Here it is! Chapter 12!!! Sorry it's so late...

Shousetsuka1 asked if I kidnapped Miho and Rika from Kare Kano. Actually, I got the name Miho from Megatokyo (read it if you haven't! It's online at www.megatokyo.com) and Rika...I don't remember. Isn't She one of Sakura's friend? The one who's engaged to the teacher? I gotta find my CCS books and see... As for Kare Kano, I've never read that manga. Is it really good? Maybe I'll start reading it.

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*Many of you were wondering what the deal was between Mokuba, Malik and Marik. Well, I leave it up to you. And by that I mean your own imaginations. If you want to think Mokuba admires the two for their...ah...interesting behavior, go ahead. If you want to think Mokuba secretly has a crush on the two of them, be my guest. And if you want to think something happened at the hotel between the three, fine by me. I'm not going to elaborate on what it is, however, I do have a pretty clear idea in my mind, it just doesn't fit in the story so I'll let you have your fun!

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WARNING: This fic contains YAOI which mean BOY/BOY relationships!! If you have a problem with this sort of thing DO NOT READ THIS STORY!! You have been warned!!

'thoughts'

"spoken"

***change of character, time lapse, etc

Chapter 12

"We should tell them." Katsuya said in a hushed tone.

"Puppy, couldn't we discuss this some other time...like NOT during school?" Seto replied out of the corner of his mouth, his eyes still riveted to the teacher. The woman was babbling about...something. He was finding it hard to concentrate with Katsuya so close.

Their teacher, Mrs. Kongen, had decided that there wasn't enough 'unity' between the students. So during her class she had all the students push their desk to the person next to them. Hence, Seto and Katsuya were right up against each other.

He had a hard enough time keeping his hands off the other boy, did she have to go and taunt him by moving Katsuya so close?! So close that he could kiss him. Run his tongue across the blonde's neck and up to his ear. Suckle and nip at his lobe while his name left Katsuya's lips as softly prayer...

"No," Katsuya interrupted Seto's little daydream. The puppy's face was a shade of red. "If we do that then we'll start doing stuff and won't really talk about it."

"I'm hurt, puppy. I thought you liked doing our stuff."

Katsuya snickered quietly as he rested his hand on Seto's leg. "Oh, I like that. You know how much I like it. Or am I not loud enough?"

"You're plenty loud." Seto answered absentmindedly, his thoughts completely focused on the hand that had begun to rub small circles on his inner thigh. "In fact, Mokuba was complaining about the noise just yesterday."

Katsuya jumped so quickly out of his chair it fell over with a resounding crash. Of course, that couldn't hope to drown out his voice. "HE WHAT?!"

"Exactly Jounouchi!"

Katsuya's eyes darted up to the teacher and were soon followed by Seto's.

"The people were just as outraged about that war!" Her lips curved to a happy smile. "I'm so glad you're connecting with this lesson!"

"Huh?" Katsuya looked at her with confusion. The other students had begun to turn around in their chairs to watch him. He drew himself up, smiled as best he could and continued, "Yeah. That's me. Mr. connecting-with-the- lesson-thingy guy!"

"Its good that you're taking such a active part in class, Jounouchi!" She smiled. "What did you think about the taxes that were imposed on the people?"

"Uh," Katsuya seemed lost. "They were bad?" He was spurred on by the widening of her grin. "Because the people were being imposed on!"

Seto's lips twitched. Katsuya was basically reiterating what Mrs. Kongen had said.

And she was buying it.

She clapped her hands together gleefully. "Yes! Oh, I'm so happy! I knew I would get through to you one of these days!"

Seto reached up and grabbed onto Katsuya's sleeve and pulled him back into his seat before the puppy could say something that would give away what his outburst had really been.

"Shut up, puppy." He murmured.

The other students slowly turned back around. Except for Yuugi. His eyes lingered a little longer on the two boys. But eventually he returned his focus to the front of the class as well.

When everyone was once again ignoring them, Katsuya leaned in. "Mokuba overheard us?!"

"It's kind of hard not to." Seto answered with a shrug. "I told you I couldn't get rid of him every time."

"Yeah, but that's so embarrassing!!"

Seto was actually surprised Mokuba hadn't complained early. It had been two weeks since Seto and Katsuya's first time. And within that time, Seto had found Katsuya to be rather...insatiable. The puppy had surprised him when he asked for a second go right after their first time and Seto had written it off as eagerness. And though Katsuya never did ask for two in a row again, he did occasionally ask for two in a day.

