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draegon_writer @ 2009-01-16T13:54:00

2009-01-17T04:51:44Z

Duke stood over the pair that slumbered, his arms loaded down with food and other provisions the human boy would need. "I swear. Yami," he toed the slumbering male with his foot. "Get your ass up. Move to an inner pool so they can't catch where your scent comes from."

Yami glared a bleary red eye at his friend . . . soon to EX-friend if he didn't stop waking him up. "Fuck off, Duke, before I strangle you."

"Move or the Council will know where you are, prince."

His glare intensified. "You're a prince too, damn it. They should give up on me already!"

Duke shrugged. "You're powerful and extremely poisonous. Traits they think would make a great king. It's that versus me, an unknown, being in rule. Now, look at it from their point of view."

Yami growled. "Yes, well, they can fuck off. I refuse to ascend the throne. They'll just have to deal with it." He pushed up slowly, adjusting his little Yugi until the boy had his head in Yami's lap. The boy really was too thin and weak. It was troubling to say the least, and that meant he would have to find out what had been causing so much pain. Normally when a triton (he loathed merman with a passion) mated a human and the mating mark took, the human remained as healthy as the triton that had sired the bond. Things like this just did not happen . . . unless something extremely evil or powerful was in the vicinity.

Duke came back into the entrance, arms free as he gestured for Yami to place Yugi in his arms. "Come on, you stubborn ass, let me have your little mate and you can crawl over to the pool. It won't take ten minutes."

Yami bared his suddenly lengthened fangs. "Be careful how you talk, guppy. I will poison you if I think I should."

Duke rolled his eyes. If he didn't know better, he'd say that Yami was more possessive than any other triton-merman-mermaid-whatever that he had seen before. He picked the small boy off Yami's lap, ignoring the frustrated snarl that erupted. "If you want your mate back, move your tentacles. Come on, shorty, get moving."

Yami growled out a sigh as he complied with the logic of his friend. Fight they might, but they were near inseparable. He held back a second sigh, his eyes rolling at his own mood swings. Sometimes he knew he was worse than a woman!

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Three days Yugi did little more than sleep. Duke fed him broths and thick soups, only venturing from the cave system at high tide for freshwater and new greens when needed. Yami was with him, his head lolling wearily against the seaweed covered rock outcropping. The absolute silence was driving both sea faring men slowly insane with cabin fever.

When Yugi finally woke up for more than a few minutes, Yami was there trying to coax the boy into doing more than sit there, tentacles waving with irritation. Yugi grinned softly and ended up in the inner pool with Yami cuddling. Duke was gone again, his tail flailing and flinging water back to the pool. Yugi screeched at he feeling of the suddenly much colder water. "AH!"

Yami chuckled. "Ah, it is not that bad, little one."

Yugi crinkled his nose. "Y-yeah and yo-you're a tri-triton. I'm n-n-not," he shivered and tried to burrow closer to Yami in an effort to get warmer. It was then, the foggy sleepiness gone, that he noticed that his clothing was gone. No more. Kaput. "Wha-what h-happened to my clo-clo-clothes?" His face was warm but that seemed to be the only thing that was right then.

Yami shrugged. "I do not wear clothes therefore I cannot help you, little one. There is one thing I can think of, though . . ."

"Hm?"

Yami took Yugi's mouth, tongue pushing past the lax lips that formed to his own moments later. His larger hands tracked over the smooth chest and scarred back of the smaller male. He tweaked and tickled, fingers causing the boy to laugh when he trailed them over his sides lightly. Yugi pulled back laughing and squirming giving Yami a terribly horrible idea. For Yugi, not Yami.

He pulled Yugi's arms behind his back, holding them with a tentacle.

"Oh, no. No, nonononononononono. Stop! STOP!" he screamed, laughing too hard as dexterous fingers played with his ribs and stomach. "Ack!" He twisted trying to free his hands, bringing his knees up to try and save his stomach from the evil fingers. "Not fair! Ah, ha hahahahahahahaha! Stop. Stop!" Tentacles came up to grab his legs, two a piece that made his soft limbs lay flat against the softly eroded stone. "Yami!"

Yami laughed, his fingers seeking more places, finding his underarms, elbows and neck making the teen gasp in giggles. Yami finally gave in to the temptation and let his mouth taste said neck. Yugi moaned ever so softly as Yami's fingers fell away and instead grabbed him close plastering Yugi's body to his own. He suckled the supple flesh that bruised easily. Yugi arched into that mouth with a whimper. It felt really good. Too good, too hot, too much but it wouldn't be enough. He needed more. More of what, though?

"Yami . . . more," he whispered. Yami licked up to that wonderfully sexy mouth and kissed Yugi breathless, panting for the air he needed. He didn't know if it was him, but Yugi seemed to taste better every time he tasted him.

Yugi stretched and arched as far as he could while bound into the touch of his triton mate, his face flushed and his breath erratic pants. "Please!"

"Please what, little one? Kiss you? I already have," Yami breathed into the mouth that was open beneath his own before finally kissing him teasingly. "Please taste you?" he licked and suckled Yugi's neck. "Please suck you? Or may hap you would prefer if I had my way with your body, pushing my cock so far inside you that you will feel it for the rest of your life?"

