Title: My Blue Eyes
Rating: This chapter would be PG-15ish
Disclaimer: Nope, I didn't have anything on the boys. Unless someone sent me a belated Birthday gift
SORRY! Oh, and I didn't even want to put this up today. It's not really done at all, it went on forever though! I figured you guys would rather me update now and get the rest up in like in the coarse of this week, so this chapter is the beginning of the next one. I did promise a bit more action…
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All he wanted was a little celebration.
He'd gotten under the skin of that cocky little midget of a pharaoh, had that blond boy Jou practically shivering in fear at the near thought of him, and he had an appointment to collect the millennium puzzle this afternoon.
Life was going great.
So naturally,he wanted justa little celebration.
"Common Ryou," Bakura said while pressing up tightly against Ryou's back. "You can't stay mad at me forever." He slowly nipped at the white of his light's exposed neck and trailed his tongue up to the shell of his ear. "You can't blame me forh the pharaoh's tiny little temper tantrum."
Ryou was trying very hard to ignore his hotter half grinding into him. He was trying to cook a normal breakfast and had to keep reminding himself exactly why he was ignoring Bakura.
Bakura was doing a very good job trying to make him forget. The soft tongue on his ear was becoming frightfully annoying and slowly making him loose any sense of what was going on.
With a forced surge of concentration, Ryou flipped his egg and sucked in a gasp of air he hadn't known he had been needing as Bakura brushed his stomach with a extended hand.
'NO. No no nonono. He's a complete asshole. Total and complete 'I'll completely humiliate you for my own sick pleasure" asshole. Think of yesterday. He doesn't care about anything! Think about how he completely embarrassed you. TWICE! He's an asshole. He threatened Yugi when he was sick, almost jumped Jou in the bathroom and then practically shoved Jou in the laundry room! Think of Jou's face when he saw you. His shocked expression. His mouth hanging open in disgust. GOD! You hate him! Hate. Hate. Hate. Asshole. Asshole. ASSHOLE!'
With a clenched jaw and his disturbing mantra playing in his head, 'Asshole asshole asshole,' Ryou clenched his jaw. His thoughts were mainly focused on Jou's disgusted face, Yami or whatever's stupid knowing look and Bakura's laughing face as he endured his passed humiliation. Fully content on resisting EVERY effort Bakura put into his seduction. He would anticipate his every move, his every lick, his every... "oOooohh"
Ryou's whole body shuttered.
GOD those hands. They were everywhere. That tongue Melting him from the outside. That hard firm body that was pressing against him oh so tightly…
"Bakura." Ryou sighed breathlessly as Bakura breathed his hot, warm breath in his ear.
Bakura pressed even harder against him. "Yesssss…" He hissed, tongue curling in the shell of Ryou's ear making his heart pound and his knees weaken.
Closing his eyes in submission, Ryou leaned back into the heavy weight of Bakura. Two strong arms slowly and lightly wrapped themselves around the edge of his hips, brushing against the area where his shirt was slowly bunching up. Ryou was trying to resist, really he was, but as he leaned his head back and Bakura began nipping at his neck he was lost.
How could he be helped from remembering the shocking firmness of Bakura's mouth – the hot thickness of the strong, masculine tongue, probing into his own mouth, seeking out the corners, and drinking the tastes. He felt again the tight muscles of Bakura's legs as they slid between his thighs, his body flexing under his grip as he begged and pleaded for more. He really didn't want to, but he also remembered the feel of Bakura's perfect hands, caressing him everywhere – Ryou's control threatened to desert him as Bakura's hips rubbing up against his groin; he leaned back as a hand slid lower down his abdomen, Ryou shuddered as he thought of Bakura's hand slipping into his tight jeans to fondle his cock…
"AHHAAH!"
With a jump, Ryou pulled away from Bakura's tight grip and quickly ran to the sink to rinse his hand from the burning egg that had just jumped out at him. With another startled cry he quickly returned for the pot and rinsed it's burnt continents down the drain.
He shot a sharp glare at Bakura before throwing the pot into the dishwasher and making his way upstairs with loud stomps that threatened to shake the house.
Bakura growled. There he goes, his celebration plans fucking up because Ryou was all upset. All upset because of nothing. So fucking what! He pissed off Ryou's stupid friends that he met what, a week ago? Ryou never had friends, why the sudden upset in normality? He'd done much more then threaten all the other people Ryou had tried to get close to. What was so special about Yugi and his little pack rat of friends. If that little punk didn't have the millennium puzzle his little tri-colored ass would be so gone. And Jou….
Oooo, Jou was soooo lucky. ANY other circumstance and that boy would be thrown into the shadow realm sooo fast even he'd be wondering where the hell that boy went to.
He was damn lucky he and the pharaoh were so close.
And of course it helped that he was hot…
Bakura's eyes flashed in frustration. He ground his teeth making the sound of a scratching chalkboard as he gave his most menacing glare at the ceiling from the corner of his eye. His hands rested on his hips and his legs were spread slightly, jutting out one of his hips.
Yea. Great. GREAT course of thinking. The pharaoh's stupid friend is hot. That was almost laughable. As a matter of fact it is.
Bakura laughed and abruptly stopped. Yea… not really in the mood for the gut clenching laugh that should have been entertained by that thought. He growled as he looked up at the top of the stairs that Ryou had ran threw. The thought of Jou made his gut clench. He didn't care how much he liked Jou's stupidly innocent eyes, his annoying "I'll protect you" act and his even more pathetic tough guy act. That kid was just so confused.
