A/N: Woo-hoo, I'm back! *cricket, cricket* Ahaha...
Omr, I'm soo sorry this has taken forever and a day to update! *headdesk* This chapter was very hard to finish and I kept getting stuck (I tried to work with it, believe me I did). But it's here now so, please enjoy ^^
Oh, wait, almost forgot: I totally made this chapter sound like it was so intriguing in the last chapter but I pretty much just stuck my foot in mouth again. u.u;; So without further ado, I think I'll go make a return trip to the paramedics to remove it. (When will I learn….)
Also, you may want to re-read chapter 3 again. I changed it a bit because I ended up not liking it anymore but maybe this will still make sense even if you don't read it? Guess you'll find out :)
Chapter 5- Can We Say Sur-prise?
Kaiba opened the door and walked inside as Mokuba dashed past him, flopping onto a couch before running into the kitchen and back out again. Once Kaiba closed the door, he sighed as he took off his sunglasses; for the past hour he had to deal with this sort of behavior from his brother since he downed three hefty scoops of chocolate mint and vanilla ice cream even against his advice. Now the kid was practically bouncing off the walls.
What the hell was I thinking,Kaiba thought, a bit exasperated while he watched his little brother jump up the stairs.
It was a rhetorical question since Kaiba already knew the answer: he was too busy thinking about Yami (again) to pay much attention to Mokuba. When they had left Domino Plaza for Kaiba Land he had been thoroughly pissed because he saw Yami and Isis there together. He had a suspicious feeling that Isis knew what was going on since Yami was with her and that also may mean that the Egyptian women was the smaller teen's help in his situation.
That thought alone was enough to get him even angrier and he had spent most of his time glaring out of his office window at Kaiba Land while Mokuba had a field day with his sweets. He hadn't even notice that Mokuba had ordered for food until his little brother had put a small bowl of ice cream on his lap, concern clearly in his slate eyes. After that, he paid more attention—especially when he saw what Mokuba had ordered for himself.
Once the sugar from the ice cream started to kick in, Kaiba had finally decided to leave and head for home (if he had to deal with a hyper Mokuba he'd rather do it at the comforts of his home than his office) and while on the drive back he had unintentionally drifted back to his thoughts regarding Yami. His anger had subsided enough for him to realized, after a point, that he was thinking more and more about the former pharaoh since his returned. He couldn't get the ex-pharaoh out of his head now and that greatly concerned him. He was supposed to be keeping a lid on his emotions when it came to Yami but it was easier said than done. Apparently, his half acknowledgment toward him only made his situation worse, since he was having trouble moving on.
It seemed someone out there had it in for him. They clearly wanted him to suffer because they brought the bastard back...in his own body, nonetheless. This was probably why some part of him wouldn't let the whole thing go even though the rational part of him knew Yami wasn't planning on staying in this lifetime. That fact, however, didn't stop the small voice in his head from interjecting that maybe if he could convince Yami to stay here...with him...then...
Kaiba had to fight to keep the blush from reaching his face. He was becoming like a love obsessed girl over a guy, and a conflicted love obsessed girl at that! He hated feeling like this, and he blamed Yami entirely for it. Even more so because having these conflicting emotions was new for him and...for all the people who he could've fallen for, it was Yami.
If he did decide to try and convince Yami to stay how was he going to confess to him without destroying there already rocky relationship? Would it be better to keep it to himself and let him leave once again? Both options didn't thrill him so what else was there?
Kaiba was pulled out of thoughts when he saw Mokuba begin to sprint toward the game room; he wasn't having any of that so he called out to him. "Mokuba, don't you have homework you should be doing?"
He saw him stop in his tracks then slowly turned to face him, a pout on his lips. "Aww,but, Nii-sama, can't I just play for a little while?"
"Sure you can," Kaiba said, walking towards the kitchen and passing his little brother, "after you're done with your homework."
"Okay."
Once Kaiba heard his brother bolt up the stairs and into his bedroom, he let out a relived breath. He could figure out what to do about Yami later, right now, he was just glad to be back inside his house so he could relax. Going out for a day around the city wasn't something he was used to doing but at least his brother had enjoyed himself—at least until evening comes around and the ice cream comes back to haunt him with a vengeance.
I give him an hour before he crash and burns, he thought idly, opening the refrigerator door.