Yugi cried out softly, his eyes unfocused. Yami was about to do all that and more when a voice reached him.

"I can't let you do that, Seto, Marik. Yami would end up killing you and I would have to watch." Yami cursed lowly and long. Yugi felt that his mate had stiffened and he let the haze fade into an unpleasant reality. "And where's Malik? I thought your twin never left your side."

Yami let his face turn into Yugi's long hair, growling in warning as the others came close. Duke, they could hear, had stopped and warned the others in a soft voice. Yugi was glad that he was in the water right about now. Clothes wouldn't be that much of an issue now that they wouldn't be able to see through the slightly dark water. Yugi lifted his hands behind his back to indicate that he wanted loose and Yami let him go. Turning around, legs twisting together with the tentacles refusing to let go. Yugi looked over his shoulder with a mild glare at the triton behind him before ignoring it all together.

Duke was the first to round the bend and he was as naked today as he had been for the last four. Yugi felt a blush coat his cheeks but ignored it. "Hello again, Duke. Who are our guests?" His voice was soft and almost feminine (something he hated with a passion he later let both Yami and Duke know) as he greeted his new friend. Well, he couldn't really be called an acquaintance.

Another male, this one with dark hair and piercing blue eyes walked forward, his skin almost as dark as Duke's without one tan line in sight. He really was a good looking man, quite thin but well muscled. Duke gestured him forward. "This, Yugi, is Seto. He is also a true breed and able to shift as I do."

A labored grunt of frustration made Yugi look at the figure sliding across the floor with a vicious snarl on his face. The body was that of a large ancient dinosaur. The boy's mouth held sharp teeth that stated clearly he was carnivorous. Pale silver shaded hair stood from his face in a styled look that hid the curved horns that matched the color of his hair. Vivid eyes that flashed from blue to purple to gray and back stared at the tiny Yami look-a-like intently.

"And this is Marik. His twin brother - identical twin - is somewhere." Yugi grinned.

"I'd heard. I would have to be deaf not to hear you coming from the water, Duke. Wha-what," he cleared his throat and a glare was slashed at Yami, "what can we do for you?"

While they had been talking, Yami had snuck a tentacle up Yugi's legs and between his thighs. Yami was quite glad that his tentacles were slick already as he rubbed against the wilting cock of his mate. It stopped wilting quickly enough when he applied pressure that had his little one glaring at him. Yami grinned, he couldn't help himself with such a tempting supple body before him. Ignoring the others well enough, he set about playing with Yugi's body. The boy kicked back at him, the move unaffective with his legs bound as they were.

"Damn it, Yami, quit it!" he hissed quietly to his triton mate. "I'm trying to talk to them."

"You can talk later," he ghosted his breath over Yugi's ear and smirked broadly when goosbumps raised along Yugi's arm.

"You don't stop and I will make you sleep alone for a month," he growled just loud enough to let Duke hear him. The black-haired man laughed out loud, his eye full of mirth.

"Your mate has bite, brother."

Yami humphed and let it go. He would have time to do what he wanted later.

What An Interesting Love: Chapter 4

2008-05-15T21:14:48Z

Yugi shifted in his arms and Yami breathed hard into his mouth making Yugi breathe deeply instead of the pants he had been taking. He needed to get them to the Conical and he needed to get there...now. Not ten minutes later, Yugi was once again "exploring" with his hands and Yami slid a tentacle up and between the other's legs. Yugi jumped and tensed, his hands stopping where they were and Yami mentally sighed in relief. He propelled them forward at an intense pace and Yami was swearing in three different languages as he tried to get somewhere he could get his little Yugi off his body so he could cool off. Molesting one's mate was usually frowned upon...unless the advances were recognized as such.

He broke the surface of the water in the Conical, the vents letting in a hard breeze and some light. Yami dragged Yugi to the ledge and pushed him up onto the sandy bank before he floated back and tried to breathe past the lust clouding his mind. Yugi made a small sound and Yami glanced over to him to see bright violet eyes watching him intently, nervously, and even a little worriedly.

"Are you okay?" was asked softly and Yami growled low. 'No, I'm not okay! I'm horny, you're my mate, and I can't do jack SHIT to you. No, I'm NOT okay.'

"Not really," was gritted out and he crossed his arms over his chest. Yugi didn't like the look of pain on Yami's face and slid back into the water, treading to stay above water as he skimmed over to Yami's darker form. Yami jerked back when he touched him, his eyes rolling back in his head when Yugi caressed his gills delicately. "St-stop, little one, or I might make you regret coming with me," he rasped, grabbing the outcropping of a ledge behind him, trying to pull himself up and away from Yugi.

Yugi blushed once he realized what it was he had been doing. "Oh...I'm so sorry, Yami." His big, luminescent eyes glistened up at him making him feel bad for making his little one uncomfortable and sad.

