Title: That Don't Impress Me Much

Genre: Romance/Drama

Pairings: S/OC, Mr/B/M, Y/YY, H/O

A.N.: … Nothin' really…err…All Standard Disclaimers Apply. Title is from a song by Shania Twain. Shonen-ai

Summary: Seto Kaiba, genius teen CEO. Frosty, indomitable, intelligent, cynical, handsome, hot, lonely. Yukito Arai, teen model prodigy. Aloof, focused, gifted, misanthropic, scintillating, beautiful, bitter. Who will break the whom first? Seto-centered.

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Chapter 1

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School was, boring, as usual. It was the autumn after the summer Battle City and Battle Ship tournaments and everyone was back at school. Things had certainly been exciting during the previous tournaments however the hub died down soon enough as everyone started to prepare for school at the end of the summer. Not to say that people had stopped duelling, it had just been put on hold for a while, while everyone, especially the finalists of Battle Ship, rushed to get their act together before school. Homework was done at lightning speed, mostly incorrect, but at least completed. Books were searched for under heaps of unwashed clothing and trash while uniforms were hurriedly mended and ironed to perfection, or as close as they could get to it.

No matter.

It was the first day of the autumn term the school was abuzz with life as students, friends, 'lovers', greeted each other joyfully and pleasantly. It was no surprise that noise was the most filtering sound that made it to many ears, but in this case, this 'noise' was a case of repeated words. The news was that there was a new student in the school. This, of course, was not much of a surprise to many; after all, a few students always got transferred into or out of the school each term. So most [mainly the boys] ignored what the girls were getting hyped about as the transfer was probably a boy and therefore of not much interest to them, unless they were gay, which the general most vehemently insisted that they were not, which was not true. Most of the time.

However, this matter was of more importance to the more important characters of this story. The transfer was to their class, therefore affected them with a greater impact. That and that most of them were gay, mainly due to the rabid obsessions of their fan girls who thought them to be gods that should be thrown together for as many reasons [or the lack of one also known as the PWP] as possible.

Nonetheless, our protagonist and his sideliners were indeed pondering over their would be new classmate and since they are the interest of this story, it is only natural to focus on them rather than the other important happenings about the school.

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"What do you think he'll be like?" asked Jou as he perched himself on Yuugi's desk. His smaller friend looked up to him and shrugged his shoulders as he said, "I don't know, but I hope that he's nice." Jou grinned at his second best friend and waved a greeting to Otogi, who had been transferred to their class just this term.

Otogi started off as a game rival with a vengeance against Yuugi and had done the one thing Kaiba had not done by putting Jou in a dog suit. Realizing that he had been in the wrong, he had followed up by being a nice guy and a great friend who supported them through their trials. He was currently involved with Honda and shared an apartment with him and Jou, how had moved out from his father's place a week before school started.

"Bet it would help if he had a cute butt wouldn't it?" said the dice master smirking at the tri-colored haired boy who was blushing lightly at the mention of his 'weakness'. Jou laughed and slapped Yuugi's shoulder affectionately as the smaller boy tried his best to imitate a tomato.

"Better take care that Yami doesn't catch wind of this Yuugi. For the sake of the new guy that is." This time the sound of laughter tripled as Honda entered the scene. Yami Yuugi was not known for his generosity when it came to time-sharing with his aibou.

Honda was Jou's best friend; he was the tall brunette who spent most of his time 'messing' around with Jou and was the first and best of Jou's friends. Though not a duelist himself, Honda was always ready to support his friends during their duels.

Once a Don Juan wannabe, he had been homophobic and had estranged himself from his friends from one entire week when he had discovered that there had been inter-relationships in the group. He had come to his senses when he realized that all along he had had a crush, not on the oak haired Shizuka, but on Shizuka's crush instead. He had once considered the ebony haired bishonen his rival in love, until their time together during Battle Ship, Honda had not realized that his affections lay in the green eyed dice master until he had left for America for a week. They had gotten together after Otogi's return from the west and were now a happy couple.

The joking continued for a while more as Malik, who was posing as a temporary transfer student, and Ryou, another close friend and confident joined them in their teasing.

