Poles Apart - part one
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My very first Yu-Gi-Oh fic and I wasn't at all familiar with the fandom. I ask forgiveness if hard core fans take offense. This one was written in late 2003 for Hitari-chan's birthday. greenspine was kind enough to beta this for me so it's an easier read.
Again, you don't have to read this. I'm posting to archive in Memories.
Alas... the story is apparently too big to be posted at one time, so I'm splitting it into two parts.
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh
Pairing: Seto x Jou
Rating: Really hard R for bad languare and some M/M sexual situation
"I don’t think so."
"Please."
“NO!”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not crazy!” Jou turned to go back into the arcade but Mokuba grabbed his arm urgently.
“Please, Jounouchi-kun, I know you can do it. You’re the only one that can get him to see reason!”
“I’m the only one that can get him thoroughly pissed! Are you insane?” Jou tugged on his arm but the younger boy held on tight.
“Please!” Mokuba sounded like he was about to cry and Jou groaned inwardly. Not that… anything but that…
The blond sighed as he turned back to face the smaller boy. “Why me? Why not Yugi? He’d listen to Yugi.” Kaiba hated his guts. He would never listen to him.
“But Yugi likes everybody! He would never see her for what she really is - a conniving monster out to get my brother!”
“I still can’t believe Kaiba is thinking of getting married. This whole thing is just plain bizarre.” Jou ran a hand through his thick blond hair and he stared hard at young Mokuba. “Who the hell would want to marry him?”
Mokuba stiffened and huffed in irritation. “My brother is one of the best looking guys in world. He’s talented, rich and brilliant. Who the hell wouldn’t want to marry him?”
Jou laughed and ruffled Mokuba’s hair. He’d completely forgotten how the younger Kaiba practically worshiped his older brother. “I’m sorry, Mokuba, but you gotta remember, your brother and I…well, we don’t EVER get along.”
“That’s where you’re wrong! He talks to you more than he talks to anybody.”
“Er…kid…he insults me more than he talks to anybody. And I’ve never heard him insult anybody else at all.”
“YES! Don’t you ever wonder why?”
“Yeah…he can’t stand me!” Was the kid daft?
Mokuba sighed. “Then he would ignore you. He wouldn’t expend so much energy getting a rise out of you.”
“GAH! What the hell are you saying?”
“Nothing, forget it.” Mokuba shook his head then tugged on Jou’s arm again. “Jounouchi-kun. Please. Help me reveal what she truly is.”
Jou sighed heavily. “Alright, let me tell the guys I’m leaving. But kid…you owe me BIG time. I’m talking colossal, here.”
“Thank you, Jounouchi-kun!”
“Yeah, yeah…I am SO going to regret this!” Jou mumbled as he went back into the arcade to tell Yugi what they were up to.
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“Okay, start from the beginning and go slow. When you get excited, all your words get stuck together.” Jou told Mokuba as he pushed the sundae in front of the kid.
“Thank you!” Mokuba dove into the sundae and Jou smiled as he watched the younger boy relish the treat. Normally, he would be right there with Mokuba but his stomach hadn’t been feeling too good ever since he’d found out about Kaiba’s impending marriage. He thought about why that was… It must be the shock, he told himself. Kaiba was, after all, one of them…well…okay, no he wasn’t. But he was their age…and he was getting married. That was just plain…weird… Mr. Emotionless Icicle From the Land Before Time…and HE was getting married…creepy…
“Jounouchi-kun! You’ve spaced out again!” Mokuba waved his spoon in front of Jou’s face, startling the blond back to the present.
“Huh? I’m sorry, what were you saying?”
“Ni-sama wants Milay International and the only way to get it is by marrying Sissy Milay. That was made clear when the board of directors met with him last week.”
“Whoa…why does Kaiba NEED Milay International? Doesn’t he have enough on his plate already?”
Mokuba sighed. “Between Kaiba Corp. and Milay International, ni-sama would practically own the world. He would control more than 60% of ALL electronics and the game market, not to mention that Milay owns the largest pharmaceutical company this side of the globe. He’s been wanting this ever since…we left the orphanage.” Mokuba seem to have a hard time swallowing that last bit of ice cream and he pushed the bowl away almost distastefully. “He doesn’t need it. He wants it.”
“Why can’t he just do what he normally does…you know…that corporate takeover crap he’s always spouting.”
“This IS that crap. They’re willing to turn everything over to ni-sama if he’ll marry Sissy-san.”
Jou made a face. “Gah She must be uglier than sin! I actually feel sorry for your brother; miracles DO happen!”
Mokuba frowned and shook his head. “She’s beautiful.”
Oh great. “Okaaaay, so NOW explain the conniving monster thing to me again.” Rich AND beautiful…some people have all the luck. Jou reached over and took over the ice cream. His stomach was still queasy but there was no need to waste good ice cream.
“I met her last week with her father but I didn’t like the way she…feels.” Mokuba shuddered quite convincingly and Jou swore the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
“Two days ago I followed her to the mansion where she’s staying while she’s in town and I’m pretty sure I heard someone screaming. It’s the old Shimizu place…you know, the one where the girl gutted herself a couple of years ago?”
“Get out!” Jou shrank back in his seat and stared in horror at Mokuba. “No one goes anywhere near that place!”
“Exactly! But she’s staying there…without her father.” Mokuba leaned over the table and looked straight into Jou’s wide, frightened eyes. “Now why would she want to stay there all alone?”
“Because she’s a conniving monster?” Jou whispered shakily. What the hell was he getting himself into?
“My thoughts exactly. She could be sacrificing someone in there right now to revive some old evil in the mansion.” Mokuba shuddered again and rubbed at his arms.
Man, this sucked big time. “Okay, here’s the plan.” Jou leaned conspiratorially across the table, bringing his face within inches of the younger Kaiba’s. He looked straight into Mokuba’s serious blue eyes and said, "We go get Yami and have HIM deal with her.”
Mokuba sweatdropped and nearly fell off the chair. “NO! We go deal with her ourselves! I told you, Yugi-kun would never think ill of her and it’ll take too long to convince him. Please Jounouchi-kun. Just talk to my brother.”
Jou clutched at his hair and groaned out loud. Getting himself gutted and sacrificed was NOT his idea of a good time! And what made Mokuba think that Kaiba would listen to HIM? Kaiba was supposed to be his master…er… according to the brunet, of course. Jou was just a dog as far as the arrogant teen was concerned. Why would Kaiba ever listen to him?
“So…what do we do now?” Jou sat back and chewed on his lower lip. “I still say there’s safety in numbers. We can go get the guys and storm the mansion.” He nodded happily at the superb idea. There was NO way he was going in there alone.
“Jounouchi-kun!” Mokuba banged his forehead repeatedly on the tabletop before looking up in exasperation at the blond. “We’re supposed to be SNEAKING in there. How are we going to do that with 10 people?”
Jou didn’t have an answer but he was thinking hard.
“Besides, we have to go to dinner tonight.”
Eh? “Dinner? What dinner?” Why was he finding things out one bit at a time?
“Ni-sama invited Sissy over for dinner tonight. I want you to see her.”
Jou stared at the boy in front of him blankly. Nobody had said anything about dinner. He’d get indigestion eating in the same room as Kaiba!
“Why?” Jou squeaked out. Food was good. Free food was even better but NOT when it came with Seto Kaiba.
“I need someone with me. I…it was going to be just the three of us but ni-sama knows how I don’t really like her so he said I could bring a friend. He’s trying to make me feel better, I know but he won’t give up on the idea of owning Milay International…we have to let him know it’s a mistake.”
“Yeah…good luck kid.” Jou really meant it too. “Once that brother of yours get something in his head there ain’t no easy way getting it out.”
“But you’re just as stubborn. I know you’ll find a way.” Mokuba looked up hopefully from beneath his black bangs at Jou. The blond rolled his eyes dramatically as he accepted defeat.
“Fine, dinner it is. Sheesh! Next thing I know you’ll be inviting me to spend the night!” Jou grumbled and was rewarded with a bright, overly innocent smile from Mokuba. “Er…I don’t think I like that look, Mokuba.”
“Jeez, you’re such a worry wart!” Mokuba laughed then slipped out of the booth and dragged Jounouchi out of the diner. “Now we have to get you a tuxedo.”
“A WHAT?!”
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“It itches!” Jounouchi tugged at the collar of his brand new tux and squirmed as he walked after Mokuba. The younger boy was decked out in similar formal attire and Jou wondered if dinner at the Kaibas’ was always this uptight. No wonder Kaiba always looked like he had a perpetual heartburn.
“Stop messing with it!” Mokuba stopped in front of a large ornate door and waited for him patiently. When Jou caught up with him, Mokuba reached up and smacked his hand away from his collar. “You are making the bowtie crooked.” He reprimanded gently as he straightened said bowtie.
“There.” He said with satisfaction as he surveyed his handy work: Jounouchi in a classic black and white tuxedo. “Wow, you look great! If I were gay and older, I’d go for you myself.”
“What?!” Jou took a step back and stared at Mokuba in shock. “You did NOT just say that.”
Mokuba giggled at the look on Jou’s face. “I was just kidding! You are too funny Jounouchi-kun!”
Jounouchi stepped up to the smaller boy and smacked him upside the head. “You know, you’re going to give me a heart attack! Don’t even joke about something like that.”
Mokuba tilted his head to one side. “Are you homophobic?”
“Huh?” What was it with this kid? Living with Kaiba must really be getting to him.
“Homophobic…do you hate gays?”
“I know what homophobic means! Despite common belief, I am NOT that stupid.”
“So, are you?” Mokuba looked up at him curiously.
“No.” Could you hate gays when you may be gay? Jounouchi was sure SOMEONE could but he wasn’t THAT messed up. He knew he appreciated women - man, that Mai was something else - but he had looked more than twice at some men too. Seto Kaiba was definitely one of those men.
“Good, because even though I’m not…ni-sama is.”
“What?!” Jou wasn’t sure if his young heart could take anymore of the things Mokuba was dishing out to him and he was sure the kid wasn’t even close to being done for the night. But before he could drag the little vermin to a corner and shake some sense into him, the dining room door burst open abruptly.
Seto Kaiba stood on the other side of the door, scowling at them. His tall lean frame carried his immaculately cut tuxedo perfectly and Jou found that despite the fact the he was supposed to hate the guy, his heart skipped a few beats at the gorgeous sight. For just a brief moment, as those impossibly ice-cold eyes swept over him, Jou thought he saw a flash of searing blue heat, so hot it made him take a step back. Then it was gone and Jou blinked confusedly into the cold blue eyes once again.
“Do you plan to bicker all night behind the door?” He asked before turning his gaze to Mokuba. “This…dog is your guest?”
