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Title: A Game of Masques
Chapter: 7/?
Author: Lee-Ann Shadowdancer (AKA
Silvershadowfire)
Rating: This chapter � PG-13.
DISCLAIMER:
I don�t own YuGiOh, - the story is mine.

Chapter 7 � Assembling the Pieces

Yami woke suddenly, emerging from some dream that
faded swiftly beyond recall. Pulling
aside the curtains, he glanced at the clock on the wall � nearly ten in the
morning. The apartment was eerily quiet
as Yami stood, stretching the kinks out of his body.
Stomach growling, Yami walked to the kitchen,
listening curiously for any sign of Yugi.
He question was answered when he found a note on the counter next to a
bowl of rice and fried eggs under a metal dish.
Yami:
Gone to get groceries � we�re running short. I should be gone for a few hours. I hope you don�t mind. There�s a bento box in the fridge for lunch,
and I promise I�ll bring us something home for dinner. Anyway, if you get lonely, there�s a list of
phone numbers by the telephone if you want to call anyone � my cell will be on
as well. See you later!
Love, Yugi.
Yami blinked at the final salutation, feeling a
blush rising in his cheeks. His stomach
rumbled again, reminding him that it needed to be fed; he finished the meal
quickly, placing the dishes in the sink before going to Yugi�s closet for a
change of clothes.
The closet, next to the bathroom, was a clever
affair � the door was hidden in the wall paneling. He�d found it himself yesterday, impressing
his housemate.
Pressing the hidden switch, Yami watched the door
slide aside and walked into the huge space.
Maybe it was simply the wings, but Yugi seemed to have a need for all
the spaces in his house to be open. This
walk-in closet was no exception.
Yugi must have rearranged things this morning
before he had gone out; one half of the racks and hangers held Yugi�s clothes;
on the other hung his own new clothes, mostly jeans of various shades and
sweaters or sweatshirts. He had bought a
few silk dress shirts at Yugi�s insistence, and a pair of tight-fitting leather
pants, but he didn�t think he�d ever have the ability to wear them in public
without blushing bright red.
Grabbing a change of clothes, Yami left the closet
and headed to the bathroom. On the way
he heard the telephone ring.
{I wonder if that�s
Yugi.} he thought as he answered
it. �Moshi moshi?�
�Hey, Yami!� Jounouchi�s voice
sounded cheerful. �Listen, I was
wondering if you and Yugi wanted to go to the arcade this afternoon, after
school.�
�Um.� Yami had no idea what to say. He�d never gotten such an invitation before,
and if he�d had, he wouldn�t have had the freedom to say yes. �I�don�t know. Yugi isn�t home right now��
�Well, you wanna come?�
�Yes, but��
�Great!
We�ll pick you up at the apartment about 3:30, kay? Later!�
And the call was lost as Jounouchi hung
up. Yami stared at the receiver for a
long moment, wondering what he was supposed to do now. Maybe� He glanced over at the list of number
and dialed the one for Yugi�s cell.
�Moshi
moshi.� He heard
on the other end after a couple rings.
�Hello, Yugi.�
Yami started. �Um�Jounouchi invited us out to the arcade after school.�
�Cool!�
Yugi replied. �I don�t think I
can make it � but go ahead if you want to.
Have fun! There�s some money in
the cupboard inside the coffee can. Help
yourself.�
�Are you sure?�
Yami really couldn�t believe his ears.
�Yeah. I�m not gonna hold
you prisoner in my apartment, Yami. Have
fun; the guys are great company, so don�t worry.�
�Alright� What time should I be home?�
�Dinner�s at six, so anytime before then. If you get delayed, give me a call, �kay?�
�Sure...�
�Bye!�
�Goodbye��
Yami blinked again as the phone line buzzed at him. He hung it up and turned away, back towards
his initial destination, an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach.
It took him a moment to realize the sensation was
excitement.
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Yugi hung up the phone and flapped his wings
faster, taking some solace in the feeling of the wind through his hair. He was almost at his destination, and just as
glad Yami hadn�t asked where he was.
The note hadn�t been a lie � they did need food,
but it didn�t take him all day to shop for groceries. No, he had another plan. He needed to know what Yami�s father had been
doing for the last few days. The last
thing he and his love needed was an unpleasant surprise.
Swooping down on the house where Yami�s parents
lived, he landed quietly in the tree outside Yami�s old window, slipping
inside. He used his powers to make
himself invisible and intangible to mortals before heading through the house to
the study.
