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Title: Out of the Closet
Pairing: Joey Wheeler/Seto Kaiba. Yay! Minor pairings, Yami/Yugi, Tristan/Serenity.
Summary: Joey's life has just gone from bad to worse; his father is becoming more abusive by the day, his friends keep ignoring him, and he's losing most of his duels. Not to mention he's locked in a supply closet with Kaiba. Yaoi!
Warnings: Yaoi, language, mentions of abuse, and cosplay! Err…wait…cosplay isn't a warning…never mind.
Author's Notes: In case anybody is wondering why I'm still putting up warnings, it's so no one will flame at me. Honestly, some people are just retarded. You warn then about things, and what do they do? They read and flame 'ya anyway. Moving on from my mini-rant, thank you to everyone who reviewed! A lot of people told me that I made them hyper! Yay! Writing and reading makes me hyper too! You are all very awesome, and thank you for the support!
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Chapter Two: The Plan
Kaiba stared blankly at the blond as he continued explaining his plan of how they would escape the supply closet.
"So," Joey said after he was finished. "What'd 'ya think?"
"I think you are a complete and utter moron," he answered simply.
"Hey! I think it's a good idea!"
The brunette merely stared at him. "I'm not doing it," he said.
Joey glared at him as he closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall. He stood completely relaxed, barely even acknowledging the blond Duelists presence, much as he had for the past ten minutes while he had been describing his plan; which in his opinion was absolutely brilliant. The only reason he doesn't like it is because he didn't think of it himself. It's the only explanation. I mean, my plan is great!
Sighing himself, he tried to think of a way he could force the young CEO into working with him. He could try bribing him with something, but what could he possibly have that Kaiba would want? Perhaps he could try black mail. Of course, if he knew anything about him that was embarrassing enough to black mail him with, he would have already announced it to all of Domino City. He scrunched his brow in confusion.
Kaiba watched out of the corner of a half closed eye as the other teen took a seat beside him. He shook his head and looked away from him, instead deciding to stare at the cracking tile floor. His gaze somehow traveled back to the blond, who now had his head buried in his hands. Does he really hate being alone with me this much?, he asked himself. He then shrugged. It's not like it matters to me anyway. I already knew he hated me. Shutting his eyes, he silently asked himself if maybe he should help Joey with his plan. He then saw the boy in question snap his head up, a grin on his face.
The blond turned to Kaiba. His expression was clam, though the CEO could tell by the small smirk on his face that he had another idea running through that tiny mind of his.
"If you don't help me, then you'll regret it," Joey said.
He blinked. A smirk pulled at his lips. "Is the puppy threatening me? What are you going to do? Talk me to death?"
"No," he answered, that secretive grin still on his face. He leaned in a bit, inwardly congratulating himself when the brunettes eyes widen for a split second. "I'll do something worse."
Kaiba unconsciously moved away a bit. What the hell does he think he doing?, he wondered. He felt warmth beginning to spread across his face as the blond smirked mischievously, leaning in just an inch closer. He felt the need to pull away even farther, but wouldn't let himself give in. He couldn't show a sign of such weakness to the mutt.
Instead, he countered with a smirk of his own, hiding his nervousness, and he realized, slight excitement. The blond was so close to him now. He wondered what he could be planning, but refused to let his thoughts wander too far.
"Are you going to attack me with the furniture polish again?" he questioned.
Joey grinned and shook his head. Without warning, he moved in front of the CEO, smirking evilly. He leaned his entire body forward in an attempt to possibly intimidate the other.
For a moment, his breathing hitched. The other teen had a knowing look on his face, almost predatory, as he continued inching closer to him. His eyes nearly drifted closed, his heart pounding just a few beats faster than normally. Joey…
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes!" he yelped in a sing-song voice.
Kaiba merely blinked. What in the…? He felt like slamming the back of his head into the brick wall behind him for his utter stupidity. For a brief, fleeting moment in time, he'd actually believed the blond Duelist was going to kiss him. Instead it seemed, he had opted to sing…if singing was what the loud, shrill, horribly off-tune shrieks could be called.
