Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Different Kind of You ❯ My Little Boy ( Chapter 20 )

A couple nights after Duke's extravagant party where all his plans got turned around on him, Yami and Yugi could be found laying in the younger's bed together with Yami's arms older the violet-eyed teen gently. Both were content to just stay like this forever, and not just because it was comfortable, but because it helped them both. Like this, Yugi got the shield he needed to keep nightmares of his past away and easily got more rest because of this. Yami's reason, slightly more personal, was so he could keep away from his father and not worry about his random drunken rages if he ever managed to wake up and swing a fist at him. It wasn't often, but it did happen.

 

Right then it the digital clock, which Yami had brought over from his place since Yugi's was so slow it was still three days behind, and it red in large, unwavering red numbers 3.00 am. Yami shifted slightly to get feeling back into his right arm that Yugi was lying on and rested his head back against the pillow as his other hand continued playing with his boy's lock of hair.

 

My boy Yami thought with a smile. That's right Yugi, you're my boy now. “I won't let anyone come between now,” he whispered, nuzzling his nose into the sensitive skin of the back of Yugi's neck.

 

“Good, because I don't plan on letting you go now. I've never been happier,” Yugi answered with sleep coating every word.

 

“I'm glad. This is the best feeling I've ever had rolling through me before. For once, I actually feel alive. At first, I know I said I didn't believe in love and that it only hurts you and for a while, when I saw you with Duke, I thought I was proving myself right. Though, now I see that the hurt love causes you to feel only ends up strengthening the relationship instead.”

 

“You learn a lot from only seeing a kiss on the cheek,” Yugi teased, turning around to bury his face in Yami's cotton-clothed chest.

 

“And you'll never know how much that kiss truly broke me.”

 

Yugi mumbled something incoherently, causing a smile to break out on Yami's face once more, and settled back down to fall asleep again. Yami, on the other hand, had more ideas on mind. He shifted forward and started placing butterflies kisses along his young lover's neck and up along his cheek before his lips were barely brushing against Yugi's.

 

“If you're going to tease, than you can just leave,” Yugi grumbled, pressing his lips firmly against Yami's and rolling over so they were chest to chest.

 

“Mmm,” Yami groaned in response, shifted so he could better access that sweet mouth.

 

Suddenly hands pressing insistently against his chest made him move away and he looked curiously at Yugi's bright amethyst eyes. “What's wrong,” he questioned, worried if he'd done something wrong.

 

“It's…” he dragged out, “it's nothing.”

 

“I know you better than that, Yugi,” Yami pushed, “Please, tell me.”

 

“It's just that…no, it's silly; you'll laugh.”

 

“I promise that I won't laugh, Yugi. Am I going too fast?”

 

“No,” Yugi said quickly, shaking his head, sliding down further underneath Yami with bright cheeks, trying to hide. “No, I like what we're doing. This is…”

 

“Yes,” he urged.

 

“It's just that…that this is the first time I've been with someone and I really wanted to do it; really enjoyed myself. I like it,” he whispered the last part.

 

“Do you not want to do it,” Yami asked, still trying to found out what was causing Yugi to act so…conservative. Thinking this would be even more awkward for Yugi to answer, he moved away to allow his boyfriend to sit up.

 

Unknown to Yami, Yugi felt his heart crack when he moved away and he thought that maybe he had completely blown it. Thinking fast he said, “I was just short of breath. I want to keep going.”

 

“Don't lie,” Yami stated, not demanding, but his voice monotone and firm to show how serious he was trying to be. “It hurts more when you try to hide how you feel about something and then you lie about it to make other people happy.”

 

Yugi looked away. “I didn't know I hurt you like that. I'm sorry.”

 

“Please,” Yami urged, “please, just tell me what's wrong and I promise that I won't do it again.”

 

Just barely enough for Yami to hear, Yugi murmured, “It's something I did.”

 

Yami glanced over at Yugi curiously, hurting over how lost he looked. He wanted to just wrap his arms around him and hold him tightly, but he didn't know if the gesture would be appreciated at this point. Before he could really make up his mind up about it, Yugi started speaking again.

 

“I'm sorry.” Yami waited for him to continued, hoping he would continue. “I'm sorry that I can't give you what I wanted to give to the person I loved. I hated when I found this place and realized it was all I had left to come to. My first time…I cried. I cried the whole time and I wouldn't leave my room for a week afterwards. Then Malik helped me and told me it would get better. I'm sorry…that I couldn't give you my first.”

 

“Don't be sorry about that, I can understand last resorts.”

 

“But-”

 

Yami continued as though he hadn't spoken. “You told me yourself that this would the first time that you really wanted to do it and that you liked it, right? I'm glad to have even that. I'm…happy that you enjoy being with me…like this.” He paused to catch his breath before he choked on it. “And somehow…somehow we'll get you out of this place, even if I have to pay the debts myself.”

 

The younger of the two straightened up, a strange expression on his face. He shook his head firmly and announced, “I have no debts.”

 

“You…don't,” Yami questioned, watching him carefully.

