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Chapter List
- 1-Right in Front of Your Face
- 2-Chapter 2
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Title: Right
in Front of Your Face

Pairings:
Surprise

Warnings:
Swearing, shonen-ai, um maybe some sexual situations

Disclaimer:
Don�t own. No sue.

Summary: Yami
has been in love with Kaiba for a long time and had finally got the guts to
tell him. But life isn't a fairy tale and things don't always go the way it was
supposed to. Soon after, Yami goes missing and the shit really hits the fan.

xXx

�Alright, that�s the seventh time you�ve sighed in
less than a minute. Just stop feeling sorry for yourself.�

�Sorry aibou.� Yami turned back to the action movie
that was playing on the TV, staring listlessly at it, not really watching it. Yugi
turned back to the TV as well thinking that that was the end of it.

Yami sighed again.

Yugi growled and switched off the TV, then stomped
over to his other. He stood in front of him, fists planted firmly on his hips,
an intense expression on his face. Yami was so out of that he actually didn�t
notice that his view of the film was being blocked. When he did, he slowly
looked upwards and eventually locked eyes with fierce amethyst ones. �Just what
on Earth is your problem?� Yami opened his mouth to answer but Yugi cut him
off, �I don�t know why you�re so upset about Kaiba not knowing how you feel. He
won�t know unless you tell him.�

�You know
aibou that I cannot tell him. He isn�t exactly a good friend of mine; we�re mere
acquaintances at best. Telling him could cause him to hate me forever.�

Amethyst eyes softened, �But if you never tell him you
could be missing out on years of happiness. You don�t know for sure that he
hates you. �Nothing ventured, nothing gained�?�

Yami ran his hands roughly through his hair and let
out another sigh. �That maybe true but that is far too great a risk. I can�t��

�Life is a risk, Yami!� Yugi exploded. He immediately
looked apologetic, �Sorry, I didn�t mean to snap at you but I hate seeing you
so miserable. And I can feel it in here.� He held his hand over his heart. �I
just want you to be happy Yami.� Yami smiled at his aibou, but the gesture was
tainted by such sadness that Yugi felt tears spring to his eyes from the
desolation swimming in his other�s eyes. He moved forwards suddenly to give
Yami a hug, as if trying to take the misery away through touch alone. Yami held
him close, then after some time, began to speak.

�I know how much this affects you aibou, and I don�t
mean to make you sad. Tomorrow I will try
and tell Kaiba, okay?� Yugi�s eyes lit up and Yami felt a wave of elation
travel down the link and wash over him. Just feeling that made him think that
going through it was all worthwhile.

�That�s all I can ask Yami, that�s all I can ask.�

xXx

Yami fought the wave of consciousness that was
threatening to wake him up; he really didn�t want to get up as yet and face the
world. He pulled Yugi closer and snuggled down deeper into the duvet. He tried
to go back to sleep, but forcing it to return was counter-productive and it
just pushed him closer to awareness. All too soon he had to admit defeat and
open his eyes. Just one glance out of the window gave him a feeling that it
wasn�t going to be his day. It was dull and grey outside, with stormy clouds
churning, hovering ominously ahead, and threatening the day with a torrential
downpour.

Yami sighed (he seemed to be doing that a lot lately)
and kicked off the duvet. He slid himself out from his aibou�s arms and tucked
the duvet back firmly around him. Despite his sombre mood, a tiny smile curled
his lips upwards as he watched Yugi let out a small groan, before pulling the
pillow that Yami was previously resting on into his arms. He buried his face
into it, and then he smiled and let out a sigh of contentment. Yami moved quickly and quietly out of the
room and made his way to the bathroom.

He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped
firmly around his waist, a plume of steam escaping after him. He re-entered the
bedroom, smiling when he saw that Yugi was still fast asleep. He went over to
the wardrobe, one hand holding onto the towel around his waist, the other
rummaging through the contents of the wardrobe for his favourite pair of blood
red leather pants. He pulled them out with a cry of triumph and dropped the
towel. He didn�t bother put on any boxers, knowing that they would show under
the leather and instead pulled them straight on. He did up the zip at the side
and once again dove back into the recesses of the wardrobe, this time searching
for his favourite black mesh top. He knew that if he was going to tell Kaiba
today he�d all the confidence that his favourite outfit would provide.

