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A/N: I really am thrilled you all are really excited about the story as you have commented your thoughts, feelings and predictions. It really does inspire me as I post new chapters. Anyway just to remind you all, this is a rated M story. This will be the only warning I'll be giving thus far so just be aware of that and enjoy the chapter.

"I'm sorry Miss Gutierrez I know the show is so close but I'm really not feeling well at all today." Tea explained tiredly to her dance teacher who seemed greatly concerned.

"Is everything alright? Anything I can do to help?" she asked anxiously.

"No, no I think I just have a head cold, I should be fine by tomorrow. Worst case is the day after tomorrow but nothing longer than that." She replied with a small smile.

Her dance teacher really was someone she admired for the sheer loyalty and commitment she held for her students.

"Alright dear but if you need anything please don't hesitate to call me. Feel better alright."

"I will, thank you Miss Gutierrez."

"Of course."

The line ended and Tea silently put her phone on the mahogany coffee table in front of her. She put her head in her lap just trying to get her thoughts together.

Although her head did venomously ache, she couldn't stop thinking about Atem and the kiss they shared. Even after the exhaustive night she endured and the anger that bore thru her just thinking about his actions from yesterday, the kiss was her one silver lining. She could still feel his soft skin massaging hers and she couldn't help but touch where he had touched her. Her hand went down and rubbed her hips. She moved up to the curves in her side and allowed her hands to slowly make their way up and down. She closed her eyes almost feeling the sensations he brought her. She moved along to her stomach and slowly started caressing her breasts. She sucked in a large breath feeling the ambiances she felt to vividly yesterday. It wasn't the same but it certainly brought about a taste of what he could do to her.

Her hand continued upward slowly and finally made it to her lips. She touched the soft plump skin slowly and sensually trying to feel him. Suddenly, the door to Mary's bedroom opened and Tea snapped out of her trance. She couldn't help the deep blush that made its way across her skin and quickly made her way back onto the couch and placed the blanket over her head. She heard Mary's footsteps make their way to her kitchen and she heard many cabinets open and close. The smell of coffee began to worm its way around the apartment and eventually Mary's footsteps moved back to her room. The door closed and Tea was able to release her head from her sanctuary. What the fuck am I doing?

The museum was especially busy today as three separate schools had planned a visit to tour the ancient Egyptian exhibit. Young boys and girls fluttered around the halls accompanied by exasperated looking adults who looked as though they needed a nap more than the little ones. Atem stood by watching the mayhem go down with a stoic expression. His mind wasn't on the ancients today but on her. Tea never left him as he sat down and continued his translations of the ancient texts of Seto's tomb. He could barely get a sentence in as he continuously made little mistakes with exact words. Eventually he had given up and decided to watch the tour guides give their renditions of the different artifacts on display.

The tours did bore him as he already knew much of what they spoke and would many times silently correct them. Today was no different as he stood watching. He leaned against one of the pillars in the vast room filled to the brim with pictures of hieroglyphics and ancient tools scavenged by daring archeologists. The next room held giant stone slabs of pillars found from tombs of various pharaohs or ancient villages. Beyond that was the room that excited most guests, it held the sarcophagus of Pharaoh Seto. The room almost seemed like another shrine built by the modern folk for the old Pharaoh and only made Atem roll his eyes at the extravagance. It held some replicas of the many items littered in his actual tomb and pictures of the hieroglyphic writings on the walls that Atem was in the process of translating. He had till the end of the month to finish and he was about half way done. Normally he would be working much faster, but his mind had been riddled with many questions and concerns as of late.

All he knew was that he wished to see Tea again and soon. He had been dodging Kiya's calls since he got back to his apartment last night. He couldn't stand to talk to her after what had happened. She had sent him many concerned texts which he had yet to reply to. Quite frankly he was getting kind of irritated with her constant need to talk to him. He could understand she missed him, but how could you miss someone you speak to everyday.

These thoughts only led to more guilt over coming him as he knew he never thought these thoughts prior to his kiss with Tea. She was changing more than just his feelings.

With a sigh he turned around from the sanctuary of his pillar and made his way back to his small office that the museum had so graciously given him. It wasn't anything extravagant but it was nicer than most. He walked into the small room which held a large bookshelf toward one end, while his desk and computer sat on the other. Thankfully, his office held a great window and he could look out to the New York traffic when he felt suffocated. Although he kept his workplace mostly bare, he loved how he felt in it. It allowed him to concentrate at his best and permitted him to think ever so clearly. It was another sanctuary in the big city.

