Ocean Avenue

I’m sick with a 100.8 fever and am on three meds that the doctor gave me. I was bored laying in bed, and figured why not write to pass time by. This is the final chapter btw.

Chapter Twelve

There’s a place off Ocean Avenue…

The tension had grown unbearable as Yami stared at the new arrival at the pier. The sophomore placed his hands on his hips, his brows furrowing in anger as he locked gazes with the man in front of him.

The man in front of him had cold, piercing blue eyes and tidy brown hair. He wore a large white trench coat that jutted out at the edges, flaring at the coat tails and a simple black turtleneck and a pair of form fitting black jeans. He crossed his arms, a stoic expression gracing his hardened expression. The man held great authority in his stance. But what was one to expect when dealing with the infamous investor of Avalon Island.

“Kaiba, what are you doing here?” Yami asked voice sharp in annoyance. He knew that this man made Yuugi uncomfortable, all more the reason to make him leave before he was noticed.

Seto stared at Yuugi’s peaceful form, eyes dark with passion. “Since when has there been any tension between us, Atemu? Just because you’re my baby cousin doesn’t mean that we cannot settle disagreements on civil terms?”

Huffing under his breath, Yami shoved Seto to the side, whispering in a harsh, tone, full of anger and warning. “I don’t care if you are my first cousin. I will not allow you to interfere into Yuugi’s life anymore, Seto. He’s just now opening up to someone for the first time in years.”

Crossing his arms, the brunette closed his eyes, opening them with a serious glare. “You do not know Yuugi as well as you may think, Atemu. Yuugi is very different and isn’t as innocent as one may seem. After all, he was my lover for a number of years.”

“If he was so important to you, then why did you leave him high and dry?” He cast a gaze towards Yuugi, a sad smile gracing his lips as he did so. “You ruined his life. I just don’t want to see him upset by your presence.”

Cobalt eyes locked onto molten crimson. Both of these men were first cousins. A fierce rivalry had ignited between them just now, all because of the small teen that leaned against the pier’s railing.

“You shouldn’t interfere with affairs beyond your knowledge, little cousin. Yuugi and I polar opposites, he wanted to become a starving artist, while I wanted to become a CEO of my own company. I didn’t want him to become a poor, living out of a garbage can artist. That is why we weren’t together anymore. He left me, not the other way around.”

As this statement left Seto’s mouth, a pair of darkened amethyst eyes locked onto his form. Brows furrowed in agitation at the mere sight of the CEO. Yuugi stood next to Yami, arms crossed across his torso. He stared down Seto as the blue-eyed man spoke.

“Yuugi.”

Raising a brow, Yuugi merely nodded at the acknowledgement. “Why are you here, inferring with my date?”

Yami’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree as Yuugi acknowledged their day of relaxation as a date. He felt his heart beat fast as he rested his hand on Yuugi’s shoulder, staring down his cousin with a poker-like face.

Seto remained unaffected by either of their combined remarks or facial expressions. He simply stood there, brows rising in question.

“You are dating little Atemu?”

Yuugi blinked, confused. “This is the Atemu you mentioned in the past? Yami is your little baby cousin Atemu?”

“Hello! I’m standing right in front of you!” Yami stated in annoyance, his voice clipped in anger. He felt insulted by Yuugi’s statements. He wasn’t some little kid.

Scratching his arm, Yuugi shrugged at Yami. “Well, that’s what he always called you.” Shaking his head at the sophomore’s deflated ego, Yuugi turned his attention back to Seto. “Seto, just answer the question. I know that you have been here looking for me. But I think it’s time that you explain why you left Domino to find me, again.”

Groaning in a Kaiba-like way, the CEO sat on a bench adjacent to Yuugi’s stance at the pier’s railing. He smiled softly at Yuugi as he motioned for him to sit down, only to receive a no.

“I’m comfortable where I am. Now if you wouldn’t mind, please tell me what’s going on?”

Seto sighed under his breath, resting his arm on the side of the bench’s backrest. “You’ve been talking to Mokuba, haven’t you? Didn’t he tell you why we had come here?”

His only response was mere shake of the head.

Frowning, he continued, “Well, it’s been a year now, Yuugi. I figured you would have dropped this little fantasy of becoming a starving artist and move back in with me.” He turned to the side, gazing into dark amethysts. “I had gone to your house, only to hear from your grandfather that you had moved out. He said you have come here, attending the university in hopes of becoming well known.”

Yuugi stared out at the ocean once more, his eyes falling closed as he failed to hold back tears. “My dream isn’t a fantasy, Seto. I have what it takes to become an artist. No matter what you have to say to me, I will never give up my dreams for you, nor will I ever talk to you again.” His voice was cold, clipped in anger and depression. The small teen held onto the straps of his backpack, shoving himself over Seto’s legs as he clambered over towards Yami, head bestowed.

