Disclaimer: Bhakti: Another one? Shesh! I wasn't empowered by Seto Plushies… Okay, guess what?! I don't own Yugioh! OR anything associated with it! *gasp*

Df: Eh, on with the fic. Doc!

Bhakti: -_-" I don't own bugs bunny either…

Author's notes: Hmm, it seems there is no proper way I can respond to all my beautiful responses… except that you have a high interest in Seto in a dress, it was inspired by this drawing of him… he has really darkened eyes like eyeliner... I think Seto and the dress were cool, and I wrote it… I'm still amazed by that, oh, and "Video Girl" is the movie from the Manga… the one that was censored, yeah ^_^, oh and Koinu is puppy, and it has the word Koi in it! Oh, and the only OTHER way to respond to you all is… *smirks*

Baka and Bishounen:

Chapter 8:

"Out of the blue and into the night"

            Joey ran, because of concern, attachment, and sheer lust. The last thought really stung him. It sounded like something from that Video Girl movie. The thing was that when you stripped away the bullshit, there was a lot of lust. Not just for the strength,  glorious piercing eyes, and dramatic locks of the dark brown like the most delicious coffee beans, just as addictive too, not just that. But a craving to be rained upon by that sharp personality; he longed to hold his attention, his emotions, his love, which was the strongest lust of all, calling for attention, held back for too long. Well tonight, the flood gates swung back and he was racing with all that energy that had been put aside.

            Kaiba ran because he was winning the game, every step that Joey was taking towards him was success; he felt it, every step.  Joey's aura of caring lifted him, Almost too well, he was nearly out of site of the other runner, so he ducked into a convenient alley way, and paused behind a dumpster and waited until the sound of hyperventilating filled his ears, pup's panting was giving him away. In one quick smooth movement, much like the one he pulled on Joey in Duellist Kingdom, he yanked the slighter boy towards him and into the shadows, he actually misjudged Joey's weight in the darkness and sent them both tumbling to the alley ground. He held onto every grasping moment, as both boys tried to regain their composure.

            They were both thinking about how close they felt, yet, how miraculously distant they were, they both felt like they were living in a paradox, and both got fed up instantaneously. Both they're faces glided towards each other. The force that droved their faces together at that moment made Joey's nose make a resounding crack. The kiss was never reached, the shroud of doubt fell upon both of them, the moment of clarity shattered like Joey's nose seemed to be, and there was even blood.

            Joey let out a yell and finally managed to sit up.

Kaiba's response was only that of standing up and brushing himself off, but he betrayed himself "I'm sorry!"

            Joey could only blink, holding his blooded nose in place. "What?" which came out as more of a "Vhad?" then anything else.

            Kaiba simply returned the blink. What was he supposed to say? "We'd better get that looked after…."

            Joey ignored him. "You're sorry?" He felt a shot of courage race through him. "You care?"

            Kaiba's reaction looked as though he were Mokuba Kaiba, and not Seto Kaiba. His face was open, near tears, his voice had been lost. He used all his strength to nod a response.

            Joey's eyes widened in realization, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around the other boy, who knelt by him and let out a sob.

            It had been so hard to come this far. He was so relieved. He was so in love.  The blonde could accept his weakest… he could even feel the warm caring… his blonde loved him back. There was no longer a gap, no distance to cross. Victory had snuck into the alley way, and formed into a childlike expression, and to celebrate its self, gentle white snow started to fall from the heavens, and the cold caress of the snow flakes stirred something in Kaiba, made him a man again, and gave him courage. He lifted up his head, and pulled Joey into a soft, warm, explosive, kiss, sending electricity through both their bodies. The sweet kiss lasted only a few moments, in the snow, in the silence, the world had stopped for them, it was chaste, it held more beauty then either boy had experienced up until now. The rest of the world was white and shut out, it was just them. They sat there for a few minutes, or was it hours, neither was sure, nothing was spoken, not thing more needed to be spoken.

            Joey was snapped back into reality when he saw the white snow covered in blood. What the heck! Then his memories dawned on him "My nose"

            Kaiba looked up, concern hardly masked. "Come on" said Kaiba, as he practically picked Joey from the ground.

            They wandered in the deafening snow for quite sometime. Joey strayed close to Kaiba, but they both had drifted off a little. There was still no talking, but the silence just made it clearer to hear each other's expressions. Every so often one hand would bump into another, they both marvelled at the joy they had just by doing so, by the time they reached the clinic it had developed into a complicated game, but it was cut short when they entered the building. They were in reality again.

            The piercing voice of the lady doctor made Kaiba realize how tired he was. His thoughts were becoming vague. How far was his house? How was Joey getting home? What work had he abandoned? The seemingly endless line of problems was cut off by the doctor's voice.

            "It's only a sprain, this bandage will help it heal, and may I ask what caused the injury?"

            Joey was surprised by the look of suspicion the doctor shot Kaiba. He felt the sick feeling of doubt oozing back, pooling in the pit of his stomach, memories of the way Kaiba acted in Duellist Kingdoms. . "Look lady, this here is my friend s'stop bein' so paranoid n' do your job" Affirmations always help.

            Kaiba smiled. It really looked like a smirk, but he'd long since abandoned any other way of expressing joy, but inside, it was a smile.

            Back into the white silent world, that radiated a feeling like anything was possible, this time Kaiba broke the silence. "You've looked after me, so, I'm going to return the favour. I'm not sending you out in this by yourself. You can stay at the mans- at my house."

            Joey was tempted to accept, but he knew that there would still be media rats all around, and it just wouldn't look good. "I'll tell ya what; I'll walk home from here. It's about half way from the shop to your house, I think you c'n handle the rest of de way"

            Kaiba simply nodded in agreement, and smirked again, and turned, then waved, then faded into the distance. Joey stood there watching Kaiba fade away like an apparition, not noticing that Kaiba was walking backwards to behold as much of his little golden puppy as possible. Kaiba really hated leaving him there too, but he had also realized it was for the best.

            The Kaiba mansion was even more quite then the snow filled city had been. Kaiba crept around trying not to wake Mokuba. He found his little brother asleep on the couch, a game controller in one hand. He'd been waiting for Kaiba's return… He picked up his little brother and carried him up to the child's bedroom, wondering if he could ever properly understand his big brother. After placing the small prince in the king sized bed, he walked the single flight of stairs to the top floor of the mansion, his bedroom. It was where he escaped from the computers, from the stress, from the world. It was where he dreamed and collected his thoughts, and it was where he got the few hours of rest that he ran on. He pondered if it would be where he took his koinu one day…