Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Different Kind of You ❯ Turn of Events ( Chapter 22 )

The next day's tension had noticeably decreased from the day before and both Yami and Yugi were relieved for that. They sat together on the couch finishing the last of the movie they'd been watching the night before, having fallen asleep in the middle of it.

 

Yugi was curled up on his side, resting his head on Yami's lap with one hand fisting the material of his boyfriend's jeans tightly every time something seemed to jump out from the screen (which was quite often to Yugi) while Yami was sitting in the corner of the couch tangling his fingers in Yugi's soft tresses. Both were quite content to be lazy for a while, glad that they had surpassed yet another one of life's obstacles the day before.

 

The phone suddenly rang, startling Yugi enough to jump up and huddle against Yami even more. A large blush burned his cheeks, however, when he realized that the ringing was only just that. Yami chuckled at him and ruffled his hair once before sliding lazily off the couch to answer the persistent call.

 

While Yami was on the phone Yugi paused the movie and stared at the frozen picture of two zombies pulling on a girl's arm while the woman clung for her life to a telephone pole. He didn't care much for the movie, but Yami had said it was one of his favorite childhood horrors that he wanted to share with him. Shivering at the image, he turned around to stare at the object of his love, kneeling on the couch with his head resting in his arms, which were laying on the back of the sofa. Another blush rose to his cheeks as he remembered the day before and knowing he was over that stage of his life.

 

An abusive home, a school with no friends, my sister dead, years of prostitution, and now I'm finally allowed to live a normal life with someone I love close to me. I can finally be with him in the way I've wanted to be since I realized how in love with him I really am.

 

He stood from the couch and walked over to Yami, who hadn't noticed his approach. Yugi felt him jump slightly and pause in what he was saying into the phone to look over his shoulder and give Yugi a curious look. Smiling at him, he turned back to the phone. Yugi stayed where he was, his arms encircling Yami's waist with his head resting in the small of his back. He wished he could stay forever with Yami, just like this. No danger ever came to him when he was with Yami, nothing bad has ever happened.

 

“What exactly has gotten into you all of a sudden,” Yami asked as soon as he replaced the phone onto its cradle.

 

“Nothing,” Yugi answered innocently. “Aren't I allowed to be affectionate with you?”

 

“While it is appreciated, you don't usually do that; especially when I'm on the phone.” He turned in Yugi's loose embrace and placed his hands on Yugi's slim hips.

 

“I thought you might like it,” the younger smiles. “It sounded boring so I thought you could use some cheering up.”

 

“Really? Boring, was it? What was I talking about again anyway?” Yami smirked at the broken expression on Yugi's face. “That was my older brother,” He answered after a minute.

 

“I didn't know you had an older brother,” Yugi stated curiously. “Is he like you?”

 

A mock-hurt look appeared on Yami's face as he accused, “Do you plan on leaving me so easily?”

 

“Yami, you know that's not true.”

 

“Very well,” he joked, pulling away from Yugi to go look out the window and down at the street below. “We haven't gotten along very well so I prefer not to talk about him very often. He's called every now and then though because he knows how dad can be. He just wanted to let me know that I have a niece as of last night.”

 

Yugi had a confused and lost look on his face when Yami started explaining about his only other relative besides his father, but his face broke out into a smile when he mentioned his newborn niece. “That's great, Yami! Will I be able to see her? What's his wife like?”

 

Yami sighed and glanced over his shoulder at Yugi. “I didn't even know he was married,” he whispered.

 

The younger immediately calmed down, eyes wide with disbelief. “That's horrible, why didn't he tell you?”

 

The crimson-eyed teen just shook his head and moved to wrap his arms tightly around Yugi. “It's for the best that we weren't that close. He doesn't care much for…well, people like us, Yugi; people who prefer their own sex to the opposite.”

 

“I see, so either way you wouldn't get along because if you were close he'd start to wonder.”

 

“Exactly,” Yami tightened his arms around Yugi and hid his face in the soft spikes. “I'd rather feel like an only child with some guy who calls every now and then than a little brother with a sibling who hates me because of my sexual preferences.”

 

“My sister would've understood,” Yugi whispered to himself.

 

“Hmm,” Yami moaned, showing he hadn't heard.

 

“Nothing,” Yugi pulled away. In a need to change the mood, he grasped Yami's arms tightly and pressed his lips desperately to Yami's. He had wanted Yami to start something, but after yesterday he was certain he wasn't going to get that. When Yami didn't do much of anything but respond to the kiss, he moved his arms and maneuvered his hands underneath the light, thin shirt to tease the skin underneath.

