Last installment. Enjoy! (I'll proofread later)

But at the same token…it wasn't fair to Yugi. Just because Yami desperately wanted to make love didn't mean that Yugi did. The more Yami thought about it, the more guilt began to seep in his thoughts.

He felt like a monster. A greedy, unsatisfied monster.

"I didn't mean for it to go this far..." Yami panted against Yugi's neck. "I didn't mean—"

"Shhhh, shhhh it's okay," Yugi cooed, grabbing Yami and backtracking on the bed, bringing Yami with him in his arms. He felt Yami trembling and Yugi squeezed him tighter. He was so afraid something like this would happen. Yami kept everything in for way too long and now he was an emotional mess in Yugi's embrace. When the back of Yugi's head hit the pillow, it was then that he realized that Yami had completely let himself go in Yugi's arms. "Y-Yami?"

Yugi felt Yami swallow a few times and he lifted his head to look him in the eyes. He clearly noticed it too. "What is it?" he barely managed to ask.

Yugi was starting to lose his breath too. His chest rose and fell visibly. "It's like I said before. If you want me, just take me."

Yami was staring so intently into Yugi, it petrified him. He was beginning to see layers of the man being peeled right in front of his eyes, and he wasn't sure if he was ready for the emotional waves, but he prepared himself mentally. "Just tell me what you're feeling…"

Yami was breathing so hard. He sat up on his knees straddling Yugi, bringing their foreheads together. "I'm just….."

"What?" Yugi asked, shivering when Yami's lips stopped at his ear and his voice tickled his skin. "Yami, just talk to me…"

"I'm fucked up over you," the man said through clenched teeth and it nearly hurt him to admit that. "Like I was fucked up over Mai. Everything you make me feel, she made me feel. The only major difference is…that…" His voice trailed off.

"What is it Yami? Tell me."

Yami rested his head on Yugi's chest, and allowed himself to be hugged and his scalped massaged in the blanket of Yugi's body heat. "She never held me like this."

"And that's all I've wanted to do since I've met you," said Yugi, stroking his head and looking vacantly in space. "I could just tell you've been through some serious shit in your life and you just needed someone to listen to you for once. I've been there. I know how shitty it feels. And I didn't want you to feel like that…"

"I don't think you wanna know how shitty…"

"Maybe not. Either way, I wouldn't have ditched you."

Yami's heart fluttered. "I would've gotten over it eventually."

"Would you have, Yami? Because you weren't doing a very good job before me and Jaden came into the picture. You seemed to have no zeal for life whatsoever but whatever it was, Jaden and I came and changed that. Was it because we reminded you of the family you once thought you had?"

Yami's body tensed. "God dammit Yugi, stop bringing this shit up—"

"Why not Yami? You can't keep dodging this. Come on," Yugi held on with all his might when Yami tried to recoil himself to leave. "I'm not letting you go, so you might as well give up. Listen to me…" Yugi felt Yami's body seemingly deflate in his arms, after failing to break himself free. "Haven't I proven by now that it's ok to be vulnerable around me? I'm right here. I'll hold you for as long as you need me to. If you wanna cry and fall apart, I'll be here to keep you together. Alright? So…" Yugi bit back and swallowed tears. "If we have to make love all night in order for you to talk to me then so be it."

After a few long moments of silence, Yami finally said, "I'm too fucked up to love."

"It doesn't matter at this point. I'm obviously willing to love you anyway. Fucked up or not. Isn't that what you want Yami? Someone who won't leave you?"

Yami was glad that his face was turned so that Yugi couldn't see his expressions. His chin was rested in the crook of Yugi's elbow and he furrowed his eyebrows in worry. "Yeah…." Yami confessed quietly. "That's what I want…"

Yugi then held Yami's face and he lifted the man's head so that he could look him in the eyes again. Yami tried to hide his blush, but Yugi brushed away his hair so that he could see his meek disposition. "I love you Yami."

Yami nearly forgot to breathe. Yugi brushed his thumb across his face and saw that the man kept looking down at his lips, with that gleam of lust in his eyes, as if Yami was hungry for them again. He seemed to be hesitating so Yugi took the back of his other hand and caressed Yami's cheek. He then spread his legs invitingly and prompted Yami to sit comfy in between them, as if it were his second home. "If you want me," Yugi whispered into his ear. "Then take me."

Yami's face was an intense red and he nearly fell dizzy but Yugi held on to his face and brought their foreheads together. The look in his eyes was so dark, almost sinful and Yugi knew that the cloud of lust had taken over once again.

Yami angled his head and leaned in toward Yugi's lips, which began to quiver. When their tongues collided, Yugi felt a rush of euphoria course his body and he moaned into Yami's mouth. He felt Yami's hands run all over his body until they stopped at his waist and since Yugi barely had anything on to begin with except that thin, flimsy hospital gown, all Yami had to do was lift it up and Yugi was completely naked.

Yugi threw his head back when Yami went down on him again and he let out a breathless moan, gripping the sheets in his fist when Yami swallowed his entire hard length and nearly sucked Yugi voiceless. His mouth was so damn heavenly, and feeling that wet, juicy tongue wrap itself around Yugi's cock made him see stars.

Suddenly he stopped. Yugi's arms and legs were sprawled all over the bed and his eyes were closed, swimming in pleasure. When he felt the absence of Yami's mouth, he looked up and could see nothing but a blur and Yami's shadow, hovering over him and in a second, Yugi was looking up at Yami's somber face.

It took Yugi a few seconds to realize that Yami looked worried. "What—what's wrong?" Yugi asked him.

Yami's eyes looked almost desperate. His lungs felt like they were going to collapse no matter how much he tried to breathe. But he'd gotten this far without crumbling so, he figured there was no looking back. "What the fuck are you doing to me…" he whispered, while his face was buried against Yugi's neck.

He was falling. Yami was finally falling and Yugi couldn't even describe the emotions he felt. It was too sweet to taste, too delicate to touch.

"I don't," Yugi swallowed a moan, trying to focus on what Yami was asking him and not the fact that his dick was pressed against his stomach. "I don't know what you mean."

"You just make me wanna do crazy shit sometimes," said Yami and Yugi couldn't make a noise because Yami's voice was so low.

"L-like what?"

"I don't know…" Yami murmured, a bit irritated with himself. He couldn't think straight due to being so horny. It was like his hips had a mind of their own when he started rubbing his stiff erection against Yugi's, but he had to relieve himself or else, Yami was going to burst.

