A/N: I must first apologize for not updating sooner. I was planning on updating ON Thanksgiving, but that quickly became impossible when my family unexpectedly arrived from up north. Then, following that, I was barraged with work from my classes, and my job. At any rate, here is the update. Sorry for the wait.
Dedications- Firstly, to noone, answers to most if not all your questions are in this chapter, I hope you enjoy it. For Yamato795, I went back and saw that I did make Seto talk oddly, attribute it to tiredness, his and mine, and no I don't think Anzu does have much of a life. To the Immaculate Orange One, heh, yes, it will most certainly be quite a mess. To Dangerousgirl, thank you kindly for your compliment, here is the update. To AmethystSin-YamiPhiona, nice word, and I'd love to have a Yami and Seto kissie Plushies! To Tassy, yes, Seto/Yami fics are good, but not as good to me as uke Seto fics, and this chapter will help you unravel the end. And finally to Nikuru, thank you, and here is the next chapter. Very soon after your review, no?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
Seto's Thanksgiving Party
By: MercilessTantalus
Chapter 3- Arrival
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"Hey guys! I'm glad you could come!" Mokuba greeted Yugi, Katsuya, Ryou, Mai, and Anzu.
They all entered the grand Kaiba mansion, their faces all alight with fascination. All but Anzu. "Where is Yami?" She whined, pulling her long jacket closer around herself.
"He said that he had to pick up some new cloths before the party, so he'll be here in a little while." Yugi answered with a slight smile as Mokuba shut the door behind them. *The ones we already have weren't good enough* he thought, smiling secretly. *Though WHY he insisted on taking someone with him, especially Bakura, I'll never know---*
Anzu wore a pout and opened her mouth to speak, but no words escaped her. They all heard a very familiar voice shout, "Mokuba, where did you put that other can of cranberry sauce?!"
"It should be in the pantry, near the other one!" Mokuba called back, turning to the others, he said, "Seto is finishing up with our meal, but he's almost finished. You all can hang out in here for now if you want, or whatever. The only rooms you can't go in are locked, so that shouldn't be a problem." Here he frowned slightly and turned to Ryou, "Bakura won't want to steal from us, will he?"
Ryou blinked innocently, then sighed, "I'll make sure he doesn't, or if he does, that he puts everything back and doesn't go anywhere he's not supposed to."
While Ryou was talking, what Mokuba said finally caught up with Katsuya, "You mean Kaiba is cooking the meal for all of us! All that food all by himself! Uh, Mokuba, are you sure that is a good idea? I'm not knocking his cooking as I've never had it, but I don't want my Thanksgiving dinner ruined---"
"No, actually, Seto's a really good cook!" Mokuba said happily, looking foreword to the meal.
Anzu sneered, "Are you kidding! He'll ruin it! You should have called me! I'll make something good for you all!"
Before anyone could object, or even say anything at all, she turned to look for the kitchen. At that exact moment, the sound of a knock on the door was heard by all. Mokuba opened the door again to reveal Bakura and Yami.
Bakura wore long black leather pants and a deep red sleeveless shirt with black flames spelling out, 'Fuck You'. His hair was split on either side of his shoulders, and he wore a deep self-satisfied smirk. Everyone, except Bakura himself, missed the gasp of Katsuya, because Anzu let out a loud gasp and a shriek of happiness at the sight of Yami.
Yami wore his usual tight black leather pants, but also a tight sleeveless leather shirt that was deep purple and red and black, with his normal boots. His usual jacket was flying behind him in a dramatic fashion due to the wind now sweeping his long, soft hair to the side. The most surprising thing about his 'new' look was the expression he wore. It was one that clear said, 'I want to eat you alive, fuck you, and then start all over again'. His expression quickly changed when he saw the ones waiting at the door. *Fuck! My perfect entrance, and Seto isn't even here. Now I have to deal with Anzu again--*
Mokuba, however, was oblivious to the sexiness of his newest guests. He just smiled jovially and gestured them in. They quickly entered and he shut the door again. "Great! I was wondering where you two were, even though Yugi told us, I'm glad you made it before dinner."
Anzu interrupted with a cough, "Isn't anyone going to help me with me jacket?" She asked, looking pointedly at Yami.
"Uhm, I guess---" He said, walking towards her and taking her long baby blue and pink jacket. As he pulled it off, it reveal an extremely short magenta skirt with fishnet stockings, as well as a tight blue shirt which revealed his figure. She smiled in a self-satisfied way.
*By Ra, what does she think she's doing!? I hope that's not all for me! But those tights are interesting. If Seto was wearing them that is---* Yami grinned.
"Well, I think I'll check on Seto!" Mokuba exclaimed and headed off through a door to the right. Anzu, clearly pissed no one complimented her, said, "I'm an excellent cook! Let me help and cook for Yam- everyone!"
