About this chapter; I have only seen the episodes up to where Jounouchi defeats Bandit Keith in Pegasus’ castle and have read manga translations up to the start of Yugi and Kaiba’s duel at Battle City. But the details about that are kinda sketchy and I have no clue about what happens after that so I’m just kinda improvising. The stuff about their past lives  are a mix of what I have read, what happened in Yu-Gi-Oh!: Forbidden Memories (the playstation game) and stuff I made up. If you know more about what happens in the series, please let me know.

 

Dai-na: Are you happy now, Yami?

 

Yami: Very.

 

Ken: (muttering under his breath) Why does he get special treatment?

 

Yamato: (also whispering) I think he’s got something on her. If that had been one of us we’d be so dead right now.

 

Ken: Dead, or straight.

 

Yamato: (shudders) Heaven forbid.

 

 

Sugar High

By: Dai-onna

 

 

The first thing Seto noticed as he woke was the distinct feeling that something was on top of him. His head was still cradled in Yami’s lap and the pharaoh had fallen asleep with a hand tangled in his hair. Seto smiled slightly to himself as contentment washed over him before he was subtly reminded of the weight on top of him when it settled firmly over his thighs.

Opening his eyes he found himself staring into Yugi’s disarming gaze. The small boy was straddling his hips and when he noticed that Seto was awake he began to lightly run his fingers over the material of his shirt, feeling the firm muscles beneath.

A small groan rose in the back of his throat and he only partially managed to suppress it.

He brought his own hands up to clasp the boy’s slight hips, holding him tightly in place.

Yugi smiled at him impishly and Seto had to remember how to breathe.

His wide eyes were sparkling with open love and desire and the passion he saw reflected in their violet depths nearly had tears rising in his eyes. Just one look from the small boy and Seto knew that things were never going to be the same for any of them. He’d been so caught up in the waves of this incredible love that it only now occurred to him that he’d pretty much broken every vow he’d ever made to himself. He opened his heart, exposing it completely and leaving it unguarded and at their mercy. He had also gained two incomparable weaknesses. Weapons that could be used against him.

And he didn’t care.

With these two, the tiny angel and the dark pharaoh, he knew that he was completely safe. It also occurred to him that he didn’t have to protect himself or his heart anymore. He had two who would do it for him.

This time the tears did rise in his eyes and he reached up to cup Yugi’s cherubic face between his hands. The smaller boy was startled by the vulnerability in his expression but didn’t resist as he was pulled down for a sweet, soothing kiss.

The diminutive boy’s lips moved over his in whisper-soft motions and he parted his lips under the sweet contact.

Noting the invitation, Yugi let his tongue dart out, teasingly swiping his Seto lips before dipping it into his mouth, lapping at the sensual taste of him. Seto stroked the boy’s tongue with his own, eliciting a shiver from him.

Pulling back only a fraction, he let is mouth trail over the side of the sweet face, placing hot, promising kisses over the span of his jaw all the way back to the sensitive flesh behind his ear. Yugi keened above him, whimpering at the feel of it.

Seto remembered that first day in the park and how sensitive Yugi had been to all of his caresses, how responsive. A devious smirk graced his lips as they started to move down his throat, stopping at the leather strap that adorned it.

He looked up briefly to see the expression on Yugi’s face.

His cheeks were flushed and his eyes half-lidded, need pooling in them. He made a protesting sound when he stopped. Yugi was still wearing his clothes from school and Seto reached up to pull the unbuttoned jacket off of his shoulders. He wore a white vest but it dipped enough in the front that he could tell beneath it lay the tight, buckle-laden creation that, on either of the spike-haired boys, drove him nuts.

Filled with a remarkably unwavering patience, he ignored the vest for the moment and bought his hungry lips to one of the bare shoulders. The supple skin tasted wonderful to him and he couldn’t get enough as he let his mouth feast over as much of the creamy expanse as his position would allow.

Yugi’s arms, which were holding the smaller boy up, quivered and threatened to buckle.

A firm hand slipped beneath his shirt and he sucked in a quick breath when he realized that dark sovereign was awake.

Pulling his mouth away from Yugi’s shoulder, he tilted his head back to gaze into two pools of dark, heated crimson. With one hand stroking Yugi’s thigh, he reached up with the other to pull Yami down to capture his lips. The pharaoh did not surrender them easily.

The awkward angle went unnoticed as Seto’s tongue coaxed its way into Yami’s mouth.

