WARNING: ATEN/ROBBIE SHOUENEN-AI DREAM SEQUENCE! SOMEWHAT LIME-ISH.

Kat: Asher’s going to have plenty later to play with.

Shadow of Light: There aren’t a lot of fics with Mako in it. I thought he’d be a nice addition over any other person.

Pharaoh Yamis Princess: I haven’t seen you in ages! Happy Pre-Birthday!

Chibi Misu: Of course Joey says yes. It’s just how long that takes them to get married is the thing….

Jupitor Knight: I don’t really deal with school too much in this story. The next story will have some schooling and he does catch up a little bit.

Valea: Ten years is a long time. Seto was nervous to ask…I don’t blame him.

Kura Magician Girl: *hands Seto plushie*

Broken Time: He wanted to do that for a long time.

Harvestgirl64: Asher is getting to be a good member of “Public Relations.”

Sakiyama: Well, the lighthouse was not only a symbolic thing, it’s going to come up later.

anubiset: I wasn’t planning on giving Asher to anyone. Frankly, I would pity the girl or other guy he was with.

Lady Elfskye: Lime is it yet. They’re too young for lemon.

Love and Trust

****Dream Sequence****

Aten laid back on the bed in the large room. Long, sheer white curtains flew in the night wind. The door opened and Robbie walked into the room smiling at him.

“Hello, Aten….,” Robbie whispered, licking his lips suggestively.

“Robbie? What are you doing here?” Aten asked as Robbie closed the door behind him. As Robbie slowly approached the bed, he removed his shirt and stopped at the foot of the bed to remove his pants. Aten looked down at himself and noticed he was naked and relaxing on a soft comforter covered in black fake fur.

Robbie climbed into the bed beside him. “I’m glad we can do this, Aten. You are my best friend, after all.”

Aten stroked Robbie’s cheek. “This won’t…..get us in trouble, will it?”

“It’s never gotten us into trouble before. We’ve been doing this since we were three.” Robbie shook his head. “I want this, Aten.” Robbie brushed his hands across Aten’s thin belly. “And I think you want this, too.”

Aten nodded and smiled at his friend. “I do, Robbie. I do.”

Robbie pressed his lips to Aten gently. Robbie’s hands gently stroked Aten’s prominent ribcage, feeling the contour of every bone. Aten’s tongue slowly explored the dark recesses of his friend’s mouth, brushing and rubbing against every surface.

The dark-haired boy moaned into the kiss as his caresses floated further down Aten’s body. The white-and-blond-haired boy tensed and clenched his fists.

“Robbie…..please don’t…….”

Robbie pulled back from the kiss. “Why?”

“Somebody touched me there when I was really young. I don’t want anyone to touch me there. I don’t like it.”

Robbie smiled down at Aten. “But, I love you, Aten. Whoever did this didn’t love you. He hurt you, but I will show you that love shouldn’t hurt.”

Aten shook his head. “He did more to me than you know, Robbie. I’m afraid to be touched….there. He…he …..put it in me and it hurt. Please…don’t touch me there.”

Robbie stroked Aten’s hair gently. “Give me a chance to help you heal, Aten. I love you.”

A tear trailed down Aten’s cheek. “I love you, Robbie. Please…help me.”

Robbie kissed Aten’s lips and then trailed further down, taking a nipple between his lips and sucking affectionately on the tiny bud of flesh.

Aten cradled Robbie’s head against him as Robbie licked and suckled at Aten. Robbie licked further to Aten’s belly button, dipping his tongue into the orifice and stroking it with his tongue.

The boy on the bottom shifted uncomfortably. Robbie was gentle and it felt good. Aten whimpered.

“Robbie……I don’t want him to hurt me anymore. Make the pain stop.”

Robbie kissed lower and Aten tensed.

‘If it feels good, why does it still hurt? Why am I still scared?’

“I won’t hurt you, Aten,” Robbie said looking up at Aten. Robbie whispered. “I won’t hurt you, Aten. Relax.”

“I love you, Robbie, but I’m not sure…I’m afraid,” Aten whispered.

“This will make it better, Aten.” Robbie lowered his head and made contact with Aten’s manhood…..

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The twelve year old boy’s opened wide in panic. His face was sweating, his chest hurt from his pacing heart.

Aten’s POV

Why did I dream about Robbie like that? Robbie is my friend.

Why did I enjoy it? Was it wrong for me to enjoy it?

It must be wrong for me to have enjoyed that dream. Robbie is my friend. He said he loved me. That type of love can’t be kind……can it?

Ten years have passed since my grandfather kidnapped me and my mother. My grandfather touched me and hurt me.