Kaiba blinked. He could have sworn there was a full container of strawberries before he left this morning, but now there was less than half left. Opening a drawer, he found that some of the apples were gone as well as some peaches and plums. He closed it and looked around and saw that only two bananas were left on the counter. It seemed that it was only the fruit that was disappearing from the house.
Closing the door with more force than necessary, Kaiba nearly stomped his way upstairs while muttering things under his breath that sounded like, 'fucking scavenger,' and 'fruit-depleting bastard.'
He started opening doors until he finally glimpsed the familiar tri-colored hair. "Hey, next time you want to eat this...house...out of...What. The. Hell?"
Kaiba lost his train of thought as he stared at the surprising sight in front of him: Yami was on his hands and knees and was, for some reason, looking under the bed but that wasn't even the problem Kaiba was having at the moment. Oh no, the problem was that Yami was wearing absolutely nothing and his bare ass was up high in the air...his firm, smooth ass...
Kaiba's heart began to beat unbearably fast as he stared. He could see muscles move under that honey-toned skin as Yami straighten himself up and it took more willpower then he was willing to admit to tear his eyes away from the ex-pharaoh's backside and look into questioning ruby eyes.
Someone was really having the laugh of their lives up there.
"What's wrong, Kaiba?" Yami asked.
Kaiba practically wanted to scream at him. Option 2 was becoming less and less of a possibility. Now how was he supposed to move on if the bastard kept unknowingly finding ways to push him closer to the point of no return? How was he going to keep his cool around him now without that fucking image burned into his mind?
Get a fucking grip, Kaiba told himself sternly. This is nothing I can't handle—in fact there isn't anything I can't handle.
Conviction renewed now, Kaiba took a calming breath and was glad his voice sounded steady as he asked icily, "Where the hell are your clothes?"
Yami blinked as if he just noticed he wasn't wearing anything. "Oh, I decided to wash them. They were kind of bloody."
"And you don't have anything else to put on?" Kaiba asked through gritted teeth.
Yami actually had the grace to look embarrass. "Well, no, actually." He rubbed the back of his neck and looked away. "I didn't think I'd be here this long, so...it was a misjudgment on my part."
Kaiba scoffed at that, causing Yami to look back at him. Irritated, he started to move towards the CEO but stop when he saw Kaiba's eyes narrow into near slits. It suddenly dawned on him just how uncomfortable the taller male was looking now; nudity seemed to be one of the few things that was able to visibly unsettle him. Yami couldn't help the smirk that came to his lips as he playfully asked, "What? Does me being naked bother you?"
Yes. "Don't toy with me, Yami." Kaiba nearly hissed. Yami was only an arm's length away now, standing there with his arms crossed and flaunting himself proudly as if walking around naked was a normal thing (well, maybe it was where he came from). All Kaiba had to do was reach out to him, grab him, and after tossing him on the king-sized bed, fuck him so hard and fast the former king wouldn't know what even happen. Pushing the tempting thought from his mind, Kaiba barked out, "Just find something to at least cover yourse-!"
Kaiba stopped talking when he heard the bathroom door open so he turned his head toward it-and saw red.
Yami visibly stiffened when he saw Seto was wearing nothing as well, save for a towel that was draped over his drenched chestnut hair. He chanced a glance at Kaiba and saw that his knuckles had turned white from being clenched so tightly.
3...2...1...
"WHAT THE FUCK?" Kaiba slammed the door shut with so much force it actually shook.
Yami inwardly groaned; of all the ways Kaiba could've found out about the priest it just had to be this. Watching as the enraged CEO made his way toward his past self with an air that promise violence, Yami quickly became concerned as the two were now toe-to-toe and giving each other matching death glares.
"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Kaiba asked in dangerous tone, irked by the fact that the former priest didn't even look the least bit fazed by him.
"Because I can be," replied Seto simply as he stepped aside and moved toward his pharaoh, but Kaiba didn't let him get that far.
Grabbing the priest's upper left arm, Kaiba slammed him into the wall with all his strength and inwardly smirked when the impact caused the priest to gasp.
"Kaiba!" Yami yelled, moving in between the look-a-likes and trying to put some space from them and failing miserably. "Enough of this!"
