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Ugh,
so sorry! My damn i-net went down and I had the story
� so neither Catti nor I could do a damn thing about
it. (sighs) Sorry! And Happy Mother�s Day to every mother out there!!

And
since I�ve been hogging all the author notes lately � its Catti�s
turn!

AFF:
Mark Twain � Really glad you love it!
Dragonlady222
� thanx for you continued support, we love you
FF:
Phoenix51 � Sorry to make you cry, hopefully the end will make you happy!
Wild4Rose7Cool
� you just need to reread chap 1-2

-
Catti

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Day
202:

��And
joining us today is Dr. Aloysius Moran. He was Domino hospital�s top rated
psychiatrist until he lost his job four months ago. His story is one that
concerns us all...� The pretty newscaster said in an animated voice, her hands
gesturing wildly as she spoke of the newest scandal to hit the airwaves.
�Clandestine hospital politics at the highest levels and the hospital�s overall
refusal to meet the needs of its patients due to interference from
inexperienced��

�Thank
you Diane.� The doctor overrode the co-anchor, an utterly false smile plastered
on his face as he faced the camera. The lady grimaced at her guest�s
callousness, but let him continue for the moment. �For the past year or so I
have been privy to the pandering attitudes of the medical staff towards the
younger, more immature members of the hospital board. They even put one young
boy�s life at risk � as well as that of society � all due to one board member�s
ignorance.�

�So
I�ve heard.� The newscaster interrupted with a pointed smile towards the
camera, attempting to take back control of the interview. �You had quite a tale
to tell when you contacted our show. According to the hospital you were let go
due to budget cuts. But you have a different account completely. You even have
a lawsuit pending. Why don�t you tell our viewers what happened � in your
words.�

�The
man behind the desk pointed his remote at the television and turned the volume
down. Just what he wanted to watch � another person seeking fame and fortune
for his self made misery. Oh well, there wasn�t anything else on and he needed
background noise so he could get his work done.

The
scratching of a pen on paper filled the room for a couple of minutes,
overriding the muted noise of the TV as the man behind the desk continued with
his accounting. Business was booming. He was servicing more people than he ever
thought to. That would mean coming up with some new talent to keep his clients
happy. Time to send the boys out again.

It
was too bad that his brother had taken one of his most talented slaves and
killed him by playing too rough. Oh he had been so pissed when he found out.
That little trick cost him a thousand dollars a day. And he hadn�t been able to
find a suitable replacement yet. The new stock paled in comparison with those
soft, innocent, angelic features.

Once
again the man damned his errant sibling.

One
of these days he was really going to have to do something about that brother of
his. But it was his duty as head of the family to make sure that his less
fortunate sibling lived a lifestyle befitting his lineage. His mother
constantly reminded him of that obligation before she died, leaving him in
complete control of their business. But if she would have known�The man sighed
deeply. It was no use; his brother would always be the stone around his neck.

He
glanced up at the TV with another put out sigh, expecting to see the
unfortunate soul continuing to pour out his troubles to the heavily made up
talk show host. Instead there was a picture of his slave plastered on the
screen. His dead slave!! His jaw
dropped as he fumbled for the remote�

��So
you�re saying that it was your involvement in the case of the King of Games,
Yugi Motou, that led to your dismissal?! All because the teenage CEO of Kaiba
Corp didn�t want to hear the truth?! That�s a huge allegation Dr. Moran. Up
until your story came to our attention no one even knew that the young duelist
was alive. He was believed to have died months ago. And now not only are you
saying that he is alive, but that he was recently released from the hospital
and may very well be a danger to society?! All on the account of Seto Kaiba��

�That
is exactly what I am saying��

The
doctor was expounding on his theory, but by now the man behind the desk was
oblivious � and furious. His favorite slave was alive?! Alive and well if the
newscast was to be believed. His brother had told him that the boy was dead,
that he had buried him himself. That fucking liar!!

Then
his next thoughts were for the safety of his company. Shit! If the boy
remembered anything about this place it could mean the downfall of his
business! He couldn�t let that happen. He worked too hard to make this place
what it was. His clients depended on him to run a discreet venture. If word
ever got out�

So
many high class people would be ruined. The commoners of the world simply
didn�t understand the need for places that catered to certain fetishes like his
business did.

He
had to get the boy back. Oh - his clients would be ecstatic to have that tasty
little morsel back in their hands. The money he would make�He let out a nasty
little chuckle. But this wouldn�t be just for his clients, but for the safety
of his business as well. He couldn�t leave his prize out there for others to
pick at his brain. He would so punish that lovely little beauty for being
allowed to escape. But first�

The
man punched the intercom on his desk.

