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  • A Home of Our Own

    By : Kugatsu
    Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male
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    Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Protect
    • 2-Change
    • 3-Family
    • 4-FFFC: Freedom for Feline Companions
    • 5-Wrongfully Accused
    • 6-I like Mice
    • 7-Move so Fast
    • 8-Side Tracks
    • 9-I'm with You
    • 10-It's Time
    • 11-Split
    • 12-In Sight
    • 13-Revealed
    • 14-Undercover Ops
    • 15-Going Going
    • 16-Story Time
    • 17-Long Night Today
    • 18-I'll do What I want
    • 19-New Day
    • 20-Heart *a real Chapter!*
    • 21-What Can You Do?
    • 22-This Night
    • 23-Just to Be Close to You
    • 24-I Break Things
    • 25-Neko. Mimi.
    • 26-Wow. You Smell Good.
    • 27-Wham Bam
    • 28-Hey, Honda's in this One
    • 29-Home Sweet Home
    • 30-Leaving Me?
    • 31-Questions Questions
    • 32-Oh Seto
    • 33-Listening
    • 34-Together Now
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  • A Home of Our Own

    Summary: A series of separate Neko Fics that will culminate into a longer story about love, loyalty, and belonging. Kimi ga Iru AU
    Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
    Warning: none
    Author’s Note:So I took amini vacation, you’ll forgive me of course? I played video games, slept, ate…tried to get my thoughts together. They’ve spoken at last. Marik appeared to me and threatened me with a knife. Who can say no to that? *shrugs* I know I can, but then I thought about you all and decided to write something! Here ya go.


    It’s Time

    Marik growled and snatched the file from Malik’s sleeping hands. What the fuck was the kitten’s problem?

    Always reading up on that damn Bakura…it’s nearly been three weeks and he hasn’t been helping the search at all, just fawning over this file photo and sighing!

    Marik stormed out of the young Neko’s room and went back to his own, tossing the file on his desk along with two others, his own and a compelation file of Gozuboro Kaiba’s last projects, some that never saw the light of day.

    The man was a sicko. Apparently he’d been trying to create Nekos with “powers” so that they could be used and sold as military weapons. Inu’s were supposed to be the ultimate soldiers and there was even a plan in the works for Avian companions.

    “Fuck it all…” Marik couldn’t help but growl. Not only had that thief stolen his prized Millennium Rod, he’d stolen his Kitten’s heart. They hadn’t had sex in so long, it was a crime.

    “Fuck it all…”

    ****

    Yugi was draped over Sugoroku’s shoulders as the man rung up a purchase in the shop, purring as he nuzzled the man’s face.

    The little girl standing near the counter with a normal feline squeaked happily and pointed. “Momma! They’re just like real kitties!”

    “They sure are honey, now, say goodbye to the nice Neko!”

    The girl waved as her mother led her away, Yugi waving back, lips curled into a kitty smile.

    “BYE KITTY!”

    “Meow!” he called, Sugoroku reaching up to pet his head.

    When they were gone, Yugi sat on the counter, flicking his tail. “Grandpa, why can’t I go visit Malik? I’m bored!”

    “He’s working Yugi-chan, I told you that. Why not help Yami in the stock room?”

    “I don’t want to help Yami. Can’t I go out?”

    “Not with out Yami young one, remember the last time? You got lost.”

    The kitten gave and exasperated meow. “That was like two years ago! Grandpa please!? I’ll be careful! I’m wearing my collar! Just to the park?”

    The man looked at Yugi hard. “I don’t know…”

    “Grandpa!” he mewled, pouting. “You never let me do anything!”

    The man sighed. “Alright…but take the cell phone, okay? And I want you home before dark! And no taking food from strange people and stay out of the pet shops and alleys!”

    Yugi hopped off the counter. “Yay!”

    “Tell Yami where you’re going before you leave. You know he gets upset when you disappear.”

