A/N: I know, I know this is a quick turn around for this story, but what can I say where I ended the last chapter it flowed literally directly into the next one. Now, notes for this chapter actually can be covered in the last chapter. We'll see how this works.
Warnings for this chapter: Sexual situations. Kissing teens. And Bakura being Bakura.
Disclaimer: (since I forgot to put on in last chapter...shame on me) I don't own Yugioh
Chapter 5: Wake me up I'm living a nightmare
Yami honestly had no idea what was happening to him. Last thing he'd know he had retreated into his room and was panicking about how everything had seemed like it was spiraling out of his control. And his feebly put together sense of denial was crumbling beneath his very feet and that was leaving him facing a terrifying truth that quite honestly almost made him sick to his stomach if he thought about it.
And then as if things weren't bad enough then they got...weird. Or utterly terrifying weird. Yami went from wide awake and panicking and then it felt like he had passed out. His entire world had gone black.
Thankfully Yami's world hadn't stayed faded although a part of Yami wished that it had because he opened his eyes just in time to see HIMSELF making his way out of his room. Yami's heart froze in his throat as he watched what was clearly his body, speaking with his voice move back towards where he had left his friends...honestly Yami didn't know how much time he'd been unconscious for.
Yami's terror seemed to rachet up a notch when he realized that he was also floating behind himself. It was like some sort of freaky out of body experience that Yami NEVER wanted to experience again.
Yami's attention was drawn by his own encounter with Jou. And worse still the fight that his body...no, the body snatcher controlling him had picked with his friends. Jou looked like he wanted to literally kill him, and as bad as it is to say a part of Yami wished that Honda and Otogi had just let Jou kick the crap out of him. Maybe if they had it would have been enough to snap him out of whatever the hell was going on with him.
He'd have to try and apologize to Jou. But again, how the hell was he supposed to do that? He'd been friends with Jou since elementary school and one thing Yami did know was that Jou hated, absolutely HATED being called a dog. His abusive father often called Jou a worthless mutt. And unlike a classmate with his father Jou had no choice but to take if from him. Then there was Jou's rivalry with Kaiba.
Yami sighed, yeah that was another thing that he and his friends just knew never to mention. Kaiba had somehow or another figured out that if you want to get Jou riled up, then call him a dog. So, Kaiba literally would not address Jou as anything BUT mutt. Often trying to drag his friends into the conversation by suggesting that one of them put a muzzle on him.
Yami was drawn from his thoughts as he watched Jou, Honda and Otogi walk away. Yami wished he could have gone with them. Wished somehow or another he'd be able to find a way to try and apologize for what he had said, yet not said at the same time. Yami groaned, even thinking about this was giving him a headache.
However, Yami's attention was snapped to the present when Yami heard Anzu speak, "Are you sure your alright Yami? You're really worrying me." Anzu whispered.
Yami sighed, he was more than worrying himself. And no, he was most definitely NOT alright. Not remotely alright. Things quite honestly could not get much more wrong then they were at this very moment.
Yami watched as his body turned to face Anzu and shot her a...Yami frowned, what the hell kind of look is that?! Some weird sort of lecherous smirk that quite frankly had NO place being on his face. "I'm sorry, I guess I'm just not feeling quite like myself. Maybe it would be for the best if I don't get left alone." Yami heard himself say, and he felt like he was going to be sick. That tone was not a tone that should have EVER been used when talking to a friend.
"Do you think I should take you to find your dad?" Anzu asked.
"YES! YES YES ANZU PLEASE TAKE ME TO MY DAD!" Yami shouted, not than anyone was able to hear him. He didn't know what his dad could even do to help him, but perhaps it was still a remnant of his childhood. If you were faced with a problem you couldn't quite figure out then you go to mom and dad. They are always able to help even when it doesn't seem there is a solution somehow they always manage to find one.
Yami watched as his face pouted, "Are you saying you don't want to take care of me?" He heard himself purr and Yami felt like he was physically going to be sick. And that feeling of...disgust jumped another ten levels when he saw that Anzu's face had turned red, no doubt she had also caught the obvious flirtation.
Please Anzu, in the name of all that is good in this world smack me across the damn face. Yami mentally pleaded. He didn't both shouting again, because clearly neither his body or Anzu could hear what he was saying.
"Y-Yami I..." Anzu stuttered.
And as Anzu stuttered Yami felt his heart sink that much further. This was beyond bad. It was beginning to look like Anzu had still not fully gotten over her crush on him from sophomore year. Yami still remembered how terribly awkward that conversation had been and having to walk the fine line of still being Anzu's friend and thus trying not to hurt her but at the same time tell her that he just didn't like her that way.
It had been hard but somehow they'd managed and he and Anzu had continued to be close friends but after that conversation Yami had, perhaps foolishly, just assumed that Anzu had dropped her crush on him all together. The way she was blushing and stuttering was telling Yami that that might not have been the case at all.
Yami almost leaped for joy when the door opened and in walked Anzu's roommates Miho, Rebecca and Mai. Hopefully this body snatcher would take the hint and back the fuck off and leave Anzu alone now that there were witnesses.
However, instead Yami watched as he lightly reached forward and grabbed a hold of Anzu's wrist. "Why don't we take this conversation back to my room?" Yami heard himself purr.