"Yami wait," Yugi moaned. "I'm still weak from the first time we did this…"

"So you don't want to?" he asked while keeping up the slow grind.

"Yami—" Yugi whined, leaning his head back. "It's hard to talk when you're rubbing yourself against me like that."

"So is that a yes?" Yugi could feel Yami's smile against his neck, and his hum sent a shiver down Yugi's back, and goosebumps to his skin. "Remember what you said earlier…"

"Ummm…" sheesh, he was so hard. Yugi's jaw tightened when he felt Yami gyrating his hips as Yami sat all his weight on his groin. "Y-Yami I can't—"

"So you lied," Yami concluded with a lustful grin, lightly licking his ear. "Guess that means I have to punish you..."

"N-nnnnoo…" Yugi's moan came out wanton and winded when Yami began playing with him again. Soon, his brain turned into a puddle. Even when the world around him was a blur, Yugi still managed to ask, "Wh-why are you doing this?"

Even Yami had to admit, he was more drained from the first round than he thought he would be, which meant that he had more pent up sexual frustration than he expected. "I can't help it," he admitted softly. "You and Jaden. You and Atem. You guys just piss me off."

"What?" Yugi exclaimed. "What did we do?"

"Not like that," said Yami. "You just…" he gulped and took a deep breath. "Remind me of everything that I lost…."

"I figured that out a while ago."

Yami swallowed. "When?"

Yugi sighed deeply, feeling the vibe changing in the room from hot and heavy, to low and melancholy. "At the…gravesite," he said hesitantly.

Yugi felt Yami's hand cup both of his cheeks. "Do me a favor," he whispered, pressing his forehead to Yugi's and nuzzling their noses. "Let's not get into this again."

"Nothing ever gets healed if you keep it covered up, Yami. It's not healthy to be this way. And I've known you long enough to know that this is just a front for what you really are inside. But there's no shame in that. Someone fucked you over, I get it. I've been there. But it wasn't your fault. And you gotta stop blaming yourself for what Mai did. She probably had issues way before you even met her, so that has nothing to do with you." Yugi then held Yami's cheeks with his own hands. "Do you believe that?"

Yami's eyes were so dilated and his face was as red as a tomato. "Don't do this to me—"

"Do you, Yami?" Yugi repeated with more emphasis and squeezing Yami's face. Their panted breaths were being exchanged between their mouths and noses. "Huh?" he breathed hard. "Answer me!"

Yami closed his eyes because he couldn't stand to see Yugi looking at him like that. "I don't fucking know…"

"You've had four years to think about it and you don't know? Come on, Yami. Please?" to persuade him even more, Yugi pressed his lips against his and Yami could feel the vibration of Yugi's moan make his teeth chatter. Yugi then gently broke their kiss and licked his lips, enamored by Yami's flushed face.

"You've never had anyone die on you…" a weak reply that Yami was ashamed of.

"Well that doesn't mean I still can't be there. Me and Jaden. And Atem too….just let us in Yami."

"I don't want Atem anywhere near me," Yami grumbled. Or you for that matter.

"How come? What's so bad about him?"

"Nothing," Yami muttered. "He's just…." Getting in the way of me having you to myself.

Yugi frowned for a few seconds, not understanding why Yami didn't like the guy. Sure, they got along like water and oil, but he wasn't as bad as Yami probably thought he was. Something wasn't right here.

"He's just what?"

Yami sighed. Deeper than he could imagine. He was trying his damndest to trudge through this but even he had his limits.

"What is it Yami? What do I have to do to make you trust me?"

"I don't know," said Yami softly. He hated that fact, but that's what it was. He turned his head to face Yugi. "Just don't. . . don't leave okay?"

There was a nuance of 'like Mai did' hidden somewhere beneath there but neither of the two wanted to confront such a revelation. "I'm still here right? Even after everything that's happened."

"And I still can't figure that one out."

"Because—" Yugi sighed. "I can't really explain it, Yami. There's something about you that I can't leave alone. Maybe it's because I know you don't have anyone in your life to be there for you, and I wanna be that…" Yugi's voice trailed off, fearing he'd said too much. He wanted to be honest, but he didn't want to scare Yami off either. He sighed. "I sound like such a girl."

Yami began moving his hips again and Yugi didn't know what was going on until he felt something fleshy and long stiffened hard inside him. "You moan like one too…"

Yugi froze and realized. "You're still inside me—mmph!" he gasped deeply as Yami began slowly pushing his cock through the confines of his body.

Yami covered Yugi's mouth with his hand as he began to moan. "The only sound I wanna hear out of you is you screaming my name," he murmured seductively in Yugi's ear. Yugi was almost certain that he was flaccid and weak, but soon, he discovered that he wasn't and his body succumbed under Yami's smooth voice that coursed through Yugi's ears like a silk ribbon. "Can you go one more round with me baby boy?"

"Mmmm…." Yugi couldn't say no to that, so he began grinding his pelvis to meet Yami's thrusts as if he was on autopilot, and the two felt a fire ignite between their legs once again. On instinct, Yugi opened his legs wider and he cried out when he felt Yami go deeper, gripping his outer thigh and wrapping it around him. As pre-cum made his hardness even slicker, he entered Yugi with a harsh thrust and getting rougher each time. He heard Yugi's half scream, half moan but since his hand was still covering Yugi's mouth, all Yami could hear was a muffled cry.

And God that turned him on so bad. His cock was tingling and pulsing so hard as his hips smacked into his partner. Wet squelches and skin slapping filling the air, along with Yugi's stifled cries and moans did nothing but fuel Yami's sex drive and he sped up his thrusts, balling the sheets in his fist. In an act of aggression or love (Yami couldn't tell which), he pinned Yugi's wrists down to the bed and fucked him harder, deeper, and as Yugi was about to scream, Yami kissed him and swallowed his tongue, absorbing Yugi's wanton sounds.

Yami noticed that Yugi's hips couldn't keep up with his gyrations and that his pelvic thrusts were a little less than perfect, but Yami didn't mind. Especially when Yugi was all but begging Yami to show this side of himself. He knew this is what they both wanted.

And what Yugi wanted and needed more than anything now is to scream his euphoria, and if it weren't for Yami's slick tongue and soft lips covering his mouth with hot kisses, he would've been. He needed to express what Yami's powerful thrusts were doing to him and Yugi just wanted Yami to….let….him—

"I'm cu-mming-!" Yugi moaned and cried against Yami's mouth, but he was cut off when his climax caused his body to stiffen. When he came, Yami recoiled his lips and Yugi tried to unfurl his pleasure, but he was voiceless. With a shudder, Yugi arched up and stars exploded behind his eyes, mouth hanging open. And then it left his body as soon as it arrived, nearly taking his soul with it. There was a loud ringing in his ears, and his limbs felt so light, like Yugi thought he was floating.