    The boy’s ears drooped as he shuffled off pouting. “Don’t wanna tell Yami…”

    Yugi popped into the store room and began to sneak up on Yami on the balls of his feet when the elder Neko’s voice stopped him.

    “I know you’re there Aibou. No use trying to sneak up on me.”

    “Aw Yami…”

    The young man chuckled and stopped sweeping to turn around and look at Yugi, tail twitching. He smiled at the sixteen year old kitten. “Do you need something?”

    “Grandpa said to tell you I’m going to the park.”

    “Well, I’ll be done in twenty minutes I’ll go with you.”

    “No silly, he says I can go now, he just said to tell you. Can I wear your puzzle?”

    Yami made a face. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go out alone…”

    Yugi rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “I’m not six anymore Yami! I can go! Can I see the puzzle or not?”

    “Well not with that attitude Hikari, no you can’t. And I expect it to be in my room, none of your ‘extended borrowing’.”

    Yugi huffed and flounced out of the room, tail swatting angrily. He slammed the stock room door and some things fell off the shelf, but never hit the floor. They hovered there, Yami’s attention on them. They went back on the shelf and Yami sighed.

    Aibou Aibou…what do I do with him Atemu…what would you do?


    Yugi walked down the street with all intentions towards the park, but those were soon forgotten as his attention was caught by a shouting girl outside of a bake shop. He walked over and gasped at the plate of pastries.

    “Oooo…”

    “Would you like one?”

    Yugi briefly thought about what Grandpa or Yami might say and took one. He could have sugar if he wanted. He popped the little chocolate covered square in his mouth and continued down the street, sunlight catching the large, pyramid shaped puzzle on his neck.

    Yami never wears it anyway. I’m a big Neko now, I’ll bring it back…

    He saw a paper bag being blown by the wind and went after it, laughing, not too aware that it was going into on coming traffic until he was suddenly yanked up.

    “HEY!” he cried out plaintively. “It’s getting away!”

    Said bag was thrice run over, much to Yugi’s ire.

    “Yeah well, you would’ve been a pancake Midget Kitty.”

    Yugi’s ears perked up and he looked up and back. “Marik!”

    “Damn straight it’s Marik. What the fuck are you doing in the street? Who let you outside? Have you been eating sugar?”

    The kitten narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips. “This ain’t twenty questions mister, put me down!”

    “Stop watching tv.” He set the kitten down and Yugi smoothed his black shirt and straightened his collar, tail shooting out and up behind him.

    “See, I’m fine!”

    The golden haired Neko smirked, starting to light a cigarette. “I’ll bet. Where ya going?”

    Yugi put his hands on his hips. “The park!”

    “His highness let you have that?” Marik indicated the puzzle, which Yugi’s hands flew to protectively.

    “What if he did?”

    “You’re a liar Kid. Get on.”

    “I’m not going home!”

    “Who said I’m takin’ ya? Get your ass on the bike or I’ll leave you here.”

    Yugi got on, pulling his tail close to him and wrapping his arms around Marik. “Where are we going Yam –Marik?”

    “You just start to call me Yami?”

    “No! Just go! Go!”

    Marik laughed and started the motorcycle. “Hang on and don’t scream.”

    Yugi was about to laugh, but screamed instead as they shot off into traffic, the Egyptian Golden cackling all the way.

    ****

    Ryou kicked out and fell right on his tail, grunting. He smacked the floor with his paws and frowned. He’d been at it all day and he still wasn’t getting it. A hand came down in front of his face, it was clawed and muscular.

    “Get up. Let’s rest.”

    Ryou nodded and took it, leaning up to nuzzle his brother’s chin. He was rewarded with a stroke on the tail and the two went upstairs to their sleeping/ eating area.

    Bakura took a seat on a tattered couch and Ryou joined him there, taking the water from him graciously.

    “You still need to improve.”

    “Yes Brother.”

    “But you did well last week.”

    Ryou looked down, his cheeks pink. “Wasn’t for real…just a test.”