He smirked.
The things he could do to that kid. His smirked widened. He could do so many things to that little piece of blonde boy ass that his virginlittle head couldn't even dream of.
A crude smile appeared on his lips as an entertaining thought popped into his head. Ryou, most assuredly the most innocent looking of the group save Yugi, (who he was pretty sure was getting some action from the pharaoh by now) was definitely the one who was least fitting of the title. The fact that that loud mouth, egotistical blonde punk was more fitting of being called innocent then his own sweet looking Ryou was a thought too entertaining to share to himself.
Ryou!
He was answered with Ryou's mind almost politely blocking him out.
He growled as he picked up a dull looking apple that was lying in a basket on the counter. Whatever. Now he had an excuse to tease Ryou in front of his friends. With an almost happy grin on his face, Bakura began imagining pictures to store for later use against Ryou.
Jou lying naked on a bed with a stunned expression on his face as he crawled up his lightly tanned body. Jou squirming as he touched him in places he wouldn't have though of with his own week little mind… Jou choking on his swollen cock as he thrust repeatedly into that sweet mouth, all traces of that overconfident grin gone as he forced Jou to swallowed him whole tugging at his head of blonde hair. Mmm, the thought of Jou laying bound with a thick leather strap, arms struggling against the bound as Ryou tortured him mercilessly with his hot pink little tongue. Ryou tracing the lines of his stomach as Jou shuttered in pleasure and mewed how amazing it felt. The thought of seeing Jou begging for him to join them in their play…
Bakura shuttered, absently rubbing the crotch of his pants.
Jou whimpering as he took him. His tough guy facades disappearing as he begged to be torn in half. The sweat of Jou's skin tasting much more salty then his sweet Ryou's. His thick blonde hair being thrown back repeatedly revealing that delicious looking neck that he would mark his own with vigor as he pounded the struggling Jou threw the mattress or whatever surface they had fallen onto…
With a start Bakura quickly snapped out of his…thoughts as he felt Ryou's lock on their mind weaken.
/…/
Bakura rolled his eyes. Oh, so now you want to talk to me.He took another bite of the apple and without even thinking about being embarrassed sent Ryou his "naked tied up Jou" fantasy.
This time he literally heard Ryou shriek from his upstairs bedroom and felt Ryou throw him out of any recess of his mind.
Bakura laughed. He took another bite of his apple and with a quick glance up to where he knew Ryou was, he appeared next to his wide-eyed light.
Ryou was sitting on his bed with one of his pant legs half pulled on. When Bakura appeared next to him he turned red and quickly pulled on the other leg on and zipped up his pants. With a soft glare he pushed past Bakura and pulled a random shirt from his closet, throwing it over his head.
Bakura was standing in front of him when his head poked out form the shirt hole and he jumped backwards almost falling backwards. Bakura stilled him, having Ryou hover awkwardly in mid fall.
His eyes grew huge and he flew his arms around wildly trying to gain his balance. Bakura stepped closer and took another bite of his apple leaning ridiculously close to Ryou's face, huge smile planted on his face.
Ryou stopped moving and clenched his fists at his side. "Let. Me. Go. Right. Now."
Bakura leaned closer and studied Ryou's face again. Smirking as he held out the half eaten apple close to Ryou's mouth. His eye brows were raised and his smile still present. The expression on his face read "Hey! I'm nice! Eat this apple!"
Ryou struggled against whatever invisible force was keeping his still. "BAKURA!" he screamed, "If you don't let me go this second…"
Bakura backed away, taking another bite. He gave Ryou a un-amused look before sitting on the bed and waving his free hand towards the general direction of his pissed off lover. He picked up a magazine from the floor and opened up to a article on a sexy pirate as he laid on his stomach on Ryou's bed.
Ryou fell to the floor on his bottom with a startled "Oh!" He was sprawled out deliciously on the floor, his legs spread and his arms supported on his elbows with a startled look on his face. Bakura smirked secretly as he watched his pissed light from the corner of his eye.
Ryou stood up quickly glaring at Bakura as if wishing he could do some sort of damage to his cocky live in personality. Instead he walked up and ripped the magazine out of his hand. Scowling at the picture of Johnny as it landed with a whisper of crinkling paper on the floor.
Bakura shot his head up. Anger clearly written on his face. Ryou ignored it and met the sharp glare. "How did you do that."
Bakura breathed out heavily and rolled over and off the bed making his way back to the kitchen.
"Bakura!"
He didn't stop and continued to make his way down the steps.
Ryou shook his head hard."Nooooo! NO way! You can't go and switch it around! I'm mad at YOU!" Bakura stopped and in seconds was standing several inches taller hovering over Ryou. Trying hard not to back down and show any hint of the nervousness that swept threw him he continued, "You can't just go around doing whatever you want all the time! You can't just go around messing with peoples lives, messing with their thoughts!" He paused and looking down at the floor and much less confidently said barley above a whisper as he looked up into Bakura's eyes. "Not even mine."
Bakura crossed his arms, apple lost. "Oh, oh really?" he looked around as if looking for something. He then leaned centimeters from Ryou's face and grinned. "Because you see Ryou, I don't see anyone going to stop me from doing whatever I want," he pulled Ryou closer, "With whoever and whenever I want"
He then jumped forward and kissed Ryou hard on the lips before disappearing from site.
