Coalescence

21) Yami's Fantasy

Summary: Yami and Jounouchi chat on the phone; Yami and Seto chat on the phone; Yami indulges in a... fantasy? Or was it more? (LEMON)


Yugi closed his eyes, concentrating on his link with the spirit of the Puzzle. /Yami.../

After a long pause, the response came back. //Aibou... what is it?//

/Um, I'm on the phone with Jounouchi-kun. He wants to talk to you!/

//Oh? What's the subject?//

/I'm not sure. I've been trying to convince him that you're real, basically. I wonder if he thinks I have a split personality or something!/

//Then a phone conversation isn't likely to help, is it? But I will certainly see what I can do. All right.//

Yugi took a deep breath and let himself flow back into his soul room, allowing Yami to emerge. [Hope this helps,] he thought.

Yami took a deep breath as well. "Jounouchi," he said into the phone. "Good evening. Yugi said you wished to speak to me?"

[That's NOT Yugi's voice, for sure,] Jounouchi thought, wondering why he hadn't ever really noticed before. [Duh, I've never talked to him on the phone, I guess...] This voice was older, deeper, richer. "Er, hi... Yugi calls you 'Yami'?"

"Yes. I don't seem to have any other name that I remember. I do not have any memories of my past, I'm afraid," Yami explained. "So 'Yami' will do fine as a name. I'm sorry we haven't spoken much outside of duels before this, Jounouchi. I hope you know I consider you a close friend just as Yugi does."

[So weird...] "Um, sure! Well, I just can't help but look out for the little guy, you know? So, you're like from Egypt or something?"

Yami smiled. "I can't help but look out for him either. And I apparently am from Egypt, yes, since the Puzzle is."

"Oh, right, the puzzle!" Jounouchi laughed a bit nervously. "So Yugi says you were, ah, trapped in the puzzle for something like a few thousand years! Man, that's gotta suck..." [Oi, that was a stupid thing to say...]

"It's not like I was aware of the passage of time," Yami said quietly. "I awoke when Yugi first compl the the Puzzle. However, it was during our duel with Kaiba on the island when Yugi first began to experience me as a separate person, I believe. I regret that the awareness frightened him at first. Since then, I've vowed never to attempt to go against his wishes again in a duel."

"It was awesome fighting you in the finals," Jounouchi admitted, then remembered, stunned, that just before defeating him, Yugi, no, *Yami* had actually had tears streaming down his cheeks. [Damn, so he cares, too, eh? What a guy...] "It's really hard to believe that Yugi is, um, two people, you know?"

"We're very close," Yami admitted quietly.

[There it is again - 'very close'! What's with THAT?] Jounouchi wondered. "So, apparently you and Kaiba have buried the hatchet, eh? Never thought that would happen, I admit! You know, after his shitty attitude toward... well, everything."

Yami took a deep breath. "I believe he's come to a new understanding about the importance of having friends... of having other relationships in his life. Up to now, Mokuba has been everything to him and he hasn't allowed anyone else near. I like to think that Yugi has helped him see that friends are good to have." [And if I've inspired him to accept love in his life...]

"Yeah, well, Yugi is like that. He's quite the guy. I owe him a lot, too." Jounouchi fell silent, thinking of Yugi's honest, open heart. "You know, for his sake... if he thinks Kaiba's an okay guy, enough to actually be friends with, maybe I could give him a chance, too. Oh, geez, what am I saying..." He smacked himself on the forehead. "Kaiba's been such a jerk to us..."

Yami leaped on the opening his friend was giving him. "That was in the past, Jounouchi. I know that Yugi would like it a lot if you would indeed give Kaiba a chance. As would I. I truly believe that Kaiba is a changed man."

"Yeah?" Jounouchi felt that this whole conversation was too weird for words, but that seemed to come with the territory when it came to Yugi Mutou. [Here I am, talking to some ancient Egyptian spirit! I mean, come on, it doesn't get weirder than that!] he thought, scratching his head.

Then he remembered the argument he'd had with Yugi over Kaiba's virtual reality project. Jounouchi really believed... and still did at least in half... that Kaiba was trying to get some free help out of his best friend. Yugi, however, had defended the CEO vehemently. [I should trust Yugi... maybe... grrrr!]

"Perhaps you and Kaiba should talk together at school tomorrow," Yami suggested with a smirk. "He'll be wary of you, but responsive, I can promise."

