Billionaire Playboy

After dinner, Yaami and Yugi both went into their separate rooms, said goodnight and went to sleep. The time at this moment was 8:45pm.

Although, it seemed a bit early to sleep, Yugi laid in bed with his eyes open for a minute. He couldn't believe the day he had. Everything happened all at once.

His mind raced with possibilities, that could assist him in the meeting tomorrow night. He contemplated about Yaami's thoughts, and decisions to allow him to come.

Out of all the colleagues he chose him? What were the odds, one in a million he supposed. The male turned towards his right, resting his arm on the pillow.

Watching as the clock ticked by, again and again, as he sighed and closed his eyes. The moment he did, flashes of Yaami appeared in his dreams.

His long yellow locks, with his black hair, flowing, his shimmering skin, with his purple sharp narrow eyes. His skin light texture, and body of a god.

His hard member that bulge between his legs, as if it was itching to release itself. The thoughts swimming in Yuugi's mind made him toss and turn in the bedsheets.

He finally decided to sit up for a moment, allowing the sweet sounds of the night to cloud his mind. While both the men were eating dinner, they learned much more about each other.

Yugi was still curious to know, whom that woman was that Yaami mentioned. His pondering mind, thought perhaps it was a close friend. Someone he was talking to?

Maybe it was someone that he loved, dearly more like a grandmother or a mother. Whatever it was, definitely hurt Yaami, when they passed.

Is this the reason for his somewhat cold hearted stern talking? He dislike someone getting close towards him, and yet he was an open book at the same time.

Yugi also learned more about Yaami, basic things. It too awhile to even know his name, as he remember on the yacht party a colleague of his had to say it aloud to even be known.

He learned that Yaami was twenty-seven years old, about to be twenty-eight in a few months. Which means, he truly was the second youngest in his profession.

Yugi being the first youngest in this profession. Then there was the question of where did Yaami grow up, to which he replied ' in many places ' . That didn't help Yugi to narrow it down.

However, it did help him understand, that Yaami bounced around a lot from place to place? He didn't have a set home, or maybe he did? Was he a poor child?

It felt as though Yuugi learned more, and also filled his own heart with more troubling questions. He slowly laid back down and stared at his ceiling.

He sighed deeply, and closed his eyes wanting to fall asleep. Each time he did however, Yaami would continuously race through him like a track.

His orbs twitching, as he continued to wonder what was underneath Yaami, and what was in his heart. If he was truly messing around with someone like Alejandro or was it a ' when I want something I simply get it. ' indicating he was using Alejandro?

' Ugh! Dammit. ' Yugi would say in his mind, as he gotten up once more and this time, tossed the blankets off his body. Sliding to the edge of the bed, he would place his feet down on the warm carpet.

Rubbing his eyes, as he gradually got up from the bed and walked towards his door. Touching the doorknob and slowly opening it up. He didn't want to make a lot of nose, as he didn't know if Yaami was a light sleeper.

He just hoped that he wasn't making too much sounds, to mess up his sleep pattern. Yugi would walk into the cold marble floor, and head to the kitchen.

" ugh... I wish I could sleep.. " he stated softly towards himself. His grey hues shifting towards Yaami's bedroom door.

Still wondering about the mysterious man he was sharing a hotel room with. His face turned towards the kitchen and fridge door. Opening it and grabbing some milk.

Reaching into a cabinet and pouring himself a nice glass of milk, before putting it into the microwave. Allowing it to heat up a bit before taking it out and sipping its warm liquid.

He felt refresh in that moment, as he sighed with relief. He didn't know how much warm milk would do, but it did taste nice. The milk for some reason in New England was surprising a different tasting texture.

Although it was much more sweet, than American milk. Alas, the male placed the glass in the dishwasher and closed it up. Bending down before coming back up and turning around.

Heading back to the fridge and placing the milk back inside. His eyes felt droopy, as he yawned and headed back towards his side of the room.

Taking one more look at Yaami's door, before he shut the door on his side and tried to head back asleep.

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The next morning came and gone as quickly as it did. It was a normal little day really, but with a bit more sight seeing. Yugi and Yaami had both woken up, showered, gotten themselves together and headed out.

It was time to see New England and what you could possibly do here. Yaami had taken Yugi multiple places, and in different parts of the beautiful country.

Yugi taking multiple photos to remember these moments, as Yaami even photobombed one of them. Yugi laughing, a bit as he watched his boss have a more goofy side.

They even stopped by food places, sat and chatted together. To Yugi this seemed like a ' get to know each other date ' although Yaami never remarked anything.

Yugi in his mind decided to call it that, because what else would you call it. Yaami would grab Yugi's hand and pull him like he was an exploring child excited to show him something.

They would take photos in a photobooth, went towards parks, visited museums and even went to the world's largest historical piece in England.

Overall, Yugi and Yaami spent their time out and about and traveling from place to place. Every once in awhile though, they'd run into people who knew Yaami and they'd ask for an autograph.

Strange to Yugi, he would watch as Yaami would make a small smile towards the fans as they complimented him. Talking about how they loved him on the cover of vogue, and playboy.

Yugi being the age and also the male that he was knew precisely what both magazine companies were. ' Playboy? ' Yugi would think in his mind, as he watched him sign their shirts, or their hand.

Even someone came with one of his old magazines that was dated back only but 5 years ago. Meaning that Yaami was doing '

Playboy ' when he was but twenty-three years old.

Which doesn't seem like a big deal, but then another one came with different magazine, although you couldn't really spot the cover as he was moving it around excitedly.

Yugi orbs shifted towards it, and blushed extremely seeing a glimpse of Yaami shirtless, and wearing nothing but a slim semi revealing bottom.

