Hold On

Red Dragon of Egypt: *grins and takes out granade launcher* don’t mind if I do join only with this. *starts firing at Yoru and Anzu, before stopping for a second* damn… I need Yoru this chap… and he’s going to die since he’ll be touching Yami ^^;; uh-oh. Well have fun killing him afterwards!

Kkk12: Yeah, Yoru’s just a bastard. I have something with making Yami’s dad an ass, and killing his mom off. It’s weird… Anyway, hope you have fun with this chap!

Koorime13: The smiley thing is in the very first episode, so that would be right yeah. Go watch it all on Youtube or something, then join the Anzu-haters side. We have cookies, and Yami, not to mention Yuugi ^^ Have fun with the new chap.

Dragonlady222: Kumiko! *squeals* damn, I think I fell in love with that girl or something ^^; and yeah, Yami is trying real hard to keep her pure but what would you do in his situation? Anyway, enjoy the new chap.

Sansi: You never know (A) You’ll just have to keep reading to find out ne?

Catti-dono: Well it’s finally there again! I do hope I won’t let you down with this ^^; but I’m glad you like it so far. Put a whole lot of trouble into writing this in only 1 month time. Damn NaNoWriMo. Well, enjoy the new chap.

________________________________________Heya people! I’m baaaaaaaack. Did you all miss me? *silence is heard together with a pin dropping* Hey! *pouts* Fine, I can take a hint. I should just leave you guys hanging for an othr week, but I’m just too good for you all so I’ll update anyway. Enjoy and R&R!

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Out

As Yami walked up to apartment complex, he could already see Yuugi waiting in front of the door, a small smile on his face and a faraway look in his eyes. He was obviously somewhere else, very deep in thought. A happy thought, seeing the smile.

“Yuugi-kun?” The boy snapped out of his trance as he heard his name and looked up to see Yami next to him. His smile increased and Yami once again had to admit that the boy looked cute when smiling like that. “Have you been waiting long for me?”

“Hey, Yami-kun. No, I’ve only been standing here for about a minute.” Yuugi started walking in a random direction, “So any thought on where you want to go yet?”

Yami shrugged, “No, not really. I don’t really go out much, so basically I’m as new as you are at this all.” He sighed. He’d never done anything that normal teenagers his age would do at night, as he was always doing stuff with Kumiko. Kumiko didn’t exactly go to clubs or anything, and couldn’t stay up too late. In short, he had no idea what to do really.

“What about… we go to the movie, and after that we go to a club or something?” Yuugi looked up at Yami questioningly. He planned on showing Yami what a good time you could have with other people and that you didn’t have to distrust them all, or keep them away from you as Yami was doing now. And, with some luck, he hoped he’d be one of the people Yami would see as one of his best friends.

“Sure, sounds good, and I actually know where the movie theatre is.” Yami joked, faking to be proud of something like that. Yuugi giggled at the sight.

“Well then let’s get going!” It took them about ten minutes to get to the movie theatre. While walking they’d just talked about small things in life. About things they liked and things they disliked, and just sweet nothingness. Yami felt strangely comfortable with how this was all going, as he’d expected it to be slightly awkward for him. He hadn’t ever done anything remotely close to this after all.

As they entered the theatre, they looked through the list of movies and decided to go see one of the new horror movies. Yami loved horrors, but he could see a shiver running down Yuugi’s spine at the mere mention of it. It was obvious that the smaller wasn’t such a great fan of scary movies, but he’d agreed nonetheless.

During the movie Yami kept glancing at Yuugi to see if the other wasn’t getting too scared or anything. For some reason he wanted to protect the other from as much as possible, just like he wanted to protect Kumiko. Was Yuugi reminding him of Kumiko and was that why they’d gotten along just fine so far? Of course the boy’s appearance helped a lot in his favour too, as Yami still thought it simply screamed innocence; an innocence he was already getting determined to protect.

As he glanced at Yuugi for the umpteenth time, he could see the other flinching at a particularly painful scene, and push back into his seat a bit more. Yami chuckled lightly, before leaning a bit closer, “Scared, Yuugi-kun?”