Mentally, the blond smirked. Works every time, he thought to himself. After countless minutes of internal deliberation and careful planning, he had finally decided the method which with he could persuade the other into helping him with his plan to escape the closet. Torture by song. Sweet, simple, and effective.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves. I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes!" he sang again. He grinned happily and continued singing, making sure his voice became even more high pitched and annoying with each and every single word he belted out.
The brunette merely blinked in slight confusion, amusement, and amazement at the mutts antics. Does he really think that he's going to force me into helping him by singing a stupid song? Moron. Of course, what had he expected? It was Joey after all. His ideas never really were all that thought out or effective in any way. It was almost endearing, had it not been so utterly annoying. The mutt was just to weak. He was always getting himself into trouble and expecting other people to get him out of it.
Inwardly he knew that wasn't true at all. He didn't rely on other peoples help, though he did receive it. And, while it was true he got himself into some of the oddest and worst situations -not excluding the one he was currently in- he did always work to get himself out. Kaiba wasn't one to let himself have relationships with many people; he didn't like getting attached in any way at all, which included having any types of feelings for anyone -save Mokuba of course. But, in some odd sense, he had a bit of respect for the blond Duelist, which in itself was a disturbing thought to the young CEO.
But this singing was just plain stupid, he decided. So he just watched him, a blank and uncaring emotionless façade on his face. He'll tire himself out soon enough, he told himself. With that thought, he closed his eyes, allowing his thoughts -for a very short period of time before quickly pushing them away- to drift to the other ways the blond could have been 'torturing' him into playing along with his little plan.
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A short, oh, ten minutes of non-stop, annoyingly cheery and perky 'I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves' later, and Kaiba was close to pulling out all of his perfect chestnut mane stand by strand. Joey grinned widely, noticing that his little song had been having the desired affect on the other teen.
"…that gets on everybody's nerves," he sang, letting the words die down softly.
Kaiba snapped his head up and met the honey gaze. Was this it…had he finally decided to stop singing the damned song? He then caught the evil glint in those chocolate eyes.
"…and this is how it goes!" he finished happily.
The brunette let out a soft groan as he once again began the on onslaught of singing. He would stop every now and then, allowing a shimmer of hope to flitter through his mind before destroying it by starting up again. The blond was true evil.
Seto Kaiba was strong. He had a will of steel, a heart of pure ice, a mind that was like a fortress; no one could get to him. No one could infiltrate through his defenses and bring him down.
But he just…couldn't…take…that…song!
"Stop!" he cried in utter desperation, placing his hands over his ears and slumping backwards. "If you do not stop singing that song within the next five seconds, I will take one of my Duel Discs and shove it up you're a-"
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves! I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves…"
Growling low in his throat, the CEO lunge forward, rapping his hands around the others neck and pushing him to the ground. Joey stared up at the brunette, his honey eyes wide with shock. Kaiba's entire form was shaking with rage. Wow, Joey thought to himself, inwardly giving himself a pat on the back. This song really gets to him. I should remember this…
Dark blue eyes seemed to radiate with anger as they stared down at him. For some reason, the blond couldn't help but smile. He'd gotten to him, the great Seto Kaiba, with a song…from Lamb Chop! (a/n: which I don't own) It was just too great.
Taking a deep breath, the azure eyed youth began to speak. "I am going to let you go, and you will not utter another word, understand, puppy?" he questioned. Slowly he released the blond and sat back. He watched with suspicious eyes as the other sat up.
Minutes of silence passed.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves! I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes!"
Gods…make it stop! He clenched the back of his teeth together, not knowing how much longer he could take the insistently horrible singing. Memories of a time when he was younger, living back in that old, rickety orphanage flooded to his mind. He remembered now how Mokuba used to walk around, singing that song at the top of his lungs during every minute of every single hour of every single day. He nearly had a nervous break down by the time he was ten years old.