To his shock, the house seemed to be deserted;
eerie silence reigned in the hallways. As
he approached the study, sound finally met his ears � the sound of papers
moving. Ducking his head in the half-open
door, the incubus nearly had a heart attack on the spot.
Moving around in the room was not Motou Kyoshori, but Marik and Malik! The twin hunter-demons were searching through
the human�s personal effects, while Kyoshori himself sat at the desk, eyes
blank and unseeing.
Yugi whipped back around the doorframe, trying not
to breathe too loud as he fought down a panic attack. They hadn�t seen him�oh Hell, what was he
supposed to do now? He couldn�t stay �
they would smell his fear if he lingered here too long.
{Idiot�you can control
your bodily functions!} He fought back raw
panic, trying to concentrate. Gradually
his breathing slowed; his heartbeat returned to normal. He fought his body�s natural urge to sweat; they
would pick that up for sure.
He closed his eyes and concentrated more; if they
decided to speak, he had to know. Had
they found him? Why were they looking
though Yami�s father�s things?
�I don�t see anything here.� One of them said at last. Yugi peeked around the doorway.
A different voice came from the older brother,
Malik, the one with the wilder hair and golden staff. Legend said that he had clawed his way out of
his mother�s womb, making way for his younger twin. �Alright, mortal�were you there at Yami�s
birth?�
�Yes.� Kyoshori answered dully. Under different circumstances, Yugi might
have taken satisfaction out of seeing Yami�s father in that situation. He was obviously spellbound.
�Damn.� Malik growled slightly as his hands fisted in
frustration. �We know Ludus was here � I can smell his scent.�
�Yes, but it�s old, brother.� Marik pointed out. �He might have been here, but not for long,
and only once. It isn�t near as strong
as it was on the tree outside, nor even in the boy�s room. No, I think that Yugi was here�and that he
took a fancy to the mortal boy, and kidnapped him.�
{shitshitshit} It wouldn�t take them long to figure out
where he had gone. Tokyo was the largest city near to Domino,
and with their abilities to track�
{Yami,
I might be late for dinner�} A gamble, but at this point he had no
choice. He had to lay a false trail away
from Tokyo � clear south to Okinawa
if he had to � then hide his trail and double back north. Thanks be to the
Nine Circles they couldn�t track him by scent when he was in the air.
So he turned and headed for the
front door. The thought of what he was
about to do almost made him physically ill, but�
{I�m
not important�but I can�t leave Yami unprotected.} Then he quite deliberately opened the
door, crept out and slammed it behind him.
His ears caught the sound of running
feet � he was already in the air and accelerating when the door below crashed
open.
�It�s him!� Malik snarled and two wingbeats
thundered to life behind him. Yugi
looked over his shoulder; both demons were hot on his tail, and gaining. They were faster than he � he hadn�t counted
on that. But they might not be as agile.
{Please
don�t let them be as agile.} He
waited until they were almost on him, then folded his wings and dived, spinning
in the air to fly back the way he�d come.
He heard cursing as they banked to come after him; Yugi dropped again,
turning slowly east and south. He
stretched his wings, flying low until he saw clouds dotting the clear blue
sky. Now he strained upwards as fast as
he could, his breathing harsh in the thinning air. The wingbeats were
closing again � he couldn�t win this race.
His spine tingled � at the last moment he dodged. Marik�s claws
almost hit his wing as he rolled.
A flash of gold was all the warning
he had � abruptly Malik was in front of him, pointing a golden scepter in his
direction. He screamed in reflex, backwinging abruptly; the twins had him boxed between
them. A stream of dark light gathered
around the scepter, lashing out.
One option left; Yugi closed his
wings and dropped like a rock.
The twin demons stared at him in
shock for a moment; Yugi grinned as he fell, the wind rushing through his
hair. Far, far below the sea glimmered
like diamonds on an endless field of turquoise.
{Come
on, come after me�} Yugi watched,
eyes watering as the two hunter demons got over their surprise, diving after
him. Inwardly he grinned as he gathered
up his power and suddenly opened a portal to Hell � between himself and his
pursuers. With a startled squawk, Marik
and Malik vanished. Yugi turned the fall
into a swoop � one wing flared with sudden pain - opening a second portal, this
one to the island
of Okinawa. They would be able to trace the magic � and
have expected him to go through it.
Reorienting himself, the incubus
flew hard towards the mainland. He had
to get back to Tokyo
� he had to get back to Yami.