That was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard. It was no surprise that it triggered Yami's finish. He let out a forceful grunt and snapped his hips cumming into Yugi, claiming him for a second time. As a finishing touch, Yami marked Yugi with a love bite on his shoulder, riding out his euphoria with desperate and hard strokes, leaving red marks in his palms for balling the sheets so tightly.

After he finally stopped thrusting, he collapsed on top of Yugi. Both of their inner thighs were sore, and Yugi whimpered and cringed when Yami's flaccid cock made a plop noise as Yami unsheathed himself. The bed was beyond messy right now and Yugi knew he would need new sheets, pillowcases and a blanket before he went to sleep tonight.

Yami was feverish. If this continued, he was sure his infatuation with Yugi would soon grow into an obsession and he'd be damned if that happened twice in a lifetime. But as much as he hated to admit it, Yami didn't want this to end, and he was hoping Yugi didn't either.

Yugi was a boneless, lifeless mess, staring vacantly at the ceiling. He'd only felt a slight movement of Yami lying on top of him and from there, Yugi could vaguely remember Yami whispering in his ear, "Don't make me regret this…."

And then Yugi accepted that that was as close to an 'I love you too' as he was going to get from Yami. The haze of sweat and cum overwhelmed him and made him dizzy. Yugi could only lie on his back and look idly in space, chest-to-chest with Yami nuzzling him like a cat.

The most amazing fact about this whole thing is that nobody ever tried to come in the room. Yugi was certain he was loud enough to be heard in the next city over, but then he concluded that he must be in a soundproof room or something because there was no way that no one didn't hear his all this noise. Yugi didn't know how Yami managed to keep everyone away, but he wasn't going to question it.

But now that they got that out of their systems, what happens next? What would Yami do? Would he go back to his normal, standoffish self or would he cling to Yugi like he wanted to deep down?

Yugi was scared to ask. He was afraid of breaking this silence, this serenity between them. He could feel Yami breathing against his neck and Yugi wasn't sure if the guy fell asleep or not. He hadn't moved a muscle and he was still sitting in between Yugi's legs, but by this time, the bodily fluids were starting to feel slimy and gross.

"Y-Yami?" he croaked.

"Yeah," was the soft response.

"You okay?"

"I don't know," Yami answered honestly. "My mind went blank. I feel sleepy."

"Me too," said Yugi. "I think we should open the door, though. Atem is still waiting out there."

"Let him wait…"

"Yami!" Yugi giggled and squirmed when he felt Yami cupping his hip. "You can't have me to yourself all the time."

"Wanna bet?"

"No, because I'm sure you'll win that wager," Yugi said, smiling. Well at least Yami was still being pleasant. Yugi didn't know if it was because he'd had a much needed release or that Yami was actually starting to believe and trust in him. Again, he was too afraid to ask. "We need to clean up."

"I'll be fine," Yami muttered, stirring a bit. "That was quite the workout though." He propped his arms on both sides of Yugi and looked down at him. "I wasn't too rough was I?"

"N-no," Yugi stuttered, blushing like a shy school girl and looked away. "I liked it. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you like me or something."

Yami rolled his eyes, turning his head away from Yugi. "If you don't know how I feel by now—"

"I do," Yugi interrupted him and touched his face. "I just wanna hear you say it."

"Fuck that." Yami shook his head. "I've already said too much already."

"Said what?"

The third voice in the room took both Yugi and Yami by surprise and Yami jumped up so quick and ran into the bathroom, nearly falling on his ass twice from tripping over the sheets.

"Atem!" Yugi shrieked and blushed so hard when he saw that he was totally naked and exposed, with cum all over the bed and between his legs. He grabbed a pillow to cover himself, but it was way past too late and Atem knew what was going on.

But he still decided to play stupid for some reason. "Did I interrupt something?"

"Hey! Umm.." Yugi squeezed the pillow between his legs, honestly feeling like a whore who just got caught cheating. He looked at the bathroom door where the sheets were splayed on the floor in front of it. That bastard Yami. "N-n-no," he stuttered. "Nothing at all. How'd you get in here? I thought the door was locked."

Atem approached the bed slowly, with that sly, sexy grin on his face that always made Yugi melt. "I picked it. Are you lying to me right now?"

"I'm not," Yugi insisted, with a weaker tone than he intended. It wasn't his fault though, as Atem crawled on the bed on top of him, looking down at him with those hungry eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Something I've been wanting to do since before you got here," Atem answered. "But first, where did Yami go?"

"Right here mother fucker."

Atem was just about to kiss Yugi when the man emerged from the bathroom, all nice and cleaned up. "And you better not touch him."

"Or you'll do what?"

"Beat your ass."

"You guys stop," Yugi sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm not gonna play referee for you two anymore. I'm tired of going back and forth all the time. Why are you two always at each other's throats?"

"Because Yami doesn't like the fact that he isn't the center of your world, and he doesn't want to share."

"Well that's too bad," Yugi said. "I like you guys, and I'm not gonna deny it anymore. I love you both."

Atem's eyes widened. "Love?"

"Yes."

"You sound so sure of yourself," Atem concluded, "There's a lot of me to love."

Yami rolled his eyes, but said nothing, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall near the door.

"I don't mind that," said Yugi. "I'm sure there's parts of you that I can learn to love too. Parts that I don't know about yet."

Atem paused, just as he was about to climb onto the bed. His expression changed and he looked down and away from Yugi's eyes, and damn near everyone felt the mood change. "Like what?" he asked quietly.

"I don't know," Yugi answered just as silent. "I mean…how much do I know about either of you? It's pretty obvious that we like banging each other, but is that really all we have?"

"For him maybe," Atem grumbled. He gave Yami a hard glare before continuing. "But you and I have something deeper than just sex."

"Do we Atem? Because I feel as though there's so much that I don't know about you."

Atem was vaguely aware of that but he couldn't exactly think of a way to bring it up to Yugi because of everything else that was going on around them. "You're right, Yugi. So why don't we start now?"

Yami snorted. Both Yugi and Atem looked his way.

"Is there a problem, Yami? Is there something you wanna contribute to this conversation? Atem asked him.

