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Tell Tale Dreams	By : AnironLegolas Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 2197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seto looked expectantly at Yugi, but he was patient. The subject seemed delicate to the boy.

Yugi tried to smile in reassurance, and he lightly shook his head. " Nothing you should worry about, anyway," he replied kindly. " Why? Do you think you are remembering things?" He tilted his head. Seto's blood ran hot for a second as he flushed.

" N-no, no. I just wanted to know more - in case I was remembering something and didn't know it." It was partly the truth. Those dreams, those NIGHTMARES, could be something, some kind of clue as to-

" It's late, Kaiba-kun," said the other boy suddenly, standing. " Do you want to head in? It's getting chilly out." Seto was reluctant but nodded, knowing he would need a good night's rest.

~~

This wasn't his bedroom. He had simple blue and white silk sheets on his four poster bed. He had a fair sized room, modest to his wealth of what he COULD afford. This was not his room. He bed was not so large or decorated with sheets with delicate and elaborate designs on them. His room didn't have a large balcony to the right or a gold framed full-length mirror. There was no wardrobe closet, or gold embedded in practically everything. He inhaled sweet incense burning at a nice, nightstand to his left.

" Where am I then," Seto asked himself. He was laying against the large and many pillows on this vast bed with many colors. He felt hot in this thick, robe-like garment that seemed to have three layers to it. His azure eyes studied the room and noted that it was night time outside. A gentle breeze blew the red curtains in and Seto shivered. This place felt ancient. Too ancient�

The left side of the large wooden double doors opened before him, and Seto scrambled up. The doors were far in front of him, but he could make out the being in white robes and gold jewelry, and that smirk.

" Y-Yami," he sighed, almost relieved. He relaxed and sat comfortably at the edge of the bed. As Seto studied the trimmings of the ceiling, he saw hieroglyphic texts written along the length of them. It suddenly hit him like gravity to the earth. He was in Egypt; and this was Yami's room; and this was a flashback which he lived in.

" I apologize, Seth," said Yami, walking to his vanity table and taking off all of the gold on him. " Those Executives of mine are so paranoid. They believe that Pegasus might actually do some harm to me. His Shadow Powers are nothing compared to mine."

Seto blinked at the Pharaoh, who watched him through the mirror on the table against the wall. 'Seth'? He was Seto. Se-to. Was it possible that he was addressed by different name in this time?

" You're not talking," Yami frowned, approaching the brunette. " Are you all right?" Seto wanted to edge away from the teen nearing him, but he kept still.

" Not at all," he lied, pasting a weak smile. " I'm just tired, is all." ' yeah, and losing my mind,' he added. Yami smirked as he stopped before him.

" Then you won't be up to what I have planned for us?"

Seto felt his blood boil at those words and he closed his eyes as he fought back his moan. Yami was so beautiful when he was lustful. Seto couldn't risk looking at the Pharaoh for fear of caving in. He needed to sort things out about his past before he engaged in any� activities with Yami. The other had other plans, though. Seto opened his eyes as he felt a warm hand at the side of his neck.

" I understand," said the Pharaoh, his eyes narrowing mischievously. " You're getting back at me for ignoring all this time, Hm?" His face moved closer to Seto's; only centimeters separated them. " We'll see who gives into whom." Firm and demanding lips meshed gently with Seto's. The brunette was intent on not surrendering, but a determined tongue opened his lips and pushed passed his teeth. Yami kissed him relentlessly until the azure eyed teen was forced to moan.

Yami responded in the same manner and kissed him harder, with more passion. Seto didn't want to give in without a fight, and so he responded to the Pharaoh's ravishing tongue. He could feel Yami smirk and apply more pressure and dominance. The possession washed over Seto and it made him hard. For some odd reason, whenever the other displayed such dominance, Seto got impossibly turned on. He unconsciously surrendered and allowed himself to be pushed up on the bed, and laid down the width of it.

The Pharaoh broke the kiss and stared into azure eyes. His ruby ones were tender as they took in the flushed and desire filled expression over Seto's face. " Oh Ra, I've missed you." His nimble fingers traced Seto's red lips lovingly. " I love you so much, Seth. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Seto wanted to say something, but he was at a lost for words. The sad and devoted look in those fiery eyes made his heart stutter. Is this what was in Yami's past? Was it this lost love that Yami in the present did not want to talk about?