 

Yami's eyes widened and he pushed from Yugi, still afraid that it was still too soon. Yugi only held a putout look for a second before moving forward again. He placed a small, butterfly kiss on Yami's cheek and placed one after another until he reached a delicately shaped ear. After sucking lightly on the lobe he whispered sensuously, “Please, Yami, please be with me now.”

 

“Yugi, I…” He was forced to stop as Yugi started moving down, sucking and biting at just the right spots. How Yugi knew the right places for Yami, he would never know. All he knew was that he couldn't speak without making some very audible squeaks. Instead, he settled for just worrying his lower lip as his hands clenched his boyfriend's shoulders tightly as he paid extra special attention to the juncture of his neck and shoulder. His eyes closed of their own accord and he couldn't help the continuous shivers running down the spine of his back.

 

Everything seemed to be going great for the both, neither wanted the sudden euphoria they found to end. When the clothes started to be removed however, Yami noticed a sudden change in Yugi's behavior. He was acting more automatic and looked more like a robot following a given order rather that how he was only a few minutes before when Yami had stepped away from him. Regretfully, he pushed Yugi away, knowing that his would-be lover would be absolutely devastated to know what he'd done during their first time together.

 

No matter how great it would feel with him, I won't let him do that. That part of his life is over and I won't let him continue it when he doesn't want it to.

 

Yugi gave him a confused look when he was shoved away, his eyes clearing up slightly as he looked up at his lover with hurt filled eyes. The way his boyfriend was looking away from him though was more than enough for him to know he'd gone on autopilot and treated Yami like another customer. Tears brimmed his eyes and he blinked to let them slide down his cheeks, falling like his hopes of ever being freed from his life at the whorehouse.

 

“Gods, Yami, I'm so sorry. I never meant to…”

 

The crimson-eyed teen cut him off by brushing his fingers over his kiss-swollen lips and placing a chaste kiss on a flushed cheek.

 

“You just weren't as ready as you thought you were. I'll wait for you until the end of time, Yugi. So take your time.”

 

Yugi sighed, disappointed in himself for falling into his old ways no matter how much he didn't want to go back to it. How could I have just treated him like any other person? That hurts more than the fact that I just made an idiot of myself by thinking I was ready to move on when I apparently wasn't.

 

He only nodded in response and turned down the hall. “I'm going to take a nap,” he said quietly, answering Yami's silent question.

 

The next days were silent in the apartment. Yami hated his depressed boyfriend alone to wallow in his thoughts about the incident the day before, but knew he'd end up regretting not going to work when the rent for the room came. Instead, he would write a least a page of a note to Yugi each morning before he left, hoping that would help Yugi come out of the shell he'd encased himself in. Yugi stayed mostly in his and Yami's room, laying in bed with the blankets hiding his prone form. It was only when hunger and his cracked throat got the better of him that he allowed himself to slip from his haven underneath the covers to find some water and a nibble on a little something. It was a little over a week after his mistake and he caught sight of the three pieces of paper, each dated with that day's date on top and then yesterday's, then the day before and so on. Each of them had his name written on the top in Yami's sloppy, yet legible scrawl. Curiously, ignoring his growling stomach for the time being, he sat down with his glass of water and read them.

 

Tears were leaking silently down his cheeks midway down the second one when someone started knocking insistently on the door. Glancing up at the counter where Yami left his key, his face scrunched up as he stood and wiped his eyes on his sleeve thinking: We've never had visitors before and Yami say anything before that would hint people coming over. Maybe it's someone from downstairs coming to complain, but I can't think of why.

 

When he opened the door, however, his eyes widened at the vision of a much older looking Yami standing in the doorway. The man had to be somewhere in his mid-twenties and had the same piercing red eyes that Yami did. The difference was that the man's hair was in much shorter and his bangs were obscuring half of his face, only allowing his eyes to be seen. Another difference Yugi noticed, however small it seemed, was that the strange man resembling his boyfriend had a small scar in the shape of an skewed `X' on his right cheek.

 

“Y-yes, can I help you,” Yugi stumbled over his words, not sure how to respond the picture in front of him.

 

“You aren't Yami, who the hell are you?”

 

“Nile, dear, don't frighten him. He looks scared enough as it is,” a woman stated calmly behind the man. Yugi jumped slightly as he hadn't noticed her before.

