Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Generation X ❯ Chapter Eight ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Generation X : Chapter 08

Yugi yelped as Atemu and Yami caught up to him, Atemu taking hold of his right arm, Yami on his left, both of them sharing the same evil smile, telling Yugi they were up to something. Yugi couldn't deny that he was excited about what they were going to do with him, a little nervous as well, as he'd only ever been with one person at a time, not two. But he was willing to learn.

"Mmm... what should we do with him, Yami?" Atemu asked with a grin, both him and Yami carrying Yugi into the house, before setting him down on the sofa, sitting down beside him, one on each side, preventing Yugi from escaping. Not that he wanted to...

"We should..." Yami trailed off into a giggle, not totally used to the effect of sugar, and that particular soda had more sugar than normal in it as well. "We should have some... fun.. with Aibou...."

Atemu grinned. "I like that idea..."

"Hey! Doesn't anyone care about my opinion?" Yugi pouted, causing Yami and Atemu to giggle more. "We do," Yami nodded, "But just not right now... we have plans..."

Yugi opened his mouth to reply, but was cut off as Atemu kissed him suddenly. Yugi moaned softly, his eyes fluttering closed as he kissed Atemu back eagerly. Yami watched them, before leaning forward and kissing Yugi's neck softly, causing a soft moan to escape his lips at the pleasant feeling.

"Let us do the work," Atemu smiled at him, watching Yami undo the button and zipper of Yugi's pants, before sliding a hand inside teasingly. Yugi threw his head back and moaned loudly as Yami gripped his length, squeezing gently. Atemu grinned before kissing Yugi, stifling his moans while Yami pumped his length slowly, teasingly slow. Yugi suddenly arched his back and let out a small scream as Yami leaned down and closed his lips around Yugi's length, sucking him roughly. Atemu grinned at the show he received and kissed down Yugi's neck, then behind his ear, knowing Yugi's ears were his weakspot. Yugi moaned again, and the small hikari panted as Yami sucked him harder and rougher, bringing him rapidly to his release.

"Y-Yami!" Yugi moaned as he orgasmed, the feel of Yami's soft lips around his arousal too much for him to handle. Yami grinned inwardly and swallowed all he could, eyes widening as Atemu pulled him into a kiss right after.

Slumping back down against the sofa, Yugi's face was flushed, and he was panting a bit from his orgasm. "Gods," he panted, "I'm never letting you two have Strawberry Soda again... EVER..."

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Jounouchi sighed contently, leaning his head on Seth's right shoulder. He'd given up on trying to make Seto believe him. Why should he spend his time worrying over Seto, when he had Seth right here, who loved him and would do anything to see his hikari happy. And like Yugi said, Seto had to come around eventually. But Jou was fed up with waiting. Of course, whenever Seto decided to 'come around,' Jou and Seth would be there to welcome him.

Seth held Jou close, petting his blonde hair softly. He too, was upset that Seto wouldn't believe him, and anyone could see how it hurt Jou. Either Seto didn't care, or he was in denial.

"Are you alright hikari?" Seth asked, holding him close. Jou looked to him and smiled a little, nodding. "I'm fine," he replied, leaning closer into Seth's embrace, before kissing him softly. Seth wasn't expecting this, but happily kissed him back, only going as fast as his hikari was, not wanting to rush into things unless Jou wanted to.

Seto walked along quietly, heading back for his place. He decided against getting a ride home, as he wanted to walk and think to himself. He walked along the path cobblestone path in Domino Park, watching the different shaped stones as he walked, before looking up, his eyes widening considerably. There was Jounouchi, HIS Jounouchi, kissing someone who looked just like himself, only with slightly lighter and wilder hair, and he was tan. Not to mention how odd his clothes looked. But that was besides the point. HIS Puppy was kissing some look-a-like. Well, Jou wasn't really HIS, as he'd been ignoring him and pushing him away as of late. Then a thought hit Seto: Could all that yami and hikari nonsense be true after all?

It would most likely explain his look-a-like...

