I had to cut the Battle City Arc in two, it was too big to fit in a single chapter, but I hope that you all enjoy it anyways! :')
Warnings: Sexual Intercourse. Yes, they can barely spend a chapter without touching each other can they.
"Nii-sama, don't you think that this exposition is really cool?" Mokuba called out. He was laying upside down on the sofa, rubbing his feet over the soft green fabric.
Kaiba took a sip of coffee, savoring the bitter taste and the warm, characteristic smell. Yami was cuddled up next to him, sorting out cards for his deck. The CEO caressed the thin, warm skin. Seto soon found himself wondering if Yami would ever be able to be fully corporeal.
The CEO licked his lips before startling Yami with a kiss to the neck, nibbling on him.
"Nii-sama!" Mokuba scolded, turning bright red. "That's so weird, stop!"
Groaning, Kaiba stopped his ministrations. Looking over to the TV, he analyzed the artifacts being presented and turned his nose at them. Mokuba pouted at him.
"C'mon Nii-sama, they're cool! Most of these are over 3000 years old, it's insane!"
Yami was now watching the program as well, red eyes shining with excitement. He poked Seto with his elbow, smiling at the taller teen.
"I actually think that this is interesting too! It reminds me of my Puzzle." The ghost whispered the last phrase, wavering between being invisible and see-through. Kaiba laughed, shaking his head.
"You two are weird. What is so interesting about old bones? It won't affect our future in any ways, it's a waste of time."
Mokuba pouted even harder at these words.
"Well, at least I'm not dating a ghost." He muttered. "It's not a bad looking ghost but how does that even work, and I'm the weird one, yes, of course…"
"Stop muttering at me." Kaiba scolded. Yami was laughing beside him... Mokuba wasn't exactly good at discretely admonishing his brother. Mokie opted to stick his tongue out at them.
The ghost giggled one last time before closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. He was so happy and satisfied. It had been roughly a month since the Duelist Kingdom happenings. They had been doing fine since then. They brought Ryou to a hospital and he was recovering well. Yami wanted to visit but Seto was still very hesitant about allowing him to go around on his own... especially after the thing dwelling inside Ryou's Ring attacked him.
But to his surprise, Kaiba had been way more relaxed about letting him see the crew and Yugi without... his presence. It may be because Jounouchi annoyed him to no end, but. Yami was still grateful that he could go around on his own and have fun with his friends.
...Even if Seto would be extra clingy and affectionate every time he came back home.
Solomon seemed to be doing very well after he got his soul back. Yugi even came to the mansion several times to thank Yami (and Seto) for the help! Even though Kaiba wasn't exactly the most polite towards him. Yugi was still satisfied and adoring the extra time he was being allowed to have with Yami. The poor ghost couldn't decide if this was a nice change, though. Because Seto was very nonchalant towards him every time Yugi was around. Almost if he was still jealous, but... trying to suppress it by taking Mokuba out whenever Yami asked if Yugi could come over. It was borderline frustrating, and yet. Just how Seto is. The spirit couldn't wait for the day when he'd accept that he had more friends now. All he wanted was for Yugi and Seto to get along…
"Are you ok?"
Yami looked up to Kaiba, letting out a soft laugh when he saw the blue eyes littered with worry.
"Yeah." He said, getting cozier inside the warm, furry blanket Seto had wrapped around him. He loved the feeling. But he still supposed that it would feel much better if he had an actual body to experience it with.
"You don't look like it…" The CEO stated, looming over the spirit. "Maybe we should go in that stupid exposition after all. Some hours looking at dump prehistoric rocks shouldn't hurt."
"I'm fine, Aibou." Yami repeated once again, gleefully sticking his head under Seto's neck. He loved the warmth oh, so much.
Seto caressed him with tender strokes. Mokuba immediately made disgusted sounds at them once again.
"Get a room!"
"We are in a room."
"Shut up you two. Seto, did you mean what you said? I'd love to go take a walk in the museum, maybe we'll get to know a bit more about where the Puzzle came from and what it was for. Besides. Well. The inscriptions on it of course." Yami said, giggling. He was so happy he couldn't help his laughter.
Messing up the tricolor hair, Kaiba shrugged at him.
"Of course, why not? It's been an while since we've been out. You should hide in the Puzzle during it though, we don't want to freak people out." A sly smile appeared on the blue-eyed man's face.
"I mean, unless you want to be a scarf again, I wouldn't complain-"
"NO." Yami stated vehemently, making Kaiba laugh. "You know that I don't like to use my darkness vessel unless completely necessary." Scrunching up his nose, he gave Seto a push on the shoulder. "You ass."
The three soon started to playfully bicker with each other... unaware of the two piercing blue eyes watching them from the television. The black haired woman smiled. It was satisfying to know that she wouldn't have to force the Kaibas out of hiding to tell them what they needed to hear.
It was a clear, star-filled night. Yami was floating around the limousine in an excited manner, drinking up the lights of the city, the people passing around, the other automobiles. Since they had left the orphanage, he never had much of a chance to look around these new surroundings. He was always stuck in the mansion, and in the rare times he was allowed out he would be tightly wrapped around Seto's neck for camouflage. He couldn't see much of anything back then and now all the lights and the movements had him overwhelmed.
Seto was sipping some wine on the back of the vehicle, comfortable on the red leather seats. Mokuba was stuffing his face with candy and making faces at the people outside. Whoever stared at the white limo with awe, to be exact.
Yami wondered what was the fun in that, considering that no one could see him anyways.
It was a long ride, so the ghost found some time to train his solidification skills. Especially playing around trying to hold little objects or 'feeling' Seto around. The CEO was playfully pushing him away by the time they arrived at the museum. Yami hesitated before letting himself be pulled back into the Puzzle, disappearing inside the golden walls. Seto hanged the pyramid around his neck, enjoying the familiar weight. He caressed the jewel tenderly as he and Mokie walked in the museum, the smaller boy trotting his way in.
