Lemonaid or The YGO Cast in Protest of the Author

Yugi: Geez, Tenshi! I thought this was gonna be a one-shot! *flips through pages* What are you
writing, a novel?
YT: Well, if you guys would stop bitching every few lines, I could finish this and get to work on
Horus Ascending'...(shameless plug #1)
Yami: Keep bitching, everyone! For Ra's sake keep her distracted as long as possible! PLEASE!
YT: Relax, Pharaoh, that one's far from being ready...Yo! Joey! Make yourself useful!
Joey: She doesn't own us. If she did, Yami would have a hell of a lot more to worry about than
her epic-in-the-works.


WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS SHOUNEN-AI AND YAOI. DON'T KNOW WHAT
THOSE ARE? THEN YOU SHOULDN'T BE HERE... BEGONE!


Lemon-aid or The YGO Cast in Protest of the Author
by Yami_Tenshi

Chapter 2
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"Yami! Let's go! We're gonna be late!"
Yugi looked impatiently at his watch. The Pharaoh had been locked in the bathroom for over an
hour, trying to make himself irresistible for a certain CEO. /Just five more minutes, aibou, I'm
almost done./
//You're gorgeous, already! Let's go! //
/You're in a mood, my light./
//And whose fault is that?//
/Tenshi's. She's the one keeping me in here./

Yugi: *snicker*
YT: Hey, it takes time to do up all those buckles!
Seto: And even longer to undo them...
YT: Later, love. *wink* That's another story altogether. Right now, I'm torturing Yugi.
Seto: *wince* Ooh... I'm feeling for ya, little guy.
Yugi: Thanks. Now tell Yami he's beautiful so he'll get out of there.
Seto: *through bathroom door* Love you, gorgeous...
Yami: *muffled* Love you too, Seth.
YT: Ok, you two. Save it for "Game Start". (shameless plug #2) Yami, get out of the bathroom,
you're never gonna get that hair to lie flat...
Yami & Yugi: Hey!!!
YT:...Seto, go home! You're supposed to be hosting a party.
Seto: *pout* Can't I stay and watch you torture Yugi?
YT: *sigh* The torture continues at your house, twit.
Seto: Oh. Ok. Later then, sexy.
Yami: *smirk* Later, indeed.
YT: Enough, you two. Yugi?
Yugi: *sigh*

Yugi watched, amused by the miniature soap opera taking place across the crowded
room. Yami, arrayed in what Yugi assumed was every scrap of leather and every silver buckle he
owned, was draped across Seto's lap on the loveseat. Otogi occupied what little space remained,
seemingly oblivious to the death glares Yami shot his way every time he edged closer to the
blue-eyed duelist.

"It's nice to see someone else giving the Pharaoh a hard time. I don't feel so alone
anymore." Yugi chuckled into his drink and turned to see who had spoken. His heart made the
high jump into his throat as he came face to face with the one person he wished most desperately
to avoid. Mischievous chocolate eyes caught his reaction and their owner smiled inwardly. So,
perhaps the rumors he had heard were true. Perhaps the Pharaoh's light did have a little crush on
him. Bakura licked his lips in anticipation. Oh, Ryou was right... This was going to be an
interesting evening...

Yugi could only stare as the object of his desire indicated a vacant window seat, just big
enough for two. They sat side by side, and Yugi was immediately aware of a comforting warmth
that emanated from his companion. He was also painfully aware of the other's leather clad thigh
pressed against his in the narrow alcove. Yugi's nervousness went apparently unnoticed by
Bakura, who seemed deeply interested in the antics of his light and a certain honey-eyed puppy
on the dance floor. Yugi tried to distract himself from that beautiful profile and cast his own gaze
over the crowd. Joey was teaching Ryou an American dance that seemed to involve a lot of
grinding and wild gestures. Tristan had finally managed to drag Otogi away from a fuming
Pharaoh's boyfriend, while said Pharaoh and boyfriend were really getting down, drawing a few
stares and even a few blushes.

Yami & Seto: *innocently inspecting the disco ball*
Yami: I'm actually enjoying this part...
YT: I aim to please. *grin*

Smothering a grin, Yugi tried to turn his attention back to his drink, but that proved impossible as
his glass was now empty. He stiffened in surprise as the spirit of the Ring yawned conspicuously,
casually draping an arm around his shoulders.