"So the two of you have been fucking each other in my room while I was out?" Kaiba asked with barely contained fury. He was beyond incensed from this revelation—beyond; he wanted nothing more than to throttle Yami before he gave his priest the beating of his pitiful existence and then some. He knew he was in over his head about Yami and all he could feel right now was the intense rage building inside; he just was inching for a way to release it in the only way he saw fit.
Yami tried in vain to push Kaiba away from him and Seto but only seceded in getting pushed further against Seto by the CEO. Squirming from the contact, Yami voiced his own question, "Why would we do that, Kaiba? Seto is-"
"Don't you dare call that bastard by my name when I'm standing right here!" Kaiba shouted turning his frigid glare to the former pharaoh.
"Listen," Yami said angrily, returning the glare with his own, "he is here because he had decided to help me with those creatures running around the city, not to keep me company and 'fuck me'as you put it! We are not like that!"
"And what business is it of yours to what I do or not with my king?" Seto interjected as he stepped away from the wall and glared at his reincarnation.
Yami growled low in his throat and turned his irritation toward the priest who he was trying to keep separate from Kaiba. "Seto, you are not helping." Returning his attention back to Kaiba he said in a calming voice, "I know what you think it looks like but I can assure you it is not, alright?"
Kaiba let the former king's words sink in; even though the two teens in front of him were...naked...it didn't look they were involve in any sexual activity. He knew this because if he was the one giving pleasure to his secret desire then there would be marks galore on Yami's body.
So, maybe he mayhave jumped the gun a bit; at least it wasn't something he did that often. He would never admit that out loud though, he had to save what little pride he had left.
Not wanting to stay in the room any longer he turned on his heel saying, "Whatever. As soon as your clothes are dry were going shopping because I'm not going to allow you to walk around my house naked. I'll be damned if you make this a fucking habit."
"What? Kai-"
He didn't let him finish as he opened the door and resisted the urge to slam the door in annoyance. As he walked away he couldn't help muttering under his breath, "Fucking idiot."
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"Fucking idiot...I can't believe he's my reincarnate," Seto muttered darkly.
Yami didn't reply at all. He wasn't in any mood to talk after what had transpired a few moments ago. To him the 'fucking idiot' could've thrown them out on their asses without so much as a thought and Yami was just glad that he didn't. Kaiba had every right to though Yami found his reaction more extreme then he had anticipated; he just had the feeling that Kaiba wasn't just angry about finding him and Seto naked. He could tell that much from the young businessman.
Sighing, Yami opened the bedroom door and looked out; the hallway was thankfully empty and there were no sounds of anyone approaching. Turning around to look at Seto he said tiredly, "I'm going out. I'll be back."
"Better take something to cover up if you don't want my reincarnate to go on a murderous rampage if he somehow chances upon seeing you," Seto replied in the same dark tone.
Yami huffed at the comment but took a towel anyway and wrapped it around his waist. What a day this was becoming, he thought as he stepped out into the hallway.
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Kaiba stared at his computer screen in disbelief as he watched his security tapes for what seemed like the hundredth time.
No matter what camera tape around the mansion he looked at there was no sign of the priest on any of the screens; which wasn't even possible because all of the blind spots around his mansion were covered and there were traps set everywhere for unsuspecting intruders. This wasn't an easy place to break into and not get caught immediately.
A soft cough rang through the room causing Kaiba to look up; annoyance clearly etched on his features before he realized it was Yami. He was standing in the doorway of his private office, dressed in the jacket and jeans Kaiba had seen him wear the night before minus the blood.
Once Yami saw that he had the C.E.O's attention he strode inside the room toward the chair opposite and gracefully sat down, his crimson eyes never leaving cobalt blue. "Are you calm now?" he asked, evenly.
"Hn," Kaiba grunted, turning his attention to the computer screen again. "What do you want?"
"I wanted to talk about you wanting to buy me clothes," answered Yami, getting right to the point. "I know you want to go shopping in all but I'd rather you didn't spend your money on a lot of clothing on me when I'm not going to stay here for long."
"Oh, is that right?" Kaiba said sarcastically. Fixing the former pharaoh with a cold glare he informed him in a curt tone, "What I decide to do with my money is of no concern to you. You should be grateful I'm even offering."
Yami scowled. He didn't want to impose on Kaiba's rare generosity but he thought it would be ridiculous to spend on clothes he wouldn't need for long. The problem with the monsters would be resolved within a matter of days thanks to the new addition of Isis' skills that he was more than confident in. He wasn't fond wasting money even if it was Kaiba's; he just knew that Kaiba would buy the best money could buy if Yami left him to do the shopping.
