Hey there everyone :) This is an original story that I like to call Summer Seduction, it has been created out of inspiration of the first 'mature content book' that I'd ever read called "The Seduction Season" by Helen Bianchin. (Don't be surprised if you haven't heard about it, it's a rare mini-book)

After looking back at it, I've decided to do a version based off this book, but I'm having it in summer rather than winter, and I'm also basing it in Japan and of course there will be yaoi, and some romantic silliness, love and all that stuff.

EVENTAUALLY this story will be M rated, so until it gets there I'm keeping it at T, but soon it will be M!

I hope everyone will like it, I'm going to make it as original as possible, but I do like most of the seduction scenes and set ups, so those will be pretty similar, but of course the personality of the Blindshipping characters will make the scenes different.

Please enjoy.

The night was crystal clear and silent. Almost unnaturally so, not a car on the road other than himself, Yugi sighed as he turned the wheel, finally getting off the main roads and into the windy lanes that ran along the edge of the landscape. He could already smell the sea air through the slightly open window, the salt and the sand also played into the subtle smell of the sea coast. The heathery, grassy hills wove their own scents of countryside into the night. The waves were a faint murmur over the hum of his engine, their sighing surfs hushing the night and the driver as he listened.

Yugi felt his eyes droop slowly as his attention wavered from the road. The young man turned on the AC and turned on the most annoying radio station he could find on the fly to keep him aware while he drove slightly more inland towards a crop of villas.

His destination.

The summer night landscape was rolling and peaceful, the villas of white, though hardly a natural colour against the green, almost seemed to blend into the surroundings. Their chalky white and textured walls gave them a rough and weathered appearance, like that of a sea facing cliff. Their roofs were reddish-copper tiles and simply typical for that style of villa. The windows were small at the front, but everyone knew the back would be nothing but windows, facing the beach and including most sunsets. The insides were light wood themed, had a good sized kitchen and living room of sandy colours, two to three bathrooms from what Yugi remembered and three bedrooms, a master, a guest and a spare room which could be converted into a bedroom.

The villas were reasonably far apart, yet close enough to be a miniature village of sorts, they were mostly owned by rich people or holiday renters. The town where food and entertainment was provided was only a fifteen minute drive further inland, so their location was ideal for quiet relaxing evenings at home, a day on the beach, and a night at the town clubs, shops and restaurants.

Yugi pulled his red car alongside one of the further-out villas. He smiled at the sight and sighed, relaxing into his leather seat and turning off the ignition at last, the young man nearly fell asleep there and then in the quiet, stationary car.

Nine hours on the road was not a good idea, but staying in Domino wasn't an ideal option either. That was why Yugi was here at two in the morning after about nine hours solid driving, with only two emergency breaks to cut up the journey.

Yugi admired the villa for a moment, fighting back his heavy eyelids, the night made it look slightly more blue than white, and Yugi thought how lucky he was that he had such a rich and caring cousin. Mai had invited him over the second he called, saying he needed to leave Domino and quickly.

"Oh Yugi, come see us, we'd love to have you over. Valon needs a man around to talk about manly stuff," she had told him the moment he finished explaining his problems. "And don't worry about Men, honey, excluding Valon, you and a lot of the decent kinds, most guys are selfish, stupid, assholes. You've made the right choice with this one, I'll see you soon Yugi, drive safely."

Yugi smiled slightly at the memory of his cousin's description of men. It seemed to fit all too well in this situation.

He kinda brought his situation upon himself, and the horrible nine hour drive, but what kind of day would ever end well if you marched up to your bosses office, told him exactly what you thought of him, and walked out of his life and his workplace?

Yugi sluggishly opened the car door and stepped into the warm night, after glancing around he went to the boot and retrieved his bags. He'd packed the night before, and the night before that too, having only firmly made up his mind yesterday that he was going to leave.

Yugi's long drive from his home after badmouthing his ex-boss and ex-boyfriend had worn down all his afterglow from the badmouthing. John had been sleeping around with other men, and other women, Yugi found out, but strangely enough he didn't feel heartbroken at all. Just pissed. That only finally proved that they didn't belong together anymore, if you didn't feel hurt by their actions it was time to go.

At first they'd gotten along great and even lived together, gotten jobs together, they had once considered marriage at one point, the height of their relationship, then John got his promotion at their work and became Yugi's superior, and he changed. He was always so demanding and dominating, a control freak who got angry the second Yugi did something he didn't approve of. Such as accidently stay an extra hour over at his friend's house while celebrating their birthday, John had raged at Yugi for an hour, convinced he was having an affair.