Miho, Rebecca and Mai clearly heard what was without question Yami making a pass at Anzu. There was no way those three were not going to comment on it and sadly they didn't disappoint. "Oooh, Anzu. You and Yami? About time you got together." Miho said with a giggle.
"I knew you liked him! Good on you for taking advantage of the trip." Rebecca said with a laugh.
Yami watched as Anzu's face turned such a dark shade of red her face was almost turning purple. Yami saw as his face smirked before tugging on Anzu's wrist once again, "Come along Anzu dear." He purred before Yami watched as his body succeeded in dragging Anzu out into the hall leaving behind the catcalls of her roommates as he did so.
And with every step Yami watched his body and Anzu take Yami felt like his life was sprialling more and more out of control. Anzu's crush on him that he had ignored was now being dragged back up and once Yami did manage to get control of his body what was he even going to say? He'd known Anzu had liked him at one point. To have then done this would have been cruelty to the highest degree if he hadn't actually liked her back. Which he didn't. Now, it was looking like he was almost going to have to say that he did just to keep from utterly crushing her.
And then there was Jou to think about. Yami knew full well that Jou had a huge crush on Anzu. If Jou ever heard about this then any slim chance there was of Yami getting Jou's forgiveness for the whole dog comment it was going to be wiped away by him supposedly trying to steal Anzu away from him.
Sadly, as much as Yami wished his room was on the opposite side of the ship it wasn't. And it didn't take long at all for the body snatcher to manage to get Anzu back to his room and tug her inside, slamming the door shut behind him. Yami again felt absolutely sick with the way he saw himself looking at Anzu. He was acting like a damn pervert and it was beyond disgusting.
"Yami, are you alright?" Anzu asked, her eyes shining with concern. Yami almost could breath a sigh of relief, clearly his body was acting strangely enough that Anzu could clearly tell there was something wrong with him. This could be a good thing. Hopefully Anzu would be able to get out of this without things getting to a point where if Yami ever managed to regain control of his body he wouldn't be able to walk them back.
"I'm more than alright Anzu." Yami's body purred as it slowly stalked forward. Anzu for her part retreated until Yami watched as the back of Anzu's knees hit the edge of the bed and she fell backwards. Yami mentally cursed the small room size. If the room had been larger Anzu would have had more space to try and escape.
Yami watched as his body licked its lips. "Gods above has anyone ever told you how utterly fuckable you look right now?" Yami heard himself say. Yami scowled. FUCKABLE! No, no no. That is wrong. And Anzu had better smack him! Yami mentally growled. Hell, HE wanted to smack himself. That or have his father wash his mouth out with soap. Yami thought as he watched as his body rested its hands on either side of Anzu's head in a position that was far too intimate to be remotely appropriate.
"Fuckable? Yami what's gotten into you?" Anzu spluttered.
Yami watched as the predatory grin on his face broadened as his hand traced the side of Anzu's breast. Yami eyes widened in further horror as he found himself backing up against the wall. No! This could not be happening! He had NOT just done that! He had not just touched Anzu like that!
Yami's attention was snapped back onto the pair on the bed when he heard Anzu let out a gasp, "Yami! What...what are you doing?" Anzu asked.
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm going to fuck you. Isn't that what you want?" Yami heard himself purr and with that declaration Yami almost wanted to curl up into a ball. Curl up and try and convince himself that what he was seeing wasn't happening. That his body wasn't trying to have sex with one of his closest friends.
"But..." Anzu spluttered. And as much as Yami wanted to he couldn't seem to be able to tune the pair on the bed out. Even with his hands covering his ears it was like he could still hear what his body was actually hearing. Further proving that he really WAS the one who had Anzu pinned to the bed.
"Or do you not want me?" Yami heard himself ask. Yami peeked his eyes open, mentally pleading with Anzu to confirm that no she does not want him then hopefully his body would get off and somehow or another Yami'd be able to start cleaning up this mess.
"Of course I want you. I-I love you, but Yami, this isn't right." Anzu said.
Yami felt like someone had taken a dagger and just stabbed him right in the chest. Anzu loved him? LOVED him? Dear gods clearly Yami had been in denial when he'd thought they had settled things back in sophomore year.
Yami watched through the gaps of his fingers over his eyes as his face began to lean forward "That's what I thought. And you wouldn't dream of saying no to me, now would you Anzu?" Yami heard himself purr however, to Yami's further horror he didn't even give Anzu that chance before he saw himself kissing her.
And much like watching a train crash Yami found himself unable to look away from the utter and complete nightmare that was unfolding right in front of his eyes. He could not block out the sound of Anzu moaning as his body kissed her and he saw how Anzu's arm wrapped around the back of Yami's neck in what he assumed was an attempt to pull his closer to her.
Yami watched as his hand slipped up under Anzu's shirt, no doubt continuing to touch her inappropriately. More things that Yami knew he'd never be able to walk back. What this body snatcher had done and was doing was something that Yami didn't even know how to fix. You could argue that Yami could just tell the truth but then again Yami didn't even know what the truth was. Let alone how to try and explain it.
