Yami took the alone-time him and Jounochi had for a few fleeting moments to
his full advantage. Setting down his beer, he pushed Jounochi down on the
bed, climbing next to him. He began kissing Jounochi frantically. "Y-
Yami..." Jou mumbled through his lips. "Seto--"
"Is here," Seto's cold glance fell on them.
Yami climbed off of Jounochi, crossing his arms. "Yes?"
"I've noticed your particular...urge, I suppose you could call it, to avoid me lately. At least sexually."
Jounochi blushed, feeling stuck in the middle. "Uh, guys, I'm going to--"
"Shut up!" they both screamed at him.
Jou recoiled, feeling uncomfortable beyond belief. "I--" he began breathing heavily. "Okay..." He watched the two lovers bicker with each other over their recent tense relationship. Jounochi was Yami's friend; he had only become friends with the aloof Seto when they had begun dating. Then he was targeted for a drunk seduction a few months past and had become their extra partner when they were all together, though more often than not, Jounochi spent his Friday nights alone. It was an unspoken rule that neither Yami nor Seto could have any sexual contact with him unless the other was there. It put him in a tight spot when Yami had been--not very subtly--trying to seduce Jou.
Suddenly they both turned to him angrily. He stared back at them, having no idea what was going on. "Wha...?"
"You're the worst thing that's ever happened to us!" Seto screamed at him.
Jounochi recoiled against the wall. "I--"
"It's not his fault!" Yami screamed at Seto. "It was YOUR bright idea--!" He stopped, seeing the hurt look on Jou's face. "Jounochi..."
Jounochi shook his head, feeling sick to his stomach. "I have to go," he whispered softly, standing up and making his way across the room. "I'll be at the dorm, Kaiba," he said softly.
When Jou had left, Yami turned to Seto. "How dare you speak to him like that. It's not his fault--"
"That you're a little slut?!" Seto asked irritated. "I hate you. You really played me for a sucker, you know? I loved you. I trusted you. You know how hard that is for me. But it doesn't matter. Does it?" He cocked his head to one side, waiting for Yami's answer.
Yami turned from him and picked his beer bottle up. "I didn't want to hurt you. I couldn't just...break up with you...you're so...fragile."
"So cheating on me would make it better?" he asked softly, truly not understanding.
"Seto..." he turned to look back at him, but kept his eyes to the ground.
"Why did you--?" he stopped, looking down, too. "Fine," he whispered softly. "C-can...can we still be friends?" he asked, fighting back tears.
Yami closed the space between them in a hug. "Of course," he whispered.
Seto broke from the hug and turned away. "I need to go...think...okay?"
"Okay," Yami said, dropping his hand from reaching out to comfort Seto. "Call me later, okay?"
Seto nodded and walked out. He quietly carried his briefcase, slipping his long jacket on. He walked through the front door onto the porch and stepped on something hard. He stepped to the side and stared down at Yugi. "Oh, sorry," he stepped off his book. "What are you doing out here?"
Yugi blushed, looking down, pushing up a pair of glasses up from the bridge of his nose. "St-studying."
Kaiba bent down, looking at the notebook in his lap. "Chemistry? Mokuba has that class. I help him out a bit."
Yugi nodded gently. "Mmmm..."
Kaiba eased himself down next to Yugi, pulling a book into his lap. "It seems like high school gets harder each year." He curiously leafed through the pages a bit. "What are you working on?"
"Calculating half lives of radioactive material."
"When is that going to come in handy? Unless you're a scientist..."
"Which I don't plan to be," Yugi smiled up at Kaiba, then blushed.
"Then what DO you want to be?" Kaiba asked with interest.
"I..." he smiled, leafing through his notebook to a page filled with several random sketches. "I'd like to be an artist, actually." He smiled up at Kaiba, really happy.
Kaiba brushed back the blond bangs that were so similar to Yugi's brother. "You...you're great. Artist, I mean." Kaiba stood up, offering Yugi a weak smile. "I better be off, I have a class later."
