Warning, small lemon.

7! - All Star Apologies

One year and a month after Yami's revival from his coma.

The next day after Atem's visit to Kisara Ujana.

"I get off a little early today, probably early evening. Y-Yami's coming home from work early too."

"That's fine with me."

"H-How come?"

"I'm gonna have a talk with him. I'll fix this for sure this time, okay?"

"Are you...p-positive?"

"Yes. Go on, the car's waiting for you outside. Jounouchi's driving you. I promise everything will be fine when you come home."

"...Okay. I t-trust you. I love you."

"Love you too. Now go on, before you're late."

That was Atem and Yugi's conversation hours ago when he left for work. Yami had to stay in after hours, and wouldn't return home until noon. Usually, they would leave early in the morning and return home at night. Perhaps, ten or eleven. Sometimes much later, right into the next morning. Sometimes, like Yami, they pull all nighters and won't come home until the next day in noon. With Atem resigning from D75, he was pretty much a stay-at-home house wife. He did the cleaning, he did the cooking, and he loved to relax in the house. Of course, he went out from time to time with his sister, or his new found best friend Jounouchi. Sometimes, he just went out by himself and go around town, enjoying himself.

Most times when he stayed indoors after he's done all of his chores, he trains his body so that he doesn't become rusty. Though, Atem didn't work out like normal people, of course. For weights, he lifted things that were at least half a ton. Just because he can. And also, lifting normal weights were far too easy for him to pick up. He stretched his body in various flexible ways, he practiced using his balance by standing on the utility pole outside the house on one leg. He even practiced his running and climbing by jogging and hopping on house rooftops. He loved to parkour after all.

But, for right now, he'd just do a little yoga and meditation.

People always wonder, why the Egyptian had a habit of squatting on the floor instead of just sitting down. Well, it was his way of meditating and relaxing. Working out his legs, thighs and butt, all into one. It was just something he liked to do. So, right now, Atem was on their king-sized bed. His elbows were leaned against the mattress, with his arms close and his hands folded into each other. His entire body was up, with his legs spread out in the air, all while having to balance and keep hold onto his elbows.

He's been in this position for about, eh, maybe an hour and a half. The time was approximately two O clock. Yami should be coming home any second now-

"Atem?" A voice echoed. Atem could tell it was from another room. And it was definitely Yami's voice.

"In here, pretty boy." The Egyptian called back, continuing to have his eyes closed. Ah yes, he was truly relaxed right now, despite his odd physical position.

He heard the sound of a some-what heavy object landing on the floor in the room. Atem assumed that was Yami's bag he brought to and from work. The sound of his dress shoes clicking on the floor let him know he hadn't undressed yet. He literally just walked in.

When Yami walked in, he just blinked. "Erm..." He eyed Atem's whimsical yoga position and raised a brow.

Atem opened one red eye and closed it back again. "You know I do this from time to time, don't look so surprised."

"I know you do, it's just, this is new. Definitely a new form you've put yourself in."

"I assume you didn't eat lunch yet for today." He said, deciding to change the subject. Things were still weird between them, obviously.

Yami scratched behind his head and walked around the bedroom to the large closets they all shared. "No, I didn't. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning when you made breakfast." He began to take off his work clothes, throwing off layer of clothing after clothing. Soon, he was in nothing but his boxers, putting his clothes back into the closet and hanging them up.

"You dumb ass." He suddenly heard. Yami turned around, and started to just gawk at his boyfriend. He was...in an indescribable position this time. The erm, 'pigeon pose', apparently. How Atem was able to bend his body in such ways, he'd never known. His ribs were practically coming out of his chest. "You need to eat you know."

Yami just shook his head and turned back to the closet. "I know. I was just really busy."

"I'll cook you something. What do you want to eat?"

Yami turned back around, finished with grabbing what he wanted to wear around the house. He walked over to the large bed, and saw Atem was in a different position again. This time with his legs very wide and his body bent forward. The 'wide-legged forward bend'. In other words, the 'I'm ready to submit' position. With his ass out like that, he was practically begging for it.

"I um, I just want something small."

"Absolutely not, you're gonna eat a full course meal. Got it?"

"..If you say so."

"And I know you're staring at my ass."

"To be fair Atem, you're wearing nothing but joggers, and they do not fit you." Yami pointed out as he watched his caramel ass jiggle as he moved into a normal sitting position. Atem rolled his eyes and got off of the bed. He stretched his arms up and yawned, before reaching down and pulling up his pants. But, that did not help at all. Those pants just kept slipping off his round backside.

"Fuck you, they fit fine."

