A/N: Written by Akiko Kuro Ookami and CapicornKitty1975. Edited by myself. I have permission to upload to FFN on behalf of the Authors.

Chapter 5

Yugi looked up, confused, but nodded. Getting up, he walked out, filled out the correct paperwork, got his property, and walked out. At the entrance, Yami heard Akefia say to Yugi, "If you lose my money by fucking up, I will kick your ass." Yugi gulped, but nodded. "Now, go home and call him." Akefia walked the other way.

Yami re-locked the cell, making sure the occupants remaining hadn't tried to escape. Once it's securely locked, he went back into the hallway. He gave a nod to Akefia, going on his way. He guessed he's back on the force now even though he doesn't like it. He wanted to be with Yugi.

Yugi had a text fight with Bakura on his way home with a lot of capital letters and the word fuck. But he felt better. No matter what, he had done the right thing. Going home, he flopped on his mattress. Noticing that one of Yami's bracelets was still there, he put it on. He felt silly, but he did.

Yami couldn't return back to Seth's. He didn't want to be tempted. Besides, his stuff is back at where Yugi lives. He decided to stay at the office for a while.

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"Master...I mean, Ryou, I am here to pick you up for the dinner you didn't know Seto had planned." Reginald stated into the phone.

"Oh, I-I didn't know h-he planned that," blushed Ryou, changing quickly into better clothes before stepping outside. "Ok, I'm good to go."

Reginald smiled and opened the door. Driving Ryou to Kaiba mansion, the door was open on a beautifully lit yard.

"Thanks," smiled Ryou, stepping out, gazing in awe at the gorgeous building, gathering his composure he followed Reginald into the mansion.

A butler opened the door. Bowing, he took Ryou's shoes and directed him to a lavish dining room.

Ryou stepped inside, glancing around. He's not used to such a luxurious place.

Seto walked in, a dark cobalt V-neck sweater on with gray slacks. "Hungry?" He asked.

"Yeah," admitted Ryou, looking up at Seto when hearing him.

Seto nodded, offering a seat to Ryou.

Ryou sat; his movements graceful. He wears a blue striped white sleeveless sweat-shirt along with a pair of dark blue slacks. His socks are striped too. He has the Ring around his neck like usual since he normally is seen wearing it. The marks on his arms could be seen due to his arms not being covered. He thought he could trust Seto since he knew his secret. Besides, he might as well see the damage if he's going to help him through this.

Seto sat next to Ryou. Frowning he looked at the marks. Touching one gently he looked up, blue eyes troubled. "Why would you hurt something so beautiful?"

Ryou blushed, averting his eyes from him, "W-Well, some are from the heroin injections and the rest are from me cutting. I used to have pretty severe depression. It comes and goes at times. My brothers think I'm so perfect they don't bother to check on me, but no one is."

Seto frowned. He reached over, rubbing Ryou's cheek. "You are close."

Ryou leaned into his touch, "I-I'd think that's more you than me, but I'll trust your judgement."

Seto gave a small smirk. "Of course, because my judgment is impeccable."

"Exactly," pouted Ryou at seeing him smirk.

Seto gave a rare chuckle. Dinner was then brought out, a salad, and the main meal which was a soup and a steak or fish whichever was chosen, and then a small dish of the best cake ever eaten

Ryou chose steak of course. It had been a wonderful meal. He had never eaten so lavishly with anyone before. He felt content and happy with Seto which he hadn't felt in; well he didn't precisely know if he were to be honest with himself.

"Did you enjoy it?" Seto asked, genuinely curious.

"Yeah, thanks. I haven't had a good meal like that in a long time," admitted Ryou with a sheepish smile.

Seto smiled, a genuine smile. "I'm glad. Want to listen to some music?"

"Sure," nodded Ryou, noticing Seto didn't look as uptight and almost normal when he smiles.

Seto walked into the living room, taking Ryou by the hand. The butler brought in a bottle of chilled wine with two glasses.

Ryou followed him, looking around. He did feel a spark of electricity when their hands touched. It caused him to blush.

Seto sat down on a plush couch, motioning for Ryou to set next to him as he poured a glass of wine for each.

Ryou walked over to him, sitting down next to him on the sofa. He leaned against him, accepting the offered glass.

Seto said nothing, enjoying the comfortable silence as he drank his wine.

Ryou took a few sips of wine. He didn't mind the taste. He liked the quiet as well, feeling Seto's warmth beside him.

