Possession

First Things First: Where would I be if not for all the lovely reviews. Thanks as always. Took damn near forever to update but I’ve been busy as all hell, but look at this, this chapter is the longest yet, so it more than makes up for me leaving you with a cliffie preview. Yes, I think everyone’s anxious to find out what’s going on with Yami and Seto this week, and wouldn’t you know it, there’s some angst… Hell, there’s a lot of angst. But by now I think you’ve already suspected things have grbad bad for our non-couple couple. I hope you enjoy the chapter anyway. And I dedicate this to Yamislove and Crimsonvioleteyes. Thanks for helping me flesh out this story…now that I’m back on track I’m excited about writing it again. ^_^


Disclaimer: I make no money writing this fanfiction. But if anyone wants to pay me feel free to. Haha, just kidding.

Song notes: I included two lyrics this chapter because I was thinking about Yami and Seto separately. Anyway, you can take a guess as to which set of lyrics go to whom.


Chapter 6: Walking Away

I’m walking away, from the troubles in my life
I’m walking away, oh to find a better day
I’m walking away, from the troubles in my life
I’m walking away, oh to find a better day
I’m walking away

~Walking Away
Craig David


Didn’t I adore you
Didn’t I bend to keep you satisfied, didn’t I
Didn’t I assure you
For every climb there is a downward slide

I had to cut the cord

It’s broken, I know what you want
I’m not a yo-yo, I’m not a thing you let go
You’re leaving me no choice, and I’ll be on my way
I’m not a yo-yo, I don’t come back when I’m thrown

I know what you want
I’m not a yo-yo
I’m not a thing you let go

~Yo-Yo
Mandy Moore


Ryou and Yugi stopped kissing as they heard the door open. Both boys turned and waited to find out which one of their yami’s were home. Both teens held their breaths as someone walked towards them.

Crimson eyes focused on the two figures sitting on the couch. Yugi checked his watch. It was only half past nine. Seto and Yami had returned from their trip last night, and Seto had taken today off to recuperate from his meetings. Yami had been with Seto most of the day, what was he doing home now?

“Yami?” Yugi asked, a little disappointed Ryou and him wouldn’t have the house to themselves for the rest of the house. “What are you doing here?”

“I live here, last I checked, Aibou.”

“Weren’t you spending the night at Seto’s?” Yami regarded his aibou but didn’t answer the question.

Crimson eyes focused into sapphire. “Dragon?”

“This is for the best, Yami. You’ll see that.”

“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 you tell Ryou and me that the relationship between Seto and you is over. And the next thing we know Seto says something tu anu and all is okay again. We’ve been here before. Why is anything different this time?

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



“This is for the best? What are you talking about, Dragon? How can you say that? After today, after our trip to Tokyo. What is wrong with you?”

“Yami, don’t make this more difficult than it needs to be. I’m only doing what you don’t have the guts to do. I’m only trying to resolve this before we’re in too deep. Before it all falls apart.”


“What do you mean Seto ended it, I don’t understand. I thought things were good. Did you guys get into a fight, Yami?” Ryou asked, looking at the older male in disbelief.

“No. We broke up after he made love to me.”

“What? You’re kidding, what kind of asshole does that?”

“He said it’s for the best, Little One.”

“Is that what you believe, Yami?” Ryou asked, nervously.

“There’s no going back this time. Even if Seto apologizes and says he wants to be together I would not allow myself to go back. I would have ended this eventually. Kaiba beat me to it. No matter, there is nothing left to say.”

“You will live your decision everyday, Seto Kaiba. This is it this time, there will be no more between you and I. It’s over. It’s broken.” Yami grabbed his things and stood up. “I will send Yugi and Ryou to retrieve the rest of my belongings later this week.”

“No cursing, no screaming?”

“And no tears, Kaiba. I want to thank you for setting me free. I want to thank you for ending this. Loving you was never good for me.” Seto narrowed his eyes. Yami hadn’t called him “Kaiba” in a year. “What is wrong? Disappointed I am not upset with your decision? Didn’t you just tell me this was for the best?”

“I am only surprised you’re capable of handling this maturely.”

“Yes, well, the time for cussing and name calling has past, hasn’t it.” Yami opened the door. “I wish you nothing but happiness, Kaiba. I hope you get your life back on track.”

“So this is it then, you’re leaving, just like this? You aren’t going to slap me, or holler, or break any of my belongings?”

“We just finished making love and you have broken up with me, I see no reason to stay, are you having regrets already?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” Yami narrowed his eyes, but said none of what he was really feeling. He blinked back his rage and walked back over to Seto. “What?”

“Goodbye, Dragon.” Yami leaned up and gave Seto a small kiss on the cheek.


“You’re acting pretty okay about this, are you okay, Yami?” Ryou asked. Yami didn’t answer. “It’s okay to be upset over this.”

“No it is not, Little One. I will not continue to be treated as an inconvenience except for when he is sexual stimulated. How much longer could I stay in an abusive relationship?”

“Abusive?”

“It was emotionally abusive, not to mention verbally abusive. I admit to being the aggressor most of the time, but I could not deal with his continued back and forth, sometime-ish behavior. It will sting for a while, but I will get over it. I only regret that I wasted so much of my time on this situation. He was toxic. But I will be better once his poison is cleansed from my system.”

“If this is really over, Yami, then you’re going to have to let it out. You can’t pretend you’re not upset,” Yugi explained, looking at his dark. “I still find it a little incredible that Seto would break up with you out of nowhere.”

“Why should anything come as a surprise with him? And it was not out of nowhere. We built this situation on a rocky foundation. It was only to be expected that it would crumble. And both of us were perfectly unhappy with each other.”

“I don’t understand, you guys seemed fine last week. You were fine Thursday.”

“Nothing was ever fine, Aibou. Anytime we weren’t close to killing each other was but a small reprieve from the toxicity that infected our pseudo relationship. There was more bad than good. We were not meant to be happy together.”

“But Seto is Seth’s reincarnation, and you were with Seth in Egypt.”

“Seth and I did not have a good relationship. In fact, from what I’ve been able to piece together from my flashbacks, Seth began to grow increasingly suspicious that I was cheating on him with another high priest and then he hurt me.”

“What do you mean, hurt you?” Ryou asked.

“I’m not sure, but I had a flashback during our trip where I was frightened Seth was going to hurt me. It ended with me giving into his need and things were alright again. But then I had another flashback were Seth forced himself on me.”

“He what!” Ryou and Yugi asked, in unison.

“It doesn’t matter. Being away from Kaiba should stop the flashbacks. I know he is what triggered them in the first place.”

“But don’t you want to remember?”

“There are some things better left forgotten. I am Yami in this life. I am not pharaoh.”

“But. Yami, what about Seto?” Ryou asked.

“It is done for us.”

“What happened, Yami?”

“It is a long story, that started while we were still at the hotel. I have no intentions of burdening you with my sob stories.”

“It’s not a burden, we’re just trying to understand how this went wrong, Yami,” Yugi said.