"Maybe when that thing shrinks, I'll look somewhere else-"

"Alright, shut it pretty boy." He grumbled. And then, he sighed. Just before Yami walked over to the doorway to leave, he stopped him. "Wait." He said in a much gentler voice. "We need to talk. For real, this time."

"We do?" The other blinked, perplexed by the sudden suggestion. As he asked this, he was pulling on a regular casual shirt to wear around the house. He was also pulling on some normal pants.

"Yeah." Atem nodded over to the door, gesturing for him to follow him out. "We'll talk while I cook for you."

The Egyptian was now cooking up a storm, making homemade ramen and shrimp tempura. They'd decide on dessert after Yami was finished. The other watched as he moved quickly around the kitchen, working with dough and dividing them into portions. He was going to ask if he needed help, but, obviously Atem didn't need it. Despite not being the fastest, he was moving very speedily. Even with his speed, Yami would probably just get in the way. Suddenly, Atem spoke up and began their talk.

"Yami," He began as continued to work with ingredients and spices. "I'm just gonna cut to the chase. I know you already apologized to me a thousand times."

"Twenty seven to be exact." Yami commented, his eyes now blue.

"Yeah. And, I said I forgave you but, I wasn't telling the truth when I said that." Atem admitted with a quieter voice. Yami kept a straight face, leaning against the large kitchen counter while staring at his boyfriend.

"I know."

"It's just, you don't know how hard you hit me when you said that." He looked up from his work, meeting his red eyes with the other's. He could tell Yami was going to give another witty answer, but it seemed to have faltered. He began hesitating in his words.

"I kn...No, yeah, I don't." He shook his head, his eyes traveling downwards in shame.

"Through out my life, sex was always a thing with me, even when I was young. I don't think I was ever molested or raped as a boy, but I do have odd flashbacks of the few years I can't remember that has something to do with that. And then, when I was fifteen, you know what happened to me. Then again, no, you don't." Atem turned around to the stove and turned on the element. He looked through the drawers and cabinets for necessary utensils and pots or pans. Yami then looked back up, narrowing his eyes.

"I thought you told us everything."

"I didn't tell you the details. Penetration wasn't the only thing that was done to me."

"..." Something told Yami he was not going to like what he was going to hear next.

"They came all over my body. So much for five or more hours, that there was semen in my hair and ear canals. They hit me, and beat me until I lost consciousness a few times. I was hit in the stomach a few times, forcing me to puke. And sometimes I just threw up because the whole situation just made me sick. Not to mention I was emotionally unstable at the time. I.." Atem took a deep breath and sighed. He wouldn't cry, it was the past. It was over now. No more crying. "I was humiliated, because I had pissed myself. I released pretty much all of my fluids unwillingly everywhere. And those sick fucks, they didn't even care. Finally, towards the end of it, they forced me to release all of my bowels, if you get what I mean."

At the moment, Yami literally felt himself almost puke up his entire intestine. You couldn't get more sick than that. Just imagining the person he loved so dearly, have to go through so much, such disgusting things, it just made him wanna rip his own entrails out. It was no wonder he was always so paranoid in the beginning of their relationship when it came to touching. Because if anything reminded anyone of that torturous hell, God knows they would never want to have any physical contact with anyone ever for the rest of their life.

"And then, it didn't stop there. Then I started doing shit with Seto. A grown man who was in his twenties, and me being only a teenager. I didn't think about it at the time. I guess being in D75 made me believe I was an adult, being able to do whatever the fuck I wanted with absolutely no consequences. I didn't realize that the relationship we had was kinda messed up. But, that didn't stop me from taking it out my pants." Noticeably, his tone grew more and more quiet and depressed by the minute. It was haunted with despair, and shame. Nothing but disappointment and sadness could be heard from his voice.

"..." Yami still refused to say a word.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is, I was basically a whore, in a way. Sure, I've never slept around. I've been a faithful person. But I still did what I shouldn't have done, willingly or not. I didn't have to do that after I just had a fucked up experience. I should have never been with Seto like that." Atem was holding a bowl, moving his other arm in a circular motion as he mixed some ingredients, preparing a broth. "And, I still had orgasms when...the incident happened, you know? It was a horrible time but, my body just reacted differently I guess. I mean, it stopped after a while when they started to do even worse but, I still...I didn't like it and it was painful but.." The more he talked, the more he was pressing his fingers into the bowl. And he was starting to crush it without his knowledge. "You, get what I mean. I hope."

"..I do." Yami barely said above a whisper.

