Cards for all Seasons
1. Blue Eyes Winter
Author: Red Kasei
Fandom: Yugi Ou
Rating: T
Warnings: shounen ai and implications of naughtiness
Pairing: Yugi/Seto
Summary:
Just drabbles on the romance and relationship between Yugi and Seto seeing as there's so damn few of them…
Snow drifted lightly down from the sky, adding another layer to the already white frosted ground. Icicles hung from the branches of the naked trees lined up the driveway and Seto wished that night would come soon so he could turn the driveway lights on and watch as the icicles lit up like fairy lights. A small pleasure of his.
But, at the same time, he didn't want night to come quickly at all. It was already half past five and he was seated anxiously at his bedroom window, waiting for Yugi to come home from work.
It was real twist of irony. Normally, Seto would be one hard-pressed to get some time off; always working late into the night because of something or other someone else just did not put the time and effort into doing right. He was the CEO of Kaiba Corp, even though he was only twenty-one. He had certain obligations to fulfill as did his company and he failed to meet the mark he knew he would be finished. Life had never been fair or kind to Seto.
But his Yugi had been trying to make it up to him. He was terribly grateful for have such an understanding boyfriend. He never nagged when he awoke at two in the morning to still find him in his study, furiously typing away. He just asked him to shut down, assured him everything would be better after a good nights sleep and put him to bed.
Besides Mokuba, Yugi was the only other kindness in his life.
But now he was stuck in the museum, giving a tour for some rich bitch who demanded a late tour because she didn't want to mix with the plebian civilians. Seto thought that was the stupidest thing he ever heard, but refrained from saying so to his boyfriend. Yugi loved his work at the museum, but he knew he hated working late. The only times he liked working late was when a new exhibition was being shipped in and he had to set it up. Then he'd fly into research and it would be Seto's turn to coax him into bed. Other than that, though, he hated it.
He was also feeling bit antsy because the woman in question who demanded this late night tour was a fan of Yugi's. He knew he didn't have to worry, as Yugi was as faithful as they came. But he was concerned on what stunt that bitch would pull just to get whatever she wanted from him. Even though no one knew they were in a serious relationship, one that bordered on engagement and marriage, he still didn't want anyone to think that his Yugi was free and available.
Especially not some rich tart by the name of Lucille Parky!
Just as he was wondering if he should go and take a peek himself, he noticed a small figure walking up the driveway. The snow wasn't heavy, but it was cold outside, and he quickly readied the fleece blanket. But after a couple of minutes of waiting and watching, he realized the tri-coloured figure wasn't moving any closer to the manor. Instead, he seemed to be hanging around his favorite spot for brooding.
Seto sighed. That didn't bode well.
Grabbing his own coat and the fleece blanket, he made his way outside to the lone figure.
The snow crunched under his boots and he momentarily hoped that Yugi either had his boots on or he had caught a cab back home. He knew it was silly to worry over his younger boyfriend in such a manner but it was the way of their relationship; they took care of each other when they forgot to take care of themselves.
Whatever was on his lover's mind had to have been bad. He hadn't noticed Seto in his dark double buttoned coat with the violet blanket, or heard his crunchy steps through the snow. Blue eyes shimmered with worry.
"Bad day?"
"Seto!" he jumped, but relaxed as soon as the blanket came over his shoulders. "You…you don't have to…"
"Please, Yugi. You're wearing a polar neck, jeans, sneakers and a jersey and you're standing in the freezing cold."
The smaller man smiled up at his lover, knowing that the harsh remark was only said because he was worried.
"Thank you."
"So?" he asked, huddling against the smaller man to give him warmth. "How did it go?"
The rough sigh that followed said it all, but his ears perked for the details.
"Oh, Seto! It was…just goddamn awful!"
His slender brows rose. Yugi never swore unless it was really bad.
"How so? What happened?"
"Just…ugh!" he groaned, scrubbing his face with one hand but leaning back into Seto's warm embrace. "That woman, Lucille was a total nutjob! And someone I definitely wouldn't cry for if she got run over!"
"She was that bad?"
"No, love, she was worse. She had me running for bottled water for half an hour before finally throwing a tantrum when I told her we didn't have any bottled water from Switzerland. Then she kept asked me inane and stupid questions like 'why didn't they just use a lighter to make their fires'" Seto sniggered at that. "But all those made the rest of the evening look much lighter than when she started making sexual innuendos."
Seto growled, his eyes narrowing in fury.
"She did what?"
"Yup, sexual innuendos. And bad ones, at that. I swear; I was about ready to take the Staff of Ka-Aper and shove it just where she suggested! Only…more painfully and hopefully to hurt her."
"Something tells me there's more to it, love."
"There is," he sighed. "She then dropped the innuendos and came right onto me."
His grip on Yugi tightened and was very relieved when Yugi's did the same. Still furious with this woman, but feeling terrible for his Duel Master, he leant down and gave him an encouraging peck on his cheek.
"What did you do?" Yugi flushed and ducked his head and mumbled something. "What? I can't hear you."
Guilty amethyst eyes looked up at him.
