Whispers In The Dark

WHISPERS IN THE DARK
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Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh in this story either.....

/Yugi to Yami/
\Yami to Yugi\
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"I love you, Yugi," mou hitori no boku whispered, placing a gentle kiss on the slightly parted lips, the moonlight shining through the skylight illuminating the beautiful features of the diminutive teen. The taller, older teen slid under the silken sheets, gathering the slender body in his arms. Contentment filled his soul, and he swiftly found solace in his dreams.

The younger one waited until he was positive that his yami has drifted off to sleep before he opened his large amethyst eyes. Shock and disbelief warred for dominance as he recalled the whispered words; words that he obviously wasn't supposed to have heard. His fingers trembled as he gently touched his mouth, recalling the feeling of Atemu's lips touching his.

His heart filled with joy at the unexpected and most welcome revelation. He had been in love with Yami for more than three years, but the fear of rejection had sealed his lips on more than one occasion; his deepest fear was that his koishii Yami would leave if he found out that his hikari, his innocent hikari, was gay and had feelings for him. Now, at last, he knew the truth. A smile graced his soft sensuous lips, a plan already beginning to form in his mind. Sighing deeply, he snuggled against the warm body of his yami.

Yugi woke before his koishii Yami, easing out of the bed and dressing without disturbing him. He paused and observed the smile playing on the seductive mouth. Atemu appeared so much younger, so innocent, while he slept. When he was awake, he was always alert, watching, studying, searching. He never truly relaxed. The tender-hearted teen vowed that one day soon his precious yami would lose that slightly haunted look.

Deliberately, he shut off their mind-link, leaving Atemu a note so that he wouldn't worry. He hurried to Ryou and Bakura's house, knowing that Malik and Mariku had stayed there last night. He needed all of them to help him with his plan. Unable to contain his happiness, he glomped Mariku as soon as he opened the door.

"Good morning, Mariku!" The exuberant teen greeted him, releasing the stunned yami before heading upstairs to Ryou's bedroom. Not bothering to knock, he threw open the door, apologizing profusely to the maniacal Bakura before grabbing his pale-skinned friend by the arm and tugging him out the door and down the hallway to the guest room.

Malik turned from the window. "Good morning, Yugi."

"How did you know it was me?"

"Mariku. He is still recovering from your attack on his body." Laughter followed, as Malik received more mind-link messages. "I can't believe you had the guts to glomp him!"

Ryou stared disbelievingly at the tiny teen. "And yet you are still living; how? If it had been Bakura, he would have disemboweled you...or worse...."

The amethyst eyes grew larger. "What could possibly be worse than that?"

The snowy-tressed teen gestured for his friends to come closer. "Morning breath."

Laughter erupted from all three hikaris, increasing in volume as Bakura began bellowing. "Ryou!!"

The expressive chocolate eyes dimmed; he was 'talking' to his yami. After a few minutes, the natural innocent glow returned. "Sorry. I had to calm Kura down--you know how temperamental he can be."

Settling down, the two taller hikaris faced Yugi, curious as to why he had come over so early. What could possibly be that urgent? "Last night, Yami thought I was asleep and he said that he loved me." He smiled, pure happiness radiating from him. "I've decided that it's time for me to express my feelings for him. That's why I'm here. I need your help."

His friends were thrilled. Eagerly, they sat forward. "What can we do?" Malik asked, his lavender eyes shining with excitement and curiosity.

"I need Kura and Mariku to take Yami out today and make sure he doesn't return home until 7:00 tonight. That should give me enough time to prepare." A mysterious smile graced the open innocent face.

Ryou and Malik exchanged glances, both wondering what their friend was planning. From the look on his face, Atemu was in for a surprise, a very unexpected surprise. Most likely, a very pleasurable one as well. "What are you planning?" the white-haired teen asked, his warm brown eyes staring into the amethyst depths.

Swiftly, Yugi outlined his plan; Kura and Mariku listening through the mind-link they shared with their hikaris. To his surprise and gratification, they older ones not only approved, but offered very helpful suggestions. Furthermore, they eagerly accepted the responsibility of ensuring that Atemu would be away from home until that evening.