"Stop it," he demanded again.
Momentarily forgoing the annoying tune, the blond gave him an innocent look. "Only if you say your gonna help me out wit' my plan to get us outta here."
He narrowed his eyes. "No," he answered curtly.
"Fine then, be that way!" he retorted. "I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves…"
"All right," he finally said, waving a hand in dismissal. "I'll help with this stupid plan of yours…"
"It's not stupid!"
"But when it doesn't work…"
"It's gonna work!"
"…don't say that I didn't warn you."
Joey sighed and stood up. He scowled down at Kaiba, but mentally did a small dance of joy. This was going to be his chance to prove to the brunette that he wasn't just some stupid puppy. After all, he could have good ideas!
He could…really!
"Well Kaiba, I'm glad 'ya finally managed to see things my way," he said, standing up and smiling. Absently he extended his hand to the other in a move to help him to his feet.
The brunette stared at it, as if the hand being offered were burning with flames that would devour him alive. Joey watched in slight confusion as he stood up and pushed the hand away. He looked down at it, shrugging to himself. Well, he didn't see anything wrong with his hand. Stupid Kaiba…
He walked over towards the back of the fairly sized supply closet. He stood for a few moments, waiting for the blond to join him.
"Hurry up," he muttered under his breath. The blond Duelist scowled as he walked towards him. Let's get this over with…
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"H-hey, be careful!"
"I am being careful, you stupid mutt."
"You said you'd stop callin' me a mutt!"
"How silly of me to forget. I meant stupid puppy."
"Shut up and hold still!"
"I am being still!"
"Your wobbling!"
"Well I would be wobbling if you didn't weigh so much."
"Hey….are you callin' me fat?"
"Wheeler!"
"Sorry!"
Kaiba held back a low grumbling from the back of his throat as he tightened his hold on the blonds ankles. (Kai-Kai-san: Ahh…what are we doing? Firevega: Hentai!) Honestly, why he'd ever agreed to this plan was beyond him.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves…"
Oh yeah. That was why.
Hearing a small, triumphant grunt from the one above him cause the brunette to look up, straining with his neck to try and see the others face.
"Just a little bit to the right…"
He shuffled cautiously in the direction he was ordered.
"All right. Perfect. That's it. I almost got it! We're gonna get outta here once and for-"
The rest of his sentence was cut off by the tumbling and crashing noises that filled the closet as the CEO wobbled, lost his balance, toppled over, and sent both of them into the hard, concrete floor. Joey groaned in pain as his body made contact with the cold surface; his old bruises and new colliding against the floor, causing his entire body to ache. For a few minutes he just laid there, breathing heavily and trying to focus on anything other than the pain spreading through him. After a while, his breathing clamed and the feeling began to subside, becoming nothing more than a dull aching that he had -at sometime or another- become slightly used to. Lazily he opened one honey colored eye to see Kaiba lying next to him.
"Kaiba…?" he questioned. He lifted his head to peer over at the brunette.
He grunted in pain a bit and turned over, meeting his somewhat semi-concerned eyes. "Stupid puppy. I told you it wouldn't work."
The blond narrowed his eyes. "It's not my fault! The plan was flawless! You're the one who couldn't keep me up!"
He blinked. Well…that sounded somewhat perverted… He shook his head and mentally slapped himself for being a hentai.
"You should cut back on the doggy biscuits," he commented absently.
Still glaring, Joey pushed himself up into a sitting position and pulled his knees up. "It was a good plan," he murmured to himself.
Kaiba rolled his eyes and sighed softly as he too moved to sit up. Though his body was slightly aching from the fall, it was nothing too bad. Besides, Joey had been the one on top, so he had taken the fall the worst out of the two of them.
The blond frowned down at his own feet, mentally going over what had gone wrong. His plan hadn't been that bad, had it? Use Kaiba as a step ladder of sorts to reach the window that he'd seen near the back of the closet, climb out of the window, then go back and let said Kaiba out of the closet. And it would have worked, I know it would have! He frowned again and patted his chest. Maybe I really am getting a bit heavy…
"Oh relax pup," the CEO murmured. "I was only joking."
