Lustful Memories
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Lustful Memories
(AN: Hello, this is my first fanfiction. This story is also posted on Fanfiction.net but this story will be more lemony then the other story on fanfiction.net which will be censored. There is no lemon in this chapter -sorry- but there will be in later chapters. This chapter is just a tester to see if you want me to write more. So in other words please Review! It will help more chapters get out quicker -inculding the ones with the lemon scenes- all I ask is you take a little time to review! Thanks!)
Disclaimer- I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh do not sue me I'm a poor college student
Summary- A relationship between a Pharaoh and a tombrobber was forbidden. But it happened anyway, now in present day when memories return and old hatreds still burn strong. Can either forget the past and move onto the future? Will they want to? AU BakuraxAtem orAtemxYuugi YAOI rated R for language angst and some other stuff in later chappys
Another Note:
/.../= dream sequence
*...*= thoughts
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I don't know anything at all and I'm somebody else
It could take years to find you, it could take years to find myself
And I don't need to hear your answer I just need you to see
That I think it's time to break down these walls that we throw
Am I still breathing have I lost that feeling
Am I made of glass 'cause you see right through me
I don't know who I am and you're the only one who sees that
I can't ask these questions that cannot be answered today
And even if everything goes wrong and we start to fall apart
I will understand where you are, I will understand this by myself
And I don't need to hear your answer I just need you to feel
Like there are no boundaries at all
And how far have we come, too far to throw away the past
Will you be there waiting for me
I have to ask what we are, if I ask today it just won't last
So I'll be here waiting for you
Will we ever feel this good again - Not today
Will we ever feel this real
again - Not today
Will you ever be mine again - Not today
Will we ever feel this real again - Not today
Trapt
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Prologue- Unwanted Desires
Atem thrashed in his bed his eyes still clamped shut beads of sweat on his brow. The former Pharaoh and spirit of the Millenium Puzzle gripped the cotton sheets of his bed. A soft moan escaping from his lips. It had been 3 years since he had discovered his own name and regained most of his memories of his time as Pharaoh. But there were some...that remained supressed...and only appeared in his dreams.
/Dream/
The feel of skin against skin. It was intoxicating to say the very least. The feeling of his lips touching his, the young Pharaoh returned the kiss of the other trying to ignore the fact that he was kissing his enemy. He was allowing himself to let this secret continue, why? He really didn't know. He supposed it was just so addicting, and this addiction might very well kill him. He stopped returning the kiss and broke it off shoving the others body away from him getting up off the bed they'd shared for the better part of a year.
"Ahhh...is the Pharaoh starting to have his doubts?" Asked a cold voice, a taunting voice that was now husky with passion...and a hint of annoyance. The Pharaoh turned to glare at the other man who was sitting casually on his bed his indigo eyes darkly amused.
"Get out." Atem hissed, "This is utterly pointless."
"Oh? Really? Hmph, I believe we both agreed that this is for the pure sake of attempting to rid ourselves of our lust for one another. We also agreed that once we battle neither of us would allow lust to cloud our fighting skills, I certainly won't. I believe I'd take as much pleasure in spilling your blood as I do--"
"Shut the hell up and get the hell out." Atem snarled at the man who had gotten off the bed and was currently walking towards him.
"But you don't want that now do you?" The other said as he lowered his lips onto those of the Pharaohs, a soft kiss, a mocking kind of kiss. Because nothing about the other was soft.
"I do now get the hell out." Atem hissed his dark violet eyes flashing dangerously as the other man chuckled.
"But, I'm a thief. Outside the law...and besides, when have I ever listened to you?" The man said as he brought his lips down on Atems, but harder this time. Atem thought to shove him off and kill him but the lust that coursed through his body right now wouldn't allow him to do so until it was slaked. And the Pharaoh couldn't help but wonder as the two made there way back to the bed, if that lust would ever go away.
And later as the two rested contently at each others side a single name escaped Atems lips.
"Bakura..."
/End Dream/
Atem woke up with a start breathing hard his eyes narrowed with confusion. What in the name of Ra...what...that dream...Atem ran a hand through his tri-colored hair. Bakura...that damn tomb robber? No, impossible. He'd never...