Yuugi looked up with a start, but smiled as he saw warm crimson eyes looking at him, “A little, I’m not that used to horror movies and all…”

“We could’ve watched something else, you know.” Yuugi just shrugged and looked back at the film, not bothering to answer Yami any further. Yami chucked again as Yuugi pushed back even more, before looking back at the movie himself.

After two and a half hour, the movie ended. You could see the relief beaming off Yuugi’s face – even though he had to admit it was a very good movie – while Yami was half disappointed that it was already over. They left the theatre, and Yami stood still in front of the large doors hesitantly. Yuugi had said they’d go to a club now, but there were some problems with that.

For one, he had no idea where to find a club as he’d never gone to one before.

For two, clubs meant drinking. Drinking in said clubs mostly meant alcohol. Since Yami didn’t drink much, he didn’t have much of a resistance against it, and would get tipsy in almost no time at all.

For three, he couldn’t dance, and clubs mostly meant dancing.

All problems combined made him a bit nervous, though Yuugi seemed to just fine, and didn’t notice at all.

“So, any idea where a club is?” Yuugi looked at him questioningly.

“Actually, no. Never go to any of them. I’ve only heard of most of them and know vaguely where they are, but I don’t know exactly.” Yami looked around briefly and spotted a group of teens coming out of the movie theatre. “But they probably do.”

Yuugi glanced at the group, and nodded, “Yeah, if we follow them they might just lead us to a club. I don’t think they’re done partying just yet.”

They followed the noisy group quietly, until they indeed reached a night club. The neon lighting outside lit the entire area around it, as a bulky bouncer stood outside, checking if no one too young got in. One look at the sight told Yami that everyone under 16 would not be permitted.

“Uhm… no offence Yuugi-kun… but how old are you exactly?” Yami had no doubt that Yuugi wasn’t the age he looked, as they were in the same year. But for all he knew Yuugi had skipped a class or something and wasn’t 16 yet. If that was so they’d have to find another club that would allow them both, or maybe they’d have to sneak in.

Yuugi just giggled, “It is okay, Yami-kun; I know I look a whole lot younger than I really am. I’m 16 so there’s no problem.” He showed Yami an ID-card that indeed stated the age of 16, and Yami blinked in surprise for a second.

“Well then, let’s go in shall we?” They walked to the bouncer, Yuugi already holding his ID-card out as he knew the bouncer would ask for it. The look of pure astonishment on the man’s face was priceless, and as soon as both boys were inside they burst into laughter.

“That was just too funny. That guy really couldn’t believe you were already 16!” Yami laughed. The pain the bruises all over his body were causing weren’t even enough to stop him. Besides, most of the pain had already subsided anyway.

“I know, I get that reaction a lot.” Yuugi giggled, and they walked to the bar, only to get the same disbelieving look from the bartender as they sat down.

“So what do you want to drink?” Yuugi grabbed the menu from the bar and both looked at it. Yami gulped at all the names he didn’t know – and doubted he wanted to know – and glanced at Yuugi who had a similar confused look on his face.

“Okay, so most of these drinks mean absolutely nothing to me.” Yuugi rubbed the back of his head nervously, “How about you?”

Yami shook his head, “No idea, but I’ll just go with what I do know.” He looked up at the bartender who was still looking at them in wonderment, “One Flugel, and… “ he glanced at Yuugi who merely shrugged.

“Same.” The bartender nodded stiffly before getting their drinks.

“So, wanna dance later?” Yami shivered at the question, and looked at Yuugi. The other was looking at the crowd dancing together. As Yami looked into the crowd as well, he could see why a light blush dusted Yuugi’s cheeks.

Most people weren’t really dancing there anymore, it was more like having dry sex or something. They were dancing so close it was like they were trying to push into their dance partner. Some guys had lost their shirts somewhere during the evening, and girls were barely wearing anything as it was. People also just switched partners like it was nothing, dancing exactly the same with the new one as they had with the old.

“I think I’ll pass.” He heard Yuugi giggle next to him, “What?” He resisted the urge to pout as Yuugi only laughed harder.

“Well not like that of course…” Yuugi’s voice trailed off, and pleading eyes turned onto crimson depths, “But just normally?”

