A/N – This is in normal pov and you get to see more of what Bakura thinks about Frost. Frost isn't very innocent in this chapter, but all is explained. Please r/r!
(Chapter 3 in normal point of view.)
Joey and Yugi had just left a little after the others. They had come but everyone had forgotten about Frost and just hung out. Seto would be arriving soon; he was working so he couldn't come over till a little later. That was perfectly fine with Yami; it would give them time alone.
The others hadn't been there for very long. They didn't have much to do so they left early, Yami spent the whole time on the phone with Seto. Now Seto had to come over and help Yami rid himself of the painful erection that he had thanks to their little 'conversation'.
About ten minutes after everyone left, Seto arrived at the door and Yami eagerly let him in. They were about to go up the stairs when Yami heard weeping coming from behind the couch. His hormones set aside for the moment; he went to check out where the noise was coming from. He peered over the couch to see Frost curled up in a little ball, rocking back and forth while crying. Yami sighed.
"Frost, what's wrong?" He asked. Frost nearly jumped, startled by Yami and stood up.
"N, nothing sir. Sorry for disturbing you, I'll just go back inside my card." Frost said quickly. He sounded like a child. Yami tried to speak to him and tell him it was alright but Frost had already returned to the card.
"Who was that, Yami?" Seto asked. He walked up behind Yami and hugged him, kissing his neck.
"A rare card that I found and released this afternoon. Speaking of release...I believe you promised me something, didn't you?" Yami asked seductively. Seto grinned and the two of them headed upstairs to Yami's bedroom.
Frost spent his first night in the house of his new master, trapped in his card. Cold and alone.
Bakura growled. He couldn't get a minute of sleep in this house, Ryou and his lovers were so loud. Bakura even tried putting four pillows over his head and still heard them. He sighed and chose to block them out by letting his thoughts lead him away. He chose to think about that card he met earlier that night...
Wait. The card? Bakura had completely forgotten. He had spent too much time glaring at Malik and his Yami every time they tried to talk him into joining the three of them because he looked so much like Ryou. They thought it would be 'fun'. Somehow, that wasn't Bakura's idea of 'fun'.
That card...What was his name? Frost...That's it. He's so innocent; I wonder what hurt him...? Something must have or he wouldn't have hidden. I don't think he was really that afraid of Yugi. I never actually saw him come out from behind the couch either...I need to go check it out.
Bakura got out of bed. This 'mission' was mostly just so he could get out of the house and not have to listen to the three lovers next to his room.
He snuck down the stairs, not that it made a difference. They wouldn't have heard a stampede. He grabbed his coat and slipped on his shoes, it was winter and very cold. He left through the front door and made his way to Yugi and Yami's. It was early winter so there wasn't any snow yet.
He wrapped his arms around himself to keep warm and quickened his pace to the game shop. It didn't take long. But as he expected, the door was locked. Luckily, being a grave robber, he picked the locked and got inside.
Only to hear the same noise that he heard at his house. Bakura sighed in defeat; he obviously wasn't going to get rid of it and walked around the house. He was looking for the card, human or not. Then he sensed something behind him
"What are you doing here?" It came from behind him. He was in the same room that they were in when they first met the card and Bakura was looking over the couch. He quickly turned around and was face to face with someone that he hadn't seem before...At least he didn't think he'd seen this person before. He couldn't really tell in the dark but the person was wearing a loosed black t-shirt, loose pants that only went down to his knees and had a black rope as a belt. To finish it off he was wearing some weird collar made out of some soft material.
"Who are you?" Bakura asked.
"It figures...No one has remembered me tonight." The person sighed. He walked across the room and sat on a chair.
"Frost?" Bakura asked.
"Yes. I'm glad your brain is still working." Frost snorted. Bakura was confused. This wasn't the same Frost they had all met earlier.
"You just look different, I didn't recognize you." Bakura said.
"Don't worry about it. Have you come to see Yami? He's upstairs with Seto." Frost said.
"No I didn't come to see them. I came to see if you were alright. I hadn't seen you all evening. What's with the change?" Bakura asked.
"What? You mean why I am no longer innocent like before?" Frost asked. Bakura nodded. "Well...I would have remained that way had I not been exposed to such things like those that are going on above us. Those actions brought back memories and with them present, it's impossible to be innocent. I'm sorry if I have disappointed you, I can assure you I would have like to remain innocent. The memories I have aren't exactly pleasant ones." Frost explained.
"I know what you mean." Bakura muttered.
"What do you mean? I have at least a thousand years worth of memories. Surely you cannot have that many." Frost said.
"I can and I do. So does Yami and so does Malik. We're spirits that were sealed in ancient items." Bakura went to explain but stopped when Frost raised a hand.
"Please, go no further. I have no desire to hear another person's memories or story. I don't mean to offend but I won't be here long and you'll wish you hadn't told me." Frost said. Bakura sat down across from him and looked at him, raising an inquisitive eyebrow. Frost sighed. "If things go the way I believe they shall, I won't be needed here. I wish Yami had never found me, I prefer to be alone." Frost said. He slouched in his chair and closed his eyes, rubbing his temples.
"So why did you come here, Bakura?" Frost asked.
"I thought I answered that." Bakura responded.
"True, but not to my satisfaction. I would like to know more." Frost said.
"Because I have to admit that I was quite taken with you when I first saw you and I was worried you were hurt. Like I said, I hadn't seen you all evening." This seemed to shock Frost for he paused in his movements and looked at Bakura.
"Taken with me...?" Frost asked, rather surprised. Bakura nodded. "Please don't lie to me. I don't need that." Frost said.
"I'm not lying to you." Bakura said.
"Prove it, then." Frost said.
"How?" Bakura asked, unsure of what Frost meant.
"In anyway that you think you'll be able to make me understand." Frost said. The two of them sat there, the noises coming from Yami and Seto soon to drive them mad. Without thinking, Bakura stood up and walked over to Frost.
"Stand up." Bakura said. Frost looked at him, but did as he was told. Bakura stood there, then wrapped his arms around Frost, gently and began kissing his neck.
"B, Bakura?" Frost asked, startled.
"Shh." Bakura hushed. He led Frost and himself back down to the chair and Bakura continued his kisses. Frost was frozen in place, but relaxed at Bakura's warmth and leaned into his touch, running his hands over Bakura's back.
"Bakura...You shouldn't..." Frost gasped. Bakura pulled away slightly to look at Frost.
"And why not?" He asked.
"Because...Because..." Frost struggled to find a suitable answer to the question.
"Not good enough, Frost." Bakura reattached his lips to Frost's neck and Frost whimpered, begging for more contact.
"I thought you said I shouldn't?" Bakura teased. Frost growled and Bakura grinned. "You're cute when you growl." Bakura kissed the tip of Frost's nose and moved his hands underneath Frost's shirt.
"No...You can't..." Frost protested. He wanted it, but they just couldn't do something like that. "Please...Listen..." Frost said as Bakura continued his ministrations. Fed up, Frost freed one of his hands that was pinned between them and snapped his fingers.
Bakura sat up in bed sweating. Was it a dream? He ran a hand through his hair a gasped for air. It had been so real. And if it wasn't a dream...
Why can I still taste him?
A/N – What do you think? I know you might think that Bakura should have kissed Frost's lips, but you'll see why he doesn't later. It's all part of an idea, so don't worry. And yes they will find out if it was a dream or not. Now it's up to Lemonaddict. Please r/r!
~Leira~
