The Prince and His Pauper

by Kleptomaniac Can Opener

As the head of Katsuya Corp., Jounouchi isn't used to being ignored. Especially by some ordinary classmate with a stick up his rear-end. (Mainly SetoJou, COMPLETED)

2. Part 2

Title: The Prince and His Pauper
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): Seto x Jou, Honda x Jou
Status: On-going
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Trust me, I don't own Yugi-Oh.
Summary: As the head of Katsuya Corp., Jounouchi isn't used to being ignored. Especially by
some ordinary classmate with a stick up his rear-end.

Notes: This is for the Plot Bunny Freeze Frame Challenge at 'A Dragons Lair'!
Look up Plot Bunny Photo #3 for the reference.

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The Prince and His Pauper
Part 2

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Miho waves her hand in front of Jou's eyes. "Jou? You home?"
"Huh? Wha?"
"We've been calling you for five minutes," replies Yugi. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, you've been zoning out all morning," adds Honda.
"M fine. Just been thinking." The lunch bell rings. They watch as Seto gathers all his things and
leave.
"Where do you think he goes?" wonders Miho.
"What do you mean?" questions Jou.
"You don't know? People talked about it for at least a month," explains Honda.
"Apparently he leaves the school grounds," finishes Yugi.
"Weird..." Jou walks over to he window and watches the taller teen walk right past he gates. "Huh."

"Hey! How about we try out the new arcade?"
"Great idea, Miho," agrees Yugi. "It'll be fun!"
"How about tomorrow?" suggests Jou.
"Why tomorrow?"
"I have a meeting early morning and Shizuka will skin me alive if I don't do my homework
again." Honda laughs.
"Man! She's got you whipped!" Jou swings an arm around the other boy's neck, holding him on
the tight side, to everyone's amusement. "Urk!"
"Thanks for volunteering to help me, Honda ol' buddy!" Miho and Yugi laugh.

"Ribbon!"
"Anzu!" Miho hugs the bouncy brunette. "I haven't seen you all day! Where were you?"
"I had an audition. I'm in the finals!" Both girls squeal and bounce, drawing the eyes of every
male in the area. "But that's not what I wanted to tell you."
"What is it? What is it?" Anzu leans towards her friend and performs the infamous stage whisper.
"A bunch of us were talking about Kaiba cause of that spat he had with Minamoto-san, and I
heard from a friend who heard from a friend, from a friend, from a friend that Kaiba's an orphan.
That's why he's such as ass. He totally hates adults or something."
"And everyone else," cracks Honda.
"I'm sure there's someone he likes..." defends Yugi, ever the good-natured optimist. Anzu just
shrugs.
"And from a slightly less reliable source, Kaiba's often seen in the red-light district."
"No way! Seriously!"
"Don't be surprised, Ribbon," says Honda. "Not like anyone here will give it to that jerk."

Jou mentally scowls. It's easy for him to see Seto with a couple of slutty babes hanging off each
arm. He mentally slaps himself. He shouldn't care, he doesn't even like the guy!

"Guys, we should go eat before lunch is over." The mention of food snaps Jou back to reality.
"Good idea, Yug! Let's go!"

-

When they return to class, Seto is already back at his desk reading his Russian books. Jou
exchanges hello's with his fellow classmates as he reclaims his seat. For some reason, it really
irks him that Seto is simply ignoring him. Sure it was always annoying before, but now...

"Geez, you too good to say 'hi' or something?" No response is forthcoming. Jou growls and
stalks to the back of the class. "Oi! I'm talking to you!" Yugi rushes over and grabs his friend's
sleeve.
"Jou! What are you doing?" The blond grits his teeth when Seto continues to ignore him. He
slams his palms on the brunet's desk, making everyone but his intended target jump. Cold eyes
finally look at him.

"What do you want, mutt?"
"Stop calling me that, you damn...damn VAGABOND!"
"Jou!" Jou shakes the small boy off his arm, glaring at Seto. The taller teen closes his book,
expression tight.
"Care to say that again, MUTT?" Jou puts his face right in Seto's, his hot breath rolling over
stony features.
"I said, You. Damn. VA-GA-BOND."

Somewhere beyond the pounding of blood between his ears, Jou can almost hear Honda
attempting to warn him about something. He tries to listen in, but the endless depths of frozen
artic seas holds him spellbound.
The teacher pulling his ear easily takes his mind off of Seto's eyes.

"I will NOT have you disrupting my class again, Jounouchi Katsuya! You may be head honcho
at your fancy company, but here I'M the big cheese! Now take your seat or you'll get detention
for a month!"
"Ow! Ow! All right! Ow! Just let go!" He rubs his abused ear and returns to his desk, Seto's
sharp smirk following him.

