Possession

First Things First: Thanks everyone, for the reviews. I always appreciate them. ^_^ I’m not sure how long this story is going to be. I guess it depends on the mood I’m in. Ha. So let’s see, when last we joineese ese characters I don’t own Seto had his publicist hold a press conference announcing his sexuality. And Yami wasn’t too happy about that. As for the song, I couldn’t find a part of the lyrics I liked, so I used all of them, because they fit perfectly. ^_^

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yugioh. Or the song lyrics. Curses.

Chapter 3: Take Me Away


I have waited all my life to know you
All about you
And now, I’m staring in your eyes ocean blue
I’m all about you
And in our minds it comes so easily
But there’s a feeling coming over me
I wanna show you but there’s nowhere we can really be free
Everybody’s watching

Wouldn’t it be good if we could be together

Take me away
Take me far away from here
I will run with you
Don’t be afraid
Navigate and I will steer into the sun
We will run

I try to remember when I was just a child
In my room
My imagination used to run wild
But I never knew
That nothing’s ever as it seems to be
When a dream collides with the reality
It should be easy when two people love each other truly
Everybody’s talking

And wouldn’t it be good if they would understand us

Take me away
Take me far away from here
I will run with you
Don’t be afraid
Navigate and I will steer into the sun
We will run

We will run
Run, we will run

Wouldn’t it be good if they would understand us
Wouldn’t be good if we could be together

Take me away…

I will run with you wherever you go

Don’t be afraid,
Let’s run away
And I will steer into the sun
We will run

~ Take Me Away
Fefe Dobson


Yami had all intentions of going to the museum as soon as he was dressed. But when he got out of the shower his friends were over. They had watched the press conference as well it appeared.

“I can’t believe Kaiba’s out of the closet. This is gonna shake things up. I wonder if there are going to be reporters and photographers following you around, Yami,” Joey wondered.

“Why would they follow me?”

“They’re gonna wanna interview Kaiba’s boyfriend.”

“He’s telling everyone that he doesn’t have a boyfriend, Joey,” Yugi explaned.

“I don’t understand it, if he’s denying that you’re his boyfriend why would he come out in the first place, Yami?” Tristan asked, obviously confused.

“He’s NOT my boyfriend,” Yami hissed, obviously tired of the entire discussion.

“Don’t you want him to be your boyfriend, Yami? All you’re lacking is the title,” Joey asked, not understanding why Yami was getting so defensive. “Maybe he’s planning on asking you out, did you think of that?”

Yami didn’t respond.

“Maybe we should change the subject,” Yugi decided, before Yami did something crazy like call on the powers of the shadow realm or something.

“So wait,you you don’t want to be with Kaiba, who are you taking to my party?” Duke asked. Yugi sighed. He loved his friends, but boy were they thick sometimes.

“I don’t want Kaiba as a boyfriend, I don’t care if I go alone to your party. I am going to the museum. I don’t want to discuss this further.” Yami left. They watched in silence as Yami slammed the door.

“Look, guys, Yami’s really sensitive about this. Seto didn’t tell him that he was planning the press conference. We shouldn’t ask him any other questions. It only gets him upset.

“We just worry about him, Yug. That’s all,” Joey explained.

“I know that, but things are really complicated right now.”

“I wish there was something we could do for him,” Ryou thought.

“Why don’t we find him a date for my party. And then Seto can get jealous and stop acting like an asshole.”

“I don’t know if that’s going to work, Duke,” Yugi said. “I don’t know if that’s what Yami wants.”

“Well, we have to do something, this thing between Seto and Yami is really out of hand.”

“I know.” Yugi sighed.

There wasn’t much they could do. Yugi felt completely helpless. This was worse than last summer, when he was afraid Yami was in some sort of abusive relationship. Now Yugi knew that it was true. Yami and Seto verbally abused each other daily. They fought until they were hoarse. And then they slept together, only to start the fighting again.

Yugi understood that they felt so strongly that the fighting was really an extension of that. Seto loved his yami very much. And Yami loved Seto just as much, but this was getting ridiculous. The back and forth was over the top. Their moods changed in a split second. One minute they could be fighting, the next they were all over each other. It was maddening.

