Disclaimer-I don't own Yu-Gi-oh. I'm too tired to be witty about it.
Warning-It's... kind of sick. A little dark. And hinted shonen ai. So keep that in mind.
The putrid smell didn't help Seto's headache any. He took short, gasping breaths for far too long. Pegasus shifted from his spot behind him on the bed and rubbed already throbbing temples. Seto snarled and tried to shove the other man away, but handcuffs prevented him from doing so.
"Hm," whispered Pegasus. "Are you quite finished, Kaiba-boy?"
Seto spat in the pile of vomit on the floor, for good measure. He wanted to brush his teeth. He really wanted to clean up his mess. It was vile, dirty, evil. He couldn't leave it there. Seto tugged at the handcuffs and doubled over at the resulting spike in his headache. Pegasus made a low sound and pulled the younger man to his chest. The strange hug made Seto want to vomit more. He remembered less gentle hands touching him...
"Wha-a..." Seto's voice was hoarse and so small Pegasus strained to hear. "Whaat ha...ppe-happened?"
Pegasus unconciously touched a hand to his eye. He smiled and replied,"I sent you to the shadow realm."
"Maa..gic doessn't ex-- exist." Seto coughed. The smell reached him once again. Pegasus seemed to smell it too. He reached over to the small bedside table Seto tensed, remembered fear and hate and pain pain pain and picked up a small perfume bottle. He sprayed it a few times in the air, then once at Seto, who coughed angrily.
"Only a freak like you would keep perfume,"snarled Seto. Pegasus grabbed on his guest's arm suddenly.
"It was my wife's." Slow, sharp words that Pegasus nearly spat. Silence echoed him and eventually Pegasus softened and pet Seto's arm in a cormforting way. Or what he wanted to be comforting, but Seto was feeling worse now. His headache was muddling his memory-ridden thoughts.
"If... you sent me to the shadow realm,"Seto began with trouble. "Then how am I here... now?"
"I called you back." Pegasus said carelessly. He thought he heard someone else's voice but ignored it. None of his other guests mattered at that time. He added,"From the shadow realm. Which is why you threw up, I suppose."
"Magic-"
Pegasus interrupted. "-exists. Get over it, Kaiba-boy." Seto closed his eyes. "Stop daydreaming! Magic doesn't exist, get back to work!" He shuddered. Pegasus frowned and pulled the other closer to him. The smell of vanilla was tinged with something else.
Seto decided he'd had just about enough. "You're a freak, Pegasus. What kind of nutjob handcuffs people to their bed and wants them to believe in nonexistant realms! No wonder your wife--"
Hands wrapped around Seto's neck and squeezed. "She wasn't like you!" Pegasus spat. "She was caring, and compassionate. We loved each other and I still love her and I don't love you!"
Seto's eyes widened even as his throat constricted. He stared up at Pegasus' twisted face, the Millenium Eye catching the light from the lamp. He saw someone else's face, shuddered violently, tried to kick and thrash him off. Seto was growing weary, things were dimming. Pegasus let out a qiuet sob to echo Seto's own.
A knock on the door sent Pegasus to his feet, next to the mess on the floor. Seto gasped for air, felt bile rise in his stomach and didn't even hear Pegasus talk to the man standing at the door. The door shut quietly.
"Silly guests..." Pegasus mumbled. Speaking louder, he addressed Seto. "Well, Kaiba-boy, this has been a fun get together. I'll send someone in to clean. You just sit tight until I defeat Yugi-boy." With a toss of his hair, Pegasus spun on his heel and left Seto alone in the room.
Seto really wanted to brush his teeth.
Notes: So, ah, it's later that I wish it was and my shoulder hurts and Pegasus doesn't have kids. If he did... well, I personally think he would practically smother them with misdirected love. Heck, I could imagine Pegasus incest if there was enough resemblance. Shrug. Guten nacht.
