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Adult ++
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Through the Night
Like Crushed Velvet
Summary: Seto looks down on everyone but his chosen circle. Marik abuses everyone but his chosen circle. Can an Ice Prince and a High School gang leader see eye to eye?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning:
Author’s Note:
Through the Night
Yugi sat in front of the warm glow of the television, flipping channels and stopping on random commercials as the feeling moved him. He felt someone sit down beside him and push his head to the side. He immediately frowned.
“Stop it Dartz!”
“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep midget?”
“I’m not a Midget!” he punched the older youth in the arm and Dartz laughed.
“You punch like a girl. Ryou bail on ya already?”
Yugi nodded. No matter what the situation, Ryou couldn’t make it past twelve a.m. to save his life. The spike haired teen was forced to retreat downstairs if he wanted to watch television till all hours.
Dartz opened a book and turned on a table lamp, the small amount of light doing nothing to fight off the darkness. He propped up his feet and got to it, Yugi staring at him offended.
“You just can’t come in here and start reading! Go to your room!”
“Fuck you…” Dartz muttered, moving hair out of his eyes. “I live here.”
The boy pouted and hugged a pillow, channel surfing until he found an infomercial. He sat transfixed until he felt someone poking him in the ribs.
“STO P DARTZ!”
The nineteen year old laughed and ducked out of the way when Yugi tried to hit him. The boy whined.
“Go away!”
“Hell no! You two bothered me the whole time I was trying to study! I’ll bother your ass till you go to sleep!”
Yugi pushed Dartz’s hands away form his hair and pushed at him, trying to force him off the couch. He of course failed, glasses finding a new place on the floor. He bent himself upside down and over, exposing his stomach as he retrieved them.
Dartz smacked him on the stomach and the boy yelped, sitting up fast and yanking down his shirt.
“You ass!”
The aqua haired boy just laughed and laughed, defending himself with his book when Yugi thought to fight back.
After some heated curse words, they calmed down, Yugi settling back into his couch corner and putting on some late night sci-fi, Dartz becoming engrossed in anthropology.
****
Mokuba yawned, covering his mouth and glancing at the clock. It was late and they were still working.
“Noa, I’ve gotta get home now. Seto hasn’t called, but I’m sure he’s going to get after me for being out this late.”
The aqua haired boy yawned as well, waving the comment away. We need to get done. Just go crash in the guest room or something, I’ll call your brother or you can or something…” the boy stood up and stretching, his spine cracking noisily.
Mokuba stood as well, stretching and went over to his limp messenger bag to retrieve his cell phone. He dialed a number, leaning into the phone with his eyes closed for a bit, muttering softly when it picked up. He hung up and put it away, rubbing his eye.
“Got the voice mail, it’s probably okay to stay.”
Noa nodded and indicated they should leave the room. They’d been working quietly in Noa’s room all afternoon. The two went down the hall some ways until Noa showed the raven haired boy the room he was to stay in. It was of course fully furnished with the night lamp already on.
“You can stay here, that alright?”
Mokuba nodded and made his way inside, sitting down and kicking off his shoes. “We gotta get going on the project again first thing tomorrow, alright?”
“Yeah…” Noa watched Mokuba for a moment then nodded, raising his hand in parting. “Good night.”
“Good night…” the boy murmured absently.
****
Seto Kaiba stared up at the ceiling of his obscenely large bedroom wondering what in the hell his only house guest could be doing. It was too quiet and most of all, he really wanted to know.
He sat up from under feather down comforter and one thousand thread count sheets and reached for his robe, shoving his shoes in royal blue house slippers. Who cares what the bastard thought, he had to know what was going on.
**
Marik blinked and yawned, flipping channels idly. He couldn’t believe it.
Five hundred channels and not a damn thing on… he flopped back onto the pillows and wriggled around, loving the feel of the sheets on his bare back. Of course, at home, he had things just as luxurious, but this just felt so damn good.
He sat up again and leaned over the side of the bed. His bag of pilfered snacks was empty and it was time to feed. He put his jeans back on without buttoning them and left the room, shuffling down the hall.
Unfortunately after five or so minutes, he stopped and looked around the darkened hallways.