If only he could figure out how to help them.


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The house was eerily calm as Yami entered it. He looked around, mentally calling to his little one. Yugi had him blocked, which meant he was probably out with Ryou someplace. Yami headed upstairs to his bedroom and received the answer to his question.

There was a commotion in Yugi’s room.

“Honey, you have to be more careful with that thing, it’s gonna poke my eye out. Here, there’s the lube over there. Stop giggling, Yugi.”

“It always tickles when you do that.”

“Put this here.” Yugi giggled louder. The giggling was interrupted and muffled. Perhaps Ryou had gotten sick of Yugi’s laugher. Yami made a face and headed back down the stairs. He was not staying here while Yugi and Ryou were busy doing what he could only hope was sex. The two of them were strange sometimes, and Yami wasn’t in the mood to find out just how strange.

Of course was he really one to talk? He had been wearing a French maid outfit last night.

Yami sighed and got back in his car. Now what was he supposed to do? This was never a problem before. He would usually be with his dragon right now. He refused to call him. He had already left eight voice messages. At this point, if he left any more, he would be pretty sure this would be grounds for a restraining order.


“Restraining order is just another way of saying I love you, Baby.”

“You are strange, Seto. Have I told you that? Take these handcuffs off right now, or so help me…”

“What are you going to do this time?”

“Release me!”

“Nope.”

“SETO! Ra damn it, if you don’t…” Yami stopped complaining as Seto grabbed his face in his hands and dipped his head down for a kiss. Yami moaned into the contact, forgetting why it was he wanted the handcuffs off in the first place.


Yami sighed. Seto had told him he’d be busy today. But he had thought he’d get at least one phone call. Was he still busy, it was after nine. Yami stared out the windshield absently. Where was he going anyway? All his friends were probably with their significant others.

The stores would be closing or closed.

He thought of stopping by and seeing his dragon, but he didn’t want to fight tonight. He just wanted to be held. Not even sex. Just held. He’d give anything to fall asleep in his dragon’s arms tonight. He had been angry at him, he still was. But he knew the moment he saw him again all would be okay again.

He still couldn’t get over the press conference. Well, he actually had been asleep during it. He was having a flashback. But even when they replayed the scene later in the day he hadn’t watched it. The interview with Mokuba in front of the orphanage was on television multiple times. The press was convinced Seto had a boyfriend. Maybe he did. Maybe the business trips he was making were to go see his piece on the side.

Yami snorted.

He needed a drink.

Of course he wasn’t getting served at any bar. So perhaps he’d just have to settle for something at a coffee house. At least he could sit a while and think. Not that he hadn’t done enough thinking already.

The museum had been a waste of his time. No flashbacks. Maybe he’d be lucky and dream of Seth again. He was curious to know what had happened between Seth and him. That part of his life had always been a mystery. As the darkness threatened the country and things got dangerous he remembered the arguments he had with Seth were constant. What they were about he didn’t recall, but he did have bits of memory of Seth and him yelling back and forth.

The fact that Seth was allowed to yell at him like he did must have meant their relationship had to be more than just high priest and pharaoh.

Until he remembered more, he wasn’t going to make any sense of it. If he remembered more. There was still the chance this was a strange wet dream. Although he had never had one in this lifetime. In any case, he had gone over all of this in the museum. There was nothing left to analyze.

He had far more to worry about in this life anyway. Like the fallout of Seto’s sudden and seemingly rash decision to come out. Why in the world would he do this? Was it like the press said, was Seto going to announce that he had a boyfriend? Did Seto really want to take things to the next level? But why?

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be with Seto. But being Seto’s boyfriend seemed to complicate things. Although it would bind them together. Weren’t they practically going out as it was? Of course people who were together and loved each other didn’t rely on sex to maintain their relationships. And at the moment their relationship was comprised of sex and fights. Wouldn’t a relationship need substance? Of course it would. But how in the world could they go out on dates now that Seto was out?

