Possession

First Things First: Aw, shucks, thanks for the reviews. (I’ve secretly always wanted to say Aw, shucks.) Here’s another chapter, hope you enjoy it. This chapter things grow a bit more intense. I still don’t know where I want this story to go. But writing this chapter gave me a new perspective on the story, so I’m optimistic the ending will come to me like the ending came to me of Rivals. Anyway, this chapter picks up where we left off, Seto and Yami are on their way to Tokyo, and Seto’s reflecting on a conversation he had with Duke at Tristan’s house. As for the lyrics, I used one of my absolute favorite R&B songs of all time. ^_^

Disclaimer: I don’t want to say it, but if I must… no Yugioh’s for me.


Chapter 5: Water Runs D


Now they can see the tears in our eyes
But we deny the pain that lies deep in our hearts
Well maybe that's a pain we can't hide
'Cause everybody knows that we're both torn apart
Why do we hurt each other
Why do we push love away

Let's don't wait till the water runs dry
We might watch our whole lives pass us by
Let's don't wait till the water runs dry
We'll make the biggest mistake of our lives
Don't do it baby

Some people work things out
And some just don’t know how to change

~Water Runs Dry
Boys II Men


Seto glanced at Yami again, as if the sleeping teen would spontaneously wake up if he glared hard enough at him. If Seto were in a bitchy mood he’d kick Yami awake. But he knew the shorter male needed his rest, Seto had kept him up all night. Yami wasn’t being punished for anything, but Seto wanted Yami in the cock ring, so that had lengthened their lovemaking. He had tried to trick Yami into not wanting to go to Tokyo with him for the weekend, but he had no such luck.

And so Yami slept, laid out in the limo.

He was truly beautiful when he slept. Although, it looked like he was having some kind of intense dream, the way his eyeballs moved. Seto was hypnotized by the way they ran back and fourth across his closed eyelids.

Seto sighed. Yami wasn’t the only one tired. He had chosen to have the limo take them so he could sleep. But he was plagued by the conversation that he had at Tristan’s house yesterday. He had been just about ready to leave, having enough of the peanut gallery:


“Where the fuck is my sunscreen, Mutt, where did you put it? Did you bring it in here like I told you to?”

Joey made a face. “Yeah, Kaiba. It’s here somewhere.”

“I’m not seeing it. You sure you brought it in here?”

“Yeah. It wasn’t a difficult task. Any idiot could have done it.”

“I know, Mutt, but you were the only idiot going into the house.” Joey’s eyes narrowed and his hands balled into fists.

“Kaiba, I should…”

“Joey…” Joey turned around and looked at Duke. “Don’t fight with Kaiba.” Joey sighed. “Here, Sweetie.” Joey’s boyfriend held out his hand. Joey walked over to him. “Here, take this and et set some ice cream with Yugi.” Joey smiled and took the money. He waited until Duke kissed him before he trotted off to go find his best friend.

“At least you’ve gotten him trained.” Duke looked up at Seto and smirked. “What is it you see in him, if you don’t mind me asking.”

“Not at all.” Duke walked over the refrigerator and pulled out a can of soda. “Want one?” Duke asked, poking his head past the door. Seto nodded. Duke tossed him one and walked over to where Seto was leaned against the counter. “So me and Joey, what do you want to know.”

“I’m only asking to quell my curiosity, I don’t really care either way.”

“Of course.”

“I mean, I guess even dunces deserve to find love, I’d just always assumed he’d find a nice Dalmatian or something to settle down with.” Duke laughed. “What is it you see in him that I’ve completely missed?”

“It’s not something I can quantify. Love’s a funny emotion, you can’t explain it, and even if you tried to you’d sell it short.”

“How did you wind up in love with him? I’d think you’d have some type of standards.”

“You can’t choose who you’re in love with. Hell, if I had a choice I wouldn’t be gay. I was happy pretending to chase after Joey’s sister, until it occurred to me that I was full of shit, and I wasn’t really interested in her. I don’t know, Kaiba, you’re in love, you should know how hard it is to describe.”

“I’m not asking for a dictionary definition of the meaning of love, I just wonder how you found yourself infatuated with Joey.”

“Kind of happened overnight. I didn’t think things would work for us, I mean, I wasn’t on his list of favorite people after my little puppy dog stunt.” Seto chuckled at the memory. “In any case, I was lucky that he’s caring enough to forgive. Now things are really good for us. He’s such a doll, really my whole world, besides the business.”

“But why?”

Duke shrugged. “Because that’s the way things are. Analyzing love just leads to frustration. Can you honestly remember the exact moment you realized you were in love with Yami? Or more importantly, can you explain why it is you’re in love with him?”

“It happened. I had no say.”

“You never do.”

“It was only supposed to be a sex thing. Then all these messy emotions got in the way. I never signed up for love. I only agreed to casual sex.”

“It wasn’t like you didn’t love him before that. You just didn’t realize it at the time.” Seto looked at Duke and back at his untouched soda. He wondered how much of what happened last summer Yami had related to the rest of his friends.

Seto changed the subject. This wasn’t a discussion of Yami and him, this was about Duke and Joey.

“Don’t you ever wish Joey were different, that he wasn’t…” Duke shot him a glance. Seto searched for a word. “That he wasn’t unique in his thinking processes.”

“Joey’s not perfect. But he’s perfect for me, and that’s all that matters. And if Joey were any different he wouldn’t be that loveable goofball I fell in love with. Yes, there are times I wonder where he comes up with half the things he says. I mean, come on, what kind of word is “sometime-ish” anyway?” Seto smiled. “But he’s my sweetie, and I love him. He’s a ten, inside and out.” Seto and Duke exchanged looks. “And it doesn’t hurt any that he’s great in bed.”

Seto’s eyebrows met. Duke shook his head affirmatively. “Yeah, he’s quite the little sex bicycle. Makes the most fantastic noises this side of Domino. Quite obedient, if you catch my drift.” Seto made a face. Didn’t Duke know this was definitely an over-share? “And just between the two of us, he loves it when I call him “Puppy” and play with his ears.”

Seto looked at Duke not sure whether to be disgusted by the mental image a naked, writhing, Joey created, or somewhat turned on. Joey actually hadn’t looked completely horrible in his bathing trunks. Fuck, now he could never look at the blond the same again. Or call him Puppy without feeling weird as all Hell.

And just as if on cue, Joey scampered back into the kitchen. Seto watched the emerald of Duke’s eyes sparkle as Joey walked over to him, and Seto couldn’t help but let his eyes wander to the two rounded globes of the blond’s ass. Not as cute as Yami’s ass, but not bad by any means. Damn it, now he was checking the mutt out. He made a mental note to lecture Duke about keeping his bedroom situation to himself from now on.

