As promised, here is the 2nd installment and the end of the story! Gotta be honest, I think I can do better than this. This story was not planned at all. One big lesson you learn as a writer is outline, outline, outline! I have some big stories coming in the future, but it will take a little longer to get out there because I plan to implement what I mentioned above. But I can promise that it'll be worth the wait. In the meantime, The 5 Stages of Grief will be in the the spotlight until it's done (only 5 chapters) and after that, brace yourself for some dramatic, emotionally and sexually charged stories!

Two weeks later

Yuugi's phone never went off this late at night. So who in the hell was calling him at this hour?

He sat right up when he saw Yami's name on the screen. "Hello? Hello? Yami, what's going on? Are you okay?"

"Yuugi…" his voice was hoarse and barely audible. "I'm sorry to wake you—"

"Don't be sorry, you had me worried sick. Where are you? Do you need me to come get you?"

"I….." Yami seemed hesitant. "Please?"

"Give me twenty minutes. Send me your location."

Yuugi was out of the door in five.

The dark always spooked him a little. Rain clouds began to form in the night sky. The air was cool enough to need a small jacket which made Yuugi wonder if Yami had anything left after this whole thing. Did Kaiba at least give the guy his clothes?

As a broke college student, he didn't have a car, so Yuugi was traveling on foot. Calling an Uber was out of the question; he didn't have money. And Katsuya and Honda would kill him if they found out what he was doing.

They just didn't get it. Yuugi was in love. Sure it wasn't the way he preferred, but love rarely turned out that way. He didn't mean to fall so hard for Yami, but their connection was undeniable; passionate. Yuugi couldn't stay away even if he wanted.

Kaiba be damned.

He decided to call Yami again. But unfortunately, there was no answer.

"Dammit." Yuugi hoped his phone didn't die or anything. Yami was still at the hospital, so at least Yuugi knew where he was.

But when he got there, the receptionist told him that Yami had already checked out.

"Are you kidding me? The man has nowhere to go!" Yuugi realized it wasn't their fault, that Yami left on his own accord but that didn't make him feel better.

So, he called him up again and left a voicemail this time.

"Yami, where are you? I'm at the hospital and they're saying you already left? I'm freaking out here, it's after three in the morning and you won't answer your—"

"Yuug! What da hell are you doin' here?"

What a surprise. Katsuya found him. "Go home, Jonouchi-kun."

"I can tell you the exact same thing." Katsuya still had on his pajamas, that were soaking wet from the rain outside. He closed his umbrella as he entered the hospital lobby. "You better not be doing what I think yer doin'."

"He needs me, Jou! Yami doesn't have anyone else."

"Do you want Kaiba to expose you to da world? Do you know what's gonna do to yer college reputation?"

"Since when do you care about school?" Yuugi blurted out. Crap, he didn't mean to say that.

"I guess around the same time you stopped caring." Katsuya stood in front of Yuugi, alarmingly threatening. "If ya don't stop seeing this guy now, I'm gonna take some drastic measures."

Katsuya may have been a foot taller than him, but Yuugi wasn't intimidated. "Do what you gotta do."

He made sure to purposely hit his friend in the shoulder when he walked past him as he left the lobby. Yuugi's heart beat like a drum in his chest. He was scared, worried, angry—he didn't know if Yami went to a friend's house or if a relative came to pick him up. But it made Yuugi's stomach twist in knots.

"I'm not done with you." Katsuya grabbed Yuugi's shoulders and spun him around.

"Hey, let me go! Jonouchi-kun, stop!"

But he refused. Katsuya had enough strength to carry Yuugi on his shoulder. Yuugi cursed, yelled, demanded that his friend let him go, but Katsuya wasn't having it.

"You wouldn't understand how I felt, even if you tried!" exclaimed Yuugi. "When have you ever fallen for someone? You only care about getting in a girl's pants!"

"Watch it," Katsuya warned him. "Last time I checked, you were fuckin' this dude, so how does that make you better than me?"

"I'm not—let me go, damn you!"

"Not until we get home. I'm not gonna let this guy get in the way of yer future."

"You think I'm stupid? You think I would actually let that happen?"

"Do you really want me to answer that?"

Yuugi fought to the point of exhaustion. The rain didn't help matters either and it was pouring cats and dogs once they were a distance away from the hospital. The two young men argued the entire time on the way back to the apartment. Neither wanted to give up their stance. Neither wanted to admit the other may be right.

"It's not like he's yer boyfriend or anything. Shoulda just hit it and quit it like I do, maybe you wouldn't be in this shit."

"That's disgusting. Yami deserves better than that."