"No," he replied, "But I think it's funny how you're acting so interested in Yugi all of a sudden after you left us alone in here."

"I think it's funny how you're acting like a jealous boyfriend."

"I think that honor belongs to you."

This was quite hilarious. Yugi never thought he'd see the day where two men were fighting over him. He sat there for a few minutes listening to them bicker back and forth, Atem being the more level headed one in the argument while Yami just spewed insults. It was quite clear that everyone was more attached to each other than they realized. Who knew sex would be such a powerful drug?

"I have an idea," Yugi spoke up, interrupting Yami and Atem's back and forth banter. "How about we go back to the hotel once I'm cleared to leave the hospital? Maybe we can finish what we started and more."

"We?" Yami repeated. "As in the three of us?"

Yugi frowned. "Yes?"

"How many days did you rent out that suite Yugi? You've been in this hospital for the most part and I'm sure they've thrown all of our shit out on the streets."

"Yami, they're not going to do that, and I can just pay for another night. Remember, I work for Kaiba," Yugi smirked and chuckled. "God, when did things get out of control?"

"Well, if you wanna get technical about it, this is all Jaden's fault."

Yugi widened his eyes and pierced Yami with a sharp glare. "Excuse me?"

The older man shrugged indifferently. "Think about it. If the little shit would've just let me deliver the damn pizza and leave, we wouldn't be in this situation."

"If that's the case, then that little shit is the reason you have a job, so I'd watch my mouth if I were you." Yugi buried himself underneath the second pile of sheets underneath him. "And besides, Jaden did it because he likes you."

Yami just shrugged again. "I guess. Look, I'll go back to the hotel, only because I'm tired and I haven't got enough money for a place yet. I'm still crashing at my brother's."

Atem perked. "You have a brother?"

"Yeah," Yugi chipped in. "You never told us about him."

"He's not worth mentioning."

The tone in Yami's voice changed dramatically when he said that. Yugi and Atem exchanged worried glances, and neither of them wanted to probe, but Yugi did anyway. "Do you guys not get along?"

"Nope."

Okay. So that wasn't up for discussion. "You can stay with Jaden and me if you want, until you get back on your feet."

Yami perked an eyebrow at Yugi, then blew a forceful breath of air from his lungs. "I don't know if I want that. I don't know what the hell I want."

Atem rolled his eyes. "Do you ever?"

"Do you ever stop talking shit about my life choices? Back off asshole!"

"Stop!" Yugi yelled. "Listen Atem, Yami and I had a very good conversation earlier, okay? Please just let the man talk. Now Yami," Yugi sat up straight and winced when he felt pain in his side. "I'm not saying you have to stay with us, but from the tone of your voice, it sounds better than what you're dealing with. You don't have to make up your mind now, but should you ever, the offer is always on the table."

Yami nodded his head, acknowledging Yugi and shooting Atem a triumphant grin. "Jealous?"

"Of what?"

"Cut it out!" Yugi yelled. "What's wrong with you two? Why are you acting like this?"

He had a feeling he knew the answer but he wanted the two of them to just admit it and stop acting like babies already. When neither of them responded to him right away, Yugi crossed his arms and huffed. "Well?"

Atem sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, because once again, he'd have to be the one to explain everything. "This isn't something that we do every day Yugi. It's new to us."

Yugi thought about it for a second before he answered. "You mean this…threesome we have going on?"

Yami snorted. "If you wanna call it that."

"Hey, this is new to me too. Don't you guys think that if I could, I'd have the both of you with me without any jealousy or bickering? I don't like being in the middle all the time."

"And I don't like putting you in the middle," Atem said.

"Okay so," Yugi looked in between the two men. Yami didn't have a shirt on, but at least he had enough sense to put back on his pants and stick a towel around his shoulders. Atem was standing near Yugi's bed as usual, as if it were his second home. "How do you guys want to do this? Do you even want to continue what we have going on?"

"Yes—"

"No."

Both Atem and Yami said at the same time.

Yugi and Atem both looked at Yami incredulously. But all they got in return was a shrug and an irritated "What?"

"Why is that Yami?" Atem wanted to know. "Is it because you want Yugi all to yourself? Is that it? Or is it that you just don't want me around because you see me as a threat?"

"I don't see you as anything right now except maybe irritating," Yami grumbled. "I'm just not into unconventional shit like this and I don't see myself ever changing my mind anytime soon."

Yugi knew that wasn't true because before Atem came back into the room, he saw a totally possessive and dare Yugi say, cute side of Yami that he'd never show to Atem if his life depended on it. And judging from the looks Yami was giving Yugi, he didn't want that fact revealed, because it would prove Atem right.

"In that case," Atem said while sliding up on Yugi's bed and nuzzling next to him. "Yugi and I will hang out at the hotel while you stay with your brother. Since you're 'not into this shit'."

Yugi could see Yami's eyes practically flaring with green envy. But he held his own and proceeded to grab the rest of his clothes and put on his shoes. "Do whatever you want."

Yugi wasn't sure how serious Yami was, but when he actually walked out of the door without saying another word, he found out just how serious. He looked over at Atem, now sitting on the foot of the bed, who just shrugged. "He's a strange one."

"This whole thing is strange. Atem….what's going on here? How are we going to go on from this? I'm having another baby and none of us seem to be on the same page. How's this going to work out?"

"I'm trying to figure that out myself. I would say it would be better without Yami, but I know you wouldn't go for that."

"No I wouldn't and why is that? Why do you guys act so possessive with me?"

"Well, I—"

"And tell me the truth."

Atem was about to open his mouth and spew out a plethora of reasons why Yugi should choose him and not Yami, until he said that. Yugi crossed his arms and tilted his head to the side like a curious puppy, waiting for Atem's answer.

He sighed. And then he sighed again. Atem wasn't planning on being deceitful, but it was plenty hard to admit what he was trying to hide all this time, but Yugi wasn't going to let it go until he disclosed what he'd been keeping in all this time. And he knew Yugi wasn't going to let him get away with skirting around the issue anymore.

"Well…" he started to say. "Maybe I'm just…a bit possessive like you said. I'm not used to sharing. And that's basically all I've felt like I've been doing with you. I've never had to share my significant other in past relationships. This is new to me."

"So you're saying we're in a relationship?" Yugi asked, half teasingly.

"No! I mean…I don't know."

"Hmmm," Yugi mused, sitting closer to Atem. He got a sideward glance in response, but not much else. Maybe Atem was being cautious. "Sounds like you're not sure what you want."

