Me: I FORGOT MY FOOTNOTE AGAIN *gag* Douitashimashite means your welcome in
Japanese, please forgive me for forgetting. Hehe, I'm so happy, I got a
Duel Disk today! So to show how happy I am, I'm gonna write a new chapter,
enjoy!
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Rivalry of the Heart
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Chapter Five
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The blimp landed, softly, back in the stadium the next day. Katsuya lay spread eagle on his boyfriend's bed, snoring loudly. Seto had awoken early to check on Noa, and the progress they were making as they headed back into Domino. He was typing away on his laptop when he ostentatious sleeper of a boyfriend woke up.
"Ya know, that typing thing is not as quiet as people think it is. I mean, tap tap tap, over and over, and some people over here are trying to sleep, ya know," Katsuya complained, drowsily. Seto merely laughed, softly, and continued to type.
Katsuya swung his feet over the side of the bed, and glanced at his boyfriend, curiously, head tilted.
Seto was wearing his black outfit still, but his jacket was not on. Katsuya searched around for it, then found he was sitting on it. He smiled at the brunette, knowing he had put the jacket over him after he'd fallen asleep last night.
Katsuya sighed, "Are we on the ground?"
Seto nodded, and saved his program, shutting the laptop, "Would you like to go outside? I'm sure you've missed being on the ground."
"Well when you have to duel people, on top of a blimp, thousands of a feet off the ground, then you kinda get that feelin', ya know?" Katsuya asked, sarcastically.
Seto laughed again, and held out his hand for the blonde. The blonde smiled, and took his hand, and, after Seto grabbed his white duster, they went outside.
Yami, Yuugi, Ryou, Bakura, Isis, and a slightly reformed Malik, were all already out there.
Yuugi was jumping up and down chanting, "We're home, we're home!"
Yami was laughing at him. Ryou joined Yuugi, shortly after, and Bakura rolled his eyes.
Katsuya grinned and joined them, "We're home, we're home, we're home!"
Seto rose an eyebrow at his koinu, smirking.
Katsuya began to dance, to some unknown tune that only he could here. He was really happy to be home. Yuugi and Ryou laughed. Malik came up to them, slowly.
His head was bowed, and he was twiddling his thumbs, "Um...I'm sorry...yeah...can we be friends please?"
Katsuya stopped dancing and scowled, grabbing him by the front of the shirt, "Look! You hurt alot of people, and I don't know why anyone would ever forgive you fucked up little ass—"
"—Jou..." Yuugi cut him off, "He's truly sorry, and all those hurtful things he did, was because he had Mariku's darkness influencing him, and then Mariku betrayed him completely and took over his body."
Katsuya looked back at Malik, who was wide eyed and nodding.
He let go of him, "Alright then."
He grinned, and shook Malik's hand. Malik blinked, and looked at Yuugi. Yuugi just giggled, "He's just weird that way, you'll get use to it."
Katsuya spun around, and fell backwards into Seto's arms, "I'm very happy to be home. Can you tell?"
"Not a bit, you look miserable," Seto replied, smirking.
"Smart ass."
"Inu."
"Bastard."
"Mutt."
"Prick."
"Mongrel."
"Love you."
"Love you, too."
Ryou was giggling, and so was Yuugi, as Yami and Bakura looked at the four of them strangely. Malik just blinked.
"Come on, let's go home," Seto murmured. The whole group nodded.
~~~
A month later, Katsuya found Seto in his lab, working on something.
"Whatcha doin'?" He asked. Seto turned and looked at him, moving out of the way to reveal a robotic body that looked almost exactly like Noa.
"Oh," Was all he could manage to say. The body looked older, Seto's age, the rightful age that Noa was suppose to be. Katsuya tilted his head to the side, examining it more closely. After close, and thorough examination, he came to the conclusion that....he didn't understand a damn thing about it.
Seto screwed in the last screw and closed up Noa's belly, locking it, "Hand me my laptop, koinu, onegai?"
Katsuya nodded, and picked up the black notebook looking thing, and handed it to the brunette.
Seto pulled the extension wires from it, and hooked them into the body, and began to type, "You ready, Noa?"
"Ready as ever," Noa replied from the screen. Seto began to upload his brain into the body. As the upload finished, the body's eyes opened slowly, and blinked for the first time, "I...I'm alive..."
"Technically, speaking," Seto corrected. Katsuya snickered, "Technically...that's funny...(because Noa has a _technical_ body...get it? Err, nevermind...)"
Seto rolled his eyes, "All right, Noa, you can wander around a bit. Mokuba and Shizuka are inside. Katsuya and I have to go somewhere."
Katsuya took a shaky breath, "I don't wanna..."
"Yes, but you have too, see..." Seto murmured, as he pulled Katsuya through the mansion and out the door, where a limo was waiting.
"Look, I've told him I've been staying with Yuugi, and he was not very happy about _that_. How am I gonna tell him I'm moving in with my _boyfriend_?! Have I mentioned he's a dreadful homophobe? I did right?"
"Yes, everyday since a month ago, when I first suggested that you move out, so as to get it over with. You're a horrible procrastinator, love," Seto replied.
"Well, it kept me away from him for a month, didn't it? I can't believe this..." Katsuya grumbled as the limo took off toward his apartment building.
He hugged himself.
The brunette, next to him, sighed, and pulled him into his arms, rocking him, "I'll be right there next to you if he tries anything, okay?"
The limo slowed, and Katsuya stepped out. He was sweating, nervously, and began to play with the ends of his shirt, which he often did when nervous or afraid.