They were almost back to the apartment. Katsuya still had Yuugi over his shoulder, though the guy was starting to get heavy. As he approached though, Jou saw a dark figure sitting right on their porch.

"Shit," he quickly dropped Yuugi without warning and reached into his pocket for a knife.

"Ow! Jonouchi-kun, what the hell—"

"Shhhhh!" He hissed.

"What—"

"Be quiet, you little shit."

"Excuse me!" Yuugi made sure to raise his voice. "That's enough outta you—"

"Yuu…..gi."

The world stopped. Even the rain seemed to let up a little. With wide eyes, Yuugi slowly turned around and saw Yami, a shell of his former self, slumped over the welcome mat.

"Yami!" Yuugi screamed and took off for the porch. Katsuya tried to grab him again. "No, let me go!"

"Dammit, Yuugi!"

But he was able to evade Katsuya's grasp. Yuugi sprinted toward the door, where Yami was lying on his side, frail and weak. His skin was pale and his eyes were sunk in.

"Oh my God…." Yuugi kneeled in front of him and wrapped his arms around Yami. He couldn't stop the tears from falling. He squeezed Yami tight, but not too much. Yuugi didn't know how much pain he was still in.

"How'd you get here?" He asked him. "Why weren't you at the hospital?"

Yami lifted his head from Yuugi's chest where his face was buried. "The media...the paparazzi...they all showed up. They somehow found out where my room was, came in without permission and demanded answers for why I did what I did."

"For fuck's sake! What the hell is wrong with these people?"

"C'mon guys," Katsuya came from behind. "Let's go inside at least, we're all soakin' damn wet."

As soon as they stepped foot in the apartment, Yuugi took Yami to his room to get dried off. He stripped Yami of his clothes and insisted he take a shower. Katsuya stood in the doorway with his arms folded, head tilted to the side.

"I have neva' seen you act this way with anyone, Yuug. I'll say that much."

"I already know what's going on in your head, Jonouchi-kun. I never said sleeping with someone else's significant other was okay, but it just happened. I already feel bad enough, so save it."

"So what are ya gonna do when Kaiba wants 'em back?"

"They're getting divorced."

Katsuya's mouth hung open. "Wooooow! Congrats Yuugi, you destroyed an entire marriage."

"It's been destroyed for years."

Neither boys heard Yami walk up to them. The shower was running in the background, but he didn't go in yet. Yuugi turned around and tried to smile. Katsuya just stood there, defiant.

"I was kiddin' actually. I don't really think Yuugi is a homewrecker. Like I said before, if I was married to Kaiba, I'd cheat too."

"Jonouchi-kun!" Yuugi faced Yami and asked, "Please don't tell me he said that to you."

"I'm afraid so."

"Oh God…" Yuugi ran a hand down his face. "Go to bed, Katsuya."

"Sure. But before I do…" he disappeared and came back a few moments later with condoms in his hand. "Just in case."

"Jonouchi-kun!" Yuugi yelled at him, mortified. "Why would you—how could you—?"

"Are you seriously embarrassed? You've already banged the guy, what's da big deal? Just keep it down is all I ask."

"Get outta my room, damn you."

"So you're not gonna use the rubbers?"

The older man stepped in and intervened, taking the condoms from Katsuya. "These will be fine. Thank you."

"Yami!"

"What?" He shrugged noncommittally. "Your friend is just looking out for us."

"This is so embarrassing. Yami, get in the shower. Jonouchi-kun, put a sock in it."

At least Katsuya wasn't grilling Yuugi this time and he somewhat understood. When the three of them dispersed, Yuugi went in his dresser to get some pajamas for Yami to wear. He knew they'd be too short, but Yuugi couldn't help that and Yami had absolutely nothing with him.

He then went to the bathroom to get Yami's wet clothes to clean. The mirrors were fogged so Yuugi couldn't see anything. He didn't want to accidentally see the man naked.

"Hey Yami, I'm gonna take your dirty clothes and wash them, is that okay?"

"Of course."

"Are you in pain? Do you need some help?"

"Actually…. I was wondering if you could join me."

Yuugi gulped. Maybe those condoms would come in handy. "S-sure," he stuttered.

It had been weeks since they had sex, and Yuugi was pent up. He didn't want to tell Yami about it, for obvious reasons. But now that the drama was over and they were together again…

When Yuugi entered the shower, he couldn't help but blush immediately. He all but forgot how hot Yami was; muscles everywhere, so plump and hard. The cuts and bruises on his body were beginning to fade. His skin was red from the hot water. His hair was long and fell down his back.

He was so shy, Yuugi couldn't look at the man. But Yami tipped his chin up so that Yuugi would face him.

