Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh.
You Can't Always Get What You Want
By. Little Miss Reaper
Seto wanted something, and for several years now whatever he wanted was immediately his.
This situation was the rare (meaning only) exception.
Though he briefly considered it he realized he could not buy a person and later that this was not the sort of thing he wished to treat as a transaction.
What he wanted and couldn't have was one Jounouchi Katsuya and believe me, he'd tried.
He had attempted subtle seductions and open solicitudes only to be met with negative replies at every turn.
What made it more frustrating, nearly unbearable, was the fact that Katsuya was openly gay and regardless of his protests, was attracted to Seto.
It was in fact the other boy's "secret" looks and "accidental" touches that had provoked him into action.
Why then was he so diligently spurned? Why did Katsuya, with reluctance in his eyes, so firmly push him away when he'd first tried to kiss him?
Why could Seto not have what he so desperately desired?
Regardless of why, he found himself left with few options.
The first, purchase, had already been ruled out. The second, force, was out of the question for ethical and legal reasons. This left only his third and final option, begging, which while detestable, had not yet been returned to the shelf. As loathe as he was to admit it, he had reached the end of his rope with only failure or this demeaning option left to him.
So, resigned to the fact that it was this or defeat, he readied himself to beg.
He managed to catch Katsuya (he had taken to calling him Katsuya to show his desire for intimacy) at his locker after the last bell.
"Katsuya, could I speak with you for a moment?"
The blonde seemed unfazed and followed Seto into the privacy of a nearby classroom.
Seto's propositions had by now become the norm.
Jounouchi waited in silence for the other boy to begin.
"I have tried every way I know of to get you to sleep with me over the last few months and I promise you that this is the last time. All I can do is beg you and if you still won't be with me, beg you to tell me why."
Joey looked a little surprised, but composed himself quickly. "The answer is still no Seto, and if you really think you've exhausted every measure, then it always will be. There is only one thing you could ever do to get me in bed with you."
"Anything." He said, not daring to hope.
"Stop trying."
With that Joey left the room, leaving Seto alone with his cryptic reply.
He could not fathom (even days later) how ceasing to try would help his case, but as he'd already sworn to give up after this, he saw no other choice.
In the following weeks he didn't speak to Jounouchi and looked at him as little as possible. This was brought to an end when the blonde showed up at his locker once day and simply said. "Not what I meant." Before vanishing back into the sea of students.
Seto wanted nothing more than to bang his head hard against the cool metal of the locker and tear out his hair, but as neither of those were good for keeping up an image of sanity, he opted for packing his book bag with excessive force.
What was he doing wrong? What was he doing besides what Joey had told him too?
With an ever growing headache he left for Kaiba Corp.