Title: Client

Rating: R

Author: LukeSkywalkersLady (LSL)

Summary: Kaiba Seto gets what he wants, period. But what happens when what he wants doesn't want him?

Warning/Notes: AU, slash (pairing S/J, R/YB, implied Y/YY and Hontogi), some possible future OoCness, language, minor violence and the prospect of seeing Yami Bakura in a whole new light. Based off of a song 'Bedroom Toys' by Duran Duran.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything in any way shape or form related to it, I do not own the song 'Bedroom Toys' by Duran Duran. Read at your own risk - not that you should be worried, or anything. Riiiight….

-…-…

"Bakura! Get your act together - you're on next!"

"Oh my God, Mr. Furuka, me and the girls aren't ready!"

"I don't give a damn about you and the rest of the girls– BAKURA! Out there, NOW!"

"Furuka, baby, give them a fucking second to get their clothes on-"

"Yeah, Mr. Furuka, just wai- SHIT! MY LIPSTICK!"

"BAKURA! YOU'RE ON!"

"Imbecile."

"IT'S YOUR CHECK, NOT MINE!"

"Fine. Oy, girls - ah one, a two, ah one two three! We're on!"

"Yeah!"

-…-…

Bakura dashed onto the stage in the dim lighting, the scuffling of feet all around him as his backup girls arranged their formation. A little smile was perched upon his thin lips- he had been doing this gig for years, ever since…

The opening bars of the song drifted out over the speakers located at either end of the familiar, worn stage. Lights brightened so the audience could see, and then the girls started singing.

You want it, you got it… now what you gonna do with it?

You want it, you got it… now what you gonna do with it?

The girls started spreading out of their formation, but still keeping Bakura in the center as he started to sing, winking at a girl in the crowd.

I been around the world

I seen a lot of things

That'd make your chicken curl

The microphone was held loosely in his hand as he sang; he obviously knew what he was doing. The confident, relaxed stance Bakura had made his audience relax as well, and he could tell they were hanging on to every word he said.

You're squeezing like boys and teasing like girls

Confusing like boys and girls

This song always made him remember that one job he had, all those years ago… always made him smile when he thought about the arrogance and determination humans had. That particular human had, he corrected himself. He'd never forget his name, never.

Plan an exit route, parachute, rubber suit

Are you ready for a little swim?

Kaiba Seto. The 'client' with the most peculiar job for him he had ever had. Needless to say, Bakura had been paid well, but what Kaiba had wanted… it went beyond mere pleasurable company. He had wanted Bakura's help in a farfetched matchmaking scheme, if it could even be called that.

There's regular…queen size…flip it on the B side…

The audience always laughed at that particular line, the way Bakura had been motioning the words had changed and he had gestured to himself at 'flip it on the B side'… har har har.

Solid gold

This gig explained so well the details of that case… it was uncanny. The first time Bakura had heard the song, he had passed it off a sheer coincidence. But no, it had to have been something more than that. That was why he chose to leave his pervious profession to seek employment singing that song at nightclubs and bars.

Oh my God, what's this?