For All Eternity

(( look... We did a second chaper o.o And at least two more are coming. I'm just being slow in editing. ))

Seth was pacing the hallway outside of the Ravenclaw dorm. He knew the password, the stupid painting just refused to let him in. Stupid housist artwork... Just because he was an unaccompanied Slytherin. What, did it think he was going to go in and cause a scene and-slash-or mass chaos? Well, maybe, normally, but not after that damned dream yesterday... Most of his mind was still hiding from it. He didn't much feel like chaos at the moment... So he paced, and waited, for Seto to come out. Or back, if he was already out.


Seto woke uncomfortably, having spent the night on the couch. He remembered the dream of the night before, and was rather dismayed to find that the object of said dream was gone. But after convincing himself that it was just a dream, he got up, showered and dressed in clean, non-wizard clothing before starting to pack.


Some hour later, he walked out of the quiet dorm looking his old self, cold mask in place, bag in hand.


Seth had given up pacing and was sitting still and silent in the corner when Seto emerged, and silently got up and came up behind him, reaching out to touch him before dropping his hand and settling for "Hey."


Seto glanced back. "Hello. Did you still want to come to Japan with me?" He wasn't sure if he wanted him to say yes or no; as it is was, the CEO settled for the nominally neutral mask that was as close as he got to friendly in public.


Seth blinked. "Shit... I forgot. I still have to pack." That damned dream... it had thrown him off more than he'd like to admit. “If... you want me to, that is."


"It's up to you."


Seth felt like ripping Seto carefully neutral face off for a moment, and demanding that he give him a damned sign already, but a deep breath quelled that and he nodded. "I'm not doing anything better. I might as well see how my inferior copy lives..." He smiled just a little, showing that the insult was meant as a friendly joke this time, but it felt strained. "Ah... come with me to pack?"


Seto's expression chilled ever so slightly at the 'friendly' insult. "I don't know that they would like me in Slytherin dorm."


Seth noted the drop in facial temperature and flinched inwardly. What had happened - Seto had seemed fine yesterday. hell, they'd joked around, sort of, as much as either of them really tended to do that... He retreated, though, falling back into an old mold that he'd like to break, if Seto'd let him, but for the moment was a safe place to be. "Where would his royal hikari like me to meet him, then?"


"I'll see you out front." Damn dream... he was overreacting to Seth now, trying too hard not to be too friendly. With an effort, he lightened his tone. "The chariots will be awaiting."


"See you there..." It was his turn for neutrality... Seto was confusing him. First he was pissed, now he was being light... how the hell was he supposed to know how to act if Seto's reactions kept changing? Damn it... He looked at him a second, then took off down the hall, swearing at a ghost as it popped out in front of him and he walked through it.


Seto watched him leave with a neutral expression on his face. The only person he loved besides Mokuba and he was driving him away too. Someday he would be alone and it would be his own fault... because he could feel the pledge he had made binding him. There would be no one else.

Still, there was no reason to bind his yami to his own delusions. So he wouldn't tell him... and drive him away to find someone else to love.

He walked slowly towards the front gates


Seth slammed the wall/door to the Slytherin dorm. The only remaining student looked at him in surprise, then, seeing who it was, became unsurprised and went back to reading. Good. If he'd looked at him a moment longer there would have been something extremely unpleasant growing from his face. He went to his room, gathered his things and threw them messily in his trunk, and dragged it back up the stairs toward the door. "Are you leaving?" the hapless student asked unnecessarily. Seth didn't look back, but the student had the head of a very large fly after a moment. Thus slightly calmed, the rather volatile yami made his way to the front gates himself.


Seto was waiting when he arrived, holding a vase. "They gave us a portkey." he murmured.


"Couldn't they have found something more suitable?" Seth said in mild distaste... after all, vases were pointless wastes of clay/whatever they made them of nowadays. They honestly weren't good for anything except holding flowers and other pointless decorations... Hn... Maybe he was just in a bad mood. He tried to shut that off, and convince himself that Seto didn't hate him, so that maybe it would stay off. Regardless of his distaste, he reached out and touched it, muttering "Portus".