 

“No, of course I don't. Yami, I can't leave here because this is all I've ever known. I'm scared to leave here because my friends are here and, though it may seem strange to other people, after leaving a home like I had this place is like a haven.”

 

Yami looked away, somewhat embarrassed that he had assumed Yugi needed to pay someone and this was a last resort. Why had I thought that? Yugi told me how he had gotten here so why did I just assume that he needed help with paying money?

 

Because he didn't know you very well when he told you a little voice in his head told him.

 

That's true, we didn't know each other very well when he told me how he got here. He could've just left some parts out.

 

“Yami, are you okay,” Yugi asked, pulling Yami away from his thoughts.

 

“Yeah, yeah, I'm fine; just thinking. I'm sorry that I thought that you…”

 

“It's okay, that's what a lot of people are here for. Remember when I told you about Joey?”

 

Yami nodded, thinking back to when Yugi had mentioned Joey and how he wouldn't let his CEO boyfriend, Seto Kaiba, pay his debts for him because he wanted to prove he could take care of himself. “What about Ryou?”

 

“That's not place to say,” Yugi admitted. “Our stories are personal to us and we don't tell them to just anybody. It's like an unspoken rule here.”

 

“I see, so not everybody has debts here, just most of them?”

 

Yugi smiled, smiling childishly. He moved forward and kissed Yami lightly, pulled away with a teasing grin.

 

“You are not getting away with such a cheap kiss,” Yami joked, pulling him back and pressing his lips more firmly.

 

~~

 

Things were quiet for a time, until one humid day after all the customer's had left. Yugi woke up to gentle fingers caressing his face.

 

“Morning,” he mumbled tiredly, flinching as his back burned lightly from one of his rougher customer's.

 

“Does it hurt bad,” Yami asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

 

“It'll go away in a bit,” he brushed it off. “Can you hand me that red bottle in the drawer?”

 

A second later the cool cylinder was placed in his head and he snapped it up open wordlessly before popping two pills into his mouth and swallowing them dryly with a disgusted expression all the while.

 

“You should've asked for some water,” Yami smirked when his younger other looked back up at him.

 

“I'm used to it.”

 

They just looked at each other for a minute, Yami wanting to say something about him getting out of here for good and Yugi just wanting to ask to be held and never let go, when a sudden, loud shout of joy echoed throughout the halls. Yugi immediately jumped off the bed, pulling some pants on even as he headed for the door, not noticing Yami's short expression of jealously and hurt, and poked his head his head out; him and several others did the same along the hall.

 

The next thing that any of them knew, Seto Kaiba was sprinting down the hall and around the corner and Yugi felt his heart start to race. What happened to Joey?

 

Ryou walked next to his side and they shared a short glance before the nodded and started chasing after the millionaire.

 

They were gasping slightly as they peered into Joey's room and their eyes widened when they saw Seto holding their blonde friend tightly, both honey-colored and icy-blue eyes were shedding tears, but both had expressions of pure bliss.

 

Once Joey noticed them, he pulled away from Seto and hurried towards them. They now saw he had a few hundreds clenched tightly in his hands and he wrapped his arms around both their necks.

 

“Yugi, I'm done,” he cried happily. “I'm out of here for good, I can finally go home with Seto and live normally. I've never been so happy in my life.”

 

The younger felt his heart race faster at the excitement he felt. “Joey,” he chocked. “Joey, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you.” He meant it too. He knew how Joey was looking forward to this moment for years. There had been problems when he got together with Seto, but everything had worked out in the end.

 

The CEO wrapped his arms around his lover's waist once Joey had pulled away from the two of them and rested his chin on his shoulder. “I heard you all the way outside, puppy,” he chuckled. “Never been so scared in my life.”

 

~~

 

Marik grinned at the happy couple, making a mental note to cross out all previously made appointments for Joey. He made good, close friends at the whorehouse, but he was always happier when they left even if he never got to see them again. He pushed away from the wall he was leaning on and headed for his office to wait for Malik to make his usual morning appearance.

 

A hand on his shoulder stopped him though and he glanced over to see Yami with a cold look tinted in his eyes.

 

“Can I help you with something, Yami,” he asked cautiously.

 

“Yeah,” Yami glowered, “I'd hope so. Can we go to your office?”

 

“Certainly,” he answered slowly, not sure what could put Yami in such a mood.

 

After the office door was closed Marik and Yami started at each other for a minute, both wondering what they should say or if they should wait for the other to start. Finally, with a sigh, Yami gave into the inevitable. He asked to come here so he knew he should start. Yugi's going to hate me when he finds out.

 

“I don't want Yugi coming here anymore,” he ordered.

 

Malik's violet eyes widened at the demand, but he sat down with a tired sigh and rubbed his eyes. He could vaguely remember the same conversation with Seto Kaiba a couple years ago. And that one had ended up so well he thought sarcastically, thinking of how Joey had burst into the room and had to hold Seto back from hitting him. Giving in, he shook and his head and answered in a firm voice, “No.”

 

Yami's hands slammed on the desk angrily. “Why the hell not,” he shouted, fire burning in his eyes.

