Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Angel ❯ In Love With an Angel ( Chapter 4 )

Angel

by Dragondreamer and Yami Dragon

Disclaimer: We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters.

Warning: Rated for sex and language. If you don't like it, don't read it.

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DD: More reviews! Yippee!! *hugs reviewers*

YD: Eeewww!! Spontaneous displays of affection!

Yami: I think you've been spending too much time with MJ Dragon.

YD: Jealous Yami?

Yami: As if..poor Yugi had nightmares last night.

YD: Yeah well, she has that effect on lots of people.

DD: Where is everyone?

Yami: Hiding. They're afraid you invited MJ over again.

DD: *chuckles* Anyway..

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Note: /../ Seto's thoughts

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Chapter 4

In Love With an Angel

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Seto pulled the car up in front of the mansion. He was pleased to see the extra security guards already arriving.

"Come on Ryou. We're here."

He turned to see Mokuba pulling on Ryou's arm. Ryou didn't respond.

Seto got out from behind the wheel and opened Ryou's door. Reaching in, he unbuckled the smaller boy and picked him up.

With Mokuba running ahead, he carried Ryou up the stairs and into the house, ignoring the startled butler who held the door.

"Master Kaiba! What's happened?!" Rose came from the back of the house.

"Rose, get the fire in the den lit. Collins, get some blankets."

The two servants rushed off.

Seto carried Ryou into the den and gently laid him on the couch. Mokuba was immediately there, rubbing the other boy's cold hands.

Seto looked down into the lifeless brown eyes and felt his heart clench.

Collins came with the blankets and handed them to Seto before turning to help Rose with the fire. Seto and Mokuba tucked the blankets around a still unresponsive Ryou.

When the fire was firmly established, the two servants turned to the Kaiba brothers.

"Master Kaiba?" Rose looked from her employer to the boy on the couch.

"That will be all thank you." Seto dismissed them. "I'll call you if I need anything."

As they left, Seto knelt next to the couch, reaching out to brush Ryou's hair from his face. Ryou responded to the touch, turning his head towards Seto, his eyes coming into focus.

"Where am I?"

"My house. How do you feel?"

"Cold." Ryou's teeth began to chatter. He was still pale and obviously suffering from shock.

Seto got up and went to the bar. Pouring some Crown Royal into a glass, he brought it back to the couch. He pulled Ryou up and settled behind him, allowing the weakened boy to lean against his chest.

"Drink this."

"Seto.."

"Come on Ryou, drink it. It'll help."

Ryou took the glass, his hands shaking, making the liquor splash around the vessel. Mokuba wrapped his hands around Ryou's, helping him drink.

Ryou began to choke and sputter, eyes tearing. "Ugh! That's awful!"

Seto patted him between the shoulder blades, chuckling.

Mokuba took the empty glass to the bar and smiled when he turned back. The color was flowing back into Ryou's cheeks.

When Seto tried to rise, he found his arms trapped in Ryou's weak grip.

"Please.."

"Okay Ryou." He settled back down, pulling the blankets up to cover the other boy. He smiled when Ryou sighed and settled back, closing his eyes.

Mokuba smiled too. "I'll go get you some coffee big brother."

"Thanks Mokuba. And make sure the security detail's in place, would you?"

"I'll take care of it. You've got your hands full." The younger Kaiba chuckled, leaving the room.

Seto rolled his eyes. The boy had no tact.

/Or is it that I'm so transparent to him?/

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Someone was shaking him.

Seto opened his eyes to meet the grey ones belonging to his brother.

"Alan's on the phone." Mokuba whispered, not wanting to wake his sleeping friend.

Seto carefully got off the couch, laying the slumbering teen down, smiling as he burrowed into the blankets. Reaching out, he brushed his fingertips across Ryou's cheek.

Leaving the den, he headed for his office, passing by Collins on his way.

"See to the fire please Collins. And don't wake Ryou."

"Right away Master Kaiba."

Reaching the office, Seto crossed to the desk and collapsed into the chair. He reached for the phone.

"You have a report for me?"

"Yes sir. We haven't been able to find her. We're extending the search radius."

"Bakura and the others?"

Alan sighed. "He's not making our job any easier sir."

"Put him on the phone."

"What the hell do you want Kaiba?"