"Atem? W-What are you doing up it's 3 in the morning?" Came a small voice, Atem looked down on the bed next to him. Motou Yuugi was looking up at him through innocent violet eyes...Yuugi...the former holder of the Millenium Puzzle. His hikari, his lighter half, and his lover. Should he tell...? No, after all, you don't tell your lover that you just had a rather erotic dream about a tomb robber who you happened to loathe.
"It's nothing Aibou." Atem said as he lay back down next to his lover, "nothing at all."
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"RA DAMMIT!" Bakura shouted as his fist drove through a wall anger bright in his eyes. The former spirit of the Millenium Ring was currently wrecking the wall of his bedroom trying to ignore the burning need that was raging through him, what in the name of all hells was going on? Those dreams of that Ra-damned Pharaoh kept coming to him in his sleep and he didn't understand it. He'd loathed the Pharaoh in the past, hell he still did! So why...why was it that everytime he saw the former Pharaoh that he wanted to just grab him and kiss him? It made no sense!
"B-B-Bakura why are you destroying the apartment again?" Asked the yawning voice of his hikari Bakura Ryou. Bakura spun around eyes still burning with demonic rage to look at his hikari, Ryou was standing in the doorway his eyes half open.
"NONE OF YOUR RA-DAMNED BUISNESS NOW GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Bakura shouted his mind having an immediate flashback to his dream, where Atem had been yelling at him to get the hell out. Ryou looked at his Yami completely unaffected by being yelled at. It was typical, completely expected. He'd gotten used to it, Bakura wouldn't do a thing no matter how tempted he was, because even though Bakura now had a body of his own he needed Ryou, the former tomb robber refused to learn anything about the modern world saying that it could go to the hells and back for all he cared. And Ryou gave him a place to stay, gave him food -although Ryou was certain that Bakura still stole food of his own- and anything else the 'former' Thief might need.
"Just don't destroy the apartment that much more." Ryou said as he closed the door to Bakuras room returning to his own.
"DAMMIT!" Bakura shouted one last time before collapsing on his bed glaring murder at the cieling. He hated the Pharaoh, had hated him...and lusted after him from the moment he first set eyes on him. In that Shadow Duel during Duelist Kingdom when he'd first seen him -then when Atem had been known as Yami Yuugi- the emotions of hatred and lust had consumed him. But lust wasn't an emotion was it? No it was more like boiling blood. Nothing more, nothing less. But it was consuming him. And it pissed him off. Hmph, not that it mattered. The Pharaoh was currently shacking up with his hikari...that foolish Motou Yuugi. So innocent, so pathetic, what had that brat done to--wait, was he jealous? Jealous over a Pharaoh he loathed? No, it wasn't possible. Bakura rested his head against his pillow and closed his eyes allowing sleep to claim him. So what if he had dreams of the Pharaoh they weren't real.
They weren't real...were they?
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End Prologue Start Chapter 1
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Chapter 1: Confrontation
Atem took a sip of coffee a small smirk appearing on his handsome features at a joke that Hiroto Honda had just made. He, MotouYuugi, and the rest of their friends were sitting comftorably in the corner of a cafe that was close to Kame Game Shop. It was rare that they all got to spend time with one another, most of them had jobs or went to school. Atem glanced around at the faces of his friend grateful that Bakura wasn't there. Although Bakura was not 'friends' with any of them he did tag along whenever Ryou came to visit with them as well. Ryou wasn't here, so Bakura wasn't here. And after that dream, it was a more then welcome relief for the tombrobber not to be with them.
"Hi guys sorry that we're late!" Atem turned his head to the entrance and almost let out a groan. Bakura Ryou was heading towards them a cheerful smile on his face, which meant...
The tomb robber followed behind him a perfectly blank expression on his features. Atem clenched his jaw and tore his gaze away from the tomb robber. He would not look at him, because if he did he wasn't sure if he would kill him or kiss him. And although he really wouldn't mind doing the latter...and he definitely wouldn't mind kissing him either...NO! He would not think of that Ra-damned dream!
"Atem...I know you don't like Bakura but try not to kill him...please?" Yuugi asked looking up at his former Yami, and now his lover. Atem looked down at him and nodded.
