(Play opening theme song: 'Vampires Will Never Hurt You' by My Chemical Romance)

Yuugi grinned.

He had Yami-Chan RIGHT where he wanted him.

…

Okay, that was a lie. He wanted Yami underneath him, naked, chained to a bed and many other naughty things that cannot be posted due to the NC-17 ban on I digress.

The small vampire flicked his soft hot tongue over Yami's' defenseless ear. The sheer contact made the taller moan hesitantly, bending over a little as his stomach muscles clenched. Yuugi sighed, running the wet organ around the shell.

"Ahhh-haaaa…." The musician groaned hoarsely, squirming.

"You're so TENSE…" He breathed, running his fingers over the white shirt. Yuugi grinned at the subtle muscle beneath the material. Stretching the collar a little and trailing them down, the small vampire whispered. "Relax." A pale finger toyed with a nipple from under the shirt. Yami wriggled again, moving towards and away from the digit.

"I gotta…I gotta…I gotta…" The musician panted, delirious from lust. Freezing up as the smaller boy squeezed the stub; he gave a small quiet gasp and bolted up the stairs.
"I GOTTA DO MY TAXES!" Yuugi grinned from behind the couch, watching his object of sexual appeal run into his bedroom and shut the door.

He got him.

---

Yami slammed the door shut, locking it behind him. Panting, he leaned against the door and tried to regain his composure.

Too hot…it was too hot. Oh God, he'd been BURNING down there…

'It was too good.'

He thought with a small moan.

'Too, too, TOO good. If it happens again, I don't know what I'll do.'

"Yes, I do; I'll snap, throw myself at his feet and beg him to take me." He replied to himself, groaning into his hand.

Yami blinked. Now fully aware of his surroundings, he finally noticed something HARD between him.

Yami grumbled and made his way to the bathroom.

'Damn you Yuugi.'

…

Was that incense burning?

---

Yuugi whistled happily, skipping out of the bathroom and flopping onto the bed.

Those candles should do the trick tonight. After all, Yuugi's room was RIGHT next to that of his precious Yami-Chan.

'My Yami-Chan.'

He thought deviously, closing his eyes.

'I wish you a sweet sexy dream.'

..::Next Day ::..

"Dude, you look like a wreck." Hiroto scoffed at the look on Yami's face as class let out. The musician groaned, picking up his suitcase.

"I FEEL like a wreck." He moaned. Yami stood and blinked at Hiroto who signaled for them to leave the classroom.

'No, you feel HORNY. Extremely HORNY. You've been thinking about that wet dream ALL. DAY.'

"I hate my brain." He grumbled. As he pushed open the door, the student's mind drifted again.

Dream

Yami gasped and shook at the elation he was feeling. Yuugi's tongue had quite the talent.

"More." He gasped, slowly moaning afterwards.
"Tell me what the magic words are." The vamp murmured, taking a finger and wrapping it around his length.

"Please. GOD, please. I'll do anything." Yami begged. Yuugi smiled like an angel, showing sympathy. Yami's brain fuzzed over at that smile.

"Since you asked so NICELY…" With great skill, the boy swooped down and began to suck, leaving Yami to gasp and moan and beg for a harder suck to which Yuugi provided every time. His vision blurred, his mind melted by that angelic smile, his entire body twitching with euphoria.

He peaked, he screamed, the other moaned as he let go and let himself spill.

End Dream

What had CAUSED that?

"YYYAAAMMMIII!!!" A voice suddenly called. Yami froze.

"Oh no…" The actor and the musician turned around and laid eye on the artist running towards them.

'I don't know if I can deal with Jou right now.'

Jou quickly made his way to the two, glomping Yami in the process.

"YAMI!" Yami sighed.

"Hey Jou." The blonde grinned.

"Sooo, how'd your DATE go?" Jou prodded. He smirked. "And fill in all the dirty details."

"Hold on here, why am I in the dark all of a sudden?" Hiroto asked, placing himself next to Jou. "Yami, Mr. Hermit, went on a DATE?"

"With a BOY. The night before last." Jou grinned. The actor grunted.
"Damnit! Thanks Yami; now I owe this fag money."

"Yep! 6,000 yen to be precise!"

"Damnit, man, that's our GROCERIES!"

