Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Untouched ❯ Shadows ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter 5: Shadows

The opening of the new club had to be one of the biggest events in Domino that Yugi had ever witnessed. Granted he didn’t get out as much as a boy his age should but regardless it still shocked him. The line to the club went down about two blocks but, before Yugi could so much as whine, Yami led him to the front where the bouncer had immediately let them in. He guessed that being in Yami's body did have some perks after all.
The inside of the club was absolutely breathtaking. The sounds, the music, the atmosphere…it was all things that Yugi wasn’t really used to. The contrasting lights were flashing so brightly that it hurt his eyes. He eventually adjusted though and right in time to yell at Yami for trying to get up onto the stage and dance. Jou walked up to them on time to hear the end of the argument.
“And I swear, if you even think about getting on one of those strip poles again, I’ll have you enlisted in the army so fast, you won’t even have a chance to BLINK!” Yugi hissed.
“Are you quite finished?” Yami inquired, not realizing the blond yet. “Or must I listen to you go on about how you have a stick up your ass and refuse to let loose for just once!”
Yugi’s eyes went wide as a loud gasp fought its way out of his parted lips. “What do you mean?! I’m here, aren’t I?”
“That means nothing,” Yami replied before Yugi noticed a glint in his usual bright amethyst eyes. It was almost as if Yami was challenging him. To what, he wasn’t sure. That was until Yami held out his hand.
“However, if you really want to prove that you’re not that uptight then dance with me,” Yami spoke and Yugi could practically hear the smirk on his face more than see it.
Yugi stubbornly crossed his arms. “I don’t dance.”
“What?” Jou nearly chocked, catching the attention of both tri-colored haired boys. “What do you mean you don’t dance, Yami?! Every time I go to a club, there you are on the dance floor, usually with several different dance partners.”
Yugi raised an eyebrow before switching his gaze back to Yami. “Really now?”
“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kaiba asked bluntly, walking up to Jou’s side and glaring at his cousin suspiciously, not knowing that Yugi was the one behind those crimson eyes. “First, you guys hate each other so much that even looking at each other made you two want to vomit. All of the sudden, you’re letting him drive your car, taking him out to the club,” the brunet began to count off on his fingers before he abruptly stopped, a wicked grin taking over his face. Yami immediately knew what had polluted his cousin’s mind.
“It’s not what it sounds like!” Yami shouted.
Kaiba looked surprised by Yugi’s, or so he thought, outburst but his smile never faded. “I’m sure,” the brunet stated but the amusement in his voice gave him away.
Yugi quickly caught on and blushed red with embarrassment. “We’re not sleeping together, if that what’s you’re insinuating!”
“I wasn’t but I definitely am now with that blush on your face, Yami,” Kaiba mused causing the blush to triple in intensity and color.
“Wait! What?!” Jou yelled, disbelief washing over his features. Before the blond could say anything else, a loud crash erupted from one of the ‘private’ rooms in the club that happened to be directly beside them. Then, without warning, the door burst open sending Bakura to the floor with Ryou sprawled out on top of him. Four jaws instantly dropped to the floor, figuratively speaking.
Noticing the other four boys, Ryou quickly scrambled to his feet and used his long hair to hide his embarrassment. Bakura angrily jumped to his feet as well. If the shouts from the partying teens were silenced, Yugi was sure there would have been a cricket in the background.
“I guess the whole ‘look at that distraction’ thing won’t work, eh?” Ryou began sheepishly while stroking his chin.
“A distraction?” Jou repeated almost excitedly before spinning around. “Where?”
Yugi slapped himself and sighed. “Honestly Jou, how many times are you going to fall for that?” (1)
Kaiba shook his head before spinning Jou back around and taking the blond’s hand in his. He then shot a look between Bakura and Ryou, an annoyed sigh escaping his lips. “I’m not dealing with all of this tonight.”
Kaiba then began to lead Jou onto the dance floor, with much resistance from the blond in question, before shooting another glance to his cousin. “You and I will talk about this later.”