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Yami sat on the bed, fiddling with
the puzzle Yugi had given him yesterday.
The gold pieces seemed to slide and twist under his fingers, foxing his
eyes and hands. They just didn�t want to
go together. Only one piece remained
constant � a single golden plaque holding a strange Eye that seemed to stare at
him, even following him around the room when he stopped to get his lunch. He�d been working on the puzzle since that
morning, and at lunch had managed to fit together exactly two pieces.
Now it was nearly time for Jou to
pick him up, and he had managed to fit in a third piece. Sighing, he sat back and put the puzzle back
in the case, straightening the bedclothes.
A knock on his door announced Jou as he was finishing up.
�Hold on!� he called. Grabbing his new jean jacket and the
apartment key, Yami opened the door. He
gave Jou and Honda a shy smile before following them out of the apartment.
�So you been
to the arcade much before?� Jou
asked.
�No�not since I was nine.� The teenager admitted. �I used to be pretty good, but it�s been such
a long time��
�Don�t worry about it.� Honda smirked. �I�m sure you can still beat Jounouchi here.�
�Hey!�
Honda smirked. �You are SO easy, Jou.�
�Very funny.� The blond sulked.
Yami couldn�t help it. He broke down in laughter.
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Yugi slipped in the window to his
apartment, carrying five bags of groceries and nursing a sprained wing. He winced as he put the bags down on the counter. Yami wasn�t home from the arcade � it was
barely past four. His wing twitched as he
tried to tuck in behind his back; he hissed at the pain. Damn hunter demons�
Putting the groceries away, his eye
fell on the note he had left for Yami. {Damn.
I forgot to pick up dinner for us.
Well, I guess we�ll just have to order out.} He sighed.
This would be the last night they dared spend in this apartment � the
game he had played with the twins would only keep them confused for a little
while. He had an apartment in Kyoto � he and Yami would
have to move there and lay very low for a while.
Just when he and
Yami had been settling down. {Damn Malik and Marik
anyway!} He silently
snarled, then hissed again as his wing twitched.
{I
hope Yami doesn�t take this too badly � but I don�t think we have a
choice. I�I should tell him the truth
and let him�leave�if he wants. After
all, if Malik and Marik get hold of him�} The very thought
of the hunter demons with their claws in Yami made his guts churn with anger
and terror. {But if I keep him with me, that�s just what might happen � it might be
better if I give him some money, enough to keep him for a while, and
vanish. I don�t want to�but it might be
the best for him. Until this wing of mine heals, I can�t protect him against
other demons�and I can�t ask Otogi or Bakura and Ryou
to stick their necks out for me. Damnit damnit damnit�} Yugi growled, slamming his fist into the
counter. He could feel the tears
boiling up, threatening to blur his vision.
His head and his heart pulled him in different directions; angrily he
wiped the tears away, heading for the closet.
At least he could pack their clothes.
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Yami�s fingers flew over the controls,
the delicate balance of strategy and speed consuming his concentration. His
heart pumped adrenaline through his body, the whole world seeming to slow as he
dodged and destroyed the enemy ships. Guiding
his spaceship through mazes of flying asteroids and waves of enemies, he sought
the mother ship and final victory.
There. Yami�s hands twitched, lining up the shot
with eerie accuracy. His violet-red eyes
narrowed in concentration as he breathed out and squeezed the firing
trigger. Red light blazed out, hitting
the target on the enemy ship once, twice, three times. Dodge the return fire. Aim�fire.
Three more hits on the enemy.
Evade. Blast the wave of enemy
ships from the left and right. Aim�
Fire!
The explosion of light and noise
nearly blinded him as the mothership dissolved in a
ball of white fire. A second explosion
of cheers came from outside, bringing his attention back to the real world as
the simulator reset itself and the screen in front of him displayed
�Congratulations, you have the number 1 high score.� He hit the buttons to imput
his name while he waited for his hearbeat to slow and
his breathing to even out. Even so, a
little part of his brain was gloating.
{I�ve
still got it!} That was how it used to be � he had beaten
every game in the arcade by the time he was nine, before Father had come. Just as he had beat his grandfather at Go,
and Chess, and a dozen other games of chance and skill.
�WOW!� Jou practically jumped into the simulator
with him, slapping him on the back. �I
have NEVER seen that before! Your first
time on the game and you beat it! Man, that was truly amazing!� A dozen other people he didn�t know were
still cheering, filling Yami with an odd, warm glow.
