Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Series Of One Shots ❯ Does He Love You ( Chapter 2 )
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By: EmeraldRains 
Song: Does He Love You
Pairings: Yami/Mokuba Yami/Malik
Please review? *puppy eyes*
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 01.17.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 254 | Status: Work In Progress
Song: Does He Love You
Pairings: Yami/Mokuba Yami/Malik
Please review? *puppy eyes*
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 01.17.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 254 | Status: Work In Progress
I own nothing. I don't even own the computer I'm typing on so there's no way Yu-Gi-Oh or anything anyone else has ever heard of is mine. Which sucks but hey we all have our problems.
The Song Does He Love You written by Sandy Knox & Billy Stritch
Yami/Mokuba Yami/Malik
Sorry for the switching view points.
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*I've known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As soon as he's away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be*
~Mokuba's POV~
" Are you going out?"
Crimson eyes meet mine and I know the answer before he says a word. "Just for a bit. Pick a few things up. Stop by and see how Yugi is . Nothing really interesting."
"Want me to come along?" Brace yourself here it comes.
"No. That's okay I'm sure you have something more interesting to be doing."
"Not really. But go on. Have fun. Do whatever the hell it is you think you need to." I storm up the stairs and for a few precious seconds think that he's going to follow me and then the door shuts and I'm alone again.
I'm not stupid. Despite what he may think. I know where he goes and who he sees and believe me it's not Yugi.
I don't really know why I stay with him. Our marriage isn't even legal in the eyes of the law and Seto and Mai would welcome me back into the mansion with open arms. Well, semi-open arms on Seto's part. He's still a bit pissed I chose "that damned Pharaoh" over him.
But I was in love. I make my way into the bathroom and sit on the counter staring at myself in the mirror. "I love him. I can get through this. It's just a phase. Soon he'll realize he doesn't love him he loves me. I just have to wait until them."
I tell myself that all the time but I never believe myself.
*But you're the one he rushes home to
You're the one he gave his name to
I never see his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights*
~Malik's POV~
"He knows."
I freeze wondering if I heard Yami wrong. Hoping I had. "Who knows what?"
"Don't play stupid with me Malik I'm not in the mood." His arms wind around my waist and he presses his face into my long sandy blonde hair. "You know I love you right?"
I nod and tilt my head back to kiss him. His tongue presses against my lips and I part them. I know he loves me. I just wonder how much. After all I'm not the one he spirited half way across the country to be handfasted to. I'm not the one he goes home to every night. I'm not the one who gets to spend the rest of my life with him.
He spins me around and presses me against the kitchen counter and I loose myself in the feeling of his body against mine and his hands tracing patterns on my stomach.
And this is as good as I'll ever get. He'll never leave Mokuba for me and if Mokuba ever left him...well I don't think he would but if he did it'd be my fault. I don't know what I'd do. Yami would hate me and and the eldest Kaiba would have my balls hanging on the wall of his office.
It takes all I have in me but I push Yami away ignoring the fact I can't seem to catch my breath and I'm still a little dizzy from our kissing marathon. Not to mention the ache between my legs. "If he knows why are you here?"
He looks at me like I'm insane. "Because I need to be?"
"Why?"
"Malik" he says in that low warning tone. He doesn't like talking about Mokuba when he's here. Guilt maybe.
"You should go home."
I think he's in shock. This is the first time I've ever asked him to leave in the three months he's been sneaking over. And I don't know what's possessing me to press the matter this time.
*But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
When he's holding me
And does he whisper (does he whisper) all of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you) like he's been lovin' me*
~Yami's POV~
What's going on tonight? First Mokuba storms out of the room on me and now Malik is telling me to leave.
I know I'm not going to be nominated for boyfriend of the year but I do love them. Both of them.
Yugi knows. He told me once that I should just try to get Mokuba and Malik together before I loose them both but something tells me there's too much bad blood there.
So I split my time between them hoping against hope that neither of them will leave me.
*But when he's with me, he says he needs me
And that he wants me, that he believes in me*
~Malik's POV~
He's giving me that look. The one that seems to ask why I'm breaking his heart.
I turn around and sink my hands back into the dishwater picking up the plate I had dropped when he came in. "I mean it Yami. Go back to your husband."
"Malik..." His hand trails down my back. "I'll call you tomorrow."
I let him get the door open before I say anything. "No. I'll call you. Sometime. But don't call here."
And he's gone.
*And when I'm in his arms, oh he swears there's no one else
Is he deceiving me, or am I deceiving myself?*
~Mokuba's POV~
I'm sitting on the front step staring at my shoes when Seto's limo pulls up along the curb. He's out and to me before it even stops moving. "Little brother? What's wrong."
"You left your door open."
He looks at the duffel bag beside me and then back at me. I feel a finger under my chin and force myself to meet his eyes. "I could barely understand you on the phone you were crying so hard. What happened?"
I throw myself into his arms and bury my face in his shirt. "I just want to go home. Can I big brother? Please? Just until I can find a place. I won't get in the way."
He picks me and the bag up and carries us to the limo.
"Of course," he whispers. "You can come home and stay forever if that's what you want to do."
I close my eyes and let my brother comfort me like I'm still the 10 year old child that was kidnapped all those years ago.
*But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
When he's holding me
And does he whisper (does he whisper) of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you) like he's been lovin me*
~Yami's POV~
"Mokuba? Mokuba?"
I walk into the house noticing immediately how quiet it is. And laying on the couch is a piece of paper.
Nothing too sinister about it. Just a folded up piece of white paper and yet my heart stops when I see it.
Yami,
Stay with him if that's what you want. I've gone home. Best not to try to come see me. By now Seto knows why I've left.
