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Title: The Feathered Dragon’s Wish
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters
Pairings: forthcoming Atemu x Yuugi x Jounouchi
Rating: M for shounen ai
Warnings: angst, melodrama and sap
Summary: (end of series ‘fix-it’) Yuugi’s leading the life of his dreams: he’s going to college, he has an amazing boyfriend and wonderful friends. Things are about to change when he realizes his feelings for his best friend have turned into love; what does that say about his own relationship and how is he going to deal with it?
Author's Notes: Feedback is a great thing.

For the next couple of weeks, not much changed in the Mutou household. There was some added stress for Jounouchi as he heard that his father had managed to find an apartment in a fairly upscale neighborhood, apparently being helped out by friends.

“I don’t know how,” he raged, “but that… boozer gets everything thrown into his lap! An abusive asshole, and everyone hurries to help him! He doesn’t deserve it!”

“Try to look at it in a positive way, Jounouchi-kun,” Yuugi tried to calm him down. “He’s not your responsibility anymore. He’s not your problem anymore. You’ve paid his bills and you’ve done more than enough for him. Let his friends take care of him, if they want to do so. They’ll soon get tired of his abuse. They might feel genuinely sorry for him... until their patience runs out. Don’t get too worked up about your father. Focus on your own life, your own future.”

Jounouchi slumped in his seat. “I want my future to be with you,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “The both of you.”

“I know. I really wish it could be that way, a happy end for all three of us,” Yuugi said. He stared at his hands. He would love to take Jounouchi in his arms and comfort him, but ever since their unfortunate moment of weakness in which they had kissed, they had kept their distance. He was at a loss at what he should do. He had tried to talk to Atemu once more, but the former Pharaoh had gotten angry and upset. Atemu clearly didn’t want to talk about it, not now, not for a long time to come, and in the meantime there was very little intimacy between him and Yuugi, not even the slightest hug or kiss. That worried him a lot. If he couldn’t even get his partner to talk, what road was their relationship going to take? What was going to happen to them?

He was torn between taking the initiative and allowing Atemu more time; but in both cases, he didn’t know how much longer he had to wait. He was so used to being touched one way or the other: a hug, a kiss, a hand on his shoulder, a caress along his cheek… it drove him crazy that Atemu didn’t touch him. He refused to believe that it could be a permanent situation and Jounouchi took all the blame upon himself, fearing that he not only had lost his friendship with Atemu, but also had destroyed the relationship between his two best friends. The guilt was eating him alive, and Yuugi also felt a lot of guilt. He didn’t know how to change it.

On top of refusing to talk, Atemu worked day and night. If he wasn’t at the Game Shop, he was at KaibaCorp.. He gave demonstrations and played Duel Monsters, challenged by international duelists online and offline. If it were up to Kaiba, he’d send him all over the world to promote the game. Yuugi knew why Atemu declined to travel; he was probably afraid of a repetition of the kiss. Atemu wasn’t checking up on Yuugi constantly nor dug through his phone or followed him around all the time, but his unconditional faith and trust had been damaged, and that was painful.

Yuugi was glad that Atemu still trusted him enough to not feel the need to eye him with constant suspicion, and made sure not to give him any reason to. He and Jounouchi had decided to focus on the last month of their academic year. With summer holiday coming up, he had planned to help out in the Game Shop, which would leave Atemu with more free time, and more opportunities to talk things over. But this current silence was so hard to take and Yuugi feared he’d have no other choice but to force the entire situation, as it was taking a toll on everyone. This couldn’t go on much longer. He and Jounouchi were growing desperate to show Atemu that they loved him and that they wanted to be with him.


The family was having dinner and Sugoroku was talking about a specific customer who liked to engage in discussion about modern gaming consoles versus old school board games. Jounouchi commented every now and then and sometimes Yuugi’s mother would pipe up, but Atemu sat at the end of the table, eating slow and disinterested. Yuugi sat opposite of him and couldn’t stand seeing him mush his food like this. He reached for him and put his fingers on his wrist, tapping lightly.

“You’re tired, mou hitori no boku,” Yuugi said. “I can see it. You always fall silent when you’re tired. You’ve worked so hard. Let me run a nice, hot bath for you, all right?”

“Maybe a shower,” Atemu said hesitantly.

“And go to bed early,” Yuugi’s mother suggested. “You’re looking a bit pale lately, and I wouldn’t like it if you got sick again.”

“Yes, I will go to bed early,” Atemu confirmed.

“Go upstairs, I’ll bring you towels.” Yuugi watched as Atemu left the kitchen. Everyone had finished their meal by now and Yuugi’s mother asked if Jounouchi could help her moving one of her cabinets, so that left Yuugi alone with his grandfather. Sugoroku comfortably reclined in his seat while Yuugi bustled about, collecting the dirty dishes and putting them in the sink.

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” The elderly man usually wasn’t this brusque, and he took Yuugi so much by surprise that he dropped one of the bowls, right on top of the other dishes in the sink, chipping the porcelain.

