New Year Crisis, Chapter 2
by Sin



WARNINGS: YAOI, LEMON

  Forty minutes later, two crimson eyes stared darkly into the murky waters on the boat-ride to Pegasus' island, the Duelist Kingdom. Secretly, ice-blue eyes watched the lithe form leaning on the railing of his boat. Yami...

   Deep in thought, Yami didn't notice the young CEO of Kaiba Corporation until the youth was next to him, staring into the cold depths with him.
   He looked up sharply, noting the shadow darken the waters more than before.
   "Kaiba." He spoke in quiet, mutual greeting.
   Said Kaiba replied in a like tone.
   "Yami."
   But there was something more, something hidden, under his simple choice of reply.
   Yami pondered at this before standing up straight with his common, perfect posture, so different from the slouching shape of his hikari, Yugi.
   Kaiba gazed coolly at him, chilled eyes revealing nothing. Yami raised an eyebrow in question, covering his startled look with cold confidence as Seto stepped up to him, mere inches away.
   Never breaking eye contact, Kaiba leant down to the younger boy and pressed his lips firmly, yet uncertainly, to Yami's. Yami confident mask wavered and his eyes widened, looking at Kaiba in unconcealed wonder.
   "Kaiba?" he said, softly.
   A simple name, just a word, but it spoke in volumes louder than yelling could achieve. In it, he asked questions, he made statements. Within one word, he opened his very soul to the wealthy, young CEO.
   Kaiba, stepped back, still looking at Yami. He sighed, turned away, putting a hand to his temples and began walking towards his room on the ship, motioning that Yami follow.
   He did.

   "Kaiba, why?" were the first words spoken.
   The brown-haired, ice-blue-eyed boy looked to the multi-colored-haired, crimson-eyed boy sitting across from him. He sighed again.
   "Yami. . . I can't explain why I just did that."
   Yami questioned again with an eyebrow.
   Kaiba was compelled to respond.
   "I..."
   Another look shared. Kaiba stuttering and hesitant? Yami thought with some awe.
   Kaiba glared before his reattempted reply.
   "Yami, I love--"
   Crimson eyes widened indefinitely. Blue ones locked on with determination seen only by this boy, Yami, during the fiercest of Duels.
   "Yami, I love you. And ..."
   "And?"
   Kaiba stared icily, the glare slightly dulled by a blooming love struggling to be viewed in his chilled gaze.
   "And Yugi."
   Yami blinked. He... loves me? _And_ my hikari...? Re, tell me, how does this work out?
   Kaiba continued. "Yami, I cannot love you, and not love Yugi. He is your other half." Yami nodded. "How I came to fall in love with you... I am unsure. However, I think I see a side of you few others are allowed." Another nod. Yami didn't quite trust his voice at the moment. Kaiba seemed about to say more, but instead leaned across the short distance to his new-found love. He was barely an inch away when he spoke, his breath feather-light against the darker's half's lips.
   "I don't know if you agree... But I trust you to stop me if you feel you must. Or want to."
   That said, he pressed a kiss to Yami's lips, hands coming to the other's body; one to his hair, the other to his chest. He smirked against Yami's lips.
   The lips smirked back. Yami knew what was going on, and he was determined to play this out as well as Kaiba. For some time, he had been batting feelings about for the other boy, but had dismissed them as confusions with his love of Yugi. But now he knew.
   He loved Kaiba as well.
   Leaning into the kiss, Yami responded, fervently. Looking unendingly into Kaiba's now-widening eyes, he slid his tongue into the other's mouth, quarreling silently for dominance over the kiss. Kaiba retorted heatedly, also vying for control.
   Neither had won when Yami's hand quested skimmingly across Seto's chest, and lower. Kaiba's eyes widened, and he smiled, softly, breaking the kiss for air.
   "Eager?"
   Yami scoffed. "Hardly. I just don't believe in a slow pace." His hands became obvious with tightly-controlled enthusiasm. Kaiba smiled and shrugged off his ever-present trench coat and easily rid himself of his shirt. His look became stony as he observed Yami's leather buckle-ridden clothing. He swore, softly. Yami smirked as his fingers danced over the buckles, opening them with ease. Kaiba quirked an eyebrow.
   "I wear them. I had better know how to get them off easily enough."
   Kaiba nodded in solemn agreement before bending his head to suck lightly at the pharaoh's newly-revealed neck. Yami softly moaned an unconcievable reply.
   Kaiba's hand rustled at Yami's pants as he started to divest the other of his suddenly too-tight leather. The other hand softly cupped the dark-half's face.
   Taking Yami's growing hardness in hand, he began stroking with teasing slowness. Yami moaned, hips bucking instinctively into Seto's hand. Seto smirked, half-amused. Yami glowered darkly, muttering an ancient Egyptian curse-word. Seto raised an eyebrow.
   Yami kissed Kaiba again, rough yet tender, harsh yet caring. Kaiba kissed back, his tongue exploring in the ancient pharaoh's mouth, wonderingly. Yami's hands were easily removing the little clothing Kaiba still had on and quickly he knelt, placing a restaining hand on Seto's waist, took Kaiba's throbbing member in mouth. Kaiba gasped audibly, then moaned. His hips thrust toward the warmth of Yami's mouth, trying to be closer to it, trying to be deeper within it. He moaned again when Yami's hand stopped him from doing so.
   Suddenly, Kaiba felt himself nearing that edge, his passion peaking as he tumbled over it. He closed his eyes, colors bursting at behind his lids as he came into Yami's warm mouth.
   Yami took everything, swallowing before he stood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Kaiba gaped at him before remembering.
   Hugging Yami to him, he quickly wrapped his hand around the darker one's needing cock and pumped him to completion as Yami moaned, writhing tensely against Seto Kaiba. Shortly he came, coating Seto's stomach and his own abdomen, stars and colors streaking across the inside of his closed eyes. Seto smiled and scooped him into his arms, taking them both to his cabin's shower, with a sensual wash but no further "activites". The two went to bed, Yami's head resting on Kaiba's shoulder, with Seto's arms around him. He smiled as he slept, thinking of his hikari and some thoughts he knew his hikari had of one Seto Kaiba.