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Ancient Feelings

Chapter VI

Swimming pool

Kaiba sat in the office of his mansion and was working at his computer as every day. Next to his keyboard stood a mug filled with coffee. Sky blue eyes glanced at the clock on the bottom of the computer screen.

12:24 p.m.

Slowly, the mutt should be finished with dressing by now; Kaiba thought and got up from his chair. As he entered his room he found it surprisingly very empty. Not one trace of the mutt. Not even the sound of someone showering could be heard.

A small, red and unfamiliar mobile phone on his nightstand caught his attention then. He took it into his hand and examined it for a few minutes. A smug grin appeared on his lips. This belonged to Kayatsu-no Jounouchi, he corrected himself.

How he had come to the idea of calling the blond this way was a pure puzzle to him.

But "Kayatsu"...somehow he believed to have heard this name before...

Kaiba stood there in his room for a moment, thinking of where he could have heard it before, but eventually gave up and left the room.

As he met Makino, one of the housemaids, he asked her whether she had seen Jounouchi.

"I'm sorry, Seto-sama, but I didn't see Jounouchi-san anywhere." she replied and bowed.

Kaiba just snorted angrily and then dismissed her.

Great!

This idiot surly had lost himself somewhere inside of the mansion and now couldn't fin the way back. And it would be Kaiba's duty now to search for him.

Just great...another day wasted! He really had better things to do!

A friendly and familiar "Hello, Jounouchi!" greeted the blond as he entered the cafe 'Moon's Garden'.

"Hi, Mizuko!" he replied back and walked to her behind the counter.

"How long will you work today?" she asked him.

"Until six!" he said." And when does your shift end?"

"At 2 pm!" she replied. "Well, now get yourself changed quickly. There's a lot of work waiting for you!"

Jounouchi just grinned at her, before he disappeared into the kitchen

He had been working as a waiter for almost a half year now to pay his father's depths down. Although his father had protested against his son working illegally, since he himself had started again to work, Jounouchi had kept up working at the weekends.

Jounouchi quickly changed into night black trousers and a long-sleeve-shirt, before he tied a white apron around his waist and took a pair of glasses out of an eyeglass case. Shizuka had given them to him for camouflage against teachers and classmates to recognise him.

The only ones who knew that he was working here were his dad, his sister and his friends.

And if someone but them found out about his secret, the suspension from his school would be signed.

The young CEO growled in frustration.

He had tried the whole afternoon long to get some work done, but somehow fate just hadn't wanted him to.

There had been always long and disturbing phone calls from several firms, stealing his time. And as he had thought to have some quietness at last a strong headache had started to bother him in his concentration.

In addition the concern about a certain blond teen had made the situation only worse.

Kaiba had caught himself several times thinking about Jounouchi.

Since he hadn't found the blond anywhere in his mansion he had given up his search in the end. Jounouchi might be chaotic, but still was strong enough to take care of himself, but still pictures like Jounouchi lying in the hospital or beaten up in a dark street corner plagued his mind.

But still the most important thing now was for him that Jounouchi came back.

And this was for sure; Kaiba had no doubt about it.

He threw a brief glance at the red mobile phone on his desk.

The blond would surely come back to get it. Kaiba just had to be patient.

Jounouchi whistled a small melody as he was walking down the street. After his working time had ended he had went straight to his home to get some private stuff and clothes for Kaiba's mansion.

He could have stayed easily at his apartment, but fate had made him lea´ving his mobile phone at Kaiba's house, so he would be forced to go there sooner or later anyway.

As he reached the Kaiba mansion he found to his surprise that the front gate was open as if someone had been waiting for him.

After he had entered the huge house, he found Kaiba sitting in the living room, reading a book calmly. But from his face the blond could guess that he was angry and unpleased.

"Hi!" he greeted, but the CEO didn't give any reply in return.

The sound of feet running down the stairs broke the silence between them at last.

"Good evening, Jounouchi!" Mokuba said, excitedly. "Where have you been?" he asked.

"At work." Came the simple reply.