Yugi snorted lightly, as if Ryou would even think of cheating on Bakura, he's too loyal. They were obviously in love.

But the second Yugi found John doing the same thing he accused Yugi of; the last straw had been snapped. That two-faced hypocrite!

Their breakup was inevitable, and had been for a while, but both were so used to being together that they had dragged it out when they should, in hindsight, have called it off the moment their eyes started wandering and their top priorities no longer included the other. The cheating Yugi had never done but John had been doing was the last line, so Yugi called a few friends, told them what was happening and that he needed to disappear for a while. Because John would be more than pissed when this day was over.

Then he had called Mai and asked if he could stay at one of her properties, she and her husband owned a few around Japan and some abroad, but Mai insisted he come stay with her. Mai's places were the obvious choice, John had only met Yugi's elderly Grandfather before so he wouldn't know where to find Yugi when he left. After calling his friends and Grandfather giving them a heads up, just encase John came sniffing around for him, Yugi handed in his resignation to the owner of the magazine and marched to John's office.

After a short few minutes of arguing and messy breakup, which was way overdue, Yugi walked out. Ignoring John's shouts for Yugi to stay and come back and ignoring the looks of the other employees. Yugi's car was full of fuel in the parking lot and the tri-haired teen had full heartedly threatened to run John over if he didn't get out of his way and his life when he tried to stop him. Yugi hoped he hadn't broken the guy's wrist as he drove away, John having hit it on the wing mirror as Yugi sped away. But on second thoughts he did deserve it.

Yugi sighed and pulled himself away from his depressing thoughts and slung his bags on his back and shut the car. The winding tile path leading to the porch with a hammock and white wicker seat on either side of the door way, with a few short steps leading up to the oak doors was a welcome sight. Yugi let himself in, the key hiding behind the empty flowerpot as always, and locked the door behind him.

The young man looked around when he stood in the bungalow holiday-style villa. He half expected Mai and Valon to welcome him, but on the other hand it was two in the morning, he couldn't blame them if they had decided to go to bed. Yugi sighed and put his bags to one side and slipped off his shoes before walking into the kitchen. He'd get something to drink then go and pass out on the bed. He stepped around the hallway corner into the kitchen-

Where he got the shock of the night!

There was someone there.

Yugi tensed and an involuntary gasp left his lips at the sight of a stranger in his cousin's kitchen.

The stranger heard him and turned from the kitchen counter to face him. He was a young man, mid-twenties at the oldest, yet held an aura of dominance and someone well in command that grown men twice his age should have had. He was lean and muscular, each bare arm holding compact muscles under a natural bronze tan. His face was sharp and handsome, emotionless at the moment with high cheekbones and a sharp nose and jawline that made him appear regal. The rest of his body consisted of broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs and artistic hands. The hands seemed the perfect balance of fighter and slender, and Yugi didn't doubt for a second that a punch from those fisted hands would hurt.

He was dressed in a tank top of mesh-like fabric which showed off all his defined abdominal muscles and hairless, and slightly oiled, chest which many models would sell their soul for, leather pants which sculpted his legs, and bare feet, his shoes no-where in sight. Finally a leather strip held his hair together at the base of his neck, blond bangs framed his face with dark pink tipped ebony making up the mass.

But what held Yugi in place was none of the above, though the stranger's handsomeness was certainly something that did grab his attention at once, it was the soul searching crimson eyes, a deep wine that was rich and exotic like his appearance.

After a few seconds of staring Yugi got a hold of himself and a glare and defensive posture took over him "Who are you?" he demanded "And what are you doing in my cousin's kitchen?"

The stranger smirked slightly, his perfect lips curling into the expression easily, with amusement dancing in his eyes. He quickly turned back to the counter and when he faced Yugi again he was holding a cup with steam coming out of the top. He held it towards Yugi slightly "Making you a drink, you must be tired," he said calmly. Even his voice sounded faintly exotic and beautiful in a handsome way, his words were slightly accented yet he spoke perfectly.

Yugi glared harder and took a few slow steps into the room. "Who are you?" he asked again, still tensed and on edge.

The stranger smirked again and offered the drink "Atem Sennen," he said at last, his name rolling off his tongue like dark melted chocolate.

Yugi felt goosebumps appear over his skin at the sound of his name, but shook it off lightly "What are you doing in my cousin's kitchen Mr Sennen?" he pressed, far too unnerved by this man to pay attention to little things like how hot he was.

Atem took a step forwards and presented the drink a final time "Don't let it get cold," he simply said.

