Kaiba's Preferences
By: Niiro Yuuyake
Warnings: comedy(as usual), OOCness, Yaoi, Implied themes(and situations), Shounen-ai, Contemplation of mass murder, Anzu-bashing, OC-Bashing . . .
Disclaimer: Niiro does not own Yi-Gi-Oh nor any of its character. However, she does own the very-annoying Kiroko.
Chapter 3: Kaiba's Admirers
It had never crossed Mokuba's mind to HOLD Yami Bakura back from going upstairs. Actually, he had noticed immediately that Ryou WASN'T holding Yami Bakura . . . Now this would have been all and well, but as soon as Bakura walked in the Kaiba Mansion, he looked over at Yuugi(obviously looking for Yami).
"Where's the Pharaoh?" Yami Bakura asked gruffly.
Yuugi looked over to Mokuba, but Mokuba looked over at Ryou, pleading with his eyes for him to get hold of his Yami before something happened.
"Well?" Bakura emphasized.
Mokuba decided a quick way out of this: He shrugged, and rushed off into the party area, yelling over his shoulder: "Could you guys bring that bag along? Thanks!"
Yuugi stared. He really had NO idea where Yami was. Last time he'd seen him, Yami was going upstairs to help Mokuba and Anzu . . . So he shrugged, also, and followed Mokuba into the Party Area.
Anzu's friend, Kiroko, looked from Yami Bakura to Ryou. "Are you guys, like, twins or something?" She asked confused.
Bakura growled. Screw this! In fact . . . Screw Seto . . . he smirked evilly, and made his way up the stairs, toward Seto's room.
Ryou looked over to Anzu, then to Kiroko. He didn't know this girl, but she reminded him an awful lot of Anzu . . . and that was one Anzu too many.
"Hi. I'm Ryou. And yes, Bakura's my twin."(Liar)
Ki-chan nodded. "I figured as much. Im pretty smart, you know?"
Ryou nodded. Yea . . . pretty smart . . . "er . . . Should we get this bag, for Mokuba?"
Anzu nodded, grabbing Kiroko by the hand. "Yes . . . bring it into that room over there, "she pointed to the room Mokuba and Yuugi left through, "Thanks Ryou." And with that she pulled her friend upstairs, to go find Yami and Kaiba . . . possibly Bakura, too.
Ryou sighed, and walked over to the big, white bag. "Okay . . . Leave little, good Ryou, here to carry the bag by himself . . . " he sighed.
After heaving a big breath, Ryou heaved the bag onto his shoulder . . . er . . . TRIED to heave the bag onto his shoulder. DAMN! This bag was heavy! What in the world did Mokuba have in there! Bricks!
"Help!"
Mokuba sighed when he didn't see Bakura come through the doorway. He wanted to avoid Bakura at all costs, especially since he was avid to get his brother away from HIM, and into Yami's arms.
Last thing he needed was for Bakura to come, threaten him, then go upstairs and do who-knows-what to his 'Niisama. They stayed in that office a really long time yesterday. And he wasn't absolutely sure, but he wasn't stupid either. BAKURA . . . Yami Bakura didn't hang around with people everyone despised every day, just for his health . . . Hell, Mokuba didn't want to admit it . . . but maybe . . . maybe Bakura and his 'Niisama were . . . were an item.
He shivered. Seto wasn't THAT desperate. Especially since he had Yami after him, and KNEW it. Yea . . . Mokuba's elder brother knew Yami was eyeing him . . . and he got a great laugh out of it for a while, but Mokuba figured when his 'Niisama no longer found it funny, he'd give Yami a chance.
Yuugi sat next to Mokuba on the couch, looking around at the empty room. They hadn't even started decorating yet, and he'd been at the Kaiba Mansion for about forty-five minutes.
"Hey, Mokuba?"
Mokuba looked over at Yuugi. Where the hell was Yami Bakura and Ryou . . . and Anzu and . . . that girl, for that matter? They had no where else to go, but to Mokuba . . .
"Where IS Yami? He went upstairs with you and Anzu . . . "
Mokuba stared, lost in thought, but processing what Yuugi said . . . "Upstairs."He answered, vaguely.
Yuugi smiled. "I know that, Mokuba . . . but what is he doing, upstairs?"
"Getting something for me . . . " Mokuba answered, just as vaguely.
"Getting what?" Yuugi sighed.
"...Stuff . . . "
Yuugi shook his head. "I figured out that much." Guess, he would have to try a different tactic, "Where is Yami, upstairs?"
Yuugi stared. "Mokuba?"
"He's . . . er . . . Yami's in . . . "
"Hey! Guys, do you mind helping me, here?" Ryou interrupted Mokuba's answer(Mokuba cheered on the inside . . . thank Kami for Ryou), "This bag is awfully heavy . . . What's in here?"
Mokuba leaped off the couch, and rushed over to help Ryou. "In the bag is Confetti. I plan to have it fall from the ceiling after I first cut the cake . . . cool, right?"
Yuugi sighed. Avoid the problem at hand, why don't ya, Mokuba? ...He sighed, again, looking around."Hey Ryou?"
