Third and final part of Date With A Serial Killer.

Warning, full on lemon.

16! - Love With A Serial Killer

One year and two months after Yami's revival from his coma.

"S..So," Heba moaned as Atem continued to rub the palm of his hand on the head of his member. "You're gonna do me next? Is that what you mean?" His breath hitched a little. The Egyptian smiled and chuckled. He rubbed lower, now teasing the base of his length.

"When I said I was going to make love to you, I didn't necessarily say I would take over. That's not what that means." He noted that Heba's naivete was quite adorable, and very similar to Yugi's innocent nature. "It just means," He pressed kisses on his face as he moved his hand up and down. "That we're going to do this together, with less lust," He moved his hand faster. "And more romance, in a way." After being intimate with Seto and his two lovers, Atem truly learned what 'making love' meant. With Seto, it was just mindless sex. With them, there was passion and other strong emotions. He'd teach Heba the way, how to really feel it all. He saw that Heba was starting to look away, so he gently caressed the side of his face and made him face him again. Heba complied, enjoying the feeling of his new lover watching him as he was pleasured. "I don't ever want you to take your eyes off me, okay?"

"Yes," Heba panted a little. "Yes Atem." He promised. "But, I," His legs twitched a bit, and it was getting harder to control himself. "I really want you, I need you." He kissed him quickly, and gripped his fingers on his bottom. "I want to be inside of you, so, can I..." He trailed off as Atem moved his lower body, and took his hand off of his shaft. He watched him get in his lap, pressing his bottom against the member.

"Don't worry, you'll get what you want." The Egyptian assured as he brushed his buttocks against him even more. "Lucky for you, I already touched myself while watching you and pretty boy go at it, so you can put it in if you want." Atem put his hands on Heba's shoulders, and wrapped his legs around his waist. He leaned closer, his nose nudging the other's. Since he was given permission, the elder of the two slowly lifted him up, and aligned himself underneath. He steadily pulled Atem down onto it, pushing inside of his tightness. Atem gasped, but refused to close his eyes from pleasurable shock. He continued to look Heba in the eyes, which only made him harder. "Can I, ngh-" He groaned as he tried to make himself comfortable. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything." The killer answered softly as he didn't move, and waited for him to get used to his size.

"Why, why do you like to be called 'daddy'?" He laughed a little. "I never thought a serial killer would like that name."

"Heheh," Heba snickered as well, but not before releasing a small moan from the feeling of Atem's entrance. "Well, as you already know, Yugi's a real pervert. He was looking up some BDSM porn one day and, I guess you could say I picked up on it when I switched with him to watch for myself." He moved his hips a little, which caused Atem to tighten his hold on his shoulder blades. He was pressing his fingers in his skin, hissing at his hard erection protruding inside of him. For him, that was starting to feel good. He was already pounded so hard earlier today, but this felt even better.

"Yugi's so perverted," He whispered. "But you're worse." He smirked while beginning to move up. "It's like, ah," He slowly pushed himself back down on his length. "It's like you turn into someone else when someone calls you that...Fuck," He cursed. He moved up again, before pushing back down a little quicker this time. Isn't this how Yami took him the first time they had sex? Funny. "I don't mind calling you that myself, but I don't want you to lose control like that again-Nnm..!" He had to close his eyes shut this time.

With a small smile at his actions, he massaged his hands on his back cheeks. He kissed at his collar bone, squeezing the skin of his supple backside. "Remember? That was Yami's fault, not mine. I promise I didn't act like that on purpose. If you wanna call me that," He nipped at his skin with his teeth, making small marks as the Egyptian continued to ride him, still with a steady and gentle pace. He gave a small slap to his butt before groping it again. "You could probably do a lot with this fat ass of yours, couldn't you?"

"A whole lot, daddy." Atem countered sensually with a moan. He dived in for another passionate kiss, sucking against Heba's tongue immediately. As they tongue-fought, Heba rubbed one of his hands up his abdomen to feel his eight-pack. The Egyptian couldn't help but moan once again in the french kiss, spreading out his legs a little more as he made himself go a little faster in his lap. "You're so big," He murmured.

"And you're tight." Heba smirked. "I wanna do so many things to you," He trailed off as he leaned down to press a kiss against his nipples. He teased them by licking them, letting them slide in the crevice of his tongue before sucking on them. He hummed in delight at the taste of his skin. He tasted different from Yami, but just as sweet. He looked up into his eyes as he nibbled one of them with his teeth. Atem loved that look of intimacy, and he nearly lost it when he stared at him.

"Heba," He breathlessly said his name. "Who was that before? When you were, m-mmn...Fucking Yami, you switched with someone else, didn't you? I-It wasn't Yugi.." He breathed quickly. He could see a careful glint flicker in Heba's eyes. He hoped he wasn't crossing the line while asking this. He probably should have asked that during pillow talk, but he was too curious, even now. Simply because he had a small fear of that thing eventually coming to fuck him senseless next. He wanted to know if Heba truly had a grasp of, whatever that was.