Yugi glanced at the cup and sighed, he took the drink, deciding that Atem was the type of man who wouldn't move on until Yugi had done what he wanted. Yugi looked at the cup of tea suspiciously and hesitantly stirred it by rocking the cup and swilling the liquid around.

A handsome chuckle returned his attention to the stranger. Atem's smile was wide, he seemed so amused by Yugi's reluctance "It isn't drugged or poisoned if that's what you're thinking," he assured his guest, taking a step back to lean against the counter again.

Yugi gave the man a flat look, as if you'd need drugs or poison to subdue someone with those muscles, he thought as he took a sip.

To his delight it was exactly how he liked it, and it was his favourite type too. A small smile passed over his face as the flavours and pleasant effects of the tea washed through him. It was so relaxing and calming, just what he needed after such a long journey and after such a stressful morning.

Atem's smile also gentled at the look that took over the face of his guest. Yugi was quite short, even more than himself, but so perfectly proportioned that his height was irrelevant. His skin was white and lightly sun kissed, giving it a glow like a healthy peach, his arms held slight muscles yet remained slender and pretty.

His eyes were amethyst, like his cousin's, and took up most of his face, with blond bangs framing his features. The eyes were so expressive, like his soul was there on display for everyone to see and admire, it made Atem want to protect him. Such a pretty soul of light …

His face was a little more rounded yet wasn't in the least chubby or baby-fat-ish. His torso was small with rounded shoulders and the lithe curves of his hips at each end. His legs were long and sculpted nicely, not too muscly yet not thin either.

His older cousin had told him that Yugi, Moto, was twenty six, one year his junior, but Atem found that hard to believe, such a pretty aura and childish features made him look younger. He looked about eighteen on just appearance, however his confidence proved that wrong. Mai was thirty six, so ten years older than both Atem and Yugi, but she was lively and a proud strong woman so age didn't matter.

As much as Atem was enjoying the small smile of bliss that the tea had given the younger, he had a message to give. He cleared his throat "Mai didn't want you to come to an empty house so she asked me to stay and tell you what happened," he said.

At once Yugi's eyes went wide with worry, his grip on the tea cup tightened a little "What happened?" he repeated concerned "Is she okay?" he asked, the effects of the tea gone.

Atem's face was lightly serious "Mai went into labour six weeks early, Valon had to rush her off to the hospital, and the nearest one is ten hours by road. They called in an emergency helicopter to get her there on time."

Yugi's face lost all colour. Mai was expecting a set of twins, he had been overjoyed with the news, and so had Valon and Grandpa. They needed someone to spoil and dote on, but Mai was said to have been infertile so the twins were a miracle which the woman had cried happily about for weeks.

The fact they were premature wasn't a good sign. If she lost them she would have been devastated!

"How is she?" he asked worriedly.

Atem shrugged a little "I don't know. Mai had Valon call me and they told me you were expected to be here. Reading it in a letter wasn't fair, so they asked me to be here to tell you personally and welcome you," he explained. "Valon promised to call with an update tomorrow," he added, remembering to answer the question.

Yugi sagged a bit, the added stress doing nothing for his sleep deprived body "I hope she's okay," he whispered as he took a seat with the tea in his lap. His emotions dulled down after another long sip of tea and he tiredly sighed, his head drooping violently as he nearly fell asleep in the kitchen chair.

Atem watched silently.

Yugi looked up, remembering his unexpected guest and felt slightly irritation towards him; why hadn't he told him the second he arrived? Was the tea and the avoiding his questions banter that damn important? But he was thankful too, so he smiled a little "Thanks for telling me, and for the tea," he said, but Atem caught the edge in his voice and smirked, he'd gotten under his skin.

"So please leave?" he finished with a smirk.

Yugi glared at once, the irritating smirk as if Atem had won something was starting to annoy him. "Yes." he shot back, sarcasm all over the one word answer.

Atem raised an eyebrow "Some gratitude," he pointed out, turning to pour himself a drink, completely ignoring the fact this wasn't his home and that he was no longer considered welcome to the resident.

Yugi glared at the man's back "Do you make a habit of ignoring hints and questions?" he snapped.

Atem looked over his shoulder, a cup of coffee in his hands "Do you make a habit of biting people's heads off without cause?"

Yugi fumed, his fists shaking with the effort not to attack this guy "For your information I don't normally have random strangers serve me tea in a place I considered a safe haven, have said stranger only introduce himself after a hell lot of asking, and then tell me the worst possible news I could have expected about my family and then just make himself at home as if nothing's wrong!" he ranted, his voice raising towards the end.