Yami was drawn from his horrified musing by the sound of someone loudly hammering on the door. "Yami! Open the door this INSTANT!" Atemu shouted.
Yami almost felt like crying. And just when he'd thought things couldn't get any worse with the perfect timing of a superhero his father had arrived.
The knock on the door also seemed to be exactly what Anzu needed to come to her senses. Yami watched as she'd shoved his body off of her before diving for the door to let Atemu inside.
Yami watched as his body casually sat on the bed with a glare on his face as he starred at Atemu. Yami frowned. That glare. That look...he'd seen that before. Yami's eyes widened a fraction in what he could probably say was a horrified realization. That specter of the thief that he kept seeing. Every single time he'd ever looked at Atemu it had been with that same look of utter and complete hatred.
So, does that mean that spirit is the one controlling my body? Yami thought to himself as his mind rapidly tried to shift gears. Identifying what was controlling his body aside now he was faced with a potentially even worse problem. The spirit possessing him hated his father and was now no longer incorporeal, which meant if he tried to hurt Atemu now he actually was going to be capable of it.
"Has no one ever told you that doors get closed for a reason?" The spirit possessed body on the bed casually said as he continued to glare at Atemu.
Atemu however clearly was in no mood to be messing around. Yami had rarely seen his father look angrier then he did right now. A part of him almost was happy it was the spirit that was going to have to deal with it instead of him but he knew that was wrong. His father could be in danger and he wouldn't even realize it. "Don't you take that tone with me." Atemu hissed.
"Mr. Sennen, I'm going to just go." Anzu said, drawing Yami's attention briefly onto Anzu. Her face was still beet red and her shirt and hair were both mussed. But, the look on her face really hit Yami like a punch in the gut. She looked beyond mortified. Atemu just waved a hand dismissively at her and Anzu took her chance to quickly dart out of the room leaving, father son and possessing spirit alone.
The spirit sighed and rolled his eyes as he watched Anzu escape. "Now look what you've done. She got away." The spirit said.
Atemu's eyes narrowed, "What the hell is your problem Yami?" Atemu asked.
The spirit quirked a brow, "My problem? I'm afraid I'm not the one who decided to come barging into another person's room without an invite. It seems to me that you are the one with the problem." The spirit replied.
Yami watched as his father clenched his fists at his side. Yami winced. All kidding aside his father really did not like being back sassed. There was a time to play around and then there were times where things were to be taken seriously. Yami knew the spirit was not playing and so did Atemu. "First I am told that you were trying to pick a fight with some of your friends so I come up to see what is going on and I find you behaving in a highly inappropriate and downright cruel manner. And when I am trying to address this with you you have the gall to sit there and talk back to me." Atemu growled.
The spirit rolled his eyes, "Telling a loser mutt to quit barking like a dog isn't really trying to pick a fight. And since when is there a problem with getting myself laid?" The spirit asked, again his tone was casual but that look on his face was what really scared Yami.
There was really nothing to it. He had no choice but to figure out how to regain control of his body before his father ended up hurt. Yes, he knew he'd have to live with the consequences of this spirits actions. It'd suck but he'd deal with it.
"Getting yourself laid? Are you hearing yourself?" Atemu hissed.
Yami watched as the spirit slowly got to its feet still with that hateful glare upon its face. Yami took a deep breath as the spirit took a step in Atemu's direction. His father was not going to back down, then again in Atemu's mind he had no reason to be backing down.
Yami jumped in between his father and the spirit, locking his arms around his own torso and growled, "GIVE ME MY BODY BACK!"
The result was the craziest head rush as the entire world seemed to spin rapidly around as Yami reclaimed his body. He dropped to his knees gasping for air, quite honestly almost feeling like he was going to be sick. But when he reopened his eyes it was to see that hateful specter was once more a spirit.
"This is not over princess." The spirit hissed before vanishing.
It took Yami a few moments to catch his breath before he was able to get back to his feet and face his father. Who as Yami looked back at him seemed to be torn between being pissed and concern for why Yami had suddenly dropped to his knees.
"I'm sorry dad, I don't know what came over me." Yami said. Mentally he chuckled at the lie. He knew precisely what had come over him. An angry evil spirit had taken control of his body.
Atemu quirked a brow at the sudden change of tone before he nodded. "I'm glad to hear that you've apologized but now I would like to hear you explain to me why you would do something so utterly cruel to a person I thought was a good friend of yours." Atemu said.
Yami sighed. To be honest the spirit had done a lot of cruel things but yeah, there was literally no explanation for how the spirit had behaved. Yes, he needed to apologize to Jou, but...Yami mentally sighed. What was he going to do about Anzu? "I honestly don't know dad. But, I promise that I'll fix it." Yami said.
Atemu gave Yami another pointed look. "I am going to, against my better judgment, give you one final chance. If I hear about you stepping out of line again then you will be moving in with me for the duration of the trip. Am I clear?" Atemu asked.
Yami nodded. Given the fact that there was a chance of the spirit possessing him yet again being made to room with his father could be a deadly thing and that was something Yami was going to have to prevent at all costs.
Atemu nodded once more before he turned and strode out of the room leaving Yami once again alone with his thoughts. A part of him wished he truly was alone with his thoughts but at the moment Yami was just thankful he was the one controlling his arms and legs.
