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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: Muahahaha. I�ve updated. Let us rejoice!
◊Yu-Gi-Oh◊
Yami�s eyes narrowed suspiciously at Seto until he drew his smile back and glared. Yami glared back.
Something is up with Kaiba�
Yami turned back to the teacher.
And I�m going to find out what it is.
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During lunch, Yugi had pulled Yami aside and into a dark classroom.
�What the hell, Yugi?� Yami complained, �Now I�ve got dust all over my uniform.�
�Shut up, Yami.� Yugi said seriously, �This is important.�
�Whatever,� Yami mumbled, pulling dust off his blue jacket.
Yugi glared at him and snapped, �Pay attention!�
Yami straightened up. �What do you want?�
�What are you going to do?�
Huh? �About what?�
�About Ryuuji, Ryou and Mai!� Yugi replied impatiently.
�Get to the point, Yugi. I don�t have time for this.�
Yugi groaned. �I meant, what are you going to say to them? You�re getting married. Don�t think they�ll stay oblivious forever.�
�I was sort of hoping it would��
�Yami!� Yugi whined, �You have to do something about this! You�re getting married in two months!�
�And so? If I can keep this marriage a secret, so can you and everybody else. I can�t have them know about it. I can�t.�
�You have no choice. Kaiba broke up with his anonymous boyfriend the other day. The press will start nosing into everything he does and they will find out about this marriage. Whether you want them to or not.�
�Let me guess, the magazines that I saw the other night hidden under your bed were tabloids and not gay porn subscriptions.�
Yugi hastily changed the subject. �That�s not the point. Now, I�ve told everyone that we�ll be hanging out at the Pizza Company after school because you have a big announcement to make. You will be there.�
�I really don�t have a choice in this, do I?�
�Yami,� Yugi started, �This whole situation is totally fucked, I know. But we can�t keep things from our friends. Do you remember that whole Bunny incident?�
�Who wouldn�t?�
Yugi smiled sadly, �I can�t afford to have that happen to you. It�s unfair. You have to tell them.�
Yami tapped his hand against Yugi�s cheek and said, �And they call me emo.�
Yugi growled and pushed his brother�s hand away.
�I�m just a concerned brother,� Yami added, �You still haven�t gotten over him.�
Yugi knew it wasn�t a question.
�Come on,� Yugi muttered, �Let�s go get lunch. Don�t forget. 5:30 later.�
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Yami bit into a piece of lettuce and dipped it again in mayo. During lunch, Yami had a habit of walking around the pool and flicking bits of lettuce at the crystal blue water. The tiny leaves would float momentarily before sinking or rippling away.
Crunch. Yum.
It had only been two days since Haruka and Keiko dropped the bomb of his sudden and soon nuptial bliss. Tomorrow would be Friday, his birthday, the day when his engagement would become completely legal. Yep, he definitely had to tell them.
Yami crunched into a cucumber and rounded the corner. Voices. Yami halted and stood behind the bleachers. He chewed quietly and peeked out. He saw two figures sitting on the lowest tier. Yami clambered under the beams and saw blonde and brown hair.
Kaiba and Jonouchi? What in the hell are they doing here? Together?
Yami swallowed the vegetable he was eating and edged closer. The voices started to get clearer. He stuffed another cucumber into his mouth.
�So�will you marry me?�
Yami choked. WHAT?
Yami tried to dislodge the cucumber in his throat. What the hell is he thinking? We�re getting married! In two months
Jou smiled, �No way, Seto. You know I can�t.�
Yami coughed a little and raised an eyebrow. Wow. They must be close. Jonouchi called him Seto.
The blonde slapped a palm to his forehead. Well DUH. Kaiba just asked him to get married.
�Why not?� Seto asked.
