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three
Session 3
The blare of a car horn jolted me upright. Car horn?
"Move outta the way." Screamed some nut from his car.
It took me a while to realize that I lying in the middle of the street blocking up traffic. How did I..... I wondered as I slowly got to my feet taking in my surroundings. I was on the same street that I just left. This was too werid. Getting my footing back, I made my way back to the alley prepared to give that big eyed toddler a piece of my mind. Sure enough he was there, but he was diffenert some how. He taller then I last saw him and dressed way differently.
He had a crimson colored eyes that were hightlighted in black, he wore tighter then tight leather pants on that enticing frame, an opend shirt exposing a rock hard body of a god. He flicked away the remainer of an cigarette before parting his glossy lips to speak.
"We've been waiting for you mister Kaiba." He eased off the wall and headed down the alleyway just like before. I followed. What other choice did I have?
As we walked he felt along the wall as if he was looking for something. I didn't mind. My eyes stayed trained on the heartshaped curve of his perfect rear. Wait, where do that come from?
He stopped in front of the wall where his shorter self had lead me earlier tonight. He knocked three times in rapid susession. A rectangluar hole appeared, along with it a pair of green eyes.
"Yami, you got 'em?" Asked the eyes from the door.
"Yea," He replied jerking his thumb back my way.
The eyes disappeared and the door opened reveiling a place to me that I would have never thought possible in this plain of exisitence. Then again I had a feeling that I weren't in Domino anymore. I followed the one called Yami inside to be greeted by the loud blar got gothic rock music, neon glowing lights and half naked girls on rollblades severing drinks.
"What is this place?" I uttered to no one.
Yami had left me. I was alone like always.
"Welcome to Eden." A green haired beauty wearing only a virginal white slip dress greeted me while carrying a full tray of different colored drinks.
"Eden?" I repeated.
She nodded slightly careful not to spill her load.
"We've been expecting your arrival quit some time now Mr.Kaiba."
We were walking now, well she was skating as she lead me to a lone table dead center in the club. I sat, eyes trained on the stage in front of me. There was women dancing in wrought iron cages wearing skin tight leather outfits, that revealed some serious skin.
They were beautiful but did nothing for me, not surprising. I turned my attention back to the green haired doll still by my side.
" Excuse me miss, if you would be so kind-"
"All yours answers will be answered shortly. You'll just have to wait until then. Right now, I urge you to enjoy the show." With that she skated off leaving with words of wisdom and a watered down drink.
The velevt curtains opened to reveal the owner of the green eyes. He was tall, dark haired and wearing immpossibly tight jeans.
What is with everyone and those binding pants?
"Tonight, we have a special treat for all you Edenites."
The thunderous sound of applausd filled the room. I looked around noticing for the first time that I wasn't alone. There were men here, dressed in business attire making me feel under dressed for the ocassion. Whatever the occassion was. I barely heard what annoucer said, but I did caught the change in tempo of the music. Vanilla. Gackt's vanilla was going strong from all speakers present.
A hush came over the room. My eyes widen as a pale slender leg snaked through the folds. The curtains opened reveiling the most beautiful looking ceature I had ever seen. I wasn't sure what it was. On mean pair of stileotte boots, clad only in male's white colored oxford shirt strolled an white haired god or goddess. It moved towards me with astonshing grace for the speed that it was going. The stage was lengthening with each step, leading the dancer to me.
My eyes widen as I caught sight of the ink smeared tatoo on the chest.
Chest.
was a man.. He squatted down on his knees, those hard golden eyes burning into me. He placed a well manicured hand to my cheek. I leaned into his caress. The music was gone and so were the others in the room. Wait, this wasn't the club anymore, we were in my room.
I tried to sit up from my bed only to be gently pushed back down. I blinked twice staring up at my albino keeper.
"Relax, Seto. I'm yours. Tonight. Tomorrow. This week. Next week. This month. This year. This century."
I tried to swallowed the lump that had formed in the back of my throat.
"Please tell me you're not really here." I breahed.
A smile just crossed the lightly painted lips as he bend low to kiss me. His lips were soft, sweet and carried with it no type of ill intent. Only because I wanted this. But there was something wrong with this picture. I was sleeping, I'm sure of it. But this, that kiss. Everything around me.....It felt too real.
