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Save Me	By : AnonymousTigress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4754 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh. I DO own Kya. I get no benefit or profit from writing Yu-Gi-Oh fan fics.
Author's Note: So...I've had a ton of readings done lately but...no reviews. Can't believe it, but FF.net actually sees more reviews for me.
CHAPTER NINE
Joey stared out the window as the songs on his ipod switched. He was mildly surprised that the crazy brunette was able to bring the car to a smooth stop, despite the speed he had been going. As soon as he had been seated and belted in the car, the brunette had taken off like a shot.
A quick glance up told Joey they would be there a while. This was the longest red light in all of Domino City. He didn’t realize that, in his shifting, his jacket sleeve had pulled up away from his knuckles.
Joey nearly jumped out of his skin when his injured hand was suddenly snatched up. He winced as a rough thumb ran over the cuts. He looked into the window’s reflection to see Kaiba closely inspecting his minor injuries. If Joey had to be honest with himself, it looked as though Kaiba actually cared.
He had to stifle a gasp when the brunette brought his hand up to press a soft kiss to the knuckles. He shivered when a tongue darted out to lap at the cut he hadn’t realized had opened. Kaiba slowly placed his hand back down before turning his attention back to the road. The light went green and they were off like a shot again.
This man is a psycho behind the wheel, Joey said to himself.
Seto didn’t know what the cuts were from, but he was going to find out once he got them home. While he had been waiting for Joey to come down, Seto had called the house and told Mokuba to make himself scarce. He knew from experience how volatile the blonde’s temper was and everything had been a bit too calm lately.
Soon he pulled up into the driveway. When the two climbed out of the car, Roland was waiting for them. Joey jogged up to the steps and waited at the door. He watched the two as he turned off his ipod and wound up his earbuds.
Kaiba exchanged a few words with him. Roland had his back to Joey so he couldn’t tell if the man was responding verbally or not. He must have, Joey thought, as Kaiba’s face broke in a small smirk.
Kaiba walked calmly up to the front door. Joey stepped to the side to allow the older man to unlock the door. He followed the brunette inside and to a large living room. Joey jumped when he heard a loud creaking sound.
Joey turned around to find Kaiba closing the doorway with two sliding wooden doors. A quick glance around the room told him that Kaiba had just cut off his only escape.
Fuck.
“Whadya want, Kaiba?” Joey demanded, dropping his bag by his feet.
Kaiba turned around with his arms crossed over his chest. He took a few steps closer to his Link but stopped when Joey took a step back.
“What happened to your hand, Wheeler?”
Joey frowned. Seriously? That’s the first thing Kaiba wants to say to him.
“Something pissed me off,” Joey snapped.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow, which only further irritated Joey.
“Anyone in particular? Someone I know?” Kaiba asked.
Joey shot him a glare. Kaiba chuckled.
“So me, then? What’s wrong, Wheeler? You’ve put up with more than this,” Kaiba told him.
His semi-calm nature broke.
“Ya damn right I’m pissed off at you! You’re not the one marked all over the neck as a result from some weird vampire…music…magic……thing! Not to mention a tattoo that you never said anything about! I may be blonde, but I ain’t stupid! There’s things you ain’t telling me!” Joey exclaimed.
Despite the blonde’s boiling temper, Kaiba remained calm. In fact, the man smiled at him.
“That ‘magic thing’ got you to actually talk to me, rather than shouting. I can’t control what you do while you’re under. And the tattoo? All you had to do was ask,” Kaiba replied.
“Ask?! You bastard! I didn’t even know the damn thing was there until Kya said somethin’! And the Hell you can’t control a damn thing!” Joey threw his hands up. “That’s it! I don’t know what I was thinking. Coming here was a mistake.”
Joey made for the doorway with a hope that the doors were unlocked. However, Kaiba brought him to an abrupt stop with a grab of his arm. He jerked him back to look him dead in the eye. Kaiba was no longer smiling.
“I’m not letting you out of this house! I already found you near death once before. I’m not going through that again!” Seto said, his voice rising steadily.
However, Joey was the first to explode.
“YOU TREAT ME LIKE A PIECE OF SHIT UNDER YOUR SHOE! I DON’T WANNA BE WHERE I’M NOT WANTED! SO STOP PRETENDING LIKE YOU GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ME! WHEN YOU AND I BOTH KNOW YOU DON’T!” Joey shouted.
Joey was unexpectedly swept off his feet. He suddenly found himself seated on Kaiba’s lap on a nearby couch. Kaiba’s arms locked around him like iron, but Joey still fought to get free. He didn’t want this. He didn’t want Kaiba.