He sat back on his knees, puzzled. His top should have
been in there but it was now AWOL and he needed
that top. He heard a groan come from his aibou�s direction and finally it
clicked. He knew where his top was; he�d lent it to Yugi when he went out to a
nightclub for the first time last week. He got up off the floor and went down
the hallway towards where all the clean clothes were. He dug into the bag,
throwing clothes over his shoulder, leaving them to land where they would. He
finally found his top and was about to put it on when he caught sight of the
HUGE slash down the front of it. He let a growl and threw the top roughly to
the side as he dropped to his knees and shoved the clothes back into the
basket. He stormed back to the bedroom,
knowing somewhere in the back of his mind that he was being stupid; after all
it was only a top. But it felt like his confidence had disappeared with the
top. Which was ridiculous, because it was just a top. But still�

He headed straight for the wardrobe, this time intent
on finding his black tank top. He grabbed it and put it on then went downstairs
for breakfast. He poured himself some Frosties and milk and sat down on the
sofa to pass the time watching Saturday morning TV.

xXx

Yami? a
drowsy voice whispered in his mind. He smiled, glad that his aibou was finally
awake so he would have some company.

I�m
downstairs aibou, in the living room. he sent
back as he picked up the remote and flicked through the stations to find some
more cartoons. Suddenly he heard a thud followed by a deep snore. He looked
over his shoulder to see Yugi sitting on the bottom step, slumped against the
wall eyes shut in sleep. Yami laughed and sent his amusement along the link as
he got to his feet and stretched. He
made his way over and knelt in front of him.

�Yugi,� he whispered, laughter evident in his voice.

A groan was his answer.

�Yugi,�

A hand swatted the air by his face. �Go �way, don�
wanna get up.�

He leaned in close, right by his ear and took a deep
breath. �YUGI!�

His eyes flew open as he sat up abruptly. �Wah! �m up!
I�m �wake.� He slumped back against the wall and his eyes closed again. A deep
snore reverberated through the room. Yami rolled his eyes.

�C�mon,� he grabbed Yugi by the arms and pulled him to
his feet. �Time to get up aibou.�

�Fine, fine ruin my fun,� he pouted, �Just because
you�re awake doesn�t mean that you have to drag me along to suffer with you.�

�Stop moaning. Maybe if I get some sugar in you,
you�ll be able to keep your eyes open.�

xXx

�So Yami�do you want me to go with you when you go and
see Kaiba.� Yugi regretted the question as soon as it left his mouth when he
saw his yami�s shoulder�s slump and his whole person seemed to deflate. He
hated to upset him when they were having so much fun but he wanted to know what
Yami intended to do and he needed to remind him as well. His yami was good at
pretending and he knew that he would act as if everything was alright.

�No, no I wouldn�t want you to be there when � if I get rejected. Do not worry; I tell
you all that there is to tell when I return tonight.� Yugi just nodded, and
then he got up off his stool and made his way over to Yami and hugged him.
Strong arms wrapped around his waist tightly and a wave of emotion crashed over
him from his yami. The fear he felt from him made Yugi clench his eyes shut; he
couldn�t believe that his Yami, known for his fear of nothing, was absolutely
terrified about his meeting with Kaiba. He tried desperately to send his love
through the link, to combat the fear that he sensed, and he managed, just a
little bit, to calm his fears.

This was the biggest risk that he�d ever taken. Sure
there was danger in every threat that they faced; every time someone had come
along and threatened him or his friends. But Yami knew that although there was
the chance that he could fail them, he was doing what he did best. He was in
his comfort zone and the outcome of the conflict depended on him � he controlled whether he won or lost, not anyone else.

This time, Kaiba that held his heart in the palm of
his hand and he didn�t even know that he could crush it at any time.

But he was going to change that today.

He was deliberately putting himself in a position
which could cause him great suffering, which went against every instinct in his
body, that was against his very nature to do so.

Remind him, why was he doing this again?

Oh yeah, he was putting himself through this for his
aibou. After all, he was quite happy to go through life never knowing whether
Kaiba felt the same way or not, quite happy to hang onto his delusions that there
was a slight chance that maybe Kaiba loved him.

He sighed.

�Come on aibou, it�s time for me to leave.� They
walked to the door and Yugi gave him one last hug before he opened it. Yami
took one look outside and shut the door again.

�I don�t like the look of that sky; I�ll take an
umbrella and a jacket.� He grabbed his black leather jacket from the coat pegs
by the door and put it on while he waited for his aibou, who�d dashed upstairs
to get an umbrella.

