Broken Arrow

By: Wingstar

Disclaimer: Well duh I don't own this.... If I did, Ryou would be a sadist and Bakura would be his masocistic whore... Don't own song either....

Notes: Lyrics are in *!!!!*.... Mental links are in / Yugi / or //Yami //.... I can't write a South Philly/New Yorker accent to save my life so forget it, you guys can just imagine it... I know "Rebel Heart" is after "Rhythm of My Heart" but it just didn't fit, so I nix it... If you hate it tell me and I'll improve it or trash it... Your choice... Yes I really did have this last part happen cuz I hate doctors so my friend set it for me instead, you get it when you read it... On with the fic!

Reviewers: You guys are so fucking awesome!

Broken Arrow

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[ Three days after "Rhythm of My Heart"]

* Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow

Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain *

Yugi and Yami Motou were told that Seto Kaiba was staying at the Katsuya residence, but they never actually expected the sight of him when he opened the door clad in jean cut-offs, green tank top and barefoot.

Sapphire eyes widened slightly when Seto noticed who stood on the porch. He smiled in a shy, geeky sort of way, and motioned for them to come inside.

"I'm sorry, but Jou's not here at the moment. He had to go to the store."

Yami snorted and sat on the couch. "I am surprised you have not throttled him yet, Kaiba."

Yugi, who sat on the arm of the couch, smacked Yami lightly on the head. "Remember the house rules, Yami."

The Eygptian gave an exasperated sigh. "But Hikari," he whined.

"No ' but 's Yami." Violet eyes twinkled in amusement even though Yugi crossed his arms over his chest.

Yami sighed again and his blood-stained eyes drifted to the silently laughing brunette. "Forgive me... Seto." He glanced at Yugi for a moment. "It seems my pride still gets the better of me sometimes."

Seto shook his head. "Think nothing of it. Old habits die hard and I understand that." He gave the two men another smile. "I forget my manners. Would you like anything to drink?"

Yami shook his head. Yugi voiced to the contrary. "Yeah, I'm thirsty, but I'll get it. I need to check something in the kitchen anyways."

Yami gave Yugi a questioning look.

/I'll explain later./

//Ok.//

* There he goes, moving across the water

There he goes, turning my whole world around *

"So..." the brunette began uncertainly, "What has everyone been up to since Battle City?"

"That is easy enough to fill you in on. Anzu and Mai are in America, they opened a dance studio there. Isis and Shizuka work in the local museums. Jou, as I am sure he has told you by now, is a bartender. Ryou and Bakura offically a couple now. Malik and Bakura are in between jobs, and Ryou, of all things, is a car and motorcycle mechanic."

Seto snorted and grinned.

"Oh, that is not even the best part! He built Bakura and Malik bikes from scratch and is currently building Marik's. Wait until you see them and you will understand the humor.

Marik and my Hikari are both in their Senior years of college. They are studying to become History teachers."

"That's not too much of a surprise." Seto offered.

"Yes, well... Anyways, I run the Game Shop now. Grandfather is just too old to do it anymore."

"And you're not?"

"Physically, no. So go bite it sideways."

Seto blinked. "That is definately a new phrase."

"Blame Malik and Jou. Back to what I was saying. We also have a cat and that is the reason I have a body now."

"Dare I ask?" Sarcasm was evident in his voice.

Yani glared at him half-heartedly but continued. "The this is, we have been searching for an answer for months with no result. I have just chalked it up to another piece of strange phenomenea in my existance." He shrugged then continued. "Honda and Otogi are-" The front door opened.

"Honde and Otogi are in Russia," Jou supplied as he walked in and shut the door with his foot since his arms were full of bags. "And to round out the list, my father is in jail for public intoxication and assault of a police officer. He won't be around for the next couple of months."

Seto got up from his seat on the only chair and took the bags from Jou with a small smile. "You got them, so I'll put them away."