He sat in his chair and put his chin on top of his hand while looking outside. Everything seemed so calm from his office. The world seemed so in order. It was a significant difference from what he felt inside, which invited confusion, heartbreak and chaos.

He decided zoning his mind off with work might be the best thing to do as he pulled his pen and book out. His computer hummed with power as he went to the files set on his desktop that held the pictures of the writings. With a click of his pen, Atem allowed himself to be immersed in the writings of his ancient past.

Three hours had passed by fairly quickly as Atem checked the clock. 5:30.

He decided it was time to go home. With a simple swipe of his mouse his computer was off and he took his coat from the coat closet by his desk.

"Seems one of us gets to leave today." A deep voice claimed from the door.

Atem looked up to see it was Doctor Oliver, a professor and curator to NYU and the Museum Atem was working with. He was also Atem's advisor.

"Hello Doctor Oliver." Atem grinned at the professor who smiled just as warmly his way.

"How much have you gotten done?" he asked peering over Atem's now clean desk.

"Absolutely nothing."

"That's my boy." They both grinned with mischievous gleams in their eyes.

"I've just finished a little more than half way, I should be done by next week if everything continues to go well." He stated again.

"Ahh very good, you've been doing so well so far it's as though I'm useless to you." The doctor laughed at his own joke and Atem sent him another mischievous look.

"Oh you're not so bad, you're good for coffee."

The doctor laughed at Atem's joke and patted him on the back.

"Might as well say I'm proud of you as your advisor but as your friend may I ask how you're doing and adjusting to the city? I know New York can take a while to get use to with all the hustle and bustle." He gave Atem a thoughtful look that instantly reminded him of Yugi's grandfather.

"I'm doing alright Doctor Oliver, New York has been treating me just as well as it treats everyone I suppose." He replied half humorously.

"Any trouble? Did you almost get hit by a taxi yet?" he chuckled a little while looking at Atem who couldn't help but smile at the old man's playfulness.

"You could say that." He said rather wryly while thinking of the taxi he had entrapped Tea in.

"Remember you can sue anyone in this country, so keep that in mind if any of those assholes decide to try something." He stated rather seriously.

"I'll keep that in mind." Atem smirked.

The doctor told Atem of some events occurring at the museum soon and to check with his supervisor about whether he will be attending before bidding him a farewell.

Atem was lucky he got such a good guy to be helping him out whenever he would need it. He knew some of the other professors and doctors were such grouches, giving into the ailments of their old age. But not Doctor Oliver. The man was a spirit to be reckoned with.

Walking outside to be greeted by the cold of the city never felt so good to the former pharaoh. It was so hot and stuffy in the museum at times.

He made his way down the many steps that littered the front entrance and started his way to the subway. Tea slowly creeped her way back into his mind and he was left with the strong longing he felt for her before. To kiss her again and never let her go. His mind and body ached for that to happen once more. He needed it to.

Once sitting in the subway he decided maybe he could visit her dorm, but decided perhaps it was too soon and too abrupt for him to do. All he needed was to see her. All he wanted to do was see her and yet even in a city as small as theirs he couldn't do so.

It seemed so vast to the outside world but so trivial to them.

Tea had lounged around Mary's apartment all day, eating, drinking and watching television. She was slightly drunk which lightened her mood quite a bit but left Mary with a love struck Tea. The dancer kept babbling about how pretty Mary and her apartment and paintings were. She also thought Atem was very beautiful and James was pretty to, but not pretty to her.

Mary watched in amusement at her silly friend and continued working on the opening of her first gallery show. She was both nervous and excited at the prospect people would either hate it or love it. Then again art was relative and each piece was different to each person that looked upon it. Still, she hoped to be good enough for the flamboyant critics of New York.

"Mary you look so pretty sitting there with you pretty yellow hair."

At this point Tea was a little more than tipsy, she was getting drunk and Mary couldn't help but feel for her friend who was currently using alcohol to distract herself from her own thoughts.

"Okay that's enough for you." Mary decided while grabbing the almost finished wine bottle from her mahogany coffee table.

Tea pouted only making Mary laugh. "You're cute sometimes."

Tea giggled and laid back on her couch. "I love you Mary so much. I love you, you, you."

"I love you to." She replied with another laugh.

"You say it so easily, that you love me. Why can't Atem say it like how you say it huh? Is it because he thinks I'm ugly? Should I try and look more like Kiya?"

Mary peered over at her friend, the smile wiped clean from her face.

"Never that Tea, you're beautiful just the way you are."