    “Not any test. I set it up, it would’ve been impossible for anyone else. I think you’re ready to come with me.”

    Inside, the kitten was dancing. He knew his brother didn’t give out praise easily and this was the most he’d ever gotten.

    Ever since leaving the old den in southwestern Domino, they’d relocated to the outskirts of the northeast side. Bakura apparently used the abandoned house they now stayed in as a safe house and had brought the kitten here, pushing him on the ratty bed and telling him “welcome home”.

    He’d taken to it immediately as anyplace with Bakura was home and begged his older brother to train him to be less “useless”. The elder Neko agreed, sighting that he never wanted Ryou to be at a loss during a potential capture situation again.

    Ryou felt a warm tongue against his temple and opened his eyes. He’d dozed off.

    “Brother I –”

    “Go to bed. You’ll need it for later.”

    Ryou got up and shuffled over to the mass of blankets and grabbed the lone stuffed bear within, curling up and falling asleep immediately.

    Bakura watched his brother sleep and ran a hand through his hair.

    “When I grow up, I wanna be just like you Akefia!”

    “No you don’t. I do this so you two can get somewhere. Maybe go to that Neko school or whatever, become Free Nekos, get off the streets. ”

    “But I want to be a thief! Just like you!”

    “This life ain’t for you ‘Kura and I’m gonna do everything to make sure that you and Ryou never have to do what I do. I promise. ”

    The Alabaster got up off the creaking couch and went over to a blazing crimson cloak on a hook in the corner. He took it and held it to his nose, leaning into it.

    It smelled like Ryou now, barely of Akefia and this pained him slightly. He’d never wanted this life for them, Bakura hadn’t even wanted it for Ryou, but here they were.

    He was the new king of thieves.

    He fingered the golden ring hanging from his neck and reached into the cloak pocket to handle the golden rod that lay within. He tossed it in the air then caught it.

    Your number will be up soon enough Golden Psycho and then Ryou will have nothing to fear.

    ****

    Marik sneezed and Yugi’s ears flattened. “Are you sick?”

    “Fuck no.” the Egyptain Golden sniffed and handed Yugi a box of French fries, sipping his drink and scanning the street. “So…”

    Yugi ate the French fries quickly, having sucked the ketchup out of the packets previously. Yami and Grandpa never let him have this food, which was why he loved hanging out with Malik and Marik all the time.

    “How ya been Kid?”

    “Don’t call me that!” he said, reaching for Marik’s drink. It was given to him and he sucked it down, breathing in when he was done. “I’ve been fine! How come Malik’s working so hard! I’m bored!”

    “Malik ain’t workin’. He’s lazing around on his ass. I’ve been doing all the work.” He looked down at Yugi’s head. The kitten looked up at him and shot him a smile.

    Marik couldn’t help but smile back. “Besides, Malik is tired. He’s been reading over lots of information which he gives me. I do all the foot work.”

    “I heard about you on the news again. Did you really break up a Neko sex ring?”

    The Golden barked laughter. “Yes! I did. But other people helped. I just sorta…infiltrated the place. Posed as a customer.”

    “Hm.” Yugi finished off the soda and tossed it in the trash. “What’d you do as a customer?”

    Marik blinked. “Uh…I was a customer at a Neko sex house Yugi.”

    The boy nodded. “Yeah, so what do they do there?”

    The Neko blinked again then started laughing. “Oh my god! Doesn’t Yami teach you anything?!”

    Yugi frowned. “What? What do they do there? Why won’t you tell me!?”

    Marik continued to laugh and ducked away as the young Neko tried to swipe at him. They chased around the outside tables until Yugi tackled him against a telephone pole.

    “TELL ME!” he whined, looking pathetic.

    “Oh god…” the Neko ran a hand over his face. “Alright…but, uh…let’s go back to my place first. Alright? This is not for outside.”

    Yugi nodded and they got back on the bike, heading towards the Ishtar house.

