Kaiba got out of the car and carried the cat back into the house, instructing Isono to dig out Miyu's old dog beds. They had several small beds left over from her days as a puppy, and Kaiba figured that those would do until he knew how long the cat would be staying with them.

Yami was touched when he heard Kaiba making accommodations for him, and he smiled again.

"Why does it keep baring its teeth at me?" Kaiba asked loudly to no one in particular. "Is it sick? Why do cats do this?"

Furious, Yami closed his mouth.
Wasn't it obvious he was smiling? Even children could understand when he was smiling.

"Seto! Give her to me!" Mokuba raced down the stairs and held his arms open excitedly. "Did you guys just go to the vet?"

"Yeah, it's clean," Kaiba growled, handing the cat to Mokuba, eager to be rid of it. "And it's a boy."

"It looks like a girl," Mokuba said fondly, petting the cat's head gently. "He looks like he's wearing eyeliner."

Yami blinked and smiled at Mokuba, baring all his teeth again, and the child laughed, delighted.

"Seto! He smiled at me!"

"Cool," Kaiba answered noncommittally, already at the top of the stairs, and he slammed the door to his room with a bang.
He needed to get some work done, dammit. Between hunting for the spiky-haired stranger, being drugged at the bar, and then caring for said stranger's cat, work was not getting done.

"You and me are gonna play today," Mokuba said, and Yami felt his stomach churn with hunger.

Should I bite him even though the adult will willingly offer himself? Yami thought guiltily, unsure what to do. He was being carried swiftly back up the stairs, and the child chatted happily to him as if he was a human.

"This is Isono's room, this is the library, this is the entertainment room, this is my study room," Mokuba rattled off, pointing at each door as he passed them in the long hallway, showing the cat around. "This is Miyu's room, but she sleeps either with me or Seto, and this is the room that I sleep in."

Yami appreciated this tour, and he filed this information away safely. It would come in useful later.

"Miyu is gonna sleep in her room downstairs, so she won't bother you up here," Mokuba continued, throwing open the curtains and opening the window to let air in. "Which means you can sleep in my room!"

Yami's eyes watered gratefully as he gazed upwards into the clear blue sky outside the window, thankful that it had been opened. Fucking…finally!

Isono strode into the room and set a couple of large puffy cushions down on the floor, straightening up to close the window immediately.

Yami blinked, feeling a rush of frustration. What…the…?

"Young Master, the windows must remain shut at all times," the manservant said robotically. His eyes were strangely glassy, and Yami realized with a jolt that he never broke the hypnosis command, which meant…anytime anyone opened a window, it would be shut immediately if Isono discovered it was open.

"But the kitty likes it! I saw him looking at it," Mokuba whined, noticing the cat acted depressed the second the window was shut. "Plus, it's sunny outside! Let me open it, please?"

"No," Isono answered stiffly, and he walked out of the room, shutting the door swiftly behind himself.

"Weirdo," Mokuba muttered, bending down to fluff the dog bed. "Kitty, sleep here when you're tired."

Yami walked obligingly towards the bed and laid down on top of it to show that he was grateful, wrinkling his nose at the overpowering dog scent.

He much preferred sleeping on a human bed, but this was fine for now.

"Okay, I got lessons until 4PM today," Mokuba said happily. Rising to his feet, he opened the window for the cat again. "Wait here for me, okay? If you need to pee, just use the dog door. Can you do that?"

Yami chanced a slight nod, and the child grinned happily, giving him a pet on the head. "Good kitty, smart kitty. Bye!"

Mokuba snatched his book bag off from his chair and hurried out of the room, making sure to close his door behind him.

Yami waited two heartbeats before he hopped onto the window ledge and steadily made his way up to the roof, his mind racing with various excuses he could feed Kaiba regarding his mysterious disappearance.

Spotting his clothes in the crook of the chimney just where he'd left them, Yami hastily transformed back. The fur shrunk back into his skin and his spine popped as it expanded. The heat from the sun beat down heavily onto his neck and shoulders, draining his energy considerably, and Yami grit his teeth, fighting the drowsiness.
Fuck the sun.
His bones ached painfully as he slowly grew back to a normal size, slower than usual.
His energy was already wearing out, and the sun wasn't helping.

