It's here! It's late, but it's here! Chapter 10!! And it's long...again. 18
pages...it wasn't supposed to be long. Oh well. I've been really busy and
was plaqued by a small bout of writer's block for the begining. I'm very
sorry. Hopefully the other chapters will be out sooner.
*~*If the chapter nine you read was this short, nothing chapter, GO BACK!! It was replaced with the CORRECT chapter!*~*
I would like to thank all the reviewers who stuck by me despite the long wait for chapters. I really appreciate it!
{Oh, and I call Katsuya by Katsuya because that's his given name. Jounouchi is his family name. I figure Jou is just a nickname so that's why only his friends call him that.}
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I just kidnap the characters!
WARNING: This story includes YAOI which is BOY/BOY relationships! If you have a problem with this sort of thing DO NOT READ THIS!!!
"speaking"
'thoughts'
*** Character change, time lapse, you get the picture
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Chapter 10
The door closed softly behind Seto as he entered into the silent house. His eyes darted to the clock on the far wall: 10 O'clock. His date had been that long? It didn't seem like it.
Seto began to hang his coat up when a sudden noise caused him to jump.
"About time you got home."
He spun around to face his smaller brother. Mokuba was sitting on the staircase watching him. He was wearing his pajamas and a green bathrobe and had a smirk placed lightly on his lips. "What took so long?" He asked sweetly.
Seto recovered from the surprise. He really should have suspected the boy would be waiting up for him. "Dates take time, Mokuba."
Mokuba nodded. His smirk widened. "What happened to your hair, Seto? It's all messy."
Memories of Katsuya pushing himself against Seto, moaning into his mouth, and running his fingers through his dark hair came flooding to Seto's mind. "It's windy outside." He mumbled.
"Right." Mokuba said, drawing the word out. "It's windy! Of course it is! There's no other explanation!" Seto's eyes narrowed at his brother's sarcastic tone. "Except for Jou, that is..."
"Get to bed, Mokuba." Seto told him, trying not to blush. He couldn't stop the thoughts of him and Katsuya kissing!
And doing things they yet to do.
Seto felt as if he would die. He wanted to kiss Katsuya again. Just once more that night, and then he could sleep peacefully. Lips against lips, his hands slowly moving beneath Katsuya's shirt, caressing the silky skin that had at one time been pressed so close against his, the other's breathing increasing and heart racing, him pulling the puppy on to his lap and slowly-
"SETO!!"
He snapped out of his thoughts. Mokuba gave him a peculiar look. "Um, what, Mokuba?"
"I asked if you were okay. You were kinda...dazed."
"I'm fine." He said quickly. "I was just thinking about...things."
Mokuba grinned. "Jou things?"
Seto cleared his throat and directed his brother up the stairs. "It's late and we have school in the morning."
"You're just doing this to change the subject." Mokuba pouted.
"Nonsense." He said as Mokuba entered into his bedroom. "This is for your well-being."
"I bet." The small boy rolled his eyes and closed his door.
Seto walked a little way down the hall to his room and as he climbed into bed, he had only one thought on his mind.
'I wonder what the puppy is doing...'
***
A disappointed sigh escaped Katsuya's lips. He tied the sash to his plaid, terry cloth robe tightly around his waist. Water droplets still hung from the tips of his golden hair.
Cold water droplets, that is.
'Damn Kaiba...' He thought bitterly as he made his way back in the living room and flicked the TV on. 'He just had to leave right then. He couldn't have stayed a little bit longer so he and I could've...I don't know. Maybe nothing would've happened. Or maybe...'
Katsuya was torn out of his own pondering by three, insistent knocks at the door.
Slowly, he rose to his feet grumbling beneath his breath. He wasn't in the best of moods. All Seto's fault. "Coming!" He called out.
He opened the door, prepared to tell whoever the hell it was to fuck off and leave him alone, when his jaw dropped and he gawked in disbelief at the person in his hallway.
"You're robe is open." Seto stated in a bemused way. Katsuya blushed furiously and tied it back up, wondering idly how the knot had come undone so quickly.
"Um, c-come on in." He stuttered and went back to the couch. Seto followed him, and Katsuya could feel the taller boy's eyes studying him.
"You're all wet." Seto said, looking at him sideways.
"Just took a shower." Katsuya answered.
"What kind?"
"What do you mean 'what kind'?" He laughed uncomfortably, moving away from Seto a bit. The other boy was sitting very close to him and all he had on was that robe. "Do you put showers in categories or something?"
"Yes, regular and cold." Seto smirked knowingly. "And I don't think your water was very warm."
Katsuya inwardly cursed at himself for blushing again.
"So what if it wasn't?" Katsuya asked defensively and stared at his hands. He had no desire to see that arrogant, yet pretty, glimmer in Seto's eyes.
If he just ignored Seto's insinuations, he'd drop the question.
"Why did you come back?" Katsuya asked, desperate for a change of subject. "I thought you were going h-"
Seto cut him off by grasping onto his shoulders tightly and pushing him down on the couch. He rearranged himself so he could straddle the blonde.
"Wha-what are you doing?!"
Seto lowered his head so his lips would brush against Katsuya's as he spoke. "Let's have sex." He suggested, watching Katsuya through lustful eyes.
Katsuya said nothing. Absolutely nothing. He couldn't so much as string together a coherent thought let alone an actual, out loud sentence. So instead he just opened his mouth and hoped that eventually his vocal cords would remember how to work.
Seto chuckled at his reaction. "Why so nervous, puppy?"
Jou closed his mouth, then opened it again. Still no sound.
The blue in Seto's eyes darkened to the shade they were earlier that night when Seto had him pinned against the wall. "I want you." He growled, his eyes watching Katsuya hungrily. "And I know you want me."
Seto's hands pushed back the robe and his warm mouth descended on Katsuya's bare chest. Jou moaned and arched into the sensation.
"Is this it?" Seto asked against the still moist skin. "Is this what you want me to do to you? To relieve your frustration?"
"Yes!" Katsuya urgently whispered with a tone pleading continuation. "More...I want you to--OW!!"
A hard, bony elbow prodded sharply into his ribs, jarred Katsuya into reality.
He turned to face his assailant and found a set of large, purple eyes peering worriedly at him.
"You fell asleep." Yuugi mouthed to him. "The teacher is already upset that you got off scot-free yesterday." He then shot his friend a small smile. "No need to give her even more reason to dislike you, right?"
Katsuya nodded weakly and turned back around. 'Why then?! Why the hell did Yuugi have to wake me then?! It was getting so good!!'
"Katsuya!" He heard a voice hiss at him.
"What?" He mouthed at Seto, watching the teacher out of the corner of his eye.
"Are you okay?"
Katsuya looked at him oddly. "Yeah...why wouldn't I be okay?"
"I thought you were having a nightmare," Seto mouthed back as a gentle blush crept into his cheeks. "You were moaning."
Katsuya blanched. He had started to moan?! He silently thanked Yuugi for waking him. Had the dream continued in the direction it was headed, Katsuya would've been doing more than just moaning.
"I'm okay. It was nothing."
"Are you sure?"
Jou nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than Seto to stop looking at him. He didn't even know it was possible for a human being to become so red.
Seto spared him one last curious look, before his focus returned to the open book on his desk. Katsuya tried to pay attention to the teacher, but she began to ramble on about imaginary numbers. Honestly, what is the point of knowing about numbers that don't even exist? So instead of listening to her, he watched Seto.
The boy's brown hair fell into his face, delicately caressing his face, and his pretty blue eyes scanned the page he was reading with detached interest. 'He's always reading...maybe I should start reading. We could discuss the book or something.' Seto pushed his hair back. 'He has soft hair. And he smells really good. I wonder what the teacher would do if I leaned across the aisle and ran my fingers through his hair? Or if I hugged him? Or if I kissed him? Or if I-'
Seto's book fell off his desk. Or to be more precise, Seto "accidentally" threw the book on the ground. He leaned down to retrieve, getting close to Jou in the process.
"Quit staring at me, puppy." Seto told him in an amused laced whisper.
"I-I wasn't staring!" Jou whispered back.
Seto rolled his eyes. "Of course you weren't. My mistake."
Katsuya opened his mouth to retort angrily when a crumpled piece of paper landed on his desk. He glanced up at the teacher to make sure she wasn't looking in his direction before he unfolded it.
It was from Ryou. Katsuya could instantly tell because of the neat handwriting. The only person who had neater penmanship was Seto; just one of the many random things he had learned from watching the other boy.
The writing in the note looked a little rushed and read, 'How was you date with Kaiba? Was he nice? Where'd you go? Did you kiss? I want details! -Ryou'
Jou chuckled. He was right, Ryou really was his most effeminate friend.