Maybe that was what made him continue to argue as he said, "Be that as it may I'm only letting you know because I won't be staying here for long."
"Hn."
"Kai—"
"I heard you, Yami," Kaiba said, cutting off the ruby-eyed male in front of him.
He didn't want to hear anymore of Yami leaving again—and so soon at that. He didn't want to realize that he was going to lose his desire for a second time even though he saw it coming. Yes, Yami was right about the spending but for the life of him, he was too stubborn to vocally agree with the ex-pharaoh even if he was right.
"If you have nothing else to say then you can leave," he gazed coldly at Yami as he continued. "I'll be down in a while for us to leave."
Yami made an irritated sound but pushed himself off from the chair anyway; he knew from experience that when Kaiba got like this there was nothing he could do or say to get his point through the taller man's thick skull. Besides, Kaiba was right about one thing: it was his money so what did he care of the CEO chose to waste it on him?
Kaiba watched Yami walked away before turning back to the screen. If he was going to make any attempt to change Yami's mind then now would be the perfect opportunity; he may not get another chance if he let this one go. It all depended on just how bad he wanted Yami to stay.
Shutting down his computer he muttered, "Fucking coward," to the receding form.
Hearing it, Yami stopped and turned around. "What was that?" he asked angrily.
No turning back now, Kaiba thought as he looked back up. He decided that he wasn't going to outright confess; getting Yami to stay was going to be challenging enough without tacking that mess on. No, he was going to use a different tactic...
Standing up and closing the lid of his laptop, Kaiba replied smoothly, "I said you're a fucking coward." He moved around his desk to stand in front of Yami, looming over him as he challenged the ex-pharaoh to deny it with a smirk. "What? Does that bother you?"
"Yes," Yami snapped, defiantly holding his ground despite the CEO's impressive height. "Just what have I done to—"
"Oh, well let's see," Kaiba said, a sarcastic edge coming into his voice. "You were given a chance to stay here but you cowardly chose the easy way out; you plan on disappearing again without so much as a hello or goodbye to what you call your so-called friends and had I not ran in to you last night none of us would've known you were even here. So, if none of that labels you as a coward then what does it make you—an asshole of a friend?"
Yami nearly gaped at him. He was actually taken aback at Kaiba's behavior. He had no idea where this was coming from; this had nothing to do with their former topic of shopping and he didn't understand why Kaiba had the sudden interest of his friends or why Kaiba even cared at all. The CEO's whole attitude was enough to seriously annoy him. He was having a hard time following Kaiba's train of thought he'd be damned if he let him get away with calling him a coward.
Angrily, Yami shot back, "I haven't reunited with my friends because I don't want to drag them into this! I just don't want to disrupt their lives again especially over something as little as a few creatures. My actions do not make me a coward; I'm just protecting them and it's better for them not to know I was even here at all!" By the end of his sentence Yami realized he was nearly shouting; his annoyance getting the better of him. Kaiba had no clue on how much he wanted to see his friends and even though the CEO was right about his initial plan he had changed his mind. But he hadn't changed his mind to keep them out of his situation, that much he was still determined to hold up. Lowering his voice, Yami asked acidly, "And why should I have to explain anything I do to someone who didn't even believe I existed?"
"I do believe you exist. I noticed you for who you weren't even though I never said it out loud to you. And as for explaining yourself," Kaiba murmured as he leaned into Yami's personal space, "I think you should because from my end it looked like you were running away from what could've been your new life."
Yami almost didn't hear the rest of what Kaiba had said nor had he noticed the distance that was shorten between them; his eyes were staring into intense blue as if he was searching for the truth in Kaiba's words. When he saw that Kaiba wasn't lying he asked softly, "Then why did you denied—"
"What do you think?" Kaiba huffed.
Yami paused as he let the CEO's words sink in-and suddenly noticed just how close Kaiba was to him. He started to say something but was cut off again with a commanding, "Don't try to avoid answering me, Yami."
"I wasn't running away," Yami said defensively as he tried to put some distance between himself and Kaiba. He had noticed a look in the taller man's eyes that he couldn't discern and it immediately made him uneasy.
"Then what were you doing?" Kaiba asked, undeterred by the movement and stepped closer to Yami.
