Liked all the reviews so am updating today as well as next Friday.  Nice, aren't I?  Well, a couple of you seem to like the idea of either Seto or Joey taking a dip in the fountain, the former has more votes at the moment but a poll might even the odds.  I've penned Chapter 16 and 17 is in pre-production so there is always time for me to incorporate things like that.  You never know, I might?! 

This is just a light-hearted fluffy/comedy Seto/ Yami thing before I take you onto GQATS Part 2. Hmm, Yami in a car...

Chapter 13: Driven

YVO

//I'm not overly disobedient to my Aibou and stopped the *extremely* nice thing I had gotten started with Seto before we both got carried away, getting him to help me make dinner for the pack out there instead.  I could hear everyone outside laughing hysterically and usually it would have me ruffled, but right then with the way Seto's hand was skimming lazily up and down my spine I don't think I could have cared even if I tried.

I disappeared for a little while to tend to Kiara, due her next feeding about halfway through cooking.  Abandoning what he was doing also, Seto followed and had the pleasure of holding her whilst she fed.  He even risked burping her which was quite brave in my opinion; Joey refuses when I offer just to spite him, remembering what happened when he patted her back a bit too vigorously and ended up with a damp shoulder.  I really don't think Kiara likes him anymore now then when she was inside me.

Everyone looked surprised when I dumped the food infront of them; it actually looked edible, the colours what they should have been and the surfaces actually split under the knife.  Of course they would have to remind me of the first time that I 'cooked fish and how they ended up playing table-hockey with it...

We had finished up after quite a long time due to the enormous levels of discussion during the course of the meal, ranging from Ryou's trip to America with his family to the dueling instruments we could all look forward to from Kaiba.Corp.  By far the most entertaining topic was one under which Joey squirmed more than when Kiara shared her lunch with him...//

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"And you hit it?" Tea asked barely able to speak through her laughter which only intensified when Joey turned an even deeper shade of red.  Joey had been taking driving lessons for a week now and today's had been, eventful.

"Well he said turn left," he replied indignantly, his voice getting louder as he saw that everyone was going into fits of laughter at his expense.

"And so you turned right," Honda deadpanned knowing exactly what had happened; he'd known Joey way too long not too.

"I'd like to see you try it; it's ain't as easy as it looks!"

"Oh I don't know.  I had lessons a few weeks ago and it seems simple enough once you get the hang of it.  And you learn your left from your right," Seto said before dissolving into chuckles once again.  He could actually see Joey plowing into that cart and turning all of that filth into the road...

"Well I'd like to see Yami drive," Joey stated in an attempt to shift their attention off of him and his accident for a few minutes.  "If he drives as well as he cooked that fish that one time then we should have alot o' laughs ahead of us."

Yami gave him a firm glare before Seto placed a hand on his elbow, his arms currently crossed on the wood of the table.  "I could teach you if you like.  You're old enough, and then some."

"That sounds fine.  I will require help though; the only forms of transportation that I was well versed in before were camels and horses," he replied thoughtfully, smiling at the idea although he was a little nervous of controlling such an engine.   

Bakura, sat at the far end of the table to them with his arms crossed aggressively, smirked then.  "Yami and Seto, sitting in a tree.  K-"

With alarming speed, Yami had snatched up a knife and flung it expertly at the albino-haired boy, the weapon rotating end over end as it traveled through the air.  Bakura though had had far too much experience with weapons and combat to be threatened by the object, reaching up and catching the knife by the blade between two fingers, turning it in his hands as he stared at the Game King smugly.  Yami cursed himself mentally; all he had been after was a reaction. 

//Maybe I can get him away from Yugi and Ryou later and pound his face into the back of his skull...//

Choosing to ignore what had just happened, something that he was finding himself doing a lot in Yami and co's presence, Seto continued.  "Come over tomorrow afternoon.  I'm sure Yugi can look after Kiara for a few hours."

"Sure.  Go ahead Yami.  Maybe you could take the test and get a license," the tri-haired boy said excitedly.

Yami gave him a doubtful look.  "I think I'd need a birth-certificate for that or some other form of identification.  And no you are not going to get forgeries for me Seto; I am well aware that you can."

Frowning slightly at the pre-refused offer, Seto cast his eyes about the table briefly, returning to Mokuba when he saw him grinning like an idiot.  Winking at him with a smirk, he began to thin about which car would be most likely to survive a collision in fair condition...

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//Oh Ra.  What the hell have I gotten myself into?  Stupid modern-day machines.  I'll admit that the 'basic training' as Seto had put it, went well and I've pretty much mastered the very basics of this driving thing.  But now he says that we should go out of the grounds of the mansion and actually try roads.  Now that I am worried about.

The vehicle is admittedly comfortable, the seat molding about me well and the steering-wheel easily held despite my height.  It's some hind of sports-model according to Seto, something that would be a good start for me due to wide-wheel base, fun engine and a gear-box.  Oh but the noises the latter made when I first tried using it will haunt me for a little while.  I saw Seto wince too but it might have been for financial reasons rather than surprise...//

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"See, that was fine.  Now, when we come up to this next corner turn right and then carry on straight.  Remember to indicate and check the mirror,' Seto instructed, pointing at the different items as a reminder.  He was actually surprised at how well Yami was doing now that the simplest things had been mastered. 

Yami's face held no signs of anxiety or concern, something that was probably due to pride rather than confidence in the car.  Knowing that he was probably a nervous wreck on the inside now that he was surrounded by moving traffic, Seto put an arm around the tense shoulders and began rubbing the juncture between neck and shoulder casually.  Seeing the former-pharaoh's features shift he ceased his actions deciding that he was likely risking both their lives with such a distraction.

