Rating: T
Summary: It's Kaiba's birthday, and Yami brings him a cake. My first attempt at Prideshipping!
A/N: Here's my birthday present to Kaiba. I was kind of pressed for time, so I hope its not too bad...oh, and this on'es dedicated to Hathor-goddess, because she opened me up to the world of prideshipping!
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"Oh, nii-sama, please come home. It's your birthday!" Mokuba begged through the phone, trying to convince his brother to just come home before 9 o'clock and relax...for once.
"No, Mokuba, I can't," Kaiba said while typing with one hand, "I have to work...don't wait up."
"Okay," Mokuba said, his voice crestfallen, "I'll...see you later." He hung up, and Kaiba frowned, looking at the white plastic in his hand.
"I'm sorry, Mokuba, I really am," Kaiba said softly as he hung up. He could go home...but work helped him to keep his mind off...Yami...
He knew that the spirit couldn't ever love him...not after all he put him through...how mean he was...but Kaiba just couldn't help it.
The phone rang again. "Kaiba," He said, typing once more.
"Mr. Kaiba," Isono answered, "There's someone waiting for you outside your office, if only you'd unlock it."
"Fine," Kaiba said, and hung up. He looked at the clock, it was 8:57. He didn't have any appointments scheduled...strange...
Kaiba threw open the double doors of his office, and Kaiba's jaw hit the floor.
"Good evening, Kaiba," Yami said, holding in his hands a paper box. "You should really keep your doors unlocked, you know." He strode into the office, his walk purposeful, sat the box on the desk, and sat in Kaiba's chair. "There's no telling what you could be doing in here."
"What do you want?" Kaiba spat as if on a reflex, admiring Yami's flexed muscles as he crossed his arms. 'Damn, I have to be nicer...'
"I want," Yami said, smirking and raising an eyebrow, "A couple of things. First," He gestured to the box, "For you to eat some cake and at least pretend that you care its your birthday."
Kaiba walked to the desk and sat in the opposite chair. "Fine," He placed his hands on the box and lifted the cover, thinking that at this point Mokuba had a better chance with Yami than he did. He didn't look at the cake as Yami dipped a finger into the frosting and stuck the tip of it into his mouth, sucking off the sugary coating.
Kaiba struggled to keep his mind clean. It didn't work.
"And second," Yami said, standing up and walking to Kaiba. Kaiba averted his eyes from Yami's leather-clad body and looked at the cake.
Yami's face was inches away from his when Kaiba's eyes darted to Yami's dark violet ones, his mouth half-open. Yami tilted his head, "I want you," He leant forward and took advantage of Kaiba's parted lips.
Kaiba returned the kiss a little hesitantly, his eyes closing as he tasted the reminince of vanilla frosting. His hesitance faded as Yami straddled Kaiba and sat on his lap while wrapping his arms around his neck, and Kaiba melted with pleasure.
Yami pulled away after a minute, needing air, "I love you, Seto Kaiba."
Kaiba reached behind Yami, ran his finger underneath the words, 'Date me?', underlining it, and stuck the finger in Yami's mouth. He licked the frosting off of Kaiba's finger, and continued to caress it even when the sugar was gone.
"I love you, too, Yami," Kaiba said, his blue eyes not looking so cold anymore. He pulled the finger out of Yami's mouth and kissed him, wanting to taste more frosting...and Yami.
No cake was eaten that night, but the two lovers soon ran out of frosting...
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A/N: How'd you like it? Frosting is good...heh heh. Please review!