Ryou screamed. He grabbed two fistfuls of his white hair and then screamed as loud as his voice would allow him as he sank to his knees on the floor.
"YOU ASSHOLE!"
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"Jou," Yugi whispered, poking at his best friend. "Wake up."
Jou flung his hand over his eyes and kicked at his sheets. "Go away, it's Sunday!" he mumbled trying to roll himself into the back of the couch.
"Oh common Jou, it's almost 11'oclock in the morning." Yugi said as he sat down on the couch, poking Jou repeatedly until he removed his arm to glare at him.
"I made breakfast…" Yugi said suggestively.
Jou groaned stretching his legs. "Pancakes?"
"With chocolate chips and apple butter syrup."
Jou pulled a pillow over his face and yawned loudly. He let it slide to the floor and dramatically flung his arm over his forehead. "Fine." He said running his hand threw his hair. "Give me a minute will ya, Ya can't just someone up and expect them to jump awake for ya."
Yugi hopped off the couch and made his way back to the kitchen. "Okay," He called, " I just thought I'd wake you before Yami ate all the bacon."'
Jou groaned again. "Bacon, you didn't say anything about bacon…"
Sluggishly Jou got up from his make-shift bed and stumbled after Yugi sporting another huge yawn. He slipped into a stool seated by Yami and nodded his hello as he filled up his plate with a heaping portion of chocolate chip pancakes. He stared at his food almost as in wonder before stuffing a huge bite in his mouth. He grabbed the syrup and the bacon from in front of Yami and smeared it over his plate.
Yugi grabbed a plate and carefully placed two pancakes on his plate using the spears on his fork. He had a very concentrating look on his face as he spread a square of butter on his pancakes and covered his entire plate. He then snatched the syrup from Jou's clutches and poured the sweet sauce on the edge of the plate, trying to keep it from touching the rest of his food. Yami watched as Yugi cut a small bite from the two-stacked pancakes and dipped the morsel of food into the pool of syrup and slowly twirled his fork until the whole bite was smothered.
Yami licked his lips.
Yugi lazily opened his mouth and was about to eat his bite when he saw Yami staring intently at him. Before he even had the chance to flush, some other side of him made him slowly lick his lips and suggestively put his fork in his mouth as he kept his eye contact with Yami.
He chewed and swallowed slowly and teasingly licked his plump bottom lip.
Yami watched hypnotized. His eyes narrowed to slits and he gave Yugi a look full of naughty promises.
When Jou noticed the silent conversation going on, he looked from Yugi to Yami. Yugi instantly dropped his gaze and blushed heavily as Yami continued to stare heatedly at him. Yami stood silently and still keeping his eyes on Yugi and exited the room.
Jou swallowed the bite he was chewing and shook his fork in the direction Yami left.
"You really trust that guy? I don't like him, he give me this creepy weird feeling inside."
Yugi glanced back up at where Yami had just left and nodded slowly in agreement. He shivered from the warm feeling from the pit of his stomach as he thought about Yami's fierce red eyes.
"Yea, really weird feeling…"
Jou leaned across the table intent on feeling Yugi's forehead. "You feeling alright buddy?" Yugi dodged his extended hand and poked it lightly with his syrupy fork. "You aren't looking to hot Yug, common let me just see." Yugi glared and gave him a threatening look as he held up the fork when seeing Jou's hand about to approach.
Jou sighed. "Ya, whatever. I'm not letting your crazy grandpa kill me when you keel over. Me and you don't have a perfect history you know. I've been knows to mumble a few quite intimidating death threats you know."
Yugi shrugged. "Yea, I'm sure. He wouldn't believe you could do anything anyways." He ate another bite as the corner of his lips curved up as he tried to hide his smile. Swallowing, he grinned outright. "Grandpa helped train you…He knows you don't have the brains to kill as much as a kuriboh, never the less anything else…"
Jou let his mouth hang open in feigned shock. "Why Yugi? Was that an insult?" Yugi laughed to himself as he shoved another bite in his mouth. "No, no I'm serious. Yugi. Little Yugi. Just insulted me!" He placed a hand to his own forehead. "I guess I'm the one that's getting sick." His face had a horrible looking worried expression on his face.
Yugi laughed harder this time, spilling a piece of food from his mouth. Jou leaned across to him over the table. "No for real Yugi! Touch my face! Am I burning up?"
Yugi entertained Jou by reaching out to touch his forehead and Jou quickly reached round and knocked Yugi with the flat of his palm on the back of his head. Yugi just laughed harder and tried to reach out and slap Jou himself but Jou jumped out of the way.
He picked up a pancake and threw it with pretty good aim at the back of Jou's head. Well… it was the back of his head till he turned around and had the whole thing hit him square in the face.
Yugi gasped mouth wide open and quickly covered his mouth with his hands to stop the laughter from encouraging Jou to retaliate. Jou tilted his head to the side and as he peeled the hotcake form his face with a clicking sound of his tongue.
As he let the pancake drop to the floor he looked at Yugi with a dark, evil look. Yugi clasped his hands over his mouth tighter to help the laughter from pouring out. It looked as if all of it was escaping threw his eyes as they grew as large as saucers and his whole upper body shook.
"OooOoooh," Jou shook his head slowly. "Oh you are soooo gonna get it now."
With that Yugi burst out laughing and dodged Jou's wild run around the table. With a particularly loud bark of laughter, Yugi turned into the living room and jumped over the back of the couch. Jou entered the room and glared at him.