“Anou…ni-sama. He’s my friend and doesn’t he look nice?” Mokuba smiled up adoringly at his older brother.
Jou cleared his throat uncomfortably as those arctic orbs turned back to him. Kaiba gritted his teeth as though fighting some internal battle, then he snorted derisively at the blond. “A dog is still a dog, no matter what costume you put him in. I suppose you can come in.”
Jou clenched his hands into tight fists and nearly let one fly to wipe that sneer off Kaiba’s face. Mokuba moved between them quickly and nudged his brother into the dining room.
“Ni-sama! No fighting with Jounouchi-kun tonight, please. What will Sissy-san say?” He turned and gave Jou a glare and motioned for the blond to follow them into the room.
Jounouchi frowned and mumbled to himself as he walked after them. Yep, this was going to be one LOOONNNGG night.
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Sissy Milay was beautiful. Her long red hair flowed sensually down her smooth flawless back. Her skintight deep blue gown was strapless and almost everything else-less, leaving very little to the imagination. Damn, she looked hot. He could totally see why almost anyone would want to marry her…but not Seto Kaiba. Kaiba didn’t have red blood running through his veins like every other human being; he had anti-freeze of some kind.
Sissy Milay was also a bitch and a half. The woman pawed and cooed at Kaiba all night and it was all Jou could do to keep himself from throwing up on her. Jou couldn’t eat half the stuff that was placed in front of him and HE had a black hole for a stomach. But then again…his black hole had never seen foods like these… He was not having a good night and he was going to beat the crap out of Mokuba for this.
One thing he did agree with the smaller boy…the woman didn’t feel right. She was TOO perfect; even when she was insulting him she made it sound nice. What a piece of work.
“So tell me, Jounouchi-san, what companies do you own?” Sissy batted her lush lashes at him and smiled beguilingly from across the dining room table.
Jou looked up from his yet to be identified dessert and blinked blankly at her. He thought he’d heard a choking noise from somewhere at the head of the table, but he wasn’t sure and he wasn’t about to look at Kaiba to find out.
“Own? Er…I don’t own any companies.” Jou went back to his meal and pushed a few things around. What the hell was that purple thing?
“Oh.”
Jou twitched at the condescending tone but kept his eyes glued to his plate. Oh look, another colorful something…
“Well, I guess…that’s alright.” She said with some disdain and Jou couldn’t help but look sharply up at her. She was smiling at him, one hand poised delicately at her throat. Gee…thanks, lady. He really wanted to throw something at her then.
“Of course it’s alright.” Jounouchi turned at the unexpected comment from the mostly silent Seto Kaiba. The man’s attention was focused on the contents of his glass and he didn’t bother to look at them. “Not everyone can run a business, which is a good thing. That leaves more for me to take over.” Jou felt an unexpected rush of pleasure at the thought of Kaiba coming to his rescue, no matter how insultingly he had chosen to do it. He looked away quickly, not wanting Kaiba to see the blush that crept up his face. This was SO not happening!
“So what DO you do?” She asked with great interest.
“I study and work part time at the middle school in town.” Jou gritted his teeth and came up with a tolerant smile.
“You work. How…quaint.”
Okay, the bitch was going down!
“Apparently, Katsu-chan is very good with children.” Jou stared in shock at Kaiba. Did the man call him Katsu-chan? What happened to loser dog or stupid mutt?
Kaiba looked over the rim of his champagne glass then and when his icy blue eyes met Jou’s startled amber ones, they glinted with amusement and something else Jou couldn’t quite identify. Something that was completely foreign in Kaiba, yet so…
“Seto darling…” Sissy’s immensely irritating and slightly nasal voice whined as she rested her hand atop Kaiba’s on the table. “It’s getting late. Shall we discuss a few…private plans in the library?” She turned to Mokuba and Jounouchi. “I’m sure the children must be tired.”
What? Children? I’ll show her children…
Jounouchi was about to share his dessert with Sissy…the hard way, when Mokuba suddenly got up and practically ran to his side of the table. “That’s a wonderful idea, Sissy-san. Please excuse us.” Mokuba tugged at Jou’s arm and the blond grudgingly got up. He gave Sissy a fierce scowl before turning to follow the younger boy out of the room.
“Mokuba.” Kaiba’s deep voice stopped them, as they were about to step out the door.
“Yes, ni-sama?” They turned to look at the man questioningly.
“You can have Nobu take your…little friend home.” Even as he spoke to Mokuba, Kaiba’s eyes stayed locked on Jou’s, making the blonde’s heart race. What was going on? Was it his imagination or was Kaiba acting strangely? Was he feeling this way because of what Mokuba said? That Kaiba was gay…? Jou shook his head vigorously. No way. Even if Kaiba was gay, there was no way the brunet would be interested in him. To Kaiba, he was just a loser dog, after all. Kaiba NEVER treated him with anything more than contempt.
But the way Kaiba had looked at him tonight…for some reason it had made him feel warm, even hot at times. It had made his heart skip beats and then race impossibly fast. It made absolutely no sense; it was so goddamn confusing and it was all Jou could do to keep waves of pleasure from drowning him. What the hell was wrong with him? This was Kaiba, dueler from some alternate frozen hell…this was not happening. Maybe Mokuba was right, that bitch has done something to him!
“Thanks ni-sama, but Jounouchi-kun is staying the night with me,” Mokuba said with a bright smile.
Jou gave the smaller boy a sharp glance and nearly choked. “Er…that didn’t sound quite right, kiddo.”
“No it didn’t,” Came an icy reply from Seto Kaiba.
Mokuba laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “We’re going to duel a little and then go to bed. Please, ni-sama. Marisa made the bed in the guest room already.”
Jou glanced at Kaiba and saw the man’s eyes narrow as he looked from him to Mokuba.
“Hey, wait a minute Kaiba.” Jounouchi frowned at the head of Kaiba Corp. “You don’t seriously think…I mean…that we…HE’S FREAKING THIRTEEN!” Jou was red from head to toe at the thought that Kaiba was thinking that…well…that was just plain sick!
Kaiba didn’t bother to answer him but turned to the still smiling Mokuba. If Jou had thought that something was seriously wrong with Mokuba before, he was positive now. It had to be living in the same house as Kaiba. It had messed the kid up for life.
“Don’t stay up too late.” He told his younger brother and with a nod, dismissed them like he did the servants.
“What the hell is the matter with you?” Jou rounded on Mokuba the minute they were back inside the smaller boy’s room. “If I didn’t know better I’d say you were throwing me at him!”
“Maa, maa, Jounouchi-kun. Ni-sama is a very good catcher. Don’t worry.” Mokuba smiled again and dashed into the bathroom.
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“What the hell are you doing in my room?” Jounouchi hissed as he stared into the angry blue eyes of Mokuba. “Your brother is SO going to skin me alive if he thinks we are…are…eek, you know!”
Mokuba tried to pry Jou’s hands from their death grip on the blanket, to no avail. “Jounouchi-kun! You were supposed to go and talk to ni-sama! NOT sleep!”
“Your ni-sama was doing…things with that woman so I came to bed.” Jou unsuccessfully tried once more to get Mokuba to let go of his blanket. “Let go, you sneaky brat!” Mokuba tugged a little harder and Jou gave a startled squawk when he nearly lost his grip. “Gah! I’m not wearing anything, so stop pulling!”
“NO! She could be sucking the life out of him right now! You must go save him!”
“You know…whoa, that’s it! No TV for you for a week…no, make that a month. What the hell have you been watching? If anyone’s doing the sucking, it’s your brother!”
Yikes! That hadn’t come out right at all! Jou could feel himself flushing hotly at the image that statement had brought on. Whoa…down boy! NOT a good time with a minor in the same bed tugging furiously at his blanket!
“Okay, okay! I’ll go, just stop yanking already!” Mokuba stopped immediately and sat deceptively docilely at the foot of the bed. Jounouchi narrowed his eyes at the younger boy and almost growled. The kid was so tenacious; that it was scary. “Why can’t you do it yourself, anyway? You know Kaiba would cut off his own head for you. Why can’t you just go and tell him you don’t want him to marry the woman?”
“Then he would be doing it for ME,” Mokuba said with surprising fierceness. “All of my life, ni-sama has always done things for ME. It has been his reason for everything and it’s killing him.” Mokuba’s eyes got suspiciously bright and he used the back of his hand to wipe at them clumsily. “Most of the time I can’t find my older brother anymore…the old Seto, he’s almost gone…I don’t want him to go away. I don’t want him to disappear inside the cold and untouchable Kaiba, so he needs to do this for himself. He needs to find reasons to live for Seto and not for Mokuba…can’t you understand that?”
With a choking sob, Mokuba hopped off the bed and ran out the door before Jounouchi could say anything.
Oh crap! Jou groaned and rubbed at the ache between his eyebrows. Gods, he actually understood that, which meant he must be more screwed up than he thought. With a sigh, he grabbed the robe that Marisa, the maid, had laid out for him and went to talk to Mokuba.
The door to the young teen’s room was locked, so Jou knocked softly lest he attract anyone’s attention. This would not look good.
“Mokuba!”
The sobbing continued…
“Stop crying, I’m going to talk to your brother right now, okay?”
Sniffles and sounds of nose blowing…
A few seconds later, the door opened just a tad and a red-eyed Mokuba poked his head out. “Really?”
Jounouchi couldn’t help but smile at the younger boy. Damn, the kid was good!
“Really, but if they’re screwing each other silly, I am SO out of here!” He tried to look serious but he knew he failed miserably.
“But…”
“No, buts.”
“What the HELL are you doing here?”
Jou whimpered out loud at the harsh voice behind him. Mokuba’s eyes widened and he eeped in fright before slamming the door shut on Jounouchi’s face.
“Why, you little...” Jou pounded on the door angrily with his fists. How dare that little pipsqueak leave him to deal with Kaiba alone? “Get your ass out here, Mokuba! I am SO going to kick it to kingdom come.”
“Ahem.”
Oh yeah…Kaiba. Jounouchi swallowed and gave the closed door a final glare before turning to face his doom. Crap.
And more crap. Kaiba was wearing a dark blue robe and his strong bare legs ended in matching house slippers. Jounouchi’s imagination supplied him with a very naked man underneath the robe, not unlike himself. He gulped and moved back a step only to find his back against Mokuba’s door. Damn!
“It’s NOT what you think,” Jou said quickly.
“Really.” Kaiba crossed his arms and looked expectantly at Jou. “Do tell.”
“I…was looking for you.” Well, that was partly the truth. He WOULD have been after he had finished talking with Mokuba.
“In Mokuba’s room,” Kaiba said dryly.
“Yeah, so what?” Jou shrugged defiantly. “Figured he would know where you were.”
