Beauty

First Things First: Just in case you didn't notice, this is the second chapter of the two part update. So if you didn't read chapter 24 yet, you have to read that first. Some good moments last chapter…but alas…as the names of the double chapter update suggest, they’re a pair…and if that was calm, this is the storm. Oh, I really have created a situation, haven’t I? I’ve thrown you guys quite the curve ball this chapter. I definitely attest to one scene that will make your jaw drop. I just hope you enjoy anyway. All right, enough of my ranting. Time for the fun…hehehehe.

Disclaimer: I don’t own nothing…


Song notes: All Eyes On Me by Monica, Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls, 100 Years by Five For Fighting, Rock Your Body by Justin Timberlake and Ascension (Don’t Ever Wonder) by Maxwe

Chapter 25: Storm

And I’d give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me some how
You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be
And I don’t want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all i can breathe is your life
And sooner or later it’s over
I just don’t want to miss you tonight

And I don’t want the world to see me
Cause I don’t think that they’d understand
When everything’s made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

~Iris
Goo Goo Dolls




Yugi finished wrapping the boxes and topped them with the bow. “You think Joey is going to like what we got him?”

“Well, it’s returnable if he doesn’t, Babyface. Unlike Tristan’s present from last night.”

“I thought Tristan got Joey a brown leather jacket?”

“And he gave him his virginity too.”

“He did? Really?” Bakura nodded. “That’s sweet.”

“Some how I think he’s trying to score some points before he admits to Joey that he slept with Duke.”

“Hum. That might have a part in it too. I’m sure things will be fine with them. Don’t you?”

“Sure.” Yugi watched as Bakura signed the card and handed the pen back to him. “Here, Babyface. What time do we have to head back to the apartment to meet them?”

“Well, we want to leave by 7. But I want to do Joey’s hair. So I guess we should head over there by 5.”

“Well, it’s only just now 3. So we have some timekillkill.” Yugi nodded. “Want to watch TV?”

“Kura, we need to talk.”

“About what?”

“About what’s been going on with us. Ever since Tristan told you about you know what you’ve been keeping your distance. It’s like you’re afraid I’ll break or something.”

“We had this conversation, Babyface. I don’t see what else we can say. You can’t be intimate right now. I think that about covers it.” Bakura got up from his kitchen table. “Come on, there’s a murder mystery marathon we can watch for a while.”

Yugi made a face. “Bakura, talk to me. I know you’re upset.”

“woulwould I be upset? You told me in the beginning that you couldn’t have sex anymore. I said I’d deal with it. And that’s what I’m doing. Dealing with it.”

“You’re ignoring it.”

Bakura turned back to look at Yugi. “What is there to discuss, Babyface? What else would you like me to mention? I told you I’d deal with it.”

“You won’t touch me.” Yugi looked down. “You don’t even want to kiss me anymore.”

“You’re being silly. That’s not true.”

“It’s like you want to give up trying.” Bakura made a face. “It’s true.”

“You told Tristan to tell me Malik fisted you during the rape for a reason, Yugi. You wanted to make it clear that things between us were going to remain basically platonic. Well, you’ve made your point. I won’t hurt you anymore. Every time you run into the bathroom in tears it kills a little bit more of me. I don’t want to put us through that anymore.”

“You’re making it personal, Bakura.”

“Are you saying I shouldn’t? Joey told me about Yami.”

“What about Yami?”

“He thought you had asked me if you could go away for the weekend with him, so he brought it up, wondering how I had reacted. What a surprise to find out you didn’t even mention it to me.”

“So that’s what this is about. Yami. You think something would happen between us don’t you?”

“Forget it.”

“No, Bakura, say what you’re thinking. I want to know.”

“I think that if you tried with Joey or Yami you would be able to. It’s me.”

Yugi’s eyes widened. “Why would you say that, Kura? Why would it have anything to do with you?”

“It’s written all over your face.”

“Bakura…” Bakura gave him a look. Yugi tried again, “Bakura, I…I don’t want to lose you…please…”

“I never said I was going anywhere. That’s the part you keep missing. I love you, Babyface. If we have to spend the rest of however long this lasts with just kisses and hugs so so be it. I won’t abandon you.”

“I don’t want to give up, Kura. Please…don’t shut down around me…not now…”

“It’s not about you…it’s me, Babyface. It’s not easy being the perfect understanding boyfriend. My heart and my mind feel one way and my body another. And this back and forth is frustrating.”

“So for you it’s all or nothing? If you can’t have everything you’d rather have nothing so won’won’t get yourself worked up anymore.”

“Yugi, there are nights you sit on my lap and I’m about ready to explode. It’s been nearly three months. I feel so…look, it’s not your fault.”

“You could have said something.”

“It would have only made you feel guilty. None of what is going on is your doing.” Bakura gave him a smile. “Come on, enough of that. We both kept things from each other, and if it’s going to work we have to stop doing that. We have to be honest with each other. Otherwise, we’ll get nowhere.”

‘You’re right, Bakura.” Yugi looked at him. “Let’s watch TV for a while. Okay?”

“Yeah.” Yugi followed Bakura into the bedroom. They both sat on the band and Yugi watched as Bakura turned on the set and started flipping through channels.

“Why are you sitting over there, Babyface? Don’t you want to sit on my lap?” Yugi looked at him.

“I just figured since…well…I didn’t want to…”

“Don’t be silly, Babyface.”

“Are you sure I can?” Yugi asked, moving closer.

“Babyface, of course I’m sure. You belon myn my lap. Come here.” Yugi smiled and sat down, laying his head on Bakura’s shoulder as Bakura snuggled up with him. “We’ll try again, Yugi…I didn’t want you to think we can’t do the things we’ve been doing.”

“I promise, I won’t give up. We’ll be together again, Kura.”

“I promise I won’t leave you, even if we never do, Babyface.” Bakura gave Yugi a tight squeeze.

“I love you, Kura.”

“Me too.”


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“How long do I have to wear this blindfold, guys?” Joey asked to know one in particular.

“Until we get there, Baby,” Tristan answered.

“And when will that be?”

“Ten more minutes, Babe,” Yugi replied. “Don’t be so eager. We’re having you sacrificed for your birthday.”

“Sacrificed? Just as long as I get birthday cake I’ll be fine. And if Bakura has been driving around irclercles for an hour and some change I’m going to kill all four of you in this SUV.”

“Oh shush, Blondie. It’s two more traffic lights. Sit tight and keep your mouth shut.”

“Tristan, are you going to let that white-haired asshole talk to me like that?”

“Blondie, you’re about to get birthday cake down your pants.”

“Bakura don’t be mean to Joey. You happy, Baby?”

“Yes. Thank you, Tris.” Joey yawned. “I’m tired. Is there a lot of walking invd?” d?”

“Just up the side of the volcano,” Yugi answered. “Stop being so anxious. It’s right up a head. We just have to park.”

“Here, Bakura,” Yami said, handing Bakura money. “For the valet.”

“Valet? Why do I feel under dressed? We’re not at some stuffy restaurant are we?”

“No, Baby.” The SUV came to a stop.

“End of the line guys,” Bakura said, as two valets opened the passenger side doors.