�Mackenzie�get
me Grunt and James. I have something they need to retrieve for me. And I need
my brother to meet me at The Room! Immediately! He and I have
something that needs to be discussed!�

He
slammed the button back down on the intercom. His youngest family member had
some explaining to do�

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Yugi
laid his elbows on the counter and rested his chin on top of his hands as he watched
his darkness roam around the shop straightening merchandise before they opened
for the day. He had never been so happy to see Yami back up and around not even
a full twenty-four hours after he had passed out in the living room. It was
almost as if nothing had happened � as if he hadn�t gotten sick at all.

The
darker teen�s recovery almost bordered on the miraculous. Once Yami realized
that Yugi remembered who they were, it was like the glow had returned to his
ashen features within only hours. His ruby eyes brightened considerably, and
this time not with fever � the energy that had been sapped from his frame
coming back two fold. The two tricolor haired teens shared a few moments of
cuddling and some quiet time just reacquainting themselves after Yugi�s
announcement.

And
now, not even a week later, the former Pharaoh�s urge to do something had
kicked in, making it known to all that he was in fine health and spirits. And
since both Jou and Ryou had prior commitments today, Atemu decided to spend a
couple of hours manning the shop.

Amethyst
eyes lit briefly on the darker teen�s slender backside before their owner
realized where they were lingering and tore his gaze away to stare at the
floor. His thoughts quickly disintegrated into a jumbled mess of differing
emotions. It was getting harder and harder to keep these feelings in check.
Especially now that he remembered exactly what Yami meant to him before he was
kidnapped.

With
a dejected sigh the smaller teen lifted his solemn amethyst gaze from the floor,
unable to keep from watching the gorgeous sight right in front of his face.
What he wouldn�t give to turn back time. But at least his darkness was back to
his normal, energetic self. He should just be thankful for that, not looking
for more.

It
was Yami�s first day back at work since Yugi had been
deemed fit to leave the hospital months ago. And the smaller teen still wasn�t
quite comfortable enough to let the other out of his sight for an extended
period of time. With the former spirit within screaming range he felt safe,
secure - almost at ease.

So,
even though it meant facing strangers for the first time since he had returned,
Yugi felt it would be better if he accompanied his darker half � even if it was
against the other�s wishes.

If
Yami was to be believed, the game shop didn�t get much traffic anyways, so Yugi
could deal with being around a person or two he didn�t know for a few minutes
at a time. It was having to deal with his inappropriate feelings for his
scarlet eyed protector that he had a problem with.

And
it was those feelings that the small teen was focused on as he sat on a stool
behind the counter, nearly wishing that the other would notice him in exactly that way.

The
petite duelist went back to watching as the former Pharaoh continued with the
task of making sure the displays were stocked and ready for the game buying
public. Yugi was struck by the sheer liquid grace and beauty of the royal
teen�s movements. The way those slender hands would artfully arrange the
merchandise, the precise � almost predatory � way he prowled the show room
looking for the smallest of imperfections.

Yugi
finally understood why he had thought Yami to be his master for those first,
agonizingly long and humiliating months out of the hospital. A mortified blush
made its way to the teen�s face as he recalled the shameful way he behaved when
he first got home. And lately all the peculiar urges he had concerning the
darker teen. It had been so long�

Slowly
the diminutive teen�s eyes drifted shut as he imagined how those graceful hands
would feel if they were wandering slowly over his body�caressing him so
possessively. A shiver traveled the length of Yugi�s spine as he imagined those
gentle hands gliding up underneath his shirt�

�Aibou�� Yami whispered huskily
against his ear. �What are you thinking about�?�

Yugi jumped, not understanding how the
other had managed to sneak up behind him so quietly. �Uh�nothing, really. Why?�

�Are you certain?� Atemu breathed into
his ear again.

The pleasant sensation sent chills up
his spine. Yugi�s heart raced in his chest as his body and his mind waged war
to decide if he should stay or flee the hands that had come up to caress his
back, sliding up under his shirt to send electric pulses singing along his
nerves. The gentle hands became a steel band that locked him in place against
the other�s hard, well toned body. He swallowed thickly, anticipation and fear
warring within his mind.

�Mmm-hmm.�
Yugi replied, dazed. �It�s nothing��

�I think you are lying to me little
one�you have a lot on your mind right now�and I would like to know if any of
those thoughts are about me.� Atemu purred, rubbing his arousal up against
Yugi�s backside. �Perhaps what you would like me to do�to you?�

�I-I�uh�I don�t�� Yugi
started�frightened yet thrilled by the whispered words that promised something
he needed very badly�something he had been without for so long�But he was so
afraid�

�Aibou!�
Atemu called, making his way over from across the room.