“Jii-chan! What are you talking about?” He fished the damaged bowl from the sink. Sugoroku shook his head.

“I’m not a fool, Yuugi. You avoided the question long enough.”

A little irritated, he put the bowl to the side. “Jii-chan, I’m not going to discuss my relationship problems with you.”

“So it’s something between you and Atemu,” Sugoroku concluded. “I thought as such. You’re avoiding each other, aren’t you?”

“Like I said, I’m not going to discuss my relationship problems with you, jii-chan.”

“You’re right, you’re right.” He admitted defeat. “I’m just an old man, and what do I know about relationships? I was married to your grandmother until her death, and I never felt the need to remarry.”

“That’s because you haven’t met the right person,” Yuugi said. “All you did was work, jii-chan. You never did your best to meet someone new.”

Sugoroku scratched his beard. “You’re right about that, too. But you know, I never did my best because I knew there was no woman in the world who could hold a candle to your grandmother. I simply didn’t try. What we had together… just like you and Atemu. There’s just no one else in the world who could take your or his place.”

Yuugi cringed, his mind desperately searching for a good excuse to leave the kitchen.

“With that said, every relationship has its ups and downs. I guess that all I’m trying to say, is that you can always come to me if you want to talk about it, Yuugi.”

“I know, jii-chan.” He suddenly remembered something. “I promised Atemu to bring him towels,” he said, “I’ll be back soon!” He darted out of the kitchen as if he was chased by a mythical creature from hell.


The previous owner of the building that housed the Mutou family and the Game Shop, had installed a modest bathroom adjacent to Yuugi’s bedroom in the attic. It held a small shower stall and Yuugi heard the water running as soon as he entered.

“I brought you towels, mou hitori no boku,” he said. He didn’t really expect an answer and wasn’t surprised when he didn’t receive one. He left the towels on the bathroom cabinet and checked the room for dirty laundry. His desk was a mess and he had left his laptop running. He tsk-ed at himself for being so shoddy. Yuugi arranged his text books in a neat pile, discarded what he didn’t need and turned the laptop off.

He turned on the heater, so Atemu wouldn’t feel cold when he emerged from his shower. Picking up the garbage bin to dispose of a multitude of candy wrappers, Yuugi shoved all the trash into the bin. He was a little embarrassed at the amount of empty wrappers; it was so tempting to snack while working on programs and coding. He noticed that the shower had stopped running. Atemu stepped out of the bathroom, one towel wrapped around his loins and another towel in his hands, which he used to dry his hair.

“Not so rough,” Yuugi admonished him gently and took the towel from him. “You’ll damage your hair like that.” He moved the towel over Atemu’s hand, sliding over the multicolored strands. “Feels good, right? All clean and cozy.”

Atemu didn’t respond, but his body language told Yuugi more than enough. He was standing still and enjoying the personal attention, a smile ghosting around his lips. Yuugi discarded the towel and picked up another one, much larger and extremely soft. He draped it around Atemu’s shoulders and started to dry him off.

“I understand why Jounouchi-kun loves you so much,” Atemu suddenly said, breaking the silence.

Yuugi hadn’t expected him to start talking about this topic. He continued with the towel, patting him dry all over. “What do you mean, mou hitori no boku?”

Atemu turned his head towards him. “It is because you have so much love to give,” he said, but he didn’t look happy. “You care so much for others. Your love and kindness is what draws everyone to you.”

“No, mou hitori no boku, it’s not like that.”

“You know him for so long, longer than you have known me,” Atemu ignored his reply. “So it is logical for you to develop these feelings for him.” He shivered, despite the warmth in the room and the large towel around his body.

“It doesn’t work that way, at least not for me,” Yuugi said. He was glad that Atemu was talking, even if he chose a rather odd moment to do so. “I know it must sound weird, offensive even, when your partner tells you he’s fallen in love with another person… and wants him to add to the already existing relationship. It’s not about not loving you enough… it’s about sharing that love with you.”

Atemu craned his neck a little. “How would you feel if I suddenly introduced… just to name an example… Kaiba into our relationship?”

He couldn’t help himself, Yuugi snickered at the thought of Kaiba and anything romantic. He covered it up quickly by pressing a kiss to Atemu’s shoulder blade. “I immediately admit that I… we didn’t go about it the right way,” he said. “I overwhelmed you and didn’t give you much room to process it. I’m so sorry, mou hitori no boku. To answer your question, yes, I would be upset if you were to tell me that there was another person you loved. I’d feel overwhelmed too.”

“I just keep wondering why my love is not enough for you.”

Yuugi stepped around Atemu and draped the oversized towel around him. He leaned a little into him, relieved when the former Pharaoh didn’t pull away when he put a chaste kiss to his lips.

“I wish you wouldn’t think that way, because it’s not true,” Yuugi said. “Your love is all that matters to me. You’re the other half of my soul, my life and my world wouldn’t be complete without you.”