    ****

    Ishizu walked into Kaiba Corp head quarters, astonished at how much more upscale the place was from FFFC head quarters. She was shown into Kaiba’s “real office” as he often termed it, and sat down, the tall brunette ignoring her as he typed on his laptop and talked on the phone.

    She took out a binder and opened it, looking over a few things.

    “Alright Ishtar, it’d better be good news.”

    “It is. They’ve been seen.”

    Kaiba blinked. “They?”

    She nodded. “A week ago, someone spotted them near the old residence. There were six break ins that night.”

    “So he’s got his brother helping now?”

    Ishizu nodded. “Apparently, although no one places the younger brother at any of the scenes, just Bakura.”

    Seto considered this, turning away and gazing out of the window. What are you doing Bakura? Wouldn’t you rather have an easy life for that kitten?

    “Any plans to draw them out?”

    “Sir?”

    He turned back around. “To draw them out, to lead them into a trap. You heard me, what are your plans Ishtar?”

    The woman was a bit flustered, but answered honestly. “We…have no plans sir.”

    “Then you’d better make some. They’re thieves correct? The trails been cold for nearly a month. We need a target and we need a big one, something that will ring as a challenge to even a thief like him.”

    Ishizu wrote furiously. “Yes sir.”

    “And make sure Marik’s there. From what you’ve told me, both he and Bakura are interested in a rematch of sorts.”

    She nodded. “However, the point is to take them both so…perhaps Malik should be there as well.”

    Kaiba waved dismissively. “Also…how is Operation Eye of Ra going?”

    Ishizu closed her binder. “Sir, I’m very uncomfortable with the prospect of upsetting their lives. They’ve already settled, especially after all of the past unpleasantness –”

    “I could care less. I’ve lost too many human agents and if those two are as good as the Goldens, if we can train them to be then we’ll have a real team on our hands and if we can convince those Alabasters that joining us is in their interests as well…”

    He didn’t need to elaborate, Ishizu had heard his grand plan all before.

    Kaiba was sick of losing human agents, it just wasn’t cost effective and he’d had to bury to many bodies and make up too many stories and it was probably weighing on the man’s conscious. Not only did he have the old shadow of what Kaiba Corp used to be hanging over him, he was the single parent to the thirteen year old and the behind the scenes leader of a massive revolution. Stress just had a different meaning when you were Seto Kaiba.

    “Right away Sir.”

    “And take care of the East Side pack.”

    “Sir, I’ve told you about that. If we go in there with force it will be a PR disaster.”

    “You said yourself that all those Kittens and Pups could use good homes.”

    The woman nodded. “Yes, but they are a family in themselves and if we split them up, we could have a real problem on our hands.”

    Seto frowned. “That Jou fellow is the leader?”

    “Leader, father, big brother, everything. They all look up to him. If he tells them to resist, to run away, to scatter, they will.”

    “Then he’s the one we need to work on. Find out who his friends are, find out where he goes. Track him, learn his habits, then find out what his price is.”

    “Sir?”

    The man turned away. “Everyone has a price be it money, sex, material goods, making them believe their making a difference. Everyone has a price.”

    “And what’s yours sir?”

    “You’ve been working for me for what? Five, six years and you still don’t know?” He chuckled. “You’ll find out one day. That is all.”

    The woman got up and left, Kaiba’s back still to her.

    In the man’s lap was a single photo of him, his little brother, and a very reluctant Dartz posing for a photo when they were all younger, the shadow of responsibility and Gozuboro unseen.

    Kaiba sighed and put it away in a drawer. It was time to get back to work.

    ****

    Yugi’s face was a very interesting shade of crimson when Marik got done talking. The Egyptian Golden was laying on the back of the couch, tail twitching as he smoked and finished telling the Kitten about the birds and the bees.

    The boy was speechless to say the least.

    “Well? Got somethin’ to say?”

    Yugi just shook his head and looked away. He noticed the sun going down and jumped up. “Oh no! Grandpa said I have to be home before dark!”

