Author's Notes: Well, I honestly expected to get no reviews whatsoever! o^.^o I'm glad I'm not the only Keith fan. (He's just misunderstood, the poor baby...how would you feel if you were humiliated in front of a huge audience?) And, of course, since there are so few reviews, I must reply to each one.
Taito-kisses: You don't see many Keith fics, and that's why I'm here. o^.^o
Taitofan: Hmm, two Taitos in one fic....perhaps the Taito pairing creates Keith fans. *chuckles* And if you're thinking what I'm thinking, then you're right. o^.~o
Rambling Chaos: Oooh, I'm giving him somethin' to do alright. o^.~o
Bloody Valentine: Keith-samaaaaa! o^.^o I'm going to have to use that more often. And thanks for the Keith pwushies! *hugs hers*
And last, but not least, a certain gem of a review....
evil angel: I'm still not sure whether you flamed me or reviewed....and eagles don't get drunk, but that's not the point of the story. o^.^o;;;; Keith is not a literal eagle. (If he was, I'd have him as a pet in my room...) And I think everyone has an Eagles CD. If they don't, they have strange taste in music.
And now, on with the warnings! o^.^o There will be SHOUNEN-AI in this chapter, meaning boys pining for other boys. So, if you don't like that kind of stuff and haven't run away by the first chapter, start now and go very, very fast.
American Eagle
Chapter Two: Desperado
The first thing he thought of when he saw the other was 'lost'.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
You been out ridin' fences for so long now.
Oh, you're a hard one,
I know that you got your reasons.
These things that are pleasin' you
Can hurt you somehow.
He knew a little of the other's past, and what had happened to him. He was a jerk, a cheater, and probably a little insane, but he had reasons. He could smell the alcohol on him--he could recognize that scent from fifty paces--and he knew what he had been getting into.
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy,
She'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table,
But you only want the ones that you can't get.
At first glance, one would think he entered the tournament simply for the prize money. But if one could see things the way he saw them, the one who was looking him over at that very moment, it was for revenge and something else. Something that was difficult to put to words, as it was something the soul cried for.
Desperado,
Oh, you ain't gettin' no younger.
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home.
And freedom, oh freedom,
Well, that's just some people talkin'.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
He cornered the other the night before the final matches, giving him a slight glare and a curious look.
"Why do you duel?"
"Why the hell should I tell you, runt?"
"Because I want to know."
"Why do I have to have a reason?"
"Everyone has a reason, otherwise they wouldn't do it."
"Oh, like you and your goody two-shoes friends?"
"At least I have them."
That was good comeback, especially for him. Jounouchi smirked silently to himself.
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're loosin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
"Don't you have your own room?" the younger blonde boy inquired softly when the other snuck into his room, apparently to steal his card. He could almost hear the taller man freeze up.
"....I just...I just got lost, that's all."
Jounouchi sat up slightly and gave Keith a disbelieving look.
"...You want to get him back for humiliating you, don't you?" he simply asked in reply, tilting his head to the side. Keith sighed in exasperation.
"Are you still on about that? I don't need a reason to duel. I just do."
"It won't get you anything if you defeat him. Three million dollars and a feeling of satisfaction, yes, but those things fade."
"...Since when did you grow a brain, mutt?"
The boy simply smirked and drew his knees up slightly.
"If you'd actually let someone care about you, then you wouldn't have to do all this."
"I don't need anybody or anything but my revenge, alright? And who made it your business?"
Jounouchi's smirk faded at that and he slid off the bed, going over to Keith and leaning up to claim his lips in a gentle but passionate kiss. The American's eyes widened considerably but he stayed still, unsure of how to react.
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, oh renegade.
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you (let somebody love you)
You better let somebody love you...before it's too late....
The smaller blonde sighed and cuddled into the warm place that Keith had left in the sheets, wrapping them around his now bared body. A quick lay, then leave and steal the entry card on the way out. A few tears formed at the corners of Jounouchi's eyes.
'...Just let me love you....please....'
Fin