Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Hunters ❯ Party Time! ( Chapter 19 )

Back home again in Indiana…. *singing* ^_^ Enjoy!

News: Christine Feehan has another book out in her "Dark" series entitled Dark Symphony and a short story called "Dark Descent" in the book The Only One. I didn't get to read them until I got back to the States.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Nor do I own the "Dark" series. I am just a fan fiction writer having fun. So please don't sue me. ^_^

Warning: Lemony lime 7up! Will be marked off by *********

You have been warned!

/ Yugi to Yami / // Yami to Yugi // \Ryou to Bakura\

\\ Bakura to Ryou \\ [Malik to Marik] [[Marik to Malik]]

(Seto to Jou) ((Jou to Seto))

* General conversation * Personal thoughts +Commands+

The Hunters

Tiger_Serenity

Chapter 19

Party Time!

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Yugi's View

After Ryou gathered his courage, they began their walk down the blue painted hallway to the stairs. Pictures of Yugi and his family lined the walls in beautiful silver frames. He paused briefly to look at one in particular.

A grinning Yugi was standing in front of his parents holding a victory sign to the camera while trying to hold up the swim trunks that were slightly big for him. His hair was plastered down on his head and neck from being wet.

His beautiful mother, dressed in a light blue sundress and straw hat, was winking. My eyes…I have my mother's eyes. Her blonde hair, blowing in the wind, was held up in a long ponytail that extended past her waist. I used to love running my fingers through it.

There was a noticeable twinkle in his father's brown eyes as he kissed her on the cheek, holding her to his side. Solomon stood next to his daughter, holding his finger up as if to admonish them for their actions, but the smile on his face betrayed what he had really felt. We were happy…

The last picture we ever took together before…. was on my sixteenth birthday.

They took me to the beach along with grandpa. We had so much fun chasing each other in the sand…splashing each other with salty water. Dad was complaining about sand being in his ears for days afterwards. Mom teased him about being a big baby.

They were so excited when I showed them the completed puzzle. They knew no one else had ever been able to solve it. Ever. Until me. They had watched me work on it for eight years. They knew it was special…if they had only known why…

That same night I met Dama and Celga. They nearly scared me to death when they appeared in my room. If Dama hadn't frozen me in place with a spell, I might have yelled the roof down on our heads. Then, as quickly as I had feared them, I trusted them. We talked for hours that night.

I know they tried to save my parents. They fulfilled their duty in protecting me, but in the process failed in their mission to protect the ones I love. I never thought I would see Duel Monsters cry… But, I didn't blame them then, before Dama erased my memory. Nor, do I blame them now.

But, I miss them…mom….dad…

// Yugi, why do you feel so saddened? //

/ I was…thinking about my parents. I…miss them, Yami. /

// I know, little one. I know. //

He felt love, warmth, and strength from Yami wash over his mind and soul. He smiled softly. / I love you, Yami. /

// And, I love you. I wait anxiously to see what you have done. //

/ Look up. /

Yami gasped in him mind.

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They came down the stairs two by two. They saw the hunters' jaws drop open in shock as they stared up at them. "Oh my…Ryou?"

Bakura felt his heart stutter. Heat began to grow low in his body. Ryou was wearing a tight white tank top with camouflage colors splashed across it in random spots. It was ripped around the bottom hem, exposing his navel. The pair of skin-tight leather pants, matching the color of his eyes, had no snaps and left nothing to the imagination. His hair had been sprayed green at the tips. His eyes were lined lightly with black kohl.

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"Hot damn!"

Marik wanted to pounce the lithe body walking towards him slowly down the stairs. Malik was wearing a black fishnet shirt with a tan tight tank top underneath it. It matched the color of his leather pants. They were slung low on his hips, leaving his lower abs bare. His hair was streaked with black. His eyes were lined thickly with the kohl.

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"Sweet mother of…"

Jou smirked at the look on Seto's face. He was dressed in a tight white t-shirt that was missing one sleeve. The neck was ripped diagonally to expose his left side of his collarbone. It had splashes of amber color across the bottom. It matched his eyes and low slung leather pants perfectly. Around his neck was a strap of matching leather. His hair was styled to stick up and out more than usual.

