Forbidden Fruit
by: Wareta Shooki

Disclaimer: Read it here and now, because I'm not repeating it in the rest of this story. I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Kazuki Takahashi does. So bother him for rights to the manga/anime. Because I have none. Too bad for me.

Other notes and such will be listed at the bottom of this chapter.


Forbidden Fruit
Prologue
Dreamscape
Seto Kaiba stared out at the afternoon sky, wishing the bell would ring. Of course, it didn't, as there were thirty-three minutes left of school. Don't ask how he knew that, because he didn't know, he just. . . did. It was one of the odder things that had been happening lately.

As he tore his icy midnight eyes from the window, he gazed around the empty classroom. Blinking he looked around, shifting in his seat when he felt the temperature of the room heat up and change dramatically. When his eyes landed on the door, he froze in sheer amazement at what he saw there.

Katsuya Jounouchi, otherwise known to him as the 'puppy,' stood docilely, leaning against the door frame, his hands in his pockets. His blue school uniform shirt was unbuttoned, showing the white T-shirt beneath. But that wasn't what unnerved him. The honey-brown eyes of the blonde were staring at him from beneath unruly golden bangs that fell across his somewhat pale face. Kaiba blinked again, feeling heat rise up his neck and to his cheeks.

Why was he blushing? Oh yes, that was right. Standing up slowly, still maintaining his grace, he moved to stand in the middle of the classroom. Jounouchi walked inside, closed and locked the door behind him. The blonde duellist moved to stand in front of Kaiba, his right hand reaching out and cupping the young CEO's chin. Leaning forward, Kaiba's eyes widened when he felt the puppy's lips brush against his own. He shivered and let a sound somewhere between a mewl and a moan, his eyes closing instantaneously.

Leaning further into that kiss, Kaiba parted his lips, allowing Jounouchi to take over the kiss completely. He eventually found himself being pushed against a desk. Jou's hands began to wander down his chest to his pants where they danced over the bulge that rested there. Just from one kiss he was already completely aroused. He made that same half mewl, half moan sound once more when Jounouchi broke the kiss gently and began kissing down his neck.

He moaned again, throwing back his head when Jou bit him gently, but hard enough to send a wave of pleasure shooting towards his already pulsing groin. Those hands unzipped his pants, and Kaiba closed his eyes when he felt the familiar feel of hard working, somewhat calloused hands encircle his throbbing erection.

As Jounouchi began pumping him, he moved his hips forward without really realizing it. Soft sounds that were hardly coherent escaped his lips as he gripped the edges of the desk he was leaning against hard enough to leave ten crescent moon marks from his finger nails digging into the fine wood. He whimpered in disappointment when Jou's hand released him. He hadn't come and was still highly aroused. But then, Jou's lips closed over his dripping tip and he jumped feeling a new, even better wave of pleasure wash over him.

"Seto. . ." He heard his name being whispered. Looking down at Jounouchi, he couldn't help but smile. The blonde's honey-brown eyes where sparkling as if caught in the throws of passionate love-making he didn't want to end. "Seto. . . ." There it was again. But he realized that the puppy wasn't the one talking to him. It was someone else.

He felt himself about to come when the voice broke through his thoughts, his pleasure, louder and more forced then before.

"Seto!"

He flew up in bed, looking to the door where Mokuba was pounding against the wood, calling his name repeatedly. Blinking in confusion and still aroused, he tried to even out his unsteady breathing. Moaning softly, half in irritation and half in pain from his hard-on, he rose from his bed, thankful for the baggy silk, draw-string pants he wore every night. Sauntering sleepily over to the door, he unlocked it and opened it a crack to peer through.

"What?" He asked, his voice husky and softer than was normal.

Mokuba's innocent, thirteen-year-old, indigo eyes stared right back at him. Genuine concern echoed in their depths. Sighing deeply, he watched his brother eye him as critically as he could through the crack in the door.

"You were moaning in your sleep. I - I thought you were having another nightmare." The younger Kaiba said truthfully.

Kaiba's eyes widened somewhat as he remembered his dream. Opening the door all the way, he knelt before his brother who still only reached to about his elbow, if that. Placing his nimble, thin-fingered hands on the boy's shoulders he gave him a rare, heart-warming smile. The other boy returned the smile.

"I was. Thanks for waking me up, Mokuba." Kaiba paused then sighed. "Go back to sleep, you've got school in two hours."

The black-haired boy nodded, hugged his older brother briefly, then ran down the hall back to his room. Kaiba stood slowly, watching the boy go. He felt so guilty lately. Mokuba kept waking up because he was moaning and tossing and turning in his bed. All because of these damned dreams. Every night it was the same thing. Always Jounouchi, always him getting a blow or hand job, and yet. . . It was so real, it couldn't possibly be a dream.

