Like Crushed Velvet

Like Crushed Velvetina

Summary: Seto looks down on everyone but his chosen circle. Marik abuses everyone but his chosen circle. Can an Ice Prince and a High School gang leader see eye to eye?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Daaaaaamn Marik! Daaaaaamn!
Author’s Note: Not Kimi ga Iru! I did this fic expressly for Velvetina! Why? She suggested the Marik/Seto pairing to me and left so many wonderous reviews after her return and I read them and they just filled me with such emotion, like the first time I published in the YGO fandom and all of you reviewed for the first time. *sniffles* She’s given me back my fire like nothing else and she asked for a mere one shot, but I’m giving her a whole damn story! Not only that, I’m giving her a Kimi ga Iru-verse one shot of her choice! So choose well girly!

For You Velvetina! For YOU!

To what do I owe?

A tall youth strolled down the hall, a curling lip and disgusted look for all who passed his way. Why the hell did he even bother coming here everyday anyway?

If private tutors didn’t involve some jackass getting into my private space, I’d do that, but no, I have to come to school! I have to be sociable! Mokuba, if I didn’t love you so much…

He gave a muted growl and opened his locker, staring down the unlucky freshmen who bumped his elbow in passing. He switched out his books and turned at the familiar tap at his back.

“Yugi.”

The spike haired boy held his books to his chest, smiling kindly as he held out a small sheet of paper, pushing up the reading glasses he wasn’t supposed to be wearing out in the hall.

“Kaiba-sempai, the results from the last tests came in. I printed them off the network –”

He snatched them and the boy jumped, giving a shaky smile. Yugi watched Seto read, standing on his tiptoes to point out Seto’s name in the top ten column.

“See Kaiba-sempai? You are without question the number one!”

The brunette looked down on the boy and sighed, taking the glasses from his face, then glancing around.

“Damn it Yugi, your Grandpa will skin you alive for wearing these all the time. You’ll need permanent glasses if this goes on.”

Yugi took the glasses and nodded. “I know…but…but I want him to notice me…” as Yugi said this, he looked down and blushed, clutching his books tighter.

Seto shook his head and pushed the boy’s shoulder. “Let’s go to class. The sooner this is over, the sooner I can get out of this cesspool.”

They walked down the hall, Yugi grabbing Seto’s book pack, right on his heels as they went to first period. Although Yugi was a mere freshmen, his diligence and intelligence had gotten him boosted to advanced level classes.

Before they made it to the class, three people came strolling down the hall, causing general chaos.

Knocking books out of hands, flipping up skirts and sucker punching people, the Iron Spike gang strolled down the hall, doing what the damn well pleased. Five guys surrounded a tanned youth, his golden hair spiked up impossibly, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Seto narrowed his eyes as they passed, Yugi giving a soft sigh as he saw his object of desire.

“I can’t believe you Yugi, they’re low lifes.”

“I know…” the boy was crimson as they went in and sat down. “But…isn’t he so handsome? His eyes are so gorgeous…”

Yugi sighed and opened his binder, Seto shaking his head in disgust. He may be a ruthless business man, but he wasn’t that kind of trash. He could just see them now, vandalizing cars in the parking lot and smoking in the boy’s bathroom. They gave the school a horrible blemish and he wondered why they hadn’t been disposed of.

Class began and Seto put on his mask, giving the cold shoulder to any admiring gazes and jealous jocks. They could all kiss his ass. His name was Kaiba, he was richer and better looking than they’d ever be. He didn’t need anyone.

Someone sneezed and Seto rolled his eyes, offering a tissue.

“Thank you Sempai…”

The brunette smirked inwardly. Maybe except Yugi.

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Yami leaned his head against Varon’s the brunette’s hand in his back pocket as they leaned against the wall. They watched the gambling closely, playing a bit of look out as well as Marik sat in a nearby chair, looking disinterested, his right hand man, Bakura, standing nearby, a wild look in his eyes.

