Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Club Forbidden ❯ The Club ( Chapter 1 )

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Club Forbidden

Disclaimer: I do NOT own these characters; I just created the story and the club. If you do not like Yaoi then leave now or forever hold your words. I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh and I do not profit from these writings.

Author Note: To avoid confusion I have named Ryo Bakura just Ryo and called his dark side who is a separate character Bakura. Just like I did with Yugi Mutou, I call him Yugi then I call his dark side Yami.

Chapter 1

The entrance to this specific club was natural looking enough; just a brick walled building, street lights making the building known. There was one bouncer outside the two doors, letting people enter with a flash of their ID, a small queue of patrons waiting behind for entrance to the place. From outside you would find this atmosphere boring, normal perhaps but after entering these doors you would find yourself being directed by a couple of employees of the club down a narrow corridor before seeing two more doors, big thick doors that were accompanied by two muscled men, both wearing all black, from head to foot, shades as well.

To gain access through these doors you would have to be a member of the club, not many knew how to go about this, the club being private. The few people that came in here hoping to gain access with no member pass where showed down a separate corridor to a back door and told to leave politely. The ones that had a pass would make their way through those big doors to a large platform which would overview the dance floor and bar. On this platform would be several small coffee tables with black couches surrounding them, there would also be a smaller bar to the far side only occupied by one member of staff. There were no lights up here; it was not pitch black as the lights from the dance floor shined over to the area giving it a nice glow. To get to the dance floor you would have to walk down one of the two flights of stairs.

The music pounded in your ears, making your heart beat faster and harder, painfully so. The lights were dim enough so you could only see shadows and shapes of the others around you, then as quick as a flash, literally, several multicoloured lights would shine over the dance floor, pinks and purples, red and greens, yellows and oranges. These lights would swivel around the floor, shining in random spots then vanish for about ten minutes only to start the routine again.

The people here where mostly all wearing clothes that showed various but generous amounts of body parts. You could smell the sexual tension in the air from some members, others showed off no signs of being alive let alone trying to fuck on the dance floor. The bar being always highlighted with flood lights overhead, to make it easier to find the bar one supposed.

Currently this is where you would find a young Yugi Mutou, standing on the platform above the dance floor, looking out at all the dancing patrons. He had chosen a pair of leather trousers, a pair that clung to his skin, showing off smooth curves. For a top he wore a black tank top that was quite short, letting show a sliver of the skin on his stomach. To match he wore black boots and a silver cross that hung on a double silver chain around his neck.

This was his first night here; he was told about it and dragged here by his best friend Ryo who had met his boyfriend here. Ryo's boyfriend was the quiet type, not to mention perverted according to his friend stories. He was one of those older men that managed his own business and came to unwind here on Friday nights.

Yugi's eyes suddenly widened, speaking of Ryo, where was he. Turning his head around, his eyes searching the area around him until he spotted a certain sliver haired boy at the small bar. He let out a sigh of relief before walking over to where he stood; chatting to a taller, silver haired man.

Ryo was wearing something similar to Yugi although with a pentagram rather than a cross necklace. The tri colour haired boy looked to the older man, seeing him wearing black slacks rather than leather, along with a silky silver shirt that went well with his hair and shiny, black, smart shoes. Ryo noticing his friend smiled and introduced the man as Bakura, his boyfriend.

The young teen blinked, noticing the man 'Bakura' stretch out his hand to him, Yugi took it hesitantly and shook it, Bakura smiled at this and shook his hand back before letting it go "So you’re the infamous Yugi, Ryo-Chan has said a lot about you". Ryo blushed at the nickname, making Yugi giggle quietly before smiling up at the man "It's nice to meet you Bakura-San, Ryo has also mentioned a lot about you, in fact I am sure your all he talks about". Ryo's blush deepened tenfold until he resembled a sunburnt tomato.

The group of three talked for several minutes before Ryo and Bakura decided they wanted to dance and were now currently on the dance floor with all the others, bodies close together and eyes gazing lovingly at each other. This annoyed Yugi, only slightly because, don't get him wrong, he was happy for his friend but he wanted what he had, a lover. He blushed slightly at the thought and shook it off to sip at his drink; Bacardi and Coke, single not double. The couple had mentioned to Yugi that a friend of theirs was coming to meet them soon, that it was a guy that they wanted him to meet. The small boy wondered what he would be like. He also wondered if he would get a phone number to meet up more privately, god how he hated doing these blind dates in front of friends. It embarrassed him to no end.


Sitting at the small bar of the club Yugi had almost finished his small drink, he placed the glass down on the surface of the counter before a voice would sound behind him “I presume you are Yugi?” said boy turned around to face a rather tall man with hair similar to his, his eyes although were a shade of crimson unlike his own purple orbs. The character wore Black leather trousers although these were baggy and hung of his hips. The shirt he adorned was a black tank top except unlike Yugi’s it did not stick to his frame and over this top he had an open button up shirt that matched the colour of his eyes, crimson.

Yugi could not take his eyes off this stranger, gazes drawn together like two opposites of a magnet. He was sure hours had passed during this but in reality it was only a few minutes, in fact seconds. Ryo and Bakura who had finished with their dancing for now to get a drink, had walked up to the smaller bar behind the two only for Bakura to blink in surprise “Oh, Yugi, glad to see you have met Yami already, saves me introducing you” he gives a slight smile. Yugi’s eyes widened for a moment, this was the man that Bakura and Ryo had mentioned earlier. He was going to need another drink.

End Chapter 1