Yugi�s
head slipped and met with the glass display case before he jerked his head up
to meet his Yami�s concerned gaze, drawing him out of
his fantasy. �Huh�wha?�

�Are
you alright?� Atemu asked, his scarlet eyes narrowing suspiciously. �I�ve been
calling your name for a while now. You haven�t answered me.�

Atemu
had been concerned about the smaller teen�s state of mind for some time now.
His little one�s moods constantly shifted from one extreme to the other ever
since his memory had returned and it worried him to no end.

One
minute the boy was so close to the little one he remembered, only a little
quieter, a little more hesitant � a little more lost. The next moment and Yugi
was almost flirtatious and coy. Shortly after that the small teen would cling
to him, shivering in his arms, pleading with him not to let him go. But never
in all the wild mood swings would Yugi even so much as mention the time of his
disappearance. Not even with gentle persuasion.

To
Atemu the acute shifts in mood were very distressing; a sign the boy wasn�t
healing properly. He was told to expect it, but to actually see it was
something different altogether. He didn�t know how to react. What to do. He
didn�t want to try to pry the information out as that might hurt the little one
even more. But this guessing game was becoming stressful for the both of them.

Just
the other day he had referred to Yugi as his light, his hikari
and it sent the boy into a full blown panic. It was the only way he was able to
learn even a part of what Yugi had been through while he was gone. He learned
the name those people had called his
Aibou. But no more than that.

Soon
after imparting that little tidbit of information Yugi clammed up � refusing to
say another word as he shivered and shook in his darker half�s embrace, letting
the darker teen hold him, whispering words of comfort. It was all Atemu could
do to calm the boy down when he got like that.

��m
fine. I-I was, uh, just zoning out.� Yugi replied with a vivid blush as he
rubbed the side of his face. Damn that hurt!

�Uh-huh.�
Atemu walked behind the counter, taking a hold of the boy�s chin and examining
the forming bruise. �Zoning out on what...? You can�t continue to hold it in
like this little one. You�ll never heal this way.�

Yugi
tore his amethyst gaze away from intense, penetrating rubies to stare at his
feet, feeling as thought those eyes were attempting to see into his soul. �I-I
don�t really feel like talking about it�yet. Can I have a little more time?
Please?�

The
smaller teen�s face fairly glowed with shame and embarrassment. He couldn�t
tell Yami what he had been through. He couldn�t say it, not out loud, not for
the other to hear. To tell what they had done to him over and over again. He
never wanted his darkness to know what he allowed
those men to do.

To
know that after a while he even took a sort of sick, twisted pleasure from what
they did. Or that he wanted exactly that from the gorgeous, powerful teen with
those entrancing ruby eyes.

��As
long as you remember that I am always here and willing to listen.� Atemu
responded as he walked away to flip the sign to open and unlock the door.

Yugi�s
eyes followed the other�s form as he sauntered away. His gaze flitting to
Atemu�s tight fitting black jeans, admiring the slender figure he presented.
His darkness had the sexiest ass he had ever laid eyes on. And the way those
jeans fit�The small teen jerked his gaze back to the floor again, barely
catching the end of what the other was saying.

��I will not abandon you if that is what you
are fearing. No matter what.�

�It�s
not that Yami�I�uh�it�s�ah�complicated.� Yugi sighed as he fidgeted with his
hands, trying to think of something to say to fill the tense silence.

He
had to find a change of subject that would throw Yami off of what he had been
daydreaming about. If that ever came out what would the other think of him
then? That he was nothing more than a whore?! Most likely. He was a whore. Just
because he was home again didn�t change that little fact. He was what they made him. The urges didn�t lessen
with the change of scenery.

He
definitely didn�t want Yami to know that he still had the biggest crush on him.
Not now. Not when they were so close. His other half might not walk away from
him, but he probably wouldn�t allow the closeness that they shared now. And
that was the only thing keeping him even somewhat sane. He couldn�t bear it if
Yami shunned him.

�Uh-huh,
and what would be so complicated that you cannot tell me little one?� Atemu
continued to press.

With
a sigh Yugi attempted to come up with a topic that would throw his other half
off of what he was thinking � and he only halfway succeeded. ��Uh Yami�All of
our friends are now in couples. I mean there�s Anzu
and Duke, Jou and Kaiba, Bakura and Ryou, Malik and Marik, Tristan and
Serenity��

Atemu
wandered back up to the counter, wondering what this topic had to do with what
they were discussing, ruby eyes intent. When the boy fell silent, he nudged him
playfully with an elbow. �Go on, I�m listening.�

�How
come�I mean why haven�t you found anyone yet?� Yugi fiddled with his hands as
he spoke. �With all the admirers that you had when you first�� He trailed off,
not meaning to get into such an intimate discussion with his past � and current
� crush. Damn his one track mind!

But
he had to admit he was curious. By all rights Yami should have found someone to
share his life with by now. He couldn�t have been sitting around waiting for
him. Right?