With a jerk the pair were in the backyard of Kaiba mansion. Seto staggered, disoriented from the trip


Seth grabbed his unsteady hikari's arm out of reflex, holding him up as he glanced around. There was an extremely large house there, and some very nice... very snow-covered... gardens... "Let's get inside."


"We're here. Home. This is Kaiba Manor." The gardens were being cared for, he was happy to see.


"*Your* home," Seth pointed out distractedly, looking up at the mansion. "Not as large as the palace..."


"I'm sorry ~ we're not royalty." Seto led him towards the back door, missing the warmth of the fleeting touch.


"I am," Seth pointed out as he followed, rubbing his hand slightly as he still felt Seto on it, somehow. "Though I suppose I can't exactly show you my palace."


"Not without a time machine, no." Seto gave him a look. "Or a sophisticated computer VR system, but I would need to know what it looked like already to program it." He let them in the back door. "Welcome to my home." He'd bought it through blood and tears. "Please enjoy your stay." he finished the traditional Japanese greeting


"Or magic..." Seth mused. So they weren't supposed to use it outside of school.. both he and Seto were mature adults. he glanced around curiously at the inside. "This doesn't look anything like the school."


"No. Japanese and European decorations and style." He shrugged. "The school is not a good example of modern life. This is."


Maids appeared and took their bags for them with bows and murmurs of "Welcome home, Kaiba-sama."


Sevants. He could get used to having servants again. "I like it," he said, though it was radically different from what he had known... the castle seemed like a good transition, now, far more modern than his life, but not nearly as much as this...

He shifted a little uncomfortably, suddenly finding himself very, very out of place.


"Your room is the Gold Suite, beside myself and Mokuba's rooms." Seto informed him, leading him upstairs. "The library is two doors further down."


"...You have your guest rooms named...?" Seth wondered, following him and looking around, and then looking at Seto, and then realizing he was staring and looking aorund again...


"Only by colour. It helps keep things organized." Seto opened the door for him. As might be expected, the room was decorated in warm golds.


He wondered how annoyed Seto would be if all of his organized color-coded rooms suddenly changed color. He decided to find out, first by changing his gold suit to a silver instead, before sitting lightly on the bed and petting the covers a moment.


Seto blinked. "If you wanted silver, you could have said."


"That would be fur... Ah, no, it's really more about messing up your system." He tried to cover the fact that he wanted to be closer to Seto's rooms. It was... ah... only to be able to protect him... right? Right. Not because he was hopelessly, helplessly in love and would take any nearness he could get...


"Oh." Seto shrugged. "It doesn't matter what colour it is... it's still the Gold Rooms to the servants."


"With any luck some of them will do a double take." He shrugged slightly, though it took most of the fun out of it. "So what do you normally do here?"


"Not much... sleep, mostly. I work at Kaiba Corp mostly."


"Sounds enthralling," Seth said dryly.


Seto shrugged. "I have a lot to catch up on."


Seth frowned slightly. "I thought your work was being taken care of while you were at school."


"For the most part, but there are some things only the CEO can do."


"I see." He'd probably better become familiar with that library then, since it seemed like it would be his only company.


"Is there anything I can get for you?"


"No, I don't think so... I'll explore some, if you don't mind. I wouldn't want to keep you from your work."


"Make yourself at home," Seto invited.


"I don't think you want that," Seth commented. "I was Pharaoh, back home."


Seto smiled slightly."Within reason."


He nodded slightly and lay back on the bed, staring at the ceiling.


He tried to remember why he had been waiting for Seto to come from his dorm this morning and found that he couldn't. It had seemed pressing enough to wait hours... but apparently, it hadn't been important. "I don't feel like moving just now..."


"All right." Seto nodded and turned, leaving his yami alone. He pushed the ache away; it seemed harder to bear now that he had admitted his feelings to himself. But he had to... Seth deserved more than a fucked up waste of space like him.


After a moment Seth slid up on the bed, turning onto his side so that he could stare at the door through with Seto had disappeared. he closed his eyes and tried to remember exactly what the palace had looked like, so that maybe he could create and illusion of it, but he kept seeing Seto's face again...