Malik and his dark side were currently trying to apply for permanent residency in Japan and were both lovers 'competing' for the attention of one tomb-robber. The dark side having the upper hand as he spent more time with the 'affection' of theirs. The elder Ishtar had left the younger in the care of his dark side and his attendant Rishid and had gone off on another exhibition trip. Rishid had been 'convinced' to follow the elder Ishtar and now both light and dark sides roomed, literally, with the tomb-robber and his light side,

Ryou and Bakura had come to terms about their new 'relationship' [Seto had been 'convinced' to create new birth certificates that dittoed somewhat for Marik] and considering how they had never really been on bad terms before, all past was forgot and they were very close as 'brothers'. Though there had been some problems about room allocation and sound proofing, the four got along well enough that Ryou slept at least eight hours a day [with the exception of weekends which were declared free for all]. Apart from random quarrels and temper tantrums about who was not spending enough time with whom, the household was mostly peaceful, though their neighbors would have said other wise.

It had not taken long for the group to realize that without a job or a reasonable hobby [apart from 24 hour screwing which Malik always claimed not fair], the two dark sides were unlikely to stay out of trouble. Especially the tomb-robber, who was currently trying his best to reign in his kleptomania while working under a certain blue-eyed CEO. Both Marik and he had been offered jobs by a Kaiba [no prizes for guessing which one]. Who, upon hearing that they were 'jobless' [not that they actually wanted or needed one], had offered them the posts of bodyguards cum security officers for the other Kaiba, without consulting him first. That Kaiba had obviously given in to the other's whim and now had two not so sane but decent bodyguards.

The elder of the Kaiba brothers was, least to say, not completely displeased with the performance of his two, 'guardians'. Given, one was slightly psychotic and the other was a kleptomaniac, but that didn't compare to TWO overly sexed 'spirits' who not only romped wherever and whenever, but also constantly did it just to annoy him. Still, their skills were what made Kaiba Corp's security system top notch as their constant 'scrambles' helped the elder Kaiba discover the loopholes in his security. Along with 'protecting' the elder Kaiba when he went for various assemblies and functions, the two also tested his new dueling systems [without the aid of the shadow realm] for errors [however rare the occurrence] and were thus actually helpful to the elder Kaiba.

The younger Kaiba was still hanging around the Yuugi-tachi much to his brother's displeasure, despite the fact that the interaction kept him occupied and made his easier to track down. The elder was still plagued with corporate work and the stress of being who he was. Still, being who he was, he dealt with who he was the way he would; with the continuation of being the way he was. It was simply the Kaiba way. For the moment, the fore mentioned elder was sitting at the back of the classroom regarding his 'classmates' with his usual disdain. Jou caught the misanthropic look and couldn't resist a tweak.

"What's the matter Mr. CEO, worried about your shares? Don't worry I'm sure they're still were they were the last time you checked. Down there." Jou cracked up at his own joke while the rest rolled their eyes as Honda whapped Jou upside on the back of his head. Jou glared at his friend and the two instantly got into an argument.

"When you and your husband are done conversing let me know…" Seto smirked as the comprehension dawned on Jou's face.

"Teme…" Jou glared at Seto and was about to make his way over when Ryou grabbed his wrist as Jou passed his table and said, "Don't bait him Jou. Don't fall for his hooks either." Jou glanced down at the pale boy and let out a huff of exasperated breath and nodded his head. Moving back to sit at his seat behind Yuugi, next to Ryou, in front of Otogi and far, far, far away from Seto, Jou tried turn the conversation back to the new comer.

"I heard that he's a…" A loud, shrill bell cut him off as masses scampered to their places and meekly waited for their guardians to hell.

The door slid open with a hiss [which was all in their heads], and in stepped their teacher, Fujimiya Ran. A tall, lean, no-nonsense red head with vibrant violet eyes that many schoolgirls worshipped as a demi-god. Now, if only they were that devoted to their schoolwork. He eyed the class wearily; they were not new to him. He had known them for quite a while now. Most of them had been in his classes before. Drawing in a deep breath, he pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose and began the day.

"Class, I'm sure most of you know who I am. For those of you who don't, my name is Fujimiya Ran. You are to call me Fujimiya sensei. Later on I will fill you in on more of the activities that will happen later on in the semester. For now, let me introduce a new entry to our school. " Turning to the door, the teacher invited the new student into the classroom, "Arai-kun, please come in and meet your new classmates."

Kaiba glanced up briefly from his book. Arai, That name was familiar to him.

Near inaudible footsteps and a faint sigh signaled the entry of their new 'play thing'. The door creaked softly as it slid back to close the opening. Gasps filled the classroom as they set their eyes on beauty itself.

Seto looked up and saw cynical gold eyes filled with indomitable arrogance and shook his head. Oh boy.