"Hmph...I'll try but if that bastard tries anything I swear I'm going to--" Atem began when Bakuras sharp voice cut him off.
"Going to what Pharaoh?" Bakura snarled shooting the former Pharaoh a look of pure loathing which was returned with the same intesity. Atem slowly stood up lightly shrugging off Yuugis arm that had been trying to hold him down. He stood and walked towards the thief stopping directly in front of the tomb robber and lookinginto his eyes. The tension between the two men became so thick that it was almost tangible. Everyone looked at one another nervously, the last thing they needed was for the two former spirits to start an all out brawl in the middle of the cafe.
"Trust me tomb robber, you don't want to know." Atem let out in a soft growl clenching his fists looking directly into a pair of dark brown eyes that had once been a beautiful indigo. NO! He had to get those thoughts out of his head. Bakura sneered at the Pharaoh and then shot a glare at the Pharaohs hikari, what did that little brat do to deserve to wake up next to Atem every morning? What the hell had he done to--*Wait just a damn minute why do I even care?* Bakura asked himself before returning his sharp gaze to the Pharaoh.
"Hmph, go back with your little hikari Pharaoh, he looks oh so worried." With that Bakura pushed past Atem brushing his shoulder against the Pharaohs ignoring the feeling of lust that shot through his body and walked away not turning back sitting down in a chair in the far corner looking out the window his dark eyes narrowed dangerously but other then that devoid of any emotion. Atem let out a final growl before sitting down next to Yuugi still tense.
"Well...at least you two didn't start a fist fight." Yuugi said letting out a sigh of relief and smiling at his lover. Atem made no move to respond, because he couldn't help but thinking of how if they fought the feeling of skin against skin and--Atem clamped his eyes shut trying to force the vivid images out of his mind and then slowly opened them and looked down at the worried features of his hikari, "Atem are you all right?"
"I'm fine Yuugi." Atem said lightly pressing his lips on his hikaris forehead and shooting a final glare at the tomb robber. It was pointless even thinking of the tomb robber, he hated the other man. The lust meant nothing to him. He could ignore it...right?
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(AN: Well there it is, if you're going to flame this fic I suggest you not because I will rant and bash at you in the next chapter. Anyway all I ask is that you review my story. Remember reviews=chapters out quicker, chapters out quicker=lemon scenes out quicker. REVIEW!)
Disclaimer- I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh do not sue me I'm a poor college student
Summary- A relationship between a Pharaoh and a tombrobber was forbidden. But it happened anyway, now in present day when memories return and old hatreds still burn strong. Can either forget the past and move onto the future? Will they want to? AU BakuraxAtem orAtemxYuugi YAOI rated R for language angst and some other stuff in later chappys
Another Note:
/.../= dream sequence
*...*= thoughts
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I don't know anything at all and I'm somebody else
It could take years to find you, it could take years to find myself
And I don't need to hear your answer I just need you to see
That I think it's time to break down these walls that we throw
Am I still breathing have I lost that feeling
Am I made of glass 'cause you see right through me
I don't know who I am and you're the only one who sees that
I can't ask these questions that cannot be answered today
And even if everything goes wrong and we start to fall apart
I will understand where you are, I will understand this by myself
And I don't need to hear your answer I just need you to feel
Like there are no boundaries at all
And how far have we come, too far to throw away the past
Will you be there waiting for me
I have to ask what we are, if I ask today it just won't last
So I'll be here waiting for you
Will we ever feel this good again - Not today
Will we ever feel this real
again - Not today
Will you ever be mine again - Not today
Will we ever feel this real again - Not today
Trapt
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Prologue- Unwanted Desires
Atem thrashed in his bed his eyes still clamped shut beads of sweat on his brow. The former Pharaoh and spirit of the Millenium Puzzle gripped the cotton sheets of his bed. A soft moan escaping from his lips. It had been 3 years since he had discovered his own name and regained most of his memories of his time as Pharaoh. But there were some...that remained supressed...and only appeared in his dreams.
/Dream/
The feel of skin against skin. It was intoxicating to say the very least. The feeling of his lips touching his, the young Pharaoh returned the kiss of the other trying to ignore the fact that he was kissing his enemy. He was allowing himself to let this secret continue, why? He really didn't know. He supposed it was just so addicting, and this addiction might very well kill him. He stopped returning the kiss and broke it off shoving the others body away from him getting up off the bed they'd shared for the better part of a year.