He truly understood why his father was puzzled by the clear cruelty he'd shown Anzu. The last time his father had been home to visit Yami and his father had had a long talk, during which Yami had confided in him that he preferred men and did not have an attraction to women. His father had actually been quite supportive when he was told that. But he also had understood that Yami wanted to keep his preferences, private. So, from his father's perspective he'd had no reason at all to have been doing what he did with Anzu other than to hurt or humiliate her.
Yami sighed. How was he supposed to fix it? If he tried to tell Anzu the truth it would absolutely crush her. Not that she'd even believe he was possessed but after Yami had heard Anzu confess that she loved him...no, he couldn't tell Anzu the truth.
Which meant, what? Did he force himself to pretend with Anzu for what, the duration of the cruise? How long was this charade going to have to go before Anzu wouldn't be hurt? And what if, god forbid, the spirit got control of his body again and he ended up doing something with Anzu that couldn't be taken back?
Yami groaned, "Why do you have to make my life so god damn complicated?" Yami growled to the empty room.
Where ever the damn spirit was Yami hoped he heard him. Yami slowly dragged himself back to his feet. Well, he really did not have a choice but to face the music. Or more importantly face Anzu. Yami made his way down the hall before he lightly knocked on Anzu's door.
The door opened to reveal Miho who giggled when she saw him before she opened the door. "Don't worry Yami, me, Mai and Rebecca were going to go and explore the ship. You and Anzu can have some time alone." Miho said before she practically tugged him into the room.
Yami sighed as he watched three of the biggest gossips in the entire school exit the room, all with looks on their faces like they knew exactly what was going to happen. Argh, as if things hadn't been complicated enough without the gossip crew spreading around the ship that him and Anzu had hooked up.
Yami was snapped out of his musings when Anzu came out of the bathroom. She froze for a moment as she looked at Yami, her cheeks flushing as she no doubt remembered exactly what had happened not even ten minutes before.
"Yami. I wasn't expecting you to come back so quickly. Did you get in a lot of trouble with your dad?" Anzu asked.
Yami sighed, "I was told that one more toe out of line and I'm bunking with him for the remainder of the trip." Yami said.
Anzu blushed before she lightly sat on the edge of the bed, "Well, I guess that's good. Right? That you didn't get into a ton of trouble." Anzu said softly.
Yami nodded, "Yeah, I really did luck out." Yami said with a bit of a forced laugh. God damn that fucking spirit why did he make everything so awkward.
Anzu gave Yami a shy smile before she lightly patted the spot beside her on the bed. And with a herculean effort Yami forced himself to sit beside her. He'd sat beside Anzu hundreds if not thousands of times in the past but yet doing so right now was awkward. All because that damn spirit had gone and shoved his tongue down Anzu's throat and Yami'd heard her say that she loved him.
"So," Anzu said as she awkwardly looked around the room while Yami tried to mentally figure out what the hell he was even supposed to do.
"So, do you want to pick up where we'd left off?" Yami forced himself to ask. A part of him hoped and prayed that Anzu would say no. She had thought that what they had been doing was wrong to begin with and Yami hoped that thought had returned with a vengeance.
Anzu blushed but she did nod her head, "Kissing you...was amazing. And it was something that I'd thought about doing for so long." Her blush deepened before she whispered, "And as much as I'd love to do more than kiss I don't think we should. At least not now. Maybe after we've been dating for awhile we can do that." She glanced up at him, "Is that okay with you?"
Yami forced himself to nod although inside he was screaming. Dating? Sex? Just what the fuck did that spirit sign me up for?!
Anzu smiled brightly at him before she flopped back on the bed so she was lying on her back, just like she had been back in Yami's room. Yami's heart sank. Right, he was supposed to be the one on top starting all of this. Because, as far as Anzu knows this is what he wanted to do. And to make matters worse he'd supposedly just done exactly that.
Yami forced himself to climb on top of Anzu, just like he'd seen the spirit do before, and lean forward pressing his lips to Anzu as his eyes slipped shut. Yami forced his mind to wander as he kissed his friend, imagining that he was kissing someone else.
He imagined cold hard blue eyes that seemed to pierce right down to his soul.
Inside Yami felt like crying as he continued to make out with his friend pretending it was his crush while cursing the spirit that was now tied to him in some way. Please just wake me up, I'm living a nightmare.
However, the illusion in his mind never seemed to fully gel with what his senses were telling him. Yami was almost certain his crush would not have on cherry blossom scented perfume. Nor would his crush's lips taste like strawberry lip gloss.
Yami groaned in surprise when unexpectedly he felt a tongue getting thrust into his mouth, Anzu's hands buried in his hair as the kiss continued. Yami's hands were resting firmly on the bed as he did his best to focus on maintaining his balance. How long exactly was he supposed to kiss her for before it would be considered appropriate to stop?
Finally, after what felt to Yami like an eternity the kiss broke. Yami forced himself to open his eyes shattering all attempts at imagining someone else as he looked at Anzu. She looked utterly content but worse than that she looked truly happy. She lightly traced the side of Yami's face, "I love you." She whispered.
