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Dedication: Ohhh! First time I've done this! I'm dedicating this chapter to Vixen and Yami Vixen. They asked to post my story on their page, I feel so special ^_^ If you wanna see it, go to their bio and click on the URL. Check out the pictures, it's *very* nice. Cue fangirl smile.
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WARNING: This fic contains YAOI which is BOY/BOY relationships. DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ! I want to let you know this chapter is more GRAPHIC...no it isn't a lemon, but it's pretty damn close. So watch out. If you have a problem with this, just scroll down till you see the next *** in the story. This story is rated R for a reason. Of course, it's very possible that that one scene will be the only
"speaking"
'thoughts'
*** time lapse, character change, you get the picture
Chapter Six
Seto could hear a soft, barely discernible sound outside his bedroom door. He groaned and muttered for whoever it was to leave him the hell alone; he was exhausted. The door creaked open and someone crept into the room. The end of his bed sank down with new weight.
"Mokuba," Seto mumbled into his pillow. "Go away. It's 3:30 in the morning!"
"Actually, it's 3:25, but I won't hold that against you."
Seto snapped up in bed and stared wildly at the foot of his bed. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Katsuya chuckled. When Kaiba made to come sit next to him, he just shook his head no, a smile still on his lips. "I left something undone."
"Oh? And what would that be, puppy?" Seto asked as he propped himself up on his pillows. He wondered briefly why his burglar alarm system wasn't screaming by now.
Katsuya's brown eyes darkened as he crawled up next to Seto, biting his bottom lip in light and surprisingly enticing way. He grabbed Seto's chin with his hand and whispered huskily, "This." And kissed him delicately, just like he kissed him at Kaiba Corp.
"You woke me up just for that?" Kaiba sneered when Katsuya released him.
"Didn't you like it...?" Jou whispered with a hurt expression.
"I'd like this more." Seto responded and pressing his palms on Katsuya's shoulders he flipped the other boy over while swinging his leg so he effectively straddled him. Once he was satisfied that the puppy was at his mercy, Seto crushed their lips together in a fevered kiss. Jou moaned loudly and opened his mouth which was promptly filled with Seto's curious tongue. The blonde brought his hands up underneath Seto's shirt and ran his fingertips over the muscles. Kaiba had been keeping his hands busy by sifting through the puppy's soft hair.
Seto could feel himself becoming steadily aroused by all the small noises Katsuya was making. He shifted slightly to bring his arousal in contact with Jou's. He rocked back and forth creating a tormenting friction between their bodies. Katsuya began to breathe hard and started to fight Kaiba in their kiss with his suddenly demanding tongue. The grinding became harder and faster as both grew closer to climax. And just as Kaiba could feel it with in his grasp he felt himself make contact with something hard.
His bedroom floor, to be precise.
Along with the sheets moist with sweat wound around his legs.
Katsuya was no where to be seen. The only thing that had remained as it had been was Kaiba's painful arousal.
He angrily kicked off the sheets, bumping his head on his nightstand in the process, while cursing in every language he knew. Slowly, Seto rose to his feet, staggering only slightly in the fogginess of having just awoken. He walked into the bathroom that was connected to his room and turned the shower on full blast with the knob as far on cold as it would go. He waited for the water to be ready before he submerged himself in the icy temperature. Finally after a few minutes of the cold onslaught, he was himself again...only shivering and wet.
Seto wrapped a towel around himself and sighed dispiritedly. 'What the hell was that? I just had a wet dream about that mutt! An extremely vivid, tangible, erotic, amazing...' Seto stopped and turned the cold water back on, hopped in for a second time and then right back out. He leaned his back against the wall and slid down. 'Just thinking about it is getting me aroused again. That's the only dream like that I have ever had that had been so...real. But it's Jounouchi damn it!'
A mental image of Katsuya beneath him, moaning and gasping loudly with little beads of sweat trickling down his flushed cheeks flashed through Seto's mind. Seto shuddered and bent his head back. The cold showers weren't helping him at all and he couldn't think straight with those thoughts and desires coursing through him. Tentatively, he reached his hand down and touched himself. All other dreams he had ever had could always be cured with a blast of cold water. But this one was different.
"Damn mutt..." He gasped as he continued to pump. He closed his eyes tightly and his breathing hitched. He could see it so clearly. It wasn't his hand doing this, it was Katsuya's. He could see the puppy on his knees rubbing him, a hopeful and hungry glint in the brown eyes. He imagined that Katsuya had started to kiss and nip at his neck as well. Seto bit his lip so he didn't moan too loudly.
It didn't work.
***
"Damn it, Mokuba would you quit giggling!" Seto growled over the dining room table.
Mokuba cleaned some of his orange juice off his chin. It had dribbled out when he was laughing. "It's your own fault, you know." Mokuba said. "You really should lock your bathroom door."
"And you shouldn't come in without knocking!"
"I thought you were in pain!"
"Well obviously I wasn't." Seto snapped.
*FLASHBACK*
Seto's pumps were more frantic as he neared his climax. A loud, throaty moan escaped him as he released. He staggered to his feet and washed his hands; he wanted to at least get the smell off himself. His eyes were still clouded over. As soon as he wrapped the towel back around his waist the door flung open.
Seto whirled around and saw his brother standing in the doorway.
"Seto! Are you okay?! I heard moaning..." Mokuba's words died on his lips as he caught sight of Seto's red cheeks and he felt the cool dampness of the air. His eyes widened dramatically as realization hit him. The boy was silent for a moment, then he suddenly collapsed to the ground, laughing at his brother.
*END FLASHBACK*
"So Seto," Mokuba grinned. "Was it Jou?"
"Shut up and eat your breakfast." Seto snarled at him.
"Aw, come on! You can tell me! You told me when Jou kissed you-"
"This is hardly the same." Seto cut in.
Mokuba's eyes gleamed with triumph. "It was Jou. Thought so."
Seto grunted and flicked newspaper page sharply. He wasn't really reading it, he just didn't want Mokuba to see how embarrassed he was becoming. Seto did not become embarrassed. It wasn't something he did. But...since Katsuya...
"Did you ask him out last night?" Mokuba asked, totally unbothered with the paper wall between them. "That's why I went up to bed early, you know."