�Because if you and I get married I�d have to give up all my dreams. I�ve been working for years to get on the Japanese International Water Polo Team and they�re considering me. I can�t take that chance.�
Seto sighed. �But then they�ll marry me to that oaf. We�re announcing it tomorrow at Mutou�s birthday party. Then the engagement will be announced publicly to the press the day after. The only way I can think of to get out of this mess is to get married before they set the engagement.�
�I really can�t. I�m sorry.�
�Nothing I can do to make you change your mind?� Seto asked hopefully.
Jou smiled sadly. �Nothing.�
Seto held Jou�s hand ran circles idly over it. �I�m getting married to him but I don�t have to love him. I promised you�d be the only one, right?�
�Yes you did.�
Jou leaned forward and was about to give the CEO a kiss when a sharp ring disturbed the peaceful silence.
Ring-ring.
�Oh shit!� Yami whispered, fishing his phone out of his pocket, �Fuck, fuck, fuck!�
Yami ran for it and simultaneously tried to turn the phone off. Why mom? Why of all times did you have to call me now
Yami dashed under and over the beams as he heard Seto run behind him.
�Hey you! Come back here!�
Yami flipped his phone open and said quickly, �Mom. Not a good time. I�ll call you later. Bye!�
Yami! Don�t you dare�
He closed the phone and ran back into school. He squeezed himself into a janitor�s closet until he heard Seto run past him.
�Shit.� Yami breathed, �That was close.�
He crept out and was about to round the corner when suddenly�
�Yami?�
The said teen turned around slowly and smiled.
�Why�If it isn�t Kaiba. What can I do for you on this fine day?�
Seto raised an eyebrow for Yami�s choice of words. ��What were you doing inside a closet?�
Yami raked his mind frantically for an answer. The one he came up with was something a lot to be desired.
�I was watching porn.� He replied lamely. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY?
�...Ah.� Kaiba said, a smirk on his face, �I�ll leave you to your�devices then.�
Kaiba spared a look at Yami�s pants and snorted before walking away.
�The hell?� Yami murmured, looking down.
He saw white splotches of mayo on his blue school pants. Somehow, during his �get away from Kaiba� moment, the dressing of his salad had been spilled unceremoniously-slash-dumped on his pants.
Yami turned red.
Great. Now he thinks I�m a pervert. Stupid mayo.
Yami sighed and looked around. Where was a bathroom when you needed one? He went a couple hallways to his left and saw a white door with a stick-guy on a white plaque.
Aha! A bathroom. Thank you, Kami-sama.
A swift push the swung open and revealed an immaculate white bathroom. After pulling a handful of tissue paper from the machine by the sink, he ran it under hot water and proceeded to wipe all the mayo from his pants.
I wonder how long Kaiba and Jonouchi have been together?
Yami frowned as he recalled Seto�s down expression when Jou had denied his wedding proposal.
To refuse the man you love something that would make both of you happy� Jonouchi must be one hell of an idiot. If he had said yes, I wouldn�t be getting married to that ass.
He chucked the soggy tissue in a wastebasket and realized that now he looked like he pissed in his pants.
Fuck.
Yami splashed some cold water on his pale face and rest both of his hands on either side of the sink. There was something off about this whole situation. Jou�s refusal didn�t make Yami any more depressed and he just couldn�t place what he was feeling about the whole situation.
It was very, very frustrating.
Yami stared at his reflection and asked, �There�s no escaping from this wedding, is there?�
He looked away and wiped his face on his sleeve.
Yes. There was definitely no way to get out of it. No way at all.
Thing was, he couldn�t tell whether he was happy about it or not.
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�Where are they?� Mai complained, �It�s late. I have date in an hour.�
Ryuuji crinkled his nose in distaste. �With Keith Howard? That idiot?�
�He�s not an idiot,� Mai snapped, �He just has a learning disability.�
Ryuuji rolled his eyes. �That�s called idiocy.�
Mai glared at him. �Something you have as far as I can tell.�
Ryou put down his phone and said, �Quit it already. Yami and Yugi are here.�
Everyone saw Yami and Yugi running towards their table.