Things could only get worse this way. What the Hell was his dragon thinking doing this without talking to him first? This just proved Seto was fine with the way things were, because if he wanted this to be something he wouldn’t have made this decision by himself. This was supposed to be a partnership. Not a one-man show. Did Seto disregard him that much?

Then again, there was the comment Seto made last night: “If you’re planning on breaking up with me, you can at least do it to my face.”

He had so so in love with Seto last night. They hadn’t even fought. Why couldn’t it always be like that? Even dinner was nice.

This was so ridiculous. Why didn’t his dragon call him back?

Yami got to the coffee house and parked. He dialed the number he had long ago memorized. Message number nine. Nine messages, he felt lonely and desperate and miserable. Why wasn’t his dragon responding to him? Did he realize how attached he was to him? That stupid arrogant fucker. Yami waited for the voicemail to come on.

“Hello, Yami.” Yami’s heart fluttered. Dragon? He was actually answering his phone? He was actually still alive? Ra, finally. Why had it taken him all day to pick up? “What is it, Yami, are you there?”

Yami didn’t know if he was supposed to be mad or happy. Arguing or mellow. “Dragon.” The only thing he could think of saying.

“Yes, Yami?” Damn it, why were the words all messed up now? He hadn’t expected to actually talk to Seto. He had figured he’d just curse him out in a voicemail message. “Yami!”

“What!”

“Are you there, you just called me, Yami. What do you want?”

“What do I want? What do I want?” Yami’s defenses were now on heightened alert.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“You’re what’s wrong with me. Why didn’t you call me? I’ve been calling all day. I left messages all day.”

“My voicemail box is full Yami, I haven’t listened to anyone’s messages.”

“Didn’t you notice my missed calls?”

“I told you I’d call you when I could. I told you that last night.”

“You’re still busy now?”

“You call me one time, I don’t pick up. You call me a second time, I don’t pick up. You call me four more times, I still don’t pick up. At what point would logic tell you to stop calling me? I’ve been screening my phone calls all day. And like I told you last night, I would call you when I could.”

“So I’m supposed to sit and wait for you to call me, it’s been all day, Dragon.”

“I’m aware of that. What the hell is your point?”

“Seto, I am so sick of your imperious bullshit. You could have called me once. Once. Just to let me know you were okay. Was that too much to do? I called you so much because I was worried about you, don’t you get that?”

“Don’t worry yourself about me. Don’t dwell on me, don’t concern yourself with me. I never asked you to. It would be easier if you didn’t.”

“What the fuck are you talking about? You’re not making any sense. This was the first morning in a year I didn’t wake up to you calling me. There is absolutely no excuse for not calling me today. I know that a lot has probably happened to you today. I just wanted to make sure you were alright. But if you don’t want me to concern myself with you, then fine.”

“Fine.”

“Are you ending this, Seto? If you’re ending this, then end this. But don’t start giving me the it’s not you, it’s me speech. And just for the record, it is you, you asshole.”

“Yami, if you called me to yell then I’m hanging up, I don’t want to hear it tonight. I’m not in the mood.”

“Why the hell would you come out of the closet on television this morning? Why didn’t you tell me abyouryour little publicity stunt?”

“It’s not your business.”

“Not my business! How hel hell is this not my business? Your decision affects both of us, Seto. They’ve played that Mokuba interview all fucking day, they think you have a boyfriend.”

“Well, I don’t have a boyfriend. Do I?” Yami’s heart sank. He despised Seto. Hated him. He hung up the phone. He was fuming. He replayed the entire conversation in his mind while he waited for Seto to call him back.


“You call me one time, I don’t pick up. You call me a second time, I don’t pick up. You call me four more times, I still don’t pick up. At what point would logic tell you to stop calling me?”

“Don’t worry yourself about me. Don’t dwell on me, don’t concern yourself with me. I never asked you to. It would be easier if you didn’t.”

“Yami, if you called me to yell then I’m hanging up, I don’t want to hear it tonight. I’m not in the mood.”


Seto hadn’t called him “baby” once. Not “Slut”. No pet-names. He hadn’t sounded pleased to talk to him, he had sounded like he picked up the phone out of obligation. He sounded distant, and cold. Maybe Seto was ending this. Yami picked up his phone and stared at it for a long time. Seto wouldn’t be calling him back tonight. At this point he wondered if Seto would ever call him again.

