Bittersweet Goodbye's

Bittersweet Goodbye’s
By: Lady Jade

Warnings: I don’t own Yugioh. Damn. Anyways, I’m not making any profit off this, and my hat is off to all the talented ppl who worked so hard to make Yugioh successful. If you sue me, all you’ll get are my student loans. Have fun J This is Yaoi boys and Girls. Boy boy interaction. Explicit stuff. NO kiddies of ppl with heart conditions. Swim at your own risk J
Please review. Note: All flames will be used to line the cat box. Don’t waste your breath J Please review. It’s good for me, helps me get some feedback as a writer. Thanks yoneyone, hope you enjoy. This is my first attempt at a Yugioh yaoi, so bear with me ^_^
Love
- Wataris_Girl


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The early evening light rays finally moved over to the window in Yugi’s room that had no curtain, and spilled onto the face of the sleeping Duelists. Yami woke feeling spent, but good, and for some reason that he knew he should be recalling, exceedingly warm and safe. He forced his eyelids open, and found Yugi inches from his face, sleeping contentedly on his shoulder. Yami blinked in thought, and went to scratch an itch on his stomach, only to have his hand come away sticky.
“Oh.” The Pharaoh whispered as he nearly laughed aloud. They had been busy; he noted, as the sheets on the bed badly needed washing, and so did his Aibou. Besides, it was getting on towards evening. He was not sure of the exact time, but they had promised to meet Yugi’s friends at Bakura’s tonight. Yugi made a grumpy sound as Yami moved his numb arm. Yami leaned over and pressed a chaste kiss to Yugi’s forehead.
“Aibou. You should be up.” He murmured.
“Tired. Sleepy. Five more minutes?” Yugi pleaded, without ever waking.
“Sweet Aibou. Remember that we promised your friends we would meet tonight?”
“Mhhh. Yami? Is it morning?” Yugi asked sleepily as his eyelids finally drifted open.
“Why am I..?” Yugi asked as he looked around, took in Yami, the blankets, and peering under the covers, himself; and then wrinkled his nose thoughtfully. “I remember now.” Yugi sighed as he snuggled into the hollow of his dark lovers neck. “I love you Yami. Just in case you forgot.”
The dark spirit laughed.
“I have not forgotten Aibou, I assure you.”
“Mhhh.” Yugi sighed. “We need another shower.”
“Yes we do Aibou. Do not forget we have to meet the others soon.”
Yugi blinked.
“Oh no! What time is it?” The smaller duelist attempted to roll over to check his clock, and had to stifle a hiss of pain. His back and buttocks cramped painfully, and he had to curl into a ball to keep from screaming.
“Slowly Aibou.” Yami whispered as he moved to curl up around his startled light. Yugi was gasping like a fish out of water, and Yami wiped his sweat drenched bangs away from his forehead.
“Why does it hurt this much…is something wrong?” Yugi whimpered, his violet eyes wide with worry and pain.
“No Aibou. All is well; your body just has to adjust. This is not something it is used to doing.”
“Oh.” Yugi whispered.
“Did it hurt you this much after me?” Yugi simpered, looking as if he would cry.
“No Aibou, no, only a little sore, you are going to be VERY sore. This was new for you.”
“Oh. Ok.” Yugi sounded relieved.
“Let me rub your back Aibou, it will help.”
Yugi did not need to be told twice. Yami let strong fingers caress the knots of pain from his smaller lovers back, working down across hips and buttocks, and then back up, until he was able to help Yugi sit up.
“A little better?” Yami asked.
“Much.” Yugi breathed.
“Shower now?”
“Yes. Please.” Yugi stated as he stood, and had to stop the flow of Yami’s seed as it ran down the back of his legs.
“Whoops.” Yami stated as he pulled one of the sheets off of the bed to help his Koi sop up the mess.
Yugi was blushing in embarrassment by the time Yami was done.
He surveyed the bed and the sheet in Yami’s hand ruefully.
“I’ll throw this in the wash Yami, I’ll meet you in the shower?”
“I agree that the wash needs to be done Koi, but you don’t have to go to hide your embarrassment.
“Oh, it’s not like that.” Yugi tried to weasel away.
“Oh? Is that so?” Yami stated, letting his hands fall to his bare hips in a mock attempt to look fierce.
It just looked funny to Yugi, who burst out laughing.
“Ok, you caught me.”
“Aibou, you are so modest, it’s a wonder you let me touch you.”
“Have I complained yet Yami?”
Yami tilted his head in thought.
//no.//
/So?/
//So.// Yami stated calmly. He pounced a startled Yugi; throwing him over his shoulder and carrying him out into the hallway.
“Shower now, laundry later.”
“Yami! Put me down RIGHT now!”

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Joey and Tristan shared an amused look as they watched Yugi sit down very carefully. A little more careful observation over the top of the newspaper he was reading revealed to Tristan that Yami was sitting just a hair closer to his Aibou than he normally would have and that they both looked very content. Tea shared a look with Joey and was trying to hide a smile in her soda can, and Bakura and his Yami shared an inscrutable look as the conversation of meeting lapsed.
“So how’s it going guys?” Bakura asked chipperly.
“Pretty good.” Yugi smiled.
“Movies on in ten minutes, you guys want to go or what?” Tristan asked as he clutched the newspaper gleefully.
“Movie Yami?” Yugi asked as he nudged his darker half.
“Movie…yes! Is it scary?”
“Shame on you Yami!” Tea scolded laughingly.
“Eh?”
“You just want an excuse to have Yugi in your lap!”
That was it. Bakura and his Yami broke out into laughter. Tristan and Joey both had to wipe soda off their shirts, and Yami sat there, suddenly wondering how the hell everyone knew. Yugi was just blushing beet red.
“How did you know?” Yami asked, his face displaying nothing but pure astonishment.
“We’ve been wondering how long it would take you two to figure it out.” Tea laughed in relief.
“I took one look at the way Yugi was sitting Yami, and I knew. I sat like that for a week after Tristan *oomph*…nevermind.” Joey laughed.
Yami sighed in relief as he hugged a blushing Yugi into his lap.
//Well, that answers the question about what they would think Aibou.//
/I’m SO embarrassed./
//Don’t be Aibou. From the looks of it, I think we are in good company.//
“ So, scary movie it is?” Tea asked as she finished her soda.
“Yeah, why not.” Joey said, giving Tristan a saucy wink.

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“It’s been almost a year now.” Tea commented as she held Mai’s hand and watched Yugi washing the shop windows.
“He seems to be doing well for himself, really.” Mai stated. “What is he going to do when he graduates? Do you know yet?”
Tea just smiled happily.
“He and Yami are going to Egypt for a couple of months, a vacation of some sort.” Tea said.
“That’s wonderful, they can have some real time to themselves, and maybe Yami can recover a few more of his memories?”
“I don’t think so Mai. I think they are going to be busier making memories all their own.”


*~Owari~*

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Ok. This fic *which is extremely long* is dedicated to Aya’s rose. She is my best friend, confidante, and fellow rabble-rouser. She inspired me to write this fic, and I thank her, because I fell in love with it; and Yu Gi Oh, despite my best efforts. Charismatic little anime, ne? Anyways. Ill shut up now, and thanks Amy.
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That said, please review. Im thinking about making this a series, with a TristanxJoey and a Bakura/Yami Bakura ond mad maybe, just maybe, a Mai and Tea one. Who knows though. Tell me what you think. If your gonna flame however, remember what I said about the catbox. J
Cheers!
- Watari’s Girl