"Deal with it." The musician blinked.
"Wait…you two took BETS on my sexuality?" Hiroto shrugged.
"Pretty much. So did the entire school. You didn't take a romantic interest in anyone. So we pretty much all made bets with each other."
"Oh! I JUST remembered, Anzu owes me and Shizuka money too!" Jou gleefully squealed. Hiroto grunted.
"Damnit. I owe Shizuka too! I forgot!" Yami gaped.
"Your sister bet too?! You mean sweet little high-school-attending-I'm-as-innocent-as-rainbows-and-sunshine-and-as-cute-as-dancing-bunnies sister Shizuka Jounochi TOOK A BET?!"

"Oh, speakin' of Anzu," Jou interrupted, avoiding the subject. Yami twitched.

"People keep INTERRUPTING me…"

"Whatever. Anyway, Anzu's dancing down at the Cat Scratch Club tonight. You goin'?" Yami sighed.

"No. I have a huge assignment due tomorrow for that dumb theater class I have to take. And I need to add the final touches."

"'Eh, suit yourself. Now, about that bet…"
"WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME ABOUT THIS?!"
"It's more fun."

..::Meanwhile::..

Seto washed off the television screen, disgusted.
"COULDN'T YOU TWO WATCH THE PORNO IN BAKURA'S ROOM?!"

"THE LIVING ROOM TV IS BIGGER!" Bakura protested from the bedroom, a moan following. Whether it was Ryou or his lover, the CEO couldn't tell. He grimaced again while wiping more cum off of the screen.

'Damn those two…'

He sighed gratefully as the last bit was wiped off.

"Finally." Standing from his kneeling position, Seto made his way into the kitchen and threw out the multiple wipes. "THAT WAS JUST GROSS!" He shouted, returning the window cleaner to the closet next to the albino's room. The CEO was answered with a cackle and a giggle. He scowled as he marched up the stairs. "Disgusting." Passing Yami's room, he took a sniff at the air, noticing a strangely familiar…

So THAT was his plan yesterday.

Ignoring the stirring in his pants, Seto walked past the musicians' bedroom and walked into the one next to it. Inside, lying on the red silk bed, was not-so-little-anymore-but-still-very-little Yuugi Mutou dressed in his usual tight, tight pants and sexily loose shirt, looking like he just won the lotto twice and reading through a stack of printing papers.

He blinked as Seto cleared his throat, looked up and smiled 'innocently'.

"Can I help you?"

The taller vampire looked around, eyeing the lit wicks on the sticks of wax.

"Nice candles. They new?" Yuugi snickered.
"You COULD say that."

"From Indonesia, I believe?"

"Saudi Arabia, actually. Bought them from some merchants out of that Magical Equipment catalogue we got from those witches we ate. Got a discount for having a…sharp eye."
"You mean sharp TOOTH?" Yuugi shrugged carelessly.
"Same thing. Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth."
"You're not making any sense."
"Should I?" Seto's eyes narrowed.

"So THIS is what you were up to yesterday. You were away buying these candles. It would take no time at all since you could just set up a meeting from the website."

"I tell ya, those guys are EVERYWHERE nowadays. It was too easy to do." Yuugi sighed, shaking his head happily. Seto blinked, slightly suspicious of his leader's motives. He stalked over to the trash can and started digging through some wrappers.
"That's some scent they have. What kind of candles are they anyway?" Yuugi blinked and pulled out some plastic with a tag on it from his nightstand.

"See for yourself." Seto blinked at the candle wrapper. "Hid it in case Yami was looking for something." The tiny vamp explained.

"Like what?" Yuugi grinned, holding out the stack of papers he was reading.

It was an assignment for a class, it looked like. And at the bottom was written:

'By Yami Atemu'

"Something like this."

..::Evening Comes…::..

"YAMIII! WE'RE LEAVING!"

"Jou, I'm RIGHT next to you." Yami's eyes narrowed. Jou smiled.

"I know. I just like to yell REAL LOUD!' The musician rubbed his ears.
"I can tell."

"You SURE you can't come?" The artist prodded. "Anzu's been working really hard for almost a month. That's why we haven't been able to hang out as much with her." Yami blinked.

"Is everything okay? She doesn't-"
"Shut herself in like a hermit (Said very pointedly at Yami) unless something's wrong, I know. Her aunt died last month. An EXACT month in a few days." A shot of guilt surged through the musicians' heart.
"I'm…I'm sorry." Jou scoffed.

"Don't say it to me. Say it to her tomorrow. You two have Vocal 101 together, don't you?"

"Yeah."

