Seto: If there was any yaoi in this story I wouldn't in it. But there are two characters that are gay sooo beware!

Me: Damn right!

Chapter 5

In Kaiba's office, Joey had fallen asleep on Keke. The female desperately attempted to push him off of her, but failed miserably do to the fact that she wasn't very strong. Oh if Seto came in here and saw them, he would kill them both….

Seto gently stirred and his eyes fluttered open. He was on his stomach, staring at Set and Yami French kissing… Wait a minute! French kissing! He didn't need to see that right when he woke up in the morning! Seto's astonishment caused him to fall out of bed, the sheet tangled around his legs.

Set, who was on top, broke away from his lover unwillingly, realizing Seto's sudden wave of bewilderment. "I think Seto saw something he wasn't suppose to see…"

Yugi sat up with the Egyptian in his lap, looking into his face. "What did he see my beautiful priest?"

"Sorry, but I'm not beautiful."

"In my eyes you are, Set."

"You're the one who's beautiful my Pharaoh." Set embraced him.

Yami hugged him back. "And you're just as attractive as I am."

"I'll agree with you on that one." Set moved off of the tricolor haired boy. He looked over the side of the bed at Kaiba.

He lay motionless on the floor, the blanket halfway over him. His eyes were zoned out and blank.

Yami was the first to comment. "He kind of looks like he's dead…"

"He'll eventually come around, sooner or later." Set responded.

"Can I ask you something about Mr. Dazed on the floor in complete shock?"

Set laughed lightly, smirking. "You mean Seto?" The shorter boy nodded. "Go ahead, I'll answer it the best I can."

"Why does Seto have to be better than me? Or should I say why does he try so hard to be better than me?"

"Alright. I'll have to give you a long answer. One sentence just doesn't explain it." He pulled Yami to him. "But before I tell you the story of Seto's childhood, you need to do me a favor."

Yugi put a hand under Set's chin. "And what might that be?"

"I wish I could prove my love to you right now, but I'll disturb Seto, so I'll do that later. For now I'll just…" Set kissed him innocently.

Yami returned it. "Trying to be cute, are we?"

"No… Or would you rather French me?" Set mocked.

"Set! Just answer the question!" The shorter exclaimed.

"I deserve something for telling you what you want to know."

"You'll get your reward later."

"Why not now?"

"Have you forgotten that Seto's in this room! He'll freak out worse if he sees us doing more than just kissing…"

Kaiba stirred softly, hearing his name. He blinked twice, eyes returning to normal. There was a sharp pain in his head, telling him that his head must have been the first thing that came in contact with the floor when he had fell. Seto pulled the blanket up and spotted his pillow. He grabbed it and rested his head on it. It made his headache ease a bit, but it was still there.

"Hmmm." Came the Egyptian's deep voice. Seto instantly recognized it. "I'll give you background information first."

Background information? About what? I guess I haven't been awake long enough to hear what they're talking about exactly, Seto thought.

Set continued. "He has his mother's hair and his father's eyes. His mother died giving birth to his brother and his father died in an accident about three years later… Seto's five years older than Mokuba."

Since when is he talking about me? Oh… He must be telling Yami about my childhood. Seto quietly listened to the story.

"So Seto was 10 and Mokuba was 5 when they were sent to the orphanage. Back then, Kaiba was a kinder person than he is today. There's a reason for this also. It goes along with why he's always trying to be the best there is. But Seto still has a nice side, behind the cold exterior."

"Yeah, he's not really a bad guy. A little selfish and egotistic, but all around a decent person." Agreed the voice that belonged to Yami.

Seto sighed inwardly. They were giving him more credit than he deserved. Who would've known that they actually considered him a decent guy under all of his pride?

"Anyway, the two brothers stayed at the orphanage for a while. Seto taught Mokuba chess. But a few days later, that bastard Kaiba came. If you don't mind, I'll probably just refer to him as bastard the rest of the story. He deserves to be called it! It's like that made that swear word just for him!"

"What did Seto do?" The spirit asked.

"Yami, Seto did something that changed his life forever. He challenged him to a game of chess, knowing that this old man was the world champion. And the idiot cracked up laughing. Jerk! He insulted Seto's intelligence! Seto beat the crap out of him during that day too! So, Mr. Bastard had to adopt the two brothers for the reason that Seto beat him. That's how he ended up with the last name Kaiba."

"The first time I heard his name, I knew that the words Seto Kaiba didn't belong together. They sound like opposites." Yami declared.

"Yeah, I guess. But I'll tell you why I refer to Gozaburo as that particular word. He put Seto through harsh advanced courses and punished him when he didn't ace a class. Punishment was torture, basically. He was whipped, cut, bruised, kicked, slapped, hit, stabbed, scratched, and anything else like that you can think of. The weird thing is, the bastard never touched his face. He had said that it was too beautiful to hurt."

The Pharaoh interrupted him. "Oh! But Seto does have a beautiful face! You do also! I think your awesome sapphire eyes are your best feature." Yami settled in his lap, gazing into the blue depths.

"Everyone thinks so." Set replied coolly, looking away.

