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Sins of the Flesh	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1--01-
- 2--02-
- 3--03-
- 4--04-
- 5--05-
- 6--06-
- 7--07-
- 8--08-
- 9--09-
- 10--10-
- 11--11-
- 12--12-
- 13--13-
- 14--14-
- 15--15-
- 16--16-
- 17--17-
- 18--18-
- 6
- 7
- 8
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Sins
of the Flesh
- 07 -

Seto smiled slightly and gently smelled the flower,
another rose, being careful not to damage it. This was the fourth one in as
many days� There had, as yet, been no more chocolates, for which Seto was
grateful. He couldn�t help but be swayed by the simple gesture of finding a
rose in his locker, or sitting on his desk when he walked into class. He had
noticed that Bakura always contrived to be late for class when the rose
appeared on his desk� probably to offset any suspicion, which was really very
kind of him.

Bakura grinned when he saw Seto�s smile. His plan was
working� slowly but surely, it was working. Maybe he really would be able to
convince Seto to marry him�

�It�s working!� he said to Ryou. �Look at him� If I
asked him next week, I bet he�d say yes, at this rate!�

Ryou smiled slightly. �That�s good, yami. But�
Actually, I think you should work at it a little more. The flowers are good �
they�re obviously working � but maybe something� bigger?�

Bakura frowned. �Bigger?�

�Not literally bigger� just something more important.
Flowers are good, but you should get� more serious.�

�Ah-huh�� Bakura sat down, his mood noticeably dimmed.
�What if I don�t want to be more serious?�

�You want him to marry you. That doesn�t happen
without a certain level of commitment on your part.�

Bakura grumbled, but his hikari had a point. Getting
married � at least nowadays � wasn�t a lightly made decision� In Egypt, it
hadn�t been much of an issue� monogamy hadn�t really come into style yet. Now
he�d actually want to be with him �till death do you part�� he had a feeling
Kaiba would be a bit of a stickler for that.

�What if I don�t really want to get married?� he asked
suddenly. The prospect of a future with Seto hadn�t seemed bad � until he
realized that it was a future with only Seto (at least, if he wanted to
keep Seto, it would be only Seto), and quite possibly the rest of his
future.

Ryou smiled. �You�re only getting nervous. Actually, I
thought you�d freak out a long time ago.� He patted Bakura�s hand. �You won�t
regret it.�

�Thanks,� he muttered. He�d needed that. His future no
longer seemed suffocating � just pleasantly stable. What a weird moment of
panic, though. �So what do you mean by �something more serious�?�

Ryou shrugged. �I don�t know � something more
important than flowers. And� I�d stay away from the chocolates too. But I don�t
know how much longer I�ll be able to help you out here � so far, everything
I�ve told you is just general knowledge. Now you have start actually doing
things for him, not for just anyone��

Bakura frowned. �I don�t have a clue what I�m doing.
If you don�t tell me what to do, it�ll never work.�

Ryou smiled reassuringly. �Don�t worry, Bakura. You�ll
do fine. If you really want him to love you, you�ll do it right.�

�Hey, whoa � whoever said anything about love?�

Ryou just smiled knowingly.

Bakura caught up with Seto and said nothing, just
walking beside him. Seto glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

�What do you think you�re doing?�

�I�m walking with you, baka. What do you think?�

Seto said nothing, then glanced at him again. �I�m
deathly serious � if you try and drag me into another alley, you�ll never see
the sunrise.�

Bakura sighed slightly, frustrated. �I thought you
said you accepted my apology.�

�What else was I suppose to do � keep letting you
apologize in front of the whole school? That doesn�t mean I believed a word of
it.�

Bakura stopped, grabbing Seto�s arm and spinning him
around. �I meant that, you stuck-up prick. I would have given up after the
first time you told me to shove it if I didn�t.�

Seto angrily wrenched his arm away. �You�ve sure got a
strange way of showing it.�

�What, roses aren�t good enough for you? You want
flowers from the Amazon that haven�t been discovered yet? Would that be special
enough for the great Seto Kaiba?� He was still valiantly trying to resist the
urge to knock Kaiba on his ass� trying, and losing.