Finally back in human form, he stood shakily and got dressed. Sliding down the side of the gutter, he landed on the sill in front of Mokuba's window, hissing in irritation when he realized Isono had shut it again.

Fuck everything. He would need to use the front door again and hope that Kaiba would invite him back inside.

Sliding quietly down the sides of the wall, Yami dropped lightly on his feet into the soft grass and hastily circled the property, striding up the large marble steps and giving the front doors a solid knock.

Holding his breath, Yami waited, his stomach curling painfully with hunger.

Inside, Kaiba was shopping for cat trees when he heard the knock, so he pulled up the front door cameras onto his screen, frowning when he saw no one there.

Another knock sounded at the door, and Kaiba saw the door open slowly.
Isono stuck his head out, looking grim. His mouth moved, as if he was talking to someone, and Kaiba's confusion rose higher.

What the…hell?

His phone buzzed across his desk and Kaiba snatched it up, answering quickly.

"What?"

"Master Kaiba," Isono said, sounding relieved. "That man is back for his cat. Shall I let him in?"

"No. Stay there and wait for my permission," Kaiba hung up and dashed out of his room. Racing down the stairs, he skidded to a halt in the foyer, his heart skipping frantic beats in his chest when he saw a familiar spiky-haired person standing in his doorway.

How fucking strange. He didn't show up on the cameras for some reason.

"You…!" Kaiba growled, stalking towards Yami and towering over him in the doorway.

Yami smiled pleasantly, his knees weak with hunger. "H-Hello…may I come in?"

Seto Kaiba looked so delicious…and handsome.

"Where the hell did you go? And why did you stick your cat with me without a note?" Kaiba asked instantly, and Yami was prepared with an outlandish answer that wouldn't warrant any further questioning.

"He's my familiar."

"Your…what?" Kaiba growled, feeling Isono shift uncomfortably behind him.

"My familiar," Yami lied steadily, gazing deeply into Kaiba's eyes, once again meeting a strong mental block. "You know, because…I'm a traveling magician. The cat does my bidding."

"Yeah, well, how rude of you to just leave him here," Kaiba said coldly, folding his arms across his chest, trying to hide his surprise when he realized…the man with spiky hair also had deep amethyst eyes—the same color as the cat's.

"I'm sorry," Yami bowed stiffly, hearing his own stomach growl quietly. "I'm sorry to have troubled you. I'll take him back now."

"No, you can't do that," Kaiba said irritably, his frustration with the man rising higher. "My little brother likes him. If you take him away today, he'll be upset. Let me keep it for a week."

Yami blinked steadily, realizing he was in trouble. How did he manage to fuck up this badly?! Kaiba wanted to keep the cat for a week?

"Three days," Yami countered, eyeing the small pinpricks on the side of Kaiba's neck which were already healing nicely, and his mouth watered painfully. "I can't be apart from him for too long."

Because the cat is me, Yami thought furiously, keeping the pleasant smile plastered on his face.

"Fine," Kaiba said, slipping out his phone and feeling a rush of triumph. "Give me your number. You can come back for your cat after you get a call."

Yami stood very still, trying to process what Kaiba meant. Come back…for the cat?

"You're taking my cat?!" Yami cried, his anger rising steadily. "You can't do that!"

"You left him here without warning, so I can do anything I want," Kaiba replied arrogantly, waving his phone casually in one hand. "Name and number. You'll get a call in three days."

"I don't have a phone," Yami said through gritted teeth, his blood boiling. "I'll come back in three days, same time."

"You don't have a phone?" Kaiba repeated incredulously, but to his dismay, the spiky-haired man was already walking away. "Wait…wait!"

He ran after Yami and reached out to grab him by the hand, but the smaller man whirled around furiously, glaring at him with a familiar set of angular, violet eyes.

"I can't believe you want to keep my cat!" Yami spat, once again trying to push his way into Kaiba's mind, furious when he encountered another mental block.
What was this man made of? Steel? Silver?
He had already tried pushing three times, and the man was unfazed. Based on previous experience, it seemed only his pheromones would work, but they needed to be nose-to-nose for that to be effective.