Today, they were winning money off some dumbasses who thought they could outsmart the gang. Thought they weren’t going to pay their protection money so they had to find a way to get it one way or the other.

Sitting behind Marik, bound and gagged were two soft looking unfortunates, a boy with wide brown eyes and fluffy looking white hair and a girl, brunette and blue eyed.

Leaning over the circle were two blondes. One with spiked hair, the other with longer hair, determination set in his face. Behind the blond, a single spike haired brunette loomed, his eyes never leaving the silky haired blonde’s face as he rolled.

He was losing bad and knew he didn’t have a chance of winning when the game began. A whimper came from the two tied up and the blond swallowed.

“You –fuck you Marik!”

The gang leader laughed, his right hand joining him. “You wish you pathetic piece of shit!”

In a second, Bakura’s foot was on his back, pushing him into the dirt as the taller blond collected the money.

“Good job Raphael.” Marik held out his hand and received the dice and money. He stood up, the chair being carried off by the spike haired brunette.

“Did you think you wouldn’t have to pay? Hm?”

Bakura kicked Jou for good measure and Marik stayed his hand, the white haired boy backing off. The golden haired boy strolled over, a smirk on his lips.

“This isn’t some game. We’re a fucking gang Jounouchi! You pay us to not fuck you up!”

He waved and Bakura dragged him up, a knife to the blonde’s neck.

Marik crossed his arms and snapped again, Raphael and Honda appearing behind him, knuckles cracking.

“So. You now have a choice. You can pay off your debt in blood, with a beating, or with your buddies.” He gestured to the two kneeling. “Anzu and Ryou are quite cute. Raphael has a liking for the woman and I’m sure Bakura could have fun with the white haired one.”

Jou frowned, wanting to spit at the boy’s feet. “Marik!” he growled, knowing either way, it was going to suck.

Against the wall, Yami pulled away from Varon’s eager hands, weaving his way around Marik and whispering in his ear. The golden boy laughed, looking at Yami.

“What a good idea…” he purred, teasing a kiss from Yami’s lips. “Yami has a new idea. You can also pay with your body!” His eyes glinted evilly. “Give us all a blow job and maybe we’ll call it even.”

Jou looked disgusted, flinching as Bakura’s finger traced his jaw. However, before anything could be said, the cavalry arrived in the form of a golden skinned boy with a bag, holding it up as protection as the gang stared him down. He patted the bag up, his lavender eyes frantic.

“I have the money! I have the money! I have it all! Let them go!”

“Malik!” Jou hissed, “What are ya doin’ that’s your savings –”

The boy ignored him and tossed it at Marik’s feet. “There! You jackass leave us alone!” He jumped as Yami reached for him, turning and staring like a scared animal. “I said leave us alone!” He cried, making angry fists. “I paid you! GO away! GO AWAY!”

Marik just chuckled and pulled Yami to his side, the tri-color haired boy curling into him immediately. “Fine Baby-boy. We’ll leave you alone. It’s easier to pay us weekly, like we asked.”

They began to walk away, Varon peeved that Yami had abandoned him, but knowing there was nothing he could do. Bakura went over and viciously cut the ties on Ryou and Anzu, leaning close to the white haired boy and grinning crazily.

Ryou leaned away and Bakura licked his cheek. “You’ve got a pretty mouth. How about a kiss goodbye?”

Ryou eeped and was pulled away by a desperate Anzu, holding the frightened boy to her chest.

“BITCH!” Bakura roared, flicking out his knife, ready to slice her up.

“BAKURA!” came the curt command.

The white haired boy growled and jogged back to Marik, turning to look at Ryou with hungry eyes.

Ryou clung to his friend. Everyone knew Bakura was crazy. He’d come to high school after being let out of a psychiatric center.

Jou brushed off his jeans and looked at Malik. “Why’d ya do that? You’ve been saving that money forever!”

Malik shrugged. “I got help.”

“Malik –”

The boy hugged him, nuzzling his chest. “It doesn’t matter Baby…they’ll leave us alone now.”



