Ace of Spades

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Lucky for you, because who knows what I'd do with it? [Only every other Yaoi fangirl in the world...]

Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, angst, romance, OOC.

Author: Koneko Shido

A/N: Someone told me the Ace of Spades card bit was rather random, and I just wanted to explain it a little. The Ace of Spades is sometimes called the 'Death Card' and it was meant to be symbolic of the fact that Yami wanted to die. The heart of the cards supposedly helps him with which cards he picks from his deck, and this time he picked the Ace of Spades. Erm... it made sense in my head, at least. Anyway, as the reviewer said, this *did* come to me in a dream for the most part so if it doesn't make sense you can blame it on that. ^_^ Oh, and watch out for the fluff! There's a little in this chapter, so beware!! [Blame Frankensnakie] Also, this chapter carries on directly from the last.
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Ace of Spades - 3

"You know I can't leave." Yami murmured into the warmth of Seto's chest as the brunette cradled him like child. "They won't just release me after I..." He trailed off, knowing that Seto would pick up on what he meant.
"Money will get you pretty much anything in this world, Yami." Seto smirked. "By the end of the day there will be no record that the ambulance was ever called. You will never have been admitted here, and none of the nurses or doctors will ever have seen you before."
Yami looked up at his savior and then curled closer, sighing.
"Thank you, Seto." The pharaoh whispered.
Seto stroked a hand through the spiked, multicoloured locks of Yami's hair and leant down to lay a gentle kiss on his forehead, laying him back on the bed and fetching the pharaoh his clothes.
"It's no problem." He told the spirit as he dressed. "I've called Yugi and told him you'll be staying with me for a while."
Yami nodded his thanks and finished buttoning up his shirt, waiting while Seto stepped outside to speak to the doctor. Whilst he waited, Yami wandered over to the window and looked outside at the sky, repeating Seto's words in his mind.
'I need you.'
That was all he'd needed to hear. From someone, anyone, he just wanted those words and Seto had given them to him. The kiss they'd shared had felt so warm and natural, as though they had been made to be with each other like two halves of a broken heart. There were differences, Yami knew, between Seto and Seth, but they were wonderful things. Seto's eyere dre deeper, richer than before. He had the air of strength about him that Yami had so desperately needed. It had been so hard being the strongest all the time, but now he had Seto there for him, to protect him and hold him, just as he had been doing a few minutes ago. Being in his arms had felt so perfect, Yami's fears had melted away in the warmth of Seto's embrace.
"Are you ready to go?" A deep voice bought Yami out of his reverie and the pharaoh smiled, about to turn when a pair of strong arms wrapped around his slender waist and pulled him gently back against a warm chest. "We fit together well," Seto remarked, kissing the top of Yami's head.
"We do." Yami agreed with a soft smile, relaxing in Seto's hold. "Have they released me?"
"Hmm." Seto replied, smirking a little wickedly as he suddenly swung Yami up into his arms.
"Seto-" Yami gasped, relaxing when he saw the smile on the other's face. "Must you carry me? I'm not *that* weak, you know." He informed the CEO.
"I know that, I just wanted an excuse to hold you, and carrying you seemed the perfect one."
With that, Seto turned and carried Yami out of the hospital room. They recieved a few strange looks as they made their way down to where Seto's limo was waiting, but Seto ignored them all and Yami had his eyes closed, leaning against the brunette's shoulder and breathing in the scent of him. His scent was a little like oranges, perhaps from the shampoo he used. It was nice, not too strong, but comforting.
Inside the limo Seto kept Yami on his lap with no objections from the pharaoh, and held him all the way back to the mansion, gently kissing his pale throat and one shoulder since the large shirt had slipped off a little.
"Mmmh... Seto..." Yami murmured, his eyes half-lidded in pleasure as he relaxed completely, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
"Yes?" The CEO asked, smiling against Yami's skin, brushing his long fingertips over the pharaoh's slim stomach beneath the shirt.
"That feels nice..." The crimson eyed duellist smiled, not feeling at all uncomfortable letting Seto touch him. It felt as though they'd been doing it for years, and Seto seemed to know just where to touch him to make him shiver.
"Good. We're here, let's go upstairs, shall we?" Seto smiled, once again carrying Yami as the limo pulled up outside the Kaiba mansion and the driver opened the door for them.
"You're going to carry me all the way up to your room? I *can* walk." Yami insisted, but Seto just smirked and took the pharaoh inside, crossing the hall and making his way up the stairs.
"I like carrying you." Seto told Yami, chuckling deeply when the pharaoh blushed a little.
"I suppose I can live with it, then. I would never have thought you to be the romantic type."
"You'd be surprised," Seto replied, smiling again. He looked beautiful when he smiled, Yami mused.
Finally they stopped outside the room with 'Seto' written in little black letters on the nameplate, though it no longer looked so cold and foreboding, Yami decided. He smiled to himself as they entered the room and Seto closed the door behind them, moving to lie Yami down on the large bed and crawl over him.
"Did you know, you have the strangest hair I've ever seen?" Seto said as he ran a hand through Yami's crimson, blonde and black locks. "It suits you."
"I'll take that as a compliment," Yami smiled. "Did you know that you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen? That is what separates you from Seth physically, his eyes were never like yours." Yami said softly, raising a hand to brush Seto's cheek gently. The brunette laid a hand over Yami's on his cheek and held it there, looking down into Yami's eyes.
"Seth must have been a fool to lose someone as perfect as you."
