Pharaess Cleopatra: Hey guys! Me again! Hope you liked the first chapter because it was kinda long... Oh well! No harm done, right? Anyways, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2: Starting Slow
Ring... Ring... Ring...
"Kaiba Corp, Mokuba Kaiba speaking." A boy answered.
"Hello, Mokuba, it's me, Yami."
"Oh, hi, Yami! Did you want to talk to Seto?"
"Yes. Could you put him on, please?"
"Sure thing!" He said, talking again, but it was distant. "Hey, Seto! Yami's on the phone! He wants to talk to you!"
"I'll patch him through."
"He's gonna pick up on the other line."
"Thank you, Mokuba."
"No problem. See ya, Yami!" The line then switched.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
"I did."
"Is it important?"
"I think I'll take you up on your offer from yesterday." He smirked slightly.
Yami knew Seto was smirking on the other line due to his amused tone. "Really now? I offer it to you yesterday and you refuse. You call me today and accept. So tell me, cousin, what changed all of a sudden?"
"Let's just say I've found something to do, if you'll grant me that week's vacation, that is."
"Take it."
"I'm sorry?"
"You heard me. I said take it. In fact, take two weeks."
"Whoa! Settle down, Seto! I said I would take the week, not—"
"Nonsense, I insist. Besides, you've practically been drowning yourself in your work lately so you could use some time off. Like I said, I insist, and I won't take "no" for an answer."
Yami sighed in defeat, knowing he couldn't change Seto's mind once it was set. "Are you really trying that hard to get rid of me?"
"No, but you need a damn vacation and every time I've offered it, you kept refusing. Get the picture now?"
"Okay, okay, I get it. So, two weeks then?"
Seto seemed proud of himself, realizing he had won the argument, very easily too at that. "Yes, two weeks, and I don't want to see you back in this building until then, got it? I'll make sure you don't come back until your time is up."
Yami chuckled. "Very well... I will see you in two week then."
"I hope not sooner." Seto chuckled this time. "Until then, Yami."
"Yes, until then, Seto." The two then disconnected.
That was quite easier than I thought it would be... Yami thought. But maybe Seto's right... I have been trying to drown myself in the work and always refused his offers to take time off... Never saw a point in it, until now, I suppose...
Yami set his phone down and looked around his large apartment – that looked more like a small home – and thought maybe he should straighten things up. Normally, Yami was a very clean person, but it couldn't hurt to tidy things up a bit before Yugi shows up tomorrow. He looked around the apartment. Kitchen was fine... Bathroom? Maybe a little couldn't hurt. After changing into a pair of faded out jeans and a T-shirt that said "I look good, but only from the back," he got to work and it took about half an hour to clean both bathrooms – since there was one in his bedroom. But next came the bedroom. He looked around and noticed this was one room in the apartment he didn't necessarily clean very often. He grabbed all the clothes that were scattered around the floor and in the hamper and started a load of laundry. His clothes would be done washing within the hour, so now he had to find something else to occupy himself with, so he started dusting because you never know. He got some wood polisher and a cloth, shining every piece he could find made of wood. Then he got some glass cleaner and started cleaning all the glass in the house, including the mirrors. However, as Yami cleaned, he suddenly froze while working on one of the mirrors. He nearly dropped what was in his hand when a certain image flashed in his mind. Tensing his grip, Yami nearly pressed the sprayer on the bottle. He had to set down the items and quickly splash water on his face.
No! You are not going to think about that! It was nothing! He tried to convince himself of those words, but it all seemed in vain.
With each task of cleaning the apartment he tried to occupy himself with, nothing could tear him away from that vivid dream he'd had last night. You see, when Yami got home, he took a shower, had another drink while watching TV then went to sleep. How wrong he was to do so... That dream he had felt so real and he hated that fact. How could he be so vile as to have a dream such as that!? It was insanity! That dream Yami had was starring him...and Yugi...in his bed. Both were stripped of clothing with Yugi underneath him, rosy red flushing his beautiful face and his kiss swollen lips parted slightly, panting softly. Large, violet eyes were half lidded and clouded with lust and his porcelain skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat as he practically begged Yami to take him. And take he did, hard and fast. But when Yami awoke, not only did he feel mortified by said dream that was extremely vivid, but he had awoken in a cold sweat with a damn erection. He felt so horrified and disgusted with himself. How could he have such a dream when he barely Yugi that night? It was beyond him... He let out a sigh and went into the kitchen to make some coffee since he hadn't had any that day yet, though it was nearing noon almost, not that he cared anyway. As he waited for the coffee, Yami heard his washing machine go off. He had a bit before the coffee would be done so he went to go put the clothes in the dryer. Once in and the dryer was going, Yami went back to the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee and fixing it the way he liked. As he sipped his beverage, Yami sat down at the table, letting his mind wander to Yugi.