Yami nodded as he forced himself to smile back in return, "I love you too Anzu." Yami whispered. The lie tasting bitter on his tongue.
The sound of Yami's stomach rumbling however saved him. He gave Anzu a sheepish smile while she laughed, "Sounds like you're hungry." Anzu said.
Yami nodded, "Yeah, guess I've worked up quite an appetite." Yami said.
Anzu giggled, "Well, go and get something to eat then." Anzu said.
Yami nodded before he forced himself to peck her on the lips one last time before scrambling off and leaving her room.
Yami jogged down the hallway before he came to a stop at the stairs while he tried to get his thoughts in order. He was now stuck dating Anzu for at the very least the duration of this trip.
Yami tried to force that thought out of his mind as he headed up the stairs although his heart almost came to a stop when he practically crashed into Kaiba.
Yami swallowed thickly as he dodged to the side. "Sorry Kaiba." Yami said.
Kaiba snorted, "Watch where you're going Sennen." Kaiba replied before he continued going on his way.
Yami watched Kaiba go before he turned back to locating the buffet hall knowing as he often reminded himself that he read far too much into how Kaiba addressed him. To Kaiba Yami and his friends were known as: The mutt, Dice boy, the dunce, the dancing bimbo and Sennen. And Yami could not help it that his heart raced because he was the only one who didn't have a cruel nickname.
Yes, Yami knew he was pathetic. Which was why he was able to just put it out of his mind as he often did. Although it was harder to do than normal since Yami had just spent the last however many minutes imagining that he had made out with Kaiba.
Yami finally managed to locate the buffet and had just picked up his plate when the specter had made a reappearance. Yami glared at him out of the corner of his eye.
The spirit smirked at him.
Yami's grip on the plate tightened to the point where Yami was surprised he hadn't managed to crack it.
"Never do that again." Yami hissed.
"Do what princess?" The spirit taunts.
Yami glares at the spirit before he forces himself to focus on plating up some food. "You know damn well what." Yami hisses back under his breath. Thankfully the buffet area is crowded and no doubt everyone else just assumed Yami was talking to someone. And he was...just not someone that anyone could see.
The spirit smirks, "I'm afraid you're going to have to be a trifle more specific princess." The spirit purred.
Yami's glare darkened as he replied, "Keep your hands off my body."
The spirit quirked a brow, "Or you'll what?" he taunts as he purposely strokes his hand down Yami's spine, making Yami's body tingle, thankfully Yami was able to remain in control.
Yami forced himself to ignore the spirit because what exactly was he even going to threaten the spirit with? There was literally nothing he could do to the spirit and Yami knew it. So did the spirit which meant Yami was powerless to stop the spirit from doing whatever it damn well pleased.
However, Yami's ignoring of the spirit just seemed to spur it on even more. Yami suddenly could feel almost nothing but a powerful tingling sensation as the spirit was practically standing on top of him, which his whole spectral body pressed against Yami's back as he purred into Yami's ear, "Do my eyes deceive me princess or are you enjoying this?"
"Shut up! I am not. Now keep your paws to yourself and your spirit out of my body." Yami growled.
The spirit chuckled, "Then why are you blushing princess?" The spirit purred.
"SHUT UP I AM NOT!" Yami shouted which of course had the embarrassing result of making people turn and stare at him. Yami's face flushed in embarrassment before he dropped his plate and just sprinted out of the dining hall.
Worse still Yami could hear the sound of the spirit cackling at him as he fled. Yami fled up to the deck where he was able to see the moment when the ship departed from shore. Yami forced himself to try and catch his breath as he watched the city of Luxor slowly drift out of sight.
Yami thought for a moment that the spirit must have retreated because he was no longer able to hear the sound of the spirits laughter but glancing over his shoulder revealed that the spirit was still very much there must that it too was starring at Luxor.
"So much has changed since I was trapped in that tomb." The spirit whispered.
Yami frowned before his gaze drifted back out to rest on Luxor as he forced his heart to slow. Should he say something? That whole trapped in a tomb comment sounded unpleasant but really, what do you say? Or was it for the best that he say nothing? Just pretend that the spirit hadn't said anything.
The spirit turned and gave Yami a look, "How much time has passed princess?" The spirit asked. No, Yami mentally chided. Bakura had asked. That was how the spirit had introduced himself last night.
Yami shrugged, "I don't know. Probably more than three thousand years but I don't know exactly how long. My dad might. He's the history expert." Yami said.
Bakura snorted, "Of course that damn Pharaoh would know." Bakura muttered.
Yami frowned before he turned his attention back onto Bakura, "My dad isn't a Pharaoh. And while we're on the subject there are no Pharaohs anymore. There hasn't been a Pharaoh in Egypt in more than 2000 years." Yami said.
Bakura was quiet for a moment, no doubt lost in his thoughts. Yami decided to leave him to it. He didn't really have anything to say to the thief although a part of Yami hoped that whatever beef he had decided he had with Atemu he had sort of realized had nothing to do with him at all.
Yami sighed as he forced himself to look away from the river bank. He took a few steps when Bakura called out to him again, "Where are you going Princess?"
Yami frowned as he clenched his fist at his side before he turned to face Bakura, "Will you quit calling me that! In case you haven't figured it out yet you are attached to a guy. Not a girl. So you just going to have to deal with that." Yami hissed.
