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P.S. I DONT own YuGiOh or any of its story line or characters.
P.P.S. This Is YAMIxSETO dont like it? get outta here.
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Wanting the Need That Needs Your Wanting
FOUR
Seto stood from his desk as Yami walked over.
"I'm ready whenever you are."
He looked up at the man. It was a mistake on his part. His eyes got trapped on him. He was in what he was the day he gave him the job.
Only this time, the man's black pants hugged tighter, and his shirt swirled a little more around his slender form. Seto looked up into the man's eyes.
"Is everything alright?" Yami asks.
Seto tore his eyes away. "Fine. I am ready now, come on, we are taking my car."
"We can take mine if you want." Yami offers.
"Fine." He didn't really want to drive anyway.
It was a quiet, long ride all the way out to the vineyard where the wine tasting party was going on. Seto hated that he couldn't talk to the man sitting next to him. Something wouldn't let him be nice to him. Something deep down hated that he hated Atem Yami.
"So, anything going on with Tinker Toys?" He asked is a small official sounding voice.
Seto looked at him. Yami gave him a half glance, and a little smile. "Profits are rising. I can't help but laugh knowing that they thought that it would bring them so much profits. Tch." What was that about?
Yami laughed.
"What?"
"Nothing." He just smiled and kept his eyes to the road. It made something in Seto's mind flare and roar, but it entrapped him in the boy. His eyes were stuck on that sly little smile in the corner of the man's lips. It made his lips curve a little.
But he, Kaiba Seto was not a fool! He tore his eyes away from the man and looked right out at the road. He didn't see the road, he was looking at it, but didn't see it. Thoughts raced in his mind like fat boys after double chocolate fudge chunk cake.
Great, now he wanted chocolate cake.
He was glad that he was going to drink tonight. At both his parties. Parties. He never liked the damned things. Never cared to learn his people's names. Never felt comfortable for him to be in such places.
This was why Yami was here.
He knew people's names.
He knew how to do the 'party' thing.
He was comfortable in that scene.
He was Seto's comfort.
Damn. He dug himself into something deeper than he had ever expected. This was the last thing he expected from hiring Atem Yami as his assistant.
"Kaiba?" Yami asks looking over to him from the car door he was standing out in front of.
He turned to the violet eyed man. He flicked his eyes out to the road. There was no road, they were at the farm. There were people walking up. Women in cocktail dresses and men in suits.
He felt underdressed. As usual.
He didn't wear suits.
He was in his usual black get up with his white trench coat.
"Are you coming?"
Seto looked back at him. "Yeah." And he opened the car door and stepped out of the red car. He let out a sigh. Oh how he hated these kind of things.
"Are you okay?" Yami asks stepping in sync to him.
"Never better." He muttered. Seto was greeted the moment he got into the doors of the barn. He shook hands with a few big company's people.
Then a woman who was rather short, no higher than 4'11" with bright green eyes and short spiky red hair walked up. "Hello Melissa." Seto holds out his hand to her.
"Hello Seto."
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