***
"So? What happened?!" Ryou asked in an excited whisper.
Katsuya deposited a few books in his locker. He didn't bother to keep his voice low. They were pretty much the only people in the hall. "We ran off to City Hall and got hitched. I tried to call you, but you never answered your phone. You really should think about getting a phone line in the bedroom with all the time you and Bakura spend in there."
Ryou blushed. "Ha ha. Now tell me what happened!"
Katsuya closed his locker door and gave the lock dial a spin. "We went out on a date, Ryou. End of story."
Ryou frowned, clearly not satisfied with Jou's response. "Where did you go? Dinner? A club?"
"The park. We went to hear the musicians there."
"That's sweet. So," Ryou's smile converted into a wicked smirk, something he had acquired from spending far too much time with Bakura. "Did you and Boy Toy kiss?"
Katsuya's cheeks tinted and he wrinkled up his nose. "That's none of your business."
The pale boy nodded slowly. "So you did kiss him."
Katsuya sighed. "Yeah, we kissed." Katsuya then added mentally, 'And he's really good at it, too!'
"Are you going to go out with him again?"
A smile spread across his face. "Yeah, soon I hope."
Ryou looked cheerfully at his friend. "Come on. The others are probably wondering where we are."
"Actually, I'm not going to lunch today."
Ryou's eyes widened considerably. "You're skipping lunch?! But you're...you."
"I didn't say I wasn't going to eat." Jou told him. "I'm just going to find Seto and eat with him."
"Oh." Ryou said. "Okay then, have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Katsuya looked at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I dunno, Ryou. Are the bathroom stalls really big enough for that sort of thing?"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, WE MADE IT HOME BEFORE ANYTHING HAPPENED!!"
***
Seto swirled the spoon in his strawberry yogurt absent-mindedly. The book he was reading wasn't really that interesting, but it was better than listening to the senseless prattle of his peers.
"Hey."
Seto snapped his head up at the speaker, he hadn't even heard anyone coming.
"Figured you might want some company." Katsuya grinned at him.
"I suppose I don't mind." Seto replied coolly, trying not to show just how happy it made him that Katsuya was there with him. He couldn't help it. There was just something about the blonde that he couldn't put his finger on. But that wasn't important.
All that was important was that Katsuya was sitting close to him.
"That's all you're eating again?" Katsuya frowned at him.
"It's good. Haven't you ever had yogurt before?"
"Yeah, but we don't exactly get along. Somehow I always end up with some of it on me."
Seto quelled a sudden daydream of him pouring his yogurt on Katsuya and licking it off with his tongue.
"So..." Katsuya began slowly, obviously noticing the look Seto had given him when the thought had entered his mind. "Um...what did you do last night after you left?"
Seto set the yogurt down and sighed. "I went home. Mokuba had been waiting up for me. He wanted to know everything that happened."
"Mokuba knows?!"
"He noticed I was acting differently after we were snowed in, and then when you came by the house and he saw how I reacted. He just put two and two together. That's why he invited you to stay so often. He was trying to force me into admitting to you that I liked you." Seto hesitated. "I suppose I should be grateful for his interference. Have you told anyone?"
"Well, yeah. I mean Mrs. Shindou knows. And..." Katsuya trailed off mumbling something unintelligible.
Seto cocked his head the side. "Who else?"
"...Ryou."
"Ryou? As in Bakura's Ryou?!" He asked, suddenly feeling panicked. He knew the tomb robber well enough to know that if he discovered anything about Seto's personal life that he would surely use it to his advantage. Images of blackmail letters demanding account numbers danced in Seto's head. He wouldn't put it pass the psychopath to kidnap the puppy for a ransom.
Bastard.
If anyone was going to tie Katsuya up, it would be him! Not some Egyptian nutcase!
"Yeah, but Bakura doesn't know!" Katsuya assured him. "Really, if he knew then he'd be in here teasing the hell out of you. Unless him and Ryou are getting it on someplace..."
Seto grimaced. "Don't put that picture in my mind."
Katsuya giggled. "Sorry. What are you reading now?" He asked, surveying Seto's opened book.
"Animal Farm."
"Animal Farm?" Katsuya repeated with a puzzled look. "Is it funny?"
"It's about communism, puppy."
"Oh." Katsuya blushed, clearly embarrassed by what he said. "You like it?"
Seto shrugged. "It's all right. I've read better. I read it a few years ago, but this was the only thing I could find this mor-"
"Kiss me."
Seto blinked in surprise at Katsuya's brash interruption. "Rather demanding, aren't you? Suppose I don't want to kiss you?"
A mischievous smirk appeared on Katsuya's face. "Liar." He accused, then jumped Seto, knocking both boys to floor.
Seto rubbed the back of his head, feeling extremely relieved that the floor was carpeted. He glared up at Katsuya who had seated himself on top of his stomach. "Did you have to pull us down to the floor?"
The puppy smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "Uh huh!" He pressed his lips against Seto's.
Seto lifted his head as far from the floor as he could to create more pressure between their mouths. He nipped at Katsuya's lips softly until the blonde opened his mouth for him which Seto promptly took advantage of. He ran the tip of his tongue across the top of the other boy's, delighting silently in the taste that was uniquely Katsuya.
And then the puppy did it. The very same thing that he had done the night before. It made Seto moan and unintentionally buck his hips. Katsuya was sucking on his tongue. A simple act, he knew, but something about that just sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body and thoughts of Katsuya's hot mouth sucking something else.
It made the close contact that much more unbearable, yet indescribably perfect.
Katsuya, much to Seto's displeasure, broke the kiss for air. He grinned teasingly down at Seto. "You're right. Yogurt is good."
"Glad you like it." He replied, staring a Katsuya's chest.
Katsuya gazed down at Seto and smirked mischievously. "I could get used to being on top."
"Don't even think about it." Seto warned him. Kaiba Seto wasn't anyone's uke.
Then again, Jounouchi Katsuya wasn't just anyone...
"No." He said aloud in part to repeat his refusal to Jou and in part to end his own mental banter.
Katsuya clasped his hands around Seto's wrists and pressed them to the floor, trapping the taller boy. He cocked an eyebrow. "For someone who doesn't like being on the bottom, you sure aren't putting up much of a fight."
Seto glared at him, but in a playful way. Truth be told, Katsuya being aggressive was very seductive. The puppy leaned down and huskily whispered. "You know, you make me so-"
"JOUNOUCHI GET OFF HIM!!"
Katsuya jumped in surprise and consequently knocked the wind out of Seto.
"I SAID OFF, JOUNOUCHI!"
The blonde scrambled off, his eyes wide and face red.
The booming voice had come from none other than Principal Nagasaki. He stood at the door, his hands on fisted and his face had grown maroon from yelling. His eyes darted between the boys. He took a deep breath, presumably to pacify his nerves.
"You two," He said as he turned sharply around. "Follow me."
Seto glanced over at Katsuya who had sprung to his feet and was chewing on his lip nervously.
The walk to the office was quiet. Not a word was spoken between any of them. Katsuya did continue to send Seto silent looks of confusion, embarrassment, and apprehension. Seto considered giving Katsuya a short, comforting peck to ease him. Then realized that the kiss would probably just wind the other boy up more and knew that the real reason he had even considered kissing him then was just for the sake of kissing him.
Seto spent the rest of the walk trying to figure out when the hell he had turned into a stereotypical hormone driven teenage boy.
"Sit." The principal ordered after they entered his office. He closed the door behind them and then took his seat behind his desk and tapped a few times on his keyboard.
"Now," He said to them, not taking his eyes off the screen. "We can move Kaiba into a later math time and I'm sure I can find someone willing to trade Japanese class times with-"
"Wait!" Jou interrupted him.
"What?" He huffed.
"You can't change the schedules. I did exactly as you said!"
Mr. Nagasaki took his hands away from the computer abruptly and glared angrily at Katsuya. "No you didn't." He hissed. "I told you yesterday-- yesterday!--that if you two fought anymore that I would be separating the both of you. But did you listen? NO! YOU DECIDED TO GO ALONG WITH YOUR OWN PLANS AND IGNORE ME!"
"BUT WE WEREN'T FIGHTING!" Jou yelled back.
"Oh really?!" The man said sarcastically. "Then what were you doing?"
"Uh..." Katsuya had a lost look plastered to his face. "We were...um...I FELL!!"
Nagasaki and Seto both raised an eyebrow at him, watching expectantly for him to elaborate.
"Yeah, that's it!" He smiled proudly. "I fell and Kaiba went down with me!"
Mr. Nagasaki didn't say anything for a moment, he just sat there blinking calmly at Katsuya. Then replied, "That's possibly the most pathetic lie anyone has ever told me, Jounouchi. Congratulations."