Not being able to resist the temptation Yugi slowly stuck out his pink tongue. He hardly had time to retrieve it before Jou was half way over the couch. Yugi screamed as he un-successfully tried to get out of the way.
"WHAT are you two doing?"
Jou seemed to literally freeze in midair before falling straight down on the couch. Yugi backed away from Jou and gave a sheepish grin at Yami as he twirled his fingers in front of him.
"Uhhhhh, nothing." He put every ounce of innocence into his dazzling smile. He saw Jou glare at him as he wiped a spot of syrup off his face. "We were just fooling around."
Yami just shook his head and went into the kitchen. Jou ate half of the pancake he still in his hand and by the time Yugi jumped next to him on the couch he had finished it off.
"Soooo, you ready to watch Yami and uh….Bakura battle? I bet it'll be amazing!" Jou licked his pointer finger and nodded. Yugi continued excited, "I've only seen Ryou battle a few times at school, he did really good but I bet Bakura will be something out of this world!"
Jou raised an eyebrow at Yugi's giddy behavior. "Yea" he said slowly, "I bet it'll be great but… you don't seem so worried about it at all. It didn't exactly sound like a friendly invitation ya know. You really think it's gonna just be another friendly game?" He paused and looked Yugi in the face. "Cause Yug, that duel with you and Keith… that scared the living crap out of me. The way that guy acted… you could just tell the whole thing wasn't right ya know?"
Jou shook his head and looked down at his lap. "I mean, I'm not an expert on either of your guys' little jewelry people, but are you sure they're really…" He lowered his voice and shot a quick glance at the kitchen. "Are you sure they're really safe?"
Yugi looked to where Yami had disappeared in the kitchen. He really didn't know anything about Yami and he knew close to nothing about Bakura. He sighed as he looked down at his hands. For all he knew, this whole situation could turn out to be a huge disaster. Look what happened last time a duel got heated.
He looked back up at Jou and shrugged.
"I guess we'll just have to wait and find out."
Both of them were silent until Yami reappeared into the living room. He sat down opposite the couch began to sort threw the deck Yugi had created with his grandfathers help. Yugi watched with interest as Yami sorted the cards into piles. He couldn't really tell what category the piles were, but he watched with interested until Yami laid down the Blue Eyes White Dragon.
Jou whistled. "I still can't believe Gramps had that card." He shook his head and laughed lightly. "Actually, I can't believe that I've even had a change to look at that card up close. It's like the rarest card in the game isn't it? Like isn't it the only one?"
Yugi shook his head. "No. I mean yea its really rare, but I think there's like four or five of them in the game." He smiled. "But it really is awesome isn't it." He smiled up brightly at Jou and then looked at Yami who was gazing at him a little two warmly for normal conversation. He cleared his throat, defiantly NOT thinking about yesterday…
Yami continued sorting the cards and when he was done, he put them all in a stack and shuffled his deck. "We really should leave early if we want to get a dueling arena by 1."
Jou nodded and then snorted.
"Too bad your not actually friends with that Kaiba jerk. He sure would be a great person to have right now." He smiled. "You could of threatened to go public about what happened last week since it's been so covered up and all. Maybe he'll give you some sort of life long membership or something!"
Yugi's eyes looked up and caught Yami's. Yami's lips curved up into a wicked smile.
Yugi's staggered. "Uhh…"
Yami stood up and smiled sinisterly at Jou who didn't seem to know what thoughts were playing between the two other boys.
"Why Jou, I do believe that is the most intelligent thing I have ever heard come out of your mouth." With that he clasped Yugi on the shoulder and pulled the smaller boy with him over to the phone.
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Ryou balled up a rag in his hand and with a determined look, tossed it towards the empty laundry basket. He had just finished cleaning the wall with Bakura's blue handprints stained all over, and had scrubbed the abused washing machine free of any detergents and other, fluids.
The blue stained rag landed on the floor with an almost mocking 'squat.' With a sigh he walked over, picked it up, and dropped it effortlessly into the basket.
He flicked the light off and made his way into his spotless living room, looking for anything he could clean or straighten. When nothing presented its self, he groaned and fell into his big comfy couch allowing himself to sink bonelessly into the cushions.
After a moment he rolled over on his stomach and pressed his face tightly against the pillows. He wondered after a while if it would be alright to scream as loud as he wanted for some sort of release. Deciding against it (Damn Neighbors) He rolled back over and stared blankly at the ceiling. He began forming the textures and bumps into recognizable designs until he formed on accident a figure that somewhat matched the thought Bakura had popped in his head earlier.
Closing his eyes tightly for a moment, he allowed himself to relax. Letting the muscles in his arms and legs loose the tension he didn't even know he had held in them. With a sigh he looked back up at the ceiling.
He wasn't mad. Not really. Hurt was really the word for it. The past few days had been a mix of emotions. The whole magic Millennium ring having a somehow related Millennium puzzle complete with another live in spirt! He was also still coming to terms with his new relationship with Bakura, not to mention the stupid nervous feeling he got in his stomach whenever Jou even so much as looked at him.
And now? Now Bakura had to go and play his whole, "I'm the future ruler of the world, fear me" mode. He was used to that one, but Ryou had never actually felt violated by anything Bakura had done to him. Sure he pushed away all of the friends he used to have and frightened his very own father into thinking there was something very wrong with him. But for some reason he hadn't really ever held any major resentment for any of that.