Yami’s eyes narrowed.

“Well, I don’t have a boyfriend. Do I?”

His anger was only rising, he could feel dark energy surrounding him. If he didn’t calm himself down he was going to summon the shadow realm. He closed his eyes and began counting backwards from a hundred, gripping the steering wheel tightly in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure.


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Yami opened his eyes, suddenly realizing he was on longer counting anymore. He blinked a few times. Not sure what was going on. When had he gotten out of the car? Yami did another look around, and it occurred to hhat hat he wasn’t Yami anymore. He was Atemu, the pharaoh. And he was in his past life again. Was this another flashback?

“Why are you standing there, staring off into space?” Yami turned around and looked at the figure sitting on his bed. It was Seth. “Did I hit you too hard, did I knock your insides all around?”

Yami knowingly felt the blood that was coming from his nose.

“I’d say we’re even. This will never heal, you know. You keep opening it back up.” Seth was rubbiis sis shoulder. He had bitten him. He had bitten him hard and Seth had backhanded him in response. “Come here, Atemu.”

Yami walked over to his high priest and sat on the bed. Seth began to care for Yami’s nose tenderly. “I don’t mean to do this to you, but that really hurt, Atemu.”

“Did it?” Yami asked, absently.

“Yes.” Seth leaned in and kissed him softly. “Will you lay with me?” Yami nodded, and allowed Seth to hold him. “Are you okay, Pharaoh?”

“I am fine.”

“You’re quiet.”

“You told me you were tired of hearing my voice.”

Seth chuckled. “Yes, you’re right. I did tell you that.” Seth snuggled up into him. “I love you, sweet, Atemu. I am sorry I fought with you tonight.”

“You are always sorry, aren’t you.” It was a statement, not a question.

“What is wrong, Love? Did I really upset you?” Seth pulled away and looked into Yami’s crimson eyes for a long time. “Love?”

“I iredired. I just wish to rest.” Yami closed his eyes.


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Yami blinked and realized that he was driving. When did he take off the parking brake, back out of the parking lot and head down the road? Was he asleep while he did this? Was he actually driving while he had this flashback?

And what about the flashback? Seth had hit him, was he abusive? Was their relationship as out of control as Seto’s and his was now? Why did he care, Seto and him ongeonger had a relationship. They were done. He wasn’t going back this time.

Hw got out of his car once he arrived at the house and walked inside. Yugi and Ryou were putting together a puzzle in the living room. “Yami, you’re home, we were worried. You usually tell us when you’re going to see Seto,” Yugi piped in running to go give his other half a hug.

“I didn’t go see him.”

“Did you talk to him?” Ryou asked.

“We fought. It’s over.”

“He said it was over?” Yugi asked, his eyebrows lifting.

“I’m not arguing with him anymore. He’s too selfish and self-involved to have a boyfriend. So the next time we speak I’m telling him that I don’t want to be with him anymore.”

“What was the fight about, Yami?” Ryou wondered.

“I got mad because he didn’t call me and I asked him why he came out and he said it wasn’t my business. I said it was my business because people think that he has a boyfriend. And he said that he didn’t have a boyfriend. So I hung up.”

“Do you want to be Kaiba’s boyfriend?” Ryou asked.

“No.”

“Are you lying?”

“I just want things to be normal. He can act normal even if we aren’t together officially. I don’t need a title, I just want to stop this bullshit with him. He’s not going to change. So I just have to let him go.”

“But he loves you, Yami. Same way you love him.”

“This was never a love story, Aibou. It wasn’t a love story a year ago, who said it was a love story now?”

“Things are different now.”

“What’s so different?”

“There’s more love than hate now. And even your hate is driven by love. You might call each other names and yell and scream, but it’s only because you love fighting. It gets you both excited. You like fighting so you can make up. You guys hardly ever have a real fight. It’s more like play-acting. You guys try to get under each other’s skin and eventually one of you gives in and everything’s okay again.”

“It’s not going to be okay again.”