"If I may, sir," Seto interjected before Jou could respond. "I would like to explain what happened."
"Thank you, Kaiba." Nagasaki nodded to him. "It's good that at least one of you is mature."
"He's just as immature as I am." Katsuya grumbled under his breath.
"He was telling the truth when he said we weren't fighting."
Katsuya started in his seat and watched him carefully.
Mr. Nagasaki frowned. "What do you mean you weren't fighting? He had you pinned by your wrists to the grou-"
"There's a reasonable explanation for that."
The old man looked at him doubtfully. "And that would be...?"
"We were kissing."
All the color left Mr. Nagasaki's face while Katsuya's face flared bright red. The blonde opened his mouth, but couldn't seem to be able to form a sound.
"You two were...making out?!" The principal had whispered the last part in shock.
"Not really." Seto shrugged nonchalantly. "You interrupted us before much could happen."
"Seto!"
Seto looked at Katsuya in an exasperated way. "What? I couldn't think of any believable lie, so I figured it would be in our best interest to simply tell the truth."
"I can't believe this..." Mr. Nagasaki said, he still looked stunned. "I had suspicions about Jounouchi, but you?...Oh my..."
Curtly, Seto stood up. "I think our conversation is over now. I'm going back to class." And he left the now pale Mr. Nagasaki behind him. Katsuya followed him numbly out of the office.
"What was that?!" Katsuya whispered demandingly once they were a safe distance from the office.
"What was what?" Seto asked calmly. "Did you want to be separated?"
Katsuya looked up at him sheepishly. "Well, no..."
"Then there's no problem."
"Yes, there is! You told him!"
"...You don't want anyone to know?" Seto didn't know why, but that concept really hurt him
"I didn't say that." Jou answered him. "It's just...no one knows. My only friend who knows is Ryou and my father is clueless. I just...I want to tell them myself."
"I understand." He said. Seto felt immensely relieved that that was all it was and Katsuya wasn't in some way reconsidering their relationship.
Seto didn't think he could handle that.
***
The cookie crunched loudly in Katsuya's mouth, instantly reminding him of how Seto tasted the other night. He groaned and fell back on his couch. He had been home for three hours and during that time had tried everything he could think of to get his mind off Seto.
It wasn't working.
He couldn't help but think of everything that had happened over the past two days. He couldn't stop thinking about Seto's sweet kiss. Or how his eyes would glitter when amused and darken when he wanted to kiss Katsuya. Or that little smile he would make and it almost seemed like he was the only one who could make Seto smile like that.
Katsuya frowned. 'He told Nagasaki we were just kissing. He didn't say anything about dating or being my boyfriend...is he my boyfriend? I mean, people go on dates and never consider themselves actually dating the other person.'
Katsuya brushed a few crumbs off his shirt absent-mindedly. 'Is that what's going on? Did he just say yes so I wouldn't annoy him anymore? I didn't bother him that much, did I?'
He smiled and shook his head. 'No...it can't be that. We kissed today. He wouldn't have done that if he wasn't interested in me.' A horrifying thought flitted into his mind. 'What if he's just playing with me? He came on to me really strong last night, but he did leave before we could do anything really serious...what the hell does he want?!'
He leapt to his feet, gritted his teeth together, and threw his cookie on the floor. "If that's all this is...I...I...'
Katsuya wiped his hand quickly over his eyes.
Damn cookies.
They were making his eyes water.
***
"You want something?"
Katsuya tried to smile at the curly haired blonde girl at the front desk despite her snippy tone. She was obviously angry at Jou's audacity of interrupting her in the middle of filing.
Her fingernails, that is.
"Hi!" Jou decided to ignore her rudeness. He figured since Seto was such a perfectionist, working for him probably wasn't easy. Not that Katsuya would know. Seto refused to hire him. He mentally noted that he would have to ask Seto why. "I want to see Kaiba Se-"
"He's busy." She snapped and returned to primping her nails.
"Could you tell him it's important?"
"Look." She said, watching him with even and disdainful eyes. "Mr. Kaiba is a very busy person. He doesn't have time for some street punk."
"Oh yeah?!" Katsuya replied, forgetting his original plan of being civil to the girl. "Well you just tell him this 'street punk's' name and he'll say I can come up!"
The girl looked back to her hand and snorted. "I doubt it."
Katsuya pointed at the phone. "Why don't you find out, then?"
"Go home, kid."
"Call him!" Katsuya challenged. "Go on, he'll be ticked that you didn't let me up immediately!"
She rolled her blue eyes, but dialed all the same.
"WHAT?!" Came an angry response from the other end.
"Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Kaiba, but there's someone here to see y-"
"Didn't I tell you I was busy?" He hissed at her. "Tell whoever it is to go away and return later in the week. I haven't got the time for it right now."
'NO!' Katsuya thought frantically. 'I have to see you now before I chicken out!!'
The girl smirked at Katsuya and continued speaking to Seto. "He's very adamant about se-"
"Then call security on the idiot."
"HEY, I'M NOT AN IDIOT!" He yelled in the direction of the phone.
Seto hesitated for a moment. "Katsuya?"
"Yeah."
"Let him up, Carol."
"It's Kari..."
"Whatever." Katsuya could picture Seto waving his hand in a dismissive fashion.
The girl regarded him suspiciously. "I...guess you can go up."
Katsuya gave her a mocking smirk and entered the elevator, muttering, "Bitch." under his breath.
***
The office was just as it had been last time Katsuya was in it. Except warmer, brighter, and Seto was fully clothed.
Katsuya couldn't help feeling disappointed at the last.
"Hey." He greeted awkwardly.
"Hello."
Jou could feel his heart thumping maddeningly against his chest. "If you have a lot of work I can just leave."
Seto shook his head. "No, it's okay."
"But you were telling that blonde girl you couldn't be disturbed." He continued, praying feebly that Seto would just let him leave.
It was a mistake going there.
"I only said I had so much work so she'd leave me alone. I actually haven't had anything to do all afternoon." Seto replied.
"Are you sure?" Jou asked. "Because I can go home. That's okay with me. Really."
"What's going on, puppy?"
"Huh?"
"I said what's going on. You were eager to get up here, now all you seem to want to do is leave."
Jou gulped and stepped forward. "What is this?" He blurted out.
Seto looked around the room, then back at Katsuya. "My office?"
Had the circumstances been different, Jou would have laughed at Seto's confused expression.
"No, I mean between us." Katsuya explained. "What is it? Am I your boyfriend or...not?"
Seto regarded Katsuya carefully before slowly responding. "What do you want to be?"
Katsuya frowned. Seto was not going to evade this question. He wouldn't allow it. "What do you want me to be?"
Seto's eyes drifted away from Katsuya's and down to his desk.
He said nothing.
"Oh." Katsuya said with quiet understanding. "I see...I'll-I'll just be going then." He turned around, not wanting Seto to see the tears that threatened to come.
'Don't cry...' a voice inside him whispered pleadingly. 'Not in front him.'
"Katsuya stop." Seto said. Jou could hear his chair being pushed back and the taller boy rising to his feet. "Don't go."
"Why shouldn't I?" He asked, silently applauding himself for his steady voice.
It was a pitying applause.
"Because." Seto answered simply.
"Because why?"
"Because I asked you to!" Seto snapped.
Katsuya could feel himself brighten at Seto's tone. He recognized it. It wasn't the angry or malicious snapping tone Seto sometimes used; it was the uncommon, embarrassed snap. He stood still and waited for Seto to finish.
"You are."
Katsuya turned around. Seto wasn't looking at him, rather he was intently focused on some papers laid out on his desk. The papers were blank, but Seto didn't seem to notice.
"Hm?" Katsuya prompted.
Seto's cheeks colored so lightly it was barely visible. "You are my boyfriend." He looked at Katsuya through his bangs. "Isn't that what I am to you?"
A smile spread across Katsuya's face. "Yeah."
"Why did you even have to ask me?"
Katsuya wasn't sure, but Seto almost sounded hurt.
"I didn't know how you felt..."
"I told you how I felt last night." His light blush had darkened.
"But today...you said we were just kissing. You didn't say anything about dating. I- I was afraid that you didn't want to date me and I was just..." Katsuya trailed off and picked up nervously, "...I really, really like you."
Seto's mouth didn't change, but his eyes softened. He moved from behind his desk, towards Katsuya. He pushed back the boy's blonde hair and lifted his chin. "I know." Gently, he pressed his mouth to Katsuya's for a sweet and brief kiss.
"I'm sorry." Katsuya mumbled.
"For what?"
"For being an idiot."
Seto shook his head. "You weren't being an idiot, puppy."
"Yes I was!" He insisted. "I was such a jerk to--mmph!"
