Well, yes, here I am… here is also the 14th chapter. Yes…

Um, news this week… appears to be none. That is good.

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Anyways *coughs* here it is, sorry for making you wait so long…

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(Ps: what's the point of a disclaimer? Does anyone SERIOUSLY believe that ANY of us would actually write FAN fiction if we owned it?? …never mind… *slinks off*)

Unexpected Surprises

Author: Aera-chan

Date: 02-04-04

Series: Yugioh!

Rating: R

Chapter XIV: Property, Damage…

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He held the light material under his neck and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He smiled slightly and pushed some of his hair out of his eyes.

Sighing, he tossed the shirt back onto his bed. He picked up another one and modeled that one off. No good either.

Grumbling he flopped onto the bed littered with the discarded clothing. He ran his fingers over some of the material miserably.

So soft.

He picked up that shirt again and held it against his chest. He slowly drew his hand upwards.

He blushed and hid his face in the soft light material.

'I'm such fool, if Seto caught me, he'd be so angry.'

Mokuba took a deep breath and quickly touched.

'Seto always said he wanted me to be happy, and he loves me… its okay, right?'

He rolled onto his side and stared out into the dark window.

'Its not real… I'm so stupid.'

He sniffled and drew his knees up, curling himself into a ball. He smiled weakly at the picture on his nightstand.

"Seto…" He smiled. "You wouldn't be angry would you?"

Seto's picture seemed to be smiling back at him.

"Of course n-"

"Mokuba! I'm home. Where are you?"

Mokuba shot up hearing his brother's voice from down the hall. He had approximately 13.46 seconds to 'clean' his room.

He tore around his room tossing everything he could into his open closet door and under his bed. He ripped the few small garments off of his mirror and went to stuff them in his pocket, gasping as he looked down.

'Shit shit shit!' Mokuba cursed mentally. He looked around franticly. 'Anything!!' He grabbed the light blue sweatshirt off of his chair and pulled it down over his head just as his older brother opened the door.

"Mokuba? Are you- Oh, you cleaned your room."

"Seto! You're home!" Mokuba said hugging his brother. 'Close call.'

"Yeah, we had to make a stop at the hospital today-"

"What?! Are you okay?!"

"They just, um…" The older boy was at a loss for words.

"Oh…" Silence. "..we?"

Kaiba blushed. "..me and… Joey.."

"Joey? Why Joey?"

Kaiba took a deep breath. "Well Mokuba, that's a very good question. A very good question indeed." He took another deep breath and continued. "Sometimes some boys like to.. Well, some boys like oth- Mokuba, I'm.." he blushed.

"Why didn't you just say you were dating him, it would have been a lot easier." Mokuba said shaking his head.

The taller boy blushed. "How'd you know? Was it… obvious..?"

"Not until then if you're worried."

Kaiba smiled. He started to gaze around the surprisingly clean room.

Mokuba smiled at his big brother. He was glad he was happy. He followed his brother's gaze across the room. He decided it best to skip ahead and make sure he had destroyed all evidence of his pervious activities.

His eyes widened considerably when he noticed the distinct black cloth on the other than spotless floor.

"Why don't you lie down and tell me about your day Seto? I'd love to hear about it!"

Kaiba turned just in time to see Mokuba push him backwards and onto the bed. He blinked at the smaller boy. "Alright, I guess it was pretty uneventful…"

Mokuba crawled onto the bed and laid on his stomach with his head in his palms. He smiled as big as he could pretending he was totally engrossed in what Seto had to say. Not that he didn't care about how his brother's day was, he just couldn't stop thinking about the pair of black lacy-

"Mokuba? Are you listening?"

"Hmm? What was that?"

Kaiba rolled his eyes. "I guess that's a no then.." He smiled at Mokuba's confused look. "You look happy, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh.. um, well… there's a…" Mokuba paused trying to think of something. "..school dance coming up and…yeah.."

"Oh, that's cool, did you ask a girl yet?"

Blush. "Um… yeah…sure.."

"You'll have to invite her over sometime.." Mokuba blushed like mad. "I guess not then." Kaiba said laughing. "Still nervous around her?"

"..yeah…"

Kaiba smiled. His brother was so cute asking a girl to the dance….like he knew shit about anything anyways.

Mokuba was growing nervous having his brother in the room. "Well, I wouldn't want to keep you from your homework or you know…"

"Oh, I guess you're right." He sat up. "Well I should go work on that, even though I plan to stay home tomorrow-"

"Really? Why?" Mokuba blurted out.

