Author's Notes:

There's one line in this song which includes the word "girl". I don't think it matters to anyone if I change that one word from "girl" to "boy". It's allowed in jazz, as far as I know, if it doesn't change the statement of the text.

I'll mark that word like this: boy Ok?

And I'll continue doing so in all the following chapters. Thanks.

Disclaimer:

See chapter 1

Song:

"Voulez-Vous" by ABBA

Voulez-Vous?

People everywhere
A sense of expectation hanging in the air

One slender hand casually pushes the doors away. The bouncer knows him, they greet each other with a nod. The music poures out of the club, inviting him, drawing him in. He lets himself be carried away in a mass of bodies, right onto the dancefloor. The rhythm is all around him, music wrapping around his body like a blanket, shutting out everything else. And yet he knows, even while he loses himself completely, while he forgets the world outside, that this is not yet what he came for. No, not at all.

Giving out a spark
Across the room your eyes are glowing in the dark

Another song ends and Yami stands, gasping for air. And there, in the shadows, he finds what he was looking for. The glow of eyes of the finest ocean blue, there in a corner. He smirks to himself and turns around. He knows those eyes are fixed on him and, conscious of every movement, he lets his body turn to the beat. It dances all by itself, usually, but now he gives those movements an extra spark, a sensual twist of a hip, a subtle hand passing down over his chest.

And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end
Masters of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean

He knows it has already started, and that there is no way to stop what will happen tonight. He has experienced it many times before, knows what will happen. The rules are set, but the game varies.

Voulez-vous
Take it now or leave it
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets

As another song ends his eyes finally meet blue ones, questioning. He has made his offer, but the other isn't yet giving any signs. Sometimes it's over right then and there and after fifteen minutes in the club they already leave, drawn by the need for each other, not for alcohol or dance. Sometimes it takes them the whole evening, playing with each other, until they finally give in. Sometimes it doesn't happen at all.

Voulez-vous
Ain't no big decision
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous
Voulez-vous..

"Come on" he thinks, and with a last intense gaze into those beautiful eyes, he turns to the bar, making sure his hips are swaying ever so slightly. Now it's for Seto to decide.

I know what you think
The boy means business so I'll offer him a drink
Looking mighty proud
I see you leave your table, pushing through the crowd

He stops at the bar, sitting down. The bartender knows him, smiles at him.

"Anything you'd like tonight?"

"No, thanks, Dan. You know what I'm waiting for."

And with that he glances meaningfully back to the dark corner.

With satisfaction he sees the other move, stand up, make his way over to the bar.

"That was quick." Dan states.

"Works for me. I want company tonight" We winks back at the bartender and turns to welcome Seto.

Change of POV

I'm really glad you came, you know the rules, you know the game
Master of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean

Seto looks at the other and notices a smirk stealing onto his face. He can't help it, he's glad to see Yami. He remembers well the first time they met in this bar. Their surprise and hateful glances. He drank a lot that evening, because he wanted to forget a past the other reminded him of. Yami must have felt something similar, because he drank just as much. He knows by now that his former rival must have things on his mind, problems he can't admit to, because there is a shadow in his eyes that hasn't been there before. Anyway, the morning after that first night they woke together, slumped over each other, passed out right there, in the club, in each other's arms.

They were so embarrassed. And yet, the next night they met again. This is how it started.

Yami smirks back and he looks down that body, which he has come to know better than his own.

Voulez-vous
Take it now or leave it
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets

Voulez-vous
Ain't no big decision
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous

Oh yes, he wants him. Wants to pass his hands down that appealing chest, feel those slim hips, taste that sinfully smirking mouth.

"What's your preference tonight?" He starts their conversation.

"Ain't we forward..." Dan's voice came from behind.

But Yami is used to the little game.

"Tequila, if you don't mind."

"I mind." Seto growled. "I feel more experimental tonight. Why not try something new?"

"Well, that I don't mind. You can have whatever you want."

They play their innuendo game until they both have finished three small drinks. Seto doesn't know if he is dizzy because of the alcohol or because of the other's presence.

And here we go again, we know the start, we know the end
Masters of the scene
We've done it all before and now we're back to get some more
You know what I mean.

Finally he takes hold of Yami's hand.

"Care to dance?"

"I'd love to." His ex-rival answers, hopping off his seat at the bar.

They already have a reputation for giving the other dancers a nice show. They don't disappoint their audience tonight. Their dance is electric, almost magical. They're covered in sweat after three songs.

Voulez-vous
Take it now or leave it
Now is all we get
Nothing promised, no regrets

Voulez-vous
Ain't no big decision
You know what to do
La question c'est voulez-vous

"Wanna leave?" Seto whispers into the other's ear. Yami nods breathlessly, rubbing his lower body a bit against Seto's, provoking a small gasp. Hand in hand, like a newly wed couple, they exit the club.