Hey, there!
Here's the second and concluding chapter. Thank your for your reviews. You all are great people! Review Responses are at the end of the chapter.
In this chapter I used a few songs. Do you know the film 'Dirty Dancing'? You don't have to know it to understand the message though. It is just for deepening the atmosphere I want to create. Here are the songs of the film I use: 'She's Like The Wind' by Patrick Swayze and 'Hungry Eyes' by Eric Carmen.
I will have the two songs on my homepage for a short while, just in case you want to hear them. They are easy to find but I'll take them off a month or so after this fic was updated. I will put a link into my profile, which will lead you directly to the page. But be reminded that these songs are to erase from your computer 24 hours after you got them. I wish of you to think of that. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! and I don't own the two songs mentioned. I just use them for entertainment. Muahahaha!! ... Er...
Well, enjoy!
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Seto's POV:
'What's keeping him so long?' Seto mused impatiently, pacing the dirty living room. He felt very uncomfortable here. He had always known that the mutt lived in no good conditions but that it really was so bad... He had never imagined such a poor place. Not that he had actually ever thought about it.
He heard some rummaging in the room Jou had disappeared in and stopped in his tracks, looking over to where the noise came from. Silently he went over to the door, his head cocking to the side in wonder.
Nobody could take so long to simply change clothes. He had enough of waiting. That was just getting ridiculous. He hummed keenly, having made a decision. He reached out for the knob and pulled the door open. He would just grab Jou now and go to the school-dance.
"Mutt, why aren't your ready by... now."
Seto froze, staring at the equally frozen figure in front of him. Jou was clad in a tight-fitting jeans and on the verge of pulling the shirt he wore over his head, so it revealed his flat stomach a little bit. Seto's eyes shot up to the mutt's face, urging to meet those honey-coloured eyes but then he realised that Jou wasn't looking at him. Instead his gaze was turned away from him. He didn't like that.
"Come on.", he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "That looks good enough on you."
Strangely he enjoyed the flush creeping over Jou's face and even more the fact that he had caused it.
"That's not for you to decide." Jou said, the blush on his cheeks deepening, as he fully pulled the shirt off and threw it to the side. Seto almost bolted at that but felt that he couldn't move an inch if he wanted. His eyes were fixed on Jou, following every movement as the boy bent down and reached for another shirt to try on. He was tempted to say something like 'You could go without.', but at the same time felt that his mouth didn't work, either.
Jou now had another shirt on, deep midnight blue and snuggling to him like a second skin. Seto watched as Jou looked down at himself, then shaking his head.
"The clothes Yuugi forced me to buy for today are all too... I don't know... too revealing..." the mutt whined, his eyes averted from Seto even while talking to him. The brunette could hold back a growl barely at that. Why didn't Jou look at him already?! He needed him to.
"I think I will just wear my old shirt."
Seto's eyes widened in shock. He wouldn't allow that. Jou looked gorgeous like that, didn't he see that? Gorgeous like hell!
"No, you won't." He said in a low voice, grabbing Jou's arm and dragging him out. "I don't have the time nor will to wait any longer."
"But..." Jou complained weakly.
"Shut up and come with me." Seto demanded, feeling triumph jolting through him. Jou really was his for a night. All his. Oh, what a beautiful realisation.
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Jou's POV:
Jou climbed out of Seto's car and waited for him to lock it properly. He was scared of the evening. What would it do to him? Give him some false hope? Seto had just lost a bet. There was nothing about it. But why did his heart flutter in delight at the prospect of having Seto near him for hours? Wouldn't it hurt him in the end? So why enjoy this? But why not?
He fidget nervously on his spot as Seto stepped in front of him. He felt the in the darkness of the night surely deep blue eyes on his face. He wanted to return the look, wanted to drown in the molten ice. But he couldn't. He just couldn't.
He gasped for air as suddenly a hand gently touched his arm. He looked down onto it in shock as the fingers wandered down the silky sleeve of his shirt to his own hand, leaving a trail of warmth and tingly skin behind it. Slowly it snaked around it, grasping it firmly.
"What-?" Jou asked confusedly.
"You are my date for tonight. So I have to act like it, right?" Seto's answer was logically, though his voice sounded somewhat hoarse. So he didn't mean anything by touching him. Jou sighed, but let himself be led to the door anyway. They stepped into the hall of the school, which was decorated nicely. Jou felt awkward. Being here with Seto seemed so unreal. Like one of the many dreams he had had.
"Jou, Kaiba, there you two are!" a cheerful voice greeted them as soon as they were inside and Yuugi ran up to them, a big grin plastered to his face. "You are late. The dancing is about to start!"
"Hey, pal, look what you have done to me!" Jou pointed at Seto and pouted at his friend, but a small smile shone through the scowling expression, for only Yuugi to see. The small boy returned it full force and nodded knowingly.