He reached forward, knowing he was going to regret this, and lightly kissed Yugi on his lips, butterfly soft. Yugi sighed and pushed back into the kiss liking the feel and wanting to taste that complex blend of flavors that was all Yami. Yami growled into Yugi's mouth, shoving his tongue deep into Yugi's soft cavern even as the smaller boy giggled. Yami nipped his lip in retaliation making him gasp at the small hurt. He grinned against Yugi's mouth with a warm chuckled coming from his chest. Yugi laced his fingers around Yami's neck to stay out of the water, Yami sliding one arm around the tiny waist as he pulled himself up on the sand with Yugi in tow. Yugi rolled under him, Yami hovering easily over his little one even as his tentacles curled around soft thighs leaving little circular bites from the suction cups and slithering easily under the shorts Yugi wore. Yugi yelped into the kiss when the sensation actually reached his brain beyond the haze of pleasure. Yami pulled back to laugh, his hands seeking to touch Yugi's shoulders, chest, caressing pert pink nipples on soft pale flesh with thumb and forefinger. Yugi arched into the touch, 3% of something in his mind wondering what the hell was going on and why he was allowing it the other 97% telling the 3% to shut the fuck up and enjoy what was happening.

Yami sat up completely and Yugi gasped. He had forgotten the Yami didn't wear clothes and now he was getting a full and quite impressive view of what the man--er, mer man had to offer. He felt his cheeks heat up so quickly he was surprised he wasn't bleeding out from somewhere. Yami smirked at him and leaned down proving he was quite flexible as he licked and nipped the skin around his neck to his chest, nibbling on Yugi's nipples with a satisfied hum. One of his hands reached below the wet shorts and grasping Yugi in a slightly roughened hand, thumb swiping over the head causing the tiny boy to keen desperately even as he tried to pump into the hand. His frantic fingers dug into Yami's back and pulled his hair unconciously with every touch, whimpers coming from deep in his throat that made Yami so hard it almost hurt.

He hooked a tentacle and one hand around the waist band of the shorts and pulled them down and off, flinging the flimsy material to the side. The view offered to him was a sight to behold...pale porcelain skin with dark, almost black hair fading into lighter red, pale bangs framing the largest purple eyes he had ever seen. Cheeks were flushed, lips bruised and red, head back offering the soft neck even as his chest heaved when he tried to take a breath. His body was willow thin, soft as satin, and unblemished in the front even if he knew the back was all but blistered with scars. His legs were long and seemed to go on forever before ending in feet that were barely calloused from long disuse. His eyes traveled back up to his prize. His sex was pale and leaking, the head a pale blush color and peeking from the fist wrapped easily around it. He swooped down, licking the head to taste the salty, bitter flavor of semen, tongue dipping to the slit hungrily. Yugi cried out at the newest sensation with abandon, rolling his head back as he arched as far as he could into that hot mouth. Yami sucked the head in until his nose was brushing curly dark red hair as his tongue traced the vein on the underside of Yugi's cock.

Sucking long, he pulled back until he was once again lavishing the head of the cock with his tongue. his hand reached forward to tweak one nipple just as he sucked hard making Yugi come with a small scream. Yami felt his own body release with a deep groan. he slurped the softening cock in his mouth until all that Yugi had to give was swallowed and he let it go with a wet popping sound. Yugi was shivering in the aftershock of his orgasm and Yami tucked him into his chest when he lay down next to him their breath hard and shaky.

A few minutes later Yugi fluttered tired eyes open to look at his mate. "I take it that's what's going to happen every time when we're within ten feet of each other?" Yami nodded hesitantly and Yugi sighed. "That might not be too bad...if I survive the next time," he grinned before snuggling into his new plushy pillow and nodding off quickly. Yami shook his head wondering what went on inside the boy's mind as he settled in for his own nap.

YAY! SEX! . . . Or the next best thing for now. Yes, they did hit it quickly, but I will have an explanation in the next chapter. Yes, I like bringing in sex when I feel like it, but I won't do so without lots of background already worked out in my plot. So, before anyone has a cow about abrupt sex scenes, it WILL BE EXPLAINED SOON. Bye.

What An Interesting Love: Chapter 3

2008-04-09T02:21:00Z

"My life has just gone from weird-stalker-fangirl-creepy Tea to fish people who insist on walking around naked of all things...Who in Heaven or Hell have I pissed off in the past? Was it a past life? And why am I taking this so calmly?" He peeked through his fingers and squeaked when he saw the other man still running around the shore naked and squeezed his eyes shut. He forced his mind to work, the process takign too long. That's right...the strange dreams that've been driving me nuts when I was in the coma. It was always Yami! He sighed gustily. "Okay, apparently being exposed to freaky dreams for six months helped me get over the fact that you're a fricken' fish--" Yami growled abrumptly at being labeled a fish "--but why am I not screaming at the top of my lungs in fear or revulsion? Too much. Just...just, too much." Yugi looked at his look-a-like, looked back at the shore, then passed out more from exhaustion and shock than anything else. That and his body was still healing from six months of inactivity.

Yami desperately tried not to panic, but being that he couldn't tranform and help his little mate, he was feeling quite ineffective when he was needed. Hell, he couldn't even shed his guise of the sea like some of the cross breeds or one of the half breeds. He was stuck as he was, no way of venturing onto land for long exposure to wind and sun without inviting his own death and it pissed him off in the extreme.