* Do you feel what I feel

Can we make it so that's part of the deal *

Jou smiled, rolled up to the balls of his feet and kissed Seto on the cheek. "Thank you, Seto."

As Jou went to sit in the noww unoccupied chair, Seto went into the kitchen and stowed away the groceries.

//Yugi! You missed it!// Yami mind-called.

Yugi popped his head into the livingroom. /Missed what?/

Yami mentally replayed the moment between the blonde and the brunette and added with a snicker, //That was so sickeningly sweet that I think I am going to gag.//

Yugi laughed and went back into the kitchen to finish making coffee. Yugi noticed the slight blush that streaked Seto's pale face and he couldn't help but tease.

"Ah, is the Seto-dragon happy around the Jou-puppy?"

"You don't miss much, do you?" Was the calm retort.

"With two sets of eyes, ears and a mental link? Nope, not really."

"Thought not."

Yugi gave the much taller man a sly grin and a conspiritaul wink before poking his head back into the livingroom.

"Coffee, gentlemen?" Yami's ears perked up at the offer.

"Don't tell me, caffine junkie, I already know that you do. Jou? What about you?"

"Yes, he does, and I have it already." Seto piped up, walking into the room carrying four cups of coffee. "I also have yours and Yami's. Heavy cream and sugar, right?" Seto said to Yami, grinning at his dropped-jaw expression.

"Yes! How did you know?"

"Shizuka told me." Blue eyes met the crimson eyes of Yami and he added, "Peace?"

Yami wiped the stunned look off his face and accepted the cup from Seto. "Peace." He smiled

"Yugi. Light sugar, heavy cream." Sitting down next to Yami, Yugi took his cup greatfully and nodded in thanks.

Seto then handed Jou his mug. "Jou. Heavy sugar, heavy cream with cinnamon."

"Thank you kindly." Jou smiled and Seto sat cross-legged on the floor to Jou's left, leaning against the side of the recliner.

"What's in your coffee Seto?" Jou answered Yugi's question.

"He likes it black." Jou smiled fondly at Seto and unconsciously dropped his hand down to pet the brunette's hair as he looked up. "Don't ask me why."

Seto purred his contentment as the casual conversation continued late into the evening, during which Yami and Yugi shared a knowing smile and snickered comment through their link about the two.

!*!*!*!*!

Looking up at the wall clock, Yugi's eyes widened slightly. "Wow! It's already one in the morning!"

"Yeah. It's funny how time flies when you're in good company." Seto commented with a yawn.

Jou stifled a chuckle. "Ah, is our Dragon sleepy?"

"Extremely..." Seto gave the two a tired smile.

"Of course he is. He's coming down from his caffine buzz." Yugi added, glancing at his sleeping Yami, who was currently curled half in his lap and half on the couch.

"You two can crash here tonight." Jou told the Hikari. "That's if Seto doesn't mind sleeping on the couch for tonight?"

"No, I don't mind... but where will you sleep?"

"The chair." Getting up, Jou went and carried Yami to his room. Yugi followed his friend and waved goodnight to Seto.

* I've gotta hold you in these arms of steel

Lay your heart on the line, this time *

Seto was jolted awake at the sound of something large hitting the floor. Glancing over to see if Jou had also heard it, he found the man sitting up against the base of the chair, quietly crying into his arms.

"Jou?" he whispered. Getting off the couch, he crawled to him. "Jou-puppy, please don't cry. You don't have to tell me what's wrong but please don't cry." Seto gathered the sobbing male into his arms and rocked him gently.

"Seto?" Jou sniffed a few times and looked up into his cormforter's eyes, which had turned into the color of steel in the dark.

"You know puppy, if you were so uncomfortable in the chair, you could have just asked to share the couch." Seto teased gently, to which he was treated to a smile, charming smile from the man he held. "You want to talk about it?"

"Not really..."

* I wanna breathe when you breathe

When you whisper like that, hot summer breeze *

After Jou had settled on the couch, with Seto curled behind him, Jou asked in a whisper, "Not that I'm complaining but since when did you become so... caring?"