"Good. Anyway, that's why I was so upset. You made me think that a whore, was all I looked like to you. Like that was all I was to you, that you thought so little of me. But, at the party I was just having fun. I like singing and, dancing I guess. I shouldn't have drunk anything at all, but if I hadn't, I wouldn't have had so much fun. I truly don't regret doing that. Well, maybe the part where people were recording me. But I'd do it all again if I could, minus the headaches." The Egyptian placed the bowl down and looked over back at the stove where the deep fryer was to make sure his tempura was cooking properly.

This was a lot better. The last time they talked, it was literally a five minute conversation. 'I didn't like what you said. It hurt my feelings.' 'Oh okay, I'm sorry.' 'Okay cool, apology accepted.' That was basically what happened. It wasn't even a talk. That's why things were still bad even days after the argument.

"So, you get it now?" Atem asked as he took some tongs and took the tempura from out of the deep fryer.

Yami nodded once, getting off of the counter. "I think I do." He said as he walked from around the counter and over towards Atem. He moved closer, standing right behind him. He placed his hands on his waist, and leaned his head forwards into the crook of his neck. He was lightly breathing against his warm sun-kissed skin, inhaling his sweet fresh scent of cherries. "There's just one thing wrong with what you said." He whispered in his ear. They hadn't been this close in a while, and he missed the feeling.

"What do you mean?" Atem froze when he started to embrace him. He was looking down at the perfect golden breaded tempura, feeling his breathing going a little rougher, and his heartbeat faster.

"First off," He said sternly. "If I ever hear you call yourself a whore again, I'm going to kick you. Very hard." He lightly scolded. "And also, I don't have a care or interest in the mistakes you made in the past. That does not interest me, not does not concern me. The only thing that concerns me, is that you're still hurting from this. And I made it worse." He ended up wrapping his arms entirely around his torso, leaning against him like a life size bear. "I don't know what is wrong with me, but I swear to you I will fix it so that I never hurt you like that again. I swear on my life. On my parents' name."

"Yami.." He practically moaned his name. Not sexually, but wanting. Longing to have their relationship back to normal again. "I don't want to stay like this anymore."

"I don't either."

Atem turned around to face his boyfriend and pressed his body closer. Their noses grazed each other, and they locked eyes. "I forgive you. For real this time."

"That makes me happy." Yami breathlessly replied, finding it amazing how easily Atem could put him in a trance. "I love you."

"I love you too," Atem trailed off, leaning forward and slipping his lips right past Yami's. "But I want you to show me."

"You sure?" The other asked, his mouth hovering right over his. "I don't want to take it too far." He said carefully. After the topic they just talked about, he figured Atem may not want to cross that line today.

"It's okay. We won't go there. Not without Yugi anyway." He chuckled. "Just kiss me."

"As you wish."

Yami crushed his lips against the Egyptian's, slipping his hands further down his waist. As his palms cupped both of his cheeks firmly, Atem flinched with a surprised mewl. He leaned his forehead onto Yami's and tilted his head a little for leverage on their kiss. He pressed his mouth against the other's again, smacking them together as they both opened their mouths simultaneously. Yami's tongue slid agains Atem's, before rolling over it and circling it around the organ. They broke the kissing session briefly to take a second to breath, before entering each other's mouths once again.

Yami tongue fought Atem roughly, pushing and grinding it against his own. He opened his eyes, they were closed from the intense moment since the kiss started. His irises were red colliding with purple. He looked at his body in infrared mode, watching the temperature in his body rise in different places. His chest, his abdomen, and especially his groin. As he examined his body, he realized they both were starting to breath a little too quickly. The kiss became so intense, they were panting.

They broke away once more, and stared at each other with strong fervent aura radiating off of their bodies. What a damn tease, Yami thought. That's all Atem was. A damn cock tease. His shirtless bronze body, creamy skin and beautiful, flexible physique. He pressed his fingers harder into Atem's skin, squeezing his ass even harder. Atem gasped, lightly tossing his head back. God he loved it when he touched him there. And it was Yami's absolute favorite place to touch. He remembered before when just one breath against his backside made him wanna scream and kick. It was so hard to allow people to touch him in a such a way again. He even gave Seto a hard time once before.

"I love this so much," Yami growled as he raised one of his hands and slammed it against his arse again. Spanking him with force. Atem sharply breathed in and lowly moaned while leaning towards Yami and hugging him tightly. "I wonder how a male gets his ass so perfect like this." He continued to harshly whisper in his ear. "So round," Another spank.

"A-Ah!"

"So plump.." And another.

"Mn! Yami-!" Atem tightened his grip on Yami's body.

"I just love touching it. I love it so much."

