Notes: This fic came about from an RPG with Tialen and Saendie and StarLin. I asked permission to post this on Fanfiction.Net for feedback and also recruiting for the RPG. Saendie plays Yami, Tailen has the roll of Yugi, and Starlin have taken on Jounouchi and also Jiichan. Would like someone to take Jounouchi's father in the RPG for some of the storylines. If anyone would like to join, we have plenty of characters available still. The URL is http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MillenniumYugiOh/

Warning: This is Yaoi so that means boys having sex with other boys. No lemon in this chapter but there will be in the next. Off scene child abuse also.

Standard Disclaimer: The three of us don't own the characters of Yugioh. We're not making any money off of this.

Three Becomes One (working title)

By Tialen, Saendie, and Star Lin

/..../ Yami and Yugi talking to each other.

Part 1

The blond teen put his ear against the door, listening to sounds from the other room. A faint drunken snore could be heard through the thin doorway. Breathing a sigh of relief, Jounouchi lean his back up against the door, and shooting pain ran through his shoulder at the contact with the door. Swallowing the curse, he rolled his body slightly so that the injure shoulder wasn't press against the door.

His father had been in a rage when he walked in. Mom had called demanding child support for Shizuka, who in turn demanded support money for him, and that had caused his father to go on a drinking fit again. He hadn't been to sure of what his dad had called his mother, too busy dodging beer bottle thrown by his old man, and he was sure he didn't want to know. Jounouchi hadn't been quick enough to dodge one of the bottle as he dashed into his room. He was just thankful that it didn't break or he would have had a lot of explaining to do to Yugi and his Jiichan.

Sigh, he pushed himself away from his door, heading over to get his deck from off his night stand. Maybe he could talk Yugi into a game of Duel Monsters. He quietly slip out of his room, pass his dad, who had passed out on the chair this time instead of the floor, and out the front door. He just hope that Yugi was at home.

******

Yami was going over their deck idly, switching out cards with ones he felt would work better. Yugi was in the shower, so he was the one to answer the door at the knock. "Jounochi?" His friend looked positively ragged and Yami held the door open. /Aibou, Jounochi's here...looks like his father was at it again./

Yugi wasn't quite finished with that shower when Yami informed him about Jounochi. /Oh! Yami, he is okay...right?/ He questioned.

Jounouchi paste on his usual smile as the door open. "Oi, Yugi..." he began then is smile faded a little at Yugi's other standing at the door. "Hi, Yami." he said. While it was easy to brush off about certain things when Yugi, Yami Yugi was a different matter all together. It also didn't help that both Yugi and Yami had a body to die for. He cough a little, mostly to break the silence that had settle between the two and also to keep his thoughts from going farther down into the gutter. 'This is my best friend. I shouldn't be having these kinds of thoughts like this about either one of them.' he thought to himself angrily.

He grimace slightly, hoping that Yami hadn't notice the look of pain, as the cough cause the pain in his shoulder to worsen a fraction. He was pretty sure now that the bottle had left a good size bruise behind. "I was wondering if you were up to a friendly game of Duel Monster?" he asked. 'Just so that I can forget for a few hours about my home life.' he thought to himself.

Yami listened to Jounochi with the normal expressionless mask he wore and sat the blonde teen in a chair in the sitting room in the back of the Game Shop. /No, he's not alright. Get decent and down here./ The Game King faced Jounochi, then grabbed his shirt, pulling it off suddenly. He ignored Jounochi's protests as his blood red eyes narrowed at the size of the bruise. "Friendly game of Dual Monsters? Jounochi, look at that." He gave him his shirt back before going to get an ice pack. This was going to be a long night.

/Okay, Yami./ Yugi answered. He did a last quick rinse but didn't bother drying fully off since Yami had made it sound urgent. So a few moments later it was a decent but damp Yugi who was making his way down to where Jounochi and Yami were.

Jounouchi sputter some protest as Yami yank his shirt off. Taking his shirt back, he watched Yami leave. Yep, he was a first class baka for thinking that he could fool Yami. Slightly curious, he turn his head to look at the injury. He bite his lip at the distorted bottle shape bruise. It had already taken on a sickish dark bluish-purple color. 'Hate to think what that's going to feel like in the morning.' he thought to himself.

