Chapter 15- Jealous
Kaiba drummed his fingers against the patio table in frustration.
He had wanted to have a nice breakfast on the patio with his husband and brother but no one was talking. It felt as if he was being actively ignored.
Mokuba sat back against his wicker chair with his arms crossed and Atem was gazing out into the forest, daydreaming.
Everyone livened up when Isono appeared with a large stack of pancakes and a small pitcher of syrup.
Atem smiled at the Chief of Security, "Thank you, Isono." He said, as Isono served the three boys.
Isono bowed slightly and turned his attention to Kaiba, "Was there anything else you needed, sir?"
Kaiba shook his head, "No. Thank you. Atem, Mokuba, did you two need anything?"
Mokuba ignored his brother and buttered his pancakes.
Atem gazed down at his pancakes and then up at Isono, "May I have some honey instead of syrup?"
Isono nodded, "Lavender, wildflower, or raw?" He asked.
"Ohhhh...those all sound good, don't they?" The spirit in Atem's head whispered.
Atem nodded realizing he hadn't answered Isono's question, "Oh um…"
"Just bring all of them, Isono. He can decide then." Kaiba said, reaching across the table to take Atem's hand.
Atem smiled at his husband and interlaced their fingers. He stared into Kaiba's eyes, feeling his heartbeat quicken and his stomach flutter.
He blinked rapidly, suddenly feeling dizzy and nauseous. He cleared his throat and sniffled.
He was going to vomit.
Atem let go of Kaiba's hand and immediately the nausea dissipated.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow at his husband, "Atem? Are you okay?"
Kaiba knew the real answer to that question but Atem would never pull away from his touch.
Not unless something was stopping him.
Atem nodded slowly, not daring to look Kaiba in the eyes again.
Kaiba sighed and reached for the syrup, scoffing when Mokuba snatched the pitcher before Kaiba could get to it.
He glared at his younger brother and spoke slowly as to control his temper, "Mokuba...would you please pass me the syrup when you're finished with it."
Mokuba looked at his brother as he poured the entire pitcher of syrup over his large stack of pancakes. He then took his finger and wiped the inside of the pitcher clean before sucking the remains of the sticky substance off of his digit.
He slammed the empty pitcher in front of his brother and smiled tightly, "Here ya go."
Atem's jaw dropped at Mokuba's defiant display.
"I like the smaller one." The spirit chuckled.
Atem spared a glance in Kaiba's direction and could have sworn the brunette was about to flip the table.
"Mokuba. Go and get more syrup." Kaiba commanded.
"No." Mokuba retorted, shoving a syrup soaked forkful of pancake into his mouth.
"Mokuba. I won't repeat myself." Kaiba threatened.
"Then don't." The teen shot back moodily.
Atem suppressed a laugh as Kaiba became more and more upset.
Kaiba glared at his brother, "Mokuba, this isn't a game. Go get more syrup or-"
"Or what, Seto? You'll twist my arm?" Mokuba spat, not bothering to look up from his plate.
"Go to your room. You don't get to sit here if you're going to act like this." Kaiba barked, pointing in the general direction of upstairs as Isono returned with an assortment of honey on a silver tray.
"Why don't you go to your room? It's not like you're going to eat your food anyway." Mokuba growled, reaching out toward Kaiba's plate and sliding it off the table, smiling when the sickening crash of porcelain echoed through the enclosed patio.
Atem set his lips in a tight line, not knowing what to say or if he should say anything at all.
Isono sighed and set the tray on the table, "I'll get the broom."
"No, Isono. Mokuba's going to clean it." Kaiba said, holding up his hand to stop his security from leaving.
"Like hell I am!" Mokuba yelled, "You want more syrup?!" He stood up and lifted his plate, "Then have it!" He screamed, tossing the syrup soaked pancakes at his brother's unsuspecting face.
"Clean that!" Mokuba hollered.
Isono put a heavy hand on Mokuba's shoulder, "That's enough! Apologize now!"
The raven haired teen shook Isono's hand off of his shoulder and screamed, "No! I hate this place! And I hate Seto too!" He stormed into the mansion, the sound of breaking glass and antiques echoing through the large estate.
Kaiba peeled the sugary breakfast off of his face and hair, shocked at his brother's behavior. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he took his cloth napkin and got on all fours on the floor.
He scooped up the glass and ruined pancakes into the napkin, ignoring Isono's protests.
"Sir, please. Leave it!" Isono's hurried, into the mansion to grab a broom.
Atem stood up and went to Kaiba's side, kneeling by his husband and putting his arms around Kaiba's shoulders. He kissed the brunette's sticky cheek and whispered, "Seto, stop."
Kaiba kept his gaze at the broken plates and bits of pancake on the floor, trying to hide his tears. He sat back on his heels and let Atem hold him tightly.
"Let's go get you cleaned up." Atem murmured, his stomach beginning to churn and bubble.
"Don't touch him like that… You belong to me now, my love…" The spirit growled, the energy of which caused Atem to heave and retch.
"Oh my god. Atem!" Kaiba held Atem's thick hair out of his face as the ex-king voided the contents of his stomach onto the floor.
Atem coughed and gasped, feeling the room dip and swirl each time Kaiba stroked his hair. He shoved Kaiba away and backed himself up against the wall of the enclosed patio, "Stay away!" He yelled, bringing his knees to his chest and placing his forehead on his legs, trying to recenter is equillibrium.
Kaiba's eyes widened. He reached out to his lover carefully, "Atem...it's me. Tell me what's going on?" He pleaded gently, the sticky substance on his face and hair now the least of his worries.
Atem shivered and sobbed, "Don't come near me! He's going to hurt me more…and if you try and touch me again...he'll hurt you!" He was in hysterics.
"He?" Kaiba questioned, hoping Atem would divulge more about the terrifying intruder in his body.
Atem shook his head and retched again, "I-I can't."
Kaiba stood up and backed away slowly, seeing the dark tentacle-like aura possessively shifting and draping itself around his husband.
"Atem, I-" Kaiba started, pausing when he felt the all too familiar wrapping of tentacles around his throat. He hurried out of the patio and into the mansion before the malevolent force could grab him any tighter.
"Sir? What's going on?" Isono asked, carrying a broom and a dustpan.
Kaiba put a protective arm out in front of Isono to keep the older man from going outside, "Atem's in trouble."
"Trouble? Did Mokuba do something?" Isono was becoming confused.
Kaiba shook his head, "It seems he's gained a jealous admirer." He said through gritted teeth.
Shit.
This was bad.
He would have to apologize to that freak in the woods.