When the Sun Goes Down

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"Jou? Open the door. Please?" Yugi wiggled the doorknob in vain. "I don't know what to do, Yami. I've tried everything. He won't even talk to me."

Yami was leaning on the opposite side of the hall watching the exchange in silence. Something was very wrong with the blonde. He had known that for a while but he still couldn't figure out what to do about it. Sure he had worried that what Yugi had...encouraged would cause their friend some distress but then the other had come around and even seemed to be responding positively to them when he suddenly freaked. It made no sense.

Moving his light gently away from the door Yami did the only thing he could think of. He slammed his shoulder into the door hard enough that the frame protested. "Open this door Katsuya or I'll send the whole damn thing to the Shadow Realm and if that happens then I'm going to beat the holy shit out of you for making us lose our security deposit."

Yugi blinked in surprise. The Pharaoh was pissed. That was the only word for it. He had seen Yami mad before. But he had only seen him truly pissed a few times. The last time was when Ryou had told the duo that he was moving back in with Bakura as soon as he was able. The white haired boy had been laying in a hospital bed with his ribs taped at the time. Yami had stormed out of the room and spent the next three hours searching for the tomb robber. God only knew what could have happened if he had ever found the other. He winced as Yami's shoulder hit the door with another loud thump.

"You're going to hurt yourself" came a muffled shout from the other room.

"Not if you open the door" Yugi reasoned. "Yami, stop it."

"That door is opening one way or another. He opens it, I knock it down or it goes the way of the Shadows. Last chance Katsuya." When no answer came the dark made the choice himself and raised his hand.

"Wait!" Jou threw his hands up as he opened the door only to find Yami on the other side with the same look on his face as when he was dueling. "It's open! It's open!"

"See Yami. Compromises do work." Yugi grinned wildly as he wedged his foot in the door to keep his friend from being able to shut it again. You have to love boots he thought.

Yami however decided he had enough. He reached out and grabbed the others arm, dragging him towards the front door. "I'm a Pharaoh, I don't have to compromise."

"What the hell?"

"We're going to see Ryou. I want to know what's happening and the only way that will happen is to find Malik. Ryou is the only one who might know where he is."

Yugi shook his head. "Bakura will never let us talk to him."

"Hikari, you're acting as if he's going to be given a choice."


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Ryou growled in the back of his throat and kicked at Malik as the blonde once again attempted to circle around him. "Leave me alone."

"You're just mad because they'll never love you the way I do."

"That doesn't even make any sense." He lashed out again as Malik attempted to drag him off the couch in the living room and into the bedroom. "Stop it. I'm sore which means there is no way in hell I'm going to bunk with you and Marik. For-get-it. Want me to repeat that in Arabic for you blondie?"

"I'd like to see you try, Angel. Hmm...If Bakura is Lucy, does that make you Lucifer's Angel?"

"If you start singing I swear I will kick your dumb blonde ass out of my house."

"You never let me have any fun." Malik dropped his head to peek out through sandy locks at Ryou. "Come on Angel. It's not like you've never had sex before. How is this different than any of the other times? Marik's missed you."

Ryou smirked. The only thing Marik missed was fucking someone who didn't get off on pain. Not that Ryou was complaining. After all he was used to being the odd one out. It was the way his life always seemed to be. Left alone or left out. Except when someone wanted something.

Malik managed to get behind the distracted man and loop his arms around his shoulders to drag him backwards over the side of the couch. The other pouted too much. It just wasn't attractive. A sudden pain in his foot forced him to let go of his not so willing captive. "That hurt."

"Good. Why can't you three just take no for an answer?"

"What's the fun in that? Now come on. I'm horny and I want to fuck."

Ryou was interrupted from replying as the front door opened. He turned, his lips parting in surprise as he saw who was there.

"Malik." Jou froze as lavender eyes glanced towards him. His breath caught in his throat and he let out a pained groan. He knew he would have to face the other eventually but he hadn't expected it to be that day. He had no warning. No time to prepare himself.