"Maybe," Heba moved away from his chest and used one of his hands to grip the back of Atem's hair. He was so tight, and he felt so good that he needed to use his head as leverage to move. Atem was willingly moving faster and little rougher, so he had to match his actions to create a rhythm. "He's not someone Yugi likes to talk about, ya know?" He grunted as he thrusted deeply inside of him. Atem inhaled sharply and scratched his nails in his back. He ended up hugging his arms around his neck as he impaled him even harder. "He's the monster I was talking about. I may be a part of Yugi, but that monster's a part of me." He smirked at Atem's expression. He was both shocked from what he said, and shocked from the pleasure of his member. "And do you know what he wants to do to you?"

"W-What?" The Egyptian panted.

"He wants to make you his obedient little toy. Make you cum over and over until you're light headed, until you're shaking and trembling like a leaf. To make you take this," He made another thrust as a gesture. "Deeper inside of you until he milks out every single drop." After he said that, Heba continued to smile at Atem's silence. That was probably the most coarse and vulgar thing Atem's ever heard anyone say. His face was beet red, and he couldn't help but feel flustered, not even just from having sex. That on it's own was enough to make anyone wet, just from hearing him say that. "But I won't do that, because I want you to teach me how to love properly."

"Fuck Heba," Atem moaned. "God, you're so fuckin' dirty..."

"That's not just me, that's him too." He said. He then realized Atem was slowing to a stop, and even let go of his body to get out of his lap. Heba's stiff and now wet shaft was sticking straight up in the absence of the Egyptian's bottom. He then placed his hand on Heba's chest to push him down on his back. He crawled on top and got back in position, with his back toward him and his ass right above his member. He then pressed himself down with a small amount of hesitation. Soon, he began to move his lower body as it entered him completely. He shook his hips, bouncing his bottom up and down on him while moaning loudly. He wasn't moving as slow or as gentle as earlier, but Heba could still tell this was a different way of intercourse. It still wasn't mindless or violent like with Yami.

Atem liked riding his men. He loved the way they stared at his ass as he twerked on their cocks. It was just priceless. And Heba felt so good, he needed to use his body to pleasure himself more. "Well," He moaned. "You're doing great so far..! Ah!" Atem cried as he felt him thrust in a little deeper. "Hold me," He said. Heba did as he was told, placing his hands on his waist and groaning as he enjoyed the ride along with him. He reached in front of himself, rubbing his own member as he bounced up and down. Heba smiled as he thrusted faster and with greater strength, pummeling himself inside of his gorgeous bronze body with love. Was this the feeling he was talking about? This warmth in his chest, and the joy he felt humping him on the bed?

He felt similarly with Yami but, this was a little different. This felt more, emotional in a way. It was like, Atem was showing him how he truly felt about him through his movements. Yami showed Heba that he trusted him, and that he was willing to take on even the monstrous side of him at any time. Atem was showing that he trusted him too, but that he could tame the monstrous side of himself. He felt so overjoyed that he took Yami and was now making love to Atem. Maybe this was why Yugi was so happy every time they had sex with them, because he felt so complete right now.

"God, yes...Fuuuck.." Atem moaned.

He felt alive.

"Atem...?" Heba whispered with an airy voice as he rode onto him even harder.

"Y-Yeah? Oh shit.." The Egyptian sucked in a deep breath. His thrusts were so God damn good to feel.

"I think I-"

A heavy knock slammed on the door.

Who the fuck was that? And why would they knock and interrupt them now? Didn't Yami put a 'do not disturb' sign on the doorknob outside?

Atem glanced up at the door and scowled. Why now of all times? But before he could say anything, Heba sat up and turned Atem around. He swooped him up in his arms and pressed him closer. He held him closely with his legs around his torso, and stood up off of the bed. He was still inside of him the entire time. Understandably shocked by this, Atem turned to him with wide eyes as he automatically held onto his shoulders. Heba gave him a wink before walking towards the doorway and pushing him up against the door. Careful of the doorknob, Atem's back was now on the door's cold surface, all with the killer's member still inside of him.

While holding him up with one hand, he used the other to lean it against the door beside Atem's head. He then began to move, and thrust in and out of him once again. Another loud knock on the door came, and Atem was forced to cover his mouth with one palm to keep himself from moaning too loud. With a snicker, Heba gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek before answering who ever was knocking. "Yes?" He grunted out as he rammed Atem against the door. "Who is it?" He asked, slamming his hips onto his pelvis to thrust in once again.

"There's a lot of banging coming from here. Could you keep it down? My brothers and I are tryin' to sleep."

"Nmm~" Heba growled in Atem's ear. "Sorry about that," He managed to say without moaning in between words. "Just a couple of teenagers having fun over here. No," He thrusted once more. "..Harm done, right? Mmn," He kissed all over his neck, hugging his body even closer to hump him as much as he could against that door. Atem whispered rambles of sexual high, his eyes nearly rolling back from how good his shaft felt. He eventually took his hand off of his mouth, using it to grip and pull Heba's hair instead.

