Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Darkness in the Light ❯ Chapter8 ( Chapter 8 )

The Darkness in the Light

by Dragondreamer and Yami Dragon

Disclaimer: We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If we did, Dragon would have Joey as her personal sex toy.

Warning: This story contains shouenen-ai (guy/guy relationships) and yaoi (guys having sex with guys). It also contains coarse language and violence. If you don't like it, or become offended by such things, leave now! Don't bother flaming us, because we'll just laugh at you.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT YAOI (MALE/MALE SEX)! IF THAT'S NOT YOUR THING, THEN LEAVE NOW!

Note: *…* Ryou's thoughts and mind link to Bakura

**…** Bakura's thoughts and mind link to Ryou

/…/ Yugi's thoughts and mind link to Yami

//…// Yami's thoughts and mind link to Yugi

[…] Joey's thoughts

[[…]] Seto's thoughts

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Tristan: Aren't you done this story yet?

YD: Have you been told yet today?

DD: Give us a break Tristan. We're writing two stories here!

Bakura: Want me to send him to the Shadow Realm for you?

YD: Thanks for the thought, but we do need him for the story.

Bakura: I never get to have any fun!

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Chapter 8

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"Come on Yami! You haven't left the house in three days!" Yugi was getting annoyed with his other.

"Yeah," Tristan put in. "Come down to Otogi's with me. Ryou and Bakura are going to be there. We were going to play some DDM. Maybe you'd feel better if you kicked Bakura's ass in a duel."

"I don't know." Yami's eyes were shadowed from lack of sleep, his face pale. "I think I'll just stay here."

Joey, who was leaning against the living room wall, cleared his throat, catching Tristan's attention. He sent a pointed look to his best friend and Tristan immediately understood. Joey and Yugi hadn't had more than a few moments alone together since this all started. Especially since Yugi insisted he sleep with Yami every night. As much as Joey felt for Yami, he was getting a little aggravated with the lack of privacy.

"Come on Yami. If you don't, Bakura's gonna say you didn't show because you were afraid to duel him." Tristan baited him.

Color flowed back into Yami's cheeks. "Not bloody likely!"

Yugi suppressed a giggle, taking off his card belt and handing it to his dark. "You'd better go wipe the floor with him then."

"Well…" Yami hesitated, looking for an excuse. "Tristan, you know I can't fit into Otogi's helmet."

Tristan smirked. "That's okay. I walked."

"Fine." Yami sighed, realizing they weren't going to give up. "For a little while."

Yami turned and started downstairs, not even waiting to see if Tristan followed. Tristan gave Joey a thumbs up and smiled.

"Thanks buddy." Joey grinned.

~*~*~*~*~

Tristan stepped up onto the sidewalk, looking over his shoulder to see what was taking Yami so long. They had crossed the street so Tristan could go into their favorite café and get coffee for everyone.

"Yami! Look out!"

Tristan bolted back into the street, yanking Yami out of the path of a van in the nick of time and pulling him up onto the sidewalk.

"Gods Yami! Are you okay?!"

Yami was staring at the van that had nearly hit him. There was a bright blue Kaiba Corp. logo on the side.

//How fitting.//

"Yami?"

Yami looked up at Tristan, tears coming to his eyes. His look was so desolate that Tristan had to choke back his own tears. He wrapped his arms around the diminutive Pharaoh and just held him right there outside the coffee shop.

"We…we should go." Yami's voice was muffled by Tristan's shirt.

"Okay buddy." Tristan let go of him, but took his hand, not giving a damn what anyone thought as they started back up the street.

~*~*~*~*~

He looked out the window of the coffee shop and saw his son wrapped up in the arms of a tall brunette that definitely wasn't Seto Kaiba.

He'd seen the billionaire storm out of the game shop three mornings ago. As far as he knew, he hadn't returned; and here the boy was, playing the whore already.

He laughed. This little turn of events might just make his task easier. He got up and followed after them as they left.

He kept his distance until they came to a game store a few blocks away. He watched as they were greeted by a black haired youth who kissed the brunette, who was still holding the other's hand. Before he could think about it, two almost identical boys with long white hair joined them. The smaller of the two hugged his son, holding him; it seemed to the watcher, longer than necessary for mere friendship's sake.

