Fair warning, my Yami has a sick sense of humor and is incredibly blunt. Not my yami, I don't have one. Just the Yami I write. Also mentions of incest.

I don't own anything T_T

"Don't you have to get back to work?" Yugi asked quietly, fumbling to put the key in the lock. Kaiba stood off to the side, his hands once again in his pockets. He was watching his breath in the chilly air, only half listening to Yugi. "Seto?"

"Hm?" The executive played absently with his phone, pressing buttons randomly while staring at a black screen. A hint of a smirk played on his lips; Yugi didn't know the phone was turned off.

Yugi's half smile faded. "N-nothing," he mumbled. Adjusting his scarf around his neck, he headed down the stairs, not noticing Kaiba following him closely. He jumped when warm arms wrapped around his shoulders and forced him to stop.

"I'm sorry, angel, I was just kidding." The smirk grew more pronounced. "The phone is off. I'm not going in."

Yugi nodded. "What are you going to do then?"

Kaiba blinked, his smirk fading. "Spend the day with you, of course."

"More kisses?"

"If you want to. I won't force anything on you."

Yugi looked about ready to start laughing again. "Seto…" Shaking his head, he reached out for Kaiba's hand. "Where did you have in mind?"

The executive accepted, intertwining his fingers with Yugi's. "I didn't have anything in mind. Well, I had you in mind, but that's not a place."

Yugi cracked a smile at that, giving Kaiba's hand a slight squeeze and looking at his feet. "It's after eleven… we could go out to lunch…"

"Perfect." Kaiba was already thinking of places that he wondered if Yugi would like as he towed Yugi down a couple flights of stairs and onto the sidewalk. The trees were just starting to drop their orange and red leaves, but the wind was already biting cold.

"Um, wait," the younger male protested. Kaiba glanced at him, cocking an eyebrow. "I… I don't h-have any money…"

"You don't need any. I'll pay."

Yugi bit his bottom lip, taking a deep breath. "Y-you've already done so much f-for me, I don't want-"

Kaiba sighed, turning to face the other and holding his small hand in both of his. "I can't let you go back there, if that's what you're saying. Not after you told me what happened to you." Yugi glanced away at that. "Let me pay, please?"

A simple nod was his reply. The executive's smile returned. "Thank you."

"Yugi, can I ask you something?"

The teen put down his fork. "Yes?"

"Why do you like me?"

Yugi wasn't expecting that question. "Well… I know that you're different. That you care about me. There aren't a lot of people that do."

There was a silence between them. Yugi picked at his food, staring out of the window. Kaiba watched him, noting the way his breathing slowed and his eyes dulled when he was inattentive.

"Seto?"

Pausing in his study of his boyfriend, Kaiba murmured an encouragement.

"Why do you like me?"

Kaiba grinned. "The short version or the long version?"

Yugi's violet eyes flickered to Kaiba's. He stared at him for a few moments, his eyes betraying his skepticism and doubt, but decided to humor him. "Short version."

"I just do."

"… Long version?"

The executive lowered his eyes. "You're beautiful, more magnificent than anyone I've ever seen. You're always so selfless and kind; no matter how others treat you, you always respect them and try to do the right thing for them. You've been through so much and you're still willing to give me a chance, of all the better people out there. Your eyes are so pure and fathomless, I can see everything you're feeling—"

Yugi blushed, smiling uncontrollably. "Seto, it's not true."

Kaiba glanced up again. "It's all true. You have a beautiful mind, a beautiful soul…" The executive leaned forward, stroking Yugi's cheek. "A beautiful—"

"Stop," Yugi said suddenly, moving away. His eyes filled with tears and he stood up. "Just stop."

Kaiba pulled his hand back, confused. "Angel, what did I say?"

They used to tell me I had a nice body before they… Yugi couldn't even finish the sentence in his mind, it was too painful. "I just need a minute," he muttered, moving away from the table and toward the entrance. The executive watched him until he left, then closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Yugi leaned against the wall in the alleyway between the restaurant and the building next to it, releasing the flood of tears that had been fighting to escape. "I-I can't do this…" he sobbed, wiping his eyes with the back of his sleeve. "I can't want him, I don't deserve him…"

"Don't deserve who?" Yugi's head snapped up and he looked to the street. A man was standing there, his arms crossed over his chest and hood pulled over his head. "Well?"