Seto slid an arm around Ryou's shoulder, pulling him a bit closer.

Ryou complied, scooting closer to him as he rested his head against Seto's shoulder. He felt at ease around the brunette in a way that made him feel safe.

"Assuming our relationship stays as is or even on its current course, I won't let anything happen to you. Unless, of course, you betray me." Seto stated quietly.

Ryou sniffed indignantly at the last part, "I'm a loyal person. So, no need to think I'd betray you. I'd like to hope our relationship does remain on its current course."

Seto smiled and leaned down, kissing Ryou gently. "As well as I."

Ryou returned it, blushing a light shade of pastel pink, "Good, I like seeing you smile. You look more human that way. I-I don't mean that in a mean way or anything. Y-You're like my brothers with that stone faced look."

Seto nodded thoughtfully.

"I've got to do business so often; it's hard to turn off sometimes"

"I know," he assured, thinking of something that might help Seto relax, giving him an innocent look. "Turn your back to me for a bit. This may help."

Seto raised an eyebrow, but did as requested.

Ryou placed his hands on Seto's shoulders, massaging them tenderly, hoping this would help ease the tension from him, "I-I learned how to do this as an odd job."

Seto closed his eyes, humming in approval.

Ryou smiled happily like a puppy that has pleased his master while he continued the shoulder massage. He would do his back too, but that would require Seto to take off his shirt. That would only be if the brunette wanted him to. He did notice there is a lot of tension, but he guessed it's due to the workload he deals with on a daily basis.

Seto relaxed, head lolling down. He let a moan out, lowly.

"Hehe, don't want you falling asleep," giggled Ryou lightly at seeing Seto's figure, liking the sound escaping the brunette's lips. "Should I stop?"

"No." Seto pulled off his sweater, exposing a muscular abdomen.

Ryou couldn't help to stare, allowing his hands to run down Seto's back before beginning to massage it as well, "I-I'm sure you've been told this before, but you're beautiful, Seto."

Seto turned his head, looking at Ryou. "Actually, no."

"R-Really? You are though," murmured Ryou while still working out the knots in Seto's back. "Has no one massaged you before?"

Seto shook his head. "No. I never usually have time. It feels wonderful."

"Aw, I'm glad you like it though," blushed Ryou, working out the knots in Seto's back, making sure he didn't wander at all.

Seto actually started to snore lightly.

Ryou raised a brow when noticing this. Seto had told him not to stop after all. He continued until he was done. He poked his cheek a few times, trying to wake him up.

Seto opened an eye. "Hn?"

"I'm done, sleepyhead," said Ryou softly.

Seto nodded, sitting up. "Sorry."

"Oh, no need to apologize," sweat dropped Ryou, hugging him. "You did warn me after all you'd fall asleep."

Seto stood up. "Would you like to spend the night? No copulation, just sleeping."

"Sure," agreed Ryou, hoping his brothers wouldn't be worried if they came by to not see him there. "J-Just let me do a phone call with one of my brothers. I mean they don't stop by anymore, but in case they do and wonder where I am, you know."

Ryou stood up from the sofa, heading out into the hallway to pull out his cell to call Akefia.

Seto nodded. Akefia answered on the second ring. "You okay?"

"Yep, just wanted to check in. I'm at my boyfriend's house," replied Ryou. "What about you? Staying out of trouble?"

"I am, but your other brother isn't. I had to bond Yugi out of jail on $50,000 cash only." Akefia sounded pissed.

"Oh, you'll be able to regrow that amount though," pointed out Ryou. "Or even more."

"I know, I'm just pissed that Bakura can't take care of himself. Wait...boyfriend?" Akefia asked curiously.

"You know how he is," sighed Ryou. "Y-Yes, boyfriend. Well, I mean he and I have been dating for a little while."

"Oh, who is this? Is he good to you?" Akefia worried

"It's Seto Kaiba," admitted Ryou, knowing he could trust his brother by telling him. "Yes, he's a gentleman, 'Kefia."

"Good. You take care, little brother. I gotta get back to contracting. Love you."

"I always do. We should meet up sometime soon. I'll introduce you to him. I doubt Bakura would care though," shrugged Ryou. "Love you too. Stay safe."

"Your other brother loves you, Ryou. He just doesn't know how to apologize for his fuckups."