Bakura: Oh, yeah... as if I would ever use such a lame ploy.
Yugi: I thought it was kinda sweet.
All: O_o
Yugi: What?
YT: *wicked grin*
Yami: *glare* Well now you've done it, aibou!
Yugi: ...meep...

"Do you like sex on the beach, Yugi?"
Yugi nearly swallowed the slice of lime he'd fished out of his glass. He sputtered as Bakura
lightly pounded his back. "P-p-pardon me?"
"It's a drink, Yugi," Bakura grinned at him. "Where was your mind wallowing?"
Yugi felt his ears burning. The white spirit obviously knew too well where his mind was
wallowing. Deep in the dark depths of a very dirty gutter, to be precise. What surprised Yugi
was that Bakura didn't seem to mind.

Bakura: But, I do mind.
YT: No, you don't.
Bakura: Yes, I do.
YT: You don't.
Bakura: I do.
YT: You don't.
Bakura: I do.
YT: You do.
Bakura: I don't.
YT: You do.
Bakura: I don't.
YT: You do.
Bakura: I don't! Listen, Tenshi! You're asking for a one-way trip to a place you wouldn't like!
Hikari_Tenshi: *snicker* The funny thing is... he has no idea what just happened here.
Ryou: Oh, dear...
Bakura: *blink...blink*
YT: You really aren't the brightest jewel in the tomb, are you?

Bakura laughed as he stood and held his hand out to the smaller duelist. "C'mon, little one. Let's
get you another drink."
Yugi accepted the proffered hand, allowing himself to be led across the floor to the bar. Bakura
snaked an arm around Yugi's waist and ordered them both pina coladas. Yugi seized the
opportunity to snuggle closer to the former thief, who in turn tightened his grip, slipping a hand
into Yugi's back pocket. Across the room, a pair of garnet eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Yami: Damn right. Tell me I get to kick him to Cairo and back before I send him into oblivion.
YT: Sorry, love.
Yami: Killjoy. Yugi, back me up here... Yugi? What are you doing?!
Yugi: *sweatdrop* Bakura had something in his eye...
YT: Yeah, it's called a "feral gleam"...
Yami: *Sennen eye glowing*
Yugi: ...meep...

Yugi allowed Bakura to lead him outside to the deserted gardens. They settled on a stone bench
near the koi pond, the sound of a cheerful little waterfall playing counterpoint to the blaring
music coming from the mansion. Yugi took a nervous sip of his pina colada.

Yugi: I don't even like pina coladas.
YT: Neither do I, I just like the song.
All: *impromptu production number* "If you like pina coladas.... gettin' caught in the rain..."
YT: @_@ That's it... NO MORE LEMONS BEFORE BEDTIME!

//I should slow down...// Yugi thought. He was already feeling a bit giddy. Whether it was
the alcohol or Bakura's cologne, he couldn't be sure.

Yami: "Eau de Nile"?!? *falls over laughing*
Bakura: *grabs bottle* Grrrr...

"S-so... what did you want to talk to me about?" Yugi hoped he sounded casual, but his
mind was running in tighter and tighter little circles, screaming out things he didn't dare say
aloud. The former tomb robber plucked Yugi's glass from trembling hands and
set it aside, leaning in so that his face was an inch from Yugi's, his diamond-bright hair creating
a soft curtain around them.
"This," he said, gently touching his lips to the shivering hikari's.

All: Ewwww...! x_x
Yami: Do I kill him now, or wait til the fic's over?...NOW. *lunges at Bakura*
Yugi: *holds Yami back* Tenshi! Yami needs to let off some steam!
YT: Gimme a minute...

Yugi couldn't believe it. Bakura was actually kissing him! Then a darker thought came over him
and he forgot to respond. Bakura pulled away, chocolate eyes brimming with confusion and hurt.
"What's wrong, Yugi? Is... is it me?"
Yugi mentally slapped himself. "No, Bakura... no, it's not you, believe me. I do want this. But..."
"But?"
"One word."
"Yami."
"Yup." Yugi heaved a gusty sigh. "He'd go ballistic. He'd send you to the Shadow Realm... or
worse!"