 

She was a pretty women with long chestnut hair with light red highlights streaking her hair, all pulled back into a messy ponytail, her bangs the only part not pulled back with the pieces framing her gentle face. Her azure eyes were bright and cheerful, alight with a unheard laughter. She looked to only be a little younger than the man standing in front of her and in her arms was a small baby nestled under a thick, violet blanket and fast asleep.

 

“Fine,” the man, Nile, said. “Where's Yami,” he repeated grumpily, albeit more politely than before.

 

“I'm here,” Yami's familiar voice replied. Yugi jumped, not having seen his boyfriend approaching from down the corridor. “Aren't scaring my company, are you, Nile? What are you doing here?” His eyes were narrowed suspiciously, not paying any mind to the young lady beside him or the baby in his arms.

 

“I thought you might like to meet your niece. Corrine insisted that she come see you once she got out of the hospital.”

 

“I see,” his eyes shifted to the lady at last, but only nodded. “Very well, come in.” He led the way inside, red eyes shining lightly at Yugi when he saw him out of bed, but didn't say anything.

 

The three sat in the living room, but Yugi wasn't sure what to do so he decided to get a bagel out of the fridge and then go back to the bedroom until Yami's brother and sister-in-law left. When he tried sneaking unnoticeably down the hall, however, Yami called him back.

 

“Please, Yugi, you're welcome to join us too.” Hesitantly, Yugi sat beside Yami, but not too close, remembering what Yami had told him about his brother hating homosexuals.

 

“And who exactly is this person, Yami,” his brother asked suspiciously.

 

“A good friend of mine; his parents kicked him out a while ago so he's staying with me until he can find some place permanent.”

 

Yugi's heart leaped into his throat and blood pounded in his eyes. He pushed threatening tears away at how smooth of a lie it sounded, even to his ears even though he knew it was life. It just hurt how easily it had come from Yami's lips and he found it hard to believe it was only a lie.

 

No, he loves me Yugi tried to reason with himself. He's only saying this because his brother would throw a fit and he probably doesn't want that right now.

 

“I see, and where exactly did you live before,” the brother questioned Yugi.

 

“N-no place important really, just the slums a little ways from here,” Yugi fibbed. There's no way he's going to believe me! Even I didn't believe that he panicked.

 

“Really,” his eyebrow rose.

 

“Nile, you're frightening the poor guy again,” the woman, Corrine Yugi reminded himself, scolded. “It's alright, he's just grumpy that I made him take me here to meet Yami. Don't take anything he says to heart.”

 

Yugi nodded, but didn't feel anymore comfortable than before.

 

Itching to get away, the amethyst-eyed boy stood but didn't know what to do when Yami gave him a curious look. Seeing his glass of water still sitting on the table he headed over to it. “Would anyone like anything to drink,” he asked politely, looking straight at Yami to prevent stuttering. The way he was acting the older brother was certain to figure it out and then Yami would most likely be disappointed that he couldn't act for a little while and keep his cool like he could.

 

“No,” Nile grumped out, staring insistently at his brother, eyes narrowed.

 

“No thank you, Yugi,” Yami answered courteously.

 

“Yes, actually,” Corrine replied with a smile. “Some juice would be nice if you have any, Yami?”

 

“I think there's some in the freezer, Yugi,” Yami answered after pausing for a second to think.

 

“Okay,” he turned into the kitchen to look. He found some frozen in a small container on the bottom shelf and took it out to make it. He almost dropped the pitcher of half-filled water all over the floor when a hand tapped him on the back. Corrine was giving him a concerned look when he glanced around to look at who was there. She was holding the baby, which suggested she must've left it with her disgruntled husband or Yami, who Yugi could tell was forcing to keep his anger at bay.

 

“I hope my husband isn't scaring you away. I told him to be nice, but it's obvious he isn't listening.”

 

“No, no of course,” Yugi found himself saying, though he knew the woman could tell he was lying. At least he wasn't stuttering anymore.

 

“It was Yugi, wasn't it?”

 

“Yes, was there something else you needed?”

 

“That's such a nice name to have,” she complimented. “It suits you. I barely know anything about you, but I can tell that you're very sweet.”

 

Yugi blushed and looked away. “Thank you.”

 

“Right, well, I don't want to embarrass you,” she chuckled, his laugh sounding like soft bells. “Yami said that I could have some milk for the baby and I didn't want to bother you.”

 

“Oh, it's no trouble at all. In all honesty, I'd rather be in here,” he admitted, going to the fridge again to retrieve the milk.