But today. Today he felt like everything that seemed to be pressing down on him was Bakura's fault. He couldn't stand to think of what Bakura was planning with Yugi's puzzle spirit, he couldn't even begin to deal the fact that Jou caught him in the Bathroom yesterday, and now he couldn't even talk to Bakura about anything. Probably the worst thing was that he just felt like his whole world was falling in around him even though in some corner of his mind he knew that it really, it wasn't that bad.
He sighed again.
God, if only he hadn't gone to the hospital yesterday. Better yet, he shouldn't have ever gone with Yugi last week to KaibaLand at all! He would have been so much better off if he had just kept to himself like he had been doing for the past couple of years. He groaned again as he recalled the shocked look on Jou's face for the 100th billion time. He hated that this was the thing that was bothering him the most. Of all the people in the world though, why did Jounouchi have to be the one who walked threw those doors. ANYONE would have been better.
A beeping sound went off next to his side and he brought his watch up to his eyelevel.
12o'clock already.
Rolling off the couch he marched up the stairs two at a time to grab his Duel Monsters deck. He was reaching for the stack of cards when he felt Bakura's presence materialize next to him.
Bakura brushed past him gently and picked up the deck of cards sitting on Ryou's dresser. He looked at Ryou as if waiting for some sort of argument or disapproving look, but Ryou just turned and entered the bathroom.
Bakura sighed as he slipped his hand into his pocket. He grinned as he slipped a few 'additions' into Ryou's deck and slipped the whole deck in an unseen pocket of his shirt. Hearing the water going off in the bathroom and the light sound of Ryou brushing his teeth, Bakura went to Ryou's closet and picked out a much more appropriate outfit then the barley tight tee-shit and baggy cargo pants Ryou had thrown on in his fit this morning. With an almost longing look at the bathroom door Bakura disappeared again, cards and all, back into the ring.
When Ryou walked out of the bathroom whipping his mouth dry on a washcloth, he saw the blue silk looking button down shirt lying on his bed with a pair of snug fitting blue jeans next to them. He allowed himself a stupid smirk before slipping off his shirt and reaching for his zipper.
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Seto Kaiba was viciously pulled from his dreamless sleep by the loud banging on his door. His eyes squinting away from the unyielding light and he turned on his stomach, stretching his hands out above his head and letting out a whimpering yawn.
"SET-OH!"
He growled dangerously as he pulled a pillow tight around his head blocking out the sound of Mokuba's screaming.
"SETO! You better Pray that when I open this door your not in there!"
Kaiba allowed his eyes to open in the semi- dark confines of his pillow. When they were adjusted enough to the rimmed brightness of his room, he rolled over and sat up. The banging grew consistently louder as Mokuba tried his hardest to knock down the double doors keeping him locked out.
He quickly took in that it was much earlier in the day then he normally woke up and began his day. Realizing he must have slept in he quickly rolled out of bed.
"DAMMIT!"
Kaiba jumped away from the mess of scattered plastic he had just stepped on. As he clenched his teeth he saw that it was the remains of his alarm clock. Remembering now, it came back to him that he had woken earlier this morning to the Pachelbel Cannon and had promptly smashed the alarm to pieces before passing out again. Realizing he must be incredibly behind schedule he shook awake his computer with the mouse and glared at the time.
"SETO! IS THAT YOU?" The banging increased. "I JUST HEARD YOU YELL NOW OPEN THE DOOR!"
He glanced at the door before he slammed down the top to his laptop which had just informed him that it was quarter till one and strode over to unlock the door. Mokuba had his fist ready and his mouth open ready for another good scream just as he opened the door.
Mokuba's face lit up. "Oh. Good morning Seto!"
Seto huffed. "Oh yes." He drawled as he rubbed his temples. "The beginnings of a perfect day." He left the door open as he made his way back into his room, Mokuba bouncing behind him.
"That nice old lady from your office today called you know." He jumped on Kaiba's bed as his brother began getting dressed. "Everyone thought you were dead because you're never late."
Seto growled. "I can be late whenever I want to. I run the company."
Mokuba scrunched up his nose as he spotted the broken plastic and metal near the bed. He looked up at Kaiba who was pulling a tie around his collar. "This the remains of your alarm clock? That why you didn't wake up?" He leaned down with his head and arms hanging off the bed and began playing with the broken pieces of the dial.
Kaiba didn't reply as he hooked his belt around his pants at his quickest speed. He grabbed a pair of black socks and his black shoes and came to sit down besides Mokuba.
As he wiggled his toes into his socks he saw Mokuba reach out to a sharp piece of the unfortunate alarm. With his quick reflexes, he grabbed Mokuba's hand. "Leave that alone."
Mokuba pulled his hand back almost looking mad before he laid back down on the bed. "Sorry big brother." Seto began putting his shoes on as Mokuba stared off at the window.
"So did Ellease say anything important?"
Mokuba scrunched up his nose and looked at Kaiba in confusion. "Ellease?"
"My secretary, Ms. Brock." He finished lacing up his shoe. "Did she need me for anything important?" He went over to his walk-in bathroom.
Mokuba shook his head. "I don't think so. She just was worried that you might have gotten in an accident or something, cause you hadn't come into the office yet."
"Mmm." Seto replied.
Mokuba heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom and slipped off the bed. Talking rather loudly to allow Kaiba to here him he said quickly said, "I'm gong to have Britt cook you some breakfast. "
Mokuba herd Seto spit into a sink and reply with, "Don't bother." He exited the room and ran down the stares to get Britt to cool up something quick.
