AN) Hey guys, I'm back but don't worry this fic is just for fun. I've had this idea knocking around in my head for a few day and feel the need to get it out. I'm not going to loose focus on my main fics, and I swear I'll have an update for the sorcerer king and the princess of darkness soon since that's the only main one I haven't updated.
So this is a pre established prideshipping story. I haven't decided yet how they got together but I'll get it in the story soon. Anyways, this isn't your average Yami/Seto story.
Summary: when a mysterious package arrives for the Pharaoh with a cryptic message his lover criticized his skepticism, one thing leads to another and after a heated argument Yami throws caution to the wind. What consequences will Kaiba face for his stubborn attitude?
I don't own any Yugioh chapters, sadly.
Typical warnings apply, adult language and lemony goodness, though this lemon is a little, ah shall I saw awkward. Lol. You've been warned.
Kaiba's POV
"No!" Yami yelled red in the face as I glared at him while holding the tiny vial in my hands. I shook with rage, still flabbergasted that something so small had sparked such a conflict between my lover and I, then again it wasn't even about the stupid package that he received, more than it was about our longest standing disagreement.
"I don't see what you're so afraid of Yami, it's just a bottle of water. Probably one of your nerdy friends trying to prank you. Guess what, it's working." I snorted twirling the little bottle around in my hands with a mischievous grin, fighting with him always riled me up, turned me on even.
"Seto how can you throw caution to the wind like this? Did out trails together teach you nothing, all the times we saved the world together? Me getting a body of my own and still all this skepticism…" He sighed loosing a little of the sparkle in his eyes. This was the only thing we argued about anymore, besides the occasional argument over a duel.
"You know I don't buy into that garbage." I growled trying to shut this down before it moved into territory that would leave my petite lover in tears and me having to do double time to cheer him back up before I got any. Perhaps this wasn't the best course of action…
"Garbage? GARBAGE? You know what, fine! Like I should even have to prove you that magic is real…" His yelling dissolved into a petulant whisper as he snatched the bottle from my fingers. My eyes widened as he pulled out the cork and tilted the bottle back drinking it all in one swig. I hadn't expected him to do that, more like storm off for me to follow and give my form of an apology, which usually ended well for both of us.
The air shimmered a bit, I narrowed my eyes in anticipation but nothing else happened. His face puckered up and he wiped his tongue on his long sleeved black sweater and glared at me.
" That was awful!" He complained and I grinned.
"Well no one told you to drink it. I was merely stating the likely hood of this water having some 'Magical' properties was nonexistent, and I was right!" I gloated only infuriating him more. He crossed his arms and stormed off, that was my cue.
"Get your ancient ass over here." I said grabbing him and spinning him so I could pin his thin form against the kitchen wall. He tried to stay mad, but as I nibbled my way up his jaw line hearing his barley stifled moans I knew the fight was over. I had won, as usual.
I claimed my prize, invading his mouth with my tongue while sliding my hands up his well toned chest.
"I'm still… mad at you." He gasped when I pulled away. He wove his fingers through my hair tugging ever so slightly making me growl as I picked him up cupping his tight ass in my hands and started to carry him out of the room.
"Why don't you show me how angry you are." I whispered seductively. He grinned and one of his hands slid down the back of my neck and traced along my spine.
"Gladly." He purred, I could feel his hardness fighting underneath the tight leather pants rubbing against my own cock. I wasted no time getting up the many flights of stairs leading to our shared bedroom.
Throwing him down on the bed roughly I began jerking my tie off hastily. He was up in an instant unbuttoning my shirt. I hissed as his cool fingers shaped over my skin.
"I love you." He moaned, I lost all desire to take my time as I pushed him against the bed once more and started peeling back his leather pants impatiently. If he didn't look so good in the tight clothes I would demand he stop wearing them.
"Oh Seto." his moans motivated me as I licked my way up his smooth leg to the tender spot on the inside of his thighs. His giggled a bit girlish as I flicked my wet muscle against his sensitive skin.