"I kicked her below, pushed her into the scarab display and told the whore to leave me the hell alone or else."
He couldn't help himself. He knew Yugi was feeling guilty and more than a little apprehensive about the repercussions, but he just couldn't help himself. The happiness welling inside him deemed that his seme needed to be given a well done kiss and he did just that. Yugi was surprised at first, but quickly took control, sweetly kissing his taller lover and silently reminding him that he loved him above all else.
"Oh, Yugi," he whispered, holding him close and relishing in the feeling. "I know it's stupid of me to be happy about that, but…"
"I know, love, I know." He said with a soft smile. "The first thing I did after that was storm out the museum."
"You mean you haven't locked anything up?"
Yugi blushed again.
"Well…I was so keen on coming home that I forgot."
"How? I mean, not that I'm ungrateful but studying archeology and paleontology at the museum is your passion. You love it. I remember when they asked you to be the one to close up when the night guard came; you were jumping all over the place and not even the champagne could calm you down! In fact," his tenor dropping to a seductive level. "I remember three rounds involving strawberries, handcuffs and pages twenty-six, twenty-nine and forty-one of the karma sutra that left us aching the next morning."
Yugi's face was now fully red, but Seto could feel that he wasn't the slightest bit embarrassed. If anything, he was quite keen on a repeat performance.
"Yes, well," he coughed. "You see, I came back because even though she came onto me and I pushed her away, I still had this horrible feeling like I had cheated on you. I don't know; perhaps I only felt like that because that opportunity was there and any other person would have taken it, but I just…I just felt so horrible and I wanted to kiss you and remind you that you belong to me and no one else could ever take your place. If that makes any sense."
Seto was blown away. He knew it wasn't Yugi's fault. Somewhere, deep inside, he had always known that things like this were going to happen. After all, Yugi was the Duel Master and one of the most sought after bachelors. Seto was equally sought after, but his notorious attitude and high maintenance appearance made him out of reach except to the very prestigious of the world. To know that Yugi loved him so much that he wanted to show Seto that he belonged to him, even though he hadn't known what happened…it made his heart swell and he wanted Yugi to take him there and then in snow. But that could come later.
"Yugi," he sighed, kissing his cheeks. "Lesser men may do such a thing given the opportunity, but I know you won't. You're not like any other person I've ever met and I'm eternally grateful for that little fact. I know you'd never do something as hideous as that, so I don't blame you for what that woman did."
"I know, but I just felt like I had solidify the fact that I love you, somehow." He said. "We can't exactly share the knowledge of our relationship with the world just yet."
"I know."
"Don't feel guilty about that, love. I know you only want to keep it hidden so people won't turn against me, but you know I wouldn't care if they did."
"I do. I've only been in your life for a year. We could split apart just as easily."
"No, my Blue Eyes," he said, gently bringing his face down. He may have been gentle, but there was a certain hardness in his eyes that Seto could only describe as his Yugi. "We won't. I forbid it. No one is going to take you away from me or try to lure me away. I won't let it happen."
Promises of pain to whomever tried sent pleasurable shivers down his spine and he, again, remembered just why he fell in love with him and was willing to spend the rest of his life with him.
"Okay," he sighed in agreement, nuzzling into his open palm.
He truly felt like the luckiest man alive.
It had been two days since that little incident. Seto had given Yugi a lift back to the museum to close it up and retrieve his bag, knowing that Lucille Parky had long left the building. Their love making that night had been both loving and rough and Seto knew he wouldn't want it any other way from his Dark Magician.
Of course, having been insulted in such a manner, Lucille had tried to sue Yugi for 'molestation' and 'attempted rape'. The headlines caused such a scandal that he couldn't leave the manor to work the next morning! All of his friends phoned to ask if it was true or not, only to tell him they knew he wasn't capable of such despicable acts. Seto had agreed, but only on the inability to rape. He was quite happy with being molested and you couldn't rape the willing, now could you? Of course, Yugi's friends simply thought that Yugi was living with Seto being of the vast space and he was trying to find his own feet, so he couldn't exactly tell them that, could he?
But a day of having reporters at his manor's gates, spouting ridiculous claims of bondage and ritual fornication was more than enough for him, and Seto decided to take matters into his own hands.
Which is why that morning, every newspaper front pages and magazine covers were slathered with headlines of Miss Lucille Parky's illicit and indecent sexual affairs. There was also a tidbit or two about some illegal dealings of drugs and her consumption of them, but the journalists believed that her sexual escapades, including blackmailing men of her fancy into doing her bidding, appealed more to the public, so who was Seto to argue? He only a tad disappointed he didn't have to dig that deep to uncover flashes of her life that would send her into exile; both publicly and by her own family. But still; he had enough so that should she make another effort like her previous one, the next lot of headlines would turn her into a fugitive and send her on the run from the law.
Yugi had given him a disapproving look and lectured him as they strolled through the thick snow in their backyard, but Seto had just smiled sweetly and he was instantly forgiven.
After all; no one was going to take him away or lure his Yugi away. It wasn't going to happen.
Yugi forbade it.