"Sorry, Jou." Yuugi shrugged. "I didn't mean to upset you, but I didn't want to wish money or the Kaiba Corp. from Seto. That would've been a bit much, ne?"
The hand holding Jou's stiffened a bit and he squeezed it amusedly. The CEO couldn't afford losing his company. The money he had would be enough to make his living for the rest of his life but not having all the work to do to occupy himself with – well, it would have made him very unhappy to be simple.
"Yuugi, you little squid!" Seto raged. "You wouldn't dare to-"
"Kaiba, if I wanted to have your company I would've taken it instead of this, wouldn't I?" Yuugi's grin widened. Jou knew how much he liked to tease the stubborn CEO. It was just too easy to make him angry and to laugh in his face then. But right now he didn't want to see Yuugi upset him.
"I would like to drink something." He said with a pointed look in Yuugi's direction and a tug on the hand holding his.
Seto seemed to relax a little bit at that and nodded in his direction.
"You see, Yuugi," He spoke in his usual superior tone of voice. "I have no time for your ranting now. My 'date' demands attention."
With that he turned away, pulling Jou with him by their intertwined hands. Jou looked back over his shoulder only to see Yuugi wink at him suggestively.
"But hurry up, you two!" he called after them. "The dance begins in half an hour!"
That's when Jou finally realised that he had to really dance with Seto. Really, really dance. Not only be near him, but touch and feel. How was he supposed to hold himself back, while Seto held him, while he held Seto, while they were -touching-?! No, no... he had to get out of here. Glancing around fearfully, Jou managed not to show his nervousness on his face. Now he was indeed doomed. He could have thought about that earlier. And what was worse... he couldn't even dance.
He felt like screaming.
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Seto's POV:
The dance began. All students seemed to have run onto the dance floor as soon as the music started to play. Jou was one of the few who looked as if they rather would have run into the opposite direction than trying to dance. Those 'few' basically were those who didn't have a partner and those who couldn't dance. Since the first wasn't an option for obvious reasons, it had to be the second. And to which conclusion led that? Seto smirked. Why did he suddenly have the urge to dance?
"I..." Jou stuttered. "I think I'll stay here for a while and drink another coke."
"Scared of the dance floor?" Seto asked probingly.
"Of course not." Jou shook his head frantically. "I just don't feel like dancing right now."
"What if I want to dance?" The brunette looked at Jou smugly. "You are my date, so I have only you to dance with. It would be rude to ask someone else."
For a second Jou's wide eyes shot to his and suddenly Seto found himself meeting those golden orbs for the first time after many, many months. And he found that they had changed slightly. Always had there been some kind of loath in them. Well, not now. Now they gazed at him with interest, bordering to something else Seto couldn't read. Had there ever been a time he couldn't read Jou's eyes? He wanted to lean forward, even closer to them. Such a golden colour was rare. So precious...
Then – as sudden as it had happened – the spell was broken as Jou cast his eyes downwards and Seto was disappointed. The little moment of locking eyes was just too short.
"Then let's dance."
Stunned Seto watched as Jou walked over to the crowd without sparing him a second look. Jou really agreed to dance with him? Now it was not a smirk, that tugged at his lips. Not even a grin. It was a smile. A genuine smile. With glowing cerulean eyes he followed the blonde to the dance floor.
While they waited for the first song to end, so they could start with the second one, Seto decided that he didn't want to humiliate Jou in front of the whole school. The blonde looked scared enough and it wasn't a satisfaction for him to see that. He shifted closer to him and leaned over to his ear.
"You don't need to have any dancing skills." He called over the loud music. "I am not in the mood for that. Just move to the music as you like it."
The relief displayed on the blonde's face, though he obviously tried not to show it, made Seto smile again, this time secretly. This Jou was easy to handle. He wondered what had changed the roaring teen so much, that he didn't yell at him now for thinking he couldn't dance.
The first song faded slowly and the next started. Jou sent him an awkward side glance, without locking eyes, which unnerved Seto really now. Why did he do that?!
Growling silently for a moment he started to dance to the fast beat, naturally sensing that Jou didn't do the same but he didn't care about that now. He was frustrated and – well, he somewhat enjoyed how Jou's eyes roamed over his body. There was just the fact that he wanted to see Jou dancing, too.
Through the whole second song Jou just stood there and stared at him, making him feel more than exposed. Then again Seto noticed that he didn't dance for himself anymore, but for Jou. Every glance from under half lidded lashes, every fibre of his being was fixed onto Jou, every fluid movement, every swing of his hips, every inch of exposed skin was for Jou only, challenging him to come over and take part. As the song finally ended he spun around one last time and stepped beside the blonde, grinning at him.
"I thought you were here to dance?" he placed another challenge carefully. "Or do you back out?"
"No, I-"
"Okay, then." Seto cut in. "The next song starts."
His hungry eyes were waiting to see Jou dance impatiently. Desperately. Again they were fixed on him, and on him only. Never did he notice the strange looks from his schoolmates.