Seto wiped his mouth on a towel and ran his hands threw his hair. A large chunk in the back was standing straight up and he hurriedly grabbed a comb and tamed it with a glob of mousse. Satisfied with his appearance he closed the bathroom door and packed up his laptop. He looked shocked for a moment as he saw his briefcase wasn't in its normal spot, he looked around furiously for it and just couldn't seem to find it. Deciding there wasn't anything extremely important in there that he hadn't already scanned into his computer, he locked the door to his room, buzzed for his limo and made his way quickly to the stairs.
Mokuba was standing next to the door with a brown paper bag and a mug waiting for him. With a smile he followed Seto to the front door
"Uh, your secretary Ellie or something, called again. I told her you were here and that you were coming in late." Kaiba nodded and took the bag and a sip of the warm coffee. "She said to call her as soon as you can."
Kaiba nodded again. "Thank you Mokuba." Mokuba stopped at the door and called out to his brothers retreating back.
"No Problem Seto!"
Seto turned around and actually stopped to give him a small wave in which Mokuba returned with a 1000-watt smile and a frantically flying wrist. As he turned back around and got into his limo he grinned felling as if today was going to be a great day.
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"KaibaLand. This is Kiko speaking. How may I help you?"
Seto glanced at his watch and kept tapping his pencil. "Yes. This is Seto Kaiba. I'd like to speak to who ever it is I have running that place. A short white haired man with glasses, Kapka I believe?"
"Oh! Yes Sir. Mr. Kapka. Right away sir." There was a pause. "Um, I have to put you on hold for a moment is that alright sir?"
Kaiba rolled his eyes and watched the eraser shavings bounce wit his tapping. "Yes that's fine. Just hurry."
Kiko transferred him quickly enough, and he soon had the other man on the phone.
"Mr. Kaiba. Good to hear from you. What can I help you with."
"Well Kapka, I'm on my way down from KaibaCorp now." He glanced down at a pad of paper he had been looking at before calling. "My secretary told me she transferred a call to you?"
"A call from your personal office correct?" There was the soft sound of shuffling of paper. And an exclamation of him remembering the call. "Oh yes… A kid called. Yugi Mouto, he called around 12. He wanted to talk to you about getting a dueling arena for him and some of his friends."
Kaiba began his tapping again. "Yes and…"
"Well Sir. I told him that I couldn't get a hold of you and he started apologizing for bothering me. He almost hung up the phone before I told him I could reserve him with one of our public dueling areas at 1:45, which was about, fifteen minuets ago. As a matter of fact…" There was a pause and Kaiba heard the man tapping at his keyboard. "yep, Yugi Mouto vs opponent Ryou Bakura. They've just stepped on the platforms sir."
"Very good Kapka. I won't forget your helpfulness." He tapped on the window for the driver to speed it up. "I'll be there in about 5 minuets. I want a front row spot at the arena waiting for me."
He heard Kapka sigh. "Well Mr. Kaiba. I'll see what I can do. Those two caused quite a scene before there duel. The whole place is watching their duel." He paused again. "Don't worry though, we'll get you in."
"Excellent."
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"Oh common Anzu! You have to see us. We're right in the middle! Next the big guy in pink. NO! I told you were on the left side! Common, they're about to start!" Jou laughed as he watched Honda help Anzu and Weevil find them threw the thick crowd. "Yea! Yea, where they were fighting befor… YEA! YEA! I SEE YOU!" Honda jumped up and down waving his hand in the direction of where ever he saw the two. Jou glanced over a few heads and spotted weevils gross looking green hair coming their way.
"Yea. Uh hu, see ya in a sec." Honda clasped his cell phone shut and waved once again at the pushing duo.
Honda grabbed Jou around his arms and shook him roughly. "This is so exciting!" He grinned as he looked around at the head to head crowd. "Look at all these people! You'd think they were famous!"
Jou grinned up at Yugi at the platform. Well, actually at Yami. Yugi and Ryou met at the front entrance and after exchanging their hellos, both of them allowed their spirits to possess them.
Yea. Bad idea.
They had caused so much attention that before they had even made their way to the dueling arena that Yami had convinced Yugi into getting, they were already threatening with physical violence. Well, Bakura was at least. It sounded so weird hearing stuff like that come out of Ryou's mouth, even if he did know it wasn't the Ryou he knew speaking.
It Kind of made him hot…
"Wow! This place is so packed! I swear I just like saw the mayor over there at the pizza stand!" Anzu swept her fingers threw her hair and looked around excitedly. " This is so awesome!" She turned to Weevil and pushed his roughly. "And you didn't even want to come! Gosh! I'm so excited!" She started jumping up and down when she looked up at the platform trying to get Yugi's attention.
"HEY! YUGI! YUGI! OVER HERE!" She looked over at Jou who was just staring at her. "Don't look at me like that." She glared at him and continued jumping and waving.
Jou raised a brow and scooted away. "That girls gone mental."
Honda nodded in agreement and shushed as everyone around them seemed to quite as the score board lit up. Exited whispers bounced around them as Anzu continued to jump up and down, attempting to get "Yugi's" attention.
As Yugi and Ryou both pulled their hands, Honda tilted his head towards Jou keeping his eyes on the field. "Soo uh… who exactly are we supposed to route for?"
Jou blinked, and then shrugged his shoulders as Bakura laid the first card on the field.
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Kaiba tired. He really did.
