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3. Pranks Candles
~Arguments begin to arise as the night of the party is completely in the open, making blames begin to fly around. Now their friendship is in serious danger but that’s nothing when Ryou finds out what Seto did to Bakura. One pissed yami coming up!~
It had only been a few days after the party and everyone was beginning to act strangely. Yami sed sed to come out of the Puzzle whenever Joey was around and refused to talk to his light who was becoming increasing worried about him; Tristen would flinch every time Yugi touched him even if it was just a light pat on his shoulder; Seto locked himself in his office refusing to see anyone, even Mokuba; Joey was just confused about the entire thing; Bakura would end up staring into space for long periods of time just thinking about something; both Mokuba and Yugi were getting very worried; Duke was just as confused as Joey; and Keith… well, he was being himself. The group tried to get on with their lives but it was becoming increasingly difficult. All anyone knew was that the tension between the friends was about to snap.
Bakura could only continue to look out the window a bit sadly, blinking pearly white strands from his eyes as he rested his head on his arms tiredly. For the past half hour he just sat there on the edge of the sofa, looking out the window with his arms folded on the back and his face resting in the crook of his arm but he wasn’t watching anything in particular. He was just letting his thought wander but they always drifted back to one thought. More like one man in particular.
Seto Kaiba.
A pink hue came to his cheeks as he shifted where he sat and picked up the remote once again, flipping the channels until he stopped on some Discovery show about the animals of Africa and their mating habits.
‘Mating habits. Oh god why this?’ he thought to himself but set the remote next to him and pulled one of his legs to his chest, resting his chin on bended knee as he tried to focus on the show but it wasn’t working. ‘I wish I knew what I said but Seto won’t say anything… Did I do something to offend him? Was he repulsed in someway? Does he even care about me?’ He chewed on his lip before snatching the remote once more and settled on some music videos; but through it all he couldn’t stop these questions running through his head. He was so deep in thought he never noticed that he was softly crying before he slowly laid down and was fast asleep.
Ryou closed the front door behind him and tossed his jacket in the hall closet. “Well that was fun,” he said in a low growl as he went into the kitchen to make himself something to eat. Soon he had a sandwich, some chips, and a soda as he made his way to the living room. He said nothing to his light as he plopped down on the armchair and began eating. He was already half-way through with his sandwich when he realized that Bakura never greeted him as he always did and he knew that he saw him when he came in. Looking over he saw that he practically lying over the arm of the sofa with one arm pillowed under his hand and looking so angelic. He would have smiled if it was in his nature but it wasn’t so he just stuffed the rest of his food into his mouth, swallowed it and made his way over to the sofa. He looked at his lighter half for a few minutes before gathering him into his arms and carried him up to his room.
In the beginning he had abused the young man but after the banishment to the Shadow realm the second (or was it third?) time by the former pharaoh Yugi-Oh he had been released from his prison on the condition that if he ever hurt Bakura in anyway there would be hell to pay. He promised and only then realized that this fragile boy had pleaded with Yami to bring him back, that he had forgiven him for every wrong deed he had ever done to him. He never raised a hand at him but he did tease him time to time as well yell but knew when to draw the line. If there was one thing he still couldn’t stand though it was tears.
Bakura wordlessly curled against his chest once he was picked up, resting his head against his darker half’s shoulder so his face was almost hidden from view by his hair. Normally his yami wouldn’t let him act so loving or close like this but he let it slide. In fact, it did feel kinda nice. The tears from earlier had dried on his cheeks for his dream earlier had been of Seto walking away from him, calling him weak and worthless then he was gratefully when it shifted to darkness. Now he was back but this time he imagined it was the blue eyed CEO carrying him off to his room. A small smile grace his angelic features that slowly he reached up to wrap his arms around the other man’s neck, burying his face into the warm skin.
Ryou nearly dropped him but instead tighten his grip on him. A strange and nearly forgotten emotion began stirring in his body. Sighing deeply he slowly went up the stairs, arms tightening around the pale youth known as his hikari, his light half of his soul. For some reason he began to remember the times he had been so hard to him, constantly yelling how weak he was, nearing dislocating his arm from his shoulder, and practically tried to kill him but soon enough the pharaoh, his light, and the others were able to put two and two together. The next thing he knew he was back in the Shadow Realm, trying vainly to escape the Reaper of the Cards. According to the others he was there just for an hour or two at the most due to having beaten Bakura into an unconscious state but when he woke up he begged for Yami to bring him back. He was surprised as anyone else but he was brought back, still shaking from meeting the Reaper once more. Since then he had lighten up quite a bit, never raising a hand at him and didn’t yell him but he tease his light time to time. His only reason for acting so hard on him was that the boy was too soft for his own good that he thought he was trying to help. He was the same way and similar methods were used on him but things just turned out differently.
