Kaiba snarled to himself as he stalked down the street in search of the club he'd been told about. If there was someone using Duel Monsters clubs as pimping halls he'd learn better than to disrespect the game like that. He pushed his way to the front of the crowd in front of the dueling field and stopped, seeing the pair dueling. His eyes narrowed at the unmistakable figure of his rival presenting himself in a lewd manner in his duel. Growling darkly he pushed his way up to the arena, ignoring the protests around him.

Yuugi glanced down at the commotions and his eyes widened as Kaiba grabbed his arm. "What do you think you're doing...." Kaiba near growled.

The crowd booed him. "He's not done yet, man! Let 'im go!"

"All right, then. I challenge." He pushed the opponent away. "You were about to lose."

Yuugi was looking at him with wide eyed fear. He placed a card down in defense mode.

Kaiba snorted at the weakness of the card being played. "Don't have anything stronger? It doesn't matter anyway. I play the Blue Eyes White Dragon in attack mode." He smirked. "Surrender, Yuugi."

The boy was quivering slightly and didn't look up as he put a hand over his deck. The crowd started cheering. Kaiba went to the other end of the arena and dragged Yuugi toward the door, trying to ignore the lewd commentary following them.

Once outside, Kaiba roughly pushed the boy away toward the wall. "What do you think you were doing...?" he hissed.

Yuugi held his arm and said nothing, looking down.

"Answer me," Kaiba demanded.

Yuugi still didn't answer, biting his lip and looking toward the door of the building, where the crowd from inside was pushing to see what was going on.

Kaiba followed his glance and scowled. Grabbing Yuugi's arm again he roughly pulled the boy over to his waiting limo and pushed him inside before entering and slamming the door shut. He gave a sharp order to the driver and the car started off.

"You will answer my question, Mutou Yuugi."

The younger boy continued to look away. "It's not your business," he said softly.

"Of course it is," Kaiba answered. "What you were doing in there reflects on all duelists, especially if someone finds out who you are."

"I never play my signature cards or strategies when I do this," Yuugi protested. "No one will find out."

Kaiba snorted. "Like it's hard to find out about someone with your looks and your ridiculous jewelry," he said. "I never want to hear about this happening again."

"How are you going to stop me?" Yuugi asked softly.

"I will stop you. Don't doubt that."

"So you don't want me to play anymore?" Yuugi asked in the same tone.

"What?"

"Not everyone has their own corporation, Kaiba. Jii-chan's barely making it with the store. If I want to play I need to keep my deck up. That takes money."

"So you whore yourself to duelists?" Kaiba asked in disgust. "What happens? If they beat you they're allowed to buy you?"

Yuugi tensed. "No.... The losers can... buy me.... And I always win, so it doesn't matter...."

"Yes it does," Kaiba countered. "I won, didn't I? What did I win?"

Yuugi looked at him in shock. "...Me...."

Kaiba looked confused. "I thought I got that anyway."

"You don't have to pay," Yuugi said, looking down again.

Kaiba raised an eyebrow.

"It's the way it works..." Yuugi fiddled with his pendent's chain, still not looking up. "If you win, you get me for free... if not, you pay what I ask..."

"And what do you do when they pay you?"

"Whatever they want...."

The limo stopped in front of a large building and Kaiba dragged Yuugi up into it, pushing him into a large bedroom. He closed the door behind them. "Now when you say whatever, what does that mean?"

Yuugi looked around the well furnished bedroom in awe. "Just what I said."

Kaiba pulled his belt off with a snap, catching Yuugi's attention again. He wrapped the belt through a wrist cuff, then pushed Yuugi back onto his bed and buckled the belt to one side of the headboard. "So if I want to I can do that?" he asked.

Mutely, Yuugi nodded.

Kaiba rose off the bed and went to the closet. When he returned he had another belt. He took Yuugi's free arm and repeated the tying, using the other bedpost so that Yuugi was spread across the bed. "How about that?" he asked, leaning over the smaller boy.

Again, Yuugi nodded, breath fast in what Kaiba first took to be fear. After a moment he realized that Yuugi was aroused. He smiled consideringly and traced the other boy's collar. "So that's what turns you on."

Yuugi's response was incoherent as Kaiba traced a hand down to the top of his pants and opened them with almost detached interest. The smaller boy's anticipation and obvious desire overcame Kaiba's initial misgivings and he found himself enjoying the act of stripping Yuugi, feeling power in the fact that he was the one causing his rival to writhe that way.

Finally, as he was holding Yuugi's hips and preparing to enter him, what he was doing sank in. He let go of the other boy and was off the bed in a heartbeat, holding one hand to his head and wondering what he was doing.

"Kaiba-kun," Yuugi said in a strangled voice. "Please, don't leave me like that. God, please... please, do it."

Kaiba slowly looked at Yuugi. The boy was begging him. His naked rival, tied to his bed and flushed with desire, was begging him. A slow smile spread across his face as he moved closer. "Do that again," he demanded.

Yuugi's eyes glittered as he looked at the older boy. "Kaiba-kun," he breathed, "I'm begging you. Don't leave me hanging like this. Please, take me."

Kaiba climbed back onto the bed and ran a hand down Yuugi's chest, causing the boy to arch up and gasp. He paid attention to every sound from Yuugi's lips, feeling his own power at every moan, whimper, and gasp he forced from the smaller boy. When they were both spent and breathless, Kaiba unhooked the belts holding Yuugi to the bed and stood.

After looking at the naked boy a long moment he spoke. "You will have money. So I had better never hear about that type of action from you again."

"What?" Yuugi asked, gasping for breath as he pulled himself together.

"I will put you on my payroll. This is not conditional. You don't have to..." he made a face of distaste. "...Sell yourself anymore. If you want to come around, I'm sure I can find something for you to do." Yuugi flushed, and Kaiba wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment or something else. "Get cleaned up and go. I have business to take care of." He turned and picked his clothes up, putting them on as he exited the room.