OMG! I can't believe you all. Thank you so much. I've never got some many reviews and PM's for one chapter. You're all really confused as well, but this chapter should gfive you more insight as to where I heading with the fic. So hopefully, I will please the fans...and for those of you who think otherwise, I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Oh, btw, there is NO WAY IN HELL this is going to become a puppyshipping fic. I don't write Seto/Jou...it's not that I don't like the pairing, but I don't read it generally and I don't write it.

Warnings: A small lemon (very tiny) and swearing and a little bit of blood.

Enjoy.

I don't own Yu-gi-oh.

Onwards!

INDECENT PROPOSAL - Chapter 5

Yami panted softly as Kaiba slowly loosened his grip on his hips. He hissed as he felt the blunt nails extracting from his skin and the relatively still hard cock slip from his body followed by some of the CEO's deposit, which ran down his thighs. He relaxed back against the pillow, his arse still in the air, and began to sob.

Seto leaned over him, his breath making the hairs on the back of Yami's sweat soaked neck stand up. "Now, you're mine." He pulled away quickly and left to go wash up.

Yami rolled over onto his side, arms still bound, and curled up as small as he could. He sniffled and suddenly shivered violently as his violated, but satisfied body grew cold after the heated sex. What had Kaiba meant that he was his now? He had already told him he was going home with Jou after all this was over. And what had he said about Jou enjoying the show? What show?

It seemed like ages before Kaiba returned to the bedroom, wrapped in a blue robe and carrying a bowl of warm water laced with some sort of medicinal ointment, and a wash cloth. "This will help to soothe you," he explained putting the bowl down on the side table. He dipped the cloth into the water, letting it soak up the healing water. He wrung it out and gently leaned over and wiped Yami's thighs. The smaller male flinched. "I'm sorry. I've made you bleed."

Yami chanced a glance over his shoulder and indeed saw some blood mingled with Kaiba's semen. He went back to resting his head on the pillow, silently allowing Kaiba to tend to him. The brunette hadn't been joking about the water; it left his skin feeling tingly and his hole didn't feel nearly so sore. Soon, the gentle rubbing motion and recent orgasms lead him to fall asleep, still tied up and naked on the CEO's bed.

When Seto noticed the steady rise and fall of Yami's chest, he chuckled softly and took the bowl and cloth back to the bathroom. Placing the bowl down gently, so as not to make too much noise, he glanced at himself in the mirror. He was smiling that 'I've just had the best sex of my life' kind of smile. I wonder if my last minute plan worked. Time to go check it out.

He turned and left the bathroom, turning the light out. He grabbed a comforter and covered Yami so he wouldn't get too cold. "When I come back, I'll untie you. In the mean time, have pleasant dreams." Yami didn't respond, and he smirked. "Dreams about me, I hope."

He left the room, turning off the light as well and headed downstairs to the comms room. He browsed the screens until he found the one that corresponded to the room Jounouchi was staying in and pressed eject to retrieve the disc. He then replaced it with another and continued recording. He turned to the playback section of the room and inserted the disc into the player. He skipped passed the first few minutes seeing Jou pace up and down until it appeared he went to bed.

As Seto watched, his grin grew and grew, not believing his luck, and he began chuckling. By the end of the recording, Seto was laughing maniacally at what he observed. "Oh, I think Yami is going to be very interested in seeing this."

Yami's eyes fluttered open as he was awoken from his dreamless sleep. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't fathom what it was. Then, a small pain in his lower back brought him fully back to the land of the living and he nearly cried out into the darkness, but a hand flew over his mouth to stifle it. "Don't worry, you're safe," Kaiba's voice said from behind him.

Yami's eyes were wide as he realised Kaiba was once again pressing deep within him. The CEO was spooning him, one arm underneath him holding onto his waist, the other covering his mouth. He shook his head, not wanting the other to take advantage of him again. He'd already given him what he wanted.

Seto ignored the silent protests and groaned as his slicked erection slid slowly inside of the tight hole. "I'm sorry if this hurts," he said simply, and once he was fully embedded, he began a slow rhythm. In the silence of the darkened room, only the slight squelching noise from the penetration could be heard. After a while, Seto could hear his own soft grunts. He was still holding his hand over Yami's mouth, so the spiky-haired teen couldn't make any noise save for his heavy breathing through his nose.