Sighing deeply he pushed the bedroom door open the closed it behind them, making his way towards the bed and carefully laid his aibou on the bed.
‘Aibou?’ he thought to himself and as silent as he could, sat next to him. ‘…I never thought I would call him that… I’m getting sentimental as that damn pharaoh.’ He snorted mentally but the more he looked at the young man the less he became repulsed by the idea. Being a cold-hearted ass had gotten him no where except to make enemies so what was the harm in letting someone see past his icy exterior? ‘So I don’t get hurt,’ he argued with the tiny voice of reason in his head.
Bakura just continued to sleep onward, shifting on the bed so he lay curled up on his side, a hand curled up next to his face that just seemed to make him look more innocent. Ryou looked down at him, amazed that after all the hell he put him through and the final duels against Marik when he lost his soul he still held onto that innocence and purity that just seemed so natural. Reaching out he tucked a strand of silken hair behind his ear and allowed his fingertips to caress the flawless skin before the phone downstairs jarred him back to reality. But the young man had been awake when he felt a rough hand very lightly caress his face.
“Ra be damned I'm coming!” the former thief yelled as he grabbed the phone. “What?!?”
“Ryou keep your damn down!!” Yami irritated voice came over the other line. “Look, I need someone to talk to and for some delusional reason I called you.”
“Oh what an honor to be talking to the almighty pharaoh,” he said sarcastically. “Why in the name of the Underworld made you call me and not your light or one of his pathetic friends?”
“Because it’s about one of them.” That made him stop in his insults and draw a thoughtful look on his face. Yami took it as a sign to continue and took a deep breath. “Do you remember anything about the night of Mokuba’s party? I mean anything out of the ordinary?”
“I woke up in the bathroom with a hangover that felt like you let your army march through my skull,” he snapped but leaned against the wall. “I don’t remember much between like my tenth cup of punch and waking up in the bathroom. Why?”
“Does Bakura remember anything? Like what he did or such?”
“Haven’t asked.”
“Has anyone else called about the party?”
“Just you.”
“… I see.”
“Okay Yami something is up. You don’t play Twenty Questions unless something is on your mind and even then you always turn to Yugi and the others. What’s w?”
?”
“That night you weren’t the only one who had too much to drink. Joey, Yugi, Bakura, Keith, and Duke were all drunk as well. So when night rolled around Kaiba allowed each of us a room to stay in for the night so the rest of us who were drunk helped carried the drunk ones to bed. And… I slept with one of them.”
It took the tomb raider a minute to figure it out but he allowed a grin to practically split his face. “Finally you got the balls and took that light of yours!”
“It wasn’t Yugi,” came the growled response. How could he even think of him taking advantage of him like that?!
“Okay okay don’t get your hackles up. Let me think… Bandit Keith I seriously doubt you would be that desperate. Duke seems like a possibility but last I remember he was trying to beat a video game and refused to move. Don’t you dare tell me you fuck my light, pharaoh!!”
“I didn’t.”
“Good. But there’s no one else except for… Oh Anubis.”
“Yes… I did.”
“You slept with WHEELER?!?!?!” came the shrieked reply. Around the corner of the hallway Bakura almost fell but quickly caught himself and tried to calm his racing heart, edging closer to listen in on the conversation without being seen.
“You think I feel good about it?! He’s Yugi’s best friend and I took advantage of him!!”
“What the hell were you thinking?!”
“I didn’t plan it you know!!”
“Well you sure as hell didn’t stop it either!”
“God damnit don’t you think I know that?! And before you begin to chew me out I suggest you talk to Kaiba about taking advantage of your light!! Not all of us can be saints like you!!” the former king shrieked back at him. Pulling the phone back he slammed it down as hard as he could on the receiver. He looked up only to lookthe the startled gaze of one, Joey Wheeler.
“Yami? Pharaoh?!” No answer that he swore a dozen curses under his breathe as he slammed the pone down as well but something he said made him stop short.
“…I suggest you talk to Kaiba about taking advantage of your light…”
“He wouldn’t dare…” But what if he did? “Bakura… Bakura! I want to ask you-” he stopped as he turned to go upstairs only to find his light sitting at the bottom of the steps, head bowed and shoulders shaking ever so lightly. But before he could open his mouth his lighter half began speaking.