Joey was leaning against Duke, his eyes all googly. “More, Joey?” Joey nodded, and gave Duke a look. Duke only smiled in response, and Seto smirked to himself as he watched the blond play the raven-haired teen like a finely tuned fiddle. Seto lifted his eyebrows. Not only had Duke given in and given Joey more money, for what, gods knew, but the game creator had given Joey his credit card on top of that.

Joey smiled, and gave Duke a sweet little kiss in response. Duke ran his hand on Joey’s cheek. “Don’t be too long, Sweetie, you need a bath, you’re a mess.”

“Okay. Love you,” Joey half mumbled, as Duke kissed Joey’s nose.

“I love you too.” Joey smiled again and turned to leave. “Say goodbye to Kaiba.”

“Bye, Kaiba. See you later. Thanks again for the passes. It was really nice of you.” Joey smiled, and headed back out of the house, Duke watching his every movement.

Duke and Seto exchanged looks. “I know, I’m a pushover when it comes to him. He doesn’t even have to ask me, he just walks up to me and I do whatever he wants.”

“So I see.”

ass ass is worth it though, he always shakes it really cutely when he’s happy.”

“Aw, just like a doggie shaking his tail when it’s excited.”

“There’s no need to be so sarcastic about it.”

“If I’m not sarcastic who’s going to do it?” Duke smiled.

“You ever give Yami money?”

“Constantly.”

“Does he have to ask?”

“Never. Actually he’s never asked once.” Duke smiled knowingly. “What? What are you smiling about?” It’sIt’s nice to see I’m not the only one being led around by the nose around here.”

“Look, Yami and I are completely different.”

“Please, Kaiba. You’re so whipped.”

“I am not.”

“Everyone knows it.”

“I’m not whipped!” Seto’s eyes narrowed. He hated getting upset, especially over something so stupid, but it was the principle. And he certainly wasn’t whipped, as this dice idiot was implying. He wasn’t whipped. “I’m most certainly not whipped.”

“There was lesippiipping going on during The Ten Commandments. Just admit it. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. It’s better than being in denial”

“Okay, first of all, I’m not in denial.”

“You’re denying you’re in denial.”

“I’m not denying that I’m in denial.”

“If you’re not denying that you’re in denial than you’re in denial.”

Seto made a face. “What, is a side-effect of sleeping with Joey that you get some of his stupid?”

“Since when is “stupid” a noun?”

“I’m not denying I’m in denial, because I’m not in denial in the first place. I am not whipped.”

“You so are.”

“Misery loves company, you’re just trying to compare your situation with Joey to my situation with Yami. There’s no comparison, Hell, I’m not even Yami’s boyfriend.”

“Dragon, what are you carrying on about in here?” Seto turned to look at the teen in question. “Dragon, I thought we agreed that you were going to get along with my friends today.”

“No, you agreed to that.”

“Dragon.” Yami narrowed his eyes sharply.

“Am I supposed to be intimidated by that, Yami?” Yami gave Seto a simple look and turned to Duke.

“Do you know where Tristan keeps the cream-sicles?”

“There’s a box in the outside cooler.” Yami smiled at Duke and glanced at Seto.

“So help me, Yami, if you…”

“Dragon, I thought we agreed that you wanted to come. Correct?” Seto looked close to growling. “Or did you not want to come?”

“Yami.”

“Dragon? Didn’t you want to come? Because if you didn’t that’s fine.” Seto swallowed.

“Of course I wanted to come, Baby,” Seto said curtly. Yami smiled.

“Of course.” Yami looked almost evil as his smile grew. “Yugi and Joey wanted me to go with them to the store, Tristan needre cre charcoal for the barbeque, and they want to buy a beach ball and some other things. I trust you’ll behave yourself while I’m gone, Dragon.”

“Why wouldn’t I, Sweet Pea?” Seto asked, his blue eyes stormy with repressed anger. He didn’t care whether he was punishing the shorter teen or not, Yami was wearing the cock ring tonight.

“Okay, then, I’m heading to the store.”

“My wallet’s in the beach bag Mokuba brought for me. It’s in the living room.” Yami quirked an eyebrow. “Don’t you want money?” Yami shrugged. “Just take whatever you need, Baby.”

“Okay, Dragon.” Yami started off. “What if you don’t have any small bills?”

“Just take the card then.”

“The platinum?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

Duke had the decency to wait until Yami had left the room before he started laughing hysterically. “Drink your soda, Kaiba, it’ll help you wash down your foot.”

Seto shot Duke his death glare and left the house.


The CEO’s gaze fell back onto Yami, who curled up and smiled at him. “How long have you been staring at me?” he asked softly, not bothering to sit up.

“A while. Since you were asleep.” Yami smiled a little brighter.

“How much longer before we’re in the city?”

“Twenty minutes, tops.”

“So what happens once we get to the hotel, are there going to be paparazzi waiting for you?” Seto shrugged. “You gonna have the limo drop me off at the corner so I can walk up to the hotel?”

“That’s a good idea.” Yami frowned. “I’m only kidding, Baby.” Yami narrowed his eyes. “Don’t get like this.”

“Go fyouryourself.”

“Are you gonna start this bullshit again?”

“I hate you.”

“Fine. Good for you.”

“You’re a fucking asshole, and I despise you.” Seto sighed. Why was Yami being so vicious? He wasn’t usually this cranky after he slept. Seto crossed the limo and gathered Yami up into his arms before he could start again.

“You promised to be on your best behavior, you said if I let you come on my trip that you’d try to get along with me.” Yami said nothing but allowed Seto to embrace him. “I’m not spending this entire time between meetings and interviews fighting. Now if you can’t play nice, I’ll have the limo take you back home.”

“You made me wear the cock ring for two hours last night.” Seto smirked. So that’s why Yami was so bitter. “I begged you, I begged you and you wouldn’t take it off.”

“Awww, poor baby. Dragon’s so sorry.”

“You’re mocking me.”

“Indeed.” Yami’s eyes shot open with his rage. “Baby, calm down.” Yami looked like he was ready to explode. “I was just joking.” The look he was getting from his lover looked down right deadly. “Yami, please.”

“I HATE YOU SO MUCH.” Seto winced. “I HATE YOU!!!!!!”

“Baby, please.”

“I’m going to make your trip miserable, and if you try sending me home I’ll run to the media and tell them about us, and if you deny it I’ll have Joey, and Tristan, and Yugi, and all the rest of my friends attest to our situation. And when we’re through with you, lifetime passes to Kaiba Land is going to be the least of your troubles you contemptuous prick. Your name is going to be ruined, people won’t think of Kaiba without thinking of his scorned ex-lover. You’re going to be the laughing stock of the business world, you’re going to look incompetent and foolish. And if I have my way, you won’t be able to sell a pack of Duel Monster cards, let alone anything else related to gaming. Try me, Seto. You think you’re funny, and cute, but you’re not. And if you want your indiscretions to blow up in your smug, pretty boy face I can arrange that.”

