9. Slow Day.
The day went quick. The bitch teacher wasn't in so Seth didn't go to many of his lessons. He went back to his flat later that day after the lunch sign in.
He threw him-self on the sofa and yawned. He hadn't done much today, but was still tired from last night. Blushing as he remembered seeing Bakura on the bottom of him and then on top of him.
Bakura and Ryou went home. Bakura walked though the front door first. Ryou's father's house wasn't big. Though his father was rich, he never did invest on homes. Bakura slammed the door open and Ryou followed in and closed the door gently.
"Now Ryou. Sit." Bakura bossed, and sit on the sofa and Ryou walked over and sat on the same sofa but on the other end. "Why didn't you wake me this morning?"
"You was sleeping. And I wasn't sure. And you was out late too." Ryou found it hard to link his sentences together.
"So that means you have the right to leave me here, where I'm a sitting duck for anyone to get me."
"And what do you mean by 'sitting duck' and 'anyone to get me'?" Ryou asked.
"Don't ask questions!" Bakura yelled. "You should look after me! Not like a baby but like a lover should do!"
"But, why?" As soon as Ryou finished his sentence, Bakura had hit him, causing him to fall to the floor. Ryou sat up and rested on the sofa, holding, with one hand, his pink cheek.
"I said No Questions." Bakura repeated.
Ryou had a tear fall down his cheek.
Bakura grew sympathy towards Ryou. "I'm sorry." Bakura went over and helped Ryou up and sat him and him-self on the couch.
"Its o.k." Ryou said. Still holding his cheek.
Bakura removed Ryou's hand away. He softly stoked Ryou's swore cheek. "I didn't mean to."
"I know." Ryou said with a soft smile. "I wish you could sort something out with that darker half of yours."
"Yeah." Bakura moved his hand away and looked away. "I wish I should. You now what?"
"What?"
"I think Seth had a Yami too. Just like me, I think he had a Yami in his past life, but he says he can't remember having one." Bakura informed Ryou.
"I hope his Yami isn't like yours." Ryou sighed.
"I think it might be." Bakura smirked.
Ryou looked at Bakura. "Uh-huh."
Just then Bakura pounced on Ryou.
"No Bakura! Please! Get hold of your-self!"
"Shut up!" Bakura said very coldly.
Ryou tried to kick Bakura off him but, Bakura had him pinned down on the sofa.
Bakura gave Ryou a kiss that was rough and had no meaning to Ryou.
Seto had decided not to blame Seth for the Rod's disappearing act. He had decided not to let to rein his life. Though he had no power over Seth's actions for sure now, he had to make do without.
Yami had gone for a shower as Seto sat down stairs. Seto was at the large coffee table, building a small Blue Eyes White Dragon model, not in a bottle but a big, wide jar. Seto had been working on it 3 hours a day and had been building it for weeks. Making each stick the right size and right build in strength. Seto was happy to know that he was finally going to finish it.
Yami was in the shower washing him-self and a image of Seto came to his mind. But he then realised it was Seth in his mind. Yami in his past life had a relationship with Seth.
Flash-back
Seth waited out-sided the Pharaohs room. In his priest robes, he knocked on his King's door. He heard someone call for him to enter.
Go on. This might be it….Seth's Yami told him
"I better not keep my hopes up," Seth mumbled to him-self.
Seth walked though and saw the Pharaoh, on the stone window ledge. Seth saw Atem leaning over the ledge.
"Lean out any farther my lord and you well fall out." Seth walked up to him. Once Seth was within 5 feet, he kneeled out and bowed.
Atem looked over and saw Seth bowing. "You only have to call me that by in public."
Seth looked up. "But it is only right to. Why should I get to call you by your name when others can't my Pharaoh."
Atem was touched. He walked to the bowed Seth.
Seth put his head back down. He had leaned from the other priests that you should never stand up unless your told to and you should never raise your head which Seth had just broken.
Your going to get it now. He's going to chain you up and do some sweet talking and some hard talking…Seth did a small smirk to him-self.
Atem walked up to Seth and bent to Seth. Atem saw Seth's surprised face as he looked up, and then quickly shoot his head back down. Atem remembered that he was bought up by the high priest and was told to never raise his head in bows. Atem placed one hand onto the priest's chin and bought it up.
"Your the only one I would want to be my friend." Atem pulled Seth's confused face to his lips. Atem kissed Seth. Seth had melted in him. Atem pulled away and sound a groan from Seth. He giggled lightly. "Come on. Stand priest, and show me your work."
Seth stood. What work? Ask him…
"What do you mean Pharaoh?"
Atem smiled and got his jellwery.
Seth gulped.
Atem the took off his sleeveless light dirt brown top and showed off his small chest.
Seth stared. "Shall I go?"
Atem shock his head. "No." He walked back up to Seth and took his hat off and the priest's collar so that his robes fell to the floor.
Atem smirked as for the first time in a month, since he accidentally walked into Seth's bathroom, saw the top half of Seth. His visible 6 pack abs and muscled arms.
Seth stood there. He stood tall in front of his King and then rubbed his arms.
Go on, take him on. Have him! Seth's Yami encouraged him.
"Atem," Seth whispered. Seth had worshipped Atem for years and been wanting him for ages. Ever since they where children and played in his room. Playing slaves and master'. Seth moved up to him and kissed him deeply…
End Flash-back
Yami smiled as the water fell onto his face and chest. Remembering the old times where great fun. Yami became slightly hard, remembering Seth filling him up on that clear night. Being with Seto was great, but Seto was also so personal. Yami knew that Seto had things that he won't tell him but he would never ask.
When Seto was in a mood, it would be a slow day. But when Seth had things on his mind, he would say what they where and think up his own way for a good result. Yami missed being with Seth. Even more since he moved out of Seto's and into his own flat.
Yami turned off the taps and wrapped a towel around his waist, but on a bathrobe and then a smaller towel around the back of his neck. He walked out of the shower room and walked across the room to his and Seto's room. Saying the password, he walked in and went straight to the bed and sat on it.
