Yu-Gi-Oh!, and the characters therein, are the property of Kazuki Takahashi. I am in no way affiliated with Takahashi, or 4Kids Ent., FUNimation, TV Tokyo/NAS/Studio Gallop
A quick thank you to my pal sonata hirano for all her help with ideas, betaing and keeping me on track as I start this story, and helping with couple selection hope you enjoy this new piece in the YU-GI-OH! Yaoi sector and review to tell sonata and I what you think.
Chapter two: Arcade Mayhem
---When you judge others, you don't define them you define yourself---
The sun beamed down on the large group sitting around a large, granite seat and table, talking and joking around, well, everyone but Seto, who had a small smile on his face and answered questions directed his way yet rarely said a word other wise. "You're very quiet," Marik said beside him and he glanced over and nodded his eyes shining, saying, "I don't see the point in speaking unless I have something important to say."
Nodding his sandy haired head Marik "I can see your point," as Joey said something that made no sense and Seto tilted his head to one side as he tried to work it out, with little success. "So, how does it feel to be a twin, whose best friend is a twin, whose boyfriends a triplet, whose brothers are dating your own twin and your best friends twin?" Seto asked curious and Marik smirked, "Different I guess, when you put it like that," he answered before murmuring "Interesting, I never thought of it that way."
Thinking the question over as he watched the couples he answered, "it makes me happy," and Bakura glanced at him and smirk his mouth opening to speak only to be cut off by the bell and shake his head. "What do you have now newbie?" he asked instead and watched as the blue eyed boy tilted his head, frowned then answered as his face cleared, "Double art."
"Photographic memory?" Yugi asked as they all moved towards the doors Joey muttering about having language next and how much the subject sucked as Seto nodded and Marik said, "Then you're with me and Bakura," a satisfaction in his voice. Not understanding why Marik seemed to pleased with this Seto just smiled and nodded as they headed to his locker which happened to be across from theirs.
The walk to class was quiet between the three and when they enter Seto noticed the effect the two had on the nearly full room, most eyes looking up at them in fear or envy, some with lust as the room when still and silent.
Taking the remaining seats at the back, Marik letting Seto take the corner one, they waited for the class to start, though Bakura leaned back, putting his boot clad feet on the desk as he waited for the woman to stop fiddling with her things. Pulling out his A4 sketchbook Seto grabbed a pencil from his pencil case and began to sketch in one of the few pages left in the book and his movements drew Mariks attention and he watched with rapped attention the fluid movements of his new friends hand. The way the long fingered man sketched the outline of a long necked winged beast.
"All right, since it's the start of a new semester I want you to work on your folio's, remember detail!" the exocentric concave cut black haired woman said with a smile before she began handing out the plastic folders filled with each students works. As she handed Bakura and Marik theirs she noticed the young man sketching away, "You must be Shunshuu Seto, I'm Miss Wong," she said and the boy looked up causing her breath to catch at the perfectly symmetrical lines of face. The stunning shade of blue his irises where.
"Welcome to Domino high," she murmured, a light blush gracing her cheeks as he replied, "Thank you Miss," before going back to his work and she left him at it as Marik sent her a glare. If the new kid kept getting this kind of attention he'd have to stake his claim soon. And with that thought in mind he turned back to Seto and asked, "What are you drawing?" causing the boy to look up, flush lightly mumbling, "A dragon," his voice soft.
"So you're a scale fan too?" Bakura drawled looking over at him, "Marik loves then, don't you, Mar," the shorter teen teased.
"Yes, they fascinate me," Marik answer, "Can I have a look?" he asked though the look in his eyes said he wouldn't be denied, swallowing Seto handed him the book fiddling with his pencil instead of watching their faces.
He really didn't like his work critiqued.
His lips parting slightly Marik glanced from the nervous artist to his best friend and raised brows at the stunning image of a dragon breathing fire at a mortal man who stood with sword in hand. The next image of a long necked white dragon with three little ones flying around it. A sketch of a dragon spread out like Leonardo's human for the star signs.