“LET GO! LET GO OF ME!”
Kaiba tried to calm the blonde down by shushing him and keeping his voice in a low tone. But Joey refused to be soothed easily. And Kaiba knew that biting his Link’s neck right now would probably have the opposite result he wanted. So he decided to change his tactic slightly.
Joey cried out as he was rapidly moved again. Now, Kaiba lay stretched out on the couch with Joey on top of him. He curled Joey up on his chest, having him face the couch back. He rested the blonde’s head directly over his heart with one hand dug deep into Joey’s hair. He used the other hand to pull a blanket down off the back of the couch.
Kaiba pulled the blanket down over both their heads, blocking out the light in the room. His free hand came down to rest on the upper part of Joey’s spine. He gently scratched the back of Joey’s skull. Joey’s arms and legs were free, allowing for Joey to “defend” himself.
Joey’s adrenaline rush started to decrease rapidly with the steady heartbeat under his ear. He was starting to calm his breathing when one simple question broke open the flood gates.
“How long have you been hurting, Joey?”
Joey slammed his eyes shut, pressed his face into his chest, and sobbed. He had been hurting for so long. He had suffered bruises, cuts, burns, fractures, and even a few broken bones over many years. No one had ever noticed; no one had ever suspected he lied. He had longed for a savior that had never come. Because of that, he had built up walls to protect himself.
And here Kaiba was tearing down those walls with a single question. He cried and cried, tears flowing heavily down his face. The hand that swept through his hair was comforting. It told him that everything would be okay and that it was okay to let it all out; to let his pain out.
He didn’t even feel the other hand leave his upper spine. It felt really nice, though, when it slipped under his shirt at the base of his spine. It ran small circles over his lower spine. Joey continued to cry his eyes out until he was left sniffling.
“A long time.”
Seto didn’t stop caressing the blonde’s body when he spoke.
“What?”
Sniffle. “Ya asked me how long I been hurtin. It’s *SNIFF* been a long time.”
Kaiba didn’t need to see clearly under the dark blanket to know how pink his Link’s eyes were right now. Joey’s crying had come from deep down sobs that only developed from true pain. Seto felt him cringe at the hand on his spine. He stopped it, but then received a whimper in response.
Not wanting to question things and incur the blonde’s anger again, Seto continued with the gentle yet firm rubbing. Joey groaned. His back was flaring up painfully again, but he couldn’t find it in him to ask for help. He wasn’t trained that way.
He groaned again when Kaiba pulled him further up on his body. He automatically tucked his head under Kaiba’s chin. He sighed in relief when the hand scaled further up his back. Kaiba could feel his Link’s pain and he hated to admit how much that hurt that Joey was hurting. Suddenly, Kaiba thought back on Kya’s words.
“Keep an eye on your puppy. There’s more going on than you realize.”
He thought back on the last year. Many times he would see the blonde sporting a new bruise or cut while in class. At lunch, Joey never bought or carried lunch; he picked off pieces from his friends. On the days the blonde was late to class, the injuries were worse; limping on a twisted ankle, cradling a fractured wrist, etc.
Someone was hurting his puppy.
On a daily basis.
And his closest friends didn’t know.
Not even Yugi or Yami.
“This wasn’t the first time, was it, pup?” Kaiba whispered.
He heard a few sniffles from the blonde. He ran his hand back up the other male’s back. He was surprised when a hand came down to press on his hand. For a minute, Kaiba thought Joey would pull his hand away. However, he was surprised when the hand simply moved his over to the left of his spine.
Now relocated, Joey pulled his own hand back in favor of curling up. Ah. So the puppy’s back was ailing him worse than he thought. Kaiba massaged the new area firmly, smiling at the small groan of appreciation he got in return.
“You gonna play yer music if I don’t wanna tell ya?”Joey mumbled.
Kaiba had considered it, but he knew it would probably upset the blonde again. So he told the blonde, no. It was up to him if he wanted to tell him the truth. He also hinted to the blonde that he would keep rubbing his back if he answered.
Joey snorted. “That’s blackmail.”
Kaiba chuckled.
“Do you want me to stop, pup?”
Joey shook his head. He had probably ruined the brunette’s shirt, but he really didn’t care.
Seto leaned his head down and whispered something in Joey’s ear. Joey turned his head and nodded slowly. Joey turned on his side, flopping down on the couch beside Seto. In the limited amount of space under the dark blanket, Joey allowed Seto to remove his shirt.
