Runs in the Family

Chazz was beyond pissed at being told what to do. He did not accept orders lightly, being who he was. He was ‘The Chazz’ and he should be the one giving orders, not following them. But one look from the little bluenet with his lips pouted, huge eyes pleading with him, even The Chazz could not continue to deny him. Sometimes Chazz just hated those pleading puppy dog eyes, and this was one of those times. And with that decided Chazz knew he had to make the best of his limited time before the prince from hell graced them with his presence. Sometimes Chazz hated his life.

There was an innocent look on Syrus’ face as he glanced up, beaming with pride at being able to help with this plan. “Thanks Chazz,” he said, his voice soft, but all he got from the once-obelisk was a growl. Obviously he did not agree with Syrus’ form of glee. Obsidian eyes narrowed as he turned back towards Syrus. Time was limited and all that mattered right now was using it before his own sexual frustration drove him up the wall once Atticus arrived. That thought did not take long to ponder on as a growl escaped Chazz, one hand groping Syrus’ small ass.

And all Chazz got for his effort was a smack to his hand. He shook it before giving the smaller one a glower, crossing his arms and pouting for a long moment. Chazz was the type to always get what he wanted one way or another and this would be no different. Syrus would be his this instant. Moving closer he ground his hips against Syrus’ body, rewarded with a gasp.

“But… but Chazz! My brother could be here at any time!” The boy cried, staring up at Chazz for a long moment. The idea of being caught by his dear brother was unconceivable. Unfortunately that wasn’t enough to stop Chazz, or even stall him as larger hands shoved him to the bed, lips covering Syrus’.

Chazz received a moan in response as he placed his hands on either side of the boy, grinding against him. Smaller hands clung to his jacket, pulling him into a harder and deeper kiss. Muffled cries of pleasure escaped, only to be swallowed by Chazz’s kisses crushing his lips.

He needed Syrus now, and Chazz was anything but patient. “Clothes off now, slacker,” he ordered, his voice harsh as his chest heaved from desire. With a growl of annoyance his eyes narrowed as Syrus slowly removed his clothes, panting lightly as his naked body shivered in delight. Syrus could feel Chazz’s hand lightly trailing over his body and pinching his nipples and at that moment it felt so good. All he wanted was more of it.

With a soft cry his hands tightened, bucking up into Chazz’s touch. “Chazz… please…” he whimpered lightly, gazing up at him. At this point Syrus didn’t care about being caught. He needed Chazz right now. He couldn’t wait any longer for his lover to take him. They had been apart far too long and even Syrus was feeling it now with legs spread wide apart, begging Chazz to hurry it up.

But pleading wasn’t getting him anywhere fast as Chazz’s mouth moved across his body, trailing down his pale skin. One hand moved slightly to his crotch, rubbing his thighs lightly. Another cry escaped Syrus as he bucked his hips, tossing his head to the side.

“Take me Chazz!” Syrus cried out, hands moving up to clench Chazz’s hair. He tossed his head back, gasping slightly. Clenching his jaw eyes rolled back in pleasure as Chazz pulled his clothes off, grabbing the lube from his pocket. With a quick movement he covered his fingers with the gel. The muscles tightened slightly as an intruding digit entered, shivering from the cold. The cries were soft as each moment his body adjusted more to the feeling. He wasn’t given too long to adjust however, a second finger sliding in and then a third. They twisted and stretched within Syrus’ body, causing him to arch slightly. It was almost too much for the small man as he cried out Chazz’s name. Such an absence of this for so long only to receive it tenfold was driving him insane. With another small cry he felt Chazz’s fingers leave only to be replaced by something much larger. More… Syrus needed more of this. More of Chazz. With a groan his body gave a jerked, feeling Chazz’s hand on his cock.

“Heya! You in here Lieutenant!” Chazz’s back went straight as a board as ebony eyes narrowed. “Get the fuck out of here, dino-dork,” he growled, disgusted at being interrupted. There was a choking sound coming from Hassleberry, having been left completely speechless and feeling sick to his stomach. Hands came up to cover his mouth as the former Ra covered his mouth and ran.

