Sweet Angel

Tristan’s eyes narrowed at the sight of the weapon in Seto’s hand. Ryou ran in front of Tristan. Yugi and Malik were frozen where they stood.

“Seto! Don’t hurt Tristan! Please!”

Seto glared at the brunet behind Ryou. “What do you think you are doing with my little sluts, Tris?”

Tristan brought Ryou behind him. Ryou clutched onto Tristan tightly. “Ryou is not a slut!”

Seto chuckled. “I beg to differ, Monkey-Boy! Ryou, Yugi, and Malik are mine!” Seto advanced on Tristan. “Let me tell you how this is all going to end, Tristan, if you’ll permit me. You are going to leave this room, go down the stairs, and leave. If I find the cops coming for me, I will execute all three of them and Ryou will be lost to you for good! Again!”

Tristan looked at Ryou over his shoulder. He glared back at Seto. “I will not leave my friends with you!”

Seto rolled his eyes. “Please, Tris. Don’t go spouting off some brainless friendship speech! I heard enough of that from your brainless cheerleader, Tea.”

Tristan brought Yugi and Malik behind him. “I won’t leave without them.”

Seto glared. “Then I just have to end their lives now.”

Seto fired the gun at Tristan and Ryou let out a scream.

Tristan lunged for Seto with the gun. Tristan grabbed Seto’s wrist and backed him against the wall in the hallway. Seto fired the gun again and panicked screams came from below. Tristan brought his knee to Seto’s groin. The CEO stumbled forward and fired into the room where the two hikaris dragged Ryou behind the bed to hide him from more gunfire.

Seto regained his stance and crashed his head against Tris’. Tristan stumbled back and Seto hit him with the barrel of the gun. Tristan fell on his back. Seto hovered over the brunet and laughed. Tristan took the heels of his shoes and slammed them against Seto’s kneecaps. Seto staggered back as Tristan rolled over to get to his feet.

Tristan stood up and Seto pointed the gun at Tristan’s head.

“Say goodbye, Tristan!”

“TRISTAN! HERE I COME, BUDDY!” Joey screamed out as he crashed a Louis XIV chair over Seto’s head, knocking him unconscious on the floor.

Joey panted as he glared at the unconscious CEO. “He was going to kill you, Tristan!”

Tristan brushed back his hair, his face and his body covered in sweat from the struggle. “Thanks, Joey. I’m glad you’re here to watch my back!”

“I always have been there for you, bud.”

Tristan gasped. “RYOU!” Tristan rushed into the room and heard the hikaris behind the bed. Joey and Tristan ran to the other side of the bed. Ryou was holding his upper arm.

Tristan kneeled beside Ryou. “Ryou, let me see it.”

Joey’s eyes widened as he saw Yugi and Malik holding each other and crying. Joey wrapped his arms around Yugi and Malik.

Ryou removed his hand. The bullet had just scratched him. No blood was drawn, much to Tristan’s release.

“Tristan, we better get these three out of here before the maniac wakes up!”

Yugi and Malik stood up on shaking legs. Joey helped them stand on their feet.

Ryou looked up at Tristan. “I’m too scared to walk, Tristan.”

Tristan smiled. “Don’t worry, Ryou. You’ll stay with me. I won’t let anything like this happen to you again.”

Tristan picked up Ryou and cradled him. Tristan carried Ryou out of the summerhome.

“Tristan, where are we going?” Joey asked, holding Yugi and Malik to him.

“Joey, can you take Yugi and Malik to your house and clean them up?”

Joey nodded. “Hey, Yugi, you wanna come home with me?”

Yugi gripped onto Joey tightly. “Joey, don’t let me go.”

Malik clung to Yugi and Joey. “Yugi, I couldn’t bear to see you harmed!”

Tristan smiled at Ryou. “Would you like to come home with me, Ryou?”

Ryou nodded, still holding onto his arm.

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Tristan dropped Yugi and Malik at Joey’s house. Joey pat Tristan on the shoulder reassuringly. The brunet gave the blond a nod and drove away.

Tristan took Ryou to his apartment. The brunet gathered a clean bathrobe and towels for Ryou.

“Ryou, I got towels and a clean bathrobe for you, Ryou. Go shower and I will get you something to eat.”

