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A Christmas to Remember	By : tavia454 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO - or anything else (nor do I make any money off this) but the plot - and even that's questionable at times

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Yeah,
yeah, we all know that me going without a beta is like wandering
around Wal-mart half nekked, but I had to get this out there by
today...so, please let me know if theres' any mistakes. I think I
killed most of them...I hope. Enjoy!

~ o ~
O ~ o

Once out of their hearing Anzu turned to her friend, her fingers
crossed behind her back with the hope that Miho would actually
understand she wasn't trying to be mean. “Look, Miho, I know
you have a thing for Atemu – ”

“Did you see Yugi?! Oh my god, he's almost as sexy as his
adopted brother!” Miho squealed excitedly. “Maybe Atemu
is rubbing off on him. Do you think he'd notice me? Atemu doesn't
even spare me a glance...” She trailed off on a pout.

Anzu gave a long-suffering sigh. And then she grabbed her friend by
the shoulders, ignoring her gasp of surprise as she dragged her
around the corner to watch the scene in the living room. It was time
Miho got a reality check. “Miho...look in there and tell me
what you see.”

Anzu knew, without looking, very well what her friend was seeing. She
had purposely dragged her out of the kitchen just to witness the
sinfully sexy sight of Yugi sitting in Atemu's lap, wrapped up
tightly in his embrace, some mild tickling and flirting passing
between the two of them when they found themselves outside the center
of attention. The two looked so good together, so right. It was
nearly impossible to ignore the gestures and glances that passed
between the two of them, that spoke very clearly of their love for
each other.

This was what she wanted Miho to see and understand. The girl would
have to be blind not to notice their affection towards each other.
“Do you see what I do?” Anzu asked again, softly.

“They...they look so good together, Anzu...” Miho replied
in a lost, broken voice. “But I thought they...were related...”

Satisfied, Anzu led the way back to the kitchen to pour everyone's
drinks. “No, they're not related at all. Grandpa Solomon
adopted Atemu while he was in Egypt.” Then she glanced over at
her friend, her heart going out to the blond when it looked as though
she was perilously close to tears. “Oh honey...”

Miho nearly collapsed in her friend's embrace. “I thought...I
thought that I...had even the smallest chance...with one of them...oh
god, Anzu...I've made such a fool of myself. I'm sorry! I was just so
excited...”

“Sh, its okay...I've been there before.” Anzu replied.
“With both of them actually. Those boys are wet dream material
with or without each other.”

“What do you mean?” Miho asked tearfully.

Anzu only rolled her eyes at the girl's naiveté. Without a
word she crossed the room and grabbed her ever-present notebook out
of her backpack. “Have you ever heard of shonen-ai?”

“No...what's that?” Miho asked curiously as she peered at
the book Anzu was holding to her chest.

“Here, look at this.” Anzu handed over the copy of her
latest doujinshi, fully planning on turning her friend into another
yaoi fan-girl if she showed even the slightest interest. It would be
nice to have an ally amongst all these gorgeous boys.

Miho took the magazine, browsing through it as Anzu popped open a
couple of cans of pop and proceeded to pour the contents out into
glasses, her eyes widening more with every page. “Oh my...these
are...” And then she turned to Anzu, curiosity burning brightly
in her eyes. “They're beautiful! Where...where do you get
this?”

“I've got a whole stash in my room.” Anzu replied with a
cheeky grin. “I'll let you borrow some if you want, but right
now we're trying to get those boys in there to notice that they both
have the same feelings for each other. You wanna help?”

“Please?” Miho turned an imploring gaze on her friend.
“I've never done anything like this before. I want to help.
They look so good together!”

Anzu handed her a couple of glasses, gathering the rest into her
hands. “Take these out to the guys. And for now just sit and
watch. We're not going to get into anything major tonight, just some
fun...and hopefully a couple of kisses. We don't want to scare them
off.”

With an excited nod Miho obediently took the glasses and headed out
into the living room, just in time to catch Jou's shout of laughter.
“You want me to do what?!”

Quiet chuckles and outright guffaws were heard from around the room
as Bakura explained again, slowing his speech as though talking to a
small child. “I. Dare. You. To. Walk. Outside. Naked. And. Do.
A. Frontal. Snow-angel...or do you plead chicken?”

“I never plead chicken!” Jou sniffed superiorly, much to
the laughter of everyone else in the room.

Without missing a beat the blonde shed almost all of his clothes but
his boxers – to the girls' everlasting relief (or
disappointment) – and pranced out of the room. He gained more
than a couple of followers on his way out the door, where he shed his
boxers. Once completely naked, he gave an impertinent bow, flopping
face first into a pile of snow, waving his arms and legs around
wildly, and leaving behind a melted impression of a deformed angel
where the heat of his body came into contact with the fragile snow.