Tea smiled at her friends answer and looked away, her eyes reaching the ceiling. Mary sighed putting her laptop away.

"I'm going to get some groceries, I'll be back soon and you stay here okay. Call me if you need anything."

"More wine please." Tea grinned widely causing another laugh to escape from Mary.

"More wine it is."

She grabbed her purse and keys before heading out the door. Tea heard the lock click and instantly sat up. Atem was all over her foggy mind and she wanted him. She knew this was a bad idea, but at the moment she didn't care. She was intoxicated and she had urges that needed to be met.

She grabbed her phone and quickly went to his name. The call rang for a moment until he answered.

"Tea?" he asked rather surprised.

"Hi Atem." She paused with a smirk on his lips before continuing. "Are you free right now?"

Atem remained quiet, seeming to be thinking. He was shocked she called and even more shocked she was asking if he was free.

"Yes, I am. Why?"

"Where do you live?" she asked again.

"Do you want to come here?" he was at a loss for words for what was happening. "Are you drunk Tea?" He had to know. She couldn't just be calling him after what had happened between them on a clear mind.

"No." she defended rather quickly. She heard Atem sigh and she was starting to get annoyed at how long he was taking to answer her.

"If you don't want me to come to your house just say so." Her tone was icy once more and she was about to hang up.

"No, wait- it's not that its- never mind okay I'll text you the address."

Tea grinned and hung up. She heard a chime go off from her phone and she saw his address.

With wobbly legs, she managed to pick herself up and find her coat and shoes. She wore the same outfit from yesterday but didn't care. She thought she looked good in it anyway and she was sure Atem thought so too. she grabbed her bag and locked Mary's apartment before making her way downstairs. The door man watched Tea go a bit worriedly but decided she was fine in the end.

Tea walked out of Mary's building and walked toward the edge of the street with her arm out. Instantly a yellow car pulled beside her and she practically shoved her phone in the poor man's phone.

"Please sir, go to this address."

He nodded annoyed and they were on their way.

The drive was surprisingly short and it was then Tea realized he lived on the Upper West Side.

No wonder I ran into him on the train, she thought.

The driver pulled up to one of the nicer buildings in the area and Tea got out surprised. She made her way into the beautifully furnished lobby and walked straight towards the elevator.

"Excuse me Miss, who are you here to see?" the doorman suddenly asked her as she waited for the elevator doors.

"Oh my friend Atem." She replied with a giggle.

He looked at her apprehensively noting she was a bit drunk but Tea waved him off as the elevator doors came and she walked in. He didn't try and stop her, which she found nice as she made her way to the fifteenth floor. She thought about the view he must get to wake up to every morning.

Her ride came to a close as she walked out and started walking past many doors until reaching the letter J. Her stomach started to do somersaults as it began to dawn on her she would be visiting Atem's home for the first time since he came back. The nerves started to kick in but she tried to push them back with the alcohol still in her system.

She quietly knocked on the little brass knob and Atem soon answered.

He looked at her up and down and she couldn't help the blush creeping on her cheeks. Him and James were both so obvious.

"Please come in." he finally stated.

She nodded and made her way into his home. As his living room came into view, she couldn't help but gawk at his apartment. He had floor length windows adorning one wall, giving him a fantastic view of the Hudson River and part of the city across. His living room was lightly furnished with a couch and television set up along with a comfortable chair and some side tables. Along the west wall was his small gourmet kitchen and she could see his bedroom was loft style. There were glass stairs leading up to the massive space near his television set.

"Wow." She stated looking around and finally at the amazing view. The sun had already mostly set in the sky, leaving everything to look red and orange.

She looked back at Atem who stood awkwardly by the door just watching her.

"I didn't know this was your home here." She thought out loud.

"Um, yes." Was all he could say.

He was still astounded Tea was actually standing in his home, staring out at the same view he watched every day. He figured he would invite her over one day, when they were on better terms, not after a massive fight and kissing session.

And yet, instantly when she had knocked on his door, a part of him felt relieved, even excited she was here. He had wanted to see her all day and the fact that she had willingly came to him was a phenomenon in its self.

"Please have a seat." His senses came back to him as he watched her stand. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"Do you have some wine?" she giggled.

Atem stopped in his tracks for a moment. This was the first time he had heard her giggle and oh was it a beautiful sound to his ears. He could listen to it endlessly.

"Yes I do." He made his way toward the kitchen grabbing a bottle from a cabinet and his wine opener. He also grabbed two glasses and poured them each a glass. He made his way toward Tea's figure who had chosen to stand and watch the view instead.