"I guess not. I mean every time I think of you, I think I know what I want, but you're dealing with another person as well, and I'm not sure my jealous side will ever come to accept that."

Atem sounded sad when he said that, but Yugi touched his shoulder and squeezed, feeling appreciative that he told the truth. "Thank you for that," he said. "I know it wasn't easy admitting it."

"It wasn't. It's not something that can be helped. I'm sorry Yugi."

"Don't be." Atem wasn't looking at Yugi so he didn't notice him sliding closer and closer to him. Atem was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the floor and he nearly jumped in his skin when he felt Yugi's breath tickle his ear. "How about you take me back to the hotel and we can finish our discussion there?"

Both of Atem's eyebrows elevated to astonishing heights. He was caught off guard by Yugi's forwardness, but there was no way he could deny that proposition. "Right now?"

"Why not?"

"What about Yami?"

Yugi shrugged. "What about him? I think he's made it clear that he wants nothing more to do with us."

"You're suddenly done with him?"

"No," Yugi said, "Just giving him space I guess. Isn't that what you told me to do a few weeks ago?"

Atem half smirked. "I guess I did huh?"

0o0

After some heavy convincing and begging the doctor and nurses to let him get proper rest "at home", Yugi was sent off with his prescription pain medication back to the resort with Atem. The two could hardly keep their hands off each other as Yugi had his legs wrapped around Atem's waist, being kissed all over and groped against the door of his suite. Once Yugi's back hit the door with a soft thud, they broke their kiss but only for a second as he was trying to fumble with the lock to open the door. Atem was hungrily planting his lips wherever he saw skin and Yugi could barely concentrate as his dick hardened against Atem's stomach with each passing second and with each touch. It was beginning to drive him crazy.

"If I could—just…open this damn thing!" Yugi whined. It was obvious that he couldn't open it without turning around but Atem's lips against his neck and chest were too damn exhilarating and distracting to let him to concentrate on anything else.

"Allow me," Atem purred in his ear and dammit, Yugi couldn't help but shiver. Holding him tight around the hips, Atem inserted the key into the slot and the door opened with ease. Being welcomed by the sharp coldness of the air inside, Atem picked Yugi up and continued kissing him, slipping his tongue inside his mouth and braiding his fingers in Yugi's hair. He didn't know where he was going, nor did he care, since Yami wasn't here and that meant Atem could fuck Yugi in any part of this suite that he wanted.

Atem's hard dick couldn't take any more of this foreplay so he stopped and lowered Yugi to the nearest bed he saw. As soon as Yugi's back hit the soft duvet, he opened his legs and moaned when Atem began rubbing himself between them. The tension was high and he couldn't take it anymore, evidenced when Atem pinned Yugi's wrists to the bed and dove his tongue between his lips and inside his mouth with a hungry noise. His lower body moved against Yugi's creating a hot and heated friction that neither of them were no match against and the longer it went, the higher their lust grew.

"Dammit," Yugi breathed hard when he could no longer endure this. "Just fuck me already."

"Anything you want baby boy," because Atem was just as horny was he was.

When they were packing Yugi's things, they were in such a rush to leave that Yugi still had on his hospital gown and a pair of shorts underneath. It gave Atem the upper hand because Yugi was more exposed and therefore way easier to get aroused and excited. He slipped his hand inside Yugi's shorts and he felt Yugi stiffen and a glorious moan passed his lips when Atem began to play with him. Yugi was already leaking from being so excited, despite already having sex earlier that night, but he could never help himself around neither Atem or Yami.

His shorts were then pulled down to his ankles, which made Yugi even stiffer. His dick stood at attention, waiting to be touched and fondled. Atem was sitting on top of his legs so Yugi couldn't buck his hips up like he wanted, which sucked because the way Atem was slowly jerking him off didn't seem fair at all.

"Fuck—" Yugi groaned, his body language begging Atem to speed up. "I need to—just—"

"Shhhh Yugi," Atem cooed in his ear. "You don't wanna cum too fast do you?"

"Yes!" Yugi hollered, leaning his head back when Atem touched the tip of his dick, which was his second most sensitive spot. "You're teasing me and I can't take it!"

"Good," Atem whispered, licking the outer rim of Yugi's ear. "Because nothing makes me harder than seeing you beg for more."

And nothing turned Yugi on more than hearing Atem's silky voice reverberating in his ear, sparking his senses. He closed his eyes tightly and bit down on his bottom lip trying to thrust his hips against Atem's hand jerking him off. He moans into the dark air of the suite, crying out in gasps of broken syllables as he failed at calling out Atem's name properly. It was hard to do that when Yugi was being flooded with pleasure that he couldn't verbalize, although he did try through the trembling and shaking of his body. Atem began to move his hand faster up and down Yugi's leaking and throbbing cock and the moans became louder, and more heavenly to Atem's ears. Yugi is desperate to cum, and he felt himself so close to the edge, it nearly hurt. Perhaps all those times earlier with Yami that he already came was catching up to Yugi.

But his body didn't seem to wane. Every passing second was pushing Yugi closer and closer to his reach and the dirty unmentionables Atem was whispering in his ear was just exacerbating the process. Yugi had to grab at his clothing and ball them into his fist as he pulled Atem down for a sloppy, yet much needed kiss. It was unorganized but Yugi wanted to feel that pink, warm, fleshy muscle in his mouth. He was also afraid that his screams would be heard the next room over.

"Cum…"Atem's voice could command an army. "Cum for me Yugi…don't hold back."

"B-Bastard!—" but Yugi was cut off by his own orgasm and his vision whitened. His entire body convulsed and arched as he splashed Atem's hand with the messy, milky substance, letting his moans and screams unfurl. Despite this, Atem didn't stop jerking him, bobbing his hand up and down Yugi's cock to get him through it. The absolute euphoria on Yugi's face only fueled his sexual fire, and Atem didn't give Yugi enough time to come down from his high before he was on top and over him again.

"You have such a cute cum face," Atem snickered. Yugi grunted and nearly smacked him, but Atem pinned his wrists down again. "Still a bit feisty are we?"

"Damn you," Yugi gasped out, still trying to recover and catch his breath. "Don't tease me like that again."

"Or what?" Atem teased, leaning his head inward and nuzzling Yugi's jawline with his nose. "I don't think you're in any position to stop me."

Suddenly, without warning, the both of them heard some snickering a few feet away from them. Atem jumped up and grabbed Yugi, throwing him behind his back as his body tensed up, ready to fight whoever was in the room with them.

