D. N. Angel Fan Fiction / Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Superficial ❯ Superficial - 2 ( Chapter 2 )

~Superficial~

 

By: Aerys Krystie.

 

 

 

 

 

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The drapes were closed. The lighting was dim. The only sound for the moment was the clicking, as the cuffs were secured around Krad's wrists. Said boy looked into Seto's fiery eyes, as the brunette bound his arms to the posts of the bed. `You want my body in return for your silence?' Krad cried out when Seto's tongue ran over his left nipple.

 

`No…I want you in return.' Seto undid the blond's pale blue jeans, pulling them down slim, pallid legs. He saw the blond's erection. `You enjoy being dominated, don't you?'

 

Krad could only stare lustfully into Seto's eyes, as a firm hand was wrapped around his weeping member, siphoning it. He spread his legs further apart, alluring Seto, while he thrusted his hips up into Seto's hand, as his arms thrashed in the metal manacles. He wanted more of this CEO. He needed this CEO in him, and now. Krad's moan was just short of a scream, when Seto ran his tongue over the slightly swollen head of the penis in his hand.

 

Seto's own need was beginning to become rather painful in his satin boxers. He needed some form of release. Deciding that he had been generous enough with the blond, Seto stopped his actions, receiving a whimper of protest. Standing from the bed, the brunette pulled his boxers down, kneeling between Krad's legs again. His tongue glided over his top teeth, as he looked into those begging eyes.

 

`You're a wet-dream come true when tied like that.' Seto reached over Krad, slipping his hand under the pillow left of Krad's head.

 

Krad pulled on the cuffs in protest. All he wanted was to have his arms free so he could screw himself on Seto's erection. `Seto…Please…'

 

Seto pulled out a tube, and opened the cap. `You're begging already, Krad. How are you going to act when I bury myself in you?' He smoothed some of the clear gel over his fingers, slipping his middle finger into Krad's passage.

 

Unable to handle anymore of this torture, Krad growled, looking into Seto's eyes. `Just fucking fill me already!'

 

`Mmm…Krad, I think I like it when you're impatient. However, you are right. The preparation is always the most boring part of sex.' Seto pulled his finger back, then coated his erection, deciding that next time, he would be getting the warming lubricant.

 

Krad watched Seto. When the brunette positioned himself, Krad wrapped his legs around the CEO's waist. `Please, don't be gentle.'

 

Seto raised an eyebrow, but complied, thrusting in until his whole length was covered. He stopped for a few moments to regain himself. He looked down at Krad who seemed to be very impatient. `Doesn't it hurt?'

 

`The pain only makes it more enticing…To me, anyway.' Krad wriggled down a little more, biting his lower lip.

 

Seto shrugged, pulling out and thrusting back in with force. His eyes stayed on Krad's face. He watched as the blond bit his lower lip, to suppress his moans. Although, a few did escape. Seto was nearing his climax, especially since Krad was begging for it faster, harder, and rougher.

 

`Kaiba?'

 

`Call me Seto.'

 

Krad began shaking his shoulder. `Kaiba?'

 

**

 

Seto opened his eyes, looking at Krad. He was aware of the perspiration that was running down the sides of his face. Frowning, Seto looked at his laptop. The information he head been typing up, stared back at him. He sighed, resting against the back of his chair. He then remembered that Krad had woken him.

 

`What?' He turned his cold eyes to the blond, he shrank back a little.

 

`You sounded as though you were having a nightmare. I'm sorry.' Krad began walking back over to the balcony.

 

`Krad, what's the time?'

 

`Around one. You had been asleep for hours.' Krad looked over his shoulder, flashing Seto a smile, before walking out to the balcony.

 

Shit. I have been out for hours. Damn that dream. Seto looked down at his unfulfilled erection. Saving his work, Seto turned the laptop off, taking his shirt off as well. He went to the bathroom, and closed the door. He opened the glass door of his shower, after he removed his jeans. Turning the cold water, Seto stepped under.

 

Over the running water, Seto heard thunder. What unusual weather for this time of year. Turning the shower off, Seto stepped out, drying himself with a towel, before wrapping it around his hips. He walked out of his bathroom, to see Krad standing at the balcony doors, staring out of them.

