SW: *hiss* School started.

Malik: The bane of my existence.

SW: I hate school. It's so…boring.

Ryou: But you get to learn something new every day!

*crickets*

Anyways…Thank you to snow-kim (Yep! And everything is going to be settled in this chapter, so don't worry!), Goshikku Hime wa Yami-san (You know, coming from you, that isn't very convincing XD and hooray for Malik!), JapanT'sTheName (Haha, yeah hooray for happy endings! But did you really expect anything less?), samaurai (Of course! How could I kill Malik a second time?), and takininja13 (Yep, happy endings time!) for reviewing!

Alright, this is it. This is the last chapter! And if you read the first story (which I sincerely hope you did), then you'll probably have some idea of what will go down here.

Enjoy! (If you don't like lemons, ignore the stuff in between the bold!)

A year later

Joey dropped the controller in shock as the screen flashed with the message declaring Yugi the winner. "You couldn'ta let me win once, Yug'?"

The younger man blushed and shrugged, grabbing the dropped controller and placing it, along with his, on the table they had moved out of the way so they could sit on the floor in front of the TV.

Suddenly, Joey yelped and was pulled to his feet by the collar of his shirt. "C'mon, pup. We're going home."

"Aw, but Seto…we just got here!" Joey whined but followed his boyfriend out into the front hall, Yugi hiding a laugh behind his hand as he trailed behind.

"Joey…we've been here for three hours. And I swear, if I have to watch Marik swallow Malik's face one more time, I'm going to murder someone."

Joey rolled his eyes but relented, waving over his shoulder at Yugi as the two left the house. "See ya later, Yug'!"

As soon as the door closed, it opened again, this time revealing Yami, who was loosening his tie. "Those two are something else. I said hello and Kaiba looked like he was going to kill me."

Yugi chuckled and walked over to grab the briefcase Yami was holding, giving him a peck on the cheek as he walked down the hall to where his office was. "How was work?"
"Hell." Yami rolled his eyes and followed Yugi into the office. "I don't know how my parents expected Bakura and Marik to do anything, they can barely add two plus two."

Yugi laughed again and set the briefcase down before turning and splaying his hands across Yami's chest, looking into those crimson eyes. "You sound stressed. Are you tired?"
Smirking at the unspoken question, Yami wrapped his arms around Yugi's waist. "Not for you, I'm not."

Giving a small smirk, Yugi placed a light kiss on Yami's lips before walking out of the office, calling over his shoulder. "Dinner's almost ready, come and get it whenever."

Yugi skipped into the kitchen, where Ryou was diligently working on dinner. He looked up when Yugi walked in and smiled. "I heard the door open, is Bakura home yet?"

Yugi shook his head and smiled lightly when Ryou's smile morphed into a pout. "I'm sure he'll be home any minute, you know Yami and Bakura don't like to leave together."

"Get off my lawn, bitch!" The front door slammed shut and Ryou held back a smile while Yugi struggled to hold back a laugh. Bakura stormed into the kitchen and sat down at the table, glaring at Yugi. The man squeaked and ran from the room, probably to go back to Yami.

Ryou didn't turn around to greet Bakura, he knew that his twitching mouth wouldn't improve the man's mood. Instead, he continued working on dinner for the six that lived in the mansion. While he waited for Bakura to calm down enough, he thought about what had happened over the past year.
All of them had graduated from high school, but had different plans on what they were going to do now. Yugi planned to open a game shop in his grandfather's name, and had already bought a small building near town with his grandfather's life insurance. He played the violin at a local café to raise money for the things the life insurance wouldn't pay for, and entered into local competitions much more frequently, already gaining a name for himself. Malik wasn't entirely sure what he wanted to do and spent his time goofing around in the house or driving the motorcycle Marik had gotten him for his last birthday. Ryou had been accepted into Domino Academy with a full-ride scholarship and was studying to become a teacher. And finally, Yami, Marik, and Bakura had inherited equal portions of their parents company and had spent the last year getting used to being co-CEOs of their company.