�And
you�re wondering why I haven�t settled on any person in particular?� Atemu
finished for him, shifting uncomfortably against the counter.

The
former spirit sighed deeply. Once again he found himself out of his element as
far as Yugi was concerned. This was not exactly the topic he wanted to get into
with his little one when the boy was just beginning to heal � he was
uncomfortable with his own naivety as it was. If he told the truth it would
only serve to scare Yugi back into his shell. How to phrase it without making
his little one afraid of him? Without letting him know how ignorant he really
was about the subject in general.

The
older teen stalled for time to think as he walked around to the back side of
the counter, studying Yugi with flaming intensity. Why did his little one want
to know this? Could he finally remember the kiss that they had shared on that
fateful day?

Most
of the boy�s memories had returned already. If that one had as well, did Yugi
hate him for it? It was the whole reason the little one had been wandering
about, leading to his kidnapping.

Or
was there an altogether different reason for the inquiry?

�Yeah�I
was just wondering�� Yugi toed at a flaw in the carpet, refusing to look up.

�Aibou
look at me.� Atemu commanded gently, searching for clues in the amethyst depths
while he tried hard to keep his expression calm � to keep the color from his
face as he admitted his true feelings. �None of those admirers that you speak
of ever held my attention. Besides, you are my life. You saved me from my
imprisonment. I would be by your side no matter what.�

�No
matter�?� Yugi searched the other just as hard for clues to his response.

�Were
you�were you still missing I would still be searching. Were you still to be
locked inside your mind, I would remain by your bedside. Were they to pull the
plug; I would�willingly meet you on the other side. You obviously have no idea
how much you mean�to me.� Atemu pledged softly as he lovingly brushed a stray
lock of hair out of the smaller teen�s face.

The
younger teen reflected on the other�s response for a minute. It was as he
thought � Yami still assumed that he owed his life. But was that all? That
answer � there was something hidden beneath the beautiful words of their
existing partnership. His darkness wasn�t acting any different than he had
before. But something had changed. It showed in those chiseled, sun kissed
features. What was different?

Yugi
studied his darkness�s serious expression attentively. There was a barely
detectable hint of red blooming on that glorious, angular face. Was Yami
blushing? It was so hard to tell with the other�s naturally dark complexion.
The smaller teen looked a little harder.

Yeah,
Yami was blushing. Why? Why was this topic so hard for him to discuss? Was he hiding
something? Amethyst eyes wandered of those chiseled features to focus on
Atemu�s generous mouth, unable to move any further.

�But
that�s so unfair to you. You deserve a life of your own�� Yugi started,
attempting to focus on the discussion rather than on his darkness�s tempting
lips. If only he could�

Atemu
put a finger gently to the teen�s lips to forestall the rest of the comment. �I
don�t want one. I said it before. You are my life. I am happy where I am.�

Yugi
groaned soundlessly as he pondered the comment for a moment, the silky feeling
of his other�s finger distracting him and making it hard to form a coherent
thought. But eventually higher brain function kicked in once again and he
realized what the problem was.

Thinking
back to all the time spent with his darkness Yugi had trouble trying to come up
with a time that the former Pharaoh looked as ill at ease as he did now. The
darker teen had come close a couple of times when others went a little too far
with their flirting, but not to this degree.

It
was hard to tell if you didn�t know what to look for, but all the signs were
there. The stiff, unyielding posture, the tell-tale hesitance in what was
usually a very eloquent speaking voice. All were signs of the former Pharaoh�s
apprehension. With this topic.

Yugi
had a hard time equating his darkness with innocence, but now that he truly
thought about it there was this slightly naive quality to the royal teen�s way
of thinking. There always had been. The way the older teen would fidget when Bakura
and Ryou forgot that there were others in the room. The way he would quickly
change the subject if the discussion meandered towards a sexual undertone.

The
way he would look away quickly if Yugi happened to catch him watching.

Was
there the slightest possibility that Yami still felt the same way he did? And
if so, did the former spirit even recognize it for what it was? It was
something that he never would have thought about had he not seen lust in
various stages � that his other half could be that naive. But the notion
continued to stick in his head, forcing him to examine his distorted memories
of their time together since he left the hospital, looking for clues.

�Yami�have
you ever had sex?� Yugi blurted out before he could catch himself.

The
small teen clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. He couldn�t believe he had
just said that. What got into him?!

Atemu
jerked back wide eyed. He couldn�t believe his Aibou had just come right out
and asked that. But then again after what the boy had been through he supposed
it was bound to come up eventually. It was not a matter he was at ease with.
And it showed in his body language, as he stiffened up, folding his arms over
his chest. He took a deep, calming breath and tried to give an acceptable answer.

�Ah�I�no
Aibou. I�� Atemu stuttered truthfully, quietly � his eyes lighting anywhere but
on the young teen standing before him. �I�ve never had the privilege.� He
finished in a quiet voice.