While continuing to moan quietly as Yami toyed with his backside, Atem made a smirk and reached his hand down towards Yami's pelvis. With a stifled gasp from the other, Atem palmed the growing bulge in his pants. He began squeezing against it, rubbing his hand up and down and lightly slapping it with his hand. "Mmn, yeah?" The Egyptian challenged. "Well I love this," He sexually licked his lips and looked down, watching his pants grow even tighter. "So big," He tugged on it.

"N-Nghh.." Yami clenched his aberrant eyes shut.

"Throbbing," He added with a hungry look in his eyes as he palmed it even more abruptly.

"Fuck-Atem.." He hissed.

"Yes, I'd love for you to just fuck me right now," Atem kissed Yami again, this time as a chaste kiss. "Throw me on the counter and have your way with me." He kissed him again, and broke it just as quickly. Small thin ropes of saliva fell each time he did so. And even though the kisses were small, they were extreme for a split second. "I'd kill to have you inside me."

"Actually, If I may suggest," Yami said breathlessly. "I want you on the couch."

"Sure." The Egyptian let go of his hold and backed away from his lover. He turned around and walked away out of the kitchen. Yami stared at his bottom once more, watching one cheek go up and the other go down with each step.

Atem gripped Yami's spiky head as he laid his head back against the cushions of the couch. His mouth constantly opened and closed, trail after trail of moans left him. His eyes were closed, brows furrowed from the pleasure Yami was giving him. Atem dragged his hand across his own body, pinching one of his own dark brown nubs. He tugged his hair roughly, bucking his hips up and down into his face. The Egyptian spread his legs more open on the couch, trying to give Yami some more room. Yami looked up from his pelvis and let his member go from his mouth and licked his lips at him suggestively.

He grasped his member and rubbed his hand up and down slowly. Atem made a low groan, biting his lip from squealing. Yami stuck his tongue out and dangled his tongue all over the head of his length. He then placed it back in his mouth, sucking the tip. Suddenly, he seized both of his legs and held them up over his head. They easily went back behind him, being the supple minx that he was. The Egyptian growled sexually, wanting more. Yami's eyes switched from red and purple, to blue. Capturing this beautiful image into his head with his eyes, he switched them back to purple.

"W-Wait, hold on.." Atem barely made out.

"Hm?" Yami took the member from out of his mouth while still tugging it in his hand. "Something wrong? You want to stop?"

"No. God no..." The Egyptian sat up and put his legs down, making Yami let go. He almost came from that nice blow job alone. No way he wanted to stop now. "I want you to come here." He commanded. Yami crawled over to the other and pressed his lips against him. As they kissed, Atem began pulling down Yami's boxers. Realizing the other was struggling with taking the piece of clothing off, he helped and cooperated with removing it. He tossed it over the couch and pressed himself against Atem's chest.

As the kiss intensified, Yami placed his hand below himself and rubbed his shaft. He began moaning in the kiss, feeling Atem's hands roam his backside this time. The caramel skinned man rubbed his arse and gently squeezed. He then moved his hand lower, and inserted one digit inside of him. Yami broke the kiss with a loud gasp and clenched his eyes shut.

"A-Ah!"

"Tch, caught you off guard there, huh?" Atem smirked. He pushed the digit farther inside of him, feeling him become moist from inside. He felt Yami grip his forearm, making stuttering breaths.

"M-Mmn.." Yami clenched his teeth, from the small amount of pain and mixture of pleasure. He then took Atem's member into his hand along with his own, and pumped both of their lengths. He nuzzled his face in affection, loving what he was doing to him, and what he was doing to the other. Atem breathed in sharply from feeling Yami rub his erection as well. And suddenly, his eyes snapped wide open when he felt something instantly enter inside of him as well.

"F-Fuck..!" Atem hissed from the feeling. They kissed once more, continuing their movements as they did so.

Both on their knees on the couch, both men fingered each other. With Yami rubbing both of their shafts together, they felt their climaxes nearing. Atem suddenly shoved two digits in this time, two now inside of Yami. The other gasped and did the same just to be fair, and used both of his fingers to stimulate the other. The Egyptian wrapped one of his arms around his body, and laid his head against his shoulder. He moaned loudly as he felt his fingers move even faster. He did the same, thrusting his digits in and out of him.

Yami's hand rapidly went up and down, precum falling all over his palm. Both becoming sweaty, his hand started becoming sticky.

"Atem-" He moaned.

"I k-know, me too." Atem panted.

