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Let me be with you	By : PixieDust291 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1709 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Let me be with you
Chapter ten

By Pixiedust291

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                He invited Yugi into his arms, and positioned the boy on his lap, so they were in a comfortable position. Yugi’s face lit up in delight, his cheeks slightly pink as he wrapped his slender arms around Yami’s neck. Yami submerged himself in Yugi’s scent. He let his lips trail over the velvety skin; over his forehead, the bridge of his nose, then his cheek, before he stopped and pressed his own lips to Yugi’s pink ones. Their mouths molded to one another, so hot and soft. Yami reveled in how Yugi’s body felt against his, so small and cuddly. Everything about Yugi was so cute. They kissed for what seemed like forever, each enjoying the passion the other was giving. Yugi’s hand traveled up Yami’s shirt, and began to caress a nipple. Yami moaned into the boy’s mouth as he felt the pink nub becoming hard. Yugi lifted Yami’s shirt over his head. The feather-light touches were making both of their bodies tingle and burn with need.

                Unfortunately for Yami, his mind chose that moment to remind him that he still had not told Yugi the truth about what he was. He mentally cursed himself, and contemplated telling the boy later, but his stupid morals won in the end. He broke the kiss. “Yugi, there’s something you should know.”

                Yugi decided that if he couldn’t have the succulent lips, then he would continue his ministrations on the man’s cheeks and neck. “Hmmm?”

                “It’s about you, or what you are, rather. So, can you stop just for a minute?”

                Yugi halted, and looked at Yami, exasperated. “You know, this whole ‘Let’s do it. No, I’m not ready yet’ thing is getting really old.”

                Yami smiled comfortingly. “I’m not saying no. I just feel you should know something first.” He winked “And I am and was always ready.”

                Yugi shrugged. “Okay, but please make it short. I’m desperate,” he nearly whined. For emphasis, he placed Yami’s palm on the strained fabric at his groin.

                Yami blushed, and tried to clear his mind. “Y-you remember that day we went to talk to Yusai?”

                “Yeah?”

                “Well, I did find out some information from him that day. It seems you’re not really a persocom at all, but more like a human-android-type thing.”

                Yugi stared at Yami. “I’m a what?”

                “I believe he said you were a human with machine capabilities. I suppose that is a better way to say it. I was told by Yusai that you are called a Steel Angel.”

                Yugi tilted his head to one side. “So, I’m not a computer, I’m a human with computer abilities.”

                “Yes, that’s why you’re able to have emotions, and yet, you still have the floppy-computer-ear thing.” Yugi looked puzzled by this information, rather than comforted or happy. “What’s wrong?”

                “If I’m a computer that is also human, then how do you explain that thing with Jonouchi?”

                “What thing?”

                “Jonouchi was able to access files from me, yet Yusai couldn’t. When Jonouchi hooked Dark Magician Girl up to me, it was like searing pain was shooting through my entire body. But when Yusai hooked me up to his laptop, I didn’t feel a thing. And Yusai’s laptop showed that I had no memory data. So, if that’s true, what were those pictures that Jonouchi found? Don’t you see, Yami? If I am part computer and part human, then what is my memory? For if I have a computer memory, Yusai should have been able to find files, and he couldn’t. If I have a human memory, then Jonouchi should not have been able to find files, but he did.” Yami blinked, Yugi’s meaning slowly sinking into his brain. Yugi had to be a computer, because Jonouchi was able to access files. He also had a USB connector inside his ear, and Yugi had started working the moment Yami kissed him, not to mention that the blond had immediately fallen in love with him. Human beings didn’t do those things. Yet, Yugi had emotions, seemed to have no computer-like memory data, and was able to eat food. So, that showed that Yugi was human. Yami clutched his head. It was like something proved one thing, and another would prove something else. He wished he had asked Yusai many more questions, so that way he and Yugi would have some answers. Just how much of Yugi was machine or human? “How are Steel Angels made?”

                Yugi’ question brought Yami out of his thoughts. “What?”