The brunette nearly jumped when Yugi’s eager mouth worked it’s way beneath the collar of his shirt, sucking and nipping at the skin there. He moaned his delight into Yami’s mouth and the pharaoh’s hand which was still under his shirt slid up his chest, his nails raking lightly as he did

Seto wondered briefly if they had any idea what they were doing to him. Yugi shifted his position so that one thigh was between his legs and when it brushed against his restrained arousal he decided that they most certainly did.

He pulled his lips from Yami’s and made a grab at Yugi and the small boy yelped when he pulled him down flat against him. He reached for Yugi’s vest and ripped it down the front, sending buttons flying in several directions. Yugi didn’t seem to mind.

He fought with the straps on the shirt, the final barrier between his hands and the skin he wanted so desperately to touch. The first one gave and he moved to the second, his hands fumbling helplessly. Yugi’s small hands were soon helping his and the second buckle finally loosened. Anxiously, Seto peeled the leather from him, his mouth instantly claiming its prize. Yugi gasped and fisted a hand in his hair. His tongue flicked over a nipple teasingly and the smaller boy whimpered, wanting more.

Beneath him, he felt Yami shifting so that one of his long legs was on either side of him. He wrapped an arm around Yugi’s waist, never taking his mouth from him as he sat up slightly, scooting back so that he rested against Yami’s chest. When he did, both of the pharaoh’s strong hands found their way under his shirt, running over the taut muscles of his abdomen.

Seto’s own hands wandered down over Yugi’s back to his small leather encased bottom, massaging it lightly before continuing down his thighs. Yugi wriggled against him as his mouth laved over his chest.

Beneath his shirt, he felt one of Yami’s hands brush over a tightened peak and groaned deep in his throat.

Seto pulled his mouth away from Yugi long enough to growl a short “Take it off.” before returning to the delectable skin.

Yami didn’t need him to elaborate. He pulled his hands away and deftly undid the buttons before dragging the shirt over his broad shoulders and tossing it to the floor. Seto shivered but whether it was from the cool air of the room hitting his bare skin or Yami’s hands running over his back was anybody’s guess.

One of Yugi’s small, capable hands drifted down over the front of his pants. He groaned again and arched into the contact. His own hands found the latch on the small boy’s belt and forced it open, unzipping the pants and slipping a hand inside. Yugi gasped and moaned as his hand closed firmly around him.

He leaned up and kissed Yugi’s parted lips, caressing them softly with his own. Even now, his petite lover still tasted of sugar. The taste was like alcohol to him, intoxicating, diluting his senses. He drank from him hungrily as his hand continued to stroke him. Yugi quivered against him, overtaken with need.

“Seto…Please…” He whimpered, his voice hitching from the overwhelming emotions.

Happy to comply, Seto pulled his pants down over his legs, leaving him bare to the other’s inspection. He purred in delight then gasped as Yami’s demanding mouth claimed his throat.

Yugi’s impatient hands were already at his belt, fumbling to unlatch it. He helped him and soon his pants were joining the increasing pile of clothes on the floor.

Finally there were no more barriers between them and Seto gave his hands free reign as they ran all over the smaller boy’s body, touching everything they could reach. Yugi moaned deeply and the sound nearly caused Seto to do the same. He brought his hand up to the small angel’s face and, understandingly, Yugi took the three offered fingers in his mouth. He sucked at them teasingly and when he nipped at them lightly Seto pinched his thigh.

The small boy yelped and tried to glare at him but those wet fingers had wasted no time in finding their way behind him and were probing gently.

Yugi bit down on his lip, not from pain but from the sparks of electricity it produced when one finger filled him.

Seto felt the boy tense slightly and brought his mouth to the smaller one’s quivering lips. Yugi’s lips parted easily beneath his and he dipped his tongue inside. Gradually Yugi relaxed into his kiss and Seto took advantage by pressing a second finger inside.

The smaller boy jumped but didn’t break the kiss. With his other hand he rubbed small, soothing circles into Yugi’s back loving the feel of the skin beneath his hand. Everything about Yugi felt wonderful and Seto wondered how he’d ever managed this long without having him and Yami in his life.

He entered the third finger and his tiny love winced slightly but pressed back against his hand, accepting him. He spread his fingers slowly, stretching him,  preparing him with infinite care.

Yugi’s rounded nails bit into his shoulders and he could see the impatience in the small one’s half-lidded eyes. He pulled his hand away and locked eyes with Yugi before pulling the little angel down onto him, slowly entering him. Yugi’s eyes hazed over and for a moment it seemed that he was lost in his own world before he smiled down at him, ready.

Seto nearly cried out when the small boy rocked against him and dug his fingers into the flesh of his hips, thrusting to meet the other’s rhythm.

