A/N: A random Yami Bakura and Seto Kaiba yaoi fic. Notto be taken seriously and if you liked it, cool, if not, don't yeah, if you read the whole thing, good on ya. Im a crappy speller and i suck in grammar so if you can look past them i would be grateful. haha. Toodles.
It was a few years since Seto last seen Yugi and that supernatural being that lived within him and he was growing impatient. His business was still booming, making him enough money to start plans for an academy to enrol children into the game that he had devoted himself into. But impatient he was. He hadn't had a good, hard duel in so long. Being busy kept him away from playing the game but not only that, but there was no good duellist to go up again. He didn't want to start up another tournament after how badly Battle City went. He was starting to feel like he should just put his cards away and retire.
He sat at his desk in his study in his lush mansion that he sat there thinking this over seriously. Duel Monsters wasn't just a hobby to him, it was his life. It meant so much to him.
/No./ He thought to himself. /I won't give up. Not after one final push through over the winners line!/
He stood up and noticed it was beyond midnight. He hummed to himself, considering staying up through the night and finish off some more plans and notes or go to sleep. Alas, he chose to sleep, retreating from his study to his bedroom. Though the mansion was huge, only rooms that where entered often enough where cleaned out and any guests, the rooms would be cleaned out in advance.
After entering his room he flicked the switch to put the lights on before Seto started to remove his tie and shirt first and hang them on a coat-hanger and then removed his trousers. While undressing, he thought of how badly Battle City had went but in a way, it was fun. There was more on the line than just Star Chips or money. It was the other players best card and something about the end of the world was thrown in there between Yugi and the Marik guy. He pulled up some light blue PJ trousers, made of light cotton and pulled on a matching colour PJ shirt and buttoned it up.
He wondered if he could maybe, from a business point of view, get the finalist together and has a mini tournament, air it world-wide. He smirked as he walked to his bed after folding his trousers up plus underwear and balling his socks up. His was no different to anyone else when it came to bedroom manners, his quilt was in a mess and his pillows where scattered on the large bed. He climbed in. He flicked the switch nearest to his bed side that also was wired up to the lights, turning them off. He nestled down and thought about how much stronger the others may have not have gotten. He smirked at how much weaker they could be and with that, closing his eyes, he slipped away into a sleep.
It was because of that night the tournament happened. After planning and TV slots brought, Seto was able to host his final tournament. After that he was done. So this time, he knew he could win. He spent all his free time he could make, fixing and tweaking his deck. He also spent 6 months hounding down the finalist aswell. Yugi Muto, Ryo Bakura, Ishizu Istar, Mai Valentine, Marik Ishtar, Joey Wheeler and Odion Ishtar.
Though getting hold of Yugi was the easiest as it turned out he was now working in his grandfather shop now which seemed suitable for him but abit of a shame in talent for the game.
The Ishtar family where second hardest to find as it seemed they now travelled the world, something about seeing what centuries of bloodlines missed out on.
Joey and Mai eventful made the move it turned out. Though Seto didn't ask and just sent the invites, it had turned out that these 2 now lived together. Seto rather it be Joey than him that got together with Mai. She did seem like 'high maintenance to keep happy and could only imagine what embrassing and low jobs Wheeler was doing to just keep her happy being the tool he was but not only was he a tool, he was love sick.
The hardest of them all to find was Ryou Bakura. It turned out he returned to England which was a pain and Seto thought he would have no chance in getting a hold of him as the Foreign Office department where being bit secretive. He couldn't understand why. But it was a few months before the tournament was to start that Seto got the oddest phone call.
-That day of the phone call-
It was 1am when he got the call patched through to his office at the KaibaCorp building, making some final preparations on the stadium they would be using and what would be advertised during the duels, he answered it. "Yes?"
"Hello Seto Kaiba, I heard from little Yugi you had a duelling tournament coming up. I couldn't wait to get in touch." Spoke a extremely British man with a hoarse voice.
"Can you confirm who this is first?" Seto asked sharply.
"Its me, Bakura."
"Ryo. Yeah it is true I am holding a tournament. But I need a answer now, you in or are you out?" He asked, putting the pressure on.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." He snorted slightly down the phone.
Seto smirked. "Very well." He hung up, realising he should have asked how he got in touch with Yugi, but waved it off to the fact he was over-working himself a bit.
But since then he didn't hear from the Brit but assumed he would make it. After all he didn't know much about him and this would be a good start to find out how his time keeping was.
It was a few nights before the tournament and all was silent in the Kaiba mansion, the only light on was from the study room's lamp that sat on a desk where a CEO was working in his blue PJ's.