After dropping the shirt off the couch, Joey rolled back over and Seto hoisted him back onto his chest. It felt so much better to not have the shirt getting caught when the brunette ran his hand up and down his back. He arched his back with a grunt when Seto dug his fingers in deeper on a sensitive area. The rough fingers concentrated on that area with great attention.
Joey rubbed his face against the brunette’s clothed chest as he rubbed his back. Finally, he spoke in a quiet voice.
“Why do you want me to stay? The real reason.”
Seto considered his answer very carefully. He didn’t want to upset his Link.
“I told you the connection is still unsettled and it’s true. And, if it’s the last thing I do, I will convince you that I do care. I didn’t realize how I felt until you were in my arms, gasping for breath and blood filling your lungs. I felt like my heart had been squeezed.” Pause. “I don’t like that feeling.”
While Seto had been speaking, Joey had brought one of his hands up to rest on the brunette’s side. He had started absentmindedly running a thumb over his ribs through his shirt. Seto nearly purred. He was enjoying the attention from his Link; it made the connection a little more stable.
“What’ll it take? For the bond to settle down?” Joey whispered.
Joey whimpered when the hand pressed a little too hard on his spine. The hand immediately let up and rubbed more gently at the spot. The other hand moved back through his hair as Seto leaned down to press an apologetic kiss to his head. Joey only made a small sound of annoyance. At what, Seto wasn’t quite sure.
So he decided to take a chance. Seto gently pulled the younger male’s head back by his grip. A confused set of melting chocolate looked up at him. Seto lowered his head and gave the blonde a soft kiss. He didn’t try to deepen the kiss; he simply pressed his lips to his puppy’s lips.
After the initial shock, Joey slowly closed his eyes and relaxed his body. He turned his head and opened his mouth to reach out to gently tap Seto’s bottom lip with his tongue. Then he quickly retreated back into his own mouth.
Joey let out a small moan when another tongue slipped into his mouth. Seto gripped him a little tighter around his back as he rubbed his tongue against Joey’s.
Joey let out another moan as the brunette scratched a very sensitive place on the back of his head. Their tongues bumped and swirled around each other. Seto coaxed Joey’s tongue into his mouth where he gave it a gentle suck. Joey let out a shaky moan with a small shiver running up his back.
He tried to retreat back into his own mouth, but the slimy invader followed. Joey whimpered as he moved his tongue and allowed the brunette to map out his mouth. His reward was a hand massaging the back of his head and a small moan he didn’t realize hadn’t come from him.
Joey finally pulled away when he began to get light-headed. He laid his head back down panting quietly for air. A gentle hand carded through his hair, which helped to calm his rapidly beating heart. Despite the lack of soft piano music playing, Joey found himself speaking his mind.
“That was my first kiss,” he murmured.
His face burned through the brunette’s shirt. Seto, however, felt like Christmas had come early. Or Mokuba had forgotten to tell him it was his birthday. It brought a very smug smirk on his face to know he had been the first to kiss the blonde.
And hopefully the last, Seto thought.
“Yes.”
Seto’s hand paused in his hair. He had to back-track and figure out what the blonde was saying yes to.
Yes. I’ll stay here? (That would be a relief.)
Yes. I accept our connection? (That was unusually quick.)
Yes. I know you’re smirking? (Of course, I am. What do you expect?)
Apparently, it was too much wait time between Joey’s answer and Seto not responding. Joey spoke again in his timid voice.
“It ain’t the first time I been beaten. Just the most recent.”
Seto now realized that Joey was answering his earlier question. The blonde had somehow managed to turn the conversation away from himself to the brown-haired CEO without him realizing.
I’m going to have to keep a very special eye on my puppy, Seto thought.
“Smart puppy,” Seto murmured.
The side of Joey’s mouth twitched. He was starting to get sleepy. He had eaten a good lunch and drained a lot of his energy yelling at the vampire. Joey had a lot of questions to ask, but he decided to put those on the back-burner.
“ ‘m tired,” Joey mumbled. “And the blanket is getting’ hot.”
Seto removed the hand from Joey’s back in favor of pulling the blanket down so it pooled at their waists. He returned that hand to his lower back.
“Go ahead and rest, pup. I won’t let you fall off the couch,” Seto told him.
Couch? …oh, Hell no!
Seto was left blinking when Joey unexpectedly rolled out of his arms and off the couch. He was halfway across the room when Seto quick-stepped and had him back in his arms. He could tell something he said had upset the blonde puppy, but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out what.
Joey’s eyes were wide and he shook like a drowned puppy. He shook his head back and forth.
“No. Not…not the couch.”
It was obvious to Seto that something had happened to the blonde when he had slept on a couch. With their backs, couches did make a sleeper more vulnerable; a bed provided several exits from an attacker. Seto shushed his Link while holding him with a firmer grip.