“It went wrong because I was with the wrong person. It went wrong because Kaiba is a self-involved asshole and he is incapable of having a relationship. All that held it together was the sex, and even that was toxic. But no matter, as I stated before, it is behind me now.” Yugi sighed. “Aibou, explaining what happened won’t fix it.”

“It would still be healthy to get it out, Yami, don’t you think?”

“Yugi’s right.” Yami gave Ryou a look. Ryou considered what he said. “Honey, if Yami doesn’t want to talk about it right now, we shouldn’t pressure him.”

“If you want to hear it then fine, I will tell you how it happened. I will tell you how it ended.”

Two nights ago:


Seto took a sip of his screwdriver and sighed. He was downstairs, in the private dinning room, watching the news. He had spent two hours on the phone with his publicist and his lawyers trying to figure out what he could do legally.

It seemed like a good time to stop putting off that trip to America, since it was clear nothing was going to die down anytime soon. The publicity hadn’t hurt too much, stock prices were predicted to continue to raise. And he had not trouble finding new clients to replace those he lost.

As long as Yami’s name was kept out of this circus everything would be okay. That’s all he asked, that Yami be spared this. He was thankful he had made Yami take the helicopter today, since he was sure the media was waiting for either one of them to exit the hotel so they could mob them.

“Yeah, I had sex with Seto Kaiba in 1996. But he dumped me after one night.”

1996? He only would have been 8, what the hell was this guy talking about? Bad enough everyone already thought he had a boyfriend, but now people were pretending they had had affairs with him. His lawyers said he could sue anyone that made inflammatory remarks for slander, and he planned on doing just that.

That guy had to be a good twenty years older than him. He supposed people forgot just how young he was. Not every teenager was running a major billion-dollar empire. No matter, this would just get as ridiculous as it had to before it finally just died down.

He had actually checked out one of the websites created by male fans and admires. It even had pictures of some of the webmasters. He had assumed they’d look like geeks, but some of them weren’t all that bad looking. Well, if he were ever in the marker for another boyfriend he could always meet him off the Internet.

Seto rolled his eyes. He didn’t need another boyfriend. He had enough drama with the one he already had.

Well, Yami really wasn’t his boyfriend. He didn’t care what Yami said, he wanted it. He wanted the title. Their argument last night had been heated, but he was convinced Yami wanted to be with him. Officially.

Why wouldn’t he?


The news report was back on Ken who was outside the hotel, live.

“Mr. Kaiba’s new assistant has been identified as 17 year old, Yami Mouto. Yami is one of the top duelists in the world, and is related to Yugi Mouto, winner of various Duel Monster tournaments. Mr. Kaiba’s publicist says that Yami has been Mr. Kaiba’s assistant for six months, and that their relationship is strictly business. However, Mr. Mouto was seen buying matching tennis bracelets in a store this morning. Reportedly with a credit card that belonged to Mr. Kaiba.”


Seto’s eyes narrowed to angry slits and he threw the empty glass at the wall, watching in twisted satisfaction as it shattered on impact. He felt his phone ringing in his back pocket. He opened it. “Yes, I saw it. I’m watching it right now. Take care of it. Excuse me? He’s not a liability, they’re just looking for anything at this point. I told him to use my card, that’s why he had it. It was a corporate charge, of course it has my name on it. Well, you let them know that. Fine, goodbye.” He hung up, only for the phone to start ringing again.

“Hello.”

“Dragon?”

“I’m coming upstairs now.”

“Dragon, I was watching the news and…”

“I saw, it’s being taken care of.”

“Taken care of, how is it being taken care of? My name is going to be on every newspaper in the country. They’re going to want to know all about me, about my past, and I don’t really see them running a story about being sealed in a puzzle.”

“What did I just say, I said I took care of it.”

“Seto, no amount of covering up and pretending is going to fix this now. You said it was only a matter of time.”

“I’m getting tired of your crap, what are you having a problem understanding? I just told you I took care of it!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me!”

“Then shut the fuck up and…” Yami hung up the phone.


-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

Yami focused his eyes and looked around, slowly. He was no longer in the hotel room. He was back to his former life, and he was his former self. There was something in the air, something menacing. He could feel the darkness approaching. Someone was calling on shadow magic, someone was involved in something sinis

He could almost feel the dark energy swirling around him. What was causing this? The darkness only seemed to increase as he neared Seth’s bedchambers. Yami shook himself, he’d drive himself batty if he dwelt on this any longer.

There was a surge of energy in the room, darkness, though the shadow realm was not open. Yami walked into the room and focused his eyes on the figure standing feet away from him. Seth was not far, but it felt like he was. Seth was facing away from him, looking out on the city underneath, like Yami enjoyed doing.

There had to be a reason that Seth’s bedchambers held so much darkness at the moment. Something troubling had to have happened. Yami cursed himself for not being able to remember. Why were his flashbacks this way? Why was he only n pan partial information? Seth did not say anything so Yami decided it was time to break the silence.

“Love?”

Seth did not turn to acknowledge Yami’s presence but Yami could tell by his lover’s body language that he had heard him. Yami crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Seth, resting his head on Seth’s back. “Love, I have missed you terribly. It has been six moons since we have been together. I miss your warmth. I miss being inside of you, Seth.”

“Do you?” Seth asked, his voice holding a note of warning. Yami backed away knowingly. Seth spun around, Yami racking his brain for the answer. What had he done to upset Seth this time? He could never please his high priest that much was clear.

“Love, where is the oil, why should begin. You must be at the temple at sun rise.”

“Did you say the same thing to Mahaado?”

“What are you talking about, Seth? Do not tell me you wish to start another argument about Mahaado. How many times must I tell you there is nothing between him and I. Your insecurities are trying my patience.” Yami walked over to Seth’s vanity, not looking at the brunet further. “Here is the vial. Come Seth, to the bed. I will make you feel good, I wish to taste you.”

Yami turned around, and Seth was walking towards him. “Seth?”

“How long do you think I will put up with you being unfaithful to me, Atemu?”

“Seth, that is enough, I will have no more discussion about Mahaado.”

“Where is your earring, Atemu?”

“What are you talking about, Seth?”

“The earring I got you from Greece, Atemu. It is not in your ear.” Yami stroked his ear, he didn’t have his earring in. He must have taken it off and left it in his bedchambers.

“I must have left it…”

“It is here, Atemu.” Seth held out his hand.

“Oh, did I leave it here, then?”

“Mahaado gave it to me, he said you left it in his bedchambers.” Yami narrowed his eyes suddenly seeing where this was going. “This will be your very last chance to confess, if you do not then I will show you no mercy.”

“I will not confess to something I did not do. If you are accusing me of copulating with Mahaado then it is clear this will not be resolved well. I never want that name to come from your mouth again. Do not insult me further. Now go to the bed, Seth. This discussion is finished.”

‘You have just blown your last chance, Atemu.” Yami didn’t even see the blow as Seth smacked him across the face. Yami’s eyes glowed with shock and anger.