Great…we’re lost in Rich Boy’s big ass mansion…
He screatched his chest and yawned, reaching up to give his spikes a good ruffle. I’ll just head back to the room…
So the Egyptian retraced his steps, watching his feet in the dark as to not trip over anything. It didn’t work as he ran smack dab into something solid, stepping back and scowling.
“What the fuck –Kaiba? What the fuck!”
The brunette crossed his arms and frowned. “Why are you roaming the halls at night? There’s a bathroom in your room!”
“I was trying to raid your fridge but I don’t know where the fuck I am!”
The young CEO smirked. “Sure, whatever. Why don’t you just go back to the room I gave you and plot something else!”
“Shut up! Aren’t you supposed to be asleep or something? Where’s your pipe to accompany that old school robe Daddy Worbucks?!”
Marik laughed and Seto just shook his head. “Fine, Lil Orphan Annie –”
“Hey!”
“That’s right, your hair’s the wrong color…” Seto snapped in revelation. “Sandy!”
The Egyptian pounced and Seto jumped out of the way, tripping the young man. “Ha. Go back to your room you –AH!”
Seto hit the floor, hard. He rubbed the back of his head, hissing as he realized his mistake. He should have gotten out of the way, damn his smugness. He should have gloated AFTER he was in the clear.
He was pinned and he opened one eye. “Get off me Sandy! Bad dog!”
Marik growled and Seto pointed. “Flies open!”
The Egyptian cursed, moving away, Seto getting up and rubbing his head and back.
That fuckin’ hurt…why do I always end up on the floor with this guy…
Maybe ‘cause you want to jump his bones… his conscience whispered.
The brunette colored in the darkness and gave a nervous laugh to no one. He felt a punch in the arm and turned, scowling. “What?”
“Where’s the kitchen Pencil Dick?”
“Please, don’t degrade yourself, it’ll hurt your self esteem…”
Marik smirked. “Rubber glue asshole.”
Seto shook his head and indicated that they should walk. “Yeah, so what does that mean? You stretch like a rubber band? How many guys have you been with geez!”
“Fuck you Kaiba!”
“You wish…” the CEO walked ahead of him, smile dancing on his lips. He definitely had the upper hand.
Upper hand in what?
Marik walked behind Kaiba, wondering if there was anything under that robe. He wasn’t shadowing him closely, but he knew if he just reached out enough he could grab a handful of –
“Stop looking at my ass you pervert!”
“Says you! You don’t have an ass!” Marik sped up and walked alongside the CEO, randomly pushing him into the wall.
“Fuck off Marik!”
“That what you were doing before you came to see me in the flesh?”
“Disgusting…” the brunette muttered, turning on the lights to the large kitchen. “There’s the fridge you animal. Lucky I’m rich or I’d starve after letting you in here.”
“Shut up. You sure are talkative for a Japanese.”
Seto clutched his heart. “Oh, so wounded!”
Marik smirked and opened the fridge and got out some things to make a sandwich. Seto reached into some cabinets and got out some snack cakes and chips, the Egyptian smiling to himself when he saw Kaiba decimate an innocent cupcake.
They continued eating and preparing late night snacks in relative silence, Marik sitting at the counter to eat his massive sandwich. Seto went to the fridge and rummaged around, when he was done, he tossed Marik a beer, the youth’s eye brows rising to new heights as he watched Seto pop the tab and suck one down, reaching in the chip bag and eating more.
Marik wiped his mouth. “Whoa, you have layers!”
Seto set down his beer. “Yeah, like a fuckin’ onion.” He put away the chip and snacks and finished his beer, tossing the can and leaving, turning off the light. Marik cursed and gathered his food, following Seto into the darkened manse.
“What the fuck!” He held the sandwich close to him on a plate, drinking down the beer. “So, where’s my room again?”
“We’re going there now…you don’t need to remember anything. You won’t be back.”
“Sure I will. Me and Bakura are gonna clean your ass out.” Marik finished the beer and belched rudely, crushing the can and throwing it at the back of Kaiba’s head, laughing. “Sounds like yer head is hollow!”
Seto stopped and turned around, a venomous look on his face. Marik stopped cold, backing up, protecting his sandwich the whole way, as he was cornered against the wall.