Afraid. Fuck that, terrified I broke away from the what he was offering.Those eyes stared at me, confusion and hurt shone clearly in those eyes.
"No more games." I rasped getting a hold of myself.
The figure before me crossed his arms over his chest. I looked over his body once more. He was dressed now, the shirt was buttoned and he wore a pair of low slung jeans.
"What are you, who are you and why are you here?"
The boy just smiled as the room suddenly filled with music and lights. A stage rose underneath his feet, as I was thrown backward into a chair. With mike in hand he started to sing,
"Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy Your twentieth century boy
Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy Your twentieth century toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Rock 'n' roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy Your twentieth century boy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy"
He finished taking a bow as he did. I just stared at him not sure whether or not to clap or laugh.
"Well, what did you think?" He asked me as he stepped down from the stage dropping the mike as he did..
"You're nuts, kid." I answered him with the shake of my head.
He shook his head too. Those spikey locks flying as he did.
"It's worst then that. I'm yours." He giggled.
Mine. I always wanted something that was mine. Truly mine.
"Explain."
"Well...."
The room was beginning to shift and change. We were no longer in my bedroom but gracing the table of one of my favorite restuarants.
"What happened?" I asked taking in the all the sounds of the city that I was used to hearing in this outdoor cafe.
"You wanted a change of scenery." He replied simply.
"I did that? I've been controlling every aspect of this world?" This was too much. This wasn't a computer simulation but felt sooo close to one.
He nodded, as he did he raised a hand signaling a passing waiter.
"Coffee?" He directed at me.
I nodded. He ordered, two coffeees for us knowing exactly what I wanted.
"Do I control you. I mean since you claim that I have everything in this world under my control, I have to know. Does that rule apply to you?"
He just smiled at me.
"What do you think, Seto? Hell, you haven't even named me yet."
"Named you?" I repeated in disbelief.
The thought of naming another person, especailly one that looked old enough to have named themself was just strange.
"Bakura." I said after much careful consideration.
Bakura frowned at first but then his face slowly soften to the name.
"As you wish." He muttered.
We ate creasants, drink coffee and he listened politely to all my ramblings about my brother. I was sure he didn't really give two shits but he seemed interested just the same.
"Bakura," I started to say but was suddenly cut short by the high pitched wail of my alarm clock. Alarm clock? I opened my eyes to find that I was in my room once again, but this time I was alone.
I rosed to my feet heading to the bathroom only to find myself on my back due to slipping on an unknown object. I sat up, reached forward picking up the object. My skipped an beat as I realized that it was the mircophone from my dream.
session 4
I turned the object in my hands several times trying to completely fathom what I was actually holding. There had to be a logical explaination to this. Let's look at the facts shall we? Yes this was the very same one from my dream, no I didn't own one of my own, and further more....I really don't know what else to say. This had to be some freaky coincendence.
"Onii-san! You okay in there? I heard a big crash." Mokuba called from the other side of my door.
I got to my feet.
"I'm fine." I called back to him as I headed toward the bathroom.
I didn't need his sympathy. It wasn't like he really cared whether or not that I was fine. I threw my body under the heat of the shower feeling the burn of the scalding water. I needed the heat to assure me that I was awake. I was really here and that the pain throbbing in my lower back was real as well. My skin was red as a tomato by the time I was done my shower.
I dressed in slacks, a tie, a loose blue shirt and a sports jacket. Not my best outfit but today I didn't care. My eyes rested on the bag on my bed. Take it with you. A voice urged in my head. Why not?I walked over to the bed slipping the bag into my pocket,I then strolled out the room, down into the kitchen for my morning coffee and bagel. Mokuba was already at the table. Spoon to his lips ready to take in a mouthful of god knows what.
"Where'd you go last night?'' He asked me through a mouthful of food.
Disgusted, I replied,"What did I tell you about talking with your mouthful?"
He swallowed down what he had been chewing on,"What did you tell me about answering a question with a question? It's rude." He spat.
I don't need this shit. I got to my feet heading for the garage. Dave, my driver rose to his feet from his place in the corner following close behind me.
"I'm driving myself today." I told him over my shoulder."
His footsteps retreated. I opened the door to jag and headed off to work.
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A/n I should be starting the squel soon.
The blare of a car horn jolted me upright. Car horn?
