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Birthday Party Bash	By : ShadowofLight Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3695 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Don't own the series and never have. All I do own are the Original Characters and the plot. Or what little plot there is.

�Birthday Party Bash�
Episode 1. Birthday Punch
~It�s Mokuba�s 16 birthday and Seto throws a party for him inviting just about everyone. But through spiked punch the guys take out that sexual frustration on the nearest person. The next day begins to go downhill when they remember what happened.~
The party was all set with the long table filled with junk food of every type and drinks loaded with sugar and caffeine. There was no room for a large cake so that was kept in the kitchen for the time being. Dance music was on the brink of blaring loudly on the speakers of the home entertainment system as nearly a dozen different things were going on at once. Joey and Tristen were trying to beat each other on the Play Station 2 with the game Kingdom Heart (even if it was a one player game so they fought for the controller); Duke and Mokuba were cheering them whoever had the controller and watched as the hero of the game kept walking into walls and losing life points; Yami and Ryou were talking about something, trying to make nice talk due to the fact that their aibous wanted them to be friends or at least be courtesy to each other; Yugi and Bakura were trying to include them in their talks before heading to the buffet table to get something to drink; the girls Tea, Mai, and Isis was sitting on the sofa, talking and seemingly bonding in a girlfriend fashion since they were the only girls in the entire party but had been invited; and Seto was leaning against the far end of the wall, scowling and making sure Bandit Keith wasn�t trying to steal anything and also make sure Malik wasn�t trying to cause trouble. It was everything one would expect for a birthday party for a 16-year-old boy and right now, said birthday boy was laughing hard enough that he was holding his sides. Next to him was Duke, creator of Dungeon Dice Monsters as they watched two of the older boys were now trying to play the PS2 game at once and stretching their faces as far as they could as well. Yugi came over and tried to break it up but then he was pulled into the fight as they wrestled on the floor with him caught in the middle. The two dark haired youths watched on for a moment longer before having to lean on one another for support.

Seto let a small smirk grace his face as he watched what was happening. It was quite comical as he watched the smaller boy try to get free but it was no use. They were finally pulled apart when Duke and Bakura pulled Tristen and Joey apart and Mokuba helped a rather flatten Yugi to his feet and yet, he could not take his sight off the young man with the deep soul brown eyes. He seemed so gentle and fragile, like a crystallized snowflake� something he wanted to hold and protect�

Ice blue eyes blinked and he abruptly looked away, chiding himself. What the hell was he thinking?! Boys were not suppose to think that of other boys! He was suppose to think about girls like Tea and Mai, or even Isis Istal!

�Compared to him they�re so plain,� he thought to himself and swallowed the lump that formed in his throat when he looked at the boy once more talking with his darker half who went by the name Ryou. �He doesn�t deserve him,� he snarled to himself.

�Seto?�

It took everything he had not to jump ten feet in the air and even more not to blush like a lighthouse. �Yes Tea?�

�I think it�s time to bring out the cake and presents. Mokuba is beginning to ask,� she said and pointed to the younger Kaiba sibling as he looked over at their direction, his blue eyes asking �now?�

�Alright. I�ll get it ready then.� She smiled and walked over to tell him and he couldn�t help but smile. He went to the kitchen to get the cake, making sure the candles were in and was ready to carry the cake out when he ran into the objection of his attention all evening. �B-Bakura!�

�Um Mokuba said there was some more punch in here,� he said softly and smiled in a nervous way.

�Punch? Oh yeah the bottles are there on the counter,� he pointed and watched him before shaking his head and set the cake on the tray to be rolled into the living room.

�Seto?�

�Yes?�

�I wanted to thank you for inviting me and the others for Mokuba�s Sixteenth party.�

He smiled almost weakly as he nodded to him. �Mokuba considers you all his friends and it�s a nice change of pace.� He almost lost it when the young English boy smiled at him and leaned in to give him a brief hug before heading into the living room with the punch. �So soft�� was the only thing in his mind as he pushed the cart into the living room. Together the large group of friends sang �Happy Birthday� to the young boy and spends the rest of the night eating the rather large cake and drinking the punch, even if it had a odd taste to it�
It was hours later and Isis took Mai and tea to her place so they could talk some more and have a kind of �Girls Night Out� while the rest of the guys decided to continue celebrating. But soon some of the gang were getting worn out to the point where they were just drunk off their ass. Ryou was sleeping on the couch, softly snoring away as Keith was sprawled in the arm chair while Duke was playing Spider Man on the PS2 as he finished off the bowl of chips and dip. Malik was helping Mokuba carry his large pile of presents to his room, still excited with the large party that was going on. So that left the rest of the group to try and get their drunken friends to the guest rooms in the spacious Kaiba Mansion.