"Well, what a tight knit little group." He whispered to himself. "Maybe I can use this to my advantage."

~*~*~*~*~

Yugi walked up to Joey and leaned against him. "I thought we'd never get him out of here."

"I'm glad he went. He couldn't stay hiding out in here forever."

"What are we going to do Joey?" Yugi looked up at the blonde, his huge amethyst eyes sad. "Where's Seto? Mokuba doesn't even know where he is."

"I don't know baby. He has to come back sometime."

Yugi sighed, frustrated. He needed answers if he was going to help his other get through this. Yami's heart was broken and it hurt the little hikari to no end. He had lain awake the last two nights, watching Yami pretend to sleep. He was so tired he didn't think he could sleep now even if he wanted to. His whole body ached and he had the sudden urge to have a hot shower.

"I'm going to go take a shower Joey. Maybe it'll help me sleep or something."

"Go on. I'll go clean up the lunch dishes."

"Thanks love." Yugi headed down the hall, the promise of hot water and billowing steam drawing him like a magnet.

Joey began to load the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, thinking about Yugi.

[Poor little guy. He's taking this almost as hard as Yami is. He looks like hell right now. Maybe I should just go in and make him go to bed.]

Joey left the kitchen and made his way down the hall to Yugi's room.

Clouds of steam were pouring out of the open bathroom door. Joey smiled and his gaze went to the rumpled bed.

[I think I'll change the bed. He'll sleep better for it.]

He went back out into the hallway at took fresh sheets out of the linen closet. Returning to the room, he stripped all the covers off and swiftly began to remake the bed.

"What are you doing?"

Joey turned and his heart stopped. Yugi was standing in front of him, dripping wet, with nothing but a towel draped loosely around his hips. Joey swallowed hard as he felt his body react to the sight.

"I'm…ummm…changing the bed for you."

"Oh. Thanks." Yugi turned back to the bathroom, smiling to himself. He knew that the blonde planned for him to get some sleep, but the shower had revived him, and he had other ideas in mind. He'd be damned if he wasn't going to take advantage of the fact that they were alone.

Yugi dried off, toweling his hair damp-dry and smiled again, looking in the mirror. His hair was even more wild than usual and he ran his hands through it. He knew most people thought he must use a half a bottle of hair gel a day, but he didn't. It was a running joke amongst his friends. Whatever weird genetic mutation gave him this hair; he'd lay the blame squarely at his grandfather's feet.

/Joey liked it when I was bold with him the other day. It really turned him on. Well, let's see how he reacts to brazen./

Yugi dropped his towel into the hamper and went back out into the bedroom, walking stark naked across the room and crawling up on the freshly made bed. Joey had his back to him, picking the dirty sheets up off the floor. Yugi pulled the covers back and lay down, resting on his side.

"Joey?"

"Yeah?" Joey turned around and the sheets dropped from his arms.

It was all Yugi could do not to laugh at the look on the blonde's face. He pulled his best innocent face. "Will you lay down with me?"

"Uhhh…yeah, sure." Joey started for the bed.

"Joseph Wheeler! You are not getting into this clean bed with your clothes on!" Yugi scolded.

"Yugi…" Joey blushed slightly.

Yugi lifted an eyebrow. "What? I mean it."

"Fine." Joey sighed, stripping out of his clothes, leaving his boxers.

"Those too."

Joey stared at the other, a little shocked. Yugi's tone had gone from stern to seductive in a split second. Then, with a grin, he slipped his boxers off and joined Yugi on the bed.

He pulled the smaller teen to him, reveling in the warm, still damp skin against his own.

"You really need to get some sleep baby." The blonde said, running a hand through the spiky, damp hair.

"But I don't wanna." Yugi gave him an over-exaggerated pout.

Joey snickered. "You don't, huh? Well, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know." Yugi said slyly. "How about this?" He leaned up and licked the blonde's jaw.

"Hmmm…or maybe this?" Joey took his lips, swiftly slipping his tongue in and caressing Yugi's.