“How dare you threaten me, Yami. Just who do you think you’re talking to? Have you lost your mind?”

“Do you think this is a joke, that I won’t go through with it? Your mystery boyfriend is the news story of the summer, all I need is one reporter, one interview and you’re done for.”

Seto gave Yami uninterested look. “You’d never go to the media, Yami. So stop talking shit.”

“I would.”

“You wouldn’t because despite any ill will you may harbor for me, your love for me would never allow you to harm me.” Yami glared at the CEO. “You lost any bargaining power over me the minute you realized and told me you’re in love with me. That’s why you don’t admit feelings, that’s why you don’t allow yourself to fall into love. You’re not the same Yami anymore. You’re someone entirely different.”

Yami couldn’t help the way his features softened. He was faltering. Fuck Seto for being right. Yami crossed his hands over his chest. Seto sighed again. He was going to regret this, he was never going to live this down, but he supposed this was the price for falling in love. He swallowed and looked at his enraged lover.

“Yami, would we be okay again if I let you take me in the limo?” Yami quirked an eyebrow. “I know you want to. I’ll lie down on the floor and give myself to you. Completely.” Yami hesitated. “I’m all yours, Baby. Yours to do what you want. I’m you’re bitch. Obedient, and ready to be fucked.”

Yami smiled. Seto rolled his eyes at his submission and lay on the floor. Damn him for letting Yami do this. And he knew this was going to hurt, because Yami hadn’t taken him in a month or so at this point. It was too late to back out of this n Yam Yami was already on his belt buckle, already preparing himself. Seto shivered. He hated this. He hated Yami.y way was he doing this for him? Damn love, damn love for messing him all up. Why should he do this for Yami? Yami was the one that was being bitchy and nasty. Seto was trying to be mature, Yami was intent on being whiney and mean.

“Get on the floor, Dragon. On your back with your legs wide.” Seto looked at his lover, Yami was already undressed, his dick standing at attention.


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Seto allowed Yami to redo his pants as the limo entered the Tokyo city limits. He was going to be sore now, he hoped the fucker was happy. Yami smiled up at him, as if he hadn’t just threatened him, and told him he hated him. I hate you with a vengeance, Yami. I truly, truly hate you.

“Dragon?” Yami questioned, sitting on Seto’s lap.

“You got what you want, get the fuck away from me, Slut.”

“Why are you being so hostile?”

“Because I hate you. I wish you didn’t come with me on my trip. I was glad when I found out I had to go to Tokyo this weekend because it meant being away from you for a few days.” Yami looked at Seto who narrowed his eyes. He slid off Seto’s lap and sat on the opposite side of the limo.

“Say the word, and I’ll go home,” Yami offered looking down into his lap.

“Go home, I don’t want you with me. I want to be away from you. As far away as I can get. I despise you.” Yami looked up into Seto’s eyes.

“Fine, I’ll go back home. You can be alone this weekend. I’m sorry I imposed on you.” Yami looked down again, but said nothing more. Seto kept his eyes narrowed, still angry. At what he wasn’t quite sure. But he had obviously hurt Yami’s feelings.

Deeply.

The “I hate yous” were common, Yami couldn’t be upset about that. He was probably hurt at Seto telling him he wanted to be away from him for a few days. That hadn’t been a total lie, he did like being by himself now and then. But he certainly wasn’t glad he was going to be away from Yami. In fact he was glad it was only a few days because he didn’t want to be apart from his baby for so long. Damn it, what was this fetish they both had of hurting each other?

Yami wasn’t even looking up at him anymore. He had really done it now. He swallowed and headed onto Yami’s side of the limo. Yami slid as far away from him as he could without getting off the seat.

“Baby, I didn’t mean what I said. I’m sorry. I was upset. It hurt when you took me. You know I hate being submissive, I rarely ever get any pleasure from it.”

“Then why did you offer?” Yami asked, giving Seto a look. As soon as Seto showed some vulnerability Yami was all over it. His voice was its usual tone, and his eyes were dark and threatening.

It was like a feeding frenzy for them. It was all instinct. Vulnerability polluted the ocean between them like thick blood. As soon as it was present the other pounced and exploited it.

“I offered because I felt bad about last night.”

“You’re full of shit.”

“I’m trying to have a conversation with you and you’re cursing and acting ridiculous.”

“You didn’t even give me a reason why I had to wear the cock ring last night, you just put it on me. Then you left me tied to the bed while you went and watched television for half an hour. If you felt so bad about doing it you wouldn’t have done it. You do horrible things to me nightly, but I put up with it, I submit to you. Punishments, degradation. And you get taken once, once and you act like a bitch. Is there any wonder why I hate you, Seto? Why I can’t stand the sight of you half the time I’m in your presence.”

“For someone who can’t stand the sight of me, you sure find excuses to be around me. Forcing me to come with you to be with your friends, asking to come with me on my trip.”

“Do you have any idea what it’s lto bto be around my friends when they’re all over each other? Even Bakura’s found romance. I don’t like being around them and being the odd man out. If I wasn’t so sure you’d object I’d date someone else.”

“Damn right I’d object. You’re not allowed to see anyone else.” Yami rolled his eyes. “You’re not.”

“What would you do to me if I did?” Yami crawled back into his dragon’s lap and straddled him. “You’d punish me?”

“Like no punishment you ever endured before.” Yami smiled.

“What else would you do to me? Would you make me wear the cock ring?”

“And the vibrator.” Seto held him possessively. “You’re mine, Yami, no one’s allowed to look at you, let alone touch you.”

“I’m going to need a date for Duke’s party, since you refuse to go with me, I’m just going to have to go with someone else.”

“No.”

“Yes, Dragon.”

“I don’t want anyone else near you, Baby.” Seto nuzzled Yami’s neck. “You’re mine, Baby. Mine.”

“Am I yours?” Yami asked with a smirk.

“All mine. Only mine.” Seto kissed Yami hard, Yami moaning at the contact. There was something a bit arousing at the thought of being Seto’s and Seto being so possessive with him. Turned him on, for some unknown reason.

The limo slowed to a stop. “We’re here, Baby.” Yami gave Seto a look and removed himself from Seto’s lap. “I’m glad you came with me, Baby. I’m sorry I was nasty to you last night and just now. Please come wit?” ?” Yami sighed.

“Okay, Dragon.” Seto smiled. “So, how we getting inside?”

“If anyone’s around to ask, you’re my personal assistant.” Seto waited for the door of the limo to open and he stepped out first, instinctively giving Yami his hand. Yami squinted his eyes at the flashbulbs.