“Okay. Okay, pup. How about upstairs? In your room?” Seto suggested.
Without lifting his head, Joey nodded his head. Seto asked him if he was okay to walk and Joey nodded again. To Seto’s great (but pleasant) surprise, when Seto stepped back, Joey took his hand into his own. He refused to look up and it was only cupped hands, but it was something.
Seto pulled gently on their joined hands and the blonde followed him along up the stairs. It didn’t take long to reach the guest room Seto had set the blonde up in. Come to think of it, he wasn’t sure why he hadn’t just put the blonde in the guest room next to his room.
When they stopped at the blonde’s bedside, Joey was fidgeting and very much awake now. Seto knew what had worked before and wondered if he should try it.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained, Seto thought.
He stepped closer to the blonde. He took his hand out of Joey’s in favor of running it gently up and down his back. Joey jumped, but allowed the touch. Seto stepped closer into his personal space and dropped his head down to whisper in Joey’s ear.
“I can tell you’re in pain, Joey. Let me help you. Hmm?”
Joey thought about it. He really did want to rest, but he was hurting and wide awake. The brunette had offered to help him. Somehow he knew that Joey was in need of something, yet he hadn’t expected Joey to ask for it.
“What is it, mutt? What do you want?”
“D..d-dad…can I have some…m-m-money for lunch?”
SMACK. SLAP. THUD. “You damn mutt! You think I got money just lying around!”
Joey blinked hard, forcing the past memory away; he had been nine, then. Slowly, he nodded his head to the brunette’s statement. Seto pulled back the sheets and told Joey to lie down; he’d be back in a minute.
Joey rubbed at his eyes as he lay down on his stomach. He wondered what the brunette had in mind. His eyes hurt from the crying; his heart from the memory of his past; and his back from who knows what. Joey reached out a hand to snag a pillow which he used to rest his head on with it facing away from the door. He wasn’t sure where the brunette had gone.
When Seto returned, he made sure to close the door a little firmer than usual. This way, when he came back to the bedside, he didn’t startle his Link. Joey whispered a small note of gratitude as the vampire sat on the bed and slid a hand into his hair. Seto leaned down close to his ear so he could hear him clearly.
“I’m going to put some music on and I’m going to rub your back. I’ll use some oil to help with the soreness. I’m going to talk to you and tell you what you need to know. If you don’t like me doing something, you tell me and I’ll stop.”
Seto said all this in a firm yet tender voice. Joey had an urge to object to something, anything. Yet he couldn’t find anything to object about. So he merely nodded his head.
Seto placed his kpod[1] on the bedside table and turned on his music player. Soft violin music filled the air. Seto had Joey tuck his arms under the pillow before Seto threw a careful leg over him. He made sure a bed sheet was pulled up to the blonde’s waist before settling his lower body on Joey’s. Seto sat down on his buttocks with his knees resting on the bed to avoid placing too much weight on Joey. He did all this while telling Joey in a soft whisper what he was doing before he did it.
Joey let out a big sigh. Usually, this type of behavior would have annoyed the living Hell out of him. However, this time, it eased the pain in his heart. Seto – not Kaiba – was caring enough for him to let him know what was going on where he couldn’t see.
Seto ran light fingertips over the pale back before sitting back. He poured some oil onto his hands and placed the bottle back down beside the kpod. He rubbed his hands together to warm the oil. Once satisfied, he got down to work.
Seto ran light hands over his back to get him more used to the feeling. Joey seemed to relax and sink further into the pillow. As he ran his hands down Joey’s back, Seto pressed a little more firmly on the way up. Joey groaned.
“ ‘m fine,” Joey murmured, without warning.
Seto smirked. The blonde must have noticed the small twitch in his hands when he heard the groan. Seto leaned over the blonde while placing his hands on Joey’s shoulder blades. He started at the back of his neck with gentle circular motions with his thumbs.
“I made a miscalculation in informing you about things and I plan to rectify that. You already know the less important details. I’m a pureblood born-vampire, as is my brother. We both take after one of our parents. Mokuba doesn’t need to drink, but I do.”
Joey had his eyes closed, although it was obvious he was listening. Seto slowly increased the pressure on the back of his neck, making sure not to press too hard.
“I don’t have to drink often; only about once a week. The corporation often holds blood drives and a majority of my employees donate. Most of the donations go to the blood bank, but I hold some here at the house for myself.”
Joey felt the pounding in his head float away as the hands moved on to his shoulders. He had to stifle a giggle when they skimmed over a ticklish spot. Unknown to him, Seto had noticed and filed it away for later.