Yugi turned his face back. "Shouldn't my opinion matter more than everyone else's to you?"

"I suppose…. You're my Pharaoh." Set purred possessively.

"And you're my priest." Yami put his arms around the taller's neck, pressing his nose into Set's cheek. He nuzzled him briefly, then replaced his nose with his lips.

Set smiled when Yami kissed him. "Mmm…" He leaned back on the bed, taking the tricolor haired boy with him.

Yami pulled his coat off and tossed it. It landed right next to Seto on the floor… Seto stared at it, shocked. Now he didn't even want to know what was going on up there! Kaiba moved away from the jacket a bit.

"Should I put my story on hold?" The Egyptian inquired, gazing up at his pharaoh.

"I think you should." Yugi responded, taking off the collar that held Set's cape up.

He raked his fingers along the priest's exposed chest. Yami had an idea strike him. He brought his hands up and removed the brunette's headdress. It landed on top of Yugi's coat, near Seto once again.

The teen blinked a few times, a bit of curiosity developing to know what they were doing exactly. Seto was beginning to get hot in his sweater, feeling the sweat with his hand under his shirt. He unbuckled the straps on his arms and undid the metal cuffs, somehow managing to get the garment off while keeping his white coat on.

Kaiba laid back down on the pillow, the coldness of his necklace making its presence known on his bare chest. It was slightly uncomfortable, but he dealt with it.

Yugi messed up Set's hair with his hand, then stroked his fingers through it. "You look more like Kaiba with your headdress off. I wish I could have you both."

Set pulled him down and gave him a romantic kiss.

A few minutes later, "Ahem!"

Both boys on the bed looked over to see Seto watching them, hands on his hips. Set sat up and Yami moved off of him.

"Hello, Seto. When did you come back to yourself?" the priest asked, a little worried.

"Right after Yami said I'd freak out about you two doing more than just kissing." Seto replied coldly, glaring at no one in particular.

"You think he's disgusted?" The pharaoh whispered to Set.

Seto answered for him, "I heard that. I'm a bit disgusted but not too much. What was really disturbing was the fact that right when I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was the two of you making out! I was out cold because of you both!"

"That wasn't our fault!" The Egyptian's said together.

Seto folded his arms across his bare chest. "At least I'm normal."

"Since when are we not normal?"

"Since you both decided that you were gay!" Seto was starting to get hot again, this time from his anger.

"Being homosexual doesn't mean we're abnormal!"

"I'm not going to stand here and argue over something so stupid! I'll be in my office." Kaiba stalked out, sweat beginning to soak the tips of his hair.

He stood in the doorway to his office with his eyes closed, trying to calm his rage.

Keke stared at Seto, who was standing in the doorway. Why does he have his eyes closed? Did someone make him mad again? She attempted to push Joey off, hoping that he wouldn't be angry with her.

The brunette opened his eyes and slowly walked further into the room. Why the hell is Wheeler on top of Keke? Seto thought about it for a moment.

"It's not what you think…" Keke instantly said.

"How can it not be what I think? It's pretty obvious," Seto pulled her out from under Joey, "Wheeler fell asleep on you and judging by the look on your face, you weren't too happy about it."

Why isn't he getting mad at me? And how the heck did he know that? I thought for sure he would think I was hitting on Joey or something…Keke thought.

Seto left her standing and bent down near Wheeler.

"What are you going to do?" She asked curiously.

"Paying Wheeler back with a little wake up call. I'd cover my ears if I were you Keke."

She automatically took his advice. Kaiba stroked Joey's hair behind his ear and placed his mouth right next to it.

"WHEELER!" Seto shouted at the top of his lungs.

Joey fell off the couch, eyes wide. "KAIBA! What the hell was that for!"

Seto laughed evilly at him. "Get out or you'll never see the light of day again!" He continued laughing.

Wheeler sprinted out of the room, clearly not wanting to piss him off anymore.

Keke dropped her hands, his giggling reaching her ears. "At least you're happy for a change."

"Hmm… I need to sit down." Kaiba complained, falling back onto the sofa.

The brunette smirked and Keke realized he didn't have his sweater on.

Did he purposely not wear a shirt in here? He better not be trying to seduce me or something of that sort! Or maybe he was just hot and took it off… I really need to cool it. Keke thought.

"You want to sit down? There's plenty of room on the couch." Seto invited, patting the sofa with his hand.

She sat on the couch, way over on the other side, which was the farthest she could be way from him, on the couch anyway.

Alright. Something's going on here. Am I making her mad or causing her to sit way over there somehow? She's definitely showing discomfort, but I don't see any evidence as to why…Seto thought.

Kaiba scooted closer to her, kindly touching her hand. Keke didn't seem to care at all, so he stroked the back of her hand with this feather light touch, carefully observing how it reacted. Keke rubbed her nose, just wanting to lean on him and cry into his shoulder, but she was taught not to do that by her father. Her father had shoved her away when she was looking for comfort.

She stood, but at the same time, Seto gripped her wrist.

"What's wrong? I haven't heard a word out of you all day. Is it me? Am I doing something to upset you?" He asked concernedly.

