Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Leftover Love ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Leftover Love

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-gi-oh! or the movie “Excess Baggage.” Also, warning from chapter one still applies.

Ok first off SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY everyone about disappearing for so long but my computer has decided to form a rebellion against me. I think it wants a vacation or something. Anyways thank you everyone for sticking with the story.

I was so excited about all the reviews I received last chapter. People are really starting to ask me hard questions- I love them cause they make me think more about my characters- please keep them coming. So thank you to all my reviewers: Queenoftheskies16, ladywolf(Terri, rin-almighty-yaoi-lover, Haru Tortoise, Yugi and Mai, Takato the dreamer, Strega, Yana5, Pharaoh Atemu’s Angel, SoulDreamer, Sansi, Kaworu85, actressgh, and TwinSanity.

Oh first off I have to say that everyone is very good at the guessing game. Those of you who did mention who they thought was talking at the end of last chapter you’re all right! Congrats! Oh shoot, I just spoiled the surprise- silly me.

Actressgh Yami starts calling Yugi aibou in the beginning of chapter 5 in his own mind. In that case, it was probably an accident, Yugi had proclaimed himself Yami’s partner when they were in the diner and I believe the word aibou means partner. Of course the term is probably more of a romantic nature than of a business partner nature. But his feelings slipped out when he felt possessive towards his little terror.

Sansi thanks for the offer for help. Pharaoh for Yami is a nickname or a codename he would use on jobs where he didn’t want to reveal his actual name.

Strega You’re probably right about Walken the truth is I don’t remember. Sad fact, I’m writing all this from my memory of seeing the movie this summer. So I may be prone to adding in new scenes if I haven’t already.

Pharaoh Atemu’s Angel and Takato the dreamer you both bring up a point that I’ve been meaning to address:

Please note everyone- At the moment FanFiction.net is kinda refusing to acknowledge that I exist. (Waves hands in front of face) Yup still there. If you try an author search with my name or story you won’t find it. So if you’re having trouble finding my story every update and you want to continue reading I suggest you put me on author alert. Just a suggestion, if anyone else if having problems finding me- feel free to ignore.

Enjoy the next chapter and tell me what you think afterwards.

Chapter 6

Yugi Motou sat on the floor of a motel room and wondered what the hell went wrong. He thought for sure he was gonna finally lose his virginity tonight and instead he gets dumped on the carpet like a sack of garbage. If this was Yami being too eager to make it to the bed he could understand that, but he wagered that this problem was the fact that there were three other men in the room with them. Yugi had to agree with Yami, he didn’t really want their special together time to get that kinky.
“Joey I thought you left?” Yami stuttered as he glared at the two other occupants of the room, a pale man in a black trench coat with long snowy hair and a tan man with platinum blond hair in skintight leather pants and hooded tank top. Wheeler sat on the bed, with his face turned towards the window. He refused to answer Yami.
The white-haired man spoke up again, hatred narrowing his brown eyes as he addressed Yami’s unanswered question. “We found the mutt trying to flee the hotel and brought him back. We knew he wouldn’t want to miss all this fun.” The other stranger chuckled at this and reached over to put an arm around Joey’s shoulder. Joey shuddered however and pushed the blonde away. “Get offa me ya pervert.” He announced, still not changing his view. The blonde just smiled and ruffled Wheeler’s hair instead.
“What do you want Bakura?” Yami asked the trench coat wearer. Bakura simply smirked at the spiky haired youth and pointed at the alarm clock seated on the bedside table. “Tick-tock Pharaoh your time is up and I’m guessing you don’t have our money.”
Yami smirked at Bakura and folded his arms over his chest. “That’s your downfall Tomb Raider; you always underestimate your opponent. Your smug, over blown ego is a little ahead of itself today- who says I don’t have your money?”
At Yami’s words the pale thief actually laughed, a cold, bitter sound echoing around the room. “Me, the one with the over-blown ego, Pharaoh? I’m not the one who named himself after royalty. And you’re also the one underestimating his opponent, or at least your partner, right Joey?”
The blond visibly flinched when his name was spoken and finally turned his head slowly to see Yami. His dark brown eyes spoke of everything he had been trying to hide for the past few minutes from his partner: the sorrow, the pain, and most of all the guilt. “I’m sorry Yams, I told them everything.” He whispered finally.
The well-tanned blond next to him yawned and pulled his hands away from Joey. “I’m bored.” He announced to the room.
“For once I agree with you Marik. Let’s go for a ride everyone.” Bakura ordered.
Yugi finally decided enough was enough. No one ignored a Motou and got away with it. No one dumped him on the floor like garbage. And no one, absolutely no one interfered when he was about to have sex. They were gonna pay. “I don’t know who the hell you think you are-” Yugi started, his voice rising in anger with every word he spoke when suddenly the lights went out. One second he could see everyone in the room clearly the next, utter darkness. It took him a second to figure out what had happened. Someone had thrown a bag over his head! By the time he realized the truth one of the morons in the room had grabbed him and threw him over their shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes or something. This was just not his day. He retaliated by screaming, kicking, and being the wonderful nuisance he had perfected as a youth. It worked until he felt himself being thrown down yet again, this time in some kind of box. As the lid of this box slammed shut, Yugi was able to pull off the hood on his face and feel his way around in the dark. The large curves in the box seemed familiar somehow but it wasn’t until he heard the sound of the engine and the jerk of motion that he realized he was back where he started at the beginning of all this mess. ‘Those idiots tossed me in the trunk of their car!’