"I hate her."

Ryou turned slightly to look at Bakura before turning and shutting off the stove. "If you ignore her, she'll eventually go away." He grabbed a plate of onigiri and placed it on the table with the large bowl of cooked rice, swiping away a hand when Bakura tried to grab one. Even though the mansion had a dining room, all of them agreed that it was too formal and ate together in the kitchen at the long wooden table there.

Bakura rolled his eyes and grabbed one of the rice balls as soon as Ryou turned away again. "It's been a year, even with the fucking restraining order she doesn't stay away."

Ryou came back to the table carrying a large bowl of curry with two ladles in it that everyone could put on their rice. "She can't do anything, you know that. You'd be able to put her in jail if she came within 20 feet of you or any one of us." He walked over to the door and called into the hallway. "Guys! Dinner's ready!"

Marik and Malik trampled down the stairs, with identical grins on their faces. Malik was carrying a very familiar silver suitcase, which he set by the door to return to Seto whenever he realized that he had been robbed, and they sped past Ryou into the kitchen. Yami and Yugi followed at a much slower pace from down the hall on the first floor, with their arms wrapped around each other. Smiling lightly at the sweet scene, Ryou turned around and walked back into the kitchen, sitting down in his spot next to Bakura.

"Itadakimasu!" Yugi exclaimed, even though Marik and Malik had already filled their bowls and were digging in.

Bakura rolled his eyes and filled his bowl in a much slower pace, nodding to Ryou in thanks before eating. Yami did the same and filled two bowls, one for him and one for Yugi, grabbing a rice ball in the process.

"You've outdone yourself again, Ryou!" Malik said around a mouthful of curry and rice. "Are you sure you don't want to become a chef?"

Amused, Ryou shook his head while swallowing his own mouthful before speaking. "I'm sure. I've always wanted to become a teacher, and I haven't stopped now."

Malik shrugged before scooping in more food. Yugi softly sighed in content, it felt so home-y here, with everyone eating together and enjoying each other's company…

"What the hell, Marik!" Bakura pulled the rice Marik had just launched at him from his hair before standing up to chase the cackling man, who was already running away, out of the kitchen and through the house.

…Never mind.

Malik stretched and sighed, lightly patting his stomach. "Gochisou-sama deshita, Ryou. That was delicious!" He stood up and dropped his bowl in the sink before making his way out of the kitchen. "I think I'm going to call Isis. Yell for me when Bakura's done chasing Marik."

"Say hello to them for me! Tell them to bring Adjo over sometime!" Ryou called out as Malik waved a hand over his head to show he heard.

Yugi smiled and stood up with his and Yami's dishes, walking to the sink. "Is Mana still living with Mahad and Isis?"

Ryou nodded and took the leftovers to the counter, where he covered them with plastic wrap before placing them in the fridge. "Yeah, I think she's become a sort of nanny for Adjo." He laughed behind his hand as he shut the fridge. "Don't tell her I called her a nanny though."

Rolling his eyes, he shook his head and started the dishes. "Why does she deny it? It isn't that bad of a job."

"I think it makes her feel old." Yami wrapped his arms around Yugi from behind, watching him do the dishes.

Yugi took the towel he had been drying with and swatted Yami. "If you're going to watch me, you might as well help."

Ryou walked out to the sound of them teasing each other and started up the stairs to the room he shared with Bakura. He hesitated when the sounds of Marik and Bakura fighting got louder, not wanting to get involved, but continued up the stairs. Nervously eyeing the door to his room, he opened it slowly and ducked out of the way as a hair brush flew at him.

"Get out of my room, bastard!"

Marik was still laughing as he left the room, off to go bother someone else. Ryou walked in and closed the door, rolling his eyes when he found Bakura kicking his dresser. He moved to the bed and sat down, staring as the man he loved tried to take his frustration out on the wood. "You know he only does those things to get you riled up."