Yugi... How sweet he was with his beautiful face, nice, slender body, perfect porcelain skin, and innocent trust... But Yami put his face in his hand, groaning softly. He had to get his mind away from that dream, but that's not exactly easy when it was about a panting, lustful Yugi begging to be taken. By the gods... Yami had to distract himself with something... He quickly downed the cup of coffee and put the cup in the dishwasher before going upstairs to try and clean something else. The spiky haired man was determined to make this work and steer his mind far away from the idea of taking Yugi. The question was, how? Yami sighed heavily and went to go straighten up the extra room he had in case Yugi would want to sleep in that one since there were many things in it he hadn't put away yet. But suddenly...
Ding Dong!
"Ehh?" He turned in the general direction.
Could it be Seto coming to check up on him? Or maybe it was Marik and Bakura coming to bother him... Either way, he didn't seem happy about it... Come to think of it, didn't have to stop by the company anyway to drop off his rent money to Seto? He'd always told Yami he'd take care of it, but he was persistent and said he'd pay himself. The price was reasonable, considering how much he got paid, including his paid vacation that Seto insisted on. He'd have to go take some money out, or write a check... Wait, where was his checkbook? Shit... Yami thought. I forgot I left it in my office, and Seto sure as hell won't let me back in to go get it... I'll just go take some money out, unless that's him now... Shit!
Ding Dong!
"Shit..."
Yami practically ran down the stairs, heading for the door, until he tripped on the step leading up to the door. A loud 'thud' was heard when he landed. "Oww..." He muttered as he stood up, rubbing the side of his head.
Yami opened the door and got ready to rip whoever was behind it a new one, until he froze. There at his doorstep was Yugi Moto himself, looking as innocent and adorable as ever. And damn, did he look handsome! Yugi was dressed in a simple pair of blue jeans and white sweater, a large bag on his shoulder. He smiled cutely, Yami still rubbing his head.
"Hi there!" He smiled. "Sorry to show up a day early, and I didn't want to intrude, but I was just so excited, I couldn't wait. My bag had already been packed last night, but I just couldn't sit around all day, and I know I should've called, but I thought I could surprise you. So...surprise?"
Yami suddenly chuckled. "Surprise, indeed."
Yugi then noticed Yami rubbing his head. "Are you okay? I heard something and you're rubbing your head, so..."
"I'm alright, but I fell in my rush to get to the door and sort of hit my head..."
"Will you be okay?" Yugi asked worriedly.
Yami nodded with a warm smile. "Yes, but I should put some ice on my head..."
"May I help?"
"Oh, um, of course." He said as he allowed Yugi in.
Yugi slipped his shoes off as Yami took his bag. "I'll go put this away for you."
"Wow... It's so big in here..." Yugi said in awe. "Oh, and thank you."
"I have a spare room if you would like to—" Yugi shook his head.
"We're supposed to be boyfriends, remember? That was the deal."
"Very well... I will put your bag in my room then."
"And I'll get you some ice for your head." Yugi said before Yami made his way up the steps.
After putting Yugi's bag in his room, he headed back downstairs where Yugi had stepped out of the kitchen, holding a bag of ice that was wrapped in a towel. It was then Yami began to feel a bit woozy as he quickly grabbed onto something to try and steady himself. His vision swam for a moment as Yugi was instantly at his side. "Come sit down. You're getting dizzy." Yugi said as he helped him sit down at the table before grabbing the towel with the bag of ice. "Where did you hit your head at?"
"The right side." He replied.
Yugi nodded and gently placed the ice on the spot Yami pointed to, but the elder man flinched slightly when the ice made contact with the new bump on his head. "Oh! I'm sorry! Did I hurt you?"
Yami shook his head. "No, not at all. Just sensitive, I suppose."
"Yeah, I assumed it might be..." He said as he sat down next to Yami. "I didn't know you lived in such a huge apartment."
"It was my cousin's idea... I refused to live in his manor, so instead, he insisted on getting me this large apartment instead."
"Would you mind if I asked who your cousin is?"
"His name is Seto Kaiba, and his little brother's name is Mokuba Kaiba."
"I didn't know you knew the CEO of Kaiba Corp, but then again, how would I? Oh yeah! I forgot to ask you this last night, and please don't get offended, but when you said your name was Yami Atem, did you mean you were the King of Games?"
Yami nodded. "Sadly, yes... Though I was hoping you didn't know that..." He said aloud.