The exposition was beautifully crafted. Artifacts of all shapes and sizes spread through the corridors, behind tall glass walls. Mokuba was bubbling about them, running from one place to another and jumping around. Seto was looking at them with close to no interest, until the two mummies in display caught his attention. He felt a weird pain inside his chest.
One of them was tall and frail, notably older and bigger than the small one right beside it. They died roughly in the same era, but the tiny, young mummy seems to have met it's doom first. The CEO stood there for quite an while, staring at the signs over the glass with a bit of nervousness. They had information on the two corpses- estimated date of death, estimated age, estimated last meal. Estimations.
He was especially interested in the fact that they didn't have much of an idea of how the small mummy died. It was buried in the same place as the bigger mummy- on top of it, actually, despise being almost eighty years older. No one knew why. No one knew how. But it was badly burned, several parts of it crushed by... something. Way too many of it's bones unusually broken, almost as in a pattern. Strange marks all over the body. No one could pinpoint exactly what happened.
The most accepted theory was the torture one, yet, it wasn't very likely. This was the mummy of a young Pharaoh, and it was buried with extreme care and worry. It had a more elaborate and detailed sarcophagus than the bigger mummy. Better enchantments and adornments overall. If the boy was kidnapped and tortured before dying... his body very probably wouldn't have been found. Much less mummified. What was it then? Betrayal? Sacrifice?
"Nii-sama?" Mokie's nervous tone broke Seto from his musings. He backed away from the cold glass walls, realizing that he got closer to the dead bodies as he wondered about them. "Can we go further? The mummies make me feel... kinda weird." Mokie pointed out, nervously looking at the beings behind the glass. "Of course." Kaiba immediately answered. He was now examining the bigger mummy. It wasn't as puzzling as the other one, no mysterious marks, no intriguing death. Just old age... and being buried under a teen that was killed decades before his death.
"Nii-sama... let's go, please..." Mokuba pleaded, already backing away. Seto nodded one last time before finally complying. The Puzzle felt weirdly cold against his chest.
After an while of admiring the astounding ancient furniture and all the weapons, jewelry and the liking, Seto and Mokuba found themselves in front of several rock tablets. They were all engraved with drawings.
He was admiring an especially detailed drawing of a dragon... or something similar to it when steps echoed behind him. Seto turned around, ice cold eyes burning holes on the sudden appearance. It was a young woman who had deep blue eyes. White cloth was wrapped all around her tanned body, kept in place by graceful golden jewelry. She had armbands, gold around her hips and legs, an uncannily familiar collar decorating her neck. Kaiba swallowed dry at the Eye in the jewel, grasping his Puzzle in a tight hold. This couldn't mean anything good.
"Enjoying our exposition? I knew it would be from your liking..." The Eye over her neck glimmered at the words.
"I'm not interested in all of this old trash. Why my little brother wants to see things that do nothing but waste the time of thousands of people that could be helping humanity grow instead is beyond me." He spat, knowing that Mokie was blushing brightly behind him. Mokuba knew his opinions on anything related to the past for years. He wasn't too worried about hurting his feelings.
"You seemed awfully interested in our mummies back there." Kaiba's lips formed a tight, thin line. A gracious smile spread over the woman's face.
"You know, these two weren't supposed to be in the exposition to begin with. We found them miles away from all of the other artifacts, buried in a small, plain room underground. But we decided to bring them along. It's likely that they were the owners- or at least one of the owners these artifacts once had. It's hard to tell anything about them, the small one especially. But we have a strong suspicion that they might have something to do with you and…"
The sharp blue eyes seemed to shine with mischief.
"The golden artifact you've got with you right there…"
"SHUT UP!" Kaiba cried out, forgetting completely about courtesy. "The past is nothing but steps in the sand behind us! It will NOT change our future and I am NOT interested in whatever nonsense you're talking about, I do NOT want to hear!"
The Puzzle felt hot against his chest. Mokuba shrunk behind him, worried about where this was going. The museum was dead silent.
The lady's honestly frustrating smile appeared on her face once again.
"You don't want to hear, but I'm sure you want to see. I have something very important to show you, . And it'll make these puny drawings of duel monsters seem like nothing in comparison. Follow me, and you'll see."
She disappeared into one of the corridors.
Kaiba clenched his fists, Mokie hesitated before approaching him from behind.
"Nii-sama…?"
"Not now, Mokuba. Let's see what's so important for her to show us." The CEO answered in a dark, husky tone that send shivers down the smaller Kaiba's spine. Mokuba wasn't sure at all about everything that was going on. Did it have something to do with Yami? What was all of this about?
They walked behind the woman through the corridors. It was an awkward, long silence until they reached a dead end. It was a tall wall with a huge stone tablet hanging up on it, behind protective glass. Lights illuminated every single engraving. Mokie's breath got caught into his throat.
"Ni-Nii-sama!"
He pointed to the drawing, and looked to the frozen Kaiba besides him. Seto had widened eyes, a gaping mouth and his hands were gripping the Puzzle so hard Mokuba was afraid they'd bleed.
"This is the Tablet of Memories." The lady announced, satisfied with the reactions.
"That's-"
"Yami." Seto spit out, glaring daggers on the woman's eyes. "What's the meaning of this?"
"Take a closer look." She shrugged.
And Seto did exactly that. He looked into it, and the more he did it, the more and more terrified he got.
There was Yami's favorite magician.
His Blue Eyes White Dragon...
And an eerie figure wearing Priest clothing, which he couldn't properly identify but... the only one who could control the Blue Eyes out of Yami was… himself.
