"Mmnn...Seto...not now..." A voice mumbled from underneath a pillow.
"Would you get up already?"
"I'm tired..."
"You're tired? I'm the one who did all the work!"
Said pillow was promptly thrown at the brunette's face. Too bad Jou's aim was horrible and it ended up hitting a lamp and knocking it off the table.
"Hmm...not a morning person I see?" Seto raised his eyebrow at the blond, who was refusing to come out of his cocoon of sheets and blankets. "And don't think just because you're sleeping with me that you won't have to pay for that." He gestured over at the now broken lamp on the floor.
Jou groaned and rolled over to face his antagonist, hair disheveled and looking quite worn out. "It's seven in the morning, and you already kept me up all night, go back to sleep ya freak."
"Puppy isn't in the mood to play?" Seto purred out as he reached for his pet, only to be swatted away.
"Seto!" Mokuba came bounding into the room, coming to an abrupt halt when he saw the pair tangled in bed sheets and in eachother. "Don't tell me you guys are going at it again...didn't you have enough last night? I hardly got any sleep."
Jou immediately flushed, sitting up to regard the boy. "Um...you heard us?"
"Of course, I never heard anyone who could scream as loud as you." Mokuba shook his head as Jou groaned and threw himself back down on the bed, embarrassed down to his bones. Mokuba however, seemed very amused as he turned towards his brother."Seto, Yugi and his gang are all downstairs, they're looking for Jou."
"What?" Seto asked, absently reaching for his pants that had been discarded to the floor.
"Oh no..." Jou groaned. "I forgot, I was supposed to go hang out with them after our date last night, but then I got sidetracked..." Jou sat up and groaned at the ache in the small of his back. "How are we gunna explain this one to them?"
"Why not just tell the truth?" Seto said while slipping his wrinkled shirt over his head. "It's not like they didn't already know."
"Well, that's not entirely true..." Jou grinned sheepishly as Seto gave him a strange look. "Of course they knew about the first date, along with the rest of Domino, but I haven't told them about anything else."
"Well then , they're in for quite a surprise aren't they?" Seto said as the yanked Jou up from the bed, throwing a shirt in his face. "Now get down there and proclaim your undying love for me." Seto stated, in a sarcastic tone.
"Do I have to?" Jou whined as he got dressed, his own clothes we're still in the chess-room upstairs, so he had to settle for a shirt and a pair of pants, that we're much to long, of Seto's. "How did they know to come looking here? I didn't say anything about the date last night." Jou said, regarding Mokuba this time.
"Yugi called there this morning looking for you, so I told them the truth...Don't worry Jou, I didn't add in any dirty details." He added at the end, seeing Jou's look of panic.
"Okay, no prob, I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" Jou reassured himself as he straitened his clothes, ready to head downstairs, Seto and Mokuba close behind.
For the first time in a long time, everyone was concerned about Anzu. Who was lying on the floor at the moment, completely unconscious. Ryou had pulled out a piece of paper and was fanning her gently. The only exception was Bakura, who had immediately collapsed on a nearby couch, laughing like a lunatic.
"Damn drama queen," Jou hissed lowly before turning to Bakura's amused form. "What you laughing at freak show?"
Instead of answering with a verbal response, Bakura chose to moan and whimper instead. Crying out things such as 'Oh Seto' and 'harder!', in an octave higher than his usual voice.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jou asked angrily as Bakura continued to make lude noises.
"Oh nothing, just trying out my new 'Jounouchi impression'." Bakura remarked casually, flashing his sharp pearly whites. "Do you like?" Seto had to grasp Jou hard by the elbow to keep him from going after the spirit.
Yugi finally spoke up when Jou managed to calm down. "Well I'm happy for you Jou." He smiled at his friend and then turned towards Seto, not really sure what to say. The awkward silence continued for a few moments before Honda came over to pat Jou on the head.
"My little Jou is growing up! I knew setting you up on this date was I good idea."
Seto raised and eyebrow at that. "So you're the one who set this all up?"