Hoots and howls of laughter followed him from the front porch and
into the kitchen as Ryou clicked away on his camera, notions of
blackmail and Facebook swimming through his head. By the time the
shivering blonde made it back into the room, wrapped up gratefully in
a blanket that Anzu had ready and waiting for him on his way into the
house, the entire group was in tears. Even his somber boyfriend was
laid out on the couch, unable to keep his merriment to himself.

“M-Marik...t-truth...or d-dare?” Jou managed to sputter
between shivers.

The larger platinum blonde's eyes widened. Why did he get the feeling
he was going to pay for Bakura's prank? “Truth.” He
answered with a smirk.

For a moment Jou looked almost disappointed, but then he gave an
answering smirk, his teeth still chattering despite the warmth of the
blanket wrapped around him. “Who's the dominant partner in your
relationship?”

That seemed to wipe the smirk off of the taller blonde's face as he
slanted an accusing glance back at his lighter half. And Jou's smirk
widened. He had heard that things were not as they seemed in the
Ishtar household. That, in fact, Malik held the reins, despite all
the talk that came from his darker half. Perhaps there was some truth
to the rumor after all.

Marik covered his face with his hand as he murmured quietly.
“Malikis...”

“What? I didn't hear you!” Jou laughed as he cupped a
hand to his ear. 'Who's dominant?”

“Malik is!” Marik growled, flashing an evil glare around
the room as they fell out once again.

“Relax Marik, you're not the only one who's gonna get shit
tonight.” Yugi, of all people, leaned out of Atemu's possessive
embrace to set a gentle hand on the intimidating darkness's shoulder.

It was amazing that the two of them even got along, but once the trio
of darkness's had gained their right to live a normal life Marik was
first the one to approach Yugi with a sincere apology. And the two of
them found themselves both sharing the same outlook on life, despite
their differences. It was much the same way with Atemu and Bakura,
after the two of them had managed to come to the understanding that
Atemu was not to blame for the Kru Elna incident. The pair of close
friendships that sprang from those original conversations surprising
many in the group.

Jou waved off Yugi's promising words with a grin.” Yeah, yeah,
everyone's got a turn under the microscope tonight. Just go already.”

Marik turned to Seto, ready to unleash hell. “Oh Kaiba...truth,
dare or chicken?”

The multi-millionaire turned a pasty shade of green as he thought
over his choices. This was going to be painful, wasn't it. Finally,
after some nudging from his boyfriend, he cleared his throat. “Dare.”

Marik raised an eyebrow, his respect for the somber, sometimes
overbearing know-it-all doubling as he took the bait with courage. “I
dare you to...” He paused for dramatic effect. “Run out
to the middle of the street and do ten jumping jacks...in your
underwear.”

With a curt nod, his eyes flashing retaliation, Seto began to remove
his outer layer of clothing. Whistles and cat-calls, someone even
going so far as to make up their own music, made him give an
embarrassed grin as he stripped down to his boxers, revealing his
work-out toned body to the crowd of laughing teens. “Remember
Marik...payback's a bitch.” He called as he sauntered out of
the room, Ryou, camera in tow, right on his heels.

The rest of the group rushed to the front window, watching excitedly
as the normally uptight teenage CEO sprinted across the lawn and out
into the quiet street. Yugi was the first to succumb to his laughter
as the tall brunette began to jump up and down clapping his hands
together when they met at the top of his head. Atemu met with the
floor a moment later, as a car that had wandered down the street came
to a stop, its occupants staring in amazement as the nearly naked
blur raced back into the house.

“You are so going to pay for that!” Seto pointed at
Marik, one eyebrow raised in challenge, as he gratefully accepted the
blanket that Anzu held out for him once he reached the living room.

“Yeah, but it was so worth it!” Marik responded with a
laugh.

The group settled back down again, Yugi pulled once more into his
darkness's lap, as Seto began to peer around the room looking for a
suitable victim. Spying one, he called. “Anzu, truth, dare or
chicken?”

“Uh...” Anzu's face colored. “Oh boy...I don't know
if I like the choices...truth.”

“Name someone you have a crush on.” Seto smirked.

Anzu could have beat her head against the wall. She should have known
that one was coming. But she really didn't want to have to dress up
in a pair of pj's and sing during school, and that was really her
only other choice, knowing what the dares entailed. She gave Yugi a
sympathetic smile, understanding that the smaller teen was going to
take some ribbing for her answer. And then she gave a sly glance over
at his near-twin, with the sudden realization that he wouldn't have
to be the only one to take the heat.

