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Of Dice and Dragons	By : WittyPhantom Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hey guys, here I am, in Newfoundland and trying not to get my ass kicked all the way across the country.
And yes, I am quite aware that it’s been far too long since i’ve updated and i’ve also given up on the shift key, so i is going to be in small letters for everything i’m going to be writing tonight because it’s so freaking late over here and i’m so jet lagged it’s not even funny. Speaking of which, if i don’t update before i get back home, the second i get good interweb access i will become an updating machine! i’ve got about five or six chapters written already, but i don’t wao gio give you too much all at once.
also, for all you wonderful OD&D people who didn’t know, go read A Monarch’s Thief because it’s a prelude to the Yami/Bakura sideplot... go have some fun... and review it! please!
this chapter dedicated to the memory of all those noble peeps who gave their heads and bodies for this chapter to be finished…
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Osiris, take me now!

‘Who am I kidding? He’s never going to want me… He could have anyone…’ Seto thought going through the corridors; he finally settled into his desk as the class began.

Before long, the idiot teacher came into the room and started talking about some crazy history stuff. Then…

“Alright, Senior Sanctuary is coming up and we need to know who’s going with who. By now you guys should know who you’re going with, so tell me when I call your name.” She said.

A wave of conversation swept over the room as finalizations of plans were made along with a plethora of last-minute rejections. Some spirits soared while other hearts were mercilessly crushed, but how does that wonderful saying go? “All’s fair in love, war, and prom dates?”

“Also, I have some bad news. Because of some last minute complications, we are not able to go to Mt. Fuji this year. Many parents ended up complaining; they thought Mt. Fuji was too much of a phallic symbol for a high school trip.”

“What’s phallic about a big pile of rocks?” Honda asked stupidly, effectively voicing the question of three-quarters of the class.

“Well, how can I put this eloquently, yet blunty enough for you ‘slow kids’ to understand? Let’s see… Mt. Fuji is a volcano, and volcanos are large mounds that occasionally spew semi-liquid material around the surrounding area after the pressure has become too much.”

A collective sigh of understanding was heard from all the males in the classroom whose eyes went wide open as the imagery hit them. The girls, on the other hand, still had no idea what was going on… silly not yaoi-crazed virgins.

“Right, so instead, we’re going to be going to Hitchcock’s Hideaway. Hope that doesn’t put a damper on anyone’s plans.” The teacher said, enthusiastically.

Another moderate wave of conversation swept over the class.

‘No! I haven’t talked to Seto yet. By the dice, I hope it’s not too late and he doesn’t already have a date.’ Otogi thought.

‘Man I hate this time of year… Although I wasn’t normally the one directly involved, but now everything’s changed. How am I going to spend my free time now?’ Seto thought to himself as names were being rattled off around him.

“Jounouchi-san?”

“I’m taking Yugi and Ryou…” he said, noticing the strange glances from the rest of his classmates.

“…Alright.” The teacher said, skeptically.

“Honda-san?” an uneasy silence engulphed the class and Otogi desperately wanted to either kill himself, or run into Seto’s arms and cry.

“…Anzu.” Honda said reluctantly admitting it to the entire class, this earned a collective shudder from the entire male population of the class.

“Malik-san?”

“Mai.”

“Seto-san?”

Otogi’s heart figuratively got caught in his throat as he anxiously awaited Seto’s response. He could feel his heart start to pound in his chest with relentless speed and force. The heat in his cheeks rose as the colour drained from his face.

“I’m not going.” Was Seto’s casual answer, not exactly unexpected. However, what was unexpected to the typical student was that Seto was painfully aware of the Otogi’s sudden change of expression, from anxiety to depression.

Seto moved his eyes to send an apologetic smile to Otogi, but the latter simply turned away. It was obvious that Otogi was upset, as the next time he spoke, his voice had the signature tone of biting, offended, pissed-off-ness.

“Otogi-san, who are you taking?”

“I’m going alone.”

If there was any conversation in the classroom at the time, it stopped suddenly. Every pair of eyes in the room simultaneously converged on Otogi, it became deathly silent and even a pin drop would have been a welcomterfterference to relieve some of the tension. Seto stared at Otogi in awe, taking careful note that the dice master was likely angry with him for some reason.