"Again, you shouldn't have left him here," Kaiba answered hopelessly, hating how their argument seemed to be circular. "Go on a date with me."

Quite taken aback, Yami said nothing and stared blankly at Kaiba. What?

"Let's have dinner or lunch," Kaiba added, his cheeks burning with embarrassment when he realized Isono was still standing at the door, witnessing all of this. "I took the day off today, so I have time. I have an in-house chef. Stay for lunch…or dinner. Come spend time with m—your cat."

Kaiba was determined. He wouldn't let this beautiful man slip through his fingers again. His skin was wonderfully pale, and his tri-colored hair seemed to glow in the afternoon sun.

Yami folded his arms across his chest and gave Kaiba a small smile.
This human liked him for some reason, so this was a good sign.

"Fine, I will do that," Yami said slowly, seeing Kaiba visibly relax and turn back towards the house without another glance behind him.

Startled by the sudden change in behavior, Yami hurried after Kaiba's tall form, his chest tight with emotion. "Hey…!"

The CEO disappeared inside the house, and Isono stood awkwardly at the door, bowing stiffly.

"May I come in?" Yami asked coldly, curling his fists at his sides.

"Please do," the manservant said quietly, and Yami stepped into the house, growing warm all over. How nice. Even though Kaiba was frustrating to deal with, the humans here were very welcoming. This was new, and it was nice.

Don't get used to it, Yami berated himself, sparing a smile for the manservant before he walked up the grand staircase after Kaiba's shadow.

He passed Mokuba's room and found Kaiba's door easily. Stepping inside, he made a beeline for Kaiba sitting at his desk and placed his palms firmly down on the surface, "Mr. Kaiba, I'm sure we could find you another cat that you'd be happy with—"

"My name is Seto," Kaiba snapped, glancing up from his laptop and closing it with an angry click. "And you misunderstand me. We don't want to adopt a cat. We have a dog. I told Mokuba the cat would be staying, so just let me have it for the next few days."

Yami nodded, slowly beginning to understand.
How…touching.
Kaiba wanted to keep the cat, not for himself, but because he had made a promise to the child.

But that meant he had to stay inside the house as a cat…for the next three days.

Annoyed, Yami turned away and began pacing the room.
This was fine. In fact, it might be a good thing considering he had planned to pop in to check on this family for the next month…but having seen the Kaiba property and realizing they lived far enough away from the city, it had put his worries at ease.
The amount of security was also surprisingly high, which was also good.

"What is it? Stop doing that," Kaiba said irritably, eyeing the slender man's legs, his mind racing with questions. "Tell me your name, and the cat's name."

"Let the cat stay for a month," Yami countered, pausing mid-step to meet Kaiba's gaze, and his heart skipped a reluctant beat when he felt a strange aura emanating from the CEO.

If this family wanted to keep him in cat form, he would ensure himself a comfortable stay.

"What the fuck? I said a week at most, not a month," Kaiba replied, his confusion rising. "Where are you going? Don't you have a pet sitter for this kind of shit? I took your cat to a vet this morning. I should bill you."

"The cat thanks you for that adventure," Yami replied venomously, his blood boiling at the memory of the cotton swab running down his genitals. "I have to travel for work, and the cat will either stay with you for a month, or I'll take him with me. I'll pay you back for food and the medical visit."

Kaiba rose to his feet and grit his teeth in frustration. What the fuck kind of a negotiation was this? And why did everything feel so…strange? This spiky-haired man had come into the house and had not yet asked to see his cat…

"Look, if you want to abandon your cat, you can't leave him with me," Kaiba said firmly, and he watched the smaller man sigh angrily, turning to glare at him once more.

"I'll come back for him," Yami resisted the urge to roll his eyes. This human was difficult. "The cat is well-trained, and he prefers to sleep in a bed…your bed. Don't make him sleep in the dog's bed with the child."

Kaiba frowned, wondering how the stranger had figured that out. Maybe he had seen the two dog beds inside Mokuba's room when he walked past and had put two and two together.

Either way, he wasn't about to take in an exotic cat for free.