Seto walked over to them slowly, then paused, thought better of it and stalked off the other way. No. It couldn't be. He had to be hallucinating or something. He just HAD to be. Right?

"S-Seto?"

'Damn,' Seto cursed to himself as he heard Jou call his name. He could continue to ignore him and just walk off or he could be a man and face the truth. Turning slowly, Seto stood face to face with Jounouchi, not knowing what to say. He didn't have to say anything at all, because next thing he knew, he felt a stinging pain on his left cheek.

His eyes widened as the realization set in. Jou had slapped him. And he was know walking off, crying quietly with his look-a-like's arm around him. 'Alright... I deserved it,' Seto thought to himself with a sigh, rubbing his sore cheek.

*~*~*~*

Malik walked into the living room, smiling softly as he found Namu sitting on the sofa, curled up on the far right side, reading a book which was written in Egyptian, a blanket draped around his shoulders. Malik was still getting used to the idea of having his own hikari to look after now, but he liked the feeling. He got to protect someone, and got to be protected at the same time. It was a nice feeling.

Malik sat down beside Namu, reading over his shoulder. Namu looked up and smiled as he spotted Malik, kissing him softly. "Hey," he said quietly.

"Hello," Malik smiled, "How're you?"

"Good," Namu giggled slightly, setting his book down and curling up to Malik, "And yourself?"

"Good," Malik grinned, "Ryou's going to come over later on. He has to help me with my English homework. Again."

"Again?" Namu giggled again, "It's that hard?"

"It's harder to learn than Japanese was," Malik nodded. "I still don't completely know Japanese yet," Namu replied, speaking in Egyptian, as he'd gotten used to talking to Malik and Marik that way, "I know a little. Nothing too.. complex."

"It's easy to learn," Malik smiled, "Just takes practice."

Namu nodded, leaning his head on Malik's shoulder, purring contently as Malik stroked his long hair softly, "How come your hair is so long?" Malik asked after a moment. "Because I like it," Namu grinned. Malik smiled. "Well I like it too. It suits you well."

"Arigato," Namu grinned. Malik giggled. "See? You know more Japanese than you think."

"Sure I do," Namu smiled, pulling the blanket off his shoulders and covering himself and Malik with it, "I feel the need for a nap coming on."

"Me too," Malik smiled, settling down with his hikari.

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"Tell me again why I need more clothes?" Dorobo pouted as Ryou dragged him and Bakura into what was called a 'shopping mall'.

"Because, you can't wear the same thing ALL the time... and besides, you'll like having more things to chose to wear," Ryou smiled, "And shopping's fun. You'll see."

The Thief King still pouted. "But I like my clothes!" Said Thief King was still wearing his red robe and skirt, and nothing else. "Awe c'mon... having other clothes is... nice," Bakura smiled, "We'll even let you pick whatever you want."

"Well.. alright," Dorobo finally gave in, unable to resist his hikari's puppy eyes. "Awesome!" Ryou smiled widely, pulling him into a department store, "Right now it's pretty warm out, so you'd need light clothes. Like shorts and tanktops. And sandals or sneakers."

Dorobo looked lost. "How about.. you two pick out some clothes for me, and I'll tell you if I like it or not."

After the time they left the store, each one was carrying a bag full of clothes, and Dorobo now wore a pair of light blue basketball mesh shorts and a white tanktop, topped off with a pair of sneakers. "Now don't you feel better?" Ryou smiled at him, and Dorobo couldn't help but grin. "Now that you mention it... I kinda do. Kinda."

"Oh you know you love it," Bakura grinned, "Ryou I'm hungry!"

"Then I guess we're hitting the food court next," Ryou said, then added thoughtfully, "That is, if I have any money left... And NO, we can't steal any!" he said, shooting a pointed look to his yami's.

"Damn," Bakura giggled, "You're no fun."

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Yes... so sorry it took so long to get out Chapter 08! I've been uber busy with the holidays coming up! So yes... here you guys go! ^^ Comment? Please? *Makes puppy eyes*