He turn away from it, his mind working fast on a good excuse to cover over what happen. He was thankful for the fact that he was a slight trouble maker. He had used the 'street fight' story a few times before. He hissed in pain as something cold was place against the shoulder. As the ice numb the pain away, he gave a sigh of relief. At the sound of footsteps, he turn to the see who it was.

Jounouchi almost moan at the sight of Yugi, still damp from a shower, enter the room. Thoughts flew from his head as he took in the clothes that clung to Yugi's body, watching as little rivulets of water ran down the curve of his neck from the still dipping hair. He swallow hard against the lump that had form in his throat and turn away from the beautiful sight before him. It was times like this that he hated his out for control hormones. Running a hand down his face, he buried his needs into the back of his mind, and then turn to grin at Yugi. "So what caused you to jump out of the shower?" He mentally kicked himself at that question, knowing that he just open the door wide for a flood of questions.

Yugi glanced at the scene in confusion. "I heard that you were hurt...." Somehow that wasn't what it looked like to him. As his gaze flitted over Jounochi, taking in how his friend was sitting there without a shirt on, which left room for eyes to roam. But Yami was there too, touching Jounochi? He couldn't be totally sure from this angle. But Yugi wondered if he'd walked in on something.

He nibbled at his lip as he flushed a bit at the thought. "It's not bad, is it?" Yugi questioned to make sure though he was looking at both Jounochi and Yami.

Yami made sure the ice pack settled good on the bruised area. "Bad enough. Seems Jounochi's father thought he was moving target again." He sensed some bit of embarrassment from Yugi for some odd reason and arched an eyebrow at him. "Something on your mind, aibou?"

Jounouchi was about to reply that it wasn't that bad but a shard of ice settle in his stomach at the words that Yami spoke. 'Jounouchi's father thought he was a moving target again.' play through his head. His eyes widen as he realize that they both knew. 'How did they find out?' he asked himself. He had done everything he could to keep that little fact hidden. He turn to glare at the floor so he wouldn't have to see the pity that was most defiantly in place in those beautiful purple and red eyes. He mentally smack himself at those thoughts. 'If they had found out about my old man so easily, could they have found out about...'

He clutched at his hands as they began to shake. He was scared that what little respect, in his mind, that they had for him was now gone. He closed his eyes tightly. Why wouldn't his hands stop shaking?

Yami frowned at the way Jounochi was reacting. Part of him chided himself at being so blunt, but that's just how it was. He saw through Yugi's eyes when his aibou had gone with his friends to Jounochi's apartment. They were trying to find him but his father had been the only one there and ended up throwing a beer bottle at them. Luckily no one got hurt, but that glimpse was enough to let Yami know exactly what went on in Jounochi's home.

A soft blanket was draped over Jounochi as Yami stepped back to give Jounochi some space. "Don't worry Jounochi, we visited your home once while you were off in that yo-yo gang. You didn't reveal anything."

Jounouchi released his shaking hands so that he could pull the blanket around himself. The blanket made sure that the ice pack stayed in place. "So you had an idea for that long." he said. "Should have guess that one of you would have come over, eventually." He gave a bitter smile, his head still lowered so that none could see it, and added to himself, 'At least I can keep certain things hidden.'

It was at that moment that he remember that Yami had asked Yugi if something was on his mind. He turn his head to look at Yugi and frown at the blush that seem to be on his cheeks. "Oi, Yugi, what is it?" he asked, sitting up a little bit. Jounouchi slowly realized that he was blushing at him and Yami. He brought his hand to the back of his head and laugh a bit. "Hey, it's not what you think, Yugi." he said. 'Even if I wish it was what you're probably thinking.' he added to himself. He mentally kick himself for letting his hormones get the better of him again.

"Oh." Yugi was a just a bit confused, not just about what had been going on before he'd walked in, but he believed Jounochi. Plus there was how he didn't get why Jounochi had been acting like that. "Why wouldn't we have come over?" Yugi asked trying to understand why his friend wouldn't have figured that they'd come over at some point.