Yami felt his back hit the edge of the doorway and his nervousness increased. He suddenly found himself explaining, if only to get Kaiba to get away from him and stop looking at him in such a way. "Look, I don't know why you care all of the sudden but I wasn't running away! I lost to Ai—Yuugi—so there was no place for a deadsoul to stay in the world of the living; he didn't need me anymore so there was no reason for me to stay."
"That's why you left?"
"Again, why the hell do you care?" Yami snapped. "Especially now of all times when you had the opportunity to tell me—!" He stopped midsentence as a thought suddenly dawned on him. "Why? Did you miss me?" He grinned, not failing to notice the light shade of pink that colored Kaiba's cheeks as he turned away.
"Hn. Don't flatter yourself," he said, finally stepping out of Yami's space.
"Liar," said Yami, his grin turning into a wide smirk.
Walking away before Yami could get any closer to the real truth, Kaiba promptly left his study while calling over his shoulder, "I'm not lying. Now, come on; we're leaving."
"Huh?"
"We're getting the shopping out of the way now," Kaiba said. "I still have other things to do so let's get this over with."
"But Kaiba—"
Said CEO turned around and gave Yami a don't-mess-with-my-hospitality look and continued to walk down the hallway.
Sighing, Yami followed after him, grumbling a few choice words about the CEO's obstinacy.
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"Will you wear this?"
Yami looked up at the leather vest that Kaiba was holding up. It was black with silver buttons and intricate crisscross details on the sides; to say he didn't love it was an understatement but he was supposed to be trying to derail Kaiba from further piling any more clothes in their (already) full shopping cart. "Kaiba, I really think we should stop. Don't you think we have enough now?"
Kaiba looked at him, then at their shopping cart before tossing the article of clothing on the pile. Yami nearly gaped at him as Kaiba walked pass saying, "Alright then, we can go."
"I'm not taking all of that, Kaiba," Yami said stubbornly. He folded his arms as he stood by the cart before one of the price tags caught his eye. Turning away to look closer at it, his jaw nearly hit the floor as he snatched the tag up to eye level (as if the price would actually change if he brought it closer to him). "Kaiba, do you see how much this cost?"
"Here we go," said Kaiba under his breath.
"I'm sorry but I really can't take all of these!"
Sighing, Kaiba decided, for once, to just let Yami have his way. He was tired of being stared at in the mall and he still had business to take care of. If Fine, then pick out what you want so we can just go."
Yami stopped, the beginning of a rant on his tongue. "Alright, I can do that," he conceded, moving toward the cart and shifting through the clothes. "Why didn't we do that from the beginning?" he mumbled to himself.
Unfortunately, Kaiba heard him. "Will you stop complaining and just hurry up already?"
Yami scowled at him but otherwise he didn't say anything else which was just fine with Kaiba.
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As Kaiba pulled up to the Kaiba mansion, he couldn't help but be overly pleased with himself. Even though he was sure Yami intended to leave the mall with only several outfits, the ex-pharaoh had actually managed to get a set of outfits that would last him for a month, give or take a few days.
Looks like the ex-spirit just couldn't help himself. Kaiba glanced to the aforementioned boy beside him and inwardly smirked. It would also look like he was feeling guilty about it as well, since hadn't spoken two words other than a "Thank you, Kaiba." Oh, well, Kaiba thought idly. He'll get over it.
He put his car in park and got out of it, already spotting some of the staff members that he had previously called that had come to take the bags—and someone else he didn't want to see at all: the damn priest. Kaiba unconsciously gritted his teeth as he watched his look-alike near him and Yami, an air of urgency surrounding the priest as he hurried to them…or rather to Yami.
"Pharaoh, you're just in time," the priest said, opening the car door and nearly dragging Yami out of it. "We need to go; they're back again."
Yami started. "Alright, then let's go," he said before turning back toward Kaiba. "I'm sorry, Kaiba. I would help take in my things but I need to go. Don't go out at all tonight if you can help it; it may be to dangerous." With that said, Yami turned away from him as well as the priest.
"Hey-!" Kaiba shouted but when he blinked...they were gone.
"Damnit," he murmured, getting back in his car and slamming his door. Looks like his work will have to wait a little longer.
A/N: Ahaha, well this was uber long and I (kinda) feel bad about that. I couldn't really fine a good place to split it.
Please review and tell me what you think :D