“And Jounouchi-kun… is he an added bonus?”

He brought up his hand and tucked a slightly damp strand behind Atemu’s ear. “I love him. I love both of you. He loves both of us. I know I’m repeating myself, but I don’t know how to explain it. It’s not about who loves me more or who I love more, or who’s superior… I don’t want us to fight. I want us to be happy and in love with each other.”

Moving his hands, he used the towel to dry off Atemu’s torso and his arms, making sure not to skip a single spot.

“Aibou,” Atemu spoke up. “You always take such good care of me.”

“I want to,” Yuugi said. His heart skipped a beat when he heard the familiar moniker. “You deserve the best.”

Atemu inclined his head a little and Yuugi took the opportunity to kiss him. Not a mere brushing of their lips, a full-blown kiss, and relief washed over him again when Atemu returned the gesture. Yuugi dumped the towel on the floor as he slid his arms around Atemu, his body dry and warm, scenting like sandalwood. Yuugi inhaled the luscious scent and pressed his lips on Atemu’s neck, knowing it was one of his most sensitive spots.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too.” Atemu’s answer came without hesitation. Finally, he draped his arms loosely around Yuugi’s neck, fingers fondling the rim of his shirt. Yuugi shivered from the touch, a delicious sense of pleasure traveled down his spine. He pressed himself a little closer, his hands on Atemu’s hips. Slow, prolonged kisses, so wonderful and intimate, he couldn’t get enough.

“Mou hitori no boku...” He was delighted at Atemu’s physical response. He had craved his touch, he had longed for his kisses so much, that it was hard to keep himself under control. He continued to touch him, hands on his hips, just above the rim of the towel. He knew that Atemu was tired, his reactions were a bit sluggish, but he was so happy that he reacted at all, that he responded and that he loved him. They continued to kiss, slower, but no less intense. A slight draft told Yuugi that the door opened and Jounouchi came in. Yuugi didn’t wonder why he was here, nor did he look at him; he wasn’t ignoring his friend, he simply accepted that he was here. Atemu didn’t seem to notice that Jounouchi was in the room, as he focused on Yuugi.

“Aibou,” he said, eyes half-lidded. Yuugi nipped at his lips. Jounouchi approached them, picking up a towel from the stack and gently draped it around Atemu’s shoulders, to make him aware of his presence.

“Jounouchi-kun..?” Atemu’s voice held a little confusion to it, but he didn’t tell him to leave.

“I wanted to check up on you,” Jounouchi said and patted his skin with the towel, even though he was already dry. “I’m glad to see you so relaxed.”

“It was nice,” Atemu answered, referring to the shower. “I did not realize how tired I was.”

“Kaiba’s working you to the bone,” Jounouchi said, without the usual vehemence in his voice when talking about the CEO. “Does he ever think of giving you some time off?”

They all knew the reason why Atemu had been working so much as of late, but nobody mentioned it.

“I was thinking…” Atemu tilted his head just a little again, and Yuugi pressed a soft kiss to his jaw line. His breathing became slightly heavier. “…to take a week off…”

“That would be wonderful,” Yuugi said, in all earnest. “You could rest up and do something you’d like to do.”

“But the Game Shop…”

“We’re not talking about work.” Yuugi cut him short without being rude, and kissed him again for good measure. “Not now,” he whispered against his skin, taking pleasure in Atemu’s reaction; he tightened his grip on Yuugi as a sensual shudder traveled through him. Jounouchi, standing behind him, slipped his fingers under the towel, touching his bare skin. He held his breath, looking over Atemu’s shoulder to search out and gauge Yuugi’s response. He made eye-contact with him, and they both exchanged a look of hope and passion.

Jounouchi closed his eyes and removed the offensive towel, hampering him from touching Atemu freely. He took the next step, a bold move that he had dreamed of for a long time, and pressed a chaste kiss on Atemu’s shoulder. His kiss was confident, but not intrusive. As Atemu craned his neck, Jounouchi took it as an invitation to kiss him there, just below his ear. The former Pharaoh shuddered again and gasped loud when Yuugi sneakily kissed him on the other side of his neck, hitting his sensitive spot with twice the sensations. Atemu’s knees buckled, and both Jounouchi and Yuugi put their arms around him to keep him stable, Jounouchi cradling him close. After a moment, Yuugi moved his hands down to take Atemu’s hands into his, his lips never leaving his skin, breathing warmly against him. Very, very gently he tugged at his hands, fingers entwined, and he pulled just a little, trying to get Atemu to move. The bed was a couple of steps away, but Yuugi didn’t want to push or to enforce; it was about comfort and care. Atemu took a step forward, his eyes still half-lidded, lips slightly parted, as if he was in a trance. Jounouchi picked up on Yuugi’s intention infallibly and kept his arms around Atemu, moving along with him.

“Please lie down, mou hitori no boku,” Yuugi encouraged him. “Let us take care of you.”


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