Hey there Everybody, I've decided to try my hand at making Yaoi. Who knows? Maybe I'll be good at it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh…I wish did. It would be juicier.
On to the STORY!!!
It was the usual school day. Seto Kaiba sat in his dark limo, going over spreadsheets and charts, not really paying attention to the world outside. His mind was consumed with so business ideas, he didn't even notice his vehicle coming to a stop outside his school. Roland knocked on the window, causing Seto to jerk slightly.
"School, Sir" Roland politely nodded towards the school. Seto quickly gathered his things, before stepping outside of his car. "Please pick me up at the usual time", Seto said before walking away. With a quick "yes, sir" Roland drove away, leaving his employer walking into his school alone.
Seto surveyed the yard outside the front entrance with some distain. Another day of hell. Why not? Loud laughter echoed from this right. Turning to look, he saw the object of both his ire and affection walking down the sidewalk. Laughing amber eyes, golden hair, slim build.
Katsuya Jounouchi.
Seto readied himself for his usual insult and as Jou walked by voiced, "Mutts should have muzzles, and you're no different". Now he waited for Jou to say some snappish comeback, or threaten his life.
He got something altogether different.
Jou stopped, turned unreadable amber pools to him, and walked all the way up to him. Reaching on tip toes, Jou blew in Seto's ear, causing Seto to jump.
"Good Morning Kaiba." Jou whispered, making Seto's eyes widen. The voice was the most erotic thing he had ever heard. It made him think of honey and sex all mixed together. Jou backed away, smiling a smile that made Seto want to know what was going on behind them. "See you in class" said Jou before running back to catch up to his friends.
Seto just stood there. Shocked. Then, a small smile appeared on lips otherwise frowning. Shaking his head, he started walking to the entrance and into school.
Today, however, was not to be like any day anyone at Domino High School had ever seen, and to be sure, never forget.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" The question floated in the air, almost hesitant being spoken aloud. Green eyes looked into black, a pleading expression consuming them.
"Positive. Jou Katsuya will pay for what he did" Black eyes filled with rage glared out to the school grounds, hands clenching.
"Ok class, today we will be dabbling in Kendo. So get ready with your assigned partner and we'll begin." Coach Tonkawa said, smiling at everyone. Tristan made a face. He hated P.E. and wondered why it was required to take it. He figured that skipping wouldn't get him in too much trouble but was stopped when Yugi cornered him.
"Where ya going? You'd better not be skipping."The face Yugi made, had Tristan cringing. "No, I was just going to get some tissue. My nose's running." Tristan nervously said, "I'm ok now" then moved back in line with the others.
"Mr. Katsuya, You'll be pared up with Mr. Kaiba. No fighting now, I don't want an incident like last time" Coach Tonkawa said, frowning slightly. The incident referring to an all out fist fight which resulted both persons of interest being taken to the nurse for a black eye and a broken nose. Jou just smiled. "Coach, you have my word that I will not cause Kaiba any more physical harm than that nose."
"Unless he wants me to" Jou's comment was so slight, that Kaiba barely heard it, but whipped around when he did. Innocent eyes looked in to somewhat shocked ones. "Lets get to work then" Jou brightly smiled at Kaiba, before picking his kendo stick and getting in line with the others to hear instructions.
While coach was explain the purpose of Kendo and why it was required to learn, Kaiba couldn't help but notice that Jou wasn't paying attention…At all. He was currently flipping his kendo stick like a large knife, catching it, and then flipping it. It was fascinating. The precision of throwing and catching it was almost like watching a swordsman play with his sword. The funniest and oddest thing about this is that Jou didn't even notice he was doing it. He was watching the coach, who at his point noticed what Jou was doing.
"Mr. Jounouchi that is a kendo stick, not a knife. What are you doing?" Coach now seemed irritated. "Well?"
Jou, jerking out of whatever trance he was in, dropped the kendo stick. "Wha?"
"Being smart are you, think you can handle that better than me? Ok. Let's see what you got Katsuya. On the mat, NOW" Coach Tonkawa was now extremely pissed. Jou shrugged before following Coach on the mat.
Rolling his shoulders, Jou shrugged and waited. Sure enough, this enraged Tonkawa even more. Roaring, he lunged at Jou with his kendo stick…and was parried. Thinking he missed just because of some fluke, he lunged again, only to miss again. Now getting slightly more pissed off, he started really bringing out the moves, lunges, parries, spins, the entire full monty. And couldn't hit Jou for all he was worth.
Jou, on the other hand, was dodging, and making it look like it was the easiest thing in the world. His moves were so graceful, so precise; it made the entire class wonder where he learned to move like that. Jou flowed through each block like it was the most natural thing possible. This, of course, made his Coach royally steamed.
While Yugi was quietly watching, occasionally giving some comment, Tristan was yelling his head off. He thought it was awesome that his best bud was giving Tonkawa a new course in being an ass. None of his students liked him at all. And now, his best bud was giving something Tonkawa would remember.
At this point, Tonkawa reached out and grabbed Jou arm, spinning him around. That's when the entire sparring match changed. Throwing his arm sideways, Tonkawa slammed his sword down, clipping Jou's right shoulder. The force of the hit forced Jou to a knee. He was only there a second before flying out of the way, attacking with a force of blows that would have been deadly if he had an actual sword.
Seto was amazed at both the gall of the coach to do such a low move like that, and awe at Jou for completely dodging the move. Seto was so proud at him, he almost started yelling, like the rest of the class, who, at this point, was yelling their heads off. But the look in Jou's eyes, as he came around disturbed Seto.
The Killer instinct. The kill or be killed look. Jou spun around, clipping coach on the shoulder, the chest, before ducking at a wildly swinging arm, before spinning and coming to a stop, his kendo stick resting at the base of Tonkawa's neck. Seto knew anatomy. Now he knew that Jou knew anatomy too. The way the wooden sword was positioned, had it been a real sword, it would have taken his head.
"That's enough" Principle Hiro said, glaring at both Jou and Coach Tonkawa. Joey popped his neck. Before moving from the mat , passing Kaiba, and leaving the Gym all together. The crowd parted as Jou left, an expression on his face that Kaiba had never seen. If he wanted to, Tonkawa would be either dead or injured.
After having the principle shoo them back to class, Seto was left to ponder what he witnessed.
Jou didn't come to class after that. Instead he escaped to the roof to calm himself down. He needed some space.
That one incident was the closest he had come to completely loosing control of himself. It wasn't like he needed an everyday reminder that he was slightly stronger, slightly faster, slightly everything, than everyone else.
As he paced, memories that he had long suppressed came floating back. Memories he refused to give privy to.
Old habits die hard, and at that moment, one habit reappeared. Jou was completely surrounded.
Green eyes, full of hatred glared into now liquid amber ones.
"Azerus"
TBC