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The screams from the trunk hurt Yami far worse than the cuts he had received when he tried to fight Bakura for control of his aibou. Even now Yugi had figured out where the back seat of the car was situated and was pummeling the chair with his feet. Marik thought the whole thing was hilarious and knocked right back on the seat, asking if Yugi was having fun in there. Joey wasn’t saying anything, probably because he was driving with Bakura sitting next to him, holding a knife with a blade longer than his face right next to his stomach. Every time he had to make a turn the blade edged closer to his shirt making him sweat.
“Bakura please let the boy out of the trunk. He has nothing to do with our business dealings and you could hurt him by leaving him in there.” Yami spoke up, ignoring the psycho next to him for the one in charge. The snowy-haired boy turned slowly in his chair and smiled at Yami. “Nothing to do with our business Pharaoh? Baka. That lover of yours is the answer to all our problems.”


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Yami flung himself out of the moving car and rolled along the pavement until he finally came to a stop. Joey lay besides him, heaving in air as if he had never breathed before. “That was close Yams. We were lucky that time. Now we just have to get out of here and hop a plane somewhere foreign. Some place with beautiful beaches and cute girls.” Joey rambled, sitting up.
“No.” Yami said solemnly, staring at where the car had disappeared, taking the two thieves and Yugi away.
Joey scratched his head for a moment before smiling goofy. “Ok Yams, you’re the boss. I guess I could do without the beaches if you insist. Maybe some hot chicks in a ski resort, what do ya say?” he asked, holding out his hand to help his partner up. Yami then looked at him angrily, slapping his hand away to stand up by himself.
“You just don’t get it, do you Joey? You never bother to take responsibility for anyone other than you. Well maybe that keeps you alive, but in the end, you’re gonna be all alone. Because I might have followed you before, but now I can’t.” Yami declared, looking back down the road, “I really like him Joey and I’m not just gonna give up on him because things look bad now. I wish you could understand.” With his last comment finished, Yami turned and walked down the road, following the direction he had last seen the car going.
“Yami, wait!” Joey yelled and the spiky-haired boy paused, not turning around. Joey made no motion to catch up to him, instead started laughing sheepishly. “Uh sorry Yams, you know me, I can’t be serious. But good luck with the little brat. I really do hope you get him back. But for me, this is just too intense, so I think I’ll bow out gracefully now. See ya later.” Yami nodded his head and continued back down the path. Joey shook his head before turning and walking in the opposite direction. ‘It’s down to me to save Yugi,’ Yami thought, staring down the long empty road, ‘It’s up to me to find the money. A lot of money.’ Bakura and Marik had made it quite clear that no money meant no brat. So that left Yami with only one alternative- go beg money from the one person who had expressed some concern about his aibou. And hope that he could dodge the bullets being aimed at him.

Tbc…


Ok, that’s gonna be it for this chapter. I apologize for the shortness of the chapter after being so late with updating, but with my computer malfunctioning I have to write this on a different computer and I don’t get a lot time on it. Plus I hate these transitions scenes- even if it does involve Yugi getting tossed in a trunk again- I miss the action. Anyways next chapter Yami tries to do some money collecting for the Free-Yugi Association and Bakura and Marik find out exactly what they just kidnapped and brought home.





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