Seto sighed as he settled in his office, staring at the computer. What a time for Mokuba to be away...


After a while, Seth came to a conclusion and stood up. He couldn't be with Seto, but he could make sure Seto was happy... and this life wouldn't make anyone happy. H knocked lightly on his office door.


"Come in."


Seth opened the door and stood there looking at him for a moment. "You like girls, right, Seto?" he asked. He frowned, trying to figure out how to say it in this language. "Straight?"


Seto stared at him. What had brought this up? "No."


Seth blinked, a bit startled. So maybe hey were alive... "I'm going to assume your tastes run no more exotic than guys, then, right?"


"Insofar as I am attracted to anyone, it is males, yes. For the most part, such things have no interest for me."


He could tell when it was something Seto didn't want to talk about... or care about... or he just didn't feel like talking to him... when his words got formal again. They'd been doing good, yesterday; Seto had bee following normal speech patterns for a while. he sighed slightly and turned to go, resolving himself to find someone who would interest his hikari.


"Why do you ask?" Why do you care? Seto sighed. This was wrong. Seth was supposed to be the one to find someone else. "I really don't have the time or the inclination for a relationship, yami. You shouldn't let that stop you though..."


Seth froze for a moment, thinking Seto knew and was telling him that he shouldn't let it stop him from trying, with him... Then he shook himself and slumped slightly as he realized what he meant. "Do I look like I want a relationship...?" he asked blankly. No one but Seto... ever. And since he wouldn't have Seto - no one.


"Oh." There killed that completely. He should have known. "I see. I didn't mean to presume. Did you have someone in Egypt?"


Seth shook his head slightly. "I was never interested. I never have been before..."


"I see." Seto repeated. They were more alike than he had guessed


Seth said nothing; he had nothing to say. He didn't want to go, though...


"Come here... I'll show you how to use a computer."


Seth blinked, then turned around and came back around the desk, leaning on the back of Seto's chair and looking at the thing blankly. "Is that what this is?"


"Yes." Seto showed him how to turn it on, then put him in the seat to show him how to work it


He frowned slightly in concentration, determined to master he technology but really still trying to grasp the concept. there wasn't anything like it in the wizarding school...


Seto was astonishingly patient with his yami.


Seth accidentally clicked or dragged or something... everything on the screen vanished, and he froze, looking at an empty desktop. ...It looked better that way, at least...


Seto chuckled and hit a few keys, reversing the mistake. "That's the reset command."


Seth blinked at his hikari. He'd expected him to get angry, even though it obviously had been a mistake. He considered him a moment, trying to figure out what was up with him.


"Try clicking the other mouse key."


Seth looked back to the machine and did so, blinking at the menu that popped up and leaning forward to read the options. He really didn't know what they meant... partially because he couldn't read the language...


Patiently, Seto explained each one and what they meant, and how they were to be used.


Seth clicked on Properties and decided to play with the desktop, since that was what came up. Yeah, he obviously had no idea what he was doing, but at least he was doing it with Seto.


Seto watched him play. Seth was his past self; he was intelligent enough to pick up computer tech quickly. And he owed it to his yami to see that he was able to function in the muggle world as well as the magical one.


"...Where can I get one of these?" Seth asked. If he had one, he would be able to figure it out on his own and not have to worry about ruining anything of Seto's. Or looking like an idiot as he tried something because Seto was watching him.


"I can buy you one easily enough. Or make you one."


He blinked and looked back and up at him. "Would you? At your convenience, of course. When you aren't working."


"Of course. I'll build you something custom... something exactly to your needs and whims."


"I haven't the slightest clue what those would be with a computer," Seth pointed out. "I barely know what it's for."


"Well, then I'll build you something and modify it later." Seto chuckled, eyes almost warm. "This is my magic, Seth. I'm a computer and electronics engineer."


"Mm..." Seth said noncommittally,and looked at the computer again, not at the screen but at the machine itself. "It seems far more difficult than magic..." he admitted.


"It's not difficult, simply complex. And the culmination of centuries of research and development."