Eventually, when Yami discovered he was no longer bound, he brought his hands up to Kaiba's hand and pried it gently from his face. Kaiba didn't resist and once his mouth was free, he took deep breaths in through his mouth and began panting softly. He hissed when Kaiba's now unoccupied hand slid down his chest and gripped the erection he didn't even realise he had. It pumped him slowly in time with the thrusting.

"I'm sorry to have woken you up, but I couldn't resist you." Seto had come back from the comms room after having made a copy of the DVD of Katsuya masturbating to their antics, untied Yami's hands and then slipped in the bed behind him. He'd gathered the other male into his arms and drifted off to sleep. He'd woken up a few hours later with a raging hard-on and had begun gently playing with Yami's body until he could no longer stand it. He'd grabbed the lube and begun to enter the sleeping male. He hadn't wanted to wake Yami specifically to have sex with him, but if he'd woken up of his own accord during the act, that would be fine.

Yami didn't respond except to moan when the movement in Kaiba's hips began to speed up. The pace was not nearly as frantic as before and the two simply rocked against one another until Kaiba suddenly froze and released inside him with a strangled groan. The feeling of the hot cum burning his still torn insides somehow, instead of being painful, helped Yami to reach his peak. He came in Kaiba's hand, not a single drop escaping the large appendage.

Seto disengaged and reached on his side to grab some tissues. He resisted the urge to lick the offering from Yami from his fingers and instead wiped them clean and disposed of the dregs in the bin underneath the side table.

Yami felt hot and suddenly uncomfortable. He sat up and removed the bunched up shirt and tossed it to the floor before flopping back on the pillows. He flung an arm over his eyes, ignoring the sticky feeling between his cheeks. He felt Kaiba leave the bed again, but was too tired to lift his arm to see where he was going. He sensed the light of the bathroom go on, which answered his unasked question, and could hear Kaiba filling the bowl with water and the scent of the medicinal healing stuff reached his nose. He still didn't move when the covers were drawn back from his body. He only moved his arm when he felt Kaiba bending his legs at the knees an begin to wash him down there again.

The two didn't speak; Yami just watching Kaiba do his thing in the gloom of the room, and Seto concentrating on cleaning and soothing Yami's pain. Eventually, he put the bowl aside and climbed into the bed again, pulling Yami to him. Yami was too tired to resist and ended up with his arm draped over Kaiba's stomach and his head on his chest.

Jou's alarm went off and his angrily slammed a fist down on the side table where his alarm clock would usually be, but his hand hit nothing but a table. "Mm, Yami, turn the alarm off," he mumbled. When there was no response, he turned over and felt for his boyfriend next to him. Feeling nothing there, he opened his eyes, and it took him a few moments to realise he was not at home with Yami, and it took his a few moments more to remember where he was and what had happened.

He sprang out of bed and stopped the alarm that he had set. As he was still fully clothed, he rushed to the door and flung it open. It must have been unlocked at some point during the night, and now, he ran to the door that he knew belonged to Kaiba. He tried to open it, but of course it was locked. "Hey, fucker! Open the door! It's time to get Yami out of here! Hey, are you awake in there?"

He continued to pound on the door until he finally heard it unlock and a pissed off Seto Kaiba, looking decidedly dishevelled and dressed in his robe, opened the door. "What the hell do you want?" he asked, his voice scratchy and rough.

"It's nearly 4am, and you said we could leave after then."

Kaiba looked at his watch. "There's still nearly an hour before that. Now fuck off back to your room." He started closing the door.

Jou put his bare foot in the way of the door, wincing when it hurt. "I wanna see Yami." He tried to push into the room, but Kaiba's sturdy frame prevented him from doing so.

Seto smirked at this. "Didn't you get a good enough look last night when you should have been asleep in bed?"

Jou flushed at the implications. "I don't know what you mean." His words were hushed.

"Really?" The grin on Kaiba's face grew and he stepped out of the room, pulling the door shut behind him so as not to disturb Yami. He continued in the same hushed manner Jou had spoken. "Would you like a play by play account? I was busy sucking off your precious little lover in there," he pointed into his room, "while you were furiously jerking yourself off in there." He pointed towards the room Jou had stayed in. "And, while I was fucking him, you were coming so hard that even the surveillance camera's limited noise recognition technology heard you crying out."

Jou realised he'd been caught out. "I just want to get Yami and leave."

Seto frowned. "Then come back in an hour. I'll get him ready." And with that, he closed the door on the conversation.