There were cameras everywhere. A chorus of “Mr. Kaiba’s” filled his ears. Seto was used to it, Yami wasn’t. He was blinded and damn near death, he blinked multiple times, he could see Seto avoiding the reporters andkingking closer to the hotel, he was left to drown in the sea of the media.

“And you are, are you Seto’s boyfriend?” Yami winced as a microphone was shoved at him, roughly.

“I’m his personal assistant. I don’t have any comment. Leave me alone.” He couldn’t even see anymore, there was a microphone half shoved up his nose, there were cameras and notebooks in his face. He caught a glimpse of his taller lover who was unmoved by the attention. Seto was signing an autograph, putting his signature on some kids dueling disk. He’d never get into the hotel. Seto was going to walk inside and leave him out here to be eaten alive by the wolves.

“Can you define your job position?”

“How long have you been his personal assistant?”

“Do you know who Mr. Kaiba’s boyfriend is?”

Seto turned around, a little surprised Yami wasn’t right behind him anymore. He had a split second to decide what to do. If Yami was just his personal assistant then he should be unconcerned what was happening to him and just walk inside the hotel. It would only look more suspicious if he walked back over to Yami and rescued him from the mob. He glanced at Yami again. Yami caught his eye for a moment before a reporter blocked his path.

He couldn’t leave his baby like this.

Seto walked back through the crowushiushing them out of the way. “I’m only going to say this once more, my personal life is my business. Anyone that I am or am not seeing is my business. I will not have you hounding my personal assistant anymore with your questions. He is late getting me ready for my meetings tomorrow. Neither of us have any further comments.” Seto grabbed Yami’s wrist and yanked him away from one of the reporters.

He let go of his wrist once Yami was in the safety of the hotel. None of the reporters were stupid enough to come inside after them, especially since Seto owned this hotel and many of the reporters knew they’d be arrested on the spot if they entered.

“Dragon, I…”

“Wait until we’re upstairs in the room, Yami.” Seto didn’t look at him as he spoke and started walking off, Yami taking a moment before he caught up to Seto in the elevator. Yami obeyed Seto’s instructions still not speaking as they were headed for their room on the top floor.

This suite was reserved strictly for himself, of course, and he knew that things ie roe room would be just as he left them the last time he was here, a week or so ago.

Seto opened the door, allowing Yami to enter first. Both teens took off their shoes. “Good, our bags are already here.” Yami looked around. The room looked like a small apartment. Seto walked over to one of his bags and pulled out his laptop. “Baby, I have to check my email really quick, okay?”

“Yeah.” Seto walked into the bedroom, and settled himself on the bed. Yami went exploring.

“You okay, Baby?” Seto called after a while.

“Yes, Dragon.” Yami entered the bedroom with two glasses. “This place has quite the wet bar.”

“Um hum.” Seto took one of the glasses from his lover’s hands. “What’s this, Baby?”

“White Russian.” Seto took a sip.

“It’s strong, what, did you add all the vodka?”

“Something like that.”

“Trying to get me inebriated?”

“Something like that.” Yami smiled at him and walked over to the other side of the bed and sat down. “Hold this?” Seto held Yami’s drink and waited until Yami was leaning against him before he gave the drink back. “There are menus, for dinner. We can order something up, or we can go down stairs. I can call ahead and have the private dinning room reserved. There’s even a back entrance so no one has to see us when we go down there.”

“I’d like to go down for dinner, if that’s okay.”

“That’s fine,y.” y.”

“There aren’t going to be any reporters down there, are there?”

“No. They’re not allowed on the premises. No one is unless they’re guests of the hotel. Security is quite tight. Just like you.” Yami smirked. Then thought about it for a moment.

“Dragon, I…downstairs, I’m sorry…I froze.”

“You get used to the media. It’s a little overwhelming at first.” Seto didn’t bother to look up from his speed-reading.

“I didn’t think you’d come back for me. I figured you’d go inside and yell at me for getting caught up with them.”

“It’s not your fault. I wasn’t sure if they were going to be here, but I guess it’s their job to know about where I’m going to be.”

“Thank you for coming back for me, Dragon.” Seto looked to his right, Yami was giving him a little smile. “I love you.”

Despite all the rest of the bullshit, the fighting, the name-calling, all Yami had to do was say those three words and everything was right in the world.

“You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Yami’s smile grew. Seto decided he was finished checking his email and allowed Yami to shut his laptop. Seto placed it on the nightstand and Yami straddled his hips. Yami held Seto close to him. Seto sighed sated. Most of the time it was either sex or screaming goin bet between them. But that small percent of the time when neither of them was in the mood for being violent, they had moments like this.

And these moments made up for all the rest of it.

“I love you, Baby. Did I tell you that, today?”

“You getting mushy on me, Prick?” Yami asked, with a small chuckle.

“You got a problem with that, Slut?” Seto rolled over, taking Yami with him so that he was on top of his smaller lover, and removing Yami’s chocker. Once that was out of the way he kissed Yami’s neck.

“I love you, Dragon. More than anything.” Yami moaned as the kissing continued. He wrapped his arms around his dragon’s neck. He could only hope this rare moment wasn’t fleeting, that they could hold on to it for a while. He didn’t want to fight, he just wanted this. He needed this. These moments were few and far between, one of them always messed things up, one of them always said or did something obnoxious.

“How come we’re not always like this, Baby?” Seto wondered, nuzzling Yami’s neck again.

“Because you’re sometime-ish, th why why.”

“Th not not a word.” Seto kissed him again.

“So what, you are sometime-ish.”

“And you’re violate.”

“I’m only responding to your sometime-ish behavior. If you were always this loving there would be no need to be so mean to you so much.”

“So you admit to being the aggressor?”

“Yes.”

“Oh if the media got wind of this, Seto Kaiba in an abusive relationship, being beaten and raped on a regular basis.” Yami laughed. “It’s not funny.”

“I haven’t raped you in months.” They both laughed. Yami held Seto closer, comforted by his weight. “It’s times like these, Dragon, I forget why I dislike you, and remember why I have a soft spot for you. You egotistical, bitch.”

“I love you too, Cum Slut.” Seto shifted so he could kiss Yami’s lips. If only they could bottle this, save it. It wouldn’t be long before they were at it again. Seto supposed it better just to lay with his baby and relish in this peacetime before they went crazy again.

“Dragon, when you’re not in meetings, will you fuck me?”

“Yes.”

“Hard?”

“As hard as you can stand it.”

“I adore you, Dragon. I want to be your whore, all weekend long.” Seto growled and snuggled up to his baby. “You must be tired, Dragon, you should take a nap before dinner. Then you’ll be wide a whe when you take me tonight.”

“Oh, I’m taking you tonight?”

“All night, when you’re done with me I don’t want my asshole to close anymore.” Seto smirked and kissed Yami. “Go to sleep, Dragon. We’ll wake up and go get dinner. Then the fucking can commence.”