"That's not different from magic," Seth said. "I suppose it seems difficult because I'm unfamiliar with it. You can learn magic,however... and I can learn this if I apply myself properly..."


"Yes, you can. I know you can."


"With a good teacher..."


"I'm the best there is." The statement was simple truth. "I can teach you, if you would like.'


"Yes," Seth said. And after a moment, added "Please."


Seto gave him a small smile. "Of course."


Seth nodded slightly and moved the chair back, leaving he mouse carefully. "I should leave your alone before I break it, though," he said.


"I doubt you'll do that unless you blast it with magic; I'm still trying to figure out how to get technological systems to carry magical energies."


"Good luck with that, I think... but if it does something I don't like, I might blast it with magic," Seth pointed out. It was really for Seto's own good that he left it alone...


"Oh." Seto smiled."How about I get you a generic one to practice on then? So if you blast it, I don't lose my system."


"All right," Seth said agreeably. "I'll do my best not to destroy it."


"Thank you." Seto picked up his phone and dialed the office, ordering a new system to be brought over and installed before closing.


"I should probably leave you alone..." Seth said, but he just leaned on the desk and didn't go anywhere yet, testing the waters.


"You can stay." Seto hung up the phone. "But you'll probably be bored inside fifteen minutes."


The yami gave a slight shrug and stayed where he was, watching Seto unconsciously and saying nothing.


Taking silence for assent, Seto sat back at his computer and started to work, fingers flying over the keyboard.


Fifteen minutes passed, and Seth wasn't bored. Watching Seto was enough for him, apparently. He wasn't even sure what he was thinking, but he was calmer than he had been since yesterday.


Seto was calmer too. He didn't even throw a fit when he found out that the R&D department was 3,000,000 over budget. Which wasn't to say he didn't order an audit and fire the person who was supposed to be overseeing R&D, but at least he did it calmly.


"What does your job consist of?" Seth asked after about half an hour.


"Overseeing the company and setting the procedures that it follows, as well as overseeing all of the different departments." He cocked his head. "Sort of like a king, only one who gets his hands dirty."


"I see," Seth said. Well, that had been a thrilling conversation.


"Kaiba Corp deals in games and gaming systems," he continued.


Seth nodded. "That kind of surprises me..."


"Why is that?" Seto glanced at him.


"You seem more serious than that... I didn't think you'd go out much for games..."


Seto looked down at the keyboard again. "It was all I had left. The only thing that was still mine after Gozoboro was done. I was always good at them."


"...I'm sorry. I keep bringing him up..."


"It's nothing." Seto shook his head. "It's only sometimes that it hits me, like it did yesterday."


"But it wouldn't have, if I hadn't done that," Seth pointed out. Maybe it would be better for Seto if he left him alone.


"It's nothing important." Seth's presence was mostly soothing. "You didn't know.


Seth said nothing. He didn't like feeling guilty, or feeling responsible for other people, and Seto made him feel both of those more often than not. So he should have wanted to leave him alone... but he didn't. He just wanted to kiss him and make it better... damn it...


~What's wrong yami?~


Seth blinked. Huh. It had been him to forget about this this time. ~It's nothing...~


~It's something.~


~Just thinking.~


~Alright.~ Seto didn't pry. He continued his work.


~Brunets? Blonds? Redheads?~ Seth asked suddenly.


~Huh?~ was the intelligent reply.


~Which do you like? Or is it just based on the personality? Describe your perfect guy.~ Yes, it was random, but it suited his thoughts at the moment.


~Um...~ Seto's mind sputtered to a halt. How was he supposed to say that his idea man was right next to him? ~Brunet, I guess.~


~You'll have to narrow it down a bit.~


~Tall? I guess... I wouldn't want a guy Yugi's height.~ He didn't want to go any further than that. ~What about you?"


~Tall, dark, and I'm assuming, handsome?~ Seth rolled his eyes slightly. ~You aren't particularly discriminating.~ He didn't answer the question, avoiding and squirming to keep from having to answer.


~I'm very discriminating.~


~Not very specific, then.~


~What does it matter? I can't have him anyway.~ Seto kicked himself as that thought slipped out.