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"Yugi…"

Yami couldn't think straight. Yugi was wearing a short, tight, black shirt. His leather pants were the same violet color as his eyes. He had put on a black belt for emphasis around his trim waist. A strap of matching leather was around his neck, connected by a buckle. The lower lashed of his eyes were lined with the black kohl. The blonde strips of hair were slicked back into the rest of it, making it styled to look more like Yami's.

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They heard a whistle. "Good job, Jou." Whip laughed.

"I agree." Asman smiled.

"Now let's see how long it takes for them to relearn how to speak." Che laughed, pointed at Bakura and the others.

"They're in shock." Dama smirked.

"You look good, boys." Solomon laughed. "Have fun, but be careful."

"We will. Yami?" Yugi giggled. "Yami? Earth to Yami. Stop staring."

// Yugi… //

/ That's my name. /

// You look…good. //

/ Good? Is that all? /

//You look…very good…oh gods // Good enough to eat. Yugi laughed as he caught the thought through their link.

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"I am having the same problem with Seto, Yug." ((Seto…))

(I'm dreaming.)

((That good, huh?))

(Damn right.)

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\ Kura? \

\\ You look…amazing. \\

\ Thank you. \ Ryou blushed.

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[Malik, stop staring at me, and say something. You look silly.]

[[Damn…]]

[You like?]

[[Very much.]]

[Good.]

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"Uh, boys, where are the zippers?"

"I can't make those, gramps."

"We're going to have to cut them off." Ryou's cheeks tinted pink.

"No, you won't. Hold still." A flash of purple light washed over them from Dama's staff. When it disappeared, zippers and fasteners had appeared on them. He added random shaped studs as accents down the sides.

"Cool! Thanks, Dama."

"You're welcome, Yugi."

// Damn it. //

/ What? /

// Nothing…bad thought. // Yugi caught the end of it, and blushed bright red.

Yami had envisioned cutting the leather off his body with his claws. / Yami! /

// I can't help it. You look good. //

"What about yourselves? Can you change?"

Yami smirked. "Give us a second."

In a flash, they changed their clothes. This time their mates' mouths dropped open. They were dressed in the exact opposite colored outfits. (1)

"Now you see how we felt."

\ Oh my… \ Ryou didn't hide the fact that he wanted to drool from Bakura's mind.

\\ Like? \\

\ Very much. \

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[Holy shit!]

[[I take that as a good sign.]]

[Hell yeah. Do you always radiate sex?]

Marik cracked up laughing in Malik's head. [[I wouldn't know.]]

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((Oh, gods…somebody pinch me…) "Ow!! I didn't mean it literally, Seto!"

(I know.)

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/ Sweet mother of… /

// Yugi? //

/ If I look half as good as you do right now, I'm lucky. /

// We're look almost the same thing. So if I look good, you look good. //

/ You look…very good. /

// Thank you. Ready to go? //

"Let's get to the party!"

"Uh…we never discussed how we were going to get there." Yugi looked sheepish.

"Take the car." Solomon held out a set of keys.

"Grandpa?"

"Well, you do have your driver's license. Use it. Go!"

"Thanks, grandpa. See you tomorrow!" They ran out the door to the garage.

"Make sure they are back before dawn. Be careful. Protect them and yourselves."

"We will." Yami nodded.

"Only a stupid vampire would attack all four of us. That would be suicide." Marik looked insane with his smirk and glinting eyes.

Solomon hid his shudder. "How will you get there?" Are they sure he isn't crazy?

"We have our own means of transportation." Bakura grinned.

"Let's go!"

They twisted their bodies into owls and flew off into the growing night, scanning their surroundings.

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They flew over the fairly new car. It was yellow, making it easy to spot from above. They could hear the conversation.

"Anzu and Honda are going to flip!" Jou bounced.

"Every girl in the place is going to flip." Malik grinned. "I almost feel sorry for them…almost."

"We're going to let loose, and try to forget about vampires for a while. I'm up for dancing!" Yugi smiled. His hands were lightly tapping the steering wheel to the music from the radio.

