A Year With You

Jou stood in the hall with Yugi while Seto was in with Mokuba. He was mad but he was not going to take it out on Yugi. However he felt that Yami needed to understand his lover a bit more. “Yug’ I really think you should show Yami the tapes. I know that no one here trusts him with what is on them but I feel that he really needs to know.” His best friend looked at him for a long time then sighed deeply. “I think you are right Jou. I’m really sorry that we ruined your Prom night.” Jou chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s no big Yug’. It’s not like I won’t have a thousand more chances to dance with Seto in stuffy formal wear. I mean there is the Christmas Party or the six of them, then new years, any other parties or dinners. There is the rest of this year and all of next year and the year after that and the year after that. I plan on being with Seto for forever so we have all the time in the world. Prom is not that big of a deal.” His friend smiled and a deep voice made him jump as strong arms wrapped around him. “My puppy is right. Prom is not that big of a deal. Yugi please apologize to Yami, I lost my head a little when I saw Mokuba fall. My driver is ready to take you home when you are ready.” His friend smiled and grabbed Seto’s hand giving it a small squeeze. “You are a good person Kaiba. I am sorry because Yami and I got in a bit of a fight and he just happened to take it out on you.” He felt his lover nod and he watched as Yugi left silently collecting his boyfriend and leaving.

Seto stood with his arms around Jou waiting for his lover to say something. Jou sank against him heaving a heavy sigh. “You are one scary dude when you are pissed.” He chuckled into soft skin nipping at a tender neck. “I’m sorry.” His lover shrugged and turned wrapping long golden arms around his neck. “I’m not. Seto I love you. The more I know about you the more I love you. Tonight just showed me another side of you. It was darker and more frightening than I expected but I’m not sorry I saw it. It lets me know what would happen to any one if they ever hurt me or Mokuba. I love you Seto. I’m sorry things didn’t work out tonight I know you wanted to go to Prom.” Seto smiled and kissed Jou deeply. “I didn’t really want to go. I wanted you to ask me. I was feeling a bit neglected as you know. We worked it out. I did want to dance with you. I also wanted to have my hand on your sexy leather clad ass all night.” Jou gave him a big smile and lifted one of his hands placing it on the body part he was just talking about. Seto smiled and gave Jou’s ass a small squeeze then pulled his puppy in for a kiss.

Jou’s lips parted for Seto’s tongue and they stood just playfully kissing for a long while. Their tongues battled or bushed over one another with teasing caresses. It was warm and safe and it made Jou feel all fuzzy. His toes curled in pleasure and he kind of whished he was a cat so he could purr. He sank happily into the kiss twining a hand in Seto’s hair. He didn’t need anything but this. He had missed the tender sweet kisses and lazy morning caresses they used to share every morning. He had no idea what he was going to do when he moved out and couldn’t have this when ever the mood took him. What was he going to do with out this lover? The question was lost as Seto pulled him closer and his body melded to that of the taller teen.

Mokuba stood playing voyeur for a while. He needed to know that Seto would be fine with out him. Tonight had made him remember some of his worse memories. He knew more now however. He had watched most of the videos of the rape and abuse Seto had been subject to. What he had seen this night didn’t surprise him. Seto had destroyed his own life just to make sure that his little brother was safe, happy, and at want for nothing. He wanted to be the one to protect his brother but watching Jou he knew he would never be the one to do it. Seto needed more than protection, he needed saving. He wasn’t sure he was ready to save his brother. He wanted to; he just wasn’t sure how to pick up the pieces. “Get a room.” He said with a small sneer. His brother and Jou broke their kiss but the body contact remained. Mokuba felt a small smile steal his features as he looked at the two. “Are you ok Seto?” His brother looked at him and smiled slightly. “I’m fine as long as you and my puppy are safe.” He smiled and his brother pulled away from Jou gently stroking the hair from his face. Mokuba watched as intense blue eyes studied the small bump and the bruise above his eye. Long graceful fingers traced it with a feather light touch and a small kiss was placed to his head. “Seto…” Mokuba felt his eyes fill with tears as he looked at his brother. Seto had always been so much more to him and he wasn’t sure where he would be if his brother hadn’t struggled for his sake. “I hope you and Jou adopt kids some day. You’ll be the best father any one could ever ask for. You were the best father, mother and big brother I could ever ask for. I’m sorry I couldn’t and can’t do more for you. I owe you all that I am and I’ll never be sure how to thank you. I love you.” His brother smiled softly and kissed his head once more. “That is all the thanks I could ever ask for. I love you too Mokuba. You should get to bed its late.” Mokuba nodded dumbly then threw his arms around his brother hugging him tightly while silent tears rolled down his cheeks. He wasn’t sure why he was crying but he felt it was one of those moments when tears didn’t have to be understood to be ok.