Yami looked a little surprised at the fact that Seto would call his past self a fool, but smiled nonetheless.
"He wanted to rule the world." The pharaoh explained quietly, letting his hand fall back to his side as Seto released it and leant down over him further, his breath ghosting over the pharaoh's lips.
"I'd give the world just to have you," Seto whispered, closing the gap between them.
"You already have me..." Yami breathed as their lips touched, and they kissed. Parting his lips, Yami felt Seto's tongue claim his mouth, moaning beneath the blue eyed duellist because it felt so perfect to be kissed by him. Seto certainly was an excellent kisser, and Yami's hands came up to wrap around his neck while Seto continued to kiss him deeply, the CEO's long fingers working to undo the buttons on Yami's oversized shirt.
"Do you want this now? We can wait..." Seto murmured, waiting for Yami's nod before he opened the pharaoh's shirt and kissed his throat. Yami arched his head back to expose his throat for Seto's ministrations, moaning softly when the CEO moved down to kiss along his crbonrbone and then his nipples.
"S-Seto... ohhh..." The pharaoh shuddered in pleasure, burying his fingers in Seto's soft hair and arching his body up against the CEO's lips. The gentle kisses on Yami's skin moved down to his bare stomach as Seto worked at removing the smaller young man's jeans. The lithe muscles fluttered beneath Seto's lips and he smiled against Yami's warm skin, enjoying the soft sighs and moans Yami was giving out.
After having removed Yami's jeans, Seto knelt up and took off his own clothes, leaning back down over Yami to whisper in his ear.
"Turn over..." He murmured, watching Yami roll over on the bed to lie on his stomach. Yami smiled as a gentle kiss was placed on his back before Seto's strong, warm hands found his shoulders and began massaging them expertly.
"Ahh... Where did you learn to do this? Mmmhh..." Yami asked, his head resting on his folded arms as shivers of pleasure rippled down his spine at each of Seto's skilled touches.
"It's a natural talent," the CEO smiled, his hands sliding down from Yami's back to his waist, then over his hips to gently part his thighs. The pharaoh murmured softly at the feeling of Seto's gentle kisses returning to his skin, beginning at the small of his back and working their way down to the insides of his thighs. It felt so good every time Seto touched him...
Yami's eyes snapped open and he let out a startled gasp of pleasure when he felt Seto's hot, wet tongue work its way inside him, Seto's hands on his hips to stop him pushing back. Yami could do nothing but lie as still as he could while Seto held him down, moaning desperately with every movement of Seto's tongue inside him.
"Seto... please... I-I can't... I can't bear it... I-I need..." Yami gasped, a fine sheen of sweat making his skin glisten and his breath coming in ragged pants. "Please...!" He begged, needing to feel what Seto was preparing him for. Deciding to be merciful, Seto gave Yami's thigh one, last kiss and used his grip on Yami's waist to turn the pharaoh back over onto his back. Yami looked up at him with half-lidded crimson eyes and spread his legs apart, wrapping his arms around Seto's shoulders as the CEO leant down over him for another kiss.
As their tongues met, Yami felt Seto begin to slowly push into him, taking his time and being as gentle as he could. There was no pain, only the wonderful feeling of being stretched and filled by his lover.
"Are you alright?" Seto asked in a slightly breathless voice once he was fully sheathed in Yami's tight warmth, stilling to allow the pharaoh time to adjust.
"I've never been better," Yami smiled truthfully, pulling Seto down for another passionate kiss as the brunette began to move, slowly at first but gaining momentum as Yami arched his hips up in time with their pace.
"You don't know... how long... I've wanted this," Seto whispered against Yami's throat as he moved, being pulled deeper into the pharaoh's body as the smaller duellist wrapped his legs around his lover's back and cried out at the feeling of Seto hitting something deep within him. "I need you to make me complete..."
"S-Seto..." Yami moaned his lover's name, giving a choked cry when Seto's hand slid down his body to take hold of him and stroke firmly in time with his thrusts. "I... I love you..." Yami gasped, opening his eyes to look up at Seto, still clinging to the CEO's strong shoulders desperately.
"Yami..." Seto leant down and kissed the pharaoh's throat softly. "I love you, too. I always will." He whispered against the smaller duellist's skin.
Yami blinked back the tears of happiness and held Seto close, laying gentle, feather-light kisses on his cheek and down to his jaw, his soft gasps of breath warm against Seto's skin.
Seto smiled as Yami's gasping breaths became more ragged in his ear, his moans rising to helpless cries he couldn't hope to supress as he arched and writhed up against his lover. Speeding up the pace, Seto held on for as long as he could, wanting to see Yami's release before he succumbed to his own. It didn't take long before Yami's muscles tensed and he gave a ragged scream into Seto's shoulder, shuddering in pleasure almost too strong for him to bear. Having succeeded in seeing the beautiful, perfect creature beneath him reach his completion, Seto gave in and groaned Yami's name, crushing his lips to Yami's in a fierce kiss and holding the smaller duellist tightly as white pleasure burst behind his closed eyes and shot up his spine.
Feeling Seto shudder with the aftershocks of his release, Yami opened his ruby eyes and watched the taller duellist carefully pull out of him and move to lie on the bed at his side, taking a moment to recover before pulling the former pharaoh into his arms and opening his sleepy blue eyes.
"Did I hurt you?" Seto asked softly, tiredly reaching up to brush a lock of Yami's sweat-damp golden hair from his face.
"No, never." Yami smiled. "I never thought you could be so gentle." He murmured, exhaustion sweeping over him as he snuggled closer to Seto's chest and felt the CEO bring the covers up over them.
"Only for you." Seto replied, wrapping his arms around Yami's smaller body and keeping him close as they both drifted off into sleep.