“Stop it.” The CEO growled, Marik swallowing hard.
They stayed this way for a moment too long and proximity got to both of them. Seto turned away.
“Room’s down the hall. I expect you gone in the morning.”
“Yeah, whatever…” lavender eyes drank in shapely backside even as he strode away towards the room.
Seto glanced down the hall, wishing he’d taken the time to run his hand up the other boy’s muscular back.
Whatever, I don’t fuckin’ need him…
****
Yugi was tired, but he wasn’t about to be beaten by Dartz. He was the late night king, or so he told himself. And only on the weekends, but it was approaching two-thirty and the youth’s eyes were getting droopy.
He stifled a yawn and Dartz smirked. “Getting tired Yugi-chan?”
“Fuck you…” the boy muttered, realizing he wasn’t to far from his dreamland demise. He was curled up, hugging a pillow, his head already on a pillow in Dartz’s lap. He’d told the boy he was doing it because it was comfortable, not because he was tired.
Yugi yawned again, not being able to catch it and Dartz shut his book.
“Okay Shrimp, that’s it. Off the lap. Go to bed.”
Yugi just looked up at him, sleepily raised his hand, and gave the older boy the one finger salute.
Dartz frowned then smacked Yugi in the face with a pillow.
“Go.”
“Nooooo!”
The youth hauled Yugi up and proceeded to drag him towards the stairs, the boy’s shirt going up, his pajama pants snagging and going down.
“Ooo! Flying toast boxers!”
“Stop looking!” the boy whined, very sleepy. Dartz just shook his head and hauled Yugi into an upright position. He’d known the boy for a long time, since they were kids and knew he got whinier and crankier the longer he stayed up.
“Yugi, go to bed, go to bed.”
The boy flopped over in his arms. “No…”
“I’ll drop you.”
“Neeeehhhhh….”
“Fuck it…” he picked Yugi up and the boy lay there, his head against the older boy’s chest. “I ain’t doing this again, you hear me?”
“Go to hell…” he murmured, frowning as he was jarred when Dartz kicked open a door.
Yugi hit the bed and curled up, briefly aware he wasn’t in Ryou’s room. He giggled softly when Dartz pulled down his shirt, but was out like a light the next second.
Kids… he watched Yugi sleep and placed the covers over him, shaking his head. Arg…kids… He shook his head, dispelling thought s and headed back downstairs to study.
****
Tanned fingers walked their way up bare thigh, two sets of eyes meeting warmly in the darkness.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah…” a voice whispered.
“Sure? I could make you feel better somemore…”
Yami laughed and shook his head. “Honda…Hiroto…”
Lips came down on his and the covers were pulled up again. The brunette whispered in his ear, “What about if I’m feeling bad now?”
The spike haired teen laughed even as he was pushed into. In the coupling that followed, Yami felt the feelings he’d had for Marik fade with the realization someone had been here the whole time.
**
Otogi signed against Bakura’s bare chest and the thief muttered a response.
“Yeah…I wish they’d fuckin’ stop fuckin’ already! Noisy assholes…”
Otogi laughed soundlessly and let a purr rumble in his chest when he was held close, his shoulder kissed.
“We could drown them out…”
The raven haired teen shook his head and pointed to the glowing red clock. It was nearly three a.m. Bakura groaned and laid on his back, pulling Otogi with him.
“First thing tomorrow morning then?”
The boy shook his head again and laid his head down on the warm chest of his boyfriend. “Soon…” he signed with Bakura’s fingers. “Soon…”
****
Mokuba heard the knock on the door and sat up when he heard it open. He held the sheet to his chest, blinking as Noa stood there, already dressed even though it was only nine a.m.
“I thought we’d get started after breakfast?”
“…” Mokuba just stared, then turned his attention to his clothes. He started to get up and get them, blinking in confusion when Noa got them for him.
“Here.”
They stared at each other and Mokuba blushed, Noa smiling and looking away.
“Hey, I’ll just, chill outside until you’re done dressing.”
Mokuba nodded and the other boy left, the younger Kaiba hopping out of bed and into his jeans, scrambling to get his shirt on and making several mistakes. He eventually emerged from the room, his hair a mess, but overall, very dressed. Noa stood up straighter when he saw him and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“So…do you want anything special for breakfast?”