�Third door on the left on the second floor right?� Tristen asked for the tenth time, shifting a slightly dazed Yugi on his back. It seemed like the poor boy was ready to lose his cake.

�No. It�s the second door on the left on the third floor,� Seto sighed, �the only thing you did get straight was it was on the left side.�

�Give him a break Kaiba, this place of yours is one big �ole maze!� Joey said with a stupid grin plastered on his flushed face and leaned on him heavily. �I love you!� Seto blushed brightly and tried to get him to let go.

Yamifleifled a laugh and get the drunken blonde to lean on him. �Let�s go Joey, you�ll feel better after a night sleep.�

�Sleep is very good�� he smiled and leaned on the slightly shorter boy, wrapping strong arms around his neck and whispered into his ear. �But you know what�s better?�

Yami swallowed and fought to control the blush on his cheeks. �What?�

�A nice, dark, comforting� bathroom.� He slapped a hand over his face as his cheeks puffed out.

�Down the hall at the end, door on the right.� The pharaoh nodded his thanks and tried to get the young man there in time before he lost it over him. Seto heaved a great sigh and looked down at who was left. Well it was obvious that Keith and Ryou were out for the night and he thought it wise to let them sleep it off. Duke was sleeping with the controller still in his hand and the other in the empty bowl of chips. He was too tired to turn the game off so he left it on and just hit the volume low. Wait a minute� there was someone missing.

�Seto?� Bakura was leaning against the doorway, looking ready to drop and wasn�t wearing his sweater and his pale sea green shirt was halfway open. �Um I kinda made a mess in the kitchen but I cleaned it up-�

�It�s all right I�ll take care of it in the morning,� he said to shim him from rambling and walked over to him. �C�mon, I�ll show you where you�ll beepineping tonight.�

Soft brown eyes looked up at him, looking so cute as snow-white hair fell into his gaze. �What about Ryou?�

�He�s sleeping on the couch. C�mon.� He took a hold of his arm but wrapped his arms around him to steady him when he nearly fell.

�Sorry,� he mumbled softly and tried to stand on his own two legs but anything below his waist seemed to have turned to jelly. Oh he was so tired he just wanted lay down and stare at the nice, white ceiling until he could move on his own will. He clung tightly to the older boy as he was suddenly lifted into his arms and taken up the stairs. �Seto?�

He said nothing but slowly made his way up the stairs and headed for his room since it was the closest one. He used his foot to open the door and kicked it close but didn�t bother to turn on the lights. He waited a moment to get adjusted to the dark (that and the moonlight coming through his open curtained large French windows) he made his way to his large bed and carefully laid the young man down on it. He stepped back but not before letting his fingers glide through the silky white hair to rummage around for some pajamas for the two of them to wear. �Bakura I have some clothes if you want borrow them�� Sleeping on the bed, curled up slightly the English boy looked so peaceful and just adorable.

Laying the clothes on the chair in the room he slowly made his way over and sat next to the young man, watching the way the moonlight seemed to make him glow like some sort of ethereal creature not of this world. His pure white hair seemed to be glowing like spun silk and felt like that as he hesitantly brushed long bangs away from the cream colored skin. Soft, inviting lips were parted as he slept on, oblivious to the world around him.

�He is so warm and pure�� the taller boy thought, unknowing leaning down and pressed his lips against his own soft mouth. It felt softer than velvet and sweeter than honey he deepen the kiss, cupping the pale face in his hand to hold him in place. He had his eyes close the entire time so he didn�t know that the young man under him was awake until slender hands reached up to grip his shoulders tightly and return the kiss just as soft.

Ice blue eyes widen and the older Kaiba made to pull back but the hands held him down, gripping his shirt tightly and the other moved to massage the tense muscles in the back of his neck. He all but groaned at the soothing sensation that it brought he carefully laid down atop of the young man, his free hand sliding down the length of his body until it reached the end of his shirt and back up to caress the warm flesh underneath.

Bakura gasped into the kiss and groaned softly as a warm, wet tongue slipped past his lips into his mouth. It felt so good as it lapped at his mouth he began to return the favor but titled his head to the side to gasp Seto�s name aloud as his hand brushed against the front of his chest.

