Tegami

Tegami*

Summary: The End
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Sorry for the lack of Lemon. *smiles* But this is the sweetest fic I’ve ever written.

Author’s Note: And it’s finished. Three fictions for you, my very supportive fans, in matter of weeks. I loved writing all three and I hope you’ve truly enjoyed all three. I’d like to thank everyone for taking the time to read and for just, reviewing! You don’t know how much your comments spurred me on!
But, I must tell you all, What other tales are there to tell? Perhaps I’ll come back with a little picture into the after math. Perhaps a spring time date or a summer fun feature, but for now, *blows kiss* I must say Adieu! I want you all to know, if it weren’t for you, TRULY these fics would not have happened. I will be honest, I’m not even that big of a YGO fan…but doing this...writing these...I read your reviews and MY heart swells. To know that I give you feeling…that you feel what I’m trying to put out there, that is the greatest gift you could give me…and so…here it is. Finally…

My Gift to You*

Ryou stood in front of his locker, sorrow swirling in his heart. It’d been three days since the failed meeting at the bridge and he hadn’t received one letter.

He clutched the medallion at his neck and slipped a note into his own locker, hoping his admirer was still interested enough to even pick it up.

The boy sighed and went to his next class, unaware of the crystal blue eyes watching him depart.

**

Dartz held the note in his hand, wondering what it said. It simply wasn’t something written on paper, but a letter, complete with a pale blue envelope. A tiny crown sticker was over the seal and on the front, written in English were the words, “For You”.

The boy ran his fingers over the surface, wondering if he should even bother. After the failed meeting, he’d lost all his confidence and was now wallowing in his own self loathing.

Surely Ryou wasn’t still interested, was he? Dartz shook his head and excused himself to the bathroom, the letter hidden in his school jacket.

Dartz went in the far stall and locked the door. Sitting down on the toilet he opened the letter carefully, slowly unfolding the contents. The letter was written on snowflake stationary and had a chibi bunny at the bottom left hand corner with a red scarf.

This made him smile. Ryou does remind me of a snow bunny some how…

He took a deep breath and began reading.

Dearest Admirer,

I’m sorry I missed our meeting. I lost track of time, but that isn’t an excuse. This whole week, I’ve been feeling sorrow and I think I know why.

I’m in love with you.

You may just be letters right now, but I can feel your soul in every word you write. It is kind, caring, warm, romantic…all the things some one should have in a lover. You’re also intelligent, you switched easily between Japanese and English with your letters, and very chivalric.

Many people would say that this is a bad thing, but I must admit, you do more than stroke my ego. You get at the core of my heart and no one has done that for a very long time.

I haven’t received any more letters so I thought I’d send you one. I’d like to try again if you’re willing.

Same bridge, same time, same snow. The only difference is, this time I’ll get to see your smile.

I’ll be wearing an interesting hat, as well as your gift to me. I’ll be giving a gift to you tonight, so please, grant my request?

Yours,

Ryou

The youth stared at the letter, mouth slightly agape. He still wants to see me! Me!

He jumped off the seat and pumped his fist. “YES!” He shouted, startling someone in the other stall.

The senior quieted down and exited the bathroom, feeling high.

****

Ryou smiled as he saw his former house mates all had lunches. He’d heard from Marik that Malik had begun to partially take over his role and was even beginning to enjoy it, especially when Malik learned he could then bestow even more affection on his reluctant yami.

Marik took the note out of his lunch and sighed. It was signed with a kiss. Malik had been wearing glitter lip gloss. The yami shook his head as Yugi took the note, reading it.

“A super lunch for my super star! I love you Yami-chan! Your Desert Fox, Malik!” Yugi laughed as he saw the way it was signed. “This is cute!”

Malik beamed and Otogi kissed his temple. “I wish I could have notes!”

The Egyptian cupped the Dice King’s cheeks. “But you get so much more when we get home…” He whispered in Otogi’s ear. “I bought a new outfit…”

The boy’s face flushed and his eyes glazed over. “Yeah?”

Malik scratched under his chin and the boy purred. “Who luvs yew?”

Bakura sat down. “Stop that shit you freaks. I know what you do!”

Malik giggled and waited for Bakura to open his lunch. The thief rolled his eyes and handed the note over to an eager Yugi, who read it just as Seto was sitting down.

“I hope you seize the day, just like I hope to seize that hot ass of yours. Smooches, Malik.”

Seto quirked an eyebrow and took his bento apart. “’Seize that hot ass’? What are you doing when I drop you off Bakura?”