And then they vanished into the crowd without a trace.
The sound of someone clearing their throat brought everyone else’s attention back at the situation at hand.
“Is there something we can do for you two?” Bakura asked, annoyance seeping into his voice as he wrapped his arms protectively around Ryou’s small frame.
Yugi and Yami glanced at each other quickly before they began to back up at the exact same time.
“Oh no, nothing at all!” Yugi said with a wide grin.
“Nope, just, you know, passing through,” Yami added, a small smirk settling on Yugi’s innocent features.
The humor in their tone caused Ryou’s blush to spread like wildfire across his face and Yugi watched with a smile on his face as Bakura dragged Ryou into another secluded area. Yugi bit back the urge to pump his fist in the air. He had finally done something right…
“That was interesting,” Yugi stated, breaking the silence that had began to form between him and the boy beside him.
“Indeed,” Yami responded.
Suddenly, a new song started blasting through the speakers in the club and the boys could feel their insides begin to vibrate. That’s when Yami’s eyes lit up as though he remembered something important.
“So, are you going to dance with me or not?” Yami asked, hands on his hips.
Yugi sighed. If he didn’t then it would just prove what Yami had said earlier but if he did he would surely embarrass himself. With a reluctant nod, Yugi took one of Yami’s hands and before they knew it they were on the dance floor.
Without hesitation, they allowed their bodies to take control. For some reason, all the stress and confusion that had filled their hearts and minds melted onto the floor. The second they began to move in rhythm with the melody, everything that happened over the past few days disappeared into the song. Though there were lights flashing in and out of view, they were dark and opaque which had, in effect, sent shadows over each other’s faces, concealing their identity. At first there was a wide distance between the tri-colored haired youths but the crowd had somehow managed to push them closer together until eventually their clothes brushed against each other, sending shivers down the boys’ spines. As the music continued, the tempo increased and the bass bounced off the walls. With one move shove from a nearby dancer, Yugi found himself in Yami’s arms. The two boys danced against each other, touched each other, and subconsciously wanted each other. With each touch, their skins erupted into flames, burning their nerves and numbing their minds of all rational thoughts. They no longer saw themselves dancing with their own bodies. They only felt the aura of the other boy and right now both of their auras were burning with restrained passion.
Yami ran his hands down the Yugi's sides, claiming everything in their wake. The warmth radiating off of the body dancing with him had him begging for more. The way their bodies were pressed so tightly together that he could feel Yugi’s very heartbeat race with that of the music’s.
Yugi was lost in his own world, dancing with his partner as if he was the only one that existed. The only one that mattered. The way Yami touched his body had him craving for more. He felt like he couldn’t breathe, think, or even see. He could only feel Yami. He could only touch him.
The song ended too quickly in both of their opinions and a new one began, but this time a slow one. The crowd quickly settled down as they embraced their partners and began their romantic dance. Meanwhile, Yugi and Yami were still tangled in each other’s arms, panting irregularly and their bodies shaking with anticipation. After a few moments, Yugi regained some of his thoughts, not all though, and realized their current position. Quickly, he unwrapped himself from Yami’s arms and stood back, a blush exploding on his face so red it could resemble a rose.
Yami had blinked a few times before he seemed to regain his senses. Neither could see the passion shining in the other’s eyes for the lights were still dim and the colors of their eyes looked more gray than anything else. In an attempt to avoid an awkward situation, Yami cleared his throat.
“I thought you said you couldn’t dance.”
Yugi looked up. “I didn’t know I could.”
Yami nodded softly before reaching out and grabbing Yugi’s hand before pulling him forward. “We might as well finish this dance.”
Not knowing how to respond and still needing time to calm his nerves before speaking, Yugi just nodded and let his body be pulled into the other’s embrace. Yami (he being the shorter one now since he was trapped in Yugi’s body) wrapped his hands around the other’s neck while Yugi placed hesitant hands on his waist. Yugi couldn’t help the flaming blush that burned his cheeks. They began to move slowly with the beautiful melody. Yami led and Yugi followed. They didn’t need to say it. They just knew. It was an unspoken fact. They moved in sync like their bodies had familiarized themselves with the others in every way possible.