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Jou's POV:
Panting he stopped dancing as the music faded. They had been dancing for over an hour now and he felt himself tiring out. He needed rest.
He stretched and made an attempt to step off the dance floor. He was stopped by Seto though, who looked at him quizzically.
"I'm tired, Kaiba." He told him yawning.
"Come on, one more dance won't hurt." He felt Seto's pleading look. A strangely appealing look, perhaps because he never had been at the receiving end of it. Correction, he had never seen it at all.
"You said that before the last two songs and I gave in." Jou complained. "I'm really tired."
"One more?" Seto asked, grinning.
"You really seem to like dancing a lot." He was pulled back into the crowd. Then the next song started. Jou perked up. Throughout the last hour they had always played fast exhausting songs. But this one was different. It was a slow, rhythmic one. And he even recognised it. It was one his mother had liked a lot and he knew the text completely.
But how was he supposed to dance to that song alone? Around them were lots of couples, cradling each other lovingly. There he had his excuse to go and take a rest.
"Kaiba, this-"Again he was cut off, but this time not by the other's words, but by his hands, which pulled him close to the brunette and held him. "this..."
"Just dance." He was told and so he did. To feel the body of the other so near, almost touching, made him feel like he was in heaven. He had to hold himself back though before he did what he always did in his dreams. There he would reach up and cup Seto's face gently, look into those deep cerulean eyes, molten ice so fiery, and just kiss him. No hesitation. No fear. But that was not reality. Reality was this and it came dangerously near to his dreams.
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Seto's POV:
His reaction had come spontaneously and without any thinking. He had seen the lost expression on Jou's face as he watched the pairs of people around them and then just reached out and grabbed him. Now he didn't regret it. He relished it. He wanted more. More of Jou's warmth, more of Jou's aura around him, more of Jou himself. He wanted to have him completely now. Body, soul and everything attached to that.
The slow song ended too soon and before they could break apart, the next slow song began to play. Seto decided to stay in the position they were in. He didn't want to let go of Jou now. And he hoped the blonde wanted the same.
"You're like the wind through my tree." Seto gasped as Jou shifted closer, whispering a slightly different version of the currently playing song into his ear with such an honesty in his voice that it made Seto shiver. "You ride the night next to me."
Jou's hands slid around him, holding him close, and as their bodies came into contact fully he felt himself melting into the embrace.
"You lead me to moonlight, only to burn me with the sun." Seto knew which line came next. Would Jou speak it into his ear with all the honesty he had made stick to the last lines?
"You've taken my heart..."
Seto shivered again in sheer delight and turned his head slightly to nuzzle Jou's cheek. He felt enchanted, the music around them flooding into his mind like numbing electricity. "...but you don't know what you have done."
They stopped moving, just leaning against each other and stretching their senses to taste each other, to try out each other, their surrounding forgotten.
"I feel your breath on my face..." Seto blew softly at Jou's cheek as the blonde whispered the words and felt him shifting even closer. "Your body close to me."
"Can't look in your eyes," Seto felt Jou quiver with the truth lying beneath those words. "You're out of my league."
Jou leaned back a bit, so their faces were only an inch apart, and now Jou's eyes met his. A clash of fire and ice, gold and cerulean. "I'm just a fool to believe I have anything you need."
"You're like the wind..."
They stared at each other until the song finally ended. Jou in uncertainty and Seto in amazement. Then Jou suddenly turned away and tried to bolt. Seto held him back though and made him look into his eyes.
"One more song?" he asked, already recognising the song, which had started in the background.
Jou sighed, a mixture of relief and doubt, and fell into his embrace easily. Seto's arms snaked around his waist and he held him close, while whispering the song into his ear himself now.
"I've been meaning to tell you, I've got this feeling that won't subside." He leant back a bit and looked into those wonderful honey-eyes, wanting to show Jou that he meant every word, that they came from his very heart and soul. "I look at you and I fantasise – you're mine tonight."
And he really meant them. He had dreamed about that the whole evening. Jou was his tonight.
"Now I've got you in my seize," His gaze never wavered from Jou's face, whose eyes were firmly trained onto his, open wide with wonder. "...with these hungry eyes."
Seto slowly stepped back from Jou, who stood there watching him, following his every movement with longing.
"One look at you and I can't disguise I've got..."
Seto approached Jou again, but passed him by just barely so that their hips were touching. His hand reached out and slid over the blonde's stomach, while he surrounded him until he stood behind him, nuzzling his hair and speaking directly into his ear, his voice hoarse. "Hungry Eyes."
He could feel the shivers running up and own Jou's spine and watched him lean into his body approvingly. He felt content like that and let his arms slide around Jou.
"One look at you and I can't disguise I've got Hungry Eyes."
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Jou's POV:
He stared at the arms lying around him gently. It were the arms of Seto Kaiba, the one he had craved to embrace and kiss and love. The hope in his heart shone brightly and that was something he had feared. Was it false hope? Would he be betrayed in the end?