She hurried after Mokuba into the kitchen. Yami followed close behind, while Mai went to use the bathroom, and Yugi, and Ryou decided to see if the parade had started yet. Leaving only Bakura and Katsuya behind.
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"You don't want to go and make sure your dinner won't be ruined?" Bakura asked Katsuya, smirking.
"No, ah, after you---" Katsuya said, pulling at the neck of his shirt.
"Want to follow after me hum?" Bakura asked, and boldly pushed Katsuya against the wall, "Want to take a hopeful glance of my ass?"
"What!?" Katsuya gasped, blushing even more profusely.
"I was arguing with my hikari earlier. He seems to think that Yugi is the most lovable of you all, but I do not agree. He looks too much like the Pharaoh for whom I have no love. I can tolerate him, but any kind of anything wouldn't work." Bakura mused, twirling Katsuya's hair around his finger. "But you, on the other hand are the sexiest of all of them. And." He leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "I. Want. You."
Bakura's breath tickled Katsuya's ear and he shivered. "Ra, I thought you'd never say anything!" He leaned into Bakura and kissed him hard, forcing Bakura against the wall across from them.
Bakura growled and pushed him off. At Katsuya's hurt look, he said, "Oh, believe me, I do want that, and much more. But we still have to get all the way through dinner. Or, at least to the beginning of it---"
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"Wow! Kaiba has a great setup in here! Look at all these DVDs and video games!" Yugi ran over to the TV, and pulled out a huge box filled with games.
"Most likely they are Mokuba's though." Ryou said following behind and sitting next to Yugi on his knees.
"Yeah, I don't think Kaiba has much spare time. The only one I know who plays this much is Katsuya." After a pause, he asked in a meek voice, "Ryou, do you like Katsuya?" Yugi suddenly asked.
Ryou smiled slightly, "No, that would be Bakura." At Yugi's nod, he said softly, "I happen to like someone else---"
"You do! Who!?" Yugi said, turning his big, bright eyes to him.
Ryou blushed heavily, "You heard me? Oh, well, it's not really that important."
"It is to me."
"Really? Well, I---I like---you." He said softly. Not sure Yugi heard him, he turned on the TV and started to load a PS2 game.
Yugi, however, had heard him, "You do?" Ryou froze, "I, I like you too."
He turned back to Yugi, "Really?"
In answer, Yugi gently touched his lips to Ryou. Ryou blushed, but quickly kissed back. Their kisses were soft and chaste, both pulling away before it went too far. "Well? Do you want to play first?" Yugi asked, smiling softly.
"No, you can go first." Ryou whispered, "I'll watch." He leaned next to Yugi, and sighed happily as the game loaded. *So far, this Thanksgiving has been the best ever. I only hope Bakura was successful too.*
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Mokuba reached the kitchen first, "What's up bro?! Are you almost done with everything? I'm famished!"
Anzu quickly followed. She took one look at the side dishes; the potatoes, the sauces, the cooked carrots and broccoli, and the mountain of rolls. Next to it laid a huge 25 pound turkey filled with stuffing. Drinks laid out, various types of juice and a pitcher of water, and a bottle of very old looking wine.
Anzu took one look at all the wonderful smelling foods and drinks and sneered. "Is this all? No stewed cabbage? No pie?"
At that moment, Yami followed behind her. He arrived just in time to see Seto bent over, leaning down to take something out of the oven. He immediately became intensely aroused. Yet, no thought was in his mind but, *Aww! Kawii!* When Seto turned around. He was wearing an apron that said, 'Kiss the cook' *Obviously a gift from Mokuba*. He had two dark blue oven mitts, his bangs were fluffed into his eyes slightly, and his cheeks were red from the heat of the oven.
Yami took a step towards him, intending to either jump him or hug and kiss the daylights out of him. But, Anzu spoke first, "This is your feast? Oh please! I could make do so much better!"
Kaiba's blue eyes turned stormy, "I've been cooking all day, and only for a few people. I don't even LIKE most of you, so if you want to do better, be my guest." He laid down three pies; pumpkin, apple and pecan, took off the apron and the mitts and slammed the oven shut. He then left the room, shutting the door behind him.
"What the hell did you do that for? He just spend all day making us all this food, and all you do is complain!" Yami roared at her and set off after Seto.
"That was really mean, Anzu. I thought we were friends." Mokuba said, a hurt expression on his face. "You cook what you want, but don't touch my brother's food. I'll be in my game room if you need to know where anything is." He then stiffly left the room.