"Yeah, well, it works." Bakura moved from the dresser and walked to the other side of the bed to fall into it face first, his next words muffled. "The man's insane."

"You didn't already know that?" Ryou crawled over the bed to place light kisses on the back of Bakura's neck. "You need to relax."

Bakura flipped over, catching Ryou by surprise, and pulled him into a deep kiss. He threaded a hand through Ryou's hair and tilted his head to get better access. When the two pulled apart, Ryou was in a daze and Bakura was smirking up at him. "I know the perfect way."

"Wha-" Ryou wasn't allowed to finish his sentence as flipped him over and hovered over him, making his intentions impossible to miss. Swallowing against the sudden lump in his throat, Ryou licked his lips at the sight of the darkened eyes above him.

As quick as he had flipped Ryou over, Bakura had removed Ryou's shirt and was slowing kissing his way down the younger's chest. Gasping at the feeling, he tried to think straight. "Yo-ou, um…Silencing spell?"

"Already activated." Bakura mumbled against Ryou's stomach, making him giggle lightly.

LEMON STARTS HERE!

Bakura sat up, pulling away from the temptation that was his lover to yank off his shirt as Ryou removed his pants and boxers. Feeling hands on his own zipper, Bakura looked down to see the younger albino staring at his jeans in concentration before pulling them down.

Ryou placed a light hand on the half-limp member, before smirking up at Bakura. The man barely had time to register that it looked totally unnatural for Ryou to smile like that before wet warmth covered his quickly hardening erection.

Moaning lightly as hands weaved into his hair and pushed him down farther, Ryou took even more of Bakura into his mouth. He sucked on it and swirled his tongue over his head, relishing in the sound of Bakura's breath rushing out of his mouth. Deciding that he had done enough, Ryou pulled away with a pop, before lying back to stare at Bakura with half-lidded eyes.

"Fuck." Bakura tensed as cool air met his wet erection before glaring at Ryou. "You are so in trouble."

Raising an eyebrow, Ryou purred out. "Do you need to teach me a lesson?"

Swearing again under his breath, Bakura moved until he was over Ryou, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "I'll make sure you won't forget it this time." Smirking at the shiver he felt Ryou give, Bakura dip his tongue into his ear before pulling away and shoving inside Ryou without any warning.

Yelling in surprise, the younger reached up to grip the other's shoulders, arching his back against the sudden feeling of being filled. "B-Bakura!"

Groaning as Ryou moved against him, the man brought his hands down to hold onto the hips below him, keeping them steady. Ignoring the whine that Ryou made when he could no longer move, Bakura pulled out and slammed back in, making the younger albino scream in pleasure.

Ryou trailed his nails down Bakura's back, not caring if his nails were digging into the man's back. He jerked his hips again to try and free himself from the death grip Bakura had on him, but failed. "F-Faster, 'Kura!"

"Ra, Ryou, you're so tight." Bakura slammed in harder, smirking when he saw Ryou's eyes roll back from the wave of pleasure that hit him when he hit his prostate.

"Again! Hit there again, Bakura!"

He obliged and kept up his fast pace, watching as Ryou panted and screamed under him as he struck that ball of nerves every time. Ryou's toes curled in pleasure before he screamed Bakura's name, spraying cum over both their chests. Bakura grunted and replied in turn with Ryou's name, before riding out his orgasm inside Ryou.

LEMON ENDS HERE!

Ryou's face morphed into a content smile as Bakura collapsed next to him. His throat was sore and his eyes were getting harder and harder to keep open, but he was happy and curled up into his lover. Bakura ran his fingers through Ryou's hair, watching as the boy fell asleep. He placed a tender kiss just as Ryou mumbled one last thing before falling asleep. "Love you, Bakura."

"You too, Ry." With that, he smirked at the room around him, as if daring it to object, before joining Ryou in sleep.

