Chapitre deux… (chapter two… I'm doing French homework right now so bear with me…)

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I have so much damn homework and I can't use the internet for 2 months so yeah… updates will be posted a.s.a.p.

Warnings: big lemon in this chapter. That's why this fic is rated M……

Disclaimer: I hate disclaimers because they make me feel bad. I don't own YuGiOh. See? I'm crying! ..computer dies because water got into it... uh, sorry mommy, I broke your laptop…

Well, here goes…

Ryou slowly walked home from school. He'd said goodbye to his friends and was walking home to Bakura, like he did every day. He was almost there when someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to see Joey.

"W-what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I want to talk to you," Joey said.

"About what?"

"About you. What's up? You've been acting strangely lately, and you never go anywhere with the rest of us anymore. Is something wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I just have a lot of homework."

"No more than the rest of us do. Tell me the truth Ryou."

"O-ok… I like Duke. But he's going out with Tristan so it kind of hurts to be around them."

"Oh, why didn't you want to tell me that?"

'I thought you'd laugh."

"Well, see you tomorrow," Joey said, turning and walking away.

Ryou felt bad for only telling Joey half of the truth. The real reason why Ryou didn't hang out with them a lot was Bakura. The tombrobber's beatings had progressed into sexual harassment. Ryou gave into it, it was much better than the beatings he'd received for fighting back. He hated himself for being so weak, hated his thoughts of suicide because they showed cowardliness. He cleared his mind of all thoughts as he opened the door to the apartment.

Joey's heart ached. He'd followed Ryou to ask hin what was wrong but the answer he'd received hadn't been what he'd expected.

"I like Duke," were the words that pained his heart. Joey had recently admitted to himself that, although he enjoyed screwing around with Malik, his true love was Ryou. With Mali the relationship was merely physical, no talking or confiding, just sex. With Ryou there could be so much more. Those three words hurt like an icicle piercing his heart. Ryou didn't love him, he loved that jerk Duke. Duke didn't deserve Ryou, he probably would never—could never—care about him the way Joey did. How could Ryou do this to him? Oh right—Joey'd never told him how he felt. Ryou probably thought that he was in love with Malik, that was certainly the impression he gave. Why didn't he just tell Ryou how he felt? Ryou, being the angel he was, would probably turn to him immediately and love him, just to make him happy. Why did love have to be so hard?

Yugi sat on the couch with Yami, doing his history homework. He was distracted and Yami noticed it.

"What's up koi?" he asked.

"I'm just thinking…"

"That's never good."

Yugi pushed Yami's shoulder.

"Haha… no really, I was thinking about Joey. He's going out with Malik, but he likes Ryou, and Kaiba likes him."

"Right…"

"And Malik likes Kaiba."

"And…"

"We need to get Kaiba to like Malik so Joey won't have to hurt him.

"Aibo—just let things work out the way they are destined to, don't meddle."

"Aww, meddling is fun."

"Cuddling is more fun." Yami said, nuzzling his nose into Yugi's neck. Yugi turned and ran his tongue along Yami's jaw.

"Or we could do more than cuddle…" Yugi said, seductively. He flipped so that he was straddling Yami and put his hand to the spirit's crotch, massaging the hardness inside. Yami moaned.

(A/N: will write lemons for food…voici ton limone)

Yugi took Yami's mouth into his. The spirit's tongue found it's way into Yugi's mouth. He broke away from the kiss to pull Yami's shirt off. He kissed Yami's exposed collar bone and continued downward. He traced the lines of Yami's muscles and swirled his tongue into the older boy's belly button. Yami pulled Yugi's shirt off over his head as Yugi undid Yami's pants with his teeth. Once the zipper was undone, Yugi pulled down the leather pants to free Yami's throbbing cock. Yugi trailed his lips around Yami's organ. Yami groaned.

"Dammit Yugi… just take me already."

Yugi ignored him, running his fingers down the inside of Yami's thigh. Yami's breath hitched in his throat. He arched his back with pleasure. Finally Yugi's mouth incased the pharaoh's cock. He swirled his experienced tongue around it, knowing how to make his yami cum.

"Gods Yugi… so…good…unh," Yami moaned, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Yugi continued sucking at the tender flesh causing Yami to buck his hips. Yugi's hands held them down as Yami screamed his climax into Yugi's waiting mouth. Yugi swallowed the sweet liquid and licked the leftover cum off of Yami's still hard cock. He then undid his own pants and grabbed a tube of lubricant. He applied it to his own hardened member and pulled Yami's legs over his shoulders. He gripped the pharaoh's hips and entered a lubricant covered finger into him. Yami hissed in a mix of pain and pleasure. Yugi inserted a second finger and then a third. Finally he removed them and inserted his cock into Yami. He pulled back and thrust in again and again creating a rhythm. He placed his hand on Yami's once again throbbing dick. He pumped it in sync with his thrusting. They both came at the same time, Yugi deep inside Yami and Yami into Yugi's cupped hand. Yugi once again lapped up the liquid, a look of bliss on his face. Yami pulled him down on top of him and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy.

"Now we can cuddle," Yami said.

Yugi grinned sleepily as his eyelids drooped shut. Yami rested his head on Yugi's shoulder and closed his eyes, breathing in the scent of Yugi's shampoo. The only word to describe this was heaven.

A/N: wow that was a looong lemon. Review!