I never know what the future brings but I know you are here with me now. We’ll make it through and I hope you are the one I share my life with.
“This song is…nice,” Yami commented suddenly.
Yugi quickly nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it’s really nice.”
And I wish that you could be the one I die with.
“Did I ever tell you how pretty I think you look when dressed in purple?” Yami purred softly.
The blush that Yugi had managed to get under control came back with a vengeance. “N-no,” Yugi murmured, his heart racing in time to match the music’s lovely melody.
And I pray that you’re the one I build my home with.
“Oh, well…I think you look very pretty,” Yami spoke, his voice like magic and his touch like fire.
“T-thank you,” Yugi replied somewhat casually even though his insides were turning.
I hope I love you all my life.
Neither realized that they had stopped dancing. Now they were just holding each other, letting the music erase all rational thinking and allowing the shadows to engulf everyone else in the room so that they were the only two people. The whole world had stopped but nothing could prevent the indescribable feeling that shot up each boy’s spines and pricked at their nerves.
“Yami?” Yugi practically panted while looking down at the other. He could feel Yami’s breath on his face and it was driving him insane. The need…the want…it was all too much.
“Yes Yugi?” Yami whispered, titling his head up so that their eyes met in a fiery dance. Without realizing it, they both began to lean in to each other, their lips parting ever-so-slightly. When they were only centimeters away, Yugi’s breath hitched.
“Maybe…” Yugi started softly, his eyes half-lidded with restrained passion. He knew it was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this. And he tried to say it. But it was just so hard to even speak. He didn’t trust his voice. He didn’t want Yami to hear the confined lust in his voice. He tried. He really did. However, he couldn’t get out a full sentence without stopping to catch his breath and, with each pause, the tri-colored haired teens leaned even further into each other. “Maybe…” Yugi tried again. “We should stop…before…we…”
Their lips were so close at this point that they brushed against each other, sending a violent shock of desire through their bodies. Time seemed to stand still.
And Yami couldn’t take it.
So, maybe Yugi was right. Maybe he was spoiled. Maybe he was used to getting everything he wanted. Well, right now, he wanted Yugi. And he dared someone to try and stop him.
All he needed to do was lean forward. All he needed to do was claim the other’s lips; to claim Yugi as his. And that’s what he would have done if it wasn’t for that fucking voice.
“Oh, Yami!”
Yugi recoiled so intensely that someone would think he was hit. That mere call had sent him plummeting back down to earth, his senses returning in a blink of an eye. He had instinctively pushed himself away from Yami and looked up to see a blond girl with stunning violet eyes.
“Hi hun! I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” she continued and Yugi noticed that the girl was in fact Mai Valentine. When Yugi realized that Mai was talking to him, he snapped out of his stupor only to see Yami glaring intensely at Mai who had a bright smile on her face.
“Umm, hi,” Yugi greeted, while still trying to figure out exactly what he was about to do.
“You don’t mind if I steal little Yugi away from you for a moment, do you?” she asked innocently.
Yugi looked back to Yami and nodded quickly before taking off to the bathroom at lightening speed. Yami watched Yugi leave and wanted more than anything to follow him. Mai’s voice though redirected his attention back to her. ‘What would Mai want with Yugi?’ Yami wondered.
“So, you’re the boy that made Yami change his mind about our date?”
‘Oh, that’s why,’ Yami said before stating aloud: “Yami made that decision not me.”
“But you certainly are the reason he made that decision. He must really care about you.”
Yami stopped. Did he? Did he really care about Yugi? After everything the little devil did to him? After all the fights? After all the talks? And the few occasional laughs? And the exotic dance? Did he care about Yugi? Yami thought back to the way his heart broke that night when Yugi had come back home from date with Anzu in tears. He thought about the jealousy he felt when Yugi had first told him that he was going out on that date. He thought about the laughs they shared that night. How happy he was just to make Yugi smile.