"Move outta the way." Screamed some nut from his car.
It took me a while to realize that I lying in the middle of the street blocking up traffic. How did I..... I wondered as I slowly got to my feet taking in my surroundings. I was on the same street that I just left. This was too werid. Getting my footing back, I made my way back to the alley prepared to give that big eyed toddler a piece of my mind. Sure enough he was there, but he was diffenert some how. He taller then I last saw him and dressed way differently.
He had a crimson colored eyes that were hightlighted in black, he wore tighter then tight leather pants on that enticing frame, an opend shirt exposing a rock hard body of a god. He flicked away the remainer of an cigarette before parting his glossy lips to speak.
"We've been waiting for you mister Kaiba." He eased off the wall and headed down the alleyway just like before. I followed. What other choice did I have?
As we walked he felt along the wall as if he was looking for something. I didn't mind. My eyes stayed trained on the heartshaped curve of his perfect rear. Wait, where do that come from?
He stopped in front of the wall where his shorter self had lead me earlier tonight. He knocked three times in rapid susession. A rectangluar hole appeared, along with it a pair of green eyes.
"Yami, you got 'em?" Asked the eyes from the door.
"Yea," He replied jerking his thumb back my way.
The eyes disappeared and the door opened reveiling a place to me that I would have never thought possible in this plain of exisitence. Then again I had a feeling that I weren't in Domino anymore. I followed the one called Yami inside to be greeted by the loud blar got gothic rock music, neon glowing lights and half naked girls on rollblades severing drinks.
"What is this place?" I uttered to no one.
Yami had left me. I was alone like always.
"Welcome to Eden." A green haired beauty wearing only a virginal white slip dress greeted me while carrying a full tray of different colored drinks.
"Eden?" I repeated.
She nodded slightly careful not to spill her load.
"We've been expecting your arrival quit some time now Mr.Kaiba."
We were walking now, well she was skating as she lead me to a lone table dead center in the club. I sat, eyes trained on the stage in front of me. There was women dancing in wrought iron cages wearing skin tight leather outfits, that revealed some serious skin.
They were beautiful but did nothing for me, not surprising. I turned my attention back to the green haired doll still by my side.
" Excuse me miss, if you would be so kind-"
"All yours answers will be answered shortly. You'll just have to wait until then. Right now, I urge you to enjoy the show." With that she skated off leaving with words of wisdom and a watered down drink.
The velevt curtains opened to reveal the owner of the green eyes. He was tall, dark haired and wearing immpossibly tight jeans.
What is with everyone and those binding pants?
"Tonight, we have a special treat for all you Edenites."
The thunderous sound of applausd filled the room. I looked around noticing for the first time that I wasn't alone. There were men here, dressed in business attire making me feel under dressed for the ocassion. Whatever the occassion was. I barely heard what annoucer said, but I did caught the change in tempo of the music. Vanilla. Gackt's vanilla was going strong from all speakers present.
A hush came over the room. My eyes widen as a pale slender leg snaked through the folds. The curtains opened reveiling the most beautiful looking ceature I had ever seen. I wasn't sure what it was. On mean pair of stileotte boots, clad only in male's white colored oxford shirt strolled an white haired god or goddess. It moved towards me with astonshing grace for the speed that it was going. The stage was lengthening with each step, leading the dancer to me.
My eyes widen as I caught sight of the ink smeared tatoo on the chest.
Chest.
was a man.. He squatted down on his knees, those hard golden eyes burning into me. He placed a well manicured hand to my cheek. I leaned into his caress. The music was gone and so were the others in the room. Wait, this wasn't the club anymore, we were in my room.
I tried to sit up from my bed only to be gently pushed back down. I blinked twice staring up at my albino keeper.
"Relax, Seto. I'm yours. Tonight. Tomorrow. This week. Next week. This month. This year. This century."
I tried to swallowed the lump that had formed in the back of my throat.
"Please tell me you're not really here." I breahed.
A smile just crossed the lightly painted lips as he bend low to kiss me. His lips were soft, sweet and carried with it no type of ill intent. Only because I wanted this. But there was something wrong with this picture. I was sleeping, I'm sure of it. But this, that kiss. Everything around me.....It felt too real.
Afraid. Fuck that, terrified I broke away from the what he was offering.Those eyes stared at me, confusion and hurt shone clearly in those eyes.
