Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Coalescence ❯ An Invitation to a Revelation ( Chapter 12 )

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12) An Invitation to a Revelation

Summary: Yami has a few minutes with Seto after school; an unexpected video call summons them both to Domino Museum.




After school, Yugi didn't have to ask Yami if he was looking forward to a few stolen moments with his new boyfriend; Yugi could SENSE it. After taking leave of his friends, Yugi went to the west door of the school where he saw Kaiba's limousine waiting, and with nothing more than a hasty "Be good!" and a mental wink to his other self, he allowed the spirit's manifestation to appear, retreating to allow Yami privacy.

//Thank you, Yugi,// Yami sent back to him silently with a wave of tenderness.

/Just call Jii-chan if you're going to be late for dinner,/ Yugi returned in an amused tone.

Then Yami reached the car. The driver was holding the door open for him, looking down at him impassively. [I'll bet he's been hired for his loyalty and discretion,] he considered, then relaxed as he climbed into the car to sit beside an equally impassive Seto Kaiba. The door shut.

Immediately Yami glanced toward the window. "It's one-way glass," Seto beside him murmured. "We're completely private in here. Is Yugi...?

"You know the answer to that," Yami breathed, already having checked to make sure that Yugi was unaware of him. He turned, flipping the heavy Puzzle on its chain over his shoulder and onto his back. Then he released a deep sigh as he immediately launched himself at his lover, finding Seto's mouth as he tried to plaster his body as much against the other's longer one as possible.

Immediately Seto deepened the kiss, almost chuckling with delight into his ardent little lover's open mouth. [Damn, I love when he does this, the little fiend!] he thought, his long arms holding the slim, lithe body tightly against him, one hand sliding down daringly to cup his ass. [MINE,] he thought, feeling a strong possessiveness toward the Egyptian spirit.

[MINE,] Yami was thinking with equal determination, amazed at how wanton the young executive made him feel. He teased back by pushing against the press of his lover's hand on his bottom. [He dares to tease me like this, but I *will* have him...]

For a long, heated minute, the lovers feverishly explored one another's mouth as if starved, moving their bodies together as much as was possible in the cramped space of the limousine. Then their lips parted as they gasped for breath, but Yami only settled deeper into his lover's embrace, nuzzling his face into the side of his neck as he slid down a little.

"Koibito," Yami murmured with contentment, pressing kisses against the lean neck of the other.

"Yami... koi..." Seto breathed, tilting his neck back, feeling drenched in sensation... again. [What he does to me...]

"Mmmm, Seto," Yami sighed, then reached up again for another kiss, resuming their duel of tongues, his arms twined around the other's neck.

[I could kiss him like this for hours,] Seto thought, unable to keep from emitting a little moan into Yami's mouth. [What is this... power... that draws us together? With this incredible little being in my arms I could truly believe in magic...]

Yami's thoughts as he continued to plunder his lover's depths were running along similar lines. [I don't know whether to think Fate is laughing at us or favoring us - here we are, the top two ranked Duelists in the world and we can't get enough of each other - surely the gods are enjoying the irony as well... nevertheless, I am drawn to him deeply, perhaps even in defiance of destiny...]

And at that moment, Destiny indeed was looking askance at the relationship that was flying in its face, challenging its millennia-long plan. But it was already too late to go back...




Satisfied that the new Egyptian exhibit at the Domino Museum was set up to her exacting standards, Isis Ishtahr contemplated her next task. She touched her Torc, frustrated that the future she'd seen so clearly was now so muddied. [Something unexpected is going on between our two major players,] she considered, and therefore decided to include them both in her next move.

"Madam Ishtahr, the camera crew from the news station is ready," murmured the quiet voice of one of her aides.

"Very well, let's get started," she affirmed, turning on a heel to follow him.






"I... have to go," Seto murmured, rubbing his nose against his boyfriend's ear.

Yami sighed, fingering Seto's left earlobe. He was still perched in his lap, very contentedly wrapped in the other's long arms. "I prefer the ankh," he murmured back.

Seto grinned. He'd worn a diamond stud in his ear today. "I can't wear that at school," he replied. "But I'll wear the ankh for you on our next date... and every other one after that, I promise."

Yami straightened a little and laid a hand palm down on Seto's chest above his heart. "You've changed so much... and I love it," he whispered, then looked up into his lover's eyes. "I think I know now why Mokuba worships you so. You can be very sensitive to others and caring when you want to." He smiled, then reached up to kiss him again.

This kiss, however, was far more casual and circumspect than the first shared in the limo a few minutes ago. It was important, especially for Yami, that they didn't get too out of hand. The last thing he needed right now was to step out of that limousine with an erection when he had to turn back into Yugi!

"I'll try to call you later," Yami murmured as he opened his door.

"I'd love that," Seto returned, leaning back against his seat, sighing.

Before the door could be closed, both boys were startled to see the driver stop Yami with a light touch to his arm and then lean in to speak to Seto, including both of them. "Sirs, excuse me, but there's a call I believe you should take right now. The caller asked to speak to both Seto Kaiba and Yugi Mutou regarding the new Egyptian exhibit at the museum... and she mentioned something about rare cards. We're feeding it into your video setup here in the car now."

"Both of us?" Seto asked, wondering how anyone could have known Yugi was with him. [Rare cards!] he thought, his heart rate picking up. Besides Yami, the thought of rare Duel Monsters cards was the other thing that could make his heart race!