He was overwhelmed with the same feeling. It was like it kicked in right at that moment. He took Yami's hand still at his lips, and his held onto them tightly. " You'll never know," he whispered, and kissed those fingers. Yami's eyes watered as he bent down and kissed Seto again with fervor and love. He expressed his untold feelings in that kiss. Seto responded in the same manner, embracing this, if only for this once.

Yami removed his High Priest's clothing and threw them on the marbled floor. There were no under garments that got in the way, and soon, they were both naked and sprawled on the sheets. The excess pillows were pushed off the bed as they kissed and flipped for dominance on the mattress's expanse.

Seto had Yami's hands pinned at either side of his head and attacked the tanned throat of his captive, suckling at the juncture of jaw and neck. Seto ground his hips down at the same time, making the Pharaoh cry out and arch. He fought against Seto's grip, wanting to touch the other, but the brunette wanted Yami to enjoy this. The Pharaoh did, after all, love being the submissive.

" Seth�" he moaned out. The brunette smirked after he marked his lover and moved down to a pert nipple. Yami arched again at the action. Seto released his grip and moved his hands to the other's hips, rubbing them suggestively. Yami's freed hands fisted in his sheets, trying to concentrate on breathing. Seto always took his breath away.

After the taller one moved to the other nipple, he kissed lower until he came down to a throbbing arousal. Yami watched at Seto took it into his mouth and began to hum. That always drove the Pharaoh wild, and he sucked harder as Yami began to involuntarily, but gently, thrust into his mouth, unconsciously seeking release.

" Ngh� oh Ra," moaned the Pharaoh incoherently. His knuckles were turning white as he gripped the sheets harder. " I- I'm going to come�it's too soon� Seth- stop. Please." Seto licked the underside in a coaxing matter and pushed Yami over the edge. He released with a hoarse cry, his hard orgasm racking his body. Seto pulled away and spat Yami's semen onto his palm. The other watched with hooded eyes as the High Priest kissed him next, and then spread his legs.

Yami's blunt nails scraped against Seto's skin, and a finger gently entered him. They have done this so many times before, but the brunette was always so careful, knowing that there was always a chance for injury. It didn't hurt, and he arched up for more, meeting the pace Seto's digit set upon him.

Seto smirked against his lips and added two more fingers. Yami moaned as his half erect arousal came back and brushed against Seto's hard and weeping one. Seto brushed against a bump and Yami deepened their kiss. The High priest pulled away, adding the sound of panting to the otherwise quiet room.

" I wonder how long I can do this," Seto whispered, hitting the nerves again. Yami bit his lip in order to not cry out. The pleasure went straight to his fully awakened erection.

" Damned tease," muttered Yami. Seto angled his fingers and hit something again. Yami couldn't hold back his cry this time.

" What was that, love?" asked Seto, smirking. The heat in those ruby eyes intensified as they were taken over by frustration and lust. Seto felt himself grow hotter.

" Do it," hissed Yami, opening his legs wider. " I want you in me." Those words and that expression made Seto's arousal pulse, and he withdrew his fingers and positioned himself at Yami's entrance. Pecking the Pharaoh's lips, he entered, and was engulfed in incredible and tight heat.

" Yami�" moaned the brunette, stilling as he was fully sheathed. Perspiration dripped from him. " Oh Ra, you're so tight."

" It's- been awhile," panted Yami, smirking. " You were mostly in this position before, remember?" Seto's mock glared and moved out before thrusting back in. He set an even pace, drawing out each movement of his hips. His hands snaked between them and began to pump Yami's arousal. The Pharaoh cried out and wrapped his legs around his lover. Seto picked up his pace.

" Harder," groaned Yami, his head tossed; his hands kept their positions on Seto's back. " Please, faster�" The High priest complied, his own lust getting the bet of him. He saw the exposed throat of the other and he hungrily lapped at it, marking him again.

" Mine," he growled, and thrust faster. Yami cried out from the possession of Seto's voice and pleasure coursing through his body. Seto hit that spot every time, driving his senses wild. His hips met up with his lover's, creating a fast and passionate pace.

Yami screamed with his love's name upon his lips. Seto continued to move within him, only to find himself losing it a second later�

He jerked awake. His limbs were entangled with the sheets and his pillow was damp with sweat. Seto lay there, panting and running a hand through his messed up hair. That dream� it was a flash back� it had to be�

Seto got up and washed his face. He felt hot and sticky, and his boxers were soaked.

