Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Bonds Of Yami And Hikari ❯ Remember me... ( Chapter 20 )

Black Angel Reaper: Heh ^_^; I just couldn't stay away from it. Despite what others think, Malik x Yuugi is pretty cool, to me, at least. I think I may need that 1 level house ^__^;

DMYamiYugi: It's ok, I was just playing with you. I think Malik is hot when he's evil >D! Of course, being me, I think anything that has to do with Malik is hot.

Ryu Taimat: Y-your not mad with me? WHEW, that's a relief. *hides Malik behind her* Noooo, don't kill him, he's one of my favorite EVIL bishies! Look a him *Hold out chibi Malik* How could you wanna kill something like that?

Broken Time: I know! Angst is one of my favorite things to put in a story. It's like art. With out angst, there is nothing but false.

A little on my I haven't updated recently… well, it seems that I have been a bit pre-occupied with.. DUN DUN DAAA, school! Yes, we all remember that little innocent thing.. until it comes back to bite you. Surprise quizzes around every corner… stupid school >_< Sorry I didn't update sooner… but.. 18 days ain't so bad… is it?

Ruby, golden, and black hair swayed with the wind. The bags under his eyes were growing larger.. but no. He would not rest until he found him.

It had been a week since Yuugi went missing. Mysteriously, so did Ryou, and Mokuba. And all of the group had yet to sleep. They would not rest, not even for the slightest second.

Recently, Yami had been having visions, Of a cabin in a deserted place. Mokuba, Yuugi and Ryou had to be there.. Bakura and Seto saw it too. There was no doubt. But there was an unfamiliar face.. one that no matter how hard they tried to see, they could not find the facial features of it.

Jou was currently driving their Ferrari F50, going 150 on a 100. His blonde locks whipped around his smooth, pale face, honey eyes tinted blue from his shades.

Seto was next to him, currently shouting into his phone. It was something along the lines of `IF YOU FUCKING TOUCH HIM, I SWEAR…' Well.. let's just say the rest was in-human. He sighed, long and sadly and he ran his fingers through his chestnut tresses. Glancing back at Bakura, ice blue eyes shining with hope, he spoke.

"We got him," His voice was loud enough over the wind for Jounouchi to overhear, and the car halted immediately. Which sent everybody sprawled overtop of their respected seat.

"You serious, man!? Ya fuckin' got `em!" With that said, Jou jumped the shocked brunette, groping everything he could.

Yami raised an eyebrow.

"Calm it, Jou. Seto, where are they?"

Pulling away from his puppy, Seto lowered his eyes to Yami's, who was currently laying on Bakura's lap.

"Just a road or two up. We also know who has them.."

Bakura's head shot up. He gripped the CEO's trench coat, and pulled him meters away from his own face, mouth pulled back in a snarl.

"WHO!?"

Seto looked at Yami, then Bakura. He uttered one word, before Jou set off again, faster than before.

Yami's wide crimson stared blankly into icy coffee. Both knew this day would come..

"Malik…"

~*~

"Malik? Do you wish for anything else?" Yumi asked. He brushed a stray golden bang back, and straightened out his new clothes.

Malik thought is appropriate to give Yumi his `Old uniform' back.

It was a maid's outfit. The skirt stopped at his thighs, and when he bent over, you were able to see his good portion, seeing as Malik had INSISTED that he never wore underwear before, so why should he start now?

The top was tight, and showed how thin he actually was. It's corset didn't even hurt, because it was on as tight as it would go, and still was loose on him.

The outfit was all black, except for the frills around the neck, bottom, and hair piece.

Malik spared a glace at Yumi, and smiles kindly. He shook his head, and patted his lap, as a motion for Yumi to come over and sit with him. He watched as the shorter took elegant steps, and each one drove Malik wild.

Carefully, Yumi, or Yuugi, was he was said to prefer it, sat on his lover's lap. He leaned against his koi, and looked into violet eyes, much like his own.

Then it hit him… Crimson eyes, and hair like his own.

Yuugi shook his head, and smiled weakly at his Malik.

"What is it that you wish of me, Malik?" He asked softly, and sweetly.

Malik looked him up and down, and smiled sadly.

"Yuugi.." He whispered, "Do you remember the people I told you about?"

Yuugi nodded. Malik had said earlier to ready the room, because they were having guests. He was to meet them at the door, bring them to this room, but not allow any to touch him. When he was in the room with Malik, he was to stay at his side the whole time.

Malik smiled. He held out a costume for his little lover, and laughed silently as Yuugi cocked his head to the side.

"My love, I don't want them to see you're exquisite face, not just yet. I need you to put this on.."