Seto had placed his hand over Katsuya's mouth. A smirk was set on his lips as his hand slithered around Katsuya's waist. "Puppy? Shut up." He lifted the shorter boy off the ground and sat him down on the edge of his desk.
Seto grabbed the back of Jou's head and pulled him into a hard kiss, sending Katsuya's senses spinning. The rush and the force and the want behind it was nearly overwhelming.
When Seto broke the kiss, he stared into Katsuya's eyes, waiting for the other boy to once more regain control over his breathing. "Don't doubt me." He told him sternly.
Katsuya's eyes were still glazed, but he nodded, and threw his arms around Seto's neck to kiss again. Seto's soft tongue brushed against Katsuya's lips and he parted them, but the tongue didn't dive in like before. Rather, Seto decided to nip at his lips and then slowly lick the tip of Katsuya's tongue.
'Oh...that's...I....mmmm....OW!'
Katsuya's eyes sprang open at a sudden pain on his leg. The corner of the desk was digging into his thigh. He shifted slightly as he dueled with Kaiba's tongue.
A loud moan from deep within Seto's throat came out and he clutched tighter onto to Jou. Katsuya desperately replayed what he had done in the kiss. He liked that sound. He especially liked it was because of him Seto made it.
Of course, it was very difficult to have a coherent thought with Seto doing what he was doing.
'Good...more...so....OW! Damn it! Stupid corner...' He shifted again.
Seto pulled back, his hands tightly grabbing Katsuya's shoulders. He was panting and his eyes were even with Jou's. "Don't...not here...too soon."
Katsuya cocked his head to the side. "Huh?"
His grip tightened and through clenched teeth he ground out, "Stop. Moving."
"Why? What does it matter if I move? It's not like--OW!!" Katsuya yelped. "Do these corners have to be so damn sharp?!" He moved again.
The grip on his shoulders loosened a little as Seto shuddered and let out a moan.
"What's with you?" Katsuya asked. Then something caught his eye.
His knee...it was touching Seto's groin which had...
"Oh. OH!!" Jou jerked his leg back. "Um, heh heh, sorry?" He smiled nervously.
Seto stared open mouthed at him. "Y-you didn't even notice?!"
"I would have moved away sooner if I knew what it was doing to you!" Katsuya answered him defensively.
Seto's face fell a bit with disappointment. "Oh. Good."
"Um, you gonna be okay?" He asked tentatively.
Seto nodded and stepped away from Katsuya. "Yeah, just--just give me a minute."
Katsuya was about to agree, but thought of something more entertaining. "I could give you something else..." Katsuya purred suggestively. If Seto was allowed to get him riled up, why couldn't he return the favor?
Blue eyes glared icily at him. "You're really not helping, you know."
"Well that depends on what you consider helping." The blonde hopped off the desk and walked to Seto, adding a bit of a swagger to his stride.
He was pleased to note Seto was watching him intently.
"I don't consider this helpful, puppy." He said and took a step back.
Katsuya took one forward and bit his lip. "Are you sure?" He smirked. "I could make you feel sooooo good."
"NO!" Seto held his hand up to stop Jou's movement.
"Oh I see, you can make really forward passes at me, but I can't at you?"
Seto blushed deeply. "I wasn't turning you on like this."
Katsuya's eyes darted down before he raised them again in defiance. "Turning you on, huh?" He smiled. "Tell, me, Seto, what do you want me to do? I'll do it, I will." He nearly started laughing at the look on Seto's face.
"I want you to just stay there!" Seto exclaimed. Katsuya pouted at him and fell to his knees to wait for Seto to calm down. The other boy blanched. "Could you not be in that position?"
Katsuya frowned. "What? You told me to stay." Seto blinked and started to laugh. "What's so funny?!"
"You." Seto managed to choke out. "I always said you were like a puppy."
Once Seto effectively regained control of his body, and gotten over the humor that the only command Katsuya actually obeyed was one similar to a dog command, he asked. "Do you want to go someplace?"
"Why not?" Jou was a bit let down that the subject had been changed. Making Seto flustered was fun! He'd have to do it more often. "Where?"
"I don't care." Seto answered with a shrug. "I just don't feel like staying here any longer."
"How about dinner?" Jou suggested.
"You just had lunch."
"Yeah, six hours ago!"
Seto stared blankly at him.
"...I knew you were anorexic."
Seto grabbed his coat off a hook and walked out the door. "I am not. I just wasn't hungry." Katsuya briskly followed him.
"How could you not be hungry?!" He asked as Seto pressed the elevator button. "I'm starving and I've eaten a sandwich, a bag of popcorn, and some cookies since I've been home!"
Seto stared at Jou incredulously and stepped into the elevator with him. "How the hell aren't you fat?"
Katsuya drew himself up and with an egotistical air proclaimed, "Because a gorgeous creature like me will never be less than perfect! Try not to be too jealous..."
Seto wrapped his arm around Katsuya's waist and pulled him in for a quick kiss on the cheek. "All right then 'gorgeous creature' lets go."
The blonde girl looked up from her desk with a smile directed at Seto. She opened her mouth to say something, but Seto cut her off.
"I'm leaving for the remainder of the day." He told her.
The girl's eyes widened before narrowing at Katsuya. "But I thought you had a lot of work?"
Seto directed Jou to the door. "It will still be there tomorrow." He turned to face her. "Oh, and Krista? Next time he comes here, just let him up. Even if I'm not in."
The two boys walked out the door before the girl could respond.
"Sheesh, are you really that bad at names?" Katsuya asked him. "I mean, she just corrected you a couple minutes ago!"
"No, I know her name." Seto replied. "I just don't like her."
Jou chuckled. "I don't like her either."
"Do you want me to let her go?" Seto asked.
Katsuya began laughing harder. "Sure! Go ahead!" He looked up at Seto and immediately stopped. "Oh...you're serious? Don't fire her just because I don't like her! That would be horrible! She'd be out in the cold and-"
"What if she flirts with me?" Seto questioned innocently.
A surge of possession flared within Katsuya. How dare anyone think of touching his Seto?! He hadn't even really touched his Seto!!
"Can her."
The other smiled in amusement.
***
"So where do you want to go?" Seto questioned. They had been driving in the car aimlessly for about fifteen minutes. Katsuya had been playing with the radio and the other vast amount of buttons in the vehicle. The boy would excitedly mutter, 'Oh! What does this one do?!' and press the button without giving Seto time to tell him.
The car alarm had gone off twice already.
"I dunno." He shrugged. "Where do you want to go?"
"I was hoping you'd have a suggestion, I don't eat out very much."
Jou shot him a shocked look. "You actually eat?!"
"Do you have a suggestion or not?" Seto glared.
Katsuya thought for a moment. "Yeah, there's this great Chinese place two blocks over. I can't remember it's name...but it has really good sesame chicken! The sauce is nice and thick."
"All right. We'll go over there. Do they have take out, by any chance?"
"Yeah, 'course they do." Jou replied, toying once more with the radio. "Why? Don't you want to eat in the restaurant?"
"Not particularly."
Jou looked at him in mock despair, and appeared to just barely manage to contain his giggling. "You're embarrassed by me, aren't you?!"
Seto grinned cheekily. "Yes, but that's besides point."
"You're a jerk, you know that." Katsuya responded while making a face at him.
"I just don't like eating with other people."
"Why?" Jou asked.
"They tend to get on my nerves." That was true. People in restaurants, particularly restaurants that do not offer private rooms, annoyed Seto to no end. The customers were either complaining loudly about the food, or the kids were completely ill mannered and running all around, or they were gawking and pointing at him, whispering 'Yeah, that's him! Kaiba Seto! The guy's loaded!' to each other as if he couldn't hear. He'd rather not deal with it.
"You eat with me." Katsuya pointed out.
Seto turned a corner. "That's different. You're my boyfriend."
Seto could see a satisfied smile on Katsuya's pretty face. He honestly couldn't understand what the puppy saw in him.
"Where are we going to eat this then?" Katsuya asked.
Seto considered the question for a moment. "We could go back to Kaiba Corp to eat."
"Oh." Katsuya frowned. "I guess we could...I sort of wanted to go back to your place."
"Why there?"
A deep blush seeped into Katsuya's cheeks and he stared at his hands. "Well, there's that really big couch in your living room--QUIT SNICKERING AT ME!"
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End chapter! Well, that...wasn't as good as the other one, was it? Sigh.
Oh, and that knee thing, I would like to point out that there was a story which had something similar in it. Then they said that they got it from some other story! I thought it was my own idea! Don't you hate it when that happens? When you think of this great idea, then you read someone else's fanfic and BOOM! There it is! Before you had a chance to write it!
Sob.
I shall update. Then I will update again. And again! And that's it. Yup, three more chapters! I got all planned out! Kinda.
