Chapter 11

"..." moments of stares filled the awkward tensions between them. Yuugi was speechless, still feeling that void inside his stomach.

He couldn't even manage to look over at Honō. Whom he believed was smoking and happy to see the person he suggested.

Yuugi's face in that moment was red with hot sweat dripping down his skin. He was so overwhelmed why that, he had no idea what was going on.

Honō had noticed Yuugi didn't bother kindly speaking, as he rose an eyebrow in question. He also grab his drink, as he looked at the guy as well.

" Umm, what's going on? You two know one another? " Honō asked as he scratched his cheek. Seeing Yuugi swell up in such a way. He couldn't comprehend what was really happening, as he watched them.

Yaami had placed his hands into his pockets, as he stood there with confidence oozing from him. He was continuing to smirk at Yuugi, at least until Honō had asked that question as he glanced over.

He looked back at Yuugi awaiting for him to tell instead, but Yuugi felt his face and cheeks hurt. He wanted to collapse right now, he was on the verge of tears. He didn't want to see Yaami, at all.

Though the bartender had came over with another drink, as Yuugi grab it firmly. He remembered back when Yaami and himself was speaking to each other on that stupid app.

He was rude, insufferable, completely disregarded what Yuugi said towards him about how he felt. Those thoughts went into his mind again, and for that it made him want to shatter the glass between his fingers.

For once, he knew precisely what he wanted to do just looking at Yaami disgusted by him. He was completely unethical, immodest, too confident, and it was making him twitch in his eyebrows.

Yuugi narrowed down his gaze, towards Yaami — as Yaami somewhat looked at him with peculiar eyes. He was nonchalant and proposed no type of feelings.

That enraged Yuugi more, as he grab the drink and threw the drink at Yaami. Honō gasped as his eyelids widened at what Yuugi did.

" Whoa! " Honō exclaimed as he was shocked and speechless , compelled at his body. Yuugi smirked slightly at what he did, as he glanced at Honō too.

It didn't take long for Yuugi to walk off and then eventually started to run away. He left a dripping Yaami as he blinked. Taking his filed and well done nails, to his eyes.

Swiping the droplets of the drink off, trying to keep his composure. Honō quickly turned towards Yaami as he felt bad for such a thing as well.

He ordered a napkin or towel as he rushed over to Yaami's aid and handed it towards him. " oh man! I—I'm so, so sorry. I didn't think he'd react that way. " he told him.

" .. it's fine.. " Yaami said with an evil grin. He was still somewhat smirking as he knew exactly why he did that. He was also in a way impressed by Yuugi's rebellious actions.

He continued to wipe his face, as Honō got up from his chair. " imma go speak to him. " he told Yaami. As Yaami held the towel in his hands, and nodded slightly.

" ... sure.. " he said vaguely, as Honō then walked off as he stop midway. " Hey i—I didn't get your name? " he asked curious.

Yaami slightly parted his lips as he made a sinister smirk towards him. " .... It's.. Yaami.. " he told Honō as he narrowed his eyes.

Honō didn't know why Yaami was smirking so much and pleased that Yuugi had done that to him. It was weird in his eyes, but he decided to shrug it off and find Yuugi.

Yuugi went outside as he had exited through the back and panted frantically. He started to cry as he slid down on the wall.

He was weeping softly placing his head inside his lap. No type of happiness was within him, and his life meant once again nothing.

The taste of depression was all over him as he tightly grab his own shirt sleeves. How was Yaami able to find him, at this club of all clubs.

A time and a place for everything but he didn't have any regrets about spilling that drink. He just wish that he was able to slap him as well.

Why was he so affect by it ? Why was Yaami's emotions hurting him so much? Suppose it was because Yaami was just a dick for no reason.

In that sense, it made Yuugi slowly get up from the ground. Dusting himself off , as he looked at the midnight sky. It felt nice outside, and even though the sun wasn't up it was still warm.

A warm nightfall and still it felt like he was cold on the inside. His hair slowly blowing in the wind, as he heard the sound of the back door opening.

He knew Honō would find him eventually although it wasn't Honō instead it was Yaami. Once again, a shatter of his own eyes happened as he decided to turn away.

Quickly folding his arms, he immediately walked off and was able he to take off running. Firmly this time, his hues jointed as he felt the pressure of a grab take him.

Yaami had grabbed his arm, yanking him back and slamming him against the wall. This made Yuugi frighten, and knew that he wasn't really knowing this man at all.

For all he knew Yaami could've been a psycho killer, whom intentions was to kill. He gave this deadly glare as he had Yuugi in a disadvantage.

He placed his hands on both sides of the walls, near Yuugi's body. Yuugi having his hands, placed down on the wall his palms feeling sweaty.

" Hmph,. " Yaami said first, unable to actually speak but only stare.

Yuugi felt unsettling and confused, watching Yaami closely as he did what he was doing. He felt he might get punched in the face, so he closed his eyes tightly awaiting it.