With that said he walked over to stand closer to where both Yami and Jounochi were. He was starting to feel a bit of a chill from still being damp, the clothes clinging to him didn't help keep him warm quite enough.

"Well, I never invite.... I mean, you didn't know where I live.... so no one would have known..." Great, that was some really pathetic excuses. As he tried to come up with something a little better, his gaze went back to Yugi, who was walking toward them. He swallow and licked his dry lips as he watched the clinging clothes move against the other boy's body. He wondered what it would be like to touch that still damp body, to taste those lips, and... Kami he was going to need that ice pack for another part of his body if he kept up thinking those thoughts.

Noticing that Yugi was shiver, he took the blanket off, and tossed it to Yugi. "You need this more then me." He remove the ice pack and place his shirt back on. It was only then that he notice the bulge and hope that neither Yami or Yugi realize what it was from.

Yami walked around Jounochi over to Yugi and took the blanket, using it as a towel to dry off Yugi with a little smirk. "Thought you would at least have dried off." He got the smaller boy's hair dried before removing Yugi's shirt with a tsk and putting it aside, then wrapped the blanket around his shoulders. "Just got your shirt all soaked. You might want to change into more dry clothing."

Jounouchi couldn't help the small smile that pulled at his lips as he watched Yami dry off Yugi's hair. Watching the scene reminded him of the times he had done the same thing for his little sister. Yami was completely different from the way that he acted in a duel battle.

Jounouchi's breath caught in his throat as Yami then reached and removed Yugi's shirt. Or more like peeled it off of the smaller body and the muscles that moved under Yami's tight shirt wasn't helping him in gaining back some control. A moan rose up in his throat and he bit down hard on his lip to try and keep the sound from escaping. Why tonight, of all nights, was he losing control over himself?

He stood up quickly, almost knocking the chair over as he did so. The shirt tail just covering the bulge in his pants. He had to get out of there. "I, um, I gotta go." His face burning, he turn to flee the house.

A hand caught his arm and turned him around, bringing Jounochi face to face with an annoyed Yami. "No, you're not. Where will you go? Back to that man so he can throw things at you again? That's just stupid, Jounochi. You'll stay here for now, understand." It was an order more than a question. "Now go sit back down."

The room spun around and then jerk to a stop. Jounouchi reached out and grab something until he regain his balance. He realized that his hand was closed on the upper part of Yami's arm. He register the question from Yami but his mind was going into meltdown/withdraw. His free hand clench and unclench onto nothing. Yami was so close to him and he could almost make out the other's scent.

Jounouchi's body began to tremble as needs washed over his body. His breathing began to speed up as he continue to stare into those ruby eyes. They held him to that spot and he was sure that he was drowning in that see of red. 'Kami, help me.'

"Thanks, Yami." Yugi said at the drying he'd got. However he certainly hadn't been expecting his shirt to be removed. And then Jounochi's reaction left him rather confused so he hadn't moved anywhere to get dry clothes before Jounochi grasped ahold of Yami's arm.

Yugi certainly didn't want Jounochi going back to get hurt some more then again he also didn't get why he'd be so eager to leave. Thinking that Jounochi might think that he was intruding Yugi walked over and wrapped arms around Jounochi to give him a hug. "Yami's right. You are more than welcome to stay." He stated, staring at Jounochi's face.

Jounouchi tried to get his voice to work. He gain a bit of control to try get words out of his mouth. He open his mouth to speak only to have a gasp come out as arms wrap around his waist from the side. The gasp was followed by a low moan as an arm brush close to his shaft. Just that brush sent his heated blood soaring and singing in his veins.

Jounouchi free hand buried itself into Yugi's soften hair as he began to fall into ruby red sea. His eyes had drifted close as he continue to fall but they shot back open as his lips meet with lips. He was kissing Yami. Kami, Yami was going to beat him into a bloody pulp. But to have those soft lips of Yami's and the feel of Yugi's silken hair as memories when Yami killed him afterwards would keep him warm in the cold beyond.

