Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Different Kind of You ❯ Memories Told ( Chapter 5 )

Yugi awoke early the next morning feeling surprisingly well rested and eager to fact the new day. He didn't understand it at first, but then he glanced at his calendar and his face lit up. He'd wrote down on it before he went to sleep about his three appointments. Duke's name in much brighter colors than Pegasus' or Espa's.

He jumped out of bed and, not bothering to change out of his usual sleeping attire of boxers and a baggy shirt, hurrying out of his room and down the hall, almost knowing people down as he did. He was about to knock on Malik's door when Joey stopped him.

"You just missed him, Yugi," the honey-eyed teen said. "He left a few minutes ago and was heading for Marik's office."

"Thanks, Joey," Yugi breathed before running past him.

He sped as fast as he could to the end of the hall and around the corner. In his haste though, he forgot to knock and, instead, threw the door open. He opened his mouth and his words caught in his throat as he took in the scene.

Most of the accessories on Marik's desk were scattered haphazardly on the floor around it. Malik laid shirtless, spread eagle on it instead with Marik kneeling between his legs, a crumbled shirt in his hand; both were staring at him with shock written over their faces.

"Uh…Uh…I uh…" Yugi's stuttering seemed endless. He couldn't understand it.

`You'd think this stuff wouldn't bother me after being what I am for so many years,' He thought hopelessly.

"Yugi," Marik started at last, his face calmed, though the amethyst-eyed teen thought him to be furious with him. "Was there something you needed," the question tore Yugi from his fearful thoughts.

"I was…uh…Ma-Malik," he finally got out.

The older sighed and got off his lover, gesturing for him to go. Malik reluctantly did so, wanting to know what happened to Yugi to make him barge in, but also not wanting to leave Marik.

Once the office door closed behind him, Malik turned to his best friend, worried slightly at his slight form as the younger looked profusely at the floor.

"Yugi, what's wrong," he asked, concerned.

The younger shook his head and finally looked up at Malik. "It's nothing; I'm sorry for disturbing you and Marik. See you later," he turned and walked away down the hall.

Both the action and the words shocked Malik greatly. Slowly, he turned and went back inside.

"No, I'm afraid he's already got a few appointments tonight," Marik said into the phone.

There was a pause before Marik spoke again.

"I'm sorry, but I can't just add you on like that. If you weren't a new customer I might be able to do something for you, but Yugi was recently traumatized over a new customer and I won't have it happen again, especially so soon afterwards."

Malik could hear somebody yelling something before the line went dead. "What was that about," he asked, wondering how Yugi was brought into it.

Marik rubbed his eyes as he threw Malik's shirt over to him. "Some new customer learned of our young Yugi's talents and was practically demanding him for tonight."

"It seems Yugi's quite popular with the new ones," Malik joked, trying to light the mood. Marik just gave him `the look' as he sat down at his desk, patting his lap for Malik to come over.

"What was wrong with him by the way?"

"I don't know," Malik admitted, looking down, "He just apologized for interrupting and then left in a hurry."

"You should go find him. I've got work to do anyway and it'll only get put off if you're here, love."

"Yeah, okay," Malik once again reluctantly slid away from Marik and headed for the door.

"Malik."

The teen looked back.

"Come back later, won't you?"

Malik grinned at him before leaving the office, his mood a little better. He bumped intro Ryou on the way to Yugi's room.

"Hey, Malik," Ryou greeted, albeit nervously.

"Hey, Ryou," the other replied, not taking much notice of the tone, "Say, do you know if Yugi's in his room? There was a slight misunderstanding and he left."

"Actually, you just missed him," the albino explained.

"What?"

"Yeah, he left just a few minutes ago. He said something about going shopping for clothes before his appointment tonight."

"Appointments? Shopping?" Malik thought for a second before going back the way he came. He knocked on Marik's door, all the while thinking, `What appointments could make Yugi want to get good clothes now?' On his thoughts he barely caught his lover's call to come in.

"Malik," Marik said in shock, "I know I told you to come back later, but…"

"Marik," the younger interrupted, "What appointments does Yugi have tonight?"

"What? Why would you…"

"Please, Marik."

The older sighed, but shifted a few papers around before he found what he was looking for. "Mr. Pegasus…"

`No,' Malik thought.

"Espa Roba…"

`Not him,' Malik decided again.

"And Mr. Devlin."

`Devlin,' Malik shouted mentally. "Duke Devlin?"

"Do you know another Devlin?"

"No, thank you, Marik," and with that, he fled hurriedly from the office. `It makes sense now.'