"Are we going to be able to dance?" Ryou looked down at himself.

"Ryou, chill out. Leather fits snug. You'll be able to dance." Malik tapped to the beat on his knees. He spotted the others flying above them. He decided to tease the pale-headed boy a little. "That is, unless Bakura gets you all hot and bothered."

"Huh?"

"That's a different dance all together."

Ryou blushed bright red, his eyes growing wide, as he realized what he meant. Malik cracked up laughing.

[[Bakura is not happy with you.]]

[I know. He is showing me right now.] Red eyes were blazing from upholstery in front of him. He could almost hear the growl behind it.

"We're here!" Yugi had to park in the last row of the lot because all the closer spots were occupied. They jumped out, slammed doors shut, and ran towards the school.

"Beat you there!" Jou took off at a dead run.

"Oh, no you won't!" Malik took off after him.

"Guys, wait up! We can't run that fast. Whoa!" A hand grabbed for Yugi. He went under it. He heard it hiss. "Yami!"

// Go inside. Now! There is more than one. We'll deal with them and join you. //

/ You sure? /

// Go! //

* Party time! * Marik flew at a hunching vampire. * Told you they were stupid to attack all four of us. *

* Let's get this over with. * Seto dodged and attacked.

* I count six. * Bakura ducked under a screeching vampire's flying leap.

* Seven. * Yami blocked pieces of flying glass and rock.

* Where is the other one? * Bakura returned the attack, scoring a direct hit.

* Chasing after Ryou and Yugi. *

* What?! *

* Don't worry, Bakura. Celga just sliced it in half. *

* Good. *

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"Great, now I'm all bloody." Marik snorted.

"Easy to take care of and you know it, lazy ass."

"One of these days, Bakura, you are going to get it for calling me that."

"Really?" Bakura grinned. Marik growled.

"Knock it off, you two. Clean up. You're mates are waiting on you."

"Let's go!" They ran up to the doors where the others were waiting. Malik and Jou were arguing.

"You had a head start!"

"So what?"

"I could have beaten you in a fair race."

"Uh…whatever."

"Not you two, too?" Yami shook his head. "You were smart to summon Celga, Yugi."

"That one got a little too close for comfort." Yugi shivered then brightened. "Party's waiting!"

They blinked as they entered the gym. Everyone was dancing. Colored lights were spinning everywhere. The four quickly focused to shield out some of the brightness against their sensitive eyes. Seto placed protection on Jou as well. Music came out of four huge speakers, causing them to also decrease their hearing.

"Oh…my…guys?"

"Hey, Anzu!"

"You guys look great! Uh…hello?!" She blinked as she saw Yami, Marik and Bakura. "How?" She looked between them in shock. "Are these your friends? But, you look alike."

+ Ignore it + Yami looked her right in the eye.

She shrugged. "I'm Anzu. And you are?"

"Yami."

"Seto."

"Marik."

"Bakura." They all bowed slightly as they greeted her.

"Nice to meet you all. Welcome to our last official party of the year."

"Thank you."

* Keep your guard up. We may be among a lot of people, but they can still attack. *

* Right. * They split in separate directions.

"Yo, Yug. What's up?"

"Hey, Honda. Just got here. This is Yami."

"Nice to meet you. Say…you two look an awful lot alike. Are you related?"

"No."

Honda blinked in shock, then shrugged as Yami's silent command drifted over his mind. "Have you seen Anzu?"

"She was by the door." / Are you going to do that to everyone that notices our similarities? /

"Thanks. See you later. Have fun."

"You, too!" / Want to dance, Yami? /

// I've been waiting for you to ask that. //

/ Really? / He laughed as Yami grabbed him. / Then why didn't you ask me? /

*********Warning starts now!**********

After the first song, Yugi was on fire. Everywhere that Yami had touched burned. He was learning to crave the feeling.

His back was pressed tightly to Yami's chest as they moved together to the rhythm of the song. Yugi clearly felt how Yami was reacting to him. He moaned as Yami's hand brushed against the back of his thigh. His leather pants were beginning to feel uncomfortable.

