Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Model Romance ❯ Love Is Not Forever ( Chapter 9 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

—I know Pedro is Spanish o.o; I just thought “Pedro Napoleon” had a nice ring to it. Oh well…-shrugs- Anyways now that Yuugi and Yami are broken up, things might not turn out to be a happy ending.
 
Chapter 9 - Love Is Not Forever
 
When Yuugi got home, he found Yami packing his things into the new Mustang Yuugi had bought him a couple of weeks ago. Neither one of the young men said a word to each other. It was useless to try and convince Yuugi that Yami was innocent, because all that fake evidence seemed so real. They locked eyes for a brief minute. Yami felt the hurt and sadness in Yuugi's eyes sting his soul like a wasp.
 
Yami turned away and finished packing. Fatima meowed angrily from her carrier. She scratched at the side and looked at Yuugi with her big sad kitty eyes. Yuugi knelt and stroked her forehead through the cage door. He stood and saw Yami standing there, ready to put Fatima in the car too.
 
“I found an apartment on the other side of town.” Yami said. He held out a piece of paper with his new address and phone number on it.
 
Yuugi averted his eyes from the paper. “I don't want it.” He replied flatly.
 
Yami put the paper in his pocket and said, “Good-bye, Yuugi.”
 
“Whatever…” Yuugi muttered.
 
Yami put Fatima's carrier in the front passenger seat and started the car. Yuugi didn't watch him drive away, but he heard the car pull out of the driveway. Yuugi walked into his mansion. It was empty again. He was alone again. No one was there to share his nights or his bed. No one he could come home to at the end of the day.
 
The phone started ringing. Yuugi answered it the first three times. Each of those three calls was from somebody wanting to know if he was going into porn. He slammed the receiver down and unplugged every phone in the house from the wall. Yuugi ran to his room and locked the door. It was safest place he could think of at the moment. He locked all the windows and shut the curtains.
 
If Yami had still been there, he would've wrapped his arms around Yuugi's waist and held him as close as possible. “What's wrong, Aibou?” he would say. Then he would nuzzle Yuugi's neck and nibble his ear until Yuugi was happy again.
 
“Was it all a lie? Did he really love me?” Yuugi asked as he lay down. He groaned at the slight pain in his lower area. The night that Yuugi had saw all those e-mails—which he deleted and blocked—Yami had fucked him so hard that Yuugi was worried his penis was broken.
 
It was no lie about Yami being the Sex No E Boy. The story he had told was identical to the story the news had told about the SX incident two years ago. Yami had quit his job at SPARN from what Ana had told Yuugi. Yuugi was worried about Yami, but he tried to suppress it. He wanted to hate Yami with every fiber of his being. He wanted to, but he couldn't. Yami had been the only one who had ever truly loved him. But now Yuugi was starting to have his doubts.
 
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Two weeks later, Yuugi was beginning to feel a little better. He changed his phone number and gotten a new cell phone to make sure nobody ever called him about being a porn star. The calls to Ana about Yuugi had lightened a bit and Ana wasn't as cranky. But there was still a hole in Yuugi's heart left from Yami.
 
Roy and Antonio took Yuugi partying and even introduced him to some pretty actresses and female models. Yuugi didn't want to date. He didn't want love anymore. Roy took him to a strip club, but Yuugi left after an hour and a half. He didn't have much fun. He went to a movie theater alone, partly hoping to run into Yami. When he didn't, Yuugi tried to enjoy the movie. It was a sappy romance movie and Yuugi left before the ending because the movie just made the hole in his heart bigger.
 
One night, Yuugi was driving around the Red Light District after Antonio had given him the address to a gay strip club. Yuugi decided that if he was going to go to a strip joint, then it'd have to be with fellow homosexuals. He didn't really want to see naked girls. It went against his desires.
 
Yuugi's eyes nearly bugged out of his head and he slammed on the brakes of his Firebird. He couldn't believe who he saw standing on the street corner holding a bottle of champagne and a sign that said: Will Show You a Good Time For $20
 
It was Yami! Yuugi gulped when he saw what Yami was wearing. He wore tight, black leather pants and a black vest with a black fish net shirt underneath. He was leaning against a street lamp in a very erotic pose. Yuugi drove slowly towards him, but another car got there first and somebody invited him in. Yami got in with the bottle of champagne and the car drove away.
 
Yuugi felt his face grow hot. He followed them at a distance with his headlights turned off. The car parked in an alley and Yuugi parked nearby. He got out and tiptoed through the shadows to kneel near the rear tires. He could hear Yami complimenting the person with him in the back seat. The person complimented him back. He heard the bottle pop and the champagne being poured.
 
Yuugi couldn't believe that Yami was a prostitute. Why would he do such a thing?! He was an excellent photographer. He could've worked for any other magazine. He could've done anything except this with his life. Now Yuugi heard them kissing very noisily. He blood boiled and he flung open the car door to see Yami and a girl! She was pulling down Yami's vest and Yami had an extremely surprised look on his face.
 
“Hey! Close the door, dammit!” the girl snapped.
 
“Fuck you, bitch!” Yuugi shouted and grabbed Yami and pulled him from the car.
 
“I'm not done with him yet.” the girl said, about to get out of the car. Yuugi threw Yami's champagne in her face and pulled Yami to his car. By the time the girl was out of her car, Yuugi's car was long gone.
 
Yuugi stopped in the parking lot of an abandoned shopping mall. They said nothing for a while until Yuugi finally said, “The hell were you thinking?”
 
Yami didn't answer. Yuugi smacked him upside the head. “Answer me! Why were you doing that?”
 