Yami, whose arms were still wrapped around Seto’s waist, watched them intently, his hands roaming aimlessly over the brunette’s torso. He drew his tongue over the back of Seto’s shoulder causing the other to shiver. He could taste the salty tang of the sweat that was beginning to cover his skin. His palms itched and he reached out and grabbed Yugi, stroking his light half with precise, familiar movements that came from knowing one’s body as well as you know your own.

Yugi cried and moaned from the exquisite feelings and it wasn’t long before he shuddered his release, whimpering against Seto’s chest.

The small boy’s cries combined with the building pressure he was already feeling was enough to have him following in kind. Both boys were panting heavily and waited a moment to recover before exchanging a purposeful look and turning on an unfulfilled Yami.

The pharaoh was startled by the intensity in their eyes and suppressed a yelp when they both tackled him back against the edge of the couch. Seto’s hands tore at  his clothes and Yugi’s mouth claimed every inch of bare skin it could find. Soon the former monarch was stripped of all his garments and falling victim to his lovers’ ministrations.

Yugi was kissing and nipping at his chest and he cried out, burying his fingers in his hair when Seto took him in his mouth, the warm heat engulfing him, threatening to burn him through. Seto’s skilled tongue was torturing him and he struggled to breathe as the pressure continued to build. His aibou was nursing on one of his nipples, every now and then biting down; sending powerful sparks shooting through his system.

He bucked beneath the two and nearly screamed as he too fell over the edge.

All three of them lay exhausted against each other and Yami looked at the brunette, amusement in his crimson eyes.

“Shouldn’t you be working?” He asked lazily, all but purring. The minute the words were out of his mouth, Yugi was shooting him a death glare.

Seto laughed at how alien the expression looked on his child-like face.

“ I should, but something distracted me.” He said sounding as far from upset as possible. As he thought of the proposal he’d been reading he got an idea and looked at Yugi.

“You can help me.”

The smaller boy blinked.

“Me?” He nodded and reached down for the discarded file. He handed the papers to Yugi.

“Read that.”

Yugi scanned his eyes over it. He didn’t understand most of it but caught enough to squeal in excitement.

He looked up at Seto with huge eyes and the brunette nearly melted.

“A Duel Monsters VR game?” The excitement in his eyes was impossible to miss.

He extricated himself from the tangle on the couch and pulled his pants on. He picked up a box off his desk and carried it over to the other boys who were, to some extent, getting dressed.

“The proposal came with a prototype. It hasn’t been tested yet. Do you want to?” Yugi’s eyes went painfully wide and he looked at the contents of the box, awed.

“Really? Yeah!!” He pulled a small half-visor out of the box and handed it to Yugi instructing him to place it over his left ear. Next he handed him a glove. It looked similar to Seto’s battle disks. It had a slot for the cards where it scanned them, identifying them and placing the data into the internal computer. There were small, sliding panels that represented the cards he had in play and he only had to turn them to the side to place a card into defense mode and slide it forward to make it attack. A red button to the side ended his turn. Another panel had controls that allowed him to select which cards to play from his hand.

Excited, Yugi attached the visor to his ear, adjusting it so that the screen was in front of his eye.

The screen blinked on and the intro screen appeared.

He set the game on expert and giggled a little when five cards appeared before his eye.

Using the controls on the glove he put his Celtic Guardian into play, face down. The screen shifted and the computer set out a card, attacking with it and revealing it to be Vishwar Randi.

With her attack power at 900, the Celtic Guardian was able to defeat the demon girl with ease, using a nice CG scene when he did.

“This is so cool!” he nearly squealed. Seto watched him with a smile, delighting in all the expressions that crossed his cherubic features. Yami leaned over to him with a pleased grin.      

“You know you’ve really made him happy. That smile will have to be surgically removed.” The pharaoh told him speaking softly so Yugi wouldn’t hear.

Seto nodded in agreement.

“He should always be this way.”

The small boy laughed triumphantly as the computer’s life points decreased.

“This is just like being back on Duelist Island… but without people’s souls getting sucked into cards.”

For the first time since it happened, Seto was able to look back on the event and laugh. He wondered if Yugi was longing for another tournament. Battle City had been nearly a year ago and there had been no serious competitions since then. He too was itching for another battle. He was certain that he and Yugi would be the ones to meet in finals. It wasn’t ego that made him believe this. He and Yugi were the best. And they seemed to do even better when they competed against each other. They never held back always giving it everything they had. With all the passion they exuded during their duels it was a wonder that they hadn’t taken their competition between the sheets long before. He must have been blind not to have seen it.

As it was, he and Yugi still hadn’t actually made it to a bed. Something he would have to rectify.