Yugi pulled away. "Well…what about this?" He moved down Joey's chest, taking a nipple in his mouth and worrying it with his teeth.

Joey hissed. "I think I like this better." He yanked Yugi up, pushing him onto his back and started licking the scar on his neck.

"Me too." Yugi moaned and clutched Joey's hair, straining against him, feeling his control slip. "Joey…Joey…oh gods!"

Joey moved back up to capture the other's mouth in a heated kiss, all pretense at play gone. He moved up further, not breaking the kiss and ground their hips together, earning a whimper from the smaller boy.

When their lips finally parted, Joey moved down Yugi's chest, gently kissing every scar before continuing lower. Yugi sighed, wondering once again what he had done to deserve such a gentle and loving person in his life.

Joey ghosted little kisses across his lover's belly before reaching to lightly trail his fingers over his arousal. Yugi's breath caught in his throat as the blonde bent his head and took him in his mouth. He began to thrust upwards into the heat engulfing him, feeling a sensation like hot lava pooling in his stomach.

"JOEY!!" The compact body went into spasms as he hit his peak.

Joey stayed where he was, caressing the small thighs until Yugi stopped twitching. He moved up to take the other into his arms, brushing the damp bangs back from his flushed face and kissing him softly.

"Oh gods." Yugi whispered weakly. "That was…incredible."

Joey smiled at him, rubbing his shoulders. "Love you."

"I love you too Joey. I really do." Yugi looked into the blonde's amber eyes, wanting him to understand. "I love you so much it hurts. I can't begin to tell you what your patience has meant to me. You're so…so…"

Joey placed a finger over the other's lips. "Shhh…no. I love you. That's why. You don't have to say anything else."

/If he won't let me tell him, maybe I can show him instead. But…can I do that? I've never done that before…except…/

Yugi clamped his fear down under iron bars in his mind as he boldly reached out to caress the other, sliding out of his arms, moving downward.

"Yugi…" Joey sat up, touching his shoulder. "You don't have to."

Yugi saw the worry in the blonde's eyes. "I want to Joey. I need to."

Joey nodded slowly, laying back down and putting his arms above his head, instinctively knowing he shouldn't touch him. He fought not to move as the moist heat began to surround him. When the hot mouth engulfed him completely, he unconsciously thrust into it, groaning.

Yugi froze at the movement, struggling not to tear away and run.

/No…it's not him…it's Joey…Joey…he loves me…this is good…this is right…not him…Joey…/

"Baby…I love you…" Joey whispered, feeling the little body tense.

/Joey./ His fear evaporated.

He began to experiment, wanting to please the other, allowing the moans and whimpers guide his actions. He was only slightly surprised when he felt himself becoming aroused again. It was good; it was right. Joey was his lover, his friend, his everything. It would never be like it was with his father. Joey would never hurt him.

With this realization, Yugi made a decision. He released the blonde and slid back up, kissing him deeply.

"Joey?" He asked, breaking the kiss. "Will…will you take me?"

"Are you sure baby?" Joey cupped the other's face in his hands and looked into his eyes, trying to see if there was any fear there. There wasn't.

"Yes." Yugi whispered. "I want you to…please?"

Joey laid the smaller teen back on the bed, pressing small kisses across his face, whispering words of reassurance and love. He stroked his hands down the other's body, feeling the skin heating up under his fingers. Yugi arched under the tender assault.

"Please Joey." He whined. "Please, now!"

Joey reached for the bottle of cream, liberally coating his fingers. As gently as possible, he inserted a finger into the other, moving it slowly back and forth. Yugi tensed and whimpered.

"Easy baby."

Yugi shivered and forced the tension from his body, trying not to concentrate on the pain. As he felt a second finger slip into him, something unexpected happened. White hot pleasure ripped through his body making him moan. A third finger was added, but he didn't even notice as the intense fire flowed through him.

Joey watched the rapture spread across the other's face. He wanted him so badly, but he was worried about how Yugi would handle being pinned beneath him. There was one way…

He removed his hand and lay on his back, pulling Yugi on top of him, taking the small hips in a gentle grip. Yugi was panting, almost senseless, as Joey positioned him and slowly pressed him down. The smaller teen winced, gripping the blonde's wrists.