Ryou’s brown eyes locked with Tristan’s. “Tristan…..I…..thank you.”

Tristan smiled and brushed back Ryou’s white hair behind his ear. “No problem, Ryou. Go get clean and I’ll fix you the best sandwich you have ever eaten!”

Ryou walked past Tristan and Tristan went to the kitchen. The brunet made his friend a sandwich. When he was done, he sat on his couch in the living room. When he heard the water run, he closed his eyes.

He could almost see the water running down Ryou’s thin, naked body. The droplets sliding down his body…..his hair becoming heavy with saturation…the water droplets caressing his body and sliding down his back and curving around his buttocks.

Tristan suddenly realized the material around his groin becoming a little too tight for his comfort.

“I can’t let Ryou see me like this! I can’t hurt Ryou! He’s hurt….I can’t take advantage of him!” Tristan scolded himself.

What made matters worse is that he was thinking of the incident at the summer home. He remembered Ryou’s body writhing beneath him.

Gods…he looked so damn….incredible!

The water shut off in the shower and Tristan crossed his legs, hoping to hide the bulge in his pants. Ryou stepped into the living room and Tristan felt his pants grow ten times tighter at the sight before him.

Ryou wore his red satin knee-length bathrobe. Decorated in gold were Chinese dragons. The thin satin belt was tied around Ryou and hung at his side. Ryou’s white hair, wet and damp, clung to his shoulders.

Ryou bandaged his arm where the bullet scratched him.

“Tristan…..thank you.”

Tristan’s eyes were still gaping at the epitome of manhood before him. “Ummm…no problem, Ryou.” Tristan stood up painfully and went to the kitchen to get Ryou’s meal.

Ryou sat on the couch and Tristan watched while Ryou ate hungrily.

“Tristan? Where am I going to sleep tonight?”

Tristan crossed his legs, still trying to hide his arousal. “Wherever you want, Ryou.”

Ryou sighed. “Maybe I’ll just be on the couch.”

“No, Ryou. You can have my bed. I’ll stay on the couch.”

Ryou finished eating and Tristan went to unfold the living room couch which could fold into a bed.

“Umm..Tristan?”

“Yes, Ryou?”

“I really….I want…”

Tristan stood up and looked down at his friend. He cupped Ryou’s cheek in his hand. “What do you want, angel?”

“I…I don’t want to be alone tonight.”

Tristan brought Ryou into his arms. “I can stay with you, angel.”

“Don’t leave me alone, Tris. Please.”

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Tristan brought Ryou to bed. Ryou slipped into bed first. The brunet continued to sweat as he saw Ryou naked under the sheets. Tristan kept on his black, silky boxers to conceal his still-painful arousal.

Tristan turned off the lights and cuddled Ryou against him.

Ryou nuzzled his head into Tristan’s chest and ran his hands over Tristan’s chest and stomach.

“Tristan, thank you for letting me stay here with you.”

Tristan smiled. “No problem, Ryou.”

“Tristan, I know how you feel about me.”

The brunet tensed. “Who told you?!”

“I…I was in a hidden room in the library when you came to talk to Seto. He….he raped me in the control room after you left.”

Tristan cuddled Ryou close to him as Ryou let out a sob.

“Tristan, I never knew you cared about me that way!”

“I do, Ryou.”

Ryou leaned up and kissed Tristan on the lips, running his hands over Tristan’s body. Ryou kissed Tristan more desperately.

“Ryou….no.”

Ryou pulled back. “Why?”

“Why are you doing this?”

Ryou sniffled and started to weep. “I figured I had to pay you for your kindness.”

Tristan shook his head. “No, Ryou, I just want to hold you.”

Ryou sobbed against Tristan’s chest, his tears sliding down the broad chest.

“Really?”

Tristan nodded. “Really. I do love you, Ryou. I don’t want you to force yourself into something you don’t want to do.”

Tristan held Ryou against him until he felt the angel slowly become limp with sleep.

Tristan rubbed his cheek against the snow-white mane and kissed it gently.

“Goodnight, sweet angel.”

NEXT CHAPPIE: Yugi and Malik talk to Yami. Tristan x Ryou lemon next!