Title: Distraction

Pairing: Dungeonshipping/Ryuji OtogixPegasus J. Crawford

Season Six. Round Four.

Don't own anything!

His stomach fluttered with anticipation as he looked out of the private helicopter's window. The gamer crossed his arms over his chest, trying to force himself to relax, but nothing appeared to work for him.

Otogi was meeting with the famous Pegasus J. Crawford. The genius inventor of Duel Monsters. The guy who had it all. The man who inspired him to do great things with his imagination and create Dungeon Dice Monsters.

And secretly, the man who he held feelings for.

Pegasus was original in his work, thus creating one of the greatest games in the known world, and Otogi admired him greatly for it.

From the moment he realized that he was consistently following Pegasus' work, blushing whenever the man would come on the television for an interview, or simply have his heart melt at a picture in a magazine, Otogi knew that he had become obsessed. But whether that was a good or bad thing, he had yet to figure out.

The gamer leaned back against the leather seat, a voice coming over the intercom saying that they had arrived at Duelist Kingdom. This only caused his stomach to twist with nerves and his heart to beat rapidly as he watched the ground get closer and closer with each passing second, landing with ease, and before he knew it, he was out of the helicopter.

"Right this way, sir," one of Pegasus' cronies greeted him, dressed in a suit and sunglasses. Otogi nodded to himself, shifting the duffel bag over his shoulder more firmly as he followed.

He was lead to what appeared to be a castle, and soon he was in a long stretched hallway, lavishly decorated for the best of guests. The man stopped him when they approached a certain door.

"I will tell Mr. Pegasus that you are here, sir. Wait just a moment."

Otogi again nodded stiffly, watching as the man in the suit left him out into the hallway, leaving him to his frantic thoughts.

'It's just a business meeting...a business meeting...' he thought to himself, trying to take calming breaths. He felt horribly uncomfortable now, his stomach so wrapped up in nerves he thought he might retch.

The gamer not only had to participate in an important business meeting, but he also had to keep his feelings and self control in check as well.

He jumped slightly when the door opposite him opened up. "Mr. Pegasus will see you now, sir."

Taking one more calming breath, Otogi made his way into the room, hearing the door close behind him. He took a look around. It was a rather large room, very spacious. Large windows made up the back wall, and to his surprise, it didn't seem like an office at all. It was more like a storage room of sorts.

There was no sign of Pegasus.

'Where is he...?' Otogi thought, his nerves calming down for the moment.

Suddenly, from a back room he hadn't seen before, the game inventor himself stepped out, carrying a table in hand. Pegasus went to the center of the room, positioned the table, and went back to the room, grabbing two chairs. Once everything was set up, Pegasus stepped toward Otogi, chuckling.

The man was dressed in a very expensive red suit. His silver hair was straightened and rested atop his shoulders, but Otogi knew better than to think that he was some grandpa. His face was vibrant, a small smile on his lips as he examined the other with his handsome brown eye. Otogi didn't miss the other one, the golden eye, but he chose to ignore it.

"Sorry about the delay," he immediately excused. He reached out, wanting to shake Otogi's hand. The Dungeon Dice Monster creator stared blankly at his hand.

He noticed Pegasus giving him a strange, but amused look. "Are you alright?" he asked, chuckling after.

Otogi blushed slightly, coming to his senses. He shook his head, smiling. "Oh, my deepest apologies, Mr. Pegasus, it's just, well, you're - it's amazing to actually be meeting you!" He laughed awkwardly and took the hand in front of him, shaking it like a gentleman.

Pegasus' eyes twinkled, even the golden one, and Otogi took his slightly sweaty hand back, straightening. "Good, good. Now, how about we get down to business? I'd certainly like to try out your game, Dungeon Dice Monsters."

"What?" Otogi asked aloud, forgetting the reason why he was here because he was so absorbed in admiring his idol. Pegasus chuckled, thinking he was just being funny and walked over to the table, sitting down.

"I assume you brought a game board with you...?" the man asked, chuckling again at Otogi's expression. "Are you sure you're alright?"

Otogi snapped out of his trance again, scratching the back of his head. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Yes, I did bring the game with me just in case." He walked over to the table, sitting opposite Pegasus.

As he was pulling the game board out of his duffel bag, Otogi forced himself to relax and put aside his feelings. This meeting was about the game he invented; Dungeon Dice Monsters. If it went well, the game would most likely become a phenomenon. He had to make his meeting good.

Once the board was all set, and all of the small cube pieces were divided between the two, they started their game, Otogi thankful that he had a distraction now as he played.