Oh, and in the next chapter there will be a...hee hee...let's just say you've all been waiting for this VERY patiently...if you're catching my drift here ^_~
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I would like to thank all the reviewers who stuck by me despite the long wait for chapters. I really appreciate it!
{Oh, and I call Katsuya by Katsuya because that's his given name. Jounouchi is his family name. I figure Jou is just a nickname so that's why only his friends call him that.}
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I just kidnap the characters!
WARNING: This story includes YAOI which is BOY/BOY relationships! If you have a problem with this sort of thing DO NOT READ THIS!!!
"speaking"
'thoughts'
*** Character change, time lapse, you get the picture
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Chapter 10
The door closed softly behind Seto as he entered into the silent house. His eyes darted to the clock on the far wall: 10 O'clock. His date had been that long? It didn't seem like it.
Seto began to hang his coat up when a sudden noise caused him to jump.
"About time you got home."
He spun around to face his smaller brother. Mokuba was sitting on the staircase watching him. He was wearing his pajamas and a green bathrobe and had a smirk placed lightly on his lips. "What took so long?" He asked sweetly.
Seto recovered from the surprise. He really should have suspected the boy would be waiting up for him. "Dates take time, Mokuba."
Mokuba nodded. His smirk widened. "What happened to your hair, Seto? It's all messy."
Memories of Katsuya pushing himself against Seto, moaning into his mouth, and running his fingers through his dark hair came flooding to Seto's mind. "It's windy outside." He mumbled.
"Right." Mokuba said, drawing the word out. "It's windy! Of course it is! There's no other explanation!" Seto's eyes narrowed at his brother's sarcastic tone. "Except for Jou, that is..."
"Get to bed, Mokuba." Seto told him, trying not to blush. He couldn't stop the thoughts of him and Katsuya kissing!
And doing things they yet to do.
Seto felt as if he would die. He wanted to kiss Katsuya again. Just once more that night, and then he could sleep peacefully. Lips against lips, his hands slowly moving beneath Katsuya's shirt, caressing the silky skin that had at one time been pressed so close against his, the other's breathing increasing and heart racing, him pulling the puppy on to his lap and slowly-
"SETO!!"
He snapped out of his thoughts. Mokuba gave him a peculiar look. "Um, what, Mokuba?"
"I asked if you were okay. You were kinda...dazed."
"I'm fine." He said quickly. "I was just thinking about...things."
Mokuba grinned. "Jou things?"
Seto cleared his throat and directed his brother up the stairs. "It's late and we have school in the morning."
"You're just doing this to change the subject." Mokuba pouted.
"Nonsense." He said as Mokuba entered into his bedroom. "This is for your well-being."
"I bet." The small boy rolled his eyes and closed his door.
Seto walked a little way down the hall to his room and as he climbed into bed, he had only one thought on his mind.
'I wonder what the puppy is doing...'
***
A disappointed sigh escaped Katsuya's lips. He tied the sash to his plaid, terry cloth robe tightly around his waist. Water droplets still hung from the tips of his golden hair.
Cold water droplets, that is.
'Damn Kaiba...' He thought bitterly as he made his way back in the living room and flicked the TV on. 'He just had to leave right then. He couldn't have stayed a little bit longer so he and I could've...I don't know. Maybe nothing would've happened. Or maybe...'
Katsuya was torn out of his own pondering by three, insistent knocks at the door.
Slowly, he rose to his feet grumbling beneath his breath. He wasn't in the best of moods. All Seto's fault. "Coming!" He called out.
He opened the door, prepared to tell whoever the hell it was to fuck off and leave him alone, when his jaw dropped and he gawked in disbelief at the person in his hallway.
"You're robe is open." Seto stated in a bemused way. Katsuya blushed furiously and tied it back up, wondering idly how the knot had come undone so quickly.
"Um, c-come on in." He stuttered and went back to the couch. Seto followed him, and Katsuya could feel the taller boy's eyes studying him.
"You're all wet." Seto said, looking at him sideways.
"Just took a shower." Katsuya answered.
"What kind?"
"What do you mean 'what kind'?" He laughed uncomfortably, moving away from Seto a bit. The other boy was sitting very close to him and all he had on was that robe. "Do you put showers in categories or something?"
"Yes, regular and cold." Seto smirked knowingly. "And I don't think your water was very warm."
Katsuya inwardly cursed at himself for blushing again.
"So what if it wasn't?" Katsuya asked defensively and stared at his hands. He had no desire to see that arrogant, yet pretty, glimmer in Seto's eyes.
If he just ignored Seto's insinuations, he'd drop the question.
"Why did you come back?" Katsuya asked, desperate for a change of subject. "I thought you were going h-"
Seto cut him off by grasping onto his shoulders tightly and pushing him down on the couch. He rearranged himself so he could straddle the blonde.
"Wha-what are you doing?!"
Seto lowered his head so his lips would brush against Katsuya's as he spoke. "Let's have sex." He suggested, watching Katsuya through lustful eyes.
Katsuya said nothing. Absolutely nothing. He couldn't so much as string together a coherent thought let alone an actual, out loud sentence. So instead he just opened his mouth and hoped that eventually his vocal cords would remember how to work.
Seto chuckled at his reaction. "Why so nervous, puppy?"
Jou closed his mouth, then opened it again. Still no sound.
The blue in Seto's eyes darkened to the shade they were earlier that night when Seto had him pinned against the wall. "I want you." He growled, his eyes watching Katsuya hungrily. "And I know you want me."
Seto's hands pushed back the robe and his warm mouth descended on Katsuya's bare chest. Jou moaned and arched into the sensation.
"Is this it?" Seto asked against the still moist skin. "Is this what you want me to do to you? To relieve your frustration?"
"Yes!" Katsuya urgently whispered with a tone pleading continuation. "More...I want you to--OW!!"
A hard, bony elbow prodded sharply into his ribs, jarred Katsuya into reality.
He turned to face his assailant and found a set of large, purple eyes peering worriedly at him.
"You fell asleep." Yuugi mouthed to him. "The teacher is already upset that you got off scot-free yesterday." He then shot his friend a small smile. "No need to give her even more reason to dislike you, right?"
Katsuya nodded weakly and turned back around. 'Why then?! Why the hell did Yuugi have to wake me then?! It was getting so good!!'
"Katsuya!" He heard a voice hiss at him.
"What?" He mouthed at Seto, watching the teacher out of the corner of his eye.
"Are you okay?"
Katsuya looked at him oddly. "Yeah...why wouldn't I be okay?"
"I thought you were having a nightmare," Seto mouthed back as a gentle blush crept into his cheeks. "You were moaning."
Katsuya blanched. He had started to moan?! He silently thanked Yuugi for waking him. Had the dream continued in the direction it was headed, Katsuya would've been doing more than just moaning.
"I'm okay. It was nothing."
"Are you sure?"
Jou nodded frantically, wanting nothing more than Seto to stop looking at him. He didn't even know it was possible for a human being to become so red.
Seto spared him one last curious look, before his focus returned to the open book on his desk. Katsuya tried to pay attention to the teacher, but she began to ramble on about imaginary numbers. Honestly, what is the point of knowing about numbers that don't even exist? So instead of listening to her, he watched Seto.
The boy's brown hair fell into his face, delicately caressing his face, and his pretty blue eyes scanned the page he was reading with detached interest. 'He's always reading...maybe I should start reading. We could discuss the book or something.' Seto pushed his hair back. 'He has soft hair. And he smells really good. I wonder what the teacher would do if I leaned across the aisle and ran my fingers through his hair? Or if I hugged him? Or if I kissed him? Or if I-'
Seto's book fell off his desk. Or to be more precise, Seto "accidentally" threw the book on the ground. He leaned down to retrieve, getting close to Jou in the process.
"Quit staring at me, puppy." Seto told him in an amused laced whisper.
"I-I wasn't staring!" Jou whispered back.
Seto rolled his eyes. "Of course you weren't. My mistake."
Katsuya opened his mouth to retort angrily when a crumpled piece of paper landed on his desk. He glanced up at the teacher to make sure she wasn't looking in his direction before he unfolded it.
It was from Ryou. Katsuya could instantly tell because of the neat handwriting. The only person who had neater penmanship was Seto; just one of the many random things he had learned from watching the other boy.
The writing in the note looked a little rushed and read, 'How was you date with Kaiba? Was he nice? Where'd you go? Did you kiss? I want details! -Ryou'
Jou chuckled. He was right, Ryou really was his most effeminate friend.
***
"So? What happened?!" Ryou asked in an excited whisper.
Katsuya deposited a few books in his locker. He didn't bother to keep his voice low. They were pretty much the only people in the hall. "We ran off to City Hall and got hitched. I tried to call you, but you never answered your phone. You really should think about getting a phone line in the bedroom with all the time you and Bakura spend in there."
