We build and then we break

We build and then we break

Chapter 4

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Jou hadn’t thought too closely on his plans towards reuniting Yuugi and Yami before either of them went insane. He had a basic idea of what he wanted to do, but wasn’t completely sure how to make it work.

Well, scratch that. He knew there wasn’t much needed in order to get Yuugi or Yami to compile with his idea. All he needed to do is get a lot of beer, lie to Yuugi and Yami and make sure they showed up at the same place at the same time without any means of freedom from one another. Sadly, it would also cause them to confide their anger and sadness towards one another. Something that Yami didn’t do often was express his feelings to anyone. Yuugi had always been the listener in their bond, taking in his other’s problems and expressing methods to cope or deal with issues. However, Yami hadn’t had his outlet in over five years. It was a wonder that he hadn’t forced anyone into a dark game in years.

Jou sighed heavily, running his hands through his unruly blond hair. He was at a complete loss over Yuugi’s predicament. He needed to get a hold of Yami and find out everything that happened between them in the past.

Laying on his side, Jou lazily dialed his best friend’s darker side, allowing it to ring for a few moments. After around thirteen rings, Jou felt his annoyance grow heavily. It wasn’t normal for Yami’s phone to ring this long. However, moments later a hoarse voice answered, annoyed.

“What the hell do you want, mutt? Is your master not around to keep you tied up?”

Jou fought the urge to punch his fist through Seto’s wall. He knew that his lover would castrate him for breaking his precious paper-thin walls. The person on the phone annoyed him more than anything after all; it was a surprise that he would answer a phone that Yami owned.

“Fuck off, Thief. I need to talk to Yami.”

A chuckle echoed through the line as Akefia’s sinister voice replied. “His fucking majesty isn’t here. He went out in hopes of getting drunk.”

“Damn! I wanted to talk to him about Yuugi.”

The mentioning of Yuugi triggered something in the thief’s voice. It seemed as if he was curious.

“What about the midget?”

Ignoring the midget comment, Jou yawned suddenly. “Yuugi’s in town again and he hates Yami. I don’t know what happened to them that long ago. I just really need to talk to Yami’s stupid ass.”

Akefia took a moment to think through Jou’s jumbled mess of a response, He was excited and surprised at Yuugi’s return. He hadn’t seen Yuugi in a bit and curiously wondered what happened to him. Why return to where your other half was unless they wanted to meet with one another. He shook his head returning to the phone call.

“I’m sure the pharaoh would appreciate your nickname for him. Nevertheless, I don’t know when he’s going to be back. He left his cell phone here and threatened my life if I answered it.”

“But you did answer it, idiot.”

“That I did. I don’t care what that damn pharaoh says, I just pay half of the rent here, and that doesn’t include listening to him.”

Jou couldn’t help the roll of his eyes. Akefia annoyed the hell out of him and everyone.

“Whatever, Akefia.” Can you tell him to call me back?”

“Nope, I got plans, Mutt. I’m going out.”

Before Jou was able to respond, the phone line went dead.

He threw his phone down, angered and at a loss of what to do. He sighed heavily, closing his eyes in deep thought.

It was back to the drawing board.

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Yuugi found himself at a loss for his storyline. He hadn’t been able to write in a while. He leaned against his desk, annoyed as hell.

Returning to Domino had added stress to his life that left his creativity in the dust. Stress and creativity do not mix at all. He wondered if there was a need for another round of beer. That was the only thing he was able to use for a distraction needed to write his novel.

However, tonight the alcohol wasn’t working and his heart ached heavily. Ever since he had thought about it and had confided his problems with Jou, the pain grew. His sanity continued to slip by with each passing second. Nothing was working with him today. He felt tempted to go out but didn’t want to be alone.

Moments later, the familiar tune of his cell phone jostled him from his reverie. Curiously, he picked up the phone and answered it quickly.

“Hello?”

“Hey, midget. I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that you’re back in town.”

Yuugi blinked a few moments, taking in the voice of his friend.

“You know I didn’t want to come back but with grandpa’s health and all I need to stay here.” He paused, sitting on his bed. “So what’s up, Akefia?”

The deep voice on the other end of the line became light hearted and laughed. “I was wondering what you thought about having a few drinks tonight?”

“I’m in. You don’t have to twist my arm to persuade me, Akefia.”

“Meet you at Tori’s Tex-Mex in fifteen minutes?”

“Sure, I’ll see you then.” With that, Yuugi hung up the phone, grinning happily. He finally had a distraction to take away his pain.

