You Can Do That
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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22
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6,235
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49
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Feel my Soul
You Can Do That
Summary: Everyone just chillin
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: just some comedy
Feel my Soul*
Yugi tried to listen in as his Grandpa talk to Yami. He didn’t know what was being said, but earlier, before he’d come upstairs to eavesdrop, he’d heard some yelling. Somehow, although he’d told his Grandfather everything, he didn’t feel any better right now. About anything.
He left Yami’s door and went back to his room, wiping more tears from his eyes. After the fight, he just had to send Marik away. He didn’t know why. He couldn’t be around any of them right now.
Why did they do that? What made them act like –was it because of me?
He remembered Otogi’s words about Yugi running the show now and they boy slumped against the door.
I’m just as bad as Yami with Honda and Jou…the only difference is that everyone ‘came’ to my ‘side’ because Yami was acting like an ass. How am I different? I just let them do whatever they want and I didn’t even try to stop it.
Violet eyes leaked tear after tear. How could he let this happen? When did everything grow out of control? He knew Marik was angry. He knew the boy would snap when he learned what Pharaoh had done to him. He didn’t have to tell Marik…did he?
You secretly wanted it to happen, didn’t you? a voice whispered in his mind.
Yugi nodded, beginning to sob loudly.
He had it coming to him after all. He rejected you, he took your friends, he read your diary and your mind. Atemu’s never cared about you. They got what they deserved, right?
The boy thought about Honda and Anzu on the ground, the boy’s lip and nose bleeding all over the white floors, the girl unconscious, repeatedly being kicked down by Malik. He saw Jou, genuinely afraid as Seto pulled a gun on him and Yami just so helpless and angry.
He hadn’t wanted this at all. He cried but got up and raced out of his room, pounding on Yami’s door.
When Sugoroku answered, Yugi flung himself at him. “Stop! Don’t punish Atemu! This is all my fault!”
Yami had his shirt off and Yugi then noticed the belt in his Grandpa’s had. He shook his head and pushed into the room, standing in front of Yami. “NO!” He cried. “This is my fault! Don’t hurt him, please Grandpa!”
Sugoroku frowned and didn’t say anything. Yami moved the boy out of the way. “Yugi, stop. I asked for this. I asked for all of it. I need to learn a lesson. If pain is what it takes –”
Yugi clutched Yami’s arms, tears running down his face. “Then, then, I’ll be punished and –and –and Atemu just stop! It’s all my fault!”
Atemu shook his head. “Marik was right. You were all right. I’ve become something…I’ve tried to become something that I no longer am. I need to realize that I am no longer Pharaoh Atemu, Son of Ra, merely…” He looked at Sugoroku then back to Yugi. “I’m just Atemu Moutou and right now…I’m going to be punished for what I’ve done. Everything that I have done.”
Yugi started crying again and clung to his Grandpa, not knowing what else to do. The man rubbed Yugi’s back, but sent him from the room. The door was closed and Yugi soon heard the sound of belt meeting flesh. He ran to the bathroom and threw up.
He couldn’t take it.
****
Malik let Otogi kiss him and wrap his hand. Apparently, he’d hurt his hand doing all that punching after all. They’d gone to the hospital to get it checked, but when Malik decided the bandages were too tight, Otogi obliged him by rewrapping them.
Bakura was nearby, putting ice packs on Seto’s forehead and petting a tired Ryou curled in his lap. The yami decided they’d both seen enough excitement for today and dragged the CEO along when they’d escape in his car.
The brunette groaned. “I need to call Mokuba…I said I’d be home at six. I have to look over those proposals –I have to reply to emails.”
Bakura patted his arm and changed the channel. “Chill out Richie Rich. We got you.”
Ryou sat up suddenly. “Tea.”
Bakura laid him back down. “No Tea.” He’d been stopping Ryou from getting his tea for over an hour. It appeared the hikari was pre-programmed to serve in group scenarios. Of course, that was partially his fault.
He closed his eyes briefly and let his mind wander to the bandaged cuts on his arm and leg. Who knew Half Breed was so good with a blade?
He leaned his head back and thought about Marik. After they’d come home, the boy had gone to his room, slamming the door. Apparently, Yugi had said something to him because he’d never seen the boy so upset.
Probably told him they couldn’t fuck to celebrate.
“Bakura, I really do have to go. Mokuba will kill me.”
The thief didn’t open his eyes. “You get up and I will break your legs. Call him; tell them there’s a situation. He’ll understand.”
“What situation?” Seto took the ice off his forehead and looked at the relaxed yami. Like this, he could just lean over and kiss Bakura and he’d never even –
“Keep it clean in there Kaiba.” Bakura opened his eyes. “You pulled a gun on someone. That’s what. Think Yami and his bitch patrol won’t squeal on you?”