It had turned sensual. Yet, no one seemed to notice. Yugi knew why. Yami was shielding them somehow.

// They can see us, aibou, but they are not seeing what we are doing. It appears as if we are dancing like they are. //

The nip at his neck with sharp incisors caused him to yelp softly then melted back against him. / Here? /

// They will not see. I need to do this…I have to…or I will go crazy. //

The teeth sank into his neck. Yet, he felt no pain. Instead, he felt the same burning. Flames of fire rippled through his body. The leather grew even tighter on his body, growing uncomfortable. / Yami… /

// This is what you do to me… // Hips and hardened desire rubbed against his backside causing him to gasp and moan. He felt the swirl of Yami's tongue over the closing pinpricks. That mouth was instantly against his, claiming it. Devouring it.

Yugi would have screamed if Yami hadn't been kissing the daylights out of him when a hand found its way to his crotch. It began to rub him through the leather. / Yami…gods…don't… /

// Don't what? Don't do this or don't stop? // A vision of a Cheshire grin appeared in Yugi's mind.

/ I can't…I…friction…leather…rubbing…too much…I'm…oh gods. / The thoughts were completely scattered. His hips began moving on instinct alone against the hand moving on him.

The emotions and feelings that Yami was receiving from Yugi were driving him to his own breaking point.

Yugi's eyes snapped open. Yami stared into desire filled deep violet. He felt Yugi's body go rigid. /Yami! /

Release hit Yugi hard. The backlash of feelings down their link drove Yami into his own.

Yugi collapsed against him. Yami chuckled. / Please tell me you did not do that to me in the middle of my school's gym during a party. /

// I did. //

/ I'm never going to view the gym in the same way again. Um…/

// I know. We are a little…messy. Easily taken care of. // He removed all signs with a flick of his wrist.

/ That's convenient! /

*********Warning ends now!**********

"Man, even with Yugi helping me, I'm beat." Jou sank into a chair.

"That took a lot of energy. Just rest for a minute." He let his own energy was over Jou softly to sooth him.

"Thanks."

"Nice work, though." Seto appraised his attire.

"They had prewritten out the designs. I just read and concentrated. It was a little easier this time. It was just a lot."

"Hey, Jou." A girl walked up, startling him. He thought fast to remember her name.

"Hey…Melissa. Having fun?"

"Yes! This party is great. I was wondering…do you want to dance with me?"

"Uh…sure." ((Do you mind?))

(Go ahead. I'll just watch from here. I would like to see how the youth of today dances.)

By the time the song was over, Seto was seething. (She was all over you!) He had come close to frying her on the spot several times.

((I know. I was the one dancing with her. Remember?))

Seto smiled. (My turn.) Jou was laughing as he pulled him close. (Stupid…stupid…stupid…doesn't he realize…)

((What?))

(Yami is in the process of doing something. He may be blocking us from hearing or seeing him, but not from smelling him.) He pulled Jou flush against his body, rocking them together to the music.

((What is he doing?)) Jou felt the beginning of a burning sensation. A pleasant burning that went deeper than the skin. One that went to the soul.

(Seducing little Yugi, and doing a damn good job of it, too. I can smell both of them.)

((You can?))

(Yes, I can. He doesn't seem to realize that his actions are going to affect the other hunters in this room.)

((Meaning?))

(He is aroused, Jou. Highly. It is triggering our own. It doesn't help that I have you in my arms at the moment, either. You already know of my desire for you. See.) He rubbed himself against Jou, causing him to gasp and arch back into him.

((I can smell them now. I can smell you.)) Jou's heightened senses were on overload. Seto's hand had found it way to the exposed collarbone, barely brushing his fingers over it.

(I want you, Jou. I will eventually have you. But, right now it is too dangerous.)

((Why?))

(Uh…between mates, it can get really….uh…physical…in an aggressive sense. You may be a quarter, but your body would still not be able to withstand it. I would not have complete control. I could hurt you. Yami is running that risk as well. All of us are. If we were to go too far…) His hand ran down from the collarbone to the exposed skin above the snap in the leather.