“That is it, Seth!” Yami rubbed his cheek. Seth, hitting him? This had happened before, but not in such a manner. Seth truly believed he was with Mahaado behind his back. Was he? He had had no flashbacks of Mahaado, and what was his earring doing in Mahaado’s bedchambers? Why didn’t he remember?

“Go to the bed, Atemu, things will be different.”

“If you think that I will copulate with you you are sadly mistaken. When I come up with an appropriate punishment for your behavior we will meet again. You will perform your duties at the temple and then you will return straight here and you will stay in here until I give you permission to leave. And if I find that you have left I will have the guards seize you and bring you to the dungeon.”

“Do not threaten me, Atemu.” And with that Seth grabbed a hold of Yami’s arm and yanked him towards the bed.

“Release me, At once. SETH! SETH!” Seth pushed Yami onto the bed. “After temple I will have the guards take you to the dungeon. And you will stay there, and if you are fortunate Ra will calm me down and I will not have you executed. This is through. I will not continue to put up with you. You are obviously incapable of maintaining this. Your jealousy of Mahaado has infected your thinking.”

“If this shall end then we shall end it my way, Pharaoh Atemu.”

“What are you talking about? Seth? Seth, what are you doing?” Seth was pulling off his robes and tunic, and tossing them to the floor. “Seth, stop it, right now.”

“Mahaado has told me everything. He can have you, Love, that is, if he still wants you once I am finished with you.” Mahaado told him what? Was it true then? Had he betrayed Seth? But why, why would he do such a thing? It made no sense. Yami was so distracted by this revelation that it took him a second to process the rest of Seth’s words. “If he still wants you once I am finished with you.” What in Ra’s name did that mean? “Don’t fight this, Atemu, it will only make it worse.” Fight this? Fight what?

Ra… what was Seth about to…he had to get out of here… now…

Yami attempted to get off the bed but Seth had him pinned before he got a chance. “THAT IS ENOUGH! STOP THIS RIGHT NOW. SETH!” Yami struggled under Seth’s grasp as the high priest started ripping his clothes off.

“You make me do this to you, you make me hurt you, Atemu.” Seth’s eyes were dark and far away. He looked almost in tears as he forced Yami’s legs open.

Yami searched his mind, and recalled that Seth had sent a message to his bedchambers earlier. He wanted to see him, he wanted to give himself to him to show his love. But once Yami entered this hell it was evident Seth had other things in mind. He had plotted this, he had set him up. This was not a last desperate move of a scorned lover. This was calculated. He had all intentions of luring him in here to rape him.

Yami wanted to vomit. He gave up struggling and closed his eyes. Seth was twice as big as he was, it was better to save his energy for afterwards. A thoughturreurred to him, he could use his third Sennen eye, and stop this. But he didn’t. He wouldn’t. Because he knew Seth better than Seth knew himself. Seth would not stop his revenge unless Yami killed him.

And Yami could not kill him. He could not kill his love.

He loved Seth, he loved him…why didn’t he believe that? The darkness had consumed him, the darkness had blackened his heart. Yami could feel warmth pooling around him, Seth’s pace was now erratic, he was close.

Yami opened his eyes as he felt Seth release. He had tried to save his energy, but he couldn’t. The pain was too much, he was going to lose consciousness.

Seth met his eyes, and to his disbelief they were not the eyes of a monster, but of his love.

“Atemu.” It was a quon, on, a statement, an ambiguous word in the otherwise deathly silent room.

“I love you, High Priest Seth.”

Yami closed his eyes, feeling himself drifting into another realm. Was this death? Was he dying? He was leaving himself. He was going to a realm where Seth hadn’t hurt him, a realm where he wasn’t in pain. Where his heart wasn’t shattered.

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Seto turned on the bathroom light and yawned. Yami’s sleeping habits had certainly gotten worse over the last several months. Last night Yami had thrashed about, and then began moaning in his sleep. And tonight was no different, it was worse. He made no noises but kicked the CEO sharply in the ribs.

This trip to Tokyo had gone better than expected, business wise. He had assumed they’d need to be in the city until Monday night, but they were leaving tomorrow night, Sunday. Seto already had plans of taking Monday off so he could spend more time with Yami.

He had neglected him all day today, Yami had spent the day wandering around alone, taking in the sights, ending up on the evening news. And tonight they had fought for a while and by the time they were calm again they had both been too tired to have sex, so they ate a quiet dinner in the room and Yami went to sleep, Seto working on his laptop until the wee hours.

He had only been asleep two hours when Yami kicked him awake. He had debated waking the spirit up. But decided against it for the moment. If Yami was still tossing and turning when he got out of the bathroom he’d wake him.

Seto washed his hands and walked back into the bedroom. Yami was sitting up in bed, looking straight ahead. Seto took in Yami’s bare chest with excitement. Maybe now that they were both awake they could try what they hadn’t been in the mood for earlier. Yami didn’t acknowledge his presence as Seto walked closer to the bed.

“You’re awake, I see.”

Yami looked into Seto’s eyes and screamed. Seto jumped back and then narrowed his eyes. “What? What happened?” Seto approached his baby and Yami got off the bed in a panic.

“STAY AWAY FROM ME, STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU DEMON.”

“Yami, what happened? Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Stay away. Stay away.” Yami moved like a caged animal. Seto stopped trying to approach him. He watched Yami’s muscles tense on his nude form, the former pharaoh dropped to his knees and settled in a corner.

“Yami? Tell me what happened.” Seto’s voice was stern, but concerned. Yami didn’t meet his eyes, chanting “stay away” like a sacred prayer. “Yami, Baby, please, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?”

“Don’t touch me.”

“I won’t touch you, just tell me what’s wrong.” Seto walked towards Yami, taking each step painfully slowly. Yami looked at the floor. His hand ghosted between his legs. He rubbed his tanned flesh over and over, as if he were looking for something. “You were dreaming, Baby,” Seto decided, kneeling down. “It wasn’t real, whatever just happened wasn’t real.”

“It was real, Seto.” Yami looked up, calming down but still running his hand between his legs, checking himself.

“It only felt real, Baby. It was a bad dream. It’s okay now. I’m here.” Yami looked away. “Please, Baby, it’s going to be okay.”

“It will never be okay, Dragon. It will never be okay again.”

“Of course it will. Watch, in a day or two you’ll forget all about this.”

“It was not a dream, Seto, It a f a flashback.”

“A flashback?”

“Of my former life. My life as pharaoh. And you…you hurt me…”

“It was a dream, Yami. You only imagined it.”

“No. You hurt me, in our past life. You…you…”

“Stop it. I just told you it was a dream. You were sound asleep,” Seto said, firmly.

“Seto, I’m telling you…you lost control and you…”

“I told you what happened. Don’t insist otherwise. You had a nightmare. Just because the setting was Egypt does not make it ashbashback. You told me a long time ago your memories of your past life were gone because you had been sealed in darkness for too long. Now you’re changing your story. It’s all nonsense. Now get off the floor and come back to bed.”