Pegasus was tricky, he had to admit. He appeared to know the game inside and out, and this was the first time he had ever played. Otogi was both shocked and impressed. Soon, the game came to an end, Pegasus as the victor.

"H-how did you...?" Otogi stuttered after a while, clearing up the table, putting the game back into his bag.

Pegasus smiled, chuckling aloud this time. "You seemed to have forgotten that I was the inventor of Duel Monsters. This game wasn't too hard to figure out." Otogi noticed how his golden eye glinted at his words, but he quickly brushed it away, not finding it to be important.

The man stood up from his seat, a wicked grin on his face as Otogi, too stood.

"I must say, Mr. Ryuji, this game impressed me. It incorporates Duel Monsters with a very unique style of dice. I think Industrial Illusions will be more than open to make an investment in your game. Do we have a deal?" Pegasus said, offering the deal sealer with a shake of his hand.

This was probably one of the happiest days in his life. Pegasus actually liked his game! Liked it enough that he was willing to invest in it! He was about to seal the deal, but he looked down at the hand he was about to shake, and feelings from before started to spill into his system.

"You are a very hesitant person, I must say. Do you think through all of your choices like this, hm?" Pegasus asked with a laughed, smiling brightly, making Otogi blush at the comment. "And certainly you must be sick. You keep turning red..." He chuckled again.

Otogi laughed nervously with him, wondering if he had been found out. "No...no...I'm fine, Mr. Pegasus." He immediately took the other's hand into his, gripping it firmly so that they could shake on the deal that had created.

Otogi couldn't help but stare at the other man's face as they shook hands. It was perfect, even with a missing eye nevertheless. His gaze suddenly landed on the other's lips, and Otogi absentmindedly wondered what they would feel like against his own.

They detached their hands, Otogi quickly wiping the sweat off of it to hide the fact that he had been nervous. His green eyes averted to the ground, looking up when Pegasus spoke.

"Alright, I'll have the paper work ready by the time my upcoming tournament is over and done with. I'll have one of my assistants contact you when every loose end is tied up," Pegasus said, clapping his hands together, giving Otogi a wavering look, his golden eye glinting again ever so slightly. "Someone will escort you back to the helicopter and take you home," he added, watching as the other made a move to get his things.

"Well, um, thank you, Mr. Pegasus," Otogi thanked, gathering his bag, getting ready to leave. He walked towards the door, feeling the other's eyes on his back. As he started to open the door, he was suddenly stopped by a hand over his shoulder.

"Mr. Ryuji," the man's voice came from behind him. Otogi's heart beat faster, turning around to face the other.

"Y-yes?" he asked, trying to keep his blush down from how close they were.

Pegasus chuckled, his golden eye glinting yet again, but Otogi was too nervous and distracted to really notice. "I also meant to say that the game was interesting because of what you were thinking the whole time..."

"What? What was I thinking?"

"This is only a one time thing, Mr. Ryuji," Pegasus said before closing the gap between them, pressing their lips together with such amazing gentleness.

Otogi didn't think. His mind became too fuzzy to comprehend what was happening. The kiss between them lasted a few seconds before the inventor of Duel Monsters parted, leaning back to straighten up.

"I'll make sure one of my assistants gives you a call when the paper work is all finished," Pegasus said, going back to business mode, but still had that lingering smile upon his lips as he said this.

Otogi nodded dumbstruck, turning around and exiting the room. He was met with the same guy who brought him here, and he silently followed him out to the waiting helicopter.

His mind was still squirming with what had happened when he reached the flying craft. Within no time, he was up in the air, the only sound being of the propellers and wind passing, along with a couple remarks or beeps from the pilots.

'He...kissed me...kissed...me...' Otogi thought over and over again. But, but, how did Pegasus know what he had been thinking during their game? He was only thinking of the game...wasn't he...?

Running a hand through his hair and heaving a sigh as he leaned back in his seat, Otogi let his fingers wander down to his lips, those lips still feeling tingly from their previous kiss.

He needed a distraction; any distraction. He couldn't think about his game, or that...kiss from his handsome idol. He couldn't think about how Pegasus somehow knew what he was thinking the whole time.

Nothing caught his interest in the helicopter's interior, so instead he look outside down at the ocean. Below, a large ship was heading to Duelist Kingdom. Otogi frowned, wondering what it was for, when he remembered what Pegasus had said earlier.

"Alright, I'll have the paper work ready by the time my upcoming tournament is over and done with..."

"Damnit," Otogi cursed, being reminded of what had happened only moments before, a blush of embarrassment flushing his cheeks.