"It hasn't been that long, has it?"

"No…" Yuugi answered quietly. "Just feels like it."

"I know it's easy to forget considering all that's happened. How are you holding up?"

"I should be asking you that."

"I care about you though. It's okay."

"Well," Yuugi took a deep breath, his throat tightening. "I was...scared when you called me earlier. When I first heard you over the phone, you sounded so helpless. I had to come get you. There was no choice."

"I'm glad you did. I just didn't know what to think with all those people in my room, questioning me like that. As if they didn't assassinate my character enough in the blogs."

"You read that?" Yuugi tried all his might to prevent that from happening. "I'm so sorry, Yami…"

"Don't be. I brought this all on myself. Which is why…." Yami breathed in deep and exhaled slowly. "I have to leave tomorrow."

"What?" Yuugi looked up at him, frantic.

Damnit, those eyes were so easy to get lost in. "Yuugi, if I stay, I'm just going to ruin your life even more. I need to deal with this divorce from Kaiba and figure out where I'm going to live."

"You didn't ruin my life."

"I know Kaiba isn't going to let you work for the company because of this."

"Oh well. I can live with that. One thing college taught me was to have a backup plan."

"Be that as it may, I still cannot stay. You deserve better than me."

"I refuse to accept that."

"I don't want to be a burden."

"You're not."

"Yuugi, please."

"No, Yami, I insist. You're staying with us and that's final."

"Yuugi, I—"

He cut him off by pressing their lips together. Whatever Yami was going to say was all but forgotten about when Yuugi kissed him.

How did he do that? Make Yami instantly forget about everything that was bothering him?

"Stay," he huffed, pulling back to breathe. "I want you to. I refuse to let you live on the streets. I don't care what kind of damage you think you've done to me. I want you here."

How could Yami say no to that?

"We can figure it out. You take some time to get your personal life situated, divorce Kaiba and come live with me. We have an extra bedroom for you to sleep in."

"I would rather sleep with you though…"

"I…" Yuugi couldn't find the words. Yami cupped his face, leaned in and kissed him again. This time it was deeper, with more passion and intensity. Yami played with the outer rim of Yuugi's mouth, sliding his tongue back and forth until he felt the lips separate.

Yami tilted his head to the side, using one hand to hold the back of Yuugi's head. He used the other to grip his ass, bringing his body closer.

As soon as they collided, Yuugi moaned. Yami's back hit the wall, and he shivered at the coldness of the tile. But the hot water and moist air made up for it.

"I guess we're gonna need those condoms after all," Yuugi whispered. He made sure there was no space between their bodies. He took this chance to grope Yami, shamelessly feeling all over his muscles. As a result of his ministrations, Yami's dick got harder and grew, poking Yuugi in the thigh.

"Let's go to your room. I wanna fuck you so bad. I can't wait anymore."

"Sure you're up for it? I saw the way you walked in here. You're hurting still." Yuugi said with sad eyes.

"You make me forget that I'm even in pain…"

Clearly the man was just as pent up as Yuugi was. He turned around for a second to turn off the shower. After that, Yami grabbed his face and crashed their lips together a third time.

He was dangerously aroused. He picked Yuugi up and carried him out of the bathroom. Yuugi wrapped his legs tightly around the man's hips, their cocks rubbing together constantly. Yuugi couldn't think straight and begged Yami to hurry and reach his room.

It was down the hallway past Katsuya's, but Yami made sure to keep his footsteps light. Yuugi's bed was a queen size, more than enough room for them to fuck on every corner of it.

"Damn, I forgot the condom," Yami hissed. He was on top of Yuugi when he remembered. He was going to get up, but Yuugi grabbed him.

"We don't need it."

"But you just said—"

Yuugi stopped him from speaking with a finger on his lips. "Listen, I'm too horny to think logically right now. I don't wanna stop…"

"Noted. Got any lube?"

"In the drawer next to the bed."

Yami reached in and found some KY Intense Pleasure Gel that clearly Yuugi had used a few times. His blush did all to confirm it.

"Missed me that much, huh?"

"Maybe."

"You're so cute."

Yami coated his index finger and gave Yuugi a warning look before putting it inside. The younger hissed, feeling the sting invade his body. Yami looked down at him with an intense, lustful stare, not breaking eye contact. It was quite intimidating.

Yuugi had to turn away.

"Let me see your eyes," Yami softly commanded.

"Not when you're looking at me like that."

"Are you afraid?"

"...You just make me feel vulnerable."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"Yes."

"Yuugi, look at me, please?"