“It’s only one argument, Yami.”

“It’s the last argument.”

“Why don’t you at least see him in person. Call Mokuba tomorrow and see what’s going on. He’dw. w. Ryou and I were watching the news, and Kaiba Corp stock pricell ell thirteen points. Reporters are stationed outside of his house, they’ve been trying to get interviews with him. They did another poll and they said 60 percent of those polled think this is a media stunt that will backfire on him. Yami, he’s probably had a horrible day. Anything he said to you tonight has to be taken with a grain of salt.”

Yami looked at his aibou and his aibou’s boyfriend for a while. “Just call Mokuba tomorrow and see what he has to say. At this point his lawyers and handlers are probably trying to do damage control. Who knows what the headlines in tomorrow’s newspaper will say. He probably didn’t call you because he didn’t want to you you into his bad mood,” Ryou added.

“You both are wise beyond your years. Maybe I’m looking at this all wrong.”


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Yami woke up to his phone ringing. Dragon?

“Hello?” Yami asked, rubbing his eyes.

“Yami.”

“Hi, Dragon.”

“I can’t talk long I’m on the way to meet some clients.”

“Oh, okay. Is everything okay?”

“No.”

“Are things bad at work?”

“I lost two clients, and a major deal. But things could be wo I’ I’ve been getting calls all day, so I think those who jumped ship will be easy enough to replace. The publicity isn’t all bad, Kaiba Corp is all over the newspapers, so I’m confident stock prices will go up today. I have an interview I have to do later today for some news program and I’m going to be in meetings all day. They won’t leave Mokuba alone, I’m thinking of sending him away until things calm down.”

“Maybe Yugi and the others could come by and see him. It must be difficult for him to go out.”

“He’s not allowed out of the house at the moment. I don’t want his face all over the news tonight. If Yugi and whoever else wants to come by that would be okay. You just have to call him first so he can send a car, security is very tight at the house right now.”

“Okay.”

“I need to go.”

“I understand.”

“I’ll call you when I can. I love you.”

“I love you too.” Seto hung up the phone. Yami stared at the cell phone for a minute and ended the call.

“YAMI!” Yami got up, taking his cell phone with him and trudged down the sta “ “Oh, you’re awake. Breakfast is ready.”

“Thank you, Ryou.”

“Everything okay, you look like you’ve just been enlightened.”

“Dragon called.”

“And?” Yugi asked.

“He loves me.” Yugi and Ryou exchanged a look. “He said he loves me. And I said it back. That hardly ever happens. One of us always returns with a nasty comment.”

“Oh. Well, that’s good then, Yami,” Yugi said, with a little smile.

“He said things haven’t been good for him.”

“We can imagine, you should see the paper.” Yami quirked an eyebrow. “The headline was something about Seto having a boyfriend. Bakura took the paper, I don’t know what he wit with it.”

“Must be busy making himself a paper hat,” Yami commented. Ryou smirked. “Mokuba isn’t allowed of the house at the moment, I told Seto we could visit him today.”

“That sounds fun. I’m sure the others will want to come too. I’ll call our friends now. Yami, why don’t you call Mokuba.” Yami nodded and called Mokuba’s cell phone number.

“Hi, Yami. Did Seto call you this morning?”

“Yes. He did.”

“He felt bad about last night. He was pacing back in forth. He thought you were going to hate him for good this time.”

“Did he?”

“Yeah. He’s not in a good mood right now. And I know he misses you. Maybe you should come see him tonight.”

“Well, actually I was calling to see if you wanted us to visit you. Seto told us that he isn’t letting you leave the house.”

“I’m practically under house arrest. People want to interview me, they want to know if Seto’s with someone. I don’t know why I said what I said.”

“People are only speculating. There’s no proof.”

“No one cares. It was all over the newspapers this morning. Everyone wants to know. I’d think you’d be concerned about this, Yami.”

“I’m not Seto’s boyfriend.”

“That’s what he said last night, right?” Yami flushed. “He told me what he said to you. He can really be a jerk sometimes. Look, he considers you his boyfriend, he’s just too much of a coward to ever ask you out properly.”

