Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hot as Ice ❯ Something to Remember ( Chapter 7 )

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Hot as Ice

Note: Translations from http://babelfish.yahoo.com/translate_txt

RECAP

~“Come on, Joey before our ride decides to leave with out us!” Yugi said and they rushed after the three brothers. ~

STORY START

Pegasus greeted another couple, an elderly man and young woman old enough to be his granddaughter as he glanced at the door, the duellists where late, which meant that either they weren't coming or they were late, and the former was more likely than the latter.

He felt bad for what he'd done to them, Yugi and Seto more than the others, the other brother of the Kaiba's he didn't even have a name for. And Wheeler was just a very luck man with good friends.

“Have a good evening,” he murmured shaking the elderly mans hand and the man leered squeezing the trophy mistress at his sides, hip making her purr and flutter her eyelashes at Pegasus.

The doors opened and silence descended on the hall as five men entered and Pegasus's breath caught in his throat.

Oh, my god, the boy was real! He thought taking in the sight of Seto and a man who was so obviously his twin walking side by side in matching suits, their little brother moving along before them, Yugi a little to the left of the twin in black while Wheeler was a little to the right of the twin in white.

And he honestly couldn't tell which twin was Seto and which his unnamed twin for both had the same skin tone. (Seth's tan has dulled and Seto's been spending more time in the sun thanks to his twin.) Their strides the same as they made their way down the stairs. He looked into their eyes and instantly knew which was which.

Seto, in the white suit, his eyes were cold, icy and hard while the unnamed one's burned with inner flame, passion, and yet they were strangely soft in their blazing blue colour.

“Kaiba-boy!” he said moving forward to shake hands as reporters snapped photo after photo of the group.

“Pegasus,” Seto said shaking the older mans hand before introducing his twin “This is Seth, you know Mokuba,” his voice turning hard at the mention of his younger sibling.

“Nice to meet you, Seth,” he said nodding to the latter as he shook the older brothers hand.

“Yugi! Thank you for coming,” He said as the duellist stoped at Seth's side.

“Thanks for the invite,” the diminutive man said and Pegasus shook his head “No thanks needed,” as he turned to Wheeler, his hand out, “Joey, Wheeler, a pleasure as always,” he said warmly, his only eye flashing with warmth.

“Yah, like Yug said, thanks for the invite,” the blond said even as he shook the silver haired mans hand.

“No need, really, now mingle, have fun! And once again it's nice to meet you Seth,” he said before moving away as sound re-entered the hall.

Making his way to the beverages Seto muttered to Seth “I despise that man,” his voice low.

“Why?” Seth asked as the younger man handed him a flute of champagne, “He kidnapped Mokuba, tried to steal my company and then on top of that he trapped Mokuba and my…ask Yugi he'll explain,” the man grumbled as he sipped the drink in his hand.

“I hate champagne,” he said and Seth laughed “What don't you hate?” he asked and his twin looked thought full, “Mokuba, you, coffee, whisky, brandy…The Blue Eye White Dragon,” he said.

Seth nodded already having learnt his twins' obsession with the pail dragon that had a strange tug at him as well.

…

Yugi laughed as Seth described one of the camel races he'd been in years ago and a stunning woman in silver trotted over, her chest ample, her make up far too thick.

“Well hello handsome,” she purred touching Seth's arm, before casting Yugi a nearly dismissive look before purring to Seth “Dance with me,” as her shoulder pressed forward pushing her chest together and higher up.

Seth didn't even noticed as he shock his head and said “Sorry, I don't think my date would appreciate me dancing with another before I danced with him,” extracting himself from her grasp as he took Yugi's hand pulling him onto the dance floor.

“What are you doing?” the duellist champion asked breathlessly as the taller man pulled him close.

“Dancing,” Seth grinned down at the boy taking the lead as other paused to gawk at the two of them, both men dancing.

“Lift your feet, put them on top of mine,” Seth said and Yugi frowned only to gasp when Seth lifted him up slightly, settling his smaller feet on top of his then they were off, twirling along as if they'd been dancing forever.