"That was awesome." Malik panted and turned his head to stare at Marik, who was in the same situation.

Marik snorted and turned on his side to drape an arm across Malik's naked chest. "It always is with you."

Bringing his hands up to hold Marik's arm to his chest and putting on a huge smile, Malik went starry-eyed. "Aw, you're so sweet!" He rolled his eyes and dropped his hands as Marik smirked down at him. "No need to get all cheesy."

"You know you like it." Marik let his arm dip down, his hand reaching for the area unfortunately covered by a sheet.

Malik felt a yawn coming on and stopped Marik's hand with his own. "Let's go to bed, I'm tired."

Pouting at being interrupted, Marik whined. "But Malik…"

"Oh, stop. We've already done it twice tonight, take a break." Malik turned on his side and snuggled into Marik's chest. "Talk me to sleep?"

Marik sighed and started rubbing circles in Malik's back. "I had this dream once, I don't know why it's coming back to me now, but…it was kinda about you and me. I was on a boat, I think it was a trader ship. I was remembering how I had been having dreams about you," Marik snorted, "I know, dreams in a dream, but, anyway, I was walking across the deck when I saw Yugi and Ryou. It was weird because Yami and Bakura weren't there and they were wearing shentis, and I know they aren't Egyptian and I killed Bakura." Waiting for a moment to see if Malik responded to that, he listened to the steady breathing of the man in his arms. Once he was sure that his lover was sleeping, he let his head fall on his pillow, tightening his grip on Malik and closing his eyes to fall asleep.

Yugi shrieked and ran around the table to avoid the splash of water that Yami had sent his way. What had started out as a normal routine of washing dishes, had quickly dissolved into an all-out war of dish soap and warm water. Yugi was almost positive there were bubbles hanging out in his hair and he could see Yami's own hair drooping slightly with the bowl of water Yugi had managed to pour over his head.

Right now, Yami was glaring at the boy across the table, holding a squeeze bottle of orange, lemon-scented soap. Yugi eyed the door, before looking back at Yami to see him gone. "Where'd you-" He squealed loudly as he felt something cold being poured into his hair. Turning around quickly, he saw Yami toss the half-empty soap bottle onto the table. Yugi winced lightly and reluctantly reached a hand up to press a finger to his hair. When he pulled it away, lemon-scented stickiness came with it. He pouted as stared at his hand, before looking up at Yami with large, watery eyes.

Yami stiffened and stared into giant pools of amethyst as Yugi sniffed and his lower lip started quivering. "Ra, Yugi. I'm sorry, did I hurt you? I didn't mean to, I swear! I won't do it again! Don't cry, Yugi! I'll go get you that chocolate cupcake you like from the bakery tomorrow if it'll make you feel any better."

"Kay!" Yugi brightened in an instant and turned to skip out of the room. "I'm going to take a shower!"

Yami blinked at the mood swing, before scowling, realizing that he had just been played. Mumbling under his breath, he looked around at the mess they had made in the kitchen before deciding that it could wait until the next morning and following Yugi up the stairs to their room.

He walked into the sound of the shower and the sound of Yugi humming softly. Smirking, Yami quietly opened the door to the bathroom and stripped, before opening the curtain.

Screaming and jumping about a foot in the air, Yugi reached to the side of the shower with one hand to steady himself and covering his pounding heart with the other one. "Kami. Do you want to give me a heart attack?"

Yami's smirk widened and he stepped into the shower to run his hands through Yugi's soapy hair. "You look like you could use some help."

"The question is, do I want it from you?" Yugi giggled before sighing, relaxing into Yami's wet body as the man massaged his head.

"I think you do." He let his hands travel down and let his head drop to nibble on Yugi's neck, listening to the small moan that followed.

Yugi tilted his head back, giving Yami more room. He shivered at the feeling of the hot shower on his back and the even hotter body pressed to his front. Yami smirked and bit down on Yugi's neck before stroking his tongue over the new mark.