“What?”

“Come on, Yami. Remember that time we were all over Tristan’s house playing cards and Seto and Joey were fighting.”

“Can you be a little more specific? When aren’t they fighting?”

“Joey got mad because Seto won, and Joey accused him of cheating and Seto said that he wouldn’t have to cheat against Joey. He said Joey reminded him of that painting, Dogs Playing Poker, because he was a mutt, and about as smart as a canvas. And then Joey got mad because Duke started laughing. And Joey asked him what kind of guy laughed at his own boyfr and and Seto said he laughed at you all the time. Remember?”

“Yeah, but Mokuba that doesn’t mean that…”

“Then there was the time we were all sledding in my backyard and Yugi suggested that we do a relay race, and that the partners should be significant others. And Seto said he wasn’t participating in such a stupid activity and that I could take his place as your partner and then Tristan said that Seto should stop being a sour puss, and so Seto said that you weren’t going to participate anyway, and then you both started fighting, and then he kissed you and whispered to you and you guys went into the house to go make hot chocolate. And when we all got inside you guys were in Seto’s room, and Duke said that making hot chocolate must be your code word for having sex.”

“Mokuba.”

“Then there was the time you came over for dinner and Seto said that…”

“Mokuba, I get the point.”

“Oh.”

“Does he really think of me as his boyfriend?”“Yea“Yeah. Why else would he have gotten you an anniversary present? You don’t buy a sex partner an anniversary present. And you don’t tell a sex partner you love him. Seto’s no good at being romantic, but that doesn’t change the way he thinks of you.”

“I see.”


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Yami sat in Seto’s room. The others were busy doing some type of videogame tournament in Mokuba’s room. Yami wasn’t sure what to think anymore. His emotions had been all over the place between yesterday and today. He just needed to see his dragon. Was it true what Mokuba said? Did Seto really consider him his boyfriend?

Then why the fighting, why the bullshit?

Seto called him every morning to wake him up, Seto gave him money to go out with his friends, Seto paid his cell phone bill. No matter what Seto said, it was Seto that always accompanied him when they went out somewhere with his friends. It was Seto who went leather pants shopping with him, Seto who brought him gifts, even if they were sex related most of the time. It was Seto who called him “baby”.

“Yami?”

Yami looked up into gorgeous blue eyes. “Seto. You’re home.”

“What are you doing here?” Seto was dropping his briefcase.

“I wanted to see you.” Yami slipped off the bed. “How is everything?”

“Better. Not great but better. Stock prices were up two points.”

“That’s good. Get some new clients.”

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“Did you do your interview?”

“It got rescheduled.”

“Oh.”

“What are you doing here, Yami?” Yami made a face. “I told you I’d call you.”

“I wanted to see you, Dragon. Didn’t you want to see me?”

“Why can’t you listen to simple instructions?”

“Why won’t you answer my question?”

“I told you I’d call you. What do you think you’re proving showing up here unannounced and uninvited?”

“Since when did I need an invitation?”

“Since yesterday I t I told you I’d call you.”

“You piece of shit! You’re the one who decided to make your life a fucking media circ Not Not me. Why you decided to do that I have no idea. But you’re not going to take your crap out on me. You’re the one who did this. I’m sick of this crap. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Get out, Yami, I don’t want to see you.” Yami could feel his anger surging like a tide.

“I hate you. One minute you’re in love the next minute you’re being a prick. You’re so sometime-ish.”

“How the hell can I be something that’s not a fucking word? There is no such thing as sometime-ish!”

“Joey uses it.”

“Joey slipped into the gene pool when the lifeguard wasn’t looking.”

“Oh shut the shit up.”

“You shut up.”

“YOU CAUSED THIS! I’m not a fucking yo-yo, I’m not going to sit around for a call so you can talk to me for five minute intervals. You make time for me or you can kiss my ass, but I’m not doing this anymore.”

“Get out right, now, Yami. I’m not doing this with you now.”

“NO. Because if I leave right now, you can forget about me ever coming back.”