“I heard what Yami said right now and yes. Seto Kaiba did sleep with me. I didn’t mean for it to happen but he helped me upstairs and then into one of the bedrooms that everything was happening so fast!” he sobbed softly, hugging his knees tightly to his chest. “I'm so sorry Ryou… Ryou?” Looking up he saw no sign of his darker half. Just an open front door…
No matter how hard he tried to stay busy it wasn’t working. While his hands stayed busy with signing documents his mind was left to wander to thoughts and images he wished he could keep hidden. Sighing Seto set his pen down and leaned back in his chair. Why the hell did he do that? He should have stopped but he didn’t. He had to admit Bakura was a good looking boy but sleeping with him when he was drunk…
~The only good thing is that Ryou doesn’t know about it,~ he thought to himself, for the moment feeling safe.
“Sir you can’t go in there!!
“Get out of my way woman or I’ll throw you out the window!”
~That voice…~
“Security we have an intruder!!”
“Alright sir hold it right there! You’re under arrest for trespassing!”
“For the love of Amun Ra, move already!!! I have business with Kaiba!!”
“He’s not expecting you and you don’t have an appointment!!”
“I SAID GET THE HELL OUT OF MY WAY!!!!!!!” A powerful blast filled the foyer of the office just outside the door and screams of terror were heard. Seto just sat there in his chair, even as his doors were kicked open ruthlessly and the dark spirit of the Millennium Ring stormed in. Behind him he saw that several of his monsters had come alive and were keeping the security away from him even as he marched right to his desk and stared him in the face.
“You and I need a talk. Right here, right now,” he growled angrily.
“I can already guess what it’s about. Call off your monsters and I’ll call off my guards,” he said calmly but deep in his chest his heart began to race.
“… You first.”
“Mr. Kaiba!!” he secretary called out to him before screaming in fear as the Man-Eater Bug snapped at her.
“Call off the security and cancel all my appointments and meetings for today. Now!” The woman meekly nodded and did so. The office was almost empty except him Ryou and himself. The thief didn’t move from his position but telling the monsters to return he pocketed the cards and continued to glare at him ruthlessly.
“Then it’s true. You took advantage of Bakura that night of Mokuba’s birthday.”
“I didn’t take advantage of him, he wanted it!”
“He was drunk he didn’t know what he wanted! That gave you no right to do that!”
“I'm surprise you haven’t taken him yourself,” came the muttered response and the next thing Seto knew he was sprawled on the floor, a shooting pain on the left side of his jaw and a heavy weight pinning his body down. He could taste blood and looked into the furious gaze of the tomb raider as he was pulled into a sitting position by his shirt.
“I may have done a lot of terrible things in the past and to my hikari but raping him is one thing I would never do!! That’s how my mother died, to protect me but it wasn’t enough because I was raped as soon as I was alone!!” he screamed at him, not caring or noticing as bitter hot tears ran down his face, fingers flexing on the dark blue silk.
“Raping an innocent is one of the worse sins because not only do you take away that person’s virginity but you also take with them a part of their heart and soul… especially if it was someone you damn well trusted. But even if you said was true, how do you know Bakura wasn’t aware of what was going on? How do you know he didn’t know what happened that night? How do you think he feels right now?”
The words slowly began to sink in, making his icy blue gaze blink at him stupidly for a moment or two. “He never said anything…” he whispered in a low voice.
“What the hell do you want him to say?! Because of your damn reputation and from what I felt from him he feel feels like he’s just another notch on your belt!” Growling he slammed him back on the floor, smirking at the satisfaction of hearing the back of his skull connected with the polished tiles before getting up. “Listen to me closely Seto Kaiba… I may not admit it but I care about Bakura and I swear here and now if anyone hurts him I will make them pay. And you hurt him in the worse possible way. If I even sense that you’ve been near him not only will I send your soul to the Shadow Realm but I’ll make sure the Reaper of the Cards tracks your rich ass down and places you in a grave like he did to me. Except this time no one will help you out.” Glaring down at him hatefully he turned and stomped out of the office and straight to the elevator. The last thing he saw before the metal doors slid shut was a pair of very surprised blue eyes looking at him.
“So… that wasn’t just a wet dream I was having…” Joey couldn’t help but laugh weakly as he rubbed his eyes with his hand before running it through the thick mass of dark blonde hair and settled on the back of his neck. “I just have to ask, were you ever planning on telling me the truth?”
