JN: ^_^!! I'm Back!! New Chappie!! ^_^

YJN: It's another Song fic too……-_-'

JN: Yep. Pink's got it in for these guys……^_^

YJN: -_-' Baka

JN: :P Jou, your turn to do the disclaimer!! ^_^

Jou: K. Dis here fic belongs ta Hi Sukoshi Jigku Neko. None of da Yu-gi-oh chars belong ta her, and neither dahs the song "Most Girls" by Pink.

YJN: Oh, and as a side note, we changed all of the words that were femine to the masculine form of the word.

JN: -_-' What she means, is that we changed all the "girls" to "guys" in the lyrics, and all of the "girl" to "guy". That's all. She's to damn technical……

YJN: Oh, and as a side note, as my hikari forgot to mention, the song is supposed to be in Jou's POV, although it's not really his POV in the beginning……^^;;;

Chapter Two: Most Guys

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Damn the onlookers, and the press can go to hell. Seto Kaiba was in love with his greatest enemy, and he didn't care who knew about it.

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Jou then slipped something into Seto's hand and sent him an apologetic look as he said,

"Hey, watch where ya goin', ya jerk!" and with that stormed off. Blinking, Seto was too confused to come up with an appropriate come back. Instead, he looked at the slip of paper that was in his hand, and went to "his" tree to eat lunch. Unfolding the note, the CEO smirked. So *that* was it.


I never cared too much for love
It was all a bunch of mush that I just did not want
Paid was the issue of the day
If a guy's friend's got some game
Couldn't be more fly, gettin paid was everything
But I'm not every guy and I don't need that world to validate me
Cuz shorty's got a job, shorty's got a car, shorty can pay his own rent
Don't wanna dance if it is not in my heart

Seto -

Hey. Sorry 'bout the whole "jerk" thing. Social appearances gotta be kept up though, right? Meet me outside of the school in the west courtyard after I get through wit the damn detention that I got from the math sensei. Please, just don't be joking wit me, k? I've never been in love before, and so, I really don't want to end up…… broken again.

- J


MOST GUYS want a man with the bling bling
Got my own thing, got the ching ching
I just want real love
MOST GUYS want a man with the mean green
Don't wanna dance if he can't be everything that I dream of
A man that understands real love

'Again? What's he mean again?' thought Seto. Folding the note back up, he stood, deciding lunch could and would wait. He wanted to do something about the blonde's rather undeserved detention……

20 minutes later, Jounouchi no longer had a detention with the math sensei. Smirking to himself, Kaiba went to his next period class, omitting lunch because it was about to be - *ding ding* - or rather, was, over. Walking to English, he sat down in his regular seat and took out the novel the class was reading, setting it in the corner of his desk. Jounouchi walked in and sat in his normal seat, surprisingly early. Turning to Kaiba, he gave him a look that said 'thank you' a million times over. Seto simply smirked and opened the book to the page he had left off on……


Most, are the guys about the floss
It was all about the cost, how much he spent on me
Seek, for a man who's got the means
To be givin' you diamond rings
It's what every fly guy could want or even dream
But I'm not every guy and I don't need no G to take care of me
Cuz shorty's got a job, shorty's got a car, shorty can pay his own rent
Don't wanna dance if it is not in my heart, no no

'I hope to god that he's not playing with my head in the sick attempt of a joke', thought Jou as he watched the CEO go back to his book. Turning back to his book as the sensei walked in, he couldn't seem to keep his attention on the lesson. 'Hell, Jesse [4] would go after Kaiba if only for his cash. He always was a greedy bastard. But, that's not why I want him, is it? No, definitely not. I've never had a taste of any luxury, so it can't be that. I just, well, genuinely like him. That should be wrong, right? Well, supposedly not, if he returns my feelings. But what if he's just messing with me for blackmail or something? Shit, I'm so screwed.' were among the thoughts running through the blonde's head during the only class he was half good at besides gym and art. 'No, I love him because…well…He's gorgeous, and I love him. Simple as that. I just want to be loved back.' he thought.