"Ahhh...is the Pharaoh starting to have his doubts?" Asked a cold voice, a taunting voice that was now husky with passion...and a hint of annoyance. The Pharaoh turned to glare at the other man who was sitting casually on his bed his indigo eyes darkly amused.
"Get out." Atem hissed, "This is utterly pointless."
"Oh? Really? Hmph, I believe we both agreed that this is for the pure sake of attempting to rid ourselves of our lust for one another. We also agreed that once we battle neither of us would allow lust to cloud our fighting skills, I certainly won't. I believe I'd take as much pleasure in spilling your blood as I do--"
"Shut the hell up and get the hell out." Atem snarled at the man who had gotten off the bed and was currently walking towards him.
"But you don't want that now do you?" The other said as he lowered his lips onto those of the Pharaohs, a soft kiss, a mocking kind of kiss. Because nothing about the other was soft.
"I do now get the hell out." Atem hissed his dark violet eyes flashing dangerously as the other man chuckled.
"But, I'm a thief. Outside the law...and besides, when have I ever listened to you?" The man said as he brought his lips down on Atems, but harder this time. Atem thought to shove him off and kill him but the lust that coursed through his body right now wouldn't allow him to do so until it was slaked. And the Pharaoh couldn't help but wonder as the two made there way back to the bed, if that lust would ever go away.
And later as the two rested contently at each others side a single name escaped Atems lips.
"Bakura..."
/End Dream/
Atem woke up with a start breathing hard his eyes narrowed with confusion. What in the name of Ra...what...that dream...Atem ran a hand through his tri-colored hair. Bakura...that damn tomb robber? No, impossible. He'd never...
"Atem? W-What are you doing up it's 3 in the morning?" Came a small voice, Atem looked down on the bed next to him. Motou Yuugi was looking up at him through innocent violet eyes...Yuugi...the former holder of the Millenium Puzzle. His hikari, his lighter half, and his lover. Should he tell...? No, after all, you don't tell your lover that you just had a rather erotic dream about a tomb robber who you happened to loathe.
"It's nothing Aibou." Atem said as he lay back down next to his lover, "nothing at all."
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"RA DAMMIT!" Bakura shouted as his fist drove through a wall anger bright in his eyes. The former spirit of the Millenium Ring was currently wrecking the wall of his bedroom trying to ignore the burning need that was raging through him, what in the name of all hells was going on? Those dreams of that Ra-damned Pharaoh kept coming to him in his sleep and he didn't understand it. He'd loathed the Pharaoh in the past, hell he still did! So why...why was it that everytime he saw the former Pharaoh that he wanted to just grab him and kiss him? It made no sense!
"B-B-Bakura why are you destroying the apartment again?" Asked the yawning voice of his hikari Bakura Ryou. Bakura spun around eyes still burning with demonic rage to look at his hikari, Ryou was standing in the doorway his eyes half open.
"NONE OF YOUR RA-DAMNED BUISNESS NOW GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Bakura shouted his mind having an immediate flashback to his dream, where Atem had been yelling at him to get the hell out. Ryou looked at his Yami completely unaffected by being yelled at. It was typical, completely expected. He'd gotten used to it, Bakura wouldn't do a thing no matter how tempted he was, because even though Bakura now had a body of his own he needed Ryou, the former tomb robber refused to learn anything about the modern world saying that it could go to the hells and back for all he cared. And Ryou gave him a place to stay, gave him food -although Ryou was certain that Bakura still stole food of his own- and anything else the 'former' Thief might need.
"Just don't destroy the apartment that much more." Ryou said as he closed the door to Bakuras room returning to his own.