"Bakura, take it down a notch. My people know what they're doing."

"When I get my hands on that bitch.."

"Bakura! Settle, would you? Have you had your shoulder looked at?"

"I don't have time for that."

"Yes you do. You can't keep up if you're still bleeding all over the place."

"Fine. I'll have it taken care of." Bakura paused, listening to something. "I've gotta go. How's Ryou?"

"He's fine. He's sleeping." He heard a sigh of relief from the white haired spirit. "I'll take care of him Bakura. Have Alan call me if something comes up."

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By ten o'clock that night, the search for MJ hadn't borne much fruit. Alan and the others had managed to track her to the airport where she had boarded a plane bound for Canada.

The searchers returned to the Kaiba estate for a final report.

"We won't hear from our people in Vancouver until the morning." Alan stated.

"It's okay Alan. There's nothing more you can do tonight. Dismiss the others and go home."

Leaving the security chief to carry out his instructions, Seto headed back to the den.

Ryou was sitting on the couch with his yami, talking to him through their mind link. Yugi and Mokuba were sound asleep on the loveseat while Yami stood in front of the fireplace, staring into the flames, his expression unreadable.

"You're all welcome to stay the night."

"I want Ryou to stay here. It's safest for him." Bakura replied. "But I'm going home in case she shows up there."

"But yami, she's left the country." Ryou protested.

"We don't know that for sure."

"He's right." Yami said, turning to face them. "I'll go with him, and Yugi will come too. He'd be furious if I left him here."

"I'll have a couple of the guards take you back and stay with you, just in case."

With that, Seto left the room again to make the arrangements. He stopped when he felt someone grab his arm. Turning, he found himself locked in Bakura's bottomless brown gaze.

"Why are you doing this?" Bakura crossed his arms, his body taking on a defiant stance.

"He's Mokuba's best friend."

"Don't hand me that bullshit Kaiba. There's more to it than that."

/Like I'm going to tell you the real reason./

If he did, he'd likely find himself laid out in the hallway, a victim of the spirit's overprotectivness of his hikari.

"I'm not blind. You have feelings for my light, don't you?"

Seto was taken aback.

/Am I that obvious? I think I'm about to have the crap kicked out of me./

"Yes." Seto braced himself for the expected blow.

It never came.

The tension left Bakura's body and he actually smiled.

"I thought so. At first I was concerned that you only wanted to get him between the sheets. It took that pain in the ass Pharaoh to point out there was more to it than that." Bakura's look grew serious. "Do you love him?"

"Yes Bakura, I do." /Did I just SAY that?!/

Good, because I think he feels the same way."

"You..you do?"

"Don't be stupid. He spends more time here than anywhere else."

"But..he's Mokuba's friend.."

Bakura growled in frustration. "I thought you were supposed to be a genius! Listen Kaiba, I can sense his thoughts, remember? He watches you when he thinks no one's looking."

Seto just stood in stunned silence.

Bakura let out another irritated growl. "Just talk to him about it."

"You want me to talk to him about it? I thought you hated me."

"Let's say I'm not crazy about you and leave it at that, okay? I just want him happy."

"And you think I can make him happy?" Seto was having a hard time believing what he was hearing.

"I do. But I swear Kaiba, I'll rip your heart out with my teeth if you hurt him."

Seto knew better than to not take that threat seriously.

"Go do your thing already. I want to get home."

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"Whenever you want to go I have two guards ready to take you." Seto said, returning to the den.

Bakura put his arms around his hikari, kissing his forehead. "You'll be safe here. Sleep well my light. Let go Pharaoh." He stalked from the room without another word.

Yami rolled his eyes as he gathered the still sleeping Yugi into his arms. "Thank you Seto."

"Don't mention it Yami. Good night."

Seto turned to Ryou. "I'm going to put Mokuba to bed. You okay on your own for a few minutes?"

Ryou looked at him for a minute, eyes thoughtful, before answering. "I'll be fine."

Seto picked his brother up and carried him from the room.

/What's he thinking? Bakura seems pretty sure he'd return my feelings. There's only one way to find out./

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DD: You can come out now everyone! She's not here!

Tristan: *voice muffled by the closet door* I'm not coming out!

YD: Wimp! Anyway, please review folks.

DD: And no flames please.