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The Geisha Prince

By: Klepto
folder Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
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Season 1: Lesson 6

Title: The Geisha Prince

Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Seto x Yugi, Otogi x Yugi

Disclaimer: Kazuki Takahashi owns Yugi-Oh, not me. How disappointing is that? XD

“Look Heart, No Hands” belongs to Randy Travis. Good song, go buy it!



Summary: He was like a precious doll on a pedestal that he had dared to touch.



NOTES: [Prompt 094 – Chinese Jade & Sterling Silver] at Literati Perverati.

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/literati_perverati/



~*~Season 1: Lesson 6~*~



ADDICTION

My voice is gone

My brain has stopped

You make my heart tremble



You steal my breath

I burn inside

I can’t get enough of you



I can’t stay away

I need more everyday

I think I’m addicted

Your love is just like a drug



~*~



“Earth to Yugi, Earth to Yugi. Come in, Yugi.” Anzu waved her hand in front of violet eyes.

“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry. Did you say something?”

“We’re thinking of going to the pool,” Honda said. “You wanna come?”

“No, I shouldn’t. I burn easily, then I won’t be able to work at the ryotei.”

“Bummer, man,” Jounouchi commented with a mouth stuffed with chips.



“Eww! Jounouchi-kun, don’t talk with your mouth full!” Anzu threw an M&M at him. Yugi laughed as the pair started to bicker.



“You act like an old married couple,” he said after a moment. The pair stared at him with large, disbelieving eyes, and Honda bellowed out his amusement.

“We do not!” both of them shouted.

“You do!” Honda agreed just before he was tackled by his blond friend and got into a wrestling match.



Anzu sighed and watched them mess up her living room. “So, what are you so happy about?”

“Seto and I are dating,” he answered candidly.

“What?!” The two boys stopped their mock brawling. “You’re DATING him?!”

“Yes,” Yugi responded with a smile. “He’s wonderful.”



“Wait, wait? Yug’s dating who?” Jounouchi shoved Honda off to crawl closer.

“I’m dating Seto.”

“For how long?!” This time, Honda shoved Jounouchi out of the way.

“Since summer started, so a little more than three weeks.”

“Why didn’t you say anything before?” questioned Anzu.

“It never came up in conversation,” Yugi said in full honesty. He twiddled his fingers together in a shy manner. “I’m supposed to get the next few days off, so I’m hoping we can go on another date.”



Anzu, Jounouchi, and Honda traded glances with each other. None of them liked the idea of the brunet being alone with their friend.



Seto, on the other side of town, wasn’t having such a relaxing time of things.

“You’re to make sure nothing goes wrong while I’m gone.”

“Yes, father,” Seto answered on automatic. Gozaburo did the same routine every time he left the main office for an out-of-town meeting. It was ridiculous since both of them knew Seto could run the entire company without the old man around as easily as he breathed.



The idea made Seto smile to himself. Whatever his step-father did now, it would not affect the outcome. Seto had him by the balls, and Gozaburo didn’t even know it yet.



“Make sure you do some work instead of spending all of your time with your little boyfriend,” Gozaburo said in a half-firm, half-mocking tone.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“I’m sure you don’t.” Seto wanted to punch the smirk off of the man’s face. He was all too glad when his guardian was on their private jet 35,000 feet in the air.



“Mokuba, if you’re going to your friend’s now’s the time!”

“Are you sure you’re not trying to get rid of me?” The little imp was grinning in a too knowing way.

“Get in the car.”

“Someone has a da~te!” Seto gritted his teeth against the teasing.

“Get. In. The. Car.”

“You need to introduce me to her sometime.”

“Now!”



As it was, Seto arrived at the ryotei early. It wouldn’t have mattered except Yugi got roped into helping with a customer. He settled down on one of the comfortable waiting booths and observed the activity around him. It wasn’t the first time he had done this, and he liked to think it was time well spent. He had learned more about Yugi’s world from these little sit downs.



The way the Geisha dressed, for instance. Seto loved the kimono the Maiko and Geisha wore, as they exposed the neckline. Like other Japanese, he considered it the most sensual part of the body. His eyes were constantly drawn to the nape of Yugi’s neck whenever the smaller boy was in kimono.



Seto made that train of thought derail before it could lead to an embarrassing situation. Instead, he focused his gaze back onto the Geisha and their trailing Maiko. He finally understood the differences between the two and could spot one or the other with a single glance now.