“I can’t see anything,” Joey grumbled. Tristan was sitting in the front with Bakura. After Yami got out he helped the blindfolded Joey out and Yugi popped out last. The sound of music was pounding in Joey’s ears. But they weren’t dressed for a club. So where the hell wtheythey?

Yugi began snapping pictures. “Wow, this place is a zoo, Yams,” Yugi said, looking at the line that was wrapped around the building.

“I want to see. Let me see!”

“Alright, Baby, you can take off the blindfold now.”

“Hold on, Tristan, it took me an hour to get Joey’s hair like that. And I don’t want you messing it up. Babe, I’ll take off your blindfold, lean over.” Joey did and squinted once he was allowed to see again. It was bright. As he had first suspected they were in Tokyo.

“Yugi stop snapping the flash in my face, I already can’t see anything.” Joey went to rub his eyes but Yami grabbed his wrists.

“Eyeliner, Joey…don’t rub,” Yami scolded. Joey remembered Yami’s insistence that he wear some for drama. And the next thing he knew the diva was applying it. “Come on, let’s take a few group pictures before we go inside. It’s cold out here.”

“Yeah, your nipples look harder than usual, Yami,” Bakura cracked. Joey finally looked at the building they were standing in front of.

South Tokyo Clubhouse.

“The Clubhouse? You guys do know that by the time we get in here it’ll be my 24th birthday right?”

“No worries, Baby. Yami knows people,” Tristan responded.

“Picture time, come on guys.” Yugi began snapping away. “Bakura, no bunny ears.”

“Aibou, hand the camera to the valet attendant so we can get a group picture.” Yugi did as Yami suggested. “We need one of just Joey and Tristan.” Bakura and Yugi moved. “Tristan, give Joey a kiss on the cheek.”

Joey grinned when he felt Tristan’s warm lips pressed against him. Yami snapped the picture.

“Aw, that’s so cute, guys,” Yugi gushed. “Okay, it’s cold let’s go inside.”

“Is there a band playing tonight?” Joey asked, feeling Tristan take his hand in his.

“Some techno bands. Some I’ve heard of some I haven’t. They’ll give us a list of who’s here tonight at the door,” Yami answered.

Yami took the lead, followed by Yugi and Bakura, and then Tristan and Joey. Yami talked to the man at the door for a moment and then they were permitted inside.

“It’s good to be a VIP, huh, Baby?” Tristan asked, as Joey and him glanced at the gargantuan line that wrapped around the corner of the huge building.

“I take it this was Yami’s idea to come here?” Joey asked.

“Well, Yugi doesn’t want to go to the Pyramid, and Bakura’s there all the damn time, and we thought of just taking you to dinner, but Yami wanted to dance so we compromised with this place. “

“I see. I’ve always wanted to come here, but it seems so hard to get into.”

“I know. It is. Usually.” They checked their coats in and then headed to the table.

“Oooh…this is a great table. So cool, Yams!”

“It’s Joey’s birthday, we have it sit somewhere up front.” Yami sat in a seat. “When the bands start playing everyone stands up anyway and crowds close to the stage. Seto got pulled up on the stage once.”

“Seto? Up on the stage?” Tristan asked. “He couldn’t have been happy about that.”

“Not really. He just stood there with this deer in headlights look on his face. I crawled up there and started dancing with him just so he’d stop being a stiff. It turned out all right, once he got into it. Well, until it was time to leave. The photographers were everywhere. We had to escape via helicopter on the roof. We didn’t come back here after that.”

“I’m surprised Kaiba let you bring him here in the first place,” Bakura thought as Yugi snapped pictures in his face. “He doesn’t seem like the type.”

“No. He’s uptight most of the time. I just had to make him an offer he couldn’t refuse,” Yami mentioned with a sly smile.

“Yami’s always been quite the little motivator,” Joey began. “I don’t want to think of how many times the three of us got into the Pyramid because Yami offered sexual favors to the staff.”

“Truth be told, half the time I took Seto anywhere I distracted him in the limo so he wouldn’t know where we were going,” Yami explained. “And don’t worry guys, I never made good on my promises to any of the bouncers at thramiramid.”

“I have blurry memories of being offered sex while at work, chances are, Yami, you probably owe me a couple of blowjobs,” Bakura thought.

“Hum…you’re probably right. I’ll take care of that right now,” Yami replied as he licked his lips. He ducked under the table.

“I’m Sven. I’ll be your waiter for this evening. Can I start you guys off with some drinks?”

“Raspberry lemonade, please,” Tristan answered. He had already told everyone before they left he would be the designated driver, especially since there was no reason he should be drinking with his stomach issues.

The waiter glanced at Joey with a smile. “Are you ready to order?”

“Er…I’ll have a… damn…Tris…pick something for me. What was that thing I liked…that time…remember?”

“He’ll have Bailey’s on the rocks.”

“Yeah, what he said. Thanks, Tris.”

“Of course, Baby.” Tristan gave Joey another kiss on the cheek. Joey grinned again like a kid locked in a candy store.

“White Russian,” Bakura answered next.

The waiter looked agi. gi. “Screwdriver. Do you want to see ID?”

“No, that’s alright, Cute Stuff.” Yugi blushed. Bakura narrowed his eyes at the waiter.

“Yams, the waiter is here, to take our drink orders,” Yugi said, looking under the table to see where his former lover had gotten to. Yami surprised everyone when he popped up in between Bakura’s legs and then sat on his lap.

“I’ll have a chocolate martini, thank you.” The waiter smiled and nodded. “I can show you ID if you’d like. Just in case you were afraid I wasn’t legal,” Yami replied darkly.

“That won’t be necessary,” the waiter answered. “Did you guys have a chance to look at the menu, did you want some appetizers?”

“Not unless there’s a side of you on the menu,” Yami responded, curling corncorner of his lip.

The waiter’s smile broadened.

“We need a few minutes, thank you,” Joey said, giving Yami a look.

“I’ll be right back with your drinks then.”

“Yes, please…hurry back,” Yami added.

“Yams!” Yugi started, once the waiter was gone. “I can’t believe you did that.”

“He was giving me the eye. What can I say,” Yami answered.

“Oh for the love of God. We can’t take you anywhere, can we,” Joey decided.

“We won’t leave a tip, we’ll just put Yami on the table,” Bakura agreed, adjusting himself with Yami still on his lap.

“I think I know that guy,” Tristan thought. “He said his name was Sven right?”

“Um hum, where do you think you know him from, Tris?” Joey asked.

“College. I think I might have gone home with him a few times. I can’t remember.”

“This night just keeps getting more interesting doesn’t it,” Bakura thought.

“You don’t remember whether or not you went home with him, Tristan? Isn’t that the type of thing you remember?”

“It depends, Joey. You wouldn’t understand,” Yugi put in. Bakura, Yami and Joey glanced at him. “Well, I think we should pick some appetizers before Sven comes back.”

“I think I should go freshen up before Sven comes back.” Yami got up from Bakura’s lap. “Who’s coming with?”

“I hate public restrooms, Yams,” Yugi answered.

“I’m tired,” Joey said next.