Seto was losing his own battle to not do the same.
�You leave me flowers � where everyone can see � and you think that makes up
for it? Every time you open your mouth, you�re still an asshole. You sure
didn�t make any effort to keep my little secret. I still don�t really know what
you hope to gain from this, but you�re doing a shitty job of trying to get it.�

That was it. Bakura punched Seto in the face, knocking
him back into the wall. �What I�m trying to get out of it is for you to like
me!� he said, and punched him again, sending him to the dirty ground.

Seto swept his feet out from under him, bringing him
down to the ground as well. �You�re sure doing a great job of it!� He grabbed
the yami�s shirt collar and held him still while he punched him in the face.

�If you weren�t such a jackass, maybe you�d try!�
Bakura threw him off and shoved him back against the wall.

�Maybe I�d want to try if you weren�t such an
asshole!� Seto kicked him in the chest and started to stand up.

Bakura grabbed his shirt and pulled him back down. �I�m
the asshole? I sent you chocolates, you jackass, and you gave them to your
brother!� He slammed him back against the wall.

Seto shoved him away and sat on top of him to punch
him in the face again. �I�m allergic to chocolate, you asshole!�

��You can�t be allergic to chocolate, you weirdo!�
Bakura pushed him away and rolled them over so that he was on top of Seto�s
stomach.

�Shows what you know!� Seto put his hands on Bakura�s
chest and tried to push him away.

Bakura pinned his hands over his head. �Why the hell
didn�t you tell me that, instead of making it sound like you just didn�t
appreciate them?!�

Seto just stared up at Bakura, both of them breathing
heavily. Bakura realized their position and let him go.

�Sorry,� he said, standing up. �You really are a
jackass, you know that?�

�And you really are an asshole.� Bakura offered Seto
his hand to help him up, and Seto hesitated a moment before taking it.

�You still don�t accept my apology?�

�You mean the one you delivered while trying to kick
my ass?�

�Exactly.�

�No, I believe it.�

�Good.�

Seto started walking again, and Bakura walked beside
him. Seto didn�t comment on it this time.

�Why are you doing this?� he asked finally.

�I told you; I want you to like me.�

�I know, but why?�

Bakura shrugged. �You know why.�

�You already know my answer.�

�I haven�t asked again, have I?� Bakura said
defensively. �But even you thought that my plan had merits. Admit it.�

�Maybe.� Seto refused to say more about it.

�Come on,� Bakura pressed. �If you don�t, then what
are you going to do? Are you just going to let this ruin you? I don�t
want that to happen � I�m trying to make sure it doesn�t.� Seto�s face seemed
to harden a little, but he said nothing. �But I�m not asking right now.�

�Good,� Seto said. �I�d have to hit you.�

�Are you sure you were ever a female? You�re incredibly
violent.�

�We�re in public,� Seto hissed. �Do you mind?�

�Not really.� Seto looked furious, and Bakura raised
his hands defensively. �I�m sorry � joke. There�s no one around, and it was funny.
You need to grow a sense of humor.�

�I don�t need to do anything except stay rich and
die.�

�And how, exactly, do you think you�re going to be
staying rich if you keep refusing me?�

�I�ll take my sabbatical and say I adopted it. We
Kaibas have a great tradition of adopting our heirs.�

Bakura inspected Seto�s stiff, straight bearing, the
way he refused to look either left or right. �Did I say something wrong?� he
asked curiously. �I don�t recall being much of an asshole for these last few
minutes��

�No, of course not. What could you possibly ever do or
say to piss me off?�

�Okay, sarcasm is uncalled-for.�

�Fuck you.�

�No, fuck you. Oh that�s right � I did.� Seto tensed,
and Bakura (mentally) slapped himself. �Sorry � I didn�t mean to say that.�

�Whatever.�

Bakura frowned. �No, not �whatever�. Either forgive me
or get pissed at me � but I�m fucking sick and tired of �whatever�.�

Seto stopped and looked at him, still obviously angry.
�Fine,� he said, and turned away again. �I forgive you. Now leave me the hell
alone.� He began walking again, not looking at Bakura. The white-haired yami
didn�t like that, and he caught up easily, grabbing the brunet�s arm near the
shoulder and pulling him back around. For a moment their eyes met and they
glared at each other silently.