After ensuring that the yamis had successfully gotten Yami out of the house, Yugi, Ryou, and Malik headed to the Kaiba mansion. Yugi desperately needed Seto Kaiba's help in order to make his dream a reality. He silently prayed that the arrogant CEO would be willing to aid him in his endeavor.

Thankfully, Mokuba answered the door. "Is your brother at home?" Malik asked.

The black tresses swirled around the boy's thin shoulders. "Yes, Niisama is working in his office. Have a seat in the living room and I'll let him know that you need to see him." He turned to go; Yugi's slender hand grasped his arm.

"Would it be alright if I went upstairs to see him? I need to discuss something with him... something extremely important," he added, seeing the hesitant look in those large eyes.

The younger, gentler Kaiba nodded. "Okay. Turn left at the top of the stairs; his office is the second door on the right." He watched as the diminutive teen raced up the steps. "Good luck," he whispered to himself, knowing how irritating his brother could be when his work was interrupted.

"Yugi," Kaiba said, surprise registering briefly in his blue eyes as the nervous youth opened the door. "What brings you here?"

Gathering his courage, the youth took a deep breath, his violet gaze studying the impassive features of the young man behind the massive desk. "I need your help, Kaiba."

An almost amused smirk briefly touched the full lips of his rival--and his friend. "How can I possibly help you, Yugi? What is it that you think I can help you with?"

Sitting down in the leather chair facing the desk, he outlined his plan for revealing his feelings for his koishiii Atemu.

The tall, slender youth stood and walked around the desk, pausing in front of the startled teen. "Let's go," he said. "It will take a couple of hours to get everything set up for your 'surprise'. "

Yugi followed him down the stairs to the living room. "Malik, Ryou. Kaiba is going to help us arrange everything." The four teens piled into the black limousine, discussing and exchanging thoughts and opinions about "the plan". They made a quick detour to Malik and Mariku's home, picking up a few items that Yugi was borrowing for tonight.

By 5:00 that afternoon, everything was ready. The excited teen thanked his friends repeatedly, all too aware that he could not have prepared for this evening without all their help. Wishing him well, Kaiba, Malik and Ryou climbed into the limousine; Ryou had left his car at the Kaiba mansion.

Alone, the excited youth took a long shower, scrubbing each and every centimeter of his skin, washing his tri-colored hair with his favorite scented shampoo. Dressing in the garments he had borrowed from Malik, he nervously paced back and forth waiting for his yami, his koi, to return.

Watching from the window, he smiled at the sight of his koishii hurrying across the yard to the front door. Quickly, Yugi sent a message along their mind-link. /Yami? Do you trust me?/

Bewilderment colored Atemu's response.\ Of course I do, aibou. Why would you ask a question like that? I trust you with my life.\

Joyful laughter traveled the link. /Good. When you come inside, there is a large box sitting on the couch. I want you to change into that outfit, ok?/ He sensed his yami's puzzlement. /No questions; just trust me, please? Oh, and one more thing...I'll be waiting for you in the guest room./

Curiosity flowed through their connection as Atemu looked inside the box and pulled out the garments. His crimson eyes opened wide as he pulled the clothing out of the box. Lifting his eyes towards the second floor, he wondered exactly what his innocent aibou was planning. Resisting the urge to contact his hikari and demand an explanation, he sighed and removed his clothing, replacing them with the ones Yugi had left for him.

Silently, he ascended the stairs, pausing briefly at the entrance to the room. Where the door should have been was now thin red silky material. Eagerly he pushed the floating curtain aside; his breath catching in his throat as he stepped over the threshhold.

The guestroom had been transformed, the gleaming golden walls covered in heiroglyphs and Egyptian images. A small wooden table, laden with fresh fruit, was surrounded by piles of plush pillows; pillows that incited a desire to test their softness. And the bed! The bed had sheer curtains hanging around it, the gentle breeze wafting from the balcony moving the silken material. Yami glimpsed the pillows randomly scattered across the pale golden sheets; the desire to test their softness by making love to his koishii aibou almost overwhelming his legendary self-control. The gentle glow of candles and the seductive scent of sandlawood permeated the air and added to the mystique.