But to their shock and dismay, it was nobody but Yami.

"What the hell?" Atem scowled and slumped his shoulders. "You're supposed to be home!"

"You thought," Yami jeered, appearing from the shadows. "But the truth is, I didn't wanna deal with my prick of a brother so I decided to crash here for one more night." He peeked around Atem's shoulders to look at a disheveled Yugi. "That alright with you?"

"I guess…" Yugi looked up at Atem, who not surprisingly looked irritated. "How about you, Atem? That cool with you?"

"Hell no. He was the one who said he didn't want to hang out with us. So what the hell are you doing here, Yami?"

"Cut some of that fuzz outta your ears and maybe you would've heard that I didn't wanna deal with my brother tonight. What, you want me sleeping on the streets? 'Cuz that was my other option."

"No, no, no," Yugi declared, making his way in between the two men before one of them threw a punch. "Yami, you can stay here. Atem, calm down. Let's just all enjoy ourselves for the rest of the night. The baby is fine and I got surgery to remove my appendix. The drama is over. Can we just relax now?"

Yami and Atem didn't answer right away. Yugi knew they were too stubborn to. They both looked in opposite directions and Yugi was at the point of wanting to choke the both of them out at this point.

"Fine," Yugi was just about done with this whole thing. "I'm gonna go watch a movie. You guys do whatever you want. I'm not gonna keep playing peacemaker."

And that was the last thing he said before he went into the other room because lord help him if he had to put up with this any longer.

"See what you did?" Yami snarled at Atem. "You pissed him off."

"Me?"

"You're always jumping down my throat so you can make me look bad in front of Yugi every time you're around him. Yes. You."

Atem rolled his eyes. "I'm simply protecting him from the likes of you."

"You don't know shit about me," Yami snapped, "and I'm sick of people like you coming outta nowhere and passing judgement when you're no better than me." He rushed in Atem's face as if he was going to strike and Atem balled his hands into fists in case Yami was going to start throwing punches. "If you got a problem with me then beat my ass already. Otherwise, shut up, because I'm not going anywhere."

"And neither am I."

There was a knock on the door before any more words and possible fists could be thrown. A few seconds later, Yugi emerged from around the corner now wearing a purple pajama set with a remote control in his hand. He walked right past Yami and Atem, not even acknowledging their presence and opened the door.

"Room service," Yami and Atem heard the service clerk say. After that they didn't hear much else, except the sounds of glasses clanking and Yugi telling the clerk thank you before closing the door and making his way back to the living room where the two men were still standing, watching him.

Yugi handed both of the men two bottles of wine, one for each of them. "Just do me this favor."

Atem looked at Yugi and then the bottle, as if it grew two heads. "You really shouldn't be offering him alcohol," he said, pointing his head in Yami's direction. "That's like offering crack to Marion Barry."

Yami snatched the bottle from Yugi and flipped Atem the bird. "Fuck you."

Atem took his own bottle, opened it and took a long gulp from it. "Maybe if I'm drunk enough."

Yami snorted and rolled his eyes. "Slut."

"Whore."

"Bitch."

"Asshole."

They each took a drink with every insult. Yami more so than Atem, but nonetheless, it was entertaining to watch. And if they got out of hand, Yugi could just take the wine away from them and watch them make fools of themselves, which is what he was hoping would happen. It was better than hearing them fight like cats and dogs all night long.

Ten minutes later, the two men were pretty sloshed. Yami was lying on his side in front of a suede sectional couch because he'd barely made it there before he slid down to the floor. Atem was sitting in a cream colored plush chair with a slip cover, head leaned back, legs spread eagle and taking small sips of his wine. Yugi took a chair from the dining room and sat backwards in it, resting his chin in the palm of his hand and being thoroughly amused by how stupid drunk Yami and Atem were.

Atem could handle his liquor but Yami clearly couldn't. He looked like a fish out of water, dangling and flailing his limbs as if he lost his sense of coordination. He was mumbling incoherently and staring at the ceiling, seemingly forgetting that Yugi and Atem were also still in the room with him.

"This sssstupid wine," he grumbled, and Yugi and Atem looked at each other, both sharing the same curious exchange. "Did you put drugs in here too?"

"Didn't have to," said Yugi, shaking his head and giggling. "You don't need drugs to act the way you do."

"And you're not much help either Yugi." Yami's voice was slurred and garbled, but nonetheless, he still tried to get up and wobble his way toward him.

Yugi had his arms resting on the back of the chair he was sitting on and when Yami approached him, his eyes widened. "What? What's wrong with you?" he said.

"You're nothing but a damn drug," Yami repeated. He then grabbed Yugi's face and squeezed it. "And you're so damn cute."

Atem laughed out loud. "Yeah he's definitely drunk."

"Shut up. You're just jealous that I can fuck Yugi better than you can."

"Excuse me?"

"Yami wait—" Yugi started to say but then Yami squeezed his cheeks even more so that he couldn't speak properly.

"So so so cute," Yami interrupted him, pulling Yugi so that he was forced to stand up. He was trying to pry himself but Yami pushed him back against the wall, face still in his hands. "Let me kiss the cute outta you."

"Get your drunk ass off me!" Yugi exclaimed. He pushed Yami's chest but the alcohol in him seemed to give the man extra strength. "Yami—" he couldn't help but giggle when he started kissing his forehead and cheeks. "Stop it!"

After that, things started getting really hot, really fast. Yugi was caught off guard when Yami held his face still to kiss his lips, so deeply that he nearly forgot to breathe. His eyes shot open when he realized what was happening and from the corner of his eye, Yugi could see that Atem was probably just as shocked as he was. It was never easy to resist when it came to matters like this. Yugi realized that long ago and Yami held his face a little gentler and kissed him with more fervor. Yugi could taste his wine stained lips and it was a sweet sensation against his tongue.

Atem decided that he wasn't just going to sit and watch, especially since he wasn't completely sober himself and he wanted in on the action. He came up behind Yami and brushed his hair away from the nape of his neck before planting a few awkward kisses there. But he was forced to stop when Yami gasped and pulled away.

"No!" he yelled suddenly, grabbing Yugi and very sloppily pulling him away from Atem. "Stay back, he's mine."

"Are you joking?" Atem snorted. "Stop being greedy, Yugi loves us both. He's not your property—"

"He's not yours either!" Yami screamed. Apparently, he'd drank more than both Yugi and Atem realized. He walked backwards until his heel hit the chair that Yugi was previously sitting on. "Leave us alone."

