So this happened. The caller is going to be found out in the next chapter.


"Yugi?" Kaiba called out, stepping into the open front door of his assistant's apartment. "Yugi, are you there?" He walked in and looked around out of curiosity rather than habit; he'd never been inside Yugi's apartment and was intrigued by what he saw in first impression.

It wasn't small, quite far from it. The executive figured it would be as well furnished and decorated as it was, considering how much Yugi was paid, but he wondered if the décor was Yugi's or someone else's doing. He had mentioned a boyfriend… just how long had that relationship lasted?

His musings were interrupted by a few thumps down the hallway and Yugi replying breathlessly, "One moment!" The diminutive young man walked out into the living room, dragging a small suitcase over the carpeted floor and holding the strap of his signature messenger bag. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Kaiba smiled, coming forward and kissing Yugi's cheek. "Nonsense, Yugi. I just got here. And we're taking my private jet, so as long as we leave before midnight we'll be fine."

Warm violet eyes brightened, holding the executive's cool sapphire enraptured. "I have a week's worth of things... Is that alright?"

"It's exactly what you need." Kaiba was released from Yugi's gaze when the younger leaned up and kissed him. It was soft and sweet, and although Kaiba wanted to go further, he pulled away before they got too caught up. "Let me carry this," he said, taking the suitcase, "And you lock up. I'll be in the car."

Yugi watched him go before taking a quick look around himself, hoping he wasn't forgetting anything. He left the apartment and locked the door behind himself. Taking the stairs two at a time he was outside in a few seconds; the passenger side door was already open and the car was running. He sprinted through the chilly night air and into the warmth of the car, slamming the door behind him.

"Ready?" the executive murmured, placing his hand on Yugi's knee and looking over at him.

A smaller, more delicate hand rested on top of his and squeezed lightly. "Ready."


The Kaiba Corp. private airport was a lot smaller than Yugi expected, considering the staff that Kaiba always had on hand and the fact that he had not one but three jets to himself. They pulled up into the half-full parking lot, letting a valet take the car the rest of the way, and entered the average-sized building.

"So who else is coming?" Yugi asked, walking quickly next to the executive. Kaiba glanced down at him with a smirk.

"It's just us and the pilots," he replied. "I only need you for this conference."

Yugi glanced up with a slight frown. "For this conference?" he said skeptically.

Kaiba's smirk spread into a smile. "For everything." He wrapped his free arm around Yugi's shoulders and pulled him close. "You know that." Yugi smiled shyly and blushed, nodding his head slightly. "Are you uncomfortable on planes?"

The shorter male shrugged. "I haven't had enough experiences as an adult... but I do remember being a little sick at takeoff." He allowed himself to be led onto the entrance ramp, walking into the plane and looking around. It was pretty small, only twelve seats until the separation before the cockpit.

"I have a shitload of movies... Do you have anything in mind?" Kaiba inquired absently, sliding his arm from Yugi's shoulders to take his hand and drag him into a seat.

Yugi snickered, kissing the executive's cheek and drawing close to him. "No, I don't. I just want to get this flight over with."

Kaiba nodded sympathetically and kissed his forehead in return. "We're leaving in a few minutes. Would you like me to distract you?"

"Yes please," Yugi whispered, climbing over the arm rest to sit in Kaiba's lap and push him back against the seat, locking their lips together. Warm hands ran under his shirt and over his back, pulling him ever closer, while the executive's inquisitive tongue mapped his mouth. It only ended when a tone resounded through the space.

Kaiba turned his head, giving Yugi accidental access to his neck, and murmured, "The plane is taking off in a few minutes, Yugi."

"Mmhm," the smaller replied. "So?"

"You should sit down." The CEO's hands slid out from under his top and rested on his hips, pushing him away. "Just until we're in the air." Yugi sighed and relented; right as he snapped his seatbelt on, the plane began to taxi down the runway. He immediately grabbed Kaiba's hand and held it tightly, staring, transfixed, out of the window next to his seat.

The other would have laughed if Yugi didn't look so terrified. "Close your eyes," he advised, leaning back in his seat while massaging the back of Yugi's hand with his thumb. "Just until we get into the air."

"I'll be fine." Yugi smiled weakly in Kaiba's direction. "Aren't you tired? I know you've been awake for at least twenty hours."

"I tried to sleep, but… I was anxious."

Violet eyes widened a little in question. "Anxious?"

"About... What you think of me. I know, it's childish, and it probably doesn't matter, but... I really like you, Yugi."

"I like you too. I think you're very sweet, and kind, so don't worry about it." He leaned up and kissed Kaiba's forehead with a smile, the altitude and speed of their flight all but forgotten. "Go to sleep. This flight is going to be long, and I don't want to have to deal with you in the morning. Jet lag is enough."

Kaiba nodded, smirking. "Fine, fine. But I'm taking full advantage of our free day tomorrow to spend it with you."

Yugi leaned against the executive, comforted when he gently drew his hand from Yugi's grasp to instead wrap it around his waist in a very familiar way. "I wouldn't think of disagreeing," he said softly.