Seto sighed out heavily as it decided he had re-re-re-re-tweaked his deck for the last time and still he wasn't happy with it. He pushed it to the corner of his desk and slammed his hands down on it. "Dam nit, why can I not think of a solid strategy?" He groaned out, the card was and had been changing a lot but there was almost no room or use for his prized Blue Eyes White Dragon cards. He stood up, pushing his wheelie chair back and had that feeling where he felt someone was watching. He turned sharply and saw the grin of a mad man on the Brit he knew to be very mellow. "Ryo?" Seto hummed. "How the hell did you sneak into my mansion?" He growled, finding this individual that he knew, no more than a common intruder.
"Please just call me Bakura, it's so much more pleasing to the ear." He hummed.
"That doesn't answer my question." Seto informed him sternly.
Bakura walked over to the desk and reached out at crotch height, causing the Kaiba boy to freeze up, but realistically he had reached across the desk and grabbed his deck and retreated with it, looking through the cards the other had piled up.
Seto then slightly relaxed but kept his guard up. "I don't remember inviting you to my home."
"Home? This place is no more of a shell filled with very valuable things. More like a museum than a home. I know someone whose' home is now exactly that." He chuckled and hummed. "You wouldn't win with this deck. It's just like your home. Boring and empty." He threw them at Seto.
Seto watched the cards bounce off his chest and fall. "Why you-" He refrained from cursing at the other. "You think you can just waltz in and expect me to listen to you talk trash?"
"Oh but I don't talk trash, I only simply talk to it." Bakura mocked.
Seto was at his last tether but nothing surprised him more than the mellow Brit he knew to talk so intimately.
"What is the matter Seto?" He walked up close and watched his hand edging to the side of a desk where a small button had been placed. He could only imagine it was to alert the local authorities. Bakura moved fast to grab his wrist and push him down into the chair. Almost tripping and falling over himself. "Come now Seto, I travelled all this way to see you, couldn't you act a little happier and maybe a little more obedient?"
Seto was taken back at the other's strength for such a scrawny looking guy, but everything he was learning about Ryo was surprising him. "Get off me Bakura. If you leave now I won't-"
"You won't anything anyway Kaiba. After all, I could be your only friend. You don't have any anyway so I could be your first and last." He smirked.
Seto stared up into the brown eyes that where staring down at him, his normally cold look was defeated by the look of surprise. He closed them. "Fine." Seeing that Bakura could be a asset more than a 'friend' as he called it, Kaiba decided long along he didn't need friends but if he had to act like one to get advice from Bakura who was more than a challenge against Yugi then he would. He felt Bakura back off from the chair and reopened them and leaned back when he noticed Bakura undoing his own trousers.
"What the Hell are you doing?" He raised his voice.
"Doing what friends do." He smirked. "You see we are going to be very close friends indeed." He smirked.
"You're crazy, friends do not do this!" He went to stand but was shoved straight back down.
"How would you know? You have none after all." Bakura smirked let his trouser drop to the floor before starting to open up Setos PJ shirt. "So I truly will be your first won't I?"
Seto wondered if trying for the information the other had was worth it or not. "Uh." He gasped when Bakura leaned in a kissed at his bare neck while Bakura forced the shirt back down his arms, he never realised how sensitive his neck could be, it was normally always covered up in his outfits.
"Wait, this feels wrong." He groaned.
Bakura chuckled. "Now, now, you want to be my best friend right?" He hummed.
Seto tired to move his arms but his PJ shirt was only half way off and restricted them. He leaned forward to be able to remove it fully but as he did Bakura shifted down and kissed his way down to the rim of his trousers before yanking them down, forcing Seto to press up against the seat under himself to raise his bottom to let the other swipe him of his trousers. Seto felt and never had felt, this exposed before. However though, the good feeling from being touched by his 'friend', made him feel really good, more than he ever thought it could feel.
Bakura though watched down lewd the other looked, naked and flaring up and slouched in the chair. He couldn't resist and removed his own t-shirt and slipped his underwear away as well before knelling down and stroked at his cock while the other hand roamed around on a thigh, stroking it while his other hand pumped away on him.
Seto closing his eyes and tired to close his thighs but Bakuras' hand pushed the one back so he whined to himself.
Bakura mused slightly and slipped his hand down and moved his hand back slightly to slipping index finger and leaned in to his anus where he slipped a fingertip and licked at the rest of his finger and the ring of Setos' ass, soon moving his head back and slid the whole finger in eventually.