"Since Mokuba has become my personal secretary, which I've never had before. He likes the challenge that my work gives him and he's very good at it. He also does it so I don't work myself to death." He chuckled. "He says I'm an ass when I'm overworked."

"That's an understatement." Jou sighed and snuggled closer to the warm body behind his, causing Seto to move his arms and wrap them around Jou.

Seto caught his breath and marveled at how easily and well Jou fit against him.

The blonde was slightly smaller than him, shoulders and arms comfortably encompassed by his own. Straight back and a smooth chest with an extremely trim stomach, Jou was shorter than him by maybe five inches and Seto was sure that if he sat with Jou straddling his lap, they would be able to look each other in the eyes.

Slim hips, firm buttocks, long legs, slender feet with long toes, a long neck and a charming, sweet personality to boot, all pressed up against him. He couldn't help but appreciate the beauty that he currently held.

Seto smothered his smile into blond hair he had his face buried in. For Seto believed undoubtingly that love was love and when he found it, race, gender, nationality or creed didn't matter. And Jou was definitely someone he had truly come to love over the years because of Jou's passion. He never realised how truly lovely he was though.

* Count the beads of sweat that cover me

Didn't you show me a sign this time *

Seto was wrenched out of his thoughts of the man that he was entangled with by something biting his forearm firmly.

"Took you long enough. I had to resort to gnawing on your arm to get your attention."

"Oh, sorry." Seto smiled again and asked, "And the reason for you having to jerk me from my thoughts?"

"I just remembered to ask you what time do we have to pick up Mokuba from the airport tomorrow."

"Eleven am."

"Good. That means I can sleep in." Jou yawned deeply, causing him to bump the bite mark, which made Seto hissed slightly in pain. Noticing this, Jou shifted the brunette's afflicked limb so that it fell over his shoulder and began to lick the bite, soothing it with his tongue. Seto bit lip lip and shuddered slightly, whimpering quietly.

"You really shouldn't do that Jou." Seto commented breathlessly.

Jou stopped. "Why?"

"Because you have no idea how much that turns me on." Seto replied in husky whisper. To prove it, Seto shifted his hips minutely and pressed his half- hard penis into the back of Jou's thigh. "And I don't want to do something that either of us will regret."

* Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow

Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain

There he goes moving across the water

There he goes turning my whole world around *

Dawn found Yugi walking into the living room, treating him to the sight of Seto and Jou curled up on the couch, both still asleep. His Yami had to to see this.

/Yami?/ Grinning maliciously, for his aibou was still asleep, Yugi decided to wake him.

He composed the image of himself riding his yami, head thrown back in ecstacy. To that picture he included all the sounds, smells and other sensations that would accompany that situtation and sent it to his sleeping other.

His grin stretched conciderably wider when he 'felt' and heard Yami start awake and fall out of the bed.

//You are so dead, Hikari.// Yami growled as he walked up to stand next to Yugi.

/Yeah, well, it was worth your reaction. Plus I thought you should this.// He motioned towards the couch, whereSeto was using Jou as a stuff teddy bear. /I think Jou has a crush on a certain blue-eyed CEO./

//Well, that is disturbing to see this early in the morning. I am going to the bathroom.//

/Why? To get that image I gave out of your system?/ He asked in mock- innocence.

//Shut up.// The Pharaoh grumbled as he went to the bathroom and shut the door.

A soft groan and a set of linking blue eyes alerted Yugi the the fact that they had awaken Seto.

"Morning!" Yugi chirped quietly but happily, being sure not to wake the couch's other occupant.

"Morning..." Was the half-grumbled, half-sighed reply.

"Coffee?"

"Absolutely."

Yugi grinned while he watched Seto carefully disentangle himself from the sleeping blonde, but then he moved quickly into the kitchen to make coffee so that Seto wouldn't know he watched.