Duke Devlin, creator of the new upcoming game Dungeon Dice Monsters, had been extremely busy and everybody just assumed he wouldn't be coming around anymore no matter how much fun he was to hang around with. Yugi, having Duke as one of his regulars, and one of his few favored ones, was extremely upset over the fact of it, but he didn't let his feelings over the situation show. After all, it was common knowledge throughout the whorehouse as well as the entire prostitution world that you could have favorites among you customers, you didn't get emotionally attached to them; it was an unspoken rule among all prostitutes.

Though that was the case, there were a few prostitutes who did become emotionally attached and only ended up getting hurt, and badly at that. Most of them almost turned out that way.

Yugi was one of those few who did find feelings and they were towards Duke, although he never said anything, it was obvious to his best friend. He looked forward to every Wednesday since Duke always came on that day and, sometimes, he would give surprise visits on the weekends, mostly Sundays.

Malik was certain Yugi's feelings towards Mr. Devlin hadn't disappeared; more like fade while Duke was gone. Now that his friend learned he was coming back his feelings must've come back and slapped him in the face. Malik wasn't dense either. He knew what his friend was going to try.

Having that thought, he ran faster towards the shopping district. He was relieved when he saw a familiar head of spiky hair coming out of one of the stores.

"Yugi," he grabbed the teen by the shoulder. What he wasn't expecting was to be thrown back and glared daggers at by red eyes. "I'm sorry," he said after his initial shock passed, "My mistake. I thought you were someone else."

The person mumbled under his breath before walking away.

"Jerk," Malik grumbled. His heart skipped a beat when a hand suddenly lay on his shoulder. He looked up and gasped, "Yugi?"

"Hey, Malik," Yugi smiled.

Malik spun around and looked down at his friend seriously. "Yugi," he started, "I know about Duke."

That one sentence said everything to Yugi and he looked down at the cracked pavement.

"I also know why you're out here." Malik knelt down so he was eye level with his violet-eyed mate. "Yugi, you might think you're fooling other people, but not me. I know you didn't mean to have feelings for Duke, but you do. Don't you?"

Tears slipped past Yugi's eyes as he finished and they stained the pavement a slightly darker gray. "I can't help what I feel for him, Malik," he sobbed, clinging to his best friend as if for his life.

Malik pat his back comfortingly, "I know, Yugi, I know."

"I missed him so much when he stopped coming! He never ever said goodbye; it was like I really didn't mean anything to him! I was scared that I'd done something wrong! Or that he'd found out I liked him!"

The bleach-blonde teen felt his heart go out to his crying friend. He knew what he was going through feeling wise. He had to admit that when he was falling for his identical looking boos that he was scared shitless and had even considered running away, but that was how he got on friendly terms with the CEO of Kaiba Corp.

Seto Kaiba had caught him heading for the highway and brought his weary form to his mansion. There he had admitted everything shamefully to the icy-blue eyed man and, unlike what he was expecting with insults and disgust, Seto had held him while he cried his eyes out and comforted him.

Afterwards, the CEO admitted that he too had feelings towards someone in the whorehouse, but he wasn't going to let something like that stop him from trying to love him and be with him. It was that confession that gave Malik his courage back.

And how ironic it was to him that a few weeks later Marik stumbled into his room, drunk and already half-unconscious from it. Malik, worried, helped him and cared for him. AT three in the morning, Malik was startled awake to harsh kisses and the cool air against his suddenly bare skin. That night was the night he never fought so hard to hold back his tears and fight in from screaming.

When the morning came, Marik was confused at first, but it didn't take him long to figure out what had transpired between him and his younger look-a-like. And, just like Malik had done for him, he took care of him.

A week later, Marik came to him. It took him a while, but he finally admitted his feelings to him. Malik had been so happy that he had actually started crying. The older had misinterpreted it, but Malik gratefully, and with a large amount of relief, had also told his own feelings to the one he loved.

Malik was brought back from his thoughts when Yugi finally pulled away from him, but wiping his eyes with embarrassment. Malik just smiled at him encouragingly.

"Don't you worry, Yugi," he finally said. "I'll make you so irresistible to Duke that he'll recognize you even without recognizing you…er…if that makes sense. I'll make sure you're happy in the end of all this, that's a promise."

Yugi offered him a watery smile back. Though he was thinking that what Malik was promising him was impossible, he appreciated the thought.

"Now then, let's go shopping," Malik announced, heading for his favorite clothing store.

~~

By the end of the afternoon both boys were exhausted; exhausted, but satisfied with their successful day.

Yugi had gotten a pair of leather pants (special for Duke), a few pairs of both tight and baggy jeans, some nice button-down shirts, and some new shoes to top it off, along with some new makeup since he was starting to run low.