Jou paced up and down in the hallway waiting for Yami and Kaiba to emerge from Kaiba's room. When the door opened, he glanced up. Yami exited first in the clothes he'd been wearing when he arrived, but with a different shirt that still had its buttons. He kept his eyes glued to the ground and didn't look up at the blonde. Jou embraced him, but Yami remained rigid.

"You okay?" Jou asked trying to get Yami to lift his chin so he would look at him. Yami refused to lift his head with the gentle coaxing, but nodded. Jou gave up trying to get Yami to look at him and glared at Kaiba. "If you'll now fulfil your end of the bargain, we'll leave you in peace."

Seto nodded. "Of course. Follow me."

They made their way downstairs, Kaiba shouting for his lackeys to do his bidding. By the time they got to the front door, Roland was waiting with a briefcase. "Here is the money," Kaiba said. "Forgive me if I don't get you to count it right here, but I assure you its all there." Roland opened the case to show them.

Jou nearly grabbed the briefcase from him. He giggled stupidly at all the bills neatly packaged in the small enclosure. "Why,hello there, my pretties!" he said as the briefcase was closed and given to him. "Thank you, Kaiba. I can't say it was a pleasure doing business."

Seto smirked. "Oh, I think it was." He put a hand on Yami's shoulder. "For all of us."

Yami pulled away from Kaiba, and simply walked out the open door towards the waiting limo. Jou looked at Kaiba and the CEO nodded knowingly. Jou knew instantly why Yami wasn't talking to him; Kaiba must have shown Yami the footage of him caught on the surveillance camera. "You fucking..."

"Oh," Kaiba said cutting him off and holding out a disc. "I've made a copy of our activities for you to keep, as a memento." He grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Just in case you want to watch it again to get yourself off."

Jou resisted the urge to punch the smug grin off of the taller male's face and left without taking the disc. He caught up to Yami and they both got in the limo.

"I'm sorry, Babe," Jou said apologetically turning towards Yami as the limo drove off. Yami was on one side of the limo looking out the window. Jou inched closer. "I...I didn't mean to do it, but I couldn't help myself!"

Yami turned angrily. "Couldn't help yourself?" he growled. "You watched Kaiba rape me and you got off on it!"

"Hang on a second," Jou replied with equal anger. "It wasn't really rape. You enjoyed yourself and we got a cool ten million out of it."

Yami folded his arms. "Look, just forget it. I just want to put the last 24 hours behind me." He put a hand to his head, his anger dissipating in favour for exhaustion. "I just want to go home and have a shower to get the feeling of him off me and go to bed."

Jou hugged the briefcase. "And I'm going to the bank to deposit this lot."

Yami sighed. "It's too early for that."

Jou blinked. "Oh, right. Well, I guess I'll just throw it all on the floor and roll around in it until the bank does open."

Under normal circumstances, a statement like that would have had Yami laughing. Instead, he couldn't even muster a smile. He went back to looking out the window while Jou continued to hug the money.

When they got home, Jou conspiratorially ran inside in case anyone saw them enter with a briefcase full of money. Yami trudged in after him and immediately headed towards the shower. He stripped and caught himself in the mirror. The mark on his neck where Kaiba had bitten him was noticeable, but not too bad. It would fade in a couple of days, if that. He glanced at his hips and noticed a few bruises where Kaiba had gripped him so tightly. He shuddered as the memory of Kaiba penetrating him resurfaced. He jumped into the shower and set it to scalding.

Jou grinned at the money. He'd put the briefcase on the table and was just looking at it. He heard the shower go on and had a feeling Yami would be quite some time, probably until the hot water would run out. He tipped the money out onto the table and marvelled at how much was actually in the case. It was deeper than it looked.

When the last bundle of notes fell out, a small case with a disc fell out as well. Wondering what it was, Jou picked it up and opened it. Inside was a small disc with 'watch me' written on it. Shrugging, he left the money and went to put the disc in the player. When the video started, he saw that it was Kaiba's bedroom, and despite the fact he'd refused to take the disc Kaiba offered him as they were leaving, it was evident Kaiba had slipped another copy on the money case. Soon Jou was watching Kaiba sucking and fucking Yami all over again, but it was from a completely different angle. He could see what was going on much more clearly as the camera was focussed on the bed and had been zoomed in. And he could hear everything.