“How can you tell me what I saw? It was a flashback, and I’ve been having a lot of them since you and I first started this arrangement. You bring them out because of our connection in the past. I think we were even rivals as children, Seto.”

“Drop it, Yami, and get up. It was a dream.”

“It wasn’t a dream, why do you refuse to acknowledge our ancient connection.”

“There is no ancient connection!” Yami flinched. Seto sighed, he hadn’t meant to be so harsh, but Yami was getting on his nerves now. “Let’s just change the subject. You’ll see I’m right.” Yami narrowed his eyes and stood up. “Even if I knew you in a past life, i would never intentionally hurt you. So that proves it was a dream.”

Yami considered what Seto said.

But what about what he had just been shown? There was no mistaking that Seth had hurt him. And it fit with in with all the rest of his flashbacks. These couldn’t be dreams, no one had dreams that interconnected.

“Are you okay now, Yami?” Seto asked, noticing that his baby’s features had softened. Yami nodded. Seto took him in his arms. Yami sighed, and rested his head on Seto’s chest.

Seto held him, and said nothing. He was telling him in his silent way that he was here. Yami held him closer, thankful for the comfort. He didn’t know what to think about Seth and his former self. Was it true? Had Seth hurt him? Had he betrayed Seth, had he gotten with Mahaado? But why would he do such a thing? Why would Mahaado tell Seth that they had if it weren’t true?

Yami nuzzled Seto’s neck. He became very aware that of his own nudity and he was also aware that Seto wasn’t wearing anything either. Yami wasn’t sure why that was, they hadn’t slept together. They were both too tired and angry.

Yami pressed his fingers into Seto’s back, wanting the former high priest as close to him as possible. He couldn’t think about Seth right now. The memory was far too painful. Yami sighed again as he felt Seto kiss the top of his head. He could fall asleep standing in his dragon’s arms.

He trembled at the thought of having another flashback tonight. Yami pulled away slightly and looked at Seto who looked worried again. “Baby, what is it?”

“I just need you, Dragon…I need you more than anything in this world.”

“I am right here, Baby. I’m right here.” Seto leaned down and kissed Yami. The kiss began chastely, Seto only wished to comfort Yami. But as it continued passion seeped in. Yami’s moan sent Seto’s lust over the top and he couldn’t control his need to fuck Yami’s mouth with his tongue. Yami didn’t seem to mind in the least Seto arousing him as he forced himself down his throat.

Yami’s hands ran up and down Seto’s back, he wanted to make sure Seto knew he wanted this. He needed this. He needed to be dominated and then held. He needed what only Seto could give him. When the kiss broke both lovers were panting and erect.

“Baby…do you know what you do to me?” Seto smiled, his desire lining his face. Yami quirked an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “Um…so sexy, Yami…so beautiful.”

“Do you want me, Dragon?”

“More than you can possible imagine, Baby,”

“Dragon…I need you…right now…” Yami traced the outline of Seto’s right nipple with a nimble finger. “I need to feel you inside of me. Can you do that for me, Dragon? Can you fuck me just the way I like it?” Seto licked his lips and then moaned, as Yami’s mouth found his nipple.

“Baby….fuck…” They were still near the wall and Yami released the now wet nub and leaned against it. “You’re looking for it, aren’t you, Slut?”

Yami stoked himself, and looked at Seto with passion-clouded eyes. “Um…Dragon…call me that again.”

“You dirty, naughty slut…”

Yami put his finger in his mouth and sucked on it, easily hypnotizing his lover. There was a thin sheen of sweat covering Yami’s naked body, his nipples were sticking out like torpedoes, has abdominal muscles flexed with each stroke of Yami’s hand. Seto could never get enough of Yami playing with himself.

“So dirty, Baby.”

“Ummmmmmm, Dragon….Seto…just thinking about you fucking me is getting me close.”

Seto growled low in his throat and walked closer. He put a hand on either side of Yami’s head and dipped in to kiss him. Yami came on contact, his pelvis thrusting up as he came in his hand and on Seto’s leg.

Seto cut the kiss short and looked at Yami with a smile. “Did I tell you, you could do that, Slut?”

“No.”

“I think you should be punished, Baby.” Seto’s mouth was on Yami’s exposed neck, his hands pressed into the wall to keep his balance.

“Ra in the sky….fuck…don’t stop… please…”

“You came without permission, didn’t you, Yami?”

“Yes.”

“That’s punishable by the cock ring. Which I brought with me on our trip.”

“No, Dragon…please…don’t.”

“You defied me.”

“Your kiss made me come.”

“Excuses will get you nowhere.” Yami narrowed his eyes and pushed him. “Hitting me again, do you want this to get worse?”

Yami sighed, and looked at Seto. He needed it right now, he didn’t want to wait and play any sex games tonight. “Dragon…I need this…so bad…will you fuck me please, I’ll do what ever you want.”

“Anything?”

“Anything, Dragon.” Yami gave one of Seto’s nipples a kiss. “What would you have me do for you?”

“Take me in your mouth.”

“Fine, but you have to fuck me like you don’t love me.” Seto narrowed his eyes. “Fuck me like a dirty whore.”

“Tell me how to fuck you like a dirty whore, Baby.”

“Hard, fast, and rough. And don’t stop until I’m raw.” Seto smiled. “Do we have a deal?”

“Yes.”

Seto picked him up and carried him into the bathroom. “Dragon?” Seto held Yami with one hand and he turned on the taps of the hot tub. “What are you doing, Dragon?”

“Such a dirty whore, what place is more befitting to take you then a tub?”

“We’ve never done it in water before. The closest we got was fucking next to your pool.”

“Then we’re overdue.” Seto sat down on the marble edge and Yami straddled the CEO’s lap. “Baby, I’m giving you what you want, I’m going to show you no mercy.”

“Don’t stop…I want you to force me.” Yami wrapped his arms around Seto’s neck. “I want you to abuse me.” Seto kissed him hard. “Ummm…Dragon…I love you…”

“You little, slut…I can never get enough…” Seto kissed him again.

“Bitch.” Yami and Seto kissed again.

“Cum Eater.”

“Prick.” They kissed again.

“I love you, Baby.”

“You too, Fucker.” Their lips met again for another fiery kiss. Seto turned around and shut off the water and then turned the bubbles on full blast. He was just turning back around to face his baby when Yami pushed him back into the water, tumbling on top of his dragon. Seto surfaced with a scowl.

“You’re going to pay for that, Yami.” Yami rolled eye eyes. “It’s not too late to get the cock ring.”

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, Dragon. I was only making you as wet as you make me.” Seto couldn’t say anything to that. Before he could comment on Yami’s admission Yami ducked under the water and kissed Seto’s arousal. Seto pulled Yami out of the water.

“What? I was trying to uphold my end of the bargain.”

“Look, I know we watched that movie last month where that guy gave the other one a blow job underwater, but it’s just not possible. If you open your mouth you’re going to take in water.”

“Fine, then, I’ll take you in my mouth before I go under.”