Arriving in Yugi's bedroom, both teens unceremoniously collapsed on the old, squeaky bed and just laid there with their eyes closed.

"I'd say that was a very productive shopping trip," Malik announced tiredly.

Yugi, too weary to answer verbally, just nodded.

After a few minutes, Malik finally stood up and looked down at Yugi. "You should get ready for Pegasus."

"Ah, yes, PIGasus, can't forget about that geezer."

Malik smirked, almost laughing at the businessman's well-known nickname. "Still calling him that?"

"Well, he is one! Besides, lots of people here still call him that."

"True, just don't let him hear you call him that. He might be a geezer to you, but he's still a powerful man," Malik shook his head, still smirking. He turned to leave, paused at the door, and looked back at his friend still laying on the bed, "Be careful tonight, Yugi, will you?"

To anyone else passing by, the question would've seemed a bit suspicious, as though Yugi were planning something, but to Yugi it didn't seem weird at all.

"Don't worry, Malik. I'm always careful about these things."

Malik smiled and left, closing the door behind him before looking sadly over his shoulder at the closed, termite-infested door, `I know you were careful about these things, but how careful are you going to be when you see him again after so long?'

~~

Yugi lay on his bed, daydreaming about what would happen when Duke would get there (even though it was obvious if he made an appointment at the whorehouse) that Duke would stare at him dreamily and then sweep him off his feet, carrying him away into the unknown where nothing could ever go wrong again. He sighed, a small tear coming to his eye before he harshly wiped it about.

`That's nothing short of pathetic, Yugi, and you know something like that could never be. There's no way Duke could find anything other than something of a friend if even that. I'm probably just a good fuck to him or something,' Yugi paused before a moment before he groaned in self-irritation, `Great! Now I'm going to be thinking about whether or not Duke thinks I'm his friend the entire night. How can little things like this always get to me?!'

He jumped off his bed at last, hoping a shower could clear his head. He grabbed his towel and headed out the door.

Making sure the spray of water wasn't too hot or too cold, Yugi jumped in and immediately started to scrub himself down, making sure every last bit of grime was off him. Pegasus might not have been around for a while, but Yugi knew that the creepy, one-eyed businessman would start using his own personal toys on him if he was found dirty or unsatisfactory.

`I'll have to remember to get the candles out for Espa too,' Yugi mentally noted.

As he dried himself off, Yugi went through a mental checklist.

`Let's see, I took a shower so I'd be clean for Pigasus, I'm getting the candles on the way back to my room for Espa, I'll need to pull those weird drape things he likes over my window and that sandalwood incense too. Am I missing anything?'

He didn't think so, but he'd check the notebook he kept of the things his regulars liked just in case. He didn't want to be hurting or have anything go wrong.

`I just hope I have enough time in between to get everything set up. Especially get into those leather pants for Duke,' Yugi smiled widely, imagining how Duke's face would look when he saw Yugi in those pants and the white, button-down shirt that's practically see through. `Please let him like it,' he begged to anyone listening.

Just as Yugi finished up the last little bit off tidying in his room for the white-haired game maker, a knock rapped on his door. Taking a quick look around, he pushed one last item of clothing under his bed before he answer it.

"Good evening, Mr. Pegasus. Did you have a good day," he asked politely, using his low voice he knew the man would like.

He knew he had perfected his tone and it seemed the aged man was especially horny that night. He usually didn't make a sound until much later in the game, as he liked to call it when he and Yugi were together, but now he was already groaning in his throat.

The man grabbed Yugi's shoulders and pushed him back to the bed, flinging his towel off as he let go.

"Ah, I'm so pleased you remembered how I like it, Yugi-boy. Not a single thing out of place and you without any clothes on," he said playfully.

Yugi held in a slight whimper, using his newest mantra at the last second, `Duke's coming at the end, Duke's coming at the end, Duke's coming at the end.'

~~

I actually meant to get this out a lot sooner, but some things held me up. Sorry about that. I hadn't even meant for some of that stuff to happen, but then I figured that you'd kind of needed to know about Pegasus and some connections characters have so I only got as far as Pegasus coming in the picture where in fact I had intended Duke to come in, but oh well. I guess that'll just have to come up next chapter. That one's probably going to be the one with stuff cut out of it and you'll have to go to a different site to get the rest if you want it, but don't worry, there'll be a notice in the exact spot it's supposed to be in so you won't be too confused about it, I hope. I'm trying that for a change to see if it's easier on you rather than emailing me for a completely missing chapter.