"I know. I also know that there is no girl in your class that asked you out- you would have told me if there was. You only said that to find out if the puppy was seeing someone."
"Yeah, for you. Now did you ask him out or not?" Mokuba asked again. He seemed a little agitated that Seto had dodged the question.
"I didn't." Seto replied. "I'm not interested him."
Mokuba leaned across the kitchen table and pulled the paper down. "Yes you are! And you know it. The way you looked when he was here...you like him." Seto rolled his eyes. "And do I need to remind you of what happened this morning?"
"It wasn't like that!" Seto protested. "It wasn't because I'm attracted to him--because I'm not!--It's because of that stupid dream! Just because it was about him doesn't mean a thing!"
Mokuba frowned. "You should just ask him out. You know he's interested in you from that kiss; mind you, you did go a lot farther than he did but that was only in your dreams-"
"Mokuba!" Seto snapped, his eyes wide. When the hell did his little brother start talking like that?! He would have to start previewing anything Mokuba watched on TV. "Would you be quiet?! Someone may hear you."
Mokuba twisted around in his chair. "Who?! There's no one here, Seto. It's. Five. A.M.!"
"You're right." Seto lifted the news paper back in front of his face. "It's too early. Go back to sleep."
Mokuba pulled the paper down again, this time ripping it. He glared unwaveringly into Seto's eyes. "Why are you so afraid?" Mokuba demanded. "What? Worried you'll finally be happy?"
***
"Hey Jou! I love your scarf, is it new?" Rika asked happily. That girl was nearly always happy. But it was nine AM on a Sunday, it wasn't normal for people to be perky that early.
"Um, yeah. I guess you could say that." Katsuya replied to the giddy redhead. He walked past her and hung up his coat and newly acquired scarf. He loved that scarf. He had slept with it the night before since it smelt so much like Seto.
Katsuya walked into the hot kitchen and was reaching for an apron out of the cupboard when Ansuko sighed loudly in disapproval, "Jou, I know you don't like your hat --none of us do- but you have to wear it. Sakura would have a fit, you know."
"My hat...?" Jou tentatively patted his head. "Oh! I must have left it at Kaiba's house."
Miho, who came into the conservation at the mention of Kaiba, raised her eyebrow. "You left it at his house? What did you do?" She chuckled. "Chuck it off on the door step?"
Jou shook his head. "No, I took it off inside after dinner."
Rika had suddenly became interested in the conversation as well and exclaimed, "You ate dinner there?! With Kaiba Seto?!"
"Well...yeah. Since Sakura gave them two pizzas instead of one, I got invited to eat with them by Mokuba."
"That's his little brother." Rika told the other two girls.
"Oh, I know!" Miho said, smiling with sparkly eyes. "He's such a little cutie."
Ansuko nodded in agreement, "So you ate with the two of them?"
"Well, I ate the pizza with the two of them. Then Mokuba went to bed so it was just me and Kaiba."
The girls fell silent for moment. Rika opened her mouth, then closed it, then tried again. "You were alone with Kaiba Seto?"
"Yeah-"
"And let me guess. After that the two of you took a romantic stroll to park?" Ansuko joked, rolling her eyes.
"No, we went to my house..."
Ansuko's eyebrows shot up to her hair line.
Rika clapped her hand over mouth and let out a muffled, "Oh my God...!"
Miho slapped him on the arm and screeched, "JOU! YOU PERVERT!!"
"OW! Wa-wait! It wasn't like that!! He just walked me home, that's all!" Katsuya explained, rubbing his arm.
"He walked you home? Last night?" Ansuko said doubtfully. "But it was so cold..."
"Yeah, I know, that's why I got the scarf from him-"
"He let you wear his scarf?!" Rika asked in a jealous whisper.
"Well, actually, he gave it to me-" They glared bitterly at him. "I was cold!" He responded defensively.
Miho threw her hand in the air. "I knew I should have gone and delivered to him!"
"Look, it's not like I even wanted to go! If you remember correctly Sakura was the one who decided, not me. I bet I was the last person Kaiba wanted to see after being snowed in at Kaiba Corp with me all night!"
Ansuko's eye twitched. "You were alone with him for an entire night?"
The girls looked at him expectantly, their eyes glittering murderously. Katsuya gulped and slowly backed away.
***
Seto flipped the page of the newspaper angrily. He had taped it up after Mokuba ripped it. But Mokuba ripping it was not the cause of his anger. It was what Mokuba had said.
'He doesn't know what's going on in my head. Hell, I don't even know. I used to. But then that damn mutt decided to...damn mutt.' He flicked the page again. He hadn't even read two words on it. 'Acting as if nothing happened when I know something did. He thought I was asleep! He was trying to take advantage of me! Bastard. I should have hit him. I should have beaten him within an inch of his life...or an inch past.'
Seto sighed and threw the paper on the table, no longer interested in pretending to read. He rested his chin in his palm and stared at specks of dust in the air. 'Why didn't I at least push him away? I could have. I easily could have. But I didn't. I just let him kiss me. And last night, on this couch, I just moved. I didn't push him. And then I practically comforted him. What the hell is wrong with me?'
Kaiba jumped a little as he heard the door bell. Shaking his head in a vain attempt to get his thoughts together, Seto got up and answered the door.
And there he was. Jounouchi Katsuya. He was wearing his winter coat unzipped and Seto's blue scarf. The one Seto had taken off himself and so tenderly put around Jou's neck. Once more Seto silently asked what the hell was wrong with him. Katsuya looked up at the taller boy through his bangs and Seto knew the puppy expected him to speak.
"It's you again." Said Seto with as much disdain as he could muster.
"Yeah, hello to you too."
Seto huffed. He really didn't want to see the puppy right then. He wanted to deal with his internal problem first, then he could move on to the mutt. He had already decided that despite all rational logic, the two problems were not related. "What do you--is that tomato sauce?" He pointed to the red stain he saw on Katsuya's shirt.
"Yeah..." Katsuya sighed, a light blush setting into his cheeks. Seto nearly smiled at how easily the boy blushed, but caught himself. The puppy continued in a more hurried pace. "Look, I left my hat here last night."