‘Could he have wanted to talk to me about Sanctuary? Damnit, you’ve really done it now, Seto.’

Suddenly, the painful silence was broken by hysterical, incomprehensible screaming coming from a… well… hysterical Honda. Something along the lines of:

“You two-timing little twit! You made me go with Anzu on purpose didn’t you? God damnit, I would have done anything for you, Otogi… I loved you!”

‘Whoa there Honda… Hands off. I called him first!’ Seto mentally snapped, debating whether or not to go up there and strangle Honda right there and then. Fortunately for him, the bell rang and everyone quickly packed up and left. Seto was especially quick, he had to talk to someone.

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Seto found Otogi near his locker between classes and was convinced he was going to fix his problem right now. He walked up so he was leaning casually against the lockers; although he nearly gave Otogi a heart attack when the latter closed the door to his locker only to be met with Seto’s concerned azure gaze.

“You wanted to talk to me?” Seto cooed.

“No.” Otogi replied coldly.

“But I—“ Seto began, but was cut off by two of Otogi’s fingers covering his lips as Otogi practically rast hst him and out of sight, leaving one question on Seto’s mind…

‘Wha-- Was… Was he crying?’

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‘Otogi, Otogi, Otogi… If I were Otogi, where would I hang out after school for an excessively long amount of time so I could avoid being tracked down by my obcessive-compuslive would-be boyfriend if said guy wasn’t being a total ass?’ Seto thought as he tore through the hallways at a maddening pace, trying to find Otogi. About half way down a flight of stairs an idea hit him.

As soon as Seto landed from jumping down the entire staircase, he remembered how Otogi kept mentioning that he was supposedly on the track team. He glanced at his watch and realized that the practise should be over already. Knowing that most runners would have gone home by now, Seto had a strange feeling that maybe… just maybe, Otogi would still be hanging around. And if he was, Seto could apologize. As fast as his long legs would take him, Seto took off for the locker rooms.

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Once he got to the gym, Seto found that his suspicions were confirmed. There wasn’t another person in the gym or the surrounding area, this was a good sign, but it could also mean that he may have missed Otogi already. Silence greeted him from all sides and he was beginning to lose hope, he thought if his love was still around, he would have heard something. But no, there was nothing. Knowing it was now or never and he really didn’t have any other choice at that point, Seto gathered all of his courage and gently pushed open the door to the locker rooms.

As soon as the door opened, Seto was met with that same uneasy silence as he heard when he came into the gym. Fearing the worst, he walked into the room, looking desperately for any sign of human life. So, imagine his surprise when, at long last, he heard a faint voice humming a song from one of the rooms in the back. As he neared, the voice got more and more familiar until Otogi could easily be recognized; also the humming turned into faint words that affected Seto so much that he had to lean up against the wall, just listening to that beautiful voice was enough to make his knees weak…

“Should I…, Could I; Have said the wrong things right; A thousand times; If I could just rewind, I see it in my mind; If I could turn back time, you’d still be mine…” was all he sang before he switched into speaking again, the depressed tone of his voice almost turning into muffled sobs,

“If this old heart could talk, it’d say you’re the one.”

By now, Seto had collapsed against the wall and couldn’t help but shed a few silent tears. Before long, he was actually crying but fortunately, he was being drowned out by the sound of running water… A shower in particular. He peeked around the corner separating where he was and where he imagined Otogi to be and, sure enough, he spotted a pile of clothes with a very familiar charm set carefully on top. He had also made a point of checking if his other suspicion was correct, and it was. Otogi was standing in the shower and was oblivious to his presence, or at least he was right at that moment.

‘What was I thinking? I should have known better. By the dice, I can be such an idiot!’ Otogi mentally scolded himself as he stepped under the spray of hot water. He kept his hair up, so as to not be bothered with having to brush it. He quickly set about cleaning all the sweat off his body, then ended up putting his hands on the shower wall and leaning forward, letting the water hit his strained back muscles. ‘Man, I need a massage, I hurt so much!’ he thought to himself, as he turned up the temperature of the water, hoping it would help…

But nothing helped as much as the strong hands which suddenly pressed themselves to Otogi’s lower back and started to kneed into the soft muscle. Two emerald eyes shot open, partially in shock, but mostly because it was accomplishing exactly what he craved. After a moment, he straightened up, allowing those strong hands to move up and massage his shoulders. Having a pretty good idea who this mystery masseur was, Otogi let his eyes fall shut and allowing himself to fall back a little to rest his head on the shoulder of his taller companion. He let his head fall to one side, exposing his neck, knowing that if this man was the man he thought he was, he’d waste no time in attacking his neck.