 

Krad looked around when he felt eyes on him. He stared at Seto, as Seto watched him. Finally Krad looked away. Seto walked over to the blond. `Lay on the bed,' he whispered hotly into Krad's ear, feeling the other teen shudder.

 

Krad walked over to the bed. He could feel Seto's gaze on his back. Before he reached the bed, Krad stopped. He wasn't going to be an object of someone's lust, just for their silence. `If you are expecting sex in return for your silence, Seto, it is not going to happen.'

 

`Since when did you acknowledge me by my first name?' Seto walked up to Krad, turning the blond around to face him.

 

Seto's eyes slid over the boy's form. His neck and torso were hidden by a dark blue turtle neck sweater. Those long, long legs were trapped inside black jeans. Those gold eyes stared into his own. Longing, resentment, fear, lust. Seto wasn't sure which emotions were playing in the golden depths. He knew which emotion he wanted to see in those jewels. And those ruby lips; ruby from the blond always chewing on them, were now moving as he spoke.

 

`Since I heard you ask it in your sleep.' Krad noticed the way Seto was staring at his lips. There was a hunger in those normally cold, blue orbs.

 

`I was asleep, Krad, it doesn't count.' Seto ran his fingers along the hairline of the boy's face, before they held his chin.

 

Krad's lips automatically parted, and he couldn't tear his eyes from Seto's lips. There was something so sensuous about them. Something almost…Dangerous. A soft shade of pink. Krad was beginning to wonder if they tasted as good as they looked. When that thought popped into mind, Krad swatted Seto's hand away, stepping back.

 

`Either way, you asked me to call you Seto. When I do, you get grouchy.' Krad gave, what he hoped to be, a glare, but looked more like an angry pout.

 

` “Grouchy”? You sound like a five-year-old.' An extremely cute five-year-old. Especially when pouting.

 

Krad didn't like the way Seto was looking at him. `Is it alright if I go out?' He had to get away from the brunette. Even if it is only a couple of hours. `I have something I need to pick up from the airport.'

 

Seto realized he must have been scaring the boy. `Be back before seven.' Seto left the boy, not noticing how he practically ran from the room. When he got home, Seto would ask about what he had to pick up.

 

Krad left the room quickly, not wanting to stay any longer than necessary. Pulling his shoes on, Krad found his way out of the maze Seto called his home, hoping the weather had fined up a little.

 

**

 

Yami trailed behind the group. For some reason, he couldn't get the blond or Kaiba out of his head. He was actually wondering if Seto was interested in the blond. His eyes went to the sky. It was still cloudy, but the sun was shining now.

 

`Do you agree, Yami?' Yami lowered his crimson eyes to Ryou.

 

`Pardon?' Yami looked around the group, jumping backwards when a pup, that looked very much like a wolf, danced around his feet.

 

`Ranger!' Krad chased after the pup, picking it up. `You little devil!' He looked into the person's face, smiling. `I'm sorry about that.'

 

`It is alright.' Yami inclined head.

 

`Oh, isn't he adorable!' Anzu jogged over to Krad, looking at the pup. `May I hold him?'

 

Krad smiled, handing the pup to the girl. `Sure.' Krad watched as the girl fawned over the pup.

 

`You had better be careful. She will get attached to him, and you'll never get him back.' Yugi grinned, petting the area between the pup's ears.

 

`Between the two of them, you better say “good-bye” to the animal.' Bakura smirked, looking the blond over.

 

Krad looked into chocolate eyes, seeing the same hunger as he did in Seto's. However, this hunger didn't scare him; it enticed him. `I don't think it will come to that.'

 

Bakura shrugged. `Hey, I was only warning you. Anzu's attracted to cute things, such as your dog - '

 

`He's not a dog yet. He's still a pup.' Krad bit his lower lip. He knew it was rude to interrupt someone when they are talking. `Sorry.'

 

Bakura raised an eyebrow, taking a step forward, only to have Honda get in front of him. `Can you please sign this for me?' he asked excitedly, holding an issue of last month's Byronic and a pen in his hands.