I grabbed the lube out of my bed side tables drawer and coated my fingers. I Might like it rough but I didn't want to hurt my lover.
I slid one finger I as I began softly stroking his length as he trusted beneath me, his back arched, head thrown back and hands gripping the sheets he was a sight to behold. Surely I had never told him how breath taking he really was. I was above such romantic gestures.
Sliding another finger in I began to scissor and stretch his walls. I leaned down, peppering kisses as I worshiped my Egyptian prince. I loved giving him shit about his peculiar past, but I knew it was real. I had been there when he was granted his body after all.
As I instead my third finger I nudged against his prostate gently. He wailed in pleasure and bucked his hips up into my face. Grinning I licked the length of his throbbing arousal.
"God Seth take me." He demanded, using my name that only he could get away with saying. Probably not if he said it in regular conversation but between my silk sheets, in moments like this nothing turned me on more than his acknowledgment of the life we lived together not only once but twice.
I pulled out my fingers and grinned as I positioned myself against his opening. He opened his gleaming ruby eyes giving me a sultry look.
"Seto…" He said sounding almost sick as he turned his head away quickly. I hesitated worried as I brushed a hand over his face, he was clammy to the touch, but his skin was suddenly on fire. My need taking the back burner to my concern as I pulled back.
"Are you alright?" I sat up giving him space, he looked like he was going to vomit, his skin almost green and much paler than it should be. Was it something he ate?
The air started to shimmer again, and he got so hot I removed my hands from his legs. When I let go, light engulfed him and I was knocked onto the floor.
"Yami!" I yelled and covered my eyes from the blinding light trying to stand up so I could help him. He yelled, no cried as the light faded.
I stared unable to proses what I was seeing. Perched in my bed, being swallowed by his sweater was Yami, only not. His tiny form was now smaller than I had ever seen it before, toddler like almost, except that he was still thin and lean. His hair was shorter but still exotically spiked in a gravity defying way.
He blinked, looked around then looked at his hands before his crimson eyes, too big and innocent filled with fat tears and he wailed uncontrollably. Shaking myself out of my shock I quickly covered my bare body.
"What in the actual fuck?" I shouted as I threw my clothes back on, not caring about the wrinkles. He continued to sob, rubbing his little fists over his closed eyes. I panicked and began pacing back and forth.
"What do I do? What the fuck? Why are you a fucking baby?" I ranted not bothering to stare at him while I dissolved into a manic mess. I wondered what would have happened if we had started fooling around any sooner, if I had taken him and shuddered too disturbed.
"Etto…" Yami muttered still sounding heartbroken and now with the lisp of a two year old. I groaned, causing more tears to cascade down his chubby baby face.
"Etto." He repeated as he crawled down from my oversized bed, tumbling face first. His piecing shriek of pain pulled me out of my panic attack. Regardless of the how, he was Indeed a toddler, currently a hurt toddler. Some instincts , probably left over from raising Mokuba kicked in as I lowered myself down to his level and scooped him up.
"Etto." He repeated, my name, he was trying to say my name. Did that mean he was still in there, I mean conscious of his situation that is?
"It's okay Yami, we'll fix this." I sighed as he tucked his head into the crook of my neck and wove his tiny arms around my neck. I found myself hugging him tightly and ran out of the room.
Mokuba was sitting in the lounge watching TV when I reached the bottom of the stairs. He looked up to greet me but whatever words he was planning to say died in his throat.
"What the shit?" he gasped, I didn't have time to chastise him for his choice of words, but I did stop for a moment giving him what I assume to be a crazed look.
"Is that Yami?" he asked dropping the remote and Standing up. I nodded, unable to speak as my mind raced.
"What happened?" he demanded touching Yami's shoulder, the miniature pharaoh looked up then, all tears dried, looking quite frustrated. He shook his little hands and babbled.
"Is was in ab bile… bobble, wawer." His words were nearly undistinguished making his face grow red but I thought I caught the gist of it. I trusted him to Mokuba's unprepared arms and he held him awkwardly out as if he had never even seen a baby before now.