Then Yaami leaned back, placing his hands in his pockets, as he eyes Yuugi. " what — an encounter this came to be. " the other male said towards Yuugi.

Yuugi slowly reopened his eyes, hearing Yaami for this moment and still shaken by what happened. He couldn't really look Yaami in the eyes, but still decided to glance from time to time.

" However..... I've been waiting to meet you, Lil doll. " Yaami said carelessly taking his hands out of his pockets. Placing yet another smirk against his face, as he wasn't showing signs of anger.

Yuugi tremendously puzzled and stunned in this altercation decided not to response to that. He decided it was best to not open his mouth. If he did open his mouth he could kiss his tongue or something goodbye.

Although looking at Yaami he didn't seem to be fazed by it all. Which was really uneasy for Yuugi to comprehend. He was expecting an outburst of why did you do something like that.

Yuugi though wishing to know what Yaami meant he wanted to want was he awaiting him. Did he know they'd come here? It was all so mystifying as Yuugi slowly stood up more with some posture.

" W—what did you mean? Waiting to meet me... " Yuugi asked sadly.

Yaami crossing his arms more firmly stop smiling and smirking, and placed a serious expression. He gave Yuugi a glare in his hues, that made Yuugi look down towards the ground.

" You're a feisty one, so you'll do perfectly. " Yaami proclaimed walking towards Yuugi. Yuugi tossing his head towards the side as he felt Yaami smack his hand against the wall.

Blocking Yuugi's exit, Yuugi blushed a hot reddish expression. His face overwhelmed at Yaami now.

" w—what are you— "

" Mmm , why you seem so surprised? Afterall, — I am a ,,,sexy deviant... " he said scuttling a little.

Yuugi balled up his fist and for the first time decided that arguing with this person was better. Yuugi wish to get his point across and thus he wanted Yaami to understand it as well.

" Look. I don't know what you want from me, but you're the one who keeps calling me Lil doll! Why do you keep calling me that? Secondly, why are you here!? What did I ever do to you? I was just trying to be your friend and you were being a real mean person I — "

Before Yuugi could finish it happened so fast he wasn't able to believe it until it was happening. He felt the embrace of Yaami's lips pressed against his own, which made his face light up.

Yaami's rough yet gently lips, creamed against his mouth, the gloss in which was on them. Yaami eyes piercing, Yuugi's heart making it melt in this sexiest way.

Yuugi eyes grew softer, and his posture started to fall down as well. The tension settled down, as Yuugi slowly placed his arms around Yaami's neck.

He tightly wrapping his arms, and pulled himself closer, as Yaami did the same towards him. He drilled his tongue into Yuugi's mouth, as Yuugi's eyes grew watery from pleasure.

This wasn't from wishing to cry, but more so turning into whining moans. His pants was feeling tighten, with a small groaning against his throat. For this he didn't wish to reject it, but instead enjoying it.

' wh—what's happening? Why-why am I not resisting him? I hate this guy, and how he treats me, but yet I'm kissing him, his—his lips, his tongue, it's so wet~ and it feels so damn good~ he's—he's making me so horny. '

Yuugi pondering wonders were all over the place as the two made out in the alley way. Yaami twirling and spiraling his tongue around. He then biting down on Yuugi's bottom lip, and pulling it gently with his teeth.

Yuugi felt a bulge within his own pants getting stronger, as Yaami's hand wandered around his body. Touching him in areas he didn't really like being touched in.

Nevertheless, he didn't bother trying to stop Yaami either, because in a weird way he didn't want too. He couldn't explain why this was happening. But feeling Yaami in him was more relaxing.

Yaami gradually pulling away from kissing Yuugi, he then smirked sexually, eye gazing Yuugi's watery eyes. He was feeling hot and wanting to be touched now, as Yaami eyes narrowed down.

He touched Yuugi's chin gently making him look up at him more. " Tell me— is my Lil Doll getting hot~ are you getting turned on ~ " Yaami whispered seductively against his earlobe.

Yuugi non-responsive didn't bother to reply to that, as he couldn't and didn't have the guts too. He was more so appalled that it was the truth.

" Mmm~ that's right, I think you'll do— ' just ' nicely. " Yaami said dominantly. He then slowly went down towards Yuugi's pants.

Without hesitation he stuck his hand firmly down, right inside as Yuugi was panting. He didn't stop him and continued to be hot and feeling his face and eyes water.

He was overtaken by the situation, and he felt like a slutty woman. Yaami groping Yuugi as he stood there shaking from it. As Yaami placed the other hand on the wall. Stroking Yuugi's cock, as he was playing with it while he was leaning in front of Yuugi.

" You're very sexy~ your member is soft and sensitive. Just like your entire body is. Allow me to ease you~ with my own. " Yaami stated strongly.

Yuugi choking on his own words, unable to really say anything due to Yaami's hand down his pants. He felt him stroking his cock gently, which only made his bulge turn harder.