“Not really…”
“Alright…”
Mokuba followed Noa to the dining area, surprised when they were both shown into the garden. As he saw the intimate table set up for two he just started turning red, especially when Noa pulled out his seat for him.
They sat there in silence until Noa spoke up.
“I’m sorry, are you uncomfortable? I just don’t like eating at the big table because it’s so huge and forbidding –”
“No, no! This is fine…”
Silence followed and Noa looked down at his silverware, Mokuba out into the garden. They looked at each other at the same time and nervous laughter followed at the same time.
Orange juice arrived and a small platter of sugar coated fruits and the boys began nibbling before the main course was served. Inside, several staff members and gathered to observe the two boys outside.
“Don’t you think master Noa looks so dashing? It’s his first date…”
“We’ll have to call the Mistress right away…” the cook remarked.
“They look so cute together! Ah! He’s offering Master Mokuba a strawberry!”
“How cliché…” someone muttered.
“How romantic…” a maid sighed.
Mokuba ate the strawberry, as red as the fruit, pulling away and laughing softly. “It was good…”
“I hope so…they’re bringing us pancakes and stuff.”
“…You planned this all night didn’t you?”
Noa nodded fast, laughing. “Yes!”
Mokuba laughed and drank his orange juice, not really caring he could see six staff members eavesdropping or five butlers among the bushes. This was his time and he was going to enjoy it.
“Please forgive them…since I’m the only child of the family, they’re all really…invested.”
“No problem…are they waiting for you to kiss me?”
Noa nodded again, laughing and Mokuba shook his head, eating a slice of peach. “It’s so hard to find good help these days…”
****
Yugi snuggled into the warmth, somewhat aware that his head was under someone’s chin. He gave a happy whine, disappointed when he felt a great deal of movement.
“Yugi, let go!”
The boy opened his eyes sleepily and stared up into the annoyed face of Dartz. He immediately frowned.
“You’re not Ryou.”
“Is this what you do with my Brother? Are you two doin’ it?”
SMACK!
Out of no where, Ryou to the rescue with a swift hand and a sharp tongue.
“Get off him Dartz! God! I thought you had a girl friend!”
Dartz held up his hands. “Yugi won’t let go! It’s not my fault!”
Yugi let go and sat up, looking at Ryou. “Your brother is SUCH a perv! I’ll bet he was trying to molest me! What’s for breakfast?”
“I made some waffles…” he pushed the back of Dartz’s head. “Don’t leave your books on the floor alright, I nearly broke my toe.”
Dartz grumbled and jerked Ryou’s shirt. “What ever Bunny-boy. I have to go to work at two, make sure to take out the -.”
“I know, jeez.”
They argued for a few moments and Yugi smiled. They acted like they hated each other, but Ryou and Dartz were closer than anyone he knew. He got up and sat on Dartz’s lap, blocking his view of Ryou.
“Okay, it’s pay attention to Yugi time! Do you think we have to do chores for Grandpa today?”
Ryou laughed and Dartz groaned as he tried to move Yugi off him. Ryou sighed and left the room, Yugi still sitting there.
“Oi!”
The boy turned on his living seat.
“What?”
“You wanna get off?”
Yugi shrugged and when he didn’t move fast enough was tickled. The boy laughed uproariously, cursing that he’d spent too much time with the family. It just wouldn’t do to have them know all his weak spots.
He kicked and giggled but was pinned and tortured by Dartz’s lithe fingers.
“Stop –stop!” he whined, running out of breath. Dartz just continued to smile, having way too much fun. He bore down on Yugi.
“Promise to stop abusing me?”
“Never! Get off me or I’ll kiss you! RYOU!” he howled.
Dartz shook his head. “That fool can’t help you now! Bwa ha ha -.”
Yugi kissed him right on the mouth and they both paused, pulling away quickly. Dartz let Yugi up immediately and the boy ran out of the room like a jack rabbit.
Dartz ruffled his hair. Ah…kids…
****
*I can have love triangles if I want to! In you face! *snap snap*
*This is for Velvetina, who gave me back my fire!