Kaiba’s eyebrows rose elegantly in challenge and when Jou scowled silent back at him, Kaiba smirked derisively. “I supposed it is only to be expected that a loser dog look for his master.”
Ah…there was nothing wrong with Kaiba after all. He was just being nice for that bitch’s benefit.
“Shit, you’re so fucking full of it, Kaiba! I’m supposed to ta--” Jou stopped and bit his lips. Was he supposed to bring Mokuba into this?
He needs to do this for himself.
He needs to live for Seto and not for Mokuba.
“Er…where’s Sissy?” Oh, that was smooth.
“None of your business. Never get your paws into the affairs of your betters, mutt.”
“I’ll keep that in mind when I find my betters, jerk!” Jou squared his shoulders and looked straight into Kaiba’s unwavering blue eyes.
Kaiba’s lips twitched and he took a step closer, bringing him only a foot or so from Jounouchi. “Apparently you’re too stupid to recognize one even when he’s standing in front of you.”
“Fuck! No kiddin’?” Jounouchi looked around mockingly. “Nothing here but a second rate duelist who couldn’t handle losing THREE - count them - three duels!” He stuck three fingers in front of Kaiba’s face and waved them insultingly. “Who’s the fucking loser now?”
Kaiba snarled and knocked Jou’s hand away. The taller man grabbed him by the lapel of his robe and nearly lifted him off the ground.
“See? A fucking sore loser!” Jou’s couldn’t have stopped his mouth even if his life depended on it.
“Shut up, dog!” Kaiba shook him against the door.
“Fuck you! How’s Loserville? I hear it’s a bitch this time of year.” Jou managed to sound flippant despite the rattling he was getting.
“You would know, wouldn’t you, loser dog? You live there. How’s your alcoholic father? Left him for better things? Is that why you’re here? Came to give yourself to your master?”
“Leave my father out of this, asshole! At least I have a father.”
Jounouchi found himself suddenly on his butt and he blinked stupidly up at Kaiba. His heart nearly stopped at the strange mixture of rage and pain that flashed across the rigid gazillionaire’s face. He wanted to gloat some more but found that he couldn’t. His mouth was dry and his heart was doing that stop and go thing again. Part of him wanted to apologize for the pain he’d seen but the other part of him wanted to rub more salt in the wound.
Neither part won so Jounouchi kept his mouth shut and stared silently up at Kaiba.
The man schooled his face back to its usual icy granite and without another word, left Jounouchi on his butt in front of Mokuba’s door.
Jou sighed dishearteningly. THAT went well. “At least I TALKED to Kaiba,” he mumbled to no one in particular.
The door that he’d been leaning on opened abruptly and Jounouchi found himself flat on his back staring up into the furious blue eyes of Mokuba.
Oh, shit.
“What the HELL was that?” Mokuba hissed angrily, pointing in the direction his brother had gone. “You’re supposed to talk him into giving up Milay, not giving up life! What the hell were you thinking?!”
“HEY!” Jou got up and towered ominously over the undaunted shorter boy. “Didn’t you hear what he said to ME?”
“Yes!” Mokuba countered. “He’s said the same things to you a million times over, so how can he still get a rise out of you?”
Jou opened his mouth but nothing came out. True. Nothing Kaiba had said to him tonight was new…well except for the part about Jou giving himself to his master… The blond shook his head vigorously and thunked himself a couple of times on the head. What the hell was he thinking?
“How could you say that to him?” Jou looked back down at the younger boy and his heart nearly broke at the sight. Tears streamed down Mokuba’s face and his lips quivered violently. “I thought you cared. I really did. I can’t believe I was so wrong.”
Jou hated himself at that moment like he had never hated anyone in his entire life. How could he have stooped so low…?
“Look, Mokuba…I’m sorry…I…” What could he do? What could he say? “I’ll go talk to him right now. Look, I’ll even let him beat the crap out of me, okay? Gods, kid, I’m so sorry.” He didn’t know what else to say so he left. It wasn’t really Mokuba that he had to apologize to; it was Kaiba. Even though he knew the moody man would never accept his apologies, he still had to try.
He finally found Kaiba in the study. The man was behind his computer, clicking furiously away on the keyboard. He had not changed and the ridiculous image of Kaiba in his bathrobe behind his large and very business-like desk brought a smile to Jounouchi’s lips despite the seriousness of the situation.
It also brought home to him how young Kaiba really was. They were only eighteen but Kaiba was already going on fifty. He had probably almost forgotten any carefree childhood he might have ever had and because of this he was trying damn hard to give his little brother something that the boy really didn’t want. How could Jou do anything to make a difference? How could HE make Kaiba see? What the hell was Mokuba thinking when he’d put Jounouchi up to this?
“Get out!” Kaiba said harshly, not bothering to look up.
Jounouchi took a deep breath and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. Well, this was it…
“I’m really sorry, man. I shouldn’t have said that.” He said in his best subdued tone, though it wasn’t easy. His history with Kaiba went back many years and they were all pretty hostile. This was not what they were used to and Kaiba felt it as well. Jou saw the brunet’s jaw clenching and unclenching even from where he stood. This wasn’t going to be pleasant.
“Why? You did what was expected. There’re no rules to the game; anything and everything to win, isn’t that right?” Kaiba’s tone was heavy with bitterness and contempt. Jou wasn’t sure this time if the contempt was directed at him or at Kaiba himself.
“No. You know I don’t play like that. I was wrong and I’m sorry.” Jou took a few more steps into the room and stopped in front of Kaiba’s desk.
“I don’t give a damn about your apologies.” Kaiba got up abruptly and moved to the windows. He turned his back on Jou and stared out into the night.
Jounouchi sighed. Nothing he said at this point was going to get through, so he might as well fall back on familiar grounds.
“That’s too bad, cuz I do.” Jounouchi moved closer to the other man and came to lean against the desk next to where Kaiba had been sitting. Part of him really wanted to go back to bed,. He had apologized; he was done. But the other part…wanted to stay… Why? He hated Kaiba…didn’t he?
That moment, as he stared at the defensive set in Kaiba’s broad back, Jou knew that he didn’t hate Seto Kaiba at all. What he hated was how Kaiba treated him…not the man himself. He could not hate the little boy who had to become a man when he wasn’t ready. He certainly didn’t hate the boy who vowed to provide for and protect his little brother. Neither did he hate the boy whose warped sense of security and happiness was the very thing that was destroying everything he had worked for: his brother. Then how could he hate the man the boy had grown to be…? The boy who was never really a boy…
No…what Jou was feeling for the man standing in front of him was very much the opposite of hate, though the fine line was debatable. He definitely admired Kaiba. NOT the “asshole Kaiba” but the “older brother Kaiba”…Seto. The lengths he would go to assure that Mokuba had everything he needed were truly amazing…psychotic at times, but amazing.
Jou didn’t believe that someone capable of loving that deeply could be a cold and uncaring bastard. He knew that Yugi had never believed it, even though at times, the poor boy had been sorely tested.
But was admiration the only thing that kept him from leaving? Was it admiration that made his heart thump so radically? Could it be the thing that made him hard at the mere thought of Kaiba’s nearness?
If it was…then he was pretty fucked up.
“Again, you assume I care, mutt, I don’t.” Kaiba’s cold voice broke through Jounouchi’s disturbing thoughts abruptly.
Jou looked up to see that Kaiba had turned and was watching him silently. The light from outside was behind him, keeping Kaiba’s features hidden in darkness. Jou could dimly see an odd gleam in Kaiba’s eyes but he couldn’t tell what it was.
Jounouchi shrugged and hopped up on the desk, his slightly parted legs swinging carelessly. Might as well get this over with…
“Do you really want to marry Sissy Milay?”
Kaiba was taken aback at the unexpected question and he stood there, appearing completely stunned. Good. Jounouchi let him have another one, “I thought you were into guys.” Might as well keep the man off balance.
Kaiba was frozen to the spot, speechless. Okay…. this was good; at least Kaiba hadn’t decked him…yet.
“I don’t know about you, but she creeps the hell outa me!”
“Then it’s a good thing you’re not marrying her.” Kaiba finally found his voice and it was as hard as ice. He came away from the window and stopped right in front of Jou. The lamp on the desk now lightly illuminated his face and Jou could see the confusion in Kaiba’s eyes. “What is it you want?” Kaiba leaned in closer and his deep blue eyes searched Jounouchi’s face intently. He should have known that Kaiba wouldn’t address the ‘gay’ issue. Never let the enemies know your weakness… Asking about it would have implied that he cared.
Jou swallowed nervously. Kaiba was definitely too close. He could detect the faint smell of soap as the man leaned in and he was impossibly aware of the warmth radiating from the taller man. This was not good.
Jou shrugged again, his voice having failed him. Squeaking was not an option.
Misinterpreting completely, which was to be expected, Kaiba narrowed his eyes and his mouth set into an angry thin line. “If you’re planning to use that information against me, insignificant little fly, go ahead. I have never cared what people think.”
“GRRR!” Jounouchi growled and smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand. “Not everyone is out to get you, Kaiba! I thought you might have learned something with all that has happened in the past! You may act like an asshole sometimes but I know you’re not that bad. Marriage is a big step, man, I just don’t want you to mess up any more lives than you already have.” This last comment he couldn’t help and he grinned mischievously to lighten the mood.
Kaiba’s eyes remained narrowed as he took another step closer to Jounouchi. This brought him to stand just inside of Jounouchi’s parted knees. The glint in Kaiba’s eyes was no longer angry; it was something else entirely. It was the very same searing heat that had nearly singed all the hair off his body earlier…
Jounouchi gulped.
“Can it be that you want something else?” Kaiba asked, his voice like velvet encasing steel. He moved closer still and Jou could feel Kaiba’s hips brushing the fold of his robe aside, rubbing against his bare inner thighs.
Jounouchi gasped and spread his legs wider, trying to get away from the feel of that incredible body but it only served to allow Kaiba even closer. Soon, the man was pressed up against the desk, his groin touching Jounouchi’s ever so slightly.
The blond tried to move up the desk but Kaiba put an arm around his waist, effectively stopping all movement including Jounouchi’s breathing. This was NOT happening.
“Wh…what are you doing?” Jounouchi barely managed to breathe out. Kaiba’s dark blue eyes bore heatedly into his, making every cell in his body flare in answer. Gods, if Kaiba pressed in anymore, he would find out just how pathetic Jounouchi really was.
He was as hard as a rock.
“Know your enemy.” Kaiba said softly into Jounouchi’s ear. His hand at the small of Jou’s back held the blond firmly in place.
“Huh?”
Kaiba chuckled deep in his throat and pulled Jou hard against him. Jounouchi gasped in shock and shuddered uncontrollably as his arousal ground into Kaiba.