" Don't worry— I'll be gentle, you're my lil doll, and you and I are now together. Do you understand? " he asked narrowing his sexual hues down to stare.

Yuugi nodded softly, as he twitched within his hands, and started to go weak within his own legs. He felt himself falling on the ground, by how Yaami was still only teasing him.

Yaami eventually stop, as he removed his hand from Yuugi's pants. He went towards his mouth and licked his index fingers— seductively, as Yuugi looked on.

" Mmm~ you taste delicious.... " Yaami remarked in a alluring tone. Yuugi gulped hard, swallowing his own spit: as he fell down on the ground afterwards. Yaami took out his phone, as he bends down towards the younger male.

" I shall have to go let Honō know you are out here. Hm— I — apologize if I'm bold, I can be that way quite often. I'll come to visit you some time tomorrow maybe. Besides, I have to take care of my Aibou. " Yaami proclaimed.

" A—Aibou? " Yuugi asked his eyes staggering in a drift due to a weird sleeping feeling. He felt he had sex and it exhausted him, although he never even did.

Yaami made a grin appear against his visage, as he heard Yuugi ask that but got up from being bent down when hearing so. He took out his phone again and checked the time. Seeing what it was, he began to walk back towards the building.

Yuugi on the other hand, gaze over at Yaami, as he still couldn't believe how this guy was being. His orbs shot open more, not knowing what really just transpired.

" W—What? w—why, why did you do that to me? — we— we aren't — dating... I — I don't even know you.. " Yuugi said within his small words.

However, Yaami wasn't entirely listening and barely heard what Yuugi had asked. He then chuckled somewhat, opened the door towards the club and looked back.

" You don't know me? .... and yet you allowed me to kiss you, and stroke your arousal. My , my , if I didn't know any better, Mr. Mutou, I'd say you like me more than you lead on... " Yaami argued, finally walking back inside.

' Y—Yaami, but — I — I don't like you, I — ' Yuugi tried to finish but deeply in his subconscious as his eyes was unable to stay open any longer. Once they finally shut he found himself asleep outside in the dark alley way.

The multicolored hair boy felt his eyes moving in his own thoughts, and once he opened his eyelids. He was inside a car, on the passenger side as Honō was driving.

Yuugi arise as he sat up, and removed his head from the window. Blinking with puzzlement , a few times. Rubbing the crust from his hues, the exhaustion he had felt, while looking around.

" You're awake? Finally... " Honō commented, while driving back. Yuugi more frozen from speech and unable to understand how he got here.

" w—what— where? " the male asked as he looked around again, and finally towards Honō. " I found you. Out in the alleyway you was asleep outside. " Honō told him.

" I tried waking you up but you was completely out of it. So I decided I'll just take us home. " Honō said.

" what— what about Yaami? " Yuugi asked not realizing why he was really caring.

Honō rose an eyebrow really skeptical and confused with why Yuugi would want to know something such as that. He didn't know if Yuugi was being delusional but judging by his hues he was sounding calm and concerning.

" He left the club like an hour beforehand. When I found you, he was already gone. I assume he went home. " Honō explained stopping at a red light.

Looking over at yuugi, as he looked out the window in a calm, collected demeanor. Blinking cluelessly he sighed by his own actions and hearing Honō.

" why do you even care? " Honō questioned.

Yuugi orbs shot open, with his face turning slightly reddish. " I — I don't! — I just— I was slightly curious. I don't like him or anything neither! He's rude, - jerk.. " Yuugi said turning away quickly.

His mouth was telling that but deep down he couldn't shake Yaami from his mind, now more than ever. It was almost like he was hypnotized or under some kinda spell.

Even though that wasn't the case, Yaami was just different and Yuugi wanted to understand it. He wanted to know why Yaami acted the way that he did.

" I see. " Honō replied, starting to drive again, on the rest of the drive neither Honō or Yuugi said a word. Honō finally arrived at the apartment, as he stopped the car and parked it.

Yuugi and Honō both got out of the vehicle and headed up towards the steps. Yuugi taking out his house keys from his pants pocket. Honō walking up the steps as Yuugi was unlocking his front door.

Opening the door to the apartment, Yuugi quickly went into his own room. Honō saw this, but didn't bother to really care.

He felt Yuugi needed some time alone, or perhaps he had a hangover. Yuugi plopped down on his bed, and grabbed his pillow firmly.

Yaami was taking over his entire thoughts and it was harder to concentrate on other matters. It was making it that much more harder as well to ignore it. He remembered something, Yaami stating he'd seen him tomorrow.

Yuugi thoughts came racing as a great plan considering he could ask Yaami this all himself. Promised himself he would as Honō wouldn't be here.

' that's what I'll do then... when I see him again, I'll tell him I don't like him.. ' Yuugi said sternly to himself. Narrowing his eyes down and from that determination alone.

He crawled underneath his covers, and slowly closed his eyelids. Feeling the urge to dream about Yaami, but twitched and tossed as he forced himself to sleep.