And then he wanted to hit himself.
How blind could he be? Did he really not see what had been standing in front of him all this time? Could he really not see that all along he was hiding behind cruel remarks and heated alteractions just to avoid the inevitable attraction he felt for Yugi? In that moment, he considered running to the bathroom and taking Yugi in his arms. He wanted to tell Yugi everything. He needed to. But before he could do that, he had to get rid of Mai.
“Yes, he does,” Yami replied softly before he began to walk away only to be spun around and have Mai’s lips claim his. The amethyst eyes widened in shock and, for a moment, he couldn’t even move because he was so taken aback.
When he had finally realized what was happening, he pushed Mai away from him only to notice her gaze lingering on something in the corner of the room. Yami turned and gasped when he saw Yugi, tears filling the crimson orbs that belonged to him. But those were Yugi’s tears, not his.
“No,” Yami breathed hurriedly and called out to Yugi to stop but the other had already vanished through the front doors.

…Untouched…

Yugi scrubbed his face as hard as he possibly could without scraping off the skin. What was he thinking? How could he just surrender himself to Yami so quickly? And why did he feel the way he did? He was supposed to hate Yami…not…not fall in love with him!
Yugi looked up into the mirror to see Yami’s beautiful crimson eyes. The eyes that he just realized he had always loved. But he had foolishly denied his feelings for Yami which resulted in him feeling hostility towards the boy instead. He slowly raised his hand and touched the mirror, outlining Yami’s stunning features with his finger. He wanted to lean forward and kiss Yami’s lips. The thought that he had almost kissed his own made his stomach turn in disgust. A few tears escaped his eyes.
He didn’t want this! He wanted things to go back to normal! He wanted to hold Yami in his arms, not himself! What was it going to take to get things back to the way they were! Even if Yami went back to hating him, it was better than looking at the person he loved every time he walked passed a mirror only to realize that he couldn't even touch him. Because that would be like touching yourself. And that was just wrong. He didn’t want to live his whole life not being able to touch Yami’s body at least once. And he wanted so badly for Yami to touch his body as well. He didn’t want to be left untouched. At least, not by Yami.
There had to be a way. There had to be some way to fix this. He had to find out how.
With that last thought in his mind, Yugi washed his face off with one of the nice towels that the club owners had folded so neatly on the sinks and walked out of the bathroom. Time stopped though as did he when he saw Yami’s lips connect with Mai’s. In that instant, his entire world came crashing down. His heart broke and his body went completely numb. Everything began to happen in slow motion. He watched as Mai turned to look at him, a smile in her eyes. And then Yami turned. Yugi couldn’t decipher the feelings on the other’s face due to the shadows that the lights created but he had no intention of staying here any longer. His legs began to move but he barely noticed it.
“NO, YUGI STOP!” He heard over the loud crowd but he didn’t listen.
His mind was tired and his entire body felt like it was about to give in. The moment he stepped outside, a cold breeze hit his face, trying to awaken his senses. For a second, everything was a complete blur as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He didn’t have the keys to Yami’s car on him but he wouldn’t have taken it even if he did. He needed to walk; to run. He needed the cold air to make him feel alive. And, as the tears streamed down his face, he realized that he needed to cry too.
His house wasn’t far from the club and Yugi ran as fast as he could. He didn't even notice that Yami had followed him out of the club. Or that the other had jumped into his car and chased him into the thickness of the night. He didn't realize any of it. All he wanted to do was go home and collapse on his bed. And cry.
Yami was speeding down the street so fast that he had almost drove into another car as he ran a red light. He didn't care about the damn laws. He needed to get to Yugi. He needed to find his little one.
“Don’t do this, Yugi,” Yami whispered to himself, tears prickling his eyes at the thought of losing someone who he just realized meant the world to him. “Please, don’t do this.”