Just for Your Love

Just for Your Love

Summary: Malik talks Otogi into going to a therapist about Honda's abuse.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: None.
Author’s Note: This is for the one and only Miri-chan! She guessed what Marik's job was and I rewarded her with this! If you, my reader's can tell me the two other Anime Alusions I've made in "A Home of Our Own" you'll be rewarded with a fic of your own!

By the way...do you guys think I write too much? I mean...I have new stories all the time. Are you sick of me? I just keep thinking this because I mean look! A new fic and I keep updating and stuff... ;__; What if it's annoying someone?

Talk

Otogi sat in the comfortable arm chair rubbing his own arms as he tried to coax some of the warmth back. It was way too cold in here for him to be relaxed and if you added in the present situation, he wasn’t going to relax anytime soon.

She sat across from him, legs crossed, pen out and writing swiftly already, rectangular glasses low on her nose. Suddenly, she stopped and looked up, not a smile on her dour face.

“Now…Ryuuji-san. Where would you like to begin?”

“I don’t.” he muttered.

The woman sighed and pushed up her glasses. “This is the fifth session. Why do you keep coming if you don’t want to talk?”

“I’m just doing this for Malik! Not for anyone else!”

“Not even for yourself? He’s doing it for you.”

Otogi got quiet and looked down at his hands, feeling guilty. It all had been Malik’s idea. He didn’t know the Egyptian had been talking to his sister about their relationship and was even more surprised when he’d come to talk about “counseling”.

“Look, I realize I’m pretty fucked up, but I know why. I mean, Marik’s the living reminder of all that’s wrong with me, but that’s a kind of therapy. I want you to see someone so we can get better. All you do is cry after sex now and…I don’t want it to be that way. ”

That’s what he’d said and Otogi just cried. Again. Malik said he wanted things to get better, but what if it was because he thought it was because he was weak?

“Excuse me?” the doctor said. “What was that?”

Otogi took a deep breath and looked up, tears already in his green eyes. “It was Wednesday.”

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Otogi wandered the halls, fumbling with the dice in his pocket. Now that he was essentially friends with Yugi and Yami, it felt really awkward. He was their rival, right? In a way?

He shook his head. He wasn’t even a challenge to them. Not after all the things he’d seen while watching the Battle City broadcast.

He went to his locker, thinking that maybe if he turned on the charm, the teacher wouldn’t ask where he’d been for half of second period. He headed for the classroom, thinking about whom he’d see when he walked in the room.

Malik.

Sure, he’d gone totally psycho and tried to kill Yami or send him to the shadow realm or whatever, but after it came to light that it was mostly Marik, he’d been ready to forgive that lavender eyed angel any thing.

He went into the room and bowed, muttering apologies and watching Malik. The boy had the end of his pen in his mouth, his eyes smiling at some unvoiced joke. He smiled too as he sat down, always feeling better in the presence of the boy’s radiance. He felt a paper ball hit the back of his head and frowned.

Turning, he watched Jou and Honda laugh and clap at their juvenile prank. He frowned and rolled his eyes, Jou deciding to pay attention when he saw Honda wink at him.

Ugh, whatever…

He turned back around and looked over at Malik. The boy was doodling in his note book, using sharp fast lines. He leaned and Malik grinned, showing him.

“It’s Bakura!” he whispered, smiling widely. “Isn’t he so hot? We had sex yesterday!”

Otogi felt like someone had put a knife in his chest and twisted it around. His chances were gone before he even got started. He gave a grin.

“That’s –that’s great. A little too much information, but that’s great.”

Malik gave a happy little squeak and went back to working out of his text book. Otogi felt another paper ball hit him in the back of the head and turned around swiftly.

Honda pointed to the paper and mouthed, “Read it!”

The raven haired boy sighed and scooped up the ball and unfolded it, frowning over the horrific hiragana. In short it said something sophomoric like “Meet me after school”

The teacher stared at him. “Do you have something to share?”