Seto sneered. "You mean that thing with the pizza spring board?"
"Yes, I mean that thing with the pizza spring board." Katsuya glowered. "It's part of the uniform and I have to wear it."
"We wouldn't want you losing your precious job, now would we?" Seto stepped aside so Jou could enter. "After all, they seem to be the only establishment idiotic enough to hire you."
Katsuya got on his knees and looked beneath the couch and replied monotonously, "Oh ha ha, Kaiba. So funny." He then did a half smile, half grimace. "Here it is!" He pulled the hat out and shoved it onto his head.
Seto chuckled at him. "You really should get a smaller hat. That one practically cover your eyes...makes you look even more like a puppy."
Katsuya flushed again. "Shut up."
"JOU!" Mokuba screamed in surprise as he came down the stairs. "What are you doing here?"
Katsuya smiled at the boy. "I was just getting my hat and now I'm-"
"He's leaving." Seto said sharply.
"R-right." Jou stammered in agreement.
"NO!" Mokuba yelled. His eyes flickered over to his brother. "You can't leave! Stay a while, we'll get you something to eat." He grabbed the front of Jou's shirt to lead him to the kitchen but instantly let go and looked at his now red hand. "Ewww...is this spaghetti sauce?"
Jou shook his head. "No, its tomato sauce."
"Oh...how'd you get tomato sauce on yourself?"
"I didn't. The girls I work with sort of got a little, er, upset with me." Katsuya grinned impishly.
Mokuba cocked his head to the side. "Over what?"
Seto looked at Katsuya, suddenly interested. "Yes, puppy. Over what?"
Jou cheeks tinted. "You, actually. They were jealous that I ate here. And that you walked me home, and then there's the whole scarf thing..."
"Scarf thing?" Mokuba interrupted curiously.
"When we were walking to my home I got cold and your brother gave me his scarf to wear. He let me keep it too, which is good, it's really warm." He turned to Seto. "Um, thanks again, Kaiba."
Seto shrugged. "Uh huh...whatever." He was well aware that Mokuba was watching for a reaction and he hoped that he hadn't done anything to imply his brother's opinions were accurate.
The little boy smirked, but changed almost immediately back into his innocent mode. "You should stay for a while. I just got this new DVD. We could all watch it," He looked between Seto and Katsuya, "Together."
"But I have work..." Jou objected. Seto didn't imagine the puppy was all too keen to return there at the moment.
"Well there are other people there, right? And besides, it's Sunday, I don't imagine you get as many customers on Sunday."
"Yeah, but I can't just take off. I'll get fired! I need the money!"
"What do you need this money for anyway?" Seto questioned. "You practically begged me for a job."
"I didn't practically beg you for a job. I totally begged you. And I need it to pay off a credit card bill."
"What did you buy?"
Katsuya was saved from answering by a phone being shoved beneath his nose.
"Here!" Mokuba said excitedly. "Call them and say you're staying here."
Seto glared at Mokuba but the puppy did not perceive the action. Even so, he turned to him and silently asked if it was all right. Seto nodded his consent.
Mokuba grinned ear to ear with triumph.
Seto attempted to look unconcerned with the going ons, but he strained his ears to hear anyway.
"Hello this is Pizza Planet, Miho speaking. How may I help you?"
"Hey Miho, it's me, Jou."
"Oh...what do you want? Couldn't find your hat?"
"I found it, but, um, how many people are working today?"
"Nine. We over scheduled. Why?"
"Would it be okay if I didn't come back?"
"Are you quitting?!" The girl sputtered on the other end. "Jou we're sorry! We really do like you! Really!"
Jou chuckled into the receiver. "I'm not quitting." He assured her. "I just think I may stay over at Kaiba's and watch a movie with them."
There was silence on the other end before it was abruptly broken by the girl yelling, "I HATE YOU, JOU!!" And she slammed the phone down. But it seemed that she had missed, and had to do it again.
Katsuya flinched at each bang.
"So," Seto pretended to not know what had been said. He didn't want the puppy thinking he cared. "What did they say?"
"I think I can stay." Said Katsuya slowly, barely hiding the smile behind his lips.
Seto frowned at him, but his eyes glittered with a quiet teasing. "You know mutt, it's one thing for you to come into my office soaking from snow, however I do not want my entire house smelling of tomato sauce."
"What do you expect me to do?" Katsuya asked in a falsely agitated voice, his eyes were teasing as well. "Take a shower? I don't exactly know where your bathroom is, you know."
"Sure you do. You were in there just this morning." Mokuba muttered so softly only Seto could hear him.
Seto glared murderously at his little brother.
"What did you say?" Jou asked with a confused look.
"Nothing." Seto answered quickly for his brother. "And what I meant is that you should change your shirt. I have some clothes in my room you could wear."
***
Jou stood in Seto's room practically bursting with excitement. 'I'm in Seto's bedroom! Sure, it's just for a shirt, but...I'm in his bedroom! I better not tell the girls at work...they may attack me.
The room was easily three times as large as Katsuya's and had an elegant and wistful feel to it. The walls were a deep blue and bordered in silver. The floor was hardwood and there was an oriental rug in the middle whose colors complemented the walls'. There was a huge window with thick curtains, obviously to keep out the sunlight. A door was on the side of one wall; Katsuya assumed that it lead to a bathroom. There was a dresser and a desk both made out of the same type of wood, a beautifully dark mahogany. Pressed against a wall was the bed. It was a king sized, had four posts and was made of the same mahogany wood. Draping from the top were sheer hangings. The hangings and the coloring of the wood made the bed appear very romantic. Katsuya snuck a shy glance at Seto. He had never thought that Seto was the romantic type, but suddenly he could imagine that bed sprinkled with roses, like some old romance novel cliché. But if it was with Seto, he didn't really see how he could mind.
The taller boy was opening up his closet and riffling through his wide assortment of clothes. He pulled out a forest green cotton pull over. "Here." He said, handing it to Katsuya.
"Thanks," Jou smiled and brought it up to his face to smell pretending to just be looking it over carefully. He frowned. 'This has been washed, it doesn't really smell like him...'
"What? Don't like the color?" Seto asked him then explained, "You look sort of disappointed."