“That went well,” Syrus’ small voice squeaked from beneath Chazz.

“I hate your damn friends.”

Dashing, handsome, charming, these words could all be used to describe the one that stepped off the helicopter that landed on the island. Some may think that it was some sort of celebrity, given the crowd. He took a step out, moving his sunglasses as he gave a smile, the wind pulling at his dark hair, causing several girls to scream and faint. Moving forward he took one of the many girls’ hands and kissed it.

“Hey doll, you mind leading me to ol’ Crowler’s office?” He smiled, displaying a row of perfectly straight, sparkling white teeth. Anyone that knew him before would know that he had been beautiful now, and all that knew what he did for a living knew he had enough money for cosmetic surgery to fix any faults he may have had.

Of course, by looks alone no one would have imagined this star-studded man was a professional duelist. The girl gasped and nodded her head, blushing at the attention she was getting from this man. If anything had changed about Atticus it was his knack for flirtation, now able to make girls outright faint rather than just swoon before him. But all in all he was the same Atticus Rhodes, the Blizzard Prince of Obelisk and master of Love.

“Mr. Rhodes, I see you’re on time, as ever,” a dry voice commented as Crowler gazed down at him. “You’re the last one to arrive.”

“Fact of business Doctor,” he threw the professor a charming smile but Crowler was one teacher he had never been able to charm his way past. Oh yes, he had tried in years past, particularly when he was found without his homework or sleeping through boring lectures. Both of which he did in every class, except for Duel Alchemy, sleeping that was, because things had the tendency of blowing up. And by some incident, not of his own fault mind you, he was always sitting in the front row in that class.

“Of course,” Crowler gave him a bored look. “Obelisk dorms, room 280.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Atticus gave him a salute as Crowler groaned. He knew from the second it was presented the reunion of sorts was a bad idea. As if the return of Atticus Rhodes wasn’t bad enough to give any reasonable adult nightmares. And as the boy jogged down the path, leaving several ogling girls in his wake Crowler gave a groan. This would be a very long week. Perhaps if he were lucky he would have to be admitted to the psych ward before the week was up because there was only so much one could take.

Fishing had always helped him relax, and anyone could tell that Jaden needed relaxation more than anything right now. Unfortunately there was not a fishing pole in sight and as he walked along the riverbank his thoughts decided now wasn’t the time to leave him alone. So many things had changed in Duel Academy, starting with the abandonment of the red dorm.

No one had been assigned to it since he had left, and there were more roaches than normal. Despite that as he stood staring out at the water a very fat cat sat his ass down and looked up at him. This brought a momentary smile to Jaden’s face. He could only hope now that Banner no longer had to make sure he didn’t do anything stupid he had gone on to the next world. There was no sign that the spirit of the old man remained and that made the once Slifer happy, more than anything. But at the moment loneliness was pulling at his senses. He was more alone than ever, despite being the King of Games, and Jaden felt as if he had to do something to change that.

“Jay!” The yell had startled him as he jumped, muscles bunching as he slid on the muddy bank, falling into the water with a loud splash. He sputtered, hands clawing as he worked to move his legs to get his feet under him. With a loud gasp his head broke the surface, his dark clothing sticking to his body as drops fell from the tips of his hair.

“Lex…” Jaden gave a groan as he held a hand out for assistance to the girl that had caused him to jump out of his skin. He felt a slight tingle as her hand came in contact with his, feeling his face burning and hoping that it would not be visible. There was a small noise next to his head as Winged Kuriboh floated above him, giving that amused look that he liked to give when his partner was found in rare moments like these.

“Well Mr. King of Games, you’re awfully quiet these days,” Alexis pointed out, trying to get anything from Jaden as she gave a heave, pulling the former Slifer up the bank. Jaden’s feet dug into the mud, however her words froze him for a moment, mouth open. He had no idea what to say, but the frozen state and his weight was enough to allow gravity to pull him back down, and Alexis with him.

A loud splash later and Jaden was as wet as ever, his ears enjoying the sounds of Alexis’ exasperated yells. It was times like this that Jaden missed in his professional life. “Sorry Lex,” he said, flashing her one of his rare grins. It was not often he smiled but with Alexis he felt an urge to.