�No,� Bakura said finally. For a moment, something
like defiance flared up in Seto�s eyes, then it died away and he slumped
slightly, shrugging Bakura�s hand from him and turning away.

�Fine,� he muttered, and started walking again. �Do
whatever the hell you want. I have enough of my own problems without having to
worry about you in the bargain. So if you don�t mind, I think I�ll just ignore
you.�

Bakura frowned and followed him. �I�m sorry,� he said
again. Strange how easy that had gotten to say. �Your problems are all my fault
� but I am trying to help.�

�Not all of my problems are your fault, you
egomaniac.�

�Like what?�

�You don�t have anything to do with the idiots that
work for me and the problems they�re causing.�

�Okay, that�s probably true,� Bakura admitted. �But
your biggest problems are my fault.� Seto said nothing, and Bakura took that as
total agreement. �I�m trying to help, but you don�t want me to.�

�You�re right,� Seto said, and didn�t elaborate.

�About what?� Bakura asked, confused.

�I don�t want you to. Actually, you could probably
help best just by leaving me alone.� His words were clear enough, but he had no
conviction behind them.

Bakura frowned at him. �Whatever you say.� Seto looked
at him suspiciously, but he wasn�t looking obviously devious, and he looked
away. He stopped abruptly before the closed gates to his mansion. �You walked
me home. Are you satisfied?�

�Nearly.� Seto looked toward him, and he gently but
firmly pulled him forward for a slow kiss, making sure he enjoyed it, then
turned away. He heard the gates close behind him and smiled slightly.

�Kaiba-kun seems different today�� Ryou noted in
class. �Did you do something to him, yami?�

Bakura shrugged. �Not really. I tried to walk with him
and he told me he didn�t accept my apology, and we knocked each other around a
bit-�

�You hit him? While he�s� like he is?� Ryou demanded
in a whisper.

�We pretty much hit each other. Actually, there wasn�t
a lot of hitting involved � more throwing each other around, I guess. And
anyway, that wasn�t very important. He believed my apology and then we argued
some more before he finally decided he was tired of arguing. He still thinks
I�m an asshole, though. How do I fix that?�

Ryou shrugged. �That�s the problem, yami� you are an
asshole. The only way to fix his opinion of you is to change for him.�

Bakura scowled. �I�m not an asshole, yadonushi, and I
can�t change.�

�You can if you want to.�

Bakura scowled again. Ryou was as much as saying that
he would change his whole personality just to get Kaiba. �I don�t see him
changing for me.�

�He�s not trying to catch you. He probably will,
though, if you finally get him.�

�When, yadonushi. When.� He settled back with a
contented sigh.

�If someone didn�t know you, yami, they�d think you
didn�t care about him at all and he was just a challenge for you.� Ryou didn�t
sound particularly concerned, implying that he knew better. Bakura really
didn�t have anything to say about that. Kaiba certainly was a challenge� Did he
really feel anything for him, though�? He wanted him to marry him, though
whether that was because he liked him any or because he wanted to win and prove
that his will was stronger, he didn�t really know. And he had been pretty
pissed when he had learned about those chocolates�

�So, what did you really do to him?� Ryou asked,
interrupting his train of thought, working at his paper. �He�s not acting like
this because you argued a little. He argues all the time.�

�Huh?� Bakura asked with a jerk. �Oh, I dunno. We just
argued a little bit� I kissed him when we got back to his place��

�What?!� Ryou suddenly exclaimed loudly, regardless of
the near-silent room. �You already ra-� He seemed to realize that everyone was
staring at him, including the teacher, and lowered his voice, leaning toward
Bakura to hiss at him. �You already raped him! What could possibly make you
think that he wanted you to kiss him!?�

Bakura shrugged. �Absolutely nothing � he didn�t. But
if I didn�t take the initiative and try and get this going someplace, I�d just
be leaving flowers on his desk for the rest of his life, because he�s sure not
going to do anything about it.�

Ryou seemed less than pleased with his explanation. In
fact, it apparently kind of pissed him off, because he hit him again.