Frowning a little that he had stopped, Yami still took the turning and glanced about the new street trying to figure out where he was now.  Panicking slightly when he realized that this area was completely new to him, and therefor he didn't know what to expect, he gripped the wheel tighter and hoped that this road would just take them somewhere familiar.

Seto on the other hand seemed to be intent on making him get as lost as possible, directing him so that he was deeper into unknown concrete territory not knowing what was coming up next. 

"Okay, after we turn left there's a roundabout.  It's pretty quiet and we've already done one this morning so it shouldn't be a problem," the taller teen assured, sliding his arm from Yami's shoulders and folding his hands in his lap again, watching ahead of them for any sign of something that could be a problem or distraction.

"Which turning?"

"Just go straight across."

Feeling his mood darken slightly at the loss of contact, Yami smirked when he got a wicked idea that should teach the other a lesson.  Turning left as instructed, he fixed his eyes firmly on the obstacle a few yards ahead of them, a mound of earth with a concrete barrier filled with flowers and grass.  He could sense some wary curiosity from Seto as to why that smirk was on his face but he wasn't going to give an further warning of what was going to happen.

//Being Dark has so many perks...//

Checking for traffic and grinning now when he saw that it was deserted, he pressed his foot down on the accelerator a little harder and glance to the side to check the reaction, noting how Seto's eyes were flickering from him to the roundabout uncertainly.

//Ra, don't let this stunt kill us.//

"Yami! What th-"

Too late.  They both winced as the bottom of the car scraped across the concrete ledge, bouncing in their seats when it bumped back down on the other side.  Yami glanced in the mirror to check the damage, feeling a little guilty when he saw two very prominent tire marks tearing through the grass, flowers pulped into the earth or ripped out and thrown to the side. 

"You said ' go straight across'" he smirked at Seto who looked like he was trapped between the urge to laugh and the urge to shout.  When his expression failed to change, Yami began chuckling before laughing outright, pulling the car to the side of the road so as not to endanger their lives by his maniacal laughter.  Soon Seto was joining him, his mind having figured out now what Yami had did that for.  Bloody attention seeker.

Placing his hand on the other teen's inner-thigh he smiled expectantly once the laughter had died down.  "Now if I leave that there will he promise me never, ever to do that again?"

"Hmm.  That will ensure your safety for today but I'm going to need more to quell the urge to run over roundabouts in the future," Yami replied thoughtfully, tipping his head to the side as he ran up the imaginary figures.

Distraction quickly came his way in the form of Seto's mouth, the other pulling him to the side in a heated embrace.  Pulling apart when that annoying little necessity called air made itself known, Yami ran a hand down his partner's slightly flushed features.

"I take it you want to head back?"

Seto snorted reaching across and re-starting the engine before leaning back in his seat.  "You have so much to learn; Cars are not just for driving in.  Just follow my directions and I'll give you a demonstration."

"I'm going to need to learn something new tomorrow," Yami murmured detaching himself reluctantly to bring the car back into motion, heading back down the road they had started down.

"And the day after that."

"And the day after that."

"And the day after that until I run out of things to teach and you just move in with me."

Emergency stops don't come much better than the one Yami just pulled off, wide eyes switching from the road ahead to Seto who was staring back quite innocently.

"Do you mean that?" he asked daring to hope, cursing internally when the question came out little more than a whisper.

Seto rolled his eyes and leaned closer to him once more hoping to relay sincerity through proximity.  "Of course I do stupid. Now *drive*."

Glancing down briefly Yami smirked when he saw the reason for that last part of that sentence to be pretty much growled.  Since he was obviously going to be out for a few hours he knew that he should stop by the house and check on Kiara himself.  But now that he was fairly squirming in the seat and he had no idea how long it would take them to get to the destination Seto obviously had in mind, Yami settled for calling to his Aibou instead.

//Aibou?  Is Kiara alright?//

//She's fine.  Joey actually just fed her and she kept it down!  He's really smug now and is reading to her before she goes to sleep.  I think she's starting to like him a bit more.//

//I was hoping she wouldn't take on too many of Seto's earlier personality traits.  If her first word towards him was 'fetch' I don't think Joey would be very happy.//

//Are you coming back now?//

//Erm, not exactly.  I'm going to be closing the link between us for a while actually.  I thought I'd 'check in' on you two first though.//

//Oh right.  Well, have fun.//

//Stop giggling!//

//I can't help it!  It's great!  Stay out all afternoon if you want; come back when you can't walk!//

//Aibou! Ra, I'm going to have to wash your mouth out later...//

//*Anyway*, we'll see you later.  Be careful in that car.// 

"Yami, I don't think you should talk to Yugi whilst driving," Seto warned seeing the blank expression on his face.

'Crunch'.

//Oops.  I need to go.  See you later.//

"Um, Seto?  How bad is it to run those over?"

"Pretty bad, but it's inanimate so you didn't exactly kill it.  Just keep driving and try to look innocent."

"That'll be a trick."

"I wouldn't have you any other way though."

END

I kinda tapered off there, I know, but I thought it was a nice way to end it so I'm happy.  Lemme know if you liked all this via that wonderful little thing called the review box and I hope to hear from you in response to future chapters.  I really love those reviews...

Oh and the roundabout stunt?  My dad did that. In an army vehicle. That was also a sixteen wheeler...  Anyone who has ever wondered where I come up with this insanity now knows that it's in my blood.

Let's hold a little poll, shall we?  Joey or Seto?  Which would be funnier to have dunked in the spring?

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