�Bakura�� he moaned softly and brushed his hair aside to nip at the pale throat lightly, rubbing his palm firmly over the pale chest he had such a strong desire to just rip the shirt off and take him but squish that idea flat. That was enough to make him pull back, looking down at the young man. �I can�t do this.�

�Seto? What�s wrong?� Bakura asked softly, panting softly as he reached up to tilt his face back towards his own.

He closed his eyes tightly but leaned into the warm hands. �I can�t take advantage of you like this��

�Does� Does that mean you don�t want me?� he asked in a hurt tone, telling himself that he was not going to cry, not for anything in the world!

�No! No I do want you! I just want you to think I took advantage of you!� he said fiercely, holding his hand tightly and used the other to brush the hair from his face, using his thumb to trace the bottom lip that was slightly wet from their earlier kiss.

�Then� love me.� And with that the young English man pulled the CEO down on top of him, their lips meeting in a heated kiss and clung to him tightly, refusing to let go and moaned deeply as expert hands slipped under his loose clothing to touch him more. The two of them were so lost in the fits of passion they never realized that similar activitiese goe going on in other rooms of the large household.
Yami helped a very tired and slightly damp Joey to the large bed in the guest room, listening to his drunken ramble as he went on and on about everything. How big the place was, how good the food was, how the punch tasted funny the first few times, how he was gonna kick Tristen�s ass in the Pomoromorrow, and how his stomach hurt. Upon seeing the bed he was only too happy to sleep like the bed but Yami wouldn�t let him.

�Joey you are not sleeping in those wet clothes,� he said in a tight voice, refraining from yelling at one of his aibou�s best friends. Right now he was having a hard time trying to get him out of his green jacket.

�But I�m tired,� he whined softly, sounding more and more like a 5 year old boy instead of a 20 year old man, who still acted like a 16 year old a great deal of the time.

�You could get sick by sleeping in your clothes now hold still!� He smiled some the the boy stood perfectly still and managed to yank the jacket off his shoulders and halfway off his arms before catching him as he fell backwards. It took a bit of struggling but he managed to get him to lie on the bed as he pulled the coat off.

�Joey, just how did you get wet?� he asked.

�� You�ll laugh,� he mumbled into the thick coverlet and yawned rather cutely as he let Yami rolled himo hio his back to removed his shirt.

�I promise I won�t laugh,� he said and had him sit up and leaned against him as he pulled his shirt off, leaving him bare chested. He looked at the blonde as he leaned over his. �Joey?�

�� I fell into the sink.� He looked up and frowned as his saw the other boy biting his bottom lip to keep from laughing out loud and did something that was completely not like him. He cried.

At first it took Yami back that this young man who would rather have all his permanent teeth pulled out by a crazed dentist then let anyone, including his friends see him cry was doing that right now and didn�t bother to stop them in any way. But how on earth did one fall into the sink? �Joey I�m not laughing.�

�Yes you are,� he sniffed and threw his arm over his face, trying vainly to hide the tears but they still fell, glittering in the dim light of the lamp next to the bed like twin stars.

�Okay but I�m sorry for laughing. Joey, will you please look at me.�

�No. I don�t want to see you laughing at me.�

He sighed and tried to move his arm away but the taller blonde was acting so childish. �Joey stop it, you�re acting like a five year old. Okay that�s it.� Pulling back he straddled the other boy�s hips and ran his fingers along his bare ribs. Underneath him the body jerked and hands grasped his own to stop the tickling sensation.

�Don�t so that.� The tears were smeared a his his cheek but they could still be seen even beneath the long fall of bangs.

�Joey�� He wouldn�t have laughed if he had known it would upset him this much. Freeing one hand he gentle brushed the tear aside and leaned down over his so their eyes could meet. �I�m sorry for laughing and hurting your feelings. Forgive me?�

For a moment he said nothing but smiled some and gave a small nod. �Yeah, I forgive ya.� And leaned up the remaining distance to bring their lips within touching distance to give him a tender kiss. As he fell back on the bed he ended up taking Yami with him, rolling their bodies until he was on top and brought his head down to kiss him again on the mouth only this time it was longer and deeper. So the night went on with Joey pausing for a moment before lowering his head and kissing the slightly smaller form underneath him, nuzzling the tri-colored hair at times. Yami wanted to push him off and tell him that he wasn�t in his right mind but he didn�t. If anything he encouraged him and found the courage to do the same thing to him that before he knew it both boys were nude and laid on the large bed, taking turns in kissing each other on different areas.
Tristen yawned behind his hand once more, looking down as the slim figure that was currently sleeping along one edge of the bed right next to him. After he brought Yugi up to the room he helped him in undressing, focusing his hands not to shake as he undid the buckled that held the tight leather shirt close and swallowed several lumps as pale skin was revealed. As they all grew Yugi had grown as well. Now he was standing at about five feet two inches tall. Not as tall as himself and Joey but he was happy that people wouldn�t think he was half his age but with his height also came slender and trimmed muscles.