“Baby?” Yami pushed Seto up so that his lower body was out of the tub. He wrapped his mouth around Seto’s soaking wet arousal and started sucking on it like Seto were a cream-sicle. Yami began lowering his head and Seto was too overwhelmed by the incredible sensations to stop his smaller lover as Yami dipped back under the water.

The intoxicating sensations of the bubbles and Yami’s mouth were almost too mto bto bear. How was it his baby could hold his breath and give him such incredible pleasure at the same time? He supposed that technically speaking, Yami couldn’t drown. Since technically he wasn’t alive. But his body was real. It had a pulse, and it required nourishment and rest. And if Yami’s body was injured, he’d have to manifest himself another one, but the entire concept made no sense.

And why was he thinking about this in the middle of the best fucking blowjob of his entire life? Anything to keep him from coming too quickly. Maybe it was the sadist in him, but he was curious to see just how long Yami could stay under water, servicing him.

Seto could feel himself swelling in Yami’s mouth. He’d be done in a matter of a moment. There was no way he could last longall.all. There was too much distraction. Yami was good at what he did, that was for damn sure.

There was something wonderfully erotic at the thought that Yami couldn’t breathe as he gagged himself on his length. He wished no harm to his baby, of course. But damn it, how sexy was it that Yami would do this for him? He didn’t admit it enough, especially not to Yami, but Yami’s devotion to him was the biggest aphrodisiac in the world. It wasn’t just the sex acts, although Yami allowed him to do anything to him he desired.

The truth was, Yami had given himself to Seto heart and soul, and hell if Seto didn’t want it

He came then, Yami surfacing as Seto contaminated the water with his release. “Baby, that was unbelievable.”

“Enjoyed that did you?” Yami clung to him.

“Love you, Baby…I love you so damn much.”

“You going soft on me, Bitch,” Yami asked, kissing Seto’s neck with a tease. “Stop acting like you’re in love and fuck me like a whore, like you promised.”

“Fine, Slut. I will.” Seto composed himself, and pushed Yami to one of the rounded edges of the tub. “You want it hard?”

“Get away from me, you asshole, I don’t want you.” Seto made a face, and then remembered Yami was in the mood to be forced. He moved across the tub with ease and pinned his smaller lover, effortlessly. “You’re going to get this whether you want it or not, Slut.”

“Make me, Dragon…” Yami moaned as he fought Seto pushing him away as Seto kissed his neck. There was something wrong with him, how was it possible that he could want Seto to force him when he had just had a vision that Seth had harmed him? Of course what needed to be stressed was that no matter if Yami was seme or uke, he was the one always in control.

Either he was provoking a punishment from his lover, or he was jumping on top of him at Kaiba Corp, or he was seducing him in some manner, letting him know exactly what he wanted. Seto thought he had the upper hand, but Yami just let him believe that. In reality he was the one who called the shots, anytime Seto tied him down to furniture and took him Yami orchestrated it. And now, he wanted Seto to force him. But this was different than Egypt, Seth and his sexual relationship seemed unstable.

Yami didn’t claim that this situation was without its problems. But Yami never had fear that anything would happen, since he was in charge.

“It will only get worse if you don’t give in to me,” Seto threatened. Yami shivered. Seth had something similar to that. But this was just a game, Seto wouldn’t hurt him, not like Seth had…but if Seto was Seth reincarnated then…

“You want it, don’t you, Slut. You want to get fucked.”

“No, leave me alone, you bastard, I don’t want it.” Yami mock struggled, Seto kissing his neck as Yami squirmed. Seto wasn’t being rough with him, he was just doing as Yami asked him to, and Yami put up a fight, slapping Seto’s arms, and kicking him, both teens creating their own bubbles with their movements.

Seto was onto a nipple, teasing and nipping the poor little nub. Yami stilled for a moment, his dragon worshipping the blood filled surface with skill. When Seto released Yami’s chest Yami managed to break away, and headed to the opposite side of the tub.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Stay away from me,” Yami warned. He wasn’t serious, but he was confusing himself. Seto grabbed him. And then it was all over. Yami’s brain didn’t catch up to what was happening until it had already begun. Seto sprang on him, grabbing his lips so quickly with his own he didn’t even realize the taller teen was sucking the breath out of him until Seto’s tongue demanded entrance. Yami wasn’t able to fight for dominance, let alone truly process what was going on as Seto leaned his hand against the marble and deepened their embrace.

Yami could feel his desire surge, he could feel his body bump and pulse at the delicious contact.

Yami was helpless as his brain went offline. Seto was stroking him and pressing against him. It was not brutal and demanding like their sex usually was. Seto was insistent but surprisingly careful, his movements were a sensual dance, Yami barely registering that it was taking place at all. It seemed Seto didn’t need oxygen as the initial contact didn’t break, and finally Yami’s moan of approval had to put an end to the kiss.

“Open your legs, Cum Slut, open them for Dragon.” Yami moaned as Seto pulled his legs apart. He was so confused, why did he want it like this after that flashback he had just had? Yami gave up thinking about the absurdity of it all, and allowed Seto to enter him with two fingers.

Yami’s trembling started again, Seto didn’t notice though and began his assault all over again. Yami twisted against the other, Seto barely allowing him air as he continued. Yami began whimpering at Seto’s expert touch, Seto enjoying the little desperate pants and gasps coming from the submissive one pressed against him.

“You will submit to me, Pharaoh. There will be no more fighting.”

“Fuck you.”

“Fine, then you leave me choice.” Seto squeezed Yami’s erection and Yami screamed.

“Dragon…Dragon…” Yami gasped violently in arousal, the agony of his lust brushed against his lover. The brunet just oozed sex…and Yami’s breathing was completely ragged now. Seto was kissing Yami’s chest, happily, Yami wriggling in disbelief.

It felt surreal, like it was the first time all over again. The moisture, the look on Seto’s face, the teasing way his tongue led the way up and down the length of his torso…all conspired to have Yami screaming, his fists clenching the edge until his knuckles were snow white.

He moaned and arched out of the water. Seto shifted their positions so that Yami’s upper body was out of the water, and resting on the damp marble edge of the tub. Yami wrapped his legs around Seto’s waist. Seto got up onto his knees and held Yami’s hips in place. Yami gripped the edge of the tub with his fingers to keep from flying, as Seto began thrusting inside of him, in a hard, firm push.

“Seto…oh, gods…”

Seto didn’t wait for Yami to adjust, kng hng his lover could take some brutality. Yami thrived off the rough treatment, groaning in pained pleasure as Seto displaced the water and sent it from the tub with each cruel movement. Seto hadn’t taken Yami hard and nasty like this in a while, and it was clear they had both missed this primal, raw lovemaking.

“Your asshole won’t be tight for long, Yami. You’re going to be needing medical attention.”

“Ra…oh gods, Dragon…hard…please…”

“So the slut wants it hard after all.” Seto thrust in harshly twice, to make sure Yami was paying attention. “So be it.”