Seto stepped out after him, taking his hand, pulling it away from the shirt's end. He squeezed said hand, comfortingly. He knew Katsuya was scared. He would be too if he still had any fear toward Gozaburo and he was in Katsuya's shoes. He remembered the feeling though. Being scared of someone you were suppose to be close too. He'd felt it so much as a child, that one day it just...disappeared. But it didn't always happen that way. Sometimes when you fear as a child, you stay afraid. That was what the case was for Katsuya. But Seto squeezed his hand again, letting him know he was there. And he'd always be there.
Katsuya smiled. He took in a deep, and shaky breath and walked toward the entrance of the building. The lady at the desk in the lobby looked at him.
"Jouno, you're back! We've really missed you around here," The woman was in her early thirties, and very pretty. She had long red hair, and bright hazel eyes. She smiled, kindly at the blonde.
"Hi, Mitsuki. Really? Has Karuso-san been bothering you? She's very nosey when it comes to me," Katsuya said.
Karuso-san was a sixty-three year old woman who was a very motherly figure to Katsuya, but she was nosey and everytime he'd gone to see his friends in the past, he'd come home and she'd tackle him with questions about whether he'd been out all night with some girl or something. She wasn't really worried about if he'd been having sex or anything. Just very curious about his love life. _Very_ curious.
"Yeah, she was down here a couple of times asking if I'd seen you. I told her I hadn't seen you in a like two months. She hobbled off mumbling about no details or something like that. I think she was pissed you weren't around to tell her, 'Noooo! I wasn't fucking some girls brains out!' You know how she gets..." Mitsuki grinned.
Seto rose an eyebrow, and Katsuya flushed, "Karuso-san is a curious woman...especially when it comes to me. I think she's finally come to the conclusion that I'm...happy...if you know what I mean."
Seto nodded, his smirk growing.
"Stop looking at me like that, you ass! Come on...thank you, Mitsuki..." Katsuya dragged the brunette with him up the stairs.
Seto was still smirking at him, arrogantly, when they reached Katsuya's floor.
"I know what you're thinking, just...don't...okay?" Katsuya said, and Seto burst out laughing.
"Gods, you're such a prick," Katsuya mumbled, and Seto only laughed harder.
"Shut up or you'll draw out..."
Too late. Karuso-san bolted(well as fast as an old lady can bolt) out of her apartment, "Jouno!"
"Hello, Karuso-san, nice to see you," Katsuya said.
"Where _have_ you been, Jouno?" Karuso-san asked, sweetly.
"At a tournament, Karuso-san, just like _last_ time," Katsuya said, as he fumbled to get his key in the door.
Seto stood there, quietly, now, but his smirk still had not wavered, even after his laughter died.
"I heard laughing, what happened?" Karuso-san asked, eyeing Seto, suspiciously.
"Nothing, Karuso-san," He got the door unlocked and opened. He started to pull Seto inside.
"Wait...Jouno...who's he...wait...!"
Katsuya began to close the door, and he poked his head out, "Goodbye, Karuso-san..."
And he closed the door.
Karuso grinned, "I knew he was gay."
~~~
Seto looked around the small apartment. He made a disapproving face. The walls were dirty, the couch was encrusted with mildew and spilled beer, the television was dusty, the kitchen was filled with old food containers and dishes that had not been cleaned in what looked like a year, and the small patio was piled with empty beer bottles.
"Yeah, I know, it's disgusting. But my dad relies on me for everything, so when I'm not here, he seems to use beer as food, beer as drink, and beer as a way to get to sleep. Of course, he does that anyway, but usually I'm here to make him dinner before he drinks himself to insanity, and ultimately unconsciousness," Katsuya said.
Suddenly, a man in his late-forties, and very drunk, burst out of one of the rooms, "Therr you are, boy!"
Katsuya winced, and took a step back.
"Wherr you bin? That annoying lady frind of yers been over a lot!" The man slurred. Seto looked at him, disgusted.
"Who's dish?" The man said, slinking against the wall to keep himself, slightly, upright.
"This is...is Seto...he's asked me too...too move in...with him..." Katsuya said, slowly, cautiously.
"Whaaaa?! Nuh-uh, no way, yer stayin' herr, so that I dun starve," His father slurred.
"But..."
SMACK!
Katsuya yelped, and nearly fell face first to the ground. Seto caught him, and pulled him back up. Katsuya's eyes were brimmed with tears now, from the sting and from the fact that he let his father hit him in front of his boyfriend.
"Dun backtalk, boy!" The man shouted.
"I'm so sorry you had to see that..." The blonde murmured. Seto shook his head, "You shouldn't be sorry..."
Seto glared at the man, "_You_ should."
"Oh, I see now..muh son's a homo liddle whore..." The man replied.
Katsuya squeezed his eyes shut, the tears spilling over.
"Katsuya, go get your things," Seto ordered softly, his hard stare never wavering from the older man. Katsuya nodded, and made his way toward his room.
The older man went to grab at him, but Seto grabbed the man's shoulders and shoved him against the dirty wall, "Touch him, EVER again, and I swear I will personally massacre you. He doesn't deserve what you do to him."
A few moments later, Katsuya emerged from his room with a big suitcase, and a small one, and a bunch of papers rolled up under his arm.
Seto was still glaring at the older man, who finally got that picture that the brunette wasn't one to mess with, as he reached out and took Katsuya's suitcase, and they both walked out, quietly, Katsuya throwing the keys over his shoulder and onto the floor.
As they walked out, Karuso-san, grinning, greeted them with a "Hi."
Katsuya jumped, "Holy shit, Karuso-san, don't do that."