Jou could sense what Seto wanted. He could easily read it, although he was trying to hide it from him.

((Block us.))

(Huh?)

((Block us like Yami is.))

(Why?) He knew the answer as soon as Jou pulled him towards the wall. (Jou?)

((Hush. Let me ease you a little.))

(Jou…)

((Please, let me do this.))

(What are you planning?)

((You will see.))

*********Warning starts now!**********

They were to the wall by an empty table. Jou shoved him lightly into one of the chairs. As soon as he caught himself he found that his mouth was being claimed in a passionate kiss by his puppy. ((I'm not a puppy, kitty.))

(You are shadowing in my mind!) Seto took control. His tongue swept over Jou's bottom lip. The tempting mouth opened quickly, meeting his tongue with its own.

He jerked when he felt a hand settle on the bulge in his pants. He felt Jou focus on the leather, causing it to stretch and loosen, giving room for it to push inside. (Jou?!) He growled softly as the hand wrapped around him.

((Let me do this.)) Jou's head lulled to the side, exposing his neck to Seto's moving mouth.

Seto had a different idea. He shocked him by sinking his teeth next to his collarbone. The duel sensation of drinking his blood and the movement on him body was driving Seto out of his mind.

((Lift your hips.)) Seto complied without thinking.

The leather shifted against his skin, releasing him from the loosened leather. Heat settled over him, pulling at him. Teeth nipped and dragged against the sensitive flesh. Coherent thought flew out the proverbial window in Seto's mind. All he could feel was Jou's mouth and the sensations he was creating.

His hands ran through Jou's soft hair, tugging at it with each nip he received. (You are a puppy.)

((And you purr like a kitten.))

(I do no…) He was. A sign of pleasure low and constant in the back of his throat.

Seto bucked off the chair. Jou had taken him in as far as he could, while creating a vacuum. Slowly releasing him almost all the way, only to repeat the process. Then the humming sensation began.

Jou read Seto's reaction. His body was beginning to stiffen. Hands fisted tightly in his hair. His thoughts were complete chaos.

Hips attempted to move upward, seeking more of the pleasure, only to be held down by Jou.

He relaxed again, taking Seto to the back of his throat. (Jou…you…I'm…I'm..)

((Just let go.))

With those whispered words across his mind, Seto relaxed the hold he on his body. He felt the burning tightness begin to grow. It grew dark behind his eyes. Suddenly white flashes burst in front of them. (Jou!)

He slumped forward. Honey eyes looked up into his blue. A tongue moved to catch what had escaped.

A smirk crossed Seto's lips. (My turn.)

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"Malik!"

He groaned internally. [Not again.] Five underdressed girls surrounded him.

"Oh my… who is this? He's so hot!" Marik shifted uneasily under the compliment. Anger flared in Malik. "Is he your brother?"

"My boyfriend." He smirked.

"Your what?!" Five pairs of eyes stared at Marik.

Marik caught onto the idea. He smirked. "You heard him right."

"This can't be true! Malik, tell us it isn't true!"

"Sorry, but it is." He ran his hand up Marik's side slowly.

"No!" They ran away crying.

[[You could have let them down a little easier.]]

[As if you didn't enjoy that.] Malik huffed back at him.

[[Well…]] He grinned evilly.

[See.]

[[Oh, be quiet.]]

Suddenly Marik paled. His nostrils flared. He was sniffing the air. [[Oh, damn.]]

[What?]

[[Nothing. I need to leave…to uh…use the restroom. Stay here. If you see anything strange, call Whip. I will be back.]] He ran from the room.

What are those morons thinking!? I can smell them. I smell their desire. I can feel my own rising to meet theirs. Damn them. Damn them for they have a way to relieve their arousals. I do not. I can feel Malik trying to read my thoughts. I cannot let him.

I do not have the control that they do. I never have. I cannot go back in there until their smells have settled. If I did not, I might attack Malik. I would not be able to stop myself. I could hurt him. I refuse to do that.