“I know you like men. You and that Honda freak have been screwing each other since high school.” Kaiba nibbled Jou’s ears and the blond moaned involuntarily. “Question is…do you want that with me? Is that why you’re so interested in my upcoming nuptials?”
“No…no we didn’t…and no, I don’t!” Jou shook his head and pushed weakly against Kaiba’s chest. His trembling fingers slipped and he ended up caressing the bare expanse of Kaiba’s lean hard chest, instead.
Gods, but Kaiba was making him feel so good.
Another laugh. “Really.” Kaiba pulled away and looked down at Jou derisively.
Jounouchi thanked every known deity for giving him this break. He couldn’t think when Kaiba was doing all those delicious things to him.
“Really. And well…we weren’t ‘screwing’ exactly.” Jou mumbled and did his best to fix his disarrayed robe. “We were just experimenting.” Jounouchi looked at anything except Kaiba’s ridiculing eyes. What an asshole, he thought sullenly. “We’re normal teenagers. We have hormones.” He added with a defiant lift of his chin.
Kaiba reached between the folds of Jounouchi’s robe and gripped his erection. “That, you do.” Kaiba’s voice was thick even with his surprise at finding hot bare flesh instead of clothing showing clearly on his face.
Jounouchi moaned and thrust into the hand instinctively and that movement was the undoing of Seto Kaiba. The cold, heartless CEO of Kaiba Corp. gave a low groan and wove his hand into the blond hair, pulling Jou’s head back roughly.
Jou didn’t care, he couldn’t think let alone protest. When Kaiba’s lips came down on his, he eagerly opened his mouth and met Kaiba’s tongue hungrily. Kaiba tasted like dessert and liquor, a heady combination that had Jou moaning and rocking hard into the hand. Jounouchi’s own hands tore at Kaiba’s robe and when he met no resistance, he pulled urgently at the folds.
Kaiba released Jounouchi long enough for the blond to push the robe off his shoulders revealing tanned bare skin. Jou ran his hands down the front of Kaiba’s chest, marveling at the smooth warm texture. Kaiba pulled Jou roughly against him once more and it was the brunet’s turn to tear at Jou’s robe.
Jounouchi shivered as the cold air hit his body even as the heat that was searing though him a different kind of chills down his spine. Kaiba pushed him back amongst the scattered paper on the desk and his hot mouth latched on to Jou’s nipple while his hand continued to work the blonde’s dripping arousal.
“Ah…gods, yes…harder!” Jounouchi arched into the hand and thrashed under Kaiba’s attention. He was so close…
Jounouchi growled in frustration when Kaiba’s hand stilled and his head lifted to stare down into Jou’s eyes. Kaiba’s dark blue eyes were fierce with desire but the control the man exercised was truly impressive.
“Do you really want this?” Kaiba asked softly, his voice strained with his effort to maintain control.
Jou reached down and gripped the hand that held his aching shaft and pumped it up and down his length. He threw his head back and gasped as searing pleasure shot through his body.
“You have to ask?” He moaned, thrusting into their hands.
“Yes.” Kaiba said quietly. “Did Mokuba put you up to this?”
Jounouchi’s fuddled mind took a few seconds to process what Kaiba had said. He blinked up into the serious blue eyes and shook his head. “Wha…what are you talking about?”
Kaiba narrowed his eyes and straightened up, pulling his robe up over his shoulders but he did not move away. “You’re pathetic.” He said scornfully. “Did you really think I wouldn’t know what my brother is up to?”
Jounouchi pushed himself up slowly as he realized with a strange sense of loss that Kaiba had misunderstood his intentions yet again. What the hell was wrong with the man? Jou sighed and shook his head in disbelief.
“You’re something else, you know that? You are really, really fucked up.” Jou scowled at Kaiba. “Yes, Mokuba is worried about you! He’ll always be worried about you because you’re socially dysfunctional!” Jou ran a shaking hand through his thick hair and attempted to pull his robe together.
Kaiba reached out and gripped his wrists tightly. He bent down close and fixed Jounouchi with an intense glare.
“Tell me!”
Jou snapped his hands to the sides, breaking free of the grip and glared back.
“Yes and no! He wanted me to talk to you about the Milay chick. Somethin’s not right about her, man but you’re too bloody greedy to see that. But this…” Jou motioned between them, suddenly nervous. “This…he didn’t say anything about this and even if he did, do you think I’d let you fuck me because HE said so? I don’t think so!”
Kaiba stared at him as if he’d turned into his Red Eye. Jou stared back and had to try very hard to NOT remember the feel of Kaiba’s hands and lips…oh, and the tongue… Damn! He wasn’t supposed to go there!
“Why WOULD you let me…fuck…you?” Kaiba peered suspiciously at him from underneath dark bangs. Gods, but he wanted Kaiba to do just that…right now...
Jounouchi swallowed. Yeah…why?
“I thought we agreed that I had hormone issues.”
Kaiba gave him an irritated look. “You’re so horny that you’d let a guy you hate screw you?”
“I don’t hate you,” Jounouchi said simply.
Kaiba raised his eyebrows skeptically.
“I hate many things you do and many things you say but…I don’t hate YOU. At the risk of sounding like Luke Skywalker, I’d have to say that I believe that there’s…still good in you.” He gave Kaiba a cheeky grin and waited for the man’s defense mechanism to double up. But it never came. Kaiba just stood there staring at him.
“Everybody wants something,” Kaiba said stubbornly after a short silence.
Jounouchi felt truly sorry for him. Most of his life, Kaiba had never known true friendship, so when he was freely given it, he couldn’t trust that it hadn’t come equipped with a million strings. Jounouchi’s childhood hadn’t been a walk in the park but he’d been lucky that he’d had Honda with him…then later Yugi. His friends had more than made up for the lack of warmth in his own home. But Kaiba…the man only had warmth in Mokuba. No wonder all of his energy was poured into everything for his little brother.
“Yes.” Jounouchi slowly reached out and took a hold of Kaiba’s robe. “But not all of them are bad.” He tugged gently and Kaiba obediently followed the pull. The brunet looked puzzled and not quite convinced.
Jou didn’t blame him. How could years of caution and defense be brought down in one night?
But Mokuba was right; he was just as stubborn as Kaiba. He would make the man see that there’s more to life than corporate takeovers.
“So, what do YOU want?” Kaiba asked as their faces nearly touched. His warm breath brushed against Jou’s mouth, and the blond ran his tongue around his lips in anticipation.
“Are you kiddin’?” Jounouchi closed the distance and drove his tongue into Kaiba’s delicious mouth. He sucked urgently on it while his hands busily worked on the tie around Kaiba’s waist. “I want you,” he said against the brunet’s lips.
Kaiba pushed him away again but this time the brunette rested his forehead against Jou’s. He was breathing hard and took several moments before he asked, “Why? What do you get out of this?”
Jounouchi growled again and shook Kaiba hard. “What the hell is the matter with you? You’re eighteen! You should be thinking with your dick, not your head! I want to get OFF, you idiot, so fuck me already!”
Kaiba searched his face intently for a moment then he took Jounouchi’s mouth again hungrily. Papers were knocked off the table onto the floor as the young CEO pushed Jounouchi roughly back on the desk and practically climbed between his legs. Gods but the hot length pressing into his groin was so delicious Jou whimpered and rocked mindlessly into it.
Kaiba reached between them and rubbed at the tip of Jounouchi’s wet shaft making Jou cry out and writhe beneath him.
When Jounouchi thought he couldn’t take anymore, the unthinkable happened. The computer on the table next to them beeped and some sort of an alarm went off. Warnings of some security breach or other blared and Kaiba stopped immediately. Without moving from between Jou’s legs, Kaiba leaned over and looked at the monitor. He frowned and typed something on the keyboard then frowned some more. Finally, to Jounouchi’s dismay, Kaiba pulled away and picked up the phone.
“Nobu, get the car ready.”
“What…? You’re leaving?” Jounouchi stared in disbelief at the suddenly remote Kaiba. This night really sucked shit. What the hell happened? How…did the man’s libido have a fucking switch?
Kaiba stiffened momentarily at Jou’s tone but didn’t reply. He moved away and walked to a panel at one side of the room and slid it open. Jou shook his head numbly. The man had a closet full of clothes in his study…man did Kaiba ever need to get a life.
“Wh…where are you going?”
Kaiba pulled off his robe and hung it up on a hanger in the closet. Jou moaned at the lithe line of Kaiba’s strong bare back. The man wore nothing but white cotton briefs under the robe and the blond had to grip the table hard to stop himself from running over and jumping the cold bastard.
“Something important came up. I’ll be back shortly.” Kaiba didn’t bother to turn as he dressed and spoke at the same time. “I’ll go to your room when I return.”
Jou’s jaw dropped at Kaiba’s audacity. So he was supposed to just warm the bed and wait for the master’s return. Like hell he was!
“You can go to hell when you return!” Jou hopped off the desk angrily. “What’s going on, Kaiba? It’s friggin’ midnight. What is so important it can’t wait ‘til morning?” He couldn’t help the all to familiar ache in his chest at the thought that HE obviously wasn’t important enough for Kaiba to stay around for.
Kaiba finished dressing and pulled on his long black coat. Jou hated that; it made the man even more gorgeous and his heart was flopping around again.
Kaiba turned and glared icily at him as he closed the closet and moved away. He stopped in front of Jounouchi and said curtly, “I don’t have time to satisfy your childish curiosity right now, mutt, so back to bed.” Then he tipped Jou’s head back and kissed him fiercely before he let the blond go and headed for the door.
Jou stared after the broad back in shock. The man was as confusing as hell. How could he be a cold, insensitive jerk in one breath and then manage to kiss him with such searing heat in the next? If Kaiba’s sex drive had a switch, it definitely was short-circuited. And what the hell was wrong with HIM? Why the hell did his knees turn to putty at the very thought of Kaiba’s kisses?
GAH! He knew coming here had been a mistake and he was going to let Mokuba know it too!
Jou left the study and went to give the younger Kaiba a piece of his mind…only Mokuba wasn’t in his room and after looking all around the house, Jounouchi found a note in the guest room where he was to sleep.
Sissy Milay had left the house and Mokuba had followed her.
Jounouchi read the note again…and again. There was no mistake. Mokuba had gone to the Shimizu mansion by himself. Kaiba had left to go god knows where and there was no one that could go after Mokuba but him. Jou gulped and whimpered piteously. This was SO not good!
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The second part will be posted presently. ^_^
I'm almost done with a brand new Yu-Gi-Oh fic. As soon as I can find my beta, I should be able to post. ^___^
I have no idea why the plot bunnies are so active; I'm also working on Silent Series chapter 7 as well as some idea to continue AFL. *feeds bunnies energy drinks*
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My very first Yu-Gi-Oh fic and I wasn't at all familiar with the fandom. I ask forgiveness if hard core fans take offense. This one was written in late 2003 for Hitari-chan's birthday. greenspine was kind enough to beta this for me so it's an easier read.