�Here,� he handed him the black umbrella. �Make sure
you come straight home or if not at least contact me,� he tapped the side of
his head, �to let me know what happened. Okay?�

Yami nodded, �Bye Yugi,�

He started on his way to Kaiba�s mansion, deciding to
walk there as to get his head in order and plan what he was going to say to
Kaiba. A drop of water landed on his nose, which seemed to be the signal for
the heavens to open up. He hurriedly got his umbrella up and carried on his way
to the mansion.

When he reached the gates, he paused, gathering his
strength and his confidence, then he pressed the intercom.

�Who is it?� a deep voice demanded.

�Err�Yami Mouto to see Kaiba.� There was a buzz then
the gates swung open. He made his way up the drive to the door, took a deep
breath, and then pushed the door bell. The door swung open immediately to
reveal none-other than Seto Kaiba.

Yami stared.

It must be a sin for someone to look this good. It
wasn�t the clothes he wore that made him look drop dead gorgeous � although it
did contribute to it. It was the way he wore the clothes, coupled with the
confidence and control he exuded that made it hard for Yami to form coherent
thoughts.

�What do you want, Yugi?� That snapped him out of
whatever funk he�d fallen into.

�After all this time Kaiba, you still can�t tell that
it�s me Yami and not my aibou.�

Kaiba rolled his eyes, �Fine, Yami, what the hell do you want?� Just that response from Kaiba and
he slipped easily into the confident persona of Kaiba�s rival. He didn�t have
to worry about making a fool of himself because all of these reactions were so�
instinctive, so automatic that he really didn�t have to think about them
anymore. But this time he didn�t want to talk to Kaiba as his rival, he needed
to talk to him as Yami.

�That�s no way to treat a guest, Kaiba.� No! He needed to stop this or he�d have
Kaiba so incensed that he�d never listen to what he needed to say.

Kaiba growled, �If you�re just here to waste my time
then you can get out. I�m a busy man Yami.�

Yami took a deep breath in order to stop the automatic
retort that was on the tip of his tongue. �I need to talk to you Kaiba.�

�I gathered that. So, I reiterate, what the hell do
you want?�

Yami crossed his arms over his chest and glared at him.
�I�m not going to have a conversation with you on your doorstep, Kaiba.�

He rolled his eyes, �Alright, come through to my
office, we can talk in there.� And with that he turned on his heel and made his
way to his office, expecting Yami to follow behind him. A butler came to take
Yami�s coat and umbrella away and Yami followed Kaiba to his office.

xXx

�Right, so what is it that�s so important that you
came over here in this weather to tell me.� He asked as he made his way
over to his leather seat. He gestured with one hand for Yami to sit but Yami
shook his head and instead started to agitatedly pace back and forth in Kaiba�s
spacious office.

�I�ve always admired you Kaiba. Even when we were
rivals competing to be the best, I still admired you, even counted you as one
of my friends.� He dare chance a look at Kaiba, for far of losing his courage
to say what he was about to next. �But lately I�ve begun to like you as more
than a friend. What I�m trying to say is that�I love you Kaiba.�

Silence.

So thick, so heavy, and filled with tension. It was
all Yami could do not to scream.

�Say something.� He whispered, knowing that he was
about to have his heart crushed. He was prepared for any reaction, his body
tense with the instinct to fight or flee. But he wasn�t prepared for the
reaction that Kaiba gave.

He laughed.

�What do you want me to say? Profess my �undying� love
for you and say that I�ve always loved you because I felt that �special
connection� from being your priest in Ancient Egypt? That even though we�re
rivals, we�re also friends? That only we can understand each other?� He laughed
again, a short bark of laughter that made Yami flinch. �That�s pathetic. The
only thing we�ll ever be is rivals. I really understand how someone as weak as
you could be such a strong duellist. The only reason I would ever deign to
associate with you is to win my title
back.� He turned back to his laptop, completely dismissing Yami.

Each word was like poison to Yami. Each word derogatory
statement was a knife in his heart. He flinched when Kaiba shouted for him to
�get out� when he was too shocked to even move. He scampered out of there
quickly before the tears could fall, and raced through the front door,
forgetting all about his coat and umbrella. It was still pouring outside and he
was soaked in a matter of seconds.

�My day couldn�t possibly get any worse.� He thought
morosely to himself as he made his way down the drive. Suddenly a hand shot
forth to clamp over his mouth as another snaked around his waist, dragging him
backwards.

�It just did.� he thought to himself before a harsh
blow caught him on the temple and he passed out.
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