"You have a job?" Mokuba asked curiously.

"Yeah, I'm a waiter..."

The younger Kaiba continued to ask Jounouchi questions, which the blond answered kindly until Kaiba interrupted their conversation.

"Mokuba don't you think that it is time for you to go to bed now?"

"But nii-sama, it's only half past-" the boy stopped protesting under his brother's intense stare.

"Okay..." he gave in at last and disappeared up the stairs again.

"So..." the older one began then."You have a job...why didn't you tell me about it earlier?" he stopped reading and closed his book, before he faced Jounouchi with a hard and intense stare of blue.

"Is there any reason why I should have told you about it?" the blond asked back, returning the brunett's stare with defiance.

Kaiba was silent for a while and then sighed. "Your absence..." he began."...distracted me a lot from my work..."

Jounouchi's eyes widened in surprise at that.

"You-you mean you were worried about me?" the blond stuttered suddenly.

"Isn't it that what I'm supposed to do?" Kaiba replied.

His eyes widened in shock and fear as he saw their house burning, bright flames illuminating the cold night.

Immediately he ran up to it, but before he could even reach the entrance several hands grabbed him from behind, pulling him away from the burning hut.

"Father, mother, brother!" he kicked and screamed again and again, trying desperately to free himself and he managed it at last.

A quiet, small voice in his head told him that it was already too late a she entered the burning building, but he wouldn't listen to it. Everywhere flames licked at the dry wood, swallowing it and smoke hovered only centimetres above the ground. He pressed a hand to his mouth to keep himself from breathing it in.

Desperately, he searched for a way to the stairs, which the fire hadn't claimed yet. But unfortunately he so noticed the beam, which was about to fall onto him, too late to avoid it completely.

He felt a hot and burning ache rushing through his body as the flaming beam hit the side of his right thigh and knocked him down with it.

He cried out furiously from the pain and felt tears welling up in his eyes. As they streamed down his face he felt terribly helpless and without use that he wished for the earth to swallow him. It got harder to breath and his sight began to blur and become unclear. He barely felt strong hands lifting him up as he lost his consciousness.

Breathing heavily, Seth started up in his bed from sleep; his eyes widened in shock and fear.

Absently, he held onto the side of his right thigh where he could feel a stinging pain, reminding him of the blazing hot element which had made the skin numb there.

He closed his eyes again for a brief moment to calm himself.

He wouldn't have been able to save them, even if he had come earlier. It had been arson, planned murder...

He just had been lucky that he had been on an evening walk as they set the fire.

"Are you feeling well, my Highpriest?" he heard a faint, shy voice from the entrance of his chamber.

"Kayatsu?" he hoped his voice to be calm, steady and neutral.

"I bit your greatest pardon, my master, for waking you from your sleep, but I thought you wouldn't be feeling well!" the slave explained hesitatingly and uncertainly, knowing that he had raised his voice against his master without being asked and fearing the punishment now.

"What would make you think like that?" Seth asked.

"I bit your pardon again, my Highpriest, but I heard you scream and was worried about your wellbeing." He explained, breaking a second rule: never accuse your master of having done something when you haven't been acknowledged as a witness by him before.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Kayatsu added.

"No, you can go now!" Seth ordered, but as he heard Kayatsu leaving the room he suddenly reminded his loneliness.

Even his only relative was more and more busy with his duties as a pharaoh.

"Wait, please..." he called out softly.

"What do you wish my Highpriest?" there was slight confusion in the slave's voice.

"Come here, please!"

As Kayatsu stood in front of him in the moonlight, shining through a window, the young highpriest hesitated for a moment, but then ordered him to sit down next to him on the bed.

The blond kept his eyes down cast and was totally thrown off his guard as he felt his master embracing him. He was crushed against the other's chest as if he would be a small boy's favorite toy which he didn't want to be taken away from him.

At first he didn't know what he should do and only remained still in his arms.

But then he did the only sensible thing which came into his mind:

He returned the embrace, carefully and reservedly.

Kaiba Seto blinked his eyes a few times, before he opened them completely.