�Sorry we�re late!� Yugi panted, �Yami had another accident with Haga.�
�Again?� Mai asked incredulously, �That�s the third time this week.�
Yami groaned. �I have the worst luck in the world!�
Ryuuji patted his shoulder as Yami sat down beside him. �Maybe you�re just a klutz.�
�Shut up, Ryuuji. Nobody asked you.� Yami said irritably.
�Don�t mind him,� Yugi advised, �He�s PMS-ing.�
�He�s always PMS-ing.�
Yami crossed his arms and muttered, �Whatever.�
Ryou leaned forward and looked at Yami. �What did you want to tell us anyway? It�s all so sudden. Did something happen?�
Yugi smiled a little. �You could say that.�
�THE WORLD IS ENDING!� Yami wailed before slamming his head down on the table.
The people in the restaurant looked at them weirdly before going back to eating.
�Okaay.� Ryou replied, �Odd reason. I thought it was something more important.�
�But�but! The world is ending!� Yami repeated.
�Man, you�re making no sense.� Ryuuji said.
Mai rolled her eyes, �Just spit it out. It can�t be that bad.�
Yami took a deep breath.
�Guys�?�
�Yes?�
�I�m getting married. To Seto Kaiba.�
Silence.
Yugi stuffed his fingers in his ears and prepared for the apocalypse.
�WHAT???�
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�So Seto�what are you getting your fianc� for his birthday?�
Seto looked at Marik like he had grown another head. ��Nothing.�
Honda snorted and asked, �Seriously? You�re getting married and you don�t get your boyfriend a gift for his birthday? Bad move.�
Seto glared at him. �He�s not my boyfriend. This marriage was just brought about because of my respect to my grandfather.�
Marik rolled his eyes. �No need to get all snippy. I�m just saying it�s mandatory to get your fianc� a present. They�re a lot less annoying if you do.�
�Is that what you do to Malik?� Seto sneered.
�Of course not,� Marik replied, �I give him a lot se��
Knock-knock.
�Come in.�
�Onii-san!� Mokuba greeted happily.
�Hello, Mokuba.�
Mokuba jumped on his brother�s bed and asked, �Have you thought of a present for Yami yet? It�s his birthday tomorrow!�
Honda and Marik shot him a look that said plainly: We told you so.
Seto closed his laptop. �No I haven�t. What did you have in mind?�
Mokuba grinned. �I was thinking of giving him a new set of drums. He has his own band and I think I heard Yugi say that he broke his drums a few days ago.�
Honda snickered, �I think he broke it after he got wind of his engagement.�
�Shut up, Hiroto.�
�So?� Mokuba looked at Seto expectantly, �What do you think?�
�That�s great. We�ll go to the mall later.�
�Yay!� Mokuba cheered.
Marik looked at the bouncing brunette and commented, �This kid has got way too much energy in him.�
Honda sighed. �You think?�
◊Yu-Gi-Oh◊
A few days earlier�
�What do you think, anata?� Keiko asked.
Haruka looked at the brochure his wife presented to him and nodded.
�I don�t see why not.�
Keiko smiled. �It�s a perfect place for Yami�s eighteenth birthday party.�
�Most of Seto�s creditors will like the place, I think.�
Keiko sat down on the couch and leaned her head against Haruka�s shoulder.
�Do you think it�s right? Making Yami do this to make up for past mistakes?�
Haruka rubbed his wife�s hand. �Yami�s a strong boy, Keiko. We can be proud of him.�
�I hope so too.�
The brochure on the table read Okinawa Beach Resort.
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�You up for it, Jou?�
Jou smiled at his teammate, �I don�t see why not. Our team hasn�t had a proper break since training for the nationals.�
The teen cheered. �Hey guys! It�s happening!�
�What?� a voice shouted from the shower room.
�We�re going to the Okinawa Beach Resort!�
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Note from The Furry Yellow-Striped Koala:
Aha. The drama starts. I love this story. Please review.
Esu-chan (End type 8:18 PM, November 24, 2007)
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