�Thanks.� He murmured.
�What time is it, Jou?�
�Nearly five � Honda has to get
home.�
�Right�so do I,
dinner�s at six.� Climbing out of the
simulator, Yami grinned at the now dispersing crowd and followed his companions
out of the arcade. The feeling of
victory cascading through his body warmed him and made him shiver at the same
time. He could feel a giggle trying to
emerge from his throat as Jou, Honda and he walked down the street towards the
train station.
{Businessmen
do not giggle, Yami. They do not laugh
or smile, unless in a social situation where it is called for. You have to control your emotions if you ever
want to be anything.} The urge to
giggle died as Father�s words ran through his mind.
Caught in his thoughts, Yami didn�t
notice that Jou had stopped until he ran into the other teenager. He stared for a long moment at the back of Jou�s green coat, then up at what the other was looking at,
and felt panic rising in his mind.
Big men, three of
them, with black sunglasses and suits, standing like a wall before the three
teens. Yami didn�t have to look
back to know that three more had come up behind them.
�You are Yami Motou?� the one in the lead
asked. Yami gulped, his eyes flickering
to passers-by who sidled past the scene with gazes averted. No help would come from them, and he would
have to go back to Father, and face his punishment.
Fear balanced with defiance for a
long moment before suddenly Jou spoke up.
�What if he is? Out of my way, suit, before
I mess you up.�
�President Kaiba has asked us to
bring in Mr. Motou.
I understand his father is quite worried about him. Now get out of the way, punk.�
�No.� Honda said quietly. �What are you planning on doing? You pull any weapons, and people will
panic. You lay a finger on any of us and
we�ll fight back. Anyway it goes,
someone will call the cops. And I don�t
think that Kaiba�s money will help you while they�re arresting you for
disturbing the peace.� Honda
paused. His tone lowered slightly. �Now you go back to your boss and tell him
that Yami isn�t going back to his father�he�s quite happy away from the fucker,
thank you very much. And if Kaiba knows
what�s what, he�ll cut Motou Kyoshori�s no good
bastard ass loose to swing.�
The suits paused for a moment, which
was all the time that Jou and Honda needed to push past them, Yami trailing
along behind.
�Come on.� Jou grabbed Yami�s hand at the wrist. �We have to lose them, or they�ll follow us
back to Yugi�s apartment.�
�You make it sound as though they
won�t already be there.� Yami answered,
surprised by the bitterness in his own voice.
He had been free�
�They aren�t.� Honda stated.
�If they did, they would have grabbed us there. I think that one of their snitches spotted
you and phoned in, and they just waited until we left. Now come on!�
He grabbed Yami�s other arm, and the three turned a sharp corner down an
alley.
�We know every back street of this
part of town.� Jou noted. �They won�t be able to catch up unless we
stand still. Are they still following us,
Honda?�
�Yes�� the brunette answered sharply. �They are, and I don�t think they�ll give up
soon. Plan 2?�
�Yeah, that should work.� Jou grinned at Yami. �No matter what, don�t lose track of us. Honda and I will get you back to Yugi�s; that�s
a promise.�
�Okay�� Yami forced his feet to move faster. He was shocked that Jou and Honda would go to
such lengths to help him, but also grateful.
{I have to tell Yugi�I have to get
out of here. I don�t want him to get
into trouble with Father, and if someone else found out that he�s a demon, then
he�} Visions of Yugi stuck in a lab
somewhere in Kaiba Corps labs ran through his head and he shuddered. No, he would get back in time to warn Yugi�
They emerged from another alley, Jou
watching their surrounding closely while Honda drifted behind, evidently
keeping an eye on their pursuers. Suddenly
a group of kids in gang colours emerged from the sides, surrounding them. Jou grinned, while Yami tried not to look too
conspicuous.
�Jou.� Their leader smirked. �Long time no see. Didn�t I tell you not to come back here
unless you wanted to die?�
�Yeah, something like
that, Higuna.
Listen. I�ve got a bunch of thugs
on my tail, and I want them off my tail, understand?�
�Let me get this straight � you want
us to do you a favour?�
�Nah�I�m doing you a favour. The suits
are from Kaiba Corp.�
A strange light flared in Higuna�s eyes at Jou words, and he grinned wildly. �Alright, Jou. You just got yourself a free pass through our
territory�but you�re still not forgiven, understand?�
�Yeah�got it. Honda, Yami, come on.� The blond led them through the gang members
and out the other side, emerging not far from the train station.