The bright sunlight blinded him until his still tired eyes got used to it.

As he turned around to get out of the bed he felt something clinging to the front of his pyjamas' shirt. The surprise which rushed through him at first when he saw what-or rather who- clung there to his shirt, changed into annoyance in the next second. He had forgotten that he pretended to already have a relationship with the mutt in front of Mokuba. That was why they shared his bed.

It was Kayatsu...no Katsuya...damn it; it was JOUNOUCHI who was holding onto him there.

"Kayatsu"-there was this name again...

And he had already an idea why the slave from his dream looked exactly like Jounouchi...

"You are the rebirth of the highprist Seth." He heard Yami's mental voice say inside his head.

And Jounocuhi was obviously some kind of slave-rebirth. God, why couldn't they leave him alone with this stupid Egyptian stuff?

"Good morning, Seto!" Oh no! Not now. Not 9 past 8 in the morning...

"Morning..." the CEO grumbled back to the blond who smiled lovingly at him.

"You know, I dreamed of you this night. Shall I tell you about it?" the smaller one offered.

"Oh yes, please!" Kaiba said with irony in his voice, but either the blond hadn't noticed or he didn't care.

"I dreamed of you being a high priest and me being your personal slave in ancient Egypt.

You had had a bad dream or something and I spent you comfort." Katsuya explained happily.

The eyes of the brunett widened in confusion and disbelief.

"But how...?" he began.

"How what?" the blond gave him a concerned look and started to stroke his right cheek slowly as to clam him down.

"How can it be that you are dreaming the same things as I am?" Kaiba asked in a serious voice. He felt Jounouchi's fingers tracing the wrinkles on his forehead now, in an attempt to rub them away.

"Well, this might be a proof for our strong love for each other." He commented and continued with his action.

"Stop looking so angry!" Katsuya added with complaint in his voice.

"I'm not looking angry!" the CEO protested.

"How would you call it, then?"

"Serious."

"Yeah, this is the way you always look like...your smile is very rare..."

And before Kaiba could reply or protest in any way, the blond had already seated himself on top of him.

"But I think I know a way to make you smile..." Jounouchi whispered into Kaiba's ear.

But just before he could capture the CEO's lips in a kiss, they were interrupted by the noise of a door being banged open.

"Hey, you sleepy heads, get up! There's snow outside!" Mokuba exclaimed happily, before he noticed that he had obviously disturbed a quiet intimate moment of the two teens.

How embarrassing! he thought and got beet red.

I guess it would be better to lock the door from now on! Kaiba noted mentally

And Jounouchi? He just sweatdropped, but was the first to speak up again.

"Ehm...could you leave the room then again?" he cleared his throat.

Mokuba only nodded, before he closed the door behind him, still red in the face.

"Come in!" Kaiba replied from the desk in his home office.

The door opened slowly at his order and revealed Jounouchi with a plate full of sandwiches in his hands as its opener.

Kaiba raised a questioning eyebrow as he watched the blond walking around his desk an up to him.

Jounouchi placed the plate onto the wooden furniture.

"This is for you!" he replied at last. "Since you didn't have anything for lunch today." He added.

"Did you make them?" Kaiba asked and pointed at the plate.

"Mokuba asked me to make them for you. You know, I could care less about such a thing..."

Both fell silent then, only the clicking of keys filled the room, caused by Kaiba.

Jounouchi watched him for some minutes.

His fingers seemed practically to fly over the keyboard while his features were ruled by deep concentration. In contrast to the black colour of the keyboard the colour of Kaiba's pale skin reminded him of white chalk. Obviously an effect from working so much.

"Are you always working so hard?" the blond asked.

Kaiba gave him a confused look as if had just noticed that Jounouchi was still in the room.

"Of course, not. Normally, there's now stupid mutt who steals away my time..." he said sarcastically.

Jounouchi ignored the remark.

"Do you have any idea how we shall act around each other in school now?" he asked eventually.

Kaiba thought for a moment. "As before, I would say."

"Avoiding each other?"

