mandapandabug- UGH! I hate finding stupid mistakes… Sorry for making you suffer like that. Haha, but remember, the summary said the love triangle 'rotates', so that might mean something. Thank you, like always(:

Deltalight- Great to be in your interest, and hopefully this fic would keep you interested in Jou and Seto relationships, (I adore them the most) and thank you!

Fleeting Illicit Delicious- I thought the introduction was a bit weak, but whatever floats your boat. Thank you so much!

Author's Note: I'm gonna have to do a lot of thinking in order for this fic to turn out the way I want to. WHEW. Wish me luck and I hope you enjoy!

Dealing with Lust

Jou put his head on the table, blowing out a sigh once more as Yami chuckled lightly.

"I don't know what to do Yami," The blond spoke quietly, allowing his voice to blend in with the teacher's tedious lecture. "I rather get it over with."

"Get what over with?" Yami's tone suddenly changed, as if he was defensive- worried.

The first time he noticed Jou's smile was the day Yami poured water on himself. It wasn't Yami's fault, but the hose- that suddenly turned on after ten seconds of delay, spitting out a great amount of liquid onto his face. It was the day they got detention from their teacher for falling asleep in class. They thought spending the day outside rather than keeping their butt ache on a chair was much better- hence, they signed up to help beautify the school campus instead. When Yami and Jou were assigned to water the plants near the gym, Yami took on the hose and Jou turned the water on. It happened all too quickly since the next thing they knew, Yami stood there drenched like a soaked pup in the sun, staring at his shirt that was once perfectly dry. Jou burst into laughter, pointing at Yami with tears gently growing on his golden eyes, holding his stomach from such an ache.

He was beautiful.

The sunlight that grew transparent through his fair hair, his skin illuminated, and just the melody of his amusement made Yami realize something-

Perhaps too late. Yami remembered their conversation.

"How did this happen?" Yami began to talk to himself, squeezing his uniform.

"Yami," Jou would call out, in the midst of his laughter. "You're human too."

Yes- it was a statement of the obvious.

But the way Jou would noticed Yami's imperfectness, the incomplete soul- it only made him full again.

"I rather just spill it, you know? Tell Kaiba that- I'm interested." Jou would lazily say, now finally revealing his shyness. Yami's heart sank gently, but he ignored it. It was unnecessary burden on Jou. He doesn't have to face such confusion.

"Y-You," He opened his mouth to speak, as bravely as he could, but he couldn't.

"Hm?" Jou questioned, offering his beautiful smile again.

"You should." Yami finished, grabbing a pen from his right hand side, pretending to take notes as if occupied.

"Really? You think?"

"Yes, Jou, if it makes you happier."

"Well, it doesn't make me happier," Jou then lifted his head, combing through his hair slowly. "It's just really annoying."

The bell then rang, allowing the students to now move freely as they yawned, stretched- packing their bags for the next class. Yami realized that he was next to Seto all the way in the back of the classroom for second period, since the material they were learning was too easy for their level. As he grabbed his bag, he felt a light tap from the back.

"I'll see you later- and wish me luck." Jou would wink, walking away first into the sea of faces.

Yami gently chuckled.

He didn't believe in luck. He believed in something else- much more valuable.

What the hell do you want?

I want you. For the love of god, have me!

The blond shook his head as he entered his classroom, imagining a scenario he would soon face. Nothing he would say seemed right. Nothing he would say sound any impressive-

But it wasn't about his pride anymore. That much he knew, that even if was some one night stand,

He wanted that damn man badly.

But what would he want from him? Maybe he'd have to baby-sit Mokuba for one night. Maybe not. He wasn't making much sense now. Jou chuckled to himself.

"May Seto and I be excused?"

Yami hardly spoke in second period, acknowledging that none of his friends were present. Such wishes like he just said were scarcely ever mentioned so with fairness, the teacher nodded, letting the men walk out quietly. Seto looked over at the smaller, his eyes that almost seem to plead- asking him silently to follow him. So he did, following the shorter man lead him out of the classroom, straight down the hallway where they faced the window.

Seto kept quiet, as if he wanted this moment to linger- but Yami broke the silence with a deep sigh.

"Are you lonely, Kaiba?" His low voice spoke, as if he wanted to stop every word.

Seto gently flinched, but he remained his composure as he faced Yami who was leaning coolly against the wall, allowing the wind to lightly caress his features.

"Why do you ask? Or care, even?" Seto replied, deciding to lean against the wall beside him.

Yami wasn't surprised at Seto, not complaining about the 'waste' of time, conversation, or the thought he had to put in, since he was used to Seto's unlikely…interest toward him. That's when he finally decided,

For the sake of Jou.

"I know you want me. You can have me," Seto's cerulean eyes went wide, the composure he built on for the last years of his life slowly crumbling down all too fast. "Right now."

Yami leaned forward, as if to whisper.

"What are you thinking, Yami?" Seto snapped, hiding a smirk within his witty voice.

"Let's make a deal, Kaiba." Yami growled back, watching Seto's eyes glisten with interest. He leaned forward also, grabbing Yami's collar quickly, pulling him suddenly closer to his face.

"You're telling me to gamble?"

"Yes- with me." Yami concluded, never blinking his burgundy eyes but allowing himself to be held.

It happened at haste, Seto reaching in to Yami's face to meet his thin lips. Yami stood there almost lifeless, but allowed himself to be hovered by Seto's lips, tongue, and saliva.

It was that moment in the corner of Yami's opened eyes caught a glimpse of a golden blond- and then he managed to pull away from the brunet's strong grasp.

But a bit too late.

"Y-Yami?"

"Mutt, get out of here." Seto growled, and pulled onto Yami once more.

"We'll talk later." Yami snapped back, cutting loose from his seize to run after the crying blond.

Author's Note: Ahhh- last minute was way too rushed. SORRY! but hope you liked.. anyways? haha review! Sorry for the short chapter. It's Friday tomorrow, and do you know what that means? MORE TIME FOR MORE WORDS! haha I'll update longer, i promise.