Disclaimer: Have there been any games of Strip Duel Monster matches recently?!? Has Seto jumped Yugi yet? Is Malik walking around in a tiny half top? (*sigh* well that ones true) Well needless to say I do not own Yu-Gi-OH... If anyone wants to bye me a gift or anything, you should keep that in mind.

Pairings: Y/YY, Y/YY/S, B/R, *sigh* can't wait to add Jou in on the action...

Author's Note: I wanna thank Ravid for making me write this chapter... I was really stuck but with her help *grins evilly* well I think you'll find out *Big Hug* (No more nods!! ^_~ )

Quote of the day: "Hey Yug! I think I scared em!" -Joey, Oh soo cute!

Oh yea. I've also made Seto more human then most stories project him to be... I mean I understand why Kaiba could be all depressed and such, but if I were him, by that I mean owning everything in the world, had a hot (soon to be) boyfriend, and was the great at everything I did, I think that I would be at least SORT of happy with my life, even if I did have a bad childhood. I would have so much freekin fun if I got to boss everyone around like Kaiba gets too.

I mean damn if I could boss around people 30 years older then me, I would be laughing my ass off every time I had the chance. I think that he's just a normal kid that grew up faster then he wanted too, and he just has to hide his emotions for his business so much that he now thinks that everyone in the world is using him and that he needs to keep up his whole little act around everyone so it obviously kinda rubbed off on his social life. Poor hott little Seto.



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Searching





Drumming unenthusiastically on his metal briefcase sitting on his lap, Seto Kaiba stared dolefully out the window of one of his many limousines. The events of the day had caught up to him and they were taking their toll on the young brunette. The whole ordeal with Ms. Hylson had given him a splitting headache that had yet to be drowned out by the numerous aspirins that he was slowly becoming addicted to. He rested his forehead on the glass and continued his silent observation of the world that he held in the palm of his hand.

The ride home had always been one of Kaiba's favorite times of day. Even if he wouldn't admit it to himself. The calming silence had become a very important in his everyday routine and he had always been thoroughly amused by the antics of children rolling their eyes out the window as their mothers' sat in the front seat lecturing them. Teenagers that seemed to have no care in the world but being able to recite every word of every song on the radio as they drummed with enthusiasm on their steering wheels, and old men that flipped off others as they drove by in their sport cars that had probably taken their whole life to save up for.

Deep down Kaiba wished to enjoy the simple treats in life. He craved to be able to jump into one of his sport cars and drive around the strip allowing the neon lights to bathe him in the night's sky. Be able to refuse the silly invites to boring business parties that he ended up in him leaving early and getting drunk at home to scorch the thoughts of the many girls that had been so determined to become his lover and the future Mrs. Kaiba.

But every day as he stared out the window of his tinted limousine, people would give him the same look of longing as they watched the glistening black vehicle of luxury roll along side of their middle class cars. He didn't feel sorry for himself, he just wanted more...

Sighing, Kaiba tore his eyes away from the outside world and focused back on his briefcase. He propped it open and was about to type in a search for more information on the Hylson case, when he noticed that the newest icon on his desk top read 'Yugi Mouto."

Puzzlement overcame Kaiba and he immediately began to mentally list every person that could have messed with his computer. He brought up a scan and ran the new folder though it several times before dragging his mouse over to the button hesitantly to open the folder.

A couple pictures of the boy popped up on his screen along with dozens of recent articles about the attack at KaibaLand and an announcement of Bandit Keith losing his title to a sixteen-year-old kid. Kaiba skimmed through this information wondering who sent him this attachment trying hopelessly to keep his eyes from the pictures of the boy standing on the dueling platform with such a fire in his crimson eyes. Whoever went though the video clips from the duel sure knew how to pick out flattering pictures. He made a note to give a raise to the publicist down at KaibaLand.

He stopped scrolling when he reached a small two by one. It looked like a picture taken from a yearbook, and on it was his Yugi. A small forced smile was on his face. An expression akin to 'are you going to take the damn picture yet' was ornamenting his features through closed teeth. Kaiba paused and his head tilted to the side as a small but noticeable smile forced muscles to stretch back into the position he hadn't used cense this afternoon.