Three, if they had the time.

Jou's father, much to the blonde's delight, had gone to see his Aunt again who had just given birth to a baby boy, but decided to leave Jou at home so he wouldn't miss school. When his father was gone, Katsuya would spend the night at Seto's house. For the whole night, Seto would hold him tightly against his chest. And then wake with Katsuya beside him. And sometimes Katsuya would grin up at him, the morning sun highlighting his messy hair and gleaming brown eyes, and he would kiss Seto.

Which would eventually lead to other, more pleasurable things.

More pleasurable and LOUD things.

"True. We should do something to keep you quiet." Seto mused. He paused a moment to think. "I know." Seto smirked. "I'll buy you a muzzle. A pretty one with a collar. It'll have a tag, too. How does 'Jounouchi Katsuya: Property of Kaiba Seto' sound?"

"...I'm so gonna hurt you." Katsuya scowled at him.

"Mmm," Seto whispered, his breath brushing gently against Jou's ear. "Kinky."

Katsuya's elbow landed hard into his side.

***

Jou kicked a random stone out of his way and watched as it went skidding across the road into some gutter. He had gone over to Seto's for dinner and it hadn't been the most comfortable experience. Mokuba was there with them, and while that usually didn't bother Jou in the least, (he liked the kid after all) he just couldn't get over the idea of Mokuba lying wide eyed in bed, grimacing at his ceiling and covering his ears in attempt to muffle Katsuya's moans.

It also didn't help that Mokuba had casually asked for a pair of ear plugs for his birthday, either.

Katsuya leaned his head back and let out a breath, allowing his mind to wander to the topic that had been haunting him for quite some time: how was he going to tell people about him and Seto?

The question had been nagging him even more insistent since that morning's conversion with the other boy. But he still had no clue how to go about the whole thing. It wasn't that he was ashamed. He could never be ashamed of feeling the way he did about Seto.

It was too perfect to be shameful.

But even so, he was still nervous. He and Seto had tried to discuss the problem after dinner. Tried being the keyword. They ended up making out. Again.

And Seto said he had no control. The boy had practically jumped him, mumbling something against his neck that sounded suspiciously like "such a tease".

Jou wouldn't have minded, except Seto had leapt while he was polishing off the rest of the whipped topping from his banana cream pie.

Katsuya rounded the corner to his apartment building and started up the stairs, when he was greeted by a familiar face.

"Why hello, Katsuya!" Mrs. Shindou said cheerfully. "Did you just get back from your Boy Toy's house?"

He gave a small grin. "Yeah, and his name is Seto, not Boy Toy, for the thousandth time."

Mrs. Shindou shrugged, obviously not caring about his real name and having no intention on correcting herself. She looked at him appraisingly. "Your clothes aren't all out of sort. I take it you and him didn't have s-"

Katsuya clapped his hand over his mouth and flashed a quick smile to the people walking by. They slowed down and watched him cautiously. He let go once they passed.

Mrs. Shindou rolled her eyes and sighed. "Why are you so embarrassed by that?"

"It's not that I'm embarrassed by!" Katsuya said in an exasperated tone. "It's just...you shouldn't be saying things like that!"

She snorted. "I don't see why not. I mean I've been there, done that. I remember one time on our anniversary, my husband-"

Jou held up his hand silencing the woman, his face weary and eyes a little fearful. "I don't wanna hear about that!" He told her pleadingly, desperately trying to will away all the mental images.

She rolled her eyes again. "Oh fine. Be that way. You know, the youth in my day and age were never so impertinent. Besides, what's wrong with wanting to spread some wisdom? It's just sometimes an old lady gets lonely. Realizing just how much has passed by and slipped away. It feels so...cold." The last part had been said softer. Jou opened his mouth to apologize when Mrs. Shindou continued with a smirk. "But you don't have to worry about being cold, I'm sure Boy Toy will warm you at your beckon call."

Jou snapped his mouth shut, strolled past her and upstairs to his apartment. Mrs. Shindou was calling out behind him, "Oh come now, Katsuya! I only said that last bit as a joke! Really! Aw, come back!"

