Like Crushed Velvet

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*
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Author’s Note:

Do What You Want

Ryou and Yugi got out of the car and watched Dartz parked, chattering on about the day and laughing at some of the things that happened in class. Ryou said his goodbyes and ducked into his house, making a face at Dartz who was just getting out of the car. Yugi laughed and started to walk across the way to his own home but was stopped as Dartz called his name.

“Yugi!”

The tri-color haired teen stopped and turned. “What? You can take your own garbage to the curb! Go away!”

“Watch it, you still owe your Grandpa chores and if I ask those chores can be with me doing my chores!”

The boy made a face and Dartz just grinned, coming over. The tall, aqua haired boy put his hands on his hips and leaned back a bit, trying not to loom over the smaller boy.

“So Yugi…”

“So what?” the boy pushed up his glasses. “I have crap to do Dartz! Ryou likes books, just buy him one for whatever holiday you’ve forgotten!”

Dartz tossed his hair and leaned down a bit. “That’s not what this is about, let’s go over to your porch since you’re so eager to go inside.”

They went over to the porch, Yugi waving at his Grandpa through the window. The old man waved back and left the counter, probably to go upstairs and rest. Yugi looked up at Dartz.

“Now what?”

“I don’t think you should be encouraging Ryou to…take up with dangerous guys. This Raphael, isn’t he nearly as old as me?”

Yugi blinked. “You’re twenty, Raphael’s like eighteen. Who cares? You went out with older people all the time –”

“Yeah, but this is Ryou…and this is you as well. Who’s this Varon guy?”

Yugi’s lips curled into a clever smile. “He’s the best and it’s really none of your business! He’s cool and he’s got great hair!”

By this time, Dartz and Yugi were very close together and the smaller boy was turning red. He laughed nervously and put his hand up, trying to push Dartz back unsuccessfully.

“Dartz! Come on!”

The youth smiled and leaned over Yugi again, pressing their lips together. Yugi just broke into giggles and pushed him away.

“You jack ass! Off!”

Dartz rubbed the back of his head, still grinning. “So I’m a bad kisser?”

“You’re waaaay too old for me any way! Go away!”

Blue eyes stared down magenta ones. “We’ve lived next to each other for years Yugi…I don’t see you as a kid anymore. I hope you know that.”

Yugi’s snippy come back died on his lips and he blushed. “I…I know…damn it Dartz! Fuck you!”

He ran inside and slammed the door, Dartz chuckling and going back to his own front door.

Yugi…

****

Marik sat in his room staring at the ceiling. He’d been thinking of what Seto had said all evening.

Why is he doing this…

He sighed and closed his eyes. For one brief moment they were together. They could have had something really, right there behind the school.

Damn you cell phone.

He’d seen Honda and Yami getting all touchy feely and just felt rank jealousy. He’d even seen Otogi getting close to Bakura and wanted to rip them apart. Even Raph and Varon raving about possible dates was pissing him off.

Here he was with a damn near sure thing and what kept getting in the way?

Pride. Arrogance. The need to fuck with each other. In both senses of the phrase.

damn you Seto Kaiba…damn you….

He lay back and turned on his side, closing his eyes. We have to do something about Otogi…we don’t have enough money yet -

He sat up as someone knocked on the door. “Yeah?”

Bakura came in and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Otogi got kicked outta school.”

“Fuck! Why?”

Bakura shrugged. “He’s pissed…apparently the asshole he beat up has really rich parents. Powerful parents and even if he did make a pass at Otogi, there’s nothing we can do. That fuckin’ sucks…”

Marik narrowed his eyes. “Where’s the ass live?”

“We can’t…they’re on the look out for us.”

Marik growled. It was just one thing after another all the time. Life just couldn’t stop fucking him over.

“What the fuck Bakura? What are we gonna do?”

The white haired delinquent looked at his partner in crime. “We need the money…didn’t you say you got a chance to case Kaiba’s house? Let’s do it already.”

A sick feeling coiled in his stomach at that. “No…let’s not do anything.”

Bakura was surprised to say the least. “What?!”

“Otogi needs you.” Marik looked at his brown-eyed friend. “You’re in love with the little loud mouth aren’t ya?”

Pale skin turned crimson and Bakura shoved his hands in his pockets. “Shut the fuck up…”

“A little late for that stuff now huh?”

Marik got up and paced the room a bit. “I’ll take care of it…”

“yeah but Marik…”

He looked at his friend. “This life ain’t gonna screw us over anymore Bakura. Not anymore. No matter what, I’ll get the money. Otogi’s gonna be alright…we’re gonna be alright.”