He closed the door.
"I knew it. Mitsuki and I have been suspecting," Karuso-san said.
"Suspecting what?" Katsuya asked.
"Well, you're always saying when you return here that you are away at a tournament and that your not with girls at all, and then you bring someone like _this_," She motioned toward the brunette, "back here, and it's finally obvious. You're homosexual."
Seto snorted, "I'm going down to the car."
He smirked, and wrapped his free arm around Katsuya's waist.
"Seto, don't even think about—"
Too late. A firm, and full of tongue kiss was placed on the blonde's lips. When they broke apart, Seto grinned at the woman before them, and bowed, walking away, as Katsuya flushed, brightly.
"Katsuya, he seems like a very well-off young man. I'm sure you'll be happy. Call me and Mitsuki when you get the chance," Karuso-san said, noticing the suitcase.
Katsuya smiled, "He is, but that's not why I love him. And I am happy. I will, Karuso-san, thank you for keeping me....entertained while I was here."
He hugged the old woman, and walked off.
~~~
Katsuya sat on the floor in Seto's bedroom, unpacking his things, and putting them in a few drawers and a part of the closet that Seto had reserved for him.
He pulled out of the bottom of the larger suitcase, a sketchpad and placed it to the side, until Seto came back so he could ask him where he could put it.
Seto entered the room with two steaming mugs in his hands. He set one down on the dresser and handed one to Katsuya, "Raspberry tea."
"My favorite," Katsuya said.
Seto laughed, "Mine too."
Katsuya laughed as well, "Whooda thunk?"
Seto smiled, as Katsuya took a sip of the tea. Seto noticed the rolled up papers, and the sketch pad for the first time.
"What are these?"
"Oh, I like to draw. You can look at them. I suppose I don't have to hide them anymore," Katsuya replied.
"Why were you hiding them in the first place?" Seto asked.
"Look for yourself."
Seto opened the first one up, and his eyes widened a bit. The picture was of him, a very _good_ picture of him, shirtless, with a half-lidded and lustful look in his eyes, as the large tail of the Blue Eyes behind him, wrapped around his chest, and the torso.
Katsuya looked at him, "I know it's..."
"...really good." Seto finished.
"Really?"
Seto nodded, smiling. He opened the next one. Their were four in all. The next one was him, in his great outfit and blue trenchcoat, an out of date Duel Disk on his arm, and a briefcase in his hand. This one had a title It read 'Master.'
Seto grinned, "So, you weren't really that hurt by our duel during Duelist Kingdom, were you?"
"No, I was, but then I had this dream, and I decided to draw this. You may have been a stupid bastard, but that didn't mean my feelings weren't there." Katsuya said, as he stuffed another pair of worn jeans into the drawer.
Seto nodded, and opened the third. This one was a picture of him sleeping. It only showed the upper half of his body, as his head rested on a pillow, and his face looked serene.
Seto opened the last. This one was definitely his favorite. It was Him and Katsuya kissing, only there shoulders and up showing. It was the only one colored, too. It had Katsuya in his green coat, his skin tone perfect, and hair color impeccable. Seto was, of course, in his blue duster, his skin tone also very correct, and hair color right on the dot.
"You worked hard on this one, hmm?" Seto asked.
Katsuya looked at it, "Oh, yeah."
Seto looked at it again, "I think we should frame it...hang it above the bed. What do you think?"
Katsuya looked at him, eyes shining, "Really?"
Seto laughed, "No, I was just pulling you're hind legs, pup. Yes, really."
Katsuya jumped on him, pinning him down, then straddling him, "You really are an ass...and I love you for it."
Seto smirked, "Good to know..."
~~~
Katsuya blinked at Noa, who was looking around curiously, and having real trouble maneuvering his new body. It had been three days since Katsuya had moved in, and it was Sunday morning. Seto had taken Mokuba out for a bit, and told the two to behave and that he'd be back in a bit.
Noa was playing with a reclining chair at that moment, making it swish up, and then pushing it back down, so he could repeat the process. He went to stand after this began to get boring, and fell straight to the floor.
Katsuya's eyes got wide, and he sweatdropped, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine. It's just I haven't had a body for so long, that it's like having to learn to walk all over again," Noa replied.
"So how did you get inside the other day?"
"Well I swung my feet over the side of the table, then....yelled and screamed for Mokuba to come and help me."
"Oh."
~~~
Seto and Mokuba returned home, an hour or so afterward, and Seto found Katsuya trying o hold Noa up, as he tried to walk across the room.
He blinked, "I'm not even going to ask."
"Seto!" Katsuya grinned, immediately, letting go of Noa, and rushing toward the brunette, launching himself into his arms.
Noa dropped to the floor, "Gee, thanks, Jounouchi..."
"Oop...sorry, Noa..."
Noa went to stand, and he wobbled a bit, but steadied himself, and slowly walked over to us.
"Hey, you did it!" Katsuya cheered.
Noa nodded, "I'm a quick learner."
Katsuya smiled, as Seto produced something from a bag. A large frame.
"For that picture, you frame it and I'll put it up tonight, all right?" Seto asked.
Katsuya nodded, and took the frame, going up the stairs to frame the picture.
Seto half-smiled as he watched the blonde go. Life was pretty good.
~~~
"All for one, and all for love..." Katsuya sang, softly, as he climbed up on the bed so he could hang the picture he'd framed. He knew Seto said he'd do it, but he thought he'd save him the trouble. He almost had the picture in the place where Seto had put the nail, having to get up on his tiptoes, when he realized his tiptoes weren't very stable, and he slipped, falling backwards off the bed.