“A crush on...can I split it between two people?” She
questioned. At Seto's nod she glanced again in her friend's
direction. “That would have to be Yugi and Atemu...”

More whistles and cat-calls sounded around the room at her
announcement. Not like it was much of a surprise, since she hadn't
been very discreet about it. But apparently it caught Atemu
off-guard, for he turned to her with an astonished expression. Oh
yeah, clueless. Feeling slightly giddy she scrunched her eyes up and
looked back at him. “What? Is that so surprising?”

That seemed to confuse him even more, as the former Pharaoh sat back
against the chair with a completely mystified look. “I...ah...”

Yugi bopped him on the head, just as Ryou turned to the smaller of
the two. “If you don't...I'm gonna.”

Yugi nodded, shifting slightly, and the three lighter halves tackled
Atemu out of the chair. “Wow, talk about oblivious!”
Malik shouted as the three of them tickled him into submission. The
former Pharaoh squirmed and laughed, but could not manage to throw
them off. Eventually they gave into his pleas and let him off the
ground, slightly disheveled and grinning from ear to ear. It was
amazing to the former spirit that the group accepted him for who he
was, and that they didn't treat him with kid gloves. He was never
happier to have such a wild, fun group of friends. So many times he
wished that he'd had them throughout his first life as well.

And his laughter was contagious as the whole group broke out again.
Eventually the other darknesses collected their lighter halves and
they settled down once again to see what punishment Anzu would hand
out.

She scoured the group with her eyes before her gaze landed on Yugi
with an evil grin. He closed his eyes, awaiting his sentence. “Yugi,
truth, dare or chicken?”

Oh hell. Yugi squeezed his eyes shut, his heart leaping into his
throat. Either way she had him. If he were to say truth, she would
make him admit his crush. If he were to say dare she could require
him to kiss his darkness. And there was no way he was going to plead
chicken. He would lose his voice if he tried to sing in front of a
crowd of his classmates. Swallowing thickly he made his choice.
“Dare.” If he was going to do this he was going to do it
with style.

His oldest friend merely gave him a cunning smirk. “I dare you
to...do a striptease...dance in front of the group. The way I know
you can dance.”

Yugi sank lower into his darkness's lap with a furious blush. He knew
what she was referring to. It was something that he had always been
fascinated with – her dancing. And she had known that too,
often using him for a partner, and teaching him how to move, whenever
she felt the need to dance. He had picked up the steps rather easily,
showing a flair that most boys his age lacked. And now he was going
to have to demonstrate before his friends – and his other
half. Was she trying to give him a hear attack?

Letting out a deep breath, Yugi finally nodded, waiting as Anzu
selected the music on her ipod station. The beginning of the song
Paparazzi floated around the room. He was not going to look at Atemu
right now, he had felt his darker half's startled surprise when Anzu
had handed out her dare. Closing his eyes to drown out the astonished
faces of his friends he took his place in the center of the room and
began to move his hips to the music, his hand coming down to caress
his chest seductively. Once he started moving the beat began to fill
him, starting with his feet and winding its way up his body.

His hands worked at the hem of his shirt, as he imagined stripping
for his other half. Slowly he drew the material up his chest and over
his head, only to toss it carelessly to the side, never once missing
a beat. A pair of hands clutched gently at his hips and he almost
lost his beat as he heard Anzu's voice from over his shoulder. “I
don't mean to steal the show honey, but this's just too a moment good
to waste.”

She had seen him falter in the beginning of the dance, catching
himself not two beats later, and her heart melted at the sight. Her
game-boy was doing a really good impression of a seasoned dancer, but
he was still a little one the stiff side. Since it was her fault he
was currently having to deal with his fear of the spotlight she
thought to help him out.

With a grin Yugi acknowledged his oldest friend's attempt to loosen
up what could have been a disastrous attempt at public humiliation,
swinging her around so that they were facing each other as they
continued to move to the beat of the music, his motions automatically
becoming more relaxed, less contrived as they each took to their
respective positions. They ground their hips together, looking for
all the world as though they were having sex with their clothes on,
and Anzu leaned into the motions, relishing in the softness of the
bare chest the he had revealed.

Her Yugi was such a natural at this, so unconsciously sexy as he took
control of their dance, and for a moment she wished that it was her
that commanded his thoughts, his fantasies. But it wasn't. And she
would have to settle for this small bit of contact, this little piece
of his heart. Not that she begrudged Atemu his place in her smaller
friend's affections. That wasn't it at all. She just wished there was
another one of them to go around sometimes.

