Seto Kaiba's Different Days
Chapter Four: Seto Kaiba's Departure

Disclaimer: I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh characters, so please do not sue.
Rating: Rated K+
Pairings: KaibaOC (hints of)
Chapter: 4 out of 5

Scheduled Update: November 5th, 2006 (Sunday)
Update: November 5th, 2006

Scheduled Update for Chapter Four: November 9th, 2006 (Thursday)

Degare's Bedroom

Seto woke up suddenly from another bad dream. He was panting and sweating but this time was different from all the others. He remembered it more. He could be more logical about it. This time, he didn't wake himself up with a scream.

He knew his name now, he knew the evil man's name, he knew his younger brother's name. He remembered almost everything that he had to go through and why he went through it. He knew his parents died and that Gozaburo was his stepfather. He remembered everything now. And with his remembered goals and experiences he was started to think more like himself.

Once he had set his goal to see his little bother his terrors had gotten less scary. He was less emotional and he started to piece together what was going on.

Damien was a bastard, perhaps worse than his stepfather on some levels. He had acted kind and loving, but now Seto could see what was really going on. Damien used him for sex. It was so simple now. He practically murdered himself when he realized he hadn't seen it before. Damien was sadistic, not loving. He hit him continuously, especially during sex. Why had Seto trusted him?

The dreams were suddenly helping him. They were teaching him what he had once forgotten. Sure, it was a frightening way to learn things, through threats and bruises, but what was being said was helpful. His dream taught him how to read people again; they retaught him not everyone was as trustworthy as he might think they were.

He also remembered his brother fully and cursed himself for being so stupid. His heart almost broke when he realized that the little boy who sat on his bed and talked about how much his brother missed him was in actuality his little brother. He had kept the conversation in his mind, remembering every word that his brother had said to him. Mokuba (that was his name, he could proudly say he knew it now) was expecting him back, but by leaving that night he had let Seto know that he could stay for as long as he wanted.

His stepfather was dead, he remembered now. He had died quite a few years ago. Seto recalled the event vividly now. Seto had killed him when he started threatening Mokuba after a long hiatus from doing so. Seto was so afraid he would follow through this time he over reacted, killing the man that drove him to be the heartless bastard he was.

Unfortunately Seto didn't have a plan to get out of here. He had no money; his paycheck went straight to Damien. How could he get back to Japan with no money?

He remembered he owned a huge corporation but he still didn't remember the details about it. He knew the company was based around duel monsters and he remembered how to play. What he didn't know, however, was how to communicate with them. He didn't know any of his telephone numbers and he didn't know any addresses, so he was still stuck here.

"Degare, I thought I heard you," Damien said, this time in Japanese.

"Yes," Seto said in a cold voice, still deeply immersed in his own thoughts, "I had another bad dream."

"I'm sorry," Damien said, putting on a sad face, "I didn't hear you scream. Come here, I'll make you feel better."

Seto reluctantly crawled into the other man's open arms. He still had to keep up the act, even if he now knew that Damien was just using him. He still had to act blissfully unaware for Mokuba. He needed to get out of here and get back to his awaiting brother. It Damien knew Seto knew about his true nature then escaping would be ten times harder, maybe even harder than that. He had to remain the naive child Damien took him has, or everything would be ruined.

"Dames," he heard himself calling out the informal name of his...lover (for lack of a better name) as his brain was coming up with a plan for escape. "I've been in this same town every since I lost my memory. Can't we go take a vacation or something? It's boring to look at the same buildings all the time," Seto complained, pouting out his lips and trying his best to look cute, something that came incredibly hard for him once he remembered he had dignity.

"Show me how much you want to go," Damien challenged him, still speaking in Japanese. Seto had no idea why, but it was making him suspicious.

"How?" Seto asked, trying his hardest to look naive and maintain a blush. "Do you mean...um..." Seto said, acting as embarrassed as was possible for him.

"I mean sex, Babe," Damien answered, smiling sadistically has he began running his hands down his captive's body. "You don't you want to go that bad?" he asked while his hands still roamed over the other man's body.

"I want to go," Seto insisted, squirming under the touch of the other man. He had to be young, cute, resisting slightly so he could maintain his cover. It was much easier said than done. He wiggled a little, trying to look as arousing as possibly in his movements. Being submissive was hard for him but trying to be seductive while being submissive was quite the challenge.

"You drive me crazy," Damien groaned deep in his throat, throwing off Seto's shirt in a quick movement. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you do it on purpose," he said in the same voice, this time removing his own shirt.

"Ehm," Seto said quietly has Damien put his lips to Seto's and a tongue forced its way in.

Damien just smiled at the naivety that was his Degare as he pulled off Seto's pants and boxers, quickly followed by the removal of his own.

Miami, Florida, United States

Seto sat on the beach, sulking as much as his remembered pride would let him. He was hoping for somewhere closer to Japan, but how could he explain that to the person who never wanted him to go back to Japan ever again.

"Is this what you wanted? You don't look very happy," Damien said in English, sitting down next to him.

"I am happy," Seto reassured him, showing a plastered on smile. "I was just thinking about how it would hurt to be stung by a jellyfish," he lied.

Damien chuckled and flashed an elderly-brother-looking-at-his-younger-brother smile. It made Seto sick to his stomach. "You don't have to worry about that. I'll protect you from all of those mean little jellies," Damien promised, not dropping the smile from his face.

Seto had to bite his tongue to keep from rolling his eyes. It wasn't even the season for jellyfish, but of course Damien would never tell him that. He was obviously hoping for some gratitude sex for saving him from all the jellyfish. Unfortunately Seto would have to oblige him, since he was playing the fool in this little game.

"So do you want to go in?" Damien asked him excitedly, "I promise it'll be a lot of fun."

"Yeah," Seto answered with double the other's excitement. He had just discovered the perfect way to ditch his rapist.

Seto ran in as far as he could until his toes could barely reach the bottom.

"Are you sure you want to be out here, Degare?" Damien asked, following his sex toy, "You're more likely to be dinner for sharks out here than closer to the shore."

Seto inwardly groaned at the stupid excuses of his captor. Sharks weren't this close to shore; they had too much food this time of season to move in too far.

"But you'll protect me from them, won't you?" Seto asked, trying to make his voice sound as scared as possible.

"I certainly will," Damien said, forgetting about wanting Seto to move in closer in favor of more gratitude sex with him.

As soon as a big enough wave came Seto went under and swam with it to shore, leaving Damien behind. As soon as he hit the shore he took off running. He didn't stop for anything, not at the beach for his towel nor at the hotel for his clothes.

He ran all the way to the airport. It had taken him quite a few hours and he was out of breath. Seto found himself thanking his stepfather for all the training he had forced on him. He could have never run as far as he did without the training he had had. He couldn't stop and rest now though. He found a pilot's uniform and snuck on the pilot's deck to a plane headed towards his home country. Luckily he remembered his pilot's training at this point, otherwise it could have been disaster for himself and the passengers.

To Be Continued...

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