Disclaimer: Seto: I don't see why I have to do the disclaimer, seeing that everyone who reads fan fictions know that the writer has no claim over the characters.

Jou: Just say the disclaimer already!
Seto:*Sighs and says grumpily* Yuemoon does NOT, I repeat, DOES NOT OWN YU-GI-OH. So just keep reading so she can keep writing. If you know what's good for you.

Jou: Seto…why do you say those kinds of things?
Seto: *evil smile*

Addicted To It

"PLEASE!!! JOU PLEASE! GIVE ME SOME! I NEED IT PLEASE!!"

Jou closed his eyes in sorrow and frustration as Seto screamed at him to give him more heroin. Three days. Three days of screaming, vomiting, shaking, crying…this is so hard, but I want Seto to get better. He bit his lip when Seto cried out once more. He had handcuffed Seto to the bed and left him there for the past few days, coming in to keep him company and feed him, and every time he came, Seto would beg to be given the drug. Jou felt tears sting his amber orbs as he pour hot water into a basin and dunked a cloth into it. He sighed and headed back into Seto's room, and he felt his heart clench again for the millionth time that day.

Seto lay on his back in his bed, his hair lank and sticking to his sweaty head. His eyes held a soulless gaze and he had black circles beneath them, while his arms were cuffed to the bed posts, sore, red and bleeding through the bandages again from all the strain. He shook his head as he made his way over to Seto.

Seto looked up at Jou and he grinned, reminding Jou of a skeleton, causing him to shudder slightly.

"J-Jou," Seto shuddered, "P-please…"

"Seto, you already know the answer to that. I can't and I won't give you any," Jou said firmly as he placed the basin down on the nightstand.

"I know you can't and I know you won't," Seto replied as he leaned back against the sweat soaked pillows. Jou nodded his head as he unhooked one hand from the bed posts, and began to bandage the wrist with new bandages. Seto watched Jou silently as Jou's delicate fingers worked swiftly yet gently. Jou felt Seto's eyes on him, and he felt the heat rise in his face. He hid his burning flesh behind his hair, bending his head over his task, but then he unhooked the other wrist and then cleaned it up. Jou began to chuckle suddenly and Seto looked at him.

"What is it Jou?" Seto asked curiously.

"What was the point in me cleaning your wrists when I just drew a bath for you?" Jou chuckled as he stood, "Well come on, time to bathe you." Seto paled at Jou's sudden statement.

"B-bathe m-me? You are going to bathe me?"

"Yeah. You are weaker than you think you are Seto, and I doubt that you can make it to your Jacuzzi tub without me helping you, let alone be able to scrub your own skin."

"I can so get there without your help!"

Seto stood up quickly and took two steps forward. He fell over. Jou shook his head and went over to him, chuckling slightly.

"I told you so. Now let me help you Seto," Jou told him gently. Seto grumbled as Jou helped him stand, placing his arm around the other boy's shoulders for support. Jou gave Seto a side glance and he sighed. Seto had lost a lot of weight in the past couple of days. No matter how much he ate, he always vomited it back because his body was still rejecting the heroin, and now Jou could see some of Seto's ribs. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make Jou's eyes fill with tears. He pushed open the bathroom door and steam filled his line of vision.

The bathtub was filled with hot water and a heavenly scent of bath bubbles. The suds were so dense and so many that they threatened to spill over the side of the tub. Leaning Seto against the bathroom counter, Jou went over to the closet to pull out some warm towels that he got out of the dryer a few minutes before he went in to get Seto. He smiled at the warmth that were still in them, feeling it sink into his flesh. He turned back to Seto, and he smiled at the other boy.

Seto looked up at Jou and felt his heart pump faster when he saw Jou smile at him. That smile lit up the other's face so much that it was blinding to look at him. He turned his head, too tired to even give him a response, and in his weakened state, Seto didn't want Jou to see the emotion on his face. He heard the footsteps come closer to him and he turned back and was suddenly inches away from Jou's flawless face. He swallowed hard.

"Undress," Jou told him bluntly. He didn't bother to wait for Seto to begin, but pulled off the open button down shirt that Seto was wearing. He pulled it down to the spot where the elbow bends and then he started on Seto's pants.

"J-JOU! I can do that!" Seto stammered as he pushed Jou's hands away. He felt the warmth from Jou's hands touch his own cold ones, and he shivered in delight. He is so warm compared to my skin. Talk about a contrast of warm and cold, good and evil…

"Hey, did you hear what I said?"

"Huh? What did you say Jou?"

"If you're going to undress, then undress already. You're freezing cold."

"Oh…right."

When Jou turned his back, Seto quickly removed all his clothing and somehow managed to slip into the tub without the help of the other. He felt the heat seep into his skin, making him totally relaxed, returning some of his strength to his body. He jumped when Jou touched his shoulder, sloshing almost half the water onto the other male in the process.

"Jounouchi! I am so sorry about that!"

"Dude, it is totally alright. It's just some wet clothes, but you could have told me that I needed a shower." Seto smiled but then his smile turned to a small open mouth when Jou striped himself of his shirt, revealing the hard muscle beneath it. He didn't see the blush that crept up into Seto's cheeks, nor how Seto slightly shifted beneath the water.

"Gods, my pants are wet too. Man Seto you got me good, didn't you?" Seto laughed nervously as he watched Jou slip his jeans off his pants, revealing…

"Snoopy boxers? You…wear…SNOOPY…boxers?!" Seto clutched his sides as he started to laugh at Jounouchi, Jou's face turning a bright, embarrassed red.

"I happen to like my Snoopy boxers Seto Kaiba." Jou says this proudly as he puts his fists on his hips, kneeling before Seto with a silly grin on his face. Seto was gazing at Jou's creamy, silky thighs, but then he blinks, mischief filling his sapphire orbs, making them sparkle.

"Last time I checked Katsuya Jounouchi, we were in high school."

"THAT'S IT!"

Jou pounces onto Seto, sloshing water all over the marble surface. Seto laughs at him and grabs his wrists, holding him at bay while Jou growled at him. They struggled with one another for a few more minutes before they suddenly stopped, looking at each other, crimson toning their faces. Jou's legs were wrapped around Seto's lower half, both of them feeling the friction that was steadily growing there. Their hair was wet from all the splashing, clinging to each other's bodies, their faces inches apart.

"Jounouchi," Seto whispered, wrapping arms around the other boy, pulling him closer.

"Seto," Jou whispered, his voice shaking with desire as their lips were seconds away from each other.