~~~
Seto was halfway up the stairs, when he heard the offending cry, and yelp that followed. He ran the rest of the way up the stairs, and down the hallway to his bedroom, slamming the door open, and the sight that greeted him was not a pleasant one.
The picture lay unharmed on the bed, but Katsuya was on his back on the floor, where Seto was sure he'd landed headfirst. He was cringing, and Seto could barely see the sparkle of tears that brimmed his eyes.
He frowned and made his way over to him, picking him up off the floor, sitting him on the bed, and feeling his head. Just as he had suspected, a protruding bump had started to grow in the back of his head.
"Katsuya, are you alright? You scared me, koinu, I thought you were seriously hurt. What were you doing? I told you I'd hang that picture," Seto murmured, pulling the blonde's hands away from his face, to reveal a sniffling blonde.
"I know, I just thought I'd help. It's your fault anyway, you put the nail so damn high!" Katsuya exclaimed, through his cracking voice.
Seto laughed, "Yes, yes, everything is my fault, mutt."
"Don't call me names..." Katsuya pouted.
"You know just as well as I, that that name is an endearment now, pup, _not_ an insult," Seto replied.
Katsuya nodded, "Still, when you use 'mutt' instead of 'pup', it still seems a bit insulting."
"That's understandable, I suppose." Seto replied.
Mokuba poked his head through the door, "Seto, some of us are used to being fed before midnight. Can we work that out?"
Seto smiled as his younger brother, and nodded, "Yes, we can, if you get me the first aid kit."
"Only been here a few days and already hurt yourself, ne, Jou?" Mokuba asked, grinning.
"Go figure, ne?" Katsuya replied, smiling at the boy. Mokuba rushed down the stairs, and was back up them in a mere matter of minutes _with_ first aid in hand.
He handed it to the brunette, who made Katsuya lay on his belly. He straddled the blonde's bottom, as he began to work on the bump on his head.
"You know what I feel like right now, Kaiba Seto?" Katsuya asked.
Seto's mouth twitched, as he tried not to smile, but Mokuba could see it curving up, then he noticed just the compromised position they were in and he burst out laughing.
Seto snorted, trying not to laugh himself, and Katsuya made a face, propping his head up in one hand, and tapping the fingers of his other against the bed. Seto finished with his head, and rolled off of him. Mokuba had previously exited the room, after calmly is giggle-attack, and it left the two all alone.
Katsuya sat up, and blinked, "I'm hungry."
"And we're surprised because...?" Seto asked, and received a smack in the arm.
~~~
After dinner, the couple curled up in Seto's bed, where Katsuya stared up at the ceiling, waiting for the brunette come out of the bathroom, where he was brushing his teeth, and changing.
Seto emerged from the bathroom, shirtless, and in sweatpants. Katsuya had noticed this about Seto during Battle City. He usually slept in his boxers, but on cooler nights, like that night, he would put a pair of sweat or pajama pants on.
He climbed into the bed next to his blonde boyfriend, and pulled him up against him. This was why Katsuya didn't wear sweatpants. All the warmth he needed was in his ryu's arms.
"Oyasumi, koinu," Seto said, stifling a yawn.
"Oyasumi, ryu..." Katsuya barely whispered, before sleep overcame him.
~~~
The next morning the whole group gathered at the Kame Game Shop, though Seto was very reluctant to go.
"Jou! Hey, how are you guys?" Yuugi gushed, beaming.
"We're good."
"Correction, we were good, until someone decided to drag us down here against our will," Seto grumbled.
"He's not a morning person, even at 11 am in the morning." Katsuya said, smiling brightly. He noticed Ryou and Bakura in the corner of the room, checking saliva samples.
"So, any real confessions from those two yet?"
Yuugi beamed and nodded, "I heard them over there playing the 'I love you more' game before they started to exchange taste buds."
Ryou broke away, "I know you're talking about us!"
He jumped off his yami's lap and bounced over to them, "Hello, Jou, how are you?"
"Fine, thanks!" Katsuya replied, and as Ryou looked at Seto, giving him a glance that asked the same, he just made a sour face, and went to see if Yuugi's grandpa had any coffee stashed anywhere.
Ryou blinked, "Alright then..."
~~~
They hung out for a while, then Yuugi noticed they'd run out of stuff to drink.
"Oh, don't worry, Yuug', I'll go get some soda at the convenient store down the street. I'll be right back. Make sure _he_ doesn't kill anyone in the bad mood state he's in." Katsuya said, before taking some money from Seto and heading out the door.
"I hate it when he does that," Seto said, sourly.
~~~
Katsuya made his way down the street, whistling, happily. Nothing could go wrong now. He was safe and free now.
At least...so he thought.
His attacker decided now was as good a time as ever to pounce.
Katsuya tried to scream, but he was muffled by the attacker who hovered him.
Bandit Keith smiled, hungrily, down at the blonde, "Well, well...nice ta see you too, punk."
Katsuya thrashed, but Keith dragged him away.
~~~
An hour passed, and Seto was really beginning to worry, "Where is he?"
He was pacing, now, and Yami, and Yuugi were trying to settle him down.
"I'm sure he found some video game or something that distracted him. He'll be back any minute." Yami said.
"You said that ten minutes ago, Pharaoh no baka," Bakura replied.
"You're not _helping_, Bakura..." Yami hissed.
~~~
Katsuya, however, was crying as Keith finished his little 'game.' He was now satisfied, as he left the blonde tied, nude, to the bed in his little hut. Katsuya curled up, pulling his legs to his chest, those his arms, aching, still lay tied to the post.
