Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and I'm not making money out of this story! (but I'll admit it, that would be totally cool). I have to admit something though *feeling very embarrassed* I've seen my little sister watching Paris Hilton's new BFF (what a lame concept... whatever) and I don't know why but her TTYN ("Talk to you never") just popped in my mind when I was searching for a title. So yeah I borrowed Paris' expression but I don't think she'll ever know.
Rating: M (for language and probably sexuality even though I don't think I'll write a complete sex scene… it's already hard in French lol not sure I can do it in English)
Pairing: Seto/Joey, I'm trying my first puppyshipping here so please be nice ^^ (I know it sounds weird if you read A public matter and know that I'm an arrogantshipper and a polarshipper but oh well puppyshipping sounded fun). I don't know how long this fic will be, maybe very long like APM, maybe just a few chapters, I'll see!
Note: Maybe you already know, but I am in fact a French speaker who just cannot write YGO fanfiction in her mothertongue because it sounds sooo weird. So if you see mistakes or sentences that are hard to understand, I'll be glad if you could tell me!
Talk to you never
Chapter 1: What you see...
A huge tournament was hosted in Tokyo. Of course, Yugi and Joey couldn't help but enter it. Tristan, Tea and Duke followed them. It would start the next day: for now, they were doing their check-in at their hotel.
Or at least they were trying.
"What do you mean you don't have any Wheeler in your computer?"
"I am sorry, but it seems like we somehow lost your reservation."
"Well then find me another room!"
"We're full for the duration of the tournament."
"WHAT!!! You've gotta be kidding!"
"I'm afraid I am not."
He turned to his friends, who were all holding the keys to their rooms.
"Can I sleep with one of you guys?"
"My room has only one bed", Tea said.
"Me too, man. And it's a single bed", Tristan said.
"Same here."
"Same for me."
Joey sighed and turned to the receptionist.
"Can't I just take a cut bed to sleep in one of their rooms?"
"We don't have any cut bed free, Mr. Wheeler. Besides, those rooms don't have enough space for it."
"Damn it! Then what about the others places?"
"I am afraid the city is full."
"So I'm screwed, that's it?"
"It's not the first time, Wheeler."
Kaiba walked towards the receptionist.
"Seto Kaiba. I have a reservation, of course, not like this barking dog."
"Ah, yes, Mr. Kaiba, everything is ready for y-"
"Don't you laugh at me rich boy! I'm not in the mood!"
"Like I care."
He grabbed the key the man gave him, and Joey sighed.
"Guess I'm going back home, guys."
"Scared already?"
"I'm not scared! But that dumbass lost my reservation and everything is full! I won't sleep outside for a tournament!"
"Sir, may I remind you that I am still here and perfectly able to hear you?" the young man politely said.
"That's a good riddance, Wheeler."
The CEO stared at Joey.
"But that's quite a shame. I wanted to get rid of you by myself."
"Well unless you have a villa here that I can borrow, it looks like you'll have to wait a bit more 'til I kick your rich butt."
"Actually..."
Kaiba mentally smirked as he showed him his golden key.
"I've rented their biggest suite."
He paused as Joey blinked several times.
"If you're not scared of getting humiliated in a duel like the mutt you are, then share this huge suite with me."
"What crazy idea do you have in your mind?"
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. What the hell did you expect? Say, Wheeler, are you a man or a puppy?"
Upset, Joey took the key in Kaiba's hand.
"You're gonna regret this when I show you who's the man in this tournament!" he said before walking straight towards the elevator.
Yugi and the others were looking at each others, completely lost.
"Ok guys. Did I just witness the weirdest moment of my entire life?" Yea asked.
They nodded in silence.
"HELL YEAH!"
Joey ran in the huge suite and jumped on the nearest velvet couch.
"Oh, please. As little as I care about money, I don't want to have anything broken in here. It is bad for my reputation."
"Now, come on, Kaiba, gimme a break, will you? Not everyone is used to that kinda places!"
"I can see that", Kaiba said with a mocking voice.
Joey didn't listen to him and stretched his entire body as Kaiba walked towards a door.
"I take the biggest bedroom, of course."
"Whatever floats your boat, rich boy."
Joey was only happy that he would not be forced to forfeit the tournament because of the hotel's mistake... even if it meant sharing Seto Kaiba's suite.
"We are going to have some rules here. First, you stay away from my things."
"Who do you think I am, a thief?"