LEMON STARTS HERE!

Yugi's breath hitched and he wrapped his arms around Yami's neck before grabbing the back of his head to lift his lips up into a kiss. The two tangled their tongues together and Yami walked Yugi backwards until he was pressed against the wall of the shower.

He broke the kiss with a gasp as cold tile met the heated skin on his back, before he was pulled into another kiss by Yami. Yugi shivered as he felt hands trail down his sides before harshly gripping his hips.

Yami moved one of his hands from Yugi's hips to slowly insert a finger in his backside, knowing that the water would work as a lube. The two continued to frantically kiss, pulling apart briefly for air before attacking each other's lips again. Yugi moaned loudly into Yami's mouth as the man inserted a second finger. He gladly took in the tongue that weaved its way into his mouth when he opened his mouth to let out a small whine when the third finger joined the other two already inside him.

Deciding that Yugi was prepared enough, he pulled his fingers out and roughly turned Yugi around and pressed him into the wall, making sure his erection was placed at the smaller's entrance before leaning into him and trailing a tongue over the shell of his ear. "What do you want, little Yugi?"

"Yami…I want you!" Yugi tried to push his hips back, but Yami's hands had kept their grip on him. He panted lightly and let his head fall forward, whining when Yami placed kisses down his spine. "Please!"

Yami smirked and thrust forward, watching as Yugi scrambled to find a hold on the wet tile in front of him. Yugi moaned as his insides stretched to accommodate Yami, and knew his elbows and wrists were going to be bruised from the way he pressing them into the wall. But that only sent a small jolt of thrill through his body and his erection screamed for attention.

As Yami pulled out and pushed back in an excruciatingly slow pace, Yugi moved one hand to reach down to his own throbbing member only to be stopped by a hand gripping his wrist. Yami picked up his thrusts and kept a grip on Yugi's hip with one hand and his wrist with the other. "No cheating, Yugi." He whispered against Yugi's ear, and licked his lips at the groan that followed.

He slammed into the tense body in front of him, and knew Yugi was getting close as the boy started screaming. Yami's own breath was coming out in pants and he groaned as Yugi become even tighter around him before he saw white liquid spray onto the wall in front of him. Coming right after that, Yami pulled a limp Yugi away from the wall and sat down in the shower stall, letting the shower clean up the mess they had made.

LEMON ENDS HERE!

Yami ran his hands through Yugi's wet hair and lightly massaged the back of his neck, removing any remaining soap and lulling Yugi into sleep. Sighing and smiling, Yugi curled up to Yami. Even though the water had long since turned cold, Yugi was perfectly content and warm against his lover.

He was dozing lightly when Yami finally picked him up bridal style and carried him into the bed room after turning the shower off. He made a small sound of protest at being moved, but didn't complain when he was set down on their bed. He kept his eyes closed and waited for Yami to join him, but frowned when he didn't feel the bed dip down next to him.

Suddenly, fluffy dryness rubbed up and down his body, and he laughed lightly when he realized Yami was drying him off with a towel. When the man deemed him dry enough so that he wouldn't catch a cold, Yami climbed into the bed. Pulling Yugi against him, he smiled lightly when his lover immediately tangled their legs together to be closer, never once opening his eyes.

"Night, Yami." Yugi sighed and dropped off into sleep, and Yami wrapped his arms around the younger when he heard Yugi's breath even out, making sure that they would be this way when they woke up.

"Good night, Yugi. See you in the morning."

SW: Thank you everyone for reading this story and for favoriting, following, or reviewing (if you did any or all of those).

Ryou: Yeah! SoWhatever is happy that you wanted to read this!

SW: And I kept it fair! Each couple had only one lemon each!

Marik: *crossing arms and glares* Bitch. I wanted my lemon with Malik.

SW: Don't worry~ You'll get that eventually in my next story!
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