Entering Kaiba's office, Yami made sure the door was closed before he placed the briefcase on Kaiba's desk and opened it, spinning it around to show Kaiba the screen, trying to calm his frantically pounding heart as he watched Kaiba's eyes widen.
"What am I looking at?" Kaiba asked curiously as he noted each tiny surveillance feed. Yami had either bugged or managed to obtain private feeds of someone's home and office.
"All 5 targets, home, office, vehicles, planes, and vacation homes," Yami explained calmly, tapping a button and all the feeds changed and refreshed to show another series of rooms. "I have enough footage of their faces and voices to fake their existence for the next few years while I funnel their money to better causes. Since I had to push the plan up by a few days, I'm updating you as you requested."
"Okay…robot," Kaiba said teasingly, hoping to catch a smile but Yami's expression remained dark.
"I'm being serious Seto. Your life was threatened because I—"
"That white-haired freak was a coward. He saw my face and didn't want to go through with it," Kaiba snapped, now sorely missing his carefree, smiling Yami. "I'm done worrying about this. Hurry up and take care of it so we can put this behind us."
Yami felt his heart flutter at Kaiba's words, and he clenched his fists in frustration at Kaiba's carefree attitude.
He didn't have time to retaliate because a knock sounded at the door, and Isono called through the barrier, "the doctors are finished and she's waking up slowly."
"We're coming," Yami called, and he took a step forward but found himself restrained by a gentle hand around his wrist.
"Hey… Can you relax a little?" Kaiba asked quietly, aching for Yami to even make eye contact, but the large glasses hid his eyes when it caught the light. "I missed you."
Yami blinked and talked over the pounding of his heart in his ears, "I missed you too—"
Warm arms wrapped around him and held him tightly, making his stomach swoop wonderfully as Seto's scent washed over him like a calming wave, and Yami took a deep, shuddering breath.
Oh no… This was exactly what he wanted to avoid.
"I'm not letting you go until you return the favor," Kaiba said gruffly, wincing when he caught a whiff of sour, fearful sweat from Yami, and it made his heart clench. He was used to Yami smelling nice, like coffee and the bath. Right now… he smelled like work.
Yami shakily raised his arms and wrapped them around Seto's waist, willing his eyes to remain dry as his cheek pressed into the soft fabric of his shirt as a hot breath panned down his ear, and Seto's voice made him shiver happily, "…want to fuck me in the shower? Because we both need one…"
Yami opened his mouth to say 'no' but the way his heart fluttered made him say, "yes…but—" And he was whisked off his feet strongly, half-carried and half-dragged into the bathroom, down the marble steps and pinned against the spacious counter while Seto kissed him roughly, leaving a heavy taste in the back of his throat.
Conflicted, Yami kept his eyes open and stared at Seto's eyelashes centimeters from his face, his stomach flipping with excitement at the cold hands stripping him with ease, tugging his tie off and tossing it carelessly onto the floor, followed by the front buttons of his shirt and then the belt around his waist.
"Come on… We can do it in five minutes…" Kaiba encouraged excitedly, feeling Yami freeze for a moment before diving at him to pull his blazer off his shoulders and undo the buttons down the front of his shirt with a desperate frenzy, his angular violet eyes narrowed with lust while his fingers worked fast.
Their clothes fell into piles on the ground, and Yami made sure to fold the glasses carefully on the counter before Kaiba grabbed his hand and pulled him into the spacious shower, staring hungrily at his ass while the sensor activated and blasted them with warm water that steadily began to heat up. Not wasting a second, Kaiba reached down wrap his arms around Yami's body, tightening his grip around Yami's arousal and giving him a few, rough strokes, feeling him double over into his hand and gasp, hanging onto the wall with white fingertips while his body shuddered and shivered.
"Did you touch yourself at all?" Kaiba asked gruffly in dismay as he ground his penis against the backs of Yami's thighs, feeling Yami tense and cum in his hand extremely fast.
