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Divine Intervention
Author: Serenity Miral
Pairing: Seto/Yami
Rated: PG-13 – R
Disclaimer: I still don’t own it. I have no money. I own
nothing.
Author’s Note. Check out this link and lose your mind, just
like Seto.
http://www.disasterlabs.com/index.php?sec=arfen2&mov=2620
Chapter Seven
Seto sat at his desk staring at his computer screen but not
seeing anything at all. His mind was a wreck. Not only was the scene with Yami
repeating over and over in his mind, but his ears were still ringing from Mokuba’s
wrath.
**Flashback**
The door to the office opened with a bang and slammed shut
from the force of entry. A very angry Mokuba Kaiba stomped in and planted
himself in a defiant stance across Seto’s desk.
Seto looked up in surprise to see his seething younger
brother trying to contain his temper. “What’s the matter with you?” he asked.
Mokuba refused to say anything. He took a deep breath and
stared his brother in the eyes.
“Seto, you’re my older brother, my protector, my best friend
and you know that I love you dearly. So you know that this is coming from the
bottom of my heart when I tell you this. PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS!”
Seto’s eyes widened in shock. Mokuba had never once spoken to him in such a
manner.
“Now wait just a moment Mokuba.”
“No you wait! How could you do this Seto? I love Yami! He
completes our family and you are tearing it apart with your pigheaded
stubbornness! How could you abandon him in the time when he needs you the most?
He told me that your love for each other would surpass any obstacle. I guess he
was wrong. I never knew that you could be so selfish and shallow. Wait, let me
rephrase that. I always knew you were selfish, but you were never so shallow in
all your life. I am ashamed of you big brother. Yami deserves so much better.”
With that, he turned on his heel and strode out the door.
When Seto returned home, he found Mokuba in his room, refusing to speak to him.
He entered his bedroom to find it empty of all of Yami’s possessions. He found
his engagement ring lying on the desk. In a fit of rage, he stormed out of the
house and returned to his office where he spent the entire night working in his
laboratory.
**End Flashback**
Now he sat behind his desk with a blaring migraine. His eyes
were bloodshot from lack of sleep. It didn’t help that Mokuba, in a sadistic
urge to torment him further, was watching that fucking Arfenhouse 2 movie at
full volume in his adjoining office.
He was miserable. His head hurt, he was tired and most of
all, he missed his Yami.
He stood suddenly and walked out the door.
“I’m leaving for the day, cancel all my meetings and take
messages for all my calls,” he barked at his assistant.
He walked into his private elevator and pressed the down
button. He was determined to make things right again, no matter what he had to
do. He opened up his cell phone and dialed a number.
“Isono, get me Ishizu and Malik Ishtar immediately.”
****
Yami was in agony. He had woken up with a searing pain in
his abdominal area. He stumbled into the bathroom to empty his bladder and
received a horrifying shock. He screamed bloody murder which brought Yuugi and
his elderly grandfather into the bathroom.
It took Yuugi a good fifteen minutes to calm the former
Pharaoh and explain to him that he wasn’t bleeding to death and this was the
reason Mai had given him the tampons. Fully embarrassed, Yami apologized for
waking the other two and henceforth kicked them out of the bathroom. He grabbed
the box of tampons and opened it, pulling out an applicator and staring at it
with a mixture of confusion and horror. He rummaged around until he found the
directions for application.
“Step One: Wash hands… okay, I already did that. Step Two:
Relax. Bullshit I’ll relax!” he grumbled. “Step Three: Positioning. Place the
rounded tip of the tampon…” He moved around and set everything up. “Step Four:
Insertion.” He gazed at the picture and followed the directions until…
“OUCH! MOTHER FUCKER THAT HURTS LIKE A BITCH!”
An hour later, Yami walked into the kitchen with a most
peculiar gait to his step. He was dressed in comfortable pair of black cotton
pants and a sweatshirt. The look in his eyes was murderous. Yuugi took one look
at the aching woman and offered her four ibuprofens and a glass of milk.
“This should help with your cramps,” he offered. Yami
snatched them from Yuugi’s hand and collapsed into a nearby chair.
“What did I do?” he cried. “What in Ra’s name did I do so
horrible to deserve this? I thought I was a pretty nice guy. I never did
anything bad, hell I even saved the world a bunch of times! Why do the Gods
feel the need to punish me?” he wailed, twirling a lock of multicolored hair
through his delicate fingers.
Yuugi shrugged his shoulders in sympathy while inwardly
grinning. Yami was acting like such a girl. He handed him a plate of eggs and
bacon and watched in humor as he devoured the entire thing.
“Hey Yuugi,” he interjected. “Do we have anymore of that
chocolate brownie ice cream?”
****
The rest of the day proved to be uneventful. While Yuugi
worked in the shop, Yami stayed upstairs watching movies, curled up on the sofa
with a heating pad pressed against his tummy and a large bowl of ice cream in
front of him. He heard the door open and shut. Thinking it was Yuugi, he asked
if he would bring him some more ice cream and ibuprofen.
“I apologize my Pharaoh, but I have neither with me.”
He whirled around to find Ishizu and Malik Ishtar standing
behind him. Ishizu bowed her head in respect while Malik stared and tried to
contain his laughter and failed.
“Here we go,” grumbled Yami. “Malik, why don’t you take your
sorry ass out of here and go find your old pal Bakura. You can have a laugh at
my expense with him!”
His response was to laugh harder.
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