Yami: Yeah. I'll send you on a permanent vacation to Tenshi's house.
All: *snicker*

Bakura chuckled. "There is no worse place, little one. And why don't you let me deal with the
Pharaoh, hmm?"
"You'd be willing to stand up to Yami... for us?" Yugi was mildly impressed.
"If you gave me a damn good reason..." The fiend smirked. Yugi's face lit up and he pulled the
pale spirit into an enthusiastic kiss.

All: Ewww...! x_x

Suddenly, shock, disbelief, and a white-hot rage flooded the mind-link, causing Yugi to gasp and
release Bakura as he reeled from the backlash.

Yugi: x_x Ouch!
Yami: The author made me do it, aibou.
Yugi: Suuure... You've been dying to get a shot in since this fic started, Yami.
Yami: But... but...
YT: You want a butt, go find Seto. I'm busy here.

"Tomb Robber! Get your filthy hands off of my light!" Yami roared as he stormed into
their little alcove, Seto trailing in his wake. Bakura stood and placed himself in front of Yugi,
bringing him nose to nose with one irate ancient Pharaoh.
"Make me," he hissed.

Joey: 1000 yen on the Pharaoh.
Tristan: You're on.

Yami faltered, obviously taken aback by Bakura's open defiance. "What did you say?" he spat.
Yugi sensed his other building up his power for a mind-blast. Bakura braced himself for the blow
as the eye on Yami's forehead began to glow an angry gold.
"Yami! Nooo!"
But Yami wasn't listening. He was seeing red. His world had narrowed to the power building
within him and the target in his sights. Suddenly, something came between him and that target.
Yami struggled frantically to pull his attack when his view of the obstacle sharpened and defined.
/YUGI?!/

Yami: You are NOT going to make me hurt my light, Tenshi!
YT: WILL YOU SHUT UP ALREADY???

Seto reached out and pulled his visibly shaken lover into his arms. "Y-Yugi," the dark spirit
stammered, "What are you doing?"
Yugi shifted uncomfortably, but he stood his ground, shielding the former thief from his other.
"I...I won't let you hurt him, Yami."
"But... he was KISSING you!"
"No, Yami! I was kissing him!"
Yami felt his lover's arms tightening their grip and he leaned into Seto's embrace. He fixed his
light with a contemplative look, his gaze drifting to Bakura and back. He took in Bakura's arm
draped protectively around Yugi's waist and watched as Yugi flinched under his intense stare,
but did not pull away from the Tomb Robber. Yami smirked inwardly at Bakura's defiant glare.
Finally, he nodded, and to everyone's surprise, his features lit up with a genuine smile. "It's
about bloody time, aibou."

Tristan: Hah! Pay up!
Joey: O_o
Seto: Yami, what the hell do you think you're doing? Tenshi was just gonna let you blast the shit
out of Bakura! What's wrong with you???
Yami: Oh, come on. That's what everyone expects me to do.
Yugi: Let's see, what's the word I'm looking for here... DUH!
Yami: I'm tired of being typecast. I think it'll be good for Bakura to be paired with someone
other than Ryou. And, it won't hurt me to be nice to Bakura for a change...
Bakura: Wha...?
YT: *snicker*
Yugi: Ok Tenshi, who is he and what have you done with my Pharaoh?
YT: *pauses while polishing the Millennium Rod* I don't know what you're talking about...

Seto smiled at Yugi's expression, resting his chin on Yami's shoulder. "We've seen this
coming for ages," he grinned. "You didn't think he was actually going to make it easy for you,
did you?" Yami took a very relieved hikari into his arms and hugged him. Hard. Yugi squeaked.