Bakura shot up from his spot on the couch to answer. "No actually, that was me. It was a joke of mine that I cooked up..."He grinned and collapsed back down on the couch, laughing. "And damn was it funny!"
"You didn't enter the contest for yourself?" Seto turned towards Jou, who was glaring daggers at Bakura.
"Um, well, no...not exactly." He confessed.
"So is this all some kind of big joke to you?" Seto asked, his words short clipped.
"What? No! Of course not! Seto!" Jou stilled as the brunette pulled away from him, turning his face away from the rest of the room.
"I'm going to retire to my room now...you all should leave."
The occupants of the room gave uneasy glances toward Jou before turning to leave, gathering up the still unconscious Anzu. Jou paniced and turned towards the retreating brunette. "Seto..." He whispered, shifting nervously on his feet as Seto stopped moving, but still not turning to look at him.
"You too mutt, you're father should be looking for you." He replied quietly before exiting, leaving Jou alone in the dark hallway, feeling as empty as the sparsely decorated interior.
"Damn, Kaiba is a lot more touchy than I imagined." Honda said as they arrived at Yugi's place. He'd never seen the group look so...pathetic. Jou had caught a ride home with them and was now pouting in the corner, hair and clothes impossibly disheveled. Anzu was lying on the couch sipping a glass of cool water now that she had awoken. Bakura lounged near by looking exhausted from his recent hysterics and quite bored.
"Jou..." Yugi approached his friend, who was looking much like a wounded animal at the moment, carefully. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah..." Jou groaned, stretching out languidly. "I just don't understand the guy sometimes..." Yugi nodded, understanding that feeling, "I don't know if I ever will..."
"You've wounded his pride." Yami spoke up, in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Huh?" Jou pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them as he looked up at the former pharaoh. "What do you mean?"
"Haven't you learned by now?" Yami just shook his head as both Yugi and Jou gave him a blank stare. "It's the only thing he has left...or at least, the only thing he thinks he has left, so he clings to it like a lifeline."
"And since when are you the professor of Kaiba 101?"
Yami merely rolled his eyes at Bakura's off-hand comment and continued. "All you have to do is reassure him that he is still a 'golden god' in your eyes...or whatever."
"I don't know if I can..." Jou whispered. "How can I fix something that want's to stay broken?" Jou let out a defeated sigh, leaving the rest of the room in silence.
"So you we're right..." Seto stood in the middle of a large room, glancing around at the shadows of the past, and chuckled to himself. "In the end you we're right you bastard...." Seto noticed something soft at the bottom of his feet and looked down to see Jou's discarded clothes. And the chess set was still in place, his white piece still poised in front of the black king. A sudden sliver ran through him, but he shook it off, instead he glared down at the material, as if the whole room was mocking him.
This place made him feel uneasy and at the same time, strangely comforted. When Gozaburo was still alive, nothing and everything was expected from him. He had been trained to be the perfect businessman, and in that, his adoptive father had succeeded. Leaving no room for much else.
"Emotions just get in the way..." He spoke to the empty room once more. "You we're right..." Resentment and even a hint of realization in his voice.
"Seto..." A tiny voice spoke, Seto tuned his head to Mokuba, who was standing in the doorway, looking uneasy. "What are you doing..." Mokuba took a moment to glance cautiously around the room. "Here?"
"Nothing." Was Seto's simple response before he began walking towards the door, closing it behind himself and his brother. "I...I want to be alone right now."
"Wait, there's a few reporters outside...should I have the guards get rid of them?" Mokuba asked, almost in a run as he tried to keep up with is brother's long strides.
"No..." He paused for a moment. "I think I should tell them myself." Seto said before disappearing down the stairs. Mokuba just stood atop of them, a sudden feeling of dread washing over him.
Why had his brother been doing in Gozaburo's room? And why was he reminding Mokuba of him now more than ever?
Satanic Mechanic: Yes, they've had they're smut and now they must have drama! cackles I'm still not sure if I like this chapter...but I had to write something, so I hope it's not to bad
"Would you get up already?"