Ryou blushed. "Ha ha. Now tell me what happened!"
Katsuya closed his locker door and gave the lock dial a spin. "We went out on a date, Ryou. End of story."
Ryou frowned, clearly not satisfied with Jou's response. "Where did you go? Dinner? A club?"
"The park. We went to hear the musicians there."
"That's sweet. So," Ryou's smile converted into a wicked smirk, something he had acquired from spending far too much time with Bakura. "Did you and Boy Toy kiss?"
Katsuya's cheeks tinted and he wrinkled up his nose. "That's none of your business."
The pale boy nodded slowly. "So you did kiss him."
Katsuya sighed. "Yeah, we kissed." Katsuya then added mentally, 'And he's really good at it, too!'
"Are you going to go out with him again?"
A smile spread across his face. "Yeah, soon I hope."
Ryou looked cheerfully at his friend. "Come on. The others are probably wondering where we are."
"Actually, I'm not going to lunch today."
Ryou's eyes widened considerably. "You're skipping lunch?! But you're...you."
"I didn't say I wasn't going to eat." Jou told him. "I'm just going to find Seto and eat with him."
"Oh." Ryou said. "Okay then, have fun. Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Katsuya looked at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I dunno, Ryou. Are the bathroom stalls really big enough for that sort of thing?"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, WE MADE IT HOME BEFORE ANYTHING HAPPENED!!"
***
Seto swirled the spoon in his strawberry yogurt absent-mindedly. The book he was reading wasn't really that interesting, but it was better than listening to the senseless prattle of his peers.
"Hey."
Seto snapped his head up at the speaker, he hadn't even heard anyone coming.
"Figured you might want some company." Katsuya grinned at him.
"I suppose I don't mind." Seto replied coolly, trying not to show just how happy it made him that Katsuya was there with him. He couldn't help it. There was just something about the blonde that he couldn't put his finger on. But that wasn't important.
All that was important was that Katsuya was sitting close to him.
"That's all you're eating again?" Katsuya frowned at him.
"It's good. Haven't you ever had yogurt before?"
"Yeah, but we don't exactly get along. Somehow I always end up with some of it on me."
Seto quelled a sudden daydream of him pouring his yogurt on Katsuya and licking it off with his tongue.
"So..." Katsuya began slowly, obviously noticing the look Seto had given him when the thought had entered his mind. "Um...what did you do last night after you left?"
Seto set the yogurt down and sighed. "I went home. Mokuba had been waiting up for me. He wanted to know everything that happened."
"Mokuba knows?!"
"He noticed I was acting differently after we were snowed in, and then when you came by the house and he saw how I reacted. He just put two and two together. That's why he invited you to stay so often. He was trying to force me into admitting to you that I liked you." Seto hesitated. "I suppose I should be grateful for his interference. Have you told anyone?"
"Well, yeah. I mean Mrs. Shindou knows. And..." Katsuya trailed off mumbling something unintelligible.
Seto cocked his head the side. "Who else?"
"...Ryou."
"Ryou? As in Bakura's Ryou?!" He asked, suddenly feeling panicked. He knew the tomb robber well enough to know that if he discovered anything about Seto's personal life that he would surely use it to his advantage. Images of blackmail letters demanding account numbers danced in Seto's head. He wouldn't put it pass the psychopath to kidnap the puppy for a ransom.
Bastard.
If anyone was going to tie Katsuya up, it would be him! Not some Egyptian nutcase!
"Yeah, but Bakura doesn't know!" Katsuya assured him. "Really, if he knew then he'd be in here teasing the hell out of you. Unless him and Ryou are getting it on someplace..."
Seto grimaced. "Don't put that picture in my mind."
Katsuya giggled. "Sorry. What are you reading now?" He asked, surveying Seto's opened book.
"Animal Farm."
"Animal Farm?" Katsuya repeated with a puzzled look. "Is it funny?"
"It's about communism, puppy."
"Oh." Katsuya blushed, clearly embarrassed by what he said. "You like it?"
Seto shrugged. "It's all right. I've read better. I read it a few years ago, but this was the only thing I could find this mor-"
"Kiss me."
Seto blinked in surprise at Katsuya's brash interruption. "Rather demanding, aren't you? Suppose I don't want to kiss you?"
A mischievous smirk appeared on Katsuya's face. "Liar." He accused, then jumped Seto, knocking both boys to floor.
Seto rubbed the back of his head, feeling extremely relieved that the floor was carpeted. He glared up at Katsuya who had seated himself on top of his stomach. "Did you have to pull us down to the floor?"
The puppy smiled and nodded enthusiastically. "Uh huh!" He pressed his lips against Seto's.
Seto lifted his head as far from the floor as he could to create more pressure between their mouths. He nipped at Katsuya's lips softly until the blonde opened his mouth for him which Seto promptly took advantage of. He ran the tip of his tongue across the top of the other boy's, delighting silently in the taste that was uniquely Katsuya.
And then the puppy did it. The very same thing that he had done the night before. It made Seto moan and unintentionally buck his hips. Katsuya was sucking on his tongue. A simple act, he knew, but something about that just sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body and thoughts of Katsuya's hot mouth sucking something else.
It made the close contact that much more unbearable, yet indescribably perfect.
Katsuya, much to Seto's displeasure, broke the kiss for air. He grinned teasingly down at Seto. "You're right. Yogurt is good."
"Glad you like it." He replied, staring a Katsuya's chest.
Katsuya gazed down at Seto and smirked mischievously. "I could get used to being on top."
"Don't even think about it." Seto warned him. Kaiba Seto wasn't anyone's uke.
Then again, Jounouchi Katsuya wasn't just anyone...
"No." He said aloud in part to repeat his refusal to Jou and in part to end his own mental banter.
Katsuya clasped his hands around Seto's wrists and pressed them to the floor, trapping the taller boy. He cocked an eyebrow. "For someone who doesn't like being on the bottom, you sure aren't putting up much of a fight."
Seto glared at him, but in a playful way. Truth be told, Katsuya being aggressive was very seductive. The puppy leaned down and huskily whispered. "You know, you make me so-"
"JOUNOUCHI GET OFF HIM!!"
Katsuya jumped in surprise and consequently knocked the wind out of Seto.
"I SAID OFF, JOUNOUCHI!"
The blonde scrambled off, his eyes wide and face red.
The booming voice had come from none other than Principal Nagasaki. He stood at the door, his hands on fisted and his face had grown maroon from yelling. His eyes darted between the boys. He took a deep breath, presumably to pacify his nerves.
"You two," He said as he turned sharply around. "Follow me."
Seto glanced over at Katsuya who had sprung to his feet and was chewing on his lip nervously.
The walk to the office was quiet. Not a word was spoken between any of them. Katsuya did continue to send Seto silent looks of confusion, embarrassment, and apprehension. Seto considered giving Katsuya a short, comforting peck to ease him. Then realized that the kiss would probably just wind the other boy up more and knew that the real reason he had even considered kissing him then was just for the sake of kissing him.
Seto spent the rest of the walk trying to figure out when the hell he had turned into a stereotypical hormone driven teenage boy.
"Sit." The principal ordered after they entered his office. He closed the door behind them and then took his seat behind his desk and tapped a few times on his keyboard.
"Now," He said to them, not taking his eyes off the screen. "We can move Kaiba into a later math time and I'm sure I can find someone willing to trade Japanese class times with-"
"Wait!" Jou interrupted him.
"What?" He huffed.
"You can't change the schedules. I did exactly as you said!"
Mr. Nagasaki took his hands away from the computer abruptly and glared angrily at Katsuya. "No you didn't." He hissed. "I told you yesterday-- yesterday!--that if you two fought anymore that I would be separating the both of you. But did you listen? NO! YOU DECIDED TO GO ALONG WITH YOUR OWN PLANS AND IGNORE ME!"
"BUT WE WEREN'T FIGHTING!" Jou yelled back.
"Oh really?!" The man said sarcastically. "Then what were you doing?"
"Uh..." Katsuya had a lost look plastered to his face. "We were...um...I FELL!!"
Nagasaki and Seto both raised an eyebrow at him, watching expectantly for him to elaborate.
"Yeah, that's it!" He smiled proudly. "I fell and Kaiba went down with me!"
Mr. Nagasaki didn't say anything for a moment, he just sat there blinking calmly at Katsuya. Then replied, "That's possibly the most pathetic lie anyone has ever told me, Jounouchi. Congratulations."
"If I may, sir," Seto interjected before Jou could respond. "I would like to explain what happened."
"Thank you, Kaiba." Nagasaki nodded to him. "It's good that at least one of you is mature."
"He's just as immature as I am." Katsuya grumbled under his breath.