It wasn't long before the urge to dance attacked the onlookers, Yugi
and Anzu finding themselves no longer the center of attention. Shyly
Yugi glanced up at her. “Thank you, Anzu...I wasn't sure if I
was going to make it.”

She grinned back at him. “No problem.” And then she
glanced around to find that Atemu was the only one not dancing. In
fact, the former Pharaoh was looking most uncomfortable as he stared
holes in the floor, his chin in his hand, color high. Without a
second thought she dragged Yugi over to where Atemu was sitting,
pulling the darker half of the two out of the chair to link their
hands together.

If she had been looking closer she would have noticed that Atemu had
stiffened the moment she dragged him out of the chair, but she
hadn't. “Here, you guys finish this dance, it was supposed to
be yours anyways. I'm going to go find some...” She cast her
gaze around for some excuse, but didn't get far, as Atemu ripped his
hand out of the combined grip of hers and Yugi's, his eyes wide.

“Other...Atemu?” Yugi questioned, his face a flaming
shade of red at her slip up.

Oh god, his darker half looked as though he was going to turn and run
– the first time he had ever seen an expression like that
cross that handsome face. It wasn't that noticeable if one didn't
know what to look for, but he knew all too well the signs of his
other half's discomfort with a situation. And Atemu was showing it
now, his posture tense and rigid, breathing slightly uneven. What had
they done? What was he thinking.

Anzu turned, horrified at what she had just said in front of her
smaller friend's crush. Her eyes narrowed on Atemu's tense form,
sliding over to Yugi's newly defeated posture before she made up her
mind. “That's it you two! I've had it with this!” She
snapped, snatching both of their hands in an unbreakable grip and
towing them out of the room – to the laughter of those left
behind, as they realized what was going on.

She didn't stop until she had attained the deserted room down the
hall, dragging the confused duo behind her all the way. It was time
for this to end. Yugi was miserable, Atemu was miserable, they were
meant to be together. If only they could see that. She was not about
to let her smaller friend fall apart just because Atemu had gotten a
bug up his ass about something. Upon reaching the door to the room
she all but tossed the pair inside, giving a long suffering sigh.

“Atemu, Yugi has a crush on you. Yugi, Atemu has a crush on you
too. And the two of you are not coming out of this room until you
have kissed and made up, you hear me?” Without waiting for an
answer she shut the door, locking it with a decisive click, and
returned to the party. Let them explain that one to each other,
she thought with a smirk.

~ o ~
O ~ o ~

Yugi had froze from the first of Anzu's words, his face burning with
shame as his heart attempted to flee his chest straight up into his
throat. This was it. This was where his dreams came crashing down,
where his other half told him that he did not like him in that
fashion. Swallowing his humiliation past the lump in his throat he
peered at the motionless form of Atemu, awaiting his decision
silently. There was no way that the former spirit had missed Anzu's
little speech.

“Yugi...” Atemu swallowed thickly, his gaze never leaving
the wall beside him. “Yes...it is true...I...I am in love with
you...but, I am...not...good enough for you, little one. You realize
that, do you not? Not after everything that I have done...”

Having said what he needed to Atemu cast his defeated gaze to the
floor. He was not, nor would ever be good enough for this small angel
who had brought him back to life. This beautiful being who had given
so much of himself, just so that he could experience, so that he
could exist. After all the strife and chaos that he had brought into
Yugi's life he felt that he could not impose anything else on the
trusting teen. Yes, he loved his Aibou, more than he loved life
itself, but this prize was not for him to claim.

Astonished, Yugi gaped at his other half. Atemu looked
so...heartbroken. What had he just said? That he wasn't good enough?
What?! He ground his teeth together, the temper that he so very
rarely displayed rearing its head. What kind of excuse was that?
Without taking time to think his actions through in his usual
cautious manner the smaller teen tackled his darker half to the bed
in the corner of the room, straddling him as he captured his hands
above his head.

“You what?! What the hell kind of attitude is that?” He
snapped, furious that the thought had ever crossed his beautiful
darkness's mind.

Atemu stared up at him wide-eyed and startled. “Aibou?! What?!”

“Don't you dare...just don't! Do you even realize how much you
mean to me?” Tears filled Yugi's eyes as he stared down into
his darker half's mesmerizing scarlet orbs. “I love you with
all of my heart! Don't you dare throw that away, not like this...”

He had no idea these thoughts were running through his other's head.
That he felt so unworthy of his affection. And he would not let his
darkness's insecurities come between them, not after the other had
already admitted that he felt the same way. Atemu belonged to him.
Now and forever. “God I love you Atemu...my other half. I want
you...no, I need you by my side, now and forever. All those times
I've wanted to hold you to me, to protect you from harm just as
you've done for me time and time again. Please don't throw this
away...”