"Yeah? Eh, I dunno... the guy just creeps me out... eh, maybe..." Jounouchi frowned. "You and he are still rivals, aren't you? Don't you want to beat the crap out of him in Duel Monsters still?"

Yami's smirk broadened into a wicked grin that would alarm Yugi but probably make Seto laugh. "Oh, yes, we're still rivals. I relish playing against him. I can't exactly say I wish to 'beat the crap' out of him, however. I just know that I will always play my best against him."

"Oh, okay, just checking," Jounouchi chuckled. [Maybe things aren't so weird after all...] "Hey, gotta go. Good talking to you, man. Tell Yugi I said good night... and thanks."

"Good night and thanks to you, too, Jounouchi," Yami replied.

After hanging up the phone, Yami remembered Yugi's promise to him. //Aibou, may I call Seto now?//

/Huh? Oh, sure,/ Yugi replied, distracted by a game he was playing in his soul room.

Yami settled on the bed again, leaning against the headboard, the phone in his lap as he called. [Seto should be home by now...]

Since the car had intercepted him about a fourth of the way home, Seto Kaiba was indeed back at his mansion, having just entered his private suite after a quick check-in with his brother. He frowned at the phone when it rang, then ran to answer, hoping it was his lover. "Kaiba..."

"Seto... konban wa, koi," Yami greeted him, sighing at the sound of the voice he loved. "Are you all right?"

"Yami-chan... konban wa," Seto replied, equally pleased to hear the deep voice of the spirit. "Yeah, I'm fine. I suppose that confrontation with Yugi's grandfather was inevitable."

"Yes..." Yami didn't want to talk about unpleasantries. "Enough said. Well, how did you enjoy your foray into my mind?"

Seto's eyes widened until he understood the reference. "I suppose that's what I did, eh? I visited your soul room in your mind... and it was amazing. I didn't really get to look around, but it seemed very... complex."

"It's a labyrinth," Yami replied with a note of bitterness. "Meant to keep me from discovering my memories, remember?" He fell silent, unwilling to talk on that subject more as well.

Seto blinked, recognizing all too well the same broodiness he'd carried home with himself. "Yami..."

Yami closed a hand into a fist. [No, I will not let this get to me, I won't,] he told himself fiercely. [For Seto's sake... and my hikari. I will not...] Throwing off the black mood, his voice was lighter when he spoke again. "I just had a very interesting conversation with Jounouchi. Apparently Yugi was trying to convince him that you are redeemable."

"Oh, yeah?" Seto inquired, chuckling - and relieved to hear the change in his lover's voice. "Did it work?"

"I put in a good word for you as well, Seto," Yami replied with a smile. "So give him a chance at school tomorrow, will you?"

"I'll be good. So..." Seto chose his words carefully. [Might as well discuss this now...] "Um, Yami... if you become separate from Yugi, it'll change things with his friends. You'll have your own life... which I for one will be very happy about... but you'll still be very much in Yugi's, and that includes his friends. At some point you'll have to tell them about... us."

"I haven't been willing to think that far ahead, frankly," Yami admitted. "Though after the conversation with Yugi's grandfather, I suppose I should consider telling the others. They may be figuring things out soon. Jounouchi may not be a mental genius, but he can be very perceptive when it comes to his friends... and Anzu likely is beginning to guess that something's... different."

"Hmmm... they're going to be as upset as Mutou-san, I'm guessing," Seto murmured darkly. "I should have known..."

"No, don't assume that," Yami broke in quickly. "Seto, Yugi told his grandpa that he thought he was probably gay."

"He did!" Seto gasped, then relaxed, smiling. "The little shit has a ton of courage, I'll say that for him!"

"I'm very proud of Yugi," Yami responded. "He didn't mention us, of course, but he made it clear that he's his own man and that he's not interested in dating now anyway. He also admitted that he wasn't completely settled on his orientation yet... though I have no doubt of it."

"He's so honest," Seto murmured. "I admire him... anyway, how did his grandfather take it?"

"He'll be fine. He's more concerned about whether you and I will be having hot sex in his house."

Seto barked a laugh at Yami's bluntness. "I imagine he is! Well, you'll have to come here again, then, so I can have my way with you far from Mutou-san. And I do intend to have my way with you... at our earliest convenience."

"I would like that," Yami murmured, his voice dropping. "I have my own plans for you as well, of course."

