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Black Chaos	By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from this story and do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. I just own the plot or lack thereof.

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The song featured in this chapter is “One and Only” by Adele. Sappy, I know.
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Yep, whoever it was made one hell of a Seto Kaiba. His gaze was emotionless, his face gave away no emotion. Finally when the fake Jonouchi seemed to be done yelling, he smirked triumphantly.
“Bark all you want dog, you know an excuse for a duelist such as yourself would never stand a chance against someone as superior as me. Not even the geek squad can help you. You’re useless,” the Kaiba spoke in his voice. It was a perfect match. He wondered who had him pinned so easily. Finally the duel started, and the Kaiba was being flat out ruthless, destroying Jonouchi’s life points as he mercilessly berated him. And then he noticed the insults from both sides seemed to be taking on some completely different undertones. They weren’t exactly being subtle either.
“What goes on inside that big head of yours, moneybags?” the Jonouchi asked after a particularly brutal combo that destroyed all his monsters.
“Wrap your mouth around it and you’ll find out,” he said evenly, smirking. Oh shit, were they really going to be shouting sexual innuendos around now? He noticed the crowd perked up. They must have been waiting for it to get to this point.
“Believe me, prick, my mouth can more than handle whatever you chose to shove in it,” the blonde’s shit-eating grin was in place as Seto groaned. Hoping he never dueled the blonde in real life in case it went down this path.
“You do realize you sound like a whore,” the other Kaiba pointed out as the opposing blonde made his move, which managed to wipe out some life points.
“Ha! Looks like your brain is in the gutter with your life points! You can take it and shove it, bastard!” the blonde exclaimed, once again opening up the possibility for a sexual innuendo.
“And you’ll be a good bitch and take it, won’t you?” the voice showed no amusement, but the faint raising of an eyebrow got the point across. He made his move, and it was obvious the blonde was getting his ass kicked.
“I ain’t no bitch! ‘Specially not yours, you sick fuck!” he yelled while trying to make a move, but clearly too pissed to do so. Well, he was trying to act pissed, Seto could see his friend’s eyes shining with laughter. He must really enjoy getting his ass kicked and being humiliated. Or maybe he just hates Jonouchi that much. Whoever was playing Kaiba must enjoy it to. Whoever was playing Mokuba and Noa seemed in on it to because both were huddled against their ‘brother’s’ trench coat and encouraging him to ‘show him how a Kaiba does it’!
“I’m going to contract rabies if you don’t stop foaming at the mouth. Now make your last useless move, I’ve wasted enough time here,” the Kaiba spat in typical ‘I’m too good for you’ fashion. At that moment the real Seto decided he had to find out who the man behind the fake Kaiba was. Even his strategies mirrored his exactly. Whoever it was had obviously spent a lot of time observing him, and his thoughts instantly jumped to the geek squad. But the only ones tall enough to remotely pass for him were Honda and Katsuya, but Katsuya had left and Honda was there as Pegasus.
“You think you’re so damn important, you know that? You’re just a rich kid that don’t know manners. I’m not a fucking dog, but at least people like dogs! No one can fucking stand you because you’re such a god damned asshole!” the Katsuya yelled, playing a combo of cards that seemed to turn the tides in his favor, but a well-placed trapped card on Kaiba’s side of the field killed that hope and wiped out the rest of his lifepoints.
The other Kaiba smirked with contempt as the remaining monsters faded away. He then turned away and began to saunter in the direction of the bar, dragging his ‘brothers’ with him, but not before turning his blue gaze on the real Kaiba and winking. The other Jonouchi jumped up and met him there.
“Hey, Kaiba, how about a good ol’ fashioned drinking contest? Me versus you?” with suggestion the entire club decided to have a drinking contest, Seto was shoved to the fake Kaiba’s side at the bar with Atem. He and Akefia shared a knowing glance, staring between Seto and the fake Kaiba for a second and grinned even wider. They were planning something, but Kaiba couldn’t figure out what. The two younger Kaiba brothers teamed up, and Honda and Otogi teamed up. Shots were slammed down in front of everyone, and the game began.
“Mokuba, don’t you think you two are a little young to drink?” the other Kaiba asked, pointing at the two incestuous brothers.
“Nii-sama! They didn’t check out ids so we’re fine. Now drink up, or do you want that street rat to beat you?” he asked innocently. And Kaiba realized no one’s id had been checked and that everyone was under age except Mai and the spirits. What this club was doing was illegal, but Pegasus just smiled from his seat across the room where he idly sipped a glass of wine. This place needed to be shut down if underage drinking was so commonplace here. Jonouchi could just find another job, because he intended to shut the club down as soon as he returned to work the next day.