Katsuya smiled nervously. "Oh no, the color is great."
"Well?" Seto said impatiently. "Aren't you going to put it on?"
'He wants me to change now? Right in front of him?!' Jou all but rolled his eyes. 'What's with me? The guy already held me when we both had our shirts off. Of course, we weren't in his bedroom then...'
Katsuya nodded and speedily pulled his shirt off and slipped on Kaiba's. The long sleeve shirt was surprisingly warm and its insides were very soft against his skin. The sleeves draped over his knuckles and it was loose around the chest.
Seto looked at him and sneered, "For as much as you eat you sure are skinny, puppy." Seto walked closer and put his hands on the sides Katsuya's chest and pulled the shirt out gently. "Hmm, I guess I didn't realize just how small you were when I was holding you."
"I'm not that small." Katsuya protested weakly. He couldn't speak very forcefully with Seto that close.
Seto brought the shirt back in and let his hands touch Katsuya, then slid them slowly down to the other boy's waist. The blonde's breathing became more erratic and his face was stained a bright crimson.
Seto promptly drew back, his eyes gazing at the ground. "Well come on," He said. "I'm sure Mokuba is waiting."
Katsuya gulped quietly, but agreed and followed him out.
***
Seto lead Jou into the TV room. It was a small room, in comparison to the other rooms at least. There was a big screen TV with a game console on top of it against one wall. Various video games littered the ground, all belonging to Mokuba. Seto really wasn't very good at video games and his brother would crush him within minutes. Mokuba was already lounging in the oversized chair, his feet propped up on the armrest. That left just the couch for Seto and Katsuya. It wasn't like the couch in the living room, it was smaller and only two people could fit comfortably on it.
A love seat. Seto decided to ignore the implication the name provided.
Seto knew Mokuba had done that on purpose. Katsuya, however, didn't seem to notice at first. He was too awestruck by the television and diverse gaming systems.
Seto placed the DVD in and took his seat on the sofa. Katsuya faltered slightly, suddenly comprehending that he and Seto would be very close to each other. Katsuya sat next him, his body was rigid in obvious tenseness and Seto wondered if the boy was thinking about kissing him again.
Seto was too preoccupied with his own thoughts to pay any attention to the movie. 'I touched him. I pulled on the shirt to see how big it was on him, that's understandable. But, then I touched him, I slid my hands down his sides...what was I thinking?! Why would I do that? And the color. I spent so long looking for that shirt because I knew it would complement his eyes. Why the hell would I even notice that it complemented his eyes?!' Seto took his eyes off Katsuya and glimpsed briefly at Mokuba. 'I'm not afraid of being happy. I'm not. The puppy couldn't make me happy.' Seto stared at Katsuya again. 'He..he couldn't. At least, I don't think he cou...oh God, I need to get away from him.'
Seto made no effort to make good on his silent decision.
Jou's honey eyes widened at the screen followed by a disgusted and frightened look on his face and he inched farther from the TV set and towards Seto until their shoulders were pressed together. Seto tried to ignore the puppy. Then he noticed something about the way the light hit Katsuya. 'It sort of makes his hair shimmer. Like diamonds. It's pretty.' Seto thought fleetingly about how the hair felt against him in Kaiba Corp. 'It's so soft. And silky. I wonder if he would think that about my hair?'
Katsuya was transfixed with the TV and he wore a confused look about him, then recoiled and flung his arms around Seto's neck, ducking his head into Seto's chest. Seto took in a sharp breath of surprise at the blonde's sudden movement. It reminded Seto a little of the hug he had received last night from Katsuya.
"It's just a movie, puppy." Seto told him tauntingly. Jou shook his head against Seto, inadvertently getting closer to him. Seto bit his lip lightly. What Katsuya was doing wasn't all that bad.
"So? Did you see that?! That guy just got his head sliced in half!!" Jou shivered, but looked shyly back to the screen, only to hide himself in Seto again.
Seto caught Mokuba's glance. His brother had his eyebrows raised at him, a small smirk on his face. Seto shifted to put a little distance between him and Jou, but not enough to stop the physical contact the other boy wanted. 'It's not as if I want to keep touching, the puppy is just afraid, so...this isn't because of me. It isn't!'
Mokuba picked up on Seto's minimal movement and rolled his eyes.
***
'Mmm...cinnamon...' Katsuya thought as he clung even tighter to Seto.
He had seen the movie about four times before, he knew it practically line for line, and he had pretty much figured out how they did all the scenes. Of course, Kaiba didn't know that. As far as Seto knew, Katsuya was terrified out of his mind, hence the blonde hugging him as if his very life depended on it. Katsuya had almost told them that he had seen the movie before, but when he saw that he and Seto were to share the sofa, he decided to remain silent.
Who was he to ignore an opportunity when one presented itself so nicely?
It wasn't every day that he had a legitimate, or nearly legitimate, excuse to be hanging on his crush. He looked at the screen and waited with a hint of impatience for someone else to be hacked at so he could bury his face into Seto's shirt again.
Katsuya felt the side of him temples burning. Seto was staring at him again. He had been doing that a lot during the movie, though Katsuya really didn't understand why. If Seto had just waited to start staring at him till after Katsuya began hugging him, that would have made sense. But he hadn't.
Katsuya looked back at the screen and almost smiled. 'It's coming up. The worst scene of all. Maybe I could somehow convince Seto that kissing would calm me down...'
The scene came and just as Katsuya was preparing to give a small gasp and crush his lips to Kaiba's, he noticed that all the blood had drained out of the other boy's face.
Katsuya giggled softly. "It's just a movie, Kaiba." He teased.
"Shut up." Seto replied as his color slowly returned.
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Poor Seto, he's all confused. Hee hee, sneaky Katsuya ^_^ This chapter wasn't supposed to be this long, I wanted a nice, short five pager update! Sigh. Oh well.
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~~If anyone could tell me the names of any good shounen ai or yaoi (not overly hard...I'm more of a romance/humor type person) mangas that are in English, please tell me!! I already know Demon Diary, FAKE, and Gravitation, but if you can think of others tell me please!!~~
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Dedication: Ohhh! First time I've done this! I'm dedicating this chapter to Vixen and Yami Vixen. They asked to post my story on their page, I feel so special ^_^ If you wanna see it, go to their bio and click on the URL. Check out the pictures, it's *very* nice. Cue fangirl smile.