"I knew that," he retorted quickly.
Kaiba held back a smirk as he caught the soft pout on the others lips out of the flicker of his eyes. What? He was cute when he pouted! He shook his head.
"…so," Joey said. "What now?"
"Well, you could always try banging the door down again." All right, so even if he did feel the smallest tinge of concern for the mental and physical well being of the blond haired youth every time he slammed his body into the door, it was amusing to watch.
He scowled and shook his head. "I don't think so," he answered. "Why were you in here?" he questioned, seemingly out of nowhere to the brown haired CEO.
"Hmm?" he said, tilting his head to meet his gaze.
"Earlier. You were in here, screamin' and stuff. How come?"
He grunted and rested his head against the wall. "Why do you care?"
"I don't," he quickly replied, causing the other to momentarily frown. "I was just wonderin'…that's all."
"I was just…" he began, but trailed off, shaking his head. Why am I even talking to him?
"What?" Joey persisted softly.
"Upset…about something," Kaiba finally responded. "I was heading out to the parking lot and got…distracted." The brunette conveniently decided to leave out explaining the whole 'distracted' part, which had really only involved him leaving the classroom, semi concerned with what might have been wrong with the blond who was sitting next to him, accidentally dropping his keys in the mad rush of bodies that had been running towards the door, having said keys being somehow coincidently kicked into the supply closet, and proceeding to have a mini-nervous break down. He couldn't help it if he was under so much stress; not to mention the blond that had been on his mind a little bit more than usual lately.
"Oh," he said. "So um…did you have any plans tonight?"
Kaiba was caught off guard by the question, though his expression didn't show it. "What's up with the twenty questions puppy?" he snapped a bit more irritably then he had meant.
"Sorry!" he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I was just tryin' to start up a conversation…"
A few moments passed, neither of the two teens saying anything. Why do I care anyway? It's not like it's any of my business. Why should I even expect him to talk to me? He doesn't…
"You first, then."
He blinked at the sound of the others voice. "Huh?"
With a sigh, the brunette tilted his head to face him. "You wanted to talk, so we're talking. Did you have plans with that little group of misfits of yours?"
The blond almost winced at the question. "No," he mumbled. He hadn't had plans with his friends in…he couldn't even remember how long. He frowned to himself. How had he not realized that they had grown so far apart? While he thought, his mouth continued moving, seemingly of it's own accord. "The anime convention," he answered nonchalantly.
Then he froze.
Oh…crap! Did I just say that…
"Anime convention?"
…out loud?
Kaiba held back an amused chuckle at the blush that spread across the others cheeks, though it had disappeared in a matter of seconds. "Poor puppy, did your other masters abandon you?"
The question cut deeper then he had meant it to, and the moment the words escaped his lips he half-regretted speaking them. The honey eyes which had been staring at his, with no real emotion in them, now flickered with something akin to anger and a hurt which he couldn't have imagined the blond would feel by a simple barb. Joey looked away, staring off at some unknown object which was in the other side of the closet.
Great going. Get him talking and push him away. The brunette shook his head. What did he care if he hurt the others feelings? He did it all the time. Why should it matter to him now?
"Forget it," the blond Duelist said. "I don't think we got anything to talk about anyway."
Sighing, he closed his azure eyes, and dropped the subject.
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So, what did you think?
Kai-Kai-san: Sighing he closed his azure eyes and dropped the subject? Not exactly the hard hitting cliffy I was looking for…
-sweat drops- Well…it did have a coma in it…
Jou-Jou-kun: -pats shoulder sympathetically- There there.
This chapter was hard to end! And look, it has over three thousand words! That's gotta make up for the crappiness of it, right?
Jou-Jou and Kai-Kai: Um…sure…
Err…please review, it's nice to know what you guys think! I hope you all are liking it and feedback is greatly appreciated!