Prompt 17: Movie Night
Rating: G

Summary: Teenager Seto lost another bet and is forced into a sleepover with his rival/friend Atem and they decide to watch quite a unique movie.

NOTES: AU world. Seto and Atem are 17 years old. And please excuse grammar mistakes, this is being posted in a rather big hurry as I'm exhausted from work and other personal things going on in life. But please enjoy.

"... 'tem, you pick the weirdest things to do for your part of the bet."

"And you need to redefine what weird actually means, because this is a normal, teenager thing to do."

Seto rolled his eyes but allowed Atem inside his home. It was a Saturday night and normally the teen would be at Kaiba Corp. locked away in his office tinkering or working on some sort of financial report, Mokuba resting on the couch playing some strange video game well into the night. What else did a seventeen year old CEO do, who didn't have any friends?

Oh that's right… he had a friend now. A friend and rival who was hell bent on driving him absolutely insane with the stupidest of activities whenever he lost a bet or game!

Okay, so the concert had been cool. So was the strange little festival Domino held during cherry blossom season - although he had no idea why they couldn't wear normal clothes and just HAD to put on a yukata with sandals. And who would have thought it, Seto enjoyed playing basketball with Atem and his little haggle of followers; he also tossed Jounouchi hard on his ass so that helped a bit.

But perhaps they were going too far now. This wasn't some social or family gathering outside in public. No, this was a little more… intimate. At least that's how it felt to Seto as he and Atem walked side by side to the entertainment room. Atem grinned and tossed a duffel near the table and then took off his backpack, setting it down near the couch.

Atem was over for a sleepover. He would stay here for a whole night and the rules were simple. Seto had to sleep downstairs in the entertainment room with him, they were going to eat a bunch of snacks - and maybe some beer Jounouchi managed to sneak them - and have an old fashion movie night of Atem's choosing.

Seto wished he had won the last basketball match.

"So… you're here now," Seto muttered, flopping down on the couch. "And don't forget to keep it down; Mokuba was kind enough to accept your request and go to be early."

"Tell him thank you for me," Atem chuckled and sat next to his rival, pulling his legs up onto the couch. "Let's get the snacks and drinks all set up, you pop in the movie, and then we'll just relax here! Afterward we can play a game or something and stay up as late as we can!"

Seto made a face. Teenagers actually did this for fun? How can anyone just do… nothing, and think it was an amazing thing? But, a deal was a deal so the taller teen shrugged and stood. "Fine," he said, and held out his hand. "What sorta movie did you bring for us to watch?"

"I think you'll like it," Atem grinned and rummaged through his backpack and tossed Seto the case.

Seto's eyes widened the massive painted lips on the cover, along with… "Why is there a drag queen lying on a pile of lips, wearing heels? What the hell is this!"

Atem laughed and fell over sideways, clutching his stomach. "Oh my god, you've never heard of Rocky Horror Picture Show?!" He cried, and squealed when Seto smacked him with a couch pillow. "It's a musical! And that's not a drag queen but a transvestite."

"What the hell is a transvestite?" Seto asked. He flipped the case over to read the synopsis and he pursed his lips. "... I don't know about this… it… this looks kinda stupid."

Atem pouted and returned to a sitting position, pillow resting in his lap. "Please, Kaiba? I promise that if you really don't like it, we can stop watching it. I just wanted to introduce you to something I really liked and can't really share with others… like my dad."

Seto frowned. Although Atem was known for being quite an eccentric, only a few people were privy to his private life; one being his partner preference. In fact, they both carried a secret that could be damaging to both their careers.

That they were both gay. Seto kept it a secret to protect his brother and company. Atem did it to make sure he didn't get hurt by his strict, religious father.

Seto looked down at the DVD case again. He supposed it wouldn't be too horrible to sit through this strange movie Atem liked so much. It made him happy… shrugging a shoulder, he turned and started the DVD player, missing the excited smile from his rival as he put the disc inside and then turned on the TV.

"You'll get twenty minutes," Seto said and sat down just as Atem returned with his bag, pulling out the snacks.

"Thirty minutes and I guarantee you'll be hooked," Yami countered and the brunette rolled his eyes.

"Fine," he said and clicked play.

Truthfully, it was more fun watching Atem than enjoying the actual movie. Seto wasn't much for musicals, or any movies for that matter, but he liked watching his rival. He had a permanent grin on his face, pillow still tight to his chest as he bobbed and sang with the songs. Seto's eyes nearly fell out of his head when Dr. Frankenfurter made his grand entrance - even if he was secretly admiring Tim Curry's nicely toned legs - and then came Rocky. He was attractive, yes, but his type was…

Seto's eyes returned to Atem, who gasped and bounced excitedly as a new character entered the room on a motorcycle. His rival then jumped off the couch, startling the other teen, and then began singing with the song. He danced in front of the other and Seto struggled not to laugh but failed. A grin filtered across his face and Atem returned it, singing harder. At one point he tried to pull Seto off the couch and only laughed when the teen started pelting him with popcorn, the two tumbling back onto the couch in a tangle of limbs.

By the end of the movie, Seto's opinion of the movie hadn't really changed but he had lost all interest. Right now, he and Atem were curled up on the couch, the smaller male resting against his chest and his arm around his tiny waist. Atem was struggling to stay awake and failing miserably, eyes fluttering open and closed. Seto found he rather liked the other teen laying next to him like this. He liked holding him, seeing up close and personal how long his eyelashes were, now resting against tanned skin. Atem just… fit. The movie credits started to scroll up the screen and Seto carefully found the remote to turn off the TV and then dim the lights.

Maybe he could get used to this whole friendship thing.

Seto found the throw on the back of the couch and covered them both, keeping his end of the deal and staying with Atem for the rest of the night.