Again, you don't have to read this. I'm posting to archive in Memories.
Alas... the story is apparently too big to be posted at one time, so I'm splitting it into two parts.
Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh
Pairing: Seto x Jou
Rating: Really hard R for bad languare and some M/M sexual situation
"I don’t think so."
"Please."
“NO!”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m not crazy!” Jou turned to go back into the arcade but Mokuba grabbed his arm urgently.
“Please, Jounouchi-kun, I know you can do it. You’re the only one that can get him to see reason!”
“I’m the only one that can get him thoroughly pissed! Are you insane?” Jou tugged on his arm but the younger boy held on tight.
“Please!” Mokuba sounded like he was about to cry and Jou groaned inwardly. Not that… anything but that…
The blond sighed as he turned back to face the smaller boy. “Why me? Why not Yugi? He’d listen to Yugi.” Kaiba hated his guts. He would never listen to him.
“But Yugi likes everybody! He would never see her for what she really is - a conniving monster out to get my brother!”
“I still can’t believe Kaiba is thinking of getting married. This whole thing is just plain bizarre.” Jou ran a hand through his thick blond hair and he stared hard at young Mokuba. “Who the hell would want to marry him?”
Mokuba stiffened and huffed in irritation. “My brother is one of the best looking guys in world. He’s talented, rich and brilliant. Who the hell wouldn’t want to marry him?”
Jou laughed and ruffled Mokuba’s hair. He’d completely forgotten how the younger Kaiba practically worshiped his older brother. “I’m sorry, Mokuba, but you gotta remember, your brother and I…well, we don’t EVER get along.”
“That’s where you’re wrong! He talks to you more than he talks to anybody.”
“Er…kid…he insults me more than he talks to anybody. And I’ve never heard him insult anybody else at all.”
“YES! Don’t you ever wonder why?”
“Yeah…he can’t stand me!” Was the kid daft?
Mokuba sighed. “Then he would ignore you. He wouldn’t expend so much energy getting a rise out of you.”
“GAH! What the hell are you saying?”
“Nothing, forget it.” Mokuba shook his head then tugged on Jou’s arm again. “Jounouchi-kun. Please. Help me reveal what she truly is.”
Jou sighed heavily. “Alright, let me tell the guys I’m leaving. But kid…you owe me BIG time. I’m talking colossal, here.”
“Thank you, Jounouchi-kun!”
“Yeah, yeah…I am SO going to regret this!” Jou mumbled as he went back into the arcade to tell Yugi what they were up to.
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“Okay, start from the beginning and go slow. When you get excited, all your words get stuck together.” Jou told Mokuba as he pushed the sundae in front of the kid.
“Thank you!” Mokuba dove into the sundae and Jou smiled as he watched the younger boy relish the treat. Normally, he would be right there with Mokuba but his stomach hadn’t been feeling too good ever since he’d found out about Kaiba’s impending marriage. He thought about why that was… It must be the shock, he told himself. Kaiba was, after all, one of them…well…okay, no he wasn’t. But he was their age…and he was getting married. That was just plain…weird… Mr. Emotionless Icicle From the Land Before Time…and HE was getting married…creepy…
“Jounouchi-kun! You’ve spaced out again!” Mokuba waved his spoon in front of Jou’s face, startling the blond back to the present.
“Huh? I’m sorry, what were you saying?”
“Ni-sama wants Milay International and the only way to get it is by marrying Sissy Milay. That was made clear when the board of directors met with him last week.”
“Whoa…why does Kaiba NEED Milay International? Doesn’t he have enough on his plate already?”
Mokuba sighed. “Between Kaiba Corp. and Milay International, ni-sama would practically own the world. He would control more than 60% of ALL electronics and the game market, not to mention that Milay owns the largest pharmaceutical company this side of the globe. He’s been wanting this ever since…we left the orphanage.” Mokuba seem to have a hard time swallowing that last bit of ice cream and he pushed the bowl away almost distastefully. “He doesn’t need it. He wants it.”
“Why can’t he just do what he normally does…you know…that corporate takeover crap he’s always spouting.”
“This IS that crap. They’re willing to turn everything over to ni-sama if he’ll marry Sissy-san.”
Jou made a face. “Gah She must be uglier than sin! I actually feel sorry for your brother; miracles DO happen!”
Mokuba frowned and shook his head. “She’s beautiful.”
Oh great. “Okaaaay, so NOW explain the conniving monster thing to me again.” Rich AND beautiful…some people have all the luck. Jou reached over and took over the ice cream. His stomach was still queasy but there was no need to waste good ice cream.
“I met her last week with her father but I didn’t like the way she…feels.” Mokuba shuddered quite convincingly and Jou swore the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
“Two days ago I followed her to the mansion where she’s staying while she’s in town and I’m pretty sure I heard someone screaming. It’s the old Shimizu place…you know, the one where the girl gutted herself a couple of years ago?”
“Get out!” Jou shrank back in his seat and stared in horror at Mokuba. “No one goes anywhere near that place!”
“Exactly! But she’s staying there…without her father.” Mokuba leaned over the table and looked straight into Jou’s wide, frightened eyes. “Now why would she want to stay there all alone?”
“Because she’s a conniving monster?” Jou whispered shakily. What the hell was he getting himself into?
“My thoughts exactly. She could be sacrificing someone in there right now to revive some old evil in the mansion.” Mokuba shuddered again and rubbed at his arms.
Man, this sucked big time. “Okay, here’s the plan.” Jou leaned conspiratorially across the table, bringing his face within inches of the younger Kaiba’s. He looked straight into Mokuba’s serious blue eyes and said, "We go get Yami and have HIM deal with her.”
Mokuba sweatdropped and nearly fell off the chair. “NO! We go deal with her ourselves! I told you, Yugi-kun would never think ill of her and it’ll take too long to convince him. Please Jounouchi-kun. Just talk to my brother.”
Jou clutched at his hair and groaned out loud. Getting himself gutted and sacrificed was NOT his idea of a good time! And what made Mokuba think that Kaiba would listen to HIM? Kaiba was supposed to be his master…er… according to the brunet, of course. Jou was just a dog as far as the arrogant teen was concerned. Why would Kaiba ever listen to him?
“So…what do we do now?” Jou sat back and chewed on his lower lip. “I still say there’s safety in numbers. We can go get the guys and storm the mansion.” He nodded happily at the superb idea. There was NO way he was going in there alone.
“Jounouchi-kun!” Mokuba banged his forehead repeatedly on the tabletop before looking up in exasperation at the blond. “We’re supposed to be SNEAKING in there. How are we going to do that with 10 people?”
Jou didn’t have an answer but he was thinking hard.
“Besides, we have to go to dinner tonight.”
Eh? “Dinner? What dinner?” Why was he finding things out one bit at a time?
“Ni-sama invited Sissy over for dinner tonight. I want you to see her.”
Jou stared at the boy in front of him blankly. Nobody had said anything about dinner. He’d get indigestion eating in the same room as Kaiba!
“Why?” Jou squeaked out. Food was good. Free food was even better but NOT when it came with Seto Kaiba.
“I need someone with me. I…it was going to be just the three of us but ni-sama knows how I don’t really like her so he said I could bring a friend. He’s trying to make me feel better, I know but he won’t give up on the idea of owning Milay International…we have to let him know it’s a mistake.”
“Yeah…good luck kid.” Jou really meant it too. “Once that brother of yours get something in his head there ain’t no easy way getting it out.”
“But you’re just as stubborn. I know you’ll find a way.” Mokuba looked up hopefully from beneath his black bangs at Jou. The blond rolled his eyes dramatically as he accepted defeat.
“Fine, dinner it is. Sheesh! Next thing I know you’ll be inviting me to spend the night!” Jou grumbled and was rewarded with a bright, overly innocent smile from Mokuba. “Er…I don’t think I like that look, Mokuba.”
“Jeez, you’re such a worry wart!” Mokuba laughed then slipped out of the booth and dragged Jounouchi out of the diner. “Now we have to get you a tuxedo.”
“A WHAT?!”
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“It itches!” Jounouchi tugged at the collar of his brand new tux and squirmed as he walked after Mokuba. The younger boy was decked out in similar formal attire and Jou wondered if dinner at the Kaibas’ was always this uptight. No wonder Kaiba always looked like he had a perpetual heartburn.
“Stop messing with it!” Mokuba stopped in front of a large ornate door and waited for him patiently. When Jou caught up with him, Mokuba reached up and smacked his hand away from his collar. “You are making the bowtie crooked.” He reprimanded gently as he straightened said bowtie.
“There.” He said with satisfaction as he surveyed his handy work: Jounouchi in a classic black and white tuxedo. “Wow, you look great! If I were gay and older, I’d go for you myself.”
“What?!” Jou took a step back and stared at Mokuba in shock. “You did NOT just say that.”
Mokuba giggled at the look on Jou’s face. “I was just kidding! You are too funny Jounouchi-kun!”
Jounouchi stepped up to the smaller boy and smacked him upside the head. “You know, you’re going to give me a heart attack! Don’t even joke about something like that.”
Mokuba tilted his head to one side. “Are you homophobic?”
“Huh?” What was it with this kid? Living with Kaiba must really be getting to him.
“Homophobic…do you hate gays?”
“I know what homophobic means! Despite common belief, I am NOT that stupid.”
“So, are you?” Mokuba looked up at him curiously.
“No.” Could you hate gays when you may be gay? Jounouchi was sure SOMEONE could but he wasn’t THAT messed up. He knew he appreciated women - man, that Mai was something else - but he had looked more than twice at some men too. Seto Kaiba was definitely one of those men.
“Good, because even though I’m not…ni-sama is.”
“What?!” Jou wasn’t sure if his young heart could take anymore of the things Mokuba was dishing out to him and he was sure the kid wasn’t even close to being done for the night. But before he could drag the little vermin to a corner and shake some sense into him, the dining room door burst open abruptly.
Seto Kaiba stood on the other side of the door, scowling at them. His tall lean frame carried his immaculately cut tuxedo perfectly and Jou found that despite the fact the he was supposed to hate the guy, his heart skipped a few beats at the gorgeous sight. For just a brief moment, as those impossibly ice-cold eyes swept over him, Jou thought he saw a flash of searing blue heat, so hot it made him take a step back. Then it was gone and Jou blinked confusedly into the cold blue eyes once again.
“Do you plan to bicker all night behind the door?” He asked before turning his gaze to Mokuba. “This…dog is your guest?”