Yugi�s
jaw dropped at the unexpected response. �Not even when you were Pharaoh?!�

Atemu
opened his mouth to explain that there had never been time to consummate a
relationship when he had ruled Egypt. But he never got the chance, for the
bell rang, indicating that they had a customer. With a grimace only Yugi could see
the royal teen turned to greet their visitor, a tiny smile plastered on his
face. They would have to finish this later. What a time for someone to walk
into the store!

�Welcome
to the Kame Game shop. How may I��

�We�ve
just received word that The King of Games is alive and back home again�and here
he is!� The reporter gushed as she spotted the smaller teen hidden behind his
larger double.

A
horde of reporters burst through the door just seconds after the first one,
each itching to catch a glimpse of the thought to be missing teen icon, all
vying for his attention with their tapes rolling and cameras flashing. In the
midst of it all sat Atemu and Yugi, both too stunned to move as they stared
back at the throngs of reporters that had invaded their home.

Another
reporter shoved the microphone in Yugi�s face. �How does it feel to finally be
home? Do you remember anything about where you were before you ended up at the
hospital�?�

�Were
you raped?� Another questioned randomly.

Yugi
looked up at Atemu, his eyes wide with fright. �I-I�� He stuttered as tears
appeared in his eyes.

Atemu
glanced back at his Aibou immediately realizing the danger. He quickly pulled
the boy behind him and out of the reporters� direct reach. His little one was
in tears already. Damn they didn�t need this! The traumatized teen was finally
getting to the point where he felt safe. They didn�t need another set back.

When
he had turned around earlier to greet their customer he wasn�t expecting the
circus of media that had invited themselves into their store, sniffing out a
story that he had thought was never to be told. Who the hell leaked?!

Springing
into action, the former Pharaoh pushed the boy through the door to the house.
�Call Kaiba now!� He hissed quietly so as not to alert the reporters. The door
automatically locked as soon as it shut, leaving him to deal with the
disappointed media�s questions concerning his Aibou�s
reappearance.

�I�m
sorry but Yugi is not in the condition to answer your questions right now. I�m
going to have to ask that you leave the premises.� Atemu commanded as he began
to push through the throngs of people crowded into the game shop. �I will have
a statement within the hour. But for now I ask that you respect our privacy.�

�Who
are you? Are you Yugi�s brother�?�

Atemu
flinched at the cruel, but believable comment.

��We�ve
been told that Yugi Motou is not mentally fit to exist in society. Do you have
a response to that?� One of the bolder reporters stuffed a mic
in his face.

Atemu
turned an intense, deadly glare on the man. �Who would dare speak such lies!?�

�At his enraged question the rest of the
reporters pounced on him, each eager for sound bites and quotes for their editors.
They threw question after question at him, irritating the former monarch even
further. This went on for what seemed like hours until Kaiba stepped through
the door, Jou following close behind.

�Everybody
out!� Seto shouted to be heard above the din. �The police are on their way! I
would suggest leaving the property or spend the night in jail for trespassing!�

While
Kaiba was busy pushing the horde of nosy reporters out the door, Jou grabbed
Atemu and shepherded him towards the back of the shop and away from prying eyes
and cameras. The smaller teen�s furious coloring had yet to fade from his
features and the blonde was worried about what had been revealed in his
discussion with the media. Whatever it was, it had infuriated the former
Pharaoh.

Atemu
took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to relieve
the pressure of the oncoming headache. �Yugi was able to get a hold of you?�

�Not
that I know of.� Jou answered. �We came as soon as we saw the story broadcast
on TV��

�What
did you tell them?� Seto questioned as he locked the door and flipped the sign
to closed.

He
listened closely to the reply before rounding on the smaller teen �Damn Atemu,
you know they�re going to twist your words around to suit their needs! From now
on you let the lawyer speak for you.�

�I
told them the truth!� Atemu shot back. �If they cannot handle it that is not my
fault. Yugi doesn�t need them!�

Atemu
angrily punched the code into the panel by the door and threw open the door,
stalking into the house, leaving the other two teens to make their own way in.
Jou went around to each window and shut the curtains to keep out the curious
reporters that were still milling around the grounds, all the while giving a
running commentary on the interview that had been broadcast all over their
city.

While
Jou was catching Atemu up on their dire circumstances Kaiba pulled his cell
phone out of his pocket and began issuing orders to his men to once again keep
watch on the house. He ended the call only to contact his lawyer to draft up a
statement to the press, as he thought over all of the complications that may
arise as a result of the former psychiatrist�s loud mouth.

As
soon as Atemu caught up on all that was going on he excused himself and raced
directly up the stairs and into their room, expecting to find Yugi huddled
under the covers. Which was exactly what he found. He hurried over to the bed
and unwrapped the small, shivering form buried beneath the sea of blankets.