*Schwarzwald loves water hoses!
Summary: Seto looks down on everyone but his chosen circle. Marik abuses everyone but his chosen circle. Can an Ice Prince and a High School gang leader see eye to eye?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning:
Author’s Note:
Through the Night
Yugi sat in front of the warm glow of the television, flipping channels and stopping on random commercials as the feeling moved him. He felt someone sit down beside him and push his head to the side. He immediately frowned.
“Stop it Dartz!”
“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep midget?”
“I’m not a Midget!” he punched the older youth in the arm and Dartz laughed.
“You punch like a girl. Ryou bail on ya already?”
Yugi nodded. No matter what the situation, Ryou couldn’t make it past twelve a.m. to save his life. The spike haired teen was forced to retreat downstairs if he wanted to watch television till all hours.
Dartz opened a book and turned on a table lamp, the small amount of light doing nothing to fight off the darkness. He propped up his feet and got to it, Yugi staring at him offended.
“You just can’t come in here and start reading! Go to your room!”
“Fuck you…” Dartz muttered, moving hair out of his eyes. “I live here.”
The boy pouted and hugged a pillow, channel surfing until he found an infomercial. He sat transfixed until he felt someone poking him in the ribs.
“STO P DARTZ!”
The nineteen year old laughed and ducked out of the way when Yugi tried to hit him. The boy whined.
“Go away!”
“Hell no! You two bothered me the whole time I was trying to study! I’ll bother your ass till you go to sleep!”
Yugi pushed Dartz’s hands away form his hair and pushed at him, trying to force him off the couch. He of course failed, glasses finding a new place on the floor. He bent himself upside down and over, exposing his stomach as he retrieved them.
Dartz smacked him on the stomach and the boy yelped, sitting up fast and yanking down his shirt.
“You ass!”
The aqua haired boy just laughed and laughed, defending himself with his book when Yugi thought to fight back.
After some heated curse words, they calmed down, Yugi settling back into his couch corner and putting on some late night sci-fi, Dartz becoming engrossed in anthropology.
****
Mokuba yawned, covering his mouth and glancing at the clock. It was late and they were still working.
“Noa, I’ve gotta get home now. Seto hasn’t called, but I’m sure he’s going to get after me for being out this late.”
The aqua haired boy yawned as well, waving the comment away. We need to get done. Just go crash in the guest room or something, I’ll call your brother or you can or something…” the boy stood up and stretching, his spine cracking noisily.
Mokuba stood as well, stretching and went over to his limp messenger bag to retrieve his cell phone. He dialed a number, leaning into the phone with his eyes closed for a bit, muttering softly when it picked up. He hung up and put it away, rubbing his eye.
“Got the voice mail, it’s probably okay to stay.”
Noa nodded and indicated they should leave the room. They’d been working quietly in Noa’s room all afternoon. The two went down the hall some ways until Noa showed the raven haired boy the room he was to stay in. It was of course fully furnished with the night lamp already on.
“You can stay here, that alright?”
Mokuba nodded and made his way inside, sitting down and kicking off his shoes. “We gotta get going on the project again first thing tomorrow, alright?”
“Yeah…” Noa watched Mokuba for a moment then nodded, raising his hand in parting. “Good night.”
“Good night…” the boy murmured absently.
****
Seto Kaiba stared up at the ceiling of his obscenely large bedroom wondering what in the hell his only house guest could be doing. It was too quiet and most of all, he really wanted to know.
He sat up from under feather down comforter and one thousand thread count sheets and reached for his robe, shoving his shoes in royal blue house slippers. Who cares what the bastard thought, he had to know what was going on.
**
Marik blinked and yawned, flipping channels idly. He couldn’t believe it.
Five hundred channels and not a damn thing on… he flopped back onto the pillows and wriggled around, loving the feel of the sheets on his bare back. Of course, at home, he had things just as luxurious, but this just felt so damn good.
He sat up again and leaned over the side of the bed. His bag of pilfered snacks was empty and it was time to feed. He put his jeans back on without buttoning them and left the room, shuffling down the hall.
Unfortunately after five or so minutes, he stopped and looked around the darkened hallways.