"Yeah, I'm one of them. Bye, 'Kefia," he said sadly before ending the call, sighing as he slumped against the wall.

"You okay?" Seto asked softly, coming up behind Ryou.

"Not really," admitted Ryou. "They don't know I've been using and cutting. I admitted to Akefia I'm one of Bakura's fuckups. At least Akefia knows how to show his feelings right."

Seto simply hugged Ryou, saying nothing.

"Thank you, Seto. I don't know where I'd be without you," Ryou said quietly, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he hugged him back.

Seto tipped up Ryou's head, kissing Ryou's eyes. "Shh, it's okay. You will beat this and I will help you."

"Right," agreed Ryou, giving him a watery smile.

Seto put his forehead to Ryou's. "You're making me all emotional. I hate emotional." He winked at Ryou.

"That'll happen a lot," giggled Ryou. "It's good for you."

Seto gently took his hand and led him upstairs. Seto used the bathroom, coming out in his boxers. He motioned to the bathroom.

Digging through his dresser, he found a pair of sweatpants, putting them on. He handed another pair to Ryou.

Ryou gave an innocent look. He took off his shirt first, accepting the pair of sweats as he took off his slacks, putting on the sweatpants after letting Seto get a good look of him first. When he stood back up, he looked up at Seto through his lashes, going over to sit on the bed with his hips swaying ever so slightly while he moved.

"You are supposed to be upset, not driving me nuts." Seto lightly scolded. Sitting on the bed, he controlled himself and got under the covers.

"You are not being very nice." His voice was far from angry.

"Yes, but I have you so it's hard to stay upset or sad for long. Heh, I'm not so innocent, love," murmured Ryou, unable to help from smirking slightly as he snuggled up against him. "Besides, you showed me part of you and I thought I should return the favor. There's always another night later to be more...physical with each other."

Seto humphed, but pulled Ryou to his chest, wrapping his arms protectively around Ryou. "Sleep, Ryou. Sleep is good."

"Mmm, you're warm," murmured Ryou, eventually falling asleep with a small smile on his face within his lover's embrace.

Seto fell into the most peaceful sleep he had in awhile.

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Joey stretched as the bar closed. "What I need ta do boss?"

"I have a few ideas," smirked Malik, beckoning for Joey to follow him.

"A'ight." Joey slacked off in his private time, but he was a hard worker. He followed Malik, rolling his head on his shoulders.

When they walked further away, Malik allow him to walk a bit in front of him before pinning him against the wall, kissing him rather heatedly. He had wanted to do that for a while, but he'd back off if Joey didn't want it or him.

Joey's eyes widened. He thought the blonde cute, but hadn't thought of him in that way. The kiss felt amazing, so Joey kissed him back, grabbing Malik's hips.

He pulled back when they both needed to breathe, "I've been wanting to do that for a while ever since I met you."

Joey blushed, scratching his neck. "Yea...I like ya too...but I don' move dat fast. So, I'll kiss, but I don' fuck dat quick. Hope ya okay wit dat."

"Heh, of course," grinned Malik. "I'm not like Bakura. He's just a bunny when it comes to his relationships and fucking. I'm crazy, but I know how to take things slow."

Joey blushed hard. "G...good. So, uh..." Joey cleared his throat. "What else needs to be done?"

"Not much," shrugged Malik, getting off of him. "We'll just need to check if anything needs to be restocked."

Joey nodded, going to work. He was tired, and needed to go to bed. Tomorrow they would move in with Malik,

Malik felt excited due to knowing this as well. He knew he's going slow with Joey, but still he couldn't help it. The only people that had stayed with him had been Bakura or Akefia when they needed to lay low for a while. Having someone to live with him for good felt like one of the best things that's happened to him in ages.

At close, Joey shrugged. "G'nite. Serenity an' I will be over aroun' noon?"

"Sounds great," grinned Malik. "I'll make sure the place is ready for you two."

"Tanks again." Joey smiled and headed off into the darkness.

"I look forward to it."

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Meanwhile, back at the police station, Atem waited until Akefia left for him to head out to return to the studio. He didn't want to be caught of course.

There was a buzz about how the film was contracted out to another director. Speculation ran wild as to why Akefia would do this.

Atem remained calm. He didn't want to seem suspicious or anything. He wondered why things changed. He thought it may be due to Akefia's attraction towards him.

Practice was cancelled that day so the director could come in and have time to read the script. Akefia was in his office, ignoring all the talk.