"I'm tired..."
"You're tired? I'm the one who did all the work!"
Said pillow was promptly thrown at the brunette's face. Too bad Jou's aim was horrible and it ended up hitting a lamp and knocking it off the table.
"Hmm...not a morning person I see?" Seto raised his eyebrow at the blond, who was refusing to come out of his cocoon of sheets and blankets. "And don't think just because you're sleeping with me that you won't have to pay for that." He gestured over at the now broken lamp on the floor.
Jou groaned and rolled over to face his antagonist, hair disheveled and looking quite worn out. "It's seven in the morning, and you already kept me up all night, go back to sleep ya freak."
"Puppy isn't in the mood to play?" Seto purred out as he reached for his pet, only to be swatted away.
"Seto!" Mokuba came bounding into the room, coming to an abrupt halt when he saw the pair tangled in bed sheets and in eachother. "Don't tell me you guys are going at it again...didn't you have enough last night? I hardly got any sleep."
Jou immediately flushed, sitting up to regard the boy. "Um...you heard us?"
"Of course, I never heard anyone who could scream as loud as you." Mokuba shook his head as Jou groaned and threw himself back down on the bed, embarrassed down to his bones. Mokuba however, seemed very amused as he turned towards his brother."Seto, Yugi and his gang are all downstairs, they're looking for Jou."
"What?" Seto asked, absently reaching for his pants that had been discarded to the floor.
"Oh no..." Jou groaned. "I forgot, I was supposed to go hang out with them after our date last night, but then I got sidetracked..." Jou sat up and groaned at the ache in the small of his back. "How are we gunna explain this one to them?"
"Why not just tell the truth?" Seto said while slipping his wrinkled shirt over his head. "It's not like they didn't already know."
"Well, that's not entirely true..." Jou grinned sheepishly as Seto gave him a strange look. "Of course they knew about the first date, along with the rest of Domino, but I haven't told them about anything else."
"Well then , they're in for quite a surprise aren't they?" Seto said as the yanked Jou up from the bed, throwing a shirt in his face. "Now get down there and proclaim your undying love for me." Seto stated, in a sarcastic tone.
"Do I have to?" Jou whined as he got dressed, his own clothes we're still in the chess-room upstairs, so he had to settle for a shirt and a pair of pants, that we're much to long, of Seto's. "How did they know to come looking here? I didn't say anything about the date last night." Jou said, regarding Mokuba this time.
"Yugi called there this morning looking for you, so I told them the truth...Don't worry Jou, I didn't add in any dirty details." He added at the end, seeing Jou's look of panic.
"Okay, no prob, I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" Jou reassured himself as he straitened his clothes, ready to head downstairs, Seto and Mokuba close behind.
For the first time in a long time, everyone was concerned about Anzu. Who was lying on the floor at the moment, completely unconscious. Ryou had pulled out a piece of paper and was fanning her gently. The only exception was Bakura, who had immediately collapsed on a nearby couch, laughing like a lunatic.
"Damn drama queen," Jou hissed lowly before turning to Bakura's amused form. "What you laughing at freak show?"
Instead of answering with a verbal response, Bakura chose to moan and whimper instead. Crying out things such as 'Oh Seto' and 'harder!', in an octave higher than his usual voice.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jou asked angrily as Bakura continued to make lude noises.
"Oh nothing, just trying out my new 'Jounouchi impression'." Bakura remarked casually, flashing his sharp pearly whites. "Do you like?" Seto had to grasp Jou hard by the elbow to keep him from going after the spirit.
Yugi finally spoke up when Jou managed to calm down. "Well I'm happy for you Jou." He smiled at his friend and then turned towards Seto, not really sure what to say. The awkward silence continued for a few moments before Honda came over to pat Jou on the head.
"My little Jou is growing up! I knew setting you up on this date was I good idea."
Seto raised and eyebrow at that. "So you're the one who set this all up?"