Yami grit his teeth and shook his head, his legs weakening as the water washed the fluids away fast and left his body humming with joy. Seto's body was firm against his, and he turned around to throw his arms around Seto to pull him into a tight hug, grazing his teeth against a perky nipple and walking him backwards until he felt Seto sit down on the stone bench on the far side of the shower. The water switched on above their heads after the sensor detected them again, and Yami quickly straddled Seto's wet thighs, grabbing his length and pressing a hot kiss to his parted lips while he gave it a few, rough strokes, feeling Seto fumbling for the soap and palming it onto his length, making it slippery enough for him to slip it underneath his balls repeatedly, giving Seto shuddering shocks of pleasure anytime he rubbed the tip furiously around his clenching rim.
Yami kept his grip tight atop Seto's shoulder while he balanced himself easily and lowered his hole down painfully onto the enticing stiffness, hissing in excitement and enjoying the ripple of electric pleasure that jolted down his legs, making his head spin violently.
"Hey…don't hurt yourself," Kaiba hissed, but he was already lost in a wave of pleasure when Yami sat down on him forcefully and made his vision turn white from the heat consuming him from below.
Yami leaned forward to bite down on Seto's ear, tasting his skin and locking his arms around his neck, his body thrumming with joy as he was stretched and filled with an amazing length, and he tightened his grip, gasping for breath as Seto thrust into him furiously, not giving him time to breathe or think, just filling him repeatedly and giving him wave after wave of satisfying pleasure while their breaths mingled and their skin slipped against each other.
Kaiba wrapped his hands around Yami's ass and gave it a squeeze, spreading them, pressing the cheeks together to make it tighter around his dick as he Yami raised up and slammed down onto him again and again, sending him reeling on the highest cloud, and their lips connected heatedly, making his mind hum happily as a giant bubble of his orgasm burst from inside and made him convulse steadily, and Yami's knees clenched around his waist so tightly, his lower body went numb as the sound of the shower water slapping against their skin filled his ears.
Yami let out a light laugh, panting and trying to catch his breath as he dove down to capture Seto's lips in another kiss, and felt Seto respond with enthusiasm, his hands sliding up and down his back, sending waterfalls of heat up and down his body every time he passed his shoulder blades and traveled down to his ass cheeks.
"You're bad," Kaiba complimented him smoothly, and Yami bared his teeth, clenching experimentally around Kaiba's hardness while rocking forward teasingly, giving them both an unexpected ripple of electricity coursing down their legs, and Kaiba threw his head back to enjoy it briefly, his ears ringing with a mixture of disbelief and joy. Oh fuck… It was amazing…
"…You're bad forme," Yami breathed, leaning down to nip and bite at Seto's wonderfully slender neck and wishing he could end his day now. "I want to quit…and do this all day…"
Kaiba grimaced and nodded, giving Yami a firm squeeze and resting his chin over his slender shoulder, enjoying his warmth draped over his body while they stayed connected.
Yeah he fucking wanted that too…
Outside the bathroom door, Isono lowered his hand after he changed his mind about knocking. He'd heard the erotic gasping and panting coming from the other side and wanted to walk away, but instead, had stood there, listening to them talk with a strange feeling twisting in his chest.
Happiness, perhaps? For Master Kaiba having found someone so understanding…even if that individual was a wanted terrorist…
I'll cover for them, Isono thought nervously as he walked out of the room to confront the agent downstairs.
He was pleased to see her sitting upright and delicately drinking a cup of tea with the drip still connected to her arm.
"They were having a private meeting," Isono said as truthfully as he could manage, standing at attention by the window. "They'll be down soon."
"Mr. Kaiba…and who?" The agent asked curiously, and she heard footsteps coming down the stairs. She glanced up and froze when she recognized the spiky-haired menace walking casually beside Seto Kaiba, and she nearly dropped her teacup.
Atem was wearing a form-fitting suit that looked expensive, paired with a set of large glasses that took up half his face…probably as a shitty measure of disguise.
"Oh good, she's recovered," Yami said kindly as he approached her cautiously and chose to bow, standing behind the couch while Seto walked forward to sit in the spot across from her. "We found you unconscious in your car, and the doctors are courtesy of Mr. Kai—"
"Get away from him, Mr. Kaiba," Anzu set the teacup down with a shaky clink and moved to stand, but Isono rested a hand on her shoulder to keep her firmly in her seat.