Bakura casually crossed his arms over his chest as he gazed at Yami. "You going to go and fuck the whore?" Bakura asked.
Yami clenched his fists so tightly that he was surprised he wasn't drawing blood. "First of all Anzu is not a whore. She is my friend. And while we're on the fucking subject thank you for turning my life for the foreseeable future into a fucking nightmare! Thanks to you I'm now stuck dating her for who knows how long just to cover for you." Yami snarled.
Bakura smirked, "Are you saying there is another girl you'd rather be fucking?" Bakura asked.
Yami was about to open his mouth to reply when someone else seemed to beat him too it, "Who the hell are you talking to Sennen?"
Yami whipped around to lock gazes with Kaiba who had just emerged up onto the pool deck. "K-Kaiba, what are you doing here?" Yami asked.
Kaiba crossed his arms over his chest as he gazed down at Yami. A requirement given the fact that Kaiba was at least six inches taller than him. "I came up here since I figured I signed up for this damn trip I might as well see the sights as we cruise down the river."
"Up." Yami said.
Kaiba quirked a brow, "What did you say Sennen?" Kaiba asked.
Yami forced himself to put the mess he was dealing with completely out of his mind and focus on his conversation with Kaiba, "I said up. We're sailing up the river, not down. The Nile flows South to North so we're going up." Yami said.
Kaiba snorted, "Up, down. Whatever. You knew what I meant." Kaiba replied, crossing his arms stubbornly as he spoke.
Yami smirked as he felt himself finally beginning to relax. Debating things with Kaiba was something normal and right now Yami truly needed a bit of normality in his life. "Yes, I may have understood what you meant but that doesn't change the fact that the genius Seto Kaiba was wrong." Yami said.
Kaiba shot Yami a glare and Yami just grinned triumphantly. He had a point and Kaiba knew it. However Yami's victory was snatched from him when he suddenly found himself experiencing a powerful tingling sensation. Bakura was back.
Yami gasped for air as he fought to remain in control of his body.
"Oh, I see how it is Princess. The real reason you didn't like what I did to the whore. You would much rather be the one beneath a powerful man like this Kaiba person." Bakura purred in Yami's ear.
Yami felt his cheeks flaming as he continued to focus on keeping in control as Bakura continued to press his spirit into Yami. Remaining in control was taking all of Yami's concentration which no doubt was not helped by the fact that Kaiba was now looking at him like he'd lost his mind.
"What's your problem Sennen?" Kaiba asked.
Yami took a deep breath as he forced himself to ignore the thief and the tingling sensation as he continued to talk to Kaiba, "Shouldn't I be asking you that? You aren't one to make mistakes. Isn't that what you're always saying?" Yami said. And given what he was dealing with at the time Yami thought that was a decent reply.
"You know Princess if you really wanted I'm sure I could try and figure out a way to give you what you want." Bakura purred in Yami's ear. As he pressed himself even tighter against Yami's body.
Yami's concentration slipped at Bakura's unexpected comment as he vaguely wondered if that was even possible and if so something else for him to worry about. Bakura seized the opportunity presented by Yami's momentary lapse and took control, leaving Yami once more thrust out of control of his body.
Bakura however managed to stay on his feet as he shot Kaiba a smirk. "Or is the real reason that you made a mistake because you were too busy imaging me without any clothes on." Bakura purred.
Yami launched himself at Bakura's back. "Give me back my body! Right NOW!" Yami shouted as he locked his arms around Bakura's throat.
Kaiba appeared taken aback by Bakura's comment and Yami knew he'd have to figure out some semblance of damage control but right now he was more concerned with taking back control before this demonic spirit made his life an even bigger nightmare.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Kaiba growled, his eyes narrowed as he gazed at Bakura.
Bakura smirked, his eyes raking Kaiba up and down, "Oh, as if you don't know. Admit it. You didn't just come up here to check out the view. You came out here to check me out. Or are you not willing to admit how long you stood there starring at me before you said anything." Bakura purred.
"Will you SHUT UP! And GIVE ME MY BODY BACK!" Yami growled as he wrapped a leg around Bakura's waist in addition to having both his arms locked tightly around Bakura's neck, almost like he was attempting to climb back inside.
And unlike the first time Yami noticed this time that the tingling sensation he experienced when Bakura pressed up against him was even worse when he was the ghost clinging to the body. This was something he was going to have to get used to if he was ever going to keep control of his own body.
Bakura smirked once more and then without the slightest warning Yami felt himself thrust back into control. Yami somehow managed to not fall flat on his face.
Bakura chuckled, "You're most welcome Princess. Now, don't forget you'll owe me for this later." Bakura purred before he completely retreated, during which time Kaiba seemed to have gotten over the shock of Bakura's flirtations.
However, Yami must have been imaging things as he caught his breath after reclaiming control of his body.
Kaiba narrowed his eyes before he nodded once. "Its boring up here anyway. Lets go talk somewhere a bit more private Sennen." Kaiba said before he turned on his heel and headed back into the ship.
Yami for a moment paused as he tried to think about what he wanted to even do when Bakura made up his mind for him. "Either you go after him or I take over your body and I go after him." Bakura threatened.