Yuugi nodded, and stripped himself of his clothes right there. He pulled on his clothes, and when he was finished, spun around in a circular motion, for his lover to see.

Malik nodded and smiled when he head a knock at the door. `Yami won't recognized him, not when he can't see his body or face at all'

Yuugi smiled, and skipped out to meet his lover's guests.

~*~

Yami knocked on the door impatiently. Malik wanted them to behave, or he would have Yuugi executed.

He was going to knock again, when a small figure opened the door.

It was a woman, at the shape had to be. The girl was dressed as jester, bells on his hat, wrists, and ankles. The costume was brightly decorated, blues and greens. All sorts of colors and pastels to be shown off. The face of the figure was covered by a mask. Half smiling, half crying. Like Ying and Yang.

Yami cleared his throat, and nodded towards the figure, smiling as nice as he could.

"We're here to se-"

"Malik-sama" The smaller one finished. Yami blinked. It sounded so much like his lost lover. But Yuugi would never call Malik a `lord'.

"Hai," The white haired one answered.

"Ai, follow me!" The small jester replied, and skipped off towards a back room.

Yami's eyes remained on the figure, curiosity flashing in his crimson eyes. This person.. so much like Yuugi.

The figure was humming merrily to a tune that was hard to pin-point. It's arms swung back and worth with each step it took.

Seto spoke up.

"What's your name, miss?"

The figure stopped, and turned, it's head to the side a bit.

"My name? I'm no miss. But Malik told me to tell you nothing till we got to his room! Sorry," And with that, the figure took off again, humming.

"This bullshit has gone on long enough," Bakura growled, reaching for his gun.

Yami stopped him.

"Iie, I think.. that this," He gestured to the figure, "Could be our ticket to Yuugi.. let's just follow her.."

~*~

Malik smiled as Yumi led the others into his room.

Yuugi skipped over to him, and beamed when Malik patted him bottom appreciatively. He sat down on Malik's knee, and smiled at their guests.

"Malik, where is he!?" Seto roared.

Yuugi flinched at the tone of voice one of them had used. Why were they yelling at his lover?

"Aa, but Seto," Malik calmly replied, "Mokuba, along with Ryou, left here long ago. They feared you. Now, if you'll please bring your voice down, I'd be grateful. You are scaring my little one, badly."

To prove his point, he looked down at the other, only too see it shivering and hiding it's face in his shirt.

"Yami, have you met this delicate flower yet?"

Yami shook his head, scarlet orbs swirling with curiosity.

Bakura growled, and Seto bit his lip to make sure Yuugi would be ok. Jou looked at the girl on Malik's knee oddly.

The figure giggled lightly when Malik brushed his lips against it's neck.

"Malik, koi, may I take off the mask? It's getting stuffy in here." The figure asked.

Malik smirked, and simply nodded.

Reaching for the mask, Malik caught it's gloved hand, and looked at it cutely.

"Would you mind keeping on the hat, it just looks so adorable on you~"

The figure nodded, and faced Malik, taking off the mask slowly, and placing a chaste kiss on the tanned one's lips, before turning and facing the company of his lover.

The gang of trench-coated boys all gasped, as the saw the face of Yuugi Mouto.

Yami fell onto his knees, in front of Yuugi and Mali, and looked pleadingly towards the other tanned male.

"Please," he whispered, "I'll do anything.. just.. give me back Yuugi.."

Yumi cocked his head to the side, and blinked.

"Koi.. how does he know my name?" Yuugi questioned Malik, "Why does he want me?"

Yami blinked..

" `Koi'? Yuugi.. what has he done to you?" Yami asked as he gripped onto Yuugi's hand, "Why don't look at me with love anymore?"

Yuugi looked into bright, tear-filled, crimson orbs, and saw the truth.

~*~ Flash Back

`Yuugi yawned and looked at his savior. They could be long lost twins or something. This man had a few for streaks of blonde in his hair, and sharper features. Along with the two ruby eyes instead of amethyst, and a slight height difference. The guy just… wouldn't stop looking at him.

"Ano… Very well, thank you… but.. Who are you?"

Yami chuckled softly. The boy's voice was full of innocent curiosity, and the glimmering mauve orbs staring so widely at him only added to the affect of cuteness. The taller shook his head and smiled down at the being in his arms. He didn't know his name either.

"Oh, where are my manners," One startled Yami's hand was grasped and shook eagerly, "I am Yuugi Mouto, and it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. …?"
Yet again, Yami laugh quietly at the seemingly-young ones' enthusiasm. Setting Yuugi down onto his bed, he sat at the end.

"Yami, Hiwatari Yami.*1* Now, Mouto-san, I would say you should rest. It is good for a cold to be treated with sleep and a lot of fluids."

