Beyond the Line
Joey was running late again. He was running as hard as he could trying to keep the tears that were stinging his eyes at bay. My dad is going to kill me he thought to himself. As he came to a street corner he looked both ways as he was approaching and tried to run across the street. As he was in the middle of the street he heard tiers screech and felt a sharp pain in his side, as he was falling he could picture himself being dead, as he hit the ground he heard a loud pop.
As he came to he felt good, he was in a big comfortable bed that smelt great. Then he tried to sit up and was rewarded by a headache and a sharp pain in his side that made him scream in pain and fall back into the bed. Joey heard the door slam open with haste, "Joey!" said a voice he was very familiar with but couldn't place until it said, "Come on Mutt talk to me don't scare me agin."
"What the hell did you do to me Kaiba!" Joey yelled but soon regretted doing so because it made his head and side hurt.
Seto flinched he already felt bad for hitting the blond while being intoxicated. He sighed and asked, "So how so you feel Joey... other than the head and side."
"Yeah I'm just great after getting hit by a car...by the way how long have I been out."
"Uh... do you really want me to answer that?" Seto asked hesitantly.
"Yeah that would be why I asked moneybags."
"Um well you have been out for two days now."
"Damn." Joey stated as he was trying to come up with an excuse that wouldn't get him killed by his father. Joey's father was abusive, a drunk, and could care less about his son's safety. As Joey stood he winced then noted that he was completely nude. "You sick bastard... where are my clothes."
"Well after I hit you, you where bleeding an..."
"WAIT... YOU ARE THE ONE WHO HIT ME?"
"yes." Seto said meekly, "I thought you would have guessed that. And about your clothes they are being washed and I think you should lay down."
"Go to hell moneybags."
Seto sighed, "At least stay until your clothes are clean."
When his clothes were finally clean Joey went to leave and came face to face with a blanket of snow and it was still coming down. Seto came to stand next to him and said, "I'm not driving in that and I'm not letting you go out on foot in that you have been injured enough... would you like me to call your dad and tell him your staying over here."
"You talked to my dad... when, why?"
"Well I called him and told him you where hit by a car and was going to stay at my estate for a while."
"Oh I bet he took that well."
"I don't care about your worthless father mutt."
"Ha... yeah because you just love me moneybags." Seto just stared at Joey and thought, you have no idea my mutt.
Later Seto took Joey to the hot tub to try and get the blond relaxed and comfortable.
As Joey submerged himself he didn't know whether to hate the CEO or not. Seto was being nice to him for once. Then Joey thought well he does have incentive to be nice to me he did hit me with his car. "Your only being nice to me because I can sue you and you have no way out of this one Seto Kaiba."
Seto looked at him and said, "Your only partially right mutt."
"What do you mean by partially!" Joey exclaimed as he watched Seto strip his T-shirt off.
"Well Joseph I mean this." Joey had no time to stop what Seto was doing.
Joey was dumbfounded Seto Kaiba was kissing him and his lips where demanding Joey to return his affection. Joey sat there shocked for a moment before returning the kiss caussing Seto to moan.
They kissed like that for awhile before Joey felt Seto's tong slide against his lips asking to be let in, Joey opened his mouth to let Seto taste him and to taste Seto. The kiss started to get heated and Seto wanted to touch his puppy, but as soon as he ran his hand up Joey's side he was rewarded with a sharp cry of pain. "Shit... I sort of forgot about you being hurt I'm sorry Puppy."
"Its okay Seto I for got to." Then they went back to their make out session and Joey got to sleep with his almost lover that night, and as he lay there he thought well that went beyond the line a little bit.