He turned around and met the blue eyes of the CEO, flashing emotions at him he had never seen in his eyes.
"Why do you look at me like this all of the sudden?" He asked confusedly. "You never did before. Why today?"
"How would you know I didn't before?" Seto smiled kindly at him, shifting against him slightly. "Your eyes were always somewhere else."
He noticed! Jou thought shocked. He really did.
"Seto... would you mind if..."
"Yeah?" Seto's expression didn't change. Jou wondered if he had noticed that he had called him by his first name.
"Would you mind me kissing you?" Without waiting for an answer, Jou reached up, cupping Seto's face slowly and leant in until their lips almost touched. That was the moment he stopped. The moment he realised that his dreams had become reality.
"Kiss me already." Seto demanded, his voice amused and he closed the small gap between them.
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The End.
Weeh, that was it. Another story done! I felt inspired today because I watched the film 'Dirty Dancing' yesterday night and I just HAD to finish this.
Tara's Nonsense #3:
Seto loves Jou! Seto loves Jou! Seto loves Jou...
Well, that didn't work.
Jou loves Seto! Jou loves Seto! Jou loves Seto...
Didn't work either.
I can't cope with reality anymore (cries)
Tara's Nonsense #3 – End
Um... yeah, I don't have to say much, so I'll just go on with the review responses.
Review Responses:
Madcuff's Mistress: You know what's gonna happen in the original Yu-Gi- Oh!?! (squeals) Tell me, tell me!! I have to know! T.T I'll have to wait 47 days or so for my b-day. That's a long, long time. But I think I'm gonna wait patiently. The DVDs already lie in my father's cupboard. I can't reach them. (tries desperately and fails again the 1001st time) Thanks for the review.
Kumori Sakusha formerly Sealbu: I hope I got your name right (blushes). Well, thank you for the review.
Somnia Lustre: Why, thank you! You think Yuugi is a cute matchmaker, too? He really is, ne? And many people tell me I have a good English. I can't quite believe it (blushes). I always think I get the meaning of a sentence wrong and it sounds ridiculous to the ones who have English as their native language. I won't stop anyway. (laughs) Thank you for the review.
Connor Wolf: I love your reviews, do you know that? They are making me feel like writing more. I will do that, then (grins). I am sorry for the spoiler though. I didn't know that America didn't have the Jou-is-'unconscious'- thing. I thought you were further on in the series than we, really. Because we have the series from America! I'm very, very sorry! I won't do that again without warning! Thank you for the review!
Lady Guena: Wow, you know the original Yu-Gi-Oh!, too? That's amazing! And seemingly they don't have those episodes out in America yet. Another reviewer told me so. Now I'm wondering why we have them in Germany, because we have bought them from America. As Jou's spirit visited Yuugi's? Yeah, that was really very sweet. I am longing to see this scene in the Japanese version. Actually my father asked me all the time why I would want to watch them with Japanese language. He doesn't understand (giggles) Parents. Thank you for the review. It was a nice, long one. I loved it!
Kiki Jones: (makes happy dance) Thank you for correcting that error! I never would have noticed if it weren't for you to point out! You're right. Spell check doesn't tell me 'Hey, that's wrong!'. Well, I learned something! It helps me! Thank you for the review!
Me: Hey, You (grins). I'm glad you liked my story! Thank you for the review.
Pisces071: Yeah, you are right. Many people just don't care if the text they write is spelled correctly. It's sad because you have to dig through those stories a long time before you find something decent. Thank you for the review.
BlingBling021: Well, yes, Jou dies. I had the same reaction as you as I had been told that! It's cruel to cut that out, isn't it? Anyway, the problems with the lines is unnerving. Now I have to improvise, hehe. Thank you for the review.
YumeTakato: Hi, there. Another review from you (winks). Well, I don't hate WB, I just dislike it very, very, very much (growls) Okay, perhaps I hate it, heh. Thank you for the review.
Santurion2: You DON'T want to see the original? I am flattered. I want to see the real sad version, with the original background music. They have many violins and beautiful piano-sounds. I love them! I already heard a few of them. They are awesome. I recommend them! Well, if you don't want to see Jou die, then it's your opinion. I think that depends on the person. Poor Jou. Thank you for the review.
Mandapandabug: Why, thank you for the praise, but I don't think I can write better than you. Actually I don't think I can write better than anyone with English as native language. That sounds impossible to me, because where I -know- English, you -live- it. But thanks anyway (giggles) I'm glad to hear something like that. Who wouldn't be? And you think it's great to hear from someone from Germany? Well... (blushes) I am amazed all the time to receive reviews from someone who lives so far away from me. Er... one question: What is a mandapandabug?! Kind of an insect? (grins) Thank you for the review.
Haruya: I'm glad you like my story. And I hope you liked the conclusion as well. Thank you for the review.