"Are we going or what?" A cool voice said from the door. A brunet colored head was sticking out and calm blue eyes were waiting in question. Jou flushed and a little drool peaked out from the corner of his mouth; Yami blinked at his faggy friend and his weakness for a hot guy.

….He just mentally called Seto hot.

…Ew.

"S-Sure, we're going anytime." Seto nodded and pushed the door all the way open, showing off his thin yet sturdy body in dark blue jeans and a tight black shirt.

Jou was going to get the floor wet if he kept this up.

Seto jerked his head to the people behind him.

"You heard him. We're going."

And out came Bakura and Ryou. Bakura was smirking and he strut across the room towards the door in skin tight leather, similar to Yuugi's normal leathery outfit (And the whore costume Jou had Yami wear on his date) only his was a dark blue. Ryou was linked to his arm, his hair tied up into a slightly spiky messy ponytail. He was wearing a baby blue denim jacket with a pink spaghetti strap top underneath. His baby blue denim skirt has hot pink frills on the end and his stilettos clacked against the floor. Ryou waved a little with his pink purse in one hand.

"Hi! You're Yami's friend Jou, right?" Jou nodded.
"Yep. That's me. Nice to meet ya. Bakura and Ryou?" They nodded proudly.
"How nice of him to mention us."
"He wasn't talkin' nice." Jou snickered. Yami blinked at that. Ryou giggled, hitting the musicians' arm playfully.
"Oh come now, Yami."

'No thank you. You'd already done that on my cash register.'

"It was just the one time. It won't happen again."

'If it does, I'll take the chance of being Bakura's meal and wring your necks.'

--HONK, HONK--

"There's our ride. Honda's drivin'." Jou informed. Grabbing the CEO's arm, the artist practically dragged him out the door. "Sorry, but you'll have to sit in the backseat since there's not enough rook up front."
"That's fine." The look-alike lovers shrugged and walked out to.

"Bye Yami! Take care!" Ryou farewelled. Bakura snickered.
"Have FUN tonight!"

"Oh, Bakura!" The two left giggling/snickering as Yami raised an eyebrow confusedly.
'Oh, whatever.'

He thought, walking into the living room.

"You're staying home, Yami-Chan?"
"Yeah." The college student sight. He suddenly froze. Twisting his head around, he spotted Yuugi flipping through channels, biting his bottom lip in slight frustration.

It was a rather cute sight. Yami forced his hormones down and he miraculously kept himself from hugging the boy.

"Weren't you going?"
"No way!" Yuugi scoffed. "Alfred Hitchcock's 'Psycho' is on tonight. I'm not gunna miss that. It's a good movie."

Yami bit his lip.

Why was it hard to believe that?

Maybe it was that look in Yuugi's eyes that just screamed 'I-want-you' and Yami's ever-so-desperate urge to suddenly throw himself at the small boy and let him have his way?

Shut up, brain.
---

As Yami returned to his room, the vampire smirked.

'That's' right. Go into your room. Notice your projects missing and search the house.'

Yuugi thought to himself.

'I know this method is a little over-the-top for me but…you're just too damn cute, Yami-Chan!'

---

"It's not here." Yami said exasperated. He'd just searched the ENTIRE house, even the store and his PROJECT WASN'T THERE!

Wait…not the entire house.

Yuugi's room remained untouched.

Yami was tentative about going in there. After all, a little while after 'Psycho' ended (Yami was asked to sit through it and almost tore off his clothes on the spot ready to scream 'F&CK ME!') Yuugi's retreated into his room for some odd reason that he chose not to speak about.

But it was the only place…

Yami stepped out of the kitchen and stared at the stairs. A little shiver ran up his spine as he began up the steps.

The shiver grew. A little red light turned on in his head and some voice on a loudspeaker was screaming 'DANGER! DANGER!'

Yami made it up the stairs and went past his own room, coming face-to-face with Yuugi's door.

'Alert! Alert! Something's' up! Something's up!'

His brain told him.

Yami opened the door and stepped inside.

"Yuugi?"

'DANGER WILL ROBINSON! DANGER WILL ROBINSON!'

No one was there.

Yami swallowed hard, his mind screaming at him to get out. He took another step, looking around blindly for his project. Breathing, he noticed a familiar scent in the air.

'So it was the candles that I smelled last night.'

He thought to himself. He felt a low stirring in his nether regions but thought nothing of it.