"You're concussed, Miss Mazaki. Please stay seated."
Kaiba grimaced handsomely and crossed his legs, feeling like this was a repeat performance as he laced his fingers over his knee and explained, "he's not a threat. You might want to address your entire corrupt department for taking a bribe. Now I trust you even less than I did before."
"Kaiba, she's one of the best," Yami spoke up from behind him, and Kaiba, still chafing from the way he'd been slapped and sedated, growled, "…I didn't see her fighting back."
Anzu lowered her head and stared at her folded hands in her lap, her shoulders shaking with repressed rage and sorrow as she carefully assessed her situation. She was back in the Kaiba Mansion, being gently cared for by the ruthless CEO and the spiky-haired monster wearing human skin, and they were making her feel like she was on the wrong side of the law.
What had happened to the world?
Had everything flipped the moment her partner had turned on her in the car?
Was she going to be on speaking terms now with the world's most feared terrorist?
There was a tense silence, and Kaiba glanced over his shoulder to give Yami a look.
What's wrong with this woman? He asked silently, keeping his eyes wide, and Yami gave him a defeated shrug.
"Hey, how's Honda doing?" Yami broke the silence, and that seemed to jolt something in her because she snapped her head up and answered stiffly, "His name is Tristan when he's under our protection, and he's fine. Says you 'killed Rina'?" She raised her eyebrows fearfully, and Kaiba whipped his head around to stare at Yami.
Who the fuck did Yami kill?
Yami rolled his eyes and bit back a laugh, "ah, his bike. That was the Joker Pair. They rigged it with an explosive in a parking lot on—"
"On 9th Ave near the pachinko parlor?! The tiny residential parking lot explosion?!" Anzu cried, patting her blazer pocket for her phone and coming up empty. "Damn it! They took my shit!"
Kaiba felt himself smile when he heard her cuss, and liked her a little bit more, but only slightly.
"Isono, give her one of our new ones," Kaiba instructed, and Isono nodded, walking away quickly while the woman called after him, "I don't take handouts from millionaires who are suspects!"
"Suspects?" Kaiba narrowed his eyes threateningly. "You neglected to mention this earlier."
"The moment I saw him, I know you're a suspect…for everything," Anzu muttered, eyeing Yami cautiously. "He's a walking threat. Anywhere he goes, people die. What's he doing here?"
Kaiba bit the inside of his cheek and wasn't sure he should say anything until a lawyer was present.
Dammit.
And a couple people did die in his presence when Yami was around.
Yami held his hands up to show that was unarmed, and even raised the hem of his blazer, doing a comical twirl to give her a full view of his belt, showing that he wasn't hiding anything.
"May I sit? And I'll tell you," he said, pointing at the spot beside Kaiba, and Anzu tensed, nodding once, her eyes still wide and fearful.
He stepped around the couch to ease into the spot beside Seto just as Isono came back with a new phone in a white box, and he set it dutifully before the agent with a bow before returning to his post at the window.
Anzu eyed the box with disdain and then stared at the two individuals sitting before her.
They matched a little too well, with their silk ties and stiff suits, both looking clean and showered.
W-Wait….
They were sitting a little too close together, their knees almost touching, and Kaiba's posture was relaxed, changing instantly when Yami sat down. He'd uncrossed his legs and his hands were folded loosely on his lap.
"You hired him," Anzu said instantly, looking between the two and seeing Kaiba raise his eyebrows and laugh loudly.
"For what?" Kaiba jeered, and Yami held his hand out defensively in front of Seto's chest to keep him from goading the injured agent any more.
"First, let me thank you for taking care of Tristan every time," Yami said genuinely, quite glad that he had facetime with this woman in the safety of the Kaiba Mansion. "Second, once I get a text from my friend, we'll return you to the docks where all members of your team who took the bribe have been rounded up. Third, I'd like you to make a few arrests—"
"What makes you think I'm going to do all those things for you?" Anzu interjected, and the spiky-haired terrorist kept talking calmly.
"…And I'll give you all the intel you need to catch Strings, who is that trafficker you've been trying to locate for the past year and a half," Yami finished, seeing her eyes widen and narrow again distrustfully.