"He was telling the truth when he said we weren't fighting."
Katsuya started in his seat and watched him carefully.
Mr. Nagasaki frowned. "What do you mean you weren't fighting? He had you pinned by your wrists to the grou-"
"There's a reasonable explanation for that."
The old man looked at him doubtfully. "And that would be...?"
"We were kissing."
All the color left Mr. Nagasaki's face while Katsuya's face flared bright red. The blonde opened his mouth, but couldn't seem to be able to form a sound.
"You two were...making out?!" The principal had whispered the last part in shock.
"Not really." Seto shrugged nonchalantly. "You interrupted us before much could happen."
"Seto!"
Seto looked at Katsuya in an exasperated way. "What? I couldn't think of any believable lie, so I figured it would be in our best interest to simply tell the truth."
"I can't believe this..." Mr. Nagasaki said, he still looked stunned. "I had suspicions about Jounouchi, but you?...Oh my..."
Curtly, Seto stood up. "I think our conversation is over now. I'm going back to class." And he left the now pale Mr. Nagasaki behind him. Katsuya followed him numbly out of the office.
"What was that?!" Katsuya whispered demandingly once they were a safe distance from the office.
"What was what?" Seto asked calmly. "Did you want to be separated?"
Katsuya looked up at him sheepishly. "Well, no..."
"Then there's no problem."
"Yes, there is! You told him!"
"...You don't want anyone to know?" Seto didn't know why, but that concept really hurt him
"I didn't say that." Jou answered him. "It's just...no one knows. My only friend who knows is Ryou and my father is clueless. I just...I want to tell them myself."
"I understand." He said. Seto felt immensely relieved that that was all it was and Katsuya wasn't in some way reconsidering their relationship.
Seto didn't think he could handle that.
***
The cookie crunched loudly in Katsuya's mouth, instantly reminding him of how Seto tasted the other night. He groaned and fell back on his couch. He had been home for three hours and during that time had tried everything he could think of to get his mind off Seto.
It wasn't working.
He couldn't help but think of everything that had happened over the past two days. He couldn't stop thinking about Seto's sweet kiss. Or how his eyes would glitter when amused and darken when he wanted to kiss Katsuya. Or that little smile he would make and it almost seemed like he was the only one who could make Seto smile like that.
Katsuya frowned. 'He told Nagasaki we were just kissing. He didn't say anything about dating or being my boyfriend...is he my boyfriend? I mean, people go on dates and never consider themselves actually dating the other person.'
Katsuya brushed a few crumbs off his shirt absent-mindedly. 'Is that what's going on? Did he just say yes so I wouldn't annoy him anymore? I didn't bother him that much, did I?'
He smiled and shook his head. 'No...it can't be that. We kissed today. He wouldn't have done that if he wasn't interested in me.' A horrifying thought flitted into his mind. 'What if he's just playing with me? He came on to me really strong last night, but he did leave before we could do anything really serious...what the hell does he want?!'
He leapt to his feet, gritted his teeth together, and threw his cookie on the floor. "If that's all this is...I...I...'
Katsuya wiped his hand quickly over his eyes.
Damn cookies.
They were making his eyes water.
***
"You want something?"
Katsuya tried to smile at the curly haired blonde girl at the front desk despite her snippy tone. She was obviously angry at Jou's audacity of interrupting her in the middle of filing.
Her fingernails, that is.
"Hi!" Jou decided to ignore her rudeness. He figured since Seto was such a perfectionist, working for him probably wasn't easy. Not that Katsuya would know. Seto refused to hire him. He mentally noted that he would have to ask Seto why. "I want to see Kaiba Se-"
"He's busy." She snapped and returned to primping her nails.
"Could you tell him it's important?"
"Look." She said, watching him with even and disdainful eyes. "Mr. Kaiba is a very busy person. He doesn't have time for some street punk."
"Oh yeah?!" Katsuya replied, forgetting his original plan of being civil to the girl. "Well you just tell him this 'street punk's' name and he'll say I can come up!"
The girl looked back to her hand and snorted. "I doubt it."
Katsuya pointed at the phone. "Why don't you find out, then?"
"Go home, kid."
"Call him!" Katsuya challenged. "Go on, he'll be ticked that you didn't let me up immediately!"
She rolled her blue eyes, but dialed all the same.
"WHAT?!" Came an angry response from the other end.
"Sorry to disturb you, Mr. Kaiba, but there's someone here to see y-"
"Didn't I tell you I was busy?" He hissed at her. "Tell whoever it is to go away and return later in the week. I haven't got the time for it right now."
'NO!' Katsuya thought frantically. 'I have to see you now before I chicken out!!'
The girl smirked at Katsuya and continued speaking to Seto. "He's very adamant about se-"
"Then call security on the idiot."
"HEY, I'M NOT AN IDIOT!" He yelled in the direction of the phone.
Seto hesitated for a moment. "Katsuya?"
"Yeah."
"Let him up, Carol."
"It's Kari..."
"Whatever." Katsuya could picture Seto waving his hand in a dismissive fashion.
The girl regarded him suspiciously. "I...guess you can go up."
Katsuya gave her a mocking smirk and entered the elevator, muttering, "Bitch." under his breath.
***
The office was just as it had been last time Katsuya was in it. Except warmer, brighter, and Seto was fully clothed.
Katsuya couldn't help feeling disappointed at the last.
"Hey." He greeted awkwardly.
"Hello."
Jou could feel his heart thumping maddeningly against his chest. "If you have a lot of work I can just leave."
Seto shook his head. "No, it's okay."
"But you were telling that blonde girl you couldn't be disturbed." He continued, praying feebly that Seto would just let him leave.
It was a mistake going there.
"I only said I had so much work so she'd leave me alone. I actually haven't had anything to do all afternoon." Seto replied.
"Are you sure?" Jou asked. "Because I can go home. That's okay with me. Really."
"What's going on, puppy?"
"Huh?"
"I said what's going on. You were eager to get up here, now all you seem to want to do is leave."
Jou gulped and stepped forward. "What is this?" He blurted out.
Seto looked around the room, then back at Katsuya. "My office?"
Had the circumstances been different, Jou would have laughed at Seto's confused expression.
"No, I mean between us." Katsuya explained. "What is it? Am I your boyfriend or...not?"
Seto regarded Katsuya carefully before slowly responding. "What do you want to be?"
Katsuya frowned. Seto was not going to evade this question. He wouldn't allow it. "What do you want me to be?"
Seto's eyes drifted away from Katsuya's and down to his desk.
He said nothing.
"Oh." Katsuya said with quiet understanding. "I see...I'll-I'll just be going then." He turned around, not wanting Seto to see the tears that threatened to come.
'Don't cry...' a voice inside him whispered pleadingly. 'Not in front him.'
"Katsuya stop." Seto said. Jou could hear his chair being pushed back and the taller boy rising to his feet. "Don't go."
"Why shouldn't I?" He asked, silently applauding himself for his steady voice.
It was a pitying applause.
"Because." Seto answered simply.
"Because why?"
"Because I asked you to!" Seto snapped.
Katsuya could feel himself brighten at Seto's tone. He recognized it. It wasn't the angry or malicious snapping tone Seto sometimes used; it was the uncommon, embarrassed snap. He stood still and waited for Seto to finish.
"You are."
Katsuya turned around. Seto wasn't looking at him, rather he was intently focused on some papers laid out on his desk. The papers were blank, but Seto didn't seem to notice.
"Hm?" Katsuya prompted.
Seto's cheeks colored so lightly it was barely visible. "You are my boyfriend." He looked at Katsuya through his bangs. "Isn't that what I am to you?"
A smile spread across Katsuya's face. "Yeah."
"Why did you even have to ask me?"
Katsuya wasn't sure, but Seto almost sounded hurt.
"I didn't know how you felt..."
"I told you how I felt last night." His light blush had darkened.
"But today...you said we were just kissing. You didn't say anything about dating. I- I was afraid that you didn't want to date me and I was just..." Katsuya trailed off and picked up nervously, "...I really, really like you."
Seto's mouth didn't change, but his eyes softened. He moved from behind his desk, towards Katsuya. He pushed back the boy's blonde hair and lifted his chin. "I know." Gently, he pressed his mouth to Katsuya's for a sweet and brief kiss.
"I'm sorry." Katsuya mumbled.
"For what?"
"For being an idiot."
Seto shook his head. "You weren't being an idiot, puppy."
"Yes I was!" He insisted. "I was such a jerk to--mmph!"
Seto had placed his hand over Katsuya's mouth. A smirk was set on his lips as his hand slithered around Katsuya's waist. "Puppy? Shut up." He lifted the shorter boy off the ground and sat him down on the edge of his desk.