"Second", Seto said as he didn't hear Joey, "I'm offering you a place to sleep. It doesn't mean I like you and it doesn't mean I want to speak with you. However, you are free to use the room service, the bar, anything, and I'll pay. Can't say I'm not a nice guy."
He opened the mini bar and grabbed something.
"Third and last rule, if you ever say to anybody that I'm letting you sleep in my suite, you can consider yourself homeless."
He poured himself a drink, took the crystal glass in his hand and showed the bottle to Joey.
"Want some?"
The sight of the amber liquid froze Joey's entire body.
Damn I hate alcohol.
"Nah."
Kaiba put the bottle back in the mini bar.
"Follow my rules and we'll be just fine."
"Don't you worry about this. You won't even notice me."
He stood up.
"Well, gotta take a shower now."
Kaiba shrugged and took a sip from his drink.
"Don't let me stop you."
Joey picked some clothes in his luggage and headed to the bathroom. He stopped in front of the door and turned to Kaiba, staring at his glass.
"Say, you're not taking too much of that stuff, are you?"
Kaiba raised an eyebrow.
"I'll pretend I never heard that, for your own sake."
"It's just that it can be a real pain in the ass, you know? That's total bullshit when you're addicted to this crap. Especially for people around."
Kaiba sighed.
"Who are you, my mother? For your information, no alcoholic is running a successful multi-billionaire company."
"Yeah, you've got a point. Just wanted to be sure."
He walked in the bathroom and Kaiba rolled his eyes. Come on...
Few minutes later, he went in his bedroom to take his laptop. He headed to the suite's lounge, but it felt like every of his muscle had turned into stone when his eyes met the bathroom's door, which hadn't been perfectly closed and was now half opened. He could see Joey, wearing only a dark blue jean, drying his hair with a towel, and few drops of water going down his torso...
He wanted to turn away, but his body was frozen. Even his eyes wouldn't close. Then, Joey moved out of his sight to grab something, snapping Seto back into reality. He walked towards a couch and turned his laptop on.
"You can't spend a day without that thing, can you?"
"Rule number two, Wheeler."
At least he didn't notice... but what the hell happened?
"All right, whatever. I need a snack."
Joey grabbed the phone.
"Yeah, room service?"
Kaiba was typing on his keyboard and doing everything he could to ignore him. Ten minutes later, someone knocked on the door and Joey ran to the door and opened it.
"Here is your meal, sir. Shall I had this to the suite's bill?"
"Yep! Thanks a lot, it looks awesome!"
"Please enjoy it then."
The young man left the place. Joey went back in the lounge and put the silver plate on the coffee table between their sofas. Seto quickly looked at Joey's order. A mix of desserts and fruits.
"Want some, rich boy?"
"I'm not hungry."
"All right then", Joey said before he grabbed a brownie.
With the corner of his eyes, Kaiba saw two bowls on the silver plate: one was full of whipped cream, and the other was full of melted chocolate. You've got to be kidding...
The CEO was doing his best to look like he was focused on his future Duel Disk's design. However, for some unknown reason, his attention was directed towards Joey and his meal.
"You sure you don't want any? They say it's not good to drink on an empty stomach."
Kaiba looked at him. The blond-haired young man was holding a strawberry, covered with chocolate. Seto said nothing: he just shook his head. Joey shrugged and ate the red fruit, then ran his tongue on his finger to lick the chocolate that was going down his skin.
The CEO turned off his laptop. He definitely needed a shower. And a cold one. Joey barely paid attention to him, as he was too focused on his meal.
What the hell's wrong with me?
The cold water was running down his skin, but his thoughts were still confused.
I can't let him have such an effect on me! This is unacceptable!
Joey ate his last chocolate éclair and walked towards the huge window.
"Holy shit!"
From this hotel's top floor, the view over the city was awesome. He stood there for many minutes, speechless, before finally saying:
"Damn, I wish I was rich like that..."
"I wouldn't count on it."
Kaiba was out of the shower and had obviously been able to hear Joey's last sentence. Joey turned around, ready to reply something, but his mouth refused to open when he remembered himself what kind of man he had as a father. I hate to admit it, but rich boy's probably right...
"Yeah, so? Dreaming never killed anyone."
"No, but it never gave anything to anybody either."
The CEO walked towards him, quickly looked outside, and then stared at Joey.
"The view is outstanding indeed..."
End of the chapter: Hope you liked it ^^