“Fuck it, I’ll go,” Bakura said. “Let’s go, you can give me that blowjob while we’re there.” They went log fog for the men’s room.

“So what’s the probability you went home with Sven?” Joey asked, looking at his boyfriend.

“I don’t know, Baby.” Tristan glanced at Yugi who looked uncomfortable. “I’m not going to discuss this here.”

“You brought it up, I was just asking a question.”

“You want to start a fight, Joey.”

“I don’t. I’m just asking. He doesn’t look like the type of guy who likes to bottom, that’s all.”

“You’d be surprised who you can get to bottom, Joey.”

“So you did sleep with him then.”

“I told you I don’t remember, would you like me to ask him, Joey?”

“I just don’t understand why you’d say anything.”

“It’s done, you’re the one making this into an altercation, Joey. You want to fight.”

“I asked a question.”

“You’re taking this to another level.”

“You’re the one who decided to mention in front of everybody that you probably slept with our waiter, Tristan. What level do you want this to be on?”

“I said I’m not discussing it here. That’s what I said.”

“Then you shouldn’t have said anything.”

“When he comes back I’ll be sure to ask him if I fucked him, alright?”

“Why are you being a jerk?”

“You’re picking a damn fight with me, Joey. How am I being a jerk?”

“Why did you find it necessary to announce to the whole table that he was one of your sexual conquests.”

“I don’t know what other language you’d like me to say this in, Joey. I am not discussing this here. Stop being a child.”

“How come you’re always right, and I’m always wrong?”

“Jesus H. Christ, Joey…just stop it. Shut up.”

“Don’t you dare tell me to shut up!”

“Guys, come on, let’s just calm down. It’s Joey’s birthday.”

“We’ll talk about this when we get home. Not here,” Tristan said, taking a sip from the water that was sitting on the table.

“I’m not talking to you.”

“Fine, be immature. Don’t talk to me. Fuck if I care.”

“Did you guys get a chance to look at the menu yet?” Sven asked, returning with the drinks.

“Bakura, I think these pants I’m wearing are so tight you can see my package. Oh look, Sven is back with the drinks. Perfect timing.” Sven’s eyes were on Yami’s pants and snaked their way up to meet his eyes. “I hope the bartender didn’t make the martini too strong, these things go straight to my head.”

“I made it myself, I wanted it to be perfect,” Sven answered, pulling out Yami’s chair for him. Yami sat down with a smile. Sven handed him the chocolate martini. “Here you go.”

“Why thank you. Sven.” Yami took a sip. “This is divine. “ He smiled darkly. “And I bet you are too.”

“Look, Yami, this isn’t Love Connection, give him your number so we can order already,” Bakura grumbled.

“Or maybe he still has Tristan’s number,” Joey said, loud enough for Tristan to here. Tristan shot him a look.

“Why don’t we order, guys,” Yugi asked, seeing that this evening was on the verge of falling apar“The“The potato skins sound good.”

“They’re excellent. I’m sure you guys will like them,” Sven answered. “I also here that we have a birthday at this table.”

Joey looked at him. Their waiter was hot, he had to admit. “You guys, I didn’t want you getting the waiters to sing for me…”

“No, we don’t have singing waiters here, I just end up giving you a lap dance,” Sven teased.

“Oh, that doesn’t sound too bad then,” Joey began with a grin.

“Anyone else want something to eat besides the potato skins?” Bakura asked, diplomatically, seeing the look on Tristan’s face.

“I think that’ll be fine for now,” Yami answered with a feral grin, as he looked Sven up and down again. “I want to leave room for dessert.”

Sven smiled. “I’ll put your order in.” He walked away. Joey and Yami checked out his ass as he left.

“That is one beef cake,” Yami decided. “Then again I’ve always had a special attraction to brunets. With the notable exception of Yugi, of course.”

“Of course,” Bakura said, with a scowl.

“Guys, listen…this is Joey’s birthday. Let’s not turn this into a slugfest. There is no reason to behave like we are,” Yugi insisted.

“Yugi’s right.” Tristan looked at Joey. “I’m sorry, Baby. Honest.”

“Me too. I guess I was just a little jealous.” Tristan gave him a kiss.

“I should be the one who’s jealous, Sven looks quite interested in you, Baby.” Joey quirked his eyebrowskingking a mock innocent look. “He looks ready to get in your pants.”

“Too bad I already have a hot boyfriend I get to fuck when we get home,” Joey said, with a smile, kissing Tristan again.

“Did I mention how gorgeous you look tonight, Baby?” Tristan asked, kissing Joey again. “No wonder Sven was hitting on you. I’m going to have to beat them back with a stick soon.”

Joey giggled and sat on Tristan’s lap. “You’re so silly, Tris…” Tristan placed wet little kisses on Joey’s lps.

“Mmm…such a cute boyfriend I have.”

“Tris…”

“We might not make it until we get home, Baby…I might have to fuck you right here,” Tristan whispered in Joey’s ear. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Baby? You want to ride my dick, don’t you?”

“Mmm hmmm…I want it…” Joey murmured against Tristan’s lips.

“Alright, you’re made up, get a room,” Bakura teased.

Don’t be so quick to walk away
Dance with me
I want to rock your body please stay
Dance with me
You don’t have to admit that you want to play
Dance with me
So let me rock you til the break of day

“They’re playing our song, Tris!” Joey said with a grin. Joey jumped off Tristan’s lap and pulled him up. “Let’s dance.”

“How could I refuse, Baby?” Tristan wrapped his arms around Joey, and pressed into him, grinding his hips firmly. Tristan dipped his head down so he could leave kisses all over Joey’s neck.

“You’re so sexy, Tris. Sometimewondwonder how I ended up with you. Maybe it was fate or something, what do you think?”

Tristan didn’t respond.

“I don’t know what brought us together, Tris…I’m just glad it did. I’m really so in love with you.”

“Me too, Joey.” Joey pulled away and did a move with his hips.

“Come over here, Sexy.” Joey beckoned him with his finger. “Look what you turned me into. I hate dancing.”

“But you’re so good at it, Baby.” Joey let his hips lead him as he sarouaround. Tristan got behind him. “You are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You know, the only reason I danced with you on our first date was because I wanted you to touch me, Tris…I was so turned on by you…”

“Well, I wanted to dance with you because I wanted to fuck your cute little brains out,” Tristan admitted, kissing Joey’s neck.

“I think that was probably the only time I ever got out of sleeping with you, Tris…you set your sights on me and that’s it…gamer.”er.” Joey turned around again, rubbing against his boyfriend. “You sexy jerk.”

Gonna have you naked by the end of this song



Joey wrapped his arms around Tristan’s neck and pulled him in for a full kiss on the lips. When he pulled away he smiled and remarked, “Tristan…I won’t accept anything less than a full on hard pounding fuck from you when we get back.”

“Is that so?”

“Um hum…the moment I get you alone I’m throwing you on the bed.”

“I think you’ve gotten yourself confused, Baby. You’re the one going to end up thrown on the bed. Or maybe I’ll just take you on the floor again.”

Joey kissed him again. “Just as long as I’m good and fucked, Tris.”

“You will be, Baby…no worries…” Tristan leaned in and kissed him again.