"Well, the doctor said that it was best I didn't strain myself, which he had to comment on how he knew I would, so I guess I'm staying home… and he told me to so…" he cut off quietly not liking to admit taking orders from anyone. "I wanted to stay home anyways just so you know.."

"Oh okay then." He led his brother to the door. "Good night."

"Good night." The taller boy bent over and kissed him on the forehead.

Mokuba waved him off and shut the door, he collapsed against it exhaling a deep sigh of relief. He sat there for a few minutes before he began to rub his knees as they began to hurt a little. His fingers turned slightly pinkish.

'I'll learn.'

He got up tiredly and kicked up the little black cloth with his foot. He kicked it into the air so he could catch it then he chucked it under his bed and laid down. Feeling a tad bit paranoid he glanced around nervously before lifting up his pillow and drawing out his yearbook from last year. He flipped through it until he found the page littered with little red and pink hearts. He sighed dreamily.

'So cute, I wish we could go to the school dance together..'

He blinked.

'We… we could! We could go to the dance together! I'll just-' He sat up enough to look into the mirror on the wall opposite of him. 'I can do it.' He smoothed down his hair. 'No one will even know.'

He grinned mischievously as he laid down and turned off his lamp. He felt like laughing, he had never had such a great plan before, never.

'This is sure to work, or my name isn't Kaiba.'

"Duke? Duke honey?"

Duke slowly opened his red eyes and looked at his mother standing in the doorway.

"He's okay, he just called." she said walking over to sit down with him on the bed. She rubbed his back soothingly as he started to sniffle again.

"That-that stupid boy, he doesn't even know how worried I was!"

Duke felt like breaking something, or kicking, screaming. He had spent that last 12 hours worrying himself sick.

"Just go to sleep now okay, you can talk to him tomorrow." His mother said softly.

He complied and laid down. It was good to know that he was safe, but he was still angry. Maybe he wouldn't talk to him tomorrow. Maybe he just wouldn't go, he didn't feel like seeing him at the moment no matter how much he had worried.

Ryou woke up slowly. He blinked and looked over at the sleeping body next to him.

So, Bakura had changed his mind after all.

Ryou looked over at his alarm clock and groaned. Maybe it was instinct to wake up a few minutes before it was to go off. He decided to make the most of the last few minutes and snuggled his head deep into the taller man's chest.

BA-BA-BA-BEEP!! BA-BA-BA-BEEP!!

He felt like screaming at it and/or throwing it into the nearest wall, which wouldn't be too hard to do either.

Bakura blinked sleepily and rubbed his eyes. He glanced over at the boy crouched on the side of the bed glaring down at the small beeping contraption with a look that screamed murder. "Good…morning?" Ryou had drool running down his lip. "They should seriously have an alarm clock abuse law or something, I'm sick and tired of having to buy you new ones every week."

"Then don't, I don't need one. They're only loud and annoying- Stupid thing! Shut up!" Ryou screamed shaking it.

"Why don't you just turn it off?? Bakura asked taking it from him and switching off the button in the back. "And yes you do need one-"

"I wake up at the right time anyways-"

"And go back to sleep." Bakura corrected him.

"Well, so? I'm a growing teenager, I need my sleep!"

"Then come home at the proper time and go to bed early."

Ryou was quiet for a little while. "Well, I'm gonna go take a shower okay.."

"Um, alright." Bakura said slowly watching him grab some clothes and head into the bathroom. Bakura sighed and laid down again.

"Hey! And you blame me for going back to sleep!" Ryou said laughing from the doorway having caught his yami going back to sleep.

"I was not! I'm just laying down!"

"Sure sure, just don't get to comfortable!" Ryou said leaving.

After awhile Bakura sat up and nonchalantly glanced around the room. His eye caught silver and stopped.

He stood up slowly and walked over to the desk. He wrapped his fingers around the small promise.

"Ryou…"

"What?" Ryou asked walking back into the room only in a bathrobe.

Bakura looked up quickly having been startled. "I just- this…" He looked down at the small silver ring. "Um…I found it..on your desk.."

"Oh! My ring! You found it!" Ryou cried happily running over to claim the small piece of metal. "I thought I'd lost it."

Bakura couldn't help but notice the thin film of dust that clung to it like another skin.

How could Ryou have lost it, if it had been in such an easy place to see?

He watched Ryou slip it back onto his finger.

"Ryou," Ryou looked up. "You… I have no right to choose who you love… if you don't want to marry me, just say no, don't fool yourself into something like this. If you love someone else, then don't let me take you away from them." He reached over slowly and began to slide the ring back off his finger. "Your happiness means a lot to me okay, so-"

"No! You don't understand! I do love you! I want to be your- to be your wife or whatever! I really did lose it! I took a shower and put it down, I'm just blind I think! Please! I love you!"