So, taking a deep breath, he floundered up onto the bank a little awkwardly, his arms bulging with his own weight. Yugi was still somewhat wrapped in his tentacles so he had to make sure he didn't use those while maintaining balance. Not undoable exactly, but quite difficult. He slumped further up the bank of the tiny island before a turned and took Yugi in his arms, the slight boy nearly weightless causing Yami some distress. He hadn't noticed earlier, the bond snapping into place for him, but now he truly was worried about his little one. Even if he had been in a coma, the mark should have prevented the loss of health. Something was really wrong.

"Duke, my little one, he is sick. What is it? What could cause it?" Duke looked at the worried look on Yami's face and felt his smile fade. Yami didn't get worried, he got even and then some.

"Le' meh 'ave a gander at 'im, Yami. I'll tell ya in jus' a minute," he mumbled around the leeks he had in his mouth. "Mmmm, crun'sheeee." Yami rolled his eyes at his friend and waited patiently, trying not to fume too much while Duke took his time.

"Oh, lighten up," Duke complained when Yami stared a hole through his head. "He's not going anywhere and, if I'm right--and you know I usually am about this, just you holding him is making the boy better. Notice the color? The filling out of disused muscles? His hair is even growing enough for me to notice...not that it needs it. But, seriously, he's not in immediate danger."

"YUGI! OH, YUGI! COME TO TEA!"

"Than again," Duke squeaked before heading to the water, "I could be wrong. Get him out of here...now, Yami. Take him to the Conical, keep him there until she's gone, then, when it's safe, I'll give the go-ahead." He slipped into the water and didn't transform. He swam to Yugi's discarded clothing and slipped them under a rock in the bottom of the pool before wading further into the deeper water. Yami watched this closely making sure Duke didn't leave anything of Yugi's prescence before sliding into the water silently, Yugi coming with him. He knew that this was going to be hard to take his little one under water. Yugi had to wake up.

"Little one, Yugi, wake up. You must wake up, this Tea creature is coming," he murmured into the long hair of his mate. Yugi blinked sleepily up at him, his eyes cloudy with sleep.

"Tea? I doan wan' 'er to find me," he slurred before burrowing back into Yami's chest.

"OH, YUGI! I LOVE YOU! I WANT TO BEAR YOUR CHILDREN AND BE THE PERFECT WIFE! WHY WON'T YOU LET ME?" Yugi's eyes snapped open and he lurched up in panic, butting his head into Yami's jaw, making them both wince, Yugi whimpering and Yami growling.

"Get me away from her!" he whispered in fear. "PLEASE! I begging you, don't let that--that horrible leech get me." Yami looked him in the eye and nodded slowly.

"There is a place I can take you, but you will have to trust me. It's far under the water, in a vented cave system, so the air is constantly refreshed and the tide doesn't affect it in any way. But, it is your decision to go with me." Yugi took a deep breath and nodded that, yes, he was going to go and trust Yami with his life. Yami felt his lips quirk up, his hand resting on Yugi's neck, pulling him forward and letting their lips press together. Yugi gasped against his lips and Yami breathed into his mouth before submerging them both without another word. Yugi stiffened in fear when the water prevented him from breathing...until Yami breathed into his mouth where their lips were still fused. He took the air and breathed it back out, Yami taking then giving fresh air back. Yugi let his curiosity get the better of him and he felt for the gills that had to be there. He checked the shoulders, hands sliding easily in the water over the muscled body supporting him up to the neck, frilly bits making him jerk his fingers away. Gasping another breath from Yami, he put his hands back to where he had felt the difference and felt Yami stiffen slightly, Yami's arms tightening around him, his tentacles grasping him strongly.

Letting his fingers travel across his neck, he felt two opened flaps on each side on Yami's neck, but they were too smal to give up that much air for not one but two people. He let his hands wander down his chest, lighlty stroking the skin in case he met the same frilly feeling of gills, encountering the open flaps halfway under his arms overlapping where the lungs would be, the frilly filtering system tickling his fingers. Yami was moving faster, his fingers running along Yugi's neck, touching the set of teeth in his shoudler, his tentacles that weren't being used to swim with running higher up his thighs, between his legs. Yugi seemed to get the message: Stop. You're turning me on...

Or that was what he got. Then again, it might have been: Keep going. I really want to have sex.

He breathed a little quicker making Yami follow his almost panting like breath. He was a frickin' virgin! He did NOT need to have his virginity taken by a fish man...And even if he didn't quite like girls, he would have found someone...eventually. Okay, so he didn't do the whole dating thing or even getting to know people outside his small band of best buds, but that was no reason to go for the first sexy fish guy who took his first kiss to take his virginity. Even if it was hot having the exotic man kiss him senseless. Even if he wanted to keep being touched by those slippery fingers that rubbed his neck--more specifically, the bite mark--that made his body shiver and warmth pool at the base of his spine. Nope...he didn't want that at all.

