Why did he say that? Why the fuck would he ever even think that? Why would he even consider saying it? That's not how he felt at all, he didn't want to say such a vile thing. He'd never want to say something so hurtful to Atem. He knew that was a sensitive subject, he knew saying something like that would hurt him. So why did his brain just piss off his logical way of thinking and make him say that? Why did his anger trigger something like this!?
Knowing full well how hurt Atem was, Yami knew he had to comfort him somehow. He reached his hand out to him, his face with actual emotion now. "Atem?"
"Don't come near me, please." He murmured.
'I didn't mean to say that, Atem I swear-"
"Leave me alone. Please." He pleaded. One hand was overing his face, while the other just hugged himself as his eyes stared at nothing.
Y-Yami! Stop! Please!
...S-Stop.
First those two times, and now this one. The third time he's ever pleaded with him. Where he's begged him with every shred of emotion he could muster.
But he wouldn't leave. He couldn't leave knowing he did something so horrible.
Suddenly, Atem sensed as if something was coming. He rose his eyes and saw Yami was moving towards him. His arms spread out, his face concerned. He then found himself plopping against the soft mattress, with Yami hugging him tightly. He felt his arms wrap around him even tighter, not wanting to let him go. He turned his head and their eyes met each other. Yami's were normal purple, and Atem's were a sad crimson. "I couldn't control my mouth. Or my thoughts." Yami whispered. He pressed his lips against his ear lobe, kissing it and his cheek. "I love you so much, and I know the shit you went through. I would never bring that up and throw it in your face, even if I was joking. Even if I was drunk, I wouldn't say something so wrong."
"..." Atem said nothing as he laid there with Yami on top of him.
"Just from looking at your eyes, I could tell I hurt you so bad. Worse than I ever have before, and I'm so sorry." He continued to place gentle kisses on his skin. Atem's eyes began to lower, almost closing. "I got so angry, and then my brain shut off my emotions again. So I couldn't control what I was saying. So please," Yami gripped his fingers into his skin. "Forgive me, Atem. I don't want to be the reason that you cry again."
After hearing no response again, Yami looked over to see his face, only to see the man had passed out. He was softly sleeping, but with a distressed look on his face.
God, he really fucked up.
Drastically.
He hoped and prayed Atem could find it in his heart to forgive him for saying such things. He looked at his watch and saw it was almost afternoon He had to leave and pick something up. He'd call for Yugi to take off work early today to come by and make sure Atem was okay. He could always just work from home. He got off of the man and got off of the bed. He leaned down and placed a kiss on his cheek before walking to the door.
He hoped that this wouldn't last for long.
END - 4!
So when Atem said he was being himself when he was drunk, what do you think that means?
Also, did you spot the Her Little Boy reference in this chapter? Also, 'Ummi' in arabic means mama.
As for this chapter, it was indeed all planned out to be lighthearted and funny at first until the end. I wanted the ending to end in something sad.
This will be continued in another chapter.