Anzu sighed angrily and began to pull out supplies to cook. Aloud she muttered, "Just like that ass to make me out to be the bad guy. He just always has to ruin everything---Well, he won't ruin Thanksgiving, and he won't ruin my chances with Yami. Bastard."
Dedications- Firstly, to noone, answers to most if not all your questions are in this chapter, I hope you enjoy it. For Yamato795, I went back and saw that I did make Seto talk oddly, attribute it to tiredness, his and mine, and no I don't think Anzu does have much of a life. To the Immaculate Orange One, heh, yes, it will most certainly be quite a mess. To Dangerousgirl, thank you kindly for your compliment, here is the update. To AmethystSin-YamiPhiona, nice word, and I'd love to have a Yami and Seto kissie Plushies! To Tassy, yes, Seto/Yami fics are good, but not as good to me as uke Seto fics, and this chapter will help you unravel the end. And finally to Nikuru, thank you, and here is the next chapter. Very soon after your review, no?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
Seto's Thanksgiving Party
By: MercilessTantalus
Chapter 3- Arrival
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"Hey guys! I'm glad you could come!" Mokuba greeted Yugi, Katsuya, Ryou, Mai, and Anzu.
They all entered the grand Kaiba mansion, their faces all alight with fascination. All but Anzu. "Where is Yami?" She whined, pulling her long jacket closer around herself.
"He said that he had to pick up some new cloths before the party, so he'll be here in a little while." Yugi answered with a slight smile as Mokuba shut the door behind them. *The ones we already have weren't good enough* he thought, smiling secretly. *Though WHY he insisted on taking someone with him, especially Bakura, I'll never know---*
Anzu wore a pout and opened her mouth to speak, but no words escaped her. They all heard a very familiar voice shout, "Mokuba, where did you put that other can of cranberry sauce?!"
"It should be in the pantry, near the other one!" Mokuba called back, turning to the others, he said, "Seto is finishing up with our meal, but he's almost finished. You all can hang out in here for now if you want, or whatever. The only rooms you can't go in are locked, so that shouldn't be a problem." Here he frowned slightly and turned to Ryou, "Bakura won't want to steal from us, will he?"
Ryou blinked innocently, then sighed, "I'll make sure he doesn't, or if he does, that he puts everything back and doesn't go anywhere he's not supposed to."
While Ryou was talking, what Mokuba said finally caught up with Katsuya, "You mean Kaiba is cooking the meal for all of us! All that food all by himself! Uh, Mokuba, are you sure that is a good idea? I'm not knocking his cooking as I've never had it, but I don't want my Thanksgiving dinner ruined---"
"No, actually, Seto's a really good cook!" Mokuba said happily, looking foreword to the meal.
Anzu sneered, "Are you kidding! He'll ruin it! You should have called me! I'll make something good for you all!"
Before anyone could object, or even say anything at all, she turned to look for the kitchen. At that exact moment, the sound of a knock on the door was heard by all. Mokuba opened the door again to reveal Bakura and Yami.
Bakura wore long black leather pants and a deep red sleeveless shirt with black flames spelling out, 'Fuck You'. His hair was split on either side of his shoulders, and he wore a deep self-satisfied smirk. Everyone, except Bakura himself, missed the gasp of Katsuya, because Anzu let out a loud gasp and a shriek of happiness at the sight of Yami.
Yami wore his usual tight black leather pants, but also a tight sleeveless leather shirt that was deep purple and red and black, with his normal boots. His usual jacket was flying behind him in a dramatic fashion due to the wind now sweeping his long, soft hair to the side. The most surprising thing about his 'new' look was the expression he wore. It was one that clear said, 'I want to eat you alive, fuck you, and then start all over again'. His expression quickly changed when he saw the ones waiting at the door. *Fuck! My perfect entrance, and Seto isn't even here. Now I have to deal with Anzu again--*
Mokuba, however, was oblivious to the sexiness of his newest guests. He just smiled jovially and gestured them in. They quickly entered and he shut the door again. "Great! I was wondering where you two were, even though Yugi told us, I'm glad you made it before dinner."
Anzu interrupted with a cough, "Isn't anyone going to help me with me jacket?" She asked, looking pointedly at Yami.
"Uhm, I guess---" He said, walking towards her and taking her long baby blue and pink jacket. As he pulled it off, it reveal an extremely short magenta skirt with fishnet stockings, as well as a tight blue shirt which revealed his figure. She smiled in a self-satisfied way.
*By Ra, what does she think she's doing!? I hope that's not all for me! But those tights are interesting. If Seto was wearing them that is---* Yami grinned.
"Well, I think I'll check on Seto!" Mokuba exclaimed and headed off through a door to the right. Anzu, clearly pissed no one complimented her, said, "I'm an excellent cook! Let me help and cook for Yam- everyone!"