Joey stayed perfectly still, giving Yugi time to adjust. "Okay baby?"

Yugi nodded, leaning forward to kiss the other lingeringly. When he moved back he gasped, eyes widening. Joey couldn't help but grin at him.

The smaller boy moved again, tentatively, and a small whimper escaped him. Joey kept his hands on Yugi's hips and let him find his own rhythm.

Joey began to lose himself in the unbelievable tightness and heat of the other. He was vaguely aware of Yugi calling his name, his tone pleading. His hands left the small hips and he propped himself up on his elbows, taking Yugi's lips in an intense kiss as he began to rock into the other's movements.

"Joey…" Yugi moaned. "I'm gonna…oh gods…it's too much."

Joey leaned all his weight on one arm as he brought a hand up to wrap around the other's arousal. Yugi threw his head back and screamed wordlessly as he released hard into the blonde's hand. The sight alone was enough to make Joey lose control. Everything went grey and they both collapsed.

When he finally became aware again, Joey found himself lying on his side, arms around Yugi who was cuddled into his chest, trembling. He heard a soft sob and realized the other boy was crying.

"Yugi? Are you okay?"

Yugi looked up, tears streaming down his face, and nodded. "I love you Joey."

"Oh baby." The blonde kissed the wet cheeks. "I love you too. Tell me what's wrong."

"There's nothing wrong. I just…it doesn't hurt anymore…inside. He can't hurt me anymore." He began to sob again, burying his face in the blonde's neck.

Joey held him close, letting the tears wash away the last of his lover's pain.

~*~*~*~*~

"I don't think so Tomb Robber." Yami flipped his face down card. "Mirror Force!"

Bakura groaned as his monster shattered into virtual splinters and his life points dropped to zero. **Fucking Pharaoh.**

"Good duel Yami." Bakura plastered a half sincere smile on his face. "There's always next time."

*Thank you yami.*

**Only for you Ryou. I really would like to smack that smirk off his face with something sharp though.**

*Oh Bakura! At least he's smiling.*

**Is that what you call it?** Bakura stepped off the dueling platform, noticing that Yami was indeed smiling for the first time in days.

"Told you you'd feel better if you kicked Bakura's ass!" Tristan commented, totally unfazed by the scowl he received from the white haired spirit.

"I must admit," Yami said as he approached the others. "It does have its benefits."

"Listen here Pharaoh..!" Bakura clenched his fists.

*Don't yami, please.*

Bakura sighed. **Fine.** He held out his hand to the other spirit. "As I said…a good duel."

Yami blinked in surprise before taking the proffered hand. "It was Bakura. Thank you."

The others snickered at the look on Bakura's face. It was extremely unusual for Yami to call him by his name; and unheard of for him to thank him for anything.

"Oh shut up." Bakura muttered.

Ryou put his arms around his beleaguered yami and kissed his cheek. Frustrated and desperately needing an outlet, Bakura responded by grabbing a handful of the other's hair and ravaging his lips, growling low in his throat. Ryou automatically melted into him with a moan.

"Come on you guys!" Otogi said. "Not here!"

Tristan elbowed the raven haired teen in the ribs, giving him a knowing smirk as he heard the other's breath hitch at the sight.

"Fuck you." Otogi mouthed at his lover.

"Later." Tristan mouthed back, winking.

Otogi rolled his eyes, turning to talk to Yami only to see him slowly walking out of the dueling arena, shoulders slumped.

"Great you guys!" He hissed at the other three. "Now look what you've done!"

"Aw, shit!" Tristan grabbed Ryou by the collar, dragging him off of Bakura. "Come on. Let's go after him. And try to keep your hands off each other!"

~*~*~*~*~

"Joey?" Yugi had a towel over his head, having just gotten out of the shower for the second time that afternoon.

"Yeah?" Joey answered from the bedroom where he was getting dressed after finally leaving the other lying exhausted in the bath tub.