“Hn,” he snorts, shooting the shot a death glare before tipping it back. The real Seto follows, and soon everyone follows suit and the game begins. The crowd watches expectantly, seeing who will bow out first. Everyone seems to be going strong four shots later until Noa admits defeat and orders some tea. Seto wonders how the hell did all this happen and curiosity still nags at him about who his doppelganger is. The man’s insults towards the fake Katsuya are once again starting to take double meanings, and the other’s responses let everyone know he’s more than happy to play along. Two more shots go down smoothly until Mokuba resigns and orders a coke. Another shot and Hiroto opts out, ordering a beer and having a very friendly looking conversation with Ryuji who every so often whispers obscene things into Akefia’s ears, causing the other to laugh and say something just as bad back. The two have a brief, sloppy makeout session before the Varon wannabe decides he’s had enough and he and the Pegasus look a like head off. The fake Seto says something about bitches in heat and receives a punch in the arm.
Another shot. Kaiba figured whoever was being him would be too drunk to keep the act up much longer. He’s certainly drunk enough to try to put a move on himself, and when he thinks about acting out on it he turns to the shipping of the hour. How Akefia ended up in the others lap on a barstool was unknown to everyone, and Atem chuckles under his breath.
“Cute couple, don’t you think?” his normally regal voice is slightly slurred as his now lavender eyes peer at him from under the fake platinum fringe framing his tan face.
“Does it even bother you that your boyfriend is dry humping someone else?” he asks incredulously, and realizes that Mai had decided to join the two by sucking on the other Kaiba’s ear as the Thief King sucks on his throat. The crowd, smaller than before, watches with upmost attention.
“I usually try to join, actually,” he says with liquor encouraged honesty. The threesome take a pause to take another shot, in which the other Kaiba shoves Mai away and not so gently pushes the blonde from his lap. The female blonde whispers something into the fake CEO’s ear before leaving.
“You better hope that didn’t leave a mark, bitch,” the brunette growls as he scowls.
“What can I say, I’m teething. Disobedient puppies do that, master. Maybe you should take some time to train me,” he slurs and laughs at himself. Kaiba knew drunk or sober Jonouchi would never say that, and he tried not to laugh. Everyone takes another shot. They all realize the game is going to end soon, and from how well the other Kaiba seems to be holding up, it looks like he’s winning two tonight.
“Big brother you’re going to have a hangover! Shouldn’t you stop?” the little Mokuba wannabe asks with as straight a face as he can manage.
“Don’t worry, Mokie, the dog will be done soon enough. Actually,” he pauses as he watches the blonde grab Atem’s hand and rush towards the exit, “looks like I just won. It’s just me and Amelda now, and I can tell he’s one shot away from vomiting.”
The two Kiaba brothers take careful glances at the real Kaiba, and he stares right back, wondering who they were under the mask. The Noa one had barely said one word the whole night, clinging to Mokuba’s side in a not so brotherly manner. The real and fake Kaiba lock gazes before downing another shot. And much to the other’s prediction, Seto high tails it to the bathroom to puke and passes out over the toilet.
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Seto comes to a bit later and curses at himself for losing a drinking game against some jackass dressed up as him. He calls for a limo to come pick him up and begins to wander back to where the entrance is. He stops at the entrance to the room when he sees three familiar figures on the stage, chatting amongst each other. Ryou, Yugi, and Jonouchi all look wasted and are chugging Gatorade. They obviously don’t see him, for the second time that night he decides to eavesdrop.
“Who was that song about Jou?” Yugi asks, smiling. The blonde wrinkles his nose in distaste.
“The same guy I gave an orgasm to five minutes later,” he finally replies, confusing the other two.
“Wasn’t he a Dartz guy or something?” Ryou asks, leaning against Yugi.
“It was a pretty good cosplay, I’ll give him credit. But I knew who it was anyway,” Katsuya says casually as he strums his guitar without thought.
“But who was that?” Yugi persists and Kaiba wonders in horror if he knew it was him, and how he planned to use this against him in the future.
“If he wanted everyone to know who he was he wouldn’t have dressed up! I’m not outing another man. Just like I know you two have yet to out me,” he says. Out him? He hadn’t even dressed up, so what was he talking about? And since when had those three showed up anyway?
Pegasus enters the room to toss a set of keys at Jonouchi.
“Lock up. You know where the guest rooms are. And, as usual, excellent show Jonouchi. You get better every time,” he smirks before exiting. After he leaves the trio go quite until Yugi gets in Jonouchi’s business.
