Title: The Ultimatum

Author: KohakoShadow

Rating: PG-13

Pairing(s)/characters: established relationship Seto/Joey

Beta: this hasn't been spell-checked.

Spoilers: None that I know about so far

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gig-Oh or make any profit of it.

Summary: Joey gives Kaiba an ultimatum

"Aargh!" A storm formed above the blonde head. "I had enough of this!" Thus saying, stormy brown eyes grew stormy and long legs strode purposely toward his target. The 10 minute walk to his destination did nothing to calm his mind. It only served to upset him. 'I hope someone jealous enough, blows this place up. Stupid bane of my existence.'

Bypassing the blubbering secretary that just got back from lunch, Katsuya Jou headed to the elevator. Giving the smirking guard a grim smile he strode onward. "Enough is enough!" he muttered wildly to himself.

Everyone he passed stopped and stood, watching the young blonde make his way toward the elevator. It was not unusual for the young man to visit the premises. In fact it was highly desired by most, since his sunny complexion had livened things up in Kaiba Incorporation. But it was unusual for the jovial youth to be so angry. Although knowing where his interests lay, it was not unusual. Kaiba Seto is not an easy person to work with. They couldn't imagine anyone wanting to live with him because he loved Kaiba.

It was the slamming of the doors that captured Kaiba's attention. He rolled his eyes at the sight of his disgruntled lover. 'Oh, boy. What has got his panties in a bunch?' Not wanting to know the answer he drew himself away from the tantalizing sight and resumed reading the new business proposal. He conveniently dampened his hearing to his lover's tirade. 'It's always the usual anyway. Him always wanting to spend some more time with me. As if I have the time to indulge myself with some Puppy-time. I have a load of work to catch up to. I don't need a delectable appetizer distract me from my work.'

Suddenly he jerked forward in his seat. Already there was a small throbbing sensation on his forehead. Looking down he saw the missile that just connected to his head. His eyes widened. It was the bracelet he gave to Jou after their first year as a couple together. He raised his eyes and connected with his lover's misting ones. His breath caught at the anguish he saw and heard in the desolate voice.

"I can't take it anymore Seto. I thought I could handle it, living with you and Mokuba at the mansion. Loving you and having you love me back. You even went as far as to befriend my friends. But it's too much, Seto. With your work we hardly spend some time anymore with each other. The only time we see each other is when we're at school. And that's if I'm lucky to catch you before you go haranguing to some business meeting or the other. I miss you Seto. The work can be finished later. Either you come home with me now or you'll end alone tonight and the rest of the foreseeable future.

'These were just empty threats anyhow. Jou wouldn't ever leave me. He loves me.' Bewildered, Seto interrupted Jou. "You know I can't Jou. I have too much responsibility. I need to finish this." His heart ached at watching the brown eyes fill with crystalline tears. His body tensed at seeing the blonde approach him. 'Any minute now he's going to calm down and just be happily on his way home or to Yughi. Any minute now.' But in his heart he knew the truth. It was with a heavy heart that he felt his blond sink to his knees before him. Jou looked up with the most hurt eyes that Kaiba was unable to watch them. 'I did that.'

He closed his eyes at the onslaught of emotions and snapped them open again due to the butterfly kiss on his cheek. A whisper in his ear froze his blood. "And I'm done with this. It was nice as long it lasted. Goodbye Seto Kaiba. I wish you a pleasant evening and a happy life."

He sat frozen in his chair as he watched the love of his life walk away from him. Blood rushed to his ears and his vision blurred. After studiously watching the slammed door he half-sighed half-sobbed to himself. He steadfastly ignored the wetness on his face and the heartache and continued working. He did not go home that night.

To be continued