"Did you hear the phone ring?"

"Nope." Joey stood in the doorway, looking at Yugi trying to untangle his hair. "How am I supposed to hear anything over your moaning?"

Yugi threw the wet towel at him laughing. "Me?! What about you?!"

"I don't moan." The blonde pretended to look hurt.

"Yeah, right." Yugi pulled on a clean pair of jeans and playfully shoved Joey out of his way, heading for the living room.

Joey followed along behind, grumbling to himself about how underappreciated he was. Yugi laughed at him, spinning around and jumping on him. Joey caught the little body against his own and leaned down to kiss him, meaning for it to be light and playful. But it didn't turn out that way.

"Joey. Stop." Yugi gasped. "Keep that up and we'll end up doing it right here."

The blonde chuckled at the half hearted refusal and continued into the living room, Yugi still in his arms. He dropped the smaller teen on the couch and collapsed beside him, reaching out to grab him. Yugi eluded him, leaning over to check the answering machine. The light was blinking and he pressed the play button.

"Yugi. It's Seto. I really need to talk to you. I'm at the office."

Yugi looked at Joey, eyes flashing. "Just like that? I'm back and I want to talk to you?!"

"Yugi, we should go over. You know Seto. It must have been really hard for him just to call."

"Well, he should damn well be apologizing to Yami, not me!"

"Let's just go talk to him? Come on. You wanted answers."

"Fine." Yugi didn't want to give in, but Joey was right. "But he'd better have them."

~*~*~*~*~

Seto sat behind his desk, nervously twirling a pen between his fingers. Mokuba had called him this morning and begged him to come home, arguing that the older boy couldn't hide forever.

The brunette had sat for hours after that phone call, staring at the ocean, his mind in turmoil. Part of him just wouldn't give in to the fact that his relationship with Yami was over. They had finally found each other again after millennia. Didn't that count for something?

He had to at least apologize. If Yami told him to go to hell after that, well, then he'd find a way to live with it…maybe.

He couldn't just walk up to Yami and say he was sorry though. Even now, his pride wouldn't allow it. He needed to find out if there was a chance Yami would even talk to him. That's what brought him to call Yugi.

But there was another reason he wanted to speak to the little hikari. He knew Yugi would be furious at him and for some reason, he felt the need to explain his actions to the small duelist as much as to his other. Maybe it was because he knew deep down that Yugi would understand. Or maybe it was because, after seeing the scars on the other's body, he wanted to help. He really wasn't sure.

He glanced at the clock. 6:07 pm. He had called Yugi an hour ago. Seto hoped that he wouldn't have to wait much longer, but then again, everyone was gone for the day, so maybe it was for the best.

His musings were interrupted by a knock on the door. "Come in."

Yugi strode through the door, amethyst fire reaching out to scald the brunette. Joey was a step behind.

"Where have you been?! You owe me some explanations Seto!"

Joey put his hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Easy Yugi. You said you'd listen to what he had to say."

Seto rose from his desk and came to sit in an armchair in the small sitting area of his office, indicating the other two should seat themselves on the couch.

"You have every reason to be mad at me Yugi." His voice was hoarse from all the crying he'd done over the last three days. "I only hope you can forgive me."

Yugi's anger left him at the sound of that weak, broken voice. "Why Seto? Why did you hit him? Why have you been fighting with him so much?" Tears filled the large purple eyes, his own voice cracking.

"I…" Seto closed his eyes a moment, trying to rein in his emotions. "Yugi, I know Yami told you that my step father used to beat me."

Joey instantly understood where this was heading and he put his arm around the smaller boy, drawing him close.

Yugi nodded. "He told me about it."

Seto looked into the glistening, jewel-like eyes, his own begging for understanding. "He didn't just hit me. When we found out what your father did to you…I understand that pain better than anyone."

Yugi's eyes went wide. "Oh gods. Seto, you don't mean...?"

The brunette nodded. "I never told Yami, and when he said I'd never understand…something snapped…I don't know…I'm sorry." He put his face in his hands, unable to hide the tears any longer.

