Title: Twisted Love Letters (1/?)

Author: Chibi Wingzero

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, Marik/Malik, implied Hikari/Jou

Beta: MOFAF (MomOfFluffyAndFluffier).

Spoilers: If you haven't seen the Battle City Tournament, then yes.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters.

Summary: Jou decides to write a love letter and confesses his love. Unfortunately, it ends up in the wrong hands. Now everyone is trying to find out who this mysterious person is and why they can't seem to find him/her. Among these people is one very possessive brunette. He doesn't like it when people take what is rightfully his.

Warnings: This WILL be shounen ai/yaoi. If you do not like, then don't read or bother reviewing. Flames or "semi-flames" will be ignored.

Question: Why use the name Hikari?

1) Think about it. This is Jou here. He isn't that creative when it comes to names.

2) Yes, I know it will cause confusion; hence, the reason for choosing the name. A jealous Kaiba is a fun one to write and read about, ne?

Chapter Title: When Everything Goes Wrong I

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Placing the paper on his desk, Jou flexed his wrist. It was starting to cramp from all the writing and rewriting. He wanted to make this love letter perfect, even if no one was going to see it; or, at least, he hoped no one would. It was hard to imagine that he felt in love with one Kaiba Seto. They were polar opposites; yet, they had much more in common if one looked hard enough.

Jou glanced up at the clock wishing the minute hand would move a little faster. If he hurried, he could arrive at the library before it closed that day. Normally they would be open for a few more hours, but today they were holding a special event. Being Jou, he didn't know until Anzu informed him. She always made weekly visits to their local library for research or for pleasure reading. Jou didn't understand why she chose to spend her free time reading instead of playing video games or dueling.

The seconds seemed like minutes. The minutes dragged on like hours. The hours felt like an eternity.

"Okay, you may leave," the detention teacher spoke. He didn't like spending time with them either, but at least he was being paid to do so. During detention the teacher spent his time correcting papers. The students, on the other hand, could do whatever they wanted as long as it was within his rules.

The scraping of chair and rustling of clothing could be heard before the shuffling of feet towards the nearest exit, preferably the door. After all, they were on the second story. It was perfect to keep those teenagers from escaping their fate. No one sane would dare to jump out of the second story window and land on concrete. Okay, maybe a few would attempt it if paid a large quantity of money.

The blond had no time to waste and he didn't have the money to spare for the book. Jamming the love letter into his pocket, Jou basically shoved his way out of the room. He didn't have any time to lose. More to the point, he already missed his bus so that meant a nice long run for him. His day was just getting better.

"Hey Jou," a familiar voice called out. That familiar voice happened to belong to one of his best friends. "You want to hang out at the arcade? I heard they have this new game."

"Eh, no thanks, Honda," Jou called right back. He really did not have the time to be going to the arcade even if he had the book. Damn his procrastination. The others already finished their book report or were almost finished. Anzu already had hers proof read by their teacher. "I have to go or I'm going to be late."

Most people knew Jou would usually wait until the last second. He always seemed to be busy with duel monsters or hanging out with his friends. At least, that was the impression he gave them. A few of them knew he had a job to help pay for the expenses. However, none of his friends, or even his little sister, knew what really went on at his home. For starters, he did not need any of his friends to be worried about him. They had enough to worry about as it was. Then there was his sister. He didn't want to ruin her image of their father.

"Late for what?" Honda inquired as he caught up to the blond. He knew Jou wasn't scheduled to work that afternoon and didn't have any scheduled visits to his sister. Maybe it was an appointment or something.

"The library closes early today," Jou explained, still walking fast. If he didn't hurry he'd have to wait another day or go without dinner tonight. His father didn't make much money. In fact, he could barely hold down a job, which left Jou with paying their living expenses. Wasn't a father supposed to take care of his son and not the other way around?

By now the hallways were clear enough that he could run down them without running into anyone. There were a few students who stayed behind for after school activities, like the cheerleaders who were out on the field practicing their routines and the science club was holding its weekly meeting in one of the labs. The journalism team was in the computer lab making sure that the next edition of the school paper would be up to their usual expectations.

Needless to say Honda nearly fell over. He had known the blond long enough to know those two didn't mix. "Why would you, of all people, want to go to the library?"

Jou scowled at his best friend. "Unlike some people, I don't have time ta do my homework." He didn't mean to sound rude but he was fed up with all the distractions. First it was a certain billionaire, then it was the detention, and now it was his best friend. "Sorry 'bout that. I guess I'm stressed out or somethin'."

"I understand," Honda said, waving it off. They had their share of fights and they managed to pull through them. If anything, their friendship had become stronger as it had tested their trust and loyalty. "So does that mean you don't have the book report done?" He received a blank look from his best friend. "I take that as a yes."