Yugi: I "squeaked"? You haven't heard me "squeak", woman!
YT: Oh, I don't know. That sounded just like one to me...
Bakura: Pharaoh, you can let go now.
Yami: Tenshi?
YT: He can't squeak if he can't breathe, hon.
Yugi: *gesturing frantically*
Bakura: Tenshi!
YT: *waves the Rod* Fine. Let him go, Yami.
Yami: *releases hikari-turned-smurf* Huh? That's strange, I must have dozed off... have I
missed anything?
All: *counting ceiling tiles*
Yugi: *hands Yami the last few pages*
Yami: WHAT??? Ten-SHI!!! *pharaonic death glare*
Seto: Is that even a real word?
YT: Shut it, rich boy. *brandishes Rod*
Seto: Yes, ma'am.
YT: I'll make it up to you, Yami. I'll let you threaten Bakura one more time, if I get to do what I
want with your hikari in the lemon.
Yugi: *gulp*
Yami: *stoic silence*
Bakura: Someone's been taking lessons from Seto... Don't tell me you're turning down a
challenge, O King of Games.
Yami:*snort* You wish. Tenshi, you're on.
YT: *gleefully rubbing hands* Ooh! This is gonna be fun!
Yugi: This is not gonna be good.

Yami released his bemused hikari and seized Bakura by the elbow, pulling him well out
of earshot. "I have only one thing to say about this: Take. Very. Good. Care. Of. Him. If you
don't, I swear to you that my late-unlamented father's demise will seem like a stroll by the Nile
compared to the pain I shall inflict on your sorry little tomb-robbing carcass."
The former Pharaoh smiled sweetly as he smoothed the wrinkles in Bakura's collar. He then
released his stunned rival and sauntered off to find his lover who had gone back inside. Bakura
shuddered. He knew only too well what Yami meant, having witnessed it himself. He was
surprised Yami even brought it up. Not many people knew the true story of Yami's rise to power
in Egypt.

Yugi: *sing-song* Somebody's getting side-tracked...!
Bakura: Save the sob story for Horus Ascending, Tenshi.
Yami: *wince* Please stop bringing that up!
YT: Ack! Ok! That's it! I'm stopping it here!
Yugi: But... my lemon!
All: *stare*
Yugi: ...meep YT: YT: Blame it on your little friends. I could've had this chapter done 5 pages ago if they'd have
left me alone!
All: *collective raspberry*
YT: Ryou?
Ryou: I'm on it...

Ryou dispersed the small crowd that had gathered on the veranda following the
commotion. "Move along, now, please. There's nothing to see..."
He paused to give Yugi and Bakura a cheery thumbs-up before Joey swept him off to the dance
floor. Bakura coughed surreptitiously and held out his hand. Yugi shyly took it and they headed
back inside. As they passed the dance floor, they saw Joey doing a strange new version of the
cakewalk, a laughing Ryou in tow. Otogi seemed to have finally given up on Seto and was now
settled comfortably in Tristan's lap by the fireplace. Yugi scanned the room for his dark half as
he and Bakura made their way up the rather grand staircase, but the Pharaoh and his lover were
nowhere to be seen. That is, until they reached the landing and a passionate moan drew their
attention to two figures moving in the shadows along the corridor. Seto had Yami pressed against
their bedroom door, apparently trying to undo the multitude of buckles with his teeth. He had just
succeeded in removing the small belt around Yami's throat and it hung limply from his lips, the
silver clasp winking in the dim light of the hall. He looked up as they approached, grinning
wickedly as he turned the doorknob and shoved a panting Pharaoh into the room beyond. Yugi
watched, embarrassed as Seto spat out the leather strap and wished them a sly goodnight before
pulling the door shut behind him. Bakura snickered as the distinct sound of a lock reached his
ears. He looked over at Yugi, who was still staring at the closed door, cheeks aflame at the noises
issuing from within. He jumped a little when Bakura pressed a gentle kiss to his temple.
"Nervous?" he whispered softly.
Yugi looked deep into eyes of melted chocolate and nodded hesitantly. Bakura flashed him a
wicked grin. "You should be."

Yugi: O_o Oh, crap!
Bakura: Damn, Tenshi! You bitch!
YT: That's Queen Bitch to you, freak. Yugi, lemon next chapter!
Hikari_Tenshi: Don't forget to wax, you two...*evil grin*
Yugi: Yami, save me! I don't wanna do this anymore! Yami!?... Yami?
Yami: *fingers in ears, chanting in Egyptian*
YT: *puts feet up on desk* I'm beat. Ryou, get me a pina colada, will ya?