Kiss Me, Kill Me

Yuki: Okay here is the second part. I dedicate it to dragonlady222 since she's the only person that reviews for any of my fics. (sends her a X-mas card)

Anika: Also to the anonymous reviewer, Magician Mana, I found the translated version on this website ( yamixyugi .cinnamonandsugar. org) in the doujinshi section. It's a puzzleshipping site, but they have so much stuff, it's addicting.

This chapter is also the LEMON!

Enjoy!

"talking" 'thinking'


Chapter Two: The Act Part II


Last time:

Kaiba Seto smirked as the other walked over to the podium. He stood as well, getting ever closer as Yami picked up the quill pen in his right hand.

As he was about to set the pen to meet the paper, Yami was shocked that something retained his wrist. He looked to his right to see the taller male with a strong hold on his wrist. The brunette, he saw, had a look of victory in his sapphire eyes. Yami felt himself being turned around and his mind went blank when he felt the other's lips on his.


'Wh...What?!'

Yami, getting really pissed off, managed to persuade Kaiba's hand into releasing his wrists and escaped the hold of the brunette. Wiping his mouth with the back of his right fist, he kept quiet, knowing he would lose the game if he did otherwise.

"Calm as ever." Kaiba grinned, knowing his plan would work. He held out his left hand in a questioning gesture. "Even with that, you won't make a sound?"

Yami felt a drop of sweat gently roll down his cheek. 'You gotta be...!' Gods, he was severely pissed off now, but he could do nothing about what had just conspired.

'If you keep silent, then you win.'The millionaire's words stood prominent in Yami's mind.

"...tsu" 'Stubborn...!' The red-eyed male felt a new determination to knock the other off of his imaginary pedastal set in, as he sent a slightly vengeful, but determined look to the other.

"There's still time," Kaiba said, smiling softly. "We haven't reached the time limit yet." That is when his opponent realized.

'You...! (1) You planned on doing this from the start.'Yami quickly glanced at the other's eyes. 'This isn't a joke!' He quickly glanced around the chessboard room when he spotted a door, widely ajar. 'That door... Is there another room in the back?'

Kaiba had anticipated it, but was still surprised as the smaller male ran past him in an attempt at freedom. Seto turned around and, before Yami could realize it, locked the other's wrists together with metal and chained handcuffs.

Yami stood, not getting what just happened. '...What?!'He looked into the room he had run to, shock running through him at the sight and the CEO's words.

"Is this bed to your liking?" Kaiba took this moment as his chance. He placed his hand on the other's shoulder, turned him around and tackled the handcuffed one to the bed.

Yami, even deeper in his mind, vaguely registered that the brunette had his left hand on his own right shoulder, pushing him down. He also realized that the other had his long, white-suited legs straddled his left leg, leaving him completely vulnerable to the other's motives.

Yami opened his eyes, frustrated and apprehensive as Kaiba pulled off the puzzle from around his neck, tied it to a link of the chain of the handcuffs, and used the puzzle as a weight to secure him as the CEO wrapped it around a horizontal rod of the metal headboard. Yami looked up slightly... the bars that made up the headboard looked like that of a jail cell.

"This is a game." Seto looked down at his prey, eyes filling with a hunger that Yami did not see. "If you keep silent, then you win." The taller of the two males unbuckled the leather collar/choker that the other wore, revealing his alabaster skin, pure and unmarked as he spoke. "...Likewise-----"

"No matter what means I use..." Kaiba paused to run his lips over the pulsing artery in Yami's neck. He spoke against the creamy skin, the sweet, milky skin. "If I break your silence, then I win."

Yami could hear the words, comprehend what they said, but the other's lips upon him... Apprehension ran through him again as Kaiba opened up the buckles of his leather vest, revealing more skin to the seemingly lustful CEO.

"I wonder how much you can take..." Kaiba said, merely because a noise was needed and he honestly wondered.

Yami closed his eyes when Kaiba again spoke against his skin, this time on the skin of his stomach. He could not deny the new energy running through him, that made him want to arch as the brunette laid kisses and hickies on his torso. He paid attention to the other's position and actions as to keep from making any noise.

'This--- I've felt this before,'Kaiba thought as he drew back from the other's skin. 'The reoccurrence of my nost humiliating and painful memory.' Yami opened his eyes as Kaiba rubbed the fingers of his left hand together, readying them for their work to begin.

