A night to remember Hitatus Chapter 3, a yu-gi-oh gx fanfic

Aster's visage turned into that of one of a smirk as with sudden realization it dawned on him that Zane had been looking towards his crotch earlier, possibly even more with his little strip tease he had just done.

Still there was something about the way Zane had been looking at him the whole time he bad preening around like the proud prestigious male he was. In between his movements of not so subtlety he had noticed in fact the older male had been staring just a bit. He wanted to play on this a bit more.

Of course being one to take full advantage of situations such as these he would, and he was about to. Gripping his glass of vodka up he ran his slender fingertips over the edge of the glass licking his lips slightly in ocassion while thinking it was some other area. Wait? Some other area.. and just whose area.. well that wasn't important right now. All that was /important/ right now was his minute manner of teasing as looked at the bluenette and his.. oh so cute brooding ways.

Cute? Straight up Phoenix, Truesdale is your rival and always will be, fate decided that when Sartorious played the tarot cards and said you would play and win against him in the Pro Leagues.
Sitting back with a slight pout he caught the coin after taking in the words from Zane about tails being the heads of the night.

His eyes perked open at the word he had used however, silver hunny? Why would Aster want to Zane's silver anything.. although he had to admit he looked very dashing in his stoicism and brooding ways. Snapping out of it he looked at Zane and spoke. "Tch, why would you call me your silver hunny, unless your hiding something you don't realize yet?"

Here he was yet again playing on his analytical skills he had developed through not only rigorous classed but also, being a child reared up from graces of being alone most of his life despite being raised by Sartorious. Leaning over and showing that delightful bit of cremed alabaster he chuckled.

"I haven't really had a nickname since my Father was alive, so thank you, Truey." There it was again, that accursed nickname he himself had bestowed on the other.

Oh well. Pausing with his fingers running over the rim of the glass he took a drink from his glass, and he blushed just a bit as single droplets ran down his chin in a rivuleting manner. "Oh my.." He chimed in a teasing manner almost. This was now a game asides from just drinking and coins. This was intimidate the rival with any lascivious means, but still minor means possible. At least to him it was. It had became a single game not of drink and coin tosses and see who called what. No now it was a staring game trying to figure each other out, just like in the duels you looked at your opponent with small talk occasionally but mainly to try and unnerve your opponent to try and call their bluff.

Peering through his stoney cold peacock blue orbs trying to unwrap Aster's mind. To try and peer in to that puzzle of thoughts and theories on various people and things and duels and so on. Wait a minute people if that was so Aster would be thinking of Zane at some point in fact that should be happening right now.

It must be the silent lingering thoughts with the odd twist of a back handed comments after all if he was going to start calling him cute names, not just a shorten name, after all Alexis used to call him Trues, as to keep things short when she got bored of crying Zane at anytime Mindy or Atticus was playing up or hurt. I mean he wasn't even the big brother yet the annoying blonde kept running to him.

However back to the game in front of him, and trying to figure out who he was thinking of, after all it couldn't be him. No it wouldn't be Zane Truesdale, his pro league rival, the man he destined to fall into the underground for not understanding the way of the cards and how its all been pre-destined.

Yes that duel so many years ago that happened but then there was the small deal with Yubel's world. That was interesting, to say the least spend the odd night having to curl up with each other to try and get some warmth from the icy night.

However those nights were nice, and that one night at that mansion how could he forget that night, his heart was really playing up, so they found a decent size bed and had to strip me down to give me rhythmic massage, and he had done that he was straddling me those pale fingers crossing over my skin. Stop it Zane he's your rival despite how much you want to pounce and lick that trail of vodka off his chin and claim his lips it is not happening.

"So you flipping or are we playing something else for you to tease me with Silver bunny?"

Aster continued to stare back at Zane making sure to give a clear view of his crotch as he kept his legs uncrossed, the words flowing from his lips as he continued to speak he watched Zane, admiring those deep and mysterious Turquoise orbs he was bestowed with.

Though why did he keep calling him pet names? That was a mystery to him? Silver Bunny? Wait.. was he blushing at the mention of that or was that just the alcohol causing him to flush. Had to the alcohol, had to be! Well back to the task at hand. Picking his drink back up and tracing fingers back over the rim once again he smriked looking at Zane.