MOST GUYS want a man with the bling bling
Got my own thing, got the ching ching
I just want real love
MOST GUYS want a man with the mean green
Don't wanna dance if he can't be everything that I dream of
A man that understands real love

The sensei was rattling on about some project that they would be doing that counted for half of the semester grade. He half listened to the sensei as she listed partners.

"Now class, I chose these name completely at random; I drew them out of a sack and whatever two names came up, I put them together, regardless. So don't come whining to me about partners; it's not my fault who you get stuck with." Jou zoned out again, and came back just as the last pair was called and the bell wrang.

"Katsuya Jounouchi and Kaiba Seto. You will all be expected to have a well-written report on your topic. You'll pick your topics as you leave, and of course, have a good weekend." Jou was jolted out of his thoughts as the bell rang, signaling the end of the period, and more importantly, the end of the day. Then, it registered that Kaiba was his partner………


MOST GUYS want a man with the bling bling
Got my own thing, got the ching ching
I just want real love
MOST GUYS want a man with the mean green
Don't wanna dance if he can't be everything that I dream of
A man that understands real love

Jou stood patiently next to the hedge that was next to the entrance to the court yard, waiting for the blue-eyed brunette to arrive. Sitting down carefully, he decided to check and see if the bruises that had been inflicted on him the previous night were at all visible. Sometimes the cover up wore off if it was on for a long time, and he had had gym, so he had been sweating. Checking, he was amazed to see that it was still intact, though the bruise under his coat was somehow poking out over the top of his jacket. Cursing, he pulled the collar up and sighed as the bruise was once again put out of sight. Slipping the small mirrored compact into his bag, he looked up and saw Kaiba approaching him slowly.

But I'm not every guy
And I don't need no G to take care of me, no
Cuz shorty's got a job, shorty's got a car, shorty can pay his own rent
Don't wanna dance if it is not in my heart, oh most guys

Seto smirked as he saw the puppy stand up. He was walking at a slow pace, taking his time to make sure that no one was around. Making it to the courtyard undetected, he half-smiled at the puppy and said,

"Come on. Let's go to my house. We can start that language arts assignment." Jou nodded after a second, a little pink slipping over his nose and cheeks. Seto found this cute, and made a mental note that he should attempt to make this phenomenon happen more often. 'Cute? Where'd that come from?' he thought as he slid into the back of the black limo that waited for him at the curb, moving over so Jou could follow suit. He barely uttered the word home to his driver before Jou was there, kissing him gently.

Surprised, Seto went rigid as a reflex, but then relaxed. He liked this. He liked this a lot. Responding a little, he slid his tongue across the blonde's bottom lip, asking almost passively for entrance, which was granted to him after little debate.

Jou moaned a little as the CEO probed his mouth gently, tongues dancing against each other in a war for dominance that Seto was allowed to win. When Seto had finished tasting his prize, he pulled away from his blonde puppy, who shivered as Seto drew a light line of butterfly kisses up to Jou's right ear and whispered against it,

"Pup's a little eager, hm?" Jou turned his head a little to the right and said as he nuzzled Seto's neck,

"You have no idea."


MOST GUYS want a man with the bling bling
Got my own thing, got the ching ching
I just want real love
MOST GUYS want a man with the mean green
Don't wanna dance if he can't be everything that I dream of
A man that understands real love

Accenting this with a kiss, he made his way down Seto's neck a little further, before meeting the resistance of the brunette's black sweater collar. This seemed to be when Seto decided that he wanted to re-control this situation.

Capturing the blonde's mouth in a searing kiss, he turned the tables on Jou suddenly, effectively startling the soft pink lips open, and allowing him to plunder that oh-so-sweet tasting mouth. Who said too much of a good thing was bad? Seto was here to prove them wrong. Kissing down his right cheek again, he was just about to start on the pup's neck when the car stopped in front of Kaiba Mansion. Mentally swearing in 7 different languages, Seto said,

"We're here pup. Come on; we can finish what we started inside." And that sentence was said in just too innocent a tone. And, of course, the desired affect was achieved; a pale pink blush seeped out and over Jou's nose again. That is just so fun to do, Seto thought as he lead the way into the mansion.

