Ok, this fic's had a small bit of a revamp. Many thanks to WolfBane2 for the help! Also, I think I' gonna call a truse on the Y/Y or R/Y front, I think I'm gonna try something new. R/Y/Y! Now reviews! Review and tell me what you think people!
Ragdollsally13: Seto dun really play a major part in this fic. To tell you the truth, I really don't know what's with the language, it just came to me. I dun think that's gonna be a major thing either, or even if it's gonna be mentioned again for a long while.
Joey-Lover: o.o I know I'm not that good. And I wish I could speak Egyptian to. I'm learning Japanese though!
WolfBane2: Like I said, I totally agree with you, but I'm calling it quits. And this is the last time I ask for votes on something!
Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: Yup, me is a Ryou/Malik fan alright! And yup, I thought to differ a bit, I'd have Yugi being a little less wimpish for a few lines!
Eternal Dragon: Truse on the voteing! My plan is above!
ShatteredSoul56: Thankus! Here (Finally) Is the update!
"I still don't see why we had to come to." Yami grumbled as him, Yugi and Ryou came to the towering gates of the Kaiba Mansion. Yugi pressed the little button on the gate, but all he got was silence, it seemed to be broken.
"Yugi! You wanna get in? Use the side door!" Yami said with a smirk as he pushed what appeared to be a solid wall open like a door.
"You sure this is allowed?" Ryou said as they walked through.
"He's expecting us isn't he?" Yami said with a shrug as Yugi ran past him up to the door and rang the bell. After a few seconds a small, raven-haired boy who looked about 11 and was about Yugi's height, opened the door, he looked the group over and rolled his eyes.
"I'm very sorry, but my brother is very busy right now, and he would rather not have little kids, fan-girls or Yami pestering him, good bye." And with that, he closed the door again.
"Fan-girls?!" Ryou said with a pout and a growl,
"Little kids?!" Yugi scowled
"Where has he got the idea I bother him?! This is the first time I've been to his house, he's the one that follows me around to make my life miserable!"
"Believe me Yami, I don't follow you around. I've got better things to do." Came a cold, sarcastic voice from behind them.
"And what's that supposed to mean?! You watch your mouth! I don't have to be here you know!" Yami shouted back, turning around to scowl at the brunette.
"Go then, I'm not the one that wants you here." Was the reply as Seto turned to greet Yugi.
"I'm sorry about what my brother said to you, but I hadn't told him I was expecting guests."
"Were you busy? I mean, we'll go if we were..." Ryou started but stopped when the brunette shook his head.
"I wasn't that busy, just touching up the back CCTV cam after someone tried to burgle us last week, I'm done now."
"No you're not." Yami said sarcastically with a small smirk.
"Your intercom on the gates broken to." He elaborated at the confused look he got from the other.
"Oh, I knew about that. I took it out myself to stop it ringing incessantly at all hours of the day and night with news reporters who were just trying to nose into my private life."
"Seto? Are these guests of yours? Or do you want me to call security?" Said the same boy who had answered the door.
"They're guests, Mokuba. And I think you owe them an apology, I was out back and heard exactly what you said."
The boy blushed slightly and then nodded before he turned to them
"I'm really sorry, I didn't know my brother was expecting you, and I apologize for what I said."
"And for future reference Mokuba, they're all boys and are all older than you." Seto said with a light laugh as his brother blushed heatedly again and muttered another apology before he ran inside.
"Do you want to come in?" Seto said as he gestured in the direction his brother had just run, which obviously lead to the back door. Yugi and Ryou nodded while Yami just grumbled and shrugged, following the others as they followed the young CEO.
Yugi felt his eyes go wide as he entered what he presumed was the kitchen; it was huge! Oak cupboards covered the walls, the door leading off was also oak, as was the table, which was round and stood in the middle of the second half of the room, which looked like a small dining room. The taps were gold, though weather they were actually gold or just plated was highly debatable, as was the question of weather the white marble surface were actually marble or some sort of plastic. The floor was tiled, and matched the surfaces with it's white and black splodges. (A/N: Some of you may think this sounds awful and like it'll clash, but my kitchen in my old house was like this, and I think it looked nice.)
"The living room's this way." Seto said from where he was stood in the doorway. Yugi went to him and Ryou and Yami followed as they all started down the hallway, which led past the front door which was level with the main stairs.
Once they reached the living room, Yugi had to once again stop and look, almost stare in wonderment at the surroundings. The walls were a navy blue and the floor and ceiling were black, the carpet had a thick pile, and it was only then he realized that they all still had their shoes on.
"Seto? Where should we put our shoes?"
"Anywhere you like, keep them on if you prefer. Incase you hadn't noticed, I still have muddy trainers on. Do you think I'd shout at you for doing something I'm doing?" Seto grinned and flopped back on one of the leather sofas, kicking his shoes off and resting his feet on the oak coffee table in front of him, which had a glass top.
Yami raised an eyebrow and stayed stood in the doorway as Yugi and Ryou took the brunette's silent offer and sat down.
"You're not sczitsafrenic are you Kaiba?" Yami said with a frown, leaning against the doorway, but still giving off the air of being slightly on edge.
Seto blinked at the odd question, but shook his head with a frown
"No, but if you have a problem with how I act at home..." He said, taking his feet off the table and sitting forward slightly,
"Then Yugi'll just have to tell us what he wants to say so you can go." Seto finished an icy edge to his tone.