He really didn't want to have to go make a scene just to get threw this dense crowd of moronic people who would, just. not. move. out. of. his. way.
"Oie! Watch it there ya lumbrin idiot!"
See. Impossible.
After having been informed with the information of Yugi's duel, Kaiba had arrived on location in a record time. As he was pulling into the lot, he was shocked at the amount of groups of people who were all entering the building. There were three security guards at the entrance that were blocking the entrance. The one man who had the unfortunate job of informing Kaiba of the fire codes being broken was finally forced to back down as Kaiba walked in the building and threw an unsuspecting male out in his place.
The news of Yugi Mouto's victory against Bandit Keith was enough to get the new, unsuspecting duelist's picture in every paper. And now, with the combined fact that on the night of his surprising victory, he was brutally attacked and hospitalized on the grounds of one of the most family centered entertainment center, well, it was almost enough to consider him a somewhat celebrity…Well, at least that's what the new reporter was saying as Kaiba had waltzed past. The whole thing was insane.
It was common knowledge in Domino that the best duel monster players showed up on occasion to battle in one of much more private dueling arenas that were built for those in the elite dueling circles. But to have the new international dueling champion playing right in one of the public center arenas? Yea, not working out too good…
Kaiba's teeth clenched as spun around to face the purpled haired imbecile that probably wouldn't be able to spell lumbering idiot if he tried. Kaiba's broad shoulders heaved in his frustration as his eyes glared the young man down. The kid wasn't paying attention to him anymore though. His eyes were lit up and his mouth was hanging open.
Kaiba frowned and turned around looking for the closest screen showing the duel. The shock was evident on his face as he watched the shy boy he had seen in the bathroom yesterday laughing insanely on the screen. The boy…Bakura, it was, had his head thrown back with his white hair standing in ever direction on his head. The boy was shouting something and then threw a card down dramatically on the field with an insane look flashing in his eye.
Kaiba looked over the crowd to see the last traces of Yugi's Fera Imp being swept to the graveyard as a man eating bug viciously dissolved the both of them.
With a new burst of determination he began plowing threw the crowd, pushing over whoever was in his way. He was absolutely determined not to miss one more second in this duel. He was halfway threw the crowd when he knocked particularly hard as almost knocked over…
"Watch it creep!" Kaiba's eyes winced as he heard that particular voice. He slowly turned around. "Who the heck do you think…" Jou's eyes popped open. "YOU!" Jou grabbed Kaiba round the arm.
Honda and the rest of them turned around to see a very stunned Jou and Kaiba facing each other down. "What the hell are you doing here!" Jou screamed.
Kaiba pulled his arm away from Jou's grasp not willing to have a discussion at this point. "I OWN 'here'."
Kaiba turned and was about to begin pushing his way threw the crowd again before he looked back to Jou and growled, "Be careful to remember that." But Jou didn't hear him because of the roar that had just sprung from the crowd.
They all turned their heads to the arena as Yugi revealed a Curse of Dragon that shook the whole building as it terminated Bakura's Diabound Carnel and reduced his points by 200. Jou and Anzu started jumping up and began cheering their heads off. Kaiba watched on, ignoring them and was about to turn away again, but was stopped as he saw a smirking Yugi give an obvious wink in the small groups direction. Anzu waved enthusiastically and gave a particularly loud whistle as the small boy turned back to his game.
Quickly noticing Weevil Underwood, a whole new game plan played out in his head. With a smirk, Kaiba politely tapped the green haired boy on the shoulder.
Weevil turned around with a huge grin on his face, which fell away as he took a quick jump away from the blue-eyed teen. Kaiba smirked.
"Weevil Underwood. Allow me to introduce myself." He stuck out his hand, "I'm Seto Kaiba, president here at KaibaLand." Weevil slowly placed his own hand in Kaiba's palm and they shook hands steadily. Kaiba tilted his head and took a rapid glance in Jou's direction before continuing. "I'm sure you're aware of the privileges you have here at KaibaLand. Being an elite duelist, I'm sure you are aware of our special policies you are enabled due to your past title."
Weevil stared blankly at him and Anzu placed a hand on the small of his back. Kaiba continued.
"I'm sure you are aware then of the private viewing room you have access too." With still no response Kaiba gave up on getting anything from the teen, he turned to Anzu. "If you two would like, you could accompany me. You would have a much fuller view."
Anzu looked up at Yugi from her low point on the ground and tilted her head as a black haired man jumped in front of her view. She turned and eagerly nodded her head. Grabbing Weevils hand she began to follow a retreating Kaiba.
Jou tried to grab at Anzu's hand but she quickly scooted away and gave him two thumbs up. She looked up at Yugi who had a look of extreme concentration on his face and then back at Jou. She cupped her mouth with her hands as Kaiba disappeared threw a group of people. "We'll find you after the duel!" She nodded in the direction of where Weevil was disappearing as well. With a mouthed. "Seto Kaiba!" and gave him a quick look of 'OMG' she too disappeared.
Kaiba smiled as the girl caught up, having caught the small conversation they just shared. He looked up at the unsuspecting Yugi Mouto and his grin turned into a smirk.
'Damn I'm good.'
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"Oh my gosh!" I've never seen so many computers in my life!" Anzu was bouncing around the control room as the staff was setting up Kaiba's specifics on how he wanted to view the duel. Kaiba himself was seated viewing the main feed from the duel. Yugi was ahead in life points but at the moment, Bakura had frozen his Curse of Dragon using a card called Sealing Sward of Dead Spirits. The effect was having Yugi's Dragon useless. Kaiba watched with wide eyes as Bakura combined a magic card with his Death Calibre Knight raising his attack power to 2300 for one turn.
