Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Vengeance Is A Dish Best Served With Fire ❯ Chapter 1: Meaningless Investigations ( Chapter 1 )

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Ok I’m back a bit later then expected but I’m back plus I felt really unloved only ONE review waaaaaaaaaa. Anyway I thought if only one person is reading this then I’ll continue and please leave another review.

Disclaimer:
Is Seto always naked? No. Is Yami always banging Likkle Yugi in to the nearest mattress? No. Has Yami actually lost to My Kaibakins. No. then I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh ©.

Warnings: Cussing.

Vengeance Is A Dish Best Severed With Fire

Chapter 1 : Meaningless Investigations

Seto and Yami arrived in Arizona a few hours later to be greeted by two follow FBI agent. They names where Agent Todd Backer and Agent Gabriel Edwards. Then after a few introductions and some small talk, Todd and Gabriel showed Seto and Yami to the elusive field.

“No evidence.” asked Yami with a thoughtful frown on his face, while pacing around a small patch of the field.

“None what so ever,” answered Gabriel thoughtfully, then added “They was one thing thought.” The three turned to him.

“Explain.” Seto stated with a sense of authority not one of them could dispute (Maybe Yami.) .

“Well the bodies were perfect not one piece out of place,” said Gabriel.

“So,” Yami said with one elegant brow raised and a hand placed on his hip.

“I’m talking everything,” Gabriel said with his arms failing about to farther prove his point, “It was burned to a crisp and had not bits hanging off and stuff and still perfect laying on the ground with its hand by its sides and legs straight ahead like the people did it of there own free will its fucking CRAZY.” his arms still failing around.

“Really,” Seto said with his mouth hanging open in fake shock “No way.”

“Yes way,” Gabriel said not catching Seto’s sarcasm either out of displacement or stupidity, “Even with Dr. Gardener playing around with them and shit.” He said in a very unprofessional manner.

“Dr. Gardener?” Yami asked with a thoughtful expression still on his face.

“Yeah, Our coroner.” Todd said with a dreamy expression.

“What did he find out,”

“Let’s go ask shall we,” Said Gabriel walking towards the cars to go to the local medical centre. As Yami got in to Seto’s car he said “I think this Dr. Gardener is of the female species.”

“Why’s that.” Seto asked not paying much attention and just starting the car.

“Did you not see the droll rolling down Todd’s chin and Gabriel looking as thought he was going to fuck over the examination table even though we were there.” Yami said with a smirk.

“Just like at that tournament when you first saw Yugi, the drool was getting your shirt wet,” Kaiba replied with a similar smirk.

“Arrr, I thought you forgot about that day,” Yami replied with a pout, “but as you can see I’m still with him unlike you and that freaky fish guy.”


A small town with all the usual convenience stores for your every day needs and small shops that the farming community would need. It even had a small motel next to the medical centre (which was very handy for Yami and Seto.) They turned towards the medical centre getting out they’re cars and strolling towards it. They found where Dr. Gardener was in the small building. She turned to them as they entered the room that she was working in. It was a small room consisting of a desk which had tidy files and piles of papers and a examination table which had a zipped up body bag on it, it clearly contained a body with any stage of death. She was a small woman slightly taller then Agent Atemu. She to be in her mid-twenties to early thirties. She had light brown hair which was tied up in a elegant bun in the middle of her head and a pointed nose with upon rested her horn-rimmed glasses. Looked upon them with her light blue eyes.

“Ah, Agents Backer and Edwards I see and two new guys, you are.” she said with a air of importance but was polite at the same time holding out her hand to Seto.

He took it and said with same air of importance but this tone commanded respect not asked you to respect, “Agent Seto Kaiba from Washington DC. And my partner over there is Agent Yami Atemu.”

She looked towards Yami with a hint of disgust, he did not look FBI materiel at all. In her opinion Yami looked more like a short model then anything else I mean who in there right mind would wear leather pants to work. Where Kaiba looked the part with his dress pants and long sleeved blue shirt. She betted if you cut him down the middle it would say FBI in his DNA.

“You want to know about I body, yes,” She said toward Yami with her top lip curled up in a pompous fashion like he shouldn’t be there and was below her in every single way. (Even though there was only about 2” high difference.)

“Yes.” He said noticing the look and realising it was towards him put a confused on his face. I mean don’t get him wrong but woman (or men for that matter.) never looked at him in that matter it was always either in pure happiness or lust. He was shocked and quiet upset to see disgust in someone, he had just meets face, when he hadn’t said a word yet. She looked upon him like the dog muck she just stepped in when he decided to take the angry approach and just glared for good measure, he had a good glare it made babies cry, and had Dr. Gardener looking away in record time.

“Umm the b-body is t-this w-w-ay.” She stuttered and led them to the table with the body bag on. Seto was trying hold in his laughed while Yami was pretty pleased with himself, “It’s quite amazing,” she said normally after controlling herself. “The body is that of a female in her late teens bearing between 16 to 20 years of age. I was able to gain some bone that had not got completely charred away and came up with that much, but I did the test to see what burned her body three times and it still came up indecisive.”

“So is it a unknown element or maybe a compound not on the database.” Kaiba said nearly completely lost in thought.

“No we have no clue Agent Kaiba but what could really be used to burn her so completely when nothing else was? And why were no fires reported anywhere in the country that night?” she asked both Yami and Seto this time.

Yami was holding his head. He had a headache to kill and it wasn’t getting any better. He was rubbing his palms of his hands to try and keep the pain under control but it just wasn’t working. Seto was deep in thought, this was a puzzler but what could it be? He was determined to find out though.