Yugi smiled goodbye at him, then bent back into reading.
~~~
"Is here," Seto's cold glance fell on them.
Yami climbed off of Jounochi, crossing his arms. "Yes?"
"I've noticed your particular...urge, I suppose you could call it, to avoid me lately. At least sexually."
Jounochi blushed, feeling stuck in the middle. "Uh, guys, I'm going to--"
"Shut up!" they both screamed at him.
Jou recoiled, feeling uncomfortable beyond belief. "I--" he began breathing heavily. "Okay..." He watched the two lovers bicker with each other over their recent tense relationship. Jounochi was Yami's friend; he had only become friends with the aloof Seto when they had begun dating. Then he was targeted for a drunk seduction a few months past and had become their extra partner when they were all together, though more often than not, Jounochi spent his Friday nights alone. It was an unspoken rule that neither Yami nor Seto could have any sexual contact with him unless the other was there. It put him in a tight spot when Yami had been--not very subtly--trying to seduce Jou.
Suddenly they both turned to him angrily. He stared back at them, having no idea what was going on. "Wha...?"
"You're the worst thing that's ever happened to us!" Seto screamed at him.
Jounochi recoiled against the wall. "I--"
"It's not his fault!" Yami screamed at Seto. "It was YOUR bright idea--!" He stopped, seeing the hurt look on Jou's face. "Jounochi..."
Jounochi shook his head, feeling sick to his stomach. "I have to go," he whispered softly, standing up and making his way across the room. "I'll be at the dorm, Kaiba," he said softly.
When Jou had left, Yami turned to Seto. "How dare you speak to him like that. It's not his fault--"
"That you're a little slut?!" Seto asked irritated. "I hate you. You really played me for a sucker, you know? I loved you. I trusted you. You know how hard that is for me. But it doesn't matter. Does it?" He cocked his head to one side, waiting for Yami's answer.
Yami turned from him and picked his beer bottle up. "I didn't want to hurt you. I couldn't just...break up with you...you're so...fragile."
"So cheating on me would make it better?" he asked softly, truly not understanding.
"Seto..." he turned to look back at him, but kept his eyes to the ground.
"Why did you--?" he stopped, looking down, too. "Fine," he whispered softly. "C-can...can we still be friends?" he asked, fighting back tears.
Yami closed the space between them in a hug. "Of course," he whispered.
Seto broke from the hug and turned away. "I need to go...think...okay?"
"Okay," Yami said, dropping his hand from reaching out to comfort Seto. "Call me later, okay?"
Seto nodded and walked out. He quietly carried his briefcase, slipping his long jacket on. He walked through the front door onto the porch and stepped on something hard. He stepped to the side and stared down at Yugi. "Oh, sorry," he stepped off his book. "What are you doing out here?"
Yugi blushed, looking down, pushing up a pair of glasses up from the bridge of his nose. "St-studying."
Kaiba bent down, looking at the notebook in his lap. "Chemistry? Mokuba has that class. I help him out a bit."
Yugi nodded gently. "Mmmm..."
Kaiba eased himself down next to Yugi, pulling a book into his lap. "It seems like high school gets harder each year." He curiously leafed through the pages a bit. "What are you working on?"
"Calculating half lives of radioactive material."
"When is that going to come in handy? Unless you're a scientist..."
"Which I don't plan to be," Yugi smiled up at Kaiba, then blushed.
"Then what DO you want to be?" Kaiba asked with interest.
"I..." he smiled, leafing through his notebook to a page filled with several random sketches. "I'd like to be an artist, actually." He smiled up at Kaiba, really happy.
Kaiba brushed back the blond bangs that were so similar to Yugi's brother. "You...you're great. Artist, I mean." Kaiba stood up, offering Yugi a weak smile. "I better be off, I have a class later."
Yugi smiled goodbye at him, then bent back into reading.
~~~