A/N: School has been so time-consuming lately. Sorry for the late updates *sweat drop*.

Chapter 4

The unnerving, unwavering stare of those placid amethyst eyes had finally cracked his outer shell of silence just as the last of the food had been set on the table. "Will you stop staring?" finally hissed Yusei after they were alone, fingers testily tapping on his thigh. "I'm not some show animal. It's rude, as well."

"Of course," said Jack flippantly, though he did not avert his gaze. He paused and dug in hungrily, Yusei watching with mild disgust as the man viciously sunk his teeth into tender meat. "You're much more intriguing than that," he said with his mouth full.

For someone of such refined appearance in society, he eats like a pig in his own domain. "I'm honored," replied the prince sarcastically. "I don't care for petty compliments, you know."

"If we're going to be occupying the same space, I suggest we find out more about each other," suggested the king after swallowing. "I'd love to hear about your interests."

"But the feeling isn't mutual," sighed the prince. "Do not misinterpret my words. I said that I did not hate you, but I didn't say I had to like you, King."

"Actually," cut off Jack, "you said that you wouldn't marry me. You said nothing about liking me, Yusei."

"It's all the same."

"Is it now?" Jack stood suddenly and leaned over the table, his face a few inches away from the prince's face. He could feel the discomfort radiating from the male before him, and murmured, "Last time I checked, we would be sharing a chamber together. Mikage said that you didn't protest to the idea. In fact, I think that it'd be more appropriate if I knew more about you before letting you into my bed," reasoned Jack with fake innocence.

"That's vulgar!" snapped his flustered companion, distaste evident in his tone. "I'd rather sleep in the stables than share a bed with a pervert like you. All of the encounters we've had before were controlled by you."

"Sleeping beside me will have to become habitual," smirked the king. "I can assure that. Actually, experience it yourself before you jump to conclusions."

"I don't have to, nor do I want to even consider it." The Satellite shuddered at the thought of being near the king, especially in a way that could be considered intimate. This is a game where anything could happen.

The only noise became the light clattering of utensils as the two nobles dined, the king's fashion of doing so nowhere near as tidy. "I'm done." Prince Yusei pushed his half-eaten portion towards the king, stomach churning. He has the appetite of a rabid beast. It's revolting to be near. He cringed as Jack gave him a quick look over before wolfing down the rest of meat and vegetables on both platters.

"You eat so little. Maybe that's why you're so diminutive," chuckled the blonde as he finally put down his utensils, reclining more in his massive chair.

A flush spread across the prince's face, one he wished he could blame on the heat of the candles. "I'm not!" he argued. "You're just greater in height—"

Let's see how far I can push you. "And at dueling. You're effeminate, too. You will make a wonderful consort when these hundred days come to an end and we marry."

He's just begging for a punch to the face."You're ridiculous!" seethed the prince, loathing the triumphant inklings of a smile on the king's face. "My residence here doesn't mean that I am your toy."

"I always get what I want, Prince. I can give you whatever you want, as well."

"Then give me my freedom and let me return home," ground out an irritated Yusei.

You're stubborn, but remember that this is my game. I sure did pick an excellent catch, cute and fiery. "Men must keep their words. I beat you fairly, so you must hold up your end of the bargain. This is your home, maybe not your permanent one, but it will be." He kept his voice regal, steady, and serious, loving the expression of aggravation on the other teen's face.

After a bombardment of useless argues, they quickly organized themselves just as a servant walked into the room for the last time that night. "Lord Godwin asked me to bring this in celebration of your first meal together, Your Majesties." She handed the blonde a large bottle of wine, the elegance of the object displaying its value. "Have a good night, King Jack, Queen Yusei," she smiled, hints of a blush on her face.

"Thank you, Stephanie," nodded Jack. She bowed and left their presence hurriedly. He then fixed his stare on a frowning Yusei. "Shall we? Or do you not drink?"

"I'm not Queen. I do have a proper title," he sighed. He eyed the dark green bottle warily. "Has that been tampered with?"

"Godwin would never do that." Jack proceeded to pour a generous amount into each of their empty goblets. He picked up his own calmly. "To a fine day with fine company."

Yusei hesitantly rose his own to meet the other's. "Whatever." They both took a sip, Jack secretly watching Yusei's illuminated facial expression turn relaxed. At peace.

The Satellite Prince and the King of Neo Domino sat in their shared chamber, Jack on the bed with arms behind his head and Yusei on the floor with knees drawn to his chest. They were shooting out question after question at each other, Yusei's pleasant, drunken laughter echoing throughout the room. "Hobbies?" he slurred.

He was the last person I would've suspected to have such a low tolerance for alcohol. "Dueling and horseback riding. Sexuality?" It was a daring question, and he didn't mean to take more than he should, but he was definitely curious.

"I haven't a clue," sighed Yusei, reclining towards the legs of a chair. "You're pretty interesting," he remarked suddenly, a lackadaisical half-smile on his face, twirling a golden and ebony lock around his finger. "I like that."

"So are you," smiled the sober king genuinely. "Why don't you come into bed? You look tired."

"Yeah, I am...Let's strip down first. It's warm," breathed Yusei. Jack could only remain seated, captivated as he watched the prince step out of his boots. Then the expensive robes and crown followed, all three thrown to the side near his unpacked luggage.

Instinctively, Jack reached out and tugged Yusei onto the mattress, embracing him momentarily as if he were a princess. "You're warm," he heard the other whisper, body snuggling against the blonde's. "Thanks...You're really nice."

"At times," joked the king, so tempted to kiss the one whose lashes were fluttering slowly. Open, close, open, close.

"Mikage told me about your parents," sleepily muttered the prince, not seeing the king's shocked expression. "I pity you. But that's not why my attitude changed. I'd...like to get to know you, Jack Atlas." His eyes shut, and if only for a second, Jack felt his heart beat just a little faster.

"Why's that?" He knew that there would be no reply. So he carefully wrapped his arms around his bedmate's svelte waist and rested his head in the juncture between Yusei's neck and shoulder. "Goodnight, Prince." Tomorrow will offer quite a surprise. It'd be hilarious to see his reaction to waking up like this, next to me.

There were ninety-nine days to go after this one. Anything could happen.

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