“You don’t want to take me?” Seto teased, closing his eyes.

“Our romp in the limo should control my lust for your suffering for another few months. By the way, are you still hurting from that?”

“Slightly.”

“Then I guess I did my job.”

“Looking to earn yourself a punishment when we get back, Baby?”

“Um…I live for your punishments.” They smiled at each other and Seto snuggled back up into Yami to go to sleep, Yami holding him tightly and lovingly.


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“Is there anything else I can get for you?”

“No, thank you.” The waiter did a polite little bow and walked out of the private dinning room. Seto leaned over the table and kissed Yami.

“It’s so quiet in here, Dragon. I know you didn’t want anyone to see us, but it feels weird being in here all alone.” Yami use use to being in private dinning areas anytime Seto took him out, but this one took the cake. He felt isolated.

And it didn’t help that they had fought before they left for dinner. For the life of him he couldn’t remember what about, just that both of them were at each other’s throats for a good twenty minutes. Their fighting was getting worse, it wasn’t limited to name-calling anymore. They fought about everything now, and heatedly.

“I know it’s quiet in here, but you didn’t want to stay in the room. At least in the room we could have watched a movie or something.”

“I didn’t want to be coped up in there.”

“What are your plans tomorrow? Going to go sight seeing, Baby?”

“I’ll play it by ear. Are you going to be busy all day?”

“Very.” Yami gave him a look and then looked around. “Now what?”

“It’s Aibou. He says we need to get to a television right now.” Seto stood up. There was a television in the corner of the room where there was a bar. Yami ran over to it and Seto fumbled with the channels. “One more. Stop.”


“Recently out-ted, CEO of Kaiba Corp, Seto Kaiba, arrived at one of his hotels in Tokyo with a mysterious new personal assistant today. Kaiba, shown here with the unidentified male, got agitated by the reporters questioning his subordinate and grabbed the young man and pulled him into the hotel. We go to Ken Tanishi, live.”


The report was now on a male reporter who was standing outside of the hotel.


“Thanks, Khim. This afternoon Mr. Kaiba and an unknown young male were mobbed by members of the media as they attempted to get into this hotel. In an unprecedented move, Kaiba turned completely around, yelled at the reporters and pulled the male into the hotel with him. Both were seen boarding the elevator shortly after. What needs to be stressed is that Kaiba has barked at the media in the past, usually when a reporter oversteps his boundaries and gets too close to his younger brother, who’s still a child. However, no one can remember any moment when he’s ever stopped to wait for one of his assistants or handlers. Prompting many to draw the conclusion that this person may not be the assistant Kaiba claims he is. It is also important to note that Mr. Kaiba had none of his other assistants or handlers with him at the time. It’s unclear exactly what happened this afternoon, but one thing is certain, everyone has an opinion. Is this person Kaiba’s love interest? Many are convinced that he came out about his sexuality to reveal to the public the identity of hiyfriyfriend.”


The camera replayed the scene in front of the hotel again. Yami had managed to shield himself, but it was a wonder no one had been able to identify him based on his hair. When it was over the camera went back to the first woman who was speaking.


“We want to remind our viewers that the rumors that Seto Kaiba has a boyfriend are still unfounded. Seto Kaiba’s publicist could not be reached for comment.”


Seto turned the television off. He didn’t look at Yami and pulled out his cell phone, turning the device back on. “Thirteen missed calls, why am I not surprised.”

“Dragon…”

“I’m going to be busy the rest of the night, trying to do damage control. And I have meetings starting at eight in the morning.” Seto threw money on the table for the tip.

“Dragon, don’t you think we should talk about this?”

“I’m going to talk to the head security guard and make sure there’s no one with a camera hiding out in the bushes. It might be necessary to take one of the helicopters home. We can’t risk another walk to the limo. At least the reporters won’t be on the roof of the hotel.”

“Dragon, you’re not even looking at me.” Seto was half way out of the room before Yami caught up to him and grabbed him. “DRAGON. I’m talking to you.”

“Goddamn, Yami, what the fuck?” Yami narrowed his eyes. “I’m trying to clean up this mess. What in heaven’s name do you want?”

“Dragon, we need to talk about this.”

“What is there to talk about?”

“What is there to talk about, my face is all over the evening news. Dragon, I’m worried…”

“You should be,” Seto replied coldly.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come with you.”

“No, you shouldn’t have. But it’s a little late for sorry, isn’t it? Damn it, Yami, this just keeps getting worse. It’s only a matter of when. And once they’re convinced you’re with me it’s over.”

“I’m sorry your reputation will be ruined.”

“Don’t take that tone with me.”

“YOU CAUSED THIS. YOU. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?”

“Will you shut the fuck up, please, for two minutes, keep your fucking mouth closed. Holy fucking shit, I can’t deal with your crap anymore. I don’t like being nagged, Yami.”

“Why the Hell did you come out in the first place? What was going through your mind? You didn’t think we had enough problems, you wanted another challenge or something?”

“Don’t concern yourself with my motivations.”

“YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE EFFECTED BY THIS. Why are you being so self-involved, what you do impacts both of us. Boyfriend or not.”

“Isn’t this what you wanted? To be my boyfriend, Yami? Well, this is what it means. This is the price.”

“Fuck you, that’s not what I wanted.”

“Don’t lie.”

“I never once dropped the “b” word, not once.”

“I hear the way your friends talk. The way Mokuba talks. Don’t deny it.”

“I don’t need a fucking title. You son-of-a-bitch what’s a title going to do? Are you going to suddenly stop acting this way? Are you going to grow the fuck up and treat me better? All a title’s going to do is give you more of an excuse to act up. Bad enough to be bound to you the way things are, I don’t need a sometime-ish boyfriend.”

“IF YOU USE THAT FUCKING WORD ONE MORE TIME, I SWEAR TO GOD, YAMI.”

“Learn the word, Seto. Memorize it, recite it. Love it. You fucking live it. You’re the definition, you’re the example. What the hell is your problem, I’m not a Ra damn Yo-Yo. I can’t keep doing this. You don’t give a shit about me. You don’t consult me before you make a decision to come out he che closet, you don’t even tell me about it, I have to wake up and watch it on the fucking news. And every time I try getting half of an answer from you as to why you’d turn our lives de fde fucking down you get defensive. How dare you. I despise you. Fuck you, Seto. Fuck me for falling for your bullshit time after time. For caring about you for even an instant. I hate myself for loving you. I don’t even know who I am anymore. I wonder if I’ve always been like this or if I morphed into this person because of you.”

“Cry me a fucking river, Yami. We’ve had this argument f-fiv-five hundred times. And after all your huffing andfingfing it ends up the same way. You on your back, begging for it, just like a slut. So let’s skip the part where you go off on me again. I’m bored.”

