Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh so don't sue me. Do you really want a pile of notebooks and pens? I didn't think so.

Warning: Yaoi. Sexual situations. JouXYugi and later SetoXYami. Anzu turned into a bitch. Don't read this if you like her. There is a bit of RyouXBakura in this too.

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"Jonouchi?" the voice caused him to look up, curious as to who would be talking to him now. He'd been in a daze, for some unknown reason seated on the classroom floor. It was kinda like the dream he'd had in Battle City where all of his friends had helped him stand, and, ultimately, win the duel he was in. Yet this felt different, a little strange, but that was okay really. He felt his eyes go huge when they landed on the one who'd said his name.

It was Yugi. For a moment his mind hadn't registered that, because of how the other was dressed, but slowly he began to comprehend that it was his best friend under that stunning attire. His friend was not dressed in his school uniform, as he usually was, no, he had on a short, sleeveless leather top that had a v-neck collar. It exposed his bare midriff because the low cut skirt, yes skirt, that was also black and resembled the style of one that the female students wore during the day. On his slender legs were fishnet stockings that encased fair skin, while a pair of knee-high boots gave his steps a metallic jingle. Going with his usual style, Yugi had on a leather collar adorned with a red rose buckle, spiked bracelets of the same style, and a chain belt around his this waist. On his hands were fishnet gloves that had holes to leave the fingers bare.

"Yugi?" Jonouchi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't breathe.

With a strange grin the other boy came closer slowly to where his friend was seated cross-legged on the tile floor, a sultry slink to his walk. The blonde teen felt his heartbeat race with each jingling step Yugi took towards him, his face growing hot when he realized he was staring but he did not pull his eyes away. He released the breath he' been holding when the other duelist stood before him, that grin somehow becoming a bit more sly. It was odd to see him that way actually.

Everything suddenly happened at once. Within an instant Yugi had grabbed both of his wrists, kneeling in his lap, and then placed both of Jou's hands on the cheeks of his ass. His friend was in shock, amber eyes wide, trying not to think about just how perfect those two pert globes felt under his palms, or how he didn't feel underwear underneath the net of the stockings. Was Yugi…wearing a thong? Jonouchi's mouth was agape in his confusion. Yet he was given no chance to react, or even speak, because in the next moment the violet eye boy had looped his arms around Jonouchi's neck and planted a very hungry kill upon the blonde teen's lips.

Needless to say, the blonde duelist was too startled to respond, but since his mouth was already open the shorter boy took the chance to plunder his mouth, pressing their bodies flush together. When they both needed to breathe he finally pulled back an inch or two.

"Yugi, why…" He didn't finish.

Yugi's eyes followed Jou's gaze to practically behind him where the blonde teen's hands were still rested on his rear pushing the already short skirt up even more. Perhaps Jonouchi wanted to know why he was even in a skirt while they were in school, or perhaps his question would have leaned more towards why Yugi had placed his hands like he had a moment ago. Again he grinned, deciding to answer both possible questions, and shrugged, "I remember you saying something about them giving free access."

Then those hungry lips went for the taller duelist's neck, playfully kissing at first, but then sucking and nipping hard enough to make his victim gasp. Jonouchi was frozen, blushing a deep crimson, and resisting the now overwhelming urge to feel Yugi up, doing his best to breathe. How he managed that even he could not recall, especially when the other boy started to curl his legs around his waist, and that ass bucked up into his hands. It was so tempting! Plus the way Yugi was suckling his neck he didn't think he'd last much longer, moaning softly and struggling to this time form a coherent question. "But, Yugi, w-what are you doing?"

That made the other boy laugh against his skin, blowing softly to tease the area he'd just bit down on. "It's your fantasy, Jonouchi. What do you want me to do?"

Jou snapped, he couldn't take it. Using the grip the other had given him, the blonde teen pushed up so their lips met again, now having an advantage over him, kneading those tortuously soft cheeks to hear him gasp and moan. Yugi became pliant to his demanding lips instantly, allowing his tongue access, and even beckoning him into his depths to duel with his. Jou found that the other's taste was not just sweet but tangy sending sparks though the nerves of his mouth, and it made him want even more.

Giving into a devilish idea, the blonde teen began to lean forwards until Yugi was on the floor on his back, at his mercy, never breaking their heated lip lock. Almost with a growl he went for the other's neck, attacking tender skin to make his friend groan in pleasure, leaving a small purple bite mark as a weird calling card near that leather collar.

He had yet to relinquish that hold he'd been given. Capturing those already kiss-bruised lips, Jonouchi used that delicious grip to find the top to those fishnet stockings tugging them down until he came upon the top of the boots, which he did his best to remove before yanking off the rest of the stockings. Now that flawless skin was exposed to his wandering hands, the insides of his thighs falling victim first, before Jou returned them to his ass just to snap that thong teasingly.