MOST GUYS want a man with the bling bling
Got my own thing, got the ching ching
I just want real love
MOST GUYS want a man with the mean green
Don't wanna dance if he can't be everything that I dream of
A man that understands real love

After the initial shock from the sight of the house wore off of our blonde puppy, (A/N: Seto: He's *my* blonde puppy dammit! JN: -_-'), a string of curses flowed through the head of the blonde guest of Kaiba mansion, as he saw that they would be climbing multiple stair cases. Normally, he would have loved running up them; he had a thing for running. But, you see, from that morning, his father had been drunk and really pissed off, and in addition to the two bruises and other multiple injuries he had received, his left leg, he was sure, was sprained or worse. This is gonna be hell…

Ten minutes later, Jou had made it up 3 flights of stairs and down 5 corridors without dropping dead, which was most likely a good thing. He was however, breathing a little heavily from the slight bought of pain that little romp brought on. (A/N: Seto: What the hell are you, from England or something? Speak normally. JN: -_-' Shut up. I like weird grammar…^^) That was disgraceful in the blonde's perspective, because under normal circumstances, he could run 3 miles and barely break a sweat. Making it to the millionaire's room, he almost dropped at the sight. It wasn't very big; little larger than your average bedroom, but the walls were what really got him. The walls were a mural of three blue eyes white dragons, and on the ceiling was the ultimate throwing an attack. It was amazing! They looked…life like! As if they could actually come off the walls and burn something to a crisp! It was wild. Jou openly stared in admiration, momentarily forgetting about his leg, and then, took in the rest of the room. Everything was a shade of blue, or else it was white. The carpet, the bed spreads, the curtains……everything. The wood that his furniture was made out of was a deep contrasting cherry/mahogany finish, which gave a hidden accent to the room. Seto was quite the interior decorator. Setting his bag down, all he could manage to say was,

"Wow." Seto said nonchalantly,

"It's not really much; the paint's wearing thin on the left wall. I have to re-paint it sometime soon." Jou turned his stare to Seto.

"You painted this? (Seto nodded with a slightly confused look on his face) Holy…wow. I had no idea…wow…" was all he could manage to say. He had never seen Seto as the artistic type. Shrugging, Seto advanced on the awestruck teen; he was intent on continuing what they had started in the car…

Jou "yelped" as Seto, who had apparently snuck up on him, held him around the waist and kissed his neck gently. Shivering, Jou unknowingly tilted his head to the side to allow Seto better access to his neck. Then, Seto stopped and stared slightly. Jou opened his honey colored eyes and gave him a questioning look. The blue eyed boy asked,

"Jounouchi? Where did you get that from?" Confused, Jou suddenly realized, his jacket had become unzipped carelessly, and the really sick looking bruise that was the newest addition to his collection was now in plain sight. Now, how was he going to get himself out of this one?……


Cuz I'm not most guys, don't wanna dance if he can't be oh, everything
I, I just want real love, said I gotta have real love
Everything that, can you be everything that I dream of

TBC……

JN: How was that?? Sorry it took so long to get it up; I was swamped. Teachers, I think, have it in for me or something.

YJN: Well, if you didn't slack off in class and actually did your homework when they give you time to work on it in class…..

JN: -_-' Shut up.

YJN: I only speak the truth.

JN: -_-' The truths' a bitch. Speaking of the truth -

YJN: Or the bitch, in this case

JN: -_-' Shut up. Anyways, what do you think so far? Most of the reason that I didn't update for a while was that I didn't know if I wanted to make this more than a one shot; I guess I'll make it a 3 or 4 chapter fic, if you want ^_^!!

YJN: Please, spare us the grief and don't. This chapter was worse than the first one. It had sap, fluff, *and * OOC-ness.

JN: ;_; You're so mean……::sobs::

YJN: Don't review or she'll write more, and that's something that we can all do without……-_-'