" Shit!" he hissed uncharacteristically. He had a wet dream on a bed NOT HIS OWN. Oh no! Groaning, Seto stripped and stepped into the shower stall, taking a nice, cold shower.

When he stepped out, it was six in the morning. What to do now? Taking his blanket that was on the floor, he put on a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt and stepped out into the front porch. The sky was beginning to light up in the east. Seto sat on the bench and cuddled beneath the blanket, hoping to get some time to think or catch a nice nap.

In that dream, Yami called his 'Seth'. So that was his name before? Was he and Yami in love? Seto felt like kicking himself. Obviously there were! Why was it so hard for him to just accept already! Honestly! Wasn't this what he wanted? He would be with Yami, the one that he had been secretly lusting after.

They had a special bond. And with hate comes loves. It's scary, though, how they're linked. But if the Pharaoh had his memories back, was it possible that Yami had his old feelings again? Why couldn't he answer Anzu's simple question? Yami had been awfully quiet around him; even Bakura seemed to know something he didn't. Could Yami� did Yami�? What about Yugi? He must know too!

The sun began to rise and the chilly air began to ebb away. Seto folded the blanket and used it as a pillow as he laid down on the length of the bench. Perhaps he could find a way to confront Yami. How he would do it was something that he had to debate over. Would he want to do something like that? Maybe�

~~

" Ahh! Good morning everyone! Have a nice sleep?" greeted Sugoroku as everyone came down the stairs or out of their bedrooms on the first floor. Ryou and Jou were dressed and they were happy. Anzu came down smiling, as did Yugi. Bakura seemed a little disappointed, but that was to be expected.

" Hm, where's Kaiba?" asked Jou, looking around the living room and kitchen. Grandpa put a finger to his lips.

" He's still sleep, but out on the porch."

" Oh," said the teens and got a peak at the CEO. He looked so peaceful as he slept. Yugi gazed at him fondly.

" You know, you guys, he's not that bad," he commented, smiling. Bakura rolled his eyes, Jou and Ryou shrugged, and Anzu seemed to scoff.

" Uh huh," she said sarcastically. " Maybe, but he's still Kaiba."

" Give him a chance, Anzu," said Jou. " He might have changed. Hasn't called me puppy dog since yesterday. You may never know." Anzu rolled her eyes and walked back into he kitchen to eat some pancakes that Sugoroku had made that morning.

There was a flash and Yami came out of the Puzzle, slightly stretching. Ryou and Jou greeted him before they turned in. Bakura and Yugi stayed out there with the Pharaoh as the ancient one studied the Dragon Tamer.

" Why don't you just make your move, Pharaoh?" whispered Bakura curiously. " You really have nothing to lose."

Yami stayed silent. anksanks Bakura, but practice before you preach, hm?" he teased. Bakura's eyes narrowed and he flushed lightly. Yugi brightened, but his eyes didn't match his face.

" Bakura, you like someone?" he asked excitedly. " Who is it? Someone I know, maybe?" Bakura gazed at Yugi, almost as though he was telling him through his eyes but the Pharaoh's Hikari didn't catch on. He sighed.

" It's someone you know very well, Yugi," he replied with hinted sadness and turned in. Yugi frowned.

"Yami�" he glumly whined. The rest took place through their link.

Seto was awake as he heard everyone talk in the kitchen for the first time. He decided to remain in his position to figure out what would happen next. Then the conversation took place between the three of those that stayed behind. So he was right in assuming that Yami still had his old feelings.

He stirred and lazily opened his eyes. His arms and legs stretched as they could on the bench, and he sat up, yawning and rubbing his eyes..

" Ah, good morning, Seto," said Yugi brightly. The CEO turned to him and weakly smiled.

" Hello, Yugi," he replied, and stood. He gathered the folded blanket underneath his arm and moved to enter the cottage.

" What were you doing out here, Kaiba?" asked Bakura, obviously trying to avert the older teen's attention from Yugi.

Seto blinked innocently, keeping his knowing eyes on the Tomb Robber. " Well, I had� a nightmare." He smiled a sarcastic, assuring smile that made Bakura narrow his eyes and turn in. The CEO shrugged and turned to Yami, who was staring at the bench as though in deep thought.

" 'Morning, Pharaoh," he said with his 'contempt' and brush passed him as he walked into the house. A tingle lingered on his shoulder and he regretted coming in contact with the Spirit of the Puzzle. IT elicited odd reactions from him. Reactions that he dare not even THINK about for his fear of them. No one did that to him� no one.