The Maiko wore much more colorful and elaborate kimono than a full Geisha, like the differences in how a teenaged daughter dressed in comparison to her mother. The sleeves were also longer, long enough to touch the ground when a Maiko had her hands lowered. Also, their kimono collars were red instead of white, and their obi were long and wide.

As for the makeup, the Maiko only wore their red lip paint on their lower lips. And from what he could tell, once a Geisha, the white mask was no longer mandatory. He noticed that some of the women even chose to wear Western style makeup instead.



“I hope I didn’t make you wait long,” came Yugi’s voice, floating like a leaf on the breeze.

“Not at all.” Seto stood with his coat, prepared to follow his lover.



At that moment, a clamour could be heard from the foyer of the building. Yugi frowned as he took note of the customer giving his sister a hard time upfront.



Normally, the Okaasan would run interference in these situations, but with their father off at an excavation in Egypt their mother was left with all of the finances that came with running the business. Being locked up in the office, she couldn’t hear the racket the man was putting up. “Seto, could you wait just a moment longer?”

“The usual room?”

“Ah, no... It’s still currently in use.” Yugi blushed. “Please wait in my room, instead.” The teen blushed harder as his lover’s lips quirked up.

“Don’t take too long.”



“I’m sorry, but Lady Ryusei is not here today.” The man gave Yomena the ugliest scowl known to her young eyes.

“I must always have Ryusei for my business meetings! How can she not be here?!”



“Why is there such a disturbance?” Yugi asked as he came to the front. “Ah, Miyashita-san, welcome back to our establishment.” He bowed to the big man. “What is the matter?”

“Where is Ryusei? I have an important meeting soon!”

“I’m afraid she is not here today, Miyashita-san.” Before the businessman could start yelling again, Yugi continued. “This is a ryotei, not an okiya. The Geisha work here only when it will not conflict with their schedules. If you must absolutely have a specific Geisha, then you must contact her okiya to set an appointment.” Yugi’s delicate hands then hooked around one of Miyashita’s arms and led him inside. “Because Lady Ryusei is not available, may I suggest Lady Tsuru?”



Yomena released her held breath. Her brother had come to her rescue again. “I have a long way to go before I become Geisha.”



Once Yugi had everything settled with Miyashita, he quickened his pace to his room. With school out for summer holidays, they had not been able to meet on a regular basis, and Yugi found himself missing Seto something awful. “Oh!” Even so, he wasn’t prepared for Seto to grab him as soon as he was through the door.



The brunet pressed Yugi to the wall, kissing the boy’s breath away. “Aa... Seto...” Seto began to tug at his obi and growing frustrated as it refused to cooperate. “Shh, sit down and let me undress.” Seto made his legs obey and sat on the air mattress Yugi used for a bed, and watched as his lover expertly untied the obi. His eyes followed the shimmering material on its course to pool at Yugi’s tabi-covered feet, then lifted back up as he opened his kimono.



Seto licked his lips. He wanted to taste that soft skin again, it was more refreshing than cold water on a hot day. “Come here.” He pulled Yugi to the bed and immediately ravished him with his mouth and hands. Yugi cried and moaned under him, his slim fingers burying themselves in dark hair.

“Seto!”



The Kaiba-heir slowed down to tease and suckle on Yugi’s swollen nipples, his hands kneading the boy’s backside. “Sing to me.”

“N-now?” Yugi was still trying to catch his breath from Seto’s onslaught.

“Sing for me.”



Yugi lifted his wavering voice in the first song that came to mind.



“No chains, no strings, no fences, no wall,

No net, just you to catch me when I fall.

Look heart, no hands.”



He lost his voice for a moment as Seto began to stretch him. He arched and clung to the larger male between his legs. “Ah!”

“Sing, keep singing.”



“It took a little time to get up to speed,

To find the confidence and strength I need

To just let go and reach for the sky.

You know sometimes it felt I could fly.

No doubts, no fears, just like when you are here.



“No chains, no strings, no fences, no wall,

No net, just you to catch me when I fall.

Look heart, no ha—



“Seto!” Their hands were twined together as Seto pushed inside him. Their kisses were hotter now, more fervent and desperate. “Please...”

“Yugi.”



The air was thick with their passion and swollen with their moans and gasps as they coupled throughout the afternoon. When they were winding down from their frantic need and settled into a more relaxed pace, Seto pulled Yugi’s slim back against his broad chest, his fingers playing with a tender nipple. “Come home with me tonight.”

“S-Seto...” The brunet bucked lightly. “Ahn!”

“Say you will.”