“Draaaaaaagoooooon….” Yami grabbed Seto’s shoulders with his hands as Seto thrust up into him at a breakneck speed.

“Tell me how it feels, Slut…tell me how it feels to be a whore…” Seto’s voice was dark and dominating. Yami moaned, not sure he’d be able to formulate words. “Say it, Slut. Does it hurt?”

“Yes…” Yami moaned.

“Does it feel good when it hurts?”

“Ra….yes…harder…break me…Seto, please…break me…”

Seto switched their positions again, leaning forward and bracing his hands on the marble edge. Yami held on to him, gripping his upper arms. Every time Seto pounded into him it felt like Seto was ripping him in two, and fuck, did it feel great.

“Dragon, please, I need…I need to…” He didn’t even have to get out the words, Seto exposed his neck to his lover and Yami bit down, his eyes rolling back at the sensation of marking his dragon once again. “Say it. Asshole, say it…”

“I’m yours, Baby…I’m your bitch…” Seto growled as he felt Yami clean the wound leaving a hickey in the processes. Water splashed everywhere, Yami threw his head back in rapture, he was about to come, any second now. “I’m going to come up your airtight asshole, I’m going tll yll you, Baby…do want that…”

“I need it, I want it…fuck me, own me…”

Seto kissed him again, he could taste the blood on Yami’s lips. Why that aroused him further he wasn’t sure, but that was it for his control. This was no longer about the sex, this was now about claiming each other again. Seto knew Yami could take it, Yami was so close to climax now nothing would stop him from reaching it.

“Who’s slut are you, Yami…who do you spread your legs for…who’s your dragon.”

“You…you….Dragon…gods, so good…so good…I’m yours…I’m your slut…I’m Seto’s dirty whore… always…” Seto was unrelenting as he brought Yami to the edge. “Seto…. fuck… fuck…fuck…” Yami screamed amid the chorus of “fucks” and came hard, clenching down on Seto. Seto came a split second afterwards.

Yami slid the rest of his body back into the water and clung to Seto, fighting the sleep. “Dragon…Dragon I love you…”

Seto held him, allowing his lover to rest his head on his chest. “I love you, Baby…forever…”


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Yami rolled over and sat up. He fumbled for his cell phone, finding the ringing device and flipping it open. “Hello, Dragon.”

“What are you doing right now?”

“Waiting for you to wake me up from a peaceful slumber. Waiting for you to bother me and call me a cum slut. What else would I be doing?”

“There’s no need to be a bitch, what, are you on your period or something?” Yami made a face and hung up the phone. He waited for Seto to call back, like he did every morning. And without fail the cell phone rang again.

“Yes, Dragon?”

“I’m in no mood today.”

“Fine. I’m sorry I hung up on you. It was rude of me.” Click Yami dropped the phone back onto his nightstand and rested his head on his pillow again. There was no reason, none, to be calling at eight in the morning. Just who did his dragon think he was? What gave him the right to wake him up?

The phone rang again. Yami made a face and sighed before picking up the phone once more. “Dragon, damn, what the hell is it?”

“Stop hanging up on me. I’m taking it personally.”

“Good.” Click

“YAMI!!!!!” Yami cocked an eyebrow. “YAMI, BREAKFAST!!!!!” It never failed, did it? Yami got up and put on his slippers, he took his cell phone with him as he trudged down the stairs. The familiar ringing started again.

“Son of Ra, Seto, what the hell.”

“You fucker, hang up on me again and I’m coming over there to beat the shit out of you.”

“Tthe the best you can come up with, Dragon? You’re getting old. I’d expect an insult, maybe call me an asscunt or something.”

“Cum Sucker.” Yami smiled.

“That’s a start, Bitch. So why are you calling, you want something?”

“You, on your back, your feet behind your ears, moaning and panting.”

“I just slept with you yesterday.”

“Are you attempting to make a point, Baby?”

“You’re an asshole.”

“Another attempt?” Yami rolled crimson eyes. “Mokuba’s going to his friend’s house today, so I expect you over by noon.”

“I’m not an outcall escort, Seto.” Yami took the plate from Yugi and started eating his eggs. “I don’t come when you call. Who do you think you are?”

“You belong to me, Whore, or have you forgotten what your collar says.”

“How do you know I don’t have plans today?”

“Cancel them. You can see the goof troop tomorrow. As it is, since the trip ended early I should be at work today, but I’m not. You should be flattered, and stop being stupid.”

“Maybe I don’t want to rearrange my schedule to accommodate your libido, maybe I don’t like being on call whenever your sex drive gets out of control. I just fucked you yesterday, recahe ihe images of me moaning and panting in your mind and beat off.”

Yugi rolled his eyes, and glanced at Ryou whose face was as bright as Yami’s eyes. “Yami, can’t you continue your flirting upstairs, you’re scaring my boyfriend.”

“Sorrybou.bou.

“I didn’t want to have to punish you, but you’ll be in the cock ring if you keep it up. Do you want to be punished, Yami? I bet you do you masochistic slut.” Yami smirked. “You like when I hurt you, admit it, Baby.”

“I do, Dragon.”

“You want to be handcuffed to my bed, Slut?”

“Um…Dragon… what would you do to me if I misbehave?” Yami bit his lip, already getting excited just thinking about it. He missed the look on Ryou’s face, as he shifted in his seat.

“I think I might have to bring out Roberto.”

“Roberto huh? You’d fuck me with Roberto?”

“All afternoon.”

“Um…all afternoon…um, Dragon.”

Ryou looked truly bewildered as he forced more of his egg down his throat. He was too on edge to chew properly.

“Yeah, Dragon… I want Roberto…I want Roberto so bad.” Roberto, who the hell is Roberto? I know Yami and Kaiba are into some interesting things but since when did they start sleeping with someone named Roberto?”

“No, I want to be blindfolded. No, I want the handcuffs not the straps. The regular ones. Dragon…no. Yes.” Ryou chocked a bit. Handcuffs? Straps?

“I love you too, Dragon.” Yami closed the flip phone. Yugi had ignored the entire conversation, but poor Ryou was purple and very confused.

“Yami?” Ryou asked slowly, not sure how to ask without seeming nosy. He was just trying to understand.

“Yes, Little One?”

“Who is Roberto?”

“He’s a ten inch dildo,” Yugi answered, not looking up from the newspaper. Ryou’s eyes widened and he looked at Yami to see if Yugi was telling the truth. Yami shot Yugi an annoyed look and met Ryou’s eyes.

“Roberto is a sex toy, but he is not ten inches.”

“You and Kaiba have names for your…um…your…”

“Roberto is the only onet hat has a name,” Yami answered.

“Why didn’t you name the others?”

“Well I guess we named him because he’s our favorite. He’s made of glass, actually. Dragon and I used him the first night we were together.”

“Glass, Yami? Doesn’t it hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t.”

“Yami has a different definition of pain than you or I, Ryou,” Yugi explained, obviously being obnoxious.

“Do you like when Kaiba makes you have sex with those things?”