And the feeling. The dammed feeling of having seen this awful thing before. He felt as if this tablet was familiar and he loathed it, he loathed every single hieroglyphic written on it. He immediately started internally pointing out flaws in the thing, realizing how much improvement could have been made by the author. How some things were out of proportion. How fucking disrespectful it was to portray a pharaoh smaller than a Priest. Mokuba had told him about stupid Egyptian culture and how people were supposed to ALWAYS be smaller than the Pharaoh, regardless of his height. He never listened a lot and couldn't care less, but it was really, reallyimportant to him all of a sudden. He didn't care if it was accurate to the Pharaoh's actual height and probably a very important finding to Egyptologists and archaeologists in general. The person who made this was a bitch.
"You seem angry."
The black-haired woman had that despicable knowing look back on her face. And that smile.
"Whoever made this did an awful job. The Pharaoh should be way bigger."
Laugher echoed across the corridors. The girl pushed some stray locks of hair back behind her ear.
"The person who made this, was you. Your ancestor, and your original form before reincarnating."
Both Kaibas stared at her as if she was insane.
Her smile only grew.
"He was heartbroken after his king's, and close friend's death. He felt guilty and responsible. The weight of being the Pharaoh's successor because the kid just did not have time to have any heirs struck him bad. This tablet-" She made a fluent gesture to it, smile never wavering, "Was a gift. A tribute. A symbol of friendship meant to travel through the hardships of time. Meant to make it to the Pharaoh once he awoke from his slumber and came back to face his enemy once again. This tablet is an agreement to stay by his Pharaoh's side and fight with him. It's a promise of loyalty and faith."
Crossing her arms, she continued…
"I'm guessing that the Priest didn't expect to reincarnate in such a skeptical, narrow minded person."
"SHUT UP!" Kaiba snapped once again, enraged. The woman didn't flinch. How could someone be THIS infuriating?
"Stop saying such nonsense, whatever you're blabbering about does not exist. I can deal with ghosts and magic and whatever dumb things happened with me throughout my life but reincarnation? Shut up. Just. Shut the hell up." Kaiba was panting now, a hand tangled on his locks of brown hair. He let out several deep sighs to calm down and recomposed himself. Closing his eyes before opening the determined ocean-colored gems once again and turning his back on the annoying girl.
"We're leaving. Come, Mokuba." He started walking before even finishing the sentence.
Mokie was torn, looking between his brother's back and the lady that was giving him a nice smile. He couldn't even get a good look on the tablet, his brother just skimmed over the thing. It was like he had seen it dozens of thousands of times, then got livid and left. He wanted to stay. He wanted to see.
What if this was explaining Yami's story? Where he came from, and where he should go to instead of being a deranged soul for the end of time. What if this had the ways Yami could go back to his family written in it? What if this had his real name, his real past ? What if this had Yami's history before he ended up in the orphanage? A history that Mokuba wishes he had for himself, considering that he couldn't remember much about his life before that either. He couldn't take that luxury away from Yami because Seto was too terrified to let him go.
A soft, warm hand settled over his shoulder.
"Kaiba." Mokuba heard the woman speak once again. "I have one last thing that may be of interest…"
With a flourished move, she pulled a small wooden box from the insides of her long, silk clothing. Then handed it to Mokuba, who eyed it with intense eyes. Kaiba immediately turned back, ice-like blue eyes craving on the container.
"What. Is. That." He whispered, impossibly done with the situation. Mokie shivered and handed it to him. The CEO opened it and gasped at the beautiful, metallic card inside.
The words "Obelisk, the Tormentor" caught his attention. He could pinpoint the similarities between the buff, rock-like blue monster and one of the three Gods being represented in that awfully inaccurate tablet almost instantly.
"What is this thing?" He asked a bit more calmly now, drinking up the 4000 points of attack and defense like a drowning man. His eyes immediately lit up with the raw power of the card, his knees almost felt weak with the sight. The woman smiled.
"Do you want it?"
Kaiba could feel Yami humming inside his head. He realized that the humming had been happening during the entirety of the visit in the museum. It was very calm, soothing, and… very strange. Why was Yami doing that? He never did such a thing before…
The CEO's thoughts dissolved as he felt the Puzzle burning hot against his chest. The humming getting louder. A smile grew on his face, mirroring the one in the black-haired lady in front of him.
"Yes." He muttered, grip tightening around the box.
The woman's smile was large and knowing.
"I'll trade this God Card for a favor. You'll throw a tournament in Domino City, where people bet their rarest cards as a prize for winning the duel." Seeing Kaiba's non amused face, she continued:
"There are three God Cards in total. The Winged Dragon of Ra, Obelisk the Tormentor and The Saint Dragon of Osírís, also known as Slifer, the Sky Dragon. Two of these are owned by the criminal organization of the Ghouls, I'm assuming you know who they are."
Kaiba nodded in concordance. Yes, he knew and very well. He had started to add cameras for surveillance after the traffic and stealing of cards had increased in his city and found out more than he ever expected to know about the international organization of scumbags.
"The tournament will attract them out of hiding, I want you to win the God Cards for me so I can put them back in a safe place." The woman continued. "I assume that you want all of the God cards, and as long as you keep them somewhere they won't be stolen I'm willing to lend them to you."
Kaiba snorted.
"There is no place safer than the insides of my mansion." He stated, arrogance filling his voice. Mokuba nodded in agreement.
The lady smiled once again before turning her back on the two Kaibas.
"I'll trust you with Obelisk then, Mr. Kaiba." Was the last thing she said before her white tail of clothing disappeared into the museum's corridors.
Seto looked down at the God Card, tracing it's attack points with the tips of his fingers. A translucent, small hand appeared from the corners of his vision and settled on top of his own. Looking up, he saw Yami staring at the monster, red eyes filled with something he couldn't exactly describe. Sorrow? Pain? Whatever it was, it wasn't good.