"No more games." I rasped getting a hold of myself.
The figure before me crossed his arms over his chest. I looked over his body once more. He was dressed now, the shirt was buttoned and he wore a pair of low slung jeans.
"What are you, who are you and why are you here?"
The boy just smiled as the room suddenly filled with music and lights. A stage rose underneath his feet, as I was thrown backward into a chair. With mike in hand he started to sing,
"Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy Your twentieth century boy
Friends says it's fine, friends says it's good
Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood
Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy Your twentieth century toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like Rock 'n' roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat, sting like a bee
Babe i'm gonna be your man
And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your toy Your twentieth century boy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy
Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy"
He finished taking a bow as he did. I just stared at him not sure whether or not to clap or laugh.
"Well, what did you think?" He asked me as he stepped down from the stage dropping the mike as he did..
"You're nuts, kid." I answered him with the shake of my head.
He shook his head too. Those spikey locks flying as he did.
"It's worst then that. I'm yours." He giggled.
Mine. I always wanted something that was mine. Truly mine.
"Explain."
"Well...."
The room was beginning to shift and change. We were no longer in my bedroom but gracing the table of one of my favorite restuarants.
"What happened?" I asked taking in the all the sounds of the city that I was used to hearing in this outdoor cafe.
"You wanted a change of scenery." He replied simply.
"I did that? I've been controlling every aspect of this world?" This was too much. This wasn't a computer simulation but felt sooo close to one.
He nodded, as he did he raised a hand signaling a passing waiter.
"Coffee?" He directed at me.
I nodded. He ordered, two coffeees for us knowing exactly what I wanted.
"Do I control you. I mean since you claim that I have everything in this world under my control, I have to know. Does that rule apply to you?"
He just smiled at me.
"What do you think, Seto? Hell, you haven't even named me yet."
"Named you?" I repeated in disbelief.
The thought of naming another person, especailly one that looked old enough to have named themself was just strange.
"Bakura." I said after much careful consideration.
Bakura frowned at first but then his face slowly soften to the name.
"As you wish." He muttered.
We ate creasants, drink coffee and he listened politely to all my ramblings about my brother. I was sure he didn't really give two shits but he seemed interested just the same.
"Bakura," I started to say but was suddenly cut short by the high pitched wail of my alarm clock. Alarm clock? I opened my eyes to find that I was in my room once again, but this time I was alone.
I rosed to my feet heading to the bathroom only to find myself on my back due to slipping on an unknown object. I sat up, reached forward picking up the object. My skipped an beat as I realized that it was the mircophone from my dream.
session 4
I turned the object in my hands several times trying to completely fathom what I was actually holding. There had to be a logical explaination to this. Let's look at the facts shall we? Yes this was the very same one from my dream, no I didn't own one of my own, and further more....I really don't know what else to say. This had to be some freaky coincendence.
"Onii-san! You okay in there? I heard a big crash." Mokuba called from the other side of my door.
I got to my feet.
"I'm fine." I called back to him as I headed toward the bathroom.
I didn't need his sympathy. It wasn't like he really cared whether or not that I was fine. I threw my body under the heat of the shower feeling the burn of the scalding water. I needed the heat to assure me that I was awake. I was really here and that the pain throbbing in my lower back was real as well. My skin was red as a tomato by the time I was done my shower.
I dressed in slacks, a tie, a loose blue shirt and a sports jacket. Not my best outfit but today I didn't care. My eyes rested on the bag on my bed. Take it with you. A voice urged in my head. Why not?I walked over to the bed slipping the bag into my pocket,I then strolled out the room, down into the kitchen for my morning coffee and bagel. Mokuba was already at the table. Spoon to his lips ready to take in a mouthful of god knows what.
"Where'd you go last night?'' He asked me through a mouthful of food.
Disgusted, I replied,"What did I tell you about talking with your mouthful?"
He swallowed down what he had been chewing on,"What did you tell me about answering a question with a question? It's rude." He spat.
I don't need this shit. I got to my feet heading for the garage. Dave, my driver rose to his feet from his place in the corner following close behind me.
"I'm driving myself today." I told him over my shoulder."
His footsteps retreated. I opened the door to jag and headed off to work.
```
A/n I should be starting the squel soon.