Here's the second and concluding chapter. Thank your for your reviews. You all are great people! Review Responses are at the end of the chapter.
In this chapter I used a few songs. Do you know the film 'Dirty Dancing'? You don't have to know it to understand the message though. It is just for deepening the atmosphere I want to create. Here are the songs of the film I use: 'She's Like The Wind' by Patrick Swayze and 'Hungry Eyes' by Eric Carmen.
I will have the two songs on my homepage for a short while, just in case you want to hear them. They are easy to find but I'll take them off a month or so after this fic was updated. I will put a link into my profile, which will lead you directly to the page. But be reminded that these songs are to erase from your computer 24 hours after you got them. I wish of you to think of that. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! and I don't own the two songs mentioned. I just use them for entertainment. Muahahaha!! ... Er...
Well, enjoy!
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Seto's POV:
'What's keeping him so long?' Seto mused impatiently, pacing the dirty living room. He felt very uncomfortable here. He had always known that the mutt lived in no good conditions but that it really was so bad... He had never imagined such a poor place. Not that he had actually ever thought about it.
He heard some rummaging in the room Jou had disappeared in and stopped in his tracks, looking over to where the noise came from. Silently he went over to the door, his head cocking to the side in wonder.
Nobody could take so long to simply change clothes. He had enough of waiting. That was just getting ridiculous. He hummed keenly, having made a decision. He reached out for the knob and pulled the door open. He would just grab Jou now and go to the school-dance.
"Mutt, why aren't your ready by... now."
Seto froze, staring at the equally frozen figure in front of him. Jou was clad in a tight-fitting jeans and on the verge of pulling the shirt he wore over his head, so it revealed his flat stomach a little bit. Seto's eyes shot up to the mutt's face, urging to meet those honey-coloured eyes but then he realised that Jou wasn't looking at him. Instead his gaze was turned away from him. He didn't like that.
"Come on.", he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "That looks good enough on you."
Strangely he enjoyed the flush creeping over Jou's face and even more the fact that he had caused it.
"That's not for you to decide." Jou said, the blush on his cheeks deepening, as he fully pulled the shirt off and threw it to the side. Seto almost bolted at that but felt that he couldn't move an inch if he wanted. His eyes were fixed on Jou, following every movement as the boy bent down and reached for another shirt to try on. He was tempted to say something like 'You could go without.', but at the same time felt that his mouth didn't work, either.
Jou now had another shirt on, deep midnight blue and snuggling to him like a second skin. Seto watched as Jou looked down at himself, then shaking his head.
"The clothes Yuugi forced me to buy for today are all too... I don't know... too revealing..." the mutt whined, his eyes averted from Seto even while talking to him. The brunette could hold back a growl barely at that. Why didn't Jou look at him already?! He needed him to.
"I think I will just wear my old shirt."
Seto's eyes widened in shock. He wouldn't allow that. Jou looked gorgeous like that, didn't he see that? Gorgeous like hell!
"No, you won't." He said in a low voice, grabbing Jou's arm and dragging him out. "I don't have the time nor will to wait any longer."
"But..." Jou complained weakly.
"Shut up and come with me." Seto demanded, feeling triumph jolting through him. Jou really was his for a night. All his. Oh, what a beautiful realisation.
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Jou's POV:
Jou climbed out of Seto's car and waited for him to lock it properly. He was scared of the evening. What would it do to him? Give him some false hope? Seto had just lost a bet. There was nothing about it. But why did his heart flutter in delight at the prospect of having Seto near him for hours? Wouldn't it hurt him in the end? So why enjoy this? But why not?
He fidget nervously on his spot as Seto stepped in front of him. He felt the in the darkness of the night surely deep blue eyes on his face. He wanted to return the look, wanted to drown in the molten ice. But he couldn't. He just couldn't.
He gasped for air as suddenly a hand gently touched his arm. He looked down onto it in shock as the fingers wandered down the silky sleeve of his shirt to his own hand, leaving a trail of warmth and tingly skin behind it. Slowly it snaked around it, grasping it firmly.
"What-?" Jou asked confusedly.
"You are my date for tonight. So I have to act like it, right?" Seto's answer was logically, though his voice sounded somewhat hoarse. So he didn't mean anything by touching him. Jou sighed, but let himself be led to the door anyway. They stepped into the hall of the school, which was decorated nicely. Jou felt awkward. Being here with Seto seemed so unreal. Like one of the many dreams he had had.
"Jou, Kaiba, there you two are!" a cheerful voice greeted them as soon as they were inside and Yuugi ran up to them, a big grin plastered to his face. "You are late. The dancing is about to start!"
"Hey, pal, look what you have done to me!" Jou pointed at Seto and pouted at his friend, but a small smile shone through the scowling expression, for only Yuugi to see. The small boy returned it full force and nodded knowingly.