I went to go wipe my forehead when my hand felt damp. I pushed the covers off of me. My pants and my sheets were wet!!!!! Oh no! Not again! I can’t let my parents know this is happening! No one can know! I can’t let anyone know I enjoyed that dream! I didn’t wet the bed!

It’s wrong to enjoy……that stuff. That type of love was not about love or emotion. Sex was about power, humiliation, and control.

I jumped up and removed my sheets. This is so embarrassing! This is wrong! I should be ashamed of myself for my body doing this! I should be ashamed! This is wrong! My body is so…..dirty and disgusting! This is bad! My body is bad! Wrong! Dirty! Disgusting!

I looked down and saw that my penis had become stiff! Oh no! DOWN! DOWN!

Ow…Hitting it isn’t making it go down!

Ow….

Owie.

No one can see this!

I removed my shirt and my father knocked on the door. “Son, are you ok? Can I come in?”

I quickly put a blanket in front of my pants and told him he could come in.

“Are you ok, son?”

I kicked the sheets behind me. “Yes, father. My….sheets got dirty. I spilled…..something on it. Please don’t be angry with me, father!”

Daddy leaned against the wall. “That’s the fifth set of clean sheets you went through this week! Are you not feeling well?” Daddy put his hand to my forehead. “You don’t have a fever.”

“I’m ok, daddy. I just….I need to change my sheets.”

“Ok. You have an appointment with Dr. Chapman at noon.”

I bowed in deference to my father. “Yes, father.” My father left and I sighed in relief. I don’t know what my father would say if he heard that I made my sheets wet in my sleep! If he knew about it, what would he say?

I pulled down my pants and quickly covered my mouth in fear. What is THAT stuff???????? It looks like…..

…………

…………

….oh gods.

I’ve seen that before. It looks like……what I saw ten years ago….

In that cabin….

Dirty. Disgusting.

I need a shower! I have to get out of here!

I put my dirty clothes in the laundry basket and my dirty sheets. It took me a while to put my new sheets on my bed.

When I jumped into the shower, the hot water stung my tan skin. It felt good. After all, only the scalding hot water could wash away the dirty and disgusting feeling I get when I think about the cabin….ten years ago. And the Shadow Realm…he got me there, too. Tied me down, helpless.

That man’s hands on me…..

That man’s hands inside me……

That boy’s hands on me…..

That boy’s hands in me….

That woman in the cabin holding me down……

All of it………..

Disgusting.

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Aten sat in Dr. Chapman’s office wringing his hands nervously. Dr. Chapman sat in his chair and crossed his legs. Aten sat in the chair, curled up with his knees drawn up to his chest. Chapman looked at his patient who was nervously biting his thumb nail.

“Aten?” Aten didn’t respond. “Aten?”

Aten’s eyes opened wide and he blinked. “Yes?”

Chapman relaxed in his chair and smiled at Aten. “Aten, something is bothering you. Do you want to talk about it?”

Aten shook his head. “It’s wrong for me to feel this way.”

“How do you feel, Aten?”

Aten bit his lip. “Confused. Embarrassed. Scared. Ashamed. But, I can’t have these emotions. It’s wrong.”

“Go on, Aten.”

Aten bit his lip nervously. “I had a dream last night.”

Chapman wrote it in the file. “Ok. You seem frightened by it. Was it a dream about the Incidents?”

Aten shook his head. “No. It was another dream. A dream about someone special to me.”

“Ok. Well, dreams are normal, Aten. They are nothing to be ashamed about, though they can be scary at times.”

Aten nodded. “But this dream….makes me ashamed. I’m not allowed to dream about this! It’s wrong!”

“What was this dream about?”

Aten shook. “My best friend Robbie kissed me. He told me he loved me.”

“I see. Aten, it’s normal for boys your age to have romantic dreams.”

“But, it’s Robbie! He’s my best friend! He told me he loves me, but he didn’t try to hurt me! Why?”

“Well, Aten, if he is your friend, he wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

Aten stood up and began to pace the room. “I love my family. I know they will not hurt me. But, romantic stuff can’t be nice, caring, and considerate! Romantic love is all about power!”

“Aten, romantic love is not about power. Romantic love is about caring deeply for someone. It’s about accepting someone for who they are.”

“I don’t see how it can be.”

Chapman folded his arms. “Ok. Let me ask you a serious question, Aten. I want you to answer me honestly. Do you have feelings for Robbie? Do you love Robbie?”

Aten folded his arms in front of himself and stared out the window looking down on the traffic below. “Yes,” he whimpered.

“If you had the opportunity, would you like to kiss him?”

Aten nodded and sniffled. “Yes.”

“Why do you love Robbie?”

Aten wiped away a tear. “Because Robbie has always been there for me. He is my best friend. And…I care for him. A lot. And I trust him.”

