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Betrothal	By : KoalasRock Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3854 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, the whole thing would be about hot Yaoi-ness and Anzu Mazaki or Yu-Gi-Oh GX would never have existed.
A/N: Welcome to the third chapter of Married at Eighteen. Hope you like it.
WARNING: MILD CHAOS TO ENSUE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

�Need help?� Seto asked smugly, offering his hand.
Yami ignored him and stood up on his own. The force of his fall had been enough to make his back hurt for the rest of the day.
�You�re bleeding.�
Yami poked his forehead a tad bit too rough and yowled in pain. There was a tiny cut on his face that bled profusely. Stupid facial wound. Yami sighed and searched his pockets for a handkerchief.
Great. Of all the days to leave it at home�
Yami raised his head and saw Seto holding a white handkerchief.
�Take it.� He said, a spot of concern in his eyes.
I must be hallucinating.
Yami stared at it and said bluntly, �It�s white.�
�I can see that.�
�It�ll stain.� Yami clarified.
Seto rolled his eyes, �Just take it.�
Yami took the offered cloth and pressed it against his forehead. Ouch.
�Let�s go to the clinic. I can�t have you bleeding all over the place.�
Seto grabbed the teen�s hand and pulled him towards the Nurse�s office.
�Hey!� Yami protested, �Stop dragging my arm! It hurts! Let go!�
Seto paid no mind and continued pulling him until they reached a white door with a red cross on the front. Yami was about to say thanks when Seto opened the door.
�Make sure all the blood is gone when you return it to me,� He said.
�Fuck off.� And to think I was about to thank this bastard.
Yami then chose the moment to slam the door in his face. He heard Seto�s yelp of pain and smirked.
Revenge is sweet.