"I have his container badges, his vessel number and even his routes," Yami offered hopefully. "And the encrypted channels he uses to communicate with. He keeps bringing in low-grade drugs and underage girls, and it pisses me off. I've been meaning to ask Honda to tell you, but the pachinko parlor explosion got in the way."
"You're Honda's source?!" She cried, now wondering if she should arrest that gangster for keeping this information from her. "So all his good intel…comes from you! Not his boss or his friends!"
"Correct," Yami said firmly, cracking a smile. "Strings has been my latest headache. I'm no angel, but his actions affect the city I currently live in."
Anzu gripped the edge of the couch, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over her.
"You…live here!" She whispered as the realization crashed over her fast and hard. Not just in Domino, but with the CEO of Kaiba Corporation. Seto Kaiba was knowingly harboring an international terrorist!
"He said city. He didn't say 'here' in my house. Listen up or I'll lawyer up," Kaiba threatened perceptively, and Anzu swallowed her disbelief to nod and glare at the CEO.
"Fine. What do you get out of it? That I don't arrest you…or you…?" Anzu asked knowingly, eyeing Kaiba apprehensively before she turned around to address the manservant standing by the window. "Or you?"
"What good will that do? Arrest me and the crime rate in Domino City will go right back up," Yami said blithely, crossing his legs comfortably and resting his shoulder against Kaiba's. "You want career-boosting arrests, don't you? I'll be your informant and that will keep Honda safe. See? One more person out of harm's way."
Anzu swallowed thickly and her mouth went dry at the way Kaiba turned his head to give Yami a soft smile, and she saw Yami return the smile with a gentle nod, and her stomach twisted with disbelief. Their body language was too comfortable…
"You want me to do your dirty work," Anzu said stiffly, crossing her arms. "So you guys can stay together and keep doing whatever the heck it is that rich people do. I get it."
"Wow, Yami, you're right. She is the best," Kaiba said sarcastically, and Yami let out a tense sigh.
"Once you have your new task force, you can put them to work dismantling Strings's trafficking network," Yami suggested, splaying his hands out in a friendly gesture. "I will put myself at risk and continue to let you know about illegal happeningsif…"
Ah, here it comes, Kaiba thought knowingly, sneaking a worried glance at Yami beside him.
"If I don't arrest you?" Anzu prompted, leaning her elbows forward onto her lap with an air of innocence. "If I pretend like we've never met?"
"You may try to arrest me, but you have nothing other than blurry surveillance photos and sheets of redacted information," Yami said loftily, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently. "Don't waste your time and please consider my offer."
Anzu leaned back into the couch and shook her head, defeated. "Okay. I don't hear an offer."
"You look the other way regarding anything I do, as long as my intel is good, and it always…has been," Yami said coldly, giving her an appraising glare.
Anzu's heart skipped a beat, and she shook her head again, "wow. Who do you take me for? I can't do that. Look the other way foranything you do? What do you plan on doing?! I can't sit by while you blow places up—"
"I'm in retirement," Yami hissed through gritted teeth, his cheeks burning at the humiliating admission. "I'm done. The Joker Pair was sent after me because all my past employers think I'm a loose end… which I am. Anything I say on record will result in arrests and more death."
"And I'm supposed to just…believe you?" Anzu's eyes widened as exasperation crept into her voice. "I'm not hearing the whole truth. Tell me the whole truth now, and I'll consider your offer, with added stipulations I have yet to think about!"
Yami set his jaw and unfolded his arms, inching forward on the couch to try his argument again when Kaiba held his hand out protectively in front of his chest and spoke up.
"You're right. I hired him," Kaiba said, and Anzu's eyes widened.
Yami blinked and shook his head furiously. What was Kaiba thinking, admitting to that?!
"Not for what you think," Kaiba added cleverly, giving Anzu a sly smirk while he lied fluidly. "He's my head of security and has rehauled my entire team. His dedication to the safety of my family has spoken for itself. You can't touch him because I'll bury you alive with lawyers. You'll lose, because your team just took a huge bribe. Anything you want to say about this meeting right here won't hold. It never happened. So I suggest you take his offer seriously."