"You know, you should feel very priviledged." Yugi commented off-handedly when Seto walked into the kitchen.

"Why is that?" Seto asked, talking the same off-handed tone so as not to alert Yugi to the fact that he had his full attention.

"Because Jou is very..." He continued as he make coffee.

"Picky." Yami supplied as he too sauntered into the kitchen.

"Picky, thank you, about who is allowed to touch him and who he touches." Violet met saphirre when Seto looked at Yugi.

"I didn't know that." He mulled over that piece of imformation while he raided the fridge for something to feed them.

"Move." Yami grumbled and pushed the CEO out from in front of the fridge. The crimson-eyed spirit then proceeded to pull out eggs, ham, bell peppers, milk and cheese.

"He can cook?" Seto asked in astonishment.

"Oh yes. He's almost as good as Jou and Bakura at cooking." Yugi grinned when his other growled out, "I'm better at it than that soul stealer."

"Neither will he ever admit that Bakura is better, I'm afraid." Yugi sighed and handed Seto two cups of coffee. "Go wake Jou and give him his Java."

* Do you feel what I feel

Can you see what I see

Can you cut behind the mystery *

Seto sat on the edge of the couch after sitting down his and Jou's mugs and began to gently brush the flaxen strands out of Jou's face. "Puppy?" He murmured. "Jou? wake up."

"Mmmm, don't want to..." Was the mummbled response, but murky brown eyes looked up at Seto as Jou turned his face into the brunette's smooth palm.

"Morning, Sunshine. Here's your coffee," Seto handed him the warm mug, "and Yami is making breakfast."

Jou sat up and winced, his muscles knotted from the cramped sleeping position. "Sometimes I forget how small this fucking sofa is," Jou confided before taking a drink of coffee.

"I'm surprised you can sleep on it at all. It certainly can't fit someone with legs as long as yours comfortably. It's even more astounding that we both fit on it!"

Jou blushed blighly at the memory of Seto's words and actions of last night, and looked towards the kitchen so Seto wouldn't see his face. There stood Yugi, in the kitchen doorway, with a shit-eating grin on his face while drinking his own cup of coffee.

"Oh, go bite it Yugi." Jou snapped.

"Bite what?" Was the sardonic question.

"Yami's ass, for all I care." As Yugi disappeared into the kitchen, Jou added, "And find out what he's cooking!"

Thirty seconds later, Yugi came bursting out of the kitchen, with Yami hot on his heels waving around a spatula. Yugi hurddled over the back of the couch, right in Seto's lap. Seto let out a surprised squeak and Jou burst into laughter at the sight.

"Grab that Hikari!" Yami roared, just in time for Seto to catch the violet- eyed young man before he got away.

"I've got him!" The brunette crowed happily.

Yami was there in a flash as Jou lifted his legs over Seto's head, since Setowas still sitting in front of him and he was still half-sitting and half-laying down, and placed them gingerly on the floor.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the small sofa, the yami had grabbed Yugi from Seto and was currently trying to tickle "the impertanent little snot of a lovely Hikari," as he put it, to death.

"Ok kids!" Isis yelled from the hallway. Jou just laughed harder as he watched Seto nearly jump out of his skin at the sound of her voice. He had clearly not forgotten his encounters with her magic.

* I will meet you by the witness tree

Leave the whole world behind *

In the end, Jou and Isis finished breakfest: omelettes.

During the meal, the four young men were told by Shizuka that the reason they didn't return to the Ishtar residence after their dinner-date was because Malik had spazzed out again and Marik wanted to make sure that no one was around that could get hurt.

After breakfest, Yami and Yugi left to their home while Jou and Seto left to pick up the younger Kaiba.

But as they walked down to Jou's car, Seto paused. "You're driving?" He asked incrediously. "In that?"

The object of Seto's question was a decommissioned Army Hummer from the Vietnam War era, complete with battle scars.