He refused to go back. At least for the moment. He decided that he would stop by her apartment later that night to talk to her. He really didn't like the serious tone in her voice when she was saying she was lonely. Jou had never really given it much thought before, but at one time Mrs. Shindou must have been married. The man must have died before he was born; he could only ever remember Mrs. Shindou as the old lady who lived across from him.

The old lady who lived across from him all alone.

"Well there you are." Katsuya's father smiled up at his son from his place on the couch as he walked in the door. "Over at your friend's again?"

Katsuya nodded numbly, not sure what to say.

His father's smile widened and he chuckled. "Its nice to see you have such good friends, you go there practically every night. I bet you'd never leave his house if I let you."

Katsuya just smiled and sat next to him. He didn't tell his father that he was exactly right in his assumption.

***

Seto pushed back the door to the game shop and entered. The bell sounded as the door brushed against it. The store was surprisingly empty. Surprising because it was Saturday early afternoon, and he had figured that the shop would be busy then. Mokuba had asked to stay there while Seto worked that morning, appealing to his older brother by pouting.

Yami strolled out to meet Seto. "Kaiba." He acknowledged coldly.

"Yami." Seto replied even colder. "Is my brother ready to leave?"

The boy jerked his head to a door on his left, his eyes still narrowed at Seto. "He's in the TV room with the others."

'Others...?' Seto thought idly. 'I wonder if Katsuya's there. I've been dying to see my puppy all day.'

Seto walked in, followed closely by Yami.

Seto's blue eyes quickly scanned the room. Yuugi was sitting cross legged on the ground shuffling his cards, Mokuba was lying on his back, hands folded behind his head on the floor, and Bakura and Ryou were both in an oversized chair. They were thin enough that they could have just sat there, but Ryou opted for sitting on the other's lap instead.

Seto inwardly sighed. Katsuya wasn't there.

"Hey Seto." Mokuba greeted, making no move to leave.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked. He saw no point in staying if his boyfriend wasn't there. Maybe he would stop by the pizza place; he was probably working.

Mokuba began to say something, but Yuugi interrupted. "Wait, Kaiba, is that you on the TV?"

Seto shrugged. "So? Let's go, Mokuba." He turned and started heading for the door.

A cheery, feminine voice came out of the television. "And in the Public Eye today is the young --and extremely wealthy-- CEO of Kaiba Corporations, Mr. Kaiba Seto. The boy said to be the most eligible bachelor in all of Japan is now off the market!"

Seto whirled around and stared at the screen. 'No...they couldn't know...'

The young, purple haired woman on TV grinned. "But the thing that shall surely shock people the most, is that Kaiba's love interest is actually another boy." On the screen Katsuya's school picture popped up. "His name is Jounouchi Katsuya and he attends Domino High School along with Kaiba Seto, presumably how they met. Now everyone is familiar with Kaiba Seto's public persona. Apathetic, decisive, cold; the ideal businessman. However, he appears very different while around his boyfriend, as we discovered. While this relationship has not been confirmed officially by Kaiba himself, we at Public Eye have exclusive video feed of the couple-"

Seto felt all the blood drain from his face. 'Video? They have us on video?!....DOING WHAT?!?!'

The screen faded to black and slowly an image appeared. Seto and Katsuya were lounging beneath a tree. He remembered the tree, it was right near it he had kissed Katsuya for the first time. He was sitting with his back against the trunk while Katsuya was sitting in between the other boy's legs and had his back propped up against Seto's chest. He was reading something from the book in his hand to Seto and tilted his head back to ask something. Seto wrapped his arms tighter around the puppy, brushed his cheek against Jou's lovingly, and whispered an answer to him. Katsuya began to blush fiercely, but turned around and pressed his lips to Seto's.

The others in the room gasped and their eyes flickered in his direction, but Seto didn't notice. He was too focused on the TV.

The screen faded to black once more and the front desk came into view. The two anchors smiled at the camera. "Thank you, Mina. That was Yakkaimono Mina with our Public Eye segment." Said the man. He turned to the woman beside him. "Did you have any idea that he was involved with Jounouchi Katsuya?"

The woman, whose smile was considerably faker, looked as if she was about to cry and seemed to have a slight twitching problem with her eye. She didn't say a thing.

The man regarded her oddly and gave a nervous laugh to the camera. "Well, I imagine a lot of women had their hearts broken today!"

The woman then began to sob uncontrollably.

Yami flicked the TV off and they all slowly turned to face Kaiba.