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Music played throughout the restaurant, a mix of oldies and light pop rock tunes echoing through the small establishment. It wasn’t busy granted it was a Saturday night and there was basketball on television.

Ryou sighed, cleaning a few glasses behind the bar. He leaned against the counter, conversing with one of his few friends left in town.

“Yami, what’s going on? I know something is wrong.” He set his glass and towel aside, gazing at his spiky-haired friend with worry.

Yami sighed heavily, tapping his fingers against the bar top. He gazed at his friend through his glasses, a frown marring his features.

“Yuugi’s back in town.”

Brown eyes widened a bit. “Oh yeah? Have you told him yet?”

Yami shook his head, closing his eyes for the moment. “No, I haven’t had the chance to. You know how stubborn Yuugi is. We aren’t on the best of terms… I guess you could say.”

Ryou nodded silently, turning his attention towards a few colorful bottles of liquors. “Hmm, I’m not surprised, Yami.” He started pouring different bottles of liquor into shaker, mixing them all together and pouring them into a glass. “I’ve talked to Yuugi a few times in the past few years. From what’s going on in his head, I can see why you both aren’t on the best of terms.”

Ryou gave the drink to a waiter, turning his attention to Yami once more. Yami lifted his head up from his arms, sighing heavily. “What has he told you, Ryou? I need to know what is bothering my hikari.”

The white-haired man smirked a little, settling his arms against the counter. “Yami, I don’t think it’s something I should speak of. Yuugi will tell you when he wants to.”

The crimson-eyed man sighed, raising a brow at his friend. “I won’t interrogate you further, Ryou. Can you make me a drink before I have to go home and deal with Akefia?”

“Alright, but no one than four. You know the regulations the boss has put on his employees.”

Yami snorted a bit, fighting the urge to laugh. It was his own doing for this rule. It had been a year or two ago when he had a bad relapse from his and Yuugi’s separation. It was around the time Yuugi started drinking excessively just as he had.

“Yes, I’m aware of that, Ryou. I should know it was my own damn fault.” He pulled his glasses off, cleaning the lenses with the hem of his black t-shirt.

Ryou laughed at his friend, grabbing a glass from the rack above him. “Alright, what can I get ya?”

He shrugged in response. “I don’t care as long as it’s strong and isn’t some bitch drink.”

Ryou nodded, holding back a grin as he pulled out a bottle of tequila, filling a shot glass for his distraught friend.

Upon seeing the drink, Yami gulped slightly. He didn’t do well with tequila. The alcohol content of his fucked with his mind in a mere shot or more. He became angry and easily taunted. Raising a brow at his roommate’s light, he visibly paled.

“Are you kidding me with this, Ryou? You know what type of havoc could rise with that shit in my system?”

Smirking at his friend, Ryou set a lime and the shot next to his friend, shrugging lightly.

“Well, I figured you would need it. Kura’ just text me and said that he and Yuugi were on their way here.”

When he heard Yuugi’s name in the same sentence with Akefia, the pharaoh’s eyes were wide as saucers. His natural protectiveness for Yuugi kicked in as he growled, natural possessiveness overriding his protective nature towards Yuugi.

“What the hell is MY hikari doing with your thief?”

Ryou motioned for Yami to take the shot, offering to explain in return. The once pharaoh shook his head, awaiting the thief’s light to respond.

“Yami, you and Bakura, I mean Akefia really need to get over this rivalry you both have. You both dated for a while after Yuugi left and then it ended. I mean, can’t you both find neutral grounds to make peace?”

“I don’t have a problem with Akefia necessarily otherwise I wouldn’t live with him. I don’t like the fact that he’s taking my hikari out to a bar.”

Ryou shook his head, hair moving as he did so. “Well, I suggest that you take your shot because they’re walking in the door right now.”

His brows knitted in confusion as he watched Akefia aka Bakura walk into the bar, holding the door open for Yuugi. They both laughed at something obviously amusing. Quickly he grabbed the shot glass, taking the strong shot in one hit. He dropped the glass onto the counter with a heavy thud face contorted in agony.

“Here, suck on the lime; it will help with the aftertaste.” Ryou suggested, motioning towards the fruit.

“Fine.”

Yami took the lime and sucked on it for a moment, tossing it into his shot glass. His heart skipped a beat upon seeing Yuugi. Alternatively, more so as to what Yuugi was wearing. The hikari of the pharaoh stood in a pair of tight fitting black jeans and a black v-neck shirt and black leather boots. He seemed so indifferent minus the fact that his hair remained an unassuming black, cropped to the roots. However, his eyes held the same pair of glasses that Yami himself wore, dull amethyst eyes peering through the thick lenses.