“I will. I will, Seto.” He tilted his head back and their lips met in another kiss. Seto continued to slide in and out of him, Yugi’s trembling walls hugging him with a jealous strength. “Oh God, Seto...!”



Seto reached down and stroked Yugi’s erection, making him jerk and writhe all the more. “Come with me, Yugi.”

“Seto!”



A couple hours later saw Yugi at the Kaiba Manor for the first time. He stared up at the large and grandiose building. “Is this really alright, Seto?” His hold on the brunet’s arm became a little firmer. “Won’t your father be upset?”

“He’s in Hokkaido for the next week.” Seto lead Yugi through the impressive house, much of which took the ryotei-boy’s breath away.



“Your home is splendid. I’ve never seen so many antiques in one place outside of a museum before.”

“My step-father collects them.”

“Will I be able to see your collection as well?” Yugi had not forgotten that his blue-eyed lover once said that he collected dragons.

“You will,” Seto confirmed, pleased. He took Yugi up one of the grand staircases and down a long hall with several rich draperies.



The foyer to Seto’s room, no chambers would be the term for it, blew Yugi’s breath away. The walls were made of stone, and shelves had been chiseled into the body to place dragon figurines of all sorts. Some were fierce to behold and others were tranquil and wise. It was like he had suddenly been transported into another world.



It was a shame he wasn’t more awake to better appreciate it all. Yugi’s yawn made his blue-eyed lover chuckle. “Dinner, then bed.”

“Sounds good,” Yugi admitted with a sheepish grin.



They dined in the extravagant quarters, feasting on fine wines and the best cuts of meats and garden-raised vegetables. It was quite the treat for Yugi, but his full belly made him even sleepier and Seto had to help him undress, not that the brunet complained.



The bed was comfortable, the softest Yugi had ever experienced, and Seto was warm and soothing to sleep with. His strong arms cherished and protected him from the outside world.

He didn’t know what had woken him while in the midst of such restful sleep.



Yugi blinked open purple eyes. He saw the moonlight coming in the window wall and felt the urge to have a look. Although he knew they were in private, modesty dictated that he use the bed sheet to keep himself covered anyway.



“Oh...” The sight was spellbinding. He thought the garden had looked marvelous during the day, but at night with the moon shining down it could have been a garden in heaven itself. “Beautiful.” Long arms wrapped around him from behind and lips brushed over his ear.

“Awake?” Seto whispered.

“Only for a moment.”



Yugi felt Seto’s eyes gazing at him and blushed. His lover’s eyes were always so intense, they made him quiver inside.



“I was going to wait until tomorrow, but now is fine too.”

“What is it?” Yugi asked as Seto pulled away to retrieve something from a desk drawer.

“Hold out your wrist.”



Yugi did as he asked and gasped as a gorgeous bracelet made of Chinese jade and sterling silver was clasped on. The jade was carved to look like a dragon curling around his wrist, every scale and hair carefully detailed. The silver was molded into delicate leaves and stems. “Seto... This is too much. I—” A finger on his lips cut him off.

“It is yours. I want you to have it.” He pulled Yugi forward and kissed him, with the moon watching in silent approval.



“I want to be your danna.”



Yugi was struck speechless from the unexpected confession. He felt his cheeks burn and it grew hot inside his chest. Never had he thought anyone would want to be his patron. He wasn’t a true Geisha, just a boy raised by one. “Seto...”

“I won’t take no for an answer.” He pulled Yugi closer. “I will be your danna. Come to me with anything you want, it will be yours.”

“Seto.” Yugi didn’t know what else to say. He stood on his toes and stretched up to kiss his lover again. “Yes, I accept.” Seto smiled, and Yugi melted against him.



The sheet fell away to pool on the floor.





~*~



AFTER NOTES: There are, of course, more differences between a Maiko and a Geisha, but Seto hasn’t taken notice of them and he isn’t likely to either. XD

As observant as he is, he’s just not the type to notice a woman’s hair style, hair ribbons, and shoes.

The changing of a Geisha’s hair and clothing also signifies her coming-of-age AKA her going from apprenticeship to adulthood.





CHILDISH FANTASY

I want to make your cold lips smile

Put laughter in your voice just for a while



The world isn’t so gray

With a chance it will mend

I’m sure you will someday

Fall in love again



There’s a special smile on my face

Just for you to see

I want to drown in your embrace

Childish Fantasy



I want to warm your intense eyes

Just for me to see

I want to see love without disguise

Childish Fantasy
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