Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ecstasy ❯ Let the Rain Fall ( Chapter 1 )

Ecstasy

The Panasonic Princess

Chapter one:

Let the Rain Fall

*

Let the rain fall down

And wake my dreams

Let it wash away my sanity

'Cause I wanna feel the thunder,

I wanna scream

Let the rain fall down,

I'm coming clean…

*

Yugi Mutou smiled softly as he listened to his friends chat animatedly about their day. They had decided that morning to go to the park after school, and Yugi was beginning to regret agreeing. He really didn't want to be here.

Everyone in the group had more or less paired up. Bakura and Yami were together. Jou was always off with Seto somewhere. Ryou and Malik could sometimes be found coming out of the boys' bathroom still pulling on their clothes. Yugi, however, had no one. It wasn't fair. He was surrounded day in and day out by love, but he had no one to call his own. He hated it.

He wrapped his arms around himself and leaned back against the tree he was sitting under. Everyone there had someone to hold in their arms except him. He was seriously beginning to feel left out. If this didn't change soon…

"Yugi?"

A hand fell on his shoulder, and he looked over at his yami, look was gazing back with a concerned look in his eyes. Yugi managed a weak smile, but Yami didn't buy it. He never did.

"Yes, Yami?" he replied. The spirit frowned.

"I… I have to talk to you," he said slowly, as though just deciding it, "Bakura, I'll be right back."

Yugi stood as Yami left the possessive grasp of his lover. Yami led him away from the others, to a secluded part of the park, surrounded by trees.

"Yugi, is there something wrong?" Yami asked when they were sure they wouldn't be heard.

"No. Why?"

Yami frowned.

"Well… you just seem a little lonely. I don't want you to be sad because of me, Yugi. I don't want you to feel you're alone."

"I know I'm not alone," Yugi replied, smiling, "I have all my friends. I have you. That's all I need."

Yami still looked doubtful, however, as he stepped forward and enveloped Yugi in a hug.

"Well, if you're sure, I won't press it," he said, "But if anything's ever bothering you, I would like it if you came and talked to me. I'm sure that we could solve it together."

"I'll remember that, Yami. Thank you," Yugi said, and stepped out of his darkness' arms, "I think I'll go home. I've got homework to do."

"Would you like me to go with you?"

"No, you stay here. I'll be fine."

Yami nodded.

"Okay. I'll be home late. Don't wait up for me."

He left to go back with the others, and Yugi began to walk in the other direction, towards the game shop.

*~*

Yami came home late that night, as he promised. The house was dark as he entered, Bakura trailing behind him with his lover's hand clasped in his own.

"I think Yugi's asleep," the ex-pharaoh said softly upon listening intently and hearing nothing, "I was hoping he'd be."

"Why did he leave so early this afternoon?" Bakura asked, apparently for the sake of conducting some sort of conversation (which he did when he had absolutely nothing better to do).

"He said he had homework, but I don't believe him," Yami replied.

"Oh? Why?"

"He's the only one in our group who's not with someone. I think he's lonely."

"Marik's still available."

Yami glared back at him as they entered the living room.

"Don't even joke like that, Bakura."

"Well, what are you planning to do for him? All your friends are taken, and I doubt you'd set your hikari up with a stranger… hell, you freaked out when he started dating Ryou. I had to lock you in the basement to keep you from sending my hikari to the shadow realm."

"That was an… isolated incident."

Bakura raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, okay."

Yami glared at him again, then sighed, and collapsed on the couch.

"I was thinking about that this afternoon," he said, "I think I came up with… somewhat of a solution."

"Yeah? What?"

"Well…" Yami began, turning red, "I was thinking… if it's okay with you… maybe he could join… us."

There were a few moments of complete silence as Bakura absorbed this statement before the albino burst into laughter. Yami's eyes went impossibly narrow.

"What the hell is so funny?" he demanded, crossing his arms.

"I… I knew you had a thing for your light, Pharaoh, but I didn't think you'd have the balls to actually try something," Bakura replied after he caught his breath, "He's the other half of you. Do you think he'd really want to fuck himself?"

"Well… it doesn't have to be anything sexual-"

"Everything is sexual with you, Nahkti," Bakura interrupted. Yami fell silent at the use of his birth name, and he knew that Bakura was being serious.

"Why can't I be with him?" the smaller spirit asked softly, "I'm his yami-why can't we be together?"

"It wasn't meant to be that way," Bakura whispered, pulling him close, "That's why Ryou and Yugi broke up. With us together, it was as if they were dating a brother. It was awkward. It would be the same if you and Yugi got together."

"But at least he and Ryou had each other, even if it was for a short time. They weren't lonely. I just don't want him to be alone. He could be with us just until he finds someone who he can be with."

"And when he does, will you be able to let him go?"

The room fell silent as Yami thought this over. He hadn't considered that. Would he be able to let Yugi live his life with someone else? Would he ever get over his love for his hikari? Would he ever be able to forget?

"No, I suppose not."

"I'm not telling you not to try," Bakura murmured, "But be careful. I don't want you hurt. Yugi is his own person. He needs to make his own decisions. You can't force him to love you."