Yami scowled before he talked through the door. "After I deal with Kaiba you and I are going to sit down and we're going to lay down some god damn ground rules." Yami hissed.
Bakura laughed, "If you say so Princess. If you say so." Bakura purred.
"Will you QUIT calling me that!" Yami snapped as he yanked the door open and headed back down into the ship. He didn't actually know what room Kaiba had gotten himself assigned to a part of him just hoped it wasn't anywhere near any of his friends.
Thankfully Kaiba exited onto the fifth floor of the ship instead of the fourth. Kaiba glanced over his shoulder to answer Yami's unasked question, "I was most certainly not going to be sharing a room on this damn ship with a bunch of loudmouthed morons. So, I paid extra money to get myself my own private room. I think that will suite the purposes of our discussion Sennen." Kaiba said briskly.
Yami followed Kaiba as he led the way down the hall, he stopped briefly outside of room 542 to unlock the door before holding it open allowing Yami to enter first, which he did before Kaiba closed the door firmly behind him.
Kaiba sat down stiffly on top of the edge of the bed as he starred at Yami who remained standing somewhat awkwardly by the door.
Yami awkwardly cleared his throat, "So, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about Kaiba?" Yami asked.
Kaiba sighed before he reached down into his suitcase and pulled out a stack of playing cards. "Apparently my fascination with you is something you picked up on Sennen. However, although yes I am interested in exploring this interest it goes without saying that this does not leave the confines of this room."
Yami slowly nodded as he again had a bad feeling that Bakura had once more managed to dig Yami into a hole that he had no idea how to extricate himself from. Worse still is that fact that a part of Yami wasn't sure if he wanted to dig himself out of this hole.
Kaiba nodded, "Excellent." He said before he began to briskly shuffle the deck of cards.
"I figured we'd make this exploration go as simply and as business like as possible. We play a hand of cards. Winner of that hand gets to do something to the loser. And we'll continue cycling through until we both tire of the game at which point we'll both go our separate ways." Kaiba said.
Yami sighed but nodded, "Fine. Deal." Yami said. This was a good thing, all he had to do was keep winning these hands of cards and everything was golden. Gaming was a specialty of his and it always had been.
Yami should have known that things wouldn't' be that simple. The thief that was currently hitching a ride with him was doing everything he could to make it so Yami couldn't fully concentrate on the game, which resulted in Yami accidentally discarding the wrong card. That mistake proved to be even more costly when Kaiba scooped up the card before laying his hand on the table.
"First hand goes to me Sennen." Kaiba said a triumphant smirk on his face.
Yami resisted the urge to glare at the no doubt smirking thief. "You're welcome Princess." Yeah, Yami meant what he said after this was all over he was going to be laying down some serious ground rules.
"So you have Kaiba. What would you like for your prize to be?" Yami asked, doing his best to keep his tone as casual as he could manage it. Yes he was nervous and embarrassed but damn it if nothing else Yami was going to keep Kaiba from finding any of that out.
Kaiba was quiet for a moment while he contemplated what it was he wanted before he seemed to make up his mind. "Lay on your back." Kaiba said.
Yami nodded once before he complied and laid down on his back, starring up at the ceiling of Kaiba's room while he took a deep, calming breath. He knew that he shouldn't have been surprised when his vision was suddenly taken up by Kaiba's face, and his beautiful sapphire blue eyes only inches away from Yami's own.
God only knows the number of times Yami had dreamed about those damn eyes. For a moment the two just stared at each other while Yami waited for Kaiba to make his move.
Yami let out a surprised gasp as Kaiba captured his lips without warning. The kiss was bruising and Kaiba was in control from the moment his lips came in contact with Yami's. The kiss was rough, almost like Kaiba was trying to dominate Yami through just this one kiss. Yami clumsily kissed back but his lack of experience most definitely was showing.
On the bright side Yami supposed it was a good thing that Kaiba at least knew what he was doing. Or at the very least he seemed like he knew what he was doing with the way his lips moved confidently against Yami's. The way his tongue twisted and twirled around Yami's own sending shock waves of pleasure coursing through Yami's body. In no way was this kiss like the one he'd shared with Anzu earlier. Not even close.
Yami's hands slipped around Kaiba's powerful shoulders as he tried to pull Kaiba even closer to him. His nose breathing in the scent of Kaiba's cologne. God damn it he even smelled good. Yami moaned into the kiss as their tongues continued their intimate dance before the kiss came to an abrupt end leaving both teens gasping for breath.
For a moment Yami and Kaiba still starred at one another as they caught their breaths before Kaiba sat back up, straightening his shirt and once more scooping up the cards and beginning to shuffle them. Yami sat up as well before he accepted the cards that Kaiba dealt him.
Yami lost the second hand and this time he couldn't even blame Bakura for it since all his mind could think about was that damn kiss. And worse still that he wanted Kaiba to kiss him like that again. Thoughts like that were most certainly not conducive to winning a hand of cards much to Kaiba's amusement.
"Looks like the second hand goes to me as well Sennen." Kaiba said.
Yami nodded. "So it does." Yami replied as he tried to mentally keep himself composed to some degree.