He pulled the smaller hand into his own, interlacing fingers with the ghost. He was so warm. So, so warm. Almost tangent, almost…. Almost there.
The humming was so loud now, he felt it vibrate through his entire body.
"What are you thinking about?" He whispered to Yami. The spirit traced Obelisk's body before lifting his eyes to the Tablet of Memories.
"I remember. I remember…. A song. When I look at these pictures. When I look at that Priest." Yami whispered, swallowing dry. It's very weird, but… but I heard it in my mind. In a language I don't know."
"Is that why you're humming?" Seto asked in a soft voice, hand set around his lover's shoulders for comfort. Yami nodded, and the soft humming intensified inside Kaiba's mind.
Smiling, the CEO kissed his ghost's forehead. Yami blushed and looked up to him. A strange smell of incense and scented oils was growing and making itself known until it became thick around them. While Yami took in a deep breath, Seto made sounds of disgust and covered his nose. He didn't know why, but he really loathed the scent, no matter how pleasurable it was.
The entire place felt warm and they soon realized... all of the bizarre sensations focused around that dammed Tablet. They had to get away.
Grabbing Mokuba, who was looking at them with an adorable confused face by the arm, Seto ran through the corridors... basically dragging Yami and Mokie around with him. His vision was flashing between the clean, beige walls of the museum and cold, dark stone walls with oiled lamps hanging from them. Endless, endless corridors of stone and oil. He could feel linen around his hands, smell the hated scent of incense and perfume.
The illusion was only broken once he stormed out of the museum's doors, gasping for air. His vision cleared, and he could see the calm, chilly night once again. Isono was staring at him with his mouth agape, and Kaiba realized that him bursting the doors open must've been quite a sight.
With a faint blush blossoming on his cheeks, he forced himself into the white limo. As he entered, he let out a loud sigh of happiness at the nice scent of leather and technology of the car. Yami materialized himself besides him, floating just above the dark red seat. Mokuba stumbled behind them, glaring at his bigger brother.
"What the heck was that? Why did you two get so weird all of a sudden, you really creeped me out staring at the walls like that, Nii-sama! And Yami, what was with the humming, it was so loud! What even is that song anyways, I've never heard that before! What did I even miss?"
The spirit approached the small dark-haired kid and ruffled his hair. It felt like a soft, warm breeze from Mokuba's point of view, but he appreciated the gesture a whole lot.
"I'm really sorry, Little Aibou." Whispered the ghost. "Scaring you wasn't my intent, I couldn't help myself. And that Tablet… that God Card…" Yami continued, staring at the small box in Seto's hands.
"They were just… so overwhelming, I couldn't-"
"Hey… hey Yami, it's ok!" Mokie exclaimed, jumping on the seat next to the spirit. He put his arm around the ghostly shoulders and patted his back. "We're going to be alright and a cool tournament is going to start soon! Maybe when you see Obelisk in action you won't feel so overwhelmed by him, he's in our side!" Mokuba finished his sentence with a hearty laugh, excited for the upcoming duels.
A smile formed on the translucent teen's face, and he returned the pats to the young kid.
"Thank you, Little Aibo."
Seto wrapped his arm around both of them and pressed the two against him, making them laugh. The CEO had a mischievous smile on his face, and Yami couldn't help but shake his head. Whatever happened in this tournament, it would definitely be amazing with Seto by his side.
The announcement had gone very, very well. Yami could see that Seto had enjoyed appearing in every TV in the city... of course he had. and now they were roaming the city in search for nice tag duels and…
Jounouchi.
Both Yami and Seto had quite the surprise when Yugi came running to them, asking for help. Apparently someone had stolen Jou's most prized card and he was delaying his little sister's eye surgery because of it.
Seto immediately glared hard at Yami, who swallowed dry and looked away. The CEO had been trying to pinpoint where the hell a considerable amount of his money had gone to, even though it was hardly enough to hurt the company. If someone had hacked into his account, he would have been doomed but. No, he was sure it was someone from the inside and Mokuba never spend anything from SETO'S personal account. The spirit felt the blue daggers digging on his back and spurted out that he indeed had helped Jounouchi to bank his sister's surgery, to save the girl's eyesight. Kaiba shook his head to him in disapprovement.
"Next time you decide to be a white knight, ask." The CEO grunted. Yami deflated as he floated behind his aibou. Yugi patted his shoulder, giving him a soft smile.
"Don't listen to him, Yami. You did an amazing thing, Jou-kun is very grateful and Shizuka-kun is not going to lose her vision, it was a beautiful action from you, ok?"
The ghost smiled at the teen.
"Ok." He muttered, getting closer to his look-alike.
The three of them walked through the streets of Domino City, following Kaiba's GPS. It had the location of everyone that was taking part in the tournament via tracking chips in their Duel Disks. Including Jou's, which Kaiba insisted that was stolen.
"The mutt doesn't have enough money to pay for one of these." He'd scoff. Yugi would get really angry and protective, stating that no matter what Kaiba said, Jounouchi got his Duel Disk fair and square. And it was thanks to the event KAIBA himself had made. The one in which duelists with over five stars of skill could get a free Duel Disk.
"The mutt is a two star." Seto replied, restraining himself from getting too violent or snappy in Yami's presence. The spirit was already awkwardly floating between the two of them, trying to protect them from each other. Yami's relationship with both of them was no secret, but Seto still loathed it, and he was sure that Yugi wasn't a big fan either. Kaiba stealing his prized Puzzle seemed to have made quite a number on him. And while Yugi didn't want him dead, Kaiba was sure that the kid wasn't about to invite him to parties anytime soon.