Seto groaned as he felt the intruding finger go inside and his muscles trying to force it out, Seto was tensing up. "No more." He moaned but felt his request ignored with a finger added and parting to spread him. He could hardly talk.
Bakura watched up, Setos' face was so so cute, he really wanted the blue eyed gorgeous man to enjoy himself but just because he called 'uncle' he couldn't stop. He was still stroking him and decided to up the pace. "Seto, if you can bare this, I'll reward you after." He moved up pulling his fingers out and used the left over spit and mucus on his fingers to stroke himself before crouching down, realising the chair wasn't the best place to do this, but by Ra, Seto was looking so good. He grabbed the handle of the chair with one hand while the other eased himself forward into Seto. "You might want to take a deep breath." He told.
Seto looked at him. /Im really doing this?/ He thought to himself. He took the deep breath and groaned as soon as he done so as Bakura pushed up and into him. "Ah Ba." He couldn't finish his name.
Bakura bit his lower lip briefly before gently thrusting into him, wanting to se more of the others bashful and lustful face, taking it in and embedding it into his mind.
Seto grabbed at Bakura's arms as he noticed the other hand was up and on the other handle. He lifted his legs up the other's side as he was thrusting. He gasp with each thrust in, shivering all over and moaning loudly for the other. "Mmmore…" He whispered when the other pulled back once.
Bakura smirked when he heard the plea and pushed deeper into him. Seto groaned and reached down and stroked himself off, jacking faster than he ever had done before. "Ba…urrraaa" He came and let the mess fall on his lower stomach and dribble on his hand slightly.
Bakura slowed down and smirked. "You went ahead of me." He leaned down and kissed the defenceless millionaire.
Seto allowed himself to be kissed and felt the retreat of the other. He watched Bakura pull back and smirk down. "How about we go to a bed now and I'll reward you?"
Seto himmed and was helped up to his feet after his legs felt like rubber. He walked Bakura to his room, thankfully only one room down from the study andbefore he knew it he was on the bed when he realised his back ached abit but then watched Bakura climb up on the bed and leaned down on his hands and knees he started to suck Seto off.
Bakura tasted the salty layer that was left on Setos' organ. He moaned out and kept this up while a hand reached back over his rear and he fingered himself but when he noticed Seto slightly bucking up into his mouth and pulled back.
Bakura moved up and over the other straddling him. He slipped his fingers out and moved his rear down and used his fingers to guide Seto's member into himself, impaling on Seto he started work straight away.
Seto was enjoying the moist warmth of the other's mouth around him so much, but when he bucked he thought he may done something wrong but it only lead to him to feel even more of Bakura. He sat up slightly when he was inside and wrapped his arms around his waist and controlled the others bouncing and he would continue to buck. He grunted out as he listened to the Brit panted into his ear, his hot breath running down his neck aswell.
Bakura enjoyed his ride a lot and reached down, grabbing one of Setos' hands and pushed it to his own cock. "Touch." He said the one word.
Seto rested his head on Bakuras' chest as he wrapped his hand around the others' cock and jerked him off, it didn't take long till they spent themselves, Seto laying back down, tired and hardly awake now, while Bakura looked down at him and got off. He shifted down and laid next to him, watching the CEO drift off to sleep.
When Seto woke the next morning, scrawled out on his bed and alone he felt the sense of disappointment that the other wasn't there but relief that he didn't have to face up to what happened last night. It was a night to remember and he wouldn't forget. He sat up and rubbed his wrists. His back ached abit and whined to himself and noticed his cards that where on the floor in the study where now on his bedside and piled up. Seto smiled slightly to himself and hummed.
The day of the tournament, Seto groaned out. Ryo Bakura was almost a no-show. Almost. He turned up only in the nick of time, his cheerful and mellow self. Seto was somewhat irritated that he acted like nothing had happened. He couldn't understand why, watching Ryo talking and laughing with the Ishtars and the old gang of idiots.
The tournament itself turned out to be a very successful event, the card games interest increased ten-fold and he already had calls that his stadiums where booked out for the next 4 months solid.
All was well apart from, he didn't win. He gave it all but lost at the first hurdle. He decided that tomorrow he would announce his retirement from the game and end on the lighter note of the academy he had plans for and work solely on those from now on. He left his staff to take the others to their after party he had arranged. He simply returned rom to rest his feet. Wearing all the leather again made him feel very warn and a bit swore.
When he entered his mansion he went ahead and had a wash before deciding he would go and have a sit in his bed in a large and thick dressing robe. When he left the bathroom in his dressing robe he noticed a cool breeze. He went to his room and smirked at the cocky looking Brit. "Don't look so smug yourself, you only came third."
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