"Yami—" Yugi started to say. "You can't be this way. You had a choice to leave because you said you can't handle a relationship like this, and—"

"Shut up." Yami grabbed Yugi's shoulders and spun him around. His eyes were so glossy and unfocused. "You're mine. I'm not sharing you with him. You got that?"

"I told you, you should've have let him drink," Atem muttered and took an arm around Yami's neck. "Dude, let him go!"

"No! I'm not letting him go! Not now, not ever! I'm sick of losing every fucking person that gets close to me! I'm not gonna let it happen again!"

The whole room fell silent after that. Yugi looked at Atem, and Atem looked at Yugi. Neither of them knew what to say or even do, as Yami buried his face in his hands. It was embarrassing. Being stupid drunk and pouring out his feelings when he didn't even mean to. Now everyone knew Yami's secret. He loved Yugi and wanted him to himself.

To everyone's surprise, Yami continued his tirade. "Can't I just have what I want for fucking once in my life? I couldn't have Mai, now I can't have you? Why?" at this point, Yami was a slurring and fumbling over his words, but he was too drunk to care. He dislodged himself from between Yugi and Atem and almost stumbled toward the floor, but Atem caught him in time.

Yami sat indian style and buried his face in his palms again. He didn't cry or make a noise, just sat there. Yugi and Atem exchanged worried looks but couldn't say anything and didn't know what else to do except sit beside Yami with caution.

"Hey…" Yugi said quietly as he inched closer to Yami, attempting to brush the damp and alcohol stained banes away from his face. "Hey Yami…don't be upset…it's gonna be okay."

"No," he grumbled, "It's not. You say that now, then next thing I know, you're gonna let this asshole take you away…I'm tired of losing…."

Atem narrowed his eyes at Yami and would've smacked him for his insult but considering his state of mind, he thought against it. That, and he knew how Yami felt but for the past couple of weeks, he'd been feeling the same way for Yugi in his own way. "I wasn't planning on taking anyone away," he informed Yami. "I never was. But I refuse to compete with you, Yami. This isn't a contest over who can love Yugi better. That's not what this is about."

"Then why are you here?" Yami replied, lifting his head up slowly. "If not to make sure Yugi isn't ever alone with me?"

"You honestly think I'm that childish?" Atem asked, clearly offended. "I care about Yugi just as much as you do. I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

"You don't know the first thing about him."

"Neither do you and that's the problem. None of us know each other. The only thing that kept us together was some really good sex. That's all. And that's not the kind of relationships that I have with people. That's why I stuck around with Yugi, because I wanted to get to know him more, but every time I tried, you went off and did something stupid."

Yugi was going to offer a rebuttal in Yami's defense but the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. With the exception of his hospital visits, each time something came up, Yami was having an episode and everyone had to cater to his mental breakdowns or drunken fiascos. Even with that fact coming to the light though, Yugi kept quiet. He didn't want to jump down Yami's throat like he did in the past.

"Maybe we can get to the bottom of this," he offered softly. "Of why you do these things, Yami. Something deep down is making you think you have to act this way. So what is it?"

Yami sighed. "You already know what it is."

"Yes, we know about your history with Mai and what she did, but what about the rest of your life? What was that like?"

"You're gonna have to get me drunker for that."

"No!" Yugi pouted. "No more alcohol. I'm sorry I even gave it to you to begin with. Yami please…" he scooted closer to Yami and wrapped his arm around his shoulder, breathing on his neck before kissing the skin and making Yami shiver involuntarily. "Please just let us in…"

"Don't—" Yami swallowed hard. "Don't do that." Yugi's kisses made him weak, but at the same time they were a nice distraction and maybe Yami wouldn't have to explain himself after all…Yugi could see him resisting but a couple of seconds later, he held Yugi's face and pecked him softly on the lips. "You really don't want to know what goes on inside my head…"

"Yes…" Yugi insisted quietly, and he felt his heartbeat speed up being so dangerously close to Yami. "I want to know everything. Even the horrible parts." He then looked behind Yami at Atem, reaching his hand out and touching his face. "You too."

Atem perked up. "Hmm?"

"You said we don't know anything about each other right? So let's start now. Let's start opening up. If we're going to be parents to this baby, we have to get along." Yugi looked back and forth between both men. "Right?"

Yugi had never seen these two look so pitiful. Yami was an obvious given, but from the way Atem was frowning, it seemed as though he had a few skeletons in his closet too.

Atem pressed his hand to Yugi's, which was still against his face and he squeezed tightly. "I'll try," he said.

"And that's all I've wanted from you guys all along. Come on Yami, can you at least try for me? Please?"

Yugi's body was half way turned toward Yami's, and he tried his hardest to get Yami to look at him, by holding his cheeks and leaning his forehead against his. But Yami refused eye contact no matter how much Yugi tried to get him to look up at him. But finally he whispered, "I don't know where to start…"

"Start wherever you want," Yugi replied, tickling Yami's nose with his breath. "I'm listening."

He then leaned back into Atem's arms and instinctively, Atem held him about the waist. Yami sat there, looking like a beaten down puppy. He knew they were staring at him, waiting for him to speak but the alcohol was numbing his thoughts and he couldn't find anything to say. He also didn't want to come across as weak or fragile, so Yami fueled himself with the emotion he could identify with the most: anger.

"Okay well," he began saying, lifting his head. "Let's start with my asshole brother Marik, and the fact that he's just my half-brother instead of my whole."

"Did you say half brother?"

"Yes," Yami snorted, "I did. Anyway, I never liked the asshole. We have the same father but my mom was so damn clueless when it came to us, because we were so opposite. I was the quiet recluse and he was the overbearing douchebag. So naturally we never got along because he took pleasure in making my life hell."

"And why was that?" Yugi asked.

"Dunno. Don't care. He was always like that. Stealing my shit, breaking my shit, throwing shit at me. Breaking other people's shit and then blaming it on me. Trying to fuck every girl I was ever interested in, including Mai."

"What about your mom? Why didn't she ever try to stop him?"

Yami laughed bitterly, almost maniacally. "My mom was an ignorant bitch. I hate to say it, but she was. She chose to pretend everything was alright and hoped that if she ignored our problems long enough, they would go away. That, and since Marik wasn't her kid, she didn't know how to handle him."

"Sooo…" Yugi was almost afraid to ask his next question. "Where was his mom?"