"Sorry, Jou." Yuugi shrugged. "I didn't mean to upset you, but I didn't want to wish money or the Kaiba Corp. from Seto. That would've been a bit much, ne?"
The hand holding Jou's stiffened a bit and he squeezed it amusedly. The CEO couldn't afford losing his company. The money he had would be enough to make his living for the rest of his life but not having all the work to do to occupy himself with – well, it would have made him very unhappy to be simple.
"Yuugi, you little squid!" Seto raged. "You wouldn't dare to-"
"Kaiba, if I wanted to have your company I would've taken it instead of this, wouldn't I?" Yuugi's grin widened. Jou knew how much he liked to tease the stubborn CEO. It was just too easy to make him angry and to laugh in his face then. But right now he didn't want to see Yuugi upset him.
"I would like to drink something." He said with a pointed look in Yuugi's direction and a tug on the hand holding his.
Seto seemed to relax a little bit at that and nodded in his direction.
"You see, Yuugi," He spoke in his usual superior tone of voice. "I have no time for your ranting now. My 'date' demands attention."
With that he turned away, pulling Jou with him by their intertwined hands. Jou looked back over his shoulder only to see Yuugi wink at him suggestively.
"But hurry up, you two!" he called after them. "The dance begins in half an hour!"
That's when Jou finally realised that he had to really dance with Seto. Really, really dance. Not only be near him, but touch and feel. How was he supposed to hold himself back, while Seto held him, while he held Seto, while they were -touching-?! No, no... he had to get out of here. Glancing around fearfully, Jou managed not to show his nervousness on his face. Now he was indeed doomed. He could have thought about that earlier. And what was worse... he couldn't even dance.
He felt like screaming.
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Seto's POV:
The dance began. All students seemed to have run onto the dance floor as soon as the music started to play. Jou was one of the few who looked as if they rather would have run into the opposite direction than trying to dance. Those 'few' basically were those who didn't have a partner and those who couldn't dance. Since the first wasn't an option for obvious reasons, it had to be the second. And to which conclusion led that? Seto smirked. Why did he suddenly have the urge to dance?
"I..." Jou stuttered. "I think I'll stay here for a while and drink another coke."
"Scared of the dance floor?" Seto asked probingly.
"Of course not." Jou shook his head frantically. "I just don't feel like dancing right now."
"What if I want to dance?" The brunette looked at Jou smugly. "You are my date, so I have only you to dance with. It would be rude to ask someone else."
For a second Jou's wide eyes shot to his and suddenly Seto found himself meeting those golden orbs for the first time after many, many months. And he found that they had changed slightly. Always had there been some kind of loath in them. Well, not now. Now they gazed at him with interest, bordering to something else Seto couldn't read. Had there ever been a time he couldn't read Jou's eyes? He wanted to lean forward, even closer to them. Such a golden colour was rare. So precious...
Then – as sudden as it had happened – the spell was broken as Jou cast his eyes downwards and Seto was disappointed. The little moment of locking eyes was just too short.
"Then let's dance."
Stunned Seto watched as Jou walked over to the crowd without sparing him a second look. Jou really agreed to dance with him? Now it was not a smirk, that tugged at his lips. Not even a grin. It was a smile. A genuine smile. With glowing cerulean eyes he followed the blonde to the dance floor.
While they waited for the first song to end, so they could start with the second one, Seto decided that he didn't want to humiliate Jou in front of the whole school. The blonde looked scared enough and it wasn't a satisfaction for him to see that. He shifted closer to him and leaned over to his ear.
"You don't need to have any dancing skills." He called over the loud music. "I am not in the mood for that. Just move to the music as you like it."
The relief displayed on the blonde's face, though he obviously tried not to show it, made Seto smile again, this time secretly. This Jou was easy to handle. He wondered what had changed the roaring teen so much, that he didn't yell at him now for thinking he couldn't dance.
The first song faded slowly and the next started. Jou sent him an awkward side glance, without locking eyes, which unnerved Seto really now. Why did he do that?!
Growling silently for a moment he started to dance to the fast beat, naturally sensing that Jou didn't do the same but he didn't care about that now. He was frustrated and – well, he somewhat enjoyed how Jou's eyes roamed over his body. There was just the fact that he wanted to see Jou dancing, too.
Through the whole second song Jou just stood there and stared at him, making him feel more than exposed. Then again Seto noticed that he didn't dance for himself anymore, but for Jou. Every glance from under half lidded lashes, every fibre of his being was fixed onto Jou, every fluid movement, every swing of his hips, every inch of exposed skin was for Jou only, challenging him to come over and take part. As the song finally ended he spun around one last time and stepped beside the blonde, grinning at him.
"I thought you were here to dance?" he placed another challenge carefully. "Or do you back out?"
"No, I-"
"Okay, then." Seto cut in. "The next song starts."
His hungry eyes were waiting to see Jou dance impatiently. Desperately. Again they were fixed on him, and on him only. Never did he notice the strange looks from his schoolmates.