Bakura nodded and headed out of the room. He closed the sliding door and glanced over his shoulder.

Marik…what are you planning…you sound like you’re planning to die.

The youth felt hands clutch his own and he looked up just in time to catch Otogi against his chest. The boy had been crying and was using his hand to sign that he was sorry.

“Hey…don’t worry about it…it’ll be just fine…” He hugged him and led him back down the hall towards his room.

It’ll be fine…right Marik?

****

Seto stopped typing viciously on his computer to pop his knuckles. He’d been at it for hours now, trying to make up the time lost due to day dreaming and playing mind games with his recent house guest.

But it was worth it…

He’d been planning and scheming all afternoon, trying to think of a clever way to give the boy what he needed without hurting his pride. He knew if he upset Marik in anyway, his generous offer would be tossed away in his face and whatever good he was trying to do would be lost.

“I need a break…” he whispered to himself, pushing away from the desk and left the office, deciding he would visit Mokuba and see how the younger Kaiba was progressing on his own homework.

He walked for a minute or so, making it within earshot of the boy’s door when he heard excited chatter. He peaked around the corner and saw his brother on the phone.

“Mokuba.” He said, going inside. “Who are you talking to?” He mouthed.

Mokuba put his hand over the mouth piece and shooed his big brother away. “I’m busy Seto, go do your homework.”

Seto blinked and left the room, not knowing what to do in the face of his own words. How many times had he told Mokuba that? Was this what it was like to be forgotten? Rejected?

He thought of earlier in the day…

“No, Dartz is coming to get me and Ryou…” “I don’t have to be your only friend Seto…”

Rejection.

Seto walked back to his office and sat back down in front of his computer. Rejection was certainly something he didn’t deal with well.

That’s why I…I eliminate it before it even has a chance to crop up…

He thought about Marik again. Like he’d been thinking about the boy all day. What was he waiting for?

****

Yugi threw his pen down and flopped back on Ryou’s bed. “This is too hard!”

The white haired boy laughed. “I don’t think so…” He put down his calculator and stretched his arms. “How about we take a break? We can go sit outside and just chill out for a while.”

“Ah…it’s kinda chilly out there.”

Ryou chuckled and shook his head. “Why don’t you grow a set and come on!” He left the room, Yugi’s mouth gaping.

He got up and ran after his friend. “Where’d you learn that?”

The boy’s white cheeks flamed. “Talkin’ to Raph.”

“Ahhh so it’s Raph now?” Yugi pushed Ryou playfully and they spilledout onto the front porch. Ryou giggled musically.

“Look, I was just talking to him at my locker before we all left school…he’s…alright.”

“Uh huh!” Yugi was grinning like a loon. “I thought he was a big brute? Wasn’t he just beating you guys up a few days ago?”

Ryou shrugged, still blushing. “That’s how you can tell someone likes you…”

“By getting your ass kicked?” Yugi clapped. “And the Most Intelligent award goes to Ryou –”

The British boy pushed him and covered his face for a moment before looking up at Yugi. “I want him. Bad.”

“Wooo!” the spike haired teen watched his friend, happiness welling up inside. He was glad that he wasn’t the only one who saw the better qualities of the Iron Spikes.

They sat out there watching the stars sparkle.

“Do you think Varon really likes me?”

Ryou clasped his hands against his chest. “Will he go to prom with me! Does he like my dress! Oh Varon, let’s lose our virginity together!”

They both laughed, realizing they were bordering on teenage girldom.

Yugi put his chin in his hands and bumped his friend.“…your brother…is handsome Ryou.”

“Ew, no, not in a million years.”

The chibi closed his eyes. I thought so…better not tell him we kissed then…

“But he looks like you…so does that make you ugly by proxy …” he trailed off as a car screeched up, bouncing on its shocks even after it was completely stopped. Ryou’s mouth dropped open as Raphael climbed out of the car and waved to Ryou.

“We found it!” he boomed.

Yugi’s mind was slowly shutting down as Varon got out of the car. Dressed in a motorcycle jacket and blue jeans, the boy’s bare chest looked smooth and godly in the moonlight.

“’Ey Babe. Wot’s up?”

Yugi gripped Ryou’s thigh. “I…have to…go…home and do…things…now…”

“Just talk to him…” Ryou said through a huge grin, beaming at Raphael, who was still waving.

Varon came over and leaned down at Yugi. “Got someplace we can talk?”

