Mine
"You're my blessing in disguise
You make me realize
Just how and where I want to be
Years from now"
Taproot
Yami signed, as he felt Seto nuzzle closer. It felt good to be like this with him, holding him, it created something within him, a feeling, something he had felt before, he was sure of it. Seto had fallen asleep in his arms, and currently had his mouth opened slight. Yami couldn't help but look at him; he looked so innocent, so beautiful, like an angel.
Yami fought the feeling of wanting to just hold him tight, or the desire to kiss those lips that seemed so inviting, for fearing he would wake him. He thought he had been pushing his luck with all his little gestures of holding and touching him. But Seto didn't seem to mind, if anything he almost thought Seto actually lead into it his touch, but he explained it as wishful thinking.
He looked up at the fire, and noticed it still held strong, it wouldn't hurt to sleep a little, too. Yami placed his head back on Seto's and closed his eyes and waited for sleep to take him.
This wasn't very long. He felt the moment he closed his eyes, he was swept away to Egypt and the mysterious person in his arms. He held him close, as if it was an automatic reaction when he felt the person's soft skin. All of his senses, came alive in that dream, it felt so real, his skin soft as silk, his scent of lavender and jasmine, where had he smelled that before.
Apart of Yami felt guilt, here in a dream world he was holding someone that affected him the same way that Seto did in the real world. Yami didn't understand this feeling he got from the both of them. He just had to hold the both of them almost if they were the same person. He felt the person stiffen in his arms, almost if he was having the same problem he had.
Seto had been sleeping for a while, floating in a peaceful darkness, and yet at the same time he felt safe and protected. He figured it was Yami's gentle touch that allowed him to feel safe in the darkness; at least he wasn't confronted with the terrifying images of his past with those horrible men.
Then all of a sudden, he was taken to the safe place in his dreams. At first he was frighten, then he remembered in the beginning of the dream he was held softly and protectively by someone. From what he remembered from his dreams the young man was dressed in formal Egyptian clothes.
He had been so enchanted with what the figure was wearing, it felt familiar to him, and so he looked it up in the internet and in books. The clothes he wore as well puzzled him, the outfit was similar to that of the Dark Magician, and he felt a slight pressure around his head, like something metal was wrapped around it and yet it was a familiar feeling.
He nuzzled closer to him, wanting it so much that it was be Yami holding him.
Yami wanted Seto and this dream person to be one and the same. The figure nuzzled in his arms and he looked up at him.
Yami wanted to gasp when he noticed the young man eyes, they were a familiar blue, the same eyes that captivated him the real world; they were Seto's. Yami pulled him, closer, for the first time; in the whole experience, he had control in the dream. He lifted him closer, and looked at him. It was Seto. Yami smiled and couldn't control himself, and brought Seto's face closer to his.
Yami's mouth hovered over Seto's lips, wanting, desiring to taste them.
Seto had been shocked to find, the man of his dreams was Yami. Did it mean something? Did Yami mean something to him? More than he ever realized. Yami had brought him closer, and it looked like he was going to kiss him, Seto hoped that he would.
Yami closed his eyes and leaned in, as Seto closed his eyes and leaned forward, expecting to taste each other lips only to be awakened by a loud crash, thou, in a sense they felt like it was apart of that moment of time, like if it had happened like this before.
Yami and Seto both bolted from the bed to notice they were holding each other in their arms. Seto had placed his head on Yami's chest during all of the adrenaline rush. Yami had wrapped his arms protectively around Seto's waist.
Outside the window, they saw a glittery night, the blizzard had stopped.
"Yami the blizzard has stopped," Seto stated.
"Yes it did," Yami replied.
Far in the village, Joey continued his captivating kisses on Bakura's neck, he loved his taste. Bakura purred softly and pulled away. He knew if they kept this up, Joey and he would end up in a situation in which, he found would be deadly embarrassed if someone found them.
"Joey, if we continue we are not going to be able to stop," Bakura stated.