Disclaimer: -.- I still own nothing... so don't sue me, kay? Kay.
WARNING: This fic contains YAOI which is BOY/BOY relationships. DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ! I want to let you know this chapter is more GRAPHIC...no it isn't a lemon, but it's pretty damn close. So watch out. If you have a problem with this, just scroll down till you see the next *** in the story. This story is rated R for a reason. Of course, it's very possible that that one scene will be the only
"speaking"
'thoughts'
*** time lapse, character change, you get the picture
Chapter Six
Seto could hear a soft, barely discernible sound outside his bedroom door. He groaned and muttered for whoever it was to leave him the hell alone; he was exhausted. The door creaked open and someone crept into the room. The end of his bed sank down with new weight.
"Mokuba," Seto mumbled into his pillow. "Go away. It's 3:30 in the morning!"
"Actually, it's 3:25, but I won't hold that against you."
Seto snapped up in bed and stared wildly at the foot of his bed. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
Katsuya chuckled. When Kaiba made to come sit next to him, he just shook his head no, a smile still on his lips. "I left something undone."
"Oh? And what would that be, puppy?" Seto asked as he propped himself up on his pillows. He wondered briefly why his burglar alarm system wasn't screaming by now.
Katsuya's brown eyes darkened as he crawled up next to Seto, biting his bottom lip in light and surprisingly enticing way. He grabbed Seto's chin with his hand and whispered huskily, "This." And kissed him delicately, just like he kissed him at Kaiba Corp.
"You woke me up just for that?" Kaiba sneered when Katsuya released him.
"Didn't you like it...?" Jou whispered with a hurt expression.
"I'd like this more." Seto responded and pressing his palms on Katsuya's shoulders he flipped the other boy over while swinging his leg so he effectively straddled him. Once he was satisfied that the puppy was at his mercy, Seto crushed their lips together in a fevered kiss. Jou moaned loudly and opened his mouth which was promptly filled with Seto's curious tongue. The blonde brought his hands up underneath Seto's shirt and ran his fingertips over the muscles. Kaiba had been keeping his hands busy by sifting through the puppy's soft hair.
Seto could feel himself becoming steadily aroused by all the small noises Katsuya was making. He shifted slightly to bring his arousal in contact with Jou's. He rocked back and forth creating a tormenting friction between their bodies. Katsuya began to breathe hard and started to fight Kaiba in their kiss with his suddenly demanding tongue. The grinding became harder and faster as both grew closer to climax. And just as Kaiba could feel it with in his grasp he felt himself make contact with something hard.
His bedroom floor, to be precise.
Along with the sheets moist with sweat wound around his legs.
Katsuya was no where to be seen. The only thing that had remained as it had been was Kaiba's painful arousal.
He angrily kicked off the sheets, bumping his head on his nightstand in the process, while cursing in every language he knew. Slowly, Seto rose to his feet, staggering only slightly in the fogginess of having just awoken. He walked into the bathroom that was connected to his room and turned the shower on full blast with the knob as far on cold as it would go. He waited for the water to be ready before he submerged himself in the icy temperature. Finally after a few minutes of the cold onslaught, he was himself again...only shivering and wet.
Seto wrapped a towel around himself and sighed dispiritedly. 'What the hell was that? I just had a wet dream about that mutt! An extremely vivid, tangible, erotic, amazing...' Seto stopped and turned the cold water back on, hopped in for a second time and then right back out. He leaned his back against the wall and slid down. 'Just thinking about it is getting me aroused again. That's the only dream like that I have ever had that had been so...real. But it's Jounouchi damn it!'
A mental image of Katsuya beneath him, moaning and gasping loudly with little beads of sweat trickling down his flushed cheeks flashed through Seto's mind. Seto shuddered and bent his head back. The cold showers weren't helping him at all and he couldn't think straight with those thoughts and desires coursing through him. Tentatively, he reached his hand down and touched himself. All other dreams he had ever had could always be cured with a blast of cold water. But this one was different.
"Damn mutt..." He gasped as he continued to pump. He closed his eyes tightly and his breathing hitched. He could see it so clearly. It wasn't his hand doing this, it was Katsuya's. He could see the puppy on his knees rubbing him, a hopeful and hungry glint in the brown eyes. He imagined that Katsuya had started to kiss and nip at his neck as well. Seto bit his lip so he didn't moan too loudly.
It didn't work.
***
"Damn it, Mokuba would you quit giggling!" Seto growled over the dining room table.
Mokuba cleaned some of his orange juice off his chin. It had dribbled out when he was laughing. "It's your own fault, you know." Mokuba said. "You really should lock your bathroom door."
"And you shouldn't come in without knocking!"
"I thought you were in pain!"
"Well obviously I wasn't." Seto snapped.
*FLASHBACK*
Seto's pumps were more frantic as he neared his climax. A loud, throaty moan escaped him as he released. He staggered to his feet and washed his hands; he wanted to at least get the smell off himself. His eyes were still clouded over. As soon as he wrapped the towel back around his waist the door flung open.
Seto whirled around and saw his brother standing in the doorway.
"Seto! Are you okay?! I heard moaning..." Mokuba's words died on his lips as he caught sight of Seto's red cheeks and he felt the cool dampness of the air. His eyes widened dramatically as realization hit him. The boy was silent for a moment, then he suddenly collapsed to the ground, laughing at his brother.
*END FLASHBACK*
"So Seto," Mokuba grinned. "Was it Jou?"
"Shut up and eat your breakfast." Seto snarled at him.
"Aw, come on! You can tell me! You told me when Jou kissed you-"
"This is hardly the same." Seto cut in.
Mokuba's eyes gleamed with triumph. "It was Jou. Thought so."
Seto grunted and flicked newspaper page sharply. He wasn't really reading it, he just didn't want Mokuba to see how embarrassed he was becoming. Seto did not become embarrassed. It wasn't something he did. But...since Katsuya...
"Did you ask him out last night?" Mokuba asked, totally unbothered with the paper wall between them. "That's why I went up to bed early, you know."