~~

After breakfast, they hung out for a while before they eventually packed to make their way back tot he City. Seto had managed to 'tease' Yami, to taunt a reaction out of the Pharaoh to find out if feelings came back along with memories.

Jou and Ryou were currently dueling on the coffee table in the living room; Ryou was winning as his yami gave him telepathic suggestions. The blonde caught the shy smirk of his lover and the victorious gleam in Bakura's eyes, figuring out what was going on.

" Argh, Ryou!" he accused. " Tell Bakura to leave you alone."

Ryou blinked and tilted his head, that innocent characteristic of him taking over. " Why, Jou? He's not doing anything." Anzu and Yugi snickered.

Jou growled and placed a monster in defense mode. Ryou activated his 'Change of Heart' and gained control of it. It was the 'Red Eyes Black Dragon'. The blonde had no monsters to defend himself, and Ryou used the Dragon to attack Jou directly.

" Good duel, Jou," said Ryou, smiling. His lover huffed and gathered his cards. Bakura laughed.

" Looks like someone's going to sleep out on the couch," he teased. His Hikari flushed and cast a sweet, apologetic gaze at Jou, who now stood, prepared to leave.

" Oh Jou, you're not mad, are you?" asked Ryou tentatively. The blonde looked away defiantly. The snowy haired teen's eyes began to water. He must have really offended his lover.

Jou heard Ryou beginning to sniffle and rushed to his side. " I was jus' kiddin', Ryou!" he cried, laughing that the other actually thought he was mad at him. " Don't cry." Ryou glared at him and shoved at him playfully.

" Jou! I can't believe you did that."

" Well, I can't believe you cheated," retorted the blonde affectionately, ruffling that long mane. Ryou giggled.

" Well, I can't believe you let me." The British accented one tapped Jou's nose. They both began tickling each other. Bakura stood and rolled his eyes.

" See what I go through everyday?" he muttered as the two began kissing and nipping at each other. " Honestly."

Anzu laughed and put a hand on his shoulder as she made her way to the bathroom. " Whatever, Bakura. You know you would do that to."

The Tomb Robber raised an eyebrow. " What are the chances of that?" He glanced at Seto who was about to say something from behind his novel. " Don't you even dare, Holy man." He froze. The CEO put his book on his lap and glanced curiously up at the Spirit.

" What?" he said as though he didn't hear properly. " Where did you get that from?" This could be a chance�

Bakura made an attempt to get out of the room that had suddenly gotten too silent. Again, he had let something slip. " It's nothing, Kaiba," he snapped, half-angry at himself and in annoyance. " It was nothing." He made his way tot he kitchen.

" Bakura, what did you mean?"

Yugi laughed nervously, putting a hand behind his head. " Perhaps he meant that you were a man of many morals," he said, trying to cover up. Yami beside him on the couch kept his eyes on Seto, looking for a reaction. Yet, in gazing at the CEO he was revealing his own.

Seto's eyes flickered to ruby ones, and he could clearly see that the Pharaoh wanted him to remember. There was a fire of hope and determination, and a will to mentally FORCE some memory into his head. The brunette was suddenly lost in his own thoughts, and his eyes glazed as he had a brief flash of the dream he had last night. - or rather, the flash back he had last night.

" Seth," he whispered, the name soft and familiar on his tongue. His azure eyes now clear and knowing rose up to meet shimmering scarlet ones. " Your High Priest."

Yami's gaze was unreadable. Was he between sorrow or joy? Blessing or damnation? Hope or discrimination? What was running through that mind of his?

" Ready to go?" Sugoroku appeared out of the room with his bags. Anzu came out of the bathroom shortly after. Yami dropped out of his trance as Yugi stood and helped his grandpa. Ryou and Jou got up and followed them, instantly engaging themselves in a conversation with a flustered Bakura.

Seto sighed and stood, preparing to get his own bags from his room. It was strange how Yami acted. If he remembered, was the Pharaoh afraid that something would change? Was he afraid that Seto would suddenly fall in love with him, and he wouldn't know how to fight him off? Or was the Spirit afraid that Seto would know what they had been, and ignore Yami for fear of repeating the past?

Ruby eyes with a sad glow in them watched as the CEO disappeared up the steps.

To Be Continued�
- 4
- 5
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