Seth frowned slightly. "Who do you want, hikari? I'll do everything in my power to get him for you..." He let that trail off.


"I can't... he doesn't want me. I won't impose on him like that... and there's no way he could return my feelings."


Seth averted his eyes. He didn't want to think about that... "You should find someone else and try to forget him..." He knew he wouldn't take his own advice, though. Why did he expect Seto to do so? Well... because Seto deserved to be happy, not denied it because some jerk couldn't see what he was being offered...


"There is no one else." Seto let his hands drop. "I swore myself to him. I could never be with anyone else."


Seth flinched slightly and looked away. Gods, that dream was coming back for revenge... "I'll be in the library," he said abruptly, and quickly fled for it.


"Okay..." Seto watched him leave and sighed. He was such a coward... he pushed aside the hurt and the stupid stupid feelings.


Gods, why did Seto have to say something to remind him so strongly of that dream? Gods, why was he doing this to himself? He wasn't stupid... wasn't self-destructive... Why did he have to feel this way? Why did he have to torture himself...? He grabbed a book he could read and secluded himself in a far corner, pretending to read it.


The day passed slowly; Seto looked up realizing that the sun had set. He checked Seth's room, seeing that the new computer had been set up there, but no yami. ~Yami?~


Seth considered not answering, but that would worry Seto. ~Library,~ he said after a moment.


~It's late. Are you hungry?~


~No, I'm fine...~ Gods, if he went out there he'd have to see Seto... best just to hide and avoid him...


~All right.~ Seto got himself some coffee and ate something small and tasteless.


Gods, why was he doing this...? ~Do you want to tell me who it is? I'm sure I don't know him...~


~Why do you want to know?~


~...I don't know. nosy, I suppose...~


~Seth....~ he trailed off. Which was the answer, even if his yami would never know it.


~Forget I asked... I shouldn't have... That's yours.~ He paced restlessly in the library, feeling caged here, if only by himself and his emotions.


~It's all right.~


Seth didn't have anything more to say. Why was it that all of his conversations with the one person he wanted to talk to were so abrupt?


Seto changed, surprised to see it was almost midnight. ~I'm going to bed, yami~


~All right. Good night, hikari...~ He ventured from the library now that he shouldn't run into Seto by doing so.


~Good night.~ Now Seth was avoiding him. His master plan had worked... he'd wanted to push his yami away. He climbed into his bed and lay there.


Seth sprawled out on the bed, but his mind refused to let him sleep. he mercilessly crushed the urge to go climb into Seto's bed. No. Impossible. Fuck.


Seto finally drifted into restless slumber.


Seth tossed and turned for an hour or more, but eventually mental exhaustion won out over reluctance to dream, and he slipped off.


Seto opened his eyes to find himself not in his bed, but in that strange neither area again, where light and shadow mingled. No up nor down... a non-place. A dream. "Oh kami-sama, not again."


Seth opened his eyes, and closed them again. Not here. Not again. Hadn't he done enough psychological damage to himself? Apparently not. He heard Seto's voice, the words indistinct, and was all but compelled to turn around and come face to face with him. "Seto..." he began, almost helpless to do otherwise.


"Seth." Seto's voice was resigned.


"The same dream again..." he murmured. "You already know what I'm going to say... I love you... I need you..."


"I love you too. I need you and I can't have you..." Seto reached over, touching him. "I'm sorry I pushed you away."


"I think we've both done our fair share of that..." Seth twined his fingers with Seto's. "I need you, and I can't have you. Gods, I can't even give you what you need, what you want... Because I can't have the romantic love, I'm going to be selfish and run away, not give you anything... I can see it already..."


"It would be better if you did." Seto dropped his hand. "Find someone better, more worthy of you."


"There is no one else..." he said quietly. "Just like you said... whoever your person is... there is no one else. I'll find someone for you, though. You deserve all the happiness you can get..."


"I told you... last night. You. It's you... I just... I can't tell you that. I won't bind you like that." Because this wasn't real


Seth smiled slightly and patted Seto's cheek. Of course that was what Seto was saying... because it was what he wanted to hear. If only this were real... But no. "I wish..." he murmured.