"Of course I'm going to flip," He said in a cocky tone only befitting himself before picking the two sided coin, looking at the intricate details once he placed his thumb underneath it before snapping it up into the air, waiting for it to be called, and as he did for some reason he couldn't take his mind off of Zane or the Duel from several years ago.

Zane had stood to be a formidable opponent, but in the end he had proved to fail against him just like fate said he would, and whats more entertaining to Aster and his simple thoughts at the moment, is that he hadn't even been using his D-Hero deck he had been holding out in place for Jaden Yuki.

Zane had been formidable yes, but in the end, each card and monster Zane had thrown out Aster had gone through them like mere childs play. And in such a way it had caused him to retreat to the darkness of the underground. Sometimes he wondered if he was to blame for the luck that the former Pro League Duelist had befallen as of late.. but it was best not to think of it, it was always best not to.

"Call it." Aster said while watching the coin flipping and twirling slowly through the air, cobalt hardening through a tress of covering silver. Tonight was all for fun, however there was that odd night in the mansion hanging in the back of his mind as he lowered them downwards to stare at Zane, did that night mean something more? Yubels world, other dimensional as it was, it had been an enjoyable expirience. A hand palm upward going to meet under his chin he looked at Zane admiring features but remaining stoic and calm as he did so.

"Heads or Tails?" He said simply a smirk laying upon his lips.

Zane was just lost in his thoughts even though its seemed quite plausible that he was just aimlessly staring at the space between Aster's open legs. Why was he doing that, was it some sort of subtle hint to suggest what he was wanting over all from this nights escapades, or was it something more then that something that was more of just a tease to see him react just like before.

After all with every move from that match was already countered or defended from the off just because Satorious had said this was how it was meant to be. That really made Zane's brow furrow at that thought he had hated that match that's why he saw Aster as a Rival well that was till that alternate universe after all there was some hate but not as much after all despite Aster's actions he was just merely a puppet in the large scale of things.

That was shown off by the society of light and what it did to so many students and not by Aster's will but by Satorius so there for most of Zane's hate now resided in with that man more then the one across from him, no he was still a rival much like Atticus Rhodes but their relationship had smoothed out a touch since the days of the pro leagues and underground which Aster had caused but wished him no guilt by that point in time it was his own fault for being so absorbed in what had happened.

"Heads..." He clearly snorted out as Aster peeled his hand away and slid it on to the table showing that it was yet again landed on tails...what was it double sided or something because it seemed to like the tail end of the coin. Even that was that some sort of innuendo the tail end the bottom was that trying to say as if to call out the primal lower half of their male bodies or was he just over thinking it like most things again, who's to know.

"Well looks like I lose Silver kitten kins..." He hummed out with a wistful smirk picking up his glass of vodka and running the tip of his tongue around the edge before flicking some of the clear liquid up into his mouth.

His thoughts focused back more on when they had been in Yubel's dimension, the first match and all of it. Aster had went through Zane's monsters pretty much without much of a challenge as the crowd had cheered him on, he was the poster boy for pro-dueling after all. He had loved the look of determination on the fates chosen puppet's visage as he called out card after card, especially the way Zane kept that brooding look on his lips.

Looking back on it he had to admit it was nothing less than sexy? Wait sexy? Come on this was Truesdale you were talking about Phoenix snap out of it! Though as those thoughts fleeted from his head, a new set appeared suddenly ones where his hands had been the kneading life back into Zane when they had been in Yubel's dimension.

So close and so far, they were rivals in one night of passion he would admit that much. Making sure his flourishing blush wasn't apparent he shuffled his legs open more as he felt a sudden tightness in his groin area just from the thoughts he was having. Stop thinking this way Aster, he's a rival after all!

As he heard the tone elicit from Zane that was so close to a purring drawl he looked at the coin and that oh so familiar look of the profile facing up where it had been sat down. What was with the fact the coin was such a sexual innuendo either way? Oh god at the images that popped into his mind at that, such unspeakable images.

