Title: Coincidence and Circumstance (1?)

Author: Telpei

Rating: R

Pairing: Seto/Jou

Beta: Jennie B. Many thanks! offers pocky

Spoilers: None.

Disclaimer: Yugioh is not mine. This car does not and will probably never belong to me But it's really pretty ;; http/ Seto and Jou haven't spoken or seen each other since graduation seven years ago. Now, in a series of coincidences, they meet up time and time again. Will circumstance allow for old attractions to rekindle?

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Part I: Coincidence in Japan

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Shifting a sports car into top gear had always appealed to Seto Kaiba. The growl of the motor and the squeal of tires sent adrenaline pumping through his hormonal system, and the experience was a rush like no other. Sure, piloting a jet fashioned after the Blue Eyes White Dragon had been a blast, but being in the air couldn't compare to flying down the highway at two hundred kilometers per hour, wearing a brand new pair of Oakley's. His recently purchased Bugatti Veyron was infamous for its speed, having stolen the World's Fastest Car record from the Koenigsegg by reaching 400 clicks. The 1002 horsepower engine was at the control of Kaiba's fingertips, and the power trip was exhilarating.

However, blue, red and white lights flashing in the rear-view mirror ended Seto's fun. Uttering a few colourful words, he was forced to pull off to the side of the road. Really, what was the point of spending 1.5 million dollars on four wheels and a bit of metal if one couldn't drive it at top speed? He threw the car into neutral with a frustrated grunt, and cut the engine. Shifting his hips, he reached into the back pocket of his slacks for his wallet, and subsequently, his driver's license. His severe looking expression stared back at him from the United States of America, State of New York driver's license, and as the brunet contemplated his pale skin and the obvious lack of photography skills employed, he rolled down his window as the police officer approached his car.

"D'you 'ave any idea how fast ya were drivin' back dere? Speed limit's only a hundred, ya psycho," a startlingly familiar, heavily accented voice demanded from outside the car as the cop reached Seto's window. "I'm gonna need ta see yer license, registration, and proof of insurance pronto, Mr. Speedy Gonzalez... Well hell, Kaiba, issat you?"

The brunet slowly looked up and met the surprised, amber eyes of Katsuya Jounouchi, a third rate, loser mutt with one hell of a sexy body and an attitude to boot. Silently, he passed the three requested documents out his window and, leaning one elbow on the ledge, he propped his chin in his palm. "Fancy meeting you here, Jounouchi," he greeted calmly, noting that his high school crush's physical appearance had not deteriorated since they'd graduated seven years ago. If anything, the blond looked even better, and Seto had always appreciated a man in uniform. "Or maybe I should call you 'Officer'?"

The blond let out a low whistle and let his eyes wash over the beautiful car. "Fuck, dat's one sweet ride ya got, Kaiba. And it is Officer, I suppose," he replied with a lopsided, goofy grin. "Ya surprised I managed ta do somethin' wit my life?"

"Yes, actually," Seto replied with a slight smirk, though the old malice wasn't present in his voice. "Still, it's a pleasant surprise, Officer. Tell me do they use your canine sense of smell to track down thieves, or do they only give the purebreds that honour?"

Jou sighed. "I see y'aven't changed a bit," he muttered, blushing a little at the compliment and ignoring the insult while he adjusted the cap on his head. "How long's it been?" he asked, stepping back a bit and staring at Seto's license, registration, and insurance without really reading them. "Seven, eight years? What're ya doin' back in Domino? Last I read about ya, they'd outed ya in Washin'ton couple years back wit dat guy from d'army...What's 'is name?"

"Yasuo," Seto replied automatically, his eyes shifting back to the dashboard of his car. "Yamashita Yasuo. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that news of my sexual exploits reached Domino, though I am curious as to how the information reached your ears."

"Yamashita-kun," Jounouchi repeated, glancing down the highway at the oncoming traffic and ignoring Seto's question, since he didn't want to answer it. "I guess you shut dem tabloids up pretty good after dat, huh? I ain't read nothin' more 'bout ya since den. How ya been, Kaiba? How's da States treatin' ya?"