Kaiba nodded.

"But what is when something like that happens again?" Jounouchi protested.

"I've thought about that, too, and have come to a suggestion which you probably won't like, nor do I!" the CEO explained.

"Say it!" the blond demanded.

Kaiba only sighed and got up from his chair.

"But don't say I didn't warn you!" he said, standing in front of the blond now.

Then he grabbed Jounouchi's shoulders, pulled his body close and sealed his lips with his own.

The blond could feel how the pendant-Jounouchi took over his body again as their lips met.

Why in the world was Kaiba doing THAT now? What was his plan?

Finally, they separated and Jounouchi noticed that Kaiba was holding his right hand now.

"Seto-chan?" he could hear his voice question, but the CEO mentioned him to be silent.

"I have a deal for you!" he said and earned a questioning look instead.

"If you stop acting like a love struck fool every time we touch I will kiss you for every time you do!" he offered.

The blond seemed to think about it for a moment, while the real Jounouchi wished the brunett dead and to hell.

"Okay, it's a deal, then!" Jounouchi agreed. "But if you should break your promise, I'll will..." he trailed off and Kaiba nodded as a reply, understanding.

Then he let go off his hand.

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS, YOU IDIOT!" Jounouchi yelled immediately.

"For me this is worse than for you! And we will have at least a bi control over the situation."

he heard Kaiba saying in his mind over and over again, while he ate his supper together with the Kaiba brothers and sent the tenth death glare in Kaiba's direction for the last minute.

HE was the one with the worst part here! Either he would make a total fool out of himself, or he would have to earn a kiss from Kaiba and either of the option seemed equally bad to him.

"Did you have a fight or something?" Mokuba broke the silence at last, but didn't get any reply. But obviously the silence was answer enough to him.

Now, Jounouchi decided to turn his attention to the landscape outside. Through the kitchen window he could see the moonlight illuminating the snow carpet on the ground, reflecting the cold light. Suddenly he believed to see a shadow moving in the snow.

Mokuba noticed the alarm in his eyes.

"Is something wrong, Jounouchi?" he asked with concern in his voice.

"I think I saw a shadow moving outside."

"A shadow?" Mokuba asked in confusion.

"But only for a second!"

"Could it be a burglar, Seto?" the small boy asked his elder brother now.

"I doubt that, Mokuba! Our security system has the highest standards available on the market. Nobody can come through it unnoticed, except when you are living in this house." The CEO explained.

"But can't we have at least a brief look outside?" Mokuba pleaded. The thought of a criminal sneaking around the house scared him, nevertheless.

And so, they were walking through the cold night, armed with torches in the search for something suspicious.

Jounouchi let his eyes wander around the place as he suddenly noticed something moving next to the swimming pool. But as he stood in front of said thing there was nothing to see there. Hen a hissing noise reached his ears from behind. As he turned around to face it he could only see something black jumping at him, before he stumbled backwards and fell into the ice cold water of the pool.

"Kaiba!" the CEO heard Jounouchi's shouting voice followed by something falling into the water. As he gazed into the direction of the pool there was just a torch lying on its edge.

The brunett sprinted over to it.

"Jounouchi, are you alright?" he called over the dark water.

"Yea-yeah." He heard the blond's weak voice from the right edge of the pool, where he struggled to get out of the water.

"What happened?" he heard Mokuba shout from behind now.

"Jounouchi fell into the swimming pool! Go and get a small blanket!" he shouted back and watched his brother disappear into the house.

Then he ran over to Jounouchi and helped him out of the water. The young blond was shivering all over and cold as snow on which they were kneeling.

"I don't even want to know how you managed this again..." he mumbled slightly, took his coat off and put it around Jounouchi, who gave him a grateful nod.

A moment later a woollen blanket, which Mokuba had brought from inside, joined the coat. Kaiba wrapped it tightly around the blond.

"Can you stand up and walk?" he asked, earning a silent nod from the blond.

They got up slowly and also so slowly walked back to the mansion.