Otogi couldn’t help but moan as a pair of warm lips closed around the skin at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. He smiled and opened his eyes slightly, not surprised at all to be met with his lover’s sapphire eyes, tenderly staring back at him. He never knew Seto was so excellent when it came to sensual massages, but then again, Otogi supposed he hadn’t ever really asked for one before. Not that he was exactly asking Seto for this one. Seto’s arms finally wound their way around Otogi’s waist, holding him close to his chest. They both stand there, cuddling for a moment under the spray of steaming hot water, swaying lightly, Seto’s hands running over Otogi’s muscled torso. Needless to say, Seto was a little more than surprised when Otogi spoke,

“So, why aren’t you going to Sanctuary?” he purred

“Was this what you wanted to talk to me about earlier?” Seto responded after a slight pause.

“Yes.” Otogi choked out silently.

As Otogi’s entire frame shook with silent sobs, Seto’s arms coiled more tightly around his lover’s waist, as he leaned in to whisper into Otogi’s ear,

“Shhhh, forgive me, love. But if you had known me longer, you would have known I don’t like school sanctioned functions and try to avoid them like the plague.”

At this point, Otogi was helpless to do anything but cast his eyes towards the floor, now crying full force, his legs threatening to buckle and give out on him. But Otogi knew that he would never fall due to the strong embrace of Seto’s arms. Seto, feeling Otogi’s pain, spun him around in his arms so that he could see Otogi’s face, kissing away where his tears would have been had the water from the shower not already washed them away. Otogi sank and began crying on Seto’s collarbone after wrapping his own arms around Seto’s waist to bring them closer together.

Finally gathering all of his strength, Otogi lifted his head and opened his mouth to speak. Unfortunately, he was silenced by one of Seto’s fingers placed over his lips, mimicking one of his earlier actions. Seto quickly withdrew his finger and replaced it with his lips, kissing Otogi tenderly, passionately.

It took a moment, but eventually Otogi began to move against Seto’s lips. It wasn’t overly sexual, just affectionate, at least Seto hadn’t planned on it, but Otogi thought differently and flicked his tongue over Seto’s lips, requesting entrance. Unconsiously, Seto granted this request and found himself pushed up against the shower wall, being ravished by Otogi’s tongue. But Seto knew better and pushed Otogi away, a sinister glint in his eye.

“So, Otogi, are you up for our rematch?”

Otogi didn’t really understand the question and by the time he did, Seto had already turned him around again and pushed him to the other shower wall, forcing him down to rest almost perpendicular to the wall. Seto leaned over Otogi’s folded body and kissed the back of his neck as he used his water-lubricated finger to probe Otogiightight entrace. Otogi’s head dropped in pain, but he allowed Setoinseinsert two more fingers, carefully stretching him. Finally accepting the digits within him, Otogi started to move his hips down, forcing the fingers farther into him. Seto took this as a good sign, but Otogi audibly wimpered as the fingers were withdrawn, feeling an emptiness within him. But, before he could string together a coherient sentence with which to protest, he could feel Seto positioning himself.

Otogi gasped as, in one fluid motion, Seto was within him as far as Otogi’s body would and could take him. He (Otogi) fought back tears of pain as Seto’s arms wrapped comfortingly around him. Otogi once again could feel Seto’s breath on the back of his neck as he spoke, so quietly it was almost drowned out by the spray of water,

“Don’t worry love, I won’t move until you’re ready.”

Otogi nodded and braced his arms on the shower wall to steady himself. At long last, he started to move against his brunette lover.

Seto’s pace was agnonizingly slow, but that was intentional. He wanted Otogi to enjoy this as much or more as he himself had enjoyed his first time with the raven-haired god. Seto didn’t want this to be a session of rushed, painful sex, but rather one of pure bliss for Otogi.