The white haired thief scowled as his cheeks turned pink. “Nothing. Shut the fuck up!”

The CEO took out his chop sticks. “We’ll talk later.”

Otogi escaped Malik’s spell for a second. “Does that mean –”

Malik taped his cheek. “What have we learned!?”

The boy rubbed the back of his head. “Nevermind…”

Ryou laughed at everyone’s antics, the night already on his mind. He had cleared his entire schedule and planned to do his homework early. Nothing was going to stop him tonight.

Yami happened by the table and waved to Yugi. “Aibou, Grandpa called. He said he’s spending the night over…ah…his friend’s house…”

The chibi made a face. “EW! Yami! I’m eating!”

“Look, when he called me you don’t wanna know what I heard! I can’t even eat lunch right now –” The Pharaoh yelped as Amelda came by and took a handful of rear.

“Let’s jet Slaveboy!”

Yami turned crimson and followed Amelda all the same, breathily replying. “Yes ‘Melda…”

Everyone looked at each other and Ryou spoke up. “I didn’t need to see that.”

They all laughed and got down to business, eating.


From across the cafeteria, Dartz watched Ryou, the night already on his mind as well. He was barely listening to Raphael until the boy shook his arm.

“Are you listening Dartz? I’m being like, serious!”

The boy turned his attention back. “Yes, what is it?”

“Well...remember that guy who was at your dinner party? The one my parents dragged me along to?”

“Yes. Which man?”

“The American with long white hair? He said…he said would I be interested in being ‘Kept”.”

Dartz nearly spit out the bottled water he was drinking. “Raphael, my goodness! Crawford!?”

The blond waved his hands. “Keep it down! Geez!”

“He wanted to what?” Dartz leaned in, “Keep you?”

“He was like, yeah you could be my pet and I’d feed you and clothe you and let you have a hefty allowance! He was like, I’m going to be in Japan for a while and when I leave you come stay with me at my estate.”

The long haired youth just stared, unsure what to say. “Raph…I…he wants to keep you? Do you want to go? God, he probably wants you as a sex slave!”

The blond looked away shyly. “I dunno…he seemed pretty nice. He said he’d let me graduate first…”

Dartz just stared. And I thought tonight was going to be challenging…

****

Bakura gasped, letting his tears fall as Seto thrust in and out of him. The CEO had his hands on either side of his face and was trying to concentrate on his pleasure.

“And –and –and –Harder SETO!” Bakura arched up, sniffling. “He won’t come home…” He moaned suddenly, reaching up to pull the boy down in a kiss. “I miss him –Uhn!”

Seto continued to pound him and soon enough Bakura came, crying out the boy’s name.

When they were finished, Bakura lay there, letting Seto kiss him and caress him.

“Well Angel, you weren’t treating him right. He’s fine, I told you he’s fine.”

Bakura nodded and blinked, looking into Seto’s blue eyes. “What’d you call me?”

“Angel…” the youth whispered, kissing Bakura again. The thief pulled back a little, stopping Seto’s hand as it went below his waist.

“Kaiba…”

The brunette kissed him again. “It’ll be okay. You’re the one who wanted to…I’m all worked up now. Don’t say no.”

“You always say that…” Bakura let himself be kissed and didn’t object when Seto began stroking his manhood back to life. “Seto, can’t we stop just for a while…”

The boy was nipping his ears, already sliding back on top of the pale skinned thief. “Can’t…meeting soon…”

“”Kay…” Bakura spread his legs and let it happen, passion over riding his thought process.

Afterwards, he watched Seto get dressed, laying in the queen sized bed feeling cold. “I want you to stay.”

“Can’t.” He adjusted his tie and went over to the bed. “He’s fine Angel…”

Bakura blushed a little. “Don’t.”

“My Holy Rose.”

Bakura turned crimson. “Don’t I said.”

The brunette laughed. “Anything I say gets you hot. You’ll have to wait till I get home though…”

The thief cursed softly and kissed his boyfriend. “If you’re late you won’t even get to cop a feel.”

“We’ll see. We both know you have trouble saying no.”

Bakura laughed. “Just tell me where he is.”

“My place, the city…” Seto couldn’t say no to those eyes. Although Bakura didn’t have a devastating puppy look, his level stare had just enough of “Please Baby Please” in it to make the CEO break down. And Bakura knew it.

“Can I go over and see him?”

“Bakura…”

Again, the look.