'Probably just being in Yuugi's room.'

He thought.

Okay, Confession Time; Yuugi turned him on the second he met him.

Then again, everyone probably knew that.

Okayyyy…

Confession Time 2.0; He wanted to F&CK Yuugi since the day he saw him.

Also not to surprising?
Was he THAT easy to read?

Damn.

But now here's the question on the fangirls minds; why didn't he just rush into the vamps bedroom the first night he stayed there and asked to be taken every night of his life?

Because HE WAS ONLY TWENTY, DAMNIT! HE JUST…he wasn't READY for that sorta thing….

"Found you." He said to himself, spotting the papers on the nightstand. He walked over and grabbed them but not before a word on the plastic candle wrapper caught his eye;

Erotic

'What?'

Yami thought.

'CAUTION! CAUTION!'

He picked up the plastic, the little siren in his head stronger than ever and began to read the label.

' Aromatherapy Induction Candles;

'Nighttime Tango; Perfect for the special evening for two. A blend of sensual and erotic aromas meant to arouse the hunger within.'

Yami imminently blanched.

A small --click-- was heard from behind him.

"So you found it?" A familiar voice asked. Yami turned around, seeing a very seductive looking Yuugi leaning against the-now locked-door. He smiled, an action that brought forth the musicians' want. "Congrats."

"C-Can I leave now? I n-need to fi-finish it-"

"Do you HAVE to?" Yuugi pouted. "I just wanted to play a little…GAME with you…" Yami staggered back a little, banging himself onto the nightstand. His eyes darted to and fro. Could he make it out the window in the bathroom? No Yuugi was too fast. What about the one near the bed. Also, too risky…

Besides, the embarrassing thing was…

Yami wanted something to happen.

The little vampire took several large steps forward, coming VERRRY close to the tall, dark, handsome male. Yami's breath hitched.

"What is it?" Yuugi asked with a small smile. Yami couldn't tear his eyes away from the angelic looking demon in front of him.

A soft hand stroked his-Yami groaned silently-and pulled the candle wrapper out of his hand.

"And you found out about my candles." He smiled again. "I got them for you, you know. I hope you enjoyed them last night."

"I-IS that why-" Yuugi nodded.

"Did you enjoy it?"

Yami remained silent, his eyes locked on that glow of violet.

"Answer me. A simple nod will do if your embarrassed." he giggled a little. "I know you were thinking about me."

Yami flushed deeper, nodding tentatively. Something about the boy… he couldn't lie to that beatific face.

What was HAPPENING to him? Between the candles, and the smells in the air and Yuugi's oh-so-taunting closeness, he couldn't even THINK.

A pale hand forcefully gripped his arm. Yami found himself flung onto the soft silk bed within milliseconds, a tiny vampire following and crawling on top, flipping the 'on' switch to the crimson-eyed musicians' libido.

"You're so TENSE…" He hissed lustfully. The round pink thing in Yami's head turned to goo as the small boy on top, leaned over and sucked at his neck, no fangs, no blood, just suckled with a gentle caress of his lips and tongue.

Yami moaned in desire, his lips jerking on impulse.

"Tell me you want me. Right here. Right now." Yuugi whispered. "If you don't' want to do this yet, I'll let you go; being arrested for rape of your sexy little body-" His ran his hands up the taller boys sides while saying so, earning another moan. "-Isn't exactly on my list of priorities." Yami panted his mind out-of-commission. All he knew was how good this felt.

All he knew was that it felt good.

All he remembered was that there was a very sexy vampire on top of him that had been trying to bed him for about a month.

All he knew was that he wanted MORE.

"More." He croaked in desire, seeing the grin on Yuugi's face as the boy moved to the collarbone.

So long virgin musician.

Hello vampire sex slave.

Where was a porno soundtrack when you needed it?

---------------------------------

Digi12: Yeeeeeeeup.

Justin: Yeeeeeeeup.

Digi12: Not as good as the others buuut I like it.

Yami: --Underneath Yuugi-- You would.

Yuugi: So do I.

Yami: --Stare-- No comment.

Justin: Digiiii…..

Digi12: --Watery eyes-- I don't own MCR or YGO. If I did, Gerard would be here in my room right now and I'd be making out with him instead of writing this story. And if I DID own Yu-Gi-Oh, I would videorecord every pairing ever made and sell it without the black market or the police being involved. There! HAPPY!?

--Sob--

Justin: She'll get over it.