I ran into the kitchen and grabbed the box from the package Yami had received earlier. Of course he had been suspicious when the unmarked package had arrived, the first time in his three years living here with me he had ever received mail. But I had taunted him for his fears, merely to get a reaction out of him, but what else could it be.
I lifted the piece of paper that laid in the bottom of the box, in a messy scrawl it read: 'Pharaoh, consider this my late birthday gift.' That was all is said, that gave me nothing. Crumpled the paper into a ball, stuck it in one pocket and grabbed the empty vial shoving it in my other pocket.
When I stormed back into the living room Mokuba looked frazzled. Yami had a lock of his long hair grasped in his little fist and was shaking it violently.
"Here." He muttered thrusting the angry little Egyptian into my arms roughly. Yami pouted at the treatment.
"I'm going to the game shop." I said after a moment of watching Yami pucker his lips in a frown. He smiled then, from ear to ear making his whole face light up bobbing his head up and down making his golden bangs bounce.
"I'll go with you." Mokuba said grabbing his coat from the rack. I stopped, thinking.
"Here." I whispered unsure as I pulled my trench coat out and wrapped it around Yami carefully. He still had his sweater draped over him, but that would do little good in the frigid winter air. It was snowing when I left Kaiba corp, and opening the door I saw it hadn't gotten any better.
Choosing against a limo since I didn't know how to explain the child wrapped up in my white trade mark coat, I made my way to the garage and tossed Mokuba the keys.
He grinned as he took the drivers seat, he only had his permit but I was confident in his driving skills, otherwise I wouldn't let him drive in this weather.
The ride to Yugi's was quiet, and awkward. Yami passed out immediately, leaving me and Mokuba to shoot each other bewildered looks every time the car stopped.
Yugi's POV
Hearing the door bell ring I glanced up at the clock, just past midnight I groaned rubbing sleep from my eyes. I considered ignoring it and closed my eyes only for the door bell to go off again followed by loud banging on the door.
"Alright already, I'm coming." I shouted grabbing a bath robe and throwing it over my night clothes. I stomped down stares moody from being woken up.
Swinging the door open I was not prepared for the sight I beheld. Seto stood with no coat covering his rumpled designer shirt. His hair was a mess, Mokuba stood awkwardly behind him and both looked completely flabbergasted, but that wasn't what surprised me.
It was the baby curled up in the CEOs arms, wrapped in his trench coat, all I could see was a small fist clenching Seto shirt, and the trade mark spikes of hair so much like my own.
"Is that…" I stared as Seto gently, but quickly pushed Yami into my arms.
"HOLY CRAP!" I exclaimed as he woke up with a shrill cry. Kaiba glared at me as he pushed his way into the game shop.
"Yami, what the hell happened?" I asked incredulously staring down at his small form. He opened his mouth only to close it again in frustration.
"He can't very well answer you. He can barely talk." Mokuba filled in. I looked up since the fifteen year old was already taller than me, damn Kaiba genes.
Mokuba was standing stiffly while Kaiba had sat on the sofa and buried his head in his hands.
"Yugi!" Yami cried happily grabbing each side of my face and squishing it. I grinned and made a silly face making the Pharaoh giggle.
"You're good with kids?" Mokuba asked coming closer and inspecting the little boy. I shrugged.
"I don't know, I mean I guess so, I had a lot of younger cousins when I was a kid. I was always the oldest so I got used to having little guys like this around." I explained shifting him in my arms. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.
"Aww you're sleepy aren't you little guy? Come on you can sleep in your old room." I said and carried him away from the Kaiba brothers. Once I had him nestled into his bed and tucked in he was already out again.
"Okay, spill Kaiba. What did you do?" I asked as I walked back into the living room. Both Kaiba and Mokuba were exactly as I left them.
"I don't know. He drank this." He said tossing a bottle at me, luckily I caught it just before it hit the floor. I studied the extravagant looking vial, sniffing it I noted it smelled like fermented toilet water.
"Why would he do that?" I questioned making a face. This pissed the CEO off but he didn't comment.
"it's the only thing I can come up with it's the only thing he did any different today." He explained and I nodded.