Jou was wrapped up in watching the way Yami's face was so beautiful in the throes of passion from a different angle, and the sounds he was making. He felt himself getting hard again, but decided not to whip it out. Towards the end of what he'd watched before, he listened intently as Yami begged Kaiba to finish him off, and he grew angry. He'd never begged Jou like that. The male hussy liked the rough treatment!

"Well, if that's what he wants, that's what he'll get."

Yami stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. He felt much better, but his skin was red raw. He may have felt good when he climaxed (three times), but he still felt dirty and used, by both Kaiba and Jou. Now, at least for a little while, he felt pure again.

When he was nearly dry, he pulled on his robe and exited the steamy bathroom and came face to face with his boyfriend. He gasped but then composed himself and scolded himself silently for being so jittery. "Hi," he said softly but got no answer. The blonde looked angry. He dropped his gaze and tried to move forwards, but Jou stopped him. Yami looked back up at him and raised an eyebrow, questioning.

Jou suddenly smirked and grabbed Yami, roughly throwing him on the bed and following him down. "Jou, what are you doing?" Yami asked him fearfully. The look in Jou's eyes matched those of Seto Kaiba's, but on Jou, it looked all the more evil because it was so out of place.

"You liked being taken roughly by Moneybags, didn't ya?" Jou growled.

"What are you talking about, Jou, you know I had no choice."

"You came twice for him. No, three times!"

Yami realised that even though Kaiba had shown him the video of Jou getting off on their activities, he hadn't known about the second session hours later. He must have been told by Kaiba. "I...I couldn't stop..."

Yami's rambling reply was cut off by a bruising kiss from Jou. He shoved his tongue deep inside his lover's mouth and nearly choked him. Yami, for the first time since he and Jou had begun their sexual relationship, tried to push him away. He pulled his head away from Jou's. "Please, stop," he panted.

"No way. I've always been gentle with you, Babe, and now that I know you loved every second of being taken by that guy, I think I'll indulge in my own needs for once." Jou pressed down hard on Yami's shoulders, pressing him deeper into the mattress.

"What are you saying?" Yami asked, eyes wide. "You've fantasised about raping me?"

Jou laughed humourlessly. "Not raping you, as such, but god damn it, Yami, I'm not one for always doing it lovey dovey, but I always respected that you were scared at first and I had to take it slow with you. Then it became routine. Don't get me wrong, I love having sex with you, but sometimes, I just wanna fuck you!"

"And you're choosing now to do it?" Yami snapped. "After I had to endure Kaiba's lust? I may have gone to his bed semi-willingly for the money, but I still consider it rape!"

"Rape!?" Jou shouted. "You call coming three times, the second time begging him for it, rape?"

Yami knew he was using the wrong word for his ordeal. He had begged Kaiba to finish him the second time, but he'd tried to resist the first time, and he was still an unwilling participant only doing it because their situation was desperate. Maybe he was a whore instead of being a victim of rape. No, he didn't like that analogy. "Yes, I do!" he said emphatically.

Jou's eye narrowed. "Then I suppose you might consider this rape too." He pulled the robe from Yami's body exposing his clean, but still slightly moist skin and paused, noticing the light mark Kaiba had given him on his neck. He hadn't seen it until now, and it made him even more angry. "You're mine, not his!" he growled possessively and pinned Yami's hands to the sides of his head. He clamped his teeth down on the opposite side of Yami's neck and bit hard.

Yami screamed in pain, but Jou didn't let up. He began sucking on the flesh, deliberately wanting to mark his boyfriend, something he'd never done before. He ignore Yami's pleas to stop and that he was hurting him. He could feel Yami writhing beneath him and finally let go.

The skin had turned a harsh red, teeth marks visible and sure to leave a nice hickey rivalling the one made by Kaiba. It would last longer too since he'd done it for longer. He saw tears fall from Yami's eyes. "You didn't cry when he did it."

Yami said nothing, but when Jou let go of one of his arms to open his zipper, he used all his might to slap his other half soundly across the face. Unfortunately, this did not have the desired effect as Jou turned his face back towards Yami and grinned. "That's it, get angry with me," the blonde said. "You were angry with him too."

Now, Yami was compelled to say something more. "Stop it! Stop it now!" he hissed. "You are not a monster like him. You don't want to hurt me, like you're..."