"Oh no! Yugi! Common you can do It! I believe in you!" Kaiba was able to give the girl a concerned look before his attention was locked on Yugi's defensive stance as Bakura shattered his Curse of Dragon. The boy's soft hair blew around and he raised his hands to protect himself from the blast. Kaiba got up from his chair and checked to make sure all the views were as he wanted it.
He turned to Mr. Kapka and his crew and dismissed them. He politly thanked Mr. Kapka for his services and the white haired man backed his way out of the room bowing his thanks. Dimming the lights, Kaiba sat back in his seat. Anzu bounced up behind him sticking her head right over Kaiba's shoulder as if it was completely natural.
Startled, he leans swiftly to the side and looked at the side of her grinning face in shock, before he could say anything, Anzu reached over and turned up the volume. Kaiba, waited for her to moved before he sat back up in his seat. He turned around to look and see how where she went and saw that Weevil was standing over in what looked like a snack table, and Anzu was standing up clenching her hands under her chin with anticipation as she watched the close up of Yugi recovering from his loss.
Kaiba rolled his chair over to the mini screens and watched as Yugi straighten up, expression dark and furious. Kaiba drew in a breath as he noticed a remarkable difference in the whole demeanor of this boy. Glancing at the hyper brunette and chewing uhh… greenhead, Kaiba quickly froze a new caption of Yugi. Glancing again at Anzu, and then up again at the duel, he brought up the folder he already had saved on the boy. Searching threw the pictures and news paper clippings from the past few days, he found the school photo he found the first time he ever laid eyes on the boy. Comparing the two he narrowed his eyes. Who ever was dueling right now, was not Yugi Mouto. It was his lover.
Glancing at Anzu and then back up at the screen the duel was on, he paused to watch as Bakura gave the Yugi impersonater what looked like a mocking leer.
"Oh Pharaoh, Doesn't look to good for you now does it… Shame really… I thought beating the King of Games would at least be a bit of fun." Yugi impersonator rolled his eyes as Bakura continued. "Guess I'll just have to end this quickly then."
"We shall see about that Bakura." Kaiba looked at Anzu in confusion and then back at the screen not wanting to miss anything. " I suggest you enjoy your for the moment, because I promise you. This game will surely be able to hold your attention."
Kaiba watched hypnotized as Bakura threw back his head and laughed wickedly before throwing down a series of cards. He played polymerization to fuse Headless Knight and Ghost Count to summon the Ghost Duke. Surprised, Kaiba switched to another screen and typed in Ghost Duke. He nodded in approval at Bakura's ability to get a 2,000 attack point monster up again so quickly, and one with such special effects. Now Yugi was facing two very powerful monsters. Bakura laughed as allowed Yugi his turn having to wait for once for his fused monster.
Kaiba tuned to Anzu who was watching the anxiously. He glared at her accusingly for going along with the Yugi Mouto charade, then back up at the main screen and saw Bakura standing with his hands on his hips waiting for Yugi's next move. Neither of them said anything until Yugi lifted a card up between his two fingers. With a smug look on his face Yugi shook his head.
"Prepare yourself Bakura! for BEHOLD! The Almightly Dark Magician!"
Anzu squealed! Kaiba watched as the dark mage appeared on the screen. Yugi's face lit up darkly as he yelled for its attack on the Death Calibre Knight sending it quickly to the graveyard.
Kaiba turned back to his research. He could review the duel anytime he wanted and it's not like this duel was actually any importance to him. After a quick survey (Weevil was now also sitting and watching the main panel) He pulled back up the information he had gotten. He did a quick search on the white haired boy "Bakura" and came up with a good bit of information on the boy as well, nothing special except for a few shady events happening everywhere the boy moved.
He minimized Ryou Bakura's information and brought back up the two different Yugi Mouto pictures. He couldn't help but just stare. There was no way this was possible. He looked from one to the other. Red eyes, violet eyes, red eyes, violet eyes. Yea… couldn't remember ever seeing that happen before…
He looked up at another of Anzu's loud gasps. He watched as Bakura pulled a trap and boosted his monster's attack points from Yugi's soon to be defeated Dark Magician. As the last shattered pieces disappeared and Bakura's head was thrown back in his mechanical laughter, he heard Anzu whimper. "..and that one was Yugi's favorite…" Weevil patted her softly on the back.
That fact was reveled shortly after when Yugi played his monster reborn card. Bakura had summoned another powered up monster on the field and the end looked close for Yugi. Bakura looked smugly over at Yugi looking for some sign of defeat. All he got was another smug smile. It sent shivers down Kaiba's spine.
"Are you looking for something Bakura? A plee for mercy perhaps?" Yugi looked interestingly down at the card in his hand and smiled a wicked grin. "I think you might just know what card this is. It's a bit of a new addition." His voice got dangerously low. "I think you know which one I mean."
Bakura's face dropped.
Yugi threw his card down on the panel," I summon to the field the legendary, all powerful, BLUE EYES WHITE DRAGON!"
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TBC…
Yea, I'm psyched, I'm gonna have the next part up pretty soon. (NO I don't mean three months later soon either.) Oh and PLEASE I'm sure you guys all get how much it motivates people, considering your all in my boat. (except you probly haven't been assumed dead on an island somewhere…)