Sitting on a chair with his legs spread open, and having a kinky, sexual glare smirk in his purple hues. It was rather hypnotic, as Yugi couldn't take his eyes off the magazine for a moment.

" thank you so much ! " a girl shouted as she shook his hand and asked for a photo with him.

" Yes, yes of course my love. " Yaami responded.

His signature fluttered with beautiful printing and cursive as he handed her back her pen. The woman asking her friend to take the photo, as Yaami stood beside her, holding her waist.

The security guard eventually intervened for Yaami and stated that the male needed to go. Indicating got the group to disperse and let Yaami be.

More and more fans tried to ask for a photo, and autograph, as Yuugi watched. He looked like he was a famous celebrity back in the day. Which indicated towards Yuugi he must've been a model some time ago.

" alright alright, thank you, but Mr. Sennen is a very busy man, please give us space. " another security guard said aloud.

Attracting crowds and even more people to eye him and point. Whispers that felt like gossip, as they would stare and giggle, at Yaami.

By their expressions it wasn't that they were making fun of him, but whispering that — he must've been that famous playboy model years ago.

Yugi was stunned to know that New England knew about Yaami to begin with. He was so famous that he was even known in this country? Yugi couldn't help but be impressed.

After finally escaping the crowd once again, his personal guards escorting him out of the mall along with Yugi. Which they ended up heading to a different and new location.

Yugi was speechless in these times with Yaami, it was as if he was discovering an entirely new different man. One whom seemed more down to earth than anything else.

The more he hung around Yaami, the more he learned from him. From Yaami explaining different stocks, and training the mind to understand a persuasive strategies.

From learning about him on a personal level, and growing his knowledge further with understanding. " I can say, I'm learning a lot from you, Mr. Sennen. " Yugi remarked.

" ... good. I would hope so, otherwise you would've been a waste of space coming with me. " he stated.

In that moment, Yugi noticed something, whenever Yaami talked with a professionalism his voice and tone became more stern.

Whenever he was speaking, directly about business or almost belittling, or insulting someone— being sarcastic his English would be perfect.

As if he trained his English to withstand and comprehend only bitter and harsh words, rather than kindness. Was this a possibly business strategy that he used?

Yugi pondered for a while, before the two men went back to the hotel room together. It was at this point they both entered their suite again, as Yaami sighed.

" What an intriguing day... "

" mm, yeah. " Yugi quietly said.

" something the matter, now. " Yaami said with a hint of annoyance almost in his tone of voice.

Yugi hearing how blunt and straight forward he came about he shrugged this time. " .. no. Just— thinking, lost in thoughts I guess. " Yugi said without thinking.

" about what? " Yaami asked more curiously now.

" .. you. " Yugi said, not realizing he was talking to Yaami without fumbling.

" .. oh? .... And what about me that is requiring you to think so intensely? "

" ... your English. you're good, and not good with it at the same time. I was just wondering if it's something you purely do, for business purposes?and when you have a normal conversation like right now, you'd be having a harder time. "

Listening to the other male, Yaami would stop in his tracks and observed the other male, who kept eye contact this time with him. Yaami keeping his fixing gaze on the other.

The silence was loud, and even in this time it seems Yaami didn't know how to respond. It was as if he was caught in a lie.

Although, that is further from the truth that it seems. " You're right. " Yaami would responded.

" ..... I am? " Yuugi replied.

" My English is not ideal. Even after learning it for a good while I still haven't mastered its grammar. However, you're wrong about one thing. "

" oh? "

" I do not purely do good English for business, as right now for example I am speaking fine. Am I not? " Yaami asked him.

Which to Yugi's shock he was. He hadn't seen him fumble for a second neither. " ... yeah actually you are. "

" ... To explain it would be like trying to decipher a puzzle that was coded in an Egyptian script. You'd never be able to comprehend the complexity. "

" So allow me to try and dumb it down for you. Do you remember what I said on the yacht? About how when I want something, or need to get something done I do? " He questioned, as he got closer to Yuugi.

" those same rules apply for when and how I speak, because I do not know any other versions. Imagine your brain is like a trap, and that trap only leads you down a designed path that was already placed before you. "

" is not something I can—- remove. It's a gift and a curse, which makes it as though I not know what I speak. " Yaami went on to say.

" but in reality I know precisely what I'm doing, it's like a chess game. With me, always having to come out on top, or the entire game including myself would lose. "

" lose to what.... ? " Yuugi asked concerned and also in a soft tone.

" ... a lot more than just my job.. Mr. Mutou. "

" Yugi. " Yugi said correcting him.

Yaami orbs shoot open a bit more before they stare at the male as he corrected him afterwards.

" My name and what I want you to call me, is Yugi... " Yugi said again, trying to maintain his confidence.

Yaami couldn't help but grin a bit at Yugi's confidence and almost arrogant attitude. Approaching him more, as Yugi did the same taking a step.

The two of them being only inches away from one another, as Yaami smirked a bit.

" well, well... look who's paying attention after all... " Yaami whispered.

" tell me something. " Yugi stated his tone calm.

" hm? "

" .. have you ever lost at this game? " Yugi asked him.

Yaami arched a brow a bit before it disappeared as fast as it came.

" .. never. " Yaami claimed.

Yuugi got closer towards him and nodded their faces inches but a breath away from one another.

" .. Hmph. Challenge accepted then. " Yuugi remarked before stepping away and walking past Yaami and headed towards his room.

Yaami keeping his back turned for a moment as Yuugi walked away, hearing the young male's words with an oozing confidence.

Yaami slowly shifted his body around, and watched as Yuugi went into his room, causing the other male to form a small smirk against his lips.