"Yes, yes..fuck me...It feels so good, don't stop.." He hissed. "I'm so close, it feels so fucking good.."

The person from the other side of the door seemed skeptical. He hoped he didn't hear Atem. But then again, part of him hope he did. "What'd you say..?" The man on the other side asked. He seemed a bit peeved off.

Heba made his movements erratic and brutal. He took his hand off of the wall and reached down to grasp and rub the Egyptian's member instead. He rubbed his base so quickly, yet with such care, more precum squirted onto his hand. Atem couldn't hold it in, he was moaning and he was getting a little too loud. "Nothing! Sorry about the noise, we'll keep it down!" After hearing some footsteps and the slam of a door echoing from the hall outside, Heba then took him from off of the door and went back to the bed. He tossed themselves down and just continued to keep nailing him against the sheets. Now on his back on the soft mattress, Atem spread out his legs. He reached his arms out to grab and hug Heba closely.

They kissed lovingly, mewling and whining about their upcoming release. The Egyptian cried out from another sudden harsh thrust. "Mmn! Fuck...! Just like that, keep going..! I'm gonna cum-Holy fucking shit..!" He pleaded, his arms holding onto Heba as tightly as they could. "I'm cumming..! I'm-Aahh!" He tossed his head back, his legs raising up with a strong reaction of pure sexual satisfaction. He could feel it in his stomach, it was coming, Heba just needed to do that one more time. The killer rubbed his hand on his chocolate member, letting his fluids ooze down his arm and onto his caramel coated body. His pumps were hitting towards that spot, it was only a matter of seconds at this point, until it'd be over.

"I-I understand now.." Heba said softly before smacking his hips onto him one last time. "I love you..!" He thrusted.

Atem screamed.

White spewed onto their abdomens, dripping down their skins. It coated Heba's hand and poured down his wrist, his member twitching and squirming in his hold as it squirted more. Heba felt some of his own drip inside of Atem, but he didn't want all of it to end up there. He pulled himself out, and rubbed himself while kneeling a little closer onto Atem's torso. He gasped a little as he shot more of his white seed onto his upper body, even managing to land some of his blows on Atem's face.

Almost all of his energy was depleted, but it didn't matter. That felt amazing. Atem didn't even mind that he came on his face like that. He just continued to watch Heba pleasure himself, seeing him spew more of the white substance onto his body. With a tired but very satisfied sigh, the Egyptian wiped his face of any cum with the back of his hand. He basically collapsed against the bed and closed his eyes. Heba straddled him and leaned down to kiss him. Their lips connected, with their tongues lightly brushing against each other's. Heba embraced him, cuddling him on the bed sheets with a sleepy smile.

Atem smiled as well and opened his eyes. He brushed some of his blonde locks away from his face and caressed the side of it. "What did you say earlier?" He rubbed the pad of his thumb on his bottom lip. Playfully, the killer sucked his thumb, tasting the cum that still lingered on his digits that had been previously used to wipe his face off. "You said you loved me?"

With a small blush, Heba let go and kissed his thumb. "Yeah, I did." He repeated his actions on the rest of his fingers. "I think I understand. Loving someone is, different. Because everything you feel, feels different." He said with an evident tone of realization. "That's why he loves you both so much. And it's not just because of the sex, I see that now too."

"Well we love you too." Atem said. "We both do. We'll always support Yugi, and we'll support you too."

To this, Heba smiled warmly. Honestly, though he'd never admit, that's all he ever wanted in his life. For someone to just care about him, or love him. To cherish him like his 'loved ones' never did. He nuzzled his head against Atem's chest, listening his to his heartbeat.

He had Yugi, but now he had them.

"Heba?"

"Yeah?"

"You love them, don't you?"

"Ha, well, it's a little early to be saying that, don't you think?"

"But you said it."

"I did but, people say a lot of crazy things when they're screwing around. It's almost like being drunk."

"Heba..."

"What?"

"Don't lie. I know you love them. You have to feel something for them, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess I do now. I think I understand a little bit more."

"Good. So be nice to them, okay?"

"Of course. Anything to make you happy."

"Not just me, but them too."

"...Yes. I think I can do that too."

"You should rest. You overworked my body today."

"Heheh, sorry about that. I couldn't help myself. Oh and, I'm sorry. For, letting him out."

"Neither of us really have control over him when he's provoked, so, I can't be too mad at you. Just, make sure he stays away. Unlike you, he can't be mended."

"...What..? Mended?"

"Yeah."

"..."

"Heba?"

"...Oh? You say that like some scientist or mad doctor. Like one at an asylum."

"No, no! I didn't mean it like that, honest. I just mean that, he's a bad person-No...A bad thing, to exist. You were a bad person too, but you're not as bad anymore. You're nicer now."

"..."

"Heba..."

"I haven't grown soft, if that's what you're implying."

"N-No! I didn't-"

"I'm still the Hand of Judgement, understand?"

"...Yes, I get it. Just, please don't act this way. We were finally having fun, you were finally understanding me."