He wished Seto was here. But how would Seto ever find him now?
He was all alone.
'Seto, please come soon...'
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Me: OH NO! I've very sad, no one has gotten right yet But...
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Rivalry of the Heart
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Chapter Five
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The blimp landed, softly, back in the stadium the next day. Katsuya lay spread eagle on his boyfriend's bed, snoring loudly. Seto had awoken early to check on Noa, and the progress they were making as they headed back into Domino. He was typing away on his laptop when he ostentatious sleeper of a boyfriend woke up.
"Ya know, that typing thing is not as quiet as people think it is. I mean, tap tap tap, over and over, and some people over here are trying to sleep, ya know," Katsuya complained, drowsily. Seto merely laughed, softly, and continued to type.
Katsuya swung his feet over the side of the bed, and glanced at his boyfriend, curiously, head tilted.
Seto was wearing his black outfit still, but his jacket was not on. Katsuya searched around for it, then found he was sitting on it. He smiled at the brunette, knowing he had put the jacket over him after he'd fallen asleep last night.
Katsuya sighed, "Are we on the ground?"
Seto nodded, and saved his program, shutting the laptop, "Would you like to go outside? I'm sure you've missed being on the ground."
"Well when you have to duel people, on top of a blimp, thousands of a feet off the ground, then you kinda get that feelin', ya know?" Katsuya asked, sarcastically.
Seto laughed again, and held out his hand for the blonde. The blonde smiled, and took his hand, and, after Seto grabbed his white duster, they went outside.
Yami, Yuugi, Ryou, Bakura, Isis, and a slightly reformed Malik, were all already out there.
Yuugi was jumping up and down chanting, "We're home, we're home!"
Yami was laughing at him. Ryou joined Yuugi, shortly after, and Bakura rolled his eyes.
Katsuya grinned and joined them, "We're home, we're home, we're home!"
Seto rose an eyebrow at his koinu, smirking.
Katsuya began to dance, to some unknown tune that only he could here. He was really happy to be home. Yuugi and Ryou laughed. Malik came up to them, slowly.
His head was bowed, and he was twiddling his thumbs, "Um...I'm sorry...yeah...can we be friends please?"
Katsuya stopped dancing and scowled, grabbing him by the front of the shirt, "Look! You hurt alot of people, and I don't know why anyone would ever forgive you fucked up little ass—"
"—Jou..." Yuugi cut him off, "He's truly sorry, and all those hurtful things he did, was because he had Mariku's darkness influencing him, and then Mariku betrayed him completely and took over his body."
Katsuya looked back at Malik, who was wide eyed and nodding.
He let go of him, "Alright then."
He grinned, and shook Malik's hand. Malik blinked, and looked at Yuugi. Yuugi just giggled, "He's just weird that way, you'll get use to it."
Katsuya spun around, and fell backwards into Seto's arms, "I'm very happy to be home. Can you tell?"
"Not a bit, you look miserable," Seto replied, smirking.
"Smart ass."
"Inu."
"Bastard."
"Mutt."
"Prick."
"Mongrel."
"Love you."
"Love you, too."
Ryou was giggling, and so was Yuugi, as Yami and Bakura looked at the four of them strangely. Malik just blinked.
"Come on, let's go home," Seto murmured. The whole group nodded.
~~~
A month later, Katsuya found Seto in his lab, working on something.
"Whatcha doin'?" He asked. Seto turned and looked at him, moving out of the way to reveal a robotic body that looked almost exactly like Noa.
"Oh," Was all he could manage to say. The body looked older, Seto's age, the rightful age that Noa was suppose to be. Katsuya tilted his head to the side, examining it more closely. After close, and thorough examination, he came to the conclusion that....he didn't understand a damn thing about it.
Seto screwed in the last screw and closed up Noa's belly, locking it, "Hand me my laptop, koinu, onegai?"
Katsuya nodded, and picked up the black notebook looking thing, and handed it to the brunette.
Seto pulled the extension wires from it, and hooked them into the body, and began to type, "You ready, Noa?"
"Ready as ever," Noa replied from the screen. Seto began to upload his brain into the body. As the upload finished, the body's eyes opened slowly, and blinked for the first time, "I...I'm alive..."
"Technically, speaking," Seto corrected. Katsuya snickered, "Technically...that's funny...(because Noa has a _technical_ body...get it? Err, nevermind...)"
Seto rolled his eyes, "All right, Noa, you can wander around a bit. Mokuba and Shizuka are inside. Katsuya and I have to go somewhere."
Katsuya took a shaky breath, "I don't wanna..."
"Yes, but you have too, see..." Seto murmured, as he pulled Katsuya through the mansion and out the door, where a limo was waiting.
"Look, I've told him I've been staying with Yuugi, and he was not very happy about _that_. How am I gonna tell him I'm moving in with my _boyfriend_?! Have I mentioned he's a dreadful homophobe? I did right?"
"Yes, everyday since a month ago, when I first suggested that you move out, so as to get it over with. You're a horrible procrastinator, love," Seto replied.
"Well, it kept me away from him for a month, didn't it? I can't believe this..." Katsuya grumbled as the limo took off toward his apartment building.
He hugged himself.
The brunette, next to him, sighed, and pulled him into his arms, rocking him, "I'll be right there next to you if he tries anything, okay?"
The limo slowed, and Katsuya stepped out. He was sweating, nervously, and began to play with the ends of his shirt, which he often did when nervous or afraid.
