There was an advertisement like this when I was a child and it just fit so well I had to bring these two together xD

Ice

Seto Kaiba didn't regret anything in his life.

Why should he anyway? The past couldn't be changed and it was a waste for time to think about it.

He was however, slowly but surely regretting that he convinced Atem to get his driver's license.

And that he let him drive his car.

Especially now.

The first snow of the year had turned the landscape into a winter wonderland, as vernacular put it. The world looked more elegant and neater under the white covers of the snow and the air was fresher and cleaner thanks to cool winds. But at the same time, there was danger hidden behind this beauty. He'd seen people slip and fall on the street the whole day and the icicles hanging from street signs, roofs and trees gave them both a nice decoration and a dangerous weapon. He had a soft spot for winter though, since he liked this particular mixture of beauty and danger – not least because it reminded him of all the… well sentiments he had towards the man driving his car right now.

But right now as he was sitting in the passenger seat of his car, the world outside passing by in a blur of white and grey and Atem speeding down the road like he was a Formula 1 driver, he couldn't think of anything else but getting home safe and sound.

Don't get him wrong, he wasn't concerned about his own safety at all, no. He had looked into death's face his whole life and was somewhat used to it. He was scared for the driver.

He had to literally jump through space and time to get Atem back and if he'd die in a simple car crash now… all of his efforts would have been a complete waste of money, time and ambition and he'd definitely have a reason to regret the past then. Those were two things he wanted to prevent at all costs.

Nothing more, nothing less.

"Atem." He began, realizing with a start that he was gripping hisseat like a scared child and he immediately let go as casual as possible. "It could be slippery."

Atem only sneered and shot him a meaningful look.

That he didn't even bother to answer made Seto even more aggravated. "You know about black ice, don't you?"

Still, Atem said nothing; he just kept on grinning and sped up even more and Seto made a face.

Who would have thought Atem would turn out to be such a speed demon the moment he was able to drive alone. Seto remembered the first times he gave him a ride and how he clung to the seats or handgrip or even the doors. Ever since that one particular incident with a car door he made sure all doors of the cars he used had child-proof-locks…

It confused him that Atem was so nervous since he'd been in a helicopter and on blimp with him already. When he tugged his exhausted body into a blanket on his couch after that incident with the door, he had asked him about it. Atem had only shrugged and stated Yugi as the reason. He said it was because he had shared his mind and body with him at that time and that he had perceived things differently. This had changed when he got his own body of course so that now he was more aware of his surroundings than before. As a pharaoh the fastest he could go was by riding a horse or on a chariot but that was in no way comparable to any of Seto's cars.

Seto had nodded… and had decided that night that he would teach him to drive and make him lose his fear of high speed.

It was a little fly in the ointment though, since Seto really liked to see him all fluttered and nervous.

Although the view of him all fluttered and excited right now sure had its benefits too.

If only he would slow down a little on a winter day like this.

Then again, he'd probably do the same. They were rather alike when it came to these things.

But still he couldn't help his sharp intake of breath when Atem took the next turn rather racy and he opened his mouth to scream at him, but Atem talked him over.

"You trust me, don't you Seto?"

"If you mean that I trust you're going to kill us both if you continue driving like that then damn yes, I do trust you."

"Oh, come on. It's fun."

"I don't like to repeat myself but it could be slippery."

Again Atem shot him this smug look and Seto wanted to tell him to keep his damn eyes on the road, but Atem was faster once more. "Are you scared?"

Seto snorted. "I thought you knew me better."

"Oh, you want me to drive faster?" He hadn't really finished this sentence, when he stepped on the gas pedal once more and the car all but flew through the gate to his mansion. It came to a screeching halt right before the entrance door and Atem turned the car off. "Was that fast enough?"

Confused that they had actually managed to reach his mansion unharmed, Seto didn't answer and just shook his head. He didn't know if he was angry at Atem or if he was thrilled. Whatever it was, he swore to put him in his Jet as soon as he could. Revenge was sweet, after all.

With a satisfied grin he got out of the car, stepped forward and… slipped on the ice, fell and tumbled on his butt.

Seto Kaiba wasn't humiliated by anything ever in his life.

Why would he be anyway? He was Seto freaking Kaiba.

He was, however slowly but surely starting to feel humiliated by the way his small boyfriend hovered over him now, hand outstretched and a smug grin on his face as he said:

"Seto, it could be slippery."