Title: Seto Kaiba's Christmas Carol.

Author: Mrpointyhorns
Rating: T
Pairing(s): S/J, hintings of YB/YY, and onesided T/YY
Beta: None

Warings: Yaoi, Slight Fluff, mentions of child abuse

Spoilers: none

Summary: It's the typical Christmas Carol story, with Seto as Scrooge, Yami, Marik, and Bakura playing the spirits of Christmas. Only Seto's not exactly a scrooge, his past holds little happiness, and his future holds no sign of despair and Joey is 'handcuffed' to Seto. Still can Seto learn something from this holiday classic?

Chapter 4

Seto and Joey both fell asleep relatively quickly. Although they didn't usually share a bed with another person they weren't going to cry about it or freak out. It was Christmas Eve and neither boy wanted to sleep through Christmas morning.

While they slept the far window blew gently open. A human-like shadow crept across the wall towards the direction of the bed. Any hopes the boys had of a good night sleep was dashed as the lights came on.

"Whose there?" Joey sat up in bed. Seto stretched lazily and rolled over pulling the covers over his head. "Yami?"

The tri-haired Egyptian looked surprised. "Joey, wait am I in the right place?" Yami turned around in place trying to figure out where he was.

"Where are you supposed to be?" Joey asked. He stood from the bed and cross the room to Yami's side.

He forgot momentarily that Seto was attached to him. The spell flung Seto out of the bed, to the floor and into Joey's ankles knocking the blond off his feet. He landed in Seto's lap. "Joey?" Seto blinked sleepily.

"Oops I'm sorry, Seto," Joey blushed softly. The two boys helped each other off the floor. Then Joey went back to what he was doing, "Where are you supposed to be?"

"I'm supposed to be visiting some scrooge. You know for Christmas. I have to show them how Christmas used to be to stir up warm feelings in their gut," Yami explained. "It's the curse of being a spirit."

"Oh...well I'm not sure I can help you," Joey said. He didn't know anyone that needed to be visited by a dead guy.

Yami nodded lightly, "I know. I guess I got the wrong address. You weren't visited by anyone that sprouted something about a cursed future."

"Nope, I don't think so," Joey answered.

"Wait, Joey, remember Pegasus was here earlier. He told me that I was going to end up like him," Seto reminded.

Yami's eyes widened, "Wow that is a curse. Did he mention that you would be visited by three spirits?"

"No," Seto shook his head.

"But Seto was going calling his security. Pegasus left really fast," Joey explained, "Maybe he didn't get a chance to warn us."

Yami frowned lightly, "Possibly. Hold on let me call Bakura," he pulled out his phone and pressed speed dial one. He waited for a few moments before Bakura answered. "Bakura, its Yami. You wouldn't believe it, Tea got me a rock. No a real rock. It had these eyes and nose painted on it. Yugi said it was a pet rock." Yami laughed lightly.

Joey and Seto exchanged a look as they listen to Yami gab with Bakura. It was past midnight and neither boy cared to listen to Yami flirt with Bakura. "Yami," Seto hissed, "Ask him."

Yami glared bitterly. He put his hand over the receiver, "I'm on the phone," he hissed. He then returned to his phone conversation. "No, that was just Seto. Kaiba. Oh I think I got the wrong house for this Christmas Spirit gig. Do you remember who we're visiting? Uh-huh, right. Okay I'll tell them. I'll talk to you soon. Thank you again for the gift."

"What did he say?" Joey asked when Yami put his phone away.

"Well, he said that he's almost unstuck Ryou and Tea," Yami explained. "And I am supposed to be here. Seto apparently is in the need of some Christmas Spirit."

"That's ridiculous. I'm just as excited for Christmas as the next guy," Seto defended himself.

"Didn't you work on Christmas Eve?" Yami asked.

"I had to! I wanted to spend Christmas Day with Mokuba," Seto explained.

Yami shook his head in shame. "Excuses."

Seto narrowed his eyes, "Get out of my house, Yami."

"You see! You just threatened to throw me out in the snow," Yami flared. "It is okay Seto. We are here to help you find your Christmas Spirit."

"I don't need a Christmas Spirit. I need to get to some sleep. I don't want Mokuba to open all of his presents alone," Seto said. He sounded very annoyed.

"Well, I never asked for your permission," Yami raised his hand. All he had to do was snap his finger and they would be visiting Seto's Christmases past. He paused and looked at Joey, "You're stuck to him aren't you?"

Joey nodded, "I still am."

"Gee this is weird," Yami said. "Oh well," he shrugged his shoulders and snapped his fingers. A moment later there was no one left in the room. The three teens had traveled back in time to Seto's past. Only Seto could have know what they were going to see.