Ch 2: Hidden Desire

Seto Kaiba sat in his computer room. The machines around him whirred melodically, calming his nerves. Acting as automatons, slim fingers took to the large keyboard. Yami's face appeared on the screen along with vital stats. Kaiba froze What am I doing? I already beat him But still he paused to admire Yami's features, which were bold, but with hidden softness and beauty. He mentally slapped himself and turned off the system.

"C'mon Seto! We're going to be late for school!" Seto grabbed his briefcase and followed Mokuba to their limo, trying to leave the puzzling thoughts and emotions in the dark room behind him.

Kaiba was greeted with a wave of whispers and looks of admiration as he entered the classroom.

"Did you hear?"

"He beat Yugi Motou,"

"He's the King of Games,"

"He's a cutie,"

"Mmm I want a piece of that,"

Kaiba walked passed them all, only to be targeted by Yugi's friends, who were staring daggers at him. He gave them an arrogant smirk as he sat down, setting off Joey immediately.

"There's no way you could have beat Yugi you scumbag! You cheater!" He threw out his arm to punch Kaiba, only to find it caught and twisted.

"Oh suck it up Wheeler,"

"Leave it Joey," Tea and Tristan quietly lead an emotionally wounded Joey away.

Alone, Kaiba began to feel fidgety. He found himself looking towards the door every time it opened. When Yugi stepped through the door he couldn't help but let out a small gasp. In fact, it wasn't Yugi at all. It was his dueling personality, the one that was allegedly the spirit of the ancient Pharaoh—not that he believed in any of that bullshit. Whatever he was, he was very different from Yugi, the small innocent boy always ranting about friendship, and lately Yami and Yugi have been switching bodies often. It was Yugi's idea to get Yami acquainted to this world. He came into the room in a hurry. His school uniform jacket was slung over his shoulder. Kaiba found his eyes wandering onto his lean toned arms and slim torso as Yami pulled on his jacket. Their eyes met again and the other boy held his gaze. It took great effort to wrench his stare away from his violet grasp. When he did look away, his mind was in torrents, What am I doing? Kaiba got up and left the classroom. The teacher started to reprimand him, but one glance from his icy blue eyes froze the words in her throat.

Aware that something was amiss, Yami got up, "May I use the restroom?" feeling she went wrong with Kaiba, the teacher peered at Yami over her spectacles.

"Mr. Kaiba just left, can you wait Mr. Motou?"

"It's uh an emergency," Yami sighed, not used to degrading himself, "PLEASE!" and he did a little dance with his hands between his legs."

"Very well," the teacher sighed muttered something about students these days under her breath.

Yami climbed the stairs that lead to the roof. Something told him Kaiba would be there. With his hand on the doorknob that would take him out onto the roof, he stopped. Why am I doing this? He asked himself, Because something is troubling Kaiba, you can tell, he isn't his cool composed self, A voice within his head answered. Why do I care? "…". Yami sighed and opened the door. Just as he suspected, Kaiba was standing, looking out with the wind blowing his dark silky locks. Yami approached him slowly.

"You followed me," Kaiba didn't turn around.

"I was worried," A cold laugh. This was the Seto Kaiba he knew.

"Actually, I have been meaning to ask you something," Suddenly Yami found himself against the barrier on the roof with Kaiba in front of him. "Tell me Yami, did you let me win that other day?"

"No," Did he lose on purpose? He didn't know, why would he? "You had a good strateg—"

"Good, but not unbeatable," Kaiba stepped closer, " If I know anyone that can escape from a tight corner, it's you." Kaiba moved even closer. Their faces were barely inches apart, "Why," he whispered, "I don't want your pity, and I don't want the recognization," he paused letting his cool sweet breath caress Yami's face, "I just want to know, that I—can – defeat – you," He closed his eyes and their lips met.

What was happening? Yami felt Kaiba's mouth against his, full of force and passion. He moaned slightly. Suddenly Kaiba stopped, and began to pull away. But Yami didn't want him to. He wrapped his arm around Kaiba and pulled him closer, searching his mouth with his tongue and biting at his lip as he drew breath. Taking this as a good sign, Kaiba pressed on even more passionately.

"HEY! You two shouldn't be up here!" It was one of the caretakers. Kaiba fled.

authors note: aww how cute .. I had to get Kaiba beating Joey in there somewhere. I don't like Kaiba/Jou at all. And well I guess that was just me showing it P.