“Why are you making this so dramatic? I didn’t call you and your world is ng cng crashing down? Were you always this needy? Get a pet, find a hobby. Goddamn, Yami, not everything at every possible moment is always about you.”

“What gives you the right to make decisions for the both of us. I’m not going to come see you when it fits into your schedule. I’m not going to be on fucking call for you. You can’t even meet me half way. isn isn’t about me. This about the fact that you are a self-centered bastard who just ruined our situation.”

“If I have to call security to remove you I will. You fucking cum slut, can’t go without a dick up your ass for one day without having a meltdown?

Yami snapped and swung, the punch hittingo’s o’s jaw. “You, Slut…how dare you.” Seto pushed Yami so hard Yami landed on the bed. “I’m only going to say this once. Don’t come over here anymore uninvited. I will call you when it’s the best time for me. If you don’t like those terms than you can end this.”

“You have some nerve you, Bitch.” Yami stood up and walked over to Seto his eyes blazing with contempt.

“Hit me again, Yami, and we’re going to have a serious problem.” Seto took a step towards him.ey ley lockees. es.

“What are you going to do to me, Seto? Are you going to hit me?”

“Do you think I’ll hit you?”

“No. I think you’re a weak, cowardly, asshole. I’m not afraid of you, Seto. And if you think I’m going to take you back this time you’re in for a rude awakening.”

“I don’t want you back.”

“Then we’re on the same page.”

“This is over then, no more crap.”

“Yes. It’s over for good. In fact, I’ll take my stuff with me now, so there won’t be anymore contact between us.”

“The first intelligent thing you said since I got home.” Seto walked over to his dresser and opened Yami’s drawer.

“Do you have a bag I can throw my stuff in?”

“There’s luggage in the closet.” Yami grabbed a suitable sized suitcase and walked over to where Seto was crouched down. “Do you want the chokers?” Seto asked, picking them up.

“No.”

“Fine, I’ll burn them.”

“Fine.” Seto handed Yami a pile of his clothes. Yami stuck them ints sus suitcase. “I don’t want the pants, just the shirts.”

“Why does it matter?”

“It will be easier to unpack when I get home.”

“Just put your stuff into the suitcase so you can get the hell out of my house.” Yami slapped him so hard Seto’s hand snapped back. Seto shook his head to clear it and then looked at Yami, before Yami could react Seto had him pinned on the ground his entire body holding him back.

“LET ME GO!”

“The room is soundproof, no one will ble tle to hear you scream.”

“I swear to Ra, if you don’t…” Yami moaned as soon as Seto’s lips pressed against his. The kiss was fierce and intense, their war of words continuing with their tongues. Yami didn’t give in and finally the kiss ended just as abruptly as it began.

“Someone’s going to get the straight jackets and take us away, Baby,” Seto decided, the venom and hatred now gone from his voice.

“We bring out the worst in each other.”

“Disregard everything I said to you over the last two days unless I told you I missed you or I loved you.” Yami narrowed his eyes,

“This can’t keep up. We’re going to kill each other one of these days.” Yami looked at the damage he had done to his dragon’s face. “This needs to end. Right now. You need to stop acting so sometime-ish.”

“Once again, that is NOT a word! And even if I did act that way you are just the same. You’re not an innocent victim in this.”

“This needs to end.”

“It can’t end. You and I both know that. You’re mine, Yami.” Seto kissed Yami softly. “You’re a part of me. You can’t leave me.”

“You sound like a psycho.” Yami leaned up and nipped Seto’s neck, lightly marking him. “You belong to me as mus I s I belong to you. I can’t allow anyone else to be with you, so I guess I’m forced to stay in this situation to make sure no one touches my property.”

“You will never be with anyone else either, Yami.” Seto was removing Yami’s pants. “Only me.”

“You’re mine, Seto. All mine, only mine.” Yami was unzipping Seto’s dress pants. “This will never be over.”

”I won’t let anyone touch you, ever.” Seto slipped out of his pants and underwear, always happy Yami didn’t wear any.

Yami began stroking Seto. “Tell me that you’re mine, Dragon. I have to hear you say it.”