"Just don't underestimate me. I can still kill them both in their sleep, and keep control away from you. Hey, maybe I should have them for myself. I can fake your personality no problem after all."

"Heba, don't you dare! You promised me you'd play nice! Why are you being like this? I just wanted you to be happy!"

"Oh shut you're fucking mouth. You think you can 'mend' me? That you can change me however you please in order to fit your perfect life, playing house with your ignorant boyfriends? How dare you. I'm not some robot you can shut down and reprogram. I am a part of you, whether you like it or not. But I still have a conscience, and I won't let you change me. I won't let you get rid of me."

"Just, stop, please. I'm begging you."

"I'm going to sleep."

"..."

When he sat up, he felt really tired for some reason. His eyes were leaking, probably tears. He must have been crying in his sleep. Yugi sighed and covered the side of his face. He sniffled, rubbing his nose with his palm as he looked down below himself. He had been tucked in bed, probably thanks to Atem. He was also naked, and he could feel that all he had on were boxers. Everything was cleaned up and neat-Oh. Wait a second, this wasn't the hotel. This was their house. And, he couldn't feel any of the sun's rays from the window right behind the head board. He turned around to see that it was dark out. A full moon was up in fact. He made a long sigh. Shit, how long was he out?

He was about to move to attempt to get up, but when he did, he heard rustling. Like paper. He turned around again and pushed his pillow aside. A small piece of paper was folded up, planted right under his pillow. He grasped it, and carefully picked it up with shaking hands. He tried to read it as best as he could while his nerves refused to let him hold it steady.

"You were sleeping for hours, even into the next day. Atem picked you up and carried you to the car, and I drove us home. He put you in bed and tucked you in, and then I called Ishizu to tell her you weren't well.

Another part was added to the note, with another date.

You started acting strange, even while you were asleep. Sometimes you'd sit up and talk to no one but yourself. You'd curse, yell and scream, then cry and plead for someone to 'stop it'. Whenever we tried to touch you or talk to you, you didn't acknowledge us. Like you didn't even realize we were there with you. Sometimes you'd even get up and get something small to eat while ignoring us. Then you'd just pass out and go back to sleep. Sometimes you'd cry while you slept, or have nightmares and thrash out of bed. You still didn't wake up. It had been three days, now. Atem and I got worried, so we called Ishizu again and told her you probably couldn't make it into work this week. We called Joey, and he said this was normal for you whenever you mentally snap. He said you'd be fine, but he advised us to keep a careful eye on you. Call us when you wake up.

One last part was added, with the most recent date.

You're making us really worried. We assumed that Heba is doing this to you. We're not sure why, we thought things between the four of us was fine. Guess not. Anyway, it's the weekend. You've been asleep for four days. If you're not Yugi, and you're reading this instead Heba, please stop. I don't know if Yugi angered you for whatever reason, but please don't punish him. We'd both rather you take it out on us. Yugi, if you're reading this, immediately let us know if you're okay. We put your phone on the nightstand, please call or text one of us. We love you. And we can love Heba too."

Yugi sadly grimaced, feeling his eyes becoming even more moist. He didn't mean to worry them like this. He hadn't blacked out like that in years, not since he had lived with Joey. But even that was rare to happen. He felt a head ache come along, which was normal. Heba always put his body out of whack whenever they switched abruptly or argued. God, the whole plan failed. He wanted Heba to be nicer. And, perhaps the way he planned this whole thing was a bit rude. He was indeed trying to change him in a way, but not with such malicious intentions. He just wanted to live normally. If he had to live with two other people in his head, he at least wanted them to be happy as well so nothing could go wrong anymore.

Sometimes he hated himself. He really hated himself so much. He always screwed up at anything he tried, he was such a fuck up. Such a crazy loser with problems beyond anyone's understanding. Why did he have to be born like such a freak? Why couldn't he be normal, have a family and be happy and loved? Why couldn't he love himself? Why couldn't he be happy and stay happy for once in his life? Why? Why did he...Why did...

He was crying even more now.

He couldn't really feel his legs. They were numb. His stomach hurt, and he was starving. His throat was painfully dry, he was thirsty too. If he tried to stand up and walk from the bed, he'd fall and he wouldn't be able to get up or call for help. He should probably just text one of his lovers. He put the note back under his pillow, deciding he no longer needed it. He looked to the side, seeing the nightstand by the bedside with his smart phone laying on top of the surface. He stretched his arm over and managed to grab it. Trembling it in his hold, he just barely managed to carry it back to his lap without dropping it. He pressed his finger on the power button, turning it on and getting to his contacts. Knowing Atem would still be home or at least nearby, he decided to text him first.

No. Despite the pain in his throat, he wanted to call him. He needed to hear one of their voices beside the ones already drifting around in his mind. He dialed his number and placed the phone by his ear. He used both hands, as he wasn't able to hold it with one. "Atemu?" His voice was so dry and hoarse, every word burned when it left his mouth. He coughed.