Great…we’re lost in Rich Boy’s big ass mansion…
He screatched his chest and yawned, reaching up to give his spikes a good ruffle. I’ll just head back to the room…
So the Egyptian retraced his steps, watching his feet in the dark as to not trip over anything. It didn’t work as he ran smack dab into something solid, stepping back and scowling.
“What the fuck –Kaiba? What the fuck!”
The brunette crossed his arms and frowned. “Why are you roaming the halls at night? There’s a bathroom in your room!”
“I was trying to raid your fridge but I don’t know where the fuck I am!”
The young CEO smirked. “Sure, whatever. Why don’t you just go back to the room I gave you and plot something else!”
“Shut up! Aren’t you supposed to be asleep or something? Where’s your pipe to accompany that old school robe Daddy Worbucks?!”
Marik laughed and Seto just shook his head. “Fine, Lil Orphan Annie –”
“Hey!”
“That’s right, your hair’s the wrong color…” Seto snapped in revelation. “Sandy!”
The Egyptian pounced and Seto jumped out of the way, tripping the young man. “Ha. Go back to your room you –AH!”
Seto hit the floor, hard. He rubbed the back of his head, hissing as he realized his mistake. He should have gotten out of the way, damn his smugness. He should have gloated AFTER he was in the clear.
He was pinned and he opened one eye. “Get off me Sandy! Bad dog!”
Marik growled and Seto pointed. “Flies open!”
The Egyptian cursed, moving away, Seto getting up and rubbing his head and back.
That fuckin’ hurt…why do I always end up on the floor with this guy…
Maybe ‘cause you want to jump his bones… his conscience whispered.
The brunette colored in the darkness and gave a nervous laugh to no one. He felt a punch in the arm and turned, scowling. “What?”
“Where’s the kitchen Pencil Dick?”
“Please, don’t degrade yourself, it’ll hurt your self esteem…”
Marik smirked. “Rubber glue asshole.”
Seto shook his head and indicated that they should walk. “Yeah, so what does that mean? You stretch like a rubber band? How many guys have you been with geez!”
“Fuck you Kaiba!”
“You wish…” the CEO walked ahead of him, smile dancing on his lips. He definitely had the upper hand.
Upper hand in what?
Marik walked behind Kaiba, wondering if there was anything under that robe. He wasn’t shadowing him closely, but he knew if he just reached out enough he could grab a handful of –
“Stop looking at my ass you pervert!”
“Says you! You don’t have an ass!” Marik sped up and walked alongside the CEO, randomly pushing him into the wall.
“Fuck off Marik!”
“That what you were doing before you came to see me in the flesh?”
“Disgusting…” the brunette muttered, turning on the lights to the large kitchen. “There’s the fridge you animal. Lucky I’m rich or I’d starve after letting you in here.”
“Shut up. You sure are talkative for a Japanese.”
Seto clutched his heart. “Oh, so wounded!”
Marik smirked and opened the fridge and got out some things to make a sandwich. Seto reached into some cabinets and got out some snack cakes and chips, the Egyptian smiling to himself when he saw Kaiba decimate an innocent cupcake.
They continued eating and preparing late night snacks in relative silence, Marik sitting at the counter to eat his massive sandwich. Seto went to the fridge and rummaged around, when he was done, he tossed Marik a beer, the youth’s eye brows rising to new heights as he watched Seto pop the tab and suck one down, reaching in the chip bag and eating more.
Marik wiped his mouth. “Whoa, you have layers!”
Seto set down his beer. “Yeah, like a fuckin’ onion.” He put away the chip and snacks and finished his beer, tossing the can and leaving, turning off the light. Marik cursed and gathered his food, following Seto into the darkened manse.
“What the fuck!” He held the sandwich close to him on a plate, drinking down the beer. “So, where’s my room again?”
“We’re going there now…you don’t need to remember anything. You won’t be back.”
“Sure I will. Me and Bakura are gonna clean your ass out.” Marik finished the beer and belched rudely, crushing the can and throwing it at the back of Kaiba’s head, laughing. “Sounds like yer head is hollow!”
Seto stopped and turned around, a venomous look on his face. Marik stopped cold, backing up, protecting his sandwich the whole way, as he was cornered against the wall.