Yami tried to resist those eyes, but his determination once again crumbled to the ground; there was just no way would he ever refuse those pleading amethyst orbs. “Well… later, okay?”

Yuugi’s pleading face turned into a happy one, and he gave Yami a bright smile, “Yeah, okay!”

They drank and talked for quite some time, and Yami could clearly feel the alcohol starting to work. He’d already had three flugel and some beer – he really hadn’t kept count of that – and he knew he was tipsy, going drunk right now.

Of course, Yuugi wasn’t much better. His usually bright eyes looked slightly dazed and clouded, and he made very random comments. Both boys were having the time of their lives though, and didn’t care very much about getting drunk right now.

Mark the ‘right now’ part here, because they already knew they’d get hangovers in the morning, and would definitely care then.

“Ne Yami-kun? You promised me a dance you know.” Yuugi jumped off the chair he’d been sitting on and grabbed Yami’s hand.

“Aw, but I can’t dance.” Yami pouted, but let Yuugi pull him along. The sight off all those people dancing so close together was suddenly very appealing to him. After all, he’d be dancing with Yuugi.

A very short sensible thought entered his mind at that. Did he like Yuugi more than he should?

Of course in an almost drunk state, this thought was pushed aside very easily for a later time when Yami actually had the time to think about that. Until then, Yami just wanted to have fun.

The first song they danced to was danced apart from each other, like normal friends would do. During the second song, both boys inched closer to each other, and by the time the third song started, Yami was holding Yuugi in his arms, pulling the other closer to him. Yuugi didn’t seem to object though, as his arms were around Yami’s neck.

“Aren’t you hot?” Yuugi’s question had been asked without any wrong thoughts, but after asking it he did see how Yami could take it. “I m-mean, you’re still wearing your jacket and all and it’s pretty hot here and well-“

Yami cut his look-alike off by putting finger on the other’s lips. “I know, Yuugi-kun.” He couldn’t help but smirk at the blush covering Yuugi’s face now. “And yeah, I guess I am hot. Come on.” He pulled Yuugi off the dance floor without second thought, and two walked over to the lobby to put Yami’s jacket away. Yami, still not thinking straight because of the alcohol, simply put the jacket away and turned back to Yuugi.

The shocked face that met his eyes made him blink in wonder. “Yuugi-kun? What’s wrong?”

“Your arms…” Yuugi ran a hand over one of the bruises now very visible there, “What happened?”

Yami’s eyes widened for split-second, his mind working overtime to think of an excuse. He couldn’t exactly tell Yuugi his father had beaten him up because he’d been home late, let alone that it happened on a regular basis. “Nothing, I just got into a fight when walking home.” He gave Yuugi what was hopefully a reassuring smile.

Yuugi still looked concerned at one of the biggest bruises, and Yami started walking back to the dance area of the club, “Coming? Or have you had enough of dancing?”

Yuugi hesitated for a moment, obviously in doubt about Yami’s explanation, but then followed nonetheless.

They danced some more, drank some more, and went totally into a drunken state. As they walked to Yuugi’s apartment together around 3 in the morning, they laughed at practically everything they saw. Even a leaf falling from a tree seemed to be hilarious all of a sudden, and a cat meowing only made it worse.

They luckily reached Yuugi’s house without getting themselves killed – although they did get lost once or twice – and Yuugi opened the door after about three times. Keys suddenly seemed very hard to work, and of course he had to find the right one first too.

“You know, I don’t think you’ll be able to find your way home like this,” Yuugi giggled and leaned against the doorframe for support, “You wanna stay over tonight?”

Yami grinned, “Yuugi, I didn’t know you were that type of guy!” Even in a drunken state Yuugi blushed at that, but laughed too. “But I’d love to. I really don’t have a clue where I live at the moment.”

They walked into the apartment still laughing for no reason at all, and before either of them knew it, they had crashed onto Yuugi’s bed, too tired to argue over who got it and just sharing it – it was a two-person bed anyway. Sleep quickly claimed them, and they went into dreamland within no time.
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A soft groan escaped Yami’s lips as light assaulted his still closed eyes. He tried to turn around, not wanting to wake up quite yet, but something laying half on top of him stopped him. He frowned and tried again, only to receive a groan from whatever was laying on top of him, before it let out a content sigh and snuggled closer.