“You did that on purpose!” The yell was accompanied by a splash to his face, leaving Jaden sputtering as he swam towards her, trying to grab the former Obelisk and dunk her. A laugh escaped him as the game of tag continued in the water, Jaden having not had so much fun in a long time.

His arms grabbed her, holding her tightly as Alexis became quite aware of the feeling of being pressed against Jaden’s chest. They had both grown up so much since the last time. She remembered saying good-bye to Jaden, and felt the tears come unbidden once more.

“Jaden?”

“Huh Lex?” His grip loosened slightly as the stood there for a moment, both up to their chests in water. While having grown up after the journey to the Dark World there were times when Jaden Yuki was as oblivious as ever.

“Do you remember that night by the dorms, after the tag team duel?”

Her back was pressed against him as Jaden took a deep breath. Yes, he had remembered it. In fact, he had thought about it earlier. He had said he had wanted to say something too but it had seemed as if there had been more than what he had given.

Jaden felt his heart picking up its pace, pounding hard against his chest, his breath short. He needed an answer, or risk losing his mind. Of course he would get it back eventually, but it would be so much easier just to hear it from Alexis’ own mouth. Three little words would make him the happiest man on earth.

“I never said what I meant to,” she whispered, her head leaning back against his chest. “I think I can say what I meant to back then. Jaden… I love you.”

His heart pounded in his chest as his arms tightened protectively around Alexis. She turned around in his hold, arms wrapping around Jaden’s neck as their lips met for the first time. She felt the King of Games relax and press into the kiss, one hand moving up Alexis’ back. Jaden tasted exactly as Alexis had always imagined he would, a mixture of sweet and spiciness that drove through her senses.

Alexis’ hands gripped at the ends of his dripping hair, holding it tightly as she pressed against his form. This was an event that had been many years in the making, her own feelings growing as she stayed beside him each day in the walls of Duel Academy. Her patience seemed to pay off as Jaden finally broke for breath, lips parted slightly. He was breathing hard and his face was slightly flushed. All in all this combination caused Alexis to see him as the most beautiful man in existence.

“We… we should get out before we freeze,” Jaden finally said, glancing at her for a moment as he moved towards the shore, offering her a hand to aid her in getting out of the water.

He was cheerful, perhaps a tad too cheerful as he stepped into the room, dumping his bag on the bed. After several years Atticus was back at Duel Academy and seeing the back turned towards him he smiled, tiptoeing closer to the figure. He pounced, arms flinging around the back of the other as the body jerked slightly, a clenched hand moving to strike at his attacker.

Reaching over he stopped the hand, seeing the head lift up, cobalt eyes falling on him as the attacked leaned back into his wheelchair.

“Atticus,” Zane spoke for the first time. “I knew you’d come.”

“It’s not like I could leave you along with the kids,” reaching up Atticus pulled lightly on Zane’s hair before coming around in front of his friend. “Let’s go for a walk Zane-ie,” he said, a smile crossing his face.

It was times like this that Zane wondered why in the past Atticus had been his constant companion for so long. He watched as Atticus placed his hands on either side of the wheelchair and then wrapped his arms around Zane, lifting him up from the wheelchair.

“Atticus?” Zane glanced over at him, feeling the arms lift him up.

“I said a walk. When’s the last time you actually walked?” Slowly he pushed himself up, gazing down at the other man. He was a little shaky on his feet, having been so long off them. “I just wanted to see you on your feet again,” Atticus said with a smile as he let Zane sit down again, moving to the back of the wheelchair and taking the brakes off.

Pushing it out he started talking. “America is great, there’s so many girls fawning over me. And being a pro…” he shook his head, laughing as he stepped outside. “But it’s lonely. I missed being around people, around friends. I have as many fans as I could possibly want,” the sand moved under his steps as he pushed towards the deck. Often times they had stood there, staring out across the water.

It was nice, being in Atticus’ presence again. Zane sighed, glancing up at him. Their relationship had been through so many changes, from the day they had met to this time now. Zane could still remember fondly his many antics. A brief smile touched his lips as he listened to Atticus’ voice.