Seto grabbed the back of Jou's head and pulled him into a hard kiss, sending Katsuya's senses spinning. The rush and the force and the want behind it was nearly overwhelming.
When Seto broke the kiss, he stared into Katsuya's eyes, waiting for the other boy to once more regain control over his breathing. "Don't doubt me." He told him sternly.
Katsuya's eyes were still glazed, but he nodded, and threw his arms around Seto's neck to kiss again. Seto's soft tongue brushed against Katsuya's lips and he parted them, but the tongue didn't dive in like before. Rather, Seto decided to nip at his lips and then slowly lick the tip of Katsuya's tongue.
'Oh...that's...I....mmmm....OW!'
Katsuya's eyes sprang open at a sudden pain on his leg. The corner of the desk was digging into his thigh. He shifted slightly as he dueled with Kaiba's tongue.
A loud moan from deep within Seto's throat came out and he clutched tighter onto to Jou. Katsuya desperately replayed what he had done in the kiss. He liked that sound. He especially liked it was because of him Seto made it.
Of course, it was very difficult to have a coherent thought with Seto doing what he was doing.
'Good...more...so....OW! Damn it! Stupid corner...' He shifted again.
Seto pulled back, his hands tightly grabbing Katsuya's shoulders. He was panting and his eyes were even with Jou's. "Don't...not here...too soon."
Katsuya cocked his head to the side. "Huh?"
His grip tightened and through clenched teeth he ground out, "Stop. Moving."
"Why? What does it matter if I move? It's not like--OW!!" Katsuya yelped. "Do these corners have to be so damn sharp?!" He moved again.
The grip on his shoulders loosened a little as Seto shuddered and let out a moan.
"What's with you?" Katsuya asked. Then something caught his eye.
His knee...it was touching Seto's groin which had...
"Oh. OH!!" Jou jerked his leg back. "Um, heh heh, sorry?" He smiled nervously.
Seto stared open mouthed at him. "Y-you didn't even notice?!"
"I would have moved away sooner if I knew what it was doing to you!" Katsuya answered him defensively.
Seto's face fell a bit with disappointment. "Oh. Good."
"Um, you gonna be okay?" He asked tentatively.
Seto nodded and stepped away from Katsuya. "Yeah, just--just give me a minute."
Katsuya was about to agree, but thought of something more entertaining. "I could give you something else..." Katsuya purred suggestively. If Seto was allowed to get him riled up, why couldn't he return the favor?
Blue eyes glared icily at him. "You're really not helping, you know."
"Well that depends on what you consider helping." The blonde hopped off the desk and walked to Seto, adding a bit of a swagger to his stride.
He was pleased to note Seto was watching him intently.
"I don't consider this helpful, puppy." He said and took a step back.
Katsuya took one forward and bit his lip. "Are you sure?" He smirked. "I could make you feel sooooo good."
"NO!" Seto held his hand up to stop Jou's movement.
"Oh I see, you can make really forward passes at me, but I can't at you?"
Seto blushed deeply. "I wasn't turning you on like this."
Katsuya's eyes darted down before he raised them again in defiance. "Turning you on, huh?" He smiled. "Tell, me, Seto, what do you want me to do? I'll do it, I will." He nearly started laughing at the look on Seto's face.
"I want you to just stay there!" Seto exclaimed. Katsuya pouted at him and fell to his knees to wait for Seto to calm down. The other boy blanched. "Could you not be in that position?"
Katsuya frowned. "What? You told me to stay." Seto blinked and started to laugh. "What's so funny?!"
"You." Seto managed to choke out. "I always said you were like a puppy."
Once Seto effectively regained control of his body, and gotten over the humor that the only command Katsuya actually obeyed was one similar to a dog command, he asked. "Do you want to go someplace?"
"Why not?" Jou was a bit let down that the subject had been changed. Making Seto flustered was fun! He'd have to do it more often. "Where?"
"I don't care." Seto answered with a shrug. "I just don't feel like staying here any longer."
"How about dinner?" Jou suggested.
"You just had lunch."
"Yeah, six hours ago!"
Seto stared blankly at him.
"...I knew you were anorexic."
Seto grabbed his coat off a hook and walked out the door. "I am not. I just wasn't hungry." Katsuya briskly followed him.
"How could you not be hungry?!" He asked as Seto pressed the elevator button. "I'm starving and I've eaten a sandwich, a bag of popcorn, and some cookies since I've been home!"
Seto stared at Jou incredulously and stepped into the elevator with him. "How the hell aren't you fat?"
Katsuya drew himself up and with an egotistical air proclaimed, "Because a gorgeous creature like me will never be less than perfect! Try not to be too jealous..."
Seto wrapped his arm around Katsuya's waist and pulled him in for a quick kiss on the cheek. "All right then 'gorgeous creature' lets go."
The blonde girl looked up from her desk with a smile directed at Seto. She opened her mouth to say something, but Seto cut her off.
"I'm leaving for the remainder of the day." He told her.
The girl's eyes widened before narrowing at Katsuya. "But I thought you had a lot of work?"
Seto directed Jou to the door. "It will still be there tomorrow." He turned to face her. "Oh, and Krista? Next time he comes here, just let him up. Even if I'm not in."
The two boys walked out the door before the girl could respond.
"Sheesh, are you really that bad at names?" Katsuya asked him. "I mean, she just corrected you a couple minutes ago!"
"No, I know her name." Seto replied. "I just don't like her."
Jou chuckled. "I don't like her either."
"Do you want me to let her go?" Seto asked.
Katsuya began laughing harder. "Sure! Go ahead!" He looked up at Seto and immediately stopped. "Oh...you're serious? Don't fire her just because I don't like her! That would be horrible! She'd be out in the cold and-"
"What if she flirts with me?" Seto questioned innocently.
A surge of possession flared within Katsuya. How dare anyone think of touching his Seto?! He hadn't even really touched his Seto!!
"Can her."
The other smiled in amusement.
***
"So where do you want to go?" Seto questioned. They had been driving in the car aimlessly for about fifteen minutes. Katsuya had been playing with the radio and the other vast amount of buttons in the vehicle. The boy would excitedly mutter, 'Oh! What does this one do?!' and press the button without giving Seto time to tell him.
The car alarm had gone off twice already.
"I dunno." He shrugged. "Where do you want to go?"
"I was hoping you'd have a suggestion, I don't eat out very much."
Jou shot him a shocked look. "You actually eat?!"
"Do you have a suggestion or not?" Seto glared.
Katsuya thought for a moment. "Yeah, there's this great Chinese place two blocks over. I can't remember it's name...but it has really good sesame chicken! The sauce is nice and thick."
"All right. We'll go over there. Do they have take out, by any chance?"
"Yeah, 'course they do." Jou replied, toying once more with the radio. "Why? Don't you want to eat in the restaurant?"
"Not particularly."
Jou looked at him in mock despair, and appeared to just barely manage to contain his giggling. "You're embarrassed by me, aren't you?!"
Seto grinned cheekily. "Yes, but that's besides point."
"You're a jerk, you know that." Katsuya responded while making a face at him.
"I just don't like eating with other people."
"Why?" Jou asked.
"They tend to get on my nerves." That was true. People in restaurants, particularly restaurants that do not offer private rooms, annoyed Seto to no end. The customers were either complaining loudly about the food, or the kids were completely ill mannered and running all around, or they were gawking and pointing at him, whispering 'Yeah, that's him! Kaiba Seto! The guy's loaded!' to each other as if he couldn't hear. He'd rather not deal with it.
"You eat with me." Katsuya pointed out.
Seto turned a corner. "That's different. You're my boyfriend."
Seto could see a satisfied smile on Katsuya's pretty face. He honestly couldn't understand what the puppy saw in him.
"Where are we going to eat this then?" Katsuya asked.
Seto considered the question for a moment. "We could go back to Kaiba Corp to eat."
"Oh." Katsuya frowned. "I guess we could...I sort of wanted to go back to your place."
"Why there?"
A deep blush seeped into Katsuya's cheeks and he stared at his hands. "Well, there's that really big couch in your living room--QUIT SNICKERING AT ME!"
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End chapter! Well, that...wasn't as good as the other one, was it? Sigh.
Oh, and that knee thing, I would like to point out that there was a story which had something similar in it. Then they said that they got it from some other story! I thought it was my own idea! Don't you hate it when that happens? When you think of this great idea, then you read someone else's fanfic and BOOM! There it is! Before you had a chance to write it!
Sob.
I shall update. Then I will update again. And again! And that's it. Yup, three more chapters! I got all planned out! Kinda.
Oh, and in the next chapter there will be a...hee hee...let's just say you've all been waiting for this VERY patiently...if you're catching my drift here ^_~
*If you have any websites with good pics of Seto/Jou, an address would be much appreciated. ^_^ *
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