“I can’t even put into words how much I truly hate you. My hate for you grows with every moment I’m near you.”

“Good, anything else?”

“I’m glad you’re so smug, you fucker. I want you to remember this conversation, remember it well.”

“Threats? You gonna hit me next?”

“Yes.” Yami slapped Seto as hard as he could. “Want some more?”

Seto narrowed his eyes and rubbed his jaw. “One of these days, Yami, one of these days I’m going to hit you back, and then there’s really going to be a confrontation.”

“I wait for that night, Seto. I wait for the night you stop popping so much shit.”

“That night could be tonight, Yami. Keep it up.”

“Let it be tonight, you’re not getting away with this. And when you’re bleeding on the floor, cowering in pain, I’ll take my shit and leave.u’reu’re going to regret not killing me that night a year ago, Seto. You’re going to regret letting me live.”

“The only way this could ever end is in death. And if you want to die, I’m more than happy to oblige.”

The door swung open. “Mr. Kaiba, I was just wondering if you and your assistant would like any dessert? We have freshly made chocolate mousse.” Seto looked at the waiter.

“Send some up to my room please.”

“Enough for both of you?”

“No. Just enough for my associate. I’m not a fan of mousse. He adores it, though.”

“Anything else I could do for either of you?”

“Not at the moment. Thank you.” The waiter bowed and left the room again. They stood there silently for a moment, both waiting for their anger to get under control.

“Just so we’re clear, Yami, this conversation is far from over.”

“Agreed.”

“We will finish this at a later time, it’s inappropriate to be discussing this here.”

“Yes.”

ust ust want you to know, Yami, if you ever threaten me again you can consider this situation a wrap.”

Sapphire locked with Ruby.

“And I just want you to know, Seto, that if you don’t give me a direct answer as to why you decided to come out of the closet on Monday this pseudo-relationship will be over.”


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Yami blinked once and looked around. He wasn’t in the hotel anymore. He was pharaoh, and he was having another flashback. He was in Seth’s room. Seth was standing by the entranceway but he wasn’t facing him.

“Seth?” There was no response. “Seth?” He was a little startled when Seth turned suddenly. “What is it, Love? What has troubled your mind?”

“I will only ask you this once, Atemu. But if you lie to me I will have no control over my temper.” Seth took a step towards Yami, his eyes telling him he spoke the truth.

“What do you wish to ask me, Love?”

“What was Mahaado doing in your bambeambers?” Yami had to think. He wasn’t sure if he had gone on the trip yet or not. And he wasn’t sure what the high priest was doing in his room. Seth approached him, fury erupting in his darkened blue depths. “Answer my question, Atemu, or I will infer an answer from your hesitation.”

“We were discussing the country.”

“In your bedchambers?” Seth took two steps, eliminating the space between them. Yami’s heart was in his throat. He didn’t know what he had been doing. He did know he wasn’t doing anything inappropriate with Mahaado. “What did I tell you about lying to me, Atemu?”

“I do not know why you are acting this way, but if you truly loved me you would not question me, . I. I was having a private discussion with an advisor. If that bothers you I am sorry, but there is nothing I can do about that.”

“You can try giving me your honesty!” Yami was startled by the sudden change in demeanor from his lover as he sat on the bed, a bit frightened. “I told you I would only ask you once, Atemu. Would you like to amend your statement?”

“I have nothing to amend. Do not question my loyalty to you. Your insecurity makes me wonder if you are capable of handling this interlude.”

“TELL ME WHAT YOU DID WITH HIM.”

“I did nothing. Do not think otherwise!” Yami’s voice had deepened with his anger.

“You smell of him! His perfume is all over you! How can I not think otherwise? Do not question me, when it is you who has betrayed me!”

“I have not, he embraced me, as one would embrace a brother. I thought this rivalry with him would have ended when I gave you my heart. What is wrong with you, why is my word not enough for you?”

“Do not speak of giving anything to me, Atemu. I told you not to lie to me. If you had told the truth I would have forgiven you and dealt with him. But you refuse to make things easier on yourself, so you leave me no choice.”

“What do you speak of? What is it you are talking about? Seth?” Seth was now on the bed.

“You make me do this to you, Atemu. You decided your fate when you decided to mislead me.”

“Seth, stop, right now!” Seth’s eyes were glowing with hate, as he reached for Yami.


Yami opened his eyes suddenly. He was standing in the middle of the room. He replayed his last memory. He had parted with his dragon and headed upstairs to lie down and not think about that fool. But he hadn’t made it to the bed, it seemed. What in the world had that been about? What was Seth going to do? Would he hit him? Why didn’t Seth believe him? He’d never be with Mahaado. Never.

He had never felt like that before, except for when things got really bad between Seto and him last summer. But even then, he was just as angry and violent, and just as capable of hurting Seto as Seto was of hurting him. That flashback was different. Maybe if he could remember what was happening he could better react to the situation at hand. Maybe that’s why he was responding the way he would if this were happening now.

The entire thing was unnerving though. Why was Seth so sure something had happened between Mahaado and him? Had something happened? Was it possible? He didn’t remember the relationship he had with Seth until recently, was it that improbable that he couldn’t have been having an affair? But that was ridiculous. Seth and him belonged together. He’d never betray him. Not for Mahaado, not for anyone.

He loved Seth back then the way he loved Seto now. Of course Seto and he had a bad way of showing it. But when you took out all the rest of it, he was in love with him. Truly, in love. The love was stronger than the hate. The hate was a byproduct of the love, not the other way around. The love was so intense it got marred by hate. He wished he could have normalcy,t hit his life wasn’t a movie of the week, but he couldn’t control the fates. He was blessed and cursed with Seto Kaiba. He had been blessed and cursed with Seth thousands of years ago. And who knew, maybe if he didn’t anger the gods he’d be blessed and cursed with him a thousand years from now.

Where was his dragon, anyway? Yami got up and headed for the door and decided to go track Seto down. It was getting late. He didn’t want to fight anymore. Seto was wrong, and he’d just have to show him that later.

Yami spotted Seto in the lounge with a strange looking guy with pink hair. It was probably one of Seto’s business associates. Yami decided to stay out of the way and wait for the conversation to end behind a potplanplant. He hoped his dragon had taken care of everything and wasn’t in such a bad mood anymore. Despite how angry he still was about what had happened at dinner, he wanted to be held, and comforted by Seto. He was still disturbed by his flashback and he needed his dragon now, to remind him that thing were going to be okay.

Yami wasn’t close enough to hear Seto and this guy’s conversation and had no intentions on ease dropping. He looked the guy over a few times. He was dressed pretty well, obviously rich, reminded him of a prettier version of Pegasus. Of course Seto didn’t like pretty guys, and besides this guy had nothing on him. He was trying too hard, and he looked like he was probably fake. Probably an ass kisser.