Seto glared at the tri-colored teen beside him and thought of different ways to make this guy�s life pure and utter hell. He tried to be nice and got a door slammed onto his nose! How is that fair? He was never being nice again. The situations always end up being completely opposite of what he deserved.
�Here you go,� the nurse said giving them both ice packs, �And no more fighting, you hear? The next time you land yourselves in here I�m reporting to the Principal.�
�Hai.� Yami muttered.
Seto smiled at the brunette nurse. �Of course. We�re sorry for the inconvenience.�
She blushed. �No worries, Mr. Kaiba.�
Yami rolled his eyes. Suck-up ass-kisser. It�s his fault we�re here in the first place!
�You can go now.�
Seto stood up and once again began dragging his guide out the room. Yami yanked his arm back and seethed as they entered the empty hallway.
�What is with you and dragging?�
�You�re too slow.�
Yami narrowed his eyes. �I wouldn�t be slow if the person in front of me stopped walking like an old lady.�
Seto ignored his comment and kept his pace.
Yami tapped Seto�s shoulder and asked, �Kaiba. Do you know where you�re going?�
He halted and turned around. He looked expectantly at Yami. Yami sweatdropped.
�Idiot�� Yami muttered, �Come on. I�ll show you around the building.�
An hour and a half later, Yami had finished with the three buildings on campus.
�Now for the pool!� Yami said loudly, his finger pointing up to the sky.
Seto edged away from him and muttered, �I do not know you.�
Yami resisted the urge to roll his eyes for the umpteenth time and grabbed Seto�s collar.
�The pool is the best place here on campus. You will like it, whether you want to or not.�
The menacing tone in Yami�s voice caused Seto to almost flinch. Almost.
�Come on!� Yami said in his overly happy voice.
In truth, the pool was as beautiful as Yami had eagerly described it to be. It was near Olympic size and located right smack on concrete paved with white marble tile. The sun conveniently shines on the palm trees nearby and casts a shadow over the pool on hot days.
�It�s okay.� Amazing actually, Seto thought, if only I didn�t have a penchant for making you miserable�
Yami�s mood lessened considerably by Seto�s blunt putout and his �happy mood� degenerated into a sour one.
�Stick in the mud.� Yami spat, sniffling a bit.
Seto�s eyebrows went way up. Wow. He�s actually sad that I didn�t like his pool.
�Anyway,� Yami said quickly, �We better get out of here before the water polo team decides to pu�SHIT.�
�Too late, Yami-chan!�
Slam. Splash.
Seto watched Yami get hit by a white ball and fall into the pool and processed what he just said.
Water polo? Jou plays water polo�
�Cut it out, you guys.�
Seto turned sharply around saw a certain blonde man emerge from the showers wearing a pair of swimming trunks.
Oh my God.
Yami surfaced on the water, taking deep breaths. �I�m�killing�you�Ryuuji!�
Ryuuji grinned maniacally and bounced another ball off Yami�s forehead.
�Cheer up, Yamikins! You looked like you need to be doused in cool water!�
Yami grinned and grabbed Ryuuji�s necklace/collar and pulled him into the water.
�HEY! YOU TWO STOP THAT!�
Yami stopped trying to drown his gothic-slash-punk friend and looked up. Mai had materialized out of nowhere in a yellow string bikini.
�Mai? What the hell you doing here?�
Ryuuji smirked, �She came to spy on my hotness, I presume.�
�In your dreams, Ryuuji.� Mai snapped, getting to her feet and offering Yami a hand.
�Come on, up you go.�
Yami coughed once more and climbed back on the ground. He shot Ryuuji a withering glare.
�I�m so telling Yugi. He�ll kill you.�
Ryuuji did a few backstrokes and asked, �And why would he do that?�
Yami grinned evilly. �Because his iPod video was in my pocket.�
�Please repeat what you just said.�
Everyone spun around so quickly that the world suddenly went off balance. There was Yugi, a few feet behind Yami, with a very, VERY big vein on his head. Obviously, he took his iPod video way too seriously.
�It was his fault.� Yami said airily, pointing to the pool.
�RYUUJI!!!�
Yugi screamed like a madman and jumped into the pool, clothes and all, and tried to really drown Ryuuji.
Ryou, who had just been sitting on the bleachers, sat up quickly and called out, �Yugi! Don�t kill him! He�s very valuable to the water polo team!�
Yugi dunk the man�s head repeatedly. �No. Freaking. Way.�
Mai looked confused and looked at Yami. �When did everyone get here?�
Yami shrugged. �Who cares?�
Meanwhile, Seto had not been able to take his eyes of the blonde man standing there.
�Hello Jounouchi.� He greeted.
Jou smiled. �Hello Kaiba.�
Our first names are only to be used in private� Seto whispered, placing tiny kisses on a white shoulder.
Yami tried to shake water out of his hair and poked Seto roughly in the back.
�Come on. You�ll be late for your meeting with Crawford.�
Seto elbowed Yami and mouthed to Jou, �See you later.�
Jou answered him with a grin before diving into the water.
As Yami made the floors wet, angering the janitors, he had somehow managed to revive Yugi�s broken iPod.
�So Kaiba�you know who Jonouchi-san is?�
Seto ignored him.
Ass. It was just a question.
After a while Seto saw Yami listening to the iPod.
�You fixed it.�
Yami looked at him blankly. �I know.�
Seto turned his head away. �Hurry up, grandma. We�ll be late.�
Yami glared.
I swear� Seto Kaiba is the most impossible person I�ve ever met.
Yami smirked.
It�s a good thing today is going to be the last I speak to him.
Annoying when you eventually realize you�re wrong, right?
End Flashback
The days and months that went past were met with endless fights and schemes to get back at other. One of the more interesting ones involved flour, feathers, egg yolks and red hair dye. Everyone had the opportunity to see Yami as a human chicken. He retaliated. Seto was forced into a girl�s uniform and pigtails for the rest of the day. True love. Sigh.
�So it�s settled then.� Rika announced.
Keiko smiled. �Yes. Absolutely. It�s a perfect day.�
Rika looked at Seto mockingly, �We�ve decided on the date. The wedding will be on September 25th.�
Seto clenched his hands so hard that his fingernails drew blood. Bitch.
�Just wonderful, don�t you think so, Seto?�
Seto attempted a smile. �Yes, Rika-Obasan. September 25th sounds perfect.�
September 25th�Jou and I� Our Anniversary.