“Where did you learn to dance?” Yugi asked staring up at the older, beautiful man, tightening his grip on Seth's hand and shoulder and the man chuckled.

“Akina, my adoptive mother was a dancer for many years before she met Akil, my adoptive father. She loved to dance and so she taught me her passion and I know all kinds of dance now,” Seth said with a smile.

“You'd like her, she's everything a mother should be, sweet and kind, understanding and accepting. She is the light to Akil's darkness or so they say. She is smiles while…Seto reminds me of Akil, quiet, withdrawn with a thunderous temper,” he said and Yugi smiled.

“You learnt to dance, ballroom in the desert,”

“Yes, it was one of the things I loved most and will treasure always, it was her gift to me, for you see she is barren, they had tried for many, many years to have children and nothing came of it,” Seth said shrugging, “She always said that the gods had sent her a dream of me and that I needed a mother as much as she needed a son and so she went in search of me.” He laughed and shook his head as he pulled Yugi into a low dip as camera's false and Seto too shook his head at his twins antics though he said nothing when the pair left the floor, rejoining him, Joey and Mokuba who was hiding from a young girl in pink who was badgering him for a dance.

…

Joey glanced at Seto, just out of the corner of his eyes as he spoke with another business man and a woman in silver swished her way over as Seth muttered “Oh great the man eaters back, watchout Joey you might be next!” making him and Mokuba laugh as Yugi smiled.

“Mr Kaiba?” she purred at Seth and he shook his head, “Sorry hon, but the one in white is Mr Kaiba,” he told her and her odd, yellow green eyes widened before they shinned with glee.

“Oh I'm sorry,” she murmured before moving over to Seto who ignored her at first as the man spoked until she wrapped one long taloned hand around his bicep and he tensed, the tension in his shoulders only noticeable to those who knew him.

“Mr Kaiba, you must simply dance with me,” she purred at him and the elderly man watched with an almost expectant light in his eyes which soon died as Seto shook his head and said “No, I don't,” his voice curt as he removed her hand from his arm.

A shocked look on her face, her lip curled in a disgusted sneer as she asked her voice shrill, “What are you gay too?” and silence gripped those around them, reported diving in.

“That is of no consequence, you asked for a dance I declined, my sexual preference has no part in this,” he said coolly and the woman sputtered.

“Any straight man wants me!” she said and Mokuba looked at his brother waiting, “Most blind men would,” Seto sneered too tired and irritated to care.

She gapped at him, her mouth hanging open and she shrieked grabbing a drink from the nearest person and threw it at him.

It never made it.

Joey quickly stepped in the way, the red wine splattering over his face, shirt and socking into his blond hair turning it pink along with his shirt.

“You bastard!”

Kaiba Mansion

Muttering Joey wrapped the burgundy towel around his lean waist and re-entered his room for the night, having expected a late evening, Kaiba…Seto had opened his house to then, though Joey suspected that was after Mokuba and Seto badgered him.

“Wheeler,” a deep, empty voice called and he turned, flushing red when he noticed Seto in the door way, dressed in a pair of silk pyjama pants and an open top, an open top that showed the nearly malnourished stomach of the CEO.

Why would he be so skinny if he had more than enough food to fill his belly, to keep him from looking so…underfeed, starved.

“Yeah?” he asked re-meeting those blue eyes and flushed again realising he had been staring at the man and he probably had said more but he hadn't heard a word. Also that he'd been caught red handed taking in a very hot sight.

The man, though he needed more food in his belly, was stunning.

“Thank you,” Seto said.

“For?” Joey asked confused, why was he being thanked? He didn't understand.

“For making sure her…attack didn't reach me, and for being ready to get her off of me,” Seto said softly, and Joey went to deny it, he'd hoped his feelings of…possession hadn't shown, but Seto stoped him with a shake of his head.

“Don't deny it, I won't mention it again…just thanks,” he said and left.

Left a flushed, confused puppy in a too big, cold room.