"Where did he get it?" I asked taking a seat on the sofa next to him. He shrugged looking rather depressed.
" It came in the mail, unmarked, with this." He handed me a small crumpled piece of paper. I read it quickly noting it looked like Bakura's chicken scratch.
"And he thought it was a good idea to drink it?" I said surprised, Yami was usually way more cautious than that. Seto groaned again and returned his face into his hands.
"are you okay Seto?" Mokuba said placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Do I look okay?" Kaiba snapped whipping his head up to glare at his brother. Mokuba blanched and looked away.
"What am I suppose to do, my… my… boyfriend magically turned into a fucking baby right before…" Kaiba explained struggling over his words and trailing off looking miserable.
"Right before what?" I asked shifting to look at him better, I wish I hadn't asked as he paled and what looked suspiciously like a blush creeped up his neck and face.
"Oh." I squeaked, that must have been awkward.
"Well we'll get this figured out. Call Ishizu in the morning, and I'll call Shadi and see if they can come over and help. Shadi is in Japan for a few weeks and Ishizu is working on a new showcase at the museum. I'm sure they wouldn't mind helping to figure this out." I decided with a nod, Kaiba grunted his acknowledgment. I would call Ryou too, just to see if my suspicions were correct before I unleashed Kaiba's rage on the Thief.
"What if there isn't a way to fix this Yugi, what if…" He sighed looking up the stairs at the wall. I thought about what he was saying, if this couldn't be fixed Yami would have to grow up all over again.
"I don't know." I whispered. Mokuba shifted uncomfortably and yawned.
"I never even told him." Kaiba muttered, but he didn't explain any further.
"Seto, I need to get to bed soon. I have school in the morning." Mokuba spoke up gaining the cerulean eyes former priests attention. Seto sighed and handed Mokuba the keys.
"Be careful. Drive slow." He said and Mokuba eyes widened.
"But Seto, I don't have my license's yet." He objected, Seto shook his head.
"shit, I wasn't thinking. Call Roland. Have him pick you up. I'll stay here…if that's alright?" he asked turning to me. I nodded, of course he could stay, after all he was practically family.
"Okay if you say so big brother. Text me tomorrow when you figure out what the hell is going on with Yams." He said and started to leave waving goodbye to me. I smiled at him kindly and locked the door behind him.
"Seto… I have to ask. If Yami can't be returned to his normal age… what are you going to do?" I spoke clearly, choosing my words wisely. I'm sure he knew I couldn't take care of him, at least not full time, between college and the game shop I was pretty booked most days.
He looked at me directly for the first time, fear the only emotion evident.
"I don't know Yugi, I don't know how to take care of a baby. Let alone a baby who I was fucking the brains out of yesterday." He said, I tried to contain my hysterics, failing miserably as I clutched my arms around my splitting sides and laughed so hard I snorted.
"I don't see what's so God damned funny about this." He growled only making me laugh harder.
"It's just… out of context… that sentence…" my laughs slowly dissolved into a hearty chuckle. His arms crossed and he angrily pouted.
"Okay, Seto, let's get some sleep. Tomorrow we can focus on this whole mess." I suggested checking the time to see it was after one now. Good thing I wouldn't be going to classes tomorrow, apparently.
He agreed and slouched dramatically on the couch. I hunted down a spare blanket for him, he took it without thanks and began rubbing his temples with a groan. I tried to imagine what he must be feeling but found I had no comparison to this crazy turn of events.
Walking up the stairs I peeked into Yami's old room to check on the sleeping prince. He was curled around his pillow, suckling his thumb. I wasn't sure I had ever seen a kid so cute, so at least he had that going for him. I shook my head, poor Yami, but even worse poor Kaiba, I thought as I made my way into my own room to try and get some sleep.
AN) Well there's chapter one, I hope that no lines were crossed with my almost lemon. Horrible timing huh, I know I'm evil as fuck, Sorry. Who sent that mysterious potion, what is it, and how long will this last? All questions to be answered next time on Baby Blues, please read and review.