Atem did feel tempted to go to the office, but he decided to remain where the others were.

People started to clear out after about an hour. Some were going to have a beer and they invited Atem to go.

Atem guessed he could go. He didn't want to be picked out as suspicious within the rest of the group. Inwardly sighing, he went along with the others.

The night was fun, with much drinking. After about four hours, it broke up, people leaving. "Want me to call you a cab?" Anzu asked Atem, slurring her words.

"Nah, I'm good," assured Atem, not having drunk much.

"'Kay, nightie!" She walked off, giggling. Atem noticed Akefia was in a corner table, head in a laptop.

Atem decided to head over, "I haven't seen you much. Everything ok?"

Akefia looked up. "Yea. My brother's...friend, got arrested, so I had to bond him out. Got the film contracted out, so we can go out if you'd like." Akefia's face remained impassive.

"Sure," agreed Atem, still worried at seeing the expression. "Oh, um I'm guessing that was Yugi, right?"

Akefia raised an eyebrow. "Yea, how do you know him?"

"He's my younger brother," admitted Atem.

"Oh. Sorry. He's charged with drugs. I'm sure it's mistaken identification though." Akefia stated, face softening slightly,

"I hope so," muttered Atem, still worried.

"I told him to go home, so he should be there." Akefia offered.

"That's good," Atem sighed in relief. "I probably worry too much, but he's...kind of short. I worry about people taking advantage of him or something."

"I can understand. Bakura sees him as a brother too. In fact, I often wonder if he is trying to make up for his mistakes with Ryou in Yugi." Akefia sighed, a far off look in his eyes.

"What do you mean? I mean it's none of my business, but hey I have nothing better to do if you want someone to talk to," offered Atem, taking a swig of his glass of whiskey. "Though if he's trying to do that then he shouldn't be doing it through someone else."

"I know, but Bakura is... Bakura. He won't tell me what he did, except that it was horrible and Ryou shouldn't forgive him." Akefia shook his head.

"Do you have any suspicions about what occurred?" inquired Atem.

"No. That's the fucked up part. He adores Ryou."

"Did you not have someone keep tabs on him?" asked Atem.

"Of course not." Akefia scoffed. "Bakura can take care of himself."

"Yeah, I know," muttered Atem, taking another swing of whiskey. "He lives with us."

"Us?" Akefia choked on his drink.

"My brother and I," replied Atem simply, taking another sip of his whiskey.

"Yugi is your brother?" Akefia asked, genuinely surprised.

"Yep," confirmed Atem, rolling his eyes as he'd already told him this before.

"And...you must have told me this before. Meh, I am forgetful at times, got too much going on." Akefia finished off his glass.

"Life does that. It's ok," assured Atem, finishing off his glass as well.

"So...ya wanna go back to my place now that I'm not your boss? Get to know each other better?" He asked, smirking lightly.

"I thought you'd never ask," smirked Atem in response which meant he agreed with the plan.

Akefia got up, handing some money on the way out to cover the drink. "It's not a far walk." Akefia informed him, heading east.

"Ok," said Atem, following his lead, wondering what Akefia's place would look like.

Atem was taken to a lavish house that would rival the Kaiba mansion. Akefia walked in, kicking off his shoes. "Hungry?" He asked.

"Yeah," agreed Atem, taking off his shoes before padding into Akefia's home, looking around. "Your place looks amazing."

"Thanks. I offered for Bakura and Ryou to stay here, but they both refused." He shrugged, heading to the kitchen.

"They probably just want to live their lives," shrugged Atem, following him into the kitchen. "Need some help?"

"You like to cook?" He asked.

"Normally do for Yugi so yeah," nodded Atem.

"Cool." Akefia pulled out some food, handing some for Atem to prep as he warmed the oil on the pan.

He prepared the items given to him. He felt comfortable around Akefia as a silence fell between them.

"Making stir fry. Hope you like it." Akefia offered as he brushed by Atem to get some pepper.

"Yep, there aren't many things I don't like," he smirked, finishing the preparations.

"Oh?" Akefia looked over, raising a brow.

"Yep," Atem finished chopping up the veggies, putting them into a bowl to place next to the stove for Akefia to put in the pan.

"This is fucked up, you know that right?" Akefia asked, looking over at Atem.

"Does it bother you?" he asked.