�Bakura Ryou! Go to the office! Really � I never
expected this from you!� Bakura shook his head on the floor, trying to
comprehend how he got there. Ryou shot him a poisonous glare as he stood,
gathering his things, and left the room without a backward glance.

The class seemed to be in shock, so Bakura�s next
words were perfectly audible. �Son of a bitch��

�Bakura�� the teacher aid warningly as he sat up.

And of course he ignored her. �Go to hell, twat.�

Well, as he left the room, he was at least gratified
to see that Kaiba found it amusing.

�Fine, Ryou! I�m doing it wrong � but I don�t know how
to do it right! Tell me what the hell to do, and I�ll do it.�

Ryou nodded. �Fine. Just don�t do that again. I don�t
want you to accidentally hurt him even worse than you already have.�

Bakura sighed heavily. �Fine. I�ll ignore my own
thoughts and do what you tell me. Is that what you wanted to hear?�

�Yes,� Ryou said. �Because you have absolutely no
skills to deal with this � you proved that with what you told me today.�

�Fine, I get it! I fucked up!�

�Yes.� Ryou sat back on the couch and looked at him.
�First, you are not allowed to hit him again, ever, for any reason. Or shove
him or push him or anything violent at all. Even if he hits you. Understood?�

Bakura nodded, a sour look on his face.

�Good. Second, you are not allowed to kiss him or make
any advances whatsoever unless you know he wants you to. Don�t even touch him without
permission. Kaiba-kun doesn�t like to be touched, and I think you understand
why. You probably already undid any progress you had been making when you
kissed him like that.�

Bakura scowled further. �This �relationship� is going
to go nowhere, real fast.�

�It�ll turn out better than if you just take what you
want and force him to take it.�

�Hey!� Bakura sat up and jabbed his finger at Ryou.
�I�m not trying to force him into anything. It�s not like I was trying to rape
him-�

�Again.�

He scowled and sat back. He got the point.

�Good.� Ryou nodded to himself. �Now, the problem is
that he perceives you as an asshole. Actually, the problem is that you are
an asshole. So you have to change for him, if you really want him. Do you want
him that badly, yami? If not, this is just a waste of time.�

Bakura didn�t answer immediately. How the hell was he
supposed to know that? Anything he�d ever wanted before, he just took it. Like
he took Kaiba, the first time. Now� he was trying. And, if he didn�t want him that
badly, what was he doing sitting here and letting himself be ordered around by
his hikari? He nodded finally.

�Good.� Ryou smiled brightly at him. �You�re not
allowed to insult him anymore, you have to be nice to him� and it wouldn�t hurt
to be the same toward other people, too. If you see Mokuba, you have to be
really, incredibly nice to him. Kaiba-kun loves his brother more than anything
else, and if Mokuba likes you, he won�t be as hard to convince, because Mokuba
will be on your side too. Of course� Mokuba is very protective of his brother,
so� he might already hate you, if Seto told him what you did. Or he may hate
you if he finds out later. You have to be very careful��

�No shit, hikari,� Bakura said. �I already knew all of
that. Not that I�ll go out of my way to see that brat, anyway.�

�Now say it like you were talking to Kaiba-kun.�

Bakura blinked. Oh. Right. He was supposed to be being
nice� �I can�t.�

�Exactly. Because you would never say anything like
that to Kaiba-kun.� Ryou smiled again. �You really should try to get Mokuba on
your side, though � you�ll never get Kaiba-kun if you don�t get Mokuba-kun
first.�

�All right.�

�Good. And you need to learn about him. What he likes.
What he doesn�t like��

�He likes roses.�

�That�s good.�

�And books. Fiction.� He sneered a little. �He says he
likes to escape from reality.�

Ryou raised his eyebrows a little. Apparently, he
hadn�t known that. �That�s good too. Would have been better if you had said it
without sneering��

�He�s allergic to chocolate� That�s why he gave them
to Mokuba. And, apparently, he doesn�t like me.� He scowled a little.