"You and Jou are...together?!" Yuugi whispered in shock.

Seto sighed. "Yes. We are."

"But since when?" Yami asked. His eyes looked even wider than Yuugi's. It was actually frightening.

"It's been a little over a month n-"

"A month!?" Yuugi cut in. "That's...I mean...and...wow."

"Hey!" Bakura suddenly spoke up and nudged Ryou. "Why aren't you all shocked like the Pharaoh's twerp?"

"His name is Yuugi!" Yami hissed. "Not the Pharaoh's twerp, you idiot!!"

Ryou smiled apologetically at him. Bakura, however, didn't even seem to notice the Pharaoh's outburst. "Well?" He asked impatiently.

"I already knew." He answered.

"How?"

"I was over at Jou's when this old lady came over. She said somethings that didn't make any sense, but then she said Kaiba's name." He chuckled, as if remembering something amusing.

Seto could have sworn that Ryou muttered something about a toy beneath his breath.

"What are you looking at?" Seto snapped. Bakura and Yami had been watching him in a bemused way.

"What did you say to Jou under that tree?" Bakura asked with a smirk.

Seto flushed under their scrutiny. "Th-that's none of your business."

Yami snorted. "Who'd of known? Kaiba Seto, Mr. Touchy Feely!"

"I'll give you something to feel..."

"Ooohhh, and Mr. Violent is back!" Exclaimed Bakura.

"Such a shame." Yami said as he shook his head. "And here I was getting used to his flowers and ribbons personality."

The other three in the room watched on. "Um, at least Yami and Bakura are getting along?" Ryou offered.

"Yeah...I suppose so..." Yuugi replied slowly.

"Should I get some Band-Aids?" Mokuba asked. "I think Seto's about to punch them."

Both hikaris nodded.

***

Katsuya hauled out the small trash bag to the dumpster behind the store. He didn't need to put it out, it wasn't even close to being filled, but he was desperate to get out of the kitchen with the three girls. They had been casting suspicious glances his way all day and trying (and failing) to sneakily ask why he had been spending so much time with Kaiba as of late. He didn't tell them he had dinner with him only the night before. He also left out the part about kissing madly with the other boy on the couch. He mumbled instead that he had been tutoring Mokuba.

The only one who believed him was Rika. And considering the kind of girl she was, that wasn't saying much about Jou's talent in lying.

Katsuya sighed. He didn't know when, but he was going to tell the girls. Probably after a particularly busy night and they were too tired to attack.

He decided he should also hide the knifes, forks, and all pointy things in general.

A smile slowly spread across his face as thoughts on Seto began to filter into his mind. Katsuya never imagined he could feel so strongly about another person. Before Seto, he never realized how empty he was. How lonely he was. How incomplete.

There first time together had blown away Jou's mind. And it wasn't that the sex was amazing, in fact, after a few more times he discovered their first time had been a little clumsy. But Seto seemed to rectify that real soon. What blown him away was what happened afterwards, when Seto was just holding him close, still panting and his sweat mingling with Jou's.

The memory brought back another one.

*Flashback*

Katsuya was lying on his bed, staring and attempting to count the ceiling tiles. That didn't go over so well since he could barely even see the tiles, but he needed something. For three hours he had been trying to go asleep. He had counted sheep, counted back from one hundred, then one thousand, then one million, but he lost track and went back to sheep.

The apartment was just too quiet. Sure, his father didn't scream and stomp when he was home, but he did make a little noise at least. Katsuya knew what he wanted; Seto's even breaths beside him. There was something calming about hearing Seto breathe.

The covers flew off the bed and Katsuya stumbled to his closet--just because he couldn't sleep didn't mean he wasn't exhausted. He pulled out his robe and a pair of slippers and headed out of the building. The snow had, thankfully, all melted from a heat wave that had swept the city for the past few days. The temperature had been consistently 40-60 degrees, and walking around the streets in a bathrobe, cushy slippers, pajama pants and an oversized T-shirt made Katsuya fully appreciate that fact.

Once he had reached Seto's door, he hesitated, then deciding he had come that far, and it would be stupid to go back, he started to knock. When he got no answer his knock became more insistent until it evolved into full fledged, irritated pounding.

The door quickly swung open and Seto stood there looking ready to kill. "WHAT THE HELL DO Y...Katsuya?" His tone softened but he still seemed annoyed. "What are you doing here?"