"Oh, don't worry, I don't mind, just wondering."
"Hmm?" Yami perked up. "You...don't?"
Yugi shook his head. "Course not. Sure, I think it's really cool you're the King of Games, but I really don't mind. I just wanted to confirm my assumption, that's all. And before you ask, even if I had known, I still wouldn't have minded. I'm not like most people because I look for character in a person, not for what they have or what they're known for."
Yami gave a sigh of relief. "That's good..."
"By that sigh, I'd have to guess you get that a lot, huh? A bunch of people gawking because of your status?"
"You'd be correct. But how would you know that?"
"My grandfather owns a really famous game shop, and since I'm his grandson and so good with games, Duel Monsters included, I get that sorta thing a lot too... And I've won many Duel Tournaments, so I'm always recognized from time to time as well."
"At least I'm not alone on that subject..."
"Don't worry, I know what it feels like too." He smiled. "Feeling any better though?"
Yami nodded as he set the ice down. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"The swelling must've gone down then, which is a good sign. But can you see clearly? Or do you feel dizzy?"
"I feel fine now."
"Good!" Yugi smiled wider. "It's really nice in here too..." He commented.
"I had just been tidying things up, though I didn't expect you to come so soon."
"Yeah, sorry about that again..."
"Not to worry. The only other thing I had to do today was go out shopping and make a quick stop to drop something off."
"I can pay for the food."
"Yugi, I couldn't ask you to—"
"Nope! I said I would, remember? It was part of our agreement. I'll get the food."
"If you insist."
"And I do."
"Very well then. If you're ready, we can go on ahead to the store now."
"Sure."
Yami stood up from the table and went to grab his phone and wallet before slipping his shoes on, Yugi doing the same. Once ready, the two men left the apartment and headed down to Yami's crimson red Ford Mustang – yet another thing Seto insisted on. "Before you ask, this car was also my cousin's idea. I kept refusing, but he simply would not take "no" for an answer."
Yugi laughed. "Don't worry, I don't mind. Besides, it really is a nice car."
The two climbed in as Yami started the engine, pulling out of the parking lot as they took off. It took about fifteen minutes to reach the store as the two got out of the car. Once inside, Yugi grabbed a basket, which Yami whisked from his hands. "Since you're paying, after you insisted, the least you could let me do is carry the basket for you like a gentlemen?"
Yugi giggled. "Okay, but only if you insist."
"Indeed I do." He smirked.
They wandered through the store, grabbing all the items they would need, such as rice, spices, vegetables, etc... Yami insisted that Yugi make sure he had everything he would require before they were to check out. Yugi agreed to this, and when their basket was practically overflowing, Yugi agreed that he had everything he would need. "Okay, I've got everything." He said.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Very well. While you go pay for the groceries, I'm going to run a quick errand. I should return in about ten minutes or so, maybe less."
"Well I'm pretty sure I can handle going up to the cashier by myself."
"If you say so. Try not to miss me too much." Yami winked.
"Don't worry, I don't think that's possible." Yugi smirked as the two went their separate ways.
Yami went to an ATM to draw out the money he needed, putting it in an envelope. After sealing the envelope, Yami wrote down Seto's name on the front before putting it in his back pocket. He was right though, considering it was difficult to miss Yugi when he'd be right back. However, upon his return, he was surprised to see Yugi bowing and apologizing to the cashier. The woman kept saying that it was okay when she looked up to see Yami as she smiled, trying to get Yugi's attention.
"Yugi, what's wrong?" He asked.
Yugi quickly turned, tears dawning his face. "Yami, I'm so sorry!"
"Sorry? For what?"
"He had forgotten his wallet and was unsure when you would return." The woman explained. "But I told him not to worry and that he should calm down since I knew you would be back shortly."
Yami placed a hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Yugi, don't worry, I can take care of this, okay?"
He just hung his head, using his sleeves to wipe his face. After paying though, the two men grabbed the bags, ready to make their leave. "Are you two brothers by chance?" The cashier asked.
"Oh, no, just a strange coincidence actually." Yami answered.
"Well, just thought I might ask since you both look so similar. Anyways, have a nice day, and please don't worry about forgetting your wallet, okay?" She said to Yugi.
Yami led him out as they put the groceries in the trunk and climbed in the car, but Yugi was silent for some time, which worried the elder male a bit. "Yugi, are you still upset about—"
"I'm really sorry!" He blurted. "I know I told you that I would pay and then I had to go and forget my wallet! But I was 100% sure I had remembered it! Oh, I'm so embarrassed..." He buried his face in the sleeves of his sweater.
Yami had parked the car, for they had reached their destination, the taller double placing a hand on Yugi's leg. "Yugi, look at me."