Seto scowled at him. "Damnit, don't patronize me..."


"I'm not, don't worry... I'm patronizing a figment of my imagination... and myself by extension, if that makes you feel any better..."


"Not really." Even his dreams were mocking him now


Seth squeezed his hand and let him go. "I'm sorry... figment of my imagination or no, I shouldn't do this. Is it pathetic? I love you too much to lead on a dream... I love you, but you won't be happy with me...”


"I wouldn't be happy with anyone else." Seto wrapped his arms around himself. "I'm just a fucking waste of space... why would anyone love me?"


Seth turned around and wrapped his arms immediately around Seto. "If only one thing can be conveyed to you, let it be this... You aren't a waste of space. You're special. Gods, you're so special... no one, least of all you, sees how special, but you are. Beautiful... and strong... and kind when you let yourself be... No one deserves you. If I did... I could tell you..."


Seto relaxed, turning in his embrace. "I'm not." He denied, but it lacked force. "Seth... just hold me..." He must be a masochist. Maybe he should just cut himself a few times before he went to bed... it would hurt less.


He pulled him arm tight around him, holding his hikari tight to his body. "I love you..." he whispered into his ear, and bowed his head, kissing his neck softly.


Seto shivered and closed his eyes, a low moan escaping. Such a simple touch and it thrilled through him.


"I wish I could touch you for real..." Seto murmured, his forehead resting on Seto's shoulder. "I need to... I can't. You're too good for me. I hurt people... that's all I've ever done. You don't need that. You've been hurt too much, and you deserve happiness, not more pain..."


"I bring nothing but pain," Seto corrected. "I wish you could touch me too." Pale blue eyes met Seth's and somehow his clothing melted away, leaving him in nothing but a g-string and chains. "Hurt me..." he murmured. "If that is what it takes to have me, hurt me."


Seth let him go an backed away in horror. Gods, how sick was he?! To think of something like this... this wasn't how this dream was supposed to go. "Gods, no..." he said quietly in horror. "Never, Seto... You, alone, of everyone... I would never hurt you... Not intentionally... I wouldn't do this to you if I could help it... this isn't what I meant..." He was still trying to get away from the sick fantasy but he didn't seem to be gaining an distance between them. He could never hurt Seto that way...


Seto watched him, then abruptly he was dressed normally. "Even here, I can't get it right." He laughed, one hand half covering his face. "Kami. I'm so fucked up it's scary."


Seth echoed the comment to himself, pulling Seto's hand away from his face. even in trying to protect him he was hurting him. "You don't understand... everyone I care about dies... I'm not exaggerating. I'm saving you from me... even if you didn't die I would hurt you, and I can't do that to you... Gods, I love you too much for that..."


"You can't hurt me more than pushing you away hurts."


"I wish I could trust myself..."


"I trust you." He bit his lip. "I know what I said in the forest, but I do."


Seth said nothing, drawing his hands through Seto's hair, as he wanted to do every time he saw him. "You shouldn't..."


He leaned back into the touch. "But I do."


Seth shook his head with a small sigh. As bad an idea as it was, he wished Seto truly could... it would be something... He let him go and turned away. He had to stop this... Gods, he was going insane...


"Don't..." Seto turned around, then nodded sadly. "Of course. I'm sorry."


Seth turned around and took Seto's hand in both of his and brought it to his face for a moment, before he kissed his palm. "I can't do this to you..." he murmured.


Seto just nodded. Even in his dreams he was being rejected. "I understand."


"No, you don't..." he said helplessly. "I know you... you'll think it's because of you. you won't accept that it's my problems driving me away, not yours..."


"I'm driving you away.. but that's okay. I understand." He smiled, though it was closer to a grimace. "I love you; but I won't hold you. You deserve better than me."


"I'm glad this is a dream..." Seth murmured. "Because if I did this to you for real I would kill myself to make up for it..."


"No! No...please don't." Damn his dreams were too real sometimes. "I couldn't bear it. I want you alive and happy."


"That's the problem, isn't it? We both want the other alive and happy, but neither of us cares about being happy?"