“Anou…ni-sama. He’s my friend and doesn’t he look nice?” Mokuba smiled up adoringly at his older brother.
Jou cleared his throat uncomfortably as those arctic orbs turned back to him. Kaiba gritted his teeth as though fighting some internal battle, then he snorted derisively at the blond. “A dog is still a dog, no matter what costume you put him in. I suppose you can come in.”
Jou clenched his hands into tight fists and nearly let one fly to wipe that sneer off Kaiba’s face. Mokuba moved between them quickly and nudged his brother into the dining room.
“Ni-sama! No fighting with Jounouchi-kun tonight, please. What will Sissy-san say?” He turned and gave Jou a glare and motioned for the blond to follow them into the room.
Jounouchi frowned and mumbled to himself as he walked after them. Yep, this was going to be one LOOONNNGG night.
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Sissy Milay was beautiful. Her long red hair flowed sensually down her smooth flawless back. Her skintight deep blue gown was strapless and almost everything else-less, leaving very little to the imagination. Damn, she looked hot. He could totally see why almost anyone would want to marry her…but not Seto Kaiba. Kaiba didn’t have red blood running through his veins like every other human being; he had anti-freeze of some kind.
Sissy Milay was also a bitch and a half. The woman pawed and cooed at Kaiba all night and it was all Jou could do to keep himself from throwing up on her. Jou couldn’t eat half the stuff that was placed in front of him and HE had a black hole for a stomach. But then again…his black hole had never seen foods like these… He was not having a good night and he was going to beat the crap out of Mokuba for this.
One thing he did agree with the smaller boy…the woman didn’t feel right. She was TOO perfect; even when she was insulting him she made it sound nice. What a piece of work.
“So tell me, Jounouchi-san, what companies do you own?” Sissy batted her lush lashes at him and smiled beguilingly from across the dining room table.
Jou looked up from his yet to be identified dessert and blinked blankly at her. He thought he’d heard a choking noise from somewhere at the head of the table, but he wasn’t sure and he wasn’t about to look at Kaiba to find out.
“Own? Er…I don’t own any companies.” Jou went back to his meal and pushed a few things around. What the hell was that purple thing?
“Oh.”
Jou twitched at the condescending tone but kept his eyes glued to his plate. Oh look, another colorful something…
“Well, I guess…that’s alright.” She said with some disdain and Jou couldn’t help but look sharply up at her. She was smiling at him, one hand poised delicately at her throat. Gee…thanks, lady. He really wanted to throw something at her then.
“Of course it’s alright.” Jounouchi turned at the unexpected comment from the mostly silent Seto Kaiba. The man’s attention was focused on the contents of his glass and he didn’t bother to look at them. “Not everyone can run a business, which is a good thing. That leaves more for me to take over.” Jou felt an unexpected rush of pleasure at the thought of Kaiba coming to his rescue, no matter how insultingly he had chosen to do it. He looked away quickly, not wanting Kaiba to see the blush that crept up his face. This was SO not happening!
“So what DO you do?” She asked with great interest.
“I study and work part time at the middle school in town.” Jou gritted his teeth and came up with a tolerant smile.
“You work. How…quaint.”
Okay, the bitch was going down!
“Apparently, Katsu-chan is very good with children.” Jou stared in shock at Kaiba. Did the man call him Katsu-chan? What happened to loser dog or stupid mutt?
Kaiba looked over the rim of his champagne glass then and when his icy blue eyes met Jou’s startled amber ones, they glinted with amusement and something else Jou couldn’t quite identify. Something that was completely foreign in Kaiba, yet so…
“Seto darling…” Sissy’s immensely irritating and slightly nasal voice whined as she rested her hand atop Kaiba’s on the table. “It’s getting late. Shall we discuss a few…private plans in the library?” She turned to Mokuba and Jounouchi. “I’m sure the children must be tired.”
What? Children? I’ll show her children…
Jounouchi was about to share his dessert with Sissy…the hard way, when Mokuba suddenly got up and practically ran to his side of the table. “That’s a wonderful idea, Sissy-san. Please excuse us.” Mokuba tugged at Jou’s arm and the blond grudgingly got up. He gave Sissy a fierce scowl before turning to follow the younger boy out of the room.
“Mokuba.” Kaiba’s deep voice stopped them, as they were about to step out the door.
“Yes, ni-sama?” They turned to look at the man questioningly.
“You can have Nobu take your…little friend home.” Even as he spoke to Mokuba, Kaiba’s eyes stayed locked on Jou’s, making the blonde’s heart race. What was going on? Was it his imagination or was Kaiba acting strangely? Was he feeling this way because of what Mokuba said? That Kaiba was gay…? Jou shook his head vigorously. No way. Even if Kaiba was gay, there was no way the brunet would be interested in him. To Kaiba, he was just a loser dog, after all. Kaiba NEVER treated him with anything more than contempt.
But the way Kaiba had looked at him tonight…for some reason it had made him feel warm, even hot at times. It had made his heart skip beats and then race impossibly fast. It made absolutely no sense; it was so goddamn confusing and it was all Jou could do to keep waves of pleasure from drowning him. What the hell was wrong with him? This was Kaiba, dueler from some alternate frozen hell…this was not happening. Maybe Mokuba was right, that bitch has done something to him!
“Thanks ni-sama, but Jounouchi-kun is staying the night with me,” Mokuba said with a bright smile.
Jou gave the smaller boy a sharp glance and nearly choked. “Er…that didn’t sound quite right, kiddo.”
“No it didn’t,” Came an icy reply from Seto Kaiba.
Mokuba laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “We’re going to duel a little and then go to bed. Please, ni-sama. Marisa made the bed in the guest room already.”
Jou glanced at Kaiba and saw the man’s eyes narrow as he looked from him to Mokuba.
“Hey, wait a minute Kaiba.” Jounouchi frowned at the head of Kaiba Corp. “You don’t seriously think…I mean…that we…HE’S FREAKING THIRTEEN!” Jou was red from head to toe at the thought that Kaiba was thinking that…well…that was just plain sick!
Kaiba didn’t bother to answer him but turned to the still smiling Mokuba. If Jou had thought that something was seriously wrong with Mokuba before, he was positive now. It had to be living in the same house as Kaiba. It had messed the kid up for life.
“Don’t stay up too late.” He told his younger brother and with a nod, dismissed them like he did the servants.
“What the hell is the matter with you?” Jou rounded on Mokuba the minute they were back inside the smaller boy’s room. “If I didn’t know better I’d say you were throwing me at him!”
“Maa, maa, Jounouchi-kun. Ni-sama is a very good catcher. Don’t worry.” Mokuba smiled again and dashed into the bathroom.
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“What the hell are you doing in my room?” Jounouchi hissed as he stared into the angry blue eyes of Mokuba. “Your brother is SO going to skin me alive if he thinks we are…are…eek, you know!”
Mokuba tried to pry Jou’s hands from their death grip on the blanket, to no avail. “Jounouchi-kun! You were supposed to go and talk to ni-sama! NOT sleep!”
“Your ni-sama was doing…things with that woman so I came to bed.” Jou unsuccessfully tried once more to get Mokuba to let go of his blanket. “Let go, you sneaky brat!” Mokuba tugged a little harder and Jou gave a startled squawk when he nearly lost his grip. “Gah! I’m not wearing anything, so stop pulling!”
“NO! She could be sucking the life out of him right now! You must go save him!”
“You know…whoa, that’s it! No TV for you for a week…no, make that a month. What the hell have you been watching? If anyone’s doing the sucking, it’s your brother!”
Yikes! That hadn’t come out right at all! Jou could feel himself flushing hotly at the image that statement had brought on. Whoa…down boy! NOT a good time with a minor in the same bed tugging furiously at his blanket!
“Okay, okay! I’ll go, just stop yanking already!” Mokuba stopped immediately and sat deceptively docilely at the foot of the bed. Jounouchi narrowed his eyes at the younger boy and almost growled. The kid was so tenacious; that it was scary. “Why can’t you do it yourself, anyway? You know Kaiba would cut off his own head for you. Why can’t you just go and tell him you don’t want him to marry the woman?”
“Then he would be doing it for ME,” Mokuba said with surprising fierceness. “All of my life, ni-sama has always done things for ME. It has been his reason for everything and it’s killing him.” Mokuba’s eyes got suspiciously bright and he used the back of his hand to wipe at them clumsily. “Most of the time I can’t find my older brother anymore…the old Seto, he’s almost gone…I don’t want him to go away. I don’t want him to disappear inside the cold and untouchable Kaiba, so he needs to do this for himself. He needs to find reasons to live for Seto and not for Mokuba…can’t you understand that?”
With a choking sob, Mokuba hopped off the bed and ran out the door before Jounouchi could say anything.
Oh crap! Jou groaned and rubbed at the ache between his eyebrows. Gods, he actually understood that, which meant he must be more screwed up than he thought. With a sigh, he grabbed the robe that Marisa, the maid, had laid out for him and went to talk to Mokuba.
The door to the young teen’s room was locked, so Jou knocked softly lest he attract anyone’s attention. This would not look good.
“Mokuba!”
The sobbing continued…
“Stop crying, I’m going to talk to your brother right now, okay?”
Sniffles and sounds of nose blowing…
A few seconds later, the door opened just a tad and a red-eyed Mokuba poked his head out. “Really?”
Jounouchi couldn’t help but smile at the younger boy. Damn, the kid was good!
“Really, but if they’re screwing each other silly, I am SO out of here!” He tried to look serious but he knew he failed miserably.
“But…”
“No, buts.”
“What the HELL are you doing here?”
Jou whimpered out loud at the harsh voice behind him. Mokuba’s eyes widened and he eeped in fright before slamming the door shut on Jounouchi’s face.
“Why, you little...” Jou pounded on the door angrily with his fists. How dare that little pipsqueak leave him to deal with Kaiba alone? “Get your ass out here, Mokuba! I am SO going to kick it to kingdom come.”
“Ahem.”
Oh yeah…Kaiba. Jounouchi swallowed and gave the closed door a final glare before turning to face his doom. Crap.
And more crap. Kaiba was wearing a dark blue robe and his strong bare legs ended in matching house slippers. Jounouchi’s imagination supplied him with a very naked man underneath the robe, not unlike himself. He gulped and moved back a step only to find his back against Mokuba’s door. Damn!
“It’s NOT what you think,” Jou said quickly.
“Really.” Kaiba crossed his arms and looked expectantly at Jou. “Do tell.”
“I…was looking for you.” Well, that was partly the truth. He WOULD have been after he had finished talking with Mokuba.
“In Mokuba’s room,” Kaiba said dryly.
“Yeah, so what?” Jou shrugged defiantly. “Figured he would know where you were.”