"Probably sucking some dick in an alleyway," Yami chuckled again quite bitterly. "My dad sure knew how to pick em. This one broad in particular my dad used to stay with when her old man went away on business. He lied to my mom telling her that he was also away 'on business', but really, it was to spend the night with one of his whores. My mom, being the ignorant bitch that she was chose to believe him, or maybe she really knew the truth and chose the road to denial. Hell, I don't know. But before I knew it, Marik came on the scene."

"That's awful," Yugi mused. "Did you ever find out who the other woman was?"

Yami knew he was about to open a can of worms but he was too drunk to care at this point. "No," he said scratching his head, "But I know her last name was Ishmael…"

"What the—" Atem rose to his feet. "I don't know what you're insinuating, but stop it right now. Our parents didn't sleep together."

Yugi's heart sank deep, throat dry and he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "But that would make you—"

"No chance in hell," Atem interrupted him before Yugi had a chance to finish. "That's sick. I would never in a million damn years knowingly have sex with my own family."

"I thought you said you were adopted," Yami replied.

"I am, but still, that's fucking weird!"

"We're not related moron. Your adopted mother slept with my father. I didn't find that out until it was too late and we'd already slept together. Not that it matters at this point anyway…"

"No," Atem muttered, "It doesn't. And it doesn't explain why you've been such a giant douchebag to everyone around you."

"It kinda does," said Yugi. "Right, Yami? When you found out your dad cheated on your mom, what happened after that?"

Yami's mood soured again. It took a few moments of silence for him to answer, perhaps because he needed to get his thoughts together. "Everything went to shit. And I mean everything."

Yugi sat closer to him. "Like what?"

"Marik. He…started pissing everyone off with his fuckery. His mom—your mom couldn't handle him, so she sent him to live with us, probably because we had way more money. I guess they thought Marik would have a better life here, but all the money did was corrupt him and turn him into a piece of shit. And eventually my dad sent him away to military school."

"How in the world was your mom okay with his father's love child living with you guys?" Yugi asked, unwittingly way more into the story than he was probably supposed to be.

"I guess you weren't listening when I said my mom was an ignorant bitch. Plus, without my dad she was nothing, so if she left him, she had no one and nothing to stand on. Her head was in the damn clouds most of the time anyway. Soon after that, shit got worse and worse and worse until my dad started sleeping with men…"

"Oh God…." Yugi whispered. "Where is your dad now?"

"Dead. The asshole killed himself on some train tracks."

His heart sank all the way down to his knees. "Oh God Yami, I'm so sorry—"

"Don't be. The bastard did it to himself."

"No, no, no, don't talk like that," Yugi sat next to Yami and tried to wrap an arm around his arm, but was pushed away. "Yami please. Don't blame yourself for that."

"How can I think of him and not get pissed off? Every time I do, I think of why I can't accept certain things about myself. Like the fact that I….I prefer this…" he nodded his head towards Yugi's crotch, making him blush, "And not women? That bastard made my mom's life a living hell because he couldn't stop being a fuckin' whore and now I'm just like him."

"No you're not," Atem chipped in. "You can't compare yourself to your dad. I mean sure you're not the easiest person to get along with, but at least now you're self-aware. You know what you need to work on."

"And you don't have to be ashamed of being gay, just because your father was," Yugi added. "It doesn't mean you're gonna follow in his footsteps."

"I just—" Yami was growing frustrated and angry and he needed more wine. "Fuck, I don't wanna talk about this anymore! I've said too much!"

"Yami, Yami! Shh, it's okay, come here." Yugi grabbed him and squeezed him tight in his arms, even though Yami tried to fight him, but Yugi just held on tighter. "Listen. We're all fighting demons. You should never be ashamed of being who you are. Don't hide it. Don't fight it. Because in the end, those that care won't abandon you and will stick by your side no matter what. So from now on, no more hiding okay?"

Yami didn't know why but the way Yugi was touching him was turning him on, even though what he was doing and saying was nowhere near sexual. Holding his cheeks and breathing in his face didn't help matters either, but Yami could practically feel the tension coursing between their bodies. He wasn't trying to think that way, but he couldn't help it.

But was it always going to be like this though? Sex, sex, sex all the time? Something had to change and Yami didn't know what it was, but if he didn't get his shit together, he would always run into this road block.

"Listen…" he slowly looked up at Yugi and even Atem, who always seemed to be on alert when Yami was around, which he couldn't be blamed for. "I'm seriously….really fucked up in the head. More than I can tell you now. I just….I just think we need to take a break…at least until the baby gets here. I can't take care of a kid right now, much less myself unless I get some help."

"Whoa." Yugi was blown away by Yami's disclosure. He'd never expect him to be so open and brazen about something so personal. Apparently, Atem was just as shocked, because he was lost for words. "Is that what you really want, Yami?"

"It's what I need," he insisted. "If this is my second chance at having a family, I can't screw it up like I did the first time. I need to clear my head and get my ducks in order. I don't know how long this will take, but I just need a break from everything and everyone."

"If that's... the way you want it." Yugi knew he would miss Yami but the guy did have a point. He was in no condition to be anyone's father in his current state of mind. There was no debate. This had to happen.

"I'm gonna go," Yami announced quietly. "I need to go talk to Duke and do some other shit, but…" he planted a big juicy kiss on Yugi's lips, probably deeper and sensual than Yami intended and he almost wanted to go back on his word, just from tasting Yugi's lips.

"But what?" Yugi asked dreamily, his head floating in the clouds.

"Don't forget about me. I'll be back."

And with that, he walked out of the suite, and even though it was just temporary, Yugi knew it would be a long road to recovery.

He stared at the door for what appeared to be a long time. Yugi had almost forgotten that Atem was there until he felt a pair of arms wrap around his body. He stiffened but then realized who it was that was holding him when he was engulfed in his body heat. Yugi leaned backwards and sighed. "What just happened?"

"Growth."

"You really think so? You think he's gonna go and try to get his life together?"

"Let's not worry about him right now." Atem spun Yugi around to face him. "Let's worry about you. Are you hungry? Let's get you something to eat." He pulled Yugi close to his chest and looked him in deep in the eyes. "And later on, I can have you for dessert."

Yugi gulped. "I….I…I could use some nourishment," he stammered. "What do you suggest we eat?"

A smirk crept on Atem's lips, pulling into a full blown smile. "Pizza?"

Thanks for reading guys. Be on the lookout for my two new stories called Kindred Shadow and Irresistible You. I've been working hard, outlining them for the past few months and I can't wait to start publishing them for you guys! Summaries of the stories are on my profile. Again, thanks for reading!