“Yes. But he doesn’t make me do anything I don’t want to do. Although I do admit to playing hard to get.”

“Hard to get?”

“He makes Seto handcuff him to the bed before they start.”

“Thank you, Aibou.” Yami gave Yugi one last look and got up. “I’m going to Dragon’s. Behave yourselves.”

“Bye, Yami,” Ryou said.

“Goodbye, Yami,” Yugi repeated.



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Seto didn’t understand it, one minute Yami was yelling at him, the next he was passed out on the bed. Seto thought that maybe Yami had had an aneurysm or something, but his breathing was normal. He murmured something in his sleep, begging someone to stop hurting him, but didn’t wake up. When the CEO shook him and splashed him with water Yami still didn’t wake up.

Giving up, Seto called his publicist back, who appraised him on this morning’s headlines. She thought it was time Seto go to the states, just to wait a while until the frenzy ceased. Now that Yami had been recognized reporters were trying to l any anything they could about Seto’s new personal assistant. They kept replaying Mokuba’s interview outside of the orphanage and Seto’s “daring rescue” of Yami in front of the hotel.

After spending hou hours doing even more damage control he went to go see what had become of Yami.

Yami was sitting up in bed, holding himself, and rocking back and forth. “Baby?” Seto asked, softly, wondering if there would be a replay of what had happened Saturday night. Yami blinked and looked at him. There was no scream, but he didn’t look well. “Baby, did you have a nightmare?”

“Yes, Dragon.”

“Would you like to talk about it?”

“I was raped.”

“By who?”

“By you.” Yami turto mto meet his eyes, and Seto shivered. His eyes were bloodshot, and their crimson hue made him look like a devil. “It was a flashback, Dragon. A more detailed version of the vision I saw on Saturday night.”

“Yami…”

“Do not tell me that it was not a flashback, do not tell me that it will be alright. It won’t. I know that you have no control over what your former self did, but it doesn’t change the fact that he did it.”

“Yami…”

“I do not want to fight with you over this. So let’s just drop it.”

“Fine.” Seto made a face, he wasn’t sure what to think. Yami wasn’t even letting him defend himself. Not that he had anything to defend. He had never raped Yami. And this person, whoever he was, was not him.

“Do me a favor, Dragon.”

“What?”

“Make love to me.” Seto narrowed his eyes. That had to be the last thing he had expected hearing. Yami had passed out after Saturday’s sex, and then yesterday they had gone back to the violent, dominating sex they were used to. Make love to him? Setsn’tsn’t even sure he knew how. They had never done it before. “I need it, Dragon. If you love me, you will do this for me.”

“Are you sure this is what you need? If you just had a dream…”

“I told you it was a flashback.”

“Whatever, the point is, if you just saw yourself being raped do you really think it’s appropriate to…”

“I told you what I need, Dragon. Do you plan to deny me?” o bro bristled at the tone of Yami’s voice. Yami looked angry and unstable, it reminded him of last summer, when Yami had lost it, on multiple occasions. Only this time Yami wasn’t asking to be hurt, he was asking to be taken care of. This made absolutely no sense, but Seto decided to do as Yami wanted before he wound up with a bloody lip, and bruises.

“I will give you what you want, Yami,” Seto said, already regretting what he was about to do. He felt sick to his stomach, but he didn’t want Yami to fly off the handle, so he decided it best to do as Yami asked. Seto crawled onto the bed and Yami undid his pants. Seto slipped out of them and threw them to the ground.

He wasn’t even aroused, he didn’t want to do this. He had to stop it. “Yami, Baby, listen…we need to talk, it’s important. I was talking to my publicist while you were asleep and…”

“Dragon.” Seto looked at him for a moment. “Shut up. I do not want to hear anything from you.” Seto narrowed his eyes.

“I don’t want this, Yami.”

“I didn’t ask you what you wanted, I told you what I needed. Now make love to me.” Seto could feel anger welling up inside of him. “If you love me you will sacrifice and do this.”

“Yami, we need to talk.”

“I have tried to talk to you for a long time, I have tried to obtain an answer as to why you would come out of the closet in a press conference and you have denied me. You have treated me horribly, and I have stayed. So do not tell me now, that you need to talk. Now do as I say, Dragon, or I will be forced to take matters into my own hands.”

“What did I say about threatening me?” Seto asked, alarmed at Yami’s darkness.

“Now, Dragon, this is not up for discussion.” Yami was pulling off his own pants and reaching for the lube. Seto watched as Yami poured some out into his hands, warming it by rubbing his palms together. “Dragon, if you do not do this for me, you will regret it, I guarantee you.”

“What the hell is wrong with you, Yami? You’ve been off your rocker all weekend now now you’ve gone completely nuts.” Yami didn’t answer Seto’s inquiry and rubbed his hands on Seto’s penis, waiting for the CEO to react to his touch. Seto couldn’t help it, he was aroused instantly. “Fine, Yami, we’ll do this… and you can be the one left with regrets when this is over.”

“Take me, Seto. Do not talk about it. Do it.”

“On your back.” Yami did as he was told, resting his head in the pillows. “Spread yourself wider, Yami.” Yami did as he was asked. Seit iit in between Yami’s legs, and wet his finger, poking Yami with it.

“Do this for me, Dragon…please.” Seto sighed, silently. He knew this was wrong, but he pushed into Yami anyway, Yami’s body relaxing as he sunk in to the hilt. Yami was obviously a mess, and when this was over Seto knew he could expect injuries. He waited until Yami pushed back against him before he started to move. He wasn’t sure what to do, but slid himself out, only to slide back in.

Yami moaned, and gripped onto the pillows, Seto was pushing into him so slowly it hardly felt like he was moving. “Baby, are you okay?” Seto asked, he was leaning on top of Yami, pinning him with his weight, dominating him. Yami was whimpering like a child, Seto could feel the wetness from Yami’s tears as he begun to cry.

“Dragon,” Yami sniffled, clinging onto the sheets.

“Don’t cry, Baby. Please, don’t cry.” Seto kissed the tears away, but more beganfallfall. What had happened to Yami? Whatever he had dreamt about was tearing him up inside. This felt too much like last year, the same energy was swirling around them…but Seto wasn’t hurting him…so why was Yami crying like this?

“I’ll stop, okay?”

“NO!”

“Yami, I’m hurting you…”

“It feels good.”

“I wasn’t talking about physical pain, Yami.”

“Don’t stop…Dragon…don’t.” Seto kissed Yami’s shoulder, and continued to move, slowly, Yami moaned again and thrust back to meet him. Seto took one hand and held Yami’s hip, and took the other and wrapped it around Yami’s hand, holding it, taking them closer to the edge. He never wanted to do this again. And if all went the way he wanted it to, it wouldn’t happen again.

“Seth…Seth please…”

Seth? Who the fuck is Seth?

“Dragon…I’m…” Yami’s tears worsened, and as he pushed off the bed and came he broke down. Seto withdrew, not caring about his own release.

“Who is Seth? Huh, Yami, who the hell is Seth?”