"I couldn't sleep." He admitted wearily.

"So you decided to pass the time of your insomnia with me?"

Katsuya blinked, and rubbed his eyes. "No. It was too quiet at my house. Can I sleep here tonight?"

Seto sighed and stepped aside. "You do realize how late it is, don't you?"

"Uh huh. Around one, right?"

"Try 3 something."

"Oh." Katsuya yawned. "That's nice."

Seto chuckled and wrapped his arm around Katsuya's waist, seemingly to help him to bed; Jou suspected Seto was using him as a support so he didn't collapse. "Come on, pup. Bed."

By the time they reached the bedroom, Seto had had his head laying on top of Katsuya's and the blonde could swear he had fallen asleep. He shook him a little, earning only a weak glare and walked in. As soon as they were in bed Seto pulled Katsuya into his arms and spooned with him.

"I'm glad you came." He whispered. "I wasn't sleeping well, either." His finger then brushed a few strands of hair away from Katsuya's face and he smiled down on him.

"What is it?" Jou asked.

"You're beautiful." Was all Seto said and he laid his head on his pillow.

Katsuya didn't have time to reply, for Seto had immediately fallen asleep. And once he heard those steady breaths and felt the other's warmth near him, Katsuya followed suit.

*FLASHBACK END*

Looking back on it, Katsuya had never felt safer than he did in Seto's arms. He never felt happier or so comfortable neither. Seto was everything to him. And through glimpses, brushing kisses, and murmured sentiments, he knew he was everything to Seto, too.

He smiled softly. "I think I'm in lo-"

A loud crash cut his sentence off.

In an instant a stream of possibilities came to him. A customer had dropped a plate, something fell of the counter, one of the girls...

"Oh god!"

Katsuya dashed in through the back door to kitchen. What if one of them had gotten hurt? What if one of them was burned? Bleeding? What if the crash had been from someone holding up the store? What if one of the girls were...

"WHAT HAPPENED?! ARE YOU ALL OKAY?!" He shouted once he got in.

But no one answered him. Not immediately, at least.

The three slowly turned away from the TV they were watching and Katsuya involuntarily took a step back from their looks. Rika seemed as though she was about to cry, Ansuko had this shocked look of disbelief, and Miho...well, Miho just looked pissed.

"Uh..." He glimpsed at the TV to try to understand why they were so angry. All he saw was some anchor woman blubbering on screen. "Wh-what is it?"

Miho staggered forward, her eyes wild. The other two seemed to gradually be adopting her mood.

"You...you....YOU!!" She screeched. She didn't seem to be able to decide on what to call him.

"How could you?!" Rika asked.

"I can't believe you did this to us!" Ansuko growled at him. Her voice had wavered. Her voice never wavered. Katsuya was now truly afraid.

Katsuya opened his mouth to repeat his question, but Miho cut him off. "YOU JERK!! I WANTED TO MARRY HIM!" She looked thoughtful for a moment before adding, with her eyes still burning. "OR AT LEAST MAKE OUT WITH HIM!!"

"Who?!" Katsuya asked frantically. "What are you talking about?!"

"KAIBA SETO! YOUR BOYFRIEND!!"

Katsuya blinked. "You...you guys know abou-"

"Of course we do!" Snapped Ansuko.

His eyes drifted over to Rika who had been rather quiet. "How could you?" She practically whispered. "You said you were tutoring his brother...yo-you lied to me!!" Her bright eyes began to glisten. "I thought you trusted me!"

"Rika..." He said, stepping towards the girl.

Suddenly, Miho jumped in his path and pointed her finger at him. "BACK! FANTASY STEALER!!"

She continued to move in and Ansuko had joined in on prowl.

He looked pleadingly at Rika, but she sharply turned on her heel and huffed.

Katsuya saw his life flash past his eyes.

***

"Hey Jou, I'm gla -- is that cheese in your hair?" Yuugi asked. After calming the girls down, in other words falling to his knees and groveling with them to spare him, he had quickly left and sought refuge at the shop. He ran his hand through his hair and pieces of mozzarella cheese drifted to the floor.

"Yeah...heh heh."

"Those girls throw it on you?"

"Set-er...Kaiba!" Katsuya threw him a fake glare. "What are you doing here?"