"DAMMIT!" Bakura shouted one last time before collapsing on his bed glaring murder at the cieling. He hated the Pharaoh, had hated him...and lusted after him from the moment he first set eyes on him. In that Shadow Duel during Duelist Kingdom when he'd first seen him -then when Atem had been known as Yami Yuugi- the emotions of hatred and lust had consumed him. But lust wasn't an emotion was it? No it was more like boiling blood. Nothing more, nothing less. But it was consuming him. And it pissed him off. Hmph, not that it mattered. The Pharaoh was currently shacking up with his hikari...that foolish Motou Yuugi. So innocent, so pathetic, what had that brat done to--wait, was he jealous? Jealous over a Pharaoh he loathed? No, it wasn't possible. Bakura rested his head against his pillow and closed his eyes allowing sleep to claim him. So what if he had dreams of the Pharaoh they weren't real.
They weren't real...were they?
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End Prologue Start Chapter 1
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Chapter 1: Confrontation
Atem took a sip of coffee a small smirk appearing on his handsome features at a joke that Hiroto Honda had just made. He, MotouYuugi, and the rest of their friends were sitting comftorably in the corner of a cafe that was close to Kame Game Shop. It was rare that they all got to spend time with one another, most of them had jobs or went to school. Atem glanced around at the faces of his friend grateful that Bakura wasn't there. Although Bakura was not 'friends' with any of them he did tag along whenever Ryou came to visit with them as well. Ryou wasn't here, so Bakura wasn't here. And after that dream, it was a more then welcome relief for the tombrobber not to be with them.
"Hi guys sorry that we're late!" Atem turned his head to the entrance and almost let out a groan. Bakura Ryou was heading towards them a cheerful smile on his face, which meant...
The tomb robber followed behind him a perfectly blank expression on his features. Atem clenched his jaw and tore his gaze away from the tomb robber. He would not look at him, because if he did he wasn't sure if he would kill him or kiss him. And although he really wouldn't mind doing the latter...and he definitely wouldn't mind kissing him either...NO! He would not think of that Ra-damned dream!
"Atem...I know you don't like Bakura but try not to kill him...please?" Yuugi asked looking up at his former Yami, and now his lover. Atem looked down at him and nodded.
"Hmph...I'll try but if that bastard tries anything I swear I'm going to--" Atem began when Bakuras sharp voice cut him off.
"Going to what Pharaoh?" Bakura snarled shooting the former Pharaoh a look of pure loathing which was returned with the same intesity. Atem slowly stood up lightly shrugging off Yuugis arm that had been trying to hold him down. He stood and walked towards the thief stopping directly in front of the tomb robber and lookinginto his eyes. The tension between the two men became so thick that it was almost tangible. Everyone looked at one another nervously, the last thing they needed was for the two former spirits to start an all out brawl in the middle of the cafe.
"Trust me tomb robber, you don't want to know." Atem let out in a soft growl clenching his fists looking directly into a pair of dark brown eyes that had once been a beautiful indigo. NO! He had to get those thoughts out of his head. Bakura sneered at the Pharaoh and then shot a glare at the Pharaohs hikari, what did that little brat do to deserve to wake up next to Atem every morning? What the hell had he done to--*Wait just a damn minute why do I even care?* Bakura asked himself before returning his sharp gaze to the Pharaoh.
"Hmph, go back with your little hikari Pharaoh, he looks oh so worried." With that Bakura pushed past Atem brushing his shoulder against the Pharaohs ignoring the feeling of lust that shot through his body and walked away not turning back sitting down in a chair in the far corner looking out the window his dark eyes narrowed dangerously but other then that devoid of any emotion. Atem let out a final growl before sitting down next to Yuugi still tense.
"Well...at least you two didn't start a fist fight." Yuugi said letting out a sigh of relief and smiling at his lover. Atem made no move to respond, because he couldn't help but thinking of how if they fought the feeling of skin against skin and--Atem clamped his eyes shut trying to force the vivid images out of his mind and then slowly opened them and looked down at the worried features of his hikari, "Atem are you all right?"
"I'm fine Yuugi." Atem said lightly pressing his lips on his hikaris forehead and shooting a final glare at the tomb robber. It was pointless even thinking of the tomb robber, he hated the other man. The lust meant nothing to him. He could ignore it...right?
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(AN: Well there it is, if you're going to flame this fic I suggest you not because I will rant and bash at you in the next chapter. Anyway all I ask is that you review my story. Remember reviews=chapters out quicker, chapters out quicker=lemon scenes out quicker. REVIEW!)