Yugi pointed past Ryou. “I-I live over there?”

Varon looked in the direction he was pointing and nodded. “All roight, let’s go then.” He took Yugi’s arm and tugged him in the general direction, the surprised youth going along dazedly.

When they reached Yugi’s porch, the spike haired chibi was all smiles and nervous gestures. He was running his hand through his spikes and digging his toe into the porch and pushing his hands in and out of his pockets. Varon just smiled and leaned against the porch support.

“So…ah…wot were ya doin’ just now?”

“Nothing.” He squeaked. Yugi caught himself then explained. “We were taking a homework break. We were doing geometry y’know?”

“Yeah, ain’t that stuff killa? Oi do all roight though. Got good marks. You?”

Violet eyes shut in a smile. “I totally bomb at it. Ryou’s trying to show me, but I completely suck…”

“Yeah?” Varon shrugged. “Well…ah…Oi could show you.”

Yugi nodded vigorously. “Show me!”

The Aussie laughed at his enthusiasm and adjusted the goggles on his head. “Loike…roight now? I was ‘opin’….we could ah….”

Yugi squeed inside. Varon was so nervous and cute right now. He stepped closer to him and put his hands in his pockets.

“I like your jacket!”

“Yeah? Got it last week…”

“Wow…did you steal it?”

Varon laughed tentatively. “Bought it Love…Oi’ve got an allowance sometimes…”

“Wow….” Yugi reached out to touched the lining, stepping closer. “It’s…great.” He peered up at Varon and smiled, the Aussie blushing.

“Yeah…”

Meanwhile, Ryou was perched on the hood of Raphael’s car, talking to the blond bruiser like nothing wrong had ever happened between them.

“yeah…he came and apologized…”

Raph leaned on the car, leaning close to Ryou, the albino teen a constant shade of red. “That’s good. I saw him trying to kiss you at Gym. I don’t go for that.”

Ryou wanted to melt and giggle at the same time. “I’m…not your boyfriend Raphael…”

“yeah so?” he leaned in and whispered in Ryou’s ear. “You wanna fix that? You’re kinda hot.”

The boy looked up, his brown eyes wide. “Kinda!?”

Raphael panicked. “Uh! No! all the way hot! All the way!”

“Hmph!” Ryou hopped off the car. “Go home, I don’t want to talk to you anymore! You’re just a –.” Ryou stopped mid-rant as a tiny stuffed kitten was presented to him. He snatched it with a tiny “gimme!” and slid back on the car hood. Raphael took up his position again and spoke into his ear.

“You’re all the way hot Ryou. All the way.”

The boy laughed. “I know…” He looked up at Raphael and smiled. Raphael smiled back and flipped down his sunglasses. Ryou pressed his mouth to Raphael’s and ran for his house, laughing uproariously, holding the kitten aloft.

Yugi watched from his porch, mouth ajar. “Ryou I can’t believe you….”

He was brought out of his awe as lips connected with his cheek. He turned and Varon was looking off.

“Wot? A shootin’ star?”

Yugi pushed him and laughed. “You’re so stupid!”

Varon laughed. “Yeah I know!”

At Ryou’s front door, Raphael was knocking politely, feeling awkward when Dartz answered the door.

“Um…hey…ah…Is Ryou…inside? I need to…I-can’ I talk with him?”

Dartz gave him a withering stare. “I don’t think –.” He stopped as he saw Yugi out of the corner of his eye.

Gripping his goggles for support, Yugi was giving Varon the biggest kiss of his life. The aqua haired young man frowned, completely forgetting what he was doing. He ignored Ryou beckoning Raphael inside and crossed his arms, staring Yugi and Varon down.

Yugi pulled away from Varon feeling breathless, the Aussie delinquent all smiles.

“Wow…Oi dunno wot t’say…”

“I really really like you and stuff….”

Varon nodded. “Yeah me too…wow….”

Yugi just giggled, turning away. That’s when he saw Dartz. The smile faded on his lips and he stepped back a bit. He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked down at the porch.

Who cares Dartz…you’re not my boyfriend…

He felt Varon’s lips against his forehead and he looked up smiling. He took his hand and opened his front door and led him inside, giving Dartz another glance before he went inside, hoping the boy would understand.

****

Marik stood outside the Kaiba residence eyeing the intercom button. Would he even be let in?

He pressed it, watching his finger bend on contact. The buzzer sounded, loud and annoying.

When it asked who it was he answered. There was a long pause and suddenly the huge gates swung open.

So far…so good…but the real test is inside…





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