"N-none of your business," Yugi forced. "J-just leave me a-alone…"

"Why? You're so pretty, how could I leave a little thing like you alone?" The man came closer, playing with Yugi's blonde bangs. "I only want a taste…"

Yugi blinked. He knew that voice… "Yami?"

The man smiled, showing all of his teeth, and pulled back his black hood. "The one and only."

"Don't scare me like that!" Yugi shouted, angry and overjoyed at the same time. "I thought you were going to hurt me!"

Yami swept Yugi up and kissed his forehead. "Please don't hang out in alleyways, kid."

"Why are you here, anyway?"

"I was going to get some lunch, but I saw this pretty little thing in the alley, and~"

"Yami!"

Kaiba, ever the impatient one, exited the restaurant after a few minutes, going to look for Yugi. He heard the smaller boy's voice and followed the sound to a narrow alley. "Angel?"

Both Yugi and Yami looked up. "Seto?" Yugi asked, wrapping his arms around Yami's neck.

Yami's crimson eyes, usually sharp and unforgiving, narrowed even further. "Who are you to call him that?"

Kaiba's hard sapphire eyes also narrowed. Before he could answer, Yugi said, "Seto, this is my older brother, Yami." At older brother, Kaiba's eyes went flat, but Yugi's smile only faded a fraction. "N-no… that was a different brother. I love Yami," he glanced at his brother, "And I missed him so much!"

Yami chuckled. "I had no time to write, kid."

"Where were you that you couldn't write?" Kaiba asked curtly, looking between Yami and Yugi.

"Oh, here and there," Yami replied. He glanced at Yugi. "You and I have a lot of catching up to do, kid."

Yugi was suddenly nervous. "Um, Seto, is it alright if—"

Kaiba nodded. "Anything for you, angel. I'll catch up with you later."

"No, no, I want you to come with us." Yami made a derisive noise but didn't refuse. He set his brother on his feet, but kept him close by wrapping an arm around his slender waist. He and Kaiba glared at each other until Yugi cleared his throat.

"We'll go to my hotel room," Yami snapped, leading Yugi past Kaiba.

The smaller male glanced back, eyes apologetic for this action and the interruption of their date, but Kaiba only smiled and winked at him. Yugi blushed a faint pink. "I'll follow you in my car," the executive assured.

Yugi climbed into the passenger seat of his brother's red Porsche, admiring the car the same as he did when he first brought it home. "You can have it, if you want," Yami murmured, starting the car. "I have another back in Egypt."

"Really? You're joking, Mimi."

Yami made a face at his childhood nickname, pulling his brother close and kissing the top of his head. "So what's the story on this 'Seto'?"

"He's my… he got me out of a rough spot recently." Yami raised an eyebrow, speeding onto the main streets to try to lose Kaiba, but the executive's Lamborghini had no problem catching up.

"How much have you told him?"

"Not that much, only that I've been beaten my entire life."

"Didn't tell him about Dad or Atem? Or your deadbeat boyfriends?"

Yugi sighed. "I can't. He'll think so much less of me if he knows I'm…"

"A wonderful, beautiful person?" Yami finished for him.

"You always did like lying to me."

"I love you too." Yami pulled into the parking lot of an expensive looking hotel. "Now, I suppose I should sensor my life story for him?"

Yugi's eyes were drawn to the ground as he stepped out of the car. Kaiba's door slammed closed in the space next to them. A warm hand under his chin forced Yugi to look up at the executive's worried expression. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm fine," Yugi replied truthfully. "Come on, he'll leave us."

Kaiba offered his hand, smiling when Yugi took it and led him into the hotel. Yami gave them no chance to admire the classic beauty of the lobby before he pushed them into the elevator and hit the button for the top floor.

"Yugi." The youngest of the three glanced up at his brother, wary of the obvious warning in his voice. Yami nodded to their hands with a raised eyebrow.

"I trust him," Yugi replied. Kaiba smirked, meeting Yami's eyes.

"You—" He was interrupted by the elevator stopping; Yugi pulled Kaiba out behind him.

Yami walked ahead of them, swiping his keycard and swinging his door open. "Make yourselves comfortable."

Kaiba sat on the couch across from the bed, watching Yami sit on the edge and Yugi climb into his lap, wrapping his arms around Yami's neck. "It seems this kid likes you. Why should I?" Yami drawled.

The executive bristled. "You shouldn't," he said icily. "I couldn't give a shit about what you thought of me."

Yugi shifted uncomfortably. "Seto, it was just a question."