"Look, Ryou!" Bakura pointed and laughed from his spot in the chair. "They're having a lover's spat!"

Jou mouth dropped as he stared at Ryou. "You told!?"

"He didn't tell." Seto said.

Katsuya cocked his head to the side. "Then, how did Bakura find out?"

Seto pointed to television set. "You know that segment on the news called Public Eye?" He asked.

"Yeah...what about it?"

"They somehow found out about us and featured it on air." Seto sighed and rubbed his temples.

Katsuya's eyes became unnaturally wide. "They put it on TV?!"

"They had a video, too." Bakura smirked.

"It was of a time Kaiba was acting all 'sweet' to you" Yami chuckled. "Remember that?"

"A time when he was acting sweet?" Jou frowned, trying to think of which time the boy could be referring to. "You'll have to be more specific. He's sweet a lot."

Seto gaped at Katsuya, utterly horrified he told the other two that. His eyes then shifted into a glare at Yami and Bakura who were both snickering.

"You shouldn't talk." Yuugi said to Yami with his arms crossed.

Yami stopped laughing outright but coughed a few times into his hand.

Bakura was still chuckling, only now he was also making fun of Yami. "The two of you are pathetic!"

"Hey Bakura, wanna drink? Maybe some vodka?" Katsuya sneered, remembering how affectionate Bakura became with Ryou when he was drunk.

Abruptly, Bakura stopped and scowled. "Shut up."

"So, what are you two going to do about this?" Mokuba asked, ending all the teasing.

Seto squinted his eyes thoughtfully. "We should go to the station and tell them that it was a complete violation of our privacy to put that on the air."

"Yeah...Hey Yuugi! Do you have any food?" Katsuya asked and rubbed his stomach for emphasis. "I'm starved."

Seto stared incredulously at Jou. "Aren't you worried at all?!"

"About what?"

"That!" Seto pointed at the TV again.

"Oh. That. Well, yeah, I mean I wish I had told my friends but no harm no foul, right?" Katsuya answered with a shrug.

"Yeah..." Seto looked at him expectantly. Katsuya simply stared back. The tall boy sighed in defeat. "Didn't you forget someone?"

"Um...other than Honda, no."

Seto raised an eyebrow. "So, you have already told your father about our relationship?"

"DAMN IT! DAD!!"

***

Katsuya had ran immediately home after his realization. He prayed that his father had not seen the show like everyone else had. He entered quietly and glanced around for any sign of the man.

"Hello, Katsuya. Been off at your 'friend's' house again?" His father asked in an icy tone. His voice had practically been dripping with venom as he said friend's.

"No, I was at Yuugi's..." He stared at his father, not quite sure what to make of the man in front of him. He was sitting on couch in a relaxed way, but his eyes...they were so cold. His eyes had never been like that before, especially not directed to Katsuya. "Dad, I-"

"What, Katsuya?!" He snapped, rising from the couch. "You what?! Are you sorry?"

"NO!" Katsuya immediately yelled then reared back and bit his tongue. He shook his head and continued. "I mean, I'm not sorry for who I am. I-"

"AND WHAT ABOUT WHO I AM?!" His father interrupted again. "I'M YOUR FATHER FOR CHRIST'S SAKE AND I HAVE TO FIND OUT ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE FROM THE TV?! AND IN SOME TRASHY GOSSIP SEGMENT AT THAT!" Once he finished his father was panting, winded from his yelling.

Katsuya gazed at the floor, shaking a little and his eyes were moist from unshed tears. "Dad," He whispered, not entirely trusting his voice to not give way into broken sobs. "I'm sorry I hurt you. I wanted to tell you!" He chanced to look at his father. "Really, I did! But...I didn't know how to. I didn't know how you would take it."

"How did you think I would take finding out after months of dating?" He asked in an equally low voice. This time it was void of any malice or anger; the only thing present was pain.

"It hasn't been months." He tried to reassure him. "It's only been a little of a month."

"That isn't much better, Katsuya." He sighed and sank back onto the couch, putting his head in his hands. "I'm not angry. Well...no, I am angry, but not about you and him. I'm just mad that I didn't know about you and him."

Tentatively, Katsuya walked over and sat next to his father on the couch. "I wanted to tell you." He repeated softly. "And I was planning on telling you real soon, too. In fact, me and Seto were talking about it just yesterday."

His hands were still buried in his hands, but he peered through the side to look at his son. "Really?"