"Yeah. Isn't she awesome? I got her at an aution." The lanky blonde said while petting the hood of his Hummer proudly. "She runs like a dream and has a lot of interior room." He grinned and motioned for his companion to get in while climbing into the driver side and starting the mosterous vehicle.

"So what gate are we picking your brother up at?" Jou asked after a few minutes of driving in silence.

Seto frowned. "He just told me to meet him in the airport's cafeteria at eleven."

"Oh... Do you even know where he went?"

"No, I don't poke my nose into his private affairs. He just told me he needed a short vacation."

"Oh." The rest of the drive was spent in an easy silence.

* I wanna come when you call

I'll get to you if I have to crawl *

At first glance of the dinning area, Jou thought Mokuba was late. Seto, however, saw his young sibling immediately and also saw his nose buried in a car magazine.

Casual as you please, Seto sauntered up behind his brother and cleared his throat. "Brother! How many times have I told you not to read porn magazines in public?"

Slate gray eyes sparkled with mirth as he turned in his seat to look up at Seto. "But Brother!" Mokuba mock-pouted. "They look so sexy!"

Both laughed and Mokuba tackled-hugged his brother. At that moment, Jou noticed how much the raven haired boy that he once knew had grown into the tall, teasing young man he saw now.

He had grown tall, but not as tall as his brother. Wild black hair was pulled into a loose braid that swung to his hips and he still wore the baggy jeans and long-sleeved shirts that he was known for. He was also lanky and straight-backed, much like his brother. The resemblence was hard to miss.

"Where have you been? Little Brother, a lot has happened this past week!" Seto's piercing eyes flickered to Jou then back to his brother as they both got ahold of themselves. Jou fidgeted, unsure of what to do.

Mokuba make the dicision for him.

"Jou!" He cried happily and gave the blonde a crushing embrace.

* They can't hold me with these iron walls

We've got mountians to climb *

"Wow Squirt! You've grown since I last saw you!" Jou grinned and tilted Mokuba's face up with a finger under his chin. "Let me have a better look at you." He chuckled while Mokuba scowled selfconsciously. "My, you're as handsome as your brother. I wonder if you have to beat people off of you, with such good looks?"

Jou tapped Mokuba's nose and let the teen's face fall, while laughing at his furious blush. He looked at Seto. "You should be careful with this one. Someone may come and steal your brother away from you while you are looking."

Seto snorted goodnaturedly. "Who? You?"

"Nope! He's not my type." Jou retorted cheerfully, while thinking ruefully, 'You are though.'

Mokuba made a mental note of the shift in Jou's eyes. His people-reading skills had improved greatly due to the fact that his brother and two lovers rarely say what's on their minds. He quickly concluded to watch for the time being and intervene later, should things get... hairy.

"Let's go home, gentlemen." Jou said as he threw an arm over each of the Kaiba brothers' shoulders. "How do turkey sandwiches sound for lunch?"

"Wonderful!" Mokuba answered. "Airplane food is disgusting."

* Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow

Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain *

On the drive back to the Katsuya's, Seto filled his brother in on why they would be staying with Jou for a couple of weeks.

"Interesting, to say the least." Was Mokuba's only comment as Jou unlocked his front door.

Just as Jou went for the knob, the door crashed open and Shizuka ran out in tears, acciedently, while pushing her brother out of the way, pushed his down the short flight of concrete steps.

He snarled in pain as he landed on his right forearm with a dull, gut- wrenching snap. Shizuka didn't notice, she had already fled down the street and out of sight.

"Jou!" Both brothers were at his side in an instant, helping him into a sitting postition.

"Let's get you to the hospital, Jou. You're bleeding all over the place." Setogingerly picked up the blonde and was about to walk to the Hmmer when Jou stopped him with a glare and a strained order.

"No. I abhor hospitals. Call Ryou."

Seto nodded and instead set Jou on the steps. "Mokuba," but his brother cut him off.

