By: Nakoruru Orukousaki
Rated: R
Summary: Dormant in the Millenium Rod, Seth begins to crave the mortal world, and takes it upon himself to satisfy that craving without his host's knowledge.
Pairings: Seth/Yami, Yami/Yugi, Seto/Seth, eventually all four of them will be with each other.
Nocturnals
Seth, by no means clueless and/or stupid, had spent days planning this midnight outing, and (from probing his host's mind) was aware of the neccesities of this modern world. He quietly shrugged out of his archaic garments and into a form-fitting pair of black pants and matching shirt, taking time to admire his appearance in a free standing mirror. Leaving the room and entering another (one Seto referred to as his 'study') he collected an identification card, paper money, and the white coat Seto deemed appropriate with what Seth had on at the time. He wondered idly at why it lacked sleeves though, but paid it no mind since it had inner pockets to store the card, currency, and the rod. Quietly, he slipped out of the front door, using his powers to elude the sensors and walk off, unnoticed.
He found the street lights to be mezmerising, and thought that today's people must be highly intelligent (if his hikari was anything to go by) to develop a means of illuminating their roads and houses without the use of fire, magic, or sunlight. The vehicles that rolled down the street surprised him with their speed and lack of noise as they sped down the aforementioned lighted roads and came to rest besides what could only be houses or markets of some sort. Seth wondered about the architecture-personally they looked flimsy to him and really wouldn't serve much of a purpose in the heat of the day, since even an oasis (Domino had to be a large oasis of sorts, since so much grass was unheard of anywhere else) was capapble of growing rather warm. So perhaps the mortals weren't that smart after all.
Seth continued to walk, pushing his hair away from his face as it blew into his eyes from the slight breeze, He paused in front of a small building with large red characters on the front of it. He slipped into Seto's mind briefly to find their meaning, and discovered K-A-M-E held special significance to his hikari. The reason was blocked from the high priest, as if there was a dark secret surrounding it.
There was also a special someone who dwelled here. Seth probed further and found it to be a young boy...who looked remarkably like the pharaoh...his pharaoh. The youth was small and slight, and all of Seto's memories of him included him laughing and talking excitedly or smiling at him.
"Yu-gi..." He murmered, trying out the word for himself. The child was nice looking in a juvenile sort of way.
He continued to walk as he pressed further into his host's subconscious. His hikari was obsessed with this Yu-gi, games (of course), little boxes that displayed colorful diagrams called 'charts' in this day, his younger brother, and one other. The memories of this individual weren't exactly innocent either.
Seth blinked in surprise as the memories practically played out before his eyes. This person named Ya-mi was very nice to look at, but it seemed as if Seto did more raping with his eyes than actual looking. Nearly every memory/fantasy involved the small boy looking as if he were the definition of seduction, whether he was eating or lounging on the floor with a cat in his arms. In one image, Ya-mi turned to Seto with an unreadable look in his crimson eyes, and smiled warmly.
Seth gasped in shock and slumped against the side of a building, slightly dizzy, no longer heeding where he was going. This Ya-mi...simply had to be his Nahkti from his previous life. The pharaoh had been reborn in this modern world-the thought set Seth's nerves on fire. He decided he HAD to find the pharaoh at all costs. They had been lovers and his body was reacting as it had when the two were together back then, and Seto's choice of garments failed to provide any comfort in such a situation. He shut his eyes, willing any feelings of arousal away. He felt someone grab his shoulder.
"Hey baby," A man's voice spoke, next to his ear. "What are you doing here all alone, hmm? It's a little late for someone like you to be walking the streets." Arms wrapped around his waist; hands caressed his hips gently. Seth sighed at the sensations he was experiencing, and was almost tempted to let this man seduce him, just to relieve himself and continue his quest. But the idea of this person touching him in such private areas was somewhat unappealing. Still, it felt good to have someone hold him like this-one of the few things he missed from his life before.
Seth craned his neck so he could see the would-be rapist. He wore sunglasses despite the darkness, a multicolored head-covering which barely concealed thick blonde hair. He had a large frame, large enough to hold Seth comfortably against his chest and keep him there. He smiled angelicly, baiting the man with his charm. "I always walk at night." He said softly, trying to lighten his accent a bit. "It has been so hard for me since my lover left-I can never sleep anymore."
The man leered, bringing one hand lower to cup the bulge in Seth's pants and massage it gently. The brunette bit back a moan, and shifted uneasily. It felt good, but wrong. He really needed to find Nahkti and soon.
"You sound so young for someone so tall and well developed..." The man said again, snaking a hand under the other's shirt. "No hair at all. Still a boy then. Maybe you have hair a little lower..." His other hand wound it's way into Seth's tight pants, who gasped in shock. "No underwear?" The man chuckled. "Such a bad little boy. You should be punished for that...." He stroked the brunette firmly, loving the younger's erotic moans and writhing in his burly arms.
Seth, on Cloud 9 and at the same time repulsed, spun around suddenly and latched himself to the blonde. He rested his cheek on the man's shoulder and began rubbing himself against his thigh.
"Please, just fuck me..." He whined, loving the way this pervert was falling for it and chuckling silently in his mind. "I feel as if I were going to burst."
"Sure, no problem babe." The man grinned, kissing his nose, before lifting Seth in his arms entirely and carrying him over to a nearby alley. That was as far as he got.
"Filth." Seth spat, eyeing the blood soaked blade of his millenium rod. "You were obviously looking for all the satiation of intercourse without looking to pay for the service. A pity, that. If I was not so preoccupied I may have been able to use you." He shrugged, wiping the blade clean on the man's shirt and sheathing it. He placed a slender hand on the door to the game shop and concentrated on feeling the energies inside. "Only two, this Yu-gi and one other, but it is not Nahkti." Seth withdrew his hand from the glass and flicked it towards the ground as if he were gesturing to an animal. The simple movement opened a small portal to the shadow realm and he casually rolled the man over with his foot, and plucked the sunglasses from his face and stuck them in his coat. The priest then rolled the body further into the abyss and closed it with another snap of the wrist. He sighed lightly, feeling a bit better now that he had released some of his prior frustration, and walked off into the night.
Heh, this version will be a bit darker as you can see, and Seth is a bit unstable but very wise, in case you were wondering about the stabbing of Bandit Keith (yes, it was him). This will be an epic when I'm done, so you're in for a long ride. I hope those who liked my other fics will enjoy this one just as much.
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~Nakoruru~