A/N - Still trying to get back on track after falling behind on the updates. There's another lemon in this chapter so watch out for it (its in the 2nd scene). As always thanks goes to my wifey for editing this.
Things were progressing well between Yami and Seto.
Monday morning the two Kaiba brothers and Yami began the long drive back to Domino City. Gentle chitchat was made between the two lovers the entire trip while Mokuba napped in the backseat, wanting to give his brother and Yami some together before they all had to get back to their normal lives.
"I'll visit this evening," Seto promised as he dropped Yami off at his hotel. Being the gentleman that he was, Seto insisted on walking Yami to his hotel room. "It'll probably won't be until after supper; I have plenty of work to catch up on."
"I'll be waiting," Yami softly replied.
Lightly their lips as they sweetly kissed; however all too soon they were pulling apart.
"Tonight," Seto whispered, giving Yami's hand a small squeeze before walking away down the hall.
For as long as possible, Yami watched the tall brunet until the elevator doors closed, blocking his view. It was only then that he unlocked the door and entered his hotel room.
Taking his time to unpack the small bag he had taken with him to the beach house. He couldn't wait for tonight; even though it had only been a few minutes he was already beginning to miss the presence of the handsome brunet.
After a long nap, to make sure he was well rested for that night, Yami finally ventured out from his hotel room to kill some time while he waited for Seto to return that evening.
After shopping for a while, buying some souvenirs for Malik, Isis, Mana and Mahaado, Yami's stomach began to rumble, informing him that he should get something to eat. Wandering down the busy, it didn't' take Yami long to spot a restaurant which seemed nice enough. Ordering ramen and rice, Yami dug into the food as soon as it arrived.
"You're supposed to say itadakimasu before you eat," a cheerful voice informed. Looking up Yami found the brunette girl from the other day smiling down at him.
"Itadakimasu?"
The girl bobbed her head. "Huh uh. It means I gratefully receive."
Thinking back to that weekend, Yami remembered that the Kaiba brothers had said that before eating as well but he had never bothered to question them on the word. "I'll remember that for next time. Thank you, I'll remember that for next time…Anzu, isn't it?"
"That's right," she said sitting down on the other side of the table. "I'm glad to see you've remember me."
"I've been meaning to call but I've been busy these past few days."
"That's understandable. You only have so much time here and there's a lot to see."
Awkwardly Yami used the chopsticks to maneuver some rice into his mouth. "I heard my apparent look-a-like's grandfather owns a game shop, which I should visit. I don't suppose you could arrange a day for my look-a-like to be there."
"Wednesday afternoon; sometime after 1pm. We're both free then and I'll make sure that Yugi is there," Anzu replied as a bright grin crossed her face. Grabbing a napkin and pulling a pen out of her purse she began scribbling down directions to the shop from Yami's hotel. "It's the Kame Game Shop on the outskirts of the downtown area."
"Thank you," Yami politely said as she handed him the napkin.
"I should get going Atemu-san; I only stopped here to get a bite to eat on my way home and saw you on my way out."
For a moment Yami had forgotten he had told her his real name to keep her from realizing his celebrity status. "Just Atemu," he said giving her a warm smile. "You're making me feel old."
"Alright…Atemu." Standing up, Anzu returned the smile. "I'll see you on Wednesday."
The young brunette girl walked off and Yami quickly finished his meal. He still had plenty to do before Seto would arrived that evening, which included lugging all the gifts he had bought that afternoon back to his room.
With multiple bags tucked under each arm, Yami began the long waddle back to his hotel.
Yami nervously bit his lip as he stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He had just gotten out of the shower, only a fluffy white towel was wrapped around his waist, but the butterflies were flying at full force in his stomach from the nervousness despite the fact that he and Seto already had sex the night before.
A light knock against the suite's door drew Yami out of his daze. Silently he cursed himself for losing track of him. "Coming!" he called as he hurried out of the bathroom to answer the door. On the other side stood Seto still wearing the navy business suit he had worn to work that day.
"Forget to dress did we?"
A blush formed on Yami's cheeks as he remembered how he was dressed. "You're early."
"I think I'm right on time."
Walking forward, Seto kicked off his shoes, closed the door and locked it behind him. He then wrapped his arms around Yami's waist; Seto passionately kissed the famous actor's soft lips.
"I missed you today," Seto murmured as he began placing gentle kisses along Yami's jaw.
The spiky haired man delightfully moaned while tilting his head back so that Seto had better access to his neck. Yami shuddered feeling the brunet's tongue run over the surface of his skin and he clenched his eyes shut from sheer bliss.