Noticing his friend’s uneasiness, Yami held Yuugi’s small hand, fingers massaging the little one’s knuckles affectionately. His eyes had become narrowed, hardened with anger for what his elder cousin had done to Yuugi. He had promised that today was going to be fun, away from life and things from the past. But it seemed that Seto was going to make Yuugi’s life a living hell, no matter what he had already done in the past.

Yami cast a look at his cousin. If looks could kill, Seto would have keeled over and died on the spot. The sophomore spoke loudly, tone vibrating with anger. “Kaiba, I don’t know who the fuck you think you are. I don’t care if you are family nor what you do for the charities of this island. You have no fucking right to speak to Yuugi or me in that tone. I don’t give a damn if you think that art is nothing but a fantasy.” He felt the small hand in his own tightened, causing his nerves to settle a bit. “You have no right to ruin another’s dream, Kaiba. I suggest that you leave Yuugi and I alone, preferably forever.”

With this said, Yami gently pulled on Yuugi’s arm, leading him away from the pier. However, he wasn’t given any response except for a tight grip upon his larger hand.

Raising a brow in concern, he bent down, brushing the golden bangs from Yuugi’s face. “Would you like me to carry you home, aibou? I promise I won’t do anything to you or start anything.” He said voice soft and comforting in tone.

He was surprised by the hesitant nod that Yuugi had given him. The boy seemed to understand that he was being sincere. Well for the moment he was. Carefully and tenderly, Yami lifted the small teen into his arms, smiling as Yuugi rested his head onto his right shoulder. The younger male seemed to be calm, almost in a daze. He shook his head from these thoughts of Yuugi as he held him close, walking away from Seto, and catching one final question from the said man.

“Do you know why I came back, Yami? Do you even know why I am here?”

Turning his head to the side, Yami held a stern face, clutching Yuugi in his arms tightly. “Because you are an arrogant bastard that thinks the world revolves around him. You think that you can get whatever the hell you want.”

Icy blue eyes locked onto those of his pure crimson. Both were in a duel of seriousness as the silence was broken. “You are so fucking immature. I came back because I realized that I loved him. Do you understand how long he and I go back?”

Yami merely shook his head as Yuugi nuzzled his face into Yami’s black and gray vest, squinting his eyes to shield himself from the bright sun.

“No and frankly I do not care. All I wish is that you will leave Yuugi alone. You had your chance to be with him, Seto.” He rubbed Yuugi’s back as he spoke in a possessive tone. “You have lost your chance since the moment Yuugi moved into Avalon. He and I have been seeing one another ever since he arrived.”

These words hit Seto like a knife through butter. His face was angered, but remained stoic. “I don’t care what you say. Yuugi will realize that this ‘fling’ he has gotten himself into his nothing but going onto the rebound.” He smirked a bit. “Face it, you’re nothing to Yuugi at all. He simply clings to you for comfort with this life he lives, the live of a starving artist.”

Yami was angered immensely by this statement. His fingers dug into the back of Yuugi’s shirt, causing the small boy to wince a bit. He was ready with another insult. He had always been a great duelist in a war of words. Yami wouldn’t lose this war without a fight, or perhaps being interrupted by the small boy in his arms.

Yuugi turned his head to the side, glaring at Seto with darkened amethyst eyes. Tears had somehow cascaded down his face during the war of words. He dug his fingernails into Yami’s arm, continuously staring at his ex-boyfriend.

Upon seeing the saddened gaze from Yuugi, Seto stepped back. The sheer look of the small boy’s face had caught him off guard. He hadn’t realized that he had crossed the boundaries of his place in this fight. He has pissed off Yuugi.

“How the hell do you know what I want in life? You have never given me a chance to make one decision on my own, Seto. I was lucky if you let me go to school for the day other than one of your stupid tutors. I enjoy my life here in Avalon, spending time with my roommates and my sister. I love the beach here, and I still love art. Nothing you can do will change the way I feel about art nor my relationship with you.”

“What do you mean our relationship? Are you still bitter with how I treated you or do you mean how much I controlled your life?”

Groaning under his breath, Yuugi pulled himself from Yami’s arms, landing onto his feet with a loud click.

“You are supposed to be a freaking CEO of Kaiba Corporation, Seto. Are you this dense that you cannot simply understand what I mean?”

Yuugi received no answer, making his point clear across the board. “I knew it. You may have all the money in the world, and own one of the most successful companies in the world. But you, Seto, do not have one ounce of understanding the human heart.” Yuugi placed a hand into his pocket, pulling out a familiar silver flip-phone. Holding it into the air, Yuugi threw it in front of Seto’s feet.