“… At first I was just hoping that everyone would forget but I should have known better. I was going to tell you but not so loudly,” Yami explained in a meek voice which was highly unlike him. After the two of them had gotten over the initial shock the dark one invited the blonde inhe lhe living room and so they had sat there in silence for about ten minutes before Joey asked what really happened. Yami told him briefly that he had gotten very drunk and helped him to the bedroom to sleep it off. One thing led to another and they had sex. He had actually been expecting the young teenager to get angry or hit him but he was so calm about it.
“Joey, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to betray you like that and I don’t know what got over me but I should have stopped it! You’re Yugi’s best friend but I think of you as a friend as well but I can understand if you never want to see me again or-”
“Yami.
“Yes?”
“Shut up.” He couldn’t help but bite histom tom lip as dark amber gold eyes opened up to look at him. “First of all… I trust you with my life, my soul even so you’re still my friend. Second, okay hearing that I had sex and barely remember any of it is kinda weird but I guess it’s my own fault for drinking so much. Which reminds me, who the hell spiked that damn punch?”
“I have no idea. I kept drinking sodasoda.”
“Must’ve been someone at the party. Why I have no idea but I'm still a bit hung-over to deal with it. And third…” he paused for a moment before moving to knelt before the pharaoh (he was leaning against the wall at the time) so they were more or less at the same eye level. “Can you answer me one thing, truthfully?”
Yami could only nod his head slowly. “Yes, of course.”
“Was I any good in bed?”
“Joey…”
“A simple yes or no. Please Yami.”
“… Yes. You were amazing,” he said softly and tried very hard to conceal the blush but a hint of pink graced his cheeks and bridge of his nose. Joey smileforefore gently tipping his chin up and leaned forward, brushing his lips against the startled pharaoh’s in a feather-light kiss. It last only for a moment but that seemed enough.
“That’s all I wanted to know.” Yami opened his mouth to say something but the bell hanging above the front of the shop clang loudly and footsteps were heard. Looking at toorwoorway both young men watched as a slightly shorter than average young men ran past the living room and headed upstairs.
“Yugi!!” Following was another young man about Joey’s height with dark brown hair and hazel eyes, carrying a motorcycle helmet under his arm. “Wait I can explain!”
“Just leave me alone, Tristen! Please!” came the choked reply that was soon followed by loud slam.
“Tristen? What’s wrong?” Yami asked as Joey stood and backed up a bit, both looking concerned. He looked startled as the sound of their voices before staring at the ground, looking ashamed?
“Yami… I think Yugi needs someone to talk to right now,” he said softly. Nodding silently to him he moved past him and headed upstairs to talk with his lighter half. The brunewas was about to leave but was stopped by a hand on his elbow.
“What’s wrong man?”
“Nothing but I better go.”
“Tristen, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing!”
“Don’t give me that bult sot something is wrong and I know it! Now tell me or I’ll go straight to Yugi and ask him what’s wrong!”
“You wouldn’t understand so quite asking!!”
“Understand what?!” The blonde growled as he pulled him back and grabbed him by the collar of his jacket so they were face to face. “Damnit tell me already!!”
“How can I tell you that I practically raped one of my best friends then told him that it was a mistake? That it meant nothing to me and that I wish I never let eh thought enter my mind? That maybe if he wasn’t acting like some kind of desperate whore I would have never touched him?” he hissed as him, blinking when he realized just what he said but before he could open his mouth he felt a hard fist plow into his jaw so he retaliated by swinging his helmet and caught the blonde in the head.
Joey growled angrily before swinging his fist low and threw all his weight into his stomach. “You said that to him?!?! What the hell were you thinking?!?!” he yelled directly in his face, keeping him up by the firm grip on his jacket.
“I didn’t mean that… I tried to apologize but he ran in here…” Tristen managed to wheeze out painfully. “I felt bad but the words ran away from me…”
“So you spoke before you thought about it. You know how sensitive he is! I thought you were his friend?!”
“I am his friend!”
“A real friend doesn’t screw with that then openly call ya worthless!”
“You’re one to talk, Wheeler!!”
“That’s it!!” With an enraged growl he tackled the young man to the floor and that when the fighting began. Fists went flying, connecting with any paf thf the body they could reach, rolling on the floor as they tussled like a pair of mad dogs before the brunette pulled back and rammed his fist as hard as he could into the blonde’s face. The young man yelped in pain then he brought his knee up. Tristen turned a very interesting color before he got off him, holding his crotch as it throbbed painfully. Panting heavily he glared at one of his oldest friends then let. Outside he gingerly pulled his helmet on then carefully on on his bike. Riding home he tried to get the images of Joey underneath him but looking up at him with lust in his eyes instead of anger. Wincing at the pain he picked up speed, wanting to go home and try to forget about today.