What the...? Was he trying to talk himself into or out of having sex with his look-a-like? He was a horny teenager, DAMN IT! His hand just didn't cut it all the time!

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Duke felt the woman's eyes before on his back he actually saw her. He turned his head and grimaced at the strange aura that clouded her from his sight. Yami was usually a non-aura with his supreme control, so only the red of anger or lust got through. Yugi was a white and cream color, blues and purples dotting and streaking through it, but he could still see Yugi. This Tea creature was gray and black and red, flickering through the colors in a worrying fashion. She wasn't fully right in the head. Maybe obsessive or slighlty insane.

Duke forced a grin to his face, his green eyes blank. "Hello? I heard you calling for a Yugi, but I'm not quite him," he joked lightly, falsely.

She frowned at him suspiciously. "Are you sure?" When he nodded she sighed in aggrivation. "Damn, I was hoping he'd be here! He's supposed to be my fiance, but you wouldn't know it with the way he runs from me."

Duke ducked his head to hide the snarl on his lips. This woman was obssesed and sick, her aura screaming at him. Yugi was her plaything not her mate.

"Well, if it's any consolation, I could be the prize," he smirked daringly, letting her get a good look if for nothing else than to distract her for the few minutes it was going to take for who ever was following her to get here. He could hear them making their way silently to the little pool of water so all he had to do was wait until the bitch was taken away.

Tea laughed, her voice hysterical sounding. "Ah, ah, ah. Ate--I mean, Yugi is the only man I'm interested in."

Duke rolled his eyes. She really was one sick guppy. "Yeah, yeah, he's probably some brat that hates the thought of marriage if he's run from you gorgeous!" He watched her blink. "What? It's true. You're like a princess," he gushed falsely. He hated sucking up, but he'd gotten used to it because he was one of those true breed brats. And ancient breed, too, it seemed.

"Tea! I've already told you to leave the property! Do not push me to escort from the premises." The voice was older, gruff and quite angry. It reminded Duke of Yugi's voice, only much, much older. A silver haired, purple eyed man with a slight tan. He wore a long-sleeved tan shirt and brown slacks with brown flip-flops. Duke approved of him immensely.

"Excuse me, sir, but is this woman not supposed to be here?"

The man turned to him and blinked slowly to take in the fact that a young man was skinny dipping on his property. "I'm sorry, young man, I didn't see you there."

Duke smiled sincerly. "Yeah, a kid let me know that I could come here once in a while if I wanted to beat the overflowing beaches. He was a cute kid."

The older man smiled at him and nodded. "I see."

"Yeah, but if it's too much trouble, I'll skat or something." Duke gave a sheepish smile, sinking in the water as if to preserve his modesty. "Anyway, I'll leave the way I came. Nice talking to you, sir!" Waving his hand cheerfully, he dove deep and swam away.

What an Interesting Love: Chapter 2

2008-03-23T01:28:31Z

Pairing(s): Yugi/? (It's a surprise!...Okay, not really.)
Current Rating: M-NC17
Specified Warnings: This story will be YAOI, SLASH, Male/Male, Shonen-Ai or whatever else they're calling it these days. That means, sex between two male partners. You do not like that, go the hell away. This might seem rude, but
some people do not get it the first time around unless someone is harsh. Yugi will also be seventeen (17) for the
very fact that I need him not quite legal...yet. That, and teenagers are easy to write and this gives my stupid plot
bunny the reign it is demanding (the little bastard). Oh, and tentacles.
Beta: None as of yet. If you would like to, contact me here. I will tell you, though, I write on the spot, nothing is set
out, no chapters written ahead. I write when I can, at least when LJ doesn't take over RL, and prefer not to spend
everyday on the net or computer. I'm sorry if this burns your buns, but I'm living with a two year old (though he isn't
mine) and must take care of him first.
Summary/Notes: Yugi is out on a boat when he finds himself swimming for his life. Fortunately--or unfortunately--
he is saved by something...and then that's when it gets weird.
Chapter: Chapter the Second!

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"I was wondering when you'd wake up," murmured Duke, rolling his green eyes at the red-eyed man who lay quietly.

"How long?" His voice was raspy with disuse, his eyes crusty from long hours of sleep.

Duke shrugged. "Six months. I had to put you here in the Conical so that you'd stay wet yet allow me to get some of this nasty shit down your throat. This is just...ew," he snarled his nose at the evil smelling brew he held in the ceramic mug. He crossed his very human legs, his skin bare and tanned. He was a true breed and one of Yami's best friends.

Yami, of course, crossed his arms, the long stay unconcious not even phasing his physical strength as he rolled his red eyes back at Duke's melodramatic tendencies. Yami wasn't a true breed but a cross breed, one of the beings that had half human-half sea creature properties. His upper body all the way to his slim hips was human (that and his--eh, well, his manliness) was sculpted without being bulky. He was lithe and flexible, his human matching his animal.

"You know, Yami, dude, that this isn't going to work. Your little toy is human, buddy," he groused suddenly, is eyes watching the cavern walls over Yami's shoulders. Yami looked at Duke with sudden scorn, his lip curled in a snarl.