                “How are Steel Angels made?” Yugi reiterated with a determined look.

                Yami bit his lip, wondering if he should tell Yugi. He shook his head. Keeping that kind of information from someone was beyond cruel. “He said that to make a Steel Angel a human body was needed.” Yami said. Yugi began to shiver atop him as tear came to his eyes. Yami ran a hand up an down the boy’s back “Hey, it’ll be alright.” He moved Yugi off of him as he stood “How about I go make you some milk with honey?” Just as he reached the kitchen, a loud explosion blew the front door off its hinges and into the living room. The small apartment filled with a thick, gray smoke, and Yami found himself coughing and his eyes gushing tears. His body felt sapped of strength, and he could barely see his own hand in front of his face. He managed to crawl back to the couch, and was relieved when he felt Yugi’s arms twine around his shoulders. Through watery eyes, Yami saw a team of men in black suits with masks on enter the room. They held what looked to be guns with metal spikes on the end. Before Yami could even speak, a man grabbed Yugi by the arm, and hauled him away. Yugi thrashed wildly as he screamed. “Yugi!” Yami yelled, and reached out for the boy, only to be restrained by two other men in black. Yugi, who was struggling against his captor’s grip, sharply turned his torso, laying his fist into one of the men’s faces. The boy spun, kicked, and attacked like he was some sort of Jackie Chan duplicate, making some of the men in black back off. Yami looked on in dismay, as his cries and struggles grew more frantic. Yugi turned and looked at Yami, amethyst eyes wide with terror and what looked like determination. One man walked up to the boy. Yugi shifted his stance, and looked like he was ready to leap, when the member spoke.

                “283!70*hgcat643.”

                Yugi stopped, convulsed in sharp spasms, and collapsed to the floor, unconscious. Yami turned his body roughly to the side, and sank his teeth into his captor’s arm. The man yelled, and released him. Yami hit the ground, and immediately tried to stand, only to receive several searing jolts to his side and spine. He collapsed to the floor, jerking. Every nerve of his body felt wracked with intense pain. He moved his head to one side, and blinked. He saw the men putting Yugi in a black body bag. “N-no,” Yami gasped.

                “Well, at least we have the Millennium Puzzle back,” came a voice. With his mind in a fog Yami barley registered the words he said.

                “Yeah, and at a good time, too. The company’s starting to get really impatient about our new model, and so far, the Millennium Puzzle’s been the only model to survive.”

                “Yes, he’s the only model we have that we can collect data from and duplicate.”

                “What should we do with this guy?”

                “Leave him, but wipe his memory. We don’t need some love struck punk following the boy everywhere. And clean this mess up, too.”

                “But, he has been around him for some time. He’s probably contributed to the Millennium Puzzle’s data collection. Superior, perhaps we should—”

                “What would you have me do, Marik? Give the boy a fucking trophy? I couldn’t care less what information he has given the brat that will help us in our completion of our project. Just do your job.”

                Marik knelt down in front of Yami’s vision, and pressed a black device with a purple ball to his head. “Sorry, but this is for your own good.” Marik pushed the button, and Yami’s eyes bulged before closing soundly. He set Yami’s sleeping head down, and gave a hand motion for the men around him to get to work. He turned to leave, but halted when he saw Mokuba at the door.

                “What are you doing here?” Mokuba said venomously.

                “I should be the one asking questions. Why didn’t you inform the company of the Millennium Puzzle’s whereabouts?” Marik asked.

                “I was going to, but when Yami started asking questions, I too grew curious about what exactly you were doing. And now that I know, I don’t agree with what you murderers are doing at all.”

                Marik sighed. “Neither do I, but I myself have no choice in the matter. They track my every move just to make sure I don’t tell. If I ever do, then I’ll die, and my body will be used.”

                “I’m going to inform my brother. I’m sure what the company is doing violates many persocom manufacturing laws.”

                Marik’s eyes narrowed. Two men came up behind Mokuba. “I’m sorry. I don’t think I can let you do that.”
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