“Stop it.” The CEO growled, Marik swallowing hard.
They stayed this way for a moment too long and proximity got to both of them. Seto turned away.
“Room’s down the hall. I expect you gone in the morning.”
“Yeah, whatever…” lavender eyes drank in shapely backside even as he strode away towards the room.
Seto glanced down the hall, wishing he’d taken the time to run his hand up the other boy’s muscular back.
Whatever, I don’t fuckin’ need him…
****
Yugi was tired, but he wasn’t about to be beaten by Dartz. He was the late night king, or so he told himself. And only on the weekends, but it was approaching two-thirty and the youth’s eyes were getting droopy.
He stifled a yawn and Dartz smirked. “Getting tired Yugi-chan?”
“Fuck you…” the boy muttered, realizing he wasn’t to far from his dreamland demise. He was curled up, hugging a pillow, his head already on a pillow in Dartz’s lap. He’d told the boy he was doing it because it was comfortable, not because he was tired.
Yugi yawned again, not being able to catch it and Dartz shut his book.
“Okay Shrimp, that’s it. Off the lap. Go to bed.”
Yugi just looked up at him, sleepily raised his hand, and gave the older boy the one finger salute.
Dartz frowned then smacked Yugi in the face with a pillow.
“Go.”
“Nooooo!”
The youth hauled Yugi up and proceeded to drag him towards the stairs, the boy’s shirt going up, his pajama pants snagging and going down.
“Ooo! Flying toast boxers!”
“Stop looking!” the boy whined, very sleepy. Dartz just shook his head and hauled Yugi into an upright position. He’d known the boy for a long time, since they were kids and knew he got whinier and crankier the longer he stayed up.
“Yugi, go to bed, go to bed.”
The boy flopped over in his arms. “No…”
“I’ll drop you.”
“Neeeehhhhh….”
“Fuck it…” he picked Yugi up and the boy lay there, his head against the older boy’s chest. “I ain’t doing this again, you hear me?”
“Go to hell…” he murmured, frowning as he was jarred when Dartz kicked open a door.
Yugi hit the bed and curled up, briefly aware he wasn’t in Ryou’s room. He giggled softly when Dartz pulled down his shirt, but was out like a light the next second.
Kids… he watched Yugi sleep and placed the covers over him, shaking his head. Arg…kids… He shook his head, dispelling thought s and headed back downstairs to study.
****
Tanned fingers walked their way up bare thigh, two sets of eyes meeting warmly in the darkness.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah…” a voice whispered.
“Sure? I could make you feel better somemore…”
Yami laughed and shook his head. “Honda…Hiroto…”
Lips came down on his and the covers were pulled up again. The brunette whispered in his ear, “What about if I’m feeling bad now?”
The spike haired teen laughed even as he was pushed into. In the coupling that followed, Yami felt the feelings he’d had for Marik fade with the realization someone had been here the whole time.
**
Otogi signed against Bakura’s bare chest and the thief muttered a response.
“Yeah…I wish they’d fuckin’ stop fuckin’ already! Noisy assholes…”
Otogi laughed soundlessly and let a purr rumble in his chest when he was held close, his shoulder kissed.
“We could drown them out…”
The raven haired teen shook his head and pointed to the glowing red clock. It was nearly three a.m. Bakura groaned and laid on his back, pulling Otogi with him.
“First thing tomorrow morning then?”
The boy shook his head again and laid his head down on the warm chest of his boyfriend. “Soon…” he signed with Bakura’s fingers. “Soon…”
****
Mokuba heard the knock on the door and sat up when he heard it open. He held the sheet to his chest, blinking as Noa stood there, already dressed even though it was only nine a.m.
“I thought we’d get started after breakfast?”
“…” Mokuba just stared, then turned his attention to his clothes. He started to get up and get them, blinking in confusion when Noa got them for him.
“Here.”
They stared at each other and Mokuba blushed, Noa smiling and looking away.
“Hey, I’ll just, chill outside until you’re done dressing.”
Mokuba nodded and the other boy left, the younger Kaiba hopping out of bed and into his jeans, scrambling to get his shirt on and making several mistakes. He eventually emerged from the room, his hair a mess, but overall, very dressed. Noa stood up straighter when he saw him and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“So…do you want anything special for breakfast?”