My hold on my sanity has long been weak. Many have questioned my loyalty to Yami because of it. They call me the darkest of the Great Four. They believe I kill the ones I feed from, but Yami covers my actions.

They think that I would turn vampire on my own. That I would release my own soul to accept darkness and corruption. To become the very thing I have fought against for so long. They call me traitor.

I am no traitor. I stand by my prince. I protect him as the others do. And now I protect my mate. Even if it means from myself.

Damn them.

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Ryou had gone to the restroom while Bakura waited outside. He was humming the song playing outside in his head. "My my…little Ryou all dressed in leather."

Ryou whirled. The captain of the football team was leaning against one of the stalls with his hands shoved in his pockets. He was one of Ryou's many tormentors. An evil look was in his eyes, as he looked him up and down. "Oh great. You might not want to do anything to me, Dustin."

He grabbed Ryou and shoved him. "Why?" Ryou caught himself on the sink.

"Because you'll get hurt." A cold voice said from behind him.

"What the?!" He pivoted on his heel. His eyes widened. He looked between Ryou and Bakura.

"I tried to warn you. Bakura, leave him alive."

Dustin jerked to stare at Bakura when that word registered. Something didn't look right about his eyes. He was glaring right back at him, an attack stance already forming.

"Bakura…" Ryou warned him softly mentally and orally.

"You okay?"

"Yes." He brushed the dust off himself.

Bakura fixed his eyes on the team captain. He dropped his voice to pure velvet. "If you ever touch Ryou, again…" His eyes flashed visible red flames. His teeth were bared to show the lengthening incisors. "You're dead."

"What the hell!?" Dustin backed up so fast he tripped over his own feet. He crashed to the floor.

"Understand?" Bakura bent over him.

"I don't want to die!" He curled up into a ball, hiding his neck, whimpering like a baby.

"Then, don't touch Ryou ever again." He snapped his teeth in emphasis.

"I won't! I promise! I promise!"

"Good. Let's go, Ryou."

\ Did you have to scare him like that? \

\\ I would have killed him if you hadn't told me to let him live. Sorry. Protective instinct kicked in again. \\

"What if he tells?"

"Who's going to believe him?"

"Good point…"

"Exactly. Now let's see if you look as good dancing in the leather as you do walking in it."

\ Kura! \ He blushed pink as the people within hearing distance gasped.

\\ What? \\ Bakura laughed.

Then paused. He caught a scent in the air. It was not strong. Not anymore. It was not enough to call forth his own need. Yami was already sated. If I had been in the room…He glanced at Ryou, who was beginning to sway to the music. I could have attacked him. His body would not have been able to stand what I would have given him, what I would have taken away from my by force. Wait…that is why Marik ran by me and out of this building into the night sky! He feared harming Malik!

He reached down a private link they shared together. * You can return, friend and fellow hunter, your mate is safe. The scent has diminished. It is safe to return. *

* Are you sure? *

* Yes. *

He sensed Marik enter the building through the door behind him. He turned to look at his shaken friend. He looked haggard. * Once he is turned…*

* I know. * Marik gave a half attempt at a smile, but failed. Malik was already walking towards him, sensing where he was through their link. He strengthened his mental shields against the boys probing, only allowing certain levels of his mind to be free for access.

"What happened to you!?" As soon as Malik saw Marik's face close up he knew something was wrong.

"A vampire tried to attack the building, but I stopped it." It was actually the truth. Marik had taken his anger at Yami out on it. "It was a longer battle than I thought it would be."

* Are you all right, friend? Speak to me the truth. *

* I am under control, Bakura. The affect has finally left my body. I will be fine in a few minutes. *

Then he winced as a shrill from a microphone cut through the air. "For all those duelists out there, the tables sectioned off in the east corner are for dueling. The contest begins in ten minutes."

Four faces broke out into large smiles.

Four voices of "Oh, no." floated in the air.

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An hour and a half later, the competition was down to two at last. Seto had barely beaten Yugi by ten life points. Yami actually had difficulties defeating Jou. He then consoled Yugi over his first loss ever at Duel Monsters. He glared at Seto, who shrugged sheepishly. * I'll get you back for that. *

"Not those two! Oh great. Run for cover!" Bakura groaned.

