Chapter 41, Piece 11 * * * * * * * *

Jou left the room. Maybe he should have made Kaiba leave. Jou wasn't sure about the logic or the etiquette of the moment. He just felt like he needed to move. Like the longer he stayed in that room, the less sense everything seemed to make.

The more he wanted to see if Kaiba's lips were really as soft as they felt in the dream.

He went outside, hoping the cool night air would help clear his mind.

Maybe that was a woody that brushed Jou's leg when Kaiba all but fell onto his futon Friday night.

Was Kaiba into him? Was Kaiba even gay?

Since when? Was that why he'd been nice, asked about the drawings and stuff? Or did Jou do something, say something to make Kaiba think he wanted that?

He did want it, truth be told. Jou'd had a crush on Kaiba for years. This had not been the first time Jou had dreamed about having a naked, willing Kaiba Seto in his arms. Just the first time it had been real.

That thought lingered for a minute or so.

A naked. Aroused. Willing. Kaiba Seto. Was kissing. Me.

A naked, aroused, willing Kaiba Seto was kissing me.

AnakedarousedwillingKaibaSetowaskissingme.

And I literally kicked him out of the futon.

Then again, it was an assault. Kaiba hadn't even tried it while he was awake to say 'yes'. (Or enjoy it.) Hell, the bastard didn't even hint that he liked him!

What the hell? Did Kaiba think he was so hard up that just jumping on him would be cool? Or did he get off on rape?

'Oh hell!' Jou thought. 'I was almost raped.'