"I won't. I'll talk to him tomorrow. See if he'd like to join us. I just… hate seeing him so lost and alone. I hate it."

"I know you do, ibi," the albino said, kissing his lover on the forehead, "C'mon, let's go to bed."

Yami allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and dragged upstairs, giggling the whole way there.

*~*

The next afternoon found the gang at Malik's house. The Egyptian had called everyone that morning before school to invite (translation: threaten) them over for movies. Yugi wasn't exactly looking forward to it, but since Malik was his friend and Yami had begged him, he had agreed to go.

Everyone was there when he arrived. As he was guided into the living room by Malik, he saw that everyone had already paired up. The couples were painfully obvious; each pair had claimed their own spot on the couch, chair, or floor. Yugi scowled (unnoticed, for the lights had been turned off), and took a seat on the couch between Ryou and Jounouchi (who were beginning to be very occupied with their respective lovers).

Half an hour into the movie (the name of which he had forgotten), Yugi realized that he was the only one paying any attention to the damn thing. He sighed softly and stood, walking to the back of the house and out the screen door leading to the backyard.

If Yugi had to name just one thing he liked about the Ishtar house, it would have to be the wide veranda attached to the back. It was peaceful there, in the midst of complete chaos, and he liked spending time just sitting on the small mahogany bench overlooking the backyard. He could be alone out there.

Today, however, there was someone else there.

"You got bored watching them all make out, too?" Yugi asked as he stepped outside.

Marik Ishtar turned his head and grinned.

"Are they all making out? I wouldn't know. I left after the thief and the pharaoh started trying to swallow each other whole."

Yugi sat next to him on the bench, leaning his elbows on the table behind him.

"That's nothing," he retorted, "You should come over my house and watch them when they're serious."

They laughed, but it died too soon, leaving them hovering in awkward silence. Yugi allowed himself to become lost in his thoughts as he looked over the nicely landscaped backyard. This wouldn't hurt so much if he had someone to be with…

As if in answer, a pair of soft lips claimed his own, derailing his train of thought. He gasped as Marik kissed him until his mind turned numb. Unconsciously, he brought his hand up to cup the tanned cheek, and Marik responded by wrapping an arm around the smaller duelist's waist and pulling him closer.

By the time the kiss ended, Yugi's brain was officially mush. He breathed heavily, clinging to Marik, wondering what the hell had just happened, and how he was able to enjoy it so much…

"You see," Marik whispered into his ear, sending delicious chills down his spine, "This is how I think of it-what sense would it make if we were both miserable and alone? The least we could do is be miserable together…"

"I-I'm not miserable," Yugi mumbled weakly. It was hard to concentrate on forming intelligent sentences when there was a pair of silky, warm lips sucking on his earlobe…

"But you're lonely," Marik purred, "And I can relieve you of that, if you'll let me."

"I… I don't know.."

Marik's lips moved down to Yugi's neck, and he growled lightly, sending vibrations through the teenager's nerves as he'd never felt before. He moaned despite himself, and tangled his fingers in soft blonde hair. A pair of hands slipped beneath his shirt, caressing his torso.

"I won't rush you," Marik murmured, "I will respect your wishes if you do not want me to go too far. It will be hard, though. You're so beautiful…"

Tears welled up in Yugi's eyes as Marik held him close. He'd been called cute, innocent-pretty, even-but never had anyone ever called him beautiful. And the way Marik whispered it with such passion, such fervor, he really wanted to believe it…

"Yami won't like this…" he replied sensibly, shaking his head clear, "He'll be so angry with me…"

"What Yami doesn't know won't hurt him."

"… I'm still not sure…"

"Listen," Marik interjected, placing a finger on Yugi's lips, "You should come over here tonight, after Yami has left for Bakura's. We can talk, and work something out. I really want to be with you, but I don't wish for Yami to be involved in this. I will not pressure you into anything you don't want to do. I wish to talk, and that's all."

"Well… okay," Yugi replied, nodding, "I'll be here at around eight, then, I guess. Will Malik be here?"

"No. He'll be with Bakura."

"Okay. Good. I'll be here."

"You should go back inside," Marik said suddenly, "There's a remote chance that one of them may need to come up for air and realize you're no longer in the living room, bored to death and half as sick."

They laughed, and sealed their promises with another mind-blowing kiss, one that Yugi returned. A moist tongue slipped past Yugi's lips, and he moaned, nearly getting lost in the passion of the embrace. They broke apart reluctantly, and Yugi rose to leave.

"Until tonight," Marik whispered. Yugi nodded, opened the screen door, and headed back to the living room.

He froze when he saw his yami standing in the doorway of the living room, eyes ablaze, arms crossed.

Shit.

Merci, merci. I love the way this started out. I've got big ideas for this one, yes I do. You know this is gonna be one hell of a ride…

Next time: Yugi goes to meet Marik, and "things" happen. Malik's loyalties to both Yugi and Yami are tested when he walks in on them. Will he tell Yami, or respect Yugi's wishes to keep Yami in the dark?