Kaiba’s eyebrows rose elegantly in challenge and when Jou scowled silent back at him, Kaiba smirked derisively. “I supposed it is only to be expected that a loser dog look for his master.”
Ah…there was nothing wrong with Kaiba after all. He was just being nice for that bitch’s benefit.
“Shit, you’re so fucking full of it, Kaiba! I’m supposed to ta--” Jou stopped and bit his lips. Was he supposed to bring Mokuba into this?
He needs to do this for himself.
He needs to live for Seto and not for Mokuba.
“Er…where’s Sissy?” Oh, that was smooth.
“None of your business. Never get your paws into the affairs of your betters, mutt.”
“I’ll keep that in mind when I find my betters, jerk!” Jou squared his shoulders and looked straight into Kaiba’s unwavering blue eyes.
Kaiba’s lips twitched and he took a step closer, bringing him only a foot or so from Jounouchi. “Apparently you’re too stupid to recognize one even when he’s standing in front of you.”
“Fuck! No kiddin’?” Jounouchi looked around mockingly. “Nothing here but a second rate duelist who couldn’t handle losing THREE - count them - three duels!” He stuck three fingers in front of Kaiba’s face and waved them insultingly. “Who’s the fucking loser now?”
Kaiba snarled and knocked Jou’s hand away. The taller man grabbed him by the lapel of his robe and nearly lifted him off the ground.
“See? A fucking sore loser!” Jou’s couldn’t have stopped his mouth even if his life depended on it.
“Shut up, dog!” Kaiba shook him against the door.
“Fuck you! How’s Loserville? I hear it’s a bitch this time of year.” Jou managed to sound flippant despite the rattling he was getting.
“You would know, wouldn’t you, loser dog? You live there. How’s your alcoholic father? Left him for better things? Is that why you’re here? Came to give yourself to your master?”
“Leave my father out of this, asshole! At least I have a father.”
Jounouchi found himself suddenly on his butt and he blinked stupidly up at Kaiba. His heart nearly stopped at the strange mixture of rage and pain that flashed across the rigid gazillionaire’s face. He wanted to gloat some more but found that he couldn’t. His mouth was dry and his heart was doing that stop and go thing again. Part of him wanted to apologize for the pain he’d seen but the other part of him wanted to rub more salt in the wound.
Neither part won so Jounouchi kept his mouth shut and stared silently up at Kaiba.
The man schooled his face back to its usual icy granite and without another word, left Jounouchi on his butt in front of Mokuba’s door.
Jou sighed dishearteningly. THAT went well. “At least I TALKED to Kaiba,” he mumbled to no one in particular.
The door that he’d been leaning on opened abruptly and Jounouchi found himself flat on his back staring up into the furious blue eyes of Mokuba.
Oh, shit.
“What the HELL was that?” Mokuba hissed angrily, pointing in the direction his brother had gone. “You’re supposed to talk him into giving up Milay, not giving up life! What the hell were you thinking?!”
“HEY!” Jou got up and towered ominously over the undaunted shorter boy. “Didn’t you hear what he said to ME?”
“Yes!” Mokuba countered. “He’s said the same things to you a million times over, so how can he still get a rise out of you?”
Jou opened his mouth but nothing came out. True. Nothing Kaiba had said to him tonight was new…well except for the part about Jou giving himself to his master… The blond shook his head vigorously and thunked himself a couple of times on the head. What the hell was he thinking?
“How could you say that to him?” Jou looked back down at the younger boy and his heart nearly broke at the sight. Tears streamed down Mokuba’s face and his lips quivered violently. “I thought you cared. I really did. I can’t believe I was so wrong.”
Jou hated himself at that moment like he had never hated anyone in his entire life. How could he have stooped so low…?
“Look, Mokuba…I’m sorry…I…” What could he do? What could he say? “I’ll go talk to him right now. Look, I’ll even let him beat the crap out of me, okay? Gods, kid, I’m so sorry.” He didn’t know what else to say so he left. It wasn’t really Mokuba that he had to apologize to; it was Kaiba. Even though he knew the moody man would never accept his apologies, he still had to try.
He finally found Kaiba in the study. The man was behind his computer, clicking furiously away on the keyboard. He had not changed and the ridiculous image of Kaiba in his bathrobe behind his large and very business-like desk brought a smile to Jounouchi’s lips despite the seriousness of the situation.
It also brought home to him how young Kaiba really was. They were only eighteen but Kaiba was already going on fifty. He had probably almost forgotten any carefree childhood he might have ever had and because of this he was trying damn hard to give his little brother something that the boy really didn’t want. How could Jou do anything to make a difference? How could HE make Kaiba see? What the hell was Mokuba thinking when he’d put Jounouchi up to this?
“Get out!” Kaiba said harshly, not bothering to look up.
Jounouchi took a deep breath and stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. Well, this was it…
“I’m really sorry, man. I shouldn’t have said that.” He said in his best subdued tone, though it wasn’t easy. His history with Kaiba went back many years and they were all pretty hostile. This was not what they were used to and Kaiba felt it as well. Jou saw the brunet’s jaw clenching and unclenching even from where he stood. This wasn’t going to be pleasant.
“Why? You did what was expected. There’re no rules to the game; anything and everything to win, isn’t that right?” Kaiba’s tone was heavy with bitterness and contempt. Jou wasn’t sure this time if the contempt was directed at him or at Kaiba himself.
“No. You know I don’t play like that. I was wrong and I’m sorry.” Jou took a few more steps into the room and stopped in front of Kaiba’s desk.
“I don’t give a damn about your apologies.” Kaiba got up abruptly and moved to the windows. He turned his back on Jou and stared out into the night.
Jounouchi sighed. Nothing he said at this point was going to get through, so he might as well fall back on familiar grounds.
“That’s too bad, cuz I do.” Jounouchi moved closer to the other man and came to lean against the desk next to where Kaiba had been sitting. Part of him really wanted to go back to bed,. He had apologized; he was done. But the other part…wanted to stay… Why? He hated Kaiba…didn’t he?
That moment, as he stared at the defensive set in Kaiba’s broad back, Jou knew that he didn’t hate Seto Kaiba at all. What he hated was how Kaiba treated him…not the man himself. He could not hate the little boy who had to become a man when he wasn’t ready. He certainly didn’t hate the boy who vowed to provide for and protect his little brother. Neither did he hate the boy whose warped sense of security and happiness was the very thing that was destroying everything he had worked for: his brother. Then how could he hate the man the boy had grown to be…? The boy who was never really a boy…
No…what Jou was feeling for the man standing in front of him was very much the opposite of hate, though the fine line was debatable. He definitely admired Kaiba. NOT the “asshole Kaiba” but the “older brother Kaiba”…Seto. The lengths he would go to assure that Mokuba had everything he needed were truly amazing…psychotic at times, but amazing.
Jou didn’t believe that someone capable of loving that deeply could be a cold and uncaring bastard. He knew that Yugi had never believed it, even though at times, the poor boy had been sorely tested.
But was admiration the only thing that kept him from leaving? Was it admiration that made his heart thump so radically? Could it be the thing that made him hard at the mere thought of Kaiba’s nearness?
If it was…then he was pretty fucked up.
“Again, you assume I care, mutt, I don’t.” Kaiba’s cold voice broke through Jounouchi’s disturbing thoughts abruptly.
Jou looked up to see that Kaiba had turned and was watching him silently. The light from outside was behind him, keeping Kaiba’s features hidden in darkness. Jou could dimly see an odd gleam in Kaiba’s eyes but he couldn’t tell what it was.
Jounouchi shrugged and hopped up on the desk, his slightly parted legs swinging carelessly. Might as well get this over with…
“Do you really want to marry Sissy Milay?”
Kaiba was taken aback at the unexpected question and he stood there, appearing completely stunned. Good. Jounouchi let him have another one, “I thought you were into guys.” Might as well keep the man off balance.
Kaiba was frozen to the spot, speechless. Okay…. this was good; at least Kaiba hadn’t decked him…yet.
“I don’t know about you, but she creeps the hell outa me!”
“Then it’s a good thing you’re not marrying her.” Kaiba finally found his voice and it was as hard as ice. He came away from the window and stopped right in front of Jou. The lamp on the desk now lightly illuminated his face and Jou could see the confusion in Kaiba’s eyes. “What is it you want?” Kaiba leaned in closer and his deep blue eyes searched Jounouchi’s face intently. He should have known that Kaiba wouldn’t address the ‘gay’ issue. Never let the enemies know your weakness… Asking about it would have implied that he cared.
Jou swallowed nervously. Kaiba was definitely too close. He could detect the faint smell of soap as the man leaned in and he was impossibly aware of the warmth radiating from the taller man. This was not good.
Jou shrugged again, his voice having failed him. Squeaking was not an option.
Misinterpreting completely, which was to be expected, Kaiba narrowed his eyes and his mouth set into an angry thin line. “If you’re planning to use that information against me, insignificant little fly, go ahead. I have never cared what people think.”
“GRRR!” Jounouchi growled and smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand. “Not everyone is out to get you, Kaiba! I thought you might have learned something with all that has happened in the past! You may act like an asshole sometimes but I know you’re not that bad. Marriage is a big step, man, I just don’t want you to mess up any more lives than you already have.” This last comment he couldn’t help and he grinned mischievously to lighten the mood.
Kaiba’s eyes remained narrowed as he took another step closer to Jounouchi. This brought him to stand just inside of Jounouchi’s parted knees. The glint in Kaiba’s eyes was no longer angry; it was something else entirely. It was the very same searing heat that had nearly singed all the hair off his body earlier…
Jounouchi gulped.
“Can it be that you want something else?” Kaiba asked, his voice like velvet encasing steel. He moved closer still and Jou could feel Kaiba’s hips brushing the fold of his robe aside, rubbing against his bare inner thighs.
Jounouchi gasped and spread his legs wider, trying to get away from the feel of that incredible body but it only served to allow Kaiba even closer. Soon, the man was pressed up against the desk, his groin touching Jounouchi’s ever so slightly.
The blond tried to move up the desk but Kaiba put an arm around his waist, effectively stopping all movement including Jounouchi’s breathing. This was NOT happening.
“Wh…what are you doing?” Jounouchi barely managed to breathe out. Kaiba’s dark blue eyes bore heatedly into his, making every cell in his body flare in answer. Gods, if Kaiba pressed in anymore, he would find out just how pathetic Jounouchi really was.
He was as hard as a rock.
“Know your enemy.” Kaiba said softly into Jounouchi’s ear. His hand at the small of Jou’s back held the blond firmly in place.
“Huh?”
Kaiba chuckled deep in his throat and pulled Jou hard against him. Jounouchi gasped in shock and shuddered uncontrollably as his arousal ground into Kaiba.