"I'll pay you for your trouble," Yami continued, hating how he was giving in to the whims of this man who already had a lot of wealth. Perhaps it was better to leave and let fate deal with this man. If the other vampires wanted to drain him of his life, then he would look the other way.
But…there was a child in the house.

"Look around. I don't need your money," Kaiba growled, stepping around his desk and advancing toward Yami with a dark look on his face. "Why are you being so fucking weird? Look, all I wanted was a date, but if you're leaving the cat with me for a month, the price goes up. You will owe me several dates."

"Several dates," Yami repeated weakly, his mind rushing happily when the human's fresh scent washed over him like an overpowering wave, causing his stomach to churn, reminding of his hunger.
Why, yes, of course. Dating led to mealtimes.
This was an amazing arrangement…if it could work.
Perhaps he really had caught a human for himself at long last. Was this what it was?
Did this mean he could ask for blood and Kaiba would give it to him freely?
He could test the theory now because he was famished.

"Yeah, starting today," Kaiba said breathlessly, reaching forward to grab Yami by the shoulders, catching a whiff of the now-familiar perfumed scent this man wore. "You know my name, now, tell me yours."

"I'm Yami…nice to meet you," Yami said, flashing Kaiba a dazzling smile, and he jutted up on his tiptoes, draping his arms around Kaiba's slender shoulders, pulling their faces closer together. "I'm hungry…how about a kiss and a bite?"

Kaiba heart soared with triumph, and he nodded happily, diving down to bury his nose into a crop of spiky blond bangs, trailing his lips down a curved cheek before he passed a sharp jawline, and he bared his teeth playfully, biting down onto the soft shell of Yami's ear, earning a startled gasp.

He would enjoy this as much as he possibly could before Yami found out he had a rotten personality and left him behind….

"W-What are you doing?" Yami craned his head away, laughing deeply. "Why are you biting me?"

Kaiba blinked hazily, his mind clouded with arousal.
The man had asked for a kiss and a bite.
Shit. He had fucked up.
He should've started with the kiss.

Is he playing? Does he think it's funny? Yami wondered frantically, his stomach gnarling with a mixture of excitement and hunger.

He took a step back, hesitating. Kaiba managed a weak smile before he leaned down to try again for a kiss, pressing his lips tightly across Yami's slightly parted ones, allowing himself to relax into the wonderful sweetness of his breath.

Yami shut his eyes, briefly allowing himself to enjoy being kissed. This was so…nice!
Receiving affection from a human who was skilled with his tongue was a good feeling indeed.

Opening his eyes slowly, he could feel Kaiba weakening the longer they stood there in his pheromone cloud.

Pulling away slowly, Yami led Kaiba to the bed and gently sat him down on the edge.

He stared guiltily at the two pin pricks healing on Kaiba's pale neck, and scanned Kaiba's body hungrily, wondering where else he could leave a mark. He knew if he kept sinking his teeth into the same spots, the skin would start to scar, and that was bad.

He was so hungry, it was hard to think clearly.
All this human wanted to do was kiss because he felt a gentle tongue flick out and teasingly lick the shell of his ear again.
How much kissing did he have to do for a bite?
Honesty was the key.

"I'm starving," Yami whispered, sliding his hand up Kaiba's thigh, curling his fingertips down onto the stiff fabric of his dark pants. "Let me have a taste…please."

Dizzy and incredulous, Kaiba's chest tightened nervously as he wondered if they were moving too fast.
A taste? Was this guy for real?

He rested his hand on his belt, uncertainty squeezing his heart painfully. If he didn't comply, it might rub off badly, and Yami might leave after discovering he was reluctant to move at his pace….

It was fine. Whatever.
If the make out sessions were intense, then Yami "tasting" him would send him to heaven.

He hastily unclipped his belt and tossed it aside, inching his pants down with heavy arms. His boner ached strangely and there was already a wet patch on his underwear from his leaking tip.

Yami blinked rapidly, staring at a pair of wonderfully pale legs.
He stuffed his confusion down when he realized Kaiba was letting him bite his thighs. How…nice?

His confusion returned in a furious rush when he saw the human's pale hand reach into his underwear and pull out a leaking erection that was enticingly pink at the tip.
The musky scent caught him off guard, and Yami's stomach clenched strangely.