Yugi shrugged off Joey's arm and slipped from the couch. Walking over to Seto, he ran a hand through the soft brown hair. "Seto, it's okay. I understand now and I forgive you."

Seto looked up and Yugi brushed the tears from his face, smiling gently at him.

"Will he forgive me though? Do I deserve it?"

"You do." Yugi replied softly. "And we'll make him see. I'll help you Seto."

"Joey? Could I talk to Yugi alone?"

"Sure thing." Joey got up and came over, reaching out to squeeze Seto's shoulder. "Take your time."

Yugi took Joey's hand in his for a moment, silently thanking him. The blonde left, closing the door behind him.

~*~*~*~*~

Joey took the elevator down to the lobby, nodding at the security guard as the man passed him on his rounds.

[Oh man! What a mess! What am I going to do? If Seto had only told Yami about this to begin with, we wouldn't be here. Gods! Damn, stupid, over proud…well, I'm gonna do something about it!]

Joey took out his cell phone, dialing Tristan's number.

~*~*~*~*~

It had taken him the better part of an hour to get Yami to smile again, and Tristan was beginning to get exhausted with the constant pressure. When his phone rang it scared the hell out of him and he yelped, jumping out of his chair, making everyone, even Yami, laugh.

Fumbling in his coat pocket, he scowled at his friends, finally grabbing his phone.

"What?!"

"Tris? It's Joey."

"You scared the shit out of me man! What do you want?"

"I want you guys to get over to Seto's office, and bring Yami."

"Huh?"

"He's back, you bonehead. I was just with him and…oh man…just bring Yami, would you?"

"I don't know Joey."

"I don't care if you have to knock him cold! Just get him here!"

"Fine. I'll do it already!"

"Get here as quick as you can. I'll be waiting at the front doors for you."

"Okay pal."

Tristan hung up and turned back to the table where the others were sitting. "Bakura, can I talk to you a moment?"

"What?" The former tomb robber got up and walked out of ear shot with Tristan.

Ryou tapped into the link and listened to what they were saying, trying not to let anything show on his face. He looked to Otogi and reached across him as if to pick up a napkin lying there left over from their dinner.

"Play along." He whispered into the other's ear.

Otogi acted like he never even heard him.

"Let's get going guys." Tristan said, coming back.

"Where?" Yami asked.

"Joey and Yugi want us to meet up with them."

Yami shrugged, not really caring, and got up to follow the others out of Otogi's game store. Ryou maneuvered him to the head of the group, engaging him in conversation, trying to distract the Pharaoh from their purpose.

Otogi looked to Tristan. "What's going on?"

"Seto's back. Yugi and Joey are with him at his office. They want us to bring Yami over there."

Otogi shook his head, looking puzzled.

"I don't know any more than you do babe. All I know is Joey's got some plan up his sleeve."

No one noticed the blonde man following closely behind them.

~*~*~*~*~

As soon as the group had rounded the corner, he hailed a cab. His chance had finally come. He only had to get to the Kaiba Corp. building before they did.

Arriving at the office tower, he paid the cab driver and slipped around to the back, easily finding what he was looking for.

He pounded on the metal door, knowing if he made enough noise; the security guard would come to check. He didn't have to wait long.

The door opened and a man in a security uniform stepped halfway out, only to meet a fist.

The blonde man grabbed the door as the guard fell out into the alleyway, unconscious. He slipped inside and carefully made his was down the service hall and cracked open the door he assumed led to the lobby. He had assumed right and a smirk creased his face.

He saw the blonde boy he had seen coming and going from his son's house leaning against the front doors, looking out into the street.

He slipped behind a huge potted tree and took a knife from a sheath on his hip, caressing the sharp blade.

Now he only had to wait.

~*~*~*~*~

TBC

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Ryou: I wish you'd stop doing that!

DD: If wishes were horses…

Otogi: Huh?

YD: Never mind. She's philosophizing again.

Yami: Irregardless, you really shouldn't leave the readers hanging like that.

YD: Have you been told today?

Yugi: Please tell me you're done torturing me?

DD: Not likely.

Yugi: *sighs*

Joey: Please review! We want to see the next chapter too!!