“He said he didn’t want me to –”

“Seto…” the boy breathed, grinning evily. He pulled the boy close by his tie. “Seto…Oooo Seto please?” He said, staring right in the boy’s eyes.

The brunette swallowed, feeling his pants grow tight. “I –I…the driver will take you there.”

Bakura pushed him away roughly and went to retrieve his boxers. “Thanks. You’re such a bitch Kaiba.”

The boy fixed his tie. “You’re getting it when I get back. No refusals allowed.” He pulled Bakura to him and nipped his neck.

“Mrrr…” Bakura leaned back, smiling with his eyes closed. “Get away.”

**

Ryou was brushing his hair for the hundredth time and adjusting his clothes. He wanted everything to go perfectly. He heard the door bell and went to go answer it, puzzled.

He opened the door and was shocked to find Bakura there. “Yami?”

“Yes. The one and the same. You’ve been a bad little hikari, running from me.” He leaned in and gave Ryou a kiss on the mouth. “Are you wearing cologne?”

Ryou blushed and held his cheeks. “Is it too strong?”

“No. It smells nice. Going out?”

The boy nodded fast, turning a darker shade of red. Bakura let himself in and looked around.

“Hm. Kaiba let you live here?”

“yes…Yami, I have to go soon!”

Bakura turned, looking pissed. “Yeah, where too? You’d better be some sort of Male escort!”

“Bakura, Yami, please! I have my own life –ah!”

The thief pulled him close, checking under Ryou’s collar and sniffing his neck. “Yeah? Since when you bitch? Who have you been with!?”

Ryou tired to pull away. “No one Yami! Please! I’m still a virgin please!”

“I’m your yami Ryou! ME!” He shoved Ryou into a wall and the boy brought his hands to his chest, turning away when Bakura pressed against him.

“You know...you haven’t in a while…”

The boy tensed. “please yami please don’t…I don’t want to…”

“Heard you gave ‘em to the Pharaoh free of charge. You little whore…”

Ryou looked at him. “Yami don’t. I have to –Yami!”

Bakura pinned him to the wall and started rubbing up against him. “I still love you. I do! I love Seto, but you’ll always be the one Ryou! You understand?”

Ryou cried out, shaking his head. “BAKURA STOP!” He pushed the boy away strong, holding himself. “Get out.”

“What?”

“You’re being awful to me! Why do you think I left!? I’m not your sex toy! I love you too, but not that way! Never that way!”

Bakura just stared and Ryou continued. “Between you and everyone always bullying me and my father –I can’t take it! That’s why I left! You were hurting me!”

The thief just looked away. “I miss you…”

“So you come over here and do this?” He slapped Bakura across the face and the boy flinched. “No Bakura! I don’t understand you! You’re like…like a bad dog…” Ryou shook his head. “I tried to show you affection, but all you do is bite me! Stop biting Bakura! Let me love you, let me show you how it’s supposed to be! Let Seto show you!”

The thief started crying and went to hug Ryou who welcomed the embrace. “You’re all I have!”

“No, you’ve got everyone. Especially me. I’m always here, I’m just not in the neighborhood now. Okay?”

“I miss You!”

He rubbed the boy’s back. “I know…”

“I’m sorry!” the boy said still crying. “I don’t know why I do that. I’m sorry.”

Ryou rocked the boy back and forth, his eyes on the clock. It was eight thirty. “Bakura? Please, I have to get ready again. Please go home? Or go to Seto’s. Ask him to hold you, not to fuck.”

Bakura sniffled and nodded, backing away. “I’m sorry.”

“it’s okay Bakura.”

The thief wiped his face and left, muttering he was sorry. Ryou sighed and pulled at his shirt.

Now I have to change…

****

Dartz stood at the bridge, constantly looking around every five seconds or so. He didn’t want to miss it this time, not this time. He checked his watch. It was already ten after, but he’d wait. He’d wait all night this time.

He ran his hands through his hair and held out his hand, catching some snow flakes. He truly did love this weather.

Snow was quiet and beautiful. It let you imagine the possibilities. Dartz smiled.

Just like Ryou…

**

Ryou escaped the car and rushed towards the bridge, his bunny cap on his head, his bangs in his eyes. The ears flopped around as he began a slow jog, coming to the bridge finally. He stopped when he saw a figure standing in the snow.

His palms were out and a smile was spread across his face.

He loves the snow too…

Dartz tossed the gathered flakes back into the air, laughing as some came down on his face. He didn’t notice there was someone on the bridge until he caught movement out of the corner of his eye.