Bakura blinked. He never expected Ryou to get that worked up about it. He smiled and slid the ring back over his small pale finger. "Okay, be my honey." He leaned down and placed a light kiss on his hikari's lips.

"And you'll be my hubby."

Bakura wanted to kiss him again, he sounded so cute when he said 'hubby'.

Bakura, giving it to the temptation, kissed him again. "You better get dressed, you have-" He glanced at the clock. "10 minutes to get ready! You better hurry!"

Ryou gave him the 'soldier salute' thing and grabbed some clothes to change. Bakura, seeing that Ryou was about to change, went down stairs to make a quick breakfast.

A bit later Ryou hopped down the stairs and ran into the kitchen. He grabbed the toast out of Bakura's hand. "Thanks!"

"Hey! That was mine!" Bakura growled.

Ryou patted him on the head. "That's so sweeeeeet of you to give me your toast!"

Bakura glared but said nothing, plus he didn't want that toast after Ryou slobbered all over it, quite literally.

Ryou licked and slurped at the strawberry jam and sucked at the corners of the slice of bread.

"Please eat it like a normal human being would." Bakura tried.

Ryou shook his head. "But then I wouldn't fully enjoy its essence!"

"Let me go throw up then."

The toast, if you could still call it that, really looked… quite disgusting, its side limp with saliva. Nasty…

Ryou smiled. "Wanna bite 'Kura?"

"Hell no! I'd rather… not even going there." he finished remembering a previous 'I'd rather..' experience.

"But why not?"

"Aw just go get ready for school or something." Bakura picked up his keys off of the counter. "Want a ride?"

Ryou hesitated. "No, that's okay, I'm going to meet up with Yugi and the rest of the gang. Maybe another day."

"Okay, if your sure."

Ryou nodded.

"Well, I better get going, love you." Ryou said kissing his darker half on the cheek.

"Love you…" Bakura said, rolling the words around on his tongue.

Ryou waved and grabbed his bag and ran out the door. He walked along quickly for about a block, as he reached the quiet intersection of the two alleyways, he heard a honk of a horn and turned around.

"Hey, get in." called a gruff voice from the dark car.  Ryou walked over slowly and opened the door before sliding in.

He barely had time enough to blink before he felt the other man's hands running greedily along his body. "Where were… you… last night?" The guy asked between deep bruising kisses he pressed against the weaker one's lips.

"Home." Ryou said breathlessly.

"I tried calling your cell, you didn't answer."

Ryou tried to look surprised, luckily for him, his drugged up lover was too blind to see the how fake he looked.

"I had it on, but I never heard it ring, maybe its being a jackass like always.."

The taller dark haired boy kissed him again, he ran his mouth down along his neck. "Hearing… such vulgar words…come from you… is so cute…" He kissed him again on his lips as his left hand slowly crept between Ryou's legs, creeping below the waist band of his pants. "You really are my bitch, aren't you."

"Y-yes.." Ryou answered breathlessly.

"I-I could take you right here you know."

Ryou nodded his head quickly. "Yes, take me, take me now." he gasped as the other rubbed his fingers against Ryou's manhood.

"Tonight, my boys are having a party. Come over, I wanna take you then."

"Your friends…?"

"Maybe it'll turn them on too. Just come over okay."

Ryou nodded, it wasn't like he had much of a choice anyways.

"School now, I cant miss anymore of it, I could get put in juvy again… then I might get taken in for dealing too…"

Ryou nodded sadly. He really didn't want to go to school, he just wanted to make love with his drug dealing, pill popping boyfriend in the back seat of the beat up black mustang.

The drive was uneventful and quiet. Ryou stared out the window quietly. Friday would be a busy day, he'd have to make up another lie to tell Razor, one for Bakura too. It was almost guaranteed that he wouldn't be coming home until 10 on Saturday morning.

As they reached the parking lot of the school, he felt his eyes stinging. He hated school so much sometimes. Especially since a lot of the kids didn't like him very much for being with Razor, but they were mostly seniors and juniors. Hardly any of the freshmen or the sophomores knew about his 'relationship' with the trouble maker of Domino High. Bakura was the last person he wanted to know.

"Hey, what's that?"

Ryou jumped slightly hearing the other's voice. "What's what?"

"That." he said nodding at the silver ring.

Ryou wanted to bash his head into the windshield. He couldn't believe he forgot to take it off. "M-my mother gave it to me…"

"Bullshit! I knew you were a slut but seriously, who gave it to you? Was it one of them guys? I'll kick their asses, just name them off."