“It's called prostitution, Yuugi koi.”
 
Yami's pet name for Yuugi stabbed the model's heart so hard he felt tears come to his eyes. “I know what it's called. Why would you do it?”
 
“I have nothing left.”
 
“Yes you do. You're a great photographer, Yami. You can work for another magazine.”
 
“I can't ever go back.”
 
“Why?”
 
Silence answered him for a second. Then Yami whispered, “I lost my muse. It was my fault. I brought those pictures to work and somebody found them. Your fetish was exposed to the world and it was my fault. That's when I lost my muse.”
 
Yuugi remembered Yami telling him that it was because of him that Yami was able to overcome the trauma of the SX incident and become a photographer. Yuugi sighed and they sat in silence for another five minutes before Yuugi dug in his pocket and pulled out a twenty dollar bill.
 
Yami blinked and looked at Yuugi in disbelief. “What's that for?”
 
“For you…” Yuugi said. “The sign you held said you'd show me a good time for twenty bucks.”
 
Yami stared at Yuugi with wide eyes. Then he chuckled and said, “Yes but you have to pay me afterward.” He heard Yuugi's car door open and the model got out and went to the back seat.
 
“Well…” Yuugi said.
 
Yami smiled and got in the back seat too. “This is unexpected, Yuugi koi.”
 
“I know. But I don't know what to think anymore. I don't know whether to trust you or…what to do.” Yuugi said.
 
Yami stroked his cheek. “None of this was your fault, Aibou. Whether you believe it or not, I love you. I always will love you forever.”
 
“Nothing is forever.” Yuugi said bitterly. Then he looked into Yami's eyes with a spark of hope. “Is it?”
 
“Love is something, Aibou, not nothing.” Yami said and leaned over to press his lips against Yuugi's. Yuugi flung his arms around Yami's neck and pushed his tongue inside Yami's mouth. Yami moaned into the kiss as Yuugi helped him take his shirt and vest off and then laid him down on the car seat.
 
Yami arched his back so both of their clothed members touched. Yuugi pulled away from the kiss to grind their hips together. Yami moaned loudly and arched against to grind into Yuugi more. In the dim light of the street lamps, Yuugi was horrified to see a few purplish yellow bruises on his ex-lover's chest and arms.
 
Tears streamed from his eyes as he kissed each bruise tenderly and nuzzled Yami's neck. He removed his own shirt and unzipped Yami's pants. He pulled Yami's tight leather pants down to see his ex-love wearing the tiger-striped thong he'd found when they were moving Yami in to his mansion.
 
Yami chuckled when Yuugi blushed at the sight of the thong. “Didn't you want to see me wear this?”
 
Yuugi laughed painfully. The agreement was that I'd wear one too. But I'm wearing my violet boxers.”
 
Yami smiled. “You're still a gem.” He rose up and nipped at Yuugi's neck. Yuugi moaned softly and pushed Yami back down to pull the thong down and free Yami's hardened erection.
 
Yuugi unzipped his own pants and pulled them and his boxers off. It was rather hard to do because of the crapped space in the back seat. He stepped on Yami and the tanned young man grunted when Yuugi did.
 
“Sorry. I've never had sex in the back of a car before.” Yuugi said as he got his pants and boxers off.
 
“It's okay, Yuugi koi.” Yami said quietly. He caressed Yuugi's sides as the young model straddled his hips and slowly lowered himself down on Yami's penis. Yami silenced a groan as Yuugi's inner muscles clenched around him. Yuugi gasped, but they both felt the pleasure come immediately. They fit together perfectly.
 
Yami gripped Yuugi's hips tightly and slammed upward into him, finding that sweet spot almost instantly. Yuugi screamed as pleasure rippled through his body. He started to ride Yami gently at first but then they both moved together harder and harder in perfect rhythm.
 
Yuugi felt pressure building in his lower abdomen. He gasped loudly when Yami grabbed hold of his member and pumped it hard. Yuugi finally screamed his release and Yami followed suit. Yuugi lay on top of his love, both of them sticky, but happy. They were asleep for a half hour before Yami woke first and stroked Yuugi's hair. The windows of the car were fogged up from the heat of their passion. Yami was content for the first time since he left Yuugi.
 
Who would have thought that Yuugi would come back to me, he thought as he ran his fingers through Yuugi's spiky locks. Yuugi woke a bit later and slowly pulled out of his lover. They got dressed again and climbed into the front seat again. Yuugi wiped the fog from the windshield and drove away from the parking lot.
 
“I still have my address. I'll tell you where to drop me off.” Yami said quietly.
 
Yuugi nodded solemnly. He drove until they found a quiet street full of apartment buildings. Yami pointed to one and Yuugi stopped the car. Yami was about to get out, but Yuugi held out some money.
 
“A hundred dollars, eh? I only charge twenty for my service.” Yami said.
 
“Well…you sex is better than twenty dollars.” Yuugi smirked.
 
Yami laughed. He took the money and got out, but before he closed the door, he said, “I tore up the check for 50 grand. No money is worth loosing you.” He closed the door and walked into the apartment building.
 
Yuugi gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove home. “What should I do?” he asked himself. Yuugi was caught between wanting Yami back and the fact that his naked self was all over the internet because of the one he loved.
 
—Mwhahaha! That's the end of Chapter 9, folks. =D Don't worry. I'll have Chapter 10 up someday soon. Guess what? My school year is over! Actually it was over on Wednesday, but I'm still celebrating. Haha! I'm ready for anything. Heh, so I'll Chapter 10 up as soon as I can. Be watchful.