Seto stepped out after him, taking his hand, pulling it away from the shirt's end. He squeezed said hand, comfortingly. He knew Katsuya was scared. He would be too if he still had any fear toward Gozaburo and he was in Katsuya's shoes. He remembered the feeling though. Being scared of someone you were suppose to be close too. He'd felt it so much as a child, that one day it just...disappeared. But it didn't always happen that way. Sometimes when you fear as a child, you stay afraid. That was what the case was for Katsuya. But Seto squeezed his hand again, letting him know he was there. And he'd always be there.
Katsuya smiled. He took in a deep, and shaky breath and walked toward the entrance of the building. The lady at the desk in the lobby looked at him.
"Jouno, you're back! We've really missed you around here," The woman was in her early thirties, and very pretty. She had long red hair, and bright hazel eyes. She smiled, kindly at the blonde.
"Hi, Mitsuki. Really? Has Karuso-san been bothering you? She's very nosey when it comes to me," Katsuya said.
Karuso-san was a sixty-three year old woman who was a very motherly figure to Katsuya, but she was nosey and everytime he'd gone to see his friends in the past, he'd come home and she'd tackle him with questions about whether he'd been out all night with some girl or something. She wasn't really worried about if he'd been having sex or anything. Just very curious about his love life. _Very_ curious.
"Yeah, she was down here a couple of times asking if I'd seen you. I told her I hadn't seen you in a like two months. She hobbled off mumbling about no details or something like that. I think she was pissed you weren't around to tell her, 'Noooo! I wasn't fucking some girls brains out!' You know how she gets..." Mitsuki grinned.
Seto rose an eyebrow, and Katsuya flushed, "Karuso-san is a curious woman...especially when it comes to me. I think she's finally come to the conclusion that I'm...happy...if you know what I mean."
Seto nodded, his smirk growing.
"Stop looking at me like that, you ass! Come on...thank you, Mitsuki..." Katsuya dragged the brunette with him up the stairs.
Seto was still smirking at him, arrogantly, when they reached Katsuya's floor.
"I know what you're thinking, just...don't...okay?" Katsuya said, and Seto burst out laughing.
"Gods, you're such a prick," Katsuya mumbled, and Seto only laughed harder.
"Shut up or you'll draw out..."
Too late. Karuso-san bolted(well as fast as an old lady can bolt) out of her apartment, "Jouno!"
"Hello, Karuso-san, nice to see you," Katsuya said.
"Where _have_ you been, Jouno?" Karuso-san asked, sweetly.
"At a tournament, Karuso-san, just like _last_ time," Katsuya said, as he fumbled to get his key in the door.
Seto stood there, quietly, now, but his smirk still had not wavered, even after his laughter died.
"I heard laughing, what happened?" Karuso-san asked, eyeing Seto, suspiciously.
"Nothing, Karuso-san," He got the door unlocked and opened. He started to pull Seto inside.
"Wait...Jouno...who's he...wait...!"
Katsuya began to close the door, and he poked his head out, "Goodbye, Karuso-san..."
And he closed the door.
Karuso grinned, "I knew he was gay."
~~~
Seto looked around the small apartment. He made a disapproving face. The walls were dirty, the couch was encrusted with mildew and spilled beer, the television was dusty, the kitchen was filled with old food containers and dishes that had not been cleaned in what looked like a year, and the small patio was piled with empty beer bottles.
"Yeah, I know, it's disgusting. But my dad relies on me for everything, so when I'm not here, he seems to use beer as food, beer as drink, and beer as a way to get to sleep. Of course, he does that anyway, but usually I'm here to make him dinner before he drinks himself to insanity, and ultimately unconsciousness," Katsuya said.
Suddenly, a man in his late-forties, and very drunk, burst out of one of the rooms, "Therr you are, boy!"
Katsuya winced, and took a step back.
"Wherr you bin? That annoying lady frind of yers been over a lot!" The man slurred. Seto looked at him, disgusted.
"Who's dish?" The man said, slinking against the wall to keep himself, slightly, upright.
"This is...is Seto...he's asked me too...too move in...with him..." Katsuya said, slowly, cautiously.
"Whaaaa?! Nuh-uh, no way, yer stayin' herr, so that I dun starve," His father slurred.
"But..."
SMACK!
Katsuya yelped, and nearly fell face first to the ground. Seto caught him, and pulled him back up. Katsuya's eyes were brimmed with tears now, from the sting and from the fact that he let his father hit him in front of his boyfriend.
"Dun backtalk, boy!" The man shouted.
"I'm so sorry you had to see that..." The blonde murmured. Seto shook his head, "You shouldn't be sorry..."
Seto glared at the man, "_You_ should."
"Oh, I see now..muh son's a homo liddle whore..." The man replied.
Katsuya squeezed his eyes shut, the tears spilling over.
"Katsuya, go get your things," Seto ordered softly, his hard stare never wavering from the older man. Katsuya nodded, and made his way toward his room.
The older man went to grab at him, but Seto grabbed the man's shoulders and shoved him against the dirty wall, "Touch him, EVER again, and I swear I will personally massacre you. He doesn't deserve what you do to him."
A few moments later, Katsuya emerged from his room with a big suitcase, and a small one, and a bunch of papers rolled up under his arm.
Seto was still glaring at the older man, who finally got that picture that the brunette wasn't one to mess with, as he reached out and took Katsuya's suitcase, and they both walked out, quietly, Katsuya throwing the keys over his shoulder and onto the floor.
As they walked out, Karuso-san, grinning, greeted them with a "Hi."
Katsuya jumped, "Holy shit, Karuso-san, don't do that."
He closed the door.
"I knew it. Mitsuki and I have been suspecting," Karuso-san said.
"Suspecting what?" Katsuya asked.