�Gotta love connections.� Jou gloated.
Honda grinned at Yami�s questioning look.
�Jou used to be a member.� He explained.
�Then he quit, and beat up enough of them, that they let him go. Higuna�s old man
was fired by Kaiba�s old man � he believes in the old ways, so frankly those
suits will be lucky to get out of there alive.�
�Nah, they�ll live.� Jou disagreed as they paid for their
tickets. �Higuna�s
not a killer�but they might wish they were dead.�
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The clocks in the school nearby where chiming the
hour when Yami slipped the key in the lock and let himself into Yugi�s
apartment. The first thing he noticed
was the bags sitting by the door; the second thing was the music blaring from
the sound system. He walked, glancing at
the stereo in the living room.
Yugi was dancing again. Instead of his usual sensual, joyful style, a
deep and aching pain came through the movements. Yami had to blink back tears at the sorrow
and longing on the incubus� face.
You see in my dreams�
We climb, and climb, and at the top
we fly
Let the world go on below us; we are
lost in time�
And I don�t know really what it
means�
All I know is that you love me�in my
dreams.
Instinct urged
the teenager; he stepped up behind Yugi, placing his hands on the other�s hips.
Moving with him.
Yugi sighed, shifting so his body pressed flush against Yami�s, his head drooping back to nuzzle his dance
partner. Yami had to smile � Yugi was
just so innocently charming.
The dance
continued. Yami licked his dry lips as
he danced, remembering when Yugi had taught him at the school � it seemed a
lifetime ago now. A shiver ran down his
spine at the closeness, contrasting the warmth of Yugi�s body against him. He wanted to do something�needed something
that he knew Yugi could give him. But
would he? Could this beautiful demon
love a mere mortal? As the last notes
faded, he gave into impulse and kissed Yugi�s upturned lips. {At least I will have this to remember�When
the inevitable happens and Father finds me, at least I will have this to
treasure.}
Yugi stopped dead
in his tracks, eyes snapping open. He
broke the kiss, spinning in Yami�s arms until he faced his erstwhile dance
partner. And instead of hiding behind
his walls of embarrassment and fear, Yami met Yugi�s eyes levelly. {I
love you. And even if you never return
that love, I will always love you.}
One blink, two
blinks � Yugi�s expression turned from shock to pure joy which shone in his
eyes; tears spilled down his cheeks as he literally squeezed the air out of
Yami in a massive hug. Then he pulled
back, grabbed Yami�s face, and took his lips in a mind-blowing kiss.
The teenager
almost fainted right there. Feelings he
had been keeping under control for too long boiled up � he found himself
enveloping Yugi in a massive hug of his own, his own tears pouring down his
face. �I love you.� He said aloud. �I love you, yami no tenshi.�
�And I you.� Yugi
lifted his hand to Yami�s cheek, stroking away the tears. �You are so beautiful.�
�Really?�
�Really.� Yugi leaned
over and kissed him again, open-mouthed.
The demon�s breath tickled Yami�s lips � he opened his mouth, a tightness in his chest making him gasp for air. Yugi pressed closer, his arms wrapping around
Yami�s waist. The teenager moaned at the
contact.
�I can show you,
beloved.� Yugi broke the kiss � the
words whisped into Yami�s ear. �I can take you where you�ve never gone
before, but��
�But?�
�But�only if you want me to.�
{He won�t force me into anything.} Yami didn�t even have to think. Yugi was leaving this decision up to him �
nothing the incubus had or would say could prove his love more than that one
thing.
{Yugi�wants me for myself. As myself. Tomorrow
I�ll have to leave him, but tonight�} �Yes.� He breathed.
The tightness in his chest dropped lower, gripping his stomach as
butterflies danced with nerves. �I want
you to�show me. Please. Show me I'm actually real�I want to feel��
Warm
lips touched the delicate skin of his neck � Yami shivered. �You will.�
Yugi�s voice smoldered with desire.
�I promise, love�you will feel everything.�

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Okay,
this is how it has to work. I can�t post
the lemon, thanks to FFnet�s rules, because trust me,
it�s NC17. But�everyone who has (or
will) reviewed and left me an e-mail address will get a copy emailed to
them. If you would like to read it and
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dot com. And if you have reviewed and don�t want a copy, it will be quite clear
in the re: section what it concerns, so just delete it and not harm done, ne?

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