Each image amazing in its detail and every few pages Seto had a write up in fluid script about dragons, everything from history to mythology, to what they may have eaten and the different types.
"Seto, these are…exquisite," he whispered tracing the lines of an amazingly detailed image of a white blue dragon in attack position, its eyes the same deep blue as Seto's.
"Umm, thanks?" the man murmured as he glanced at him, a deep blush on the new kids cheeks, teeth bitting into his bottom lip as he fiddled with his pencil, handing back the book he glanced at his best friend who met his gaze and smirked.
Bakura nodded, reading his face, his own showing his agreement and an offer to help. Winking he turned back to his own work, mostly made up of images of high security buildings such as Kaiba Corporation, a weapons plant or huge museums, images of glace and lazar surrounded diamonds.
Time flew and soon they found themselves leaving, Seto unlike everyone else taking his sketchbook with him, obviously protective of the worn and thick book.
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Entering the six-bedroom house Seto called, "Suzu, I'm back!" and the woman stepped out of the room off to the far left, a four year old, wrapped up in a towel in her arms. "How your day Seto? Did you make any friends?" she asked as the child name Inuko wiggled and squirmed calling out "Seto!" "Hay Inu, my day was alright for the most part," he replied putting his bag down before walking over and taking the irate child from their foster mother who just smiled indulgently at the sight.
"I made a lot of friends surprisingly," he murmured as he set the boy down after walking down the hall on the right and entering the childs room, drying him off as he spoke, "I really like a few of them, some I'm not so sure about though." Tapping the childs' forehead with his index finger he took the pair of jocks from Suzu, "In," he murmured to the child who instantly obeyed stepping into the leg holes and alowing the older boy to pull them up.
"Hmm, names?" Suzu asked watching her newest addition, she'd opened her home the young man because few wanted a child as old and potentially difficulty as Seto even though she already had four children living with her. She was now very glade she'd done so, the other boys, Inuko and Shinta, who was twelve instantly liking the older boy. Both girls, Yumi, an little eight year old red head and Rukia a dark haired thirteen year old, fancied themselves in love with him and as such often did as he asked when he asked.
"Oh, Moto Yugi, and his brothers Yami and Atem, Bakura Akefia and his twin Ryou, and Istar Marik and his twin Malik," he said helping Inuko into his sweat pants, "The Moto brothers are identical triplets except for a few differences," he explained.
"That nice that's you already have so many friends, I was a little worried when your worker said that the reason behind your move was because you were bashed into hospital," Suzu said with a smile and he glanced up. "Came close today, Yugi and Yami stoped Joey though, which was nice of them then Bakura told Joey that if he hit me again he'd do more than break his nose," he said with a smirk as blood drained from Suzu's face.
"Why didn't I get a call? Are you alright?" she asked and he chuckled lifting the half-dressed boy up and tossing him into the air getting a high pitched laugh, the laugh of innocence.
"I'm fine, no call coz it was taken care of," he explained catching Inuko and putting in on his bed tickling him until he had tears streaking his cheeks and he cried for mercy.
"Seto-chan!" Yumi cried rushing to the room, wrapping her short arms around his neck, laughing he caught her legs and pulled her into his lap saying, "Hay spider monkey how was you day?" Effectively cutting off Suzu's worried lecture and forcing her to get back to the task of dressing the young boy whom lay panting on his bed.
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Night fell and Seto retreated to his room, a small blue walled space with a bed, a desk and a tall boy and little else. His cloths fitting neatly into the draws with room to spear, his shoes in the large, mostly empty closet. The only thing he had left of his biological family was a photo of his parents and a small boy, around two years of age. Their names written in the messy childs scrawl.
Shunshuu Mokuba- age two.
Mommy- Ai
Daddy- Sanosuke
The walls of his room bare of posters and photos that most teens walls were covered in, books lining the desk and filling the top draw of the tall boy, stacks of pencil tins and sketch books, worn with age and use stacked on his desk.
With his homework done he lay back on the small, cool bed and sighed "What a day," before rolling over his eye lids closing as he drifted off to sleep and that was how Suzu found him an hour later.