Kaiba nodded his head towards the bed and Yami laid back once again this time without being told. And just like before once again Yami's vision was taken up by Kaiba however, unlike before Kaiba did not kiss Yami. Or at least, not like he had the first time. No, this time Kaiba's lips latched themselves onto Yami's throat.
Yami threw his head back and moaned at the feel of Kaiba's lips on his skin. He could feel Kaiba smirking against his throat before he lightly nipped at Yami's skin. Yami groaned. "Oh god Kaiba."
Kaiba sat back briefly, his beautiful blue eyes locking with Yami's. "You've never done this before, have you?" Kaiba asked.
Yami shook his head. No, he hadn't. In fact if it wasn't for the damn thief's interference earlier he would have had the humiliating distinction of having gotten all the way through high school without ever having kissed someone. Thus was the life of someone determined to live in the closet. But now thanks to the thief Anzu was now the proud owner of Yami's first kiss.
And wasn't that a depressing thought. Nothing against Anzu, just she certainly wouldn't have been Yami's choice.
Kaiba grinned, "Good. That just means that you're mine. Just as you were always meant to be." Kaiba said before returned his attention to Yami's throat.
Yami groaned, once again burying his fingers in Kaiba's hair as he tried to focus on winning a new game. Not humiliating himself by getting an erection.
Yami cried out when Kaiba bit a bit more harshly down on Yami's collarbone than he'd been expecting. However, Yami refrained from commenting on it when he noticed that one of Kaiba's hands had managed to snake its way up under Yami's tank top and his fingers were now toying with Yami's right nipple.
Kaiba finally sat back, smirking as he gazed at the thoroughly dazed Yami still laying sprawled out on top of Kaiba's bed.
"Damn you look so hot like that." Kaiba said which certainly didn't help Yami in winning his game about not humiliating himself.
Kaiba smirked as he reached for the deck of card again, "What to you say? Want to play another round?" Kaiba asked.
Yami slowly sat up however before he could answer Yami's phone rang. Yami gave Kaiba a sheepish look before he picked up the phone, his father's picture lighting up the screen. "It's my dad." Yami explained.
Kaiba rolled his eyes but made no further comment while Yami answered the phone. "Hey dad, what's up?"
"Hey Yami, its about time for dinner and I was wondering if you wanted to join me?" Atemu asked.
Yami glanced up at Kaiba before returning his attention onto his phone, "Yeah, I can meet you for dinner dad. When do ou want to meet up at?" Yami asked.
"I'm going to head to the dining room in about twenty minutes." Atemu replied.
Yami nodded, not that Atemu could see, "Yeah, that sounds fine. I'll see you then." Yami replied.
"See you then kiddo." Atemu replied before the call ended.
Yami pocketed his phone before shoot Kaiba a regretful look, "Sorry Kaiba, my dad wants me to join him for dinner." Yami said.
Kaiba shrugged, "Whatever. You go and do that. We can resume our game another time. But remember what I said before. Tell. NO ONE what happened. Last thing I need is people hearing about me partaking in homosexual relations." Kaiba said.
Yami nodded as he got to his feet and headed to the door, "No worries Kaiba. My lips are sealed." Yami replied as he made his way out into the hallway, a strange almost hollow feeling overcoming him.
Kissing Kaiba had been absolutely amazing. More than he had dreamed it would be but yet, that bit at the end just left him feeling empty inside. Kaiba's need to keep this quiet hurt for some reason which deep down Yami knew was ridiculous. Kaiba and him had just been making out with one another. He should be leaping for joy and yet here he was walking like a zombie on his way to the dining hall.
And now he had yet another secret he just couldn't tell anyone. And unlike the whole possession thing this was something Yami knew his dad actually COULD help him with.
Yami rested his head against the wall in the hallway a short distance from the stairs. It shouldn't bother him. He knew it shouldn't. Kaiba was just a private person and like himself wanted to keep his preferences private.
But it was just the way he'd said it that bothered Yami. Like Kaiba wanted Yami to be his plaything in private but publicly he'd have someone else on his arm to parade around.
Yami jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand come to rest on his shoulder. Yami whipped around to see his dad standing there frowning. "Are you alright Yami?" Atemu asked.
Yami shook his head, "No, dad I'm not alright." Yami said with a sigh before he started to walk down the stairs.
Atemu tightening his hand on Yami's shoulder halted Yami's progress. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong? I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on." Atemu said.
Yami snorted, "Nothings wrong dad." Yami said, his voice tinged with bitterness. Nothing that I can tell you about anyway. "So, are we going down to dinner? With all the excitement of this cruise getting under way I haven't eaten anything since breakfast." Yami said in the hopes of getting his father to drop the subject.
Atemu frowned but he did nod, "Let's head down to dinner. And after dinner I think it'd be a good idea if we headed up to my room to talk. You can go back to staying with your friends tomorrow." Atemu said.
Yami shook his head, "That really won't be necessary dad. Like I said, nothings wrong." Yami said. Its not your fault that I'm living a freaking nightmare.
Atemu snorted, "Right. We'll pretend for now that I believe you." Atemu said before he released his hold on Yami's shoulder and led the way down to dinner with Yami slowly trailing behind him.