Yami laid the young one under his covers, after Yuugi had gotten changed into a pair of his pajamas, and stroked the light one's forehead. Either his hand was really cold, or Yuugi had a rather large fever. Retreating to the kitchen, Yami reached up for the medicine cabinet, bringing back a thermometer and cold syrup'

~~

`Yami chuckled softly at the sight before. There sat a spread, pouting, nearly naked Yuugi, mock glaring up at him... Had he mentioned nearly naked?

Yuugi whined softly in the back of his throat, furrowing his eyebrows and turning his nose up at Yami. That was all the one lounging in the bed needed before he burst out laughing at him. The sound was rich, deep, and came out proud as his natural voice did. Through fits of laughed, and hard, ragged breathes, came a question.

"Oi, I didn't understand a word you just said, because you were too busy laughing at me!"

Slowly, Yami stopped, and after a few moments of senseless chuckling, he sat up, tanned muscles rippling slightly.

"I said, what do you want for breakfast?"'

~~

`A strangled cry awoke Yami from his pleasant slumber, only for him to realize that he was sprawled overtop of a whimpering, panting Yuugi. His eyes widened, and he had to keep him erection in check, at the sight before him. Yuugi looked as though they were in the middle of making love right then in there. A thing he had missed dearly, but didn't want to do anything before Yuugi remembered…

His thoughts were shot off course when he realized Yuugi was crying softly. He cocked his head to the side and nuzzled his cheek against Yuugi's own. It helped, but only remotely. The crying was still there, so Yami did the only thing he could think of, he pulled Yuugi into his arms, and rocked him back and forth slowly. It was the method he had used to long ago.

"Y-yami…" The ruby eyed man looked down, "I… I have a fear of thunder storms.."

"I'm sure I would to, if I had a past such as yours, Chibi ichi,"

Yuugi gasped in fear. Yami knew… wait a second, he had only met him a week or so ago!!

"What the hell…"

Standing swiftly, causing Yami to fall onto the floor, he pulled a picture, that rested innocently on the side table, and looked at it.

"Oh…. Dear Ra…"

There, in the portrait, was Yami and Yuugi, or what seemed to be Yuugi, kissing on hill in the sun sets' rays.

"Yami… what…What is this?!"'

~~

"Mine..." Was the only warning that Yuugi had before he was filled cautiously with a _much_ larger object than the three fingers. He writhed in pain even though he was well prepared. He whimpered as his Yami stopped only when buried to the hilt.

Yami stopped and held still, waiting for the one below him to adjust to his ministrations. He leaned over and kissed his crying lover to take his mind from the pain. He shifted a little, trying to find that certain spot inside his koi that would make him scream out his name... in pleasure unmatched by anything he had ever felt before.

His lips wandered down to a pert nipple as he waited and shifted slightly. His aibou moved in experimentation, finding that he enjoyed this now. He mewled as Yami found his prostate and brushed it repeatedly. Yami pulled out and thrust slowly back into the velvety warmth of _his_ Yuugi.

The two found a rhythm after a minute, and were soon thrusting harshly as they climbed to their climaxes. Yami's hand wrapped around the again hard arousal of his koi.

Yuugi cried out at the contact and felt himself losing control. He cried out as he came, his inner walls clenching around the thrusting member of his koi. This in turn made Yami cry out as he fell over the top of the mountain of his climax. The two tired boys fell against the bed and lay there panting.

"Ai shiteru koi." Yuugi muttered as he curled into Yami.

"Ai shiteru, chibi koi. Ai shiteru..."

~~

Yami stood, frozen in place, as he looked over the scene before him.

Malik lay, over top, pants down, of his little semen covered seraph, who also had his pants down. Both sets of dazed mauve orbs upon them, one mystified, the other amused. A few drinks lay around the dirty table the two were settled so nicely on.

Yuugi, whose drug had been slowly wearing off during his… activities, was almost completely sure of what was happening. The beat of the music made him more and more aware, as if his saint, saving him from his perplexed state. He was vaguely aware of someone overtop of him, and when spared a glance, saw blonde and tanned skin. He figured it was Yami, until he shot a glance at the person who stood there gaping.

And his jaw dropped too.

If this was his Yami standing in front of him… who was..

~*~ End flashback

Yuugi cried out as all his memories came rushing back.

"Yuugi!" Yami cried out as he wrapped his arms around his fallen love.

Yanking Yuugi towards him, he took off, only to run smack into..

~*~

Mwhaaha, I'm so evil! Who did he run into?? Will it be on of the dirty dancers, or a new character, we need to introduce!?

Comment, and I'll think about telling >D