    Marik gave a soft laugh and reached down to the ash tray with a graceful arm. He leapt off the couch, shoes on, knowing Ishizu would hate it if she were here, and sheparded the boy towards the door.

    “I’ll take ya home.”

    They got on the bike and Yugi couldn’t help but turn colors. He just couldn’t stop thinking about what the elder Neko had told him. Now this proximity had a whole new meaning for him. They zoomed off and Yugi’s blush of embarrassment was replaced by a softer one and a shy smile.

    When they reached the Motou residence, Yugi got off the bike and smoothed his shirt, pulling his tail away from Marik’s hands with a giggle.

    “Stop! I can do it…” He smoothed the fur and Marik grinned.

    “How well can you do it?” the Golden waggled his eye brows and Yugi turned crimson.

    “Marik!” he squeaked. “Stop!”

    “You’re so easy!”

    Yugi gasped. “No I’m not!”

    The elder Neko laughed. “Are we talking about the same thing?”

    The boy stomped his foot and turned away. “You’re so awful Marik Ishtar!”

    Marik stared at the boy’s back, wanting to whistle in appreciation. Yugi was a fine specimen of Neko tail if he’d ever seen any and this boy was a ten.

    “What, you want me to say sorry or some shit?”

    Yugi looked over his shoulder. “You’re so rude!”

    Marik yanked his tail, pulling the boy back to sit on his thigh. “No I’m not! I make you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside!”

    Yugi was about to respond when Yami came outside.

    “Aibou! What are you doing!? Get off him this instant!”

    The kitten flushed and looked down, but Marik spoke up. “Maybe he likes it here Pharaoh! Ever think of that? Stop hogging him, Yugi’s his own Neko! Ain’t that right Chibi?”

    Yugi looked at Marik and wanted to say something but Yami snatched him away.

    “Go inside Yugi!”

    “But Yami! –”

    “I said go! You’re not to hang out with the Ishtar’s anymore!”

    “I’m not a little boy! You can’t tell me what to do –ah!”

    Yami smacked him across the face and took the puzzle from him. “And this does not belong to you! Inside NOW!”

    Yugi looked at Marik his ears drooping as he went inside, calling for his grandpa. Yami glared at Marik.

    “You stay away from him! I know how you are, I know how you’ve corrupted Malik I won’t let -”

    “Won’t let me what Pharaoh? You want him first? Is that it? I can see it in your eyes, you wanna fuck that hot piece of Neko ass till he drops! Who’s the pervert here?”

    Yami was seething and Marik went on.

    “Tell me something Pharaoh, do you cop a feel while you ‘bathe’ him? Get a stiffy while your precious ‘Aibou’ cuddles on your lap during a scary movie –”

    The Egyptian tri-color roared and stuck out. Marik didn’t pull back swiftly enough and frowned as a line of blood appeared on his cheek.

    “That’s all you’ll ever get off me Pharaoh. Yugi isn’t that much of a kitten anymore and he’ll choose what he wants. You keep this up he’ll just leave your ass, don’t know why he hasn’t already.”

    “Stay. Away. From him.”

    “Or what? Atemu was the strength, not you!”

    Yami’s eyes widened and Marik smirked. “What? Don’t think I heard the stories about you two running the streets? Two house Nekos playing Gangster? Watch it Pharaoh. Don’t cross me or you’ll wind up like a lot of my victims.”

    The Egyptian Golden roared off, leaving Yami standing there in the setting sun, fists clenched, tail twitching.

    You won’t have Yugi! You won’t!



    ****
    *EFC: Experimental Feline Companion FFFC: Freedom for Feline Companions
    *And I’m back. It’s 4 am, I started writing around 3, I’m back. Had to take a lil break had to get it back together. But never fear, Schwarzwald is here.
    *I’d like to thank Wicabeth for the inspiration for this fic!
    *Schwarzwald loves ya’ll!
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