 

She chuckled again and took the milk Yugi got for her. “I don't blame you. My friends still bother me about how I ever fell in love with. He's sweet when he wants to be, but it's his temper I worry about. Every day he has something new to grumble about. Lately, it's been about how his father just left Yami alone by himself for another woman. I can see now that he's going to be okay. Do you take care of him all alone here?”

 

“It's more like he takes care of me really.”

 

“That's right. Your old home was abusive? That must've been horrible. I can't even imagine going through that kind of pain,” she mentioned, putting the milk in a bottle she brought with her and setting it in the microwave.

 

“It…it wasn't my old home,” Yugi found himself saying, feeling like he can trust her.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“My first home, with my parents, was abusive, after I'd lost my sister. I went to…another home after that and stayed with some friends working for them, but I my friends were…leaving since they paid off the debts they had owed to other people and no reason to stay there anymore. I didn't want to be alone so Yami took me in.”

 

“I see, that's so sweet of him. I didn't know what to think of Yami after everything Nile told me.”

 

“He's a great person, if not a little hard at times, but he treats me just fine. I don't know what I would do without him.” Probably still be with Duke Yugi finished silently. He wasn't going to mention that though in case she was the same way as her husband in that line of thinking.

 

The microwave beeped and she pulled out the warm milk. “It was nice talking with you, Yugi,” she smiled again before going back into the living room.

 

Yugi heaved a sigh of relief, glad that she seemed to believe him, even though he didn't really lie about anything. He finished with the juice and poured himself a glass as well as one for Corrine. Going back into the living room he smiled politely as he handed her a glass and nodded when she thanked him.

 

Yami and Nile were in complete silence, both identical in the way they sat with their arms crossed impatiently over their chests. Corrine just rolled her eyes at them and started to feed the baby.

 

“Err,” Yugi started, not sure if he should say anything. He tried to ignore the glare being sent his way from Yami's older brother and instead focused on his question. “What's the baby's name?”

 

“Her name's Emerald,” Corrine answered proudly, smiling up at Yugi. The amethyst-eyed teen smiled back and stared curiously at the baby, wondering if his parents ever acted so proudly about him. He knew they had to be of his older sister if their personality changed after her death like they did. Heaving a mental sigh, he tried to push that past behind him.

 

“She has pretty eyes,” he murmured as the brown with blue speckled eyes stared at him, wide and curious.

 

“We think so too,” Nile grumbled, standing up and motioning to Corrine. “It's time she had a nap as well now that she's had something to eat. Let's go, Corrine.”

 

“Where are you staying,” Yugi asked, noticing Yami wasn't going to.

 

“We found a small hotel not far from here while driving over. We'll stay there until we decide to go back home.” It looked like Nile was going to say something else, but a glare from Corrine stopped him. Yugi suppressed a laugh. She acted sweet, but she certainly knew how to take care of an unwilling participant like Nile.

 

“So you'll be coming around again later?”

 

“I was thinking about it. After everything that's happened, a little vacation from home seemed like a good idea. That's why I asked Nile to bring me to see Yami in the first place.”

 

“Sounds good to me,” Yugi stated. “It was nice meeting you.”

 

“And you as well, Yugi,” she smiled.

 

Yami closed the door after they left. “You seem happier. What brought you out of bed,” he asked, trying to get his mind off his brother being in town.

 

“I was hungry,” he whispered, suddenly self-conscious without the distraction of company.

 

“Oh,” Yami walked over to the couch to pick up the empty glasses and brought them to the kitchen. He glanced at the table and noticed the notes scattered on the table.

 

“Thank you for notes,” Yugi said softly from the doorway. “I'm sorry I've been acting so…”

 

“Didn't tell you not to apologize,” Yami smirked, suddenly in front of Yugi. “I told you I'd wait forever, didn't I?” He leant down and placed a gentle, loving kiss on Yugi's lips. “Are you going back to bed now,” He asked softly, almost afraid of the answer.

 

Yugi glanced at the notes before quickly shaking his head. “No, I want to be with you. Being in bed is only going to make me feel worse. Can't I just be with you,” he asked, eyes innocently wide.

 

“Of course you can, Yugi. I'd nothing more.” And he led him over to the couch and sat together, not doing or saying anything.

 

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I'm thinking just one or two more chapters. Did ya like the sudden turn of events? Or did I just make a really big mistake? I thought it would be a nice twist but some feedback about it would be nice? I know some of you are just aching for the lemon to come.