That’s when he saw him. Dressed in faded blue jeans and a beige pea coat that hit just above his knees, Ryou was smiling.

To Dartz, it was like the sun shining in the middle of the night. He then noticed the hat on Ryou’s head. It was a soft blue and had two ears to either side of Ryou’s head. He grinned.

“Snow Bunny!” he called.

Ryou walked over, still smiling. “Yeah…” he said blushing. “Are…are you…”

Dartz pointed to his dark blue scarf. “I said I’d be wearing it right?”

The boy nodded and reached in his coat to pull out his necklace. “And…this…”

“yes.” The looked at each other and the taller boy could not tear his eyes away from Ryou’s and vice versa.

“Your eyes…” the white haired boy answered. “They’re so…blue…like crystal…”

“Hm…” Dartz stepped closer to Ryou and the boy blushed harder. The taller boy leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips, causing the boy to gasp in suprise.

“they’re soft…just like –”

“Just like roses…”

They stared at each other again and Ryou giggled, holding his cheeks. “I don’t even know your name!”

“Dartz.” The boy said, leaning in again.

Ryou leaned up and kissed the boy, not feeling odd about it at all. They parted and smiled at each other.

“You really are beautiful…and perfect. Seeing you like this…” He brushed snow from Ryou’s bangs. “It’s more than any dream…”

The boy nodded. “I never dreamed…it would be…like this…so perfect…”

“I look upon your countenance…and my heart swells...you are an earth bound angel and I feel blessed to see your happiness…”

The doe eyed boy wanted to melt. It was just like he imagined. He leaned on Dartz and let the tears come, smiling again as he was held.

“Your eyes…truly are never ending warmth and your lips are so soft. You awaken my heart and I have dreamed of nothing but you. You are the moon Ryou…and now I have you in my arms.” Dartz gently pulled Ryou away from him then and kissed him, wiping away his tears.

“Like so many fallen snow flakes…” the boy whispered. “It’s just like I imagined…”

“How did you imagine it?”

“Just like now…you holding me, kissing me, telling me all the things you’d written…” He smiled suddenly. “Do you like cocoa?”

“Oh course!” Dartz chuckled. “Why wouldn’t I? I love winter…” He ran his hand over Ryou’s “ears” “And I love this hat. Very cute.”

The boy giggled. “It was a gift.”

“Roses. Would you like roses?”

Ryou waxed confused. “Hm?”

Dartz shook his head. “Just thinking…” He held Ryou to him again and looked at the sky.

The white haired hikari pulled back suddenly. “Oh dear!”

“What?”

“I’ve got the car waiting! Perhaps I should tell him –”

Dartz smiled. “A Chauffer? How interesting.”

Ryou shook his head. “Come with me?”

“Of course…” Dartz nodded, breaking out in a smile. “But hold, you said, you had a gift?”

Ryou blushed and took something out of his pocket. He reached up and clasped a necklace around Dartz’s neck. It was a golden ring suspended on a thing chain with a pyramid in the middle. Dartz gave him a questioning look and Ryou gave a small laugh, looking in his eyes.

“It…binds our souls together. This…millennium ring.”

The aqua haired investor nodded and took Ryou’s hand. The hikari led him back through the snow to the car, the only evidence of the having been the bridge, two foot prints, erased by the falling snow.

****

Bakura let Seto hold him as they stared out of the window. The CEO had them both wrapped in a blanket and had his chin on top of Bakura’s head.

“Did you get what you were looking for?”

The thief nodded and closed his eyes. “I did.”

“And?”

“he forgave me…” the boy whispered.

“Hm.”

“Aishiteru.” He said softly, watching the falling flakes.

“Aishiteru.”

****

In a small diner on the other side of domino, two figures sat near the window. One wore a bunny cap, his bangs hanging out at the front, the other had long hair that was restrained at the very end with a small tie and a bold, blue scarf. In their hands sat mugs of steaming cocoa, smiles on their faces. They talked , looking at each other with soft expression and sparkling eyes.

Just outside the door was a delicate looking note being covered by snow. The snow flakes were beginning to obscure it, but if one looked closely, they could make out the fading ink letters.

They said two simple words.

“For You”

OWARI


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*Tegami means “Letter” in Japanese. *Courtesy of Chemistry
*And this…has been For You. My readers. I cry as I write this last part. I don’t know why. If you’ve ever heard of Chemistry…this song of theirs is…by far the sweetest, the saddest…the most meaningful. This was for you, my readers. I hope you enjoy My Gift to You, in both senses of the word.