Kiss Me, Kill Me

Yuki: I guess since I have now life whatsoever, I shall stress myself to the point of no return with homework, fanfics, videos for YouTube, and my favorite activity, giving up on life.

Anika: Emo s(beep)...

Yuki: Anyway, here is a fanfic based on the doujin, Kiss Me, Kill Me.The first 2 chapters is the actual doujin.

Enjoy!

"talking" 'thinking'

Chapter One: The Act Part I

Seto Kaiba stood staring out his window, remembering the two most humiliating and agonizing acts played upon him.

'Invisible scars...'

"Right, I'd forgotten about that," the teen said, smiling at the idea.

'Yuugi, this time... I will be the one inflicting agony and humiliation on you!'

Next Day at School

Mutou, Yuugi had finally finished day duty (1) by the time he looked outside to see the sky.

"It's already dark outside..." He reflected on the conversation her had earlier with his friends. 'I knew I'd be late because of day duty, so Jounouchi-kun and the others have already gone home.'

"Do you want us to wait?" asked Anzu, not wanting her friend to stay alone.

"No! I'm fine!" Yuugi had responded, not wanting his friends to be burdened.

"You could skip," Jounouchi suggested, mischievous nature showing.

"Jounouchi..." Honda-kun said, a warning tone underlying his voice.

'I didn't think it had gotten so late.' Yuugi proceeded to walk out of the building, not noticing the black car follow slowly behind him. A man in a black suit got out of the car, which had come to a stop.

"Mutou, Yuugi?" Said teen turned around.

"Wha-?" He was cut off, eyes open wide, as the man clasped his hand over the teen's mouth. Yuugi struggled as long as he could, when he noticed a taste of the air he was breathing... it made him sleepy...

'...Tsu... A... chemical smell?'His last thought before going unconscious was one word:

'Why?'

The man in the suit held the small teen by his arm while he pulled out his phone.

"He's losing consciousness."

"Good, bring him." Yuugi slept away as the car he was put in drove off toward the mansion of a certain CEO.

A cold ceramic floor with black and white tiles, mimicking a chess board, was the first thing that Yuugi noticed when he came to. He groaned and took in his surroundings, shocked by the voice that he heard.

"...So, you're finally awake?"

'That voice-!'

There in front of him, sat Kaiba Seto in a fancy armchair, head resting on his propped up arm. The CEO wore a white suit, collar folded up properly and with a sense of class.

"Where...?" Yugi had no idea where they truly were, only that it was...

'...A dark room with no windows...'

"I have an interesting game planned for us..." Kaiba said, a smile of knowing and a type of hunger that Yuugi couldn't place decorating his face. "So I forced you to accept my invitation."

"Interesting game...?" Yuugi, feeling uneasy, managed to piece together some of the other's words. 'Invitation... then, is thing Kaiba-kun's house?'

"What... it's an easy game." Kaiba looked up, confident he would win. "I challenge you, Yuugi!"

Silence filled the room for a few moments.

"If it's a game..." Yuugi trailed off.

Kaiba immediately felt the tension in the room go from weak to intense in less than a second.

"Then I'll be your opponent." Mou Hitori no Yuugi had appeared in the body he shared with Mutou-kun, pride, confidence, and knowledge radiating from his form.

'Mou hitori no Yuugi...!' Kaiba knew for sure now that he would win.

"As usual, you do whatever you want." The tri-color haired teen, or 'Yami' as his other self called him, stood, annoyed by the CEO's arrogance and self-indulgence. Skepticism never hurt...

"What kind of game is it?"

Kaiba smiled, only slightly, but it was noticeable. He closed his eyes, lifted his arms to be supported by his elbows, and intertwined his fingers.

"As I said, the rules are simple. From now on, when you're in this room, you can't make a sound. The time limit is one hour. Those are the only rules." Seto opened his eyes and gazed upon the pieces of paper and two quill pens, all placed upon the lonely table in the room.

"If you keep silent, then you win." Kaiba smiled, his smug expression setting the other off. "How about it? Pretty simple, huh?"

"... Kaiba, what do you plan to do?" Something did not seem right, just by the brunette's expression.

Kaiba sighed, closing his eyes.

"It will hurt your reputation. 'Unthinkable they'd say..." He opened his eyes. "After all, this is a game."

"..." Yami closed his eyes, reaching his decision. "Sorry, but I'm too cautious..." The red-eyed teen raised his hand in a gesture of explanation.

"I don't believe you when you say it's that simple. So, I won't accept this game... Let me go home."

"Wait, Yuugi... Are you running away?" Kaiba spoke when the other had gotten to the lone door in the room, his hand above the doorknob.

"Then, you lose!" Seto smirked mentally as Yami turned his head to face him.

"I'm not rising to your bait." Yami returned his attention back to the golden appearance of the door handle. He attempted to turn it, but it remained in it's stationary, locked position. 'It won't open.'

"That door won't open without this key." The CEO held up a brass key with a large red gem in the middle of the end of it. "If you want to go home, then you'll have to beat me."

'Kisama...!' (2) Yami glared at the brunette, despising that smug look on the other's face.

"Do you accept?"

Yami mentally sighed, "Seems like I have no choice. Fine, I'll do it." That uneasy feeling... why wasn't it going away?

Kaiba closed his eyes and turned Yami's attention to the wall clock of the checkerboard room. "It just turned 9:00 PM." The CEO smiled. "Game start!"

Time passed, probably around 15 minutes. Yami stood, leaning against the wall with one foot against the wall, keeping him balanced. His arms lay folded across his chest, retaining that aloof, yet prideful pose. 'There has to be something up with this game.' He opened his eyes, focusing his sight on the CEO, who still sat in his armchair, head resting on his left fist. 'He hasn't moved at all...?... What is his role in this game?' The spirit recalled something the other had said earlier. 'Pen and paper... Should I try asking him with that?'

Kaiba Seto smirked as the other walked over to the podium. He stood as well, getting ever closer as Yami picked up the quill pen in his right hand.

As he was about to set the pen to meet the paper, Yami was shocked that something retained his wrist. He looked to his right to see the taller male with a strong hold on his wrist. The brunette, he saw, had a look of victory in his sapphire eyes. Yami felt himself being turned around and his mind went blank when he felt the other's lips on his.

(1) Day duty, or 'Nicchoku', is when Japanese students are assigned to clean up the school after class has ended and other tasks.

(2) I'm not sure if the translators of the doujin I downloaded meant the improper, insulting form of the word 'you' or the word 'bastard', so I just stuck with the Japanese word.

End of the 1st chapter. (Date: 12/9/08)

I just finished watching A Double Shot at Love on MTV, and I have school tomorrow. I'll upload tomorrow in the morning.

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