Now that Seto was out, Yami supposed Seto would start getting hit on by other guys. A thought that was kind of funny. These guys were obviously all wasting their time. He hoped Seto would just reject this guy and get it over with. He was tired of watching them. He wanted his dragon. Now.

The guy was sniffing a flower and talking with a peculiar smile on his face. Who was this guy? He wasn’t acting much like a business associate. Seto would have dismissed the underling a long time ago. What was this person doing with his dragon, anyway? Wait a second…was that a, was that a wink?

Yami could feel the rage boiling out of control almost immediately.

By the time he walked up to Seto he had already lost any chance of acting like a rational adult. This weirdo was touching his dragon’s arm. Seto was his. HIS. This person was going to wind up in the Shadow Realm for this.

Seto turned to look at Yami, seeing the look of destruction in his eyes. “I need to be going, I have notes to compare for tomorrow.”

“Good seeing you, Kaiba.” Kaiba gave the man a small nod and started walking towards the elevator. Yami gave the man another once over. “Yes, can I help you?”

“I do not know, what you thought you were trying to do with Mr. Kaiba, but he’s not to be disturbed for the rest of the weekend. Don’t let me catch you near him again.”

“Excuse me?”

“You heard what I said. If I see you with him at any point over the next two days you can guarantee that I’ll make your life a living hell.” The guy made a face and Yami took off.

When he got back to the room he slammed the door behind himself.

“Baby, not so loud, I’m trying to read.” Yami narrowed his eyes and walked into the bedroom. Seto was sitting on bed, with his laptop, eating a bag of chips. “Something wrong?”

Yami said nothing as he crawled onto the bed. He’d let Seto keep talking, he’d give him enough rope so he could hang himself. He’d just keep talking and keep talking, and before long he was going to dig his own grave.

“I’m sorry about earlier. We both lost it at dinner. I don’t want that fight to ruhe rhe rest of the weekend, Baby.” Seto closed his laptop and leaned over to give Yami a kiss.

“Don’t touch me!” Seto rolled his eyes. Why did Yami call him the bitch, when it was clear he was the cunt in this relationship? “You piece of shit, I hate you.”

“It’s like waking up without coffee isn’t it? You just can’t go one second without picking a fight with me.”

“Who was that guy who winked at you down there? Huh? Who was he!”

“What guy, Yami? What guy are you talking about?”

“WHAT GUY? That pink-headed freak with the flower. That guy! Who the hell was that, Seto? Huh? This some secret boyfriend of yours or something?” Seto’s mind went over what Yami said and then he made a face.

“You’re not talking about…” Yami’s eyes narrowed. “Yami, I’m trying to eat, do you want me to throw up!”

“WHO WAS HE?”

“A business rival. His name is Seigfried. He owns a game company. He’s one of Kaiba Corp’s biggest opponents. After watching the press conference on Monday he’s been trying to call me. I’ve been so busy I haven’t returned his calls. He booked himself a room here for the weekend and said he wanted to discuss business with me. He said he was impressed by my announcement and that we have much to discuss.”

“Oh, I’ll bet. And he’ll tell you to meet him in his private suite after he gives you his room key.”

“Wouldn’t be necessary, it’s my hotel, I wouldn’t have a problem getting into his room.”

“I’m not in the mood, SETO!”

“I’m not interested in having a personal or business relationship with him.”

“He was looking at you!”

“I get looked at all the time, Yami. I’m in the public eye. What do you expect?”

“What gave him the right to wink at you? Or put his hand on you? Huh?”

“Please, I was disgusted by it.”

“You didn’t leave.”

“I was indulging him. I was two seconds away from telling him he could go fuck himself when you showed up. And knowing you, you probably went psycho boyfriend on him. Now I’ll have to meet him, because if I don’t he’ll go to the tabloids about your posturing.”

“You would have met him anyway, don’t lie to me!”

“I’m not interested. Why would I be? I’m not attracted to that freak.”

“He was about ready to throw himself at you.”

“If that were the case I pity him. I don’t want him. The only person I want, that I’ve ever wanted, is sitting here on this bed yelling at me.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Why are you doubting me? Have I ever given you reason to doubt my love for you? What else do you want me to say? I jump through fucking hoops for you already. Why isn’t my word enough? You didn’t see me winking at him, or touching him.”

“Dragon…”

Seto sighed. “I love you, no bullshit. We might have more than our fair share of issues. I don’t deny that. But you never have to doubt how I feel about you. You’re it for me. I’m not looking for anything else.” Yami looked at Seto for a while. “Okay, you alright? No more crazy, stalker crap for tonight?”

“Yes, I’m sorry, Dragon. I just couldn’t control myself. He should not have winked at you. He was looking to get dropped.”

“I’ll make it clear to him the next time we meet that I’m in no way interested, okay?” Yami gave Seto a look. “I’ll tell him I already got myself a whore.” Yami hit him, but playfully. Seto smirked. “I have meetings all day tomorrow, I can’t play with you right now.”

Yami straddled Seto’s lap. “You sure about that, Dragon?”

“I have to review my notes. Take me about an hour. If you want to get fucked after that I’ll be happy to help you. I’ll show you why you’re the only person I ever want to be with. I’ll make you mine all over again.” Yami smiled. He kissed his dragon, satisfied.

“Okay, Dragon.”

“Can we try not fighting the rest of the night, please? We’ve been at each other’s throats all day.”

“Okay, Dragon. I’ll go into the other room and watch some television. Come get me when you’re all done. If I fall asleep wake me up.” Yami kissed Seto again and got off the bed. Seto watched Yami’s ass as he walked out of the room.

Maybe it was like Duke. Maybe the ass was all worth it.


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“What was Mahaado doing in your bedchambers?” Seth approached him, fury erupting in his darkened blue depths. “Answer my question, Atemu, or I will infer an answer from your hesitation.”

“We were discussing the country.”

“In your bedchambers?” Seth took two steps, eliminating the space between them. “What did I tell you about lying to me, Atemu?”

“I do not know why you are acting this way, but if you truly loved me you would not question me, Seth. I was having a private discussion with an advisor. If that bothers you I am sorry, but there is nothing I can do about that.”

“You can try giving me your honesty! I told you I would only ask you once, Atemu. Would you like to amend your statement?”

“I have nothing to amend. Do not question my loyalty to you. Your insecurity makes me wonder if you are capable of handling this interlude.”

“TELL ME WHAT YOU DID WITH HIM.”

“I did nothing. Do not think otherwise!” Yami’s voice had deepened with his anger. He would not allow himself to be intimidated.

“You smell of him! His perfume is all over you! How can I not think otherwise? Do not question me, when it is you who has betrayed me!”