 

Krad smiled kindly. `Sure.' Krad took the magazine and pen. He looked at the picture of himself and shook his head. `Who do I make it out to?'

 

`Honda. I would have asked today in class, but you were already being bothered by the girls.' Honda watched as the long haired blond wrote on the cover of the magazine.

 

`Yes. School on a Saturday kind of freaked me out a little. I thought the school days back home were bad enough. At least we only went to school five days, instead of six. There you go.' Krad handed the magazine back to Honda, smiling brightly.

 

`Thanks.' Honda looked at the inscription, grinning. `Hey, we were thinking of going for a boat ride on the lake. Would you like to join us?'

 

Yami's eyes flashed as he glared at Honda. He knew what the two-toned haired teen was up to. `Yes. Would you care to join us?'

 

Yugi looked up, sensing Yami's resentment to something. Is everything alright, Yami? He looked questioningly into Yami's eyes.

 

Yami nodded. Yes, aibou. Everything is fine. Yami could tell by the way Yugi's eyes narrowed that he wasn't convinced. Do not fret, little one.

 

`I would love to, but, I don't think the boat people will allow Ranger on. He's much too young to be left alone. Some other time, perhaps?' Krad looked over at Anzu, who had put the pup on the ground, playfully tackling him. Krad smiled.

 

Bakura smirked. He already had plans for that blond. Really, Bakura? What would they be? Bakura froze, tensing slightly as he looked at his hikari, who hadn't said a word, since Krad arrived, until now.

 

You needn't worry yourself with them, Ryou. Bakura smirked again as he watched Krad spoke with Honda, Jou and Yugi.

 

`So, if you're here, how are you going to do the cover for the next issue?' Honda had been curious about that all day.

 

`As I said. Mr. Kaiba is my agent while I am here. I will do a few photo-shoots, then send them off to England. They can chose which one they would like to use on the cover.' Krad looked from Honda to Jou, to Bakura, to Ryou, to Yami, then back at Honda. `Um, I am sorry, but I do not know your names.'

 

`Nah, its alright. We shoulda introduced ourselves. I'm Jounouchi, you already know Honda, Yugi, Anzu. That one over there.' Jou pointed to Yami with his thumb. `Is Yami. The taller, meaner looking one out of the two whiteys is Bakura. And the smaller, more innocent looking one is Ryou.'

 

Krad smiled, nodding slowly. `Nice to meet you all. I don't really know my way around here, would it be alright if I can get a tour before you go on your boat ride?'

 

`I'm sure we can go for a boat ride some other time. Besides, it would be good for your pup to get use to a new city.' Ryou smiled warmly, as he walked to stand beside Bakura.

 

`Why don't you guys go for your boat ride? I can show Krad around.' Yugi grinned, standing beside the long haired blond. `That is, if you don't mind, of course.'

 

Krad shook his head. `No, of course not!'

 

Yami stood behind Yugi, placing a hand on his shoulder. You're not going, little one. Even though Yami could not see Yugi's face, he had a distinct impression that the smaller of the two was pouting.

 

Why not, Yami? Yugi looked at Ryou, who half smiled sadly.

 

Because by now the press will know that Krad is here. You do not need to be hounded by them. Especially since you have a history test to study for. I'll show him around. Yami's voice was firm, letting his hikari know that it was final.

 

Yugi sighed, walking over to Ryou. `Yugi?' Krad looked up at Yami, when the slightly shorter teen stood beside him. `Are you showing me around now?'

 

`Yes.' Yami turned to Anzu, who was still playing with the pup, oblivious to everything else. `Anzu, we need the pup back.'

 

Anzu looked up, sighing in disappointment as she picked the fat, furry ball up, returning the pup to his master. `He's so adorable. I have to get one.'

 

Krad smiled, attaching the leash to the collar. `Um, if you guys aren't doing anything later tonight, why not come around? I'm sure Mokuba would like to see you all again.' With that and a wave, Krad walked beside Yami as they left the park.

 

**

 

`This is where Yugi and I live,' Yami explained as they stood outside the game shop. Yami had taken Krad to everyone's house, in case the blond wanted to get away from the mansion.