Their mutual glares stopped once they found the person who stole Jounouchi's Red Eyes. Yami pleadingly curled around Seto, asking if he could duel with Yugi for the mutt's card. Seto did not like the idea at all but he was so sick of having to deal with a Yami so transparent he could barely see him while they were in public. So, so tired of having to hide his lover from the world and dying to see the ghost again, fully fleshed and in colors, not as some see-through copy of what he should be.
So he accepted, and Yami was ecstatic as his aibou reluctantly gave out the Puzzle to Yugi, who basically snatched it from Seto's hands. Kaiba watched every second of Yami taking over Yugi's body, feeling his heart skip a beat once they were finished.
Yugi's body would change a great amount once Yami was in control. The purple eyes and hair would turn blood red and Yami would immediately take the jacket off so he could use it as a cape. Seto's heart immediately melted once he realized that his ghost was trying to mimic his trench coat tail, and he let out a soft, happy laugh.
Observing Yami duel while he had a physical form was amazing. He utterly destroyed that Ghoul and Kaiba could barely keep himself from letting out several maniacal laughs as he saw that beautiful duel. He could feel the adrenaline and the excitement being pumped through his veins, it was like he was born to see Yami's gracious movements and smart thinking. He couldn't stop thinking about how bad he wanted to duel his beloved spirit again.
His fiery desire and the high from all the excitement made him grab Yami by the shoulders once he approached and smash his firm lips on the ghost's warm, soft ones. He started to invade the lovely mouth as Yami held him tenderly and melted in his arms. They stayed like that for a long, delightful minute before the spirit violently pushed him away.
Confused blue eyes looked down before Kaiba started to vigorously wipe his mouth, mirroring Yugi, who was almost puking in disgust right beside him. The purple eyed kid practically launched the Puzzle back to Kaiba while he was furiously wiping his lips. Yami was floating between them shyly, Seto could almost SWEAR that the ghost was bright red from what just happened.
"Y-Yugi! I'm so sorry!" Yami apologized several times, terrified with what he had done. The kid only made a dismissing hand movement, shaking his head. He still seemed a bit green.
"At least ask, Yami. That creped me out, oh my God." Yugi was almost out of breath, squeaking the phrase out. Kaiba was brooding, arms crossed tight across his chest as he looked away with a huge frown.
When the three of them were at least partially recovered, they finally approached Jounouchi... who was staring at them with widened eyes.
The blonde's brown eyes wandered from Kaiba to Yami several times before finally setting on Yugi, from who he gratefully recovered his Red Eyes Black Dragon. Slowly and hesitating a lot, he approached Yami and handed him his prized card. The ghost precariously held onto it, making a great effort to do so. Yami looked up to him with confused red eyes. Jounouchi smiled.
"I'll recover it from ya fair and square one day, friend. Just please don't use my bro to kiss your asshole boyfriend, ok?"
Yami's face DEFINITELY turned red this time as the blonde laughed and ruffled the ghost's hair before wandering off with Yugi behind him. The two waved goodbye and the spirit was barely able to answer, he just wanted to bury himself in a hole and never get out. Seto, however, was standing beside him with pride. The CEO snorted and put his hand around Yami's hip, even though both of them knew that it wasn't necessary at all to keep the ghost close.
Seto caressed his spirit's arm before whispering on his ear that they had to go and find Mokuba before progressing. Yami's redness faded out for a bit and he nodded in concordance, a smile sneaking it's way on his face.
Seto and Yami attempted to track Mokie through Seto's GPS, but soon, found themselves to be unable to. Couldn't this kid keep himself out of trouble?! Exasperated, Kaiba started to check on every alley he could find. He soon remembered that he had given his little brother the task of keeping cheating and violence out of his tournament... and that the kid immediately suggested that it happened more often in alleys and dark corners. He wasn't sure of how Mokuba became familiar with that, but now he was very glad for the information.
The alley they started their search in was humid, not the best place to duel NOR to steal cards.
Kaiba was sure that a delinquent wouldn't care, though.
He examined every inch of the place and interrogated the kid he found sitting in a dark corner. It soon became apparent that whoever took Mokuba's tracking device wasn't the standard bully, but something else.
Out of pure habit, he turned around to walk through Yami and ended up knocking the confused ghost on the pavement. They both stood still, looks of pure unbridled shock on their faces.
"W-What the heck was that?!" Kaiba let out in a gasp, immediately bending down to touch Yami's skin. It was warm, thin, but... tangible. Not like the usual air-like projection Yami relies on.
The CEO let out a suffocated whimper before pulling Yami back up with him. He held the smaller one gently, a hand comfortably set on the spirit's lower back. Unable to hold himself, he started to feel the soft arms, the smooth skin.
Before he could even see it, he had Yami trapped against a wall, kissing the breath out of him. Kissing the small shoulders, the nice neck, those beautiful red eyes.
His ghost seemed just as shocked, frozen solid in his arms. As Seto devoured his neck, Yami couldn't help but snap out of it and start moaning and trembling, fingers digging onto Seto's coat. He could move it. He could... feel it.
"So warm... s-so much… w-what is this...?" Yami forced out in his overload of pleasure. He wiggled on Seto's grip when the CEO began sneaking his fingers under his "clothes", burning the thin wannabe skin with his warm touches. The spirit was sure that he was going to pass out from this. Somehow.
"I can feel you." The phrase came with Seto's thick, heavy breathing. His hand slithered down Yami's backside, feeling all of it. He soon found the opening he was looking for and started to probe it, teasing to slip in.
The ghost shrieked in Kaiba's arms, flailing around and rubbing himself on Seto's crotch on accident. He instantly froze into place... his aibou was still letting out heavy breaths on top of him, feeling him up, and he could feel a hard, hot bulge between his legs. Yami's mind worked out what it was quite fast and memories flooded his head. He gulped hard.
"A-Aibou... we have to-" The ghost was sharply cut by a heated kiss. The CEO's deviant finger started to wiggle it's way in dry but Yami struggled and whimpered in pain. Kaiba soon realized that doing this without lube wasn't an option and swore under his breath.