Yami turned over, the tears no longer falling. “Seth is you, Dragon…Seth is the one who hurt me.” Yami’s eyes flickered with something unreadable. Seto trembled. He had seen this look on Yami’s face before. That Wednesday night last summer when he had lost control. The night Yami first told him he loved him:

The sobbing hadn’t stopped… “Let me see… Yami…” The words an amalgamation of hurt and hopelessness… they swam in and out of Yami’s ears… he was dying… at least it felt that way…

“LET ME FUCKING SEE, GODDAMN IT.” Hands, pulled Yami’s legs apart… traces of redness…it was on the sheets…on his thighs…It could have been more…but it was certainly more than enough…

Oh Gods, Baby

The bathroom door slammed into the wall as it made contact with his fist… Seto’s dinner plummeted into the porcelain bowl…he was falling…drowning…it sure as hell felt that way…

A clumsy hand pulled the last of the toilet paper off its roll, bringing it to his mouth… the paper flushed with the evidence of his sickened state…

He was back on the bed, shaking, trembling…that other lying there, his lover, his enemy, his soul mate… a fallen angel…a martyr for some unknown cause…

“Yami.” It was a question, a statement, an answer… a word…

The boy lying on the bed was unresponsive.

“Yami, baby… please…oh gods… please… Yami…I’m…oh gods…baby… I’m so sorry… Yami…”

“I’m in love with you, Seto Kaiba…”

“YAMI.”

There was no answer…the other teen was unconscious…


“Yami, we have to talk.”

“Dragon?”

“Yami, this can’t go on any longer. My publicist can’t fight anymore, your image is all over the internet, the newspaper, the television. It’s not safe anymore, Baby.”

“What are you talking about, Dragon? Why are you bringing this up now?”

“This is over.”

Crimson eyes focused into sapphire. “Dragon?”

“This is for the best, Yami. You’ll see that.”

“This is for the best? What are you talking about, Dragon? How can you say that? After today, after our trip to Tokyo. What is wrong with you?”

“Yami, don’t make this more difficult than it needs to be. I’m only doing what you don’t have the guts to do. I’m only trying to resolve this before we’re in too deep. Before it all falls apart. I said it’ s over.”

“Dragon, what are you…”

“I am not your dragon, Yami. We cannot continue this. I have obligations to Mokuba and to Kaiba Corp. I cannot allow myself to be caught up in this any further.”

“Caught up in this? You’re breaking up with me? You? Now? What is wrong with you?”

“I only hurt you. I bring out the worst in you. You said it.”

“I should not be surprised by your sudden abruptness, since you have always been incapable of handling this relationship. If you wish to end this, then we will, but don’t give me a fucking excuse.”

“I just told you the truth.”

“Who were you on your cell phone with, your other boyfriend?”

“I have no other boyfriend, Christ, Yami, this is what I’m fucking talking about.”

“So you just come to the conclusion, randomly, that you can no longer stand the pressure, so this must end? I don’t buy it for a moment. You made a calculated decision to come out, and you knew this would happen. Now you’re switching it up.”

“It’s done, there’s nothing left to discuss.”

“You’re damn right, there’s nothing left to discuss. I’m through with the sometime-ish-ness. I’m through with the bullshit. Let this be done. You make it seem as if I am interrupting what would otherwise be a perfectly normal existence.” Yami stood up and pulled on his pants. “And your timing was brilliant.”

“I told you I didn’t want to fuck you, you made me. Why the hell would anyone want to keep around a neurotic slut? I’m only doing what needs to be done. This should never have continued for a year. I can’t give you what you want. So it’s over.”

“I am not arguing with you, you can’t give me what I want, because you have no idea what that is. There will be no going back this time. Do not bother apologizing later. I won’t be around to listen to it.” Yami had his shirt back on and he went to the closet to get a suitcase. “I am tired of this. I am tired of being made to feel like there is something wrong with me, when you’re the one who made me this way. You beat the sanity out of me.”

“What the hell are you talking about, Yami? You’re the unstable one, you’re the aggressor, you provoke me, you caused all of this. It angers me my my opinion of you was so off, but I will cut my loses and move on.”

“I only react to you. My flashbacks were not surfacing for nothing. They were a warning. You’re a toxic individual, and I am tired of allowing myself to be infested with your destruction. You do bring out the worst in me, because you are the worst type of person. You’re uncaring and unconcerned. I pity Mokuba.”

“Take your shit, and get out of my house.”

“With pleasure, you fuck. Let this finally be the goodbye neither of us said for a year, let this end this dysfunction once and for all.” Yami through his clothes into the suitcase, realizing with anger that they wouldn’t all fit.

“If you go to the media as some scorned lover I will make your life a living hell.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Seto. I have no interest exacting some makeshift revenge. You will live your decision everyday, Seto Kaiba. This is it this time, there will be no more between you and I. It’s over. It’s broken.” Yami grabbed his things and stood up. “I will send Yugi and Ryou to retrieve the rest of my belongings later this week.”

“No cursing, no screaming?”

“And no tears, Kaiba. I want to thank you for setting me free. I want to thank you for ending this. Loving you was never good for me.” Seto narrowed his eyes. Yami hadn’t called him “Kaiba” in a year. “What is wrong? Disappointed I am not upset with your decision? Didn’t you just tell me this was for the best?”

“I am only surprised you’re capable of handling this maturely.”

“Yes, well, the time for cussing and name calling has past, hasn’t it.” Yami opened the door. “I wish you nothing but happiness, Kaiba. I hope you get your life back on track.”

“So this is it then, you’re leaving, just like this? You aren’t going to slap me, or holler, or break any of my belongings?”

“We just finished making love and you have broken up with me, I see no reason to stay, are you having regrets already?”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” Yami narrowed his eyes, but said none of what hs res really feeling. He blinked back his rage and walked back over to Seto. “What?”

“Goodbye, Dragon.” Yami leaned up and gave Seto a small kiss on the cheek. “It is over now, Dragon. The rest. The rest is silence.”

Authors Endnotes: The beginning is the end. Or the end is the beginning, whichever way you want to look at it. The rest is silence, the last thing Hamlet says in the Shakespearian classic of the same name. It was actually my senior quote. Speaking of which, congrads to all the grads… gosh, three years ago I was walking around in a yellow cap and gown, my whole life ahead of me… now I write yaoi smut…it’s funny. Well, it’s done… it’s over… no more… Not the story, of course, just the chapter. Actually, I have plenty of evil ideas to torture Seto and Yami now that they’re done. For real. Will they be able to survive being apart? We shall soon see. I don’t have to work next week… guess who’s spending her time off writing…yours truly… until next update… I leave you with this:


“Yami seems to be taking the break up pretty well, how is that possible?” Joey wondered, watching Yami head back into the house.

“I’m afraid Yami’s holding it all inside. I don’t know what to do.” Yugi looked at Joey with a sigh.

He said nothing to his friend as he could feel the sadness wash over the link, Yami was crying again, hauled up in the bathroom, where he went every afternoon for the past three days.