"Hello? Yugi?"

"Yes. I-I'm okay."

He heard a heavy sigh of relief. "Thank God. Thank, God."

"Heh. You're so worried about me."

"Of course I am! We both were. We thought you put yourself in a coma or something. You're kinda unpredictable, you know? But seriously," His tone became a lot more serious. "Are you okay? I'm at the store, I can come over there right now."

"I'm in some pain but, n-nothing I'm not used to.

"Yugi," He said his name in a loving, yet sad tone. "You sound so hoarse. What are we gonna do with you? You want me to buy you anything while I'm in here?"

"No thank you. J-Just hungry."

"Don't worry puff cheeks, I'll make you something when I get back. Yami's coming home in the morning, he had to work late tonight. He took over and assisted Ishizu instead these past few days."

Yugi's eyes widened. "R-Really? Oh, I didn't mean to push my work onto him." He whispered solemnly.

"It's alright, he wanted to do it. Your work was piling over. He didn't want you to stress about it. Just relax and rest a little more. Don't get out of bed, you're probably really weak."

"Okay, Atemu." He said softly.

"I'm hanging up, I'll be there soon, alright?"

"Yes Atemu."

"I love you." He said before hanging up.

Yugi's face became rosy, and he smiled a little. He then took the phone away from his face and decided to text Yami next. Just as he was about to press his finger on the icon of his contact, the bedroom door opened. With a startled yelp, Yugi flinched and looked up at the opening doorway. Someone stepped inside and carefully closed the door behind them. As Yugi scanned his eyes over, he realized it was just his other lover. He exhaled, feeling his fast paced heartbeat calm itself. He placed a hand on his bare chest, before smiling at his boyfriend. "You scared me, Y-Yami-kun."

Yami turned to glance at the bed, his facial expression softening instantly. "You're okay." He breathed, holding his hand up to his face and dragging it behind his hair. "Thank God." He mumbled. He quickly walked to the bed and leaned down to give him a big kiss. "You scared us to death." He sat beside him on the bed and hugged him tightly. He kissed the side of his face, rubbing his hands on his back to feel him. "Please," He said in a weak voice. "Don't do that again."

The elder placed his phone down and wrapped his arms around the other. It was a weak hold, but he tried nonetheless. "Now y-you know how I felt when you were in a coma."

"Maybe," Yami murmured into his neck as he nuzzled him. "But I'm so glad." He kissed along his throat, and underneath his chin.

Yugi giggled, even though he barely had the strength to laugh. He then hacked and coughed, moving his head away so he wouldn't get any germs on his boyfriend. "S-Sorry," He gasped before coughing again.

"You sound like your vocal cords were burned."

"T-Trust me, it feels just as painful as it sounds."

"I'll get you some water, okay?"

"T-Thank you." Thank goodness Yami came home from work early. He felt his body relax, feeling a lot more calm that one of his loved ones was here with him. He wasn't alone. Sometimes, he felt like he was even though he had people with him all the time. He frowned to himself. Why did Heba have to be so difficult? He never acted like this before. Now he couldn't trust him. What if he switched places with him again, and had sex with Atem and Yami without his knowledge? Or what if he tried to build an entirely different life with them, and just forgot all about him? He felt tears developing again. He hated this, he really did. He wished all of this would just stop, and gave him a break for at least one day. Now he was gonna have nightmares for sure.

Maybe Heba dating them was a terrible idea. He shouldn't have given him that much freedom. He hated to sound like a warden holding a prisoner, but sadly, that's how he had to treat the situation. The sound of footsteps coming closer towards the room broke him out of his thought process. He glanced up at the doorway to see Yami opening and closing the door behind him, with a glass of water in his hand. He didn't even take off his suit. Usually that was the first thing he did when he got int he house, take off his work clothes. Yami walked over to the bed and leaned down to give Yugi the glass.

Yugi tried to grab it, but his disorder prevented him from holding it with a good grip. Noticing this, Yami stopped him by placing his hand on his arm. "Hold on," He said as he used that hand to caress Yugi's face, and hold up his chin. He gently placed the glass on the tip of his lips. He then began to push the glass forward, allowing the contents of the container to slip into his mouth. The water poured down inside of his mouth, and Yugi hummed in bliss. It was cold, and it tasted refreshing. His body cooled off, and he felt even more relaxed. Before he knew it, he downed the glass in seconds. As Yami took the glass from his mouth, a few droplets of water fell down his chin.

Yami then stuck out his tongue and licked the drops of water off of his skin. He licked upwards, reaching his lips. Yugi blushed considerably, shuddering at the feeling. The younger then gave him a quick kiss before licking his own mouth. "Y-Yami-kun.." Yugi whimpered.

"You had some on your mouth. Had to get it off." He pressed another kiss on the side of his face, getting up from the bed and placing the now empty glass on the nightstand. Still standing in front of Yugi, he started to take off his clothes. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked as he pulled his suit off of his body and folded it in his hands.