"W-what are you doing, oh gods-" Yami was whispering out, weak from the sensory overload. Seto was somehow inside him, INSIDE him, and as much as it burned, the sensation felt nostalgic and enjoyable... even though it was the first time he had ever felt such a thing.
He almost felt disappointed when Seto pulled out after several minutes of spreading him and probing, but it had hurt enough for him to not complain.
"We need lube. We need it right now." Kaiba forced out, helping Yami to pull his clothes back on.
"Stay here. You're still see-through and I don't want people freaking out at you. I'll be back in an instant." The CEO was already at the end of the alley when he finished the phrase. Yami was still star struck and now sitting on the floor. He had no idea of what Seto wanted lube for and why he was fingering his insides that way, he was just downright confused and... aroused?
He observed as Seto left the alley and a weird, spinning object fell from the sky and attached to his arm. What the heck was that? The ghost forced himself up immediately, running towards his lover's direction.
Seto was screaming at two masked man, enraged. They were jumping from building to building and seemed to be laughing at the blue-eyed teen. A huge helicopter holding Mokuba hostage via a dangling rope flew behind the ghouls, the kid screaming at his older brother for help.
Yami growled at the sight, dashing over to Seto's side. He was instinctively commanding the Puzzle's darkness to wrap around him so he could be more physical, but stopped himself. And instead, attempted to make himself be more human, colorful and realistic so he wouldn't attract any unwanted attention.
The two of them tracked the masked figures down to the top of a skyscraper. The wind was strong and cold there, so much that Yami had to focus on making his skin thicker and less transparent with magic from the Puzzle. He was overworking himself to an extreme degree, and had to take various deep breaths to keep himself stable. It did pay off wonderfully in tricking the two man, though.
Mistaking him for Yugi, the two ghouls handed him a Duel Disk so they could have a tag team duel for their lives, which both Yami and Seto gladly accepted.
Kaiba couldn't feel happier as he dueled by his lover's side. If only they weren't fighting for Mokuba's safety hundreds of feet above the ground over a glass ceiling with bombs in it... well. It would have been a thousand times more delightful.
Even though he was loving the fiery duel in which he'd back Yami up at every move, Seto still felt insecure. He was no longer the child that would hide behind Yami's comforting form, and the way his spirit would jump in front of him to protect him... wounded his pride, his view of himself as powerful and untouchable, unbeatable.
"Stay out of this, Yami!" He'd bark at the small ghost. "Aibou..." His lover muttered before frowning at him.
"We need to stick together, that's the only way we'll win!" Kaiba groaned, very stressed out with the situation. These card-stealing bastards were getting the upper hand, and as much as he loathed it, Yami was right. They wouldn't be able to win like this, just wouldn't.
He had to let his Aibou provide defense and attack points, otherwise his own monsters would fail and they'd both fall.
Swallowing down his rage and discomfort, he focused on what was better for both of them and Mokuba.
Joining their forces, they brought in Valkirion, a monster with attack points just below Obelisk... before bringing out the God itself into the field, terrorizing one of their foes into submission and breaking the glass under him, paving the way to his oblivion.
Turns out that he had parachutes. It was something that annoyed Yami to no end, much to Kaiba's amusement. The partners turned to the remaining opponent, excited over the fact that they'd get to see Obelisk in action once again. Having the God in the field made them feel so damn alive, and so united as they fought together for the same goal.
But they never got to see the God deal the final blow.
As if controlled by another being, the ghoul started to make strange movements and to laugh maniacally at the two lovers... while he was terrified just seconds ago. Seto immediately got in front of Yami when the ghoul with empty eyes started trash-talking about getting revenge on "the pharaoh". Kaiba did not like that title being used to refer to Yami. He did not like it at all.
And the sheer hate and poison on the man's altered voice was enough to make his blood boil with adrenaline and protectiveness. Apparently the guy had some weird underground home in Egypt where he and his family spend their entire life, but Seto was focusing more on the "torturing and killing the pharaoh after destroying him with Slifer" part. He must not let that happen.
When the mysterious voice who named itself as "Malik" finished it's bloody rant, the masked ghoul fell to the ground, unconscious. Kaiba and Yami went back to the streets to recover Mokuba from a terrified ghoul in the helicopter.
Only when they were sure that the kid was safe that they continued their journey. Trying to find the powerful "God Card wielding" ghoul that Malik dared them to defeat.
The two found Yugi going to the same place as them- the Domino docks. When the kid learned about what they had to fight against, he happily accepted Yami's possession once again. Seto was getting the impression that Yugi had a great time chilling somewhere while Yami did the dueling thing which. Honestly, kind of aggravated his jealously no matter how much he tried to repress it.
He was busy screaming at Jounouchi- to which Yugi always seemed bound to by the hips, when Yami, in all of his glorious corporeal form found the opponent Malik had teased them about. The spirit started his battle alone while Kaiba was busy fighting Jou about declassifying him from the tournament for entering illegally.
Kaiba was almost getting the blonde to quit- or to punch him in the face- when the realized that Yami was facing a literal God alone, a God just like Obelisk, but one that was now rampaging through the skies, long, powerful body hiding between the clouds.
The Osíris' roar echoed through the city.
The CEO immediately left to look for his ghost and found him on his knees, a desperate look on his face. Kaiba couldn't bear it, and screamed at him to stand up.
It wasn't worthy to knell down like that. It was disgusting, something reserved for the lowest and the lowest weren't worthy of being so important to him.
His barks at Yami's deflated, hopeless form seemed to convince him to stand up, the fire lighting up again behind those beautiful blood-red eyes. Kaiba could almost feel his chest getting swollen with pride as Yami used the ghoul's tactics against him, destroying the man to the core and burning the huge crimson dragon to the ground.