 

`This city is awesome! Where to next?' Krad hugged Yami's arm, looking into his eyes like an excited child.

 

Yami felt the fine hairs on the nape of his neck stand on end. Why? He didn't know himself. `I can show you were the movie theatre is, and the mall if you like.'

 

Krad shuddered, looking around. In the bushes down the street, along the footpath, he swore he saw something glitter, like a lens of a camera. `That sounds wonderful. Do you mind if we get a drink first?'

 

`No.' Yami led the way over to the game shop's entrance. `Ranger is allowed in as well. I'm sure he'd like something to drink, especially after the way Anzu was playing with him.' Yami held the door open for Krad.

 

`Thank you.' Krad saw an older man behind the counter, with the same eyes as Yugi.

 

`Ah, Yami, how are you today? Is this a new friend of yours?' The oldest Motou looked Krad over, before smiling. `Well, if it wouldn't be the boy from the cover of Byronic. How do you do?'

 

`Hello.' Krad smiled, walking up to the counter. `I do not mean to sound offensive, but I thought Byronic was a teenagers magazine?'

 

Yami's eyes widened. `We were just getting a drink before I show Krad the rest of the city, Grandpa.'

 

Grandpa nodded. `Of course, go right a head.' He began rearranging something on the counter.

 

Yami gently pulled Krad into the back of the store, and up a set of stairs. `So, are you and Yugi brothers?'

 

Yami thought the answer over, not giving his reply until they were in the kitchen above the store. `In a sense, we are. Are you hungry? I think we have some celery in the refrigerator.' Yami watched Krad shake his head, and went over to the refrigerator. He pulled out two cans of soda, handing one to Krad. `How long have you been on the cover of Byronic?'

 

Krad opened the soda, watching Yami intently. There was something archaic and powerful about Yami. He smiled when Ranger lapped at the water Yami put in a bowl and placed on the floor for him. `On the cover, this will be my second year. All together, I've been with Byronic for about five years.'

 

`When you were thirteen?' Yami looked into those gold eyes that had caught his attention when he was in the shop. They were even more beautiful in reality.

 

`No, when I was twelve. I use to advertise their clothing for children my age. When I was fourteen, they started using me for photos that had to do with the second main article of the magazine. When I turned fifteen, they decided I would be better on the cover. So, that's my life story.' Krad took a mouthful of soda, before smiling. He rested against the counter, closing his eyes briefly.

 

Yami was leaning against the counter right of the one Krad was leaning on. `Actually, that was only five years. What about the other twelve?'

 

Krad lowered his eyes, almost sadly. `When I was three, my father left, taking everything. My mother was working three jobs just to keep the mortgage up-to-date. It was when we were shopping that someone noticed me. They asked if I could do a commercial to advertise a new soap. Seeing as though we needed the money badly, mum agreed to it. When the ad was completed, their product went through the roof. After that, I was being contracted left and right to do photographs, commercials, the works.'

 

Yami placed his can on the counter, moving over to Krad, he tilted the blond teen's head up. `You seem upset by that.'

 

Krad shook his head. `Everyone thinks that being a model is all about glamour. Its not. You're up at ungodly times of the morning, to get the perfect photo it can take up to hours, then after all that, you have half a dozen interviews to go to. The worst part is though, I could never make any real friends. The ones who “claimed” to be my friends, only wanted to know if I could get them into show business. Sometimes, it seems that everyone is only interested in my line of work, never about me.'

 

`There are people out there who are interested in knowing about you, not your job. I know, be I'm one of those people.' Without vacillation, Yami pressed his lips to Krad's softly.

 

**

 

Seto looked at the afternoon newspaper that Mokuba had brought in. It was nearing six o'clock, and Krad still hadn't returned. Rubbing his temples, Seto turned the television on in the living room, deciding to catch the six o'clock news. Their top story was not one Seto wanted to see.

 

`European model, Krad, was seen in the mid-afternoon hours of today with the King of Games, Yami Motou. It was said that the model would be arriving in Japan, in last month's issue of Byronic. The reason, however, was not stated. Although, rumors have been spreading about the model having a lover, here in Japan. It seems almost certain that it might be Yami Motou, as they were seen entering the game shop, in which Mr. Motou lives above, together and they have apparently, still not left the shop. Here is a video that was sent in to us by an anonymous person.' The program cut to a video of Krad and Yami standing outside the game shop, with Krad hugging Yami's arm.