Ryou blushed feeling embarrassed and a little bit ashamed. Was he a slut?

"I knew they were after you, did they force you to it? They didn't touch you did they?"

Ryou almost said yes only because he hated that group of boys so much. "…no.."

His hesitation didn't fair well. "They have been touching you haven't they?! Damn I'm gonna kill each and every one of those fucking bastards!"

"No, I just… I hate them… every time I'm alone somewhere, like the guys' bathroom… they sneak up on me and…"

"What do they do?!"

"They-they…" Ryou covered his eyes with his arm fitting back the tears.

"That's it! I'm gonna kill them! How many times do I have to tell them to keep their dirty hands off of my property??!"

At that moment, Ryou wanted to die.

Property?

Was he not his own person? Was he not human?

"Don't worry, I'll take care of them today… just you see, then tonight we'll celebrate."

Ryou nodded slowly. Yes… celebrate… celebrate what? His bondage? His imprisonment?

No… there was nothing to celebrate… only more of himself to lose….

"Good morning Yugi, you look tired this morning." Yami said while trying in vain to fix the handle on his backpack.

"Just a little I guess." Yugi said smiling brightly taking his spot at the table. "What are you doing?"

Yami sighed. "The stupid thing broke when I was going down the stairs."

"Oh, so that was what that crash was then." Yugi said laughing.

"Yeah, that was me."

Yami finally groaned and gave up and went to sit next to Yugi. They sat in silence for awhile, neither saying anything.

"Have… you seen Kaiba lately?" Yami asked quietly.

Yugi blinked. That was out of the blue. "Yeah, why?"

"Just… wondering. How is he doing? Is he any better?"

Yugi smiled sadly. "He's.. still the same. He's-"

"Dead." They both said in unison. That was really the only word there was to describe him now.

Yami quietly picked at a hangnail. Yugi didn't know what to say to him.

"Hey, Kaiba and Joey are dating now, did you know that?" Yugi asked trying to sound cheerful.

Yami looked up. "Oh, is that so?"

He looked down at his hands again. After awhile he began to speak softly.

"I still cant believe it…"

Yugi stared at him, a confused look on his face.

"…Kaiba… he's-he's definitely not the person he was anymore… but I wish he still was."

Yami turned to look out of the dining room window. He continued on with a faraway look in his eyes.

"He may have been pompous.. insensitive, even cruel at times… but he had a soul then, a purpose… a reason to keep going, then…then I killed him.."

He pounded his fists down onto the table angrily.

"I crushed him! I crushed him with these very hands of mine! I tore out his soul and destroyed him!" he screamed.

Yugi's eyes widened. Yami didn't act like this very often.

"He may have done and said some pretty nasty things, but even he didn't deserve to have that done to him! I did it out of anger, pure hatred…" Yami stopped talking.

Yugi reached his hand out slowly to comfort his raging yami, but he was pushed away.

"When he didn't yell… didn't curse or scream… he just stood there…that's when I knew.. when I knew I had humbled thee almighty Seto Kaiba…"

Yami closed his eyes seeing that day very clearly playing behind his darkened lids.

"…through death…"

To be continued…

…Ryou is… a slut… What do you think about that???!

And everyone felt sorry for him for not getting any..

Don't ask where this came from, although it was preplanned..

I have a feeling someone, that shall remain nameless (FREAK014) is by this time plotting and getting ready to execute a carefully (or hastily, depending on rage level) thought out (or purely on impulse) plan to have me brutally "taken care of".. *sighs* yes… my time will come. -__-;;;

Moving along! So, has anyone guessed about Mokuba yet? I think I made it totally obvious in this chapter, if you still don't know, don't feel bad, maybe its not that obvious I just think it is cause I know what's going to happen. ^^;;

IS THIS STORY GETTING WORSE????!!! IS IT JUST DUMB?????!! I MEAN SERIOUSLY NOW! IS IT JUST SHIT??????!!! (why I should never be allowed to type… too much swearing)

….moving along

Well, hopefully I can get up the next few chapters soon, I think I'm going to reread my entire fic… *sighs* *starts singing* I really don't wanna-, but I gotta-! (hey! that kinda rhymes!)

Maybe that will help me get it more "organized"

Well, I got nutin to say! Hey!

Later~ (and don't forget! TILDE!!)

(buncha little worms crossing the road) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ -- ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ (one got smushed by a foot)

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*supposed to be a foot squishin worms* …"SUPPOSED TO BE"

-Aera

Review please! *chibi face we all shall pretend is cute and irresistible when in reality its not*