"I know. I also know that there is no girl in your class that asked you out- you would have told me if there was. You only said that to find out if the puppy was seeing someone."
"Yeah, for you. Now did you ask him out or not?" Mokuba asked again. He seemed a little agitated that Seto had dodged the question.
"I didn't." Seto replied. "I'm not interested him."
Mokuba leaned across the kitchen table and pulled the paper down. "Yes you are! And you know it. The way you looked when he was here...you like him." Seto rolled his eyes. "And do I need to remind you of what happened this morning?"
"It wasn't like that!" Seto protested. "It wasn't because I'm attracted to him--because I'm not!--It's because of that stupid dream! Just because it was about him doesn't mean a thing!"
Mokuba frowned. "You should just ask him out. You know he's interested in you from that kiss; mind you, you did go a lot farther than he did but that was only in your dreams-"
"Mokuba!" Seto snapped, his eyes wide. When the hell did his little brother start talking like that?! He would have to start previewing anything Mokuba watched on TV. "Would you be quiet?! Someone may hear you."
Mokuba twisted around in his chair. "Who?! There's no one here, Seto. It's. Five. A.M.!"
"You're right." Seto lifted the news paper back in front of his face. "It's too early. Go back to sleep."
Mokuba pulled the paper down again, this time ripping it. He glared unwaveringly into Seto's eyes. "Why are you so afraid?" Mokuba demanded. "What? Worried you'll finally be happy?"
***
"Hey Jou! I love your scarf, is it new?" Rika asked happily. That girl was nearly always happy. But it was nine AM on a Sunday, it wasn't normal for people to be perky that early.
"Um, yeah. I guess you could say that." Katsuya replied to the giddy redhead. He walked past her and hung up his coat and newly acquired scarf. He loved that scarf. He had slept with it the night before since it smelt so much like Seto.
Katsuya walked into the hot kitchen and was reaching for an apron out of the cupboard when Ansuko sighed loudly in disapproval, "Jou, I know you don't like your hat --none of us do- but you have to wear it. Sakura would have a fit, you know."
"My hat...?" Jou tentatively patted his head. "Oh! I must have left it at Kaiba's house."
Miho, who came into the conservation at the mention of Kaiba, raised her eyebrow. "You left it at his house? What did you do?" She chuckled. "Chuck it off on the door step?"
Jou shook his head. "No, I took it off inside after dinner."
Rika had suddenly became interested in the conversation as well and exclaimed, "You ate dinner there?! With Kaiba Seto?!"
"Well...yeah. Since Sakura gave them two pizzas instead of one, I got invited to eat with them by Mokuba."
"That's his little brother." Rika told the other two girls.
"Oh, I know!" Miho said, smiling with sparkly eyes. "He's such a little cutie."
Ansuko nodded in agreement, "So you ate with the two of them?"
"Well, I ate the pizza with the two of them. Then Mokuba went to bed so it was just me and Kaiba."
The girls fell silent for moment. Rika opened her mouth, then closed it, then tried again. "You were alone with Kaiba Seto?"
"Yeah-"
"And let me guess. After that the two of you took a romantic stroll to park?" Ansuko joked, rolling her eyes.
"No, we went to my house..."
Ansuko's eyebrows shot up to her hair line.
Rika clapped her hand over mouth and let out a muffled, "Oh my God...!"
Miho slapped him on the arm and screeched, "JOU! YOU PERVERT!!"
"OW! Wa-wait! It wasn't like that!! He just walked me home, that's all!" Katsuya explained, rubbing his arm.
"He walked you home? Last night?" Ansuko said doubtfully. "But it was so cold..."
"Yeah, I know, that's why I got the scarf from him-"
"He let you wear his scarf?!" Rika asked in a jealous whisper.
"Well, actually, he gave it to me-" They glared bitterly at him. "I was cold!" He responded defensively.
Miho threw her hand in the air. "I knew I should have gone and delivered to him!"
"Look, it's not like I even wanted to go! If you remember correctly Sakura was the one who decided, not me. I bet I was the last person Kaiba wanted to see after being snowed in at Kaiba Corp with me all night!"
Ansuko's eye twitched. "You were alone with him for an entire night?"
The girls looked at him expectantly, their eyes glittering murderously. Katsuya gulped and slowly backed away.
***
Seto flipped the page of the newspaper angrily. He had taped it up after Mokuba ripped it. But Mokuba ripping it was not the cause of his anger. It was what Mokuba had said.
'He doesn't know what's going on in my head. Hell, I don't even know. I used to. But then that damn mutt decided to...damn mutt.' He flicked the page again. He hadn't even read two words on it. 'Acting as if nothing happened when I know something did. He thought I was asleep! He was trying to take advantage of me! Bastard. I should have hit him. I should have beaten him within an inch of his life...or an inch past.'
Seto sighed and threw the paper on the table, no longer interested in pretending to read. He rested his chin in his palm and stared at specks of dust in the air. 'Why didn't I at least push him away? I could have. I easily could have. But I didn't. I just let him kiss me. And last night, on this couch, I just moved. I didn't push him. And then I practically comforted him. What the hell is wrong with me?'
Kaiba jumped a little as he heard the door bell. Shaking his head in a vain attempt to get his thoughts together, Seto got up and answered the door.
And there he was. Jounouchi Katsuya. He was wearing his winter coat unzipped and Seto's blue scarf. The one Seto had taken off himself and so tenderly put around Jou's neck. Once more Seto silently asked what the hell was wrong with him. Katsuya looked up at the taller boy through his bangs and Seto knew the puppy expected him to speak.
"It's you again." Said Seto with as much disdain as he could muster.
"Yeah, hello to you too."
Seto huffed. He really didn't want to see the puppy right then. He wanted to deal with his internal problem first, then he could move on to the mutt. He had already decided that despite all rational logic, the two problems were not related. "What do you--is that tomato sauce?" He pointed to the red stain he saw on Katsuya's shirt.
"Yeah..." Katsuya sighed, a light blush setting into his cheeks. Seto nearly smiled at how easily the boy blushed, but caught himself. The puppy continued in a more hurried pace. "Look, I left my hat here last night."
Seto sneered. "You mean that thing with the pizza spring board?"