Yet it was, and because of that, his brother kept losing hours of sleep pounding on his door at night to wake him up. There was only one night when he'd actually come in his dream, finally climaxed. And during that dream he'd screamed his pleasure, having fallen off the bed and hitting his nightstand without even knowing it. Mokuba had eventually called in Iwamoto, their head of security, to open the door because he hadn't gotten a response after his scream and the bang from his head hitting the nightstand.

Sighing deeply, dejectedly, still unexplainably aroused, he moved back into the shadows of his room, closing and locking the door afterwards. He stood there, his left hand pressed palm flat on the wood surface, his forehead resting beside his hand. His right hand itched towards his pants and the arousal that still pumped feverously with the need to be released.

As he pushed away from his bedroom door and crossed the room to the bathroom, he wondered why he'd been having these dreams lately. They'd started a month ago to date and had always been the same thing, always involving Jounouchi. No one else. Sure, he knew he liked guys, that he was gay, not that anyone but his brother knew that, and yet. . . . Why Jounouchi? Why not anyone else?

Those were questions he'd yet to answer in the past four weeks, and he doubted he'd answer them anytime soon. So, as he took a cold shower, amazingly releasing him of his arousal, dressed and prepared to leave for Domino High School, he decided it was time to confront the blonde. It was time to find out what these dreams meant. And maybe, just maybe, he could have a little fun with this. . . . .

As he sat in the limo on the ride to school, Kaiba's icy midnight eyes sparkled with such a dark purpose that was so genuine in nature that Mokuba shivered involuntarily and prayed to every God he knew, and any that would listen, that his big brother never looked at him that way. He'd die without knowing what had happened.


"Come on, Jou, it can't be that bad!" Anzu said happily, her large cerulean eyes over excited and way too sparkly.

The aforementioned blonde eyed her with wary criticism before inching closer to Yuugi and Yami, and sighing deeply. Running a hand through his already naturally unruly blonde hair, making it stick up even more, he sat down at a table in the school yard and rested his head in his hands, elbow propped up on the stone. Yuugi sat across from him, Yami standing behind the tri-colour haired duellist, his hands on his shoulders. Honda and Ryou leaned on opposite ends of the table.

Anzu remained standing slightly off to the side, looking a little lost at why everyone had suddenly gotten so depressed. Shrugging she sat down beside Yuugi and tapped her nails on the stone. One look from Yami told her to cease her antics instantly. It was almost hilarious how she 'eep'ed quietly and did as that glare told her to.

"It is dat bad, Anzu. I've been havin' dese dreams for a month now. I'm beginnin' to wonder what it all means." The blonde replied eventually.

Yuugi looked up, his misty amethyst eyes scanning the school yard. It just so happened that at that one moment, he spotted Kaiba's limo pull up in front of the school, the tall CEO stepping out of the vehicle, briefcase and everything. Damn the guy was always so uptight. Always precise in everything. For once, Yuugi thought, I wish he'd be unnerved by something.

Looking up at Yami, who had spotted the brunette CEO of KaibaCorp as well, he nodded and looked at Jou. "Well, we'd better head in. Wouldn't want Shinichi-sama getting angry at us for being late again." He said offhandedly.

They all nodded and ran off towards the stares and up into the main hall where their lockers were. However, luck was not shining on Jounouchi that day. A bully that hadn't taken to kindly to him over the last few weeks for standing up for Yuugi again, knocked into him, hard, hitting him in the stomach and then kicking him square between the shoulders.

Jounouchi fell face first down the stairs and ran into someone else. When he opened his eyes again, they widened seeing equally wide eyes staring right back at him. The person he'd hit was Seto Kaiba, and the other looked none too happy to have him straddled - accidentally mind you - by a guy who was widely considered his enemy more than Yuugi Mutou.

"Shit." Jou mumbled and realized exactly how close they were. Their lips were mere inches apart. Kaiba's eyes widened further before returning to normal and narrowing slightly. The tension between them built up and that few inches of space between them was gradually getting smaller and smaller. The moment was frozen in time and neither boy seemed able to get it to move again.

And perhaps that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.


End Prologue of Forbidden Fruit

Okay, that was the prologue, not the first chapter, so all of you know. Will Jounouchi and Kaiba kiss this early? Now if I told you that, that would be giving the plot idea away. And I just can't have that. So, if you want to see chapter one and what happens between them. . . And so on and so forth, review.

And if anyone has any questions they want answered directly, just e-mail me at or Whatever you want. But make sure you leave an e-mail address I can reply to, or a penname you use here at so I can respond to you directly in the first chapter. Look for it soon.

Arigatou, minna-san!

-Wareta Shooki

Last edited 2 / 14 / 05