Upstairs yami had tried knocking on Yugi’s bedroom door but there was no answer. He could hear something but he wasn’t sure what so quickly he turned the knob and peeked inside.
The young boy was laying on his bed, curling up in a tight ball while facing the wall. He looked like he was asleep except for the fact that his shoulders were shaking ever so lightly and the soft, delicate sounds of sobs filled the room. The former pharaoh closed the door behind him and made her way over to his little light, sitting on the edge of the bed and tentively touched his shoulder.
“Yugi?” Nothing answered him except for a small sniffle. “Yugi, I'm here if you want to talk…” he said softly, rubbing his shoulder through the jacket. He wasn’t sure how long he waited but just as he was about to get up and leave his Aibou alone the slightly short teenager threw himself at him and clung to him tightly. He immediately wrapped his arms around him, holding him tightly as he felt the tears soak his shirt. “Oh Yugi…”
/H-He said it was a mistake… t-that is was m-my fault…/ the young man said through their mental link, stuttering a bit but behind the words were feelings of guilt, sorrow, regret and other depressing emotions.
//I'm sure he didn’t mean it, Aibou-//
/He did! He said so himself… Yami? Am I a whore?/
//What?! No of course not!// His arms tighten around him even more a rub rubbed his back, slowly rocking them back and forth. //No matter what Tristen said you are not any of those things. He had no right to say that and he should have stopped if he didn’t want it.//
/… But I feel so dirty./ He whimpered and clung to him tighter, rubbing his face into the side of his neck. /I didn’t mean for any of it to happen…/
//I know Aibou but you shouldn’t let this get to you, we all make mistakes but like I said this was not entirely your fault.// Reaching up he tilted his face to his own and brushed the tears away with his thumb. “No more tears, alright? We’ll get through this,” he said softly.
Yugi said nothing as he leaned into his hands, eyes half closing before he heaved a shaky sigh and nodded. Once he he leangaingainst his dark half and hugged him tightly. “Thanks for being there for me, Yami…”
He smiled as he closed his eyes, hugging him tightly to show that he still cared for him. “I will always be there for you, aibou.” The tender moment was broken by a hesitant knock on the door.
“It’s Joey, can I come in?” The duo said yes but when blo blonde came in they grew concerned. His shirt was torn and the corner of his mouth was bleeding but his right eye was swollen and beginning to turn a purple-black color. But through the pain he was smiling just a bit. “Hey Yug’, how ya feeling?”
“J-Joey what happened??” he asked in a gasp, always putting his friends before himself.
“Ahh this is nothin’ I can’t happen.” He winked his good eye and rubbed his nose. Squatting before the duo on the bed he nodded and squeezed his young friend’s hand. “Listen, Tristen was a complete and utter ass for saying what he said. He had no right to insult ya like that but I am still gonna be ya friend. None of this was your fault, you just keep telling yaself that.”
“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell him,” Yami said with a smile and nod. “See Aibou? You still have us.”
“Y-yeah… you’re right.” The violet-eyed youth smiled then winced as the pressure from the tears gave him a headache. Joey noted this and with care cupped his head in his hands, peering into his red-rimmed eyes. “No doubt ya have a headache. I think you should get some sleep. Hey Yami? Ya got any aspirin or somethin’?”
“In the bathrout Iut I’ll get them.” Nodding to them he got up and went to the bathroom. The blonde helped the tri-colored young man out of his jacket then into bed, talking with him a bit When Yami came back he handed him the pills and a glass of water.
“I think I’ll head home but give me a call later. Later guys.” Waving to the two of them hee hie his own way out.
“I’ll let you get some sleep,” Yami said and made to leave.
“Yami?” Yugi asked in a timid voice, “Can you stay with me? Please?”
“I should be downstairs in case we get customers… but I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep,” he added quickly, seeing the sadden look.
It took so little to make his light happy that soon Yugi was drifting off to sleep, resting his head on yami chest as his hair was stroked. The dark spirit of the Millennium Puzzle waited a few more minutes before gently pressing a kiss to his temple and left the bedroom with the door opened a crack so he could hear if Yugi needed anything. But heading downstairs tot eh store he couldn’t help but think how things were getting bad to worse. Groaning softly he rubbed his hands over his face before threading through his hair.
‘How did that saying go? Ah yes ‘out of the frying pan and into the fire.’ By the Holy Light of Ra that is so true,’ he said to himself and settled behind the counter, waiting for any customers to come in.
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