Sex was one thing, but this was something entirely different. It wasn't like they never expressed how they felt about each other before, but being naked in bed with nothing to hide behind put Yuugi on edge.

"I want to be closer to you…" Yami nudged their foreheads together and cupped his cheeks. "Not just sexually, but in every other aspect too. I don't want a relationship like I had with Kaiba."

"Relationship?" Yuugi echoed. "You wanna be in a relationship with me?"

"Isn't it obvious by now?" Yami chuckled. "I would do anything to hear those cute moans every night."

Yuugi broke eye contact again. "Why do you say things like that?"

"Because it's true. And I love watching you get flustered. It's adorable."

"Stop it." Yuugi was red all the way down to his stomach.

"I'm afraid it's too late for that," Yami smirked and resumed fingering him.

"Oh fuck…" it was starting to feel good, so much so that Yuugi bucked his hips against Yami's finger. He coated a second and slowly put it inside. Yuugi wheezed and moaned, throwing his head back.

"Faster….please," he whimpered.

"Not yet. I need to open you up some more."

Yuugi was so tight, it made Yami feel bad to put him through this. But he continued kneading and threading the ring of muscles loose, thoroughly enjoying hearing Yuugi fall apart.

It took everything in Yami not to shove his dick deep inside. When he was done, he moved Yuugi to the center of the bed. By now, he was feverish, his cheeks red and his breathing frantic.

"Spread your legs for me."

Yuugi obliged. Yami sank his body in between, coating his dick with more lube before rubbing the tip in circles near the entrance of Yuugi's asshole. The younger whined, begging Yami to stop teasing him and fuck him already. He needed to cum so badly.

Slowly, Yami inched his way in. Yuugi's face twisted in euphoria the further Yami went inside. He was so warm, it took everything in him not to go wild. Yuugi's muscles sheathed around his dick so tightly, Yami was afraid he'd cum too fast.

"Shit….I don't think I'm gonna last long," he confessed.

"It's okay. Please, just move before I lose my mind."

The devious part of Yami was happy that Yuugi was begging and needy for him. He slid in further and Yuugi gasped. It was clear that they were both holding back to savor the moment but Yami was seconds away from just saying 'fuck it'.

"Faster," Yuugi panted.

Yami obeyed. He couldn't keep this up for much longer anyways. He withdrew his dick and lay his entire weight on Yuugi before he entered him again. Yuugi bound his legs around Yami's hips securely as the man buried his face in the crook of his neck.

And then he started moving.

"Fuck….Oh God…" he held onto Yami for dear life, squeezing his eyes shut as pleasure flooded him. Yuugi bit down on his bottom lip, trying hard not to scream as Yami plunged in and out at a steady pace. Yuugi bucked his hips up to meet him at the height of their thrusts, making Yami groan and plant kisses all over his neck.

"Not...fast enough!" Yuugi cried. "You're doing this on purpose, dammit."

Yuugi felt Yami's lips curl into a smile against his skin. "You caught me."

"You're so mean."

"I know. It's fun making you squirm."

But Yami was about thirty seconds away from cumming. He picked up the pace and Yuugi followed suit. He held onto the older man, not wanting an inch of space between their bodies.

The pleasure grew exponentially. Yami felt his animalistic urges taking him over. He lifted Yuugi a bit off the bed and wrapped his arms around his body. Now, they were both holding each other close.

"Pl-please," Yuugi stuttered, a blubbering mess. He didn't know what he was asking for, exactly. Maybe for this to last forever? He was reaching full arousal and the sheets underneath them were wet from pre-cum. Yami huffed and puffed, his composure slipping into the fog of pleasure. All he could think about was how good it felt to be inside Yuugi again, how tight he was, how he never wanted to let go, how much this whole nightmare was worth it, because it meant they could be together. And this time, Yuugi wasn't getting away.

Each thrust was coming in faster, harder, deeper than the last. Yami couldn't stop. His body wouldn't let him. It was like his hips had a mind of their own. The slap of their skin made enough noise to echo in the room. Yuugi could no longer keep quiet. He cried out rapturously, digging his nails into Yami's back.

"Yuugi, I'm gonna cum...I'm sorry...fuck."

"Don't...pull out—ahh!" The vessels in Yuugi's cock expanded, filling with blood. He saw nothing but white behind his eyes. "Oh God...Yami….please!"

They both came at the exact same time. Yuugi couldn't keep his screams to himself. Yami growled, his hips moving at impossibly fast speeds, slamming into him as the orgasm took over his body. It felt like an explosion. Everything from the past few months built up so much tension inside him. Yami didn't realize how much he was holding in until that moment.