Speaking of Otogi, he was beside himself as every thrust hit that bundle of nerves, causing him to cry out, hoarsely calling Seto’s name. The pace was slow, but it was perfect for the sensual lovemaking Otogi had always dreamed of… He just never thought it would happen in a school shower, during his senior year of high school… or with the great Seto Kaiba.

Now speaking of Kaiba, he was nearing the edge of sanity, despite the slowness. His hands decended from Otogi’s hips to wrap twofold around his erection and started stroking double-time from his thrusts. Two more thrusts and Otogi came into Seto’s hands, taking that last step off the cliff seperating him from frenzied elation, screaming—litteraly screaming Seto’s name. And this clenching of the muscles around Otogi’s entrance was more than enough to send Seto into ecstasy. After he came, he pulled out of Otogi and held him firmly to his chest.

Meanwhile…

‘Otogi, I know you’re here so quit hiding from me!’ Yami mentally screamed as he stormed into the gym, ‘Don’t waste my time. The faster I get a hold of you and send your soul to the Shadow Realm, the faster Seto will become uninterested in you—not that there is any reason to be attracted to you now… In any case, the faster Seto comes to his senses, the faster I get both of my lovers back with me again. Then Seto, you’ll get what’s coming to you… Nobody refuses me, I’m the Pharaoh of Egypt!’

He walked into the centre of the gym and pondered which way to go. Not knowing where Otogi would be, he decided the locker room would be the best bet. He pushed open the door and began walking as more devious thoughts popped into Yami’s brain…

‘You know, I’m probably overreacting. There’s probably nothing of significance going on between Seto and Otogi. They probably just planned it all out because Seto wanted to get some stupid revenge on me or something, don’t think I forgot that little spat you two had in class the other day. That wasn’t acting, that was pure hatred I saw in those gorgeous eyes, Seto. But at the same time, it’s still a one-way trip to the Shadow Realm for Otogi because I can never be too safe. Better get rid of you now before something else happens.’

It was about here that Yami’s sensitive hearing picked up the sound of a shower in the distance and headed in that direction. Not much farther into the depths, he found a pair of pants carelessly thrown on the ground. A little beyond that was a jacket and a shirt… then another set of clothes.

His ears suddenly picked up the low whispering of a distictly male voice coming from the shower. Being the crazy stalker he was, it wasn’t hard for Yami to say with absolute certainty that it was Seto’s voice. Amused at this and deciding to join his lover in the shower, Yami was just about to remove his own clothing as an ear-piercing scream calling out Seto’s name stopped him in his tracks.

That was Otogi’s voice.

Now, also being the sex-crazed maniac he was, Yami knew the screams which accompanied a man’s climax and cringed as he imagined Otogi inside Seto, his (Yami’s) lover… or worse yet, Seto inside Otogi. He clenched his eyes shut and turned his head away just as Seto came, screaming out Otogi’s name. Frozen in his place, perhaps by fear… maybe by curiosity, Yami stood for a moment to listen to the conversation between the two apparent lovers before storming out of the locker room, not caring who may have heard him.

Back in the shower, Seto helped Otogi straighten back up and rest against his chest, both content to lean against the back wall of the shower and let the hot water wash over them. They rested, panting heavily, and swayed ever so slightly to the rhythm of a song stuck in Seto’s head… which just so happened to be the song Otogi was singing earlier. Otogi smiled as Seto started nibbling on his earlobe and muttering playfully,

“So, are you feeling better or are you still sore?”

Otogi turned his head to give Seto the best confused and ironic facial expression ever.

“Well, to be honest… no.”

“Oh yeah, just so you know, your lower back is going to be a bitch for a couple of days.”

Otogi sighed in defeat, leaning against Seto’s muscled chest, “Wonderful, so are you still not going to Sanctuary?”

“Sorry love.”

Seto smiled, lifting Otogi’s chin up with one finger so he could meet his boyfriend’s emerald gaze once more, lean down, and sensually closed his mouth on Otogi’s lips, both ignoring the storming out and door slaming going on around them.

The kiss lasted until a familiar song shook both participants from their near drunken stupors. Recognizing the Kaiba Groove Music, Seto cringed as he realized the situation.