"This is quite beautiful." She stated. "How do you stand to even leave your home?" her question was humorous but he could tell it was laced with some seriousness.

"I find more wondrous things to look at outside." He replied while taking a sip of his wine.

She looked at him and took a sip of her own wine.

They stood in silence watching the beautiful Hudson lap around in the now darkness. The city still glowed, but the water was as dark as ever.

Tea continued looking out while Atem averted his eyes and looked at her. How he could look at her forever. She was so beautiful standing under the moonlight escaping through his windows. Her skin glowed under the dress she wore. Instantly he recognized the dress upon her arrival and the question he wondered made its way back to his mouth.

"Did you not go home last night?" he finally asked.

He saw the blush return to her cheeks and he wanted nothing more than to touch those same cheeks that had be rouged.

"Um no, I stayed at a friend's house." She replied, still avoiding his gaze.

"You didn't go to school either." He affirmed knowingly.

"I wasn't feeling well." She stated her eyes never leaving the water.

She continued drinking her wine in big gulps until her glass was finished. Atem had barely made a dent in his.

Suddenly Tea shifted on her feet and made her way towards Atem's couch. She couldn't wait any longer, she needed him to touch her. She took her shoes off as she made herself comfortable and looked over at Atem who was watching her curiously.

"Aren't you coming?" she asked with a laugh.

He nodded placing his cup down and making his way toward her. He sat by her, leaving a little space between them.

"Are you scared I'll run away again Atem." She asked with another laugh.

Atem couldn't help the smirk that made its way to his lips.

"Are you drunk Tea?" he asked again, this time knowing she was.

She probably had more to drink at her friend's home, he thought.

"I am not drunk, if I were drunk how would I be able to make it all the way here from Mary's apartment." She stated in a huff. Atem couldn't help but laugh at her cute behavior.

"Right, of course."

He remained where he was until he heard movement from her end. Tea had move herself closer to Atem and her leg was now touching his. Atem couldn't help but notice just how high her dress had ridden from the movement. It was above her thigh now.

"Atem." She breathed at him. "Look at me."

He obliged and looked at her mesmerizing face. She looked at him behind thick eyelashes that fanned out. Her lips seemed so pink and puckered today and her cheeks were rosy from all the wine. Had she come here to drive him nuts? He wasn't sure he would be able to control himself with her looking at him like that.

"Yes Tea." He stated lowly. He could feel his heart beating loud.

"I- I want you." She said in almost a whisper. Her eyes lowered and Atem almost gasped. Had she really come all the way here because she wanted him to touch her? Could she possibly feel the connection he does?

He had yet to reply and he could feel the sofa shifting.

"Tea…" his voice was barely a murmur. "You are drunk, this is not a good idea."

"I don't care." She breathed. "I want you. Now."

Before Atem could say anything else, Tea swung her leg around and placed each knee on either side of his legs. She was now straddling him and Atem's heart beat only increased. He couldn't believe she couldn't hear how loud it was at this point.

His instincts told him to take the girl before him, but his better judgement knew it was wrong. And yet here she was, quite literally on top of him. He really wasn't sure how long he could keep restraining himself.

"Tea please, this could end disastrous." He exhaled again as her head began to lean down.

"Shut the fuck up and kiss me." She replied before crashing her lips on to his.

Atem couldn't restrain himself any longer. He growled into his throat and kissed Tea hard. He pushed her closer to him as her fingers once again looped around in his unruly hair. She let go of their kiss and placed her lips on the side of his neck. She laid kisses down his jaw and around his neck allowing moans to escape Atem.

"Fuck Tea." He rasped out.

She nibbled at the skin under his jaw and sucked until she let go satisfied with the results laid before her. Atem couldn't have her lips off him too long and instantly pulled her in for another embrace. He licked her bottom lip begging for access to which she willingly obliged. He explored her mouth once more and she moaned at the skill he possessed with his tongue.

As the kiss deepened Atem felt Tea's hip start to move back and forth as she started to grind upon him. He moaned at the contact her body made over him and felt the bulge produce from his pants. Tea could feel it as well which only increased her rhythm causing her dress to ride further up her thighs. He grabbed her hips and helped her move along his length that protruded greatly from the sweats that he wore.

They broke apart once more breathing hard and Atem started to nibble on Tea's ear. She sighed happily. As he let go of her ear, Atem picked Tea up from her waist and placed her under him on the couch. She chirped at the sudden change in position which created a smirk to etch on Atem's face.