He got Slifer for himself after that duel, and Seto couldn't feel more proud if he tried.
When he approached to give his spirit an affectionate squeeze on the arm, Yugi immediately pushed Yami out and ran to Jounouchi's side. Seto didn't blame him. The kiss thing was absolutely terrifying.
Yami waved at the departure of his friends, melancholic, while Seto sighed with relief. Kaiba finally completed his dueling quota on the streets, letting Mokuba point out whoever he should crush next. Yami went back to being invisible and slept inside the Puzzle to regain his batteries.
Sooner than expected, Kaiba already had all of his mapping cards and directed himself to the local where the finals would take place. He was so damn excited for this, Yami could even feel it himself.
Isono had chosen a wonderful place for the revelation of the final battleground. Seto took the chance to sit down inside the Battle Blimp and rest from the busy week.
He started to ponder about the Tablet and the mummies once again. In an unconscious movement, he touched the Millennium Item that was still hanging from his neck. Since Duelist Kingdom, he refrained from putting the Puzzle inside his briefcase, just… just in case. It was important to keep it around so Yami could stay strong and healthy, and not only that- the jewelry often reacted accordingly to how his ghost was feeling, getting warmer or colder, and even pulsating depending on the situation. It made their bond stronger than ever, too. Leaving it in any place where it had the smallest chance of being taken away from him was a sin.
He observed from the blimp's clean, shining insides as the finalists arrived. Much to his annoyance, literally half of them were part of the "nerd herd" as he was used to calling them. The blonde was somehow in along with a woman with long blonde hair, the white haired kid too, Yugi, some bald guy, a blonde kid wearing weird purple clothes that was definitely also part of Yugi's endless collection of friends, and... he was sure that the cheerleaders didn't count, because they didn't even have duel disks. Where was the eighth finalist?
Kaiba soon started to get stressed out at the late duelist. Who did they think they were?
He took the chance to mock and belittle the nerd herd when they passed by him and Yami soon had to morph into his dark form and push the crowd of teens away so his CEO wouldn't be beaten to unconsciousness by the angry bunch. The duelists that had never seen Yami before started screaming and freaking out and they all had to go to one of the backrooms so things could be explained and sorted out properly.
Kaiba sighed in relief when he was alone once again. There was a sharp sting of jealously when he saw Yami and Yugi interacting with each other before disappearing in the corridors but he suppressed it the best he could with deep breaths. He was enraged at the eighth finalist for taking so long and, in his mind, giving Yami the chance to go and waste time with a bunch of idiots.
After an excruciating half an hour, the last duelist finally arrived, white cloth floating gracefully behind her. Even though her face was partially covered by her white hijab, Seto could recognize those blue eyes from a mile away. He felt his entire body go cold.
"I'm sorry for being so late." The woman said in a playful manner, Kaiba could see the sides of her mouth rising in an annoying smile.
"You." He spat out as she gave him her identification cards.
"Ishizu." Seto forced out as if he was spitting venom. He finally knew her name and she somehow aggravated him even more now. Especially since all of her cards and data were on point, so he had to let her in. What did the universe have against him this week? The woman paraded in, happily searching a room for herself, Kaiba assumed. Now he was just stressed out. Screaming at Isono to get the blimp in the air, he went deeper into the corridors, looking for Yami.
He found his ghost having a good time with the nerd herd and Mokuba. They were all sorting decks or playing random, non-Duel Monsters games. The purple eyed blonde was sitting in a corner with the bald man, apparently talking to the white-haired kid. Seto noticed that he still had bandages all over him and on his arm.
Jounouchi's and Yugi's clothes were hung up in a corner, drenched in water. Seto had no idea of what the hell they were doing before they arrived in his blimp, but the sight of a midget with marijuana hair and a wet mutt arm wrestling wasn't something he could stand for too long. Yami seemed to be having fun with the fight though, cheering Yugi on and not so discreetly cheating on his behalf by tickling Jounouchi with his tentacles.
As soon as Kaiba called, though, Yami obediently shook his dark, monstrous form off and appeared as a translucent being once again. He floated closer and waved goodbye to everyone in the room while Jounouchi barked at Kaiba for being a party popper. The CEO felt shivers going down his back when he saw the weird kid with purple irises in the back look at Yami with sharp predatory eyes.
He left as fast as he could, forcing Yami to accompany him.
When they arrived at their luxurious, first class room, Kaiba let Yami float in before locking the door. He let all the stress come out of his body with yet another deep sigh as he stretched his arms above his head. Yami was playing around with transparent form, attempting to be more solid and less... see-through.
He looked so beautiful.
Kaiba sat beside him on the soft, blue sheeted bed. A slight blush blossomed on his face while he observed Yami move his "muscles" beneath the thin, now less transparent skin. The ghost was experimenting with his spiritual form, trying his best to solidify himself without using the gooey, thick darkness he always went to for so many years. Now he was relying completely in his own will and wits, with very little of magic from the Puzzle to help him out. Kaiba noticed that every time Yami got to possess Yugi, the easier it was for his beloved spirit to mimic the anatomy, texture and shape of a human. He wondered why it was like that, and why Yami had to exclusively possess Yugi instead of being a "normal" ghost that could use even objects as a physical form. He just didn't get it, and clenched his hands in unconscious anger at the thought.
Huge, shiny red eyes looked up to him, confused. Kaiba felt his face heating even more at the sight. Why was Yami so attractive to him? Was this even normal? He was sure that if the situation had been better, he would have taken Yami right there in that alley, unable from holding himself away from his previous childhood friend and protector.
Ashamed, he looked down on his knees, but swallowed hard when he felt something eerily similar to a human leaning to his side.
