Return to the Light
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
5,907
Reviews:
56
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Return to the Light
Return to the Light
Summary: It’s been three years since Seto Kaiba left Domino. He now returns only to find his friends have gone down a dark path. After all they had done for him, Seto now feels that it’s up to him to bring his friends out of the darkness, and help them start over.
Disclaimer: I don’t own a damn thing.
******YAOI WARNING********
Chapter 1- the Return
“We will be landing at Domino Airport in five minutes.” Came the monotone voice over the plane’s PA system. Seto Kaiba looked up, and smiled.
“Finally.” He muttered, making the boy next to him laugh. “Nani?”
“You must be really eager to get home.” The boy said.
“It’s been three years, Mokuba. I missed Domino.”
“So you finally admitted it, Seto.”
“Urusai!”
“Is everyone still even there? I mean, some of them may have left.” Mokuba said, as the plane descended.
“Yugi and Yami would never leave the game shop. Ryou and Bakura would never leave Yugi and Yami. Neither would Joey, Tristan and Otogi. The only one’s I would doubt are Malik and Marik.”
“Hah. They would never leave Ryou and Bakura.”
“I can’t wait to see them.”
“Duel them, you mean.”
“Urusai, Mokuba.” Seto said, chuckling, and fingering the Duel Monsters deck in his pocket.
“Well, I wanna duel them.” Mokuba said, shuffling his own deck. Seto smiled at his brother, now fifteen years old.
“It’s been over a year since I’ve really taked to any of them. I sent Joey a letter saying that we were coming.
“You two gonna get back together?” Mokuba asked. Seto sighed.
“I hope so. I’ve really missed him. Last time I saw him was when we flew him over to Canada to see us eight months ago.” Seto thought as the place touched down.
“You think they’re all doing okay?”
“Sure. Yugi and Yami are probably running the game shop, since Yugi’s grandfather died, what, two years ago? That was the last time we saw them. His funeral.”
“Hai.” Mokuba said, remembering that day very clearly.
“Ryou was planning on being an author, ne?”
“Hai.” Mokuba said, as the plane stopped at the gate.
“We’ll surprise them tomorrow afternoon, okay. I just want to get some sleep.” Kaiba said, as they got off of the plane, and met their limo, to return to the mansion they hadn’t seen in two years.
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A pair of sharp eyes intently watched Yugi Mouto in the dim light. They moved over the boy’s slim figure, and lips twitched in a smile. The boy squirmed subconsiously, sensing the eyes on him. He turned his bright amythest eyes to meet those watching him. Yugi stared at the glowing red embers that seemed to stare past his face, and into his soul. He smiled at his darker half, and Yami smiled back.
Yugi certainly had grown over tha past few years, Yami mused to himself. Yugi had just turned twenty three months ago. He had finally had his growth spurt, and was now almost as tall as Yami, who had grown a few inches himself over the past five years. Yugi was tall, and thin, and very appealing. Though his face had matured, as he got older, it still maintained an air of innocence. His pale skin, not as pale as Ryou or Bakura, but pale none the less, shone in the darkness. His arms were crossed over his lean chest, and he balanced his weight on one foot, as the other was pressed against the wall he was leaning on.
The loose black shirt hung on him perfectly, buttoned up halfway, revealing the tight sleeveless red shirt worn underneathe. His legs were clad in tight black leather pants that hung very low on his hips, much like those their friend Malik Ishtar could always be found wearing. Yami himself was dressed similarly, only he wore just one shirt, a loose white one. Both wore the thick metal studded leather choker, belt and bracelts. But their other neckware was different. Yami wore a gold chain with the Sennen Eye in the center, a powerful necklace known as the Millennium Tauk. Yugi wore the golen pyramid on a chain around his neck; the Millennium Puzzle.
Yami looked up when his name was called. The manager came running over.
“Mouto! Hey, Mouto! You’re on in two!” The thick set man shouted over the loud music blaring. Yugi looked up, and moved away from the wall, meeting Yami’s glance. “Tsukira choked.” The manager said to Yugi, as he took his place. “See if you can’t make up for it kid, you may go home with a bonus!” He slapped Yugi’s backside, making the boy twitch, then went off to yell at Tsukira.
/I hate it when he does that./ Yugi thought to his dark, who smirked at him.
//Then don’t let him. I don’t.// Yami thought back. They would have conversed a bit longer, but they were given their cue and strutted out onto the stage to loud shouts and cat calls. The music blared, a strange combo of techno and heavy metal, and both boys danced to it, moving seductivley, in perfect harmony with eachother, knowing what the other was doing through their mind-link.
Yami spread his legs just past shoulder width apart, stretching one arm up to the cieling. Yugi straddled his left leg and slowly sank into a crouch, running his hands up and down his dark’s leg, and unbuttoning his white shirt, which fell off of his shoulders. Yami smiled slightly, loving the feeling of his hikari rubbing against him. He reached down, wrapping his hand aroudn the back Yugi’s head, and pulled him up standing again. His eyes fixed on his light’s face, his let his hand fall to the small of Yugi’s back, pulling their bodies closer together. Yugi ground against Yami’s hip, still straddling his leg, and Yami held him there with his left hand, using the right to undo the buttons down Yugi’s black overshirt, as his own white one fell to the floor, leaving his chest bare. Yugi let his head fall back, his face clouded in passion and lust, and Yami leaned over, kissing Yugi’s collar bone.