Bakura shot up from his spot on the couch to answer. "No actually, that was me. It was a joke of mine that I cooked up..."He grinned and collapsed back down on the couch, laughing. "And damn was it funny!"
"You didn't enter the contest for yourself?" Seto turned towards Jou, who was glaring daggers at Bakura.
"Um, well, no...not exactly." He confessed.
"So is this all some kind of big joke to you?" Seto asked, his words short clipped.
"What? No! Of course not! Seto!" Jou stilled as the brunette pulled away from him, turning his face away from the rest of the room.
"I'm going to retire to my room now...you all should leave."
The occupants of the room gave uneasy glances toward Jou before turning to leave, gathering up the still unconscious Anzu. Jou paniced and turned towards the retreating brunette. "Seto..." He whispered, shifting nervously on his feet as Seto stopped moving, but still not turning to look at him.
"You too mutt, you're father should be looking for you." He replied quietly before exiting, leaving Jou alone in the dark hallway, feeling as empty as the sparsely decorated interior.
"Damn, Kaiba is a lot more touchy than I imagined." Honda said as they arrived at Yugi's place. He'd never seen the group look so...pathetic. Jou had caught a ride home with them and was now pouting in the corner, hair and clothes impossibly disheveled. Anzu was lying on the couch sipping a glass of cool water now that she had awoken. Bakura lounged near by looking exhausted from his recent hysterics and quite bored.
"Jou..." Yugi approached his friend, who was looking much like a wounded animal at the moment, carefully. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah..." Jou groaned, stretching out languidly. "I just don't understand the guy sometimes..." Yugi nodded, understanding that feeling, "I don't know if I ever will..."
"You've wounded his pride." Yami spoke up, in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Huh?" Jou pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them as he looked up at the former pharaoh. "What do you mean?"
"Haven't you learned by now?" Yami just shook his head as both Yugi and Jou gave him a blank stare. "It's the only thing he has left...or at least, the only thing he thinks he has left, so he clings to it like a lifeline."
"And since when are you the professor of Kaiba 101?"
Yami merely rolled his eyes at Bakura's off-hand comment and continued. "All you have to do is reassure him that he is still a 'golden god' in your eyes...or whatever."
"I don't know if I can..." Jou whispered. "How can I fix something that want's to stay broken?" Jou let out a defeated sigh, leaving the rest of the room in silence.
"So you we're right..." Seto stood in the middle of a large room, glancing around at the shadows of the past, and chuckled to himself. "In the end you we're right you bastard...." Seto noticed something soft at the bottom of his feet and looked down to see Jou's discarded clothes. And the chess set was still in place, his white piece still poised in front of the black king. A sudden sliver ran through him, but he shook it off, instead he glared down at the material, as if the whole room was mocking him.
This place made him feel uneasy and at the same time, strangely comforted. When Gozaburo was still alive, nothing and everything was expected from him. He had been trained to be the perfect businessman, and in that, his adoptive father had succeeded. Leaving no room for much else.
"Emotions just get in the way..." He spoke to the empty room once more. "You we're right..." Resentment and even a hint of realization in his voice.
"Seto..." A tiny voice spoke, Seto tuned his head to Mokuba, who was standing in the doorway, looking uneasy. "What are you doing..." Mokuba took a moment to glance cautiously around the room. "Here?"
"Nothing." Was Seto's simple response before he began walking towards the door, closing it behind himself and his brother. "I...I want to be alone right now."
"Wait, there's a few reporters outside...should I have the guards get rid of them?" Mokuba asked, almost in a run as he tried to keep up with is brother's long strides.
"No..." He paused for a moment. "I think I should tell them myself." Seto said before disappearing down the stairs. Mokuba just stood atop of them, a sudden feeling of dread washing over him.
Why had his brother been doing in Gozaburo's room? And why was he reminding Mokuba of him now more than ever?
Satanic Mechanic: Yes, they've had they're smut and now they must have drama! cackles I'm still not sure if I like this chapter...but I had to write something, so I hope it's not to bad