"I'm on it," and he dashed into the house. Seeing Isis on the couch, he stopped short of picking up the phone. "Hello, Isis. I didn't know you would be here." Catching the mournful look in her clear blue eyes, he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Only that I said something idoitic to Shizuka and she became upset and ran off."

"That sucks." She nodded at the blunt statement and Mokuba picked up the phine, dailing Ryou's cell number.

"Hello, Ryou speaking."

"Hey Ryou, it's Mokuba."

"What can I do for you?"

"Well, we have a problem and need you to come over."

"Sure thing. Where are you?"

"Jou's place. Hurry please."

"I'm on my way."

Mokuba heard the dail tone and , after setting the receiver back into it's cradle, waved to Isis and went back outside to wait with Jou.

* There he goes moving across the water

There he goes turning my whole world around *

Ten minutes elapsed before the three on the porch saw the silver-white and platinum hair that belonged to Ryou Bakura and Marik Ishtar.

"Sorry we're late but the bastard cashier at the store didn't believe that my ID actually belonged to me." Ryou said as he climbered off the motorcycle. "Now, what is so important that I had to come over?" The tone of his voice was cheerful.

"Broke my fucking arm." Jou hissed tightly.

"Really? That's easy enough to take care of." The Hikari grinned. "I'm surprised you didn't just tell them how to set it." He gestured at the Kaiba's.

"Just set the fucking thing. I'm bleeding also."

Ryou's eyes bulged a fraction and he hurriedly gave orders. "Mokuba, go in the kitchen and in the fridge, there's an insulin-like bottle and a syringe in the butter compartment. Bring it here quick." Mokuba nodded off and disappeared back into the house. Ryou looked at Seto. "Stand back, Jou may lash out."

Mokuba returned and handed the items over. "What's that for?" Seto asked, flinching at the sight of the large needle.

"It's a blood-clotting agent. Our dear Jou here has a form of hemophilia." Ryou answered shortly while he filled the needle from the bottle. "One more thing Mokuba." Coffee brown eyes glanced at the teen to make sure he was listening. "Under the bathroom sink, in the first-aide kit, is an ace bandage. Get it please."

While Mokuba hunted down the bandage and after Ryou injected Jou, the Hikari turned to Marik with a smirk.

"Marik, I need a favor." He cojoaled, his vioce sickeningly sweet.

"What you need, Ryou-Hikari?"

"Would you make it so Jou can't move?"

Marik nodded. "My choice how?"

"Oh... Of course! You know more about submission holds than me, so it's up to your discretion."

"Good!" Marik patted Jou's hair when he had climbed up behind him on the stairs. "Sorry, black-dragon-pup. Will hurt much." Mokuba walked back out, waving the ace bandage high.

Jou nodded and winced when Marik put him into an impossibly taught full- nelson.

"Ok, Thief's-Hikari, go."

Sorry, Jou, but you asked me to do this." Ryou grasped Jou's arm, above the brake with his left hand and below the brake with his right. "You got him?"

"Yup, go."

Ryou gave Jou's arm a strong, viscious jerk, which caused Jou to try squirm and snarl painfully, to straighten it and then swiftly set it back into it's proper position. "Seto, grab the ace bandage and wrap his arm tightly."

Marik pulled Jou tighter against him as Seto wrapped, speaking soothing words into his ear. "Almost done, dragon-pup. See? White dragon-pup finished now. See? You ok now."

"Marik," Jou ground out, "if you don't shut up, I will kick your ass."

"Ummm, ok, Seto-dragon-pup? Hold Jou. Need to let go and not get hurt."

"Easy." The yami immediately let go when the brunette swept their injured host up into his arms and carried him inside. He missed the knowing smile the three shared.

"I guess I'll make lunch." Mokuba drawled while motioning for the two other guests to preceed him into the house. "Turkey sandwiches still on the menu?"

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TBC!!

Hey, if you guys can guess the two who Mokuba's with, I'll dedicate the next chapter to you!