Dazzled, Atemu felt that he had slipped back in time. Was this why his aibou had insisted he change clothes? And where was Yugi? He sent out a mental inquiry. \Yugi?\

/I'm on the balcony./

The former pharaoh stepped outside and gaped in amazement. Instead of the Japanese landscape, he was staring at the Nile reflecting the colors of the sunset on the placid surface.

What was going on? Needing answers, he turned to his hikari standing in the shadows. "Chibi iti, what have you done and why?" The question died on his lips as he saw his aibou clearly.

The smaller teen was dressed in the rainment of an Egyptian prince. A short white kilt, falling halfway to his knees, was held up by a wide gold belt fastened around his slender waist. Matching bracelets and anklets encircled each limb, and a golden collar engraved with the Eye of Horus adorned his graceful neck. Completing the transformation was a small golden crown shining brilliantly against the tri-colored tresses, which for once, was hanging loose, flowing freely around the bare shoulders. His naked chest gleamed in the reflecting light of the setting sun.

Atemu was mesmerized; his koishii Yugi was breathtaking. Overwhelming love filled his entire being; his expressive eyes sparkled like twin rubies as he studied the perfection of his hikari. He desperately wished for the courage to reveal his feelings. The fear of rejection stilled that desire; being his friend, his confidant, his protector was better than nothing. At least Yugi still needed him. And for now that was enough for the former pharaoh.

Yugi stared admiringly at the vision of perfection standing before him. Atemu was stunning in his pharaoh's attire. The only difference between the two teen's outfits was Yami's larger crown and the golden armbands wrapped around his muscular biceps. The amethyst eyes visually caressed the bare well-toned chest and abdomen. His fingers longed to feel and stroke that sleek expanse of tanned flesh.

Remembering the questions, he hastened to answer. "How isn't important; I had help from our friends. But why? That's a different matter completely." Stepping closer, he lifted his large expressive eyes to the exotically slanted crimson gaze of his koi. Taking a deep breath, he hesitated briefly before baring his heart, his soul. "I love you, Atemu."

Ruby sparks emenated from those magnificent eyes as his mind absorbed and processed Yugi's quiet declaration. A split second later, a loving smile graced his sensuous lips. And the words Yugi had heard whispered in the dark were spoken aloud for the first time. " I love you, Yugi."

Those words shattered the barrier between them. The smaller youth, tears of joy sliding down the pale cheeks, moved forward until his slender body was brushing up against the more muscular one. Hands shaking, he reached up and touched the face that had filled his dreams for so long.

Yami, unable to resist the allure of his hikari in his arms, pulled his koi tighter to him; lowering his head, he gently kissed the soft lips. Mental barriers were dropped; the teens allowed their emotions, so long restrained, to flow unchecked back and forth. Yugi responded ardently to the kiss, parting his lips, inviting his yami to enter and explore the cavern. An invitation which was readily accepted. Atemu savored the sweet seductive taste of his kioshii's mouth; it defied definition--it was simply Yugi.

His need and desire growing, the strong tanned arms cradled the paler youth in his embrace, striding towards the bed, the curtains swirling around them. Placing his aibou on a pile of plush cushions, he lay down next to him, his fingers gently exploring the silken skin. Yugi responded ardently, kissing and touching every centimeter of his koishii's beautiful body. The flames of desire quickly flared out of control; their garments and jewelry ending up in a tangled pile on the floor. Naked, the two teens explored every facet of love. They reveled in the physical and emotional joy of making love; their mental connection enhancing and making the experience breathtaking. In the aftermath of their passion, they held each other, knowing that they were bound together forever; body, mind, heart, and soul. Nothing, not even time, could ever break the bond that the lovers shared.

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Blonde_puppy_Joey--I hope you liked this one...it was your request for a YugixYami story that encouraged me to do this one-shot. I have another multi-chapter one that I'm working on along with the ones I have going now.

Any way, please review and let me know what you think!!!