More Than Just Lust

By: DMGirl4Ever

Yami is a stripper at a local club in New Domino and she never expected to meet someone there that didn't just want her to take off her clothes. Yusei had gone to the strip club with a few friends for his 18th birthday and he hooked up with one of the strippers, Yami, for a little fun, but he never expected to fall for someone that people call a whore.

Female Yami X Male Yusei, Yaoi, Rated M to be safe

DM Girl: Let's see how turning one of my favorite Yaoi shippings into a straight shipping goes.

Dark M.: Please enjoy!

Chapter 1

'It is just a job.' Yami told herself day after day. 'It is just a job.'

Yami had once been a great Duelist, but once Duel Monsters had died down and no one cared anymore who was on top of the Duel Monsters list and who was on the bottom, Yami didn't know what to do. She had finished high school at Domino High, but didn't know what to do after, and didn't apply for college. Her friends told her she should have at least applied for college, being that Yami was a very smart girl, but she didn't care about what they had said. It was her life, and she could do with it what she wanted.

Her once amazing life soon plummited to almost nothing. Sure, she still helped run the Game Shop with Yugi to try and earn some money, but she lived on the outskirts of Domino where barely anyone knew her past as the World's Best Duelist. Yami lived in a run down apartment building that housed anyone from drug dealers, to college drop out students.

Yami soon quit the job at the Game Shop in order to work another job that would make much more money, and a lot faster than working at the Game Shop. She had applied for a job at the club around the corner from her apartment, and she got a job there as one of the strippers. Yami didn't mind it at first, because all she had to do was dance to earn money.

The club manager soon saw how much Yami was making, and then decided she could do more than just dance for people's amusement. It was a few weeks after Yami had started that she got called into the club manager's office.

"I see that you are quite talented at this." The club manager said, leaning on forward on his desk, addressing Yami who was sitting on a chair in front of the desk.

That day, Yami had worn a short leather skirt, a black tank top, and lots of chains that adorned her wrists and waists. Yami was known for wearing leather, chains, and studs when she worked, and many of the guys liked that about her.

"Yes I guess you could say that." Yami said, not quite sure where this is going.

The club manager moved out from behind his desk and sat on the front of it. Yami never really had to deal with the club manager before, but had heard stories from her co-workers about how he took advantage of some of the girls, promising them a higher pay besides the money they already earned.

"I run a sort of, private service for customers who want a little alone time with some of the girls here." The manager said. "Some of the best people who work here are part of this, and I want you to also be a part of it."

Yami knew what he meant. The manager basically wanted her to become a prostitute and still have her job as a stripper. Even though Yami was a stripper, she was still a virgin, and didn't want to jeopardize that to someone she didn't even know and would most likely never see again. Plus, she knew that some of the guys that came here would be married, and she didn't want to break up someone's marriage because they are too drunk or too lustful to care.

"Sir, you really should know I'm a virgin and I do not want to give that away just yet." Yami said, shaking her head.

"I'm not talking about doing that." The manager said. "I'm talking about like bachelor parties with a few of my other girls here, and the only way anyone would be able to get you alone is if they promise not to do anything you don't want. I will also have one of the bodyguards come along with you to make sure they listen to you. So what do you say?"

Yami really didn't know what to do. This would mean more money for her, but she didn't want to jeopardize herself. She had to ask herself is it really worth it to do this. There would be the dangers of drugs being slipped into drinks, but she would be advised not to drink anything given to her, no matter what. Even with all of this running through her head, she had to give the manager an answer.

"Sure." Yami said and hoped the she wouldn't regret this agreement.

And now almost three months later she hasn't regretted saying yes, but is having a hard time working now. She is tired off all the college drop outs having her come over to their house with one of the other "workers" (as she called them), tired off all the work she has to do to get a good payment from half of the guys that call her. The only good thing was that the pay was good. She had moved out of her run down apartment and into a better place, that didn't have as many criminals and the constant dangers as her last place did.

Right now, her and her co-worker, Scar, just got finished with a small bachelor party and they each got half of the profits from that. They were dividing up the money they had earned at Yami's apartment, making sure everything is even.

"I think those guys had more money than they knew what to do with." Yami said, counting her half of the money.

Scar laughed and continued to count her own half. Scar's real name was Scarlet, but she had gotten into a lot of fights when she was in High School, and had a few scars on her arms, not only from the fights but she was also a 2-time National Sparring Champion and had taken quite a few beatings as a black belt. So she had everyone call her Scar now, and it wasn't that hard to remember her name.

Scar and Yami normally got requested for bachelor parties, and that is all they had ever done. It wasn't just that Scar was a good dancer, but Yami and her had similar styles. She always had her hair died a bright, almost pinkish-red and blue eyes. The guys liked her because she was rough and liked things rough, and she was close to becoming a dominatrix (a person who likes to dominate others).

"Good thing we got it instead of someone else." Scar said and had finished counting her money as did Yami. "So we each got $1229 from those idiots."

"I think they are natural idiots, but they were obviously doing some kind of drug." Yami said, rememberring how everything was there. The guys had had a lot of stuttering in their words and they had to think about what they were going to say before they did.

Scar nodded. "I think you are right. Hey, so does your boyfriend know you do this?" Yami seemed shocked by the sudden question. She hadn't had a boyfriend since after the Duel Monsters game had lost its popularity.

"I don't have a boyfriend." Yami said and blushed, hoping Scar didn't think of her as a lesbian for saying so.

"Well don't tell mine about this okay? And he does have some really cool friends. Maybe we can hook you up with someone." Scar said.

"I'm fine. You don't have to do that." Yami said and realized how late it was. "Shouldn't you be getting back to your house before someone breaks in?"

Scarlet stood up from the table they were at. "Your right I better get going." She said, heading to the door. "See you tomorrow girl."

As soon as Scar had left, Yami went and got changed for bed. She laid in her bed, thinking about what a boyfriend would say about something like this, and then she pushed the idea from her head.

'Until I get out of this business, I am not getting involved with anyone.' Yami said to herself and was soon fast asleep.

DM Girl: I need to know if I should continue this story or not, so please rate and review.