Shadows darkened the CEO’s face. “If that’s the case then I can just make then disappear.”
Bakura’s eyes widened and he looked at Kaiba, his heart pounding. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say he was in love. His pants tightened and he smirked, looking away. “Just, relax. Okay?”
Seto leaned over and spoke into Bakura’s ear. “You could come…”
The thief choked off a thrilled giggle and shook his head. “I don’t need your brother in my way –”
“So you’re afraid of kids now?” the brunette bit his ear, not caring the Ryou was inches away. “That was incredibly hot today. You’re so good with that knife. Thank you for defending me.”
The heard someone approaching the kitchen and they leaned away from each other. Otogi stood in the doorway rubbing the back of his head.
“hey…um…Malik and I are…” He noticed Kaiba and Bakura acting awkward and cocked his head to the side. “Hey, are you two fucking?”
SWAT!
“Ow!”
“Be quiet! Stand here while I go talk to Yami.”
**
Malik bounced upstairs and knocked softly on the door, having already sensed the mood his yami was in. He went in the room and went over to the side of the bed Marik was on.
Tear tracks were on the boy’s face and Malik gripped his hand. “What’d he say to you?”
//That he couldn’t believe I’d let this happen and that I was some sort of psycho for just standing there while everyone went wild on each other. He told me that he thought I had more control over everything than what happened. He said he was disappointed with me. That he couldn’t believe me. //
Malik hugged his yami and Marik squeezed him back, beginning to cry silently.
//I didn’t even through a fuckin’ punch Malik and he acts like I was the one beating up Honda and Jou. I didn’t do a god damned thing! I control myself this once, for his fuckin’ sake and he fuckin’ dumps me! I don’t deserve this. I don’t! I fuckin’ hate him Malik. I fuckin’ hate him Look what he did to me that little -//
Marik broke down into sobs and Malik rubbed his back. “Shhh. Not once have you said that he said those words to you.” He cupped Marik’s face in his hands and looked in his eyes, lavender to lavender. “What did he say to you? That he was disappointed. That he was angry. He’s angry at himself. You don’t control what we do and neither does he.”
Marik buried his face in Malik’s chest, continuing to cry. He knew his hikari would keep quiet about this, that he’d leave it between them. He’d never felt so broken in his life.
Malik rubbed his back and whispered to him in Egyptian, telling him it’d be alright. That they’d all go crash Yugi’s place later and tell him what for. Marik nodded, pulling back to dry his face.
“Are you alright My Soul?”
Marik chuckled softly and shook his head. “I feel like shit. I shoulda knocked the Pharaoh on his ass.”
“I think you did.” Malik hugged him and stroked his spikes. “Stop crying. I’m going with Otogi now.”
“Going to fuck.”
“Yeah and?” Malik laughed, letting Marik run his tongue up his neck and feel inside his shirt.
“I’m feeling needy right now. Don’t leave.”
“you’ve got Yugi for this Marik. Stop.”
Marik kissed his hikari, pinning him gently to the bed and exploring his mouth with his tongue.
//I need this right now. //
//I won’t. Otogi.
//I’m your yami. //
Malik moaned as Marik ran his hand over his erection. Malik turned his face away when Marik leaned in for a kiss.
“I won’t. Stop.”
Marik kissed his forehead. “I need you.”
“I know.” Malik sat up and pulled his shirt down. “But I think right now, you need Yugi more. Go talk to him.”
“Eh.”
“I love you too Yami-chan.” Malik kissed Marik’s forehead and left the room.
**
As soon as Malik was gone, Bakura eased away from Ryou’s sleeping form and straddled Seto’s lap, grinning as the brunette thrust his hands into his white locks and attacked his neck.
“Seto, I thought you needed to go home.”
The CEO shook his head and whispered. “I think you need to come with me right now.”
Bakura giggled softly and let the taller boy devour his mouth. AS they felt each other up and made out, they failed to notice Marik come downstairs or Ryou get up and run away with his hands over his eyes.
Bakura felt a can hit the back of his head and he withdrew from Kaiba’s mouth, hand over the sore spot, mouth open in shock.
Marik grinned and rubbed at his cheek with his fist. “Thanks for hanging around. I’m gonna go alright? Try not to freak Ryou out too badly.”
The thief looked peeved and rubbed the back of his head without saying anything. Seto smacked him on the rump and he smiled.
“I refuse to promise anything.”
“You two are so gross together anyway. I hope you both catch something.”
Marik left in a good mood, ready to talk to Yugi about what was and what wasn’t.
****
*Courtesy of Yui
*Two more chapters. That’s all. Then the end and then short little ficlets so you guys can always visit this universe I’ve created.
*OOO! Wait there will be another fic! It won’t be a sequel but, we’ll hang up all the questions with Ryou and we might even find him a boyfriend! ^w^ minus the crying and sympathy blowjobs!