Dressed in a loss pair of sweat pants and a large, ugly grey jumper that had inched up, baring his flat stomach and showing the slight discolouration as he lay fast asleep over the blankets, the widow by the bed open as the curtain swayed in the breeze.
"Night son," she murmured flipping the light switch after putting a light sheet from the linin cupboard over the long lean figure and closed the door, leaving the teen to his rest.
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"Hay newbe," Joey called over the lunch room table a few days later, his golden eyes full of laughter as the brunette glance up, though like everyone else he felt the impact of the boys gaze. "The rest of us, sept for Bakura are go'en to da arcade later, you in?" he asked as those blue blue eyes widened, his surprise at the invitation clear.
"I…I'll have to ask my mum first," Seto replied not wanting to explain that he was a foster child, an orphan no one had wanted to adopt. Not that he was ashamed or anything it was just a conversation he'd rather avoid, along with the pity the came after. As he reached for his mobile the golden haired boy laughed as he mocked the fact that he was about to ask permission, and Marik stared at him, his purple like eyes narrowing as if he knew that he was hiding something.
Serenity, Joey's younger sister gazed at him with her heart in her eyes, her infatuation already showing much to Seto's dislike and Marik's hatred, couldn't the girl see he'd staked his claim on the blue eyed sex god. He made a point of sitting beside the boy every time they were together, monopolising his attention. Shouldn't that tell the little bitch that he was taken, off limits, off the market, not for girls! Not for anyone but him to fanaticise about!
Calming himself down he listened as Seto spoke quickly with his mother. His words brief and soft, his tone an indication to his like of the woman, "Hi its me…Yeah I was wondering if its okay if I go to the arcade with some friends…yes…alright…thanks," he smiled and hung up. "I can come, I just have to be home for tea," he said and Joey grinned and nodded his eyes showing his joy at the possibility of beating another at some of the arcade games.
"Did you go to the arcade often before you came to Domino?" Marik asked and his eyes widened when Seto shook his head, those blue eyes meting his gaze, that warm-hand feeling he got every time Seto looked at him. As if the other man was touching him even though he wasn't.
"No, this'll be my first time," he said, and Joey, who had been in the middle of taking a drink of his CocaCola, chocked and spat half of it onto the table in shock, "You've never been to an arcade?!" he shouted in shock. Staring at the flabbergasted teen Seto shook his head, obviously not seeing the importance of the shock he'd put half the group in.
"Don't worry, we'll teach you, its easy," Yami said with a smirk his brothers nodding their agreement, and Joey groaned, "How could you have never been? What were you born under a rock?"
"No, in a hospital," Seto said in all seriousness, "From what I've been told it was a bad night, power went out," he said before biting into his chicken, avocado and lettuces sandwich.
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Entering the large building Seto felt his eyes go wide as he looked around, the lights and games, the scent of food and soda, the sounds of laughter and groans of disappointment hitting his senses and he froze, trying to take it all in. Marik chuckled at the awed look, almost childlike fascination on the taller teens face and placed his hand possessively on the small of the other mans back saying, "Come on, Yugi and Tea' are going to play DDR, its amazing to watch."
Nodding he let the other man lead him through as Joey and Tristan laughed at his reaction, Serenity casting an pouting look at Marik as Malik glanced at his lover who winked and whispered, "Yugi told me that Bakura said that Marik had a major thing for our newest recruit. I didn't believe him…until now." Laughing he draped his arm over Yami's shoulders, the shorter mans arm coming to rest around his waist, his slender hand sliding into his pocket.
Once they all crowded around two large machines, the floor of them consisting of nine squares the middle one a metal plate while the other where different colours and lit up as Tea' and Yugi put their money in and the music began.
Nicklebacks, 'Something in Your Mouth' burst from the speakers and Seto watched enwrapped as the pair went at it, their bodies moving in seductive movements, though he had to say that while Yugi looked seductive and sinful, Tea' came off slutty and strangely off putting. By the end of the song Tea' was coated in a sheen of sweat while Yugi though breathing a little heavily looked fresh.
