Disclaimer: I do not own YGO.
Summary: (that summary I use was to get you to come in because we all know sex sells)
Warning: Ninjas, candy, mansions, the Latin meaning for the number six, the number six, towels, copyright laws. Kaiba Seto out of character… trust me.
A/N: This, my friends of happiness has nothing to do with dueling, or anything to do with the dueling anime. Because the original manga is better. Yep yes it is. ON to introducing my first YGO story! Hi, I'm normally a writer for Inuyasha (I don't own that) but I thought about it and I thought, 'what the hoot I'll write a JxS fan fiction. So I did. With the help of two muses (that are my friends) and Memo (my cowed muse) I am inspired to write this.
Title: Ninja's, that's hot.
Chapter title: It's almost like love
The wonderful and cute Katsuya Jounouchi is the only person in the world that knows my secret. My beautiful little secret of all the embarrassing of all my little secrets and that is a lot. That I, the great and wonderful Seto, am deeply in love with gay porno. Well not Katsuya himself knows that I love it so much but the little stick figure I have made of him on my paper knows. Oh does he know. I talk to my little Jou all the little time, don't I? Ahem. Calm and relaxed. I almost had a smile on my face, and we can't let that happen now can we? No, no we can't.
Okay on with life! Here I am sitting innocently in math class though math it's self is not so innocent. I should introduce myself to you (my thoughts even though I think you should know who I am and why I'm here today to tell you this breaking news… god I'm weird). My name is Kaiba Seto. Owner of Kaiba Corp. that was owned by my father but sadly (inner, inner Seto: YES! HAPPILY) gone. Ahem. Plus the secret stalker of my fellow classmate Katsuya Jounouchi.
I guess I should go and explain how I fell deeply in love with Katsuya and gay porno. First the gay porn... Set a few years back.
There I was sitting in my office bored out of my ever-living mind, pretending to do paperwork when Mokuba came skipping in…literally… anyhow came skipping in with a DVD in his grasp. He dropped on my desk and smiled "Dearest brother of mine what does anal mean?" he asked oh so innocently. I looked at the DVD case which had no picture on the front or back. "It means your butt…" I answered calmly. "Oh" he looked down at his feet, with a little blush "then what does anal sex mean?" I froze and straightened in my seat "Why?" my dear sweet little brother, even if you turn out to be the nest future drag queen of Japan I added quietly to myself. "My teacher asked if he could have anal sex with me and I said no, not know what it was, and he just gave me this DVD and told me to give him a yes tomorrow if I liked it"
I stared at him wide eyed "Gay sex… is anal sex. And you're not going to that school anymore"
I set him to a different school with all girl teachers that were old, nuns even! But I watched the DVD and I got addicted.
Mokuba poor little soul. Anyhow on to way I'm in love with Mr. Katsuya. Setting two weeks ago after gym class:
I was taking my gym clothes off when a smaller boy was being picked on. I didn't care so I continued on undressing from my shirt before sitting down on the bench to take off my socks. Katsuya helped the kid and sent on his way to tell on the bigger boy. Freeing myself from my socks I stood taking my shorts off bending down picking them from the floor. I stood up staring at smooth skin of Katsuya's forehead. I sighed and looked him in the eyes, me naked, him in his gym shorts and nothing else. "What?" I asked slowly for the blonde haired freak. "Why didn't you help him out you ice cube?" he growled kind of sounding as a dog would.
I stared for a moment before grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my waist, pasting him going to where the showers were but not before I grabbed my spring rain body wash. He followed me ranting about how much of a jerk and big head with a "small brain" I am as I turned on the hot water taking my towel off putting it up with my body wash. Katsuya growled and exited the showers. I mentally gave myself a pat on the back. The boys around me were horse playing as some did while in the showers. It was kind of hot: wet, naked teenage boys pushing each other touching each other places on "accident". We all know everybody is gay.
Someone pushed his friend in to me which caused him to glare at the pusher and the pushee. They laughed nervously backing away slowly before running off to hind behind friends. I grabbed my body wash putting some in my hands rubbing my hands together getting them soapy washing myself. Katsuya came in with Yuugi Mouto and Yami (whatever his last name may be). Mouto and Yami walked naked and free while Katsuya had a towel on. I got a feeling in the pit of my stomach, a warm fuzzy feeling. I wanted to know what was under that towel. (D/N: Determination thought)
(A/N: D/N is Definition Note… made it up)
I continued to clean myself glancing over Katsuya every now and then he still never took the towel. He took it off but he was on the other side of the shower room now. Fredrick is always in the way… (D/N: Fredrick: The towel's new found name). That damn towel.
From then on (those long two weeks of Fredrick) my lust turned into love and lust. So here I am in math class "doing" my work, which I really not for my slow side. Instead I'm talking to my little stick figure through thought.
Katsuya walked past my desk grabbing my paper ripping it up then throwing it away. My mental self banged his head on the table and cried "Stick figure Jounouchi! NOOOO" crying.
The past two weeks Katsuya and I have maybe been a little mean to each other… just a little. But this is going over board! Killing his own stick figure who he had no idea existed. As he walked back from talking to the teacher I put my foot out, tripping him. He landed fall first on the ground. I looked under the table at him with a cocky smile "Walk much?" he stood up fast and I sat up straight in my chair, he leaned over my table his hands on my table. "Kaiba do you have to be so predicable" he said in an anger filled voice. I stood from my chair making it tip over, classmates watching us, I cupped Katsuya's face bring my mouth to his, kissing him.
If you did not see that coming… you're dense.
It was a short and soft kiss. I pulled back and stood up straight with a smile on my face as I watched the emotions fly across his face. I sat back down with a smug look, "How's that for predicable" I pulled out a piece of paper, Katsuya still standing there, putting a hand on his waist pushing him aside so I could write what the teacher had put on there, he is gone now to do teacher things.
Katsuya still in shock was pulled over to his table by a giggly Mouto. I ignored the whispers around me and only looked up a few times to put down the notes. But inside I was jumping up and down, over and over, again and again, singing "I kissed him! AND He wasn't paper!"
I should explain the paper part. I took a magazine (gay porn) and cut Katsuya's picture out of last year's year book and the picture of me and pasted it on the actor's bodies. I told you… stalker. Or creepily in love with.
A/N: That is all. For now… I shall now tell you why he called him Katsuya throughout the whole chapter, it's because he is polite. But he'll start calling him Jou later on because it's easier to say. So how did my first ever YGO go? Like? Hate? - I know. I'm the greatest right? (Memo: Great people don't talk to themselves) –glares at cowed muse- (Memo: They also don't make beanie babies their muse) Silly little muse.