"Jou!" Yugi's lips were parted, his eyes half lidded, and his cheeks were perfectly flushed while the blonde duelist took in the sight of his best friend. He then began to nibble Jonouchi's lower lip, tempting him further. Then he entangled his fingers in sunshine locks.

But then Jou pulled away abruptly. "Wait, I have a better idea."

Yugi seemed very confused by that, and almost disappointed that his blonde friend had stopped his assault, not moving from his position on the floor. If not for the fact that Jounouchi offered his hand to help pull him to his feet, he probably wouldn't have made it off the tiles back Into Jou's embrace. The blonde teen had yanked him close having their bodies pressed flush together before starting to move forward so that Yugi was nearly forced to move backwards to make sure he was not trampled. He soon found he was leaning against the teacher's desk with a very hungry looking Jou sneering down at him, still in his tight hold. Such a position made him breathless.

There was a strange glint in amber eyes that made the shorter teen shiver as Jonouchi leaned down to first nuzzle his neck, then nibble his earlobe. After licking it to entice another tremble out of the other boy, he whispered, "You have been so bad lately, Yugi. And since our oh so wonderful teacher isn't here, I'll have to be the one to teach you a lesson this time."

Enjoying the way Yugi laughed at that, Jou then proceeded to shove everything off the teacher's desk so that he could lift his friend up onto its smooth surface and resting his hands on those slender hips. Their eyes were locked as Yugi then locked his ankles around the back of Jou's knees to keep him in place. He grinned cleverly using a grip on the front of the golden haired teen's school uniform to pull the other's face down to his, licking his lips for show. "But, Jonouchi, what on earth could I have done to be…punished?"

"Well, for one thing," Jonouchi could barely contain his own laughter at what he was about to say, needing to bite his own lip for a moment so that he didn't immediately spill into a fit of insane giggles. "I doubt those are school regulated underwear."

Such a comment could not pass without the both of them bursting into a small fit of laughter, which Yugi turned into a heated kiss a few moments later. With their tongues twisting in a delicious dance Jonouchi began to slowly push his friend back so that he himself could climb up onto the desktop, straddling that leather covered waist carefully. He allowed his fingers to trail down Yugi's sides first practically trying to tickle him, before then letting one of his hands venture up the insides of that tender thigh. It was a test more than anything else. To see what his friend would do, how he would react to the touch, the intent.

Yugi wasn't scared at all. So his hand traveled closer, and closer…

"Jonouchi Katsuya!"

That voice had not been Yugi's. It snapped the blonde by back to reality where he was seated at his desk and a teacher with a practically prehistoric face glaring down at him. Around him there was an eruption of laughter as the very menacing looking instructor put her hands on her hips. She was awaiting an explanation, and unfortunately for Jou, his mind could not process everything fast enough even for himself.

He'd been asleep. He'd been dreaming about Yugi. Kissing Yugi, pinning him to that large desk, and touching him. The realization of this made him blushing a rosy color that sparked new laughter in his classmates, and had the teacher scolding him about doing his best to pay attention from now on. Jou tried his best to appear to be paying attention to the lecture.

Honestly he was more concerned about that little fantasy. That, and the after effects it had had in his pants, but he couldn't do anything about that now without it becoming painfully obvious to everyone in the room. He was trapped for the next thirty minutes.

As disturbing as that problem was, he obviously had a worse one though. That had not been his only dream about his best friend in such an intimate position, although a few of them had gone a bit further than his hand in Yugi's underwear. He could still remember each kiss, each tough, and each silky sound from those perfect lips. In fact his mind was racing with all of it, putting each detail into memory for later, so that this fantasy would not be forgotten. There was not way he could allow himself to forget something so precious!

But imagination was not enough, it never would be. Jonouchi yearned for the real thing, the genuine Yugi in his arms when he kissed him because a dream could never compare. He yearned to do in his fantasies in the boundaries of reality, to truly hold the shorter duelist, to hear him gasp in pleasure, and to taste him for real. Jou needed to have Yugi. He wanted him, craved him. And coming to these thoughts made him groan in frustration placing his head in his hands. He was in love with his best friend.

And there in lay the problem.

Yugi was already with someone else.

To be continued

A/N: When I started this story my original idea was it just to be a one-shot where Jou was in class dreaming about Yugi only to wake up at the good part. Now it could turn into a whole bunch of chapters with real plot! OMG! Yeah, there's more. I plan to get more up soon as soon as I finish writing it and then typing it.

Oh, and there's more! There is an unedited version of this story that has the hardcore stuff in it. You need to e-mail me at either yamato795@yahoo.com or thecrazedkuribohinthecorner@yahoo.com and I will send you a copy of the unedited version. Right now it's not too much different, but later whole scenes will be cut from this one just so it won't get deleted.