�Oh
Aibou�I am sorry.� He whispered as he drew the sobbing teen onto his lap. �I
should have made you stay in the house. It�s too soon for you to face the
public. And now that the media�s involved I do not want you out of this house
at all! I�ll just hire someone to watch my shift.�

What
the former Pharaoh didn�t want to say was that there was a good chance that the
teen�s kidnappers would come back around. He didn�t want to worry the little
one any more than necessary. He was worried enough for the both of them.

�Please�I-I
don�t want�you need to go to work�� Yugi protested tearfully.

�No
I don�t little one. Do not concern yourself over our financial state.� Atemu
replied softly, stroking the teen�s hair. �We will be alright.�

�Oh,
okay.�

Yugi
calmed considerably at the gentle touch, believing his other half�s words. He
leaned into Yami�s soothing motions, closing his eyes
with a sniffle. What he wouldn�t give to be pure again, to erase the harsh
memories of his imprisonment that haunted his every thought. To be able to
enjoy his darkness� attentions for what they were.

He
knew now that Yami cared for him deeply. But did his darkness desire him as
well? That was the question. He knew what he needed, what he wanted from the
gorgeous, commanding former Pharaoh, but did the other want it too? So many
what-ifs passed his thoughts, touching his mind only briefly, almost too
briefly for him to catch. If only there was a way to find out without ruining
their relationship.

�All
better now?� Atemu whispered huskily.

Yugi
nodded curtly, agitated, and pushed away from the darker teen in order to let
him up. He paced the length of the room restlessly, dashing the moisture from
his eyes. The very idea that his darkness might see something worthwhile in him
was tearing him apart. He needed someone to love him, to touch him�And he
needed that someone to be Yami.

The
only person who could ever understand him, who truly knew who he was.

But
he wasn�t fit to even lick the other�s boots. His darker half was so dignified,
so sophisticated � yet so pure despite his origins. And he was truly nothing
more than an out of work whore. It was all he would ever be. It wasn�t up to
him to taint that purity.

But
he needed Yami so badly. He needed to feel the darker teen�s powerful hands on
his body, to taste those tempting lips, to�

�I�m
going to talk with Seto and Jou. I will be back in a couple of minutes at the
most. Your time is up little one. It is time to talk about this. I will not
allow you to keep this bottled up any longer�This�It�s not good for you.� Atemu
stated softly, bringing Yugi�s startled amethyst gaze back to his.

They
stared at each other, frozen, for a moment before darker teen hopped up and
made to leave the room.

Atemu
jumped from the bed and crossed to the door. He needed to get out of that room.
He couldn�t be alone with his little one like this. Just seeing that tormented,
vulnerable look in the little one�s eyes was driving him mad. He wanted so
desperately to lean down and kiss those tears away. To claim those trembling
lips in a fiery kiss. To replace the agonizing nightmares with glorious dreams
of the two of them together.

He
shook his head vehemently. What the hell was he thinking?!!! This was his Aibou
he was thinking of in that way! He
needed to get the hell out of this room! Now! They could talk about this after
he dealt with the media and cleared his head.

His
first priority was Yugi�s health, both physical and mental. And that came
before his feelings, before his urges. He needed to get his head back together
before he did something they would both regret.

The
former Pharaoh barely made it to the door before he found himself spun around
and not so much thrown against it as pressed firmly back into it by a pair of
small, but insistent hands. His breath caught in his throat as a pair of soft
lips sought out the bare skin on his neck.

�Aibou�Yugi,
what�?� He breathed, instantly forgetting the question as soon as one of those
talented hands massaged the front of his jeans.

�Shhh�relax Yami. I�ll take care of you.� Yugi replied
huskily as he tugged at the hem of the other�s shirt, giving him access to the
bronze skin beneath.

Atemu
gasped softly, squirming as one of the soft, pale hands found their way up
under his shirt to tease at the sensitive skin underneath before running around
the waistband of his jeans. Was this�a dream? He had never felt anything so
intense, so pleasurable. Ruby eyes fluttered shut as Yugi eagerly molested the
skin that was within his easy reach.

The
small teen glanced up at his darker half�s glazed expression as he slid to his
knees, taking the zipper that held the tight black jeans together with him on
his way down. A hitch in Yami�s breathing told him
that the other was not unaffected. Sliding a slender hand inside the parted
material he fondled the darker teen�s growing length gently.