He managed to keep his cool, gazing at his light and his roommate sitting next to him.

Akefia smirked at Yami, rolling his eyes. He motioned towards Yuugi, showing that it wasn’t his idea to come there.

Yami merely rolled his eyes as Ryou walked over to Yuugi and Akefia.

“Akefia!” Ryou smiled at his darkness, earning a glare and witty hello. He then turned his attention upon Yuugi, smiling. “Yuugi! I’ve missed you so much! It’s great to have you back in Domino after…. Uh… how many years has it been?”

“It’s been five years, Ryou.” Yuugi muttered darkly. He hadn’t realized that Yami was there until after he sat down. His heart tugged towards his left where the darkness of his soul sat, staring intently at his still form.

“Oh, wow… Five years… So uh… Can I get you anything to drink?”

Yuugi looked at his hands, never looking up once towards Ryou. He sighed heavily speaking softly. “I’ll have a pineapple upside down.”

Nodding towards the dark-haired man, Ryou set out to make the mixed drink with a smile on his lips.

All the while, Akefia couldn’t keep his grin off his face. He started laughing a bit, hitting Yuugi on the arm playfully.

“Bitch drinks, Yuugi? What the fuck happened to the crazy drunk pole dancing version of you I saw last year at your twenty-second birthday party?”

Yuugi blushed a bit, nudging his friend in the side, showing little remorse for his action.

“I need something to calm my nerves and get me buzzed faster, dumb ass.” Yuugi mumbled taking the glass into his hand moments after Ryou made it.

“Leave him alone, Akefia. Let him drink what he wants.”

Akefia smirked, drinking from his Shiner Bock. “Whatever, landlord. I merely brought him out to get that stick out of his ass so he can have some fun tonight.”

“Stop calling me landlord! We don’t share a body anymore!”

Akefia ignored him and drank his own beer without another word. Yuugi merely ignored everyone as he started downing his drinks one by one.

Yami just stared at them, confused and jealous. He wanted to keep taking shots and get a bit of his backbone in order to speak with Yuugi.

“Ryou, I want a Bud Light now!” Yuugi exclaimed, red flush from all the alcohol in his system.

Nodding once, the bartender laid down a bottle in front of Yuugi, turning his attention to Yami.

“Anything else, Yami? I’ll allow more than four considering…” He motioned towards Yuugi and Akefia.

“Yeah, I’ll take a shot of sex with an alligator.”

Yuugi raised a brow at his other half, gazing drunkenly at him.

“Since when the hell did you like shots like that?”

Crimson eyes widened a bit, finding amethyst eyes landing upon him. His brows knitted in confusion as to how or why Yuugi simply gazed at him almost stupidly.

“Since I started drinking like you do, Yuugi.” He retorted, hoping to end the conversation quickly.

However, the conversation wasn’t going to end any time soon.

“Nice one coming from a heartbreaker.”

“Excuse me? What the hell are you implying, Yuugi?”

The man didn’t seem jostled at all by his other’s deep voice. He simply rolled his shoulders, replying quickly in clipped tone.

“You heard me, Yami. You’re a fucking heart breaker!” He paused, as tears started to roll down his face. “You broke my heart five years ago.”

Yami didn’t know what to say. He got off his barstool, standing face-to-face with his hikari, their eyes meeting each other’s. “What are talking about Yuugi? I never rejected you. You left me. I haven’t stopped loving you since you left.”

Yuugi didn’t say anything; he merely sat there, eyes wide in his alcohol-induced state. He didn’t make a move as the pharaoh leaned forward, wrapping an arm around Yuugi’s thin waist, drawing the man into a desperate kiss.

Yami licked softly at Yuugi’s bottom lip, pleading for entrance. He didn’t receive access at first, finding that the younger of the two wasn’t registering the kiss.

He pulled away slowly, but found himself pushed back into the kiss by Yuugi’s own grasp. Yuugi’s tongue plunged into the depths of Yami’s dark cavernous mouth, searching through every crevice in search of his other’s tongue.

Once found, the tongues molded around one another, fighting in a battle of never ending dominance. Neither would give up, as they were the king of games. However, the need to breathe soon set in as Yami pulled away, gazing at Yuugi.

The pharaoh’s hikari blinked a little, his lips rosy red from their kiss. His eyes widened as reality set in. He shook a bit, feeling scared as everything fell into place, reality of the situation falling in place.

Yuugi threw down a fifty-dollar bill, running out of the restaurant in flash. He didn’t know what to think.

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To be continued…

Bakura will be known as Akefia since I’m not fond of calling him Bakura.