The car jerked and Seto was thrown out of his daze. A light blush rose to his cheeks as he realized that he had been daydreaming about what he could do with those lips. He sure as hell could make them do a lot more then cause just a slight upturn of those tantalizing petals like there was in the picture. Shaking his head and forcing the memories out of his mind once again, he scrolled down lower to the text that was written in the memo. Er...what he guessed was a memo. There it listed common information, Name, phone number, address, bithda....

Address?!?

He bit his lip and looked out the window as a tentative smile formed on his face. Why couldn't he visit Yugi Mouto? The boy did glomp him in the hospital this afternoon . . . If that didn't give him permission to stop by he could always just say he wanted to check out the duel monsters display. He was the duel monsters globule champion, why wouldn't he want to see what cards the . . . Kame Game Shop had to offer. He looked out the window to focus up at the street signs Seto was passing in the moving vehicle. He sighed, vastly disappointed when he found that Yugi lived more then several streets from where he was going...

"What the hell..."

With a quick press to his intercom button, Seto gave the driver a new address. He stared at the pictures on the screen for a while before a flush spread to his cheeks and he slammed the top down closing eyes and calming his already increased breathing. He allowed his head to fall back against the chair before his eyes shot up and he quickly checked himself almost self-consciously in a flip-out mirror.



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"Yugi."

As a shiver went down his spine as Yugi gulped at the look that Yami was giving him.

Was it possible the mysterious spirit that lived in his puzzle shared his affections of Kaiba with him? Due to the now almost overwhelming and lust filled thoughts that were leaking from the spirit's mind to his, the simple, and most obvious answer would be yes.

Yami crawled closer to him on the couch, his red eyes were soaking up the sight of the wide eyed boy in front of him, not letting any part of the being that was Yugi escape his praying eyes. Yugi shivered again as he began to feel Yami's hot breath caressing his cheek as he finally was seated next to his smaller half.

Definitely a yes...

Yugi's breath caught in his throat as he stared bashfully into the crimson eyes that seemed to be smirking at him, daring him to break eye contact.

Yugi closed his eyes slowly as Yami eliminated the small distance between them, pressing his parted lips against his own. Yugi's body gave a shutter at the actions as he closed his lips gently around the taller boy's lower lip in a heated and revealing kiss. Yami's tongue darting out to trace the curves and marveled at the shape and texture of the voluptuous boy's lips as he slowly asked permission to enter.

Gently he opened Yugi's lips with his tongue, sliding it along the younger boy's teeth and finally sinking it into his mouth completely. As their tongues touched, Yugi's soft moans nearly made Yami's resolve weaken and his desire for the delicate boy under him had him hastily sped up their kiss.

They're tongues danced inside Yugi's mouth. Yami moved his hands up to put them on both sides of his smaller half's face and slid his tongue in and out in an easier manner. He pressed Yugi gradually up against the sofa not to startle the boy and began to softly stroke his cheek gently contradicting the actions of his rather breathtaking kiss.

As he finally pinned Yugi firmly between himself and the backrest of the sofa, and deepening the kiss, Yugi's every nerve was in fire, which was a new experience for him. Yami was so powerful, so domineering that he felt thoroughly weak. Yami tasted like fire and spices and he couldn't get enough. He panted for air when the other's lips left his; the spirit took the time to explore Yugi's jaw with light nips and caresses of his tongue. Yugi quickly caught his breath and waited for the plush lips to return to his.

Yami caught on and soon Yugi felt the petal soft lips pressing against his own again. More forcefully then they had once been. This only excited him and Yugi parted his lips eagerly for the other. His tongue darting out to meet Yami's this time, sparring with it in a sensual battle, stroking it, and twining around it. He moaned into the other's firm lips as he felt those hands on his side move lower, over his chest and down towards his hips, caressing them lightly as their mouths continued to duel.

Yami's tongue was conquering his mouth, devouring everything it connected with, and he eventually surrendered control of the kiss easily to the sensual being on top of him, hanging on as waves of desire washed over him. Yami could feel Yugi's moist air coming from his nose, and caressing his skin. Their mouths were melding together furiously and their tongues twining as time seemed to be completely forgotten. Everything was lost except for the desire and need that they both felt consuming him. He ran his hands eagerly over the other's small chest threw the material of Yugi's clothes. More buckles then he liked blocked the smooth skin from his heated hands.