"Well, you're always saying when you return here that you are away at a tournament and that your not with girls at all, and then you bring someone like _this_," She motioned toward the brunette, "back here, and it's finally obvious. You're homosexual."
Seto snorted, "I'm going down to the car."
He smirked, and wrapped his free arm around Katsuya's waist.
"Seto, don't even think about—"
Too late. A firm, and full of tongue kiss was placed on the blonde's lips. When they broke apart, Seto grinned at the woman before them, and bowed, walking away, as Katsuya flushed, brightly.
"Katsuya, he seems like a very well-off young man. I'm sure you'll be happy. Call me and Mitsuki when you get the chance," Karuso-san said, noticing the suitcase.
Katsuya smiled, "He is, but that's not why I love him. And I am happy. I will, Karuso-san, thank you for keeping me....entertained while I was here."
He hugged the old woman, and walked off.
~~~
Katsuya sat on the floor in Seto's bedroom, unpacking his things, and putting them in a few drawers and a part of the closet that Seto had reserved for him.
He pulled out of the bottom of the larger suitcase, a sketchpad and placed it to the side, until Seto came back so he could ask him where he could put it.
Seto entered the room with two steaming mugs in his hands. He set one down on the dresser and handed one to Katsuya, "Raspberry tea."
"My favorite," Katsuya said.
Seto laughed, "Mine too."
Katsuya laughed as well, "Whooda thunk?"
Seto smiled, as Katsuya took a sip of the tea. Seto noticed the rolled up papers, and the sketch pad for the first time.
"What are these?"
"Oh, I like to draw. You can look at them. I suppose I don't have to hide them anymore," Katsuya replied.
"Why were you hiding them in the first place?" Seto asked.
"Look for yourself."
Seto opened the first one up, and his eyes widened a bit. The picture was of him, a very _good_ picture of him, shirtless, with a half-lidded and lustful look in his eyes, as the large tail of the Blue Eyes behind him, wrapped around his chest, and the torso.
Katsuya looked at him, "I know it's..."
"...really good." Seto finished.
"Really?"
Seto nodded, smiling. He opened the next one. Their were four in all. The next one was him, in his great outfit and blue trenchcoat, an out of date Duel Disk on his arm, and a briefcase in his hand. This one had a title It read 'Master.'
Seto grinned, "So, you weren't really that hurt by our duel during Duelist Kingdom, were you?"
"No, I was, but then I had this dream, and I decided to draw this. You may have been a stupid bastard, but that didn't mean my feelings weren't there." Katsuya said, as he stuffed another pair of worn jeans into the drawer.
Seto nodded, and opened the third. This one was a picture of him sleeping. It only showed the upper half of his body, as his head rested on a pillow, and his face looked serene.
Seto opened the last. This one was definitely his favorite. It was Him and Katsuya kissing, only there shoulders and up showing. It was the only one colored, too. It had Katsuya in his green coat, his skin tone perfect, and hair color impeccable. Seto was, of course, in his blue duster, his skin tone also very correct, and hair color right on the dot.
"You worked hard on this one, hmm?" Seto asked.
Katsuya looked at it, "Oh, yeah."
Seto looked at it again, "I think we should frame it...hang it above the bed. What do you think?"
Katsuya looked at him, eyes shining, "Really?"
Seto laughed, "No, I was just pulling you're hind legs, pup. Yes, really."
Katsuya jumped on him, pinning him down, then straddling him, "You really are an ass...and I love you for it."
Seto smirked, "Good to know..."
~~~
Katsuya blinked at Noa, who was looking around curiously, and having real trouble maneuvering his new body. It had been three days since Katsuya had moved in, and it was Sunday morning. Seto had taken Mokuba out for a bit, and told the two to behave and that he'd be back in a bit.
Noa was playing with a reclining chair at that moment, making it swish up, and then pushing it back down, so he could repeat the process. He went to stand after this began to get boring, and fell straight to the floor.
Katsuya's eyes got wide, and he sweatdropped, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine. It's just I haven't had a body for so long, that it's like having to learn to walk all over again," Noa replied.
"So how did you get inside the other day?"
"Well I swung my feet over the side of the table, then....yelled and screamed for Mokuba to come and help me."
"Oh."
~~~
Seto and Mokuba returned home, an hour or so afterward, and Seto found Katsuya trying o hold Noa up, as he tried to walk across the room.
He blinked, "I'm not even going to ask."
"Seto!" Katsuya grinned, immediately, letting go of Noa, and rushing toward the brunette, launching himself into his arms.
Noa dropped to the floor, "Gee, thanks, Jounouchi..."
"Oop...sorry, Noa..."
Noa went to stand, and he wobbled a bit, but steadied himself, and slowly walked over to us.
"Hey, you did it!" Katsuya cheered.
Noa nodded, "I'm a quick learner."
Katsuya smiled, as Seto produced something from a bag. A large frame.
"For that picture, you frame it and I'll put it up tonight, all right?" Seto asked.
Katsuya nodded, and took the frame, going up the stairs to frame the picture.
Seto half-smiled as he watched the blonde go. Life was pretty good.
~~~
"All for one, and all for love..." Katsuya sang, softly, as he climbed up on the bed so he could hang the picture he'd framed. He knew Seto said he'd do it, but he thought he'd save him the trouble. He almost had the picture in the place where Seto had put the nail, having to get up on his tiptoes, when he realized his tiptoes weren't very stable, and he slipped, falling backwards off the bed.