“Jou, I know when you write songs you always write two. Will you play us the second one?” he asks sweetly, casually running his hands through the thick blonde hair of his friend.
“It’s too damn bitchy. I’m horrified I wrote it. That first one is bad enough,” he pouts. Kaiba’s interest is piqued.
“Does he know you feel this way?” Ryou asks quietly, his warm brown eyes encouraging answer.
“Fuck. No. Last time I saw him he pissed me off and I punched him in the face. Romantic, huh? And I don’t see him returning the sentiment any time soon. Actually, I predict the next time we meet him he’s going to make my life a living hell. I predict utter humiliation and to have my ass handed to me,” he said bitterly. Upon hearing the blonde’s little speech Seto felt those foreign emotions inside of him rear their head, as well as a flashback of how perfect it had felt to have the tan, lithe body moving against his own.
“Jou, sing us your song. Please?! It might feel better to get it off your chest. You don’t brood very well,” the small teen said to him. Ryou smiled at the taller teen in encouragement, and he heard the blonde sigh.
“Fine, but no comments about how pathetic it is, alright?” he said as he began to strum up a soft tune. The brunette waited anxiously, having no intentions of leaving until he heard whatever this song was that was devoted to him. He felt flattered that the other thought of him so much, and he felt those strange emotions again. The ones that made his heart beat faster and his stomach tingle inside. Or maybe that was from vomiting. Probably from vomiting.
“You've been on my mind, I grow fonder every day. Lose myself in time, just thinking of your face.”
The words warm, sweet and smooth, like honey. Seto liked the sound of the voice singing them. Jonouchi was certainly talented with music, and the blue eyed teen felt touched in a way he had never felt before.

“God only knows why it's taken me so long, to let my doubts go. You're the only one that I want. I don’t know why I’m scared, I’ve been here before. Every feeling every word, I’ve imagined them all. You’ll never know if you never try to forgive your past, and simply be mine….”
How right the amber eyed teen was, Seto thought, watching the emotion welling up in the other’s eyes. He knew he meant every word he sang, and that his whole heart was in it. And all that emotion was just for him.
“I dare you to let me be, your, your only and only. Promise I’m worthy, to hold in your arms. So come and give me a chance, to prove that I’m the one who can, walk that mile until the end starts.”
Yugi and Ryou’s gazes were firmly upon Katsuya, who was obviously not aware of anyone else in the room. He was lost in his music, forgetting all his frustrations as he sang. He pictured that he was singing it to Kaiba and Kaiba was smiling the whole time. Not a condescending smirk, but a real smile. One that made his icy eyes melt into a warm ocean of blue that he would love to get lost in.
“I've been on your mind, you hang on every word I say. Lose yourself in time, at the mention of my name. Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close? And have you tell me, whichever road I choose you'll go. I don't know why I'm scared 'cause I've been here before, every feeling, every word, I've imagined it all. You'll never know if you never try to forgive your past and simply be mine.”
Though the elder Kaiba brother might not be the keenest on emotions, he knew whatever he felt right now had nothing to do with hate. He had always felt it around the other teen, but had always dismissed it. Gozaburo said emotions were for fools and only stood in one’s way. He listened to the words. Forgive his past? He wondered how he supposed to do something like that.
“I dare you to let me be, your, your one and only. Promise I’m worthy, to hold in your arms. So come on and give me a chance, to prove that I’m the one who can, walk that mile until the end starts.”
The words were so honest, so pure, and Seto was sure he had never heard anything so beautiful before. He suddenly felt guilty for all those times he had so viciously put the other down, and guilt is another emotion that he was quite foreign at.
“I know, it ain’t easy, giving up your heart. I know, it ain’t easy, giving up your heart. Nobody’s perfect, trust me I’ve learned it…”
These four lines alternated for a bit before he finally repeated the chorus again. After he was done, he sent questioning gazes to his two friends, who beamed widely at him.
“Oh, Jonouchi! That was so beautiful, I always knew you were a closeted romantic, and I bet he is too. I bet he can’t wait for the chance to spoil his puppy rotten,” Yugi gushed, and Katsuya cringed.
“What’s with the dog shit? Why does everyone think I’m a dog? You know what, forget it. I’m going to go barf my guts up now. I had entirely too much to drink tonight and I feel like death,” he stated before heading towards were Kaiba had been hiding in the shadows. The drunk puppy stumbled right past him and slammed the bathroom door behind him.
“Um, Amelda? I think that’s it, you can come out now. You need to get home, we closed awhile back. Do we need to call you a cab?” Ryou broke the silence.
“No necessary. I’ll be going now,” Kaiba spoke briskly before exiting. Well, he thought, it had certainly been an interesting night.
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