A/N: Very early, but I'm not sure when my next update on this one will be my best bet is in two weeks but I'm not sure. So I'm putting this up now.
The blond closed his locker with a slam, cursing every god and diety he knew. Because seriously, there has to be some sick and twisted psychopath looking down on him just plotting ways to make Katsuya Jounouchi's life a living hell.
Damn detention.
It was almost five o'clock by now, meaning his dad was either already home and drunk or on his way home and drunk. Although Jounouchi was holding out some hope that maybe his father was sober this time, it was rare but happened enough times to convince Jou to have a little faith in his dad.
Because in those rare times, Jou's dad was back to normal. Guilt ridden and ashamed but still normal. He'd usually remember everything he did during his drunken escapades, including the things he did to his own son.
He'd see the scars and bruises on Jou and then he'd break down. Swear to get better and make something of himself for Katsuya's sake.
Unfortunately that attitude would last all of three days before mr. Jounouchi went right back to his drunk as all hell routine.
But still, Jou had hope. His father wasn't a bad person, he could still pull himself together and Jou would be there when it happens. After all since his mom left and took Shizuka with her, all the Jounouchi men had were each other.
Anyway, other than detention and the daily beat downs that quite possibly waited for him back home. The blond was getting terrorised by his math's teacher. The woman practically screamed his head off when he'd dozed off in class.
But it wasn't his fault!
It's not his fault the fossil had a voice that could put a band of screeching monkeys to sleep. His behaviour was completely justified.
The blond raked a hand through his messy hair. It was getting a bit long, but he hadn't had any time to cut it yet. He turned away from the locker to make his way home when a loud rip echoed in the empty hallway.
"Damn it!" Jou cursed when his text books and stationary scattered across the white linoleum floors with a few loud thumps and a clatter. He whipped his bag from his shoulder and found an enormous rip in his once reliable lucky backpack.
"Great, 'sif things could get any worse."
Giving a sigh, the blond got on his hands and knees to pick them up.
However just as he reached for his math book an expensive yet familiar pair of shoes stopped just in front of him. Shoes so expensive they could only belong to one person.
"I see you've finally learned you place, Jounouchi." Said the smooth deep voice that yet again could only belong to one person.
Seto Kaiba.
Jou's hands clenched around his books and he fought the urge to growl. Maybe this time he could just ignore him.
"At your masters feet, good boy."
The blond jumped to his feet, amber eyes burning with hell bent rage. "Fuck off money bags, don't ya have one of yer employee's ta go torment or somethin'?!"
The CEO shrugged, "Actually I just came back from the principle's office to discuss my test scores. Imagine my surprise when I found a stray dog wandering the halls. Tch. This place really is a dump."
"Yeah, well if this place is such a dump then what's yer all mighty ass doing here?" Jou growled still clutching the books in his hands hard enough to rip.
Kaiba smirked, "To show second rate street mutts like you their place."
Jounouchi's glare turned supernova, "What makes ya think you're so much better than everyone else?!"
"Not everyone," Kaiba said as he turned and walked away, his perfectly pressed blue uniform clad shoulder bumping harshly against the blond as he did. "Just you, mutt."
Rage flared in Jou's veins and he grabbed Kaiba's arm to turn him back around, "You-"
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Habibah gave the blond and brunette a determined glare before looking over her shoulder at the slave behind her, who was levitating several glowing viles and bags in the air.
"You did bring everything right?"
"Yes my lady." Abayomi said with a nod, "but tell me again why you don't just use a love potion."
"Lady Hathor forbade me from using love potions." Habibah moved towards Kaiba and started fiddling with his hair, somehow successfully accomplishing the just fucked look without a brush or hairspray.
"They're too temporary and fake. As soon as the effects of the potion ware off, the affected subjects feel nothing towards each other. In fact they seem to hate each other more. Besides the aim here is true love not potion induced love."
Habibah unzipped Kaiba's coat and undid the first few buttons on his shirt. "That's why I'm using a lust potion instead."
"And how's that different?"
"Well for one thing, the feeling of induced lust doesn't fade as quickly as induced love does. You see lust is a primal urge, dark and animalistic. All creatures have this urge at some point in their lives." The purple haired girl moved to Jou and played with his hair until the rebellious blond locks finally gave up and showed off his brown eyes. "So when the effects ware off, sure they don't necessarily want each other, but their bodies remember every touch. Creating an automatic response of sorts. That's why it's so difficult to forget a particularly explosive night of passion you see."
Habibah yanked the books from Jou's iron grip and tossed them to the floor, "This way every time Kaiba an Jounouchi here, even attempt to argue the memories will come flooding back. Forcing both of them to reconsider their relationship."
Abayomi asked curiously, "How do you know they won't just avoid each other afterwards?"
"There soul mates Aba, fate will keep forcing them together even if I don't do it myself." The girl gave the blond one more look over before walking back to Kaiba. She took the silver briefcase in his hand and put it against some lockers.
"And if the sex sucks?" The slave asked curiously with a tilt of his head, brown hair swaying as he did. His own mind suddenly rushing with ideas and possibilities.
Habibah paused, "Yes, well that is the tricky part isn't it. We'll just have to cast the spell and hope it works." she shrugged taking Jou's hand away from Kaiba's arm and lacing their fingers together.
After surveying her handiwork the apprentice smiled. "Perfect! Now for the potion."
"Forgive me lady Habibah, but how is this different from a love potion?"
"Oh just a few key ingredients. We don't add loyalty, faith, trust, respect and a few other things." Habibah stood next to her slave and grinned. "Hand them to me in the exact order I ask."
"Yes my lady."
"First we put in a pinch of frustration." Abayomi handed his mistress a vile off purple dust and she literally took a pinch out to sprinkle over the two teenagers in the empty hallway.
"A touch of impatience."
"Lady Habibah?"
Habibah glanced over her shoulder at Abayomi, "Well we don't want Kaiba to just turn away and try to use his lust in some Ra awfully productive way like: designing five new duel disc's to work out his frustrations. We want him to need Jounouchi and need him now."
The slave shrugged and handed the blue vile to her and she sprinkled a pinch over them again.
"Then we need a hint of attraction- no if I'm right that won't be necessary. Instead a hint of possession- possessiveness. I wonder if that's a real word." The girl just shrugged and sprinkled the green dust over Kaiba's head. "That ought to get him going, the perfect incentive for any control freak."
"Next a hint of some much needed submission," she sprinkled the white dust over Jou's head. "Just enough to make this happen without Katsuya losing his dignity."
"And last but not least, a touch of desire." Abayomi then handed Habibah a bag of red dust. The girl cupped both her hands and scooped up a good mound of red dust, blowing the entire thing out over the teens.
"Don't you think that's a bit much?" The slave asked making Habibah laugh. "Trust me, it's just enough."
The dust disappeared leaving nothing behind but a red halo that surrounded Kaiba and Jou.
"Now then. Plan A, is now in effect."
Suddenly the two disappeared and time moved.
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