 

Seto turned the television off, and picked up the newspaper. Front page, a caption taken from the video of Krad looking up at Yami, smiling. `Doesn't he know the meaning of “inconspicuous”! How could he have let this happen!'

 

Not caring about how it would seem with him showing up at the game shop and dragging Krad out by his hair, Seto found his driver, telling him to get the car ready. Twenty-five minutes later, Seto's limousine was pulling up in front of the game shop, where a large multitude of reporters had congregated. Most of them stopped harassing Grandpa Motou when they noticed the limousine pulling up.

 

Seto got out of the limo, shooting the reporters his best glare, he forced his way through the crowd, ignoring all questions that were being asked. He looked down at the aging Motou. `Where is he?'

 

`Upstairs with Yami. Yugi called to say that he and the others would be going to the movies tonight. Go to the back room, you'll see a set of stairs, follow them and Krad and Yami should still be in the kitchen watching all this.' Grandpa Motou looked at the reporters, before sighing.

 

Seto inclined his head and followed the old man's directions. He was slightly surprised to see Krad in the back room, waiting for him. `I'm sorry.'

 

Seto shook his head, glaring at the blond. `No, you're not sorry yet. We're leaving.' Seto got a grip on Krad's forearm, the same one from when he dragged the blond out of school, and began pulling him along as he left the back room.

 

`I have to say “good-bye” to Yami!' Krad knew he was in for one hell of yelling when they got home.

 

`He'll understand.'

 

When they left the game shop, the reporters began asking different questions about their relationship. `Are you two seeing each other? If so, how long?'

 

`Have you slept with each other yet?'

 

`Is Mr. Kaiba as cold hearted as he portrays?'

 

`In September's issue of Byronic will you tell the public of your relationship with the most powerful man in Domino?'

 

That's it, Krad couldn't take it anymore. He stopped, glaring at the female reporter who asked the question. `Alright, now, to begin with, there is no relationship going on between Mr. Kaiba and myself. Nor is there anything going on between Yami and myself. Mr. Kaiba is my agent while I am here in Japan.' As usual, the flashes from the cameras were beginning to give him a headache. `Don't you people have a war to be covering rather than fucking up everyone's life?' With that, Krad got into the back of the limousine.

 

Seto closed the door, inclining his head to the driver who started the engine. `I never would have guessed you would have broken down like that.' Seto watched as they left the reporters behind. He frowned when he felt something in his lap. He looked down at Krad's head.

 

`I'm sorry. I never should have let this happen. I only wanted a friend.' Krad closed his eyes, trying to will his tears back.

 

Seto's eyes widened slightly. He never how lonely Krad would get being a model. Tenderly, Seto began running his fingers through Krad's hair. `I'll sort this mess out later.' Seto turned the small television on, in the back of the limousine.

 

A news update was on. `Publishers of Byronic have informed us that they are going to come clean with Krad and Seto Kaiba's relationship. It is apparent that these lovebirds have been dating for nearly four months. “It all started when Mr. Kaiba was in England for a meeting about his product,” the witness said. “Krad was in a bookstore when Mr. Kaiba came in. They started talking, and soon, they left together. Looking rather, comfy.” We are unsure of where this information came from, however, it almost positive that Mr. Kaiba is more than just an “agent”, as Krad called him moments ago. We'll keep you updated about the relationship between Europe's most famous model, and Domino's most powerful man. I'm Mikado Sebi.'

 

Krad could only stare at the blank television screen after Seto turned it off. `How dare they publish such a lie! I am so having a word with my original agent about this! That's slander!'

 

Seto held the bridge of his nose. He knew this was going to become a very, very, very ugly web of half-truths and lies. Sighing, he rested against the leather seat. `It looks like we both have a lot of work to do.'

 

 

 

Alright, that's chapter two for ya! Tell, what did ya think? Come on, peeps! I need reviews otherwise I wont know ya like! ^^ Ciao.

 

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