Seto hugged his little brother, who wasn’t so little any more, as tightly as he could with out hurting him. “You’ve gotten big.” He said softly and his brother let out a ragged laugh. “I’ll always be your little brother.” He nodded not able to find the words to respond. “Good night Nii-san.” His brother gave him a kiss on the cheek then skipped off to bed. “Good night ototo.” He turned to his lover who smiled and held out a hand. “Let’s go turn on some music and dance my love.” He smiled and took Jou’s hand kissing it lightly while the two of them headed to his room.

Jou turned on some soft music then closed the door. Seto pulled him close and they started to sway to the music. Their fingers of one hand entwined. Jou smiled and buried his face in Seto’s neck sighing softly. “I love you.” He whispered softly. He felt Seto smile into his hair as his lover pulled him closer. “I love you too my sweet puppy.” Jou smiled up at his beautiful dragon who kissed him softly. “I must say, Jou, that this is much better than going to Prom. Unless you enjoy standing around in a crowed room while the DJ plays crappy music and every one jumps around like monkeys while trying to look cool. You and I are here alone with what ever music we like.” Jou grinned stealing a kiss. “Yeah and the bed is like three steps away.” His lover smiled then had then did a fancy spin and he was dipped on the bed. “There is always that.” He smiled up at Seto. They kissed softly just enjoying the feeling of one another. They made love and it was soft, sensual, and everything they both needed.

Yugi slowly lead Yami to Ryou’s house. He stopped as they came to the door and turned to his darker half. “If you use this to hurt Seto I will leave and I will never ever come back.” His darker half looked at him for a while but said nothing for a long while. “I will not use this to hurt Kaiba.” He nodded silently and led his Yami inside. Bakura stood inside the door with his arms crossed and a dark look on his face. “If you use what I am about to show you against Seto I will skin you alive and make you suffer.” Yugi looked to his lover who nodded silently.

Malik looked over Yami then looked to Yugi. He looked to Bakura then glanced at the closet that held the history of Kaiba’s pain. For a child to go through hell and come out on the other side alive said more for Kaiba and the kind of man he was better than anything else could. “I will do more than make you suffer if you hurt Kaiba.” The rod at his side shuddered. He glared at the item until it blinded him with a flash of bright light. “Let us not even mention what I will do if you hurt my light.” A deep smooth voice said softly.

Seth smirked as every one in the room stood gaping at him. He gently patted Yami on the cheek and calmly walked over to the closet and pulled out a video and handed it to Bakura. “Atemu I must say I am rather disappointed in you. Taking your anger with me out on Seto. My light has nothing to do with me and what happened in the past. In fact my light is not really my light. He is the light of another that was lost during that terrible time. He choose his looks to take care of the two people he loved more than anything. The two people he could never have because they belonged to me. He was my child’s nursemaid at the time. It is funny but his name escapes me. Even then he was part of me. However when I died as a punishment he became a much bigger part of me. His soul had been ravaged so Set took parts of my soul to make his complete. Do not mistake what I tell you, I love him as any dark loves their light but he is very much his own person. Do not tell him of me. He has found his happiness and that is all I have ever really wanted for him.” He sat in a flourish and turned on the television patting the spot next to him.

Yami sat slowly next to his cousin and once lover. He saw now why he had hated Kaiba. He hated Kaiba because he loved Seth and he had for a long time. However his cousin had taken his best friend Jono over him. It hurt. He also hated Seto because he didn’t see enough of Seth in the brunet. “Seeing you I now regret many of the things I did to your light. I am sorry.” Blue eyes turned to him and Seth smiled cupping his face and kissing him softly. “I am not the one who needs those words. Seto does. I fear my dear Pharaoh that you will have more to regret.” He turned as the television flickered. He sat in mute horror as he watched what played out on the screen before him. Tears rolled silently down his face as the screams of a terrified, brave, young boy echoed through out the room. Seto Kaiba had been raped and brutally beaten. “Now do you understand?” His light asked gently and he nodded. “How much more of this is there? How many hours did this boy suffer?” He watched Bakura and Malik exchange looks and he turned facing them. “It isn’t hours that he suffered this.” Bakura said gently. He walked over and opened the closet showing hundreds of tapes. “It was years. Years Atemu.” He turned back to the television screen and saw the sick pleasure the man got as the boy, Seto, begged for mercy. The images before him would haunt his soul forever. He knew now how much strength and love it took for Seto to face the day.