"Delightful," Seto responded with a sexy, throaty laugh that threatened Yami's careful composure. "I look forward to hearing... your plans."

Yami chuckled, though he shifted his position on the bed, his pants a little... tight. "Back to Yugi's friends for a moment... considering the mix of people with whom Yugi associates, they are likely to be pretty open about this. At least that's my hope."

"The mix of people?" Seto asked, also adjusting uncomfortable pants, then thought about it for a moment. "Oh, you mean Ryou Bakura..."

"Indeed. I know the boy isn't very overt, and it doesn't seem to be a frequent topic of conversation, but the group can't help but be aware of his leanings." He chuckled again. "In fact, I believe I've caught him giving you the once-over... and more than once!"

"Oh, well, he is kind of a sweet thing," Seto agreed readily. "Hope he does find a nice boyfriend. He deserves it, with what you've told me he has to put up."

Yami made a mental reminder to himself to talk to Bakura about just that... especially in light of what he'd learned about the importance of the Millennium Items - all of them, including the Ring Bakura possessed - in finding his lost memory. "Yes, he does," he murmured thoughtfully. "And, there's one other I've had my suspicions about... I think it's highly likely Ryuuji Otogi is bi."

"I could see that," Seto admitted, grinning. "Though I think he would protest that. Heh."

"A situation to be watched... anyway, Jounouchi, Honda, and Anzu don't seem to mind Bakura hanging around - he's usually included in everything they do. So..."

"Yugi would tell the Mutt first, I'm guessing." Seto laughed. "Sorry, I mean Jounouchi. Old habit."

"Seto, you can't go there again, not around him!" Yami laughed as well. "And I think you're right. Well, after I'm separate from Yugi, you and I can hang out with the group along with him... and they'll probably figure things out soon enough."

"You can be very wicked, you know that?" Seto murmured suggestively. "I think I really like your darkness..."

"Be careful what you wish for..."

"Oh, I know what I wish for..."

There it was again - inevitable. The sexual tension between them couldn't be ignored for long. Yami eyed the door to the room. While he didn't think Grandpa Mutou would open the door on him again, listening at the door was probably highly likely. [Damn... no phone sex tonight...] "So, what do you think - Otogi and Bakura? Don't you think they'd be sweet together?"

Seto blinked, wondering at the change of subject, then figured it was still because of Mutou-san. [Meddling old man...] "Only if we get to watch..."

"And you call *me* wicked!"

"I think I should host a party," Seto said abruptly, then wondered where that idea came from. [Oh, what the hell...] "Your coming out party!"

"My WHAT?" Yami fairly screeched, then slapped a hand over his mouth, looking in fear at the door again. [Can't do that again!]

"Coming out of the Puzzle, silly," Seto explained, though of course he meant the other meaning as well.

"Er... I don't know what to say..."

"Tell me you love me," Seto replied, chuckling. "Then when I get you absolutely alone again next time with no dirty old man listening at the door, you'll tell me about your 'plans' for my body... and I'll tell you mine for yours. And *then* we'll actually do something about our raging hard-ons for a change!"

"You got a deal," Yami managed to gasp, his throat gone dry.

Seto groaned, understanding that his lover was in the same bad condition he was. "Yami-koi, I have to go. It's Mokuba's bedtime soon and I promised I'd see him before lights out. And it's going to take me a few minutes before, ah, I'm ready to see him."

[Ditto,] Yami thought, gulping. "I do love you, Seto, so much. Oyasumi... hopefully I'll get to talk to you tomorrow sometime."

"Oyasumi... Yami-chan."

Yami hung up the phone, glared at the door, then retreated into the bathroom, locking the door. After checking his defenses - awesome as usual - he sensed that Yugi was blissfully unaware of him before he settled on the bathroom floor.

Boots, then pants went flying. [Damn, what he does to me,] Yami thought with a heavy sigh, letting one hand encircle his freed erection. [He's so tall... heh...] He remembered with pleasure the first time they were alone on their date; Yami had put quite a move on Seto, pinning him up against a door. [He loved that,] he thought, grinning as he idly squeezed his own hardening shaft. [Then, to taste him... oh, Ra, that was so incredible...]

Beginning with slow, smooth strokes, he worked his erection as he remembered, then let his mind drift to his own fantasies. [Seto was my High Priest, hmmm...] I wonder...