~~~
Seto was halfway up the stairs, when he heard the offending cry, and yelp that followed. He ran the rest of the way up the stairs, and down the hallway to his bedroom, slamming the door open, and the sight that greeted him was not a pleasant one.
The picture lay unharmed on the bed, but Katsuya was on his back on the floor, where Seto was sure he'd landed headfirst. He was cringing, and Seto could barely see the sparkle of tears that brimmed his eyes.
He frowned and made his way over to him, picking him up off the floor, sitting him on the bed, and feeling his head. Just as he had suspected, a protruding bump had started to grow in the back of his head.
"Katsuya, are you alright? You scared me, koinu, I thought you were seriously hurt. What were you doing? I told you I'd hang that picture," Seto murmured, pulling the blonde's hands away from his face, to reveal a sniffling blonde.
"I know, I just thought I'd help. It's your fault anyway, you put the nail so damn high!" Katsuya exclaimed, through his cracking voice.
Seto laughed, "Yes, yes, everything is my fault, mutt."
"Don't call me names..." Katsuya pouted.
"You know just as well as I, that that name is an endearment now, pup, _not_ an insult," Seto replied.
Katsuya nodded, "Still, when you use 'mutt' instead of 'pup', it still seems a bit insulting."
"That's understandable, I suppose." Seto replied.
Mokuba poked his head through the door, "Seto, some of us are used to being fed before midnight. Can we work that out?"
Seto smiled as his younger brother, and nodded, "Yes, we can, if you get me the first aid kit."
"Only been here a few days and already hurt yourself, ne, Jou?" Mokuba asked, grinning.
"Go figure, ne?" Katsuya replied, smiling at the boy. Mokuba rushed down the stairs, and was back up them in a mere matter of minutes _with_ first aid in hand.
He handed it to the brunette, who made Katsuya lay on his belly. He straddled the blonde's bottom, as he began to work on the bump on his head.
"You know what I feel like right now, Kaiba Seto?" Katsuya asked.
Seto's mouth twitched, as he tried not to smile, but Mokuba could see it curving up, then he noticed just the compromised position they were in and he burst out laughing.
Seto snorted, trying not to laugh himself, and Katsuya made a face, propping his head up in one hand, and tapping the fingers of his other against the bed. Seto finished with his head, and rolled off of him. Mokuba had previously exited the room, after calmly is giggle-attack, and it left the two all alone.
Katsuya sat up, and blinked, "I'm hungry."
"And we're surprised because...?" Seto asked, and received a smack in the arm.
~~~
After dinner, the couple curled up in Seto's bed, where Katsuya stared up at the ceiling, waiting for the brunette come out of the bathroom, where he was brushing his teeth, and changing.
Seto emerged from the bathroom, shirtless, and in sweatpants. Katsuya had noticed this about Seto during Battle City. He usually slept in his boxers, but on cooler nights, like that night, he would put a pair of sweat or pajama pants on.
He climbed into the bed next to his blonde boyfriend, and pulled him up against him. This was why Katsuya didn't wear sweatpants. All the warmth he needed was in his ryu's arms.
"Oyasumi, koinu," Seto said, stifling a yawn.
"Oyasumi, ryu..." Katsuya barely whispered, before sleep overcame him.
~~~
The next morning the whole group gathered at the Kame Game Shop, though Seto was very reluctant to go.
"Jou! Hey, how are you guys?" Yuugi gushed, beaming.
"We're good."
"Correction, we were good, until someone decided to drag us down here against our will," Seto grumbled.
"He's not a morning person, even at 11 am in the morning." Katsuya said, smiling brightly. He noticed Ryou and Bakura in the corner of the room, checking saliva samples.
"So, any real confessions from those two yet?"
Yuugi beamed and nodded, "I heard them over there playing the 'I love you more' game before they started to exchange taste buds."
Ryou broke away, "I know you're talking about us!"
He jumped off his yami's lap and bounced over to them, "Hello, Jou, how are you?"
"Fine, thanks!" Katsuya replied, and as Ryou looked at Seto, giving him a glance that asked the same, he just made a sour face, and went to see if Yuugi's grandpa had any coffee stashed anywhere.
Ryou blinked, "Alright then..."
~~~
They hung out for a while, then Yuugi noticed they'd run out of stuff to drink.
"Oh, don't worry, Yuug', I'll go get some soda at the convenient store down the street. I'll be right back. Make sure _he_ doesn't kill anyone in the bad mood state he's in." Katsuya said, before taking some money from Seto and heading out the door.
"I hate it when he does that," Seto said, sourly.
~~~
Katsuya made his way down the street, whistling, happily. Nothing could go wrong now. He was safe and free now.
At least...so he thought.
His attacker decided now was as good a time as ever to pounce.
Katsuya tried to scream, but he was muffled by the attacker who hovered him.
Bandit Keith smiled, hungrily, down at the blonde, "Well, well...nice ta see you too, punk."
Katsuya thrashed, but Keith dragged him away.
~~~
An hour passed, and Seto was really beginning to worry, "Where is he?"
He was pacing, now, and Yami, and Yuugi were trying to settle him down.
"I'm sure he found some video game or something that distracted him. He'll be back any minute." Yami said.
"You said that ten minutes ago, Pharaoh no baka," Bakura replied.
"You're not _helping_, Bakura..." Yami hissed.
~~~
Katsuya, however, was crying as Keith finished his little 'game.' He was now satisfied, as he left the blonde tied, nude, to the bed in his little hut. Katsuya curled up, pulling his legs to his chest, those his arms, aching, still lay tied to the post.
He wished Seto was here. But how would Seto ever find him now?
He was all alone.
'Seto, please come soon...'
~~~~
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