The elder smiled while wiping his mouth bashfully with the back of his hand. "I am now that you're here. But I do have a b-bad headache." He pushed himself backwards and laid down against the bed, with his head resting on the pillow. He hugged the pillow close, laying on the side of his face. After putting the folded suit in the closet, Yami pulled off his dress shirt and began undoing his belt. "I'm sorry for putting my work o-on you, Yami-kun."

"Don't worry about it, I chose to do it. Besides," He folded the dress shirt and placed both the blouse and the belt in the closet. "I haven't been getting that many clients. It's fine." Now half naked, he was in the process of pulling down his pants. Once he took them off, he hung them up accordingly and kicked off his socks. His shoes were already taken off once he walked in the house. He pulled off his boxers, tossed them in the hamper. He was now completely naked, walking around the room without any clothes on. "I'm taking a shower, wanna join me?"

"N-Nmm," Yugi realized it was probably best to get washed after laying in a bed for four days straight. He probably didn't smell nice. "Yes please." He started to push himself upwards, but he was having difficulty again. Yami walked over and pulled Yugi out of the bed. He picked him up in his arms and carried him to the bathroom that was right next door. "Y-You didn't have to-"

"You're weaker than usual. So yes, I did." He grabbed the knob to the door and twisted it open while holding Yugi with one hand. He stepped inside and went to the toilet seat to place Yugi down. "That being said, I'll wash you myself. Instead of taking a shower, we'll take a bath." He grabbed at his boxers, making the elder yelp in surprise. "That alright?" He asked, his eyes changing to red for some reason. Yugi narrowed his own and blinked.

"A-Are you angry? Why are your eyes red?"

The other could tell Yami didn't like the fact that he noticed this. "Hn, I'm a little irritated, yes." He pulled off his boxers and dropped them on the tile floor. "It's not because of you."

"I-I didn't do anything wrong? But then, why are you upset?" He cleared his throat, feeling that the water from earlier helped his vocal cords. "Did something happen at work?"

"No, Atem and I got in an argument just before I got in the house. It was about taking care of you." His eyes switched back to purple, and he moved to the tub to turn the large faucets. "Pay it no mind, I'm trying to keep my temper under control. Do you have to pee?"

Yugi shook his head. "No. I c-called him, he said he'd be coming home soon."

"Good, so you read the note." He grabbed a bottle of bubble bath to pour inside as the water filled up.

"Yeah. I-I'm sorry for scaring you like that. Heba was, being difficult."

"We figured as much, we just don't get why." He turned to Yugi and placed the bottle down. "We had a great time, why is he hurting you like this?" In his own mind, Yami knew this was in a way, self inflicted. He knew that black outs were a symptom for victims of DID, but this was a bit extreme. The stress, along with his own psychological insanity was probably giving him a horrible headache. He wasn't awake to eat, so his stomach was probably about to cave in on itself. Even when Yugi sleepwalked to get himself something to eat, it was very small portions. Like a single strawberry or bag of chips. Thankfully Yugi wasn't a stranger to being starved for days at a time, so he would live, but not without any pain. If he remember correctly, internal injury or trauma could still effect Yugi's body drastically. He hoped Atem would get here soon to fix him a meal, Yami couldn't cook to save his life. The most he could do now is hear him out, and take care of him as best as he could.

"Well, we kind of had an argument too. H-He thought that me getting you guys to date was all just some elaborate plan to change his personality, so I could 'mend' him into a better person. He thought that I was tricking him, b-but I wasn't!" He said defensively. "Not at all!" He flinched when he saw Yami's eyes become yellow. They flashed red three times.

"..You're lying, Yugi. That was your plan all along."

"..." Yugi said nothing in return, and looked away with a solemn expression.

"Look," He said as he walked over and picked him up from the toilet and carried him to the tub. He placed him on the edge, as there wasn't enough bathwater yet to be put inside. Yami knelt down in front of him, crossing his arms and resting his elbows on Yugi's knees. "Frankly, I don't appreciate that you used us to change him. However, I do understand why you tried. You're sick of him, aren't you?"

Yugi still wouldn't say anything. He looked as if he wanted to, but something was holding him back from speaking.

"You were afraid of us knowing who he was, since he was a psychotic serial killer. A darker side of you. He made you hate yourself, and his existence made you think that you were nothing but a limping mental case." Yami took his arms off of his knees, and gently rubbed his hands on them instead to provide some comfort. "Heba was your only friend, but now that you have us, you're ashamed of him and that other one you got inside of you."

"...?"

"Yes, we know about that one too, Yugi. He's the monster Heba told us about." Yami gave him a heavy stare. "While I also don't appreciate that you kept that information from us, I can understand why. You're scared that they'll ruin what we have. So you wanted him to like us, and for us to like him, so things between the three-err...Five, of us, would be fine." He turned to the side and reached to turn the faucets off. "Yugi," He turned back to his boyfriend. "You had nothing but good intentions, but you were still very secretive. What did I tell you about being honest?" He rubbed his hand on his side.