There was a tense silence as Anzu stared listlessly at the two men on the couch before her, and at the strip of setting sun streaming in from the window behind her, washing everything in the room with a burnt orange color.
This was…so shitty.
But there was nothing she could do about it other than take the offer…because what if they didn't let her leave this mansion alive?
For all she knew, the CEO could wipe people away using money, and with Atem as his right-hand man, there was an added layer of menace to that. These two could make someone disappear without a trace in a terrifying way.
They were sitting there smugly, elbow-to-elbow, completely above the law, and they knew it. Nothing could touch them. Not even violent terrorists like the Joker Pair, who hadmysteriously vanished after being spotted in Domino City and never seen leaving the country…
"Well?" Kaiba pressed impatiently, raising his hand to cover his eyes from the setting sun that was streaming in so brightly. The day was fucking over. Could they make a decision already?
"She's thinking," Yami said reassuringly, resting a hand on Seto's knee. "Give her time. She's one of the most straight-line agents I've ever come across, and she's probably wondering if she can refuse and remain alive at the same time."
Anzu grimaced and folded her hands tightly in her lap, glancing down at her chipped manicure. Such high praise coming from a murderer.
If this meeting never happened, it was time to cut her losses and get all the information that she could while it was still a safe space to talk calmly like this, without cameras or weapons present.
"I will agree," Anzu said quietly after a few long minutes. "If you can tell me a few more things. Mainly where to find the Joker Pair, and what your plans are if you stay here in Domino."
Kaiba tensed and set his jaw. Crap. She was asking about the Murdered Pair.
"Okay. Seto, please excuse us, and take Isono with you," Yami said blithely, giving him a beaming smile. "I don't want to implicate either of you by making you listen to me talk."
Kaiba swallowed thinly and nodded, standing quickly to make a hasty exit out the front door, feeling Isono following him loyally three steps behind.
The front door closed heavily, leaving them sitting in a ringing silence, and Anzu recrossed her legs and gave Yami a firm nod. She was ready to hear about some heinous crimes that even the CEO was unaware of.
"The Joker Pair are no longer a threat, so don't go looking for them anymore," Yami said calmly, eyeing her steadily and seeing no change in her expression. "I took care of them after they gassed the parlor and killed Tristan's bike. They got too close to the people I love. And yes, before you say anything, I can feel love. It's broken me."
Anzu blinked rapidly, taken aback by the sudden blunt language. W-What?! Broken…by love?
"Elaborate please," she said shakily, unable to hide her shock.
Yami tilted his head to the side and frowned thoughtfully. "I can't function as I did before. My focus isn't the same. I'm constantly worried. I find myself taking extra measures on top of extra measures and none of it makes me feel better. I thought I had one job left in me, but the second I heard something had happened to Seto, I dropped everything and ran to his aid. I'm useless now. I've changed."
Anzu nodded slowly, digesting his words. The psych profile she'd read of this man was that he was a ruthless predator who never stopped hunting. Any price with more than 5 zeros was a 'good price' and this man never failed his assignments, so much that governments in other countries would be put on high alert if he was scanned entering their continent.
"So now you want to…spill secrets at your own risk. Why?" Anzu asked shakily as she wondered if this was even the correct question. She had more questions about his relationship with Seto Kaiba. It looked strange from afar and up close!
"Well I don't want to if I can help it," Yami said with a slight laugh. "But I know you must want something in return for compromising your oath and integrity."
Anzu bit the tip of her tongue lightly, trying to keep her face impassive as she nodded. S-Sure. Atem saw it as a give-and-take. And she was compromising her integrity by sitting here entertaining his offer, how fucking perceptive of him.
"The child in the Kaiba family… Mokuba, he's adorable," Yami continued, feeling himself smile at the thought of Mokuba's chubby face. "When he inherits the city from Seto, I don't want it to be a shithole. The docks are the dirtiest place in Domino right now. I can't think of a place worse than that area, so I'll help you make arrests, but that's as far as my help goes."
"And what about your plans for living herein Domino?" Anzu pressed as she glanced around the mansion, hoping to make her message clear.