"Really." Katsuya smiled. His father smiled back and dropped his hands. Then he said something. Katsuya blinked a few times, certain he had misunderstood. "Wh-what did you say?"

"I said, I want him to eat dinner here so I can meet him."

'Okay...' Katsuya thought. 'So I didn't misunderstand.'

"Um, dad? Why would you want that? I mean, couldn't he just...shake your hand once and have that be it?" He was finding it hard to maintain his smile.

"No." He shook his head. "This is what my father would always do whenever one of my siblings were dating some boy."

"But, dad, all your siblings were girls." He responded through clenched teeth.

If his father started treating him like a girl just because he was gay...oh, there would be hell to pay!

"I know, but he'd a boy." He dropped his eyes level to Katsuya's. "And boys only want one thing."

"I'm a boy." Jou pointed out.

"Yeah? What's your point?" He asked his head tilted to the side. Before Katsuya could get it through his head, he waved the subject off. "How about this Friday? I think that would be a good night for the dinner. I could make lasagna or...something."

"He won't come." Katsuya told him.

His father laughed a little. "Of course he will. Just ask him to. I'm sure he'll say-"

***

"No fucking way in Hell, puppy."

"Oh come on, Seto!! Please?" Katsuya gave his boyfriend a beaming smile.

He had gone to Seto's office when he was done talking to his father. When he came into the building, Kari was at the front desk. She snarled angrily at him and Jou half imagined she would jump over the desk and try to poke him to death with her nail file -- which was entirely possible; it was of the sharp, metal variety. As much as she obviously didn't want to, she permitted him to see Seto and mumbled something about ruining all her hard work.

Honestly, the girl was a twit.

Once he had reached Seto, he proceeding in begging him to come to dinner. Which wasn't going over very well.

"No." Seto said crisply and began typing more numbers into his computer.

"Pretty please?"

"No."

"Pretty please with sugar on top?"

"No."

"...Pretty me with sugar on top?"

"Tempting, but no."

"Seto!" Katsuya whined loudly.

"No puppy. I'm not going."

Jou smoothly walked around to the back of Seto's chair and wrapped his arms around the brunette. Slowly, he began kissing Seto's neck.

Seto sighed in frustration, but tilted his head to give Katsuya more to work with. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to convince you to go to dinner." He retorted into his neck.

"Well stop. I have work to do."

"Seto, I want you to come."

Seto smirked a little and his bright blue eyes were glittering teasingly. "Isn't that a bit off topic?"

Katsuya hesitated for a moment and made a face at him. "You're a pervert."

"You're the one who said it, puppy." Seto tilted his head a bit more, silently asking Katsuya to continue.

So he did. Only he began to run his hands over Seto's toned chest as well. He could feel the other's breathing increase and a small moan escape him. "Please meet him." Katsuya whispered, convinced Seto would now agree.

"No."

Katsuya lurched away and scowled. "Why not!"

"I don't want to meet your father. That's why." Seto frowned at him, obviously upset that his boyfriend had stopped.

"I really want you to go! Please??"

"No." And he returned to his keyboard.

"Seto!! Please come!! I'll do anything! Just eat dinner with me and my father!"

Seto opened his mouth to say something, but hesitated. "Okay. I'll go."

"Really? Wow. That was easier than expected." Katsuya suddenly felt immensely pleased with himself. He knew it was near impossible to get Seto to change his mind about anything.

"Of course, I'm going to hold you to your word."

Jou's happiness wavered. "...What?"

Seto's hunger laced eyes racked over his body. "You said you'd do anything..."

A feeling of apprehension ran through Jou's body at the thought of what Seto's mind could conjure up. "Uh, what exactly would you have me do?"

Seto smirked wickedly and continued leering. "Nothing you wouldn't enjoy."

"And what would that be?" Katsuya nervously gulped.

A light kiss was placed on his lips. "You'll see when you come over tomorrow night."

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My first purposely written cliffy!! Muwhahahaha!!!!! Next chapter will be last chapter!

****I have decided that I might do side stories to this fic. If I do, they will almost definitely be all one shots. I'll only do them if you, my lovely reviewers, want me to. I'd need you to tell me what you want me to do side stories on (depending, of course, if you want me to do them) So if you have any suggestions, or anything in the story you wish I would elaborate on please tell me and if I can think of something good I'll write it.****

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