Title: Being Third
Author: Wodenschild
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou
Beta: CrossedScarsX
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: If I owned Yu-gi-oh I wouldn't worry about my car insurance, since I do, I really don't own it.
Summary: After a year Jou gets sick of being third in Kaiba's life.
Chapter 2
I lick my lips, man my throat is so dry now, I need some water or I'm going to regret this tomorrow, more than I do now. Where was I? Oh right, remembering my 'relationship' with Kaiba. Being third in his life. Right behind Kaiba Corp. You'd think in most instances your boyfriend would come before your job right? Not in Kaiba's view, oh no, Kaiba Corp is all important to him. Which he made abundantly clear on my birthday. Yup my birthday. We'd been dating for little over three months at that point and I decided to take this more seriously since it didn't seem to want to die. So, when he asked me if I wanted to go out for dinner on my birthday I said sure, then he leaves before the appetizers because some moron erased a line of code one of his programers had been working on and he needed to go fix it. I didn't speak to him for a week after that one. Of course he spent that week at Kaiba Corp fixing the program and didn't notice. He did thank me for not bothering him at this 'difficult time' and gave me my belated birthday present. I'm pretty sure I just stared at him for good while, amazed that he thought we were fine and snatched the package out of his hands. I was going to keep it of course, I'm not stupid despite common belief. He moved into my apartment before I could slam the door in his face and sat on the couch staring at me intently. I sighed and flopped into my favorite chair and opened my gift. It was an advance copy of the new game he'd left my dinner to fix, and a whole game system to play it on. Oh yeah, and a car. That's right, a car. Hey he's stinking rich, he can afford it. That wasn't my favorite present that night, though it did lead up to it. I was staring at the keys confused at what they meant when he walked to me, leaned over with hands on the armrests and licked my ear. Whoops, I think I'm starting to drool, thinking about that night always does this to me, thank god I'm too blitzed to be uncomfortable.
That cool voice blowing against my ear, the sensation of his tongue on my skin. I really was going to end it that night. I was angry, more angry and upset than I'd ever been with him. I had turned down plans with Shizuka to have that dinner with him, to make this more and he'd thrown my effort in my face. I was going to tell him that too, that this was over, that I couldn't take being a distant third anymore. Before I could though he kneeled in front of me and moved the package off away, smiled up at me, running his hand through my hair. 'Such a good puppy deserves a reward,' he whispered.
I was in no mood for his little master fetish and my face probably reflected that. I opened my mouth to chew him out but he placed his fingers over my lips and shook his head. 'No, I wasn't thinking about that. Really pup, we always do that, how is that a reward?' He was laughing at me I could tell, that just pissed me off more. His next words however stole my anger and my breath. 'I was offering you a bitch for the night.' Okay to most this would in no way be romantic or sweet, but you gotta understand how ingrained the dog references were to our relationship, such as it was. Having him underneath me, taking him as he'd taken me so many times before became a massive fantasy to me, more so because of his absolute refusal to consider it. As you might have guessed, Kaiba has control issues. No night but the first sticks out in my mind as much as that one. Here I was ready to end this just as it was beginning and he gave up all control to me. He trusted me. I think I cried, I know I laughed, giddy happy laughter while holding him tight to me.
Till now I've never even thought about leaving again. His gift of trust was so special I could never thrown it in his face. Of course till now, I've never had to deal with my third place status as much. Mokuba generally tries to stay out of our way, he wants Kaiba to be happy and thinks I can do that. I hope I can, though I might lose my happiness in the process. And the Corporation's been pretty smooth since Kaiba hired people he trusts not to steal from him. Tonight he made it plain that I'm still I'm third. I made plans, this whole romantic thing to celebrate though I was sure he wouldn't really remember. I didn't tell Mokuba, 'cause it's not really our 'true' anniversary we didn't start officially dating for a week afterwards, that was my mistake. If I'd told him, he probably wouldn't have bothered us, he might even have blocked the call from Kaiba Corp. I sigh again leaning my head back against the chair, maybe I had this coming. I stagger up and move toward the kitchen, ugh is that a stain? Shit, silk is such a bitch to clean. Yeah I wear silk now, Kaiba bought me a whole new wardrobe so I'd look good for the dinner parties he's always dragging me to. I don't wear it unless it's a special occasion, which I thought today counted as. Best try and salvage it, I probably won't get many more. Too bad, I kind of like silk.
I snort as I throw the shirt at the sink. I can still think coherently, not drunk enough. I don't want to think at all, to remember. I think there's some vodka left over from last time Dad was in town. OW! Shit what the hell did I just hit? Hmm, what idiot would leave a game system in the middle of the floor? Oh, wait, this is my apartment so that's my system. I'm drunker than I thought if I just called myself an idiot. There it is, lying there on the floor so innocently, that stupid game! I pick it up and stare at it furiously. This game almost destroyed my relationship with Kaiba once, and now it's back to finish the job. I never once played it, couldn't bear to. It was a major hit though, so much so that Kaiba Corp decided to make a sequel. Which is why Kaiba never came back tonight, why he left in the middle of dinner, which he was only there for because Mokuba asked him to come home. He's gone to work on this stupid game. God don't tell me I'm crying, I can't be, not over this. Come on, Jou, your stronger than this. He didn't even know about today, so it's not like he ran out on purpose. Right? It's not like he saw I was distracted and nervous. Of course not, he didn't even notice I was there. How good could a game be anyway? What's so great about a stupid game? I should just throw it out. You know I never really looked at it, maybe I should see what all this shit is about. Hmm, not bad graphics. What's this title...Wolf Quest?
God, I'm crying again I know it. But I think they're good tears this time. Why couldn't he have said anything? What kind of obsessive jerk creates an entire game about their relationship with their boyfriend? Stupid jerk. I really have to get Kaiba to see a psychiatrist, the guy has major issues. A normal person would just come out and tell their boyfriend 'I love you' but Seto Kaiba? No he has to be original. He's never said the words to me, and I've never said them to him but they're true none the less. If I wasn't so drunk I might try driving to Kaiba Corp. I know he's still there. Wait! Mokuba! He'll help me I know it. Gotta call the kid, now where did I leave that phone? Dialing is such a challenge when the numbers keep moving.
"Hello?"
"Mokuba! Cool, you're still up."
"Jou?" Mokuba asks puzzled. "Are you okay? You sound weird."
I laugh a little giddily. "Should, I'm plastered. Listen, I gotta talk to Kaiba."
I can hear him sighing. "He's at work, Jou. You should go to bed. You'll feel better in the morning."
I giggle. "I know, can't sleep, gotta talk to Kaiba. Can't drive either, I'm drunk!"
"Look, Niisama will be home soon anyway, why don't I have one of the drivers pick you up."
I bob my head grinning. "Yeah, yeah, great. Gotta talk to Kaiba. See, I played the game."
Mokuba sighs again, he's such a good kid. "That's good Jou, you can tell me all about when you get here." I stare at the phone, he hung up on me. Then I shrug, oh well I'll give him a nuggie for it later. I pace around, how long does it take to drive here anyway? I look down and laugh again, I'm still shirtless. Oh well I won't need it later anyway. When the doorbell rings I grab the jacket I threw down earlier and throw open the door. I'm gonna see Kaiba.