"Continue working for the Kaiba family…quietly…peacefully," Yami replied steadily, gazing into her eyes and holding it confidently. "I love it here. I love them. You can rest easy knowing I'm no longer active. I'm tired of violence if you can believe that. I never want to hold another weapon again if I can help it."
And Yami nodded, hoping this was genuine enough for her to believe, but she was sharp and wouldn't let his previous statement go.
"You said you had 'one more job left in you,'" Anzu repeated icily, not to be thrown off track by the sappy speech. "Care to tell me what that is?"
"Yes, if you'll look the other way and no, if you won't," Yami answered simply, crossing his slender legs and lacing his fingers over his knee in a similar manner to Kaiba. "It may fall across your desk sometime in the future but don't waste your time on it. You won't be able to connect it to anything meaningful."
Anzu narrowed her eyes, trying to decipher the cryptic code Yami was speaking in.
"Okay," she said simply, pressing two fingers to her temple which began to throb. Fine. Whatever. She'd already been betrayed by her entire task force and her partner of 4 years. It couldn't get worse than this. Holding a silent truce with a dangerous individual living peacefully in their country couldn't hurt. Unless he broke his promise somehow…
"Okay?" Yami repeated in confusion. "Are you alright? Do you need to lay down again?"
"No—Yes," Anzu held her hand up and pinched her brow. "It all sounds too good. I don't trust you."
"I see," Yami said flatly, eyeing the shadows of Kaiba and Isono hovering by the window as they gave him questioning looks, so he nodded and gestured for them to come back inside. "What can I say or do to earn your trust?"
That's just it, I don't know, Anzu thought bitterly, reaching for the tea that had gone cold. She took a few sips, hearing Seto Kaiba and his manservant walking back inside quietly.
"Finished spilling your guts like a guilty rat?" Kaiba asked playfully as he sank into the seat beside Yami and received a hard nudge in the ribs.
"I wasn't spilling anything and how dare you call me a rat?" Yami shot back with a smile. "And even if I did, nothing I say or do now will earn her trust. She said it herself."
"Oh yeah…cuz…we're both really shitty people on her to-arrest list," Kaiba said with a laugh, and Isono gave him a sharp look over his shoulder, but he ignored it.
"Yes, you more so than me," Yami replied emptily, hoping this banter would lighten the heavy mood. "You rob people with those things you call phones."
"Low blow," Kaiba said coolly, fanning his hand over his nose, unscathed. "But I am more of a form-over-function guy, as you know. All phones look the same these days. Can you blame me for wanting to try something new?"
"Why are you telling me things I already know?" Yami pulled his phone out of his pocket to see a text from Bakura, and he stuck it back into his pocket nonchalantly. "If you remodel one more thing in this house while I'm working for you, I might leave the country."
"Do it then," Kaiba snickered, aware that the agent had gone deathly silent on the other side of the room, listening to them playfully argue. "I hear the containers on the docks are really comfy. You can catch a ride out on one."
"Don't even joke about that," Yami muttered, rolling his eyes as Kaiba laughed heartily until his voice echoed.
Anzu glanced up and saw them sharing another look, so she had to ask the question that was burning on the tip of her tongue, "Are you two…dating?!"
Kaiba sobered up immediately and Yami rose to his feet silently, pushing the glasses higher up on his nose as he said plainly, "your agents are ready for pick-up at the docks. Let's retrieve them."
And he walked out the front doors, feeling his cheeks burning with a strange feeling. Embarrassment? Joy?
Fear after being discovered?
Or was it relief?
Kaiba stayed sitting awkwardly on the couch as Anzu stood up and gave him a stiff bow. "Thank you for the medical attention."
You're welcome?! Kaiba thought anxiously, but what came out of his mouth was, "Yes."
She gave him a funny look and asked, "Yes what?"
"Yes, we are dating," Kaiba said arrogantly as he collected himself and stood quickly to follow Yami out the door, leaving a stunned Anzu swaying dangerously on the spot by the couch.
Isono rushed forward to steady her, and she accepted his help, graciously tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she asked him shrilly, "did you know about this?!"
The manservant flushed in embarrassment and nodded. Yes. It wasn't a secret.
Author's note:
Awwwww look at them being all PDA while anzu is shocked haha