"Yami." He whispered, feeling a sudden ray of pure possessiveness striking him. He wrapped his arm around the smaller one's narrow hips and pulled him closer, heavy breathing at the warm feeling on his side. There was a redness on Yami's face. It was adorable.
"Yami..." Seto repeated, and the ghost visibly squirmed at the moist lust weighting on his partner's voice. He still leaned into Kaiba's touches though, allowing the CEO to pull off his clothes while feeling his skin. He felt safe with him, even though he wasn't completely aware of what Seto wanted.
He lifted his arms so Kaiba could pull his shirt off. It disappeared into thin air the moment it hit the ground, along with his pants and underwear. He was mirroring a bit of Yugi's style mixed with Seto's, but it just wasn't worth to keep spending energy on his clothes when he wasn't wearing them.
Yami blushed deeply when Seto stared at the middle of his legs, feeling a sharp sense of deja vu. But, now he was actually aware of what his aibou missed on him last time. A sly smile grew on Kaiba's face as he dived down and wrapped his mouth on that specific place Yami still didn't really know the purpose of.
Jolts of fire went up the spirit's spine and he screeched, kicking and squirming with the hot pleasure wrapped around his newly created shaft. Seto held him in place, suckling and grinning at him. Pulling out with a wet sound, he started to kiss his way up the trembling ghost's stomach, the smile still in place.
"My kitten is growing up." He whispered heavily and Yami had to hold in a whimper. As Seto reached for his bedside table, messing around with the drawers, Yami recalled Seto comparing him to a cat so many years ago with fondness. What a moment to bring that up.
Kaiba came back into place and resumed his kisses and caresses on Yami's body once again. The ghost could hear a 'pop' somewhere on his side but his attention was immediately directed to a cold finger probing that one sensitive place between his legs. He squealed and, with the burning still fresh in his mind, attempted to pull away- but Seto wouldn't allow it.
After an while of kissing and caressing, he could feel one of Seto's long, slimy and cold fingers making it's way in and whimpered, even though there was no pain. The second one made his body tense up, and the third had him moving around, trying to force it away. Seto was persistent and patient though. He kept his fingers deep inside, scissoring him with care, and even though Yami wasn't a big fan of the sensation, he soon got used to it.
The spirit buried his face on a pillow, trying to hide the hot redness automatically appearing on his face. He should be able to control it, but to his despair, he had found out not that long ago that emotions were impossible to hide in this particular form. He would automatically cry, laugh, or… this. He wasn't sure of why it happened, it was very frustrating.
He let out a deep, relieved sigh when his aibou finally stopped abusing his insides. Kaiba was now kissing and caressing him with tenderness, his partner's heavy form weighing on his own. Something round and hot was pressed against his entrance all of a sudden and send shivers up his spine.
"A-Aibou?" Yami muttered before widening his eyes at the thick length attempting to enter him.
"A-Aibou!" He grit his teeth as Kaiba pushed himself in, hot moans on his ear. It was a slow, hard process due to their differences in size and the fact that Seto wouldn't let him morph into a bigger, broader being to better accommodate him inside. Why his partner was so determined to push himself in such a tight hole was beyond him.
After a good while of trying and trying and lots of lube and pushing, they finally found themselves in a somewhat comfortable position. Yami was drawing in deep, quick breaths and had his legs open wide, Seto in between them. The CEO was giving him love-filled kisses and tender caresses, blue eyes soaked with ecstasy and pleasure. He was running his hands down his beloved's stomach, astounded at the way Yami would lose control of his form and sporadically turn transparent and back to a somewhat solid being.
"I can see myself inside you." Kaiba moaned on the smaller one's ear, watching him shiver. Yami seemed torn between feeling pleasured and pained, but Seto was sure that he would lose himself to him soon, as he started to push in and out.
It felt like heaven to be inside Yami, a pleasure he thought that he'd never experience. He started to pump into him in strong pounds, making the ghost struggle to keep himself on the bed, or at the very least keep himself solid. Yami was soon letting out cries of pleasure as well, if it was from what they were doing or if his own pleasure was slipping through their bond to his ghost he would never know. He only knew that this felt amazing and that he never wanted to stop.
But soon, it became too much. Yami was hot and losing control underneath him, his shaft being squeezed inside the ghost's unstable form. It felt too good, and he came, hot and deep inside his spirit, who let out a screech at the feeling of being filled.
Yami signed in relief when the CEO pulled out, hot droplets of come tainting the sheets. He was full of Seto's essence and he didn't even know how to feel about that. What they just did felt…. Amazing. He knew he could trust his aibou to take good care of him.
He was too tired to move though, and it was up to Seto to take out the dirty sheets and put up new ones. Kaiba came back clean, with fresh sheets and a wet cloth he used to clean up Yami's form. The tired ghost didn't even twitch.
Seto let out a satisfied sigh as he cuddled up to Yami and felt the ghost finally respond by squeezing himself closer to him. He was so happy, they would win this tournament and get those powerful god cards for sure.
But, when he was close to falling asleep, Ishizu's words rang on his mind once again. The Tablet. Yami's past. He swallowed dry and wrapped his arms around Yami even tighter.
"Please. Please promise to never leave me. Please tell me you'll be with me forever." He whispered, anxiety and fear heavy on his tired mind. He needed a confirmation. He needed to know that Yami wouldn't ever disappear, no matter what everyone said about it, no matter how much they knew about his past.
Yami's red eyes seemed to glow in the dim room. They were filled with guilt and pain all of a sudden, and Seto felt his heart tighten. Yami only nuzzled his neck and whispered comforting words on his ear.
"I will try my best."
"I know you will."
Seto was surprised that his words sounded so cool and constricted with the turmoil inside his chest. He wiped a stray tear out of his eyes before his ghost could see it. Yami was satisfied and cuddled up to him, but Kaiba was still wide awake, haunted by what the future could bring.
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