Atem let out a chuckle before he could help himself, but gave an apologetic wave in Yugi's direction when he realised how uncalled for that was. He downed his half cup of coffee quickly and moved to the sink to wash up "Sounds like you've had an eventful day on top of this," he commented.

Yugi stood up, the chair scraping as he did so and moved to stand next to the man, he nearly snatched the coffee cup out of his hands and put them in the sink himself "You're doing it again and I can do that myself, just go," he insisted.

Atem raised an eyebrow "You're an ungrateful brat," he stated, but made no move to leave.

Yugi glared up at him, the three or four inches this man had on him didn't faze him at all "You're a bastard who can't take a hint!" he shouted at him, then turned to turn on the hot water and wash up.

Atem's hand caught his wrist "Hold on, I made this, I insist on cleaning up," he said smoothly, but his voice was bordering on growling. He didn't like being told what to do, and he wasn't ready to say goodnight to this man.

Yugi yanked his hand out of his grip "And I insist that you leave. Now."

Atem took a step closer as Yugi turned to face him "I didn't stay here to be insulted by you," his voice low and dangerous.

Yugi nearly snarled at him "Even more reason to get the hell out," he hissed.

Rage filled the wine coloured eyes of the stranger and Yugi suddenly found himself pressed up against the counter, two muscled arms holding his upper arms in place, the grip nearly painful, Atem's body uncomfortably close to him. "I have done you a favour Yugi Moto. I will not be spoken to like that," he growled.

Yugi felt fear fill his being, those words were near paraphrases of what John has said to him before he walked out of his life. Atem saw fear fill the younger's eyes and he slowly relaxed his grip until he was gently holding him in place, though Yugi didn't seem inclined to move at all. Yugi closed his eyes and said "You've done what you needed to do, just … go."

Atem heard the tremble in his voice, the younger seemed torn between fear, tiredness and anger. By the way his body was heavily propped against the counter tiredness seemed to be winning for now.

Atem still felt insulted, and he knew he should leave, but he felt a tiny bit of guilt for losing his patience with this very stressed and emotionally unstable pretty young man. He let a smile smooth over his lips and whispered lowly "Not quite."

Yugi blinked at the response and the next thing he knew, lips were on his own.

Atem was kissing him!

The kiss was deep, searing, it held a trace of punishment and anger, but a tenderer hint of an apology as well. How could all these things be in a kiss? Yugi wondered, but it was true, he felt them. Yugi could only stand rock still and shocked at this unexpected turn of events, his brain stopped working while the other claimed his lips.

Atem on the other hand was enjoying this kiss far more than he expected to. He intended to do this to punish, as he'd never hurt anyone outside of self-defence or protection, but instead of a punishment it was quickly turning into an unexpected delight. The petal pink lips were soft and smooth and he wondered, as he pressed himself closer still, what they'd taste like …

Atem pulled away after flicking his tongue out for a quick taste, Yugi gasped at the feeling of his tongue and stared in shock as the man pulled away so they could see each other's faces and reactions. They stood still, still close and flush against each other.

Atem smirked sinfully, his posture changing yet again with his aura, now he oozed sex appeal and lust, like a perfume that drew in an unsuspecting victim with its allure. The tan man licked his lips "Now I'm done," he purred, and untangled himself with ease before walking out of the kitchen and out the front door.

Yugi leaned on the counter, his nerve shot brain trying to understand what just happened. When the situation finally caught up with him his face went red and his eyes stayed wide. He'd just been kissed by someone he'd just met! Why that son of a-

Yugi picked up the first thing his hand touched and hurdled it across the kitchen as hard as he could, screaming in anger and frustration. The coffee cup shattered against the wall just left of the archway Atem had just walked out of.

Yugi panted like an angry animal for a moment, but then gasped when he realised he'd just broken something. He groaned and slapped a hand to his forehead, he hoped that Valon and Mai didn't have favourites; he'd have to replace that one when he went to town.

Yugi sighed and looked at the mess before deciding he'd better go to bed before he passed out over the pottery shards and hurt his pride further. Yugi slowly shuffled through to his guest room and stripped down to his boxer shorts before collapsing on top of the fluffy white quilt.

His room had a cream carpet, flimsy curtains with a blind, nearly an entire wall of just glass so he had a great view of the ocean, one on suite bathroom, a closet made of naturally decorated wood and a chest of draws as well.

Rather standard for a holiday villa room, Yugi put his head on the pillow and was asleep in minutes, praying to whatever god would listen that this summer would be less stressful and Atem-free from now on.

You guys didn't think they'd jump in the sack that quickly did you?

Please leave a review and tell me what you think of my most recent 'original' inspired by the book said above :)