*review!
Summary: Everyone just chillin
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: just some comedy
Feel my Soul*
Yugi tried to listen in as his Grandpa talk to Yami. He didn’t know what was being said, but earlier, before he’d come upstairs to eavesdrop, he’d heard some yelling. Somehow, although he’d told his Grandfather everything, he didn’t feel any better right now. About anything.
He left Yami’s door and went back to his room, wiping more tears from his eyes. After the fight, he just had to send Marik away. He didn’t know why. He couldn’t be around any of them right now.
Why did they do that? What made them act like –was it because of me?
He remembered Otogi’s words about Yugi running the show now and they boy slumped against the door.
I’m just as bad as Yami with Honda and Jou…the only difference is that everyone ‘came’ to my ‘side’ because Yami was acting like an ass. How am I different? I just let them do whatever they want and I didn’t even try to stop it.
Violet eyes leaked tear after tear. How could he let this happen? When did everything grow out of control? He knew Marik was angry. He knew the boy would snap when he learned what Pharaoh had done to him. He didn’t have to tell Marik…did he?
You secretly wanted it to happen, didn’t you? a voice whispered in his mind.
Yugi nodded, beginning to sob loudly.
He had it coming to him after all. He rejected you, he took your friends, he read your diary and your mind. Atemu’s never cared about you. They got what they deserved, right?
The boy thought about Honda and Anzu on the ground, the boy’s lip and nose bleeding all over the white floors, the girl unconscious, repeatedly being kicked down by Malik. He saw Jou, genuinely afraid as Seto pulled a gun on him and Yami just so helpless and angry.
He hadn’t wanted this at all. He cried but got up and raced out of his room, pounding on Yami’s door.
When Sugoroku answered, Yugi flung himself at him. “Stop! Don’t punish Atemu! This is all my fault!”
Yami had his shirt off and Yugi then noticed the belt in his Grandpa’s had. He shook his head and pushed into the room, standing in front of Yami. “NO!” He cried. “This is my fault! Don’t hurt him, please Grandpa!”
Sugoroku frowned and didn’t say anything. Yami moved the boy out of the way. “Yugi, stop. I asked for this. I asked for all of it. I need to learn a lesson. If pain is what it takes –”
Yugi clutched Yami’s arms, tears running down his face. “Then, then, I’ll be punished and –and –and Atemu just stop! It’s all my fault!”
Atemu shook his head. “Marik was right. You were all right. I’ve become something…I’ve tried to become something that I no longer am. I need to realize that I am no longer Pharaoh Atemu, Son of Ra, merely…” He looked at Sugoroku then back to Yugi. “I’m just Atemu Moutou and right now…I’m going to be punished for what I’ve done. Everything that I have done.”
Yugi started crying again and clung to his Grandpa, not knowing what else to do. The man rubbed Yugi’s back, but sent him from the room. The door was closed and Yugi soon heard the sound of belt meeting flesh. He ran to the bathroom and threw up.
He couldn’t take it.
****
Malik let Otogi kiss him and wrap his hand. Apparently, he’d hurt his hand doing all that punching after all. They’d gone to the hospital to get it checked, but when Malik decided the bandages were too tight, Otogi obliged him by rewrapping them.
Bakura was nearby, putting ice packs on Seto’s forehead and petting a tired Ryou curled in his lap. The yami decided they’d both seen enough excitement for today and dragged the CEO along when they’d escape in his car.
The brunette groaned. “I need to call Mokuba…I said I’d be home at six. I have to look over those proposals –I have to reply to emails.”
Bakura patted his arm and changed the channel. “Chill out Richie Rich. We got you.”
Ryou sat up suddenly. “Tea.”
Bakura laid him back down. “No Tea.” He’d been stopping Ryou from getting his tea for over an hour. It appeared the hikari was pre-programmed to serve in group scenarios. Of course, that was partially his fault.
He closed his eyes briefly and let his mind wander to the bandaged cuts on his arm and leg. Who knew Half Breed was so good with a blade?
He leaned his head back and thought about Marik. After they’d come home, the boy had gone to his room, slamming the door. Apparently, Yugi had said something to him because he’d never seen the boy so upset.
Probably told him they couldn’t fuck to celebrate.
“Bakura, I really do have to go. Mokuba will kill me.”
The thief didn’t open his eyes. “You get up and I will break your legs. Call him; tell them there’s a situation. He’ll understand.”
“What situation?” Seto took the ice off his forehead and looked at the relaxed yami. Like this, he could just lean over and kiss Bakura and he’d never even –
“Keep it clean in there Kaiba.” Bakura opened his eyes. “You pulled a gun on someone. That’s what. Think Yami and his bitch patrol won’t squeal on you?”
Shadows darkened the CEO’s face. “If that’s the case then I can just make then disappear.”