"Are we almost there?" Yugi asked for the fifth time, stroking Kaiba's hair unhurriedly.

Said executive looked up at him from his head's position in Yugi's lap. "No, Yugi," he replied, for the fifth time. "Not yet. Give it a few more minutes."

The smaller male sighed and nodded, resuming his studying out of the window. California was beautiful and sunny, and everyone walking and biking around looked self-satisfied. "Thank you for bringing me here."

Kaiba pressed his lips to Yugi's stomach, smiling against his skin. "No need to thank me, Yugi. You're my right hand in the company, and I need you just as much abroad as in the office."

Yugi laughed lightly. "I know, I know." He touched Kaiba's cheek with the palm of his hand, grinning down at him. "Are we almost there?" Sapphire eyes closed in exasperation, but before the executive could reply, the driver turned off the car.

"Yes, then," he muttered, sitting up and leaning across Yugi to open his door first. "We should sleep the rest of the afternoon so we can catch up a bit." Yugi nodded and slid out, stretching languidly. The executive was not far behind him, walking around the car and taking Yugi's hand, leading him into the expensive looking hotel.

Yugi marveled at the lobby, his eyes wide and childlike, while Kaiba checked in and got their room keys. Or, room key. "We're sharing a room?" he whispered a little incredulously, passing a large group of businessmen on their way to the elevator.

Kaiba nodded shortly, pushing the button for the top floor. "They only have one penthouse suite. There are two bedrooms, so don't worry." His hand tightened around Yugi's. "Although I wouldn't be opposed to sharing a bed with you..."

The smaller male blushed scarlet. "W-we'll see," he stammered, unsure of whether the executive was joking or not. The leer on his face suggested that he was being serious. "We would only be sleeping though."

Kaiba's leer turned into a sultry smirk. He made a noise of assent, walking out of the elevator and taking out his key, holding the door open for Yugi to follow. "I have a spare for you," he said as he closed the door, taking off his jacket and throwing it over the back of the couch. "Just in case we get separated."

Violet eyes narrowed. "I'm not a child," Yugi retorted, walking off into the farthest bedroom and slipping his sweater over his head.

Gentle fingers danced across his waist, making him start. "I know," Kaiba murmured, kissing Yugi's shoulder through his t-shirt while his hands ventured ever lower, pulling Yugi back against him. "Far from it... you're a beautiful young man."

Yugi smiled slightly, swaying his hips against Kaiba's pelvis in a music-less dance. "Only a few years younger than you, Kaiba-san," he teased lightly. His hands came up behind himself to lock around the executive's neck, his fingers intertwined behind a head of soft, chocolate brown hair, as he continued his dance.

Kaiba held onto his hips, guiding him away. Before Yugi could protest, the executive pushed him down against the bed and ravished his mouth. His thin fingers deftly worked at the buttons on Kaiba's dress shirt, undoing them in no hurry, then slipping said shirt over his shoulders and touching the smooth, pale skin there. In return, sapphire eyes turned playful and Kaiba drew away, taking Yugi's shirt by the hem at the bottom and pulling it over his head. "Beautiful," he repeated, hovering over the smaller male.

Yugi moaned, craving contact. "More..." he pleaded, spreading his legs wider and hooking his ankles together against the small of Kaiba's back."S-Seto..."

Said executive, now trapped against his younger boyfriend, licked a warm, wet trail across his collar bone, and then continued up to his neck. "I love it when you beg," he whispered against flushed skin. He was answered with Yugi's groin pressing into his, the friction making him involuntarily moan. As punishment, he sucked harshly on Yugi's pulse-point.

Using his (very fortunate) angle, the violet-eyed teen ground up against his employer. He took a little pleasure in hearing the broken renditions of his name escape pale lips, but it was quickly negated when Kaiba's hand slipped into the front of his jeans. "Seto, d-don't."

Kaiba immediately tried to move away, stopped at a certain point by Yugi's hold around his waist. "Was that too far, Yugi?" he asked anxiously.

"Yes," he replied truthfully, letting his arms and legs fall to the sheets. "I'm sorry, but I don't think that I'm ready for-"

Warm lips were suddenly against his, silencing him. When the executive pulled back, his cerulean eyes were gentle and nonjudgmental. "You don't have to apologize. If you're not ready, you're not ready." He moved to sit up, brushing a few blonde bangs away from Yugi's face. "I didn't mean to push you."

Yugi sat up as well, finding his shirt and pulling it back on, uncaring that it was probably inside-out. "I was offering. It wasn't your fault." He stood up, going to the door and opening it pointedly. "I think we should sleep for a while."

Kaiba blinked, nodding slowly and sliding off of the bed. With one last lingering kiss to Yugi's still alluringly red lips, he left, closing the door behind him. Yugi stared at the empty space in his bed for a few moments, wondering if he made the right decision, but shrugged it off as a problem to deal with later, and went into the attached bathroom to have a long, hot shower.


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