Yami blinked at Jounochi as he leaned forward towards him, then ended up kissing him. He didn't even move away right away. The look on his face was defiantly priceless. Stunned, was the first reaction, then confusion. He wasn't sure how to deal with that. Yugi giving him a little kiss on the cheek was one thing, this was another.

With Yugi, he was very kind and the gentler one often gave him a little peck for encouragement and it did help Yami dual better. ....but this was...

".....my first kiss?"

Jounouchi closed his eyes, not wanting to see the anger that would replace the confusion that he was sure to come next. He just let himself feel. His hand moved from Yami's arm up into the other's hair. The hair felt different from the soft strands that his fingers were still playing in Yugi's hair. He wonder if Yugi's kiss would be the same of different.

He nibble at Yami's lower lip and a whimper of need began to move up his throat. Why wasn't Yami doing anything? He should have came to his senses and started beating him by now. He wasn't about to allow himself to think that Yami might even be interested in him.

Yami raised his hands up and gripped Jounochi's arms, pushing him away to arm's length. There was a little redness across his cheeks. He released him, watching him for a moment before scooping Yugi up suddenly and going up the stairs. "Bedtime for you. Wait there Jounochi."

The Game King laid Yugi down on the bed and tucked the covers around him. "Just sleep, aibou. I'll figure out what's going on with Jounochi." The last thing he wanted was for his light to be confused.

After that he made his way back down the stairs and faced Jounochi. "What's going on, Jounochi."

Yugi had managed a good night to Jounochi while being moved upstairs. And as of now was tucked into the bed with memories of the kiss between Jounochi and Yami, of which he was curious about. /Was that kiss much different from one on the cheek, Yami?/ He questioned with an actual innocence of one not quite realizing quite how serious that was.

Yami irked at the mind-speech question from Yugi, unsure of how to answer. He could dual the worst cheaters and stand down other Millennium Items...but explaining such things to his light was unknown territory! /Different? Well...sort of. It's more...intimate./

/So does that make it better?/ Yugi returned, still curious.

/Depends, aibou. It's a little more of a...ah...higher emotion./ Yami returned, fighting for the correct words.

That warranted a moments pause on Yugi's part before continuing with the questions. /How much higher of an emotion was it?/

Yami groaned, a hand going through his hair. /A...really higher emotion. Affectionate./

/Oh. Okay, Yami./ Yugi stated, leaving a brief reprieve before flowing to the next question. /So does that mean you're affectionate towards each other?/

Yami, for all his suave attitude, had the strangest look on his face hearing that. /W-What makes you think that?? I, hey, you're supposed to be asleep!/ His face was red now and he fought hard to not just crawl somewhere and hide. /....I really don't know, Yugi./

/But things change though. Someday maybe./ Yugi replied before addressing the sleep issue. /I suppose so. Good night, Yami./

Yami was stunned hearing that and mentally smacked himself to snap out of it to answer Yugi. /Hai...good night Yugi./ He smoothed out his shirt a little. Did Yugi want him to be with Jounochi? He couldn't tell. His light was pure and innocent...did he have any idea what he was saying? The Game King sighed and looked at Jounochi again. "So...you kissed me."

Jounouchi had felt like he had been rip in two when Yami pushed him away and sweep Yugi out of the room. He stumble over to the chair he had been in before and dropping into it. He didn't even think of running for it, Yami's voice having a commanding tone to it. At least he didn't have to worry about Yugi seeing what Yami was going to do to him once he got back. He swallow hard as Yami came back into the room. When Yami asked what was going on, he blinked at the statement, and open his mouth to reply.

Jounouchi mouth was still hanging open when he saw the blush cross Yami's face. If it had been any other time, he would have been laughing his head off at the fact that Yami could blush. This wasn't the time to be doing that, not when death or worst, insanity, was about to be given out. He bite down on his lip at Yami's statement. "Hai, I...I kiss you." and added to himself, 'And I wanted to kiss Yugi too but I'm hoping to get out of here with some skin intact.' He felt a lump forming in his throat and his stomach was twisting into knots. "Gomen. I lost control and I'm sure that you will let me go and that I promise to never show my face here again... I hope. Or might I suggest you tell my old man. Then you'll won't have to bloody your hands if you decided you'll rather have me 6 foot under."