“I know you like men. You and that Honda freak have been screwing each other since high school.” Kaiba nibbled Jou’s ears and the blond moaned involuntarily. “Question is…do you want that with me? Is that why you’re so interested in my upcoming nuptials?”
“No…no we didn’t…and no, I don’t!” Jou shook his head and pushed weakly against Kaiba’s chest. His trembling fingers slipped and he ended up caressing the bare expanse of Kaiba’s lean hard chest, instead.
Gods, but Kaiba was making him feel so good.
Another laugh. “Really.” Kaiba pulled away and looked down at Jou derisively.
Jounouchi thanked every known deity for giving him this break. He couldn’t think when Kaiba was doing all those delicious things to him.
“Really. And well…we weren’t ‘screwing’ exactly.” Jou mumbled and did his best to fix his disarrayed robe. “We were just experimenting.” Jounouchi looked at anything except Kaiba’s ridiculing eyes. What an asshole, he thought sullenly. “We’re normal teenagers. We have hormones.” He added with a defiant lift of his chin.
Kaiba reached between the folds of Jounouchi’s robe and gripped his erection. “That, you do.” Kaiba’s voice was thick even with his surprise at finding hot bare flesh instead of clothing showing clearly on his face.
Jounouchi moaned and thrust into the hand instinctively and that movement was the undoing of Seto Kaiba. The cold, heartless CEO of Kaiba Corp. gave a low groan and wove his hand into the blond hair, pulling Jou’s head back roughly.
Jou didn’t care, he couldn’t think let alone protest. When Kaiba’s lips came down on his, he eagerly opened his mouth and met Kaiba’s tongue hungrily. Kaiba tasted like dessert and liquor, a heady combination that had Jou moaning and rocking hard into the hand. Jounouchi’s own hands tore at Kaiba’s robe and when he met no resistance, he pulled urgently at the folds.
Kaiba released Jounouchi long enough for the blond to push the robe off his shoulders revealing tanned bare skin. Jou ran his hands down the front of Kaiba’s chest, marveling at the smooth warm texture. Kaiba pulled Jou roughly against him once more and it was the brunet’s turn to tear at Jou’s robe.
Jounouchi shivered as the cold air hit his body even as the heat that was searing though him a different kind of chills down his spine. Kaiba pushed him back amongst the scattered paper on the desk and his hot mouth latched on to Jou’s nipple while his hand continued to work the blonde’s dripping arousal.
“Ah…gods, yes…harder!” Jounouchi arched into the hand and thrashed under Kaiba’s attention. He was so close…
Jounouchi growled in frustration when Kaiba’s hand stilled and his head lifted to stare down into Jou’s eyes. Kaiba’s dark blue eyes were fierce with desire but the control the man exercised was truly impressive.
“Do you really want this?” Kaiba asked softly, his voice strained with his effort to maintain control.
Jou reached down and gripped the hand that held his aching shaft and pumped it up and down his length. He threw his head back and gasped as searing pleasure shot through his body.
“You have to ask?” He moaned, thrusting into their hands.
“Yes.” Kaiba said quietly. “Did Mokuba put you up to this?”
Jounouchi’s fuddled mind took a few seconds to process what Kaiba had said. He blinked up into the serious blue eyes and shook his head. “Wha…what are you talking about?”
Kaiba narrowed his eyes and straightened up, pulling his robe up over his shoulders but he did not move away. “You’re pathetic.” He said scornfully. “Did you really think I wouldn’t know what my brother is up to?”
Jounouchi pushed himself up slowly as he realized with a strange sense of loss that Kaiba had misunderstood his intentions yet again. What the hell was wrong with the man? Jou sighed and shook his head in disbelief.
“You’re something else, you know that? You are really, really fucked up.” Jou scowled at Kaiba. “Yes, Mokuba is worried about you! He’ll always be worried about you because you’re socially dysfunctional!” Jou ran a shaking hand through his thick hair and attempted to pull his robe together.
Kaiba reached out and gripped his wrists tightly. He bent down close and fixed Jounouchi with an intense glare.
“Tell me!”
Jou snapped his hands to the sides, breaking free of the grip and glared back.
“Yes and no! He wanted me to talk to you about the Milay chick. Somethin’s not right about her, man but you’re too bloody greedy to see that. But this…” Jou motioned between them, suddenly nervous. “This…he didn’t say anything about this and even if he did, do you think I’d let you fuck me because HE said so? I don’t think so!”
Kaiba stared at him as if he’d turned into his Red Eye. Jou stared back and had to try very hard to NOT remember the feel of Kaiba’s hands and lips…oh, and the tongue… Damn! He wasn’t supposed to go there!
“Why WOULD you let me…fuck…you?” Kaiba peered suspiciously at him from underneath dark bangs. Gods, but he wanted Kaiba to do just that…right now...
Jounouchi swallowed. Yeah…why?
“I thought we agreed that I had hormone issues.”
Kaiba gave him an irritated look. “You’re so horny that you’d let a guy you hate screw you?”
“I don’t hate you,” Jounouchi said simply.
Kaiba raised his eyebrows skeptically.
“I hate many things you do and many things you say but…I don’t hate YOU. At the risk of sounding like Luke Skywalker, I’d have to say that I believe that there’s…still good in you.” He gave Kaiba a cheeky grin and waited for the man’s defense mechanism to double up. But it never came. Kaiba just stood there staring at him.
“Everybody wants something,” Kaiba said stubbornly after a short silence.
Jounouchi felt truly sorry for him. Most of his life, Kaiba had never known true friendship, so when he was freely given it, he couldn’t trust that it hadn’t come equipped with a million strings. Jounouchi’s childhood hadn’t been a walk in the park but he’d been lucky that he’d had Honda with him…then later Yugi. His friends had more than made up for the lack of warmth in his own home. But Kaiba…the man only had warmth in Mokuba. No wonder all of his energy was poured into everything for his little brother.
“Yes.” Jounouchi slowly reached out and took a hold of Kaiba’s robe. “But not all of them are bad.” He tugged gently and Kaiba obediently followed the pull. The brunet looked puzzled and not quite convinced.
Jou didn’t blame him. How could years of caution and defense be brought down in one night?
But Mokuba was right; he was just as stubborn as Kaiba. He would make the man see that there’s more to life than corporate takeovers.
“So, what do YOU want?” Kaiba asked as their faces nearly touched. His warm breath brushed against Jou’s mouth, and the blond ran his tongue around his lips in anticipation.
“Are you kiddin’?” Jounouchi closed the distance and drove his tongue into Kaiba’s delicious mouth. He sucked urgently on it while his hands busily worked on the tie around Kaiba’s waist. “I want you,” he said against the brunet’s lips.
Kaiba pushed him away again but this time the brunette rested his forehead against Jou’s. He was breathing hard and took several moments before he asked, “Why? What do you get out of this?”
Jounouchi growled again and shook Kaiba hard. “What the hell is the matter with you? You’re eighteen! You should be thinking with your dick, not your head! I want to get OFF, you idiot, so fuck me already!”
Kaiba searched his face intently for a moment then he took Jounouchi’s mouth again hungrily. Papers were knocked off the table onto the floor as the young CEO pushed Jounouchi roughly back on the desk and practically climbed between his legs. Gods but the hot length pressing into his groin was so delicious Jou whimpered and rocked mindlessly into it.
Kaiba reached between them and rubbed at the tip of Jounouchi’s wet shaft making Jou cry out and writhe beneath him.
When Jounouchi thought he couldn’t take anymore, the unthinkable happened. The computer on the table next to them beeped and some sort of an alarm went off. Warnings of some security breach or other blared and Kaiba stopped immediately. Without moving from between Jou’s legs, Kaiba leaned over and looked at the monitor. He frowned and typed something on the keyboard then frowned some more. Finally, to Jounouchi’s dismay, Kaiba pulled away and picked up the phone.
“Nobu, get the car ready.”
“What…? You’re leaving?” Jounouchi stared in disbelief at the suddenly remote Kaiba. This night really sucked shit. What the hell happened? How…did the man’s libido have a fucking switch?
Kaiba stiffened momentarily at Jou’s tone but didn’t reply. He moved away and walked to a panel at one side of the room and slid it open. Jou shook his head numbly. The man had a closet full of clothes in his study…man did Kaiba ever need to get a life.
“Wh…where are you going?”
Kaiba pulled off his robe and hung it up on a hanger in the closet. Jou moaned at the lithe line of Kaiba’s strong bare back. The man wore nothing but white cotton briefs under the robe and the blond had to grip the table hard to stop himself from running over and jumping the cold bastard.
“Something important came up. I’ll be back shortly.” Kaiba didn’t bother to turn as he dressed and spoke at the same time. “I’ll go to your room when I return.”
Jou’s jaw dropped at Kaiba’s audacity. So he was supposed to just warm the bed and wait for the master’s return. Like hell he was!
“You can go to hell when you return!” Jou hopped off the desk angrily. “What’s going on, Kaiba? It’s friggin’ midnight. What is so important it can’t wait ‘til morning?” He couldn’t help the all to familiar ache in his chest at the thought that HE obviously wasn’t important enough for Kaiba to stay around for.
Kaiba finished dressing and pulled on his long black coat. Jou hated that; it made the man even more gorgeous and his heart was flopping around again.
Kaiba turned and glared icily at him as he closed the closet and moved away. He stopped in front of Jounouchi and said curtly, “I don’t have time to satisfy your childish curiosity right now, mutt, so back to bed.” Then he tipped Jou’s head back and kissed him fiercely before he let the blond go and headed for the door.
Jou stared after the broad back in shock. The man was as confusing as hell. How could he be a cold, insensitive jerk in one breath and then manage to kiss him with such searing heat in the next? If Kaiba’s sex drive had a switch, it definitely was short-circuited. And what the hell was wrong with HIM? Why the hell did his knees turn to putty at the very thought of Kaiba’s kisses?
GAH! He knew coming here had been a mistake and he was going to let Mokuba know it too!
Jou left the study and went to give the younger Kaiba a piece of his mind…only Mokuba wasn’t in his room and after looking all around the house, Jounouchi found a note in the guest room where he was to sleep.
Sissy Milay had left the house and Mokuba had followed her.
Jounouchi read the note again…and again. There was no mistake. Mokuba had gone to the Shimizu mansion by himself. Kaiba had left to go god knows where and there was no one that could go after Mokuba but him. Jou gulped and whimpered piteously. This was SO not good!
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The second part will be posted presently. ^_^
I'm almost done with a brand new Yu-Gi-Oh fic. As soon as I can find my beta, I should be able to post. ^___^
I have no idea why the plot bunnies are so active; I'm also working on Silent Series chapter 7 as well as some idea to continue AFL. *feeds bunnies energy drinks*