�Don�t worry, yami � that�s what we�re going to fix.�

�We�d better.� Bakura scowled again. �I don�t want to
be doing this all for nothing.�

�How about instead of trying to seduce him, you try
and be his friend first? Get him to actually like you before you try to get him
to marry you.�

�How about I just shoot myself in the head now?�

�You mean you don�t want to be his friend?�

Bakura scowled. �Depends what that means. There is the
small fact that Kaiba doesn�t have any friends anyway. And that I don�t have
any friends. And that we�re both perfectly content to leave it that way.�

�Don�t worry � he actually want friends. He just
doesn�t know it yet.� Ryou gave his yami a pat on the head as he stood up. �You
get to help him. You should go to bed� you have a full day of being nice
tomorrow��

Bakura scowled but did as suggested� but he couldn�t
get to sleep. Something was nagging at the back of his mind� something about
fairytales�

�And it seems that Bakura�s public proposal � though
it�s obviously been turned down � he started a new flux of affection in
students � especially toward Domino High�s most eligible bachelor: Kaiba, of
course. Roses have been appearing everywhere as lovesick students apparently
try to win his affections. Well, good luck, girls. At least he seems to like
the flowers.�

Seto sighed and rolled his eyes, listening to that
last announcement over the intercom. Great. Now he was going to be mobbed by
starstruck cheerleaders and creepy fans�

He let the latest rose from Bakura fall against his
lips and smelled it absently, leaning his head on one hand on the desk. He
sighed wearily and looked up with only his eyes as he saw a female student come
up to his desk, looking at her silently.

She stammered a little and managed to do nothing more
coherent than blush and hand him a flower. He just looked at her until she went
away, then tossed the flower into the trashcan without looking at either. In
the front of the class, he heard her start sobbing; he just went back to
smelling Bakura�s rose, not noticing the dark chocolate eyes of a certain yami
fixed upon him�

Bakura stood by his own locker, waiting patiently for
Seto to come to his, not far away. Though outwardly impassive, he was beginning
to feel impatient. It certainly seemed that he was going to take his time about
this�

Finally, Seto strolled up and opened his small locker.
Bakura smirked as everything inside was promptly outside, spilling over the
floor. Seto�s lips were pressed into a thin line, but he resisted the urge to
swear and silently knelt down to retrieve his books and things. Seeing his
opportunity (with which he had presented himself), Bakura nonchalantly leaned
against the lockers beside his intended.

Seto�s dark glare tried to drive him away; Bakura
ignored the silent threat of homicide, or at least maiming, and knelt beside
him to help him pick them up. As he placed a book in Seto�s hand, he let his
own linger for a moment than strictly necessary; Seto either didn�t notice, or
didn�t mind, because he made no move to remove his own. All in all, it had been
a good plan. Here he was, spending quality time with Kaiba and no one was the
wiser, and he came off as a genuinely nice guy in the bargain�

They both stood up, and Seto placed everything neatly
back into his locker. No wonder it had taken a shitload more magic then he
expected to make it all fall; the guy was far too freaking neat. Was he really
a teenager? Of course, Ryou was fairly neat himself� but he was British. He was
allowed to be a freak.

Bakura pressed one last book into Seto�s hand and let
his touch linger again, brushing against him lightly as he walked away. Seto
stood in place for a moment, looking slightly downward, before he put the final
book away and closed his locker, forgetting to get his things for his next
class.