"Yes, I mean that thing with the pizza spring board." Katsuya glowered. "It's part of the uniform and I have to wear it."
"We wouldn't want you losing your precious job, now would we?" Seto stepped aside so Jou could enter. "After all, they seem to be the only establishment idiotic enough to hire you."
Katsuya got on his knees and looked beneath the couch and replied monotonously, "Oh ha ha, Kaiba. So funny." He then did a half smile, half grimace. "Here it is!" He pulled the hat out and shoved it onto his head.
Seto chuckled at him. "You really should get a smaller hat. That one practically cover your eyes...makes you look even more like a puppy."
Katsuya flushed again. "Shut up."
"JOU!" Mokuba screamed in surprise as he came down the stairs. "What are you doing here?"
Katsuya smiled at the boy. "I was just getting my hat and now I'm-"
"He's leaving." Seto said sharply.
"R-right." Jou stammered in agreement.
"NO!" Mokuba yelled. His eyes flickered over to his brother. "You can't leave! Stay a while, we'll get you something to eat." He grabbed the front of Jou's shirt to lead him to the kitchen but instantly let go and looked at his now red hand. "Ewww...is this spaghetti sauce?"
Jou shook his head. "No, its tomato sauce."
"Oh...how'd you get tomato sauce on yourself?"
"I didn't. The girls I work with sort of got a little, er, upset with me." Katsuya grinned impishly.
Mokuba cocked his head to the side. "Over what?"
Seto looked at Katsuya, suddenly interested. "Yes, puppy. Over what?"
Jou cheeks tinted. "You, actually. They were jealous that I ate here. And that you walked me home, and then there's the whole scarf thing..."
"Scarf thing?" Mokuba interrupted curiously.
"When we were walking to my home I got cold and your brother gave me his scarf to wear. He let me keep it too, which is good, it's really warm." He turned to Seto. "Um, thanks again, Kaiba."
Seto shrugged. "Uh huh...whatever." He was well aware that Mokuba was watching for a reaction and he hoped that he hadn't done anything to imply his brother's opinions were accurate.
The little boy smirked, but changed almost immediately back into his innocent mode. "You should stay for a while. I just got this new DVD. We could all watch it," He looked between Seto and Katsuya, "Together."
"But I have work..." Jou objected. Seto didn't imagine the puppy was all too keen to return there at the moment.
"Well there are other people there, right? And besides, it's Sunday, I don't imagine you get as many customers on Sunday."
"Yeah, but I can't just take off. I'll get fired! I need the money!"
"What do you need this money for anyway?" Seto questioned. "You practically begged me for a job."
"I didn't practically beg you for a job. I totally begged you. And I need it to pay off a credit card bill."
"What did you buy?"
Katsuya was saved from answering by a phone being shoved beneath his nose.
"Here!" Mokuba said excitedly. "Call them and say you're staying here."
Seto glared at Mokuba but the puppy did not perceive the action. Even so, he turned to him and silently asked if it was all right. Seto nodded his consent.
Mokuba grinned ear to ear with triumph.
Seto attempted to look unconcerned with the going ons, but he strained his ears to hear anyway.
"Hello this is Pizza Planet, Miho speaking. How may I help you?"
"Hey Miho, it's me, Jou."
"Oh...what do you want? Couldn't find your hat?"
"I found it, but, um, how many people are working today?"
"Nine. We over scheduled. Why?"
"Would it be okay if I didn't come back?"
"Are you quitting?!" The girl sputtered on the other end. "Jou we're sorry! We really do like you! Really!"
Jou chuckled into the receiver. "I'm not quitting." He assured her. "I just think I may stay over at Kaiba's and watch a movie with them."
There was silence on the other end before it was abruptly broken by the girl yelling, "I HATE YOU, JOU!!" And she slammed the phone down. But it seemed that she had missed, and had to do it again.
Katsuya flinched at each bang.
"So," Seto pretended to not know what had been said. He didn't want the puppy thinking he cared. "What did they say?"
"I think I can stay." Said Katsuya slowly, barely hiding the smile behind his lips.
Seto frowned at him, but his eyes glittered with a quiet teasing. "You know mutt, it's one thing for you to come into my office soaking from snow, however I do not want my entire house smelling of tomato sauce."
"What do you expect me to do?" Katsuya asked in a falsely agitated voice, his eyes were teasing as well. "Take a shower? I don't exactly know where your bathroom is, you know."
"Sure you do. You were in there just this morning." Mokuba muttered so softly only Seto could hear him.
Seto glared murderously at his little brother.
"What did you say?" Jou asked with a confused look.
"Nothing." Seto answered quickly for his brother. "And what I meant is that you should change your shirt. I have some clothes in my room you could wear."
***
Jou stood in Seto's room practically bursting with excitement. 'I'm in Seto's bedroom! Sure, it's just for a shirt, but...I'm in his bedroom! I better not tell the girls at work...they may attack me.
The room was easily three times as large as Katsuya's and had an elegant and wistful feel to it. The walls were a deep blue and bordered in silver. The floor was hardwood and there was an oriental rug in the middle whose colors complemented the walls'. There was a huge window with thick curtains, obviously to keep out the sunlight. A door was on the side of one wall; Katsuya assumed that it lead to a bathroom. There was a dresser and a desk both made out of the same type of wood, a beautifully dark mahogany. Pressed against a wall was the bed. It was a king sized, had four posts and was made of the same mahogany wood. Draping from the top were sheer hangings. The hangings and the coloring of the wood made the bed appear very romantic. Katsuya snuck a shy glance at Seto. He had never thought that Seto was the romantic type, but suddenly he could imagine that bed sprinkled with roses, like some old romance novel cliché. But if it was with Seto, he didn't really see how he could mind.
The taller boy was opening up his closet and riffling through his wide assortment of clothes. He pulled out a forest green cotton pull over. "Here." He said, handing it to Katsuya.
"Thanks," Jou smiled and brought it up to his face to smell pretending to just be looking it over carefully. He frowned. 'This has been washed, it doesn't really smell like him...'
"What? Don't like the color?" Seto asked him then explained, "You look sort of disappointed."
Katsuya smiled nervously. "Oh no, the color is great."