He watched Yugi with a grin as he nearly effortlessly defeated the computer despite the level setting. The small boy set aside the visor and glove, beaming up at him enthusiastically.

“That was great.” He said, nearly sparkling with excitement.

As far as Seto was concerned this was all the assurance he needed. He would send out the production order the next day.

He smiled at the small boy.

“Well, Yu-chan, if you like it that much then why don’t you keep it?” Yugi looked startled

“Keep it?” He squeaked.

Yami smiled at the barely contained excitement in his aibou’s voice.

Seto nodded.

“Of course. Most prototypes I get usually just end up collecting dust in one of the storage rooms at home.” He assured.

Yugi squealed in delight and threw himself at Seto.

“Oh thank you sooooooooooo much!!!!” Seto laughed as the smaller boy hung from around his neck He brought his hands to the boy’s back, holding him close, enjoying the feeling of having him close. He took a quick glance at his watch and frowned.

Nine o’clock.

He reluctantly set Yugi down but didn’t pull back from him. Lazily, he ran his fingers over the boy’s rounded cheek.

“It’s getting late. You guys should get home.” He murmured softly.

Yami looked at him concerned.

“What about you?”

Seto looked over at the pharaoh and smiled softly.

“I usually hang around here for a couple more hours. And I do have some things I need to get done.”

Yami frowned

“You shouldn’t work so late. You have to be at school the same time Yugi does.” He chided. He didn’t want his new love pushing himself too hard.”

Seto rolled his eyes and pulled Yami to him for a quick kiss.

“I’ll just finish up a few quick things here and then I’ll go home. I promise.” He said.

Yami looked skeptical but nodded and Seto watched them longingly as they left, Yugi clutching the box with the VR prototype in it close to his chest.

True to his word, he filled out a few forms agreeing to the production of the new game and went over a few notes before he packed up his things and left.

He intently ignored the knowing grins from Kaori as he walked past. He liked his assistant well enough but she was too damn casual with him for his own peace of mind. He was surprised though that she hadn’t actually said anything. He spared a curious glance back at her. She was pretending to file her nails while still looking at him out of the corner of her eye.

“Want something, Boss?” She asked flippantly. He scowled and her grin only seemed to widen.

Shaking his head in exasperation, he left the office, Kaori’s laughter following him out.

His driver was already waiting for him when he got downstairs and the ride back to the mansion was uneventful.

He got home to find Mokuba, surprisingly, already asleep. He place a fond kiss on the boy’s forehead and brushed the inky black strands of his hair out of his face before pulling the covers up over him more. As he turned his back to leave the room,  he didn’t notice the not-so-asleep boy smile to himself.

In his own room, he stripped to his boxers and pulled back the covers on his bed. He sat down with a sigh.

He was wide-awake.

The nap he’d taken at the office had taken the edge off his fatigue, despite the accompanying physical exertion, and his mind refused to shut down.

His mind wandered for a moment before he found himself doing something he hadn’t done in ages. He reached for the sketchbook that sat on the nightstand by his bed and a pencil. He flipped through the first few pages that were mostly random drawings of Mokuba or the Blue eyes’. Once he reached a blank page he ran the pencil over it lightly, not quite sure of what to draw. He let the pencil flow without thought, letting the picture form on the paper, gradually, as it did in his mind.

Sitting on a throne was a young boy with spiked hair, dressed in full pharaoh regalia servants and subjects hovering around him. Standing beside the throne, his expression blank but a fire in his eyes, was an equally young man, a priest, who seemed torn between protecting the pharaoh and overthrowing him.

Seto didn’t need color to know that the intense eyes of the priest were and icy blue, mirroring his own.

The image startled him and he just stared at it shaken for while.

He knew that, like Yami, he’d had a past life in Egypt those centuries ago, the vague memories he’d received from the Sennen rod were enough to confirm it but, he was sketchy at best when it came to the details.

He wondered if the image was a latent memory or just a delusion of his over-worked brain.

Putting it out of his head he yawned and set the pad aside. He didn’t want to think about it tonight. Eventually, he would ask Yami about it but, for the time being, he would content himself to dreaming about his two loves.

He reached over and turned out the lamp before pulling the covers up over him. He snuggled into the pillows with a dreamy smile before letting sleep overtake him, his mind filled with blissful images of Yugi and Yami.

He had never slept more soundly. 

 

~~Owari~~

 

Dai-na: Well, that’s that. Now to try and work on AEN pt. 2  and part 3 of  ‘One Night’.

 

Ken:  Have you ever consider only writing one story at a time? You might actually finish one that way.

 

Dai-na: Not possible

 

Ken: (Sweatdrop) whatever…..

 

Dai-na: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.