“Not really…”
“Alright…”
Mokuba followed Noa to the dining area, surprised when they were both shown into the garden. As he saw the intimate table set up for two he just started turning red, especially when Noa pulled out his seat for him.
They sat there in silence until Noa spoke up.
“I’m sorry, are you uncomfortable? I just don’t like eating at the big table because it’s so huge and forbidding –”
“No, no! This is fine…”
Silence followed and Noa looked down at his silverware, Mokuba out into the garden. They looked at each other at the same time and nervous laughter followed at the same time.
Orange juice arrived and a small platter of sugar coated fruits and the boys began nibbling before the main course was served. Inside, several staff members and gathered to observe the two boys outside.
“Don’t you think master Noa looks so dashing? It’s his first date…”
“We’ll have to call the Mistress right away…” the cook remarked.
“They look so cute together! Ah! He’s offering Master Mokuba a strawberry!”
“How cliché…” someone muttered.
“How romantic…” a maid sighed.
Mokuba ate the strawberry, as red as the fruit, pulling away and laughing softly. “It was good…”
“I hope so…they’re bringing us pancakes and stuff.”
“…You planned this all night didn’t you?”
Noa nodded fast, laughing. “Yes!”
Mokuba laughed and drank his orange juice, not really caring he could see six staff members eavesdropping or five butlers among the bushes. This was his time and he was going to enjoy it.
“Please forgive them…since I’m the only child of the family, they’re all really…invested.”
“No problem…are they waiting for you to kiss me?”
Noa nodded again, laughing and Mokuba shook his head, eating a slice of peach. “It’s so hard to find good help these days…”
****
Yugi snuggled into the warmth, somewhat aware that his head was under someone’s chin. He gave a happy whine, disappointed when he felt a great deal of movement.
“Yugi, let go!”
The boy opened his eyes sleepily and stared up into the annoyed face of Dartz. He immediately frowned.
“You’re not Ryou.”
“Is this what you do with my Brother? Are you two doin’ it?”
SMACK!
Out of no where, Ryou to the rescue with a swift hand and a sharp tongue.
“Get off him Dartz! God! I thought you had a girl friend!”
Dartz held up his hands. “Yugi won’t let go! It’s not my fault!”
Yugi let go and sat up, looking at Ryou. “Your brother is SUCH a perv! I’ll bet he was trying to molest me! What’s for breakfast?”
“I made some waffles…” he pushed the back of Dartz’s head. “Don’t leave your books on the floor alright, I nearly broke my toe.”
Dartz grumbled and jerked Ryou’s shirt. “What ever Bunny-boy. I have to go to work at two, make sure to take out the -.”
“I know, jeez.”
They argued for a few moments and Yugi smiled. They acted like they hated each other, but Ryou and Dartz were closer than anyone he knew. He got up and sat on Dartz’s lap, blocking his view of Ryou.
“Okay, it’s pay attention to Yugi time! Do you think we have to do chores for Grandpa today?”
Ryou laughed and Dartz groaned as he tried to move Yugi off him. Ryou sighed and left the room, Yugi still sitting there.
“Oi!”
The boy turned on his living seat.
“What?”
“You wanna get off?”
Yugi shrugged and when he didn’t move fast enough was tickled. The boy laughed uproariously, cursing that he’d spent too much time with the family. It just wouldn’t do to have them know all his weak spots.
He kicked and giggled but was pinned and tortured by Dartz’s lithe fingers.
“Stop –stop!” he whined, running out of breath. Dartz just continued to smile, having way too much fun. He bore down on Yugi.
“Promise to stop abusing me?”
“Never! Get off me or I’ll kiss you! RYOU!” he howled.
Dartz shook his head. “That fool can’t help you now! Bwa ha ha -.”
Yugi kissed him right on the mouth and they both paused, pulling away quickly. Dartz let Yugi up immediately and the boy ran out of the room like a jack rabbit.
Dartz ruffled his hair. Ah…kids…
****
*I can have love triangles if I want to! In you face! *snap snap*
*This is for Velvetina, who gave me back my fire!
*Schwarzwald loves water hoses!