"Well?" Seto said impatiently. "Aren't you going to put it on?"
'He wants me to change now? Right in front of him?!' Jou all but rolled his eyes. 'What's with me? The guy already held me when we both had our shirts off. Of course, we weren't in his bedroom then...'
Katsuya nodded and speedily pulled his shirt off and slipped on Kaiba's. The long sleeve shirt was surprisingly warm and its insides were very soft against his skin. The sleeves draped over his knuckles and it was loose around the chest.
Seto looked at him and sneered, "For as much as you eat you sure are skinny, puppy." Seto walked closer and put his hands on the sides Katsuya's chest and pulled the shirt out gently. "Hmm, I guess I didn't realize just how small you were when I was holding you."
"I'm not that small." Katsuya protested weakly. He couldn't speak very forcefully with Seto that close.
Seto brought the shirt back in and let his hands touch Katsuya, then slid them slowly down to the other boy's waist. The blonde's breathing became more erratic and his face was stained a bright crimson.
Seto promptly drew back, his eyes gazing at the ground. "Well come on," He said. "I'm sure Mokuba is waiting."
Katsuya gulped quietly, but agreed and followed him out.
***
Seto lead Jou into the TV room. It was a small room, in comparison to the other rooms at least. There was a big screen TV with a game console on top of it against one wall. Various video games littered the ground, all belonging to Mokuba. Seto really wasn't very good at video games and his brother would crush him within minutes. Mokuba was already lounging in the oversized chair, his feet propped up on the armrest. That left just the couch for Seto and Katsuya. It wasn't like the couch in the living room, it was smaller and only two people could fit comfortably on it.
A love seat. Seto decided to ignore the implication the name provided.
Seto knew Mokuba had done that on purpose. Katsuya, however, didn't seem to notice at first. He was too awestruck by the television and diverse gaming systems.
Seto placed the DVD in and took his seat on the sofa. Katsuya faltered slightly, suddenly comprehending that he and Seto would be very close to each other. Katsuya sat next him, his body was rigid in obvious tenseness and Seto wondered if the boy was thinking about kissing him again.
Seto was too preoccupied with his own thoughts to pay any attention to the movie. 'I touched him. I pulled on the shirt to see how big it was on him, that's understandable. But, then I touched him, I slid my hands down his sides...what was I thinking?! Why would I do that? And the color. I spent so long looking for that shirt because I knew it would complement his eyes. Why the hell would I even notice that it complemented his eyes?!' Seto took his eyes off Katsuya and glimpsed briefly at Mokuba. 'I'm not afraid of being happy. I'm not. The puppy couldn't make me happy.' Seto stared at Katsuya again. 'He..he couldn't. At least, I don't think he cou...oh God, I need to get away from him.'
Seto made no effort to make good on his silent decision.
Jou's honey eyes widened at the screen followed by a disgusted and frightened look on his face and he inched farther from the TV set and towards Seto until their shoulders were pressed together. Seto tried to ignore the puppy. Then he noticed something about the way the light hit Katsuya. 'It sort of makes his hair shimmer. Like diamonds. It's pretty.' Seto thought fleetingly about how the hair felt against him in Kaiba Corp. 'It's so soft. And silky. I wonder if he would think that about my hair?'
Katsuya was transfixed with the TV and he wore a confused look about him, then recoiled and flung his arms around Seto's neck, ducking his head into Seto's chest. Seto took in a sharp breath of surprise at the blonde's sudden movement. It reminded Seto a little of the hug he had received last night from Katsuya.
"It's just a movie, puppy." Seto told him tauntingly. Jou shook his head against Seto, inadvertently getting closer to him. Seto bit his lip lightly. What Katsuya was doing wasn't all that bad.
"So? Did you see that?! That guy just got his head sliced in half!!" Jou shivered, but looked shyly back to the screen, only to hide himself in Seto again.
Seto caught Mokuba's glance. His brother had his eyebrows raised at him, a small smirk on his face. Seto shifted to put a little distance between him and Jou, but not enough to stop the physical contact the other boy wanted. 'It's not as if I want to keep touching, the puppy is just afraid, so...this isn't because of me. It isn't!'
Mokuba picked up on Seto's minimal movement and rolled his eyes.
***
'Mmm...cinnamon...' Katsuya thought as he clung even tighter to Seto.
He had seen the movie about four times before, he knew it practically line for line, and he had pretty much figured out how they did all the scenes. Of course, Kaiba didn't know that. As far as Seto knew, Katsuya was terrified out of his mind, hence the blonde hugging him as if his very life depended on it. Katsuya had almost told them that he had seen the movie before, but when he saw that he and Seto were to share the sofa, he decided to remain silent.
Who was he to ignore an opportunity when one presented itself so nicely?
It wasn't every day that he had a legitimate, or nearly legitimate, excuse to be hanging on his crush. He looked at the screen and waited with a hint of impatience for someone else to be hacked at so he could bury his face into Seto's shirt again.
Katsuya felt the side of him temples burning. Seto was staring at him again. He had been doing that a lot during the movie, though Katsuya really didn't understand why. If Seto had just waited to start staring at him till after Katsuya began hugging him, that would have made sense. But he hadn't.
Katsuya looked back at the screen and almost smiled. 'It's coming up. The worst scene of all. Maybe I could somehow convince Seto that kissing would calm me down...'
The scene came and just as Katsuya was preparing to give a small gasp and crush his lips to Kaiba's, he noticed that all the blood had drained out of the other boy's face.
Katsuya giggled softly. "It's just a movie, Kaiba." He teased.
"Shut up." Seto replied as his color slowly returned.
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Poor Seto, he's all confused. Hee hee, sneaky Katsuya ^_^ This chapter wasn't supposed to be this long, I wanted a nice, short five pager update! Sigh. Oh well.
Review Please!!
~~If anyone could tell me the names of any good shounen ai or yaoi (not overly hard...I'm more of a romance/humor type person) mangas that are in English, please tell me!! I already know Demon Diary, FAKE, and Gravitation, but if you can think of others tell me please!!~~
And once again I ask if any of you know ANY thing about Rash! Love Like Tide manga (such as where I can buy it and if it even comes in English) PLEASE tell me!