Yugi gulped slightly, now it came down to it, he really didn't want to have to say what he'd came here to say. What if he was wrong about the young CEO? What if Yami and Ryou rejected him? What if one of them told his grandpa? What if one of them thought it was a joke and told his parents what he'd said? He wasn't so sure he could go through with this anymore.
"It doesn't matter Yami, you go. I'm sorry I've wasted all your time, but I can't do this" Yugi said, beginning to get up, but a firm hand was placed on his shoulder and pushed him back down into the chair he was sat on again.
"No, Yugi, You are going to tell us everything your parents have ever done to you, and then we are going to do the same, right? I know at least one person in this room has been through everything and possibly more than you have, so spill." Came Seto's voice, and somehow his words calmed Yugi. After scaring him more than ever first. What the brunette had said on that note, what he'd said in town yesterday, what he'd just said now, all convinced Yugi that he at least would understand, and he knew Ryou would, the English boy was very open about the abuse he'd suffered, but Yami...
"What's there to tell?" Yami said, still leaning against the doorframe.
"Lots, two, maybe three or four stories, why don't you sit down Yami? It's not like anyone's about to pull a gun out and shoot you." Ryou said, tapping the seat next to him on the little double sofa he was sat on, and smiling when Yami plonked himself down in the indicated space.
"Go on then Yugi, I'm not sure I wanna hear this, but go on." Yami said, lounging back on the sofa and crossing his legs.
"Why don't you start, Ryou?" Yugi said, after giving a small squeak.
"Fine, if it'll help make you see that we're not going to reject you. Well, when I was eleven, my dad came back from Egypt, for my mother's funeral, and brought a golden ring with him. He said it had a connection to Ancient Egypt and did I want it. I said fine, not really knowing at the time what I was agreeing to. But as soon as I put the ring on, I was pretty sure there was something different about me, I didn't know what, it was just something. I ignored it at the time, being more concerned with my mothers death, but once I'd got over that, I always felt like I was being followed, everywhere I went it felt like I had an extra shadow. Then one day, while I was at school, this group of about twelve boys decided they didn't like me, and basically began to beat the hell outta me. Just as I was about to pass out from the pain and hitting my head, I saw, he looked like an angel actually," Ryou said with a small blush as he looked away before continuing.
"He just goes up to these twelve bullies and did, something, I don't even know now what he did, but anyway, all the bullies ran off, yelling about mad men and the end of the world and how superhumans were going to kill us all, and that's when I blacked out. I woke up a while later to find all my cuts had been bathed and wrapped up and all my bruises had cold flannels draped over most of them, and someone was gently brushing my hair, which had apparently been washed. I was really confused, as you can imagine, no one had ever been this nice to me except mum, whom of course was dead. When I moved to see who it was, they just pushed me back and said I needed to rest. When I was fully healed, I found out all about the spirit of the ring, and we became friends, he'd protect me from bullies, when the few that still had the guts to try and attack me decided they'd give getting extra dinner money a go. But about a month after the initial incident, I asked him if he could help me with some homework I had, an essay on Ancient Egypt, and he completely blew, said he didn't have time to be a walking library and told me to 'bugger off and leave me the fuck alone'. At the time, I wasn't as shy as I am now, so I started yelling back at him, told him I wasn't expecting him to be a walking library and what was his problem. I realized about 5seconds after I'd finished that I'd gone to far, but by that time I was pinned up against the wall. You can guess what happened next, he beat the living shit out of me, and left me for dead. And that's how it went on, I was expected to get up in the morning, clear up after him and his friends, cook breakfast and use any spare time to do general cleaning. After breakfast I'd do the washing up and go to school. In the evening I'd come home, do my homework, cook dinner, clean up some more, then get beaten up, an excuse wasn't really needed but it was usually something I had or hadn't done, weather I'd actually done, not done or had any control over whatever it was was no concern of anybody's. One night when I came home, however, I found him on the sofa, waiting for me. He welcomed me home and beckoned me over. I wasn't without doubt or skepticism, but I knew for a fact, I'd regret not going to him, turns out I regretted going to him. He beat me, raped me, and again left me for dead. And that's how it went on, sometimes he'd get his friends to join in to, and afterwards I just cleaned up and hoped to heal partially before the next time." The snowy haired boy sighed gently at this point, pulling his knees up to his chest before he finished,
"Me and Bakura are on much better terms now, One night I just asked him why he beat me, and he just came out with it, said it was to mask the fact he really loved me and was just scared I'd reject him. I'd developed a crush on him to, so hence we are now a happy couple. Now this is where you all say I'm insane." He said with a small laugh, looking around at his friends.
"Yep, this is where we say how the fuckin hell did you A) not die, B) ever trust him enough to have a relationship with him after everything that he did?" Seto said, watching Ryou carefully.
"Dun no, just did, we just clicked. Well, who's next? This sounds really stupid you know, we're telling practical strangers the best kept secrets in our lives and talking about all this stuff as though we're telling ghost stories around a campfire!"
"Well, I feel a bit shocked about the level of trust here, seen as you've only know each other a short time, but Seto, you're surly not gonna tell them..." Mokuba said from his place in the doorway, but was cut off by a curt nod from his brother.
"On your head be it if the media find out, and I'm going to Sam's, I'll be back later, ok?"
Seto shook his head slightly and his brother left.