"It's not you, Seto. It never was. Don't you think like that. It's just…" She couldn't finish.

"It's just what?" Seto loosened his grip so she could push his hand away if she wanted to. "Out of all the people in this house right now, I'm the one who's most likely to understand. Tell me; it will help you and I'm willing to listen. You know, if you shove me away now, you'll regret it later in your life."

"I don't want to shove you away…" Keke took his hand into hers. "You mean a lot to me, Seto…"

He stood, still having her hand and took her other one, so she was facing him. "Keke, just talk to me. It will help."

"Have you ever been hurt just because you touched someone?" She looked into his face, ignoring his chest.

He took a moment to think, then replied. "Ah, not exactly. I was hurt for no reason at all, usually. My idiot stepfather did it for personal amusement. That's where I got all these scars on my back."

She wanted to pity him, but she knew he didn't like it when people did that. "I've had it happen many times. My father pushed me away when I sought comfort. I was taught never to touch anyone, ever. He said people would hate me for it." She drooped her head.

"I never hated you for anything," He explained briefly, tipping her chin up. "Even if you touched me, I wouldn't get angry."

She couldn't believe he was understanding her. Well, I guess that it's logical because she's been living with him for a few months. Keke noticed some sweat trickling down his temple.

I came in here to cool off. But why do I still feel hot? Seto made a sound of displeasure. God… Damn it!

Keke touched his forehead. Seto shut his eyes and sweat continued to fall from the sides of his face. She wiped it away and sat him on the sofa, continuing to stroke the perspiration off of his face.

It's not working. Wait! I have an idea!

"Seto… come on! I have an idea!" She exclaimed brightly, pulling him up.

She grabbed his hand and yanked him out of his office.

"Where are we going?" He inquired gently.

"Set and Yami are still in your bedroom so… We'll have to go this way." She told herself, tugging him down the opposite end of the hallway.

"Where are you taking me?" Seto repeated anxiously.

Keke stopped in front of a door. "It'll make you feel better."

"You better not be thinking what I think you're thinking…"

"It depends on what you think I'm thinking."

"Never Mind!"

Keke jerked him in the bathroom and rid him of his coat, hanging it on a hook. She turned back and observed how unbelievably gorgeous he looked. What the hell was she saying! Or rather… Thinking!

Kaiba realized how she was staring at him. He tossed his necklace off, smirking greatly. "I presume you want me to take a shower?"

"A cold shower." Keke managed to say.

Seto nodded and came closer. She instinctively backed up a few steps. He didn't have his mind set on this right now, so he walked past her.

For a minute, Keke thought he was going to come right up to her. She sighed in relief. And Kaiba had heard it, turning around to look at her.

"What? What did you think I was going to do?"

She just stared, speechless.

"You know, you can watch me if you want. I don't mind at all."

"Seto!"

He giggled. "Hmm? It's your choice not mine. But hurry up or I'll make the decision for you."

"And what might that be?" Keke almost spat.

"To stay in here with me, of course!"

She blushed lightly. "Maybe I should let you choose for me, then."

Seto turned on the water while she deliberately strolled up behind him. Why the fuck did she want to touch him so much? That's not like her at all!

He noticed her presence behind him. "Can't resist me, huh?" He pushed the showerhead on.

Right after, while he still sat on the edge of the tub, She laced her arms around his chest, hugging him tenderly.

Kaiba turned slowly to return the embrace. He held her for a minute, beginning to lean back into the water. Once he had leaned back far enough, he slid down into the bottom of the tub, the liquid soaking his hair and chest. Keke sat on his lap, one leg on each side of him. Her hair was drenched as well. They stared at each other, blinking a few times. The brunette reached up, running a hand through her hair.

It was getting so hard to just pin him down for her. But he looked sooo damn sexy! The soaking wetness just made him so much more attractive!

Keke sighed happily, gazing down at him. She appeared like an innocent little girl, experimenting with others. Seto thought it was kind of cute. He pushed off the side of the bathtub so they could be in the shower without their legs hanging over the edge. She moved so she was on his thighs and threw her shirt off from the heat she was feeling. She settled on top of him, body pressing against his, faces very close together.

They could feel each other's breath. Keke slowly brought her lips to his. He slid his hands up to her lower back. She placed a hand on his neck, cupping his jaw. After what seemed like an eternity, both pulled away, gasping. She tousled his wet hair.

"Such an attractive guy," Keke messed up his hair more, sitting up. "I didn't know you felt that way."

"Well… I do…" He breathed.

"Feeling better now?"

He nodded pushing himself up. She sat in his lap, gazing at him in bliss. He took advantage of the moment, taking her mouth longingly.

Seto whispered into her mouth, "It's getting cold in here."

Keke hit the shower dial. The water stopped after a moment, leaving them both shivering. She buried herself against him, attempting to soak up some of his body heat. He cautiously stood, stepping out without losing his balance and managed to hold on to her.

Both soon had towels and dried off, walking into Keke's bedroom because who honestly wants to know if Set and Yugi were still in Seto's bedroom or not. They weren't taking any chances so they both went to Keke's room to sleep.