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Seto shook Katsuya awake and offered him breakfast that he quickly devoured. "You act like you haven't eaten in years."
Katsuya just shrugged his shoulders. Mokuba yawned as he peeked through the doorway. "Hey big brother!" He entered the room and sat down.
"So that's why you hate, uh well, people like me?"
Katsuya looked sidelong at Seto. "Queers, gays, homos, fags, perverts?" Katsuya finished eating a piece of fruit and looked at him with curiousness. "Yep cause of that faggot who dared call himself my guardian and that pervert Maeno." He cocked his head slightly to the side. He looked just like a puppy. The Katsuya Seto had known was buried somewhere deep inside.
"You're different than them Seto. I could almost imagine you were a girl." Katsuya leaned forward and his lips touched Seto's, softly, experimentally. "You feel like a girl, very soft." Mokuba began giggling.
And for the first time Seto Kaiba was caught off guard. His jaw dropped and he felt his blood boiling over at what Katsuya had just said. "Well your name sounds like a girl's!"
"Is that the best you can do Seto? Dear little, Set. Did you know that Set was a female goddess of Egypt?"
Seto couldn't believe that this street-wise, drug-dealing, nameless whelp was getting the best of him. But no, he wasn't nameless to the world, not any more. His name was as beautiful as his looks, daring and innocent, not tarnished by the world around him. And Seto Kaiba was in love with him. He knew Katsuya was taunting him, mocking him. He didn't care. He wanted more than a quick kiss. He wanted to make passionate love to this boy. He wanted to feel his body with his lips, everywhere, searching, holding.
"Hey! Queer!" Seto growled at the name. So what if he was gay? "Quit staring at my pants."
Seto looked up at Katsuya's face, away from where he was staring. He could feel his face burning. "So have we met an understanding?"
"Yah, I think we have. You want me and I hate yer guts." Katsuya yawned as he stretched out on the bed.
"Here's the understanding, I want you and I will prove to you that I am better than any girl."
Katsuya raised an eyebrow. "Hm, how about this," he said as he leaned forward and grabbed Seto's hands. He couldn't help but touch the rich CEO. "A test of self-control. You can do whatever you want to me for the next twenty-four hours and if I don't touch you on my own you leave me alone."
"And if you do?" Seto asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Hey, ya got a boyfriend until I kill ya myself." Katsuya was smirking.
"It's a deal, be prepared to loose." Seto said as he leaned forward and kissed Katsuya strongly. His hands made themselves busy on the blond.
Oh shit, what have I gotten myself into this time? Katsuya thought to himself as he felt his pants tightening as he relished the feel of Seto's touch. Just don't touch him. Not too hard, just don't touch him.
One class through and Katsuya had survived so far. It was the early class he had been forced into from his first year. Attending both normal and college level classes had been hard but this class was something from the college that he had been forced into by Jonouchi-san and Maeno. It wasn't like Math or Sciences, it was things he didn't want to learn, like the most sensitive places or the best way to smuggle drugs. Still, he couldn't get out of it, he never could. Seto wouldn't be there but their area of studies turned Katsuya's stomach. He almost wished he was still being tormented by Seto rather than being there.
Katsuya sighed as he tried to tune out of the lesson. He touched his lips where Seto had kissed him earlier that morning. The teacher's hard leather whip came down onto the floor beside him. His hand wrapped around the leather leash that was a necessity in this class. Katsuya gave a strangled sound as he was yanked up off his feet.
"Katsuya! Take off your clothes!" Katsuya mutely nodded his head as he removed everything. He felt the hook that was imbedded into his leather whip dig into his back and then get yanked out once again. His jaw was clenched tightly as he tried to keep from screaming.
Katsuya sunk to the ground in front of his locker. He hoped the bleeding wasn't seeping through the jacket. He was so sore and so tired. He really did wish he had a girlfriend who could give a good massage.
Katsuya jumped as he felt long hands work on his shoulders. "Kaiba?!" Katsuya screamed as he swiveled around.
"You look tense. I figured you needed this." Katsuya barely nodded his head and relaxed. There was no doubt, Seto was good.
"Can't I leave you for two seconds without you getting into a fight?" Seto asked as he grabbed Katsuya's arms and helped him up. Katsuya winced as he was shoved into the wall, Seto's mouth ravishing his as he was dragged into the bathroom. When Seto's hands pulled away from the younger man's back he saw the blood that had seeped through and stained his hands.
"Katsuya!" Seto yelled but the blond was turned away. Katsuya was feeling weaker each second. The cuts from the whip were gaping open. He just wanted to die. Seto picked up the weak boy and dragged him off to the nurse's office.