He reluctantly raised his head, tears brimming the corners of his violet eyes. "It was an accident, okay? Yes, I paid for the groceries when you said you would, but it's alright. I have way more money than I know what to do with, so this was no big deal. So you forgot your wallet, but everyone does once in a while, right? There will be plenty of other days to come, so please don't worry about it and don't cry, alright?" He used his thumb to wipe the stray tears that had slipped out of his eyes.
"Sorry... I just wanted to keep my promise to you and I couldn't... I guess I'm just mad at myself for not making sure I had my wallet... But there will be more days to come so I should just let it go..."
Yami smiled warmly. "Exactly. Now come on, I have something to drop off and then we may head home."
Yugi nodded and wiped his eyes and face again before climbing out of the car, staying close to Yami's side. The smaller male looked up, gasping in awe. "Wow... I've never actually been inside Kaiba Corp before..."
"And knowing my cousin, he merely made that idle threat earlier so I would stay away. But he forgets that he doesn't scare me." Yami chuckled at this.
The two approached the door as Yami held up his ID. "I'm merely here to give Seto something, that is all."
The men in front of the door nodded and let him through. "I shouldn't be long, though if I'm not out in 30 minutes, then come find me."
"Will do, Mr. Atem." The two then went inside, Yugi gasping again, but he made sure to stay close to Yami since he didn't want to get lost and he knew where they were going.
They entered an elevator as Yami pressed a button, heading for the top floor. "We're going to the top?" Yugi asked.
He nodded. "Not my first choice, but that was where Kaiba wanted his office... At least you'll get to meet him and his little brother. But I warn you, Kaiba can be a bit...rash sometimes, but I'll make sure he doesn't say anything hurtful to you otherwise he'll have to deal with me."
Yugi giggled cutely. "No worries. I think I can handle one person. I mean, I deal with Tristan and Joey all the time; they're friends of mine, if you were wondering. I'll have you meet them sometime, okay?"
"Sounds good to me."
Ding!
"Hmm? Looks like we're at the top."
The doors slid open as the two men stepped out, heading for the door at the end of the hall. Yugi looked around, admiring the white and light blue walls along with silver figures of Seto's favorite Duel Monster, the Blue-Eyes White Dragon, which he had the statues placed by the door to his office. Yami knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
"Come in."
The door opened, and a man with short, chocolate brown hair and icy blue eyes sat at the desk in the center of the room, near the glass windows, which was basically the wall behind him. He looked up and didn't seem too happy with Yami upon seeing the spiky haired man. "I thought I told you not to come back for two weeks?"
"I'm not here to work, I'm here to drop something off, that's all."
"Hmm? Like what?"
Yami reached into his back pocket and set the envelope down on his desk. "The rent, remember?"
Seto sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I thought I said I would take care of it until you came back?"
"No, you never mentioned this."
"Oh..." Seto rubbed his face for a moment. "Right, well... I'll handle it next month then, alright?"
"If you insist."
"Just like that vacation, which you should be on right now and not here."
Yami chuckled. "Yes, I know."
"And who's this? I thought you didn't have a brother."
"I don't, but he's staying with me. And him looking like me is mere coincidence."
"Oh..." Seto then smirked. "Ohhh... So this is why you wanted the vacation, is it?"
Yugi flushed, Yami rolling his eyes. "If you must know, yes, this is why I asked for the vacation."
"Well, what's his name, or are you gonna make me ask him?"
"Yugi. His name is Yugi Moto."
"I see... Well, Yugi, I'm Seto Kaiba." He then remembered something as he paged someone with the phone on his desk. "Martha, would you send my brother in here, please?"
"Yes, Mr. Kaiba."
Moments later, the door opened and a boy with shaggy jet black hair and dark blue eyes came in, going up to his brother. "You called for me, Seto?"
"Hello, Mokuba." Yami greeted.
"Oh, hi, Yami! Hmm?" He noticed Yugi. "Is he your brother?"
"No, but he's staying with me. Go on, you can introduce yourself, he won't bite." He gently pushed Yugi forward.
"Uh, hi, my name is Yugi Moto."
"Hi, Yugi! I'm Seto's little brother, Mokuba! Nice to meet ya!"
Yugi smiled. "You too."
"Well, if that's all, you should be going then because you're not allowed back for another two weeks."
"Yes, yes, I know. I'll be on my way then. Goodbye, Seto, Mokuba."
"Bye, Yami! Bye, Yugi!" Mokuba smiled as the two headed for the door.
"Farewell, cousin." Seto said with a smirk, which Yami returned as the two exited the room.
