"It's Seto's fault." Noa stared past Jou's shoulder, his blue eyes angry.
Jou had to agree with him on that. "Of course it is!" He nodded his head. Even if it wasn't Kaiba's fault, it ought to be; the guy was a jerk. "He ain't fair to no one." He patted Noa's arm. "Don't worry about it."
"I have to." Noa looked up from under his bangs. "Don't you see?" Rising from his seat, "Seto took my place in the Kaiba family." His voice grew higher. "He took my father's love. He took my inheritance." By now it was very shrill. "I should have been CEO of KaibaCorp, not him!"
"Yeah, yeah," patting his arm. Jou tried to make his voice comforting. "You shouldn't get so upset. It'll all work out."
Noa gripped his arms. "How can it work out, how?" He sounded desperate. "He's out there," waving vaguely toward the exit, "and I'm stuck in here." Poor Noa looked miserable. "I don't have a body, Jounuchi! Not a real body," nearing tears, "not like you…" His face darkened suddenly with anger. "Not like Seto has." And he scowled again.
Jou shifted from one foot to the other, feeling uncomfortable. Was this a good time to say "It's okay," he wondered, or "Don't worry about it"? He glanced at Noa: The boy looked okay; he wasn't foaming at the mouth or anything. "I guess…" He looked at him again.
"I've figured it out, Jounuchi." Noa's voice was firm. "I know what I have to do." He touched Jou's arm. "If I can't have a body, like Seto," His arm went around Jou's waist.
Jou jumped. "What?"
"Seto wants you, Jounuchi." Noa came closer. "What does he want you for?" Putting both arms around his waist, "Does he want to touch you?" He looked up into Jou's face. "Does he want to kiss you?"
Jou took a step back. "Your brother don't want me."
"He's not my brother." Noa's hands tightened. "He's not a Kaiba at all." His voice was getting shrill again. "Don't call him that Jounuchi." He looked up at him. "And he does want you." His fingers crept under Jou's shirt. "I've seen the way he looks at you."
His fingers tickled. "Uh, yeah." Jou tried to pull away. "Whatever." Noa started unbuttoning his shirt. "If you say so."
His shirt was open now. "He wants to see you naked, doesn't he?" Noa started undoing his pants. "Has he?" The pants came open. "Has he seen you?" They slid down over Jou's hips. "What do you think he'd do if he knew I was seeing you now?"
Jou grabbed for his pants, but they were down around his ankles. "Get offa me, you crazy kid!" Who'd have ever thought a digital boy would be so strong? He got free, and took a step back, only to trip over his pants and fall on the floor.
Noa was on top of him in an instant, his knees around Jou's chest, while he looked down at him. "Seto wants to kiss you," putting his hands on Jou's shoulders, "doesn't he, Jounuchi?" He leaned over. "He wants to kiss you like this." Their lips met.
Jou broke free again, when Noa's tongue tried to enter his mouth. "I told you, get off me!" He got his pants up and headed for the door. "You're nuts!" Looking back over his shoulder, to see if the kid was following him, "Let me outa here!" He rattled at the latch.
"I should have known." Noa's mood must have changed again, because he sounded sad. "You don't like me, do you?" Jou looked back, and saw him pouting. "You like Seto better."
"I do not!"
"Everyone does." Noa nodded wisely. In a bitter voice, "because he has a body."
Jou shook the door again. "Can you let me out?"
"Go on, Jounuchi." Noa gave a deep sigh. "Go back to Seto." He pressed a button, and the door opened. "At least I've seen you naked." He laughed. "And Seto hasn't." Calling after Jou, as he ran for the outer exit, "Tell him that, Jounuchi."