Malik tipped his head to the side. "What the hell is wrong with him?"

"That's what we want to know."

Ryou shook his head. "You have to go. All of you. Bakura and Marik are here and they'll be pissed if..."

"Let them be." Yami stalked forward invading the white haired mans personal space. "Something's going on with Jou and we aren't leaving until we find out what. This all started when Malik decided to play with something he had no idea how to use. I want to know what you did and I'm not leaving until I do."

Malik smiled, looking for all the world like the light he was. "I would but you see I don't think they'd like that very much."

"Yami!" Yugi struggled to break free as Marik grabbed his arms and forced them behind his back at an uncomfortable angle. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Bakura shove Jou to the floor, straddling his back to keep him down and pinning his arms under the weight of his own body.

Ryou took a step back effectively moving himself out of Yami's reach in case he decided to retaliate. He tried to urge Malik to do the same with a gentle tug on his shirt but the blonde was confidant that he was safe. After all it was two against one and they had hostages.

Crimson eyes flashed dangerously. A flash of color alerted him to the fact that one of the lights was standing within grabbing distance. He wasn't sure which one but it didn't really matter. He spun and wrapped a handful of long hair around his fist. He tugged hard and forced the other in front of him and wrapped his other arm around Malik's chest, trapping his arms. "Your move."

Malik bit his lower lip, throwing a pouty look at his dark. "He's hurting me."

"Not badly enough" Marik replied jerking Yugi's arms up higher. Yugi rose to his toes trying to take some of the strain off his shoulders.

Yami yanked Malik's head back, using his hair as leverage. The moan he got in response sounded anything but pained. "A deal then. I'll let your light go if you let mine go. Jou as well."

"I don't know" Bakura leaned forward. "I always wanted a pet."

Stalemate. Neither side was willing to back down. Ryou sighed. "What is it you want to know?"

"Why Jou's been acting the way he has."

"Is that all?" Malik went limp. It was no fun to be teased if nothing good was going to come out of it. "Let me guess. You walk into the room and he goes bleary eyed. Anything you want and he agrees to. Am I right?"

"Mostly."

"He's enthralled dumb fuck." Marik bit out. For supposedly being a god on Earth Atemu could be dumb as a rock at times. "He served you in Egypt. He didn't remember that in this life though. No reason for him to. Except Malik broke the seal on his memories. We had to in order to get to him. You have the Rod now. He serves you again. You should be happy. If you ever figure out how to use the thing you could have a whole palace of slaves at your command."

Yami paled. He had been sure that Malik had done something to cause all this but if Marik could be trusted, which was hard to accept, then even though the blondes had started it Yami himself was the one causing it continue. He was the one forcing his friend to do things he would never have done otherwise.

"Got to hand it to you though" Malik panted "He's a hard one to break. You must have done something good to get him to bow to you."

Something like convince him that even though he had Mai, Yugi and I could teach him things he would never learn with her. Something like promise him that if he just gave in to me he'd never be alone again.

Jou managed to lift his head to stare in disbelief at his long time friend. The night he had spent with Yami all those months ago. The night that was supposed to make up for all the things he had been forced to do while under Malik and Marik's control. That's what had caused all this. That was the reason he found himself staring after the look alike's. The reason why...He bucked suddenly. He could fight back. Nothing was stopping him except himself. He needed to get away. Away from all of them. Just for a little while. Just long enough to think things through. Except Bakura was too damn heavy. Not like Yami or Yugi. The blonde could easily have over powered either of the smaller males. He panicked. And the sound of sand filled his ears.

Bakura rose to his feet. The mutt had struggled for a few moments before suddenly going still. In the moment before the blonde gave in the thief could have sworn he could smell the heat baked scent of his homeland. "What the hell did you do to him Pharaoh?"

Marik released his captive as well and let the young light rush to his friends side. "Something good. Something very good."

Yami loosened his grip enough for Malik to move away. Not something good He thought. Something very bad.