Yami stood over him while Jounochi sat, listening to him, watching his movements. He could see the amazing amount of tension, depression, and fear in him. "You really think I'm a monster then? That I would do that?" He frowned at him. "If I wanted to kill you, I would have. You know that. I don't hesitate with my actions when it's worth such a punishment. And love should never be punished." Yami pulled up a chair, turning it around to lean against the back of it with his arms crossed on the head rest. "Jounochi, I am not going to do anything horrible to you. I'm hurt that you think I'd attack my friends but I won't lose sleep over it. You probably didn't mean it that way. Now, I understand about your problems with you father, but why did you start coming on to me and my light?"

Jounouchi ran a hand down his face and took some calming breaths before speaking. Yami was right, he was over reacting to some of this. "Gomen, Yami." he said. "A lot of stuff just piled up on top of each other at the house. Kind of thought that my streak of luck had follow me here as well." Sighing, he lean back in the chair. He wince slightly as the bruise came into contact with the chair back but he used that to try clear his mind a little more.

"Why did I come onto you...and Yugi?" he repeated Yami's question to himself. 'Why tonight of all nights did I lose control?' he thought to himself. Was he trying to find something that he hope was love to replace what he wasn't getting at home? He mentally shook his head no at that. These feelings for the two halves was in his soul. It still didn't answer why he came onto them tonight. "I felt something for both of you that made me feel like I had a place in this world."

He turn his head to look at Yami. "You two are also both beautiful in different ways. The person would have to be blind not to see that." He turn away and closed his eyes. "I guess that having you both in front of me kind of overwhelm my control of my hormones." He let the ache grow dull and numb. At least he hadn't lost his friendship with the two halves. Hopefully his back would give him enough trouble that he doesn't have those wonderful, and very soon to be bitter, wet dreams of Yami and Yugi.

Yami listened, keeping his crimson gaze on Jounochi before finally speaking. "I didn't think you were gay, Jounochi. Nothing wrong with that. Still...Yugi dropped some hints that I should give you a chance. I'll say it bluntly though...you don't touch Yugi again unless he goes to you. Also, I'm not a sex object. I will not be used and thrown away."

Jounouchi smirked slightly. "Well, at least even I can fool the Game King on my sexuality." The smirk disappeared and he stood up from the chair. He walked over to the small window and pulled back the curtain to look out at the darken street. It kind of set well with the mood he found himself in. "I promise never to touch Yugi again, Yugioh."

Jounouchi spun around and pin Yami with an angry glare. "And don't make me sound like I'm like my parents. It might have been you looks that turn me on but that alone isn't what keep this feeling here." he said, placing a hand over his heart. "You're both as important as my sister." His eyes soften. "I promise I'll never use you and I won't touch you again, not unless you want me too."

Yami's eyes averted to the side. "You can touch Yugi if he wants you to. Otherwise, I want my light kept innocent." Yami stood from his chair and joined Jounochi at the window, making sure the other teen's eyes met his. "I don't mind you touching me. Yugi has...well, I'm still trying to figure out what he meant, but he wants me to try. So I will try." His hand covered Jounochi's over his heart. "And I promise to never use you like a toy or game. You are important. You may be Yugi's best friend, but you are my best friend as well. I will never mind crush you or hurt you. Don't look at me with fear. I have never regretted anything, and it won't start with this."

It was words that he never thought to hear from the Game King. That he didn't mind him touching him. But Jounouchi's greatest relief came from Yami was that Yugi didn't mind. His hand reached out to rest against Yami's face. Was his mind playing tricks on him or did it look like Yami's ruby eyes had soften to red rose petals? A shiver ran down his spine at the thought that he might have cause that softness. "Can't blame me for being caution." and didn't need to explain that statement.

Jounouchi ran a thumb just under Yami's eye. "Then lets try again." he whispered, afraid of shattering the warm silence that had settle in the room. "May I kiss you, Yami?"