The Pharoah Tutmeryamun had had enough of his High Priest's insolent challenges. He'd finally ordered his most loyal emissaries to collect the Priest, against his will if necessary, and bring him before the Throne so that the Pharoah may confront him directly. Slouching indolently on the Throne of Horus, Tutmeryamun, whom his closest advisors called "Tutmer" informally, regarded the very tall Priest as he was dumped unceremoniously before him.

"Sethankhset," Tutmeryamun greeted him with a cool nod. "I thought we might talk..." With a sharp gesture, he dismissed everyone else from the chamber. When a couple advisors grumbled, he growled at them until they, too, left.

"There is nothing to talk about... my Pharoah," Seth muttered, the title bit off angrily.

The King looked up and down the length of the tall man, not speaking for a moment. The Priest shifted uncomfortably, obviously wondering about the scrutiny. Finally, the sovereign spoke. "You are well-favored, Seth. There is much about you to be... appreciated..."

For the first time, the Priest looked at his ruler directly. His expression was unreadable for a moment, then he looked away. "As are you, my Pharoah," he murmured in a very low voice.

Tutmeryamun straightened and leaned forward. "What did you say, Seth? Repeat that, please."

Seth would not look at him. "I said, you are well-favored as well, my Pharoah," he repeated, his voice a bit louder, though softer.

"You love power," the Pharoah murmured. "Too bad. I could offer you something much more rewarding to love."

The High Priest started at that. "What is that?"

The King smirked, leaning forward. "Me..."

The ice-blue eyes locked onto his, willing or not. "I..."

Tutmeryamun extended his hand to him. "It's not so hard... and I find you very beautiful."

With a gasp, Sethankhset found himself on his knees before his ruler, the hand pressed to his lips. "You are beautiful as well... how did you know I desired you?"

In a response, Tutmeryamun stood and removed his girdle and kilt, standing nude before his adversary clad only in his torc and the headband bearing the Eye of Horus. "Osiris knows the touch of destiny, Servant of Set," he murmured, guiding the other's hand to his hip. "But our Lord Creator Amon guides my heart. I will not respond to the promise of the cycle of death and rebirth that our roles traditionally cast for us. Let the ancient ways die... and find a new immortality with me, Seth..."

The High Priest found himself meeting his Pharoah's smile, then laughed as he ran his hands over the slender buttocks of the thoroughly delicious little man before him. "You exceed my fantasies, Lord," Seth sighed a bit dreamily as he regarded the proud member rising before him. He tore away his own coverings, freeing the evidence of his own growing excitement. "This is mad, but it is a madness too... powerful... not to indulge, my Pharoah," he murmured in a low, sensuous voice. Then he boldly grasped the member of his king, giving it a few long, slow licks before taking it in all the way to suck. Below, he stroked himself as well, matching heat for heat.

The Pharoah threw back his head with a moan as he threaded his fingers into the other's hair, caressing as much as holding him there, a touch of power infused with a caring that would come to have a greater impact upon the proud Priest. "Seth..." he breathed fervently.

Pausing for breath, the Priest emitted his own heart-felt sigh: "Mer..."

A tear leaking from an eye, Yami came hard, the orgasm sweeping through his body powerfully. Then he gasped as his eyes flew open. [That... that wasn't a memory, it didn't really happen, but it seemed so real... Seth... Seto!] He relaxed back against the wall behind him, breathing hard. Automatically he checked his defenses, then had to smile at himself, knowing confidently that his mental defenses were just fine. He thought he caught an image of the Dark Magician rolling his eyes at him.

[I don't even really know if that was me, not as I truly was in the past,] he mused as he slipped into the shower to clean up. [It was a fantasy spawned by those tablets... besides, Seto doesn't believe in reincarnation anyway. Still, it was a nice fantasy... my High Priest finding that he could let himself love me...]

After drying off, he dressed in pajamas, then laid down on Yugi's bed. Activating the Puzzle, he let Yugi resume control of his body, then Yami retreated to his soul room, sitting off in a corner to think. Fifteen minutes later, after Yugi should have been asleep, Yami found a very cuddly package in his arms.

/G'night, Yami,/ Yugi murmured sleepily through their link as he snuggled closer, his head on the spirit's chest. /Is this okay?/

//This is very okay, aibou,// Yami replied, pleased, folding his arms around the spirit form of his little hikari. //Good night.//

(tbc)
Yami Czarina