“Would you ever physically harm Robbie?”

“Beat him up? No! I never would hurt Robbie!”

“That’s what love is, Aten. You love Robbie and yet you would not harm him physically. I know Robbie has a club foot, am I right?”

Aten nodded. “The bullies call him ‘Limpy.’”

“Would you ever join in their name-calling, Aten?”

Aten shook his head. “No. I don’t want Robbie to be upset.”

“Ok. What scared you the most about this dream? The fact that Robbie kissed you or something else?”

Aten sat on the couch and curled up, drawing his knees closer to his chin. “Robbie…..Robbie…..”

Chapman left his desk and sat beside Aten. “Aten, take a deep breath. What did Robbie do?”

Aten sniffled and began to cry. “He started kissing me on my chest and my stomach. And then he….he…He put his mouth on my….private part. I was really scared, and I told him to stop. I felt so dirty. He told me he loved me and that he would help me heal from what my grandfather did to me when I was a child.”

“It scared you?”

“I froze. When he put his mouth on me, it scared me like never before.”

Chapman crossed his legs. “The idea of oral sex scared you?”

Aten nodded. “I…I love Robbie, Dr. Chapman. At least I think I do. I’m afraid of him hurting me like my grandfather.”

“Understandably, Aten. You’re twelve years old now. It’s normal for boys your age to begin having dreams of this nature.”

Aten shivered and he curled up into a tighter ball. “There’s something else.”

“Ok. I’m listening, Aten. Take your time.”

“I woke up this morning and my sheets were sticky and wet. Also, my….umm…..you know…..was….uncomfortable. I hit my penis because it was hard. It wouldn’t go down.”

Tears swelled behind Aten’s eyes.

Chapman nodded. “You had a wet dream, Aten. Your body is changing. You’re becoming a man. These are normal changes, Aten, and they can be scary considering children with your type of background. It’s not good to hit yourself, Aten. These are normal bodily reactions.” Chapman paused. “When you think about Robbie, Aten, your body is going to respond. That is normal.”

Aten grit his teeth. “No! It’s wrong! Robbie is my friend! What if he doesn’t feel the same for me? What if he leaves me? I can’t lose him, Doctor Chapman! I can’t!” Aten covered his face and began to cry.

Chapman grabbed a tissue and gave it to Aten. “I know you’re scared, Aten.”

“Robbie means everything to me! I can’t have him leave me!”

“Aten? I think I know a lot about Robbie from what you’ve told me over the years. From what I hear of him, I do not think that he would leave you if you told him.”

Aten bit his lip. “Should I tell him?”

“That is up to you, Aten. Your body is changing and it can be a little scary. Having ‘wet dreams’ and fantasizing is perfectly normal, Aten.”

“But, if I was scared by Robbie trying to do that to me, then why did I wake up…uncomfortable?”

Chapman leaned back. “It’s a physiological reaction. When men get aroused, they become erect. That’s natural. You can’t fight your body’s reaction to something like that. It isn’t ‘dirty’ or ‘wrong’ to be aroused to the same sex. Some boys get aroused thinking of girls. Some boys get aroused thinking about other boys.”

Aten shook his head. “I don’t dream about girls. I don’t like girls too much. They scare me.”

“Why do they scare you?”

“The girl in the cabin. She scared me.”

Chapman nodded. “I see.”

“But the girls at school follow me around. They’re nice to me, they buy me stuff, but I’m not interested in them. I’m only interested in Robbie.”

Chapman raised an eyebrow. “So, just for me to clarify, you don’t find girls arouse you? You aren’t attracted to girls the same as Robbie?”

“No. My body doesn’t react when I think about girls. Oh gods…”

Aten’s face flushed red and he crossed his legs.

Chapman leaned forward thinking something was wrong with Aten’s heart. “You ok, Aten?”

“No…it’s happening again.”

“What is?”

“My pants feel uncomfortable.”

Chapman gave out a sigh. “Thinking about Robbie?”

Aten nodded silently and gripped the side of the couch desperately.

“This is normal, Aten.”

Aten sniffled. “I don’t want this. I don’t want this! It won’t go down!”

Aten started to cry as he reached out for Chapman. Chapman hugged the crying boy. “I don’t want this to happen to me! Why can’t I control it?”

Chapman stroked Aten’s hair. “Your body is reacting to thoughts about Robbie, Aten.”

“I can’t control it! I can’t make it go away!”

“It will go away on its own.”

Aten sobbed. “I HATE BEING A BOY! I HATE BEING ME!”

Chapman hugged Aten. “Aten, you are on this planet for a reason.”

“Yeah, right! I don’t have a purpose! My only purpose is to be used for other people’s disgusting needs!”