Yugi looked up at the faces surrounding him feeling incredibly small as he hugged his books to his chest.

“Where’s our payment shrimp?” Raphael boomed over him, Bakura leaning closer with his knife tip, smiling.

Yugi eyed the knife, his glasses slipping down. “Well –I –you see –my Grandfather –he didn’t give me allowance this week and –”

The knife inched towards his side and he hopped away a little, yelping as as he felt a tongue on his ear, Yami smirking down at him. The color drained from Yugi’s face and he just looked at the older, taller, stronger boys, Honda cracking his knuckles.

He wanted to cry and swallowed, recovering his slipping books. “Please…I don’t have –have payment this –this week I –”

An arm reached in and rescued him, steel blue eyes turning on everyone in the group. Bakura growled and Seto spit at his feet.

“Put a leash on this rabid dog or I’ll have it put down!”

Raphael neared Seto, trying to use his size and the young CEO just lashed out with a single fist, throwing the boy back. “Keep the fuck away!”

Yugi hid behind Seto, hoping it didn’t get ugly. Seto was one of the few people the gang couldn’t weedle money out of, though he had lots of it to give. The brunette just wasn’t afraid and that was something the gang could either respect or fear.

“Aw Seto, just give us the money!” Honda winked, laughing as he was pulled to Raphael’s side, the boy having recovered. “I’ll make it worth your while!”

“Wot’s goin’ on ‘ere!?”

Varon walked down the hall and Yugi wanted to hide again, but for different reasons. Yami spoke up.

“Tiny Tim didn’t have his payment.”

Varon looked over at Yugi, the boy fiddling with the glasses and dropping them as well as his books. The Aussie smirked.

“Boss ‘as enough. Let’s go. They’ll troi an’ get us for class soon. Boss wants us off grounds to take care of the East Soiders.”

Bakura gave a chuckle, kicking one of Yugi’s books across the hall and leaving, the other members stepping on Yugi’s papers as they left. Seto growled as Marik appeared, surveying the scene, nodding to Varon.

“Told ‘em wot ya said.”

Marik shook his head. “You’d better get it together little Yugi! Seto can’t protect you forever –”

“You lay a finger on him and I’ll erase you! Fucking filth!”

Marik laughed maniacally. “So, rich boy has a filthy mouth does he?” The tanned boy stepped to him, arms wide. “Take a shot Richie Rich! I’m ready!”

Seto snorted, curling his lips. “As if I’d sully my hands. Wait at least till I’m wearing gloves you Egyptian cur.”

Lavender eyes narrowed and Marik’s muscles jumped. “Say that again…” he growled dangerously.

Nearby, Varon kicked Yugi’s things closer to him, using his bosses distraction to slip bills into Yugi’s palm.

“But –”

“Shuddup. Stay out of our way Lil’One. Can’t ‘ave ya getting’ all beat up.”

Yugi blushed and the glasses fell off his nose again. Varon smiled at him and the boy clasped his hands over his chest, looking down and away.

“How would you like –”

“VARON! Let’s go!”

The Aussie scrambled and followed his boss, a bit peeved he’d missed his chance. He looked back and gave a tiny wave to Yugi who giggled inanely and waved back, books falling again.

Seto’s body language was that of un released rage.

Egyptian filth! No one threatens me! I’ll ruin him if he ever thinks to make a move against me or my chosen circle!

“Are you alright Yugi?”

The boy had finally regathered his things, just as classes let out and nodded. “I think so. Shall we go to our period’s lunch?”

Seto gave a noncommittal grunt and the two left for their lockers.


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*Don’t worry about all my other fics. I feel a Noa Mokie tickling at my mind now. Jeez, what’s going to happen with Inu Jou and Varon? And will Yami really rip Sugoroku a new one? Poor YUGI! Go go Ambitious Ryou! Break into Kaiba’s house!
*This is for Velvetina, who gave me back my fire!
*Schwarzwald loves high school gang violence and a rabid Bakura doll!