Seto nodded. If he pretended hard enough to be happy, would that let Seth be free? Is that what the dream was telling him? "I can be... content... as long as I know you're okay."


"I can't be 'okay' unless I'm with you, or I know you're happy... So it just won't work..."


"Oh." Fuck. "But you can find someone else... someone maybe you don't love so much and then you won't mind hurting. But someone who will be with you."


"I swore myself to you, didn't I?"


"For all eternity... and I meant it..."


"As I did to you..." Seto covered his face again, to hide the tears. "For all eternity."


"Hopeless..." Seth murmured. "We're hopeless... We're... doomed." He watched the swirling greyness blankly.


Seto nodded, hand dropping. He couldn't die now; this wouldn't kill him. Really. And he still had his brother to care for. "I love you." Even if all he had was dreams... it would have to do. Helplessly he reached up and kissed his yami on the lips, tasting his own tears against the dark, sweet taste that was Seth.


Seth wanted to pull away, stop doing this... but he only kissed him back, desperately, both hands wiping gently at Seto's cheeks as he relished the light sweet taste of him.


Seto didn't even realize it when he wrapped his legs around Seth's, pressing closer. He ran his fingers through the dark hair, lighter ever so slightly than his own, and met the pale blue of his eyes.


Seth met his eyes and touched their foreheads together for the briefest of moments before renewing the kiss, hungry and desperate. Had to stop... had to... Hopeless... their bodies were made for each other, gods how they fit together...


His clothing was vanishing again, this time leaving nothing behind and he was pulled desperately at Seth's, body tight with need. Foolishness... but he couldn't stop. ~I love you... only you... I want you to have me... even if it's only here.~


Oh gods, he was weak... just a man. How could he resist? He was naked in a second's time, his hand on Seto's sides and pulling their bare skin together, his entire body on fire from the contact. ~How? How do you want me, hikari? I'm yours in any way...~ He wasn't sure if they moved or the world moved around them, but he was pressing against Seto desperately now, pressing him down into the non-floor.


~It doesn't matter... ~ Seto pulled him down and kissed him again. ~I just want you...~ He almost screamed at the contact of skin on skin, Seth's body sending vibrations through his.


Seth had only the vaguest idea what he was doing, never having been interested in anyone but Seto, but to hell with it, needed pleasure... He kissed him again, running his hands over his body, thrumming with the need for his beautifulwonderfulspecialhikari... pressing, rubbing against him....


The rubbing felt good... very good. This was hardly the first time he had been in this position, but that wasn't going to stop him either. ~Are you going to take me, yami?~ He moved his hips up against Seth


~No... don't know what I'm doing... don't want to hurt you...~ And it would mean stopping what he was doing... It felt too good. Wasn't this good enough? His body said it was... And he wasn't lying, he didn't want to hurt Seto.


It was enough and not enough.. but it would be enough. He moaned and arched up under Seth, fingers clasping at his back and teeth clasping his collarbone like the good catamite he had been trained to be.


Seth gasped and moaned against him, the fire racing through his veins centering in his groin as their hips pressed and rubbed together. "~Seto...~" he gasped, needing him desperately.


It was almost spiritual... their bodies meshed so perfectly Seto could almost feel Seth inside him. Or maybe around him... it didn't matter and he didn't care.


He ducked down and took Seto's mouth in a kiss, as the grinding lost any class it had started with and the pleasure built to intolerable levels. That was the only warning there was before all of the fire in his body exploded outward, and he had to cry out vaguely into the kiss as he came against him.


Seto screamed, mind and body, weeping as he lost himself on/in/around his yami and it was so much better than it had ever been before... "~SETH!!!!~"


Everything was drained from him with that, and he slumped over beside Seto to recover a moment, pulling him close. He wondered if it was always like that. Then he remembered that that was a dream and it was probably nothing like that.


"I love you..." Seto panted, eyes closing. Just a dream...

And with that thought he snapped awake, his alarm going off in his ear.


Seth awoke with the words "I love you too..." on his lips, an unfamiliar but easily recognizable mess in his sheets, and tears on his cheeks.