"I've been well, I suppose," Seto replied with a sigh, leaning back a little into the fresh leather seat. "I'm stationed in New York now, where the main company headquarters is located. Mokuba's attending school at MIT, so he's away most of the time - but he comes home once a month, if he can manage it. I'm only here to take care of the rest of the Kaiba estate, so I imagine I'll be heading back soon."

Jounouchi nodded and shifted his eyes back to Kaiba. The brunet seemed tired somehow; a chronic exhaustion that caused a slight droop in his posture and stole the intensity from his eyes. "Well, even though I know ya, I still gotta do my job," he apologized finally, turning back to his patrol car. "Back in a sec, kay?"

Seto nodded and watched Jounouchi's retreating form in his side view mirror, peering over the edge of his sunglasses for a better peep at the young man's posterior. It felt odd to be so at ease with the blond after so many years of separation, but they were both adults now, and their rivalry had faded with time.

It was nice, in a way, to see Jounouchi again. Seto had known when he'd returned to Domino earlier during the week that there was a good chance he would meet up with one of his high school classmates. Chancing across the blond was just blind luck, the CEO supposed, since Jounouchi wasn't very hard to look at and fairly easy to get along with. Jou wasn't the type to fawn over Kaiba's money and power, and Seto appreciated the rarity of, dare he admit it, a good, honest friend like Jounouchi.

Sighing, Seto placed a call to the Tokyo KC headquarters and informed them that he was running late. By the time he was hanging up, Jounouchi had returned with a small clip board. He passed Seto's driver's license, registration and insurance papers back through the open window and then tore a piece of paper from his clip board. "I'm gonna have ta give ya a ticket," he declared, passing the white sheet of paper to Seto. "You c'n pay by mail or at th' courthouse or whatever; instructions are all on th' back. If ya wanna fight it, ya gotta go to th' courthouse anyway, and they'll explain th' procedure...though I'm sure yer lawyers c'n handle it if ya want dem to. If ya plead guilty wit' an explanation, dey'll lower th' fine, but I'm not sure even yer brilliant brain c'n come up wit a good excuse fer drivin 200 in a 100 zone..."

"Pure enjoyment, Officer Jounouchi," Seto replied with a little smirk. "Though I'm sure they won't accept that as a reasonable excuse."

"Nah, doubt it," Jou replied with a roguish grin. "Ya need a damned runway fer dis baby if ya wanna let 'er rip."

Kaiba nodded, stroking one hand over the steering wheel. The amount of the fine for speeding 100km above the posted limit was quite large by anyone else's standards, but to Seto, it was just pocket change. It was a pity, though, that this would go on his record...and of course, he wouldn't allow an occurrence like this to happen again, which meant that he wouldn't be speeding anymore.

Beside the car, Jounouchi lifted his cap a little and scratched the back of his head. "Well, I guess I'll let ya go," he decided, glancing down the highway again at the oncoming traffic. "Seems we both got jobs ta do...but maybe I'll see ya around town 'fore ya leave?"

Seto shook his head. "I doubt it, Jounouchi. I'm pretty busy for the next few days, and I really need to get back to New York as soon as possible."

The blond sighed, and Seto was surprised that they both seemed disappointed. They probably wouldn't be seeing each other again for who knew how long. "Well...see ya 'round, I guess. Have a good flight back ta th' States."

"Thanks," Seto replied, offering Jou a small smile. The blond grinned back and saluted the young executive before turning and heading back to his cruiser. Seto watched him leave in his side view mirror again, waited for the patrol car to pull out into traffic, and then started up his engine.

He shifted into gear and shot out into the oncoming traffic, easily merging with the steady flow of cars, and then settling into his seat as he resumed his trip towards Tokyo. His brain starting ticking away at his latest programming project and the meeting ahead of him, but thoughts of Jounouchi Katsuya lingered in the back of his mind. He wondered how many years would pass before they met again.

Hopefully next time, it would be under better circumstances.

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