"You're so beautiful." He stated, the words moving effortlessly from his lips.

She blushed and he kissed her again. Her hands once more got entangled in his hair as he started to move his hands slowly across her waist. He moved up to her breasts that started to pool out a bit from the low neckline of her dress. He broke the kiss and let his eyes wander up and down her body. Her dress now rode high up her waist, the neckline now in a disarray from their frantic movements.

"Take it off." She finally stated. She could see the red in his eyes start to glow even brighter than before at her words.

Slowly he started to pull the dress away from her thighs and up over her head. She mentally high fived herself for wearing good underwear.

She watched his pupils dilate at the site of her body and she couldn't help but feel another wave of lust overcome her. Just the way he was looking at her made her want to melt in his arms.

"So beautiful…" he whispered again his hand grazing over her stomach and breasts. Tea let out a shudder at his touch.

He began to kiss her, starting from below her naval. He peppered her stomach with soft kisses allowing light moans to leave Tea's lips. The sound was music to Atem's ear.

"You're so good." Tea breathed at his touch.

"Mmm all for you." Was all he could say, all he meant. It really was all for her.

He finally reached Tea's breasts and he quickly brought his hands to her back to undo her bra hook. He gave her a look of approval to which she nodded.

In once swift move her bra was off and Atem tossed it to the side, his eyes mesmerized by the swells below. Slowly he lowered his head and began to kiss her left breast, his hand massaging the right one.

"Atem." Tea breathed, her eyes closing in pleasure. It was like a fire had overcome her, taking over her senses allowing waves of light to pass through. It felt so good everywhere he touched. He was her torch.

His lips moved to her nipple which he began to suck and lightly nibble. He could feel Tea writhe in pleasure at his touch which greatly turned him on.

His constant motion of licking and sucking continued until he let go for a moment to look at her scenic face once more before moving on to her right breast. He kissed and licked her until Tea was virtually screaming his name.

Atem lifted his head once more not wanting her to come just yet. He started to lift his own shirt and tossed it to the side, this time Tea gawking at his fine physique. She traced a hand along the muscles of his abdomen and moving toward his bicep. Her touch was icy cool on his hot skin. It felt so good.

Quickly he pushed her arms down and kissed her passionately once more before letting go.

"I'm going to try something now." He stated, his voice so deep and raspy it was delicious to hear. Tea nodded, excited to see what he would do.

Atem slowly placed a hand on Tea's stomach before slowly allowing it to travel lower. He reached the edge of Tea's underwear and began gently tugging at the strap before letting his hand go completely down. He could feel the pool she had already created from his previous actions.

"Shit, you're already so wet." He stated huskily.

Tea blushed at his words and he pressed two fingers against her allowing a sudden moan to escape her lips. He began to rub upon her slowly before increasing speed, never once breaking eye contact with her beautiful sapphire eyes. He wanted to get lost in them as they looked up at him with a glassy expression. So beautiful.

He continued his actions until he stopped and finally penetrated Tea with his two fingers. He heard Tea gasp suddenly.

"Tell me to stop if it hurts okay." He stated before slowly continuing.

At first it did hurt a bit, as there was a foreign body in Tea. But as his tempo increased so did the pleasure. Atem had hit a soft spot of hers that made Tea feel a sensation she had never felt before. How she remained a virgin for so long she didn't know as the sensations she was feeling were earth shattering. Her mind could barely comprehend what her body was feeling as she began to succumb into total bliss.

"Atem!" she stated loudly feeling herself unravel before his touch. His rhythm continued to increase and the heat coming from below her was causing her to twist and turn excessively. She wasn't sure she could stand it until she felt herself give in to a feeling like no other. Her body soon collapsed before Atem who had removed his finger.

She closed her eyes exhaustion waving over her. She felt her eyelids droop heavily and before long sleep overcame her.

Atem watched as Tea unraveled before him. The amount of pleasure she was causing him just from the wetness beneath her panties she would never understand.

He watched the glow emulate from her glistening skin as a deep sleep soon overcame her. He took his hand out and watched her fall asleep, her head moving to the right as her hair fell into her face. He slowly removed the excess hair, her face once again visible.

"I want you so bad." He whispered to her sleeping body. And he did, he wanted her but there was Kiya. How could he possibly tell her what had just happened between him and Tea. She had been jealous enough at the prospect of him meeting with Tea, much to his confusion at the time. He knew he should be feeling guilt right about now, but all he could feel was peace as he grabbed a pillow to rest under her head and a blanket to lay over her body.