Jou silenced him with a slap of his own. Yami was shocked and brought his free hand up to his face where the blow had struck him. "Don't fucking patronise me, Yami," Jou shouted, fire dancing in his dark eyes. If Yami hadn't been lying on a bed, he would have shrunk away from this hateful person who was not Jounouchi. "You think that I'm going to let the memory of what Kaiba did to you, to us, linger in your mind? And he was so good that you came twice in one session, so he must have been doing something you liked. Oh wait; he was, in your own words, raping you. So, I'm going to do the same thing, so it's me you think of when you're remembering the great sex."

Yami watched, stunned, as Jou pulled his cock out and began pumping wildly on it. It grew harder and angry looking and without bothering to prepare him, because he was still 'prepared' from the two sessions with Kaiba, Jou pushed the head of his erection against Yami's entrance.

Yami clenched in fear. "Jou, wait! Please, you're going to hurt me, worse than Kaiba! At least get some lubrication! Even he did that!"

Jou smirked, his brown eyes shadowed by blonde bangs. "But, if I hurt you worse than Kaiba, won't you just enjoy it more? Aren't you a closet case sadist?"

"No, I'm not! Jou, please, listen to reason. You're about to dry-fuck me!"

"That's the point." He pushed harder against Yami's unyielding hole, grunting when he could not get the head to slip in. "God damn it, why won't it go in?"

Seeing that he was distracted, Yami used all of his strength to heave Jou off him. The blonde yelped and fell to the floor, whilst Yami jumped off the bed and grabbed his robe. He quickly wrapped it tightly around himself and fled out of the bedroom.

Jou jumped up off the floor and rubbed his hip where he'd landed funny and dashed after the smaller male. He found him cowering by the front door, obviously contemplating whether to run out and possibly call for help. "Yami, don't be stupid. I'm your boyfriend and I love you. I just want to do right by this partnership."

Yami spun round and pressed himself against the door. "If you go through with what you want to do, you'll make things worse. That's not a threat, just a fact. Please don't try to be like Kaiba!"

Jou lunged forwards and grabbed Yami's arm, hauling him across the room and back towards the bedroom. Yami was pulling back and screaming to him to let him go and the sound was cutting through his head like a knife. When he couldn't take it anymore, he suddenly turned around and punched Yami in the face.

The force of the blow sent Yami crashing to the ground, the momentum yanking his arm from Jou's grip. The spiky-haired male lay still on the ground, temporarily knocked out. It was only a few seconds though before he twitched and groggily sat up.

Shocked to the core at what he'd just done and too stunned to move, Jou watched him slowly stagger to his feet. When Yami looked at him, he had blood dripping from his nose and a mark on his face that would clearly become a shiner in a few hours, maybe less. A lump formed in Jou's throat as he tried to say something to his boyfriend. Without saying a word, Yami turned shakily and headed back into the lounge. Jou followed him, but kept his distance.

"What are you doing?" he asked, finally finding his voice, as he watched Yami try to pick up the phone, but his hands were shaking so much that he dropped it on the floor.

Yami stayed silent and bent down to pick the phone up, but he dropped it again and it clattered on the ground and skittered away from him. With frustration, Yami slumped to the floor, tightening his robe around him. He chanced a sideways glance at Jou, and immediately looked away again.

Finally, the reality of what he'd been about to do and what he had actually done hit Jou. "Oh my god, Yami, I am so sorry!" He rushed to the other's side and tried to hug him, but Yami pushed at him ineffectively. He enveloped the smaller male in his arms, despite the small protests from him. "Please, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I..shit...I can't believe I was going to...and then I hit you! Gods, I am such a fucking jerk."

Yami stopped trying to push Jounouchi away and just let him hold him. He was shaking, with fear that Jou might do something again, and in anger at what Jou had already done. He had been about to call the police, not wanting to be one of those statistics of people in long term violent relationships, to nip the action in the butt so that there was no chance Jou could do it again. But, the phone slipping from his hands had been like a sign, to give him another chance because this was most definitely not something he had seen coming. Jou was angry, and his intentions were semi-noble, but the way he was going about it was wrong.

He looked up when Jou moved away from him and collected some tissues. He gave one to Yami so he could stop the bleeding from his nose and wet the other one before pressing it lightly against the growing black mark around Yami's eye. Yami winced when the cold water touched his sensitive heated skin.

"I am so sorry," Jou said again. "Do you want to call the police?" This was certainly serious enough for him to do so. He'd tried to rape him, then beat him up. "I'll understand if you do."