"...I'm sorry.." He whispered. He closed his eyes and covered both of his eyes with his hands. "I-I-I'm so sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." He sobbed. "I don't mean to be so weak, and such a crybaby...But, I hate them.." He sniffled. "I love Heba, but I hate that other thing i-inside of me. And Heba..He ends up ruining everything for me...He almost ruined my relationship with Joey so many times, h-he made me isolate myself so no one would have to deal with us..Ever since I fell in love with you, he's been tormenting me with these stupid nightmares..!" He pulled some of his hair, cursing and raising his voice in emotional turmoil. "I want them to stop, I want them to leave me alone!" He started to smash the side of his fist into his own skull, damning himself under his breath heinously. "Stupid..." He hit himself over and over. "Ugly, weird, freak...!" Ms. Kisara told them that self harm was also a symptom.

Yami snatched Yugi's fists away and held them tightly in his own. With bright red angry eyes, he got up and glared at him. With a frightful expression, Yugi winced. "Get in the tub." He commanded.

"Y-Yami-"

"Now, I said."

With old tears still falling from his face, Yugi looked away and carefully did as he was told. Yami released him from his grasp, and watched him carefully climb in. He could tell from how wobbly he was that his legs had to have been numb, or in pain. Once Yugi was fully in, he got in as well and sat in the tub. He got behind Yugi, and wrapped his arms around him while leaning his head against his shoulder. "...I'm sorry, Yami." He murmured.

"Don't hurt yourself like that again. You understand me?" His hands traveled to his face, gently wiping his tears away with his thumbs. "You are not ugly," They then rubbed down his arms and his body. "You're beautiful." He whispered in his ear. "You're an amazing scientist and hacker, and you're kindhearted. And like we've all said before, none of us are normal, Yugi." He rubbed his hands lower, until they reached a certain place from below. Yugi moaned in response. Yami kissed his back and his shoulders. "I don't care if you're not normal. That's the reason why I fell in love with the both of you. Well, partly." He kissed down his neck. "Because I can't fully comprehend you. I can never predict you. I love that about you, so much."

Even as Yami caressed and touched him, his words were making him cry all over again.

"I love you, Yugi. I don't mind loving Heba too, or that thing you hate so much, but you were here first." He groped him from below, earning him a sharp gasp. "And I love you no matter what."

He wiped his eyes for the third time now, cracking a small smile as he sniffed.

"I love y-you too, Yami-kun."

A loud bang was heard on the bathroom door.

"HEY!" That baritone and aggressive tone could only belong to one person, and that was Atem. "You fuckin' in there?"

Yugi giggled while Yami sighed with a roll of his eyes. The D75 newbie turned to the direction of the door, where he could see Atem's shadow from behind. "No, is that okay sir?"

"Of course you'd come home early, pretty boy." Atem opened the door a little to lean inside. He looked rather annoyed, but he always did, so that wasn't surprising. The black jacket and khaki pants he was wearing was slightly moist. It must have been raining outside. "Don't get fucking pissy with me, I'll come over there and waterboard you."

Yami sucked his teeth. "Go ahead, see if you can catch me first."

"Keep talking fucker, I still got dibs on you after what you said to me earlier. You've got some serious balls, kid."

"We're the same damn age, Cereza."

"Oooh?" Atem tilted his head with a fake gasp. "Now it's 'Cereza'? Cerecita?" Atem rolled his 'r' sarcastically while speaking his own name. "You're so absolutely appalled by me, that you dare to call me by my last name? Oh my gosh, I must have angered the great Yami Sennen horribly so! Please excuse me for offending you, sire." He walked inside and got down on his knees to bow.

His sarcasm was pissing him off, and his red eyes swirled into black vortexes. "Atem, you're really-"

"Really what?" Atem instantly stood up and stomped over to the tub. "Really what!?" He shouted. Yugi took this time to just scoot back in the tub as far as possible until he reached the end, and watched the argument unfold silently with half of a grin. "Pissing you off? Well ex-fucking-cuse me princess, but it just so happens that I don't give a shit!"

Yami just turned his head away dismissively. "Can you get out of my face please? You could use a breath mint."

"Oh I'm not in your face," Atem reached out his hand and seized the back of Yami's hair. He yanked him upwards, forcing him to stand up out of the tub and get pulled closer. "Now I'm in your fucking face. Got anything else snarky to say?"

Unphased by this surprisingly, Yami just allowed this and refused to look Atem's way. "I don't think Yugi appreciates this right now."

With a blink, Atem's anger disappeared at the mention of Yugi's name. The Egyptian looked over at the far end of the tub, seeing his other boyfriend. Yugi meekly waved his hand at him while smiling nervously. Then, Atem did something neither of them anticipated.

He made the most pure, most angelic smile they had ever witnessed him make.

His very presence screamed compassion and love. It was if a spotlight of heaven was shining down upon him. The eldest of the three blushed and covered his cheeks, not expecting Atem to ever make such an expression like that. "Ah, I almost forgot you were finally awake." With the tone of a caring father, rather, a caring mother, he lowered his temper. "You're probably starving, you poor thing. Not like this leech could cook anything to help that," He pulled at Yami's hair even more as a gesture, all while keeping that gorgeous smile of his. "But don't worry, I'll take care of you puff cheeks. Just give me a minute, okay?"