The five stood around the table that was in the room and were staring at the body bag that lay atop it. Dr Gardener unzipped the bag and inside it lay a figure so burned you couldn’t recognise the gender or species for the matter. ‘It’ had one single cut down the chest area from the base of the neck to the abdomen. Yami looked down at he body and nearly doubled over from the rush of images going thought his head he couldn’t quite make them out and was feeling slightly sick from the sensation. Dr. Gardener noticed this and was quite shocked to see the tiny model-type-thing was in pain but she knew she had to act profession in front of others and didn’t laugh like she wanted to.

“Agent Atemu are you alright you look very pale all of a sudden.” She asked in the high and mighty tone again. The weird short leather-clad thing just looked up blinked shook his head to try and rid the feeling of slight nausea and replied in the politest manner he could muster

“Yes, just tired me and Agent Kaiba had a long drive to get here.”

“Well,” Dr. Gardener replied, “We wouldn’t want you collapsing would we?” followed by a laugh that would give a young healthy adult a heart attack. It just made Yami AND Seto flinch. They departed before she could do it again.


They briskly walked to the car to get the luggage out when Yami suddenly stopped. Seto turned when he found Yami not next to him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you.” Quite annoyed at being held up from sleep.

“It’s nothing it just ano it just gomen nasai,” He said ready to collapse where he stood in the middle of the road.
“What the fuck did you just say,” he said walked back to where Yami was partly standing partly falling from only Ra knows what.

“Didn’t you feel it,”

“Feel what,” Seto said as he half dragged half carried him to the car.

“That body … it wasn’t right, it was weird, didn’t you feel it ,”

“No it’s just a body, what you’re feeling is lack of sleep and lack of food that’s all so just get in the car and we’ll go to the motel ok just don’t think about it.” he said quite worried for the other male.

“But I saw how she died it,” he said losing the fight to stay awake.

“Whatever just get in the car.”

“But Seto.” he whined still losing the one-sided battle.

“JUST GET IN THE CAR.” he roared. Yami dragged himself from Seto,
heaved himself to the car. As he got in he noticed Seto was still not in it. Seto was outside it pacing, thinking. ‘This isn’t right why did I get the same headache he did I saw it to but there is no way I’m going to admit it I mean it was probably just a hallucination caused by lack of sleep and dehydration.’ He thought to himself as he stopped his pacing and got himself in the car.

He turned to face Yami, “ You know if you do this again and I have to waste petrol on a two minute walk I swear you’re paying for it.” He said as he started the car.


As they arrived at room 666 (‘How ironic.’ thought Seto.) there they stood staring at what was a double bed. Now to a ordinary person a double bed isn’t a big threat… but to a very tired Seto Kaiba and exhausted Yami Atemu it was. For you see too manly men ( gay men but what can you say.) should not sleep together unless the where ‘together’. You see if I was two women or even two not-quite manly men it would have been nothing but to them it was. For you see sleeping meant moving, moving meant touching and touching meant… well I don’t know what it meant but they did.

“I swear on Kami-sama I am not sleeping with you.” Yami said with disgust.

“Don’t worry I wasn’t thinking on it. You’re sleeping on the floor.” he said while examining his already perfect nails.

“WHY ME,” he exclaimed with the new found energy of a argument.

“Well because, I’m taller then you.”

“Urasai, kuso I am not sleeping on the floor I would rather sleep with you and that’s saying something.”

“What do you keep saying you have been speaking Spanish or something since we left the medical centre and it’s beginning to bug me.” Seto said getting slightly annoyed at not understanding something for once.

“If it was Spanish u would understand ne? Plus you should know where I’m originally from so you should guess.” he said quite pleased he was getting the great Seto Kaiba annoyed. ‘Shit I forgot he is half Japanese and grew up there, also that midget he calls a boyfriend is full Japanese’

“Ok you won this one but I’m still getting the bed,” and before Yami could argue he takes his suitcase and heads for the bathroom. Yami just lay on the bed anyway, ‘why is it always me that’s gets singled out, I always get the weird stuff’ he thought while pouting at the ceiling with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. He relaxed and lay on his right side staring at the bathroom door listening to the water run calming his over worked brain a lot. He was beginning to see the images more clearly, a whole village burning down and people running and screaming. The only emotion seen on the people’s faces was fear and hopelessness. Men on white stallions come killing any who where still alive with long swords that where now shining red. ‘I need to find out more’ Yami thought as sleep finally caught up with him and he fell asleep, fully clothed.


Seto came out the bathroom with a towel around his waist and one dying he’s hair. He looked up to see Yami on ‘his’ bed sleeping on his back with arm flung sideways and one hanging off the edge of the bed his legs all cramped up mumbling something along the lines of ‘Yeah baby I like it like. That right there that’s it.’ Once Seto heard that, he had enough. He slipped in a part of loose black silk boxers and pushed Yami not very gently of his bed, because he did not get up and rant he decided it was best that he check to see if he killed him or not because contrary to popular belief FBI agents did not have a license to kill. So he crawled along the length of the bed and looked over to see Yami still asleep with his ass in the air still mumbling something. He couldn’t quite make it out anymore but it was a name beginning with a K. ‘Hmm,’ he thought to himself, ‘must remember to ask him who he is dream cheating on Yugi with.’ as he just got in to bed deciding to leave Yami in his fantasy land with the mysterious Mr. K.

To Be Continued …

Ok that the end of the second chapter and who’s the mysterious MR. K if anyone guess you get internet cookies. sorry for the wait and I hope you enjoyed it if you didn’t understand the Japanese in it review and I’ll write the translation in the next chapter Love ya bibi xxxxxx