“Yes.” He said, standing up. “Honda would like to meet me after school.” He then went over to the trash can and threw the paper away, smirking at the boy’s angry countenance before he sat down.

He’d show that jackass. He didn’t even like him.

He looked over to Malik, still feeling disappointed. The boy was drawing hearts now, bloody hearts with knives, but hearts even still.

He’d never had a chance.


When the school day ended he found Honda waiting for him at his locker.

“Go away. Where’s Muttface and the rest of your friends?”

“I want to talk to you. Now.”

Otogi opened his locker and put away his books. “So talk.”

His locker closed and Honda looked into his eyes. Otogi felt a bit uncomfortable and began to turn red.

“W-what?”

“You’re good looking.”

He turned a darker shade of red.

“Let me take you home on my bike.”

“I have my own.”

Honda looked him up and down and in his eyes again and Otogi felt a tingling uncoil in his stomach and race up and down his spine.

“We should go out sometime…” Honda was very close to him now and Otogi just nodded, his fingers already playing on Honda’s jacket sleeves.

He’d never had a chance with Malik and being this close, Honda wasn’t too bad.

He felt a hand trying his shirt and whispered, “Stop…”

“Don’t ever say that…” came the breathy whisper as Honda pushed both hands inside and began feeling him up in the empty hall.

Otogi moaned and pulled back. “No Honda. Look, I have to go take my shift at my shop. I’ll see you later.”

He looked at the brunette and noticed the dangerous glint in his eye. His heart jumped and he wanted to be with him right there. He knew he was making a big mistake when he said, “Okay Honda?”

“I want to kiss you.” And he did and Otogi didn’t do anything even though he sort of wasn’t ready for the whole tongue in mouth thing. He wasn’t going to deny it felt good, but he didn’t like the way Honda was touching him all over.

“Honda!” he said. “Look, let me go!”

The boy stepped away and smoothed a hand over his head. “I get it, you think you can just tease people then tell them to get when ever you want. Don’t you whore?”

“What the fuck Honda? You were all over me!”

“You’re a fucking slut and everyone knows it! I don’t want to be with you, you’ve probably been with a million other guys!”

Otogi’s mouth dropped open. “WHAT?” He stepped close to Honda, anger flashing in his eyes. “You shut the fuck up! I’m a virgin!”

Honda pushed him away. “Yeah, whatever you easy bitch. Don’t come near me again.”

The brunette walked away and Otogi just stood there, stunned.

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“So, why didn’t you do anything?”

Otogi shrugged. “I don’t know…no one had ever talked that way to me before. I was thrown off guard.”

“And when he was sexually harassing you in the hallway?”

“I didn’t even think of it as that…I mean, Marik groped Bakura or Malik all the time and I didn’t even see that as sexual harassment.”

The woman wrote swiftly again and looked up at him. “And so, what happened after that?”

Otogi looked at his hands again. “I kept thinking about it. And I kept thinking about him and how Malik could never be my boyfriend now that he was into Bakura and I got really upset.”

“Upset how?”

“I felt like I wasn’t good enough or something. Not dangerous enough or cool enough…and then I thought about Honda…”

“And?”

The raven haired boy gave a short smile. “He turned me on. I’m not going to lie. Him feeling me up like that and telling me I was good looking…”

“But he called you names.”

“It wasn’t true. I knew I wasn’t an easy whore, if I was I’d have slept with him right then.” He brushed the bangs out of his face. “I guess…a part of me wanted to get his attention again.”

“Why?”

“Well…I dunno. I’d been…totally ignored almost by Malik so…if was sort of nice for him to notice me.”

The woman wrote more things down. “So you sought him out?”

“Not…really…”

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Otogi knew Honda was watching him. The boy always did. At least it seemed like he did now. It’d been two weeks since the hall way encounter and Otogi had been looking at Honda too.