"What?" Ryou looked around puzzled.

"When Yami and Seto duel…well just watch." Marik sighed.

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Everyone had stopped dancing. They were trying to see the duel. Several were standing on tables and chairs.

"Did you see what he just did?! Sweet strategy."

"I don't know who to cheer for!"

"Is that Yugi Motou?"

"No. That's someone named Yami. They sure look alike, though.

"That Seto is good looking."

Jou growled when he heard that comment. He stepped closer to Seto.

(Relax, Jou.) Seto laughed in his head.

Mine! Mine! Mine! Jou yelled in his head. Seto laughed even harder.

((Quiet, you. Your turn. Yami just took out your Blue Eyes.))

(What?!) "How did you?"

"Pay attention, Seto." * Jou is complaining about the compliments? *

* Yes. As if Yugi isn't pissed, too. You're getting quite a few of your own. *

* He's mad, yes. *

/ Oh, hush up. /

//It's true. //

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Yami sighed in relief as the card he had been waiting for finally came up in his deck. "Sorry, Seto. Duel's over. I play Monster Reborn!"

He used Seto's Blue Eyes to drop his life points to zero. * I really hate it when you do that. Use my own monster against me. *

* You've never been able to beat me. Yugi has been avenged. *

* I know, oh great King of Games. *

/ Huh? /

// It is one of my many nicknames. //

/ Oh. /

The crowd had burst into cheers. "That was awesome!"

"Those two are excellent duelists!"

"They could give Pegasus a run for his money!"

* We plan on it! * Four voices said simultaneously.

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The dancing had resumed. People still stared at Yami, but he ignored them.

"Yugi, can I talk to you for a second? Please."

"Sure, Anzu." / I'll be back…if I am not back in ten…send a search party! I probably be dead of a bleeding eardrum. / He laughed mentally. "What's up?"

"Where did you meet these guys?"

"Right outside before we came in for the party."

"What?!"

"Honestly, Anzu…we met them after the movies. It was after you left."

"Oh. Yami is good looking, and a talented duelist."

"Yes he is. Uh…and your point being?"

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

"Uh…no."

Anzu perked up. "He's available?!"

Yugi growled. Yami was laughing in his head. // What are you going to say to that, aibou? //

"He's taken, Anzu." He bit out between clenched teeth.

"Huh? But, you just said that he didn't have a girlfriend."

"I know. He doesn't."

"Then how is he not available?"

"Oh…Anzu…think for a second. He doesn't have a girlfriend, but he's taken."

"Meaning?"

// Is she really this dense?! //

Yugi sighed. "He has a boyfriend."

She paled. "Boyfriend…" She gagged on the word, but recovered. "Oh. Who?"

"Me." He looked her square in the eye.

"What?!" Her jaw dropped open as she stepped back in shock.

"It's true." He felt an evil idea for in Yami's mind. / Yami? /

He saw Yami walking towards him slowly, body moving like a lithe cat. His hips moved in a way that made Yugi's mind scream the word sex in the barricaded section of his brain.

"Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you." He kissed Yugi's cheek, right at the corner of his mouth. He could sense him getting flustered. "Hello, Anzu. We meet again." He encircled Yugi's waist with his arm, leaning his chin on top of his head.

"Uh…hello. Are you enjoying the party?" She looked jealous, then queasy, then normal again. She stared at where Yami was rubbing Yugi's hip.

"Yes, I am actually. I learn more things about Yugi every day. He sure can move if he wants to dance."

Yugi blushed. "Thank you."

Jealousy again flared on her face. It was so strong; Yami believed he could almost touch in the air. "Nice seeing you again. I see Honda came back in. Bye." She walked away quickly.

Yami laughed when he heard her next comment. "Men are like parking lots. All the good spots are taken, and the rest are handicapped."

(1) This would mean that Yami is wearing a tight sleeveless violet blue shirt with black leather pants. Bakura is wearing a brown shirt with camo army pants. Seto is wearing an amber shirt with white splashed across the bottom…so on a so forth for the rest of them