=/=/=

The rough hand slides down the slick flesh of his back as the hand's owner rams into him,
striking that spot deep inside that makes his every nerve sing in ecstasy.
His fists dig into the sweat-soaked sheets, his body straining with every thrust. He gasps and
pants, starving for more than air. He needs that final push, his release.

Those cold sapphires that always glare at him demand it.
"AHH!"

The two teens take greedy gulps of air. The wet sheets don't do much to help cool them down
after going at it for the better part of three hours. "Damn, man. Who were you thinking about
that got you THAT excited?"
"Whaddya mean?" Jou mumbles against his friend's shoulder. Honda rolls his eyes, then flinches
when sweat drips into one. He knocks his now floppy hair away to prevent more painful
occurrences.
"C'mon, you can tell me. Not like we're romantically involved or anything. Besides, I happen to
remember you yelling Jack Sparrow last time and Legolas the time before that." Jou blushes.
"Yeah, well, they're really hot."
"So tell me who's hot this time. Promise not to laugh."
"Promise promise?"
"Promise promise."

Jou sits up and rests his arms on his knees. "Well?" urges Honda.
"Um..." Honda sits up too, looking at his fair friend.
"C'mon, I promised I wouldn't laugh."
"I...I was thinkin' bout...Kaiba."
"You're shittin' me!" The idea of Jou being attracted to that certain classmate is ludicrous in his
opinion. "That guy's a total dickweed!"
"I know! That's why I didn't wanna say anything! I don't like the guy, but..."
"But?"
"You know how they turn off the AC after hours so detention is hot as all get out?" Honda
nods. "Seto took off his jacket."
"That iceberg can get hot?"
"I was surprised too. But damn, man. You should have seen him! He was still wearing a shirt but
I could tell he has one hellva body!"
"But it's KAIBA, and the guy's totally straight." Jou groans and lays his head against his folded
arms.
"I know...I don't get it either. There's just...something about him."
"That why you started that fight?"
"I dunno...I guess. Maybe." Honda shakes his head.
"You got it bad. Who woulda thunk?"
"Shut up. I don't got anything bad outside of one-sided lust."
"Your screaming Legolas is one-sided lust, Jou."

Knock knock!

"Niichan! You told me to remind you about your science project!" Both boys jump, the
conversation forgotten for the moment.
"Shit!"
"We forgot!"

=/=/=

The meeting was long, boring, and didn't tell him anything he hadn't already predicted. Talk
about a waste of time. Even worse, it was much longer than it should have been because one
guy wouldn't shut up! And now, he's late. The others expected him at the arcade twenty minutes
ago!

The flaps of his white trench coat billow out as he dashes through the streets. "Just my luck this
happens when I sent the driver home!" Jou says with a scowl on his face. "So much for the
leisurely walk!" He takes a sharp turn. "Yoink! Shortcut!" He runs down an ally and exits into
the 'adult' part of town.

At Shizuka's insistence, Jou tends to stay away from the red-light district. After all, what would
people think? It's a scandal just waiting to happen.
But he can't disappoint his friends now, can he?

Kaiba pressed to a wall.
A man in an Armani suit holds him down, large hands clutching the brunet's wrists.
Jou sees green and red, and it's not Christmas.

"Oi! Get off him!" Black hair brushes over Seto's neck as the man turns his head to look at Jou.
"One of your admirers, Seth?"
"More like a stray dog." Jou's hands form white-knuckle fists.
"My, my. What a protective little puppy." The man smirks. "Am I infringing on your
territory?" Seto snorts and the man chuckles.
"Get. Off. Him." The man merely chuckles again.
"I really should be going anyway." He gives Seto a long and deep parting kiss. "See you around,
Seth."

Jou glares at the man's back until the dark stained windows of his sports car hides him from
view. "Man, Kaiba! Why'd you let a creep like that get the upper hand on y-" A hard right hook
to his jaw cuts him off and sends him to land on his ass. "Ow! Fuck! What was that for?" The
rest of his dignified rant dies off as he gets a clear look at his classmate.

Long blue, tailor-fit trench coat sans shirt, black leather pants so low Jou can tell Seto must
shave, and knee-high boots. It's a full minute before the blond realizes he's being yelled at.

"-none of your business! And do you understand just how much money I lost, you fucking
mongrel?"
"A hundred-thousand."
"If it was that much you'd be DEAD!"
"No, for a day." Jou climbs back to his feet, dusting the dirt off his white trench coat. "A
hundred-thousand. Is that enough?"

For once, Seto is speechless.