"Hm?"
"Where's Bakura? Better yet, where's Anzu and her friend? Where is everyone?" Yuugi asked, looking around again.
Mokuba looked up, instantly. "Yea . . . Where is Bakura? And Anzu! Oh gods . . . no . . . they didn't . . . go upstairs, did they?"
Ryou nodded, sheepishly."Is that a problem? I know it's disrespectful, but it's very hard to hold them back. Anzu could be vio-"
"Yea! It's a big problem! Yami's upstairs with 'Niisama! And . . . oh no, this won't turn out good." Mokuba whined, as he made his way, into the other room, toward the stairs.
Yuugi followed, Ryou behind him. "What does he mean? " He asked Yuugi.
Yuugi shrugged.
The trio stopped at the stairs upon hearing Yami Bakura's voice echoing throughout the Mansion.
"PHARAOH! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY PRIEST'S ASS!"
Mokuba stared. Yuugi gawked, and Ryou blushed.
"YOUR PRIEST!"
"YEA, MINE!"
"I'M STANDING RIGHT HERE!"
"YOU, STAY OUT OF THIS!" Both Bakura and Yami yelled at Kaiba.
"KYAAAHHH! KAIBA! PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" Anzu just made her way into the room.
"OH MY! WHERE'S THE CAMERA! MUST TAKE PICTURE OF KAIBA-SAN'S BODY! AHHH, IS THAT A TATTOO!" Kiroko yelled, next.
"GET THE HELL OUT! ALL OF YOU!"
" BUT SETO-"
"OUT!"
"HA! TOLD YA, PHARAOH! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR PUTTING' YOUR HANDS ON ANOTHER MAN'S PROPERTY!"
"PROPERTY! KAIBA'S MINE, TOMB ROBBER!"
"YAMI! I THOUGHT WE WERE TOGETHER! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!"
"ANZU! DON'T RUN! CONFRONT YOUR LOVE FOR CHEATING ON YOU WITH -MY- KAIBA-KUN!"
"WHAT! GET OUT, ALL OF YOU! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU STILL HERE!"
"BUT LOVE-"
"PHARAOH, DON'T MAKE ME-"
"DO WHAT, TOMB ROBBER! KAIBA'S MINE! OTHERWISE, HE WOULDN'T HAVE LET ME-"
"FUCK THIS! SECURITY! SECURITY!"
Mokuba looked over his shoulder, watching in stupefied shock, as several Security guards rushed upstairs, then a few minutes later, led a pale, crying Anzu, a blushing-red Kiroko, a very angry-looking Yami, and a VERY pissed looking Bakura down stairs.
"Leave them, here, "Mokuba announced, after snapping out of his shocked-state.
The guards nodded, and headed back the way they came.
Mokuba looked over at Yami, then Bakura. "Well . . . "He played innocent, "What happened?"
Ryou blushed a brighter red. Yuugi looked away. This was a disaster waiting to happen. Anzu cried harder, though it was obvious she wasn't really crying. There were no tears.
Kiroko seemed a bit satisfied, but otherwise okay.
"Well, "Started Yami, "I was busy with Seto, when these-"
"Busy doing what?" Kiroko asked.
Ryou practically had a nosebleed just thinking about what they could have been doing. "I...Where's the bathroom, Mokuba?" He asked, his hands covering his nose.
Mokuba pointed over his shoulder. "So, WHAT were you and 'Niisama doing?"
Yami looked down at him . . . "Why? ..."
Bakura fumed. "Damn you, Pharaoh. You just couldn't keep your greedy, man-grabbing hands off my Priest, huh?"
Yuugi sighed, walking over to his Yami before something broke out. "Maybe we should start decorating, Mokuba."
Mokuba nodded. "Yea . . . eh . . . Bakura, maybe you should go check on your--Ryou."
Bakura gave Yami the finger, "Fuck you!" he said, marching his way toward the nearest bathroom.
"OKay." Mokuba turned to everyone else, " We should start the decorations, now, or the Party won't be ready in time. "
Everyone nodded, and followed Mokuba back into the Party-room.
It hadn't crossed Bakura's mind to actually GO check on Ryou. He just decided to get away from those assholes, and most likely sneak back upstairs to confront Seto.
He had walked up the upstairs, when Yuugi and Mokuba had left into the party-area, earlier, and spotted Seto's room door ajar. Normally this wouldn't have shocked him so . . . and it hadn't shocked him too badly this time, but Yuugi AND the Pharaoh were invited over today(that, he remembered) and the Pharaoh was no where in sight.
And since it was rather obvious Yami was . . . infatuated with Seto, Bakura put two and two together, and figured, the Pharaoh was in the room with his Priest.
What he didn't think, though, was that he was going to walk in on Yami firmly groping the Priest-HIS-Priest's ass(and Seto, letting him).