“By drinking from you and using my blood to stitch your wounds closed, I made you my Link. Links are not mates. Links are humans we make a connection to. When we’re near one another, I’ll be able to ‘sense’ how you’re feeling; when you’re mad, happy, scared, hurt.”
Right now, he could sense a mixed bag of emotions emanating from his Link. Pain; nervousness; weariness; surprise. Seto wished he could simply hold the blonde and wipe away all his worries. For now, he concentrated on massaging the pain away. The back pain was likely to be physical and emotional (from stress of hiding secrets).
Seto paused for a minute to lean down close so he could whisper in the blonde’s ear.
“I don’t regret saving you.”
Joey couldn’t withhold the gasp. It had been niggling at the back of his mind that the brunette may hate him for being such a burden. He whimpered as the one of the vampire’s hands slid under his body in order to hug him. Instead of resting on top of Joey, Seto pulled Joey up to him. He pressed his mouth close enough to Joey’s ear that his lips lightly touched the sensitive appendage.
“I don’t regret saving you, Joey. I did save you because your death would have upset Mokuba. But I realized it would have upset me, too. I enjoy our little ‘tussles.’ You’re the only one that will disagree with me so openly and not back down. It actually makes me look forward to going that dismal school.”
Joey sniffled. His eyes were beginning to water. His friends cared for him, but the brunette wasn’t what he could call a friend. Seto showing him a side of him that cared was a whole new world to him. And frankly, it scared him.
“I’ve never been close to anyone. A vampire’s connection to a Link is one of the strongest connections in the human world. I’ll be drawn to you, but the feelings are my own. I find myself attracted to you, my blonde puppy. And I assure you that whatever you are feeling is not influenced by our bond.”
A tear slipped out of Joey’s eye and down the side of his face. But it didn’t get far. Seto lapped the tear up with his tongue. He tilted Joey’s head up so he could press a warm kiss over his closed eye. Joey sniffled again.
“Why?” Joey whispered.
“Why what, pup?” Seto whispered back.
Joey let out a small chuckle and the side of his mouth twitched into a small smile.
“Why do you call me that? I’m not a puppy,” Joey said.
Seto chuckled, lightly shaking both of them.
“Because you are a puppy. You’re playful, loyal to your friends, affectionate, and you have a bark to go with that bite of yours.”
While he was talking, Seto pressed a kiss to a different part of Joey’s face for each trait he listed off. Another tear threatened to squeeze out of his eye. Joey gasped when the hot tongue lapped at the side of his eye. Who knew the area near a person’s eye could be so sensitive?
And you say I’m affectionate? Take a look in the mirror, Joey thought.
Evidently, the CEO had multiple personalities. Kaiba was the strong, silent type with an attitude and a bank account to back-up that attitude. Seto was a caring, talkative, and affectionate man with his lasers targeted on Joey.
It felt like things were moving quickly yet Joey didn’t seem to mind. The brunette was trying to comfort him in ways that Joey never thought possible. He sighed as the brunette brought him back down to the bed. His hand dragged across his abdomen and back to his back.
Seto started back on massaging his shoulders after re-oiling his hands. He could feel the pain slowly drifting from his Link. He honestly wasn’t sure if it was from the massage, his words, or the kissing (and licking).
Eventually, Joey drifted off to sleep. Seto continued rubbing his back for a few minutes. He knew his puppy needed a lot of attention, but he was willing to give it to him. Before climbing off his Link, Seto leaned down to press a soft kiss to his cheek.
“I’m not leaving you. Your dragon values his treasure and you are the greatest jewel, pup,” he whispered in his ear.
Seto climbed off Joey and turned down the music on his kpod. He grabbed up a book he had brought with him as he settled down beside his Link. One hand held the book up while the other weaved into the blonde’s hair. He was mildly surprised when the blonde shifted a few minutes later.
Joey shifted around in his sleep until his head rested on Seto’s thigh and an arm was wrapped around his leg. Seto glanced down as Joey let out a small sigh. A small smile appeared on his face as he ran the back of his hand down the soft cheek of his Link.
“Sleep well, puppy,” Seto murmured.
END OF CHAPTER NINE
[2] – Kaiba Corp version of an ipod. You think Mr. High Tech is going to have a music player made by someone else?
Author's Note: Okay, readers and reviewer (since I only have one), this tigress needs feedback. Did this chapter sound a little confusing? Am I moving the storyline a little too quickly? Should I just stop questioning all this and just write the goods? I LOVE reviews, especially since my number one reader is my number one reviewer. Thanks for the support, smint45!
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