“You make me feel…so…I can’t describe it…you just do it for me.”

“Mmmm…my cute boyfriend…I will never get enough of you, Baby.”

“Guys, over here.” Tristan and Joey turned and looked at Yugi as he snapped a picture. “So, cute.”

“Come, on, Bakura, let’s dance,” Yami insisted, standing up. “Why should Joey and Tristan have all the fun?”

“I’ll be back, I’m going to walk around and take pictures of the Clubhouse,” Yugi announced.

Bakura stood up and allowed Yami to lead him over to where Tristan and Joey were, along with a few other couples.

I’ll always think of you
Inside of my private thoughts
I can imagine you
Touching my private parts
With just the thought of you
I can’t help but touch myself
That’s why I want you so bad
Just one night of
Moonlight, with you there beside me
All night, doin’ it again and again
You know I want you so bad
Baby, baby, baby, baby

“I adore this song…Joey come here…” Joey walked to Yami. “I want to tell you a secret.” Joey bent down so Yami could whisper in his ear. He smiled and looked at Tristan and Bakura.

“Why do I have the distinct feeling the two of them are up to something?” Tristan asked, as Yami got in front of Joey.

“Maybe it’s the look of mischief on Yami’s face,” Bakura replied.

Tristan and Bakura didn’t have to wait long to see what Yami had in mind. He was dancing against Joey. Joey’s hips were moving in sync with his, and then his hand was underneath Yami’s shirt, exposing flawless skin.

Oooh I get so high
When I’m around you baby
I can touch the sky
You make my temperature rise
You’re makin me high
Baby, baby, baby, baby

“They look hot together…you’re such a tease, Yami,” Bakura decided.

“We all have to be good at something, don’t we?” Yami answered with a smirk. His hands were in his hair as he moved his hips back and forth.

“You’re being a bad influence on, Joey,” Tristan put in. “Thank you.”

“Like what you see, Tris?” Joey asked, with a smile.

“Get over here, Baby.” Joey smiled and moved his his hes he walked over to his boyfriend.

Can’t get my mind off you
I think I might be obsessed
The very thought of you
Makes me want to get undressed
I wanna be with you
In spite of what my heart says
I guess I want you too bad
All I want is
Moonlight, with you there inside me
All night, doin it again and again
You know I want you so bad
Baby, baby, baby, baby

“Poor Bakura, he looks so left out. I guess I’ll have to fix that, won’t I?” Yami asked. He walked ovo tho the bounder and caressed his cheek, before allowing his hand to ease it’s way down Bakura’s body.

Yami’s finger was in his mouth and he winked. “Like what you see, Bakura?”

“Maybe if you weren’t so high maintenance.” Bakura grinded his hips against Yami. “It’d be easier just going to a strip club, and probably cheaper.”

“But you don’t get to touch the strippers, Bakura.”

Oooh I get so high
When I’m around you baby
I can touch the sky
You make my temperature rise, ooh boy
You’re makin me high
Baby, baby, baby, baby

“Are you hitting on me, Yami,” Bakura inquired.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Big Boy.” Yami spun around so that he was facing away from him. “Don’t mistake my flirting for signs of hitting on you.”

“Well, do take my indifference towards you as a sign of my dislike.”

“You’re threatened by me.”

“I’m bored by you.”

I want to feel your heart and soul inside of me
Let’s make a deal you roll, I lick
And we can go flying into ecstasy
Oh darlin’ you and me
Light my fire
Blow my flame
Take me, take me, take me away

“I think we should try to at least get along for Yugi’s sake, don’t you agree?”

“I don’t play that game. Yami. And I’m on to you…so cut your losses and cut the shit. Yugi’s no longer your little plaything.”

“My intentions concerning Yugi are pure. What makes you so worried I’d seduce him?” Yami turned back around again. “My patience with your insecurity is growing thin, Bakura.”

“My patience with your mind games is even thinner.”

“Asshole.”

“Slut.”



Oooh I get so high
When I’m around you baby
I can touch the sky
You make my temperature rise, ooh boy
You’re makin me high
Baby, baby, baby, baby



“Hey, guys, the potato skins are here,” Yugi called. Yami gave Bakura a narrowed glance over his shoulder and headed back to the table.

“Why do you look so angry?” Tristan asked, stepping beside Bakura.

“It’s only matter of time before I take Yami down a few notches. I’m just waiting for the opportunity.”

Three hours and five rounds later, Yami, Yugi and Joey were dancing drunkenly together. “Guys…fuck…I can’t feel my legs,” Yugi began over the pulse pounding beats from the live band.

“You’re drunk, Aibou…fuck so am I…” Yami giggled. “Aibou, give me a kiss.” Yugi did and they both giggled.

‘What about me…it’s my birthday…” Joey grumbled, then burped.

“I’ll give you a kiss, Joey.” Yami wrapped his arms around Joey and they kissed. Then they both burst out in hysterics.

“Just like old times…hum?” Yugi asked as he kissed Joey.

“Hell yeah,” Joey agreed. “You know, Yami…this might be the alcohol taking…but you’re looking pretty cute…I could fuck you…”

“Thanks, Joey…I’m going to kiss you again.” Yami did. They both laughed again.

“What about me?” Yugi complained. Joey and Yami both gave Yugi sloppy kisses on his neck. Yugi giggled.

“And the three of you want us to believe you never had a threesome? Please,” Bakura said with an eye roll. He was intoxicated too, he was surprised he was standing up.

“Alright you lushes. It’s time to go.” Tristan walked over to them. He pulled Joey and Yami off of Yugi who was covered in moisture. “You can finish in the car.”

“I can’t walk…” Yugi took a step and fell.

“You guys really over did it.” Tristan picked Yugi up. “Baby, can you and Yami walk?”

“Aye aye, Captain.” Joey did a salute and Yami and him laughed again.

“Bakura, are you okay?” Tristan asked as he watched Joey, and Yami grind against him. Bakurae hie him the thumbs up sign. “Let’s go, they’ve had more than enough.

“Tristan…Tristan…” Joey tried running towards his boyfriend and realized his legs weren’t moving. “Tristan..”

“What, Baby?”

“I’m drunk.”

“I know that.”

“Will you still fuck me though? Huh? Cuz I want to get fucked really bad!”

“Baby, keep your voice down.”

“I want to get fucked too…where’s Sven…where’s our waiter?” Yami looked around.

“You already got his number, Yami. Come on. Over this way.” Tristan watched as Yami started walking in a zig-zag. “Bakura, grab him before he falls over.”

“I can call Seto…he’ll fuck me.”

“No drunken phone calls, Yami. I don’t need Seto yelling at me Monday morning. Bakura, grab him.”

Bakura gave Tristan a half-drunk glare before he picked Yami up and swung him over his shoulder like a caveman. Tristan rolled his eyes. It took him ten minutes to get everyone’s coats on. Yami didn’t understand why he couldn’t go outside in the cold naked. And Yugi kept taking his coat off because he said he wasn’t ready to leave yet.

Things only got worse in the car. Yami was encouraging Yugi and Joey to continue their wild behavior in the backseat. It was more than a little distracting to see Yami sitting on Joey’s lap without a shirt on making out with Joey and Yugi.