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Yami opened his eyes slowly and yawned, looking up to find Seto still sleeping next to him, an arm draped protectively around his waist. Smiling, the pharaoh moved to place a tender kiss on the sleeping CEO's cheek and got out of the bed, careful not to wake Seto.
Padding quietly over to where his shirt had been discarded the night before, Yami knelt down and drew the deck of cards from his pocket, shuffling them as the morning sunlight streamed in through the window and warmed him. Finally happy that the deck was shuffled sufficiently, Yami closed his eyes and cut the cards, picking out the one he'd chosen and opening his eyes again. Taking a deep breath, Yami turned the card over and smiled, placing it gently back on the top of the deck and leaving the neat pile of cards on Seto's dresser before crawling back beneath the covers where his blue eyed lover still slept peacefully. Closing his eyes, Yami curled up in Seto's arms and rejoined his lover in sleep, a smile on his lips.
Across the room, a small gust of wind from the partly open window caught the card Yami had placed back on top of the deck, flipping it over next to the deck to reveal which one the pharaoh had chosen. The sunlight seemed even more golden as it fell across the sleeping lovers and the pharaoh's incomplete deck, which now lacked two cards. First, the Ace of Spades, which Seto had torn in half. Second, the Ace of Hearts, which lay on the dresser beside it.

The End.

I hope that didn't suck too much, and just in case it was too messed up for anyone to understand, the last card Yami picked from the deck (without looking) was the Ace of Hearts, symbolising love. Did I mention this came to me in a *dream*?? *Worried now...*
Ok, thanks for reading and reviews always make me happy-happy-happy! (Isn't that annoying? ^_^ I have a friend who keeps saying that. Makes me want to set Frankensnakie on her, except he wouldn't do anything because he's COMPLETELY USELESS!! *ahem*)
- Koneko