Dirty images of him just holding him close and tasting his skin came to mind and they were so strong he almost reacted on them but he couldn�t. Yugi was one of his best friends and if Yami ever found out� a cold shiver race up his spine, making him pull the blanket around him tighter and propped his head on his hand, looking at the now young man.

Beneath the cool sheets he wore only a pair of boxers and his leather collar, having refused to take it off with one of his hands curled lightly near his face. He looked so angelic there, even starting junior college he never lost that air of innocence around him, which made him so attractive.

�Attractive?� Tristen blinked and lightly shook his head but it was true. Yugi was quite a looker and had his fair amount of admirers yet it was only on a friendly basis. It was as if he was waiting for someone� �I just hope if he does find that special someone, they treat him right.� Carefully he leaned over and gave him a soft kiss at him temple and was about to go to sleep when the young man murmured into his sleep and rolled over until his back was pressed into the brunette�s front side. Sighing happily he laid still, still sleeping as it nothing happened.

He was pretty sure his red face had been enough to light up the room but Yugi never stirred. He himself wore a under shirt and boxers but they weren�t doing much in the way of keeping him warm and with the lithe backside pressing into him, things were bound to get very uncomfortable.

�I-I can�t push him away and it�s too late to go look for another room,� he argued with himself and slowly, careful not to wake the child-man wrapped his arms around him in a loose embrace. �I won�t touch him. If I don�t touch him then nothing will happen right?� But touch him he did. It started off with a comforting rub on his lean stomach before sliding down over the thin hips to the lean thigh resting against his own. Before he knew it he touched him more and more, surprised when he found the touch being returned and their lips meet in a deep kiss and tried their best to remove the thin barriers left to continue the caressing.
Keith groaned softly as he slowly opened his eyes only to find the only light in the room was from the TV going static and soft snoring from the white haired guy sprawled on the sofa. Rubbing his tired eyes he peered at the digital numbers on his watch.

�2: �2:54 am? Damn, how long was I out for?� He did a full body stretch as he made his way to the buffet table and drank a feps ops of the luke warm punch before plopping down on the armchair again, unplugging the Play Station and flipped through the channels. There was nothing on at this time, just infomercials and some celebrity trying to sell some sure-fire way to make money fast.

�Yeah right,� he snorted and settled on some old black and white movie, letting his gaze follow to the boy who was still laying in front of the TV with both his arms wrapped around the floor cushion. He was the oldest one of the group and still wasn�t sure why he was invited but deep down inside he was glad. But right now his mind was on something else.

The kid was known as Duke Delvin, creator of the newest craze called Dungeon Dice Monsters. He never played the game but he heard it was hard and he gave that Motou kid a run for his money but was still beaten. The kid wasn�t bad looking, he was like the other but then he wasn�t. He sort of reminded him�of himself when he was younger.

�Stop thinking that way Keith! You�re interested in girls,� he argued with himself but a nagging voice argued back, �Look at him! He�s better looking than some girls you�ve been out with.� That was so true and the more he thought about it the more his pant felt tighter. He was brought out of a rather interesting daydream of his when Ryou stumbled off the sofa and tripped over Duke, jarring him awake.

�Waz up?� he asked sleepily, the dice hanging from his ear swaying as tired green eyes glanced around the dark room.

�You fell asleep on the floor idiot,� the dark one growled and stumbled towards the bathroom, rubbing at his eyes and rather spiky hairstyle. They both heard the door close and then silence.

�Damn jerk,� the raven-haired boumblumbled and sat up, stretching his arms overhead to release the tension and spied the couch. �His loss.� He made his way over and fell onto the couch, unaware that he was being watched the entire time. �What�s on?�

�Infomercials, get rich quick schemes, and this crappy movie,� Keith said and rested one of his hands behind his head.

�Hmm better than nothing,� he mused and sat there in silence, watching the movie before his head dropped back onto the arm of the couch and soon he was fast asleep. Keith waited a while longer and Ryou had yet to emerge from the bathroom.

�Now�s my only chance.� And with that he set it into motion, begin as quiet as he could and approached the young man sleeping on the couch with one arm thrown over the arm of the couch and one leg hanging off the side. He smirked and slowly sat on the edge, leaning over the sleeping figure. �He�ll never know what hit him.�
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