Yami’s frown deepened, and slowly his eyes opened, only to blink as the bright light met his crimson orbs.

Blinking a couple of times and letting his eyes get used to the brightness in the room, Yami looked down to finally see what was in his arms. His eyes widened slightly as he saw Yuugi snuggled into his chest with a content smile on his face. Not only that, but Yami’s arms were wrapped around the younger’s waist securely so the other couldn’t move away from him.

Brief flashes of last night shot through Yami’s head and the headache he hadn’t felt so far decided to make itself known. Yami groaned again and clenched his eyes, making a mental note that hangover’s sucked and that he never wanted to get drunk again.

The body on top of him moved and stirred slightly. Yami glanced down and looked into sleep-clouded amethyst eyes. Confusion showed in the purple depths for a second as Yuugi saw Yami and noted their position, before realization flashed through them and Yuugi groaned, again burying his head in Yami’s chest.

Yami chuckled despite the throbbing in his head, “I see I’m not the only one with a killer headache.”

Yuugi grunted, before raising his head slightly, “No, remind me why we kept drinking last night.”

Yami thought for a second, but as his headache only got worse, stopped. “I’d love to think about that, but it makes my head hurt too much.” He buried his face in Yuugi’s hair to block out the still far too bright light.

Both suddenly realized completely in what kind of position they were, and blushed – Yuugi much deeper than Yami - before quickly disentangling from each other.

“Sorry, Yami-kun.” Yuugi apologized hastily, bowing his head only to wince at the headache.

“No, it was my fault. I’m the one who should be sorry.” Yami groaned as a new throb hit his head, “Ugh, damned headache.”

“Just be glad neither of us is sick. Come on, I’ll get us some aspirin.” Yuugi crawled off the bed slowly, trying not to make any sudden movements with his head to keep the throbbing to a minimum. Yami followed after him in a similar way.

Yuugi got them both two aspirins and a glass of water, before glancing at the fridge as he gulped the water down and grunting.

“What’s wrong, Yuugi-kun?” Yami put his glass down on the counter and looked at the other questioningly.

“I didn’t get any groceries yesterday so I’m out of food,” Yuugi sighed, “I’ll have to get some before we can have breakfast I’m afraid.”

Yami thought for a second – an action that of course made his head hurt again but he tried to ignore it for now. His father had probably already left for work since it was already 8, Kumiko was probably going to be worried if she woke up and he wasn’t there yet, and he knew they had more than enough food.

“Why don’t you come to my house for breakfast?” he proposed, rubbing his head in an attempt to soothe it.

Yuugi looked at him surprised, “Are you sure, Yami-kun? I wouldn’t want to be a burden or anything.”

Yami shrugged, “We both need breakfast and the easiest way to get it is my place at the moment. Besides,” he grinned, “I know where I live again!”

Yuugi giggled at the triumphant look on Yami’s face, before smiling gratefully, “Thank you, Yami-kun.”

Yami waved it off, “No problem. Now come on.” Both boys quickly grabbed their coats and walked out of the apartment, the still slightly cool morning air soothing both their heads a little as they walked to Yami’s house, talking about what they still knew of last night – which wasn’t a lot. Yami was happy that Yuugi had seemingly forgotten about all the bruises on his arms, as the other hadn’t completely bought the excuse last night.

As soon as Yami opened the door to his house and called that he was home, the sound of someone running down the stairs was heard and Yami was tackle-hugged by Kumiko. Yami winced not only at the pain in his head, but also because of the bruises on his body. Sure, they’d stopped hurting as long as you didn’t touch them, but being tackled didn’t really help.

“Mi-chan! I was so worried when you weren’t there when I woke up and daddy was already gone so I was all alone and…” Kumiko continued to ramble while holding a death grip on Yami.

“Easy Tenshi, I still need to breathe you know,” Yami shot a mild glare at the giggling Yuugi standing next to him, “It’s not funny!”

“Mi-chan? Who’s this?” Kumiko let go and looked at Yuugi curiously. Yuugi looked back at her with a similar look on her face, once more making Yami wonder how much these two really had in common, and how much power Yuugi would have over him.