"Do not speak of which you do not understand, you stupid little goldfish. He is mine. Mine and no one elses." He grabbed Duke's sun bronzed face with an iron grip. "He. Is. Mine," red eyes glared into green vicously. He flung the true breed from him with a sniff of disdain when he spied the glint of mad hilarity glowing. "Stupid little cuddle fish."

"Hey!" Duke gave an affronted look. "I am not a cuddle fish...that's that little princess what's-his-name."

Yami stared at Duke before a smile started to edge his lips, and then he was laughing, full and throaty like rich chocolate. He hoisted himself up on his arms easily, easing his body up and onto the smoothed floor, his tentacles a deep burgundy-black. The underside was a deep electric blue at the tips and fading into navy the further up it went. Duke gave him an "up-down" stare, mock whistled and then choked when Yami shoved him into the pool the cross breed had occupied previously.

"You're a complete and total ass, Yami," Duke spluttered when he finally surfaced.

"I know," Yami smirked at the other boy, his eyes flashing eerily.

Yami slithered-crawled across the floor on his arms, lifting most of his tentacles from the hard and unforgiving surface. He might have been able to move across it without trouble, but that didn't mean he wanted to take on any annoying scratches or painful rashes that could have been prevented. He had his little human to find...

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Yugi had finally gotten out of the house, his muscles weak without use, but he forced himseld to keep going until he found his hidden cove. His grandpa might know he went to it, but he had never actually found it to Yugi's knowledge. But that had been six months ago...

Hopefully, and with a little luck, Tea hadn't seen or followed him. He would hate to have to drown himself to keep that woman away...near (previous) death experience(s) notwithstanding.

His hair had lengthened, swaying past his torso from the weight it now carried even when it once had stood straight in the air. Right now, he had it pulled into a loose ponytail at his nape, the band slipping further and further down the mostly black tresses. Stripping to his skivvies, Yugi waded into the shallow water, feet touching fine-ground sand and large boulders and smaller, sharper rocks. Little vine-like appendages of seaweed tickled his toes as he moved around just soaking up the air, sun, and sun-warmed water as if it were life energy made tangible. He sighed, eyes closing as he rested on a little island of stacked stones, boulders, and packed sand comfortably, letting the sun and light breeze dry him off slowly. He blinked tiredly, slighlty dozing only to wake up seconds later then napping again.

To Yami, it was one of the cutest things he had ever seen. The boy was wrapped around himself, snoozing like a kitten in the sun, his honey skin dappled with the reflected light of the ocean water. He made his way silently and efficiently to the younger boy's side, eyes checking for damage, noting the scars decorating his back where he had collided with the rocks, two on his left thigh where another stone had all but impaled him, and several along his upperarms and hands. The one he was intrested in, though, were the teeth-marks that marred his neck. The pale skin, so much paler than Yami's own, was hidden by the long hair that drapped like a curtain of jewel tones around the small boy and Yami felt frustration take him. How was he to tell if the mark had taken or not if he couldn't even see that blasted thing?

Duke lounged behing him on the shore of the mainland, his green eyes watching for intruders and the abundant animal life that made the reefs their home. He had to say, even if Yami was a narcissist, he had good taste in his partners. To him, Yugi was like a tiny femme version of his best buddy: long hair, delicate build, large and violet colored eyes...eyes that made people think of the innocence and kindness. If it weren't for that tiny factor (Yugi's...manliness), he'd have sworn up and down that Yami's boy was a girl. A very pretty, delicate, tiny girl...

"Stop thinking, Duke. You're brain is going to melt," Yami sing-songed from his position next to the boy. A boy they didn't know the name of. This was going to be a long week, he could tell.

"Ah, shut up, you little mermaid. At least my mate doesn't look like some tiny girl," he mumbled back, knowing Yami would hear him. The growl was reward enough so he sat back, arms supporting him and letting his tail rest. As a true breed he didn't get in the water as often as his ancestors meaning that when he did transform (AKA - gain a tail and gills) his muscles wouldn't be used to the form or the movement. His alternate form, when he fully transformed, was something of a mystery. No one had ever seen what he was, ancestors or otherwise, so he was unclassified. Yay for being different...Not.

Yami ignored the other male and concentrated on removing the hair that covered the bite mark on Yugi's neck...if it was still there. He hoped it was. It would mean that he had found his mate, a life mate, a soul mate, someone to cherish and hold and...Erh, yeah. Well, time to fish my mind from its self-imposed dunking in the gutter. Humans have such a strange language but sometimes it's quite fitting...

Fingers sifted forward through the hair slowly, moving it to one side, the silky texture tickling his hands as it rippled like water. The boy stirred but settled immediately, nuzzling into Yami's palm. Yami almost cooed and felt Duke's eyes looking at him. Damn, he knew his friend was all but crowing with the black mail material he was gathering...Stupid human monkey.

The hair in his hands slithered and slid, his fingers shifting slightly to catch it all and move it. For hair, it was heavy and thick, the strands tangling his fingers and wrists making it hard to move before he had one shoulder, the shoulder closest to him, bared. The shoulder was smooth, the skin unmarred by scar or teeth and Yami felt his heart falling into his stomach.