But unfortunately a bit too slowly for a certain CEO and so he quickly slung one arm around Jounouchi's waist and one under his knees and carried him on his arms into the house and up the stairs into his bathroom. There he let him down again and immediately met questioning brown eyes.

"The longer you are in these clothes the higher is the chance of becoming ill." He explained while letting hot water flow into the bathtub. "I'll leave you alone now, so that you can take your clothes off." He said and turned to the door.

"K-kaiba!" Jounouchi said with a shivering voice. "Can you help me, please?" he pointed at his wet clothes. The brunett needed a second until he realised the other's problem.

Obviously his hands were still numb from the cold and unable to move properly.

He felt the blond jerk slightly as his warm fingers touched the icy skin and with every button of Jounouchi's shirt he opened the more he believed his heartbeat increased.

Jounouchi didn't feel different and he could barely suppress the need to press himself close against Kaiba to get as much warmth as possible from his body. Instead he tried to divert himself by trying to unbuckle his belt, but immediately Kaiba's warm fingers brushed his hands away, softly.

He unbuckled the belt and unbuttoned and unzipped the other's trousers before he stopped.

"Can you...do the rest alone?" he asked, not knowing why he had stopped in his question.

Jounouchi nodded, his face flushed now.

Kaiba hurried to get out of the room as fast as possible. Back in his own room he leaned against the bathroom door and sighed. If he had been one second later in this room and he would have pulled Jounouchi into his arms and never let him gone. He just had looked so terribly helpless and lost in these wet clothes, and especially without them.

Then he noticed the wet footprints on the carpet, which Jounouchi had left, reminding him of the fact that the blond hadn't any clean and-first of all- dry clothes he could change into after the bath.

He collected a pair of socks, underwear, pyjamas and a bathrobe of his from his closet and knocked at the bathroom door. He repeated it as he didn't get any reply, but his second try remained unanswered, too.

He opened the door carefully and slowly, making sure that he didn't disturb the blond.

But as he cast a look into the bath there was surprisingly no one inside, nor in the bathtub.

He put the clothes down on a small chest of drawers in the bathroom as he heard the splashing of water behind him. As he turned around he faced the blond, sitting in the bathtub, water dripping from his hair.Obvisously he had took a dip in the bathtub.

"I thought you went out." Jounouchi said in confusion. "Or did you want to have a secret look at me?" he added, grinning. Kaiba ignored the comment.

"I brought you some dry clothes." He said and left the room without another word.

Mentally, he decided to never help Jounouchi again or he would end as a hopeless pervert ...

But a small smile claimed his lips as he heard Jounouchi calling from the bathroom.

"Thank you...very much!"

Katsuya looked oddly at the clothes, which Kaiba had given to him. These were certainly not his, so they had to be from Kaiba. He smiled slightly. They would certainly be too large again, but it was the gesture that counted and so he put them on and left the bathroom.

The young CEO raised his mug full of coffee to his lips again and was surprised to notice that it was already empty. So he would be forced to go down into the kitchen to get another one.

He closed the door of his office behind him a wanted to go to the kitchen as he stopped in his tracks and walked into the opposite direction instead.

He opened the door to his own room silently and saw Jounouchi sleeping peacefully inside his bed. But at a second look he noticed that the blanket was missing, again. He walked quickly over to the bed and covered the blond with the blanket, which had been lying on the floor, again. It was the return for the blanket which Jounouchi gave him in the office. Then he felt the same power, which had possessed him yesterday morning, ruling over him again. He just couldn't move away from the blond, was captured by the picture of his sleeping form.

Suddenly he reminded the situation the bathroom. Jounouchi hadn't acted strangely in any way, so he would still be supposed to kiss him, wouldn't he?

He bent his head down slowly, but stopped a few centre metres in front of Jounouchi's lips. Why was this suddenly so hard for him? This afternoon it hadn't been so complicated at all...

Before he could waste any more thoughts on that he just let his lips touch with Jounouchi's, pulled back a second later and left the room immediately.

Maybe it had been this voice in his head, whispering "more" now, which had made him hesitate.

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