“Otogi, what time is it?” he asked.

“I have no clue, but I’d imagine some time between 5:00 and 5:30.”

“Shit.”

“What is it, darling?”

“Well, that music was my cell phone. I just remembered that I was supposed to have picked Mokuba up from school two hours ago.” Seto said, burying his head in Otogi’s shoulder.

“Then you’d better get going.”

“Yes dear.”

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“Geez Seto… You only have to pick me up from school one day a month and you manage to be over two and a half hours late?” Mokuba whined as they pulled into the drive way of the mansion.

“Ok Mokuba, you’re pissed, I get it. You’ve been complaining since I picked you up, which was over half an hour ago. I got held up at school and was late, I’m sorry. How many times are you going to make me say it?” Seto exclaimed, exhasperated.

“Got held up, you say?” Mokuba said, putting his hand on his chin, stroking his non-existant beard and thinking hard, “By the way you were walking when you came to pick me up, I’d say you were doing the holding up, if you know what I mean. Although I have to say I’m surprised Otogi would let you take him. I wonder how much you had to bribe him for that one.” He beamed and bounced along the sidewalk right up to the door where Seto was trying to unlock the door and fight off a migrane at the same time. But Mokuba showed no sign of slowing down.

“So big brother, did anyone walk in on you? I mean, goin at it at school can’t be the safest thing around. So where did you guys get it on? A janitor’s closet, the teacher’s lounge, that hot teacher’s desk? Come on Seto, don’t leave me hangin!”

He was met with nothing but silence and a stern look from his brother as they walked inside the house.

“No… Seto Kaiba, you’re not telling me you had sex with Otogi in the back of my car!” Mokuba exmed,med, trying to reconjure an image of the back seat of the BMW, “You know that car is mine as soon as I can legally drive it. You have not ruined my first fuc—“

Right then, Seto grabbed the little squirt by the collar of his uniform and unceremoniously threw him in a nearby closet and locked the door. Sighing happily that the onslaught of questions had ended and instead Mokuba just screamed to be let out. Too bad the phone rang.

Seto went into the next room to answer the phone to avoid having some of Mokuba’s more… colourful comments get across the phone line. No doubt the little kid was screaming about Seto and Otogi at the top of his lungs.

“Moshi moshi.”

“Seto Kaiba?”

“Speaking.”

“Good afternoon, Seto. It’s your homeroom teacher calling, I’ve actually received several comments from your classmates about this and have decided to call and try to convince you to participate in this year’s Senior Sanctuary.”

“With all due respect, you’re wasting your time. People I respect much more that you have done much more to convince me and my an is is still no.”

“Seto, if you insist on being that way, I may have no choice but to force you to go.”

“I’ve told you already, you’re wasting your time. There’s absolutely nothing you can threaten me with that could make me go and waste my time.”

“How about graduating from High School?”

“What?”

“Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that we’re testing out a new initiative from the school board. The final Senior excurstion will be manditory for graduation. In short, you don’t go and I’ll be seeing you in homeroom next year.”

“And that just happened this year?”

“Indeed, in fact, I had the papers set on my desk with the confirmation about half an hour ago. And, looking over my list, it seems you’re the only one not going. So I’ll see you next Friday at Hitchcock’s Hideaway, you have to find your own way there, just make sure your car can handle going uphill as the Hideaway is on a mountain.”

“I thought we couldn’t go to a mountain. Phallic symbol and such.”

“True, but we’re saying we couldn’t go to Mt. Fuji because it was a volcano. This is just a mountain, besides, we’re not telling the parents that part.”

“So what you’re telling me is that you’ve made legislation for the sole purpose of getting me out… with my peers?!”

“I’ve never been able to keep anything from you for long, Seto. I’ll see you then, Ja!”

Seto slammed down the phone. Never before had he been stuck doing things with the idiots and not have a way out of it. Walking over, he let his brother out of the closet and collapsed into a rather large armchair. Knowing Mokuba was about to open his mouth to say something obcene, Seto just silenced him with a hand gesture which told Mokuba that something was going to die under Seto’s wrath. Yep, something was going to die because Seto Kaiba was pissed off…

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