"U-Um," Yugi honestly wasn't sure how to react. "Y-Y.." He found himself stuttering more than usual. "Y-Yes?"

"Good boy." Atem then shoved Yami away into the bathtub, water splashing everywhere as he fell with a grunt. "I'll make you some burgers, that alright?" He went over to Yugi's side of the tub, and leaned down to place a kiss on his forehead. Yugi's face became red entirely, and watched in shock as Atem just up and walked away right after. Leaving the bathroom just seconds later. "Come down for dinner in half an hour, puff cheeks. I'll have it ready for you then." His voice echoed away as he walked into the bedroom and out into the hall of the upstairs.

Wow, that was very interesting.

Yugi then looked down at his other boyfriend, who was currently trying to fix his now damp hair. He looked even more pissed than he was before. That's when a thought occurred to the hacker. "Yami-kun, what did y-you say to Atemu earlier?"

"..." Yami sighed. "Something, really rude. Kinda why I let him toss me around like that, I deserved it." He admitted. "I uh, in heat of the moment, said that all he was good for was cooking and cock sucking."

Yugi frowned instantly with a pout. "That was really mean, Yami-kun. You know he takes insults like that seriously. Especially if it's coming from you. D-Didn't you learn from the first time?"

"I know, I know, I couldn't control what I was saying again. It just came out. He said he wouldn't speak to me unless it was to yell death threats, then hung up." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Like I said, I deserve this. I'll make it up to him soon," He scowled. "As soon as he stops being a fucking prick."

"Well you know how he is, it m-might not be for a while."

"I know, I know..." Yami repeated with a groan.

Yugi giggled. "You t-two made me smile. Thank you."

"Huh?" Hearing that, everything Yami was previously thinking about was thrown out the window.

He made him happy again? That almost made him smile himself. At least he did one thing right today.

"...I'm glad."

After a while, Yami began to wash Yugi's body, telling him all about his argument with Atem. The entire conversation made Yugi laugh even more, forgetting all about his disorder or his mental problems. He didn't think about Heba, he didn't think about that other thing, he just let himself laugh and smile.

In that moment, he let himself be happy.

END - 16!

Hey hey. Did that get your noses all red and bloody? Ahaha.

There are some very interesting ideas in the works of this story. Ideas that may address any lingering questions you might have about the characters, or foreshadowing theories. There was one particular reviewer who asked an incredibly valid question: "I have a serious question, why did Atem essentially 'retire' from D.75? I know we'll be getting a sequel to 95. l, if this isn't already it, (it's not) but I'm seriously curious about why he left. We got more Yami and Yugi details, which makes me thrilled beyond belief, but what about Atem?" An excellent, and extremely noteworthy question.

You see, back in the first story when my writing was a lot more amateur (more than it already is), I wrote in chapter 31 - "Aftermath": "He made an oath to himself, that he would change. That he would be happy, and appreciate everything that was given to him. That he'd smile more. That he was allowed to be happy, and stay that way.

And that's why he...

...That's why he would resign from being a child of-" End quote. That sentence in the chapter was never finished, because I was sure everyone could pretty much assume what Atem was thinking about at this time during his moment with Mana. Atem finally understood what happiness and love felt, and he wanted to keep that feeling going. He wanted to stay happy, and that joy made him feel at peace. He wanted to live in peace, and the only way to do that would be to resign from D75. Since Ishizu is the Boss, she went to the higher ups and enforced her demands to get rid of the 'if you leave/resign/retire, we kill you' policy.

However, I didn't really write or talk about how the process to do this went. Let's not forget, D75 may be a bit nicer now since Ishizu became Boss, but it's still strict and cut-throat. People who worked for D75 lived and got killed while in duty, or shriveled up with old age and died while in duty. You don't 'retire'. That's why Gozaburo and Dartz were still there, because once you got in, you didn't get out. (Remember this.) You lived and died in D75, because before, your life belonged to them. But now that Ishizu is in control, the process to leave was possible. Considering it's a top secret facility, it's a long and grueling process, but it is possible without life threatening consequences. (Unless you tell the public about D75, of course.)

Hooooowever, if you've noticed, it didn't take long for Atem to resign. If anything, with the way I wrote this story, it was just abrupt. Sudden, and out of no where that he was just suddenly a free man. In fact...Don't you think a lot of decisions that were made in the first 95.I story seemed...sudden? Didn't some things seem a little off to you?

Anyway, I know I've been writing a bunch of Yugi and Yami focused chapters, but never Atem. Well, before Yami stole the spotlight, Atem was the star in the first story, so that's why I'm putting the attention to other characters. Not only that but, certain things regarding Atem are...

...Ah, this Author's note is too long. I'll just have to tell ya'll another time.

See you with another chapter soon!