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Jou's POV:
Panting he stopped dancing as the music faded. They had been dancing for over an hour now and he felt himself tiring out. He needed rest.
He stretched and made an attempt to step off the dance floor. He was stopped by Seto though, who looked at him quizzically.
"I'm tired, Kaiba." He told him yawning.
"Come on, one more dance won't hurt." He felt Seto's pleading look. A strangely appealing look, perhaps because he never had been at the receiving end of it. Correction, he had never seen it at all.
"You said that before the last two songs and I gave in." Jou complained. "I'm really tired."
"One more?" Seto asked, grinning.
"You really seem to like dancing a lot." He was pulled back into the crowd. Then the next song started. Jou perked up. Throughout the last hour they had always played fast exhausting songs. But this one was different. It was a slow, rhythmic one. And he even recognised it. It was one his mother had liked a lot and he knew the text completely.
But how was he supposed to dance to that song alone? Around them were lots of couples, cradling each other lovingly. There he had his excuse to go and take a rest.
"Kaiba, this-"Again he was cut off, but this time not by the other's words, but by his hands, which pulled him close to the brunette and held him. "this..."
"Just dance." He was told and so he did. To feel the body of the other so near, almost touching, made him feel like he was in heaven. He had to hold himself back though before he did what he always did in his dreams. There he would reach up and cup Seto's face gently, look into those deep cerulean eyes, molten ice so fiery, and just kiss him. No hesitation. No fear. But that was not reality. Reality was this and it came dangerously near to his dreams.
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Seto's POV:
His reaction had come spontaneously and without any thinking. He had seen the lost expression on Jou's face as he watched the pairs of people around them and then just reached out and grabbed him. Now he didn't regret it. He relished it. He wanted more. More of Jou's warmth, more of Jou's aura around him, more of Jou himself. He wanted to have him completely now. Body, soul and everything attached to that.
The slow song ended too soon and before they could break apart, the next slow song began to play. Seto decided to stay in the position they were in. He didn't want to let go of Jou now. And he hoped the blonde wanted the same.
"You're like the wind through my tree." Seto gasped as Jou shifted closer, whispering a slightly different version of the currently playing song into his ear with such an honesty in his voice that it made Seto shiver. "You ride the night next to me."
Jou's hands slid around him, holding him close, and as their bodies came into contact fully he felt himself melting into the embrace.
"You lead me to moonlight, only to burn me with the sun." Seto knew which line came next. Would Jou speak it into his ear with all the honesty he had made stick to the last lines?
"You've taken my heart..."
Seto shivered again in sheer delight and turned his head slightly to nuzzle Jou's cheek. He felt enchanted, the music around them flooding into his mind like numbing electricity. "...but you don't know what you have done."
They stopped moving, just leaning against each other and stretching their senses to taste each other, to try out each other, their surrounding forgotten.
"I feel your breath on my face..." Seto blew softly at Jou's cheek as the blonde whispered the words and felt him shifting even closer. "Your body close to me."
"Can't look in your eyes," Seto felt Jou quiver with the truth lying beneath those words. "You're out of my league."
Jou leaned back a bit, so their faces were only an inch apart, and now Jou's eyes met his. A clash of fire and ice, gold and cerulean. "I'm just a fool to believe I have anything you need."
"You're like the wind..."
They stared at each other until the song finally ended. Jou in uncertainty and Seto in amazement. Then Jou suddenly turned away and tried to bolt. Seto held him back though and made him look into his eyes.
"One more song?" he asked, already recognising the song, which had started in the background.
Jou sighed, a mixture of relief and doubt, and fell into his embrace easily. Seto's arms snaked around his waist and he held him close, while whispering the song into his ear himself now.
"I've been meaning to tell you, I've got this feeling that won't subside." He leant back a bit and looked into those wonderful honey-eyes, wanting to show Jou that he meant every word, that they came from his very heart and soul. "I look at you and I fantasise – you're mine tonight."
And he really meant them. He had dreamed about that the whole evening. Jou was his tonight.
"Now I've got you in my seize," His gaze never wavered from Jou's face, whose eyes were firmly trained onto his, open wide with wonder. "...with these hungry eyes."
Seto slowly stepped back from Jou, who stood there watching him, following his every movement with longing.
"One look at you and I can't disguise I've got..."
Seto approached Jou again, but passed him by just barely so that their hips were touching. His hand reached out and slid over the blonde's stomach, while he surrounded him until he stood behind him, nuzzling his hair and speaking directly into his ear, his voice hoarse. "Hungry Eyes."
He could feel the shivers running up and own Jou's spine and watched him lean into his body approvingly. He felt content like that and let his arms slide around Jou.
"One look at you and I can't disguise I've got Hungry Eyes."
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Jou's POV:
He stared at the arms lying around him gently. It were the arms of Seto Kaiba, the one he had craved to embrace and kiss and love. The hope in his heart shone brightly and that was something he had feared. Was it false hope? Would he be betrayed in the end?