“I’m yours, Baby. I’m your dragon. I’m your bitch.” Seto grabbed Yami’s erection and started beating him off. This wasn’t about the sex. They were marking their territory. “Say it, Yami.”

“I belong to you, Dragon…Cum Slut is all yours…” Yami moaned as Seto yanked him harder. They shifted and Yami straddled Seto’s hips. Both of their erections were already becoming wet with pre-essence.

“Put this on,” Seto demanded, holding the Seto’s Dirty Whore choker in his hands.” Yami put it on riding up and down on Seto, rubbing their erections together, cruelly. “You’re mine, Slut.”

“And you’re mine, Prick. Mine, mine, mine.” Seto growled. Yami moaned. “I have to m yom you again, I have to bite you.” Seto moved his head so Yami would have better access to him. He leaned over, the new angle that their dicks were at sent groans from both of them.

Yami bit Seto hard, Seto moaning. Yami licked the blood up and smiled evilly. Seto helped him back up. “Always, Dragon…always…”

“Come, Yami… prove you’re mine.”

“You first..”

“NO!”

“You asshole, come right now, Dragon…” Yami rubbed their erections harder, Seto screaming in pleasure. “Come, Dragon…show me you belong to me.”

Seto lifted his hips off the floor, Yami’s head going back in ecstasy. “You are mine, and you will come first, you Slut. Come right now!”

“You come, Bitch!” Yami grabbed Seto’s nipples and squeezed them, Seto’s eyes rolling back.

“Come you, Whore!” Seto sat up, Yami still in his lap. Yami’s legs were wrapped around Seto’s hips and Seto’s hands were on Yami’s back forcing Yami into his arousal.

Yami wrapped his arms around Seto’s neck. “Dragon… I need you…” Yami’s head flew back as he came, hard.

“YAMI…oh Gods, Baby…” Seto growled again his release covering everything in between them.

Yami opened eyeseyes back up and looked at his dragon for a moment. “I still hate you, don’t think this is okay again. It’s not. You still messed up.” Yami kissed Seto’s neck where he had marked him, his dick was already getting hard again.

“This fight is far from finished, Slut. I’m going to punish you for hitting me. You’re wearing the cock ring.” Seto moaned as Yami kissed his neck harder. “You’re leaving this room on a stretcher, Slut.”

Yami looked at him, his crimson eyes smoldering with desire. “You gonna make me wear the cock ring, Dragon? You gonna punish me?”

“All night, you masochistic whore.”

“And when you’re done punishing me you gonna fuck me?”

“Hard.”

“I’m going to fight you, Dragon…you’re gonna have marks and scratches everywhere…”

“It’s not a good punishment unless you’re misbehaving, is it?” Yami looked at Seto and they both smiled.

Author’s Endnotes: I know, you must wonder what the hell I’m doing. This chapter was all over the place. They’re okay, they’re not okay. They’re happy, they’re upset. And talk about possessive. They can’t leave each other because they belong to each other? What a nutty concept. But Yami said one thing that’s true, this fight isn’t over. We still don’t know why Seto came out, and Yami’s dream flashbacks are painting a very interesting picture. This is obviously an addiction for the two of them, but addictions are usually bad things. Especially since they’re both so sometime-ish with each other. Yes, I know it’s not a word. I guess we’ll have to see what’s next:

“HOLY SHIT, that’s JOEY!” They looked back at the television screen.

“Is there any credence to the rumors that Mr. Kaiba has a boyfriend?” Joey looked at the camera, like he was pondering an answer.

“Seto’s a very private guy. He wouldn’t appreciate it if I told everyone about his personal relationships.”

“So there is truth to the rumors. Mr. Kaiba does have a boyfriend?”

”Never said he did.”

“So he doesn’t have a boyfriend?”

“Didn’t say that either.”

“What are you saying?”

“I can’t really say. Perhaps after I come back from Kaiba Land with my complimentary season passes tomorrow I’ll have a better answer.” Joey looked at the camera. “Kaiba was so nice to give me and all my friends lifetime passes to all his amusement parks. Thanks Buddy!” Joey gave the camera the thumbs up.

“The mutt is about to get fixed,” Seto promised, glaring at the screen.