She hurried after Mokuba into the kitchen. Yami followed close behind, while Mai went to use the bathroom, and Yugi, and Ryou decided to see if the parade had started yet. Leaving only Bakura and Katsuya behind.
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"You don't want to go and make sure your dinner won't be ruined?" Bakura asked Katsuya, smirking.
"No, ah, after you---" Katsuya said, pulling at the neck of his shirt.
"Want to follow after me hum?" Bakura asked, and boldly pushed Katsuya against the wall, "Want to take a hopeful glance of my ass?"
"What!?" Katsuya gasped, blushing even more profusely.
"I was arguing with my hikari earlier. He seems to think that Yugi is the most lovable of you all, but I do not agree. He looks too much like the Pharaoh for whom I have no love. I can tolerate him, but any kind of anything wouldn't work." Bakura mused, twirling Katsuya's hair around his finger. "But you, on the other hand are the sexiest of all of them. And." He leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "I. Want. You."
Bakura's breath tickled Katsuya's ear and he shivered. "Ra, I thought you'd never say anything!" He leaned into Bakura and kissed him hard, forcing Bakura against the wall across from them.
Bakura growled and pushed him off. At Katsuya's hurt look, he said, "Oh, believe me, I do want that, and much more. But we still have to get all the way through dinner. Or, at least to the beginning of it---"
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"Wow! Kaiba has a great setup in here! Look at all these DVDs and video games!" Yugi ran over to the TV, and pulled out a huge box filled with games.
"Most likely they are Mokuba's though." Ryou said following behind and sitting next to Yugi on his knees.
"Yeah, I don't think Kaiba has much spare time. The only one I know who plays this much is Katsuya." After a pause, he asked in a meek voice, "Ryou, do you like Katsuya?" Yugi suddenly asked.
Ryou smiled slightly, "No, that would be Bakura." At Yugi's nod, he said softly, "I happen to like someone else---"
"You do! Who!?" Yugi said, turning his big, bright eyes to him.
Ryou blushed heavily, "You heard me? Oh, well, it's not really that important."
"It is to me."
"Really? Well, I---I like---you." He said softly. Not sure Yugi heard him, he turned on the TV and started to load a PS2 game.
Yugi, however, had heard him, "You do?" Ryou froze, "I, I like you too."
He turned back to Yugi, "Really?"
In answer, Yugi gently touched his lips to Ryou. Ryou blushed, but quickly kissed back. Their kisses were soft and chaste, both pulling away before it went too far. "Well? Do you want to play first?" Yugi asked, smiling softly.
"No, you can go first." Ryou whispered, "I'll watch." He leaned next to Yugi, and sighed happily as the game loaded. *So far, this Thanksgiving has been the best ever. I only hope Bakura was successful too.*
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Mokuba reached the kitchen first, "What's up bro?! Are you almost done with everything? I'm famished!"
Anzu quickly followed. She took one look at the side dishes; the potatoes, the sauces, the cooked carrots and broccoli, and the mountain of rolls. Next to it laid a huge 25 pound turkey filled with stuffing. Drinks laid out, various types of juice and a pitcher of water, and a bottle of very old looking wine.
Anzu took one look at all the wonderful smelling foods and drinks and sneered. "Is this all? No stewed cabbage? No pie?"
At that moment, Yami followed behind her. He arrived just in time to see Seto bent over, leaning down to take something out of the oven. He immediately became intensely aroused. Yet, no thought was in his mind but, *Aww! Kawii!* When Seto turned around. He was wearing an apron that said, 'Kiss the cook' *Obviously a gift from Mokuba*. He had two dark blue oven mitts, his bangs were fluffed into his eyes slightly, and his cheeks were red from the heat of the oven.
Yami took a step towards him, intending to either jump him or hug and kiss the daylights out of him. But, Anzu spoke first, "This is your feast? Oh please! I could make do so much better!"
Kaiba's blue eyes turned stormy, "I've been cooking all day, and only for a few people. I don't even LIKE most of you, so if you want to do better, be my guest." He laid down three pies; pumpkin, apple and pecan, took off the apron and the mitts and slammed the oven shut. He then left the room, shutting the door behind him.
"What the hell did you do that for? He just spend all day making us all this food, and all you do is complain!" Yami roared at her and set off after Seto.
"That was really mean, Anzu. I thought we were friends." Mokuba said, a hurt expression on his face. "You cook what you want, but don't touch my brother's food. I'll be in my game room if you need to know where anything is." He then stiffly left the room.
Anzu sighed angrily and began to pull out supplies to cook. Aloud she muttered, "Just like that ass to make me out to be the bad guy. He just always has to ruin everything---Well, he won't ruin Thanksgiving, and he won't ruin my chances with Yami. Bastard."