“I don’t know whether to be concerned by this or turned on,” Tristan thought, as he glanced in the rear view mirror. Bakura looked back from his spot in the passenger seat and laughed.

“Fucking A. They’re like ready to fuck each other’s brains out back there. Hey, just don’t get any cum on the seats.”

“Yami, you need to put on a seatbelt. And a shirt,” Tristan insisted, narrowing his eyes at Bakura’s disregard. Of course the bouncer was drunk as well. “Yami, are you listening to me?”

“Tristan…I’m drunk right now…” Yami said with a laugh.

“Yami…I want to kiss you again!” Yugi complained. Yami laughed and attacked him.

“Yami, sit down and put on your seatbelt. No kissing in the car.”

“Oh let him. He’s had no affection since Seto fucked up. He’s too drunk. The three of then’t n’t remember most of this in the morning.”

“Tristan…I want you to fuck me…when we get back,” Yugi said, with a laugh.

“Bakura can handle that.”

“Okay.”

“Tristan’s my boyfriend, Yug. He’s fucking me,” Joey tried to explain, slurring his words.

“They’re really trashed back there. Someone is going to end up throwing up in your car, Bakura,” Tristan warned.

“Don’t vomit in my car, you assholes,” Bakura threatened. “I’ll pound the crap out of you.” He gave them all a glare. Yami responded by kissing him.

“That’s my boyfriend, Yami…kiss your boyfriend…” Yugi said. “Kura…give me a kiss.” Bakura did.

“Who am I gonna kiss then?” Yami asked. He looked around and went back to kig Jog Joey.

“Why am I the sober one? Fuck this. I’m not being sober with the four of you again.”

“Relax, Tris. You need to chill out, man. Don’t be so uptight,” Bakura said, giving Yugi one last sloppy kiss. “We can kiss you too if you want.”

“Bakura, you kiss me and you’re going to wind up being the one to have the crap pounded out of him.”

“You don’t love me anymore, Tris?” Bakura asked, rubbing his thigh with a laugh.

“I’m driving an orgy SUV here. What did I ever do to deserve this?” Tristan glanced at Joey and Yugi going at it with Yami’s encouragement. “I guess you guys will learn your lesson when you all get mono.”

“I am getting fucked, right, Tris?” Joey asked, looking at the brunet.

“Baby, if you want it you get Yami to put on his seatbelt.” Joey forced Yami off Yugi and made him sit in the middle again.

“Why do I have to ride bitch?” Yami asked, angry.

“Because you are the bitch, that’s why,” Bakura answered snidely.

“Fuck you, Bakura…” Yami said, slapping Bakura on the arm.

“Bakura, don’t start with him. Joey, put Yami’s seat belt on.” Yami crawled into the front seat, on Bakura’s lap.

“Tristan…I have to piss…” Yugi complained.

“I’m not stopping. Hold it or piss in your pants. We’ll be home soon.”

“Piss out the window, Babyface.” Tristan gave Bakura a look and put the locks on the back windows so Yugi couldn’t get them down. Yami was now on Bakura’s lap bouncing up and down.

“Yami, I’m not going to tell you again to put on a seatbelt.” Tristan gave Yami a look. Yami only laughed in his face. “I deserve a fucking promotion dealing with you, Yami. Tell your fiancé what you put me through the next time you see him, would ya.”

“Bakura, I still have to blow you, remember?”

“Then get to work, Slut.” Yami unbuttoned Bakura’a jeans and took out his penis. Tristan crossed three lanes of traffic and pulled over on the shoulder. He got out of the car and went over to the passenger side and picked Yami up off of Yugi’s boyfriend.

“Get out and pee, Yugi.” Yugi looked at him and did. With Yugi out of the car, Tristan forced Yami back in the backseat and bucked his seatbelt. Yami was too far gone to unbuckle himself and started to cry. When Yugi was finished Tristan helped Yugi back in the car, made sure Yugi was buckled up, checked on Joey who had now fallen asleep in an alcoholic stupor and got back in the car.

There were no more interruptions, soon Yugi, Yami, and Bakura all passed out. There was only a problem when they got to Yami’s hotel and he cried that he didn’t want to be alone. “Fine, we’ll take him back to the apartment, he can sleep in Joey’s bed,” Bakura said. Yami nodded his approval.

At the apartment, Tristan forced everyone out of the car. He Joe Joey in his car and turned it on. Joey was asleep again in a minute. He carried Yugi up while Bakura carried Yami. Once inside the apartment he said, “here are your car keys, Bakura. You going to be okay?”

“I’m still piss-ass drunk, but not as bad as before. I’ll just sleep it off.”

“I have a feeling Yami’s going to be pretty hung over tomorrow…he had more than anyone. Just keep an eye on him, don’t let him play with any matches, alright?” Bakura nodded. “Okay, goodnight.”

“Go fuck Joey…he wants it.”

“So he tells me.” Tristan left the apartment. Bakura locked the door, then went to put the birthday cake in the fridge. By the time he got back to where he had left Yugi and Yami, Yami had disappeared.

“Hey, short stack, where’s the diva?” Yugi looked at him. “What happened to him?”

“He went to bed.”

“Sounds like a plan, come on, Babyface.” Yugi lifted his arms. Bakura sighed and scooped Yugi up and carried him into his bedroom. He was too drunk to remember where Yugi’s light switch was. .

“Get undressed, Babyface,” Bakura instructed when he dropped Yugi onto his bed. Bakura was just taking off his pants, leaving just his boxers on and hhorthorts when he realized that Yugi wasn’t the only one in his bed.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Yami?” Bakura asked, yanking off the covers to reveal a very naked Yami. “You’re sleeping in Joey’s room.”

“No I’m not. I’m sleeping right here.”

“Fine, then Yugi and I are sleeping in Joey’s room. Get up, Babyface.”

“No…I want to sleep in my bed…Stop…Kura…I want to sleep here.”

“Yami, get the fuck out of here.”

“No.”

“I’m not playing with you, get up. And get out.”

“I don’t want to sleep alone.”

“Then you shouldn’t have left your fiancé. Now get the fuck up.” Bakura grabbed Yami and pulled him, Yami screamed.

“KURA! Don’t hurt him. Leave him alone.” Yugi crawled in between them, and Bakura discovered that Yugi was naked as well. “Yami, you canep wep with us.”

“Thank you, Aibou. I love you.” Yami leaned over and placed a wet kiss on Yugi’s lips.

“Oh hells no. We’re not playing make out session again. Yami, I’m not going to tell you again to get out of Yugi’s bed. Sleep on the floor like any bitch.”

Yami and Bakura struggled, neither one of them making much progress, a little too drunk to be able to fight very well. Yugi finally grabbed Bakura around the back and begged him to stop. “Kura…shh… it’s night time. It’s quiet time. Stop.”

“Make him get out of the bed, Yugi,” Bakura whined.

“Shh…it’s okay, Kura…it’s okay…” Yugi kissed him. The kiss grew fierce in seconds. Bakura ended up on his back and Yugi was over top of him. They both forgot about Yami until he pulled off Bakura’s boxer ss ins in one hard tug.