"No," Yami said quietly pulling the tissue from his face to see if the blood flow had stopped. It had, indicating that it was not a serious injury. "I know you didn't mean it. It was an accident."

Jou was relieved that Yami was going to forgive him. "I guess this whole situation is fucked up. But, we just need to put it behind us. Don't linger on the memories of Kaiba and I won't either." He glanced at the clock. It was nearly nine o'clock. "I'm going to deposit the money in the bank. Why don't you get some rest? I'll also pay the rent and some bills, so don't worry about it, okay?"

Yami nodded. He started to get up and Jou helped him. He then leaned up to give the blonde a small peck on the cheek. "I'll just take myself there, if that's okay?"

Jou smiled sadly. He understood."Sure." He watched Yami walk into the bedroom and shut the door behind him. He sighed and slapped himself in the face. Fucking idiot, he thought before grabbing the briefcase and stuffing the money back in and leaving the apartment.

Yami sighed as yet another student passed him in the hallway on Monday and asked him who he'd gotten into a fight with because of the large bruise on his face. The whole day had been like this and he was glad it was over and hopefully, they wouldn't keep asking him about it all week. He was heading for the main gates to go home, reading a book he was studying with.

"Bye, Yami!" some girls shouted as they rushed ahead of him. He smiled and waved politely and went back to reading the book using his peripheral vision to see where he was walking. "Oh my, look at that!"

Yami looked up from his book and saw a crowd of girls gathered at the gates. Intrigued, he wandered over to them since he was heading that way anyway. The girls were looking at a very sleek limo parked outside the front gates. They were giggling and whispering, wondering who was inside and what they were doing there. All their questions were answered when the back door opened and Seto Kaiba stepped out.

Yami's eyes widened and he quickly turned around to walk away, but had to stop when he heard the CEO call his name. He turned back around slowly and his face flushed in embarrassment when he saw not only Kaiba looking at him, but all the girls as well. "Uh, hello, Kaiba," he said and just wished all the girls and Kaiba would go away. The girls suddenly errupted with questions and questions. Why was Kaiba here? How did he know Kaiba?

Seto growled as the girls looked from Yami to him and back again asking their questions. He folded his arms and gave them his best glare. The girls at the front of the crowd flinched and began to dissipate their friends. "You are so telling us about this tomorrow, Yami!" they shouted as they ran away.

Yami put a hand to his head and rubbed his temple feeling a headache coming on. "What are you doing here, Kaiba?"

Seto unfolded his arms and stepped forwards. "I came to see you. I know your schedule, so I knew I'd catch you at this time of the day." He frowned and leaned down. His eyes narrowed and he grabbed Yami's chin and lifted his head up and into the light. "What the fuck happened to your face?"

Yami pulled away from Kaiba's grip. "It's nothing. I tripped and fell against a door."

Seto leaned back up. "I think not. What did that and stared at themblonde mutt do to you?"

"He's not a mutt!" Yami hissed. "Just leave me alone. Our business is concluded. There is nothing more to talk about." He turned away and began to head in the direction of home.

Seto took one long stride to catch up to him and walked silently next to him for a few yards before grabbing his shoulder to stop him. "We have lots to talk about. I told you before; you're mine."

"I am not yours!" Yami shouted, then lowered his voice when some students, who were still milling around, looked up. "I am not yours. I am not anybody's. I don't belong to someone. I am in a loving committed relationship with Jounouchi, and that is that!"

"I see, so that's why he punched you? Because you're in a loving relationship?"

"It was an accident," Yami said, not bothering to deny it again. "He's not like that...why am I even bothering to talk to you? Leave me alone!"

Seto picked Yami up and slung him over his shoulder.

"What the fuck...? What are you doing?" Yami shouted as the CEO headed back to the limo. Kaiba opened the door and shoved him inside. He then got in behind him and told his driver to go quickly. "What are you doing, Kaiba?" Yami asked, exasperated.

"Why did he hit you?"

"It's none of your business."

"Why did he hit you?"

"It's nothing..."

Seto grabbed him and looked directly into his blood red eyes, his face only millimetres away from his. "Why. Did. He. Hit. You?"

Yami flushed at the closeness of Kaiba's body. What's this? Why am I feeling like this? "I...I..."

Seto closed the gap and kissed him softly on the lips.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! The plot, it twists!!!

R&R please? Still lots more of this fic to come, and more lemony goodness.