The sun streamed down letting it's rays dance on the form buried deep under
the sheets of a bed. A soft moan came from within as the blonde, sleepy boy
sat up rubbing his eyes.
"God its 8 am? How the fuck did I get up?" A low grumble sounded from his stomach. "Oh." He slowly got up from the bed, debating whether he should leave the room or not. Was the door even unlocked now?
"Fuck.I can't go out there, not with that pervert, what will he do to me? But..I promised.gah fuck that he can't treat me like this, no, not this little pup!" Once again it hit him and he smacked his forehead. "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid." Several times.
Finding the door unlocked, he slid down the stairs, padding the floor lightly with his socked feet. He looked in every which way, but there was so sign of either of the Kaiba brother. He crept slowly through the foyer to the front door, reaching for the knob.
"Morning puppy!"
"WAHHHH!!!" Jou clung desperately to the hat rack.
"Don't do that!" He climbed back down, fuming at the innocent boy before him.
"I'm sorry." Mokuba looked really hurt and stared down to the floor.
"Oh hell, I'm sorry. Don't look that way ok?"
"A..alright. You're not mad at me?"
He sighed heavily, feeling like the biggest jerk in the world. "Of course not, you're too cute to stay mad at." He ruffled his hair a bit, feeling better after hearing him laugh.
"Oh Seto left a note for you."
"A note? You mean he's not here?"
"Yeah, he's at work silly."
"Oh."
Mokuba dug into his pockets handing Jou the neatly folded paper.
Dear puppy,
There are clothes for you in your room closet, be a good boy and I'll bring you home a treat. Watch Mokuba and the house and.don't eat around him.
"Fucking prick!" He crumpled up the paper in annoyance throwing it to the floor.
"Did it say something bad?"
"No.it's just. nevermind." He sighed again shoving his fingers through his slightly messy hair. Mokuba looked him up and down eyeing him carefully.
"Why don't you wash up and change. You're still in your uniform."
Jou looked down at his wrinkled blue school outfit; he really did want to clean off.
"I can make you some breakfast while you shower up. Oni-sama said I shouldn't eat with you, so I already ate." He smiled proudly, happy to do as his older brother told him. "I don't think there is any soap or shampoo in the other bathrooms since we don't use them, so you could use oni- sama's." He took Jou's hand in his and led him back up the stairs.
"Woah, woah, do you think that's a good idea?"
Mokuba stopped along the steps to turn back to Jou. "Well, yeah, why?"
"It's your brother's bathroom!"
"Yeah, but your our puppy, so that makes you one of the family." He said in a matter of fact tone.
"Damnit Mokuba! This is only for a week!"
"It is?"
"YES!"
"Oh." Mokuba turned back walking to his brother's room and pushing the door open slightly. "Come down when you're ready. The bathroom's near the back of the room." He finished in a mopey tone. Jou watched the boy sulk down the stairs. Why was he so worked up over this? Well what does it matter? It's not like he's his brother right? Right! As he pushed the door back, somehow, he didn't expect anything that he saw before him. The room was lavish of course but, so plain. No fabrashe eggs, no midge vase, it looked just like any other hotel room. Not even the bright morning sun could light up the tone of the room. The carpet, walls, drapes, and sheets were all in shades of dark blue and black.
"Jeez depressed much? Woah!" Nearly knocking over a small end table, Jou desperately tried to catch whatever fell off. In the dimly lighted room he felt the curves of smooth glass as he sets what he thought was a vase back on the table. A wonderful fragrance hits his nose as he can make out the shapes of petals and stems.
"Violets?" He let the soft petals slide between his fingertips. "I don't think I'll ever figure him out." Jou made his way to the bathroom door flicking the light switch. Jou gave a long whistle, looking over the brass handle faucets, porcelain tub, marble floor, and glass shower door.
"Now this is what I'm talking about!" The buttons of his jacket flew open and fell to the floor, as he hastily pulled his shirt over his head.