"You being a cop? Yea, it bothers me. Are you here to fuck me, or fuck me over?" Akefia asked, staring straight into Atem's eyes.

"I agreed with Bakura to make sure they stay off your trail. Part of it means I still have to be undercover," grimaced Atem, hoping this conversation would be averted. "I've had to do the same for him before."

"So why didn't you just fucking tell me, instead of me finding out cause you were at the station when I went there. I saw Yami trying to avert me." Akefia's eyes were hard.

Atem sighed, "I just didn't want you to find out."

He then looked down, feeling stupid for doing this. He had wanted to tell him, but he also didn't want to be kicked out.

Akefia walked over, forcing Atem's face up, not really gently. "You want this, or does 'cop' you want this?" He asked bluntly.

"I want this," he replied without a moment's hesitation of staring into Akefia's gray eyes.

Akefia turned off the stove and grabbed Atem, shoving him against the wall, kissing him forcefully.

Atem returned it, running his fingers through Akefia's white locks as they kissed feverishly.

"Fuck, I was hoping you'd say that." Akefia mumbled, kissing down and biting on Atem's shoulder, hard.

Atem moaned, grinning as he grinded his hips against him, "I've wanted you for a while."

"I've fucking wanted you since the first moment I saw you. But..." Akefia worked his way back up to Atem's lips, kissing him again, sticking his tongue in to caress that moist cavern, "you scream cop." Akefia stated, breathless, as he pulled back.

"Heh, that obvious?" pouted Atem, panting as he tried to regain his breath.

"Yea. You should have a badge tattooed on your forehead." Akefia whispered, rubbing up against Atem.

"Heh, the badge isn't there, but I know what you mean," chuckled Atem, returning the attention.

"So, what are we waiting for? You wanna fuck?" Akefia hissed, eyes dark.

"You don't have to ask me twice," smirked Atem, pinning Akefia to the wall before kissing him passionately.

Akefia moaned, grabbing and pulling Atem's shirt off before slinging Atem over his shoulder with a grunt and heading upstairs.

"I could walk," huffed Atem, not minding being carried like a sack of potatoes.

"Wanna get to fucking faster," Akefia huffed, tossing Atem in a large bed, eyeing him like a piece of meat.

"I know," said Atem, getting up to strip.

Akefia grabbed him, pinning him down, and then went down, using his teeth to unbutton and unzip Atem's pants.

Atem sweat dropped, knowing he could've stripped. He kicked off his pants, taking off his boxers as well. He wanted to get start as badly as Akefia did of course. He reached over, pulling off the rest of Akefia's clothes.

Akefia's cock sprang to attention in the cool air. Crawling up Atem, Akefia started kissing Atem's thighs, ignoring the part begging for attention.

Atem moaned at the attention being given to him. Reaching around, he stroked Akefia's cock to give him some attention as well.

Akefia groaned, flipping Atem on his stomach. "I don't do foreplay." Akefia growled, kissing and biting Atem ass.

"Aw, it was worth a try," sweat dropped Atem, guessing Akefia has the control here.

Akefia reached over Atem, opening a drawer, pulling out some lube. "Pain or pleasure?" Akefia purred in Atem's ear.

"Both," replied Atem, wanting there to be no secrets between them.

Akefia smirked. Lubing himself up, he shoved himself in, giving barely enough time for Atem to adjust, as he bit on Atem's shoulder again, this time drawing a little blood.

Atem groaned, arching his back with the flux of pleasure and pain coursing through him. He liked the pace Akefia had set, thinking this had been a good idea.

Akefia set up a hard pace, gripping Atem's hips. Slipping a hand around, he started stroking Atem's member, already slick with juices.

Atem moaned, leaning into his hand. Damn, he wanted him so badly. He made sure he remained relaxed, wanting to make it easy for Akefia to pound him to the point he'd be unable to walk straight for weeks.

Akefia clenched, climaxing inside the other male as he stroked more frantically on Atem, breathing heavily.

Atem moaned loudly, releasing on his hands. He panted, trying to regain his breath. He had never experienced anything so wild and rough before. He liked it. Yep, he definitely knew he had made a good decision about this.

Akefia crawled upon the bed, collapsing in a shaky, sweaty mess. Pulling Atem up, he flipped him so Atem's back was to him and held him like a teddy bear, falling to sleep.

Atem smiled softly, getting comfortable in Akefia's embrace. He soon fell asleep as well in his lover's arms.