Ryou dared to leave his place by the far wall. He had almost made it past Yami when he stopped. "This has gone too far. Malik you have to tell him."

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To molest the younger Kaiba or to continue living. That was the decision facing the dice master. Mokuba had given up on the code he had been working on and was currently sitting on the desk swinging his legs idly with a stick of pocky hanging out of his mouth. Otogi mentally shrugged. You only lived once. Besides he knew his friend and when Seto found out what he was planning he was bound to die a quick, if not exactly painless, death.

Mokuba lifted his head when Otogi moved towards him. He wasn't expecting the other to open his mouth and take the last small bite of his sweet away. The feel of those soft lips against his snapped Mokuba back to his senses and he went to lean away. He didn't get far however.

Otogi followed the Kaiba heir. He only had one place to go. Back against the desk. Spread out under him. Wide blue eyes stared up at him. Otogi raised his head slightly, his lips still brushing the others with every soft word. "I just want to taste you. That's okay right? You know I won't hurt you."

"I...Seto..."

"Hmm. Yeah I'd love to have Seto here too but one step at a time." He caught Mokuba's lips again this time allowing his hunger to rise. He tasted like sugar and icing. Otogi urged his mouth open with gentle nips.

Caught in the moment the dark haired teen was shocked to find himself responding to the pleasure coursing through his body. Otogi coaxed his tongue into a quick battle for control but the hand sliding down his side then back up under his shirt had Mokuba giving up the fight quickly. He wasn't aware of the rumbling purr the older had drawn from him for the second time that day.

His skin was as soft as Otogi has thought it would be. He allowed his hand to stray downwards again this time holding onto Mokuba's hip. He gave up the kiss long enough to push the shorted hair away from Mokuba's neck before he took to the task of marking the others pale skin.

Otogi's lips in his neck sucking and the hand on his hip urging him to move soon had Mokuba arching up trying to swallow the whimpers of lust he wanted to make. He could feel the others hardness through his jeans and he wanted nothing more than to slide against him. Every dirty thought he had ever had about his brothers friend was running through his mind. "Pleasepleaseplease...I need...I want to...please!"

Just the words tumbling from those lips was enough to drive Otogi mad. He sucked harder as he started to rock in time with the others thrusts. He wanted to watch Mokuba's face as he came. Too many nights he had woken up hard and frustrated from the idea. Of course he hadn't ever dreamed that he would be laying across his friends desk when it happened. On his knees in the Kaiba Corp elevator with Mokuba's jeans pushed down. His mouth covering the other as his fingers worked their way into the younger ones heat. In his own office, sitting in his chair thrusting into that tightness as Mokuba straddled him. Even in the bedroom as he stroked and teased the other to completion. But whatever worked. "Come for me Mokuba. I know you can. I want you to. You want to. I can feel it."

Harsh pants tore their way out of him as the husky voiced words sunk in. Mokuba dug his fingers into Otogi's shoulders. "I can't...I can't...Oh gods please!"

Despite the protesting whine or maybe because of it Otogi raised slightly, his hand fumbling at the zipper for a moment before freeing Mokuba's cock and wrapping his hand around it, stroking with the rhythm Mokuba set. "I want to watch. I want to feel it. Do it now. Come for me."

Mokuba tossed his head back as the edges of his vision blurred. He couldn't help the pleasured cries as he found his release.

Otogi raised his hand watching as stormy blue eyes began to focus again before licking the creamy essence from his fingers. The blush that spread across Mokuba's cheeks was priceless.

"Well," A deep, rich voice filled the room. "That was entertaining. Otogi, I want to talk to you. Little brother, go clean up."

The business owner stood and followed Seto from the office trying not to limp. The thought crossed his mind that he hadn't come yet but watching the way the CEO's pants molded to him Otogi wasn't sure if it was a good thing or not. Kiss me or kill me but at least let me come first.

"What the hell was that" Mokuba wondered aloud to the empty room.