He turned around and met the blue eyes of the CEO, flashing emotions at him he had never seen in his eyes.
"Why do you look at me like this all of the sudden?" He asked confusedly. "You never did before. Why today?"
"How would you know I didn't before?" Seto smiled kindly at him, shifting against him slightly. "Your eyes were always somewhere else."
He noticed! Jou thought shocked. He really did.
"Seto... would you mind if..."
"Yeah?" Seto's expression didn't change. Jou wondered if he had noticed that he had called him by his first name.
"Would you mind me kissing you?" Without waiting for an answer, Jou reached up, cupping Seto's face slowly and leant in until their lips almost touched. That was the moment he stopped. The moment he realised that his dreams had become reality.
"Kiss me already." Seto demanded, his voice amused and he closed the small gap between them.
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The End.
Weeh, that was it. Another story done! I felt inspired today because I watched the film 'Dirty Dancing' yesterday night and I just HAD to finish this.
Tara's Nonsense #3:
Seto loves Jou! Seto loves Jou! Seto loves Jou...
Well, that didn't work.
Jou loves Seto! Jou loves Seto! Jou loves Seto...
Didn't work either.
I can't cope with reality anymore (cries)
Tara's Nonsense #3 – End
Um... yeah, I don't have to say much, so I'll just go on with the review responses.
Review Responses:
Madcuff's Mistress: You know what's gonna happen in the original Yu-Gi- Oh!?! (squeals) Tell me, tell me!! I have to know! T.T I'll have to wait 47 days or so for my b-day. That's a long, long time. But I think I'm gonna wait patiently. The DVDs already lie in my father's cupboard. I can't reach them. (tries desperately and fails again the 1001st time) Thanks for the review.
Kumori Sakusha formerly Sealbu: I hope I got your name right (blushes). Well, thank you for the review.
Somnia Lustre: Why, thank you! You think Yuugi is a cute matchmaker, too? He really is, ne? And many people tell me I have a good English. I can't quite believe it (blushes). I always think I get the meaning of a sentence wrong and it sounds ridiculous to the ones who have English as their native language. I won't stop anyway. (laughs) Thank you for the review.
Connor Wolf: I love your reviews, do you know that? They are making me feel like writing more. I will do that, then (grins). I am sorry for the spoiler though. I didn't know that America didn't have the Jou-is-'unconscious'- thing. I thought you were further on in the series than we, really. Because we have the series from America! I'm very, very sorry! I won't do that again without warning! Thank you for the review!
Lady Guena: Wow, you know the original Yu-Gi-Oh!, too? That's amazing! And seemingly they don't have those episodes out in America yet. Another reviewer told me so. Now I'm wondering why we have them in Germany, because we have bought them from America. As Jou's spirit visited Yuugi's? Yeah, that was really very sweet. I am longing to see this scene in the Japanese version. Actually my father asked me all the time why I would want to watch them with Japanese language. He doesn't understand (giggles) Parents. Thank you for the review. It was a nice, long one. I loved it!
Kiki Jones: (makes happy dance) Thank you for correcting that error! I never would have noticed if it weren't for you to point out! You're right. Spell check doesn't tell me 'Hey, that's wrong!'. Well, I learned something! It helps me! Thank you for the review!
Me: Hey, You (grins). I'm glad you liked my story! Thank you for the review.
Pisces071: Yeah, you are right. Many people just don't care if the text they write is spelled correctly. It's sad because you have to dig through those stories a long time before you find something decent. Thank you for the review.
BlingBling021: Well, yes, Jou dies. I had the same reaction as you as I had been told that! It's cruel to cut that out, isn't it? Anyway, the problems with the lines is unnerving. Now I have to improvise, hehe. Thank you for the review.
YumeTakato: Hi, there. Another review from you (winks). Well, I don't hate WB, I just dislike it very, very, very much (growls) Okay, perhaps I hate it, heh. Thank you for the review.
Santurion2: You DON'T want to see the original? I am flattered. I want to see the real sad version, with the original background music. They have many violins and beautiful piano-sounds. I love them! I already heard a few of them. They are awesome. I recommend them! Well, if you don't want to see Jou die, then it's your opinion. I think that depends on the person. Poor Jou. Thank you for the review.
Mandapandabug: Why, thank you for the praise, but I don't think I can write better than you. Actually I don't think I can write better than anyone with English as native language. That sounds impossible to me, because where I -know- English, you -live- it. But thanks anyway (giggles) I'm glad to hear something like that. Who wouldn't be? And you think it's great to hear from someone from Germany? Well... (blushes) I am amazed all the time to receive reviews from someone who lives so far away from me. Er... one question: What is a mandapandabug?! Kind of an insect? (grins) Thank you for the review.
Haruya: I'm glad you like my story. And I hope you liked the conclusion as well. Thank you for the review.