The
petite, amethyst eyed teen knew exactly what lust looked like; he had seen it
many times over the past couple of years. And depending on who the look came
from it either scared the hell out of him or thrilled him right down to his
toes. More so the former than the latter. But this�

The
longer he thought on his darkness�s attitude the more the pieces fell into
place. And the longer he mused on the other�s secretive glances and stuttering
replies to his questions earlier�well, there was almost a yearning quality to
those exotic scarlet eyes whenever their eyes would first meet. But whatever
was there was always quickly camouflaged behind a look of compassion, so he had
not been quite sure. Until now.

The
look that Yami had just given him as he went to walk out of the room was filled
with blatant desire and longing. And that scorching gaze burned him pleasantly
right down to his toes.

Yugi
realized that he wanted to do something about it. It wasn�t like Yami was just
another client � no, this was the one person he�d had a crush on for the past
four years � the one who he fantasized about each time he was violated. The one
who was by his side from the moment he woke up, helping him learn to live.

His
savior, his hero�his Yami.

This
was his other half and if this was what Yami wanted then he would make it the
best experience he possibly could. It was time he paid his crush back for all
the strength and support � the only way he knew how.

Yugi
continued to fondle Atemu�s hardening length with one hand, keeping the other
teen pleasantly occupied so he could wriggle the tight jeans down his hips
until the large, swollen erection popped free right in front of his nose.

�Aibou�wha�?�

Atemu
couldn�t form a rational thought through the haze of pleasure that was clouding
his mind. His body writhed against the hand that was pleasuring him so
skillfully. No one had ever touched him in such a manner. All the times he had
dreamed about it � none of them held a candle to the reality.

Yugi
eyed the perfectly formed erection in front of his face as he continued to
stroke gently. He had seen many of these in his time in The House. They came in all shapes, sizes and colors. This one he was
currently teasing was perfectly shaped if a little on the larger, heavier side,
but no flaw or imperfection could be seen.

He
opened his mouth to taste the pre-cum that was in danger of leaking off the end.
Flicking his tongue at it he tasted the salty fluid, giving a quick kiss to the
tip in retreat. Atemu�s barely formed words turned into a near silent moan as
he shuddered at the action. His darkness was like putty in his hands as he
writhed against the door, his breathing erratic and heavy, those exotic eyes
closed in pure pleasure.

The
small teen pulled the tip into his mouth, humming softly. As he did so Atemu
trembled violently, arching away from the door with a silent scream.

�St�st�� The former Pharaoh�s half formed thought was lost in a
wordless moan as he shivered in delight. �Yu�Aibou�pl-please�don�t�ah��

Atemu�s
gasp turned into a hoarse, choked shout as Yugi took his entire length into his
warm, moist mouth. Oh gods he had never imagined�

With
his last ounce of control the former Pharaoh grasped the younger teen by his
shoulders and�

�And
pushed him away?! Yugi couldn�t believe it! He thought that this was what Yami
wanted. Could he have mistaken the look in his darkness�s eyes that badly? Or
was it because he was nothing but a whore? What did he do wrong?!

Tears
welled up in the petite teen�s eyes, spilling over his lashes as he sat on the
floor. �Ya-mi�?�

Atemu
stuffed himself back into his painfully tight pants and collapsed bonelessly to the floor, his breathing still fiercely
affected by what the other had done to him. He snatched Yugi up into his arms
as he tried to catch his breath, holding tightly as the smaller teen squirmed
to get out of his grasp.

�P-please�don�t
hate me�I-I�m�I�m sorry�I thought�� Yugi sobbed as he tried to twist out of the
iron tight grip. He didn�t want to look up and see hatred in those exotic
rubies. He couldn�t bear it if Yami were to look at him in disgust. Oh god why
did he have to do that? Why couldn�t he have just left well enough alone?

�Stop
Aibou��Atemu commanded gently, stilling the smaller teen�s struggles with the
tone of his voice. He brought a hand up to caress the boy�s face. �This is not
what I want from you. This is a conditioned response. You are reacting to my
wants, my desires.�

Yugi
glanced up cautiously only to be caught in the fervent devotion that was all
but obvious in the warm crimson depths. He could drown in the turbulent
emotions evident in those gorgeous eyes. How had he not noticed that before?

Atemu
shifted his position to heft Yugi further up onto his lap so as not to let the
boy know exactly how badly he was affected by the advances, refusing to break
eye contact with the mortified teen. He was so hard it was painful! But he
didn�t want this yet. Not now, not like this. This wasn�t the Yugi he knew. And
it was time Yugi realized it.

�Then
what�� Yugi started tearfully.

But
the question was silenced as a pair of feather soft, questing lips descended
onto his. The small teen bit back a moan of approval as Atemu�s tongue
requested entrance into his mouth. He leaned into the heart stopping kiss,
opening his mouth to allow the other entry. When he did Atemu hungrily mapped
out the warm, moist cavity, enticing his tongue into play.

Their
breath intertwined as the darker teen took control of the kiss, gently
demanding that Yugi comply with his intentions, which was something the smaller
teen was more than willing to do as he breathed in the other�s bold,
intoxicating scent.