Yugi felt the caresses in his hair, murmuring his delight in the warm, tender tugs and light petting. He snuggled into the hands pulling through his hair so gently and sighed, peeking his eye open. He closed it and tried to keep panic at bay. There was a GUY...and he was petting his hair...and, oh Kami, that felt good...He shuddered as a hand caressed his neck and left shoulder with butterfly touches, his hands coming up to grab the hands and hold them to himself when they tried to move away.

Yami felt a bit of trepidation when the little one started to wake up by degrees, first by responding to the touches in his hair, and then he had thought he had seen the boy's eye open, if only slightly. Now, the breathing was irregular and somewhat too soft to be natural sleep. The real turning point of the whole deal had been when he tried to move away and the boy had grabbed his hands. Now he stared into the deepest, most surreal violet eyes he had ever seen. He'd never seen eyes like that before, not in all of his life or travels. Eyes that color didn't exist, not really...

"Who are you?"

Yami was startled from his musings when the little violet eyed vixen repeated his question, his hair sliding around them as he sat up slowly, arms trembling with weary strength. Yami became concerned. He shouldn't be this weak, not his...well, not the boy. He wasn't, as of yet, Yami's.

"Yami," he replied quietly, red eyes, so red they looked like fresh flowing blood gazed into the violet stare.

Yugi felt his chest tighten, breathing becoming hard, and something inside him flared when his eyes met Yami's. He looks like me...well, almost. That was his first thought fllowed by: Fragging WHAT?! He's not...human...? Am I loosing my mind?

Yugi took in the strangeness of someone with tentacles...lots of tentacles that reminded him of that rich burgundy velvet that you just had to touch to see if it really was that soft. He let go of one hand and reach forward, fingers finding the soft, spongy surface not quite like the velvet he imagined, but still silky. This startled Yami so much that he nearly fell from the island, his tentacles and arms wrapping around the nearest solid thing to stay upright. Which happened to be...Yugi.

The tumbled back, further from the water and Yami somehow rolling under Yugi's slight frame, the tiny boy covering his chest and holding on tightly. He slowly let his accidentally-captured-somewhat-too-cute boy and felt himself flush. Yugi, his arms trying to push him up, was flaming, his face to red he looked sunburned.

"Your name?"

Yugi looked at the man that had just used him as a...well, what would you call it? "Huh?"

"What is your name, little human?" That voice was thick like chocolate, warm and melted. Yugi shivered at the intense sound of it.

"Y-Yugi. My name is Yugi, Yami-sama."

Yami lifted his hands to Yugi's nape, fingers flexing softly. "Yugi..." his voice was soft. His hand brushed Yugi's neck, the right side, and Yugi stifled an embarassed/aroused moan. Yami stopped moving, his hand still before he sat up, Yugi now in his lap, hands moving the thick hair to the side. There, on Yugi's neck was a perfect set of teeth, faded and stitched, but there.

Yami felt himself rejoicing, his heart singing. He reached forward, puling the other towards him, and kissed soft lips.

Joy, oh, joy...I got time to myself to put more up here. Be sweet and tell me whatcha think, ya hear?

What an Interesting Love

2008-03-21T17:04:19Z

Umm, I'm doing a YGO fanfic for the pure pleasure of getting this hopping, mad, deranged bunny to go back to Hell. So, now onto the warnings and all that stuff.

Pairing(s): Yugi/? (It's a surprise!...Okay, not really.)
Current Rating: M-NC17
Specified Warnings: This story will be YAOI, SLASH, Male/Male, Shonen-Ai or whatever else they're calling it these days. That means, sex between two male partners. You do not like that, go the hell away. This might seem rude, but
some people do not get it the first time around unless someone is harsh. Yugi will also be seventeen (17) for the
very fact that I need him not quite legal...yet. That, and teenagers are easy to write and this gives my stupid plot
bunny the reign it is demanding (the little bastard). Oh, and tentacles.
Beta: None as of yet. If you would like to, contact me here. I will tell you, though, I write on the spot, nothing is set
out, no chapters written ahead. I write when I can, at least when LJ doesn't take over RL, and prefer not to spend
everyday on the net or computer. I'm sorry if this burns your buns, but I'm living with a two year old (though he isn't
mine) and must take care of him first.
Summary/Notes: Yugi is out on a boat when he finds himself swimming for his life. Fortunately--or unfortunately--
he is saved by something...and then that's when it gets weird.

I dedicate the fox mood things to Krista. Happy, happy, Joy, joy.

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"Hey, Yugi! YUGI! Come here to me," cooed/bellowed Tea. He sunk further behind the tall stack of boxes that once held food hoping his bright hair didn't let the slightly deranged woman find him. He couldn't help it if he was a spitting image of her once-upon-a-time fiance that just happened to be a seventh cousin several times removed. All he had wanted was to make her feel better after his cousin's car accident...well, that plan backfired spectacularly. He was too young for her, just now, as in today, turning seventeen. That woman was a FREAK!