They were in gym class now and he couldn’t help but smile as he watched Honda fool around with Jou across the field. He, on the other hand, had been sentenced to laps for his fast mouth and so had Yami.

“That ass. I should mind crush him!”

Otogi laughed. “Yami, come on. You know you like running around here anyway. You know you’re just checking everyone out.”

The Pharaoh laughed. “I am…” He nodded over to where Honda and Jou were. “Honda’s into you.”

“I know.”

“You’re teasing him? I can’t believe he’s going for that.”

‘Why?”

Yami shrugged. “He’s not a patient guy. I figured you two be an item by now. When we hang out he talks about you all the time.”

“What does he say?”

“That he wants to fuck you.”

Otogi nearly tripped and fell. “What?”

“He wants you. Bad.”

The raven haired boy looked over his shoulder at Honda. The brunette was staring him down and he winked, making the brunette smile.

“I think I want him too…” he said to himself.


Later, Otogi was pleased to find Honda at his locker. He went up to him and opened his locker.

“Hey.”

He smiled and looked at Honda. “So, can I get a ride.”

“Yeah…”

“Or…a kiss?”

Honda was on him immediately and they kissed and ground against the lockers until Otogi was whimpering.

“Honda –Hondaaa!” he breathed. “God, please, not against the lockers –later, please later?”

Honda kissed him eagerly, but backed off. “Look, let’s go to my place –”

“I wanna go to my place. Let’s go.”

Honda nodded and Otogi grabbed his pack. He was more than willing to jump behind Honda on his bike and give him directions.

Once they got there, Honda wasted no time. They fell on the couch, kissing, Honda pushing them into a sit up position and unzipping his pants.

“Hey, hey…” he panted. “Take care of this…”

Otogi looked at him, his eyes glazed over. “Wha?”

He pulled out his weeping erection and kissed Otogi before pushing his head down and –

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“So, he forced you to perform orally?”

The boy nodded, shame and guilt evident on his face. “I didn’t really want to or know how, but I just did it. He wanted me too and after he seemed to really like it.”

“Did you have sex with him?”

Otogi stared down into his lap, aware of the tick of the clock. “I want to go now.”

“You still have ten minutes.”

He got up and rubbed his hands on his jeans. “I want to go. I’ll be back next week.”

“Next session is this Friday.”

“Fine! Damn it! Friday!” he stormed out of the office and past a waiting Malik who was engrossed in a handheld video game. He looked up and saw Otogi leaving and dashed after him.

“Baby? Are you okay?”

“Yes!” he cried, then turned on the boy, sobbing. “No. Take me home.”

Malik hugged him and guided him back over to the motorcycle. “Please stop crying Baby…”

“Malik I dunno, I just started talking to her and these stupid feelings just popped outta no where! I hate him!”

Malik nodded and dried Otogi’s face with his tank top. “I can understand hate. How about we get some ice cream or something?”

Otogi looked up at Malik. The Egyptian gave him a sunshine smile and he had to smile back. It was infectious. He hugged the waist in front of him, feeling strength under the slim figure he clung to.

“I love you.”

Malik stroked Otogi’s hair, playing at the pony tail. “Me too.”

Someone passed, shouting “Get a room!” and Malik spun.

“FUCK OFF YOU RAT BASTARD!”

Otogi began to laugh and hugged Malik closer. If he could have this, he’d definitely keep going to those stupid sessions.


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*FOR MIRI!
*I still have a one shot to do, no this was not a One-shot. I have decided to do Raphael Pegasus, if I get more reviews on the Challenge fic I’ll do a Raph Yami smut, and…I have to get working on Noa Mokuba and crank out another kitty chapter!
* ;__; poor Ryou! Mean Malik for destroying his toy! Will Ishizu get fired? Yay for Jou! Next chapter we visit the Egyptian Tri-colors!
*Schwarzwald LOVES cheesecake! (>w< I’m at work again! Tee hee!)