Mokuba
My heart breaks. I've lost them both in one night. All because I couldn't give either of them the love they deserved.
And the tears start to fall.
The Song Does He Love You written by Sandy Knox & Billy Stritch
Yami/Mokuba Yami/Malik
Sorry for the switching view points.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~
*I've known about you for a while now
When he leaves me he wears a smile now
As soon as he's away from me
In your arms is where he wants to be*
~Mokuba's POV~
" Are you going out?"
Crimson eyes meet mine and I know the answer before he says a word. "Just for a bit. Pick a few things up. Stop by and see how Yugi is . Nothing really interesting."
"Want me to come along?" Brace yourself here it comes.
"No. That's okay I'm sure you have something more interesting to be doing."
"Not really. But go on. Have fun. Do whatever the hell it is you think you need to." I storm up the stairs and for a few precious seconds think that he's going to follow me and then the door shuts and I'm alone again.
I'm not stupid. Despite what he may think. I know where he goes and who he sees and believe me it's not Yugi.
I don't really know why I stay with him. Our marriage isn't even legal in the eyes of the law and Seto and Mai would welcome me back into the mansion with open arms. Well, semi-open arms on Seto's part. He's still a bit pissed I chose "that damned Pharaoh" over him.
But I was in love. I make my way into the bathroom and sit on the counter staring at myself in the mirror. "I love him. I can get through this. It's just a phase. Soon he'll realize he doesn't love him he loves me. I just have to wait until them."
I tell myself that all the time but I never believe myself.
*But you're the one he rushes home to
You're the one he gave his name to
I never see his face in the early morning light
You have his mornings, his daytimes
And sometimes I have his nights*
~Malik's POV~
"He knows."
I freeze wondering if I heard Yami wrong. Hoping I had. "Who knows what?"
"Don't play stupid with me Malik I'm not in the mood." His arms wind around my waist and he presses his face into my long sandy blonde hair. "You know I love you right?"
I nod and tilt my head back to kiss him. His tongue presses against my lips and I part them. I know he loves me. I just wonder how much. After all I'm not the one he spirited half way across the country to be handfasted to. I'm not the one he goes home to every night. I'm not the one who gets to spend the rest of my life with him.
He spins me around and presses me against the kitchen counter and I loose myself in the feeling of his body against mine and his hands tracing patterns on my stomach.
And this is as good as I'll ever get. He'll never leave Mokuba for me and if Mokuba ever left him...well I don't think he would but if he did it'd be my fault. I don't know what I'd do. Yami would hate me and and the eldest Kaiba would have my balls hanging on the wall of his office.
It takes all I have in me but I push Yami away ignoring the fact I can't seem to catch my breath and I'm still a little dizzy from our kissing marathon. Not to mention the ache between my legs. "If he knows why are you here?"
He looks at me like I'm insane. "Because I need to be?"
"Why?"
"Malik" he says in that low warning tone. He doesn't like talking about Mokuba when he's here. Guilt maybe.
"You should go home."
I think he's in shock. This is the first time I've ever asked him to leave in the three months he's been sneaking over. And I don't know what's possessing me to press the matter this time.
*But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
When he's holding me
And does he whisper (does he whisper) all of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you) like he's been lovin' me*
~Yami's POV~
What's going on tonight? First Mokuba storms out of the room on me and now Malik is telling me to leave.
I know I'm not going to be nominated for boyfriend of the year but I do love them. Both of them.
Yugi knows. He told me once that I should just try to get Mokuba and Malik together before I loose them both but something tells me there's too much bad blood there.
So I split my time between them hoping against hope that neither of them will leave me.
*But when he's with me, he says he needs me
And that he wants me, that he believes in me*
~Malik's POV~
He's giving me that look. The one that seems to ask why I'm breaking his heart.
I turn around and sink my hands back into the dishwater picking up the plate I had dropped when he came in. "I mean it Yami. Go back to your husband."
"Malik..." His hand trails down my back. "I'll call you tomorrow."
I let him get the door open before I say anything. "No. I'll call you. Sometime. But don't call here."
And he's gone.
*And when I'm in his arms, oh he swears there's no one else
Is he deceiving me, or am I deceiving myself?*
~Mokuba's POV~
I'm sitting on the front step staring at my shoes when Seto's limo pulls up along the curb. He's out and to me before it even stops moving. "Little brother? What's wrong."
"You left your door open."
He looks at the duffel bag beside me and then back at me. I feel a finger under my chin and force myself to meet his eyes. "I could barely understand you on the phone you were crying so hard. What happened?"
I throw myself into his arms and bury my face in his shirt. "I just want to go home. Can I big brother? Please? Just until I can find a place. I won't get in the way."
He picks me and the bag up and carries us to the limo.
"Of course," he whispers. "You can come home and stay forever if that's what you want to do."
I close my eyes and let my brother comfort me like I'm still the 10 year old child that was kidnapped all those years ago.
*But does he love you (does he love you)
Like he loves me (like he loves me)
Does he think of you (does he think of you)
When he's holding me
And does he whisper (does he whisper) of his fantasies
Does he love you (does he love you) like he's been lovin me*
~Yami's POV~
"Mokuba? Mokuba?"
I walk into the house noticing immediately how quiet it is. And laying on the couch is a piece of paper.
Nothing too sinister about it. Just a folded up piece of white paper and yet my heart stops when I see it.
Yami,
Stay with him if that's what you want. I've gone home. Best not to try to come see me. By now Seto knows why I've left.
Mokuba
My heart breaks. I've lost them both in one night. All because I couldn't give either of them the love they deserved.
And the tears start to fall.