Yugi moaned into Yami's mouth as the spirit suckled at his lips, reaching up and applying a gentle pressure on the smaller boy's shoulders. Causing Yugi to relax and lie down on the couch underneath him. Yami sank down on top of him and rested Yugi's slim hips between his legs. Almost sitting on Yugi's hips, which of course provided him the best leverage to kiss his soul-mate breathless.

Yugi's hands reached up, one hand going around the back of Yami's neck, fingers grabbed into Yami's hair as he pulled gently on the silken mane as the desire within him swelled to greater heights. The other reached down to claw at the spirits back, pushing their bodies as close together as possible.

Yami was doing wonders to the small boy. His head was spinning form the kiss and the lack of oxygen that was being slowly sucked out from his lungs. Yami continued swirling around his in his mouth, slick tongue rubbing against his cheeks, running his god-like tongue under his lips and along his teeth. As the spirit tilted his head and brushed against the roof of his mouth, Yugi saw sparks in his eyes and felt another shiver run down his spine. But instead of disappearing, it traveled downwards . . . To a specific spot between his legs. Yami slid his hand behind Yugi's neck and pulled him harshly closer. Ferociously, he ate the Violet eyed teen. Yugi played along, surrendering to the rough caresses until he felt faint.

Yugi pulled away his mouth to gasp and pull much needed oxygen back into his lungs. He leaned his head back against the sofa and closed his eyes trying to calm himself and start to think coherently. Ooo but it was so hard... the sensations that Yami was making him feel had decided to make his mind shut down. How anyone could make him feel this good was an amazement in itself. The burning skin on the back of his neck rested softly on the cool material of the sofa under him. His neck was covered in a buckle that Yami's slender fingers had no trouble removing. The boy under him adjusted so that more of his flesh was exposed.

Yami saw this as an opportunity and lowered his lips toward the neck. His lips caressed the soft skin, and his tongue sucked on the bulge in the center. He felt Yugi groan as it vibrated against his lips, Yami moved his head around to Yugi's throat and kissed slowly down the panting boy's heavily arching chest. He looked up to see lust filled violet eyes staring at him and he reached up to lay a simple chaste kiss on his lips before returning down to Yugi's chest, taking his long fingers and caressing the boy's nipples though his shirt. He heard his love let out delicious moan and instantly swept one hand under his shirt to capture the bud between his digits.

Yugi's eyes had rolled to the back of his head. All coherent thoughts had left his mind the moment he had been lowered on his back on the sofa. Having only been kissed once before, this afternoon at that, he was most differently willing to say that this was the most intense feeling he had ever experienced as of late. He could feel buckles being removed around his chest and felt a delicious weight seated on his hips. The double feelings were doing wonders on him as he continued to make small mewls of please when his sensitive nipple was adorned. Soon cold air hit his heated flesh and he shivered from the cold before a low deep throated moan left him as he felt his chest become soaked in a hot wet sensation that made his body arc up into the wanton mouth of his crimson eyed lover.

"Mmmm... Yami...Please..."

Yami was currently kissing around Yugi's peck and his lips met with his hand as he shifted to the neglected nipple. He licked at Yugi and moaned himself when he heard the soft pleading voice calling out to him. He let his lips suck on the bud as his tongue did circles around it. Yugi groaned again.

"Oh God...





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"Here we are sir, the Kame Game Shop."

Kaiba nodded and quickly shuffled out of the limo. The whole way he ran over his excuse of why he had come. 'You wanted to see if he was alright... or if he looks angry, you just wanted to check out the local gaming shops." He knew his heart rate was way above normal and as he glanced at the 'open' sign and gripped the doorknob.

Replacing his worried look with one of indifference, he opened the door expecting to see Yugi sitting at the counter waiting for him With the jiggling bells following him inside, Kaiba looked around without delay for his tri-color haired crush. There twenty-year-old looking girl sorting though a deck of cards while sitting behind the register and four or five people seemed to be browsing though the store. Kaiba checked again and shook his head in disappointment turning around to exit the shop.