“What the fuck are you…”

“I still owe you a blow, Bakura.” And then before Yugi or Bakura could say anything Yami took Bakura’s lenintointo his mouth.


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Joey and Tristan snuggled up together contently in Tristan’s bed. Joey had been sticky and smelly so Tristan had given him a shower, ending up joining him. After which, he dried him off and redressed him and gave him some ginger ale to settle his stomach.

“We look good together, hum…Tris?” Joey asked, looking up at their reflection in the mirrors. Tristan nodded. “I could do this forever, Tris.”

“Me too.” Tristan thought for a moment. “Baby, listen. On Monday, I want to talk to you about something important. Alright? Monday.”

“Talk about what?”

“I’ll tell you Monday, Baby.”

”Okay. Monday.” Joey kissed Tristan’s cheek. “Hey, did I really make out with Yami on the way home or was that a nightmare?”

“You did.”

“Fuck. That’s gross. Not that I’ve never made out with him before.”

“I bet the three of you were something else, hum?”

“Yeah. But when we’d go out one of us would always stay sober, so nothing could happen. That’s probably why the three of us never had that threesome. There’d always be someone sober enough to stop things from gong too far. Really, I’m not a crazy drunk, Tris. You must think alw always like this, kissing random boys. But really it’s not like that at all. Yami has this way ofnginnging out the crazy side in people. I’ve woken up plenty of times with Yugi and him and the three of us were half dressed and there were kiss marks all over the place.”

“I wasn’t jealous, Baby. Part of it was my fault. I shouldn’t have let you have so much. Yami just kept throwing them back.”

“Yami cannot hold his liquor. I thought since we had eaten dinner we’d all be okay. I guess we were just drinking too much, too fast.”

“Hey, it’s your birthday. You’re supp to to get fucked up, Baby. No worries.”

“Speaking of fucks…”

“Oh, so now the little tramp wants some hum?”

“He sure does,” Joey answered, rolling on top of Tristan.


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Bakura growled in primal pleasure as Yami deep throated him. “Holy fuck…Fuck…FUCK…
Babyface, make him stop before I come…FUCK.”

“Yami…what are you doing…” Yugi asked, pushing Yami away. Yami held Bakura in place with his hands as he gave Yugi a smile.

“Go back to what you were doing, Aibou. I have things under control down here.”

“Yami?”

“Let Bakura fuck you with his tongue…go ahead. That looked so hot, Aibou.” Yugi lifted his eyebrows as Yami put Bakura back into his mouth.

“Yami…’ Before Yugi knew what was happening Bakura sat up enough that he could capture Yugo’s lips in a fiery kiss. Yugi moaned against Bakura’s lips, temporarily forgetting what Yami was doing to his boyfriend’s cock. Bakura didn’t forget, of course, feeling his meat twirled around Yami’s mouth like a swizzle stick.

Bakura bucked his hips up, and released with another growl into Yami’s waiting mouth. Yami swallowed as quickly as he could and what he missed dribbled out onto his copper colored chin. He pulled Yugi over to him and shared Bakura’s cream with him by engaging him in a mind-numbing kiss.

Bakura panted and watched Yugi and Yami go at it with half-lidded eyes. He was still rock hard, it felt like a steel pipe was wedged between his legs. When they finally broke for air, Yami turned his attentions back onto Bakura and smiled mischievously.

“I’m just getting started with you, Big Boy,” he promised seductively.

“This is getting out of control,” Yugi decided, trying to process what was going on. This wasn’t happening. There was absolutely no way this was possibly happening. This was some sort of porn nightmare.

“If you’re worried about being left out of the fun, Aibou, don’t be. You can ride Bakura when I’m done with him.” With that Yamiwledwled over to the panting bouncer and locked lips with him. Bakura was already too swept up with lust to stop Yami’s assault and became a willing victim in Yami’s aggressive sex game.

Yugi watched the tongue action, feeling himself growing harder by the second. They could not do this. This was wrong. There were a million reasons why this was wrong. This to to be stopped. Yugi pulled Yami off his boyfriend only to have Bakura pick up on him where he had left off on Yami.

Bakura was on top of him in an instant, sucking on Yugi’s kiss bruised lips with a vengeance. Yami reached over to Yugi’s nightstand and found lube. He pushed Bakura off of Yugi and waved the bottle. “I’m the guest I get to ride him first, Aibou.” Then Yami put Bakura’s dick back into his mouth. “Mmm…I’m going to get you nice and wet…then we’re going to fuck…so good…I love a good cock…”

“Babyface, I…fuck…” Bakura bucked his hips up, forcing more of his length back into the moist oral cavity that was Yami’s wet talented little mouth. “Babyface…” He pushed Yami off of him. “Babyface…”

Yugi looked at Bakura and said nothing before he went down on him.

“Aibou…make sure he’s nice and wet…I want him to slide right up inside me…” Yami stuck two fingers into his mouth and then lay next to Yugi and began fingerhimshimself. Bakura moaned. He was close again. Really close. “You want to help loosen me up for that monster cock of yours, Baby?”

Bakura, grabbed the lube and squeezed a dollop out and added two fingers to Yami’s two. “You’re one tight slut, aren’t you…”

“Mmm hmmm…I’m tight alright…Yugi, hurry up… I want to get fucked…”

Yugi looked up at Yami, Bakura’s dick still in his mouth. He released it with a muted pop sound. “You better give him back to me when you finish, Yami.”

“I promise, Aibou. I’ll return him.” Yugi and Yami began kissing again as Bakura knelt in between Yami’s legs. “Of course I don’t have to give him right back.” Yugi and Yami started kissing again.

“Spread wider, Slut. I want plenty of room.”

“Fuck him hard, Bakura,” Yugi demanded. “As hard as you can.”

‘”With pleasure.” Bakura flipped Yami onto his stomach. Yami instinctively got on his hands and knees. Bakura butted himself up against Yami’s puckered entrance. “Tell me what you want, Yami. I want to hear you bor ior it. Beg me like the slut I know you are.”

“Mmmm…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…” Yami let out a deep moan as he was penetrated.

“Babyface, shut him up…he’ll wake the neighbors.” Yugi slid over and groaned as his shaft was engulfed. It was Yami’s idea to have Yugi spin around so Yugi could give him the same pleasure.

Feeling and and Yami 69ing underneath him was it for his control. Bakura pushed in and out of Yami’s tight heat with reckless abandon. “This is what you wanted all night, wasn’t it, you fucking slut…you wanted someone to open up this tight asshole and stuff it full of cock, didn’t you…”

“Ahh…ngh…ahhh…harder…”

“It didn’t matter who did it. Me, Sven, Joey…as long as you got fucked raw, right? Say it…scream it.”

“Yes…fuck…yes…” Yugi’s felt Yami’s dick expand in his mouth. He moaned around Yami’s length before he took it out of his mouth and scooted back so that he could have a view of Bakura ramming into Yami.

Yugi had lost sense of what was happening, giving in to his animalistic need and began lapping at Bakura’s balls like a hungry puppy every time he thrust back into Yami.