The tension seemed to flow from Atemu's body at his heartfelt
declaration, those gorgeous scarlet eyes staring back at him with so
much suppressed emotion that he felt he could drown in their depths.
“Please don't let this be a dream...” Atemu murmured
softly.

“It's not a dream, Other Me.” Yugi soothed, releasing the
other's wrists to cup his face gently in his hands. I have always
loved you...”

He could practically feel his other half's trembling as he leaned in.
They were so close, their breath mingling as Yugi took the first
tentative step to his first kiss. Their first kiss. He could feel the
erratic beating of his darkness's heart beneath his chest, the way
Atemu's hands came up to twine in his hair, the softness of the
sun-kissed skin beneath his fingertips. Their eyes met, and then slid
closed, as their lips touched gently, hesitantly. A jolt of
electricity burst between the two of them the moment their lips met,
each of them giving a gasp at the pleasurable sensation.

Yugi slid further down his darkness's lean body, refusing to
relinquish those tempting lips as he fitted a leg in between Atemu's.
Nibbling lightly on his darker half's lower lip, his hands slipped
from their place on his cheek, gliding down his chest, and further
down his side, to gently caress his rear end. Atemu gave a content
sigh, one of his hands mimicking the actions of Yugi's, to gain the
same reaction from his smaller partner. Light, butterfly-like kisses
giving way to something more fulfilling, more sensual as Yugi's
tongue gained access into his other half's mouth.

Atemu's breath hitched at the unexpected presence, before he settled
against Yugi with a low groan. This was everything he had ever
dreamed of, but never dared to ask for. He had been for so long
without even the slightest understanding of this type of affection
that he was certain he would not be good enough for his Aibou. But,
once again, his little one was proving him wrong. And such a feeling
it was, to be wrong in this instance. His heart felt as though it was
near to bursting with a joy so intense that he would never in a
hundred lifetimes be able to describe the feeling. His Yugi, his
little one.

Finally managing to end the kiss Yugi caressed a tanned cheek. “I
love you more than life itself, Other Me...I can't...you...you belong
to me...just as I belong to you...don't turn me away...please?”

Atemu merely brushed a stray lock of hair out of the other's face,
content just to lie in his arms. “I love you as well, Aibou...I
am yours as long as you wish for me to be...”

Feeling slightly devilish with the good mood that had taken over ever
since his darkness had allowed their kiss, Yugi pinned the other to
the bed and began to tickle him into submission. “Then you
belong to me forever and ever and ever, Other Me! I'm never going to
let you go now!”

“Ack! Stop!” Atemu squirmed beneath his smaller partner's
sudden, and unexpected, attack. “Stop! I give!”

After another moment of torment Yugi sat back on his haunches, his
glowing eyes locked with Atemu's. “I love you.”

Atemu grinned up at him, his hair in disarray. “I love you too,
Aibou.”

A squeal from the direction of the doorway announced the presence of
the others, as Miho couldn't contain her excitement any longer. “Oh
my god! They're so cute!”

“I've got the pictures!” Ryou announced loudly, sticking
his tongue out at the wide-eyed duo on the bed.

Jou laughed sadistically at their expressions. “Guess what's
goin' on Facebook tonight guys?! Hahaha, you're gonna be famous!”

Yugi only groaned, collapsing on top of his darker half in
exasperation. “Aw come on! What's a guy got to do to get a
little privacy around here?”

“You're not getting' any anyways, so give it up, Yugi!”
Jou gave another short bark of laughter that had the entire group in
tears as they caught sight of Yugi and Atemu's heated faces.

Giving a hardy chuckle Yugi glanced back to see how Atemu was taking
their friends' interruption, and a question came to his mind. “Hey,
Other Me, what were you so freaked out about back there, in the
living room?”

Atemu gave him a sheepish grin, whispering conspiratorially. “I
had thought that you were going to make me join the dance...I do not
understand the dancing of this time...”

A rather astonished expression crossed his features and Yugi looked
down at the darker teen with a wicked grin. “Well...we'll just
have to do something about that then won't we?”

Atemu only wrapped him up in a crushing embrace, refusing to answer
the question as he buried his face in Yugi's hair. The group at the
door howled with laughter as they too heard the quiet conversation.
And then Yugi began to laugh as well. To laugh and laugh and laugh,
hugging Atemu even closer against him. This was everything he ever
wanted. To be happy, to have family and friends that loved him, and
to have someone special to hold close to his heart. This would
definitely be a Christmas to remember.

~ o ~
O ~ o ~

Whew! Done! Merry Christmas all!!!! Please review? (chibi eyes)
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