"And the winner is Yugi!" Joey announced with a laugh, and Yugi glanced at his female friend saying, "Better luck next time," his voice full of mirth. "You wanna have a go Seto?" Marik asked and blue eyes widened in horror as the brunet shook his head "Mm, mm, no, I can't dance," he said softly so only Marik could hear. Nodding he said "Fine, come on, we'll go racing," and he took Setos hand, pulling him along, toward a vacant set of cars that like the DDR were connected on the on the bottom, yet separate so that two could play.
As they slid in and set up the rest of the group meandered over to see how the newbe went against the raining champion at Car Racer 4. With the nervous touch of someone new to the game Seto started slowly getting into it until, to every ones surprise he began driving with one hand the other controlling the gears. With precision handling and speed he won and Joey gaped asking, "Where did you learn to drive like that?"
Glancing up Seto smirked though his eyes were guarded, full of secrets and he said, "A friend," and then glanced at Marik and asked "Again?" pulling a startled laugh from the sandy haired boy.
"Sure,"
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Walking into his room with Bakura, Yugi laughed as he was scooped up and kissed with a passion that only Bakura showed. The taller man stumbling over to the bed by the window, though it was a short few steps and Yugi burst out laughing when he tripped over a pair of shoes they'd left on the floor before rolling Bakura onto his back so he could take control.
Moments past with the sound of heavy breathing and moans until Bakura cried out, his heavy, painful erection was freed and being encircled by the smaller mans hand. "Yu-G…Yugi…Oh gods!" he cried as said boy nipped his hardened nipples, his shirt somewhere on the floor.
Looking down at the tri haired boy he gasped for air at the sight of his lover between his pant clad thighs. His straining rod a flushed purple colour indicating how close he was to release and a moan was torn from his throat as the smaller boys tongue darted out, catching the pre-cum leaking from him. "Yugi," he whined wiggling his hips in an indication of his want and the boy laughed and slid away, off the bed. He watched with impatience as the smaller pale male stripped, taking time to tease him, taking each item off with exaggerated movements.
The show was amazing he could concede that but he wanted that boys cock up his ass now, not in twenty minutes! A low growl came from Yugi's throat when he tried to strip off his pants and he sighed and leaned back allowing the now gloriously naked boy to walk toward him and remove the offending material. Small hands ghosted up his thighs and he swallowed, a shiver travelling the length of his spine, up his throbbing erection and down to his toes.
Just through those small touches he knew Yugi was in a playful mood, and when Yugi was in a playful mood he took things very, very slow, so slow it was often painful. A whimper came from his throat at the thought of being teased to the brink yet never being allowed his release.
"So impatient," he teased an innocently evil light in his large eyes before dipping his head to blow a hot breath over Bakuras' weeping erection. Hips thrashing, trying to find that lovely mouth Bakura gripped the sheets, "How badly do you want me Kura?" Yugi murmured, letting his lips brush the tip of his boyfriends' penis as he spoke.
"Ungh!" was the response he got and he continued, knowing how much Bakura loved it when he talked dirty, "How badly do you want my dick up your tight," he whispered sliding his hands down to caress the tight little pucker with the tips of his fingers. "Hot ass, mm Kura?"
Hips trashed and Bakura whined whispering, "Please, please…please" as he pressed his butt into those slender fingers that toyed with his anus.
"Oh, begging already, well," Yugi murmur pressing one digit into his lovers heat "if you need it this badly I guess I could be nice…this once," and he began preparing the larger male below him, who was squirming in agonised pleasure.
Grabbing the lub from the bedside table he poured some into the platinum blond, watching the pleasure on Bakuras' face as he hit that spot over and over and when he couldn't take it any more. When his own need got the better of him he coated himself in the cold, slick chemical and slid into the quivering hole.
Neither lasted long and Yugi collapsed on top of the other male, Bakuras' cum slick and warm, almost hot against his chest as they lay panting in the after glow.
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END CHAPTER, hoped you like it and reviews are more than welcome!