The small electronic device had become scuffed up, it’s battery falling onto the sidewalk as it hit the ground in full force. Cobalt eyes stared at the expensive cell phone, brows raising in confusion.

“With destroying this cell phone, I have proved to myself that I no longer need you in my life, Seto. With this phone gone, you can no longer track me down or have your brother attempt to persuade me into meeting you again.” He turned towards Yami, walking way. “It’s over now, I never want to see you again, Seto.”

He felt his heart beat fast, thumping against his chest continuously. For the first time in over a year and a half of his life, Yuugi had taken control of his problems, ending them for the final time.

Seto had always controlled his life, making his decisions over everything. The teen felt as though he was a small child, rather than the CEO’s lover. The boy couldn’t do anything that seemed to please Seto in the least. Not even his passion for art helped this problem. He had noticed the tension between them whenever he had graduated from high school earlier than expected.

The CEO had planned on sending Yuugi to Harvard to become a lawyer. He wanted the best for Yuugi, even if it meant controlling the teen until the point of destroying who he really was. It took the words of his sister to break the spell of possessiveness that Seto had set upon him. To bring him the truth of his decisions and future, Yuugi began to follow his sister’s judgment of following the heart for what you want in the future. Enjoy the years of your youth away from high school. Make a few friends and possibly even meet that person that you want to spend the rest of your life with. These had been her exact words less than three months ago.

Yuugi had complied to his sister’s suggestion, packing all of his things after he received his acceptance into Ocean Avenue. He had begun a new destiny that was to unfold. He believed that Avalon would hold something that would break his beliefs and make him settle down with the love of his life.

The small teen walked silently next Yami, hands stuffed into his pockets. He hadn’t been in a clingy mood as he had earlier that day. He felt his heart healing from his deep wounds of the past. However, he still felt a bit of confusion as to what was going on with his life in Ocean Avenue.

He had almost completed the first semester of the year, and was passing everything with an A+.

Yuugi felt odd when he thought of this. He had reached his achievement in only the first semester. He was taking all of the art courses he needed and wanted to take, yet he didn’t feel that they were necessary as his main love anymore.

He turned his head to the side, gazing into captivating crimson eyes that looked ahead. Yami hadn’t realized that he was staring at him, nor was he aware of the gorgeous glint of sparkle that his eyes and skin gave off in the sunlight. The freshman too this moment to enjoy the distracted form of his roommate, simply enjoying the male’s exotic physique and appearance. Yuugi had always found Yami to be annoying, almost one-sided. He felt that the sophomore held nothing deeper than skin deep. But in this small observation, he found himself proved wrong of that theory.

A small smile graced his lips as he pulled his hands out of his pockets, stepping up close to Yami with a small sigh. Gingerly, he wrapped his arms around Yami’s lithe waist. By resting his head against the small of the elder’s back, Yuugi had purred softly, enjoying the simple contact of touching the only person who hadn’t tried to ruin his life.

At the touch, Yami felt his heart melt. Yuugi had actually touched him in a sensual way. He gazed down into the bright amethysts of his little one, smiling softly. Tanned arms wrapped around Yuugi’s small body, pulling him into a tighter embrace. Laughter and profanity filtered through their mouths as something had been agitated.

Yuugi laughed as he sat next to Yami on a bench. Both teens had been wrestling in the sand, hair mused from their fight. Yuugi turned towards Yami, pulling the elder’s face into his hands, stroking the cheeks with care.

“Yuugi, what are you doing?” Yami managed to ask, breathing labored, hormones driving through his lower regions.

With the whisper of the wind, the teen pulled himself into Yami’s lap, supple lips jutting out slightly. Yuugi looked irresistible, sexy in his own very way.

He pulled the face of his roommate closer to his own, lips meeting into a soft, passionate kiss. A small tongue lapped at the other’s bottom lip, demanding entrance.

Yami compiled quickly, opening his mouth wide. Yuugi took advantage of this freedom, probing the inner depths of the spicy cinnamon flavored mouth. He felt infatuated with the other’s tongue, especially as said muscle wrapped around his own.

A battle of dominance had begun. Both men gripped at one another, running their fingers through one another’s hair as their tongues danced in the form of the tango. Mewls of pleasure emitted from the duo as Yuugi felt a hand caress his buttocks, sending him into his haven of erotic thoughts.

With his defense take advantage of, Yami took full force of the dominant kiss, pulling his tongue into Yuugi’s mouth. He ran his fingers across the soft, pale skin of his crush, grunting in need of air as he pulled away.

Both Yuugi and Yami gasped as they took in the much needed air. Their faces were tinted red, hair and shirts disheveled from their escapade. Yami looked at Yuugi, raising a brow in questioning.

“I thought you didn’t like to kiss me?”

Yuugi cocked his head to the side, licking his lips soundlessly. “I had a change of heart.”