Bakura grunted each time he was back inside of Yami. He was so tight and hot it felt like his penis was about to burn off.

Yami screamed as Yugi took him back into his mouth again. He bucked back into Bakura, meeting him stroke for stroke. He squealed and begged for more, breathlessly
“
“You like being a little fuck boy, hmmm…don’t you, Yami?” Yami could only moan out a yes.

“I’m sooo…close…I have to come…I’m going to come…”

“You want me to fuck all the come out of you? Huh?”

“Fuck…YES…YES…” Yugi whimpered as he felt Yami press further against him. He stroked Yami with his hand, milking him harder. “Fuck…Fuck…FUCK..” Yami exploded…hot white release shooting all over Yugi.

Yugi slid from under Bakura and Yami and gasped for air. It had been hot underneath them. Yami’s front half collapsed onto the bed. Bakura grabbed Yami’s hips, continuing to stretch Yami out of shape with his throbbing cock. “You had your fun, Slut…now get back to work…finish Yugi off…”

“Over here, Aibou…” Yugi wiggled over and groaned as Yami took the entire length of his shaft into his mouth in one swallow.

“Come…Babyface…make Yami drink you…the cocksucker is hungry for it. Do it.” Yami sucked Yugi down to the root before he slid back up. Bakura redoubled his efforts and the vibrations of Yami’s moans against his cock head sent Yugi over the edge as he obeyed Bakura’s command and came in Yami’s willing mouth.

Yami then pulled Yugi closer for a hot kiss and the erotic sight sent Bakura past his critical point and he came with a loud howl.


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“What happened to Bakura and Yami?” Joey asked when he returned to the apartment around 3:30.”

“Nothing,”

“They’re not here anymore. Did they go home?”

“Oh. Um, yeah they left.”

“Were you sick this morning, you look god awful.”

“Yami was. I was all right. Bakura was more hung over than I was.”

“Oh. Well, I’m going to take a nap, okay, Yug?”

“Yeah, okay.” Yugi watched Joey go to his bed and sighed. He still could not get over what had happened last night. No one had spoken about it. After Yami had thrown up he had put on his coat and left for the hotel. Bakura had left shortly after, barely mumbling a goodbye as he fled.

This wasn’t the type of thing they could ignore. The repercussions of their actions were going to be far reaching. Bakura had tried to come back to himself. He had looked at him and asked. And Yugi had responded by putting his dick in his mouth. This was bad, really bad. No matter how it was sliced, it was bad. But Bakura had been so happy, taking Yami. Fucking him like a mad man.

Yugi sighed. There was nothing he could do about it at the moment. He was still hung over. He’d think about this later. He decided Joey made a good point and went to take a nap on the couch.

At was the the time Tristan came over. He had decided against waiting until Monday tofessfess to Joey. It was time he confessed now. Sooner was better than later, as Yugi had pointed out. He would just have to pour out his heart and hope for the best.

Joey opened the door and smiled. “Hey, Baby.”

“Hey, Tris.” Joey gave him a kiss. “Come in.” Tristan slipped off his shoes and followed him over to the couch.

“Hi, Tristan.”

“Yugi, hey, how are you.”

“Good.”

“Hey, Tris…guess what?” Joey asked, hugging him.

“What, Baby?” Joey kissed him.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Baby.”

“You want something to drink, Tristan?” Yugi asked.

“Water, please.” He watched Yugi get out a glass and then turned back to Joey.

“What’s on your mind, Tris? Why’d you come by?”

“We need to talk. I don’t want to wait until tomorrow. I want to say it tonight. I want to say it now.”

y, Ty, Tris.” Joey looked at him. “What’s on your mind?”

“Here you go Tristan.” Yugi handed him a glass. He could see the look on his face. He was sds fds from confessing to Joey. “I’ll give you guys some privacy.”

“No, Yugi. Stay. Please.” Tristan looked into Yugi’s eyes, his practically pleading. He wanted Yugi around for moral support. If anyone could get through to Joey if he didn’t take the news well it was Yugi.

Yugi sat on the easy chair and swallowed. “Alright, come on, what’s up. What’s on your mind, Tris?”

“I wish there was some good way to tell you this, Baby. But there’s not. I just want you to remember how much I love you, okay””

“Gods, this is bad…isn’t it? Please say you’re not cheating on me.”

“No. Never.” Joey swallowed. “I woulder cer cheat on you, Baby. I swear.”

“Then what is it? Whatever it is, just say it.”

“I you you’ve been so hurt in the past, Baby. And to think that I had anything to do with your pain breaks my heart.” Tristan took a large sip of the water and put the glass on the coffee table before he spilled it. His fingers were trembling and the knot in his stomach felt about ready to kill him. “Joey, I was the one who slept with Duke.”

Joey blinked twice, and gave Tristan a confused look. “We met at the dry cleaners. It was a casual sex thing. I didn’t know he was engaged. You never mentioned his name before, Baby. And I had no reason to think I was the one. I only figured it out when Yami mentioned his name on New Years.”

Joey blinked once more and then narrowed his eyes. “No.”

“I wish there was some kind of mistake, Joey. I wish I were wrong. But, it’s true.”

“I heard what you said and I said “no”.”

“Joey, listen…Baby…” Tristan tried to take Joey’s hands in his but Joey pulled away. “I know it’s a shock. It was a shock to me too, Baby. I’ve been killing myself over this. I’ve been wonde how how I could tell you the truth. “ Joey said nothing. He stared blankly at Tristan, flames of fury dancing in his amber eyes. “I never meant to hurt you, Joey. I never would have dreamed life would have thrown us this curve ball. I’m telling you because I want no secrets between us. I wantto hto heal from this together and move on from it. “ The fire in Joey’s eyes only continued to dance, Joey still said nothing, continuing to look at Tristan with that same deadly stare. “Baby, please. Say something. Say anything.”

“What is it you would like me to say, Tristan?” Joey asked, his voice deeper than Tristan could ever remember it before. “Would you like me to say that it’s okay? Would you like me to lie to you and say that?”

“Joey…please…I know this is hard…but you have to look at this logically. You can’t let blind anger decide how we should deal with this.”

“Blind anger, you say. Tristan, can I ask you a couple of questions, just so I understand the full gravity of what is going on here?”

“Alright, Baby.”

“You said that Duke and you just had a casual sex thing going on, right?”

“Yes, Baby.”

“So it’d be fair to say that you spent most of your time fucking, right?”

“You could say that.”

“And how long did you spend fucking him, Tristan?”

Tristan swallowed, already seeing where this was going. “Four months.” The flames in Joey’s eyes burned brighter. Tristan took a deeeatheath.

“In four months’ time how often did you come over to fuck Duke at our apartment, Tristan?”

“Maybe three times.”

“Three times. In four months. And at no point did you ever bother to ask him why it was you used your condo all the time to fuck instead of our apartment?”

“Duke told me he was living with his brother who was anal about houseguests so it would be better if we did things at the condo.”

“Duke doesn’t have a brother, Tristan,” Joey spat with enough venom to make Tristan move away from him a little bit.

“I know that now, Joey. I didn’t know that then. I didn’t have any reason to think he was lying to me. He lied to us both, Joey.”