�Kaiba.�

Seto stopped and turned back patiently at the sound of
Bakura�s voice, holding his rose absently in one hand. �Hm?�

Bakura grinned. �You thought to could get away from
me?�

Seto raised his eyebrows. �So you really are making a
habit of walking me home?�

�What, you thought this entire last week I just
happened to walk next to you when I live in a completely different direction? I
was taking the scenic route or something?� Bakura asked, and started walking.
�Not that the scenery isn�t nice.� Seto bemusedly fell into step beside him,
not entirely certain if that last comment was actually talking about the
scenery or the view of himself.

�I didn�t realize I was supposed to wait for you if
you were late.�

�I wasn�t late,� Bakura scoffed. �School got out
several minutes too early.�

Seto blinked � mostly because Bakura sounded
completely serious. �You really are a psychopath. Or sociopath, I suppose. The
entire world doesn�t revolve around you, you know.�

Bakura laughed out loud. �Yes, Kaiba, the world
doesn�t revolve around you, you know.�

Seto smiled a little. �Yes it does. I�m rich.�

�My mistake.�

Seto had to smile, walking comfortably with Bakura. He
shivered a little, though, as a chill wind blew through them. That�s what he
got, walking around in the end of February with just his school uniform� Well,
at least it wasn�t snowing.

He looked up in surprise when he felt another weight
settle around his shoulders, and realized almost instantly that it was Bakura�s
uniform coat. His biggest clue was the fact that Bakura was just now moving
away from him, wearing only a tight black tee-shirt.

�What are you, an idiot?� Seto asked, trying to hand
him his coat back. �It�s February. And you�re from Egypt.�

He pushed it away, and settled it on Seto�s shoulders
once more. �Yeah, I know. On the other hand, I�m not cold at all, and you
obviously are. I also happen to have a bit more meat on my bones. I�m not fat,
but you, Kaiba-boy, are skinny.�

Seto shrugged. He couldn�t very well deny that�
Bakura�s coat was still warm from his body heat, and it smelled comfortingly
like him. It wasn�t bad smell, a little
sweaty, kind of spicy� a very manly scent, all things considered. And a little
hint of the roses he kept leaving for him�

�Kaiba? You there?�

Seto blinked and looked at Bakura again, realizing he
was smiling a little. �Yes, I�m here. Did you say something?�

�Naw, you just looked spaced out.�

�Oh. I see.� Seto didn�t really have much more to say
to that. He had been spaced out� thinking about how Bakura smelled. He
was glad he didn�t know that, at least� That would have been embarrassing.

�You really keep all those roses?� Bakura asked
suddenly. Seto self-consciously twirled the flower in his fingers a little.

�Why? Shouldn�t I?�

Bakura shrugged. �Just wondering. It�s kind of a
relief; I was hoping I wasn�t wasting my money.�

Seto snorted. �You probably stole them all.�

�I did not, and I am insulted that you would think
such a thing!�

�Then you probably stole the money for them,� Seto
said mildly.

�Ah� well, that I can�t deny.�

�I thought as much.� He didn�t seem too torn up about
it.

�I didn�t steal all of it��

�No, you mooched it from your hikari.�

Bakura inclined his head. �Which is not stealing. It�s
taking advantage of your resources. I�m sorry to admit, my resources may not be
as grand as yours, but I can get all that I need from them.�

Seto snorted politely, and just realized as he did
that they were standing outside his mansion gates, and probably had been for
several minutes. He didn�t really feel the urge to go in just yet, but it would
seem odd if he just stood out here talking to Bakura� �I have to go.�

�Sure,� Bakura said. He nodded and slipped through the
gates, and then realized he still had his coat and slipped back through the gates
to hand it back to him. Bakura took it and kept a hold of his hand through the
coat for a moment, looking at him. For a minute, Seto felt small and weak, and
he was afraid Bakura was going to kiss him again; then , he let his hand go,
and it passed. He smiled a very little at him and retreated back into his
mansion.
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