“I have not, he embraced me, as one would embrace a brother. I thought this rivalry with him would have ended when I gave you my heart. What is wrong with you, why is my word not enough for you?”

“Do not speak of giving anything to me, Atemu. I told you not to lie to me. If you had told the truth I would have forgiven you and dealt with him. But you refuse to make things easier on yourself, so you leave me no choice.”

“What do you speak of? What is it you are talking about? Seth?” Seth was on the bed.

“You make me do this to you, Atemu. You decided your fate when you decided to mislead me.”

“Seth, stop, right now!” Seth’s eyes were glowing with hate, as he reached for Yami. Yami felt his heart skip as Seth grabbed his legs and pulled Yami so that he was no longer sitting gaingainst the pillows and was now lying down on the high priest’s bed. “SETH!”

“You allowed him to touch you, and you lie about it.” Seth was undoing his tunic, throwing his sashes to the ground.

“WHAT is wrong with you? Have you lost yourself, Seth?”

“You can blame yourself for this, Atemu.” Seth’s hands ran up Yami’s clothing, he was pulling at the fabric. Getting it out of the way.

“Stop it, what are you doing? STOP!”

“You could not expect to get away with this, Atemu. You did not think I would allow you to betray me, did you? You may put me to death for what I am about to do, but you will never be the same after this, and that is all that matters.” Yami squirmed under Seth’s grasp, desperate, frantic, Seth was holding him down. Was he…no not possible… he would never…

Seth’s lips were on his then, he ran his hands further up his kilt and molested the skin. “Seth, what are you…what are you doing to me?” moa moaned at the contact, what was happening. Was Seth about to hurt him, do something awful to him? Seth continued stroking him, and then squeezed, Yami whimpering. “SETH!”

“Did you make noises for Mahaado?”

“I never copulated with Mahaado…Seth, please.” Seth forced Yami’s hands over his head. He was helpless like this. And aroused. And confused. What was going on?

“Did you let him inside of you, Atemu?”

“No. Ra, Seth…what are you going to do?” Seth was at his neck, nipping the skin gently. He was pressing his arousal at Yami’s entrance. “Seth, I would never betray you, love. Never.”

“He has wanted you for some time, Atemu. You took him with you on your trip. You refused to let me come, I have ay tay to know what happened. And now that you’re back he is in your bedchambers. You have brought this on yourself.”

“Seth, you are not thinking. You are being irrational.” Seth kissed Yami again, who squirmed a little. How was it possible to be sexually excited and physically terrified at the same time?

“What do you suppose I should do with you, Pharaoh? How should I punish you for your betrayal.”

“Seth, I want you to stop now.” “I “I have yet to do anything, Atemu.” Seth ran hinds nds up Yami’s clothing further. “Are you afraid?”

“Do you plan on hurting me? Do you plan on forcing yourself on me?”

“Is that what you fear?”

“You are not yourself, I do not know what you are capable of at this point.”

“Remember that I loved you, Atemu. Despite what you have done to me.”

“SETH!”

“I need you to show me you love me, words are not enough now.” Seth’s hands continued to roam Yami’s bodHad Had Seth completely lost it? “Please, Atemu. Give yourself to me. I know you do not like to. But I need you now.”

Yami thought about that for a moment. Didn’t he always give himself to Seth? Or maybe not, maybe he didn’t because if either of them were more sexually experienced, logically it would be he. He was the one with the concubines. Not his high priest who was not supposed to be with various sexual partners.

Seth had calmed down, he was now holding onto to him, clutching Yami desperately. “Please, Love.” Yami looked at him for a moment.

“Get the scented oils.” Seth looked at him for a moment and got off the bed. While Seth was off the bed Yami took the opportunity to finish stripping himself. He needed to think about this. Was Seth about to rape him just then? No, that didn’t sound very logical, if he really was going to go through with it he would have done so.

But Seth was definitely the aggressor in their relationship. He was the one who was worried and insecure. The one that was closest to destruction at the hands of this. All of the flashbacks he had had so far except for the first one, were of Seth being out of control or acting irrational. How strange.

Or maybe he was looking at this in the wrong context. In the present Seto was a little bit more dominant because of who he was in this lifetime. In the past, Yami had been pharaoh, despite everything Yami allowed Seth to say and do to him, that didn’t change who he was. Was that eve every flashback he had had of Seth until recently had shown Seth resenting him?

Of course, because Seth didn’t like their positions. He didn’t like that Yami was pharaoh, and no matter what he did, he could never really dominate him. And maybe the same held true for Yami now. Was that why he provoked Seto so much, was that why he started the fights, why he hit and threatened and went crazy? But Seto was sometime-ish. He wasn’t being a very good boyfriend.

Had Yami been a good boyfriend for Seth? He hadn’t taken him on his trip. At least Seto took Yami with him. And worse, he had taken Mahaado instead. He had other high priests he could have taken. Other advisors and trusted associates. And he took the one person Seth was most threatened by. Yami had flipped out because a guy had winked at Seto. Why wouldn’t Seth go a little mad at the thought of his number one rival being in Yami’s bedchambers?

Yami watched as Seth dug around for what he was looking for. It was clear to him now, this was making so much sense.

He was the problem. Not that Seto was completely innocent. But he started more fights, hit Seto more often. Seto always gave in. Seto brought him things, found time out of his busy schedule to spend with him. Called him every morning only to get hung up on and cursed out. And why, because Yami was like Seth, he was scared, and insecure.

Seth was back on the bed. “I am sorry, I lost myself just then.” Yami smiled at Seth warmly.

“Do not worry about it, Love. I am sorry too.”


“Yami?” Yami opened his eyes and looked up.

“Seto?”

“I’m done.”

“Oh.”

“Do you want me to call it a night?”

“I just want you to hold me. Please.” Seto nodded.

“Alright.” Yami sat up and Seto picked him up and carried him into the bedroom. “Everything okay, Yami? You were mumbling “stop” in your sleep.”

“Nightmare. It’s okay now.”

Author’s Endnotes: Next chapter is well underway. I should have it out soon. There will also be a lemon, it’s funny this chapter was so long, and yet there was no smut. Wow, I guess I’ve been pretending this story has a plot. We get another flashback and some more media coverage next chapter. Seto has to do his interview. And Duke’s party is fast approaching. Who will Yami get to be his date? Anyway, here’s a chapter preview:


“Yami, what’s wrong?” Ryou looked at him as the other teen slumped onto the couch. “Yami?”

“Seto and I are done now.”

“You always say that, Yami,” Yugi pointed out, uninterested.

“This is really it.”

“Yami, every other day yell ell Ryou and me that the relationship between Seto and you is over. And the next thing we know Seto says something to you and all is okay again. We’ve been here before. Why is aing ing different this time?

“Because this time it was Seto who ended it.”