Yami sipped his hot herbal tea that night, thoughts of his wretched engagement with the biggest egoist in the country floating in his mind. Prior to this warm evening, Yami had noticed Seto�s tenseness when Rika-san announced their wedding day.
Maybe that day has some sort of meaning too him�
Yami frowned at the taste of his tea and wondered if Yugi had mistakenly mixed his mint tea into Yami�s lavender one.
Either way, that bastard can sulk all he wants. I don�t care. I�m too young to get married.
The door creaked open and in came his brooding brother.
�Don�t look so sad, Yugi.� Yami said, opened his side table drawer. �Look what I have.�
Yugi looked up and a grin burst on his face. �It�s my iPod! You fixed it!�
Yugi eagerly grabbed it and saw that all his episodes of xxxHOLiC were still in it.
�I am forever in your debt, O Great One�
Yami sat in a genie position and smiled, �Your wish is my command.�
Yugi laughed and lay back on the fluffy bed. It was a huge monstrosity, being king sized as it was. It was covered in blood red comforters and pillows and comfy black cotton bed sheets. It looked like a humungous Black Forest cake.
�You�re bed is so�soft.�
Yami snorted, �Of course it is. I designed it. As well as everything in this room.�
�It�s a good thing mom and dad can afford to have you craze up your space.�
Yugi scanned his brother�s room with wandering eyes. Everything in sight was black, red or silver. Very emo. Or maybe his brother was just a psycho. Who knows?
�So what do you want?� Yami asked, lowering the volume of his TV, �You didn�t come here for small talk.�
Yugi fiddled with his fingers and sighed.
�What�s going to happen?� he asked, �After your married that is?�
�I�m afraid I�m getting confused.�
Yugi took a deep breath. �After you and Kaiba get married, will you be moving out? What about�you know�here? Managing the two companies is going to be hard. What about school and your band? Kaiba takes days and days off if he�s having trouble with work� I�m just worried that you�ll forget about this life.�
�I won�t.� Sigh.
Yami lay down beside his brother. �I haven�t actually thought about that yet� I honestly don�t know, Yugi. Maybe I�ll stay here and Kaiba can run the Corporations by himself.�
Yugi smiled sadly, �You know he can�t do that.�
�I know.� Yami said quietly, �And that�s the worst part.�

�Morning Yami,� Mai greeted.
Ryuuji grabbed his Physics book and closed his locker. �Why�d you skip practice yesterday?�
�I was�busy.� Yami replied vaguely, �It was a family thing.�
�Was your mom being obsessive again?� Ryou asked sympathetically.
Yami snorted. �You could say that.� You guys will have heart attacks when you hear that I�m getting married. To Seto Kaiba no less!
�Come on. We�ll be late for Physics.� Yami said, tugging on Ryuuji�s blood red shirt, �Bye guys.�
�Bye Yami��
�Yeah, yeah.� Ryuuji mumbled, �You do know that hot macho men like me are not meant to be Physics class.�
Yami rolled his eyes and said, �Ryuuji, I completely understand the man part but the �hot and macho� I just don�t get.�
Ryuuji punched Yami�s arm. �Very funny, Yami-chan.�
Yami�s eye twitched. �Do not call me Yami-chan.�
Ryuuji batted his eyelashes. �But your mom calls you that.�
�When I was six. Now shut up and get to class.�

While Mai was off having Art History 3 and Ryou and Yugi were in Trigonometry 2, Ryuuji and Yami were stuck in Physics. Listening to the teacher blab on and on about volumes and surface areas of icosahedrons just didn�t appeal to either of them.
Yami�s pencil made a soft tap-tap sound as he repeatedly hit it on the desk. His ears had completely tuned out whatever the teacher was saying and his eyes had wandered over his classmates.
First of there was Ryuuji, randomly doodling on the spine of his Physics textbook while checking out Miho�s boobs from his left. The said girl was busy twirling her hair and making GooGoo eyes at Hiroto Honda. Honda was chatting with a guy with shocking dark blond hair who was also busy trying to get Seto to notice him.
Kaiba actually seems to be not making fun of something or someone� Wow. That�s a shock.
Yami�s pencil stopped tapping as he followed Seto�s gaze.
I wonder what he�s looking at�
Or more likely, who?
Deep pools of red followed the CEO�s ice-cold gaze and stopped at a familiar blond head. The said blonde teen�s mouth was curved up into a small smile. Yami snapped his attention back to his fianc� and watched a similar smile bloom on his face.
Complete shock.
Kaiba just smiled�at Jonouchi Katsuya.
What the fuck?

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Esu-chan (End Type 9:08 PM, November 12, 2007)
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