He came inside Yuugi so much, it was starting to leak out of him. When Yami was done, he collapsed, no longer able to take any more. He didn't want to overwhelm Yuugi with all the body heat, so he laid next to him.

And that's where they stayed the rest of the night.

The next morning, Yami had awakened to an empty bed. The sheets had dried cum and sweat everywhere and it felt gross. He hopped in the shower, wondering where Yuugi was. Since he didn't have any clothes, Yami had to borrow his.

The smell of bacon lured Yami into the kitchen where he found his two new roommates making breakfast.

"I thought I told you guys to keep it down," Katsuya glared at them.

Yuugi nearly choked on his orange juice. He hid his blush behind his cup. He glanced over at Yami who looked equally as mortified.

"You have no room to talk, Jonouchi-kun. There were plenty of nights where I heard girls moaning and screaming in your bedroom. This is just payback."

"You little shit."

Yuugi was joking, of course. In all honesty, he didn't expect Yami to make love to him like that, to the point where he lost control of his emotions. Yuugi had all intent to "keep it down" as Katsuya requested but…

"I mean, if you wanna have a screaming contest—"

"Oh lord." Yuugi dug into his waffles, not wanting to have this conversation over breakfast of all things.

"So pretty boy, you stayin' wit us now? Cuz if you are, yer gonna have to pull yer weight around here. And I don't want Kaiba's goons sniffin' their noses at our apartment cuz they wanna get a story outta ya."

Yami looked confused. "Goons?"

"You came all the way over here because they chased ya outta yer own hospital room. I don't want 'em coming here."

"I understand. But I already signed the divorce papers and sent them back to Kaiba. The media will get bored with me soon because they're always searching for the next big story and they can't make money from the same story week after week."

"I just don't want my best friend dragged into dat shit. Dat's all."

"Don't worry about it, Jonouchi-kun. Give me a little more credit than that. I can handle myself."

"Well, ya need to get a job soon. I know Kaiba spoiled you, but we ain't rich around here. Maybe work with Yuugi at the student lounge. Just don't get caught fuckin' on the clock."

"Jonouchi-kun!"

"I understand fully what my duties are," Yami said before Yuugi could yell at his friend some more. "I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable with our—" he looked over at his partner who wanted to die of embarrassment—"bedroom activities. It won't happen again."

"And how do I know dat?"

"I'll cover his mouth next time."

"YAMI!"

"Please do. I don't like imaginin' my best friend gettin' fucked. I'm off to class. Maybe we can go to da arcade when I get back or somethin'."

"As long as you don't cheat this time."

Katsuya threw his head back in a laugh. "Puh-leaseeeeeee! Don't make excuses for yer failures, Yuug. Just get ready to lose lata'."

"Pshh. We'll see."

"Fine." Katsuya grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl that was sitting on the kitchen counter. Then he threw an orange at Yuugi, which he narrowly missed, but unfortunately ended up hitting Yami in the shoulder.

"Jerk!" Yuugi jumped up to chase him, but Katsuya was too quick for him and ran out of the apartment, cackling like a madman on the way out.

When he returned back to the kitchen, Yami appeared somber, wistful. He barely touched his food and Yuugi was concerned something had happened. "Everything okay?"

Yami kept his eyes on his now cold cereal. "Is your friend really okay with this? I mean…" he took in a deep breath and sighed. "It must be bizarre to have a total stranger living in his apartment."

"You care too much about what Katsuya thinks. Don't know if you noticed or not, but he's pretty open minded. You being married did throw him for a loop—all of us, really—but life has its way of working things out sometimes."

"What about your internship? I know you have a year left of school."

"Like I said last night, I have a Plan B. I've been speaking to Maximillian Pegasus about possibly working for him. So, it's not a total loss."

"Doing what?" Yami asked.

"I wanna work in graphics, that way I can have a sneak peak into what he's up to next. He did create Duel Monsters after all. Why don't you try working there, Yami? Maybe his company can sponsor you or something."

"Work for my soon to be ex-husband's rival? I'll be asking for it at that point."

"I won't let anything happen to you. No worries. You can't spend your whole life hiding. Trust me, we can overcome this. You made a mistake, yes. But I can't say I regret it." Yuugi then sat in Yami's lap, the older man's eyes spreading open exponentially. "Just think about it, okay?"

He was right. Yami couldn't spend the rest of his life hiding from the media, Kaiba and everyone else. He wasn't proud of what he did, but it did lead him to Yuugi.

So...he decided to stop overthinking everything. He wanted to be with Yuugi more than anything, to possibly start a life with him—a life he wanted with Kaiba, but never got to have.

Whatever happened, happened.