"I won't last long…" Kaiba breathed, his ears ringing and his vision fading dangerously when Yami gave him a strange look, leaning down to give his penis an awkward sniff.
W-What the…?
Was this his first time seeing a dick or what?

"You want…sex?" Yami asked shakily, slowly growing cold all over. "I'll do this for you, and you'll let me bite you."

"You can bite me whenever you want," Kaiba fumed through gritted teeth, itching to jerk off and misunderstanding Yami completely. "You have a weird way of asking."

Yami nodded slowly, sliding to the ground on his knees and staring intently at Kaiba's dick, wondering what possessed him to reach out and curiously press a finger into his slit. He rubbed it up and down, and the sticky fluid gathered beneath the pad of his index finger, so he pulled it back and rubbed the odd wetness between his other fingers, thoroughly fascinated.

"What are…you…doing?" Kaiba could barely manage a coherent sentence. Every time Yami touched him with the pad of his finger, his body shivered happily.
His chest was bursting with frustration and arousal. Yami's eyes were narrowed in concentration as he pressed his finger into the head of Kaiba's dick again and gave it a slow rub.
He couldn't stall anymore. He had to put it in his mouth.

Mustering up his courage, Yami leaned forward and took Kaiba into his mouth, sucking gently, feeling Kaiba shove his fingers through the back of his hair to hold his head steady while his length slid intrusively over the tops of his teeth, grazing dangerously past one of his fangs.

Kaiba hissed in pain and withdrew slightly. "Put your teeth away."

Yami's vision turned green, and he rolled his eyes furiously, losing his patience. The human said he could bite any time. Well, he felt like doing it now. He was hungry…not horny.

He jerked his head back, but to his horror, Kaiba held his head steadily in place with surprising strength.

"You suck at this," Kaiba said seriously, feeling a laugh climbing up his chest. "Why did you offer if you're so bad at this?"

Enraged by this comment, Yami clamped his lips down around Kaiba's arousal and gave it several furious flicks with his tongue while he reached a hand up to grab the base of Kaiba's dick, stroking it with renewed fervor, enjoying the way Kaiba's thighs tensed and shivered involuntarily every time he padded his tongue out to give the head a firm swirl.

Kaiba shut his eyes and threw his head back ecstatically. He shouldn't have insulted the man because now his lower body was on fire, and the fire was dancing, licking, curling, and spreading higher and higher up into his chest, causing his fingertips to tingle happily.

Yami eased off of Kaiba's cock, making sure to keep one hand firmly around the base, stroking him continuously while he buried his nose into one of Kaiba's soft thighs, inhaling the musky scent. His head rushed, and his vision turned red. A feast…at last! He opened his mouth and sank his fangs into the supple flesh, feeling a spurt of semen spray him across his ear, and he took a deep drink, his thirst quenching instantly.

He dared to take another light sip, and another…and another, his body bursting with ecstasy.

Kaiba's his mouth parted in a silent cry after receiving a delicious, stinging bite on his inner thigh that sent him careening over a pleasurable edge. His vision turned violently green and white while he enjoyed his rough orgasm, blissfully unaware of what Yami was doing.

The sweet scent of Kaiba's semen mixed wonderfully with the metallic scent of blood, and Yami licked his lips, satisfied. He spit on the wound and turned his head to slowly give Kaiba's dick another long, teasing suck, listening to the soft, excited panting above his head.

He felt positively electric, and was starting to see the appeal of trading sex for a full stomach.
The other vampires did this often, nightly, for eons, and he had refused to participate…until now.

Being consistently fed brought sanity and peace of mind, something he deeply craved, and Yami vowed to himself in that moment that he wouldn't bite another child again.

Kaiba gently patted the spiky head that was still sitting between his legs, and he managed a smile, "You're not too bad. I enjoyed that."

"You're not too bad-tasting yourself," Yami retorted, dragging a hand underneath his chin, his tongue growing slightly numb due to the sudden onslaught of flavors from the mixture of Kaiba's semen and blood.
It was all so strange, new, and exciting.
His stomach was full, the human wasn't angry about being bitten, and the zest…oh, the sweetness mixed in with the wonderful acidity…that had been a heavenly meal!