"Let's get away from that," Yami offered. Yugi nodded, tightening his grip on his brother. "I'll start from the beginning, then, since 'Seto' is ill informed." Yugi nodded again.

"Well, eighteen years ago, little Yugi was born—"

"You don't have to start that far back," Kaiba interrupted.

The younger teen gazed sadly at him. "He does." The executive longed to hold him then, but decided to let Yami continue.

"As I was saying, eighteen years ago, Yugi's birth killed our mother. I was four at the time, so I didn't understand what had happened, but our ten year old brother Atem and our father did.

"Dad had always been violent, but he beat us even more after Mom's death. Atem and I got the worst of it, since Yugi was so young, but when he got into his childhood years…

"Atem started to abuse us as well as Dad; I guess it was payback for the years Yugi didn't get it. Long story short, when I was nineteen and had enough money for a car I took Yugi to our grandfather's house and I went to live on my own. Last I heard, Dad died of a heart attack a year later and Atem is in jail for murdering his girlfriend."

There were a few moments of silence after that account. "So when you said that your father and brother took what they wanted from you—"

"They never got that far," Yami lied. "I wouldn't let them." He glanced down at Yugi, apologizing silently, but the younger just shrugged and looked away.

Kaiba noticed how tense it was getting and decided to change the subject. "So what do you do now?"

"I'm an archaeologist. Ancient Rome, Ancient Greece, but mostly Ancient Egypt."

"My company may have had some dealings with yours, then. We dabble in archaeological digs."

Yami grinned. "I doubt it. What upstart company are you from?"

Kaiba had been waiting all day for a chance to flaunt his power. "Kaiba Corporation."

As expected, Yami's grin was replaced by shock. "You're that Seto? Seto Kaiba?"

"The one and only."

"I can see why you like him, Yugi." Te teen didn't respond, already asleep. Yami smiled a bit and kissed his forehead. "Good. He doesn't handle stress well, and there's something you have to know."

Kaiba inclined his head, proffering Yami's continuation. The archaeologist took a deep breath. "He isn't pure."

The executive was confused. "Of course he isn't, after all he's gone through."

"For a CEO, you're an idiot."

"What—"

"Yugi was raped."

Kaiba leaned forward, instantly concerned. "By who?"

Yami laughed darkly, his crimson eyes flashing with anger. "I don't know the entire list. I know it was about five times by Dad, maybe twenty by Atem, and all those druged-out boyfriends he had that wanted him for money and sex, I have no idea."

The executive stood up. He didn't want to believe it, but it made too much sense. "And he didn't let you tell me because?"

"He's already said. He likes you." Yami lost his careful composure for a moment. "Please don't think any less of him. I don't want to see him break again."

"I could only think more."

Yugi awoke in the bedroom of his apartment to the smell of food. He ventured out into the living room, both relieved and disappointed to find Kaiba waiting for him.

"H-he told you, didn't he?"

"He did." Kaiba patted the spot beside himself on the couch. "You didn't eat much, so I bought take away."

Yugi remained standing at the end of the hall. "You don't h-hate me?"

The executive sighed, running his hands through his hair. "I could never hate you."

"But I'm d-disgusting—"

"Angel, come here."

"Don't call me that!"

Kaiba paused. "Yugi, please." Yugi stared at him for a few seconds, mentally debating, before he walked over and sat at the opposite end of the couch. "You are not disgusting. No one could hate you for something you had no control over. Everyone who's hurt you deserves that hatred."

Yugi glanced over, eyeing Kaiba's outstretched hand. He pushed it away, missing Kaiba's disappointed and hurt expression, and moved even closer to the executive closing his eyes and pressing their lips together.

It lasted a few seconds, but when Yugi pulled back they were both blushing heavily. "Thank you," Yugi whispered, leaning his head against Kaiba's chest.

After the initial shock wore off, Kaiba managed a smile and wrapped his arms around Yugi. "I'm only telling you the truth, angel. No matter what you think of yourself, I know you're perfect."

The teen sighed, glancing at the floor. "How can I repay you?"

End of the chapter, oh yeah! Freaking long chapter took a hell of a lot out of me :/

Again, I skipped all the parts I thought would be boring. So here is the finished product. I got this chapter to be over two thousand words, just for FleetingAmethyst. Thank you for your encouraging reviews ^^ I know, the short chapters get annoying, but I'm really trying!

Also I'm looking for a beta, so if anyone is up for it, please let me know.

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