"Kitten Kins, oh True-Bunny how many nicknames are you going to come up with for me?" He gave a smirk of utmost cockiness as cobalt looked at the male and his prominent features. He settled back into his placement of the couch before absentmindedly watching with a lick of his lips as Zane flitted his own tongue out on the edge, before sampling it.

Canting his head to the side rather vehemently he moved to pick up his drink, his eyes closed. "Alright, my turn." Two could play this game if it came to orally teasing on the glass.

Zane just watched the awkward shuffling as if something had gotten stuck underneath where Aster had been sitting, more rather a part of Aster as he was sitting. After all he may not of beaten him at the leagues but he certainly wasn't going to lose at this game nor what he had in mind later.

"Yes its your turn once your quite finished flushing yourself with the simple object. Or is it that the cold glass isn't satisfying your tongue's needs?" He merely questioned drinking his own with a rather sensual ease to it all, as the marks were beginning to show there was a tale tell flush just beginning to appear or was it more that he was getting a rather unwanted burning and not from the fabric nor his drink?

Yubel's dimension or the dueling leagues were well gone, and tonight of all nights Atticus' antics were the last thing on Zane's mind. So what if his supposed bed -partner was more then happy talking to women all night he would fine his own entertainment and that is what he had done exactly here and now. Tempting teasing the silver haired man beyond his wits as his slouch more on the couch and raised a leg on to the sofa tilting his head as his hair gave a faint brushing past teal stained eyes.

"The glass is quite satisfying enough as it is thank you." Aster stated in a cocky reply as he stopped shuffling for a moment, he just hoped his crotch's appearance wasn't as prominent as he thought it was in that pair of creme tuxedo pants, otherwise it would be like that one time with the reporters and their field day all over again.. ugh, how he loathed them.

Watching that sensual grace that Zane held when on the dueling field even now as he was drinking from his glass made him blush and turn away from the male as he finished his own glass. God, why was he so tempted right here and right now, especially with those long and gaunt legs of a model just straddled over the side of the sofa. Was this karma for the match?

"Fine it's my turn." Flipping his drink up he ran his tongue over the glass in a roll before sampling it his cobalt eyes keeping a steady but soft glare over the bluenette as he did so and all the while flashes of Yubel's dimension came back to his mind, that one night of passion. He was snapped out of it as the heat of the liquor finally hit his throat.

"Alright, Truesy, my turn and I say you strip for a change." A smug little grin was on his lips at the fact he could actually get to say this, and inner thoughts were actually reveling in the thought that he would be one step closer in stripping the blue haired male.

A single eyebrow raised as he heard the very words roll off Aster more the slick and sliver tongue. If only the reporters were he, he'd never be so brash in his talk, let alone his manner to other male. To that he was referring to the sudden stop of shifting in the silver hair males lower body as if something had made him stop what he was doing in fear of showing.

Standing up slowly and softly placing his now empty glass down he teasingly paced round to the back of sofa where Aster was sitting and leaned over it resting his slender hands on the cloth covered shoulders. Craning his neck down and to the side he slow breathlessly whispered out his next train of thoughts directly into the near by ear.

"What ever is the matter I was quite enjoying watching you lower bodies rhythmic shuffling, but if I must...Silver kittens I strip for you, however it does come with a warning because you were good but I've had better practice and I know what you want from it."

With that he slide off from where he was and walked back round giving him plenty of room to move about. As a start he tossed his teal hair to one side and softly gyrated his hips in a semi circle fashion that swayed almost like a newtons cradle as soon as he hit one side he was at the other.

Running his hand from their sitting position on his hips he pressed into the fabric and made it ruffle as he pressed them harder and moved the higher over his body. Stopping on his pectorals and pushing the fingertips closer together like a woman would if she was squeezing her breast for show. Lacing on finger after another he undone his waistcoat and pooled it to the floor but he didn't stop because Aster didn't say when too. So he repeated his hand movements and slowly undone the top four buttons of his shirt showing the first peeks of pale alabaster flesh that was slightly bronzed from the weather that seemed to shine over the academy.

Happily satisfied that would get a well earned reaction he teasing sat back down and refilled his glass and took a sip. "I do believe its another flip Phoenix."