Yami threw his head back as Kaiba pulled down his pants and touched the place he himself had rarely, if ever, touched. All in one movement.


'This basement was the training room,'Kaiba mused, as he watched the other's pleasured movements.

'Just thinking about it makes me go crazy... Those cursed memories of that place... No one--- not even Mokuba knows. The memories--- of my horrid past with Kaiba Gozaburo, our stepfather. I went as far as cheating to fulfill my wish of having us become Kaiba's stepchildren... But it was anything but peaceful and quiet.'

Time stood still for the blue-eyed teenager, his hands on autopilot while his memories replayed even faster.

'That man - Kaiba Gozaburo - pounded everything and anything into me. ---That's right...'Kaiba saw himself as a child, around 10 years old, with a leather collar/choker around his neck. He saw his stepfather's hand reaching for him... Seto longed to forget the next memory.

'I didn't want to know... ---everything.'He could still see himself, reaching out for the help that was absent while his stepfather thrust himself into the child's body. Seto returned to the present.

'Agony and humiliation... I bet that it was his plan from the start. A brat full of hot air and a rigged game of chess...' He finally concluded, 'Those couldn't have been the reasons he chose to adopt us.'

'When I was under his control, I was no more than a game piece to him - a puppet on a string. --- However,' Seto thought as he smirked, remembering his stepfather's death. 'Even though I was stupid enough to resign myself to my fate as a game piece, I wasn't weak.'

'Beating him in the game brought me prestige... --- and won me my freedom. For me, I found that winning these games was the sole purpose of my existence.' Seto returned his attention to the one underneath him on the bed of the Training Room.

'But you destroyed all that...!' Rage and pride filled Seto as he gazed at the one beneath his body, who tried hard to resist the pleasure of the other's flesh.

'I lost to you, someone who naively prattled on about the 'Heart of The Whatever.' I won't have it!'

Yami struggled against the handcuffs as Kaiba licked at his entrance.

"...tsu." It was almost too much, especially when the brunette began to slip his fingers into him. Yami's mind felt cloudy... pain and pleasure, both at once... it was overwhelming.

'This game's purpose,'Kaiba finalized, 'is to inflict agony and humiliation on you.'He watched the other's lithe form arch slightly into his touch and then closed his eyes. '---Ah, I see... That's what I hate most about this... that man...'He pushed his index finger in deeper, in order to stretch the other's entrance, as he kissed at the torso of the one he despised for making him weak again.

'I'm becoming just like him, aren't I?'


'Why...?'Yami thought, not knowing about the blush over his cheeks. '...Why... are you doing this...?' Again, he recalled the other's words. 'Game... You call this a game?!' All of these passionate, lustful feelings... so wonderful, only to be painfully brought back down from oblivion. He felt Kaiba lick at his torso again. '--- No.' He felt the other's breath on his erection. The intense feeling took him again.

'It's a trap.'This time, Yami did not return to Earth. Instead, he crossed the border to blessed release, to Elysium (2). He made no noise and bit the cloth of his other half's school jacket.

"---tsu." So good, so good was the feeling that Yami closed his eyes. He did not notice Kaiba removing his penis from his mouth and smirk, the white substance dribbling down his chin. He had long since removed his finger from the other's body, getting aroused by the smaller's velvet walls clamping around his finger.

Kaiba gently took the other's chin between his thumb and index finger. His gaze softened when Yami turned his eyes to his own left, avoiding those sapphire eyes. "Even you can feel this, right?"

Yami grew irritated again. "..." He ground his teeth together. 'Idiot!' He opened his mouth slightly in order to breathe better. He gazed hatefuly at the other.

Kaiba licked his fingers after wiping the other's cum off of his chin and gathering it upon his fingers. He smirked.

Yami sat there, arms captive, legs spread, and completely vulnerable. He closed his eyes as he felt Kaiba's finger slide past the wall of muscle.

"---tsu." Yami ground his teeth together again, his hands shaking the chains of the handcuffs, making the links clink with each movement. He threw his head back, the blush across his cheeks spreading. Yami couldn't focus on anything, except the pleasure coursing through him. Something broke through his state of mind.

'...Laugh...ing. He's laughing while he's---' Pleasure came again.

"...tsu" Yami mentally moaned in terror and euphoria. '...Oh... Do you really--- hate me that much...? Kaiba...'