"It was such a nuisance all day; trying to work but having you invade my thoughts." Seto's fingers danced over to the knot that was keeping the towel up and Yami whimpered.
"Seto…" he panted. Bringing his head forward they shared another hot kiss as the towel fell free to the ground leaving Yami completely nude.
Sliding his hands to Yami's bare ass, Seto scooped the actor up into his arms while Yami automatically wrapped his legs around the brunet's waist. Their kiss never broke as Seto began walking forward towards the bed.
When Seto's shins hit the bed, he plopped Yami down on it and fell on top of the smaller man. The brunet's mouth was firmly attached to Yami's neck, sucking on the delicious flesh. Meanwhile one of his hands found its way between their bodies and he began stroking Yami's cock.
Yami whimpered as Seto's mouth began moving downwards across his chest; his fingers were buried into Seto's brown locks and he gently thrust upwards when he felt first Seto's tongue on one of his nipples.
The melody of Yami's cell phone ring boomed throughout the room but that didn't stop Seto who bit down on the actor's nipple before running over the soreness with his tongue.
"Shit…" Yami swore as he looked down at the sexy brunet. "I have to answer that; it could be an emergency."
"I'm not stopping you," Seto murmured against Yami's skin, not halting his work. Sliding down further he began licking Yami's cock right when the spiky haired man picked up the phone.
"Ah…ah…fuck…yeah…right there…" Yami moaned not realizing that he had already pressed the connect button and that the person on the other end could hear what was going on.
"Yami?" Came the puzzled yet familiar reply.
"Malik…" Silently Yami cursed his friend. Unless the blond had burnt down his home he was going to make sure Malik paid a trip to visit Osiris in the Egyptian underworld. "…Hi…" Seto's mouth completely engulfed Yami's cock and began violently sucking on it bringing the actor close to this release. "Harder…so close…"
On the other end of the line, Malik burst out laughing. Quickly Seto pulled away, snatched the phone and hung up on the girly blond.
"No more distractions," he declared shutting off the device and placing it on the bedside table. Yami did nothing to protest the move as he was reduced to whimpering from the lost of having the brunet's talented mouth on his cock.
Still completely dressed in his business suit, Seto stood and pulled out some lube from a pocket on the inside of his jacket. There would be no condoms this time; after discussing it afterwards they discovered that they both didn't care for the device. Both were clean, tested regularly to make sure they were healthy and neither had plans to sleep around anytime soon.
Tossing the lube onto the bed next to Yami he began to strip naked, allowing the expensive clothes to fall to the floor, giving the actor a sexy strip show in the process.
Yami's eyes sparkled when the now naked Seto loomed back over him. Picking up the lube next to him, Yami handed it to Seto while they shared another kiss. Cupping the brunet's head with his hands, Yami gently nibbled on Seto's bottom lip.
As Yami continued to bite and lick at the brunet's lips, Seto was coating his fingers with the lube and his hand was snaking its way back down between them; reaching Yami's hole, one digit was thrust inside.
Yami arched and moaned when he felt the finger making its way inside him. Releasing Seto, Yami's head fell back against his pillow and he quickly began begging for more. "Seto…more…"
Complying with the demand, a second digit joined the first one; Yami's hands griped the bed sheets and he clenched closed his eyes as the fingers brushed past his prostate.
A whimper escaped Yami when the fingers were removed and Seto's weight shifted off his body. Cracking open an eye, Yami looked at the brunet and wondered what was wrong.
"Roll over."
A smile-smirk appeared on Yami's face as he did what he was told. Bracing himself on his hands and knees, Yami blissfully groaned when Seto entered him, loving the way the brunet filled him.
As Seto madly pounded into Yami, one of his arms made its way around the actor's body and grasped his cock.
Yami's body shuddered under the rhythmic assault; a whimper escaped from his lips as Seto began licking the back of his neck.
They both knew that Yami would not last long; pre-cum was already oozing into from the head of his cock, which Seto easily gathered in his hand.
Yami knew that it wouldn't always be like this. He knew that he would have to return to the US eventually. That was his home and Seto's home was here. But until the day came when he had to leave, Yami was determined to live in the fantasy that they were new people with normal lives who loved each other.
With a final shudder, Yami came, collapsing down on the bed in the process; exhausted from their activities. Behind him, Seto continued to pound down twice more before shooting his own release into the actor's body.
As he fell forward, Seto pulled out and rolled to his right so that he would not crush the smaller man with his weight. Wrapping an arm around Yami, they cuddled together as both of them began to drift off.