They both groaned even louder, grunting and tightening their grip on each other. Forehead to forehead, both pair of eyes squeezed shut, mouths agape. They started trembling and flinching, feeling something arise from inside them. Atem suddenly jerked against Yami, crying out shortly before shooting himself all over the other's shirt, staining the material. Yami sharply inhaled, and spilled all over his own hand and Atem's member. The white substance dripped off both, gliding down his hand as well.

Panting heavily, Atem fell forward and collapsed onto his boyfriend. Yami laid back on the couch, and held the other close. The Egyptian put his hands on either sides of his head and hovered above him. With passionate red eyes, Atem leaned his head down and gently kissed Yami's lips. "I love you." He panted. Yami rose his hands up and caressed his face. His thumb gently rubbed across his bronze cheek and contently sighed.

"I love you, too. I'm so sorry." He frowned. The former D75 member just shook his head at him.

"No no, it's okay. I've already forgiven you."

"No, I mean I'm sorry for being...inhuman."

"Don't say that. What'd you say to me earlier, huh?" He scolded after taking his hand and flicking Yami's nose. "Say something like that again, and I'll kick you. Hard."

Yami chuckled and grasped his hand, softly holding it. "Okay. Fair enough. But I'm serious."

"I know."

"I'm going to work with Yugi and Ishizu, and try to find a way to get some kind of surgery done."

Atem's eyes widened at that. "But, that could kill you."

"That's why we're gonna try to figure out a way to remove or at least tweak some of the robotic parts of my brain, so that when they try to remove the whole thing, I won't be in danger. And maybe have some things in my control. Like my eyes." He explained. Once he said the word eyes, they flashed a rainbow of colors for a second to prove his point. This made Atem stare in amazement.

"Woah. But I thought you at least had control of that." He said before laying down against Yami.

"I do most of the time. But my emotions can trigger certain settings on their own. And I figured it was my brain doing that, too."

"Ah. Like when we're doing it, they change red, or black or purple. Or all at once."

"Exactly." Yami smirked and lowered his eyes. "But that's because I'm highly aroused and may become sexually violent."

"Fuck, don't talk that way, you're gonna make me hard again."

With another small laugh, Yami wrapped his arms around Atem and cuddled against the Egyptian. He breathed in his delicious scent, and nuzzled his head into his shoulder. They just held each other, in the nude, on the couch that was previously soiled not too long ago. This was going to drive Atem insane later when he would have to clean it up, but for now, it was time to relax. They both were so happy they finally made up. This had really put a strain on their relationship, and that never happened before. Frankly, Atem thanked that shrink for allowing him to open up so much to Yami. He couldn't wait for him and Yugi to meet her. They were going to love her.

As they laid, Atem began to hum softly. Oddly, once he did that, that always calmed Yami down. He felt himself immediately fall asleep the very second he began to manipulate his vocals to sound so graceful. His eyes became closed the next few minutes, and he found himself asleep.

After a few hours when they both ended up falling asleep against each other, Yugi came back from work. A little earlier than expected, like he told Atem. Once he walked in and managed to lock the door behind him, he saw the two cuddled on the couch.

He smiled to himself, then he sighed in relief.

That meant it went well. He was glad. Hopefully things were fixed now. He took off his lab coat and threw off his shoes with a little difficulty, and stepped over to the couch. He sat down and crawled over to the two of them. He found a way to get himself cuddled with them, even though it was pretty cramped, and laid with them. He closed his eyes and smiled, happy that their relationship was perfect again.

Ahh...What a nice day.

Yeah, it was a good one. Even if they did forget the several food ingredients laid out in the open in the kitchen.

END - 7!

Danganronpa reference in the title. Love that game/anime.

Ahem, anyway, yay Atem and Yami finally made up. And yes, Yami will have surgery done on his brain and his eyes later on. What will become of it, I will not tell or even hint at. In fact, I've decided not to reveal any more new abilities Yami (or anyone else for that matter) will gain until the sequel is presented.

As for Yugi, a chapter will be coming up revealing more of '****'. However, before that will be Yami's meeting with the infamous Kisara. And, just between you guys and me, I heard a chapter with Atem and Mana was coming up, too. Oh, and apparently a chapter with Jounouchi and Seto! Huh. You guys got a lot to look forward to, I'll say that. (Oh, and I also heard the trio won't be the only characters Kisara interviews. I wonder who it'll be?)

So that's a small little sneak peak as to what's to come in this collaboration. I hope you enjoyed the small lemon, and don't worry, there will be a little fighting in future chapters, and secret introductions/cameos to new characters who will be in the sequel.

Welp, have a nice day everyone. I hope you are well and happy, and if not, that this chapter made you smile or make you feel good. Even if it was just a little bit.

I'll catch you later, guys.