“How so?”

Sighing, Yuugi pulled himself into a sitting position, running his fingers across the broad chest of his roommate.

“I realized that you are the only one who have even loved me for who I am, not what I wanted to become.” He tweaked his friend’s nose as he giggled. “We have a lot in common and you are one of the best damned kissers I have ever had.”

Smirking to himself, Yami brushed a piece of hair from Yuugi’s innocent face. “Does this mean what I think it means?”

“Heh, yeah. You’ve had me for a while, but I’m ready to claim you as mine, and not the love interest of every girl on campus.”

Chuckling, the sophomore, pushed Yuugi onto his back, hovering over him with a large grin. “Hmm, I believe that I can arrange that.”

Yuugi gazed up at him, his amethyst eyes bright for the first time in years. He felt truly loved for the first time in years. Seto, and Anza had been nothing for him as he now felt a bit giddy at the thoughts of what his future would hold with this wild man of his.

“Good, good.”

Life was great, and Yuugi couldn’t wait to experience it without the prang of depression from his past with Seto. Ocean Avenue had a lot to offer. Not only did he manage to make a friend, he managed to find the love of his life and get over his past.

Life was good.

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He walked into the bedroom of their shared dorm room, shaking his head at the combined set of beds in the corner. Sheets were strewn to the side of it, pillows thrown to the floor. Blankets hung loosely from the edges. It appeared that the owner of these beds, was quite a restless sleeper. Either that, or had a very busy night.

Rolling his eyes, Yuugi picked up the sheets, throwing them into a laundry basket . It had been a year since he had moved into this dorm, and life was still great. He had Yami had now lived in this dorm alone now. Joey had left them the year before, moving into Mai’s apartment.

Things were much easier to do now that there was only two in the small dormitory. Both Yuugi and Yami had nightly activities on a weekly basis and also wars of dueling, yes lots of dueling.

Yuugi collapsed onto the floor , eyes gazing under the bed, that he and his other shared. He squinted a bit as he saw something sparkle in the stray sunlight.

With his child-like curiosity, Yuugi reached under the bed, feeling around for the sparkling item, eventually finding a familiar pair of square-rimmed glasses in his hand.

Noticing that he had found his glasses for the first time in over a year, he snickered, putting them on the bridge of his nose.

As he did this, the bedroom door opened, revealing Yami, eating a bag of M & Ms. Yuugi laughed to himself, turning towards his boyfriend who raised a brow at him.

“Oh Re, you found them?” He chided playfully, dropping the bag into the table as he sat next to Yuugi.

Said teen cocked his head to the side, sporting his old glasses. “Yup, I found them under our bed.”

“Aww, but now you ruined my plans of playing a new bed game. The librarian and the soccer coach making out in the teacher’s lounge.”

Casting an amused glance, Yuugi replied, “You are such a pervert, you know that?”

Nodding his head appreciatively he smirked. “Yes, but I’m your pervert.”

“Better believe it.”

Both men smiled at one another, laying on the floor for a moment as they thought of the moments each had felt in this room since the year before. The many fights, the many duels and the many make-out sessions and of course the angst. Dear Re, the angst had occurred in this room alone.

Yuugi looked up at Yami, nuzzling his cheek against the side of his jaw.

“There’s a place off Ocean Avenue, where I used to sit and talk with you.”

Yami smiled a little, taking on his line. “We were both sixteen and it felt so right, sleeping all day, staying up all night.”

After a while they had reached a certain part of their song, both gazing at one another with lust-filled eyes. “Let your waves crash down on me and take me away yeah, eyeah.”

“There a piece of you that’s with me and every time..” Yami pulled Yuugi into a heart warming kiss, nuzzling Yuugi as he pulled away.

“There’s a place off the corner of Cherry Street where we used to walk on the beach in our bare feet.” He smiled, replying. “We were both eighteen and it felt so right and it still does. Things will continue to get better from here as you become an artist and I become a writer.”

Yuugi nodded. For the first time in his life he could hope that both he and Yami would achieve their dreams. He knew that there would be many ups and downs to come as their careers and lives progressed. However, all Yuugi cared about was living life with his best friend and love interest, earning his publicity in the art world. He would always remember his first day in Ocean Avenue, sitting with Yami and becoming an independent person away from Seto.

“There was a place off Ocean Avenue…”

He would live up to that title. After all, it may have been the name of his university as well as a song, but the words would always remind him of how much he had overcome.

He had conquered his fears of the past and learned to live in the future.

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Fin. Sort of different than I had originally planned but with Yuugi conquering his fear of Seto, he had found his life and lived it with Yami. There will be no lemon to this story. I hope you all enjoyed this and hope that you will enjoy the others I will work on in the future.

-Tange.