“ied ied to me. You were too busy busting a nut up Duke’s ass to give two shits.”

“Joey…”

“You mentioned you figured it out when Yami mentioned Duke’s name on New Years, right?” Tristan nodded. “And what is today’s date, Tristan?”

“Joey…”

“I asked you a question. What is today’s date?”

“It’s the 26th of January.”

“So it would be fair to say that it’s been a month since you made the revelation that you were fucking my fiancé, correct?”

“I tried to…”

“It’s a yes or no question, Tristan. You’ve done your explaining.”

“Yes. I waited a month.”

“So to recap what you told me, you fucked him for four months, with no thought as to why things were going the way they were and when you finally woke up and realized you had been with my ex- fiancé instead of mentioning it to me right away, or a week later, you wait a month to say anything. Coincidently, right about the time I told you that I wanted to find him and talk to him. Have I broken it down, correctly, Tristan?”

“I was going to tell you…you going to see Duke had nothing to do with it.”

“You’re a shitty liar.”

“I’m not a liar.”

“You know, you told me a long time ago, on our second date that you c pro promise me your honesty. Do you remember that, Tristan? But it seems to me that you’ve been having a real problem keeping your promise. You forgot to tell me about Seto and you working out, you never mentioned to me that you thought your parents didn’t like me, you told me you weren’t rich, that you were comfortable. And now this. And every time it wasn’t your fault, you were only trying to figure out how you could be honest with me. It looks to me like youe one only trying to figure out how you could hide ts frs from me.”

“I wasn’t trying to do that, Joey.”

“You kept this from me for my well being right? Didn’t want to hurt me, right? In the meantime, you vomit and then make a scene at the karaoke bar we go to, make yourself sick and have me terrified you have stomach cancer or something when you throw up blood, and then when I try to explain to you that no matter what is wrong you can confide in me you practically force yourself on me so you can relieve some stress by fucking me. And all of that was better than just telling me the truth, that you were horny and could give two flying fucks what the deal was with Duke as long as you got off. You were afraid I was going to act irrational. I was going to flip out, go crazy, right? That the story you’re trying to feed me?”

“Baby…I know I messed up…please..you have to understand..”

“I’m going to tell you what I understand. You have a history of using men for your own pleasure to make you happy. You’ve been incapable of committing in your past relationships because you feel the world owes you something. You didn’t give a fuck about any of the men you were with, your first boyfriend, Brian, Duke…Sven…names and faces are now a blur in your mind. It’s always been about putting another notch in your belt. You’re too self-involved to have a real relationship, Tristan. It’s always been about you. A relationship is a two way street.”

“Baby…don’t say I don’t love you. I do…With all my heart.”

“Love is a pretty word, Tristan. You told me you had never been in love before until we got together. But so far you’ve been handling things the way you always have. It’s always about you first. I’m just another accessory. Like your stupid car.”

“That’s not true and you know it.”

“Being in love makes you do some wonderful things, Tristan. It’s not supposed to make you do stupid, hurtful things. That part of this relationship is your fault. Here I was racking my brain, trying to figure out how to help you heal. Trying to say the right thing that would make you open up and talk to me about what was going on. The only reason I wanted to find Duke was for you. So I would have no emotional baggage.

Meanwhile, you’re trying to figure out how long you can keep this a secret. You didn’t trust me enough. You thought crazy, flip out king, Joey was going to go bananas at the news. Every time we fight I’m always the childish one, the immature one. You’re always right, I’m always wrong. Even when it’s my feelings in question. I have no right to be hurt that you would want to spend your free time at the gym with a man you know I hate. I’m wrong for trying to see the good in your parents, and not wanting to throw out my sexuality for public display. I’m being childish when you make a cocky comment that some random boytoy of a waiter at a Tokyo clubhouse was one of the many men you’ve boned in your sexual career.”

“Joey…”

“Then it’s a qu I’m I’m sorry, Baby and we go back to fucking again. You didn’t know Duke was engaged because you didn’t want to know. And even if you did know you wouldn’t have given a shit. You have reckless disregard when it comes to that sort of thing.”

“It’s different with you, Joey. I don’t want to be that kind of man anymore. I don’t want to only think about me. I do think about you. You have to believe that.”

“You might be in love with me, Tristan. And I emphasize “might”. But cooking breakfast and buying me snow tires isn’t going to cut it. Love isn’t supposed to hurt like this, Tristan. I’m not saying it’s supposed to be perfect all the time. I’m not saying I’ve never messed up. But look at your track record, Tristan. Look at how you’ve treated me.”

At this point Tristan could feel warm tears running down his cheeks. “Baby…I never, ever meant to hurt you. I was never trying to be selfish. I love you so much, I ache for you. Don’t do this…you have to try to understand.”

“I don’t have anything else to say to you right now, Tristan. Maybe we should just end this conversation before I do go crazy boyfriend and flip out.”

“Joey…please…Don’t push me away…please…I love you.”

“Goodnight, Tristan.” Joey turned away from him then, forcing himself not to break down until after Tristan was gone.

“Joey, don’t do this.”

“I said goodnight, Tristan.”

“Tell me why goodnight, sounds like goodbye.”

“Goodnight.” Joey got up and gave Yugi, who had been sitting on the easy chair the entire time, quiet and sed, ed, a look. “Make sure he sees himself out.” A moment later Joey’s bedroom door slammed shut.

Yugi looked over ristristan who sat on the couch stunned, trying to wipe away a few stray tears. “Tris…listen…”

“You don’t have to say it…”

“He’s just upset, you have to give him a chance to cool down…he didn’t mean half that stuff. Of course he knows you love him.”

“He meant every word.”

“Let me calm him down. I’ll call you as soon as I know what’s going on.” Tristan looked at Yugi for a minute, a new set of tears running down his face.

“It’s alright, Yugi. I know when I’ve been dumped.”

“Don’t say that. Tristan…” Yugi watched Tristan put on his coat and shoes then shut the door behind himself. Yugi looked back at Joey’s door. He made a quick phone call to Bakura to tell him to meet Tristan at his house before he went to knock on Joey’s door.

Author’s Endnotes: Well, what can I say? Nearly 60 pages later and the double chapter is complete. Shit on a stick. Is your mouth able to close? Bakura, Yami, and Yugi…boy oh fucking boy…I’m pretty sure you didn’t see that one coming. Bakura giving into his lust and taking Yami. This is definitely not going to help Bakura and Yugi’s relationship. And as for Tristan and Joey…well what can I say…this is a really bad situation. Surely Joey made some good points, but come on, Tristan didn’t mean it. He’s trying. He’s never had a real relationship before. Not one where he was in love, at the very least. Oh…what a mess…I know…the angst and the drama…I’m such a bitch… well, here’s a bit of what’s going on next:

“Hey, Yug. Yami called again. It’s the third time today. Why aren’t you calling him back.”

“I’m busy, Babe. That’s all.”

“What happened to wanting to be friends with Yami again? To liking being close again.”

“I’m just busy, that’s all.” Yugi flopped on the couch. Houldould he talk to Yami? Not after what had happened. He couldn’t. He wasn’t even sure he could talk to Bakura.