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Summary: It’s been three years since Seto Kaiba left Domino. He now returns only to find his friends have gone down a dark path. After all they had done for him, Seto now feels that it’s up to him to bring his friends out of the darkness, and help them start over.
Disclaimer: I don’t own a damn thing.
******YAOI WARNING********
Chapter 1- the Return
“We will be landing at Domino Airport in five minutes.” Came the monotone voice over the plane’s PA system. Seto Kaiba looked up, and smiled.
“Finally.” He muttered, making the boy next to him laugh. “Nani?”
“You must be really eager to get home.” The boy said.
“It’s been three years, Mokuba. I missed Domino.”
“So you finally admitted it, Seto.”
“Urusai!”
“Is everyone still even there? I mean, some of them may have left.” Mokuba said, as the plane descended.
“Yugi and Yami would never leave the game shop. Ryou and Bakura would never leave Yugi and Yami. Neither would Joey, Tristan and Otogi. The only one’s I would doubt are Malik and Marik.”
“Hah. They would never leave Ryou and Bakura.”
“I can’t wait to see them.”
“Duel them, you mean.”
“Urusai, Mokuba.” Seto said, chuckling, and fingering the Duel Monsters deck in his pocket.
“Well, I wanna duel them.” Mokuba said, shuffling his own deck. Seto smiled at his brother, now fifteen years old.
“It’s been over a year since I’ve really taked to any of them. I sent Joey a letter saying that we were coming.
“You two gonna get back together?” Mokuba asked. Seto sighed.
“I hope so. I’ve really missed him. Last time I saw him was when we flew him over to Canada to see us eight months ago.” Seto thought as the place touched down.
“You think they’re all doing okay?”
“Sure. Yugi and Yami are probably running the game shop, since Yugi’s grandfather died, what, two years ago? That was the last time we saw them. His funeral.”
“Hai.” Mokuba said, remembering that day very clearly.
“Ryou was planning on being an author, ne?”
“Hai.” Mokuba said, as the plane stopped at the gate.
“We’ll surprise them tomorrow afternoon, okay. I just want to get some sleep.” Kaiba said, as they got off of the plane, and met their limo, to return to the mansion they hadn’t seen in two years.
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A pair of sharp eyes intently watched Yugi Mouto in the dim light. They moved over the boy’s slim figure, and lips twitched in a smile. The boy squirmed subconsiously, sensing the eyes on him. He turned his bright amythest eyes to meet those watching him. Yugi stared at the glowing red embers that seemed to stare past his face, and into his soul. He smiled at his darker half, and Yami smiled back.
Yugi certainly had grown over tha past few years, Yami mused to himself. Yugi had just turned twenty three months ago. He had finally had his growth spurt, and was now almost as tall as Yami, who had grown a few inches himself over the past five years. Yugi was tall, and thin, and very appealing. Though his face had matured, as he got older, it still maintained an air of innocence. His pale skin, not as pale as Ryou or Bakura, but pale none the less, shone in the darkness. His arms were crossed over his lean chest, and he balanced his weight on one foot, as the other was pressed against the wall he was leaning on.
The loose black shirt hung on him perfectly, buttoned up halfway, revealing the tight sleeveless red shirt worn underneathe. His legs were clad in tight black leather pants that hung very low on his hips, much like those their friend Malik Ishtar could always be found wearing. Yami himself was dressed similarly, only he wore just one shirt, a loose white one. Both wore the thick metal studded leather choker, belt and bracelts. But their other neckware was different. Yami wore a gold chain with the Sennen Eye in the center, a powerful necklace known as the Millennium Tauk. Yugi wore the golen pyramid on a chain around his neck; the Millennium Puzzle.
Yami looked up when his name was called. The manager came running over.
“Mouto! Hey, Mouto! You’re on in two!” The thick set man shouted over the loud music blaring. Yugi looked up, and moved away from the wall, meeting Yami’s glance. “Tsukira choked.” The manager said to Yugi, as he took his place. “See if you can’t make up for it kid, you may go home with a bonus!” He slapped Yugi’s backside, making the boy twitch, then went off to yell at Tsukira.
/I hate it when he does that./ Yugi thought to his dark, who smirked at him.
//Then don’t let him. I don’t.// Yami thought back. They would have conversed a bit longer, but they were given their cue and strutted out onto the stage to loud shouts and cat calls. The music blared, a strange combo of techno and heavy metal, and both boys danced to it, moving seductivley, in perfect harmony with eachother, knowing what the other was doing through their mind-link.
Yami spread his legs just past shoulder width apart, stretching one arm up to the cieling. Yugi straddled his left leg and slowly sank into a crouch, running his hands up and down his dark’s leg, and unbuttoning his white shirt, which fell off of his shoulders. Yami smiled slightly, loving the feeling of his hikari rubbing against him. He reached down, wrapping his hand aroudn the back Yugi’s head, and pulled him up standing again. His eyes fixed on his light’s face, his let his hand fall to the small of Yugi’s back, pulling their bodies closer together. Yugi ground against Yami’s hip, still straddling his leg, and Yami held him there with his left hand, using the right to undo the buttons down Yugi’s black overshirt, as his own white one fell to the floor, leaving his chest bare. Yugi let his head fall back, his face clouded in passion and lust, and Yami leaned over, kissing Yugi’s collar bone.
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