“This is Mutou Yuugi-kun, the boy I told you about yesterday. This is my little sister Atemu Kumiko,” Yami ruffled Kumiko’s hair, making her giggle in glee, “who just tried to kill me by merely hugging me.”

Kumiko pouted cutely before looking at Yuugi and bowing respectfully, “Nice you meet you, Mutou-san.”

Yuugi smiled, “Just call me Yuugi, Kumiko-chan. And it’s very nice to meet you too. Yami-kun has told me a lot about you.” Kumiko’s face lit up even more at that statement, and she hugged Yami again.

“Tenshi! I really need air!” Yami laughed. Kumiko let go again, and he smiled as the girl pouted, “You had any breakfast yet?”

Kumiko shook her head, not stopping to pout. Her brother was going to feel the guilt and he’d apologize to her like he always did. Then she’d just hug him again and Yami wouldn’t stop her. That’s how it always went… well okay, sometimes it failed but it worked most of the time.

Yami shook his head, “Oh no, not this time! Come on, we’ll go get that breakfast since Yuugi-kun and I haven’t had any either.

Yuugi watched the two siblings with a smile on his face. It was obvious that the two cared very much for each other, and that Yami would do practically anything to protect the younger girl. He just hoped that would never be used against Yami…

“Are you coming, Yuugi-san?” Yuugi looked up to see Kumiko looking at him questioningly, holding her hand out for Yuugi to take. Yuugi smiled at her and took the hand. Kumiko smiled brightly and began to drag him to the kitchen where Yami was already baking eggs for all of them.

“I hope you like eggs?” Yami turned around to face Yuugi with a raised eyebrow. Yuugi just smiled and nodded, before being dragged along again by Kumiko.

Yami chuckled, “Be careful with him Kumiko, you’re going to rip his arm off like that.”

Kumiko giggled, “Well then he just has to come with me.” She let go of Yuugi’s hand nonetheless, and sat down at the dinning table.

Yami just shook his head, a smile still on his face, before finishing with the eggs and sitting down himself next to Yuugi. He handed everyone a plate and started to eat.

Yuugi spend the entire day at Yami’s house that day, until Yami noted that his father was about to come home and tried to desperately get Yuugi out of the house as inconspicuous as possible. By the time Yuugi had grabbed his coat though, the door opened to reveal a pissed off Yoru.

‘Fuck, this is not good. I don’t want Yuugi-kun to know where those bruises really came from.’ Yami was panicking and knew this was not going to end well for him.

“Brat, why didn’t you come home yesterday?!” Yoru stepped closer to Yami and the teen backed off slightly, his eyes showing fear and panic as plain as day. Yuugi, who had been standing next to Yami, looked between the two males worriedly. He didn’t like seeing fear in those usually confident crimson orbs; it just didn’t suit the owner.

“You said you didn’t care when I got home, so…” Yami trailed off at seeing only more anger in his father’s eyes at his excuse.

“So you just don’t come home at all?! You think you can just stay away from home the entire night and get away with it?!” Yoru slapped Yami across the face, seemingly not even noticing Yuugi standing there and watching it all. Kumiko gasped as Yami took a step back at the impact. Her eyes were wide and tears were starting to form in the corners. Yuugi just stared, not believing his eyes.

“Kumiko, go to your room.” Yami wasn’t looking up, but his voice left no room for arguing. Kumiko hesitated for a second, but then ran upstairs as fast as she could. Whatever was going on, Yami obviously didn’t want her to see it, and Yami always knew what was best for her.

“Still trying to protect her? Humpf, maybe I should go after her for once, huh.” Yami didn’t reply, and kept his gaze on the ground, his bangs preventing anyone from seeing his eyes.

“Go to your room and stay there. You’re not going anywhere tonight and if you even dare to show your face down here, there will be heavy consequences.” Yoru passed his son, giving the other a push to get him out of the way, before simply throwing his coat on the ground and walking into the kitchen.

“Y-Yami-kun?” Yami gritted his teeth and looked up into worried amethyst eyes, “Those bruises… they weren’t from a fight, were they?”

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Well I think most can guess what’ll happen next chap, but you’ll have to wait another week to actually see it! *grins* That’s for not missing me, so there. Please Review!