Yugi
molded his body flush against Atemu�s, silently begging for more, wrapping his
arms around muscular shoulders for balance. Never before had he been kissed
like this! This was�this was heaven! Time ceased to exist as the two explored
each other�s boundaries, expressing their feelings with their hands and their
lips. Words were the furthest thing from their minds.

Finally
gathering the will to break the powerful kiss, the former Pharaoh leaned his
forehead against Yugi�s, breathing heavily. �This is all I ask of you Aibou.
And it is up to you if you want to give it. I will never ask for more than you
want to give. I have loved you before I knew who we were.�

Yugi
opened his mouth to speak, but a gentle, teasing finger was once again held to
his lips, averting his comment.

��I
don�t want the conditioned responses that you learned in that place. Shortly, I
don�t want sex�� Atemu stated firmly but quietly, caressing the teen�s lips
lovingly with his fingertips. �At least not until it is no longer just a
response � you trying to please me. I know you are not ready to take that step
yet. And neither am I. When we finally make love that is what we will be doing.
Not just you handing over your body for me to use.�

�But�I
don�t know if�I don�t know if I can�It�s all I know�� Yugi trailed off
tearfully as he hung his head shamefully.

Atemu
tipped the teen�s face up to meet his gaze. �Shhhh
little one, you needn�t worry about something so trivial. We will learn
together. I love you Aibou. I always have, always will.�

Yugi
slowly digested the information. The one person he�d had a crush on for ever
had just admitted his love. Crystalline drops slid down his cheeks to fall
soundlessly to the carpet as he buried his face in the darker teen�s shirt. He
wasn�t worthy of his Yami�s love. His body he could
give. After so long of earning his keep on his back the small teen was quite
sure that he wasn�t good enough for his beautiful darkness.

But
the knowledge wouldn�t keep him from trying to be.

�Oh
Yami�I�� The petite teen sobbed brokenly as Atemu enveloped him in a crushing
embrace.

�It
will be okay Aibou. Please, believe in this, believe in us.� Atemu implored,
his eyes misting over at the forlorn expression on the boy�s angelic features.

Yugi
broke down at the dark teen�s whispered plea, huge sobs wracking his body as he
tried to come up with a reason the other would care so much.

Atemu
cried right along with him, knowing that this relationship would not be easy on
either of them, but hoping that he could set right some of the wrong done to
this small, angelic being that depended on him for a chance at a real life -
and real love.

After
the moment passed, the younger teen whispered quietly, his words almost lost in
Atemu�s shirt. �How did you end up the innocent one of the two of us?�

��I am far from innocent little one.� Atemu
sighed as he smoothed the smaller teen�s hair in gentle motions. Yugi snorted
in disbelief. �It�s the truth little one. So honestly neither of us can lay
claim to that description. It does not matter. I assure you that no matter what
you have been through I will always love you. None of that was your fault.
Please�you need to let me in. You need to talk to someone about what happened.
Let me be that person.�

Yugi
took a deep breath as he thought over the plea those words held, chewing on the
inside of his lip as he debated his options. He couldn�t continue to hide this.
It was tearing him apart. And it was tearing Yami apart, which was the last
thing he wanted to do. His other half had always been there for him.

He
couldn�t tear his gaze away from those pleading ruby eyes. Yugi took a deep
breath. It was now�or never. �I�they�they gr-grabbed
me that day�when I was�� Tearfully the boy began to recount some of his disappearance,
starting with what he could recall of the day he was taken.

He
refused to look at his darkness as he told his tale, his hands clenching
tightly in Atemu�s shirt. And he didn�t tell all of it, he couldn�t. But it
didn�t matter, it was a start. And with every word that he spoke, every tear
that he shed, the gaping wounds in his heart began to close, to heal, even if
it was only ever so slightly.

Atemu
listened intently to the haunting story his little one wove. A truly deplorable
account of heartbreak and pain, of shame and terror. What he heard shocked and
appalled him, reducing him to tears as he heard the boy�s whispered torment.

The
former Pharaoh closed his eyes against the tears that were rolling down his
face, wrapping his arms around the shaken boy, pulling him closer. Never again!
He would find whoever was responsible for the boy�s condition and make them pay
for the ill they had done. It was his last promise before he tucked Yugi into
bed, assuring the teen that he would return after dealing with Seto and Jou.

As
he closed the door behind him Atemu�s first thought was that perhaps the media
coverage was a good thing.

Ruby
eyes glowed with malicious intent. It might give them a shot at finding his Aibou�s kidnappers, before they struck again � as he and
the others figured they would. It was all he could hope � to set right this
wrong done to his little one. To rid the world of those willing to cause pain
to such an angelic, innocent being.

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