As far as he could remember, Honda knew Jou had his fair share of problems. It kind of bothered him that his best friend didn't trust him. Then again, the blond may not want his friends to become involved with his personal problems at home. There were times Jou was in way over his head, but at least he had friends to watch his back. Even if they fought, they always knew they could count on each other until the very end.

"No kiddin'," Jou said. He pushed open the outside doors and sighed. It was going to be a long run for him. He might as well get started. Just as he was about to take off a hand settled on his shoulder causing him to turn around. "Eh?"

"I'll give you a ride," Honda said, jabbing his thumb over to his waiting motorcycle. His best friend seemed to space out for a second. "You said you were in a hurry."

"Oh sure," Jou said, finally gaining control over his mouth and brain. He followed Honda to where his motorcycle waited in the parking lot. "Tanks for da ride." Now, he wouldn't have to run the entire way, not knowing if it would be worth the effort. Besides, a little exercise wouldn't kill anyone, would it?

"No problem," Honda assured him with a smile. He casually reached over to grab the two helmets. Most people wondered why he brought two helmets whenever he went to school. He often would answer that he didn't know if he was going to give a friend a lift and would rather go through the trouble of bringing an extra one than losing a friend.

After accepting the helmet, Jou strapped it on his head and took a seat in behind the brunette. Since he had ridden with Honda on his bike before today he immediately knew where to place his feet and where to hold onto the driver without distracting or hurting him. It was fun riding on a bike and he wished he had enough money to afford one, let alone keep it maintained.

In no time they were off, speeding down the roads that would eventually lead them to the library. Funny thing, life was pretty much the same. There were different directions you could chose, all of which led to a destination. However, the destination may not always be the desired one. It was the same way with love. There were so many people he could have fallen in love with, but his heart chose Kaiba Seto, as if his life wasn't complicated enough.

Maybe that was one of the reasons why he liked riding on Honda's motorcycle. He felt free from all the restraints and responsibilities bestowed upon him, whether he liked them or not. He enjoyed not having to act tough in front of his fellow classmates, having to take care of his father, working his ass off just to pay the bills while trying to maintain his grades, taking care of his sister though he wouldn't give her up for the world, and balancing his time so that he could spend some with his friends. Closing his eyes, he felt the wind rush past him. It felt rather invigorating after spending all that time in detention. It made him feel alive.

Finally the wind became a breeze and then it quickly disappeared and Jou noticed they were in front of the library with more than enough time to spare. Hopefully they'd have a copy of one of the books from their list. He was glad their teacher allowed them to pick a title rather than choosing one for the entire class. It made things much easier for him to find a book, especially when it came down to the wire.

"About earlier," Honda said, sheepishly scratching the back of his neck. Sometimes he said things without thinking about the consequences. Hell, both he and Jou were known for saying things that they'd later regret. "I just…." Before he could even finish, the blond interrupted him.

"It's okay. I shouldn't a gotten angry at ya. I was jus' frustrated at the time," Jou assured him. He gave one of his cheesy grins. "Besides, ya gave me a ride here and I got plenty a time ta find a book and, hopefully, I'll get that report done before it's due." He felt his old self returning. Man, these past few nights had taken their toll on him.

Honda playfully punched his best friend. "In your dreams."

This caused Jou to remember those dreams. He would have blushed if he remembered the exact details, but he was determined to forget about those dreams. They were the last things he needed on his mind as he had a book report due in less than a week. Rather than become embarrassed, he chose to continue this little banter about his scholastic abilities. It was the lesser of the two embarrassing facts.

"Oh yeah?" Jou inquired, returning the punch. No, they weren't fighting. It was their strange way of bonding. Yes, it was very strange. Despite what they did or said, they still were the best of friends and nothing was going to change that. Well….. If Honda started dating Jou's sister, then things may not turn out well for either of them or in this case the former. The latter was very protective of his little sister ever since they were separated.

"Don't you have a book to find?" The brunette inquired, bringing Jou back to reality. After all, it was the reason why the blond could be found standing in front of the library's steps. The library was not one of his favorite hangouts. In fact, out of their group Anzu was the most likely person to be spotted here.

"Ya just had to bring dat up," Jou pretended to scowl. He cuffed his best friend on the back of his head as if he was scolding him. "Would ya mind tellin' the others I can't make it taday or for the rest of the week?"

Honda gave a mock scowled after being cuffed on the back of his head. True, it didn't hurt, as it was not intended to. It was a matter of pride and all that good stuff. Jou, on the other hand, just gave a silly grin.

"That's what best friends are for," Honda spoke quickly before adding, "Man, that sounds cheesy like something you hear right out of those chick flicks."

"You're tellin' me," Jou completely agreed with him. It did sound like it would come from a chick flick. He assured Honda that it would be fine for him to walk home. After all, he didn't live that far and he had a short cut. The brunette seemed reluctant, but with Jou's persistence, he finally left for the arcade.

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AN: Man, this chapter is slow, but this sets up the stage for later chapters. I will be updating next Fri (PST).