He exchanged a glance with Yami, who nodded curtly and got back into the car. Though the driver closed the door again, the Egyptian spirit made no move to return to his lover's arms. Seto activated the videoscreen console in the car.

The screen displayed the image of an Egyptian woman, very beautiful with piercing blue eyes and long black hair. Both boys immediately noted the golden torc necklace she wore. "Greetings, Seto Kaiba and Yugi Mutou! While I did not expect to find you in each other's company, it is well that you are together, for I need to speak with both of you."

"What's this about?" Seto asked warily. "What's this about rare cards?"

She smiled tightly. "In a moment. I am hosting a new exhibit of Egyptian artifacts which will be of great interest to you both. I invite you to a private showing at your earliest convenience. As soon as you can get here, in fact. And I do have some rare Duel Monster cards that I know you will want to have."

"I don't work with dealers who contact me," Seto replied tersely.

"I didn't say I was selling cards," Isis returned confidently. "I am giving them to you... both. These are not your usual cards, gentlemen. But I assure you, the exhibit will be of equal interest. Will you come?"

"I want to see this," Yami whispered aside to his lover. "She might have something that could explain the Millennium Puzzle or something about my past. And I know you don't want to turn down free cards." He added a smirk at this last.

Seto relaxed and gave him a smirk back. "No, I don't suppose I do." He sighed and returned his attention to the screen. "Very well, we will come. You'd better make this worth our time."

"I certainly will," Isis replied, smiling serenely, then ended the connection.

"Something tells me things will be getting very interesting," Yami murmured, then looked up at his tall companion.

Seto met his gaze evenly. "You know, we haven't talked about how our relationship will affect our dueling."

Yami narrowed his eyes slightly. "Why would it affect our dueling?"

Blink. Seto cleared his throat. "Yami, I..." He narrowed his eyes as well. [Another challenge...] "I consider you my chief rival... no, my only true rival for the world championship."

Yami inclined his head. "I understand that, though I am not interested in a world championship. All I know is that if the stakes were high, if we were in position to duel, I would fight you with all the powers at my command. And expect no less of you. Honor and my regard for you demands this."

[But how can I fight you now?] Seto was thinking, his heart sinking. "I'm no longer that ruthless bastard who manipulated you into losing that last time," he replied quietly. "I don't have the heart for that sort of thing. Not that I don't want to win... I just don't want to hurt you... or lose you..."

The Egyptian smiled and reached to touch his cheek. "You're not going to lose me, Seto. And you were never a bastard, not when you were desperate to save your little brother. True, you've been a total jerk around my friends at times, and especially Jounouchi..."

"I have no will to do that anymore," Seto broke in hastily, but the touch turned into a caress.

"I know, koibito. You've already showed me that you can restrain yourself around him." He grinned suddenly. "Who knows, one day you might even see in him what I do!"

Seto rolled his eyes, but he, too, was smiling. "I'll do my best."

Yami let his hand fall back to his own lap. "We should get going. I'll call Yugi's grandfather on his cell phone."

Seto handed him the car's handset. "No need - you can use this."

"Thanks." Yami gave his lover a lingering look. "I think this museum exhibit is very important, Seto. I know it's not your thing, but..."

"Never mind that. I know you're hoping it will lead to clues about your past." He indicated the phone, then glanced away. "Call."

Yami did, while Seto instructed the driver to call for another car to pick up Mokuba, then to proceed to the Domino Museum.




Yugi was idly playing with a hand-held video game in his soul room, occasionally wondering what Yami was up to, when he abruptly felt the presence of his other self. /Yami?/

//Yes, aibou, sorry to keep you waiting,// his dark side replied smoothly. //Unfortunately something has come up and I must accompany Seto to the Domino Museum.//

/What for?/ Yugi asked, frowning. His grandpa would be waiting for him to help with the shop and he had homework to do.

//We just received a call about an Egyptian exhibit. We've been invited for a private showing - just the two of us. If you wish, you may be present as well.// By that he meant that they would blend their minds as if dueling, allowing them both awareness of the real world. Yami would retain control, however.

/Egyptian exhibit? I... I don't understand, Yami.../

Yami sent his light half a wave of warmth and understanding. //I believe it may hold clues to my identity or past, aibou. And the exhibitor is promising us some rare cards that I'm suspecting are quite extraordinary. I sense they will have something to do with our destiny. Will you join me?//

/G...Grandpa.../

//I've already called and told him you would be late coming home from school,// Yami related gently. //I would treasure having my partner along with me.//

Yugi melted. [The sweet things he says to me...] /All right, then, as long as Kaiba doesn't mind./

//He won't,// Yami returned, amused.

A moment later, Yami glanced over at Seto who had been watching him, intrigued, during the silent exchange. "Yugi's here."

Seto gave him a smirk. "Yugi... I hope you don't mind if I don't exactly keep my hands off my boyfriend in your presence. At least not completely."

Yami smiled. "He says it depends on what you consider 'hands on'!"

Seto laughed, a rich, deep sound. "I won't embarrass you, I promise!" And with that, he firmly took Yami's hand in his.

Although he *was* embarrassed, Yugi was also inordinately pleased by the sweet gesture. /Awww, he's being nice to you, isn't he, Yami?/

//Yes, aibou...// Yami closed his eyes and gave the hand in his a grateful squeeze.



(tbc)