"And who said it's a bad thing?" Joey grinned.
"I do, if they find us," Bakura said.
Joey pouted but he knew better then to put Bakura in a situation like that.
"Alright," Joey said.
"Come on; let's go see how Mokuba and Yugi's duel went?" Bakura asked with a smile.
Joey smiled and kissed him lightly.
"Yah, I want a rematch," Joey stated.
Bakura laughed and stood followed by Joey.
"Hey the blizzard stopped," Bakura said as he walked to a window.
"Yah, it did," Joey said as he wrapped his arms around Bakura.
"Come on; let's go tell the others."
As they walked off to tell the group, Yami and Seto continued the conversation.
"How long was I asleep?" Seto asked, apart of him terrified he had said something or done something in his sleep.
"I really don't know, I kind of fell asleep, right after you," Yami answered sheepishly.
"Oh," Seto said, thankful that he hadn't made a fool out of himself.
"It looks like it's nighttime," Seto continued.
Yami slipped his arms off of Seto, and fought the creeping blush that threatened to come.
Seto frown a bit, when he felt Yami take his arms off of him. Seto lifted his head and looked up at him. Yami offered a smile, but that wasn't what Seto wanted. He wanted Yami's lips to taste his own. Seto smiled back and slowly climbed out of the make shift bed. He made his way to the window followed by Yami. They stood together looking at the peaceful and serene view of the woods outside.
"It's didn't snow so much," Yami pointed out.
"Maybe because we up high in the mountains, it could have just been a small storm not really a blizzard," Seto offered.
"Well, I guess we can put as much fire wood as we want, the logs are in the shed outside, close to the cabin, I'll get some," Yami said.
"Alright," Seto said as he watched Yami put on his coat.
Yami opened the door and walked outside. He stopped when he noticed how high the snow had gotten. Some had piled up at the door, making it a little hard to open. The wind was blowing hard, sending a chill up his spine. He treaded through the snow that cover all of the deck and walked slowly up the shed. It was getting very cold, and he was starting to feel a little numb.
He opened they door to the shed and walked in. It a little warmer in there because there was no wind, he gather as many logs as he could and opened the door and went back outside. He had noticed in his rush to get back inside, he was actually slowing down, almost like in slow motion, like any moment he would collapse onto the snow and that's how if felt.
Seto had been watching the whole time, making sure he was okay. He ran to the door and opened it wide; when he was Yami looked like he was going to fall down, as he was so close to the deck. He went to him and helped him inside, forgetting to put on a coat or shoes. The snow numbed his feet, but he made it to Yami. The snow had soaked his pajamas and he was starting to shiver.
Once inside, Yami quickly closed the door, and dropped the logs. He went to Seto; the young man had gone out without a jacket or anything to keep him warm. In the few minutes he had been outside, he had turned a pale blue. Yami quickly took of is jacket and shoes he touched Seto's skin it was cold.
"Seto, why did you go outside?" Yami asked.
"I saw you slow down, I thought you were going to collapse," Seto stuttered.
Yami held him close, he had gotten wet.
"Look at you, your pale, and all wet," Yami said with worry dripping in every word.
Seto started to shiver.
"Hurry, take off your clothes," Yami commanded.
"What?" Seto asked he knew lately he was acting like he would do anything for him but that.
"You're all wet, you're going to get sick," Yami said and to further his point Seto sneezed.
"I go get some clothes for you, hurry by the fire," Yami said and walked away.
Seto walked closer to the fire, he looked at were Yami had left, and bit his bottom lip. Seto didn't what to take his clothes off, what if Yami saw the scar, what then, what would he say?
In deep thought, and finally giving in, Seto slowly removed his pajamas, but found it was harder then he thought it would be, especially since he fingers were so numb. Once he slipped on his clothes, he was about to climb in the bed, when he heard something that made him freeze.
"Seto, I got you some clothes…" Yami started as he walked into the room.
I hope you like it.