 

“It's his decision whether or not he leaves here.”

 

“But he doesn't owe anything,” he argued. “I don't want him working here; he doesn't even have a good reason for staying other than he's too scared to leave.”

 

“That seems like a reasonable answer to me,” Malik answered, trying to stay calm.

 

“Don't you have him under any kind of contract that you could just rip up to force him to leave,” Yami tried desperately.

 

“Yami, don't you think I would've tried something to get him to leave already? He's comfortable here and if he doesn't wish to leave yet than I won't force him. It's true that I own this place and control who comes in and out of here, but I do not force anybody who works here to leave unless it's absolutely unavoidable.”

 

“Than make it unavoidable!”

 

Marik sighed again, sagging against his chair as he realized this was going to go exactly like Seto's conversation. “Has he committed murder?”

 

“What,” Yami asked incredulously. “What does that have to do with anything?”

 

“Has he?”

 

“No,” Yami sputtered.

 

“Is he endangering his customer's health in any way?”

 

“No.”

 

“Is he taking illegal drugs?”

 

“No,” Yami shouted, his anger starting to rise.

 

“Than I can't force him to leave. Those were my rules for a force leave when people come looking for work here. Any other reason and the person in question as a say in whether or not they leave,” Marik explained.

 

“But-”

 

“Yami, I'm sorry. I truly am, but I can't force him to leave unless he's broken those rules. I have asked him several times why he stays here when he can easily care for himself and he keeps saying that he wants to stay here and the conversation ends there, just like this one is doing now.” He stood and opened the door just as he finished, gesturing for Yami to leave, his eyes closed. This was when Seto had let his anger get the better of him.

 

Yami wanted to do something, anything, to make himself feel better about not achieving what he wanted: break apart the desk, rip up a dictionary and throw the pages, smash glasses, hit someone beyond recognition…but he knew Yugi wouldn't like him to become any of those things. So, instead, he took a long breath and forced himself out the door…and straight into Yugi.

 

“You couldn't ask me to leave for yourself so you ask the person who lets me stay here,” Yugi asked angrily.

 

“It's not like that, Yugi,” Yami tried defending himself.

 

“Then what is it like, Yami, because the only thing I can see this being is you trying to make Marik force me out of the only place that's ever been a true home to me. Or am I missing part of the beginning of the conversation?”

 

“No, Yugi, you didn't miss anything. You're right, but please just listen to me…”

 

“It hurts, Yami,” Yugi turned away from him, “it hurts that you felt the need to talk to Marik before you even bothered coming to me. At least Seto had tried that with Joey first.” He stepped slowly down the hall and Yami, swallowing harshly around the forming tennis ball in his throat, followed him like a charged man going to his death sentence.

 

After the door was firmly shut behind him, Yami flinching at the loud noise after minutes of pure silence, more of the foreboding quiet followed them until Yugi sighed, dropping onto the bed.

 

“What's wrong,” Yugi finally asked. “Why don't you want me here where my family is?”

 

Yami didn't want to say anything. Could he understand he fought with himself, does he want the same things I do?

 

“Are you going to tell me or am I going to be spending the day alone for a while,” Yugi asked, striking Yami where he knew it would hurt. He knew Yami enjoyed their days alone together and cherished them more than anything because he knew he couldn't spend many nights together in each other's arms. Taking something like that away would no doubt have Yami start panicking before he finally confessed what had made him do something like go to Marik, even when it didn't change anything.

 

Indeed, what Yugi had said did cause Yami's chest to ache something terrible. He always spent time with Yugi and he would hate it if that time got taken away. Finally, swallowing everything he had in him, he mumbled under his breath.

 

A hand on his cheek made him look up and he felt his heart skip a beat at the pain swirling in Yugi's amethyst depths. “Please,” Yugi begged, “I want to be with you, but I can't if you aren't going to be honest with me.”

 

He nodded and wrapped his arms around Yugi, drawing his strength from him. “I want to be your family, Yugi. I want to be the one you turn to and not your friends. I want,” he faltered nervously, “I want you to leave here and come with me; to live with me.” Pausing again to swallow, he continued, “I don't like how other people get to spend the night with you. I don't like how other people get to touch you or kiss you or hold you like I want to. I want to be the only one in your life even if you don't care for those people that come to you.”

 

When Yugi's warm hand left his cheek and he gulped nervously, wondering if he'd overdone it. When that soft voice said that one thing that made him feel like his whole word had gone crashing…

 

“You should've just told me and it would have saved you a trip to Marik's office. I'd like nothing more than to be with you.”

 

…upwards.

 

A large smile broke out Yami's face and he held Yugi even tighter against him, pressing his lips firmly against his boy's. My boy…now and forever. I can't ever lose him.

 

~~

 

Okay, I know there was supposed to be a lemon in this, but I came up with something better because of what one of my reviewers had mentioned, I can't think of who right now. Anywhere, there's still going to be a lemon, in the next chapter if anything, but I'm very certain it will be. Hope you weren't disappointed though.