"Oh, come on, Yugi-baby! Don't you know I love you? No one can replace Atem, but I do love you. You make me so happy!" Yugi shuddered. No, thank you, I prefer to keep hiding like a virgin bride on her wedding night. And I would just love it if you would GO. A-WAY. Buh-Bye, go on now...DAMMIT! Go the FUCK AWAY! AHHH!

Yugi's mental rant was cut off went a swell rocked the boat violently, knocking the boxes over, knocking him into the short railing before Tea spotted him. Taking his chances, he grabbed a life-saver tube and plunged into the cold water. Summer, it might be, warm, it was not. And anyway, he knew that he was less than a quater mile from shore, he was on the swim team at school (one of the best), and he had an iflatable life-raft in his shorts for this idiotically specific occasion. He was going to maim his beloved grandfather the next time he saw the brilliant, mildly insane card collector-seller. Oh, Grandpa is going to PAY.

"Yugi! YUGI! Please don't run away! I need you, I love you, I'll give you children and be the best wife!"

Yugi swan faster, his legs kicking him steadily towards the shore. He shuddered as the woman ranted in this manner until he dove far under the water, her voice distorted and his eyes stinging from the salt. It was not so cold now that he was used to the temprature, but it wasn't all that warm either and he forced himself to cut through the waves and swells, using the bigger ones going towards the land to push him forward. When he surfaced again, Tea's voice was tiny, the boat far enough away he couldn't clearly make her out...then again, it might have been because of the salt that made his eyes tear and hurt like hot pokers pushing being pushed under his eye lids. Well...this sucks. At least there isn't a storm. Yet, anyway. Dammit, GRANDPA! I can't believe you'd do this! I know you're worried about me, but this is too much!

Again, he dove and sliced through the water like a fish, or "merman" his mother once commented, and felt the swelling of a large wave around and below him as it pushed him high and through the top of the water, tumbling him like a limp ragdoll. Right into an outcropping of rock. He struggled to move, to make the water push him away from the grusome death of being speared by sharp rock or bleeding to death in what was considered shark infested waters. Neither one was even romotely appealing, but he wasn't really given a choice. He closed his eyes before he impacted, holding his breath the best he could. And he hit, hard, some of his skin being rubbed raw, or even away on the crudely cute spirals of jagged stone. He wanted to scream but kept his mouth closed in fear that if he did scream, he might drown instead, water filling his lungs and mouth and nose, leaving him heavy.

The swell came again, and he silently cried with the pain. It was going to happen again, he felt his terror sweel with the water, trying hard to get away. He did hit again, his ody pulsating with his heart beat for every once of pain he recieved when arms, warm and strong, caught him. That was all he remembered before he fell away, the darkness covering him like a blanket.

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He woke, the suddeness scary. He remembered, every vivid second, and fear made him scream before be clapped a hand to his mouth to muffle the sound. He trembled, his entire body cold, frozen from the inside out. That's when he noticed: he wasn't in the water, he didn't hurt like he knew he should have, he warm warmed by a blanket, and and he was alive. His joy was drowned out by the unanswered questions that ran like hamsters on a wheel in his head. Going 'round and 'round yet going no where. He sat up and panted, his muscles refusing to do more than rest right then.

The skeak of shoes on the floor, a wooden floor he absently noticed, heralded the arrival of a nurse with a thick clipboard. She was scribbling away when she looked up. Her face showed surprise, shock, and unbridled relief. She turned on her heel and ran from the room yelling at the top of her lungs for "Grandpa! Grandpa!" Yugi was thoroughly confused.

She reappeared, her hair falling from its tight bun, her hand dragging a familiar face in the room. Grandpa stood there, his eyes watery and sad. The next to move through the door into the oppressive silence was Tea, the demon bitch. He winced at this thoughts but couldn't make them be nice. This was partly her fault. She screamed happily, rushing to embrace him like a lover. He shied away, holding his trembling hands out to stop her move forward.

"Tea! S-stop--" he coughed before collapsing back. He was weak, too weak. What was going on?

"Tea, leave him alone. I had thought I had made it clear before, but it seems that I has been fooled by you," Grandpa snarled at the girl, going to Yugi to hold his grandson close. "I'm sorry, Yugi, but I had thought you might come to love her, but I was wrong."

Yugi was, now, thoroughly confused. Grandpa saw this as he backed away wearily, his eyes hardening when he looked to the brunette girl. She backed away, an insane smile gracing her face. He waved to the nurse and she guided the woman away (more like dragged her kicking and screaming) from the room. Yugi sighed in relief until grandpa looked back at him. "Something happened. Grandpa, what was it?"

The grey haired man sighed and sat in the only chair in the room and closed his eyes. "You've been sick, Yugi. A coma, for six months, you've been in a coma. We couldn't find out what was wrong, nothing showed up when he checked for head trauma, but you might have never awakened. To the day, this is the full sixth month. I'm sorry, Yugi, I'm so sorry, my boy."

Yugi stared at the man he loved more than his own father and felt the coolness of tears slide down his cheeks. Six months? I've been asleep--no, in a coma for six months...What happens next?

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2008-03-14T00:22:52Z

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