Bakura’s eyes widened and he looked at Kaiba, his heart pounding. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say he was in love. His pants tightened and he smirked, looking away. “Just, relax. Okay?”
Seto leaned over and spoke into Bakura’s ear. “You could come…”
The thief choked off a thrilled giggle and shook his head. “I don’t need your brother in my way –”
“So you’re afraid of kids now?” the brunette bit his ear, not caring the Ryou was inches away. “That was incredibly hot today. You’re so good with that knife. Thank you for defending me.”
The heard someone approaching the kitchen and they leaned away from each other. Otogi stood in the doorway rubbing the back of his head.
“hey…um…Malik and I are…” He noticed Kaiba and Bakura acting awkward and cocked his head to the side. “Hey, are you two fucking?”
SWAT!
“Ow!”
“Be quiet! Stand here while I go talk to Yami.”
**
Malik bounced upstairs and knocked softly on the door, having already sensed the mood his yami was in. He went in the room and went over to the side of the bed Marik was on.
Tear tracks were on the boy’s face and Malik gripped his hand. “What’d he say to you?”
//That he couldn’t believe I’d let this happen and that I was some sort of psycho for just standing there while everyone went wild on each other. He told me that he thought I had more control over everything than what happened. He said he was disappointed with me. That he couldn’t believe me. //
Malik hugged his yami and Marik squeezed him back, beginning to cry silently.
//I didn’t even through a fuckin’ punch Malik and he acts like I was the one beating up Honda and Jou. I didn’t do a god damned thing! I control myself this once, for his fuckin’ sake and he fuckin’ dumps me! I don’t deserve this. I don’t! I fuckin’ hate him Malik. I fuckin’ hate him Look what he did to me that little -//
Marik broke down into sobs and Malik rubbed his back. “Shhh. Not once have you said that he said those words to you.” He cupped Marik’s face in his hands and looked in his eyes, lavender to lavender. “What did he say to you? That he was disappointed. That he was angry. He’s angry at himself. You don’t control what we do and neither does he.”
Marik buried his face in Malik’s chest, continuing to cry. He knew his hikari would keep quiet about this, that he’d leave it between them. He’d never felt so broken in his life.
Malik rubbed his back and whispered to him in Egyptian, telling him it’d be alright. That they’d all go crash Yugi’s place later and tell him what for. Marik nodded, pulling back to dry his face.
“Are you alright My Soul?”
Marik chuckled softly and shook his head. “I feel like shit. I shoulda knocked the Pharaoh on his ass.”
“I think you did.” Malik hugged him and stroked his spikes. “Stop crying. I’m going with Otogi now.”
“Going to fuck.”
“Yeah and?” Malik laughed, letting Marik run his tongue up his neck and feel inside his shirt.
“I’m feeling needy right now. Don’t leave.”
“you’ve got Yugi for this Marik. Stop.”
Marik kissed his hikari, pinning him gently to the bed and exploring his mouth with his tongue.
//I need this right now. //
//I won’t. Otogi.
//I’m your yami. //
Malik moaned as Marik ran his hand over his erection. Malik turned his face away when Marik leaned in for a kiss.
“I won’t. Stop.”
Marik kissed his forehead. “I need you.”
“I know.” Malik sat up and pulled his shirt down. “But I think right now, you need Yugi more. Go talk to him.”
“Eh.”
“I love you too Yami-chan.” Malik kissed Marik’s forehead and left the room.
**
As soon as Malik was gone, Bakura eased away from Ryou’s sleeping form and straddled Seto’s lap, grinning as the brunette thrust his hands into his white locks and attacked his neck.
“Seto, I thought you needed to go home.”
The CEO shook his head and whispered. “I think you need to come with me right now.”
Bakura giggled softly and let the taller boy devour his mouth. AS they felt each other up and made out, they failed to notice Marik come downstairs or Ryou get up and run away with his hands over his eyes.
Bakura felt a can hit the back of his head and he withdrew from Kaiba’s mouth, hand over the sore spot, mouth open in shock.
Marik grinned and rubbed at his cheek with his fist. “Thanks for hanging around. I’m gonna go alright? Try not to freak Ryou out too badly.”
The thief looked peeved and rubbed the back of his head without saying anything. Seto smacked him on the rump and he smiled.
“I refuse to promise anything.”
“You two are so gross together anyway. I hope you both catch something.”
Marik left in a good mood, ready to talk to Yugi about what was and what wasn’t.
****
*Courtesy of Yui
*Two more chapters. That’s all. Then the end and then short little ficlets so you guys can always visit this universe I’ve created.
*OOO! Wait there will be another fic! It won’t be a sequel but, we’ll hang up all the questions with Ryou and we might even find him a boyfriend! ^w^ minus the crying and sympathy blowjobs!
*review!