Tuesday was a down day for Yami. It was raining which met he couldn't go out anywhere so he busied himself most of the day by his parents and his friends. Although he was having the time of his life in Japan, Yami was missing everyone as some he hadn't seen since before he had started shooting the movie in Australia over half a year ago.
Finally, after lunch, Yami got around to calling Malik, whom he had been avoiding after the incident the night before.
"Is he still there?" Malik giggled as soon as he answered the phone and Yami silently cursed the person who invented call display.
"Seto left during the night; he's responsible for his younger brother and has to be at work early in the morning so he couldn't stay the night."
"Such a shame."
"Malik…"
"Guess what!" the blond eagerly cried before Yami could continue with his warning. Since Malik was excited Yami knew that could only mean he had met a guy.
"Who is he?"
"Bakura!"
Yami was puzzled. "Who?"
"THE Bakura! The one you stole his job from!"
"Malik…"
"He's so sweet! AND dynamic in the sack!"
"Malik, for five years he's been in and out of rehab; are you sure you want to become involved with him?"
"He's been clean for a while and even has a new movie coming out soon." Yami could practically see the blond rolling his eyes; the famous actor was concerned about his friend as Malik had a habit of finding the wrong guys.
"Just be careful. You're an annoying pain in the ass but I kind of like you."
"I love you too," Malik replied, his rich laughter coming across clear through the phone line. "So tell me! Is that Seto guy good in bed?"
"Malik!"
"Don't skim on the details. You two seemed to have been really going at it when I called earlier."
"I'm hanging up now," Yami groaned, massaging his temple with his free hand. "I need to visit the hotel gym this afternoon as I've been slacking off in my workouts since the movie ended."
"That's not what it sounded like when I called. It sounded like you were getting a very good workout."
"Does your mind ever think of anything besides sex?" Yami asked despite already knowing the answer.
"No."
The spiky haired man laughed and they said their goodbyes; Yami had a date with the Stairmaster to keep.
By Wednesday, Yami was seriously beginning to miss Seto. He hadn't seen the brunet since Monday night as they both agreed that too much of a good thing could lead to a messy situation. Nevertheless, Seto was taking him out for diner that night to celebrate knowing each other for a week.
Wednesday was also the day that Yami could track down his look-a-like, which gave the actor plenty of time to kill during the day before that night.
Having an early lunch, Yami left the hotel by 11am, as he wasn't sure how long it would take him to get to the game shop, plus it gave him plenty of time if he got lost.
Following Anzu's instructions, he walked to the train station and waited for Train 8 to arrive. Once aboard the train he counted the stops until reaching the sixth stop and got off. Reading the napkin again he soon found where he was going.
"Hello?" he called out as he walked into the empty shop. The sign on the door had said 'Open' and the door was unlocked but there was no one to be seen in the game shop. "Is anyone here?"
"Just an minute!" a friendly voiced cried out from a back room. Yami was pleased to discover that whoever was there spoke English.
While he waited, Yami looked around the shop, his eyes lighting up at the games he found. Mokuba was right this was a great place to visit.
"Now what can I help you with?" the same voice from before said behind Yami's back. Turning around, the actor discovered a short with gray wild hair and a beard with a smile on his face. The smile however quickly turned into a frown when he saw Yami.
"Get out."
"What?"
"You heard me get out!"
"I did nothing wrong; I was just looking around!" Yami protested, figuring he was in some kind of trouble. The last thing he needed if he was to remain anonymous was for a Japanese shopkeeper to accuse him of stealing.
The old man began yelling at Yami in Japanese as the front door opened again and in walked Anzu with the person Yami knew was Yugi, his look-a-like. Everyone was right; they would pass for twins if it weren't for Yami's bronze skin and intense red eyes.
As Yami stared at Yugi, his look-a-like and Anzu joined in with the yelling, their anger directed at the elderly man. Finally things quieted down and the old man crossed his arms and 'huffed', all while glaring at the confused American actor.
"Sorry about my grandfather," Yugi said as he walked over to Yami. "I've never seen him act this way before."
"I apologize if I did something wrong," the actor replied, taking an instant liking to Yugi. Now that they were closer together, Yami also realized that he stood a few inches taller than Yugi. "I was merely looking around the store."
"Don't worry about it." A cheerful grin crossed Yugi's face. "Anzu was right; we do look alike."
Yami matched the grin on his look-a-like's face. "I was thinking the same thing."
"See! I told you!" Anzu happily cried from where she stood. "If I didn't know any better I would swear you two were related!"
"That's because they are."
All eyes in the Kame Game Shop turned towards the old man who continued to have a sour look on his face. Silently they waited for him to say something more.