Kaiba grinned and yanked his pants up over his legs, wincing at the throbbing bruise on his left leg, but he ignored it. He reached down to cup Yami's face between his hands, and he kissed him deeply, tasting himself on Yami's lips. His heart thumped excitedly as he was eager to return the favor.

Yami blinked, astonished, keeping his eyes wide open, staring at the dark lashes which were impossibly close to his face, and he melted reluctantly, allowing himself to be kissed once more. This human…really enjoyed kissing.

"Come up here," Kaiba coaxed, patting the mattress, fixating his gaze on Yami's slender collarbone peeking out from beneath the collar of his shirt. "I'll make you feel good."

Yami shook his head warmly, growing sleepy while his head spun pleasantly. "You don't have to—"

He was dragged onto the bed and pinned down by the shoulders.
A handsome face hovered above him, and Yami struggled to keep his eyes open through the wonderful haze of blood drunkenness, feeling Kaiba swoop down and capture his lips sensually again, and a cold hand glided down the side of his body, resting on his waistband.

"It's really fine, you don't need to return the favor," Yami gasped, squirming nervously underneath Kaiba and his heart leapt into his throat as he tried to recall the last time he'd had an intimate connection with a human.
It was…too long ago.
And it had been with a woman.
He had pushed it from his mind.

Kaiba sat heavily on Yami's slender legs, his chest curling with confusion and disappointment. This guy was fucking strange. To top it all off, he wasn't even hard.

Bright spots dotted his vision, and Kaiba shut his eyes, taking even breaths, willing himself to keep it together. Just because Yami wasn't hard didn't mean he wasn't interested…. didn't he say he was hungry?

"We can continue after you eat something," Kaiba said earnestly, swiftly pressing his lips down against Yami's slender nose bridge, filling his lungs with his sweet, exotic scent. "What is this cologne? I could eat you."

"I wouldn't taste very g—I mean, you wouldn't want that," Yami said weakly, growing hot all over the longer Kaiba's hands continued to roam steadily higher up his chest.
The human was being confusing…again.

He's the hungry one, but keeps insisting I'm hungry, Yami thought wildly, propping himself up on his elbows to get a better look at Kaiba's face. He hadn't drunk too much of his blood, right?
He didn't look unsteady.

"Come on," Kaiba reluctantly got up off Yami's legs and helped him off the bed, feeling oddly light all over. "Food is downstairs."

"You're hungry, aren't you?" Yami asked shakily, his legs wobbling as the strength came rushing back to them in a sudden wave, and his world brightened wonderfully.

The color had finally returned to his vision after centuries of seeing in black and white.

"No, you are," Kaiba replied playfully, fixing his hair in the mirror beside the bed quickly before turning to offer Yami an outstretched hand with a dazzling smile. "Come downstairs and meet my little brother."

Yami glanced up to meet Kaiba's gaze, and shock rooted him to the spot when he found himself falling deeply into a pair of the clearest blue eyes he had ever seen.

A-Amazing. Beautiful.
Everything about this man seemed to sparkle and glow.
His smile gleamed, and his light hair was a pretty brown color.
The fuzzy carpet beneath his feet was a creamy white, and the hardwood floors were a wonderful golden color.

"Hey, you don't look too good," Kaiba frowned, reaching down to grab Yami's hand and steadying him on his feet. "When was the last time you had something to eat?"

Yami held tightly onto Kaiba's arm, his heart soaring as he whispered, "…eons ago. This has been my first real meal."

"You're so fucking dramatic," Kaiba grinned handsomely, thinking he had been right about this man being a foreigner. "Your grammar needs some work, but you speak Japanese well enough."

Yami remained silent, keeping his questions to himself, letting Kaiba lead him out of the room and down the grand staircase.

Well, now that he'd managed to secure a consistent meal with this human named Seto Kaiba, how could he break the news to him about being the cat?


Author's note:

whee a kinda awkward and smexy scene. yami gets his "vision" back.
Kaiba is kinda oblivious like...helloooo pinpricks, dizziness, biting, the random cat = yami is a vampire! When will he realize?

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