Said teen looked down at his prey, a smug expression on his face, until his gaze reached the other's face, specifically his eyes. Those red eyes held hatred, hunger, and something else the other couldn't place. It astonished him.

'Ah...?' The millionaire finally placed the third thing he could not identify... submission.

'---I... can't...' Yami closed his eyes. He couldn't handle it, the other between his legs, completely vulnerable. "---tsu."

Kaiba watched Yami give in to the mental war of silence and the sounds of his body in this euphoric state.

'I'm.. going... to speak---!' Yami opened his eyes. Kaiba's hand cradled his head on the left side and his lips massaged Yami's in an elaborate dance. He felt Seto's hand travel down to rest on the under side of his thigh.

'Wha.. What---' He felt the hand pull his pants up to enable the other to spread his legs more.

Perhaps, as Yami closed his eyes, he thought it was okay to submit. The teens engaged in a passionate kiss, their tongues meeting to dance.

Kaiba broke the kiss, Yami panting quietly beneath him. "..tsu" Yami felt Kaiba's hand clasp itself over his mouth, preventing him from making noise... the exact opposite of Kaiba's role in the game.

'Kaiba?!'The CEO panted softly above him. Yami shut his eyes, maybe to ward off some of the pain of his walls being penetrated by something much larger than Kaiba's fingers.

Skin met with skin, the temperature in the room rose at an alarming rate. Yami never made a sound, though he felt the pain when the other slammed into him too hard and the pleasure... oh, sweet euphoria...

'Breaking...'Kaiba thought, lost in his own mind. 'Being broken... I'm going mad.'

Kaiba felt his limit. '---Yami.'He came, moaning the other's name in his mind.


The clock read 10:00 PM. Seto removed the puzzle from the headrest, allowing Yami's wrists freedom as his arms fell to his sides. Seto saw marks, similar to rope burns, adorning the other's wrists. He raised the damaged skin to his lips.

"---Game over... I lost...?..." Kaiba asked the air, as Yami seemed to be resting peacefully.

In the bathroom linked to the Training Room, Seto stood in the shower, watching the water go down the drain while rinsing his hair.

'---Why? At that moment... why did I...?'He recalled the moment in which he placed his hand over the other's mouth and kept him from making noise.

'Even without the pretense, I woulde have beat him.' He toweled himself off and dressed himself in a clean white robe. Seto opened the door to the Training Room.

'He's gone...!' True, as the bed no longer held the short male at top of it. 'Where did...?'

"Game over. I won. ---Kaiba." Yami stood in the doorway of the escape he had been searching for earlier.

'Yuugi...!' The aforementioned teen was fully dressed, as he had been when he arrived, hiding all the marks Seto had made on his body. Seto turned his gaze away and closed his eyes.

"... Right. I lost." The CEO held out his hand, symbolizing indifference. 'So go ahead with your 'batsu no game' (3) or whatever."

Yami raised his right arm, pointing at the other. "Batsu no ga..." Seto opened his eyes when the other did not finish.

"...?" Yami said nothing, but the brunette noticed something... Tears trailed down from the red eyes, over the alabaster cheeks, to meet their doom as they fell from Yami's face.

'Tears...?!' "Yuugi...?" Said teen started to retreat backwards.

"Ah.." He turned around and ran out the door, paying no mind to the CEO calling after him.

"Yuugi!" Seto stayed silent until his mind analyzed what just happened. 'Tears...!'

The door stayed ajar as Seto finally registered the fact that he had won.

"..Heh... Heheh ha...!" Kaiba laughed as he spoke aloud. "I did it...! I hurt him... I hurt him!!"

'Agony and humiliation, the scars that never go away... And my hatred. Eveything went according to plan...' Seto stopped laughing for a moment.

"---" 'Yes. I hated him. And this time, it's good that he hates me. That was my wish. ---But...'

"...?" The teenager clutched at his chest. 'But why does my heart hurt?' His own mind answered for him.

'ACHING, INVISIBLE SCARS.'


(1) Again, I'm not sure if the translators of the doujin I downloaded meant the improper, insulting form of the word 'you' or the word 'bastard', so I just stuck with the Japanese word.

(2) Elysium (in Greek? mythology) is paradise, kind of like a form of heaven.

(3) I like batsu no game better than punishment game (smile).

End of the 2nd chapter. (Date: 12/12/08 Time: 6:00 AM)

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