“You know what I see when I look at you, Aten? I see a promising young man who is a great friend and who holds great promise. Imagine if you weren’t here, Aten.”

“Robbie says he’d miss me if I wasn’t born, but that’s one person.”

“That’s all most people have. Some people have nobody.”

Aten folded his arms. “My sister has more friends than I ever could. I could never be as popula2r as she is.”

Chapman smiled. “Your sister is not you, Aten. You’re very lucky to have Robbie as a friend. I’ve said that ever since I’ve known you. Besides, you can’t compare your sister to yourself. You are two completely different people. You will find your purpose, Aten. What if you weren’t here?”

“Mommy would be sad. He would miss me. My daddy would also be really upset. My sister wouldn’t have me to play with. We always used to play with her dolls together.”

“Your family loves you, Aten, and would not trade you for anything.”

Aten sighed.

“You will see, Aten.” Chapman looked at the time. “We’re almost out of time, Aten. Listen. I want you to take a little time each day and write something good about yourself on a piece of paper. When you come back to see me, I want to see what you think about yourself. Spend some time contemplating about your good traits every day. It can be as simple as “I like my hair” to “I’m Robbie’s best friend.” Come up with something different every day.”

Aten nodded. “I’ll try.”

Chapman pat Aten on the back. “Talk to your mother and father about growing up if you need reassurance. Your mom and your dad know all about becoming grown men. If you don’t feel comfortable with them, then find somebody else in your family that you could trust.” Chapman gave a chuckle at what he just said. No other patients had a man as a biological mother.

“I hope I can trust them.”

“They are your mother and father, Aten. They love you very much.”

Aten nodded. “Ok. I’ll try to talk to them.”

Chapman smiled. “That’s my boy. See you next week, Aten.”

Aten left the office to see his mother waiting in the waiting room.

“Done, Aten?”

Aten nodded. “Yes. We need to come back next week.”

Ryou made the appointment for the week after and returned home with Aten.

Aten looked outside the window as Ryou drove the car.

‘Who could I talk to? I can’t talk to mom or dad about this. They believed me about my grandfather, but I don’t want them to worry about me. I can’t talk to Robbie about how I feel. He probably doesn’t feel the same about me. I can probably talk to Unkie Seto or Puppy, but, they live too far from my house for me to get there by myself.’ Aten let out a sigh. ‘I can go over to Uncle Otogi! He’d understand…and I know I can trust him with this. Yes. That is what I’m going to do. See Uncle Otogi.’

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Joey laid by the fireplace with a paper and pen in front of him. He tapped his pen against the paper pensively.

“Okay. We can set up chairs at the summer home. Let’s see, Seto…We have Ryou, Bakura, Marik, Malik, Aten, Aria, Miranda, Robbie, Tristan, Otogi, Donny and his family, the entire Public Relations Department for wedding guests. We also have Mokuba, Jeanie, and our kids, Hayden and Jaimen. Is there anyone else that we forgot about?”

Seto shook his head. “We can invite Miranda if she decides to behave herself.”

Joey snickered. “Miranda doesn’t behave herself at any time, you know that.”

Seto rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I don’t know what I’m going to do with that woman. I’ve put up with that woman for nine years…the longest nine years of my life.”

Joey chewed slightly on his pencil. “Okay, what about other employees?”

“I’ll have to put out a memo in the company email for anyone who wishes to attend.”

Joey licked his lips. “Okay! Now here comes the fun part! FOOD! Okay…Potato Salad or Macaroni Salad?”

“Potato.”

“Macaroni.”

Both men looked at each other. “Why macaroni?”

Seto shrugged. “Don’t like potato salad.”

“Well, we do have to feed all these people who are going to come. And Aria could eat the entire buffet if we let her. Aten would just have a piece of fruit and say he’s full.”

Seto flipped the page of his Financial Weekly magazine. “We do have five pre-teens or more attending this thing. We may need two buffets just for them alone.”

Joey licked his lips, moaning. “German potato salad, baby! Yum! Gotta have that! Okay. What about meat?”

Seto snickered. “Meat is good.”

“Yeah, but we do have a few vegetarians here. Donny’s wife is a vegetarian. Aten can’t have red meat because of his heart condition.”

Seto scratched his head. “I dunno. What about Vegetable Medley or something like that?”

“Hmm….we’ll have to see what we can come up with.”

The phone rang beside Seto. “Kaiba.”

[Mr. Kaiba? Is Master Joey with you?]

“We’re planning our wedding, Alex, What’s wrong?”

[There’s a visitor down here to see Master Wheeler.]

“Who is it?”

[She claims to be Joey’s sister, Serenity Wheeler.]

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