Sure, he and Kaiba made an agreement(not verbally, of course) that what they did together was NOT a relationship. It was simply unbridled, no-strings-attached sex. But Bakura admitted, he could be a BIT possessive(Ryou learned the hard way . . . )and since it was YAMI who had the crush on Seto, why the hell couldn't he brag and show-off the fact that he could grab Seto's ass and the Pharaoh couldn't?) ...
But NOW all the changed.
The Pharaoh had grabbed the priest's ass, and from Bakura's point of sight, thoroughly squeezed, groped, and pinched it a few times.
And Seto did absolutely nothing to stop him.
Well, Bakura decided, finding his way back to the stairs leading to Kaiba's room, he would just have to make it known to ALL that the Priest was his property, whether Seto agreed or not. Hickeys, love-bites, bruises . . . yea, Bakura mused, he'd have them all on -HIS- Priest before the brat's party tomorrow.
Ryou wiped his nose one last time, flushing the bloodstained tissues down the toilet. He washed his hands, dried them, and headed out the bathroom, only to stop dead in his tracks.
Looking down the hall, up the stairs, the Shy-Albino noticed his Yami heading back upstairs. He sighed, feeling almost defeated.
" 'Kura!" Ryou called, rushing toward the stairs, only to stop, upon seeing that Bakura ignored him.
Oh no . . . he thought, hopefully Bakura didn't go up there, to start up trouble. Last thing he needed was to break up a fight between the former-Pharaoh and his Yami. Last time he did that, Bakura accidentally hit him in the nose . . .
He remembered that fight vividly, but the actually blow to his nose, and a few minutes after that, were blurry. Then he remembered coming to, with a blood-drenched shirt, and a wad of tissues being held to his nose and Yuugi hovering over him, worried. At least it was a nice sight to wake up to.
Snapping out of his musing, Ryou spotted none other than Yami walking toward the stairs. Dear gawd, no . . . Something had to be done quickly . . .
Yami listened to Mokuba assign tasks to each individual in the room(thankfully assigning Anzu something FAR away from him). As he listened, he couldn't help but wonder if ALL Kaiba's were this organized and professional when it came to ordering and leading stuff. Kaiba obviously was, and Mokuba obviously is . . . and though hadn't actually MET Gazaburou while he was breathing(though they met in the Virtual World), he was quite sure the man was just as professional as the younger Kaibas.
The ex-Pharaoh looked over his shoulder, spotting the stairway that led to Seto's room. Gawd, how he wanted to get back up there.
When he had walked into the room, Kaiba was half-dressed. And by half-dressed, he meant in a pair of shorts . . . really short-shorts.
So he had let himself in. It took him a while to calm Seto down, since as soon as Kaiba saw him, he started growling out obscenities and yelling for Yami to get out.
Of course, after Yami had thoroughly seduced(and by seduced he meant complimented excessively and pretended to be interest in computers(before Kaiba called him on that lie)) Kaiba, he had made his way fully into Kaiba's room.
After some poking and prodding at Seto's ego, and the pants he was trying to pull on(Leather could be a bitch to put on . . . ), Yami was finally able to grab some Kaiba ass.
Although at first, Seto slapped him(though didn't push him away), and the second time he reached for a grab, got a blush out of the emotionally-challenged CEO, Yami was firmly set on at least getting another handful.
So, he went in again(after the blush) and smirked, once Kaiba groaned. Damn! He didn't think ANYONE could be that ass-sensitive! But Kaiba proved him wrong.
Yami smiled to himself, coming back to reality. If only he could get away from these . . . kids down here . . . then he could go upstairs and have some adult fun with his dragon . . .
Looking over his shoulder again, Yami smirked.
"Mokuba?"
The aforementioned, who was very busy steadying a ladder for Yuugi to climb(to staple up the banner) turned slightly to look at Yami.
"Yea? ...Could you help me with this Yami?"
Yami nodded. "Sure . . . " He grabbed hold of the ladder, until Yuugi climbed down.
"What was it you wanted?"
"Bathroom" Yami said, hurriedly, "I have to use the restroom. I'll be back in a second."
Mokuba nodded, watching Yami walk out, before turning back to the three trying to help Anzu down off another ladder . . . but her skirt got caught on her way down, and she ended up flashing everyone in the room(not that Mokuba was complaining) . . .
Yami smirked as he made a quick right toward the staircase. It would take him a bit longer than just 'a second' to use the 'bathroom' . . .
In fact, it would probably take him a few hours . . . excluding four-play, of course . . .
TBC
A.N. YamixSeto Lemon or no lemon? That is the question. And YOU should answer it. I've only written a lemon once before, on a first-person YYH Fanfiction. It was kinda vague . . . no BJs or Four-play . . . but I'm sure I can work with it. Besides that, thanks for the reviews. Even one review would have made me update, because reviews MAKE me write . . . so, please review.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I had an easier time writing it for some reason . . . hmm . . . maybe I'm getting hooked on Fanfiction writing . . . you know, like when you start sketching, you get better and better, and things come easier . . . okay, I'm rambling now. Anyhow, please review, and tell me what you thought. Next update should be in two weeks(but that's July 3, so I might have an update sooner . . . too close to a national holiday . . . )