"Can I help you with something?"

Kaiba spun around to see the woman that had been seated at the register was now standing in front of him with a cheerful expression on her face. He considered for a moment asking her where Yugi Mouto was currently but again allowed himself to put on his arrogant business face and replay in his cold heartless voice.

"No."

He turned his back to her and made his way to the door. A little voice inside of his head was screaming at him to stay and find out where the boy was. He stopped as he entered the doorframe. Debate running amuck in his head.

"You're Seto Kaiba aren't you?"

Kaiba turned again with a small smirk plastered on his face confirming the young woman's guess.

"Why are you here?" She had a look of bewilderment on her face and the cards she had been holding had already fallen to the floor. "Why would you come to this shop?"

Kaiba sighed. Why did he come here? What idiotic part of his brain had convinced him to come to this second rate dueling shop to vainly search for someone that had been sick in a hospital and been perhaps unwilling participated in a very steamy make out session? Someone that had made his whole body burn in ways that he hadn't thought were physically possible? Someone who's hot little hands had left scratch marks down his chest and purple bruises down his neck?

...Why was he doubting himself for coming here again? Why the hell didn't he steal the damn boy from the hospital and make him his personal sex slave?!? Stupid! Stupid!!

Snapping himself from his deranged train of thoughts he fished for a reasonable answer to her question.

B "I was looking for someone. You wouldn't happen to know where Yugi Mouto is currently would you?"

Kaiba mentally hit himself for the pitifully hopeful waver in his voice. The woman looked at him strangely and then a look of understanding crossed her face.

"Oh you wanna see Yugi? Because he got attacked at your theme park right?"

Kaiba's face lit up with relief.

"Yes, yes of coarse! I just would like to see how he is fairing now that he's been released. Don't need any extra law suites you know!"

'Holy Fuck! Shut up! You sound like a five year old with her hand in a god damned cookie jar!' Kaiba shook his head.

"Do you know where he his?"

The woman nodded [oops?] and after picking up her cards walked back around to the counter she was sitting at when he first came in.

"Sure do! Him and his grandpa live right upstairs. I think the little buggers up there now sleeping or something. His grandpa just left to go to America. I offered to watch their shop for him since little Yug has to go to school and everything."

Kaiba nodded in understanding, [*shakes head* I think what you have is addictive . . . sorry . . . ignore that.] he had stopped listening once the words 'He's upstairs' came to his mind. The person who had occupied more time then work had, which was in itself, was an accomplishment, was right upstairs. Waiting for him. That though had him quickly inquiring how to get up.

"Oh um . . . go through that door over there, the one with the dark magician poster on it. There's a stairwell in there. Say hi to the little punk for me."

The woman had relaxed considerably the shock of seeing the handsome billionaire wearing off after seeing him blush in front of her. She shook her head in amusement and the tall young man almost skipped to the location of the stairs. Picking up her cards and starting to reorganize them she shook her head again with a small smile coming to her lips.

"Teenagers..."



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Author's Notes:

School sucks . . . Sorry this took so long. My teacher caught me skipping math for wood-shop so my mom stole my computer for a while. Well I got it back and posted this ASAP cause I felt bad for not updating for so long. This isn't really as long as it was going to be but I guessed that if I waited any longer at least one person would personally kill me. -_- I will try and get the next one up a lot sooner then it took me to do this one! Algebra II really dose suck ass though.

Oh yea! I got my first flame ^ - ^ I don't know why but when I read it I was all happy! I guess it's the final step to becoming a FF.net writer... I still feel bad for people who are in denial and thinkin that Seto and the rest of the Yu-Gi-Oh boys are straight... Oh well...I was a little disappointed on the un-insulting ness of it though. Please if you're going to flame my story make it good.

"I think I am going to THROW UP! As a matter of fact I am about to throw up. JUST WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!"

Um . . . I guess I was thinking about how hot Ryou and Bakura are? Mmmm Bakura being all dominant and having Ryou beg for him! I was definitely thinking that I needed some cute little gay friends to play with...*sigh* It would be so fun. I could feed my exes to them...