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"No you're the best kisser," Yami poked his nose, grinning like an idiot.
"Nope," Seto denied.
"Yeah-huh," Yami insisted, slipping on the stairs, "Hey... Have we reached the twenty-step, yet?"
"More like the hundreth," Seto complained, catching the other at the last possible second, "They don't have elevators here, why?"
"Because," Yami giggled, coming upon his floor, "Stairs are cool."
"Whoever invented stairs is going to be sued," Seto decided, "By me."
"Unless you bring him back from the deaders, that's not gonna happen," Yami turned down. They stopped in front of Yami's apartment and he sighed, turning to face his date to say goodnight, only to be pushed up against the door and his lips met with Seto's.
"Mmph!" he exclaimed, taken by surprise.
"Mmm... You're the best kisser, Yami," Seto cooed, once they'd separated, "I wish we didn't have to depart so soon, but if I try to take advantage of your intoxication now, you'll, most-likely, not talk to me once you're sober.... Possibly ever again."
"So don't," Yami pleaded.
"I must," Seto winked, placing a kiss on his forehead and stepping back, "This is good-bye... For now. Will I see you tomarrow?"
Okay," Yami agreed. With that, Seto smiled, briefly, and left, leaving the swoosh of his coat tails in his wake. Yami fumbled with the keys for a moment before finally getting the door open. He stopped, dead, in the doorway when he saw who was sitting in the hallway, waiting for his return, smoking a cigarette.
"Hello, Son," Keith greeted, coldly, "I'm back from America."
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What Half of My Heart is Left?
FanficYami is the new kid in school, but when given the options between Seto Kaiba and Yugi Moto, it might be a decision too hard to make. REALLY old fic featuring YUGIOH! characters. Triggers: Yaoi, abuse Ships: Puzzle, Pride