"What the?" A small nag caught in his shirt ripping it slightly, then he grimly remembered. The collar was still around his neck. He looked to the large mirror above the sink, running his fingers over the leather strap. His memories flash over Seto first putting it on, yanking him by it calling him a bad puppy.
"WHAT?" He looked to his flushed cheeks. "What the fuck am I blushing for!?" He rubbed furiously at his skin. "Oh yeah that really made it go away." He sighed holding his face. "Fuck it I'm just taking it off." Piecing apart the collar, it fell to the floor as well, followed by the remainder of his clothes.
The steamy hot water ran from the showerhead, pelting down against his cream colored skin. Jou looked to the array of towels and cloths that hung on the rack. He reached for a small wash cloth and lathered it against a bar of soap.
"Rose scented? He really is a freak." He gave a soft smile, scrubbing the lather over his body, feeling relaxed by the soothing scent. He held the bar of soap to his mouth. "I don't care if Monday's blue, Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too. Thursday I don't care about you, its Friday I'm in love." He spun around slowly as the soap rinsed off his body, singing to the soap. He didn't know why but he felt like singing in the shower. How long ago was it that he did that? "Monday you can fall apart. Tuesday Wednesday break my heart. Thursday doesn't even start. It's Friday I'm in love. Saturday wait. And Sunday always comes too late. But Friday never hesitate.."
"Jou?"
He nearly choked on his words as the soap slipped from his hand to the floor. "Ye.yes Mokuba?" He looked to the small dark form of the young Kaiba through the glass as he moved about the room.
"I have a bath robe for you, the food's almost ready."
"Ok thank you." He swallowed the lump in his throat as he saw him leave."
"Ah, Jou?"
"Yeah?"
"You sing really well." And that was that.
"Jesus." He cursed picking up a bottle of shampoo, reading the green tea label. "Some how I expected this." He squirted a good amount into his palm, lathering his hair. "This shit burns!" He quickly washed it out finishing his shower. He pulled back the glass door seeing a big fluffy blue bathrobe. He slipped it on; assuming Mokuba left it for him. He snuggled against the fuzzy warm material, tying the robe across his chest as he noticed the embroidered letters. His fingers trailed over the stitched S K on the left breast. What if something like that was branded on him?
"Fuck." He placed his hands over his cheeks. "I'm not blushing I'm not blushing." He looked to his right to see the collar sprawled on the floor. He walked to it, grasping it in his hands. He cursed silently slipping it back around his neck as he gathered his soiled clothes. Heading to his room to change.
Jou looked at the table to the bowl of Reese puffs and the plate of ego waffles.
"Oni-sama usually makes breakfast." Mokuba replied with a nervous laugh.
"Heh it's alright, it's the norm to me."
Mokuba nodded happily and ran into the living room. "Let me know when you're done!" He called.
"Man when you tell that kid to do something, he does it." Jou affirmed as he quickly stuffed his face.
The sun started to set, painting the sky a dark orange when Mokuba heard the brakes of a car and bounded to the door. The dangled of keys and the creek of a door, was all that was heard before. "Ooffa!" Mokuba sprang like a jungle cat upon Seto, giving him the glomp of death.
"I missed you!" He squealed.
"I missed you too Mokuba." Dropping his brief case, he held his tiny brother in his arms, smiling at his warm welcome. "How was your day? Did you have fun with the puppy?"
"Yeah he's great, he colored with me, watched sponge bob square pants, built with blocks."
"Sounds like you had a fun day." He quickly kissed his cheek placing him down. "Where is our little mutt?"
"I left him in the kitchen cause you told me not to eat with him and he wanted a snack."
"Good boy." He patted his head.
Mokuba almost beamed with pride at his brother's annotation, nodding his head happily.
"Now go on up stairs ok? I'll call you down for dinning."
"Ok Seto." His feet seemingly missed the ground as he dashed up the stairs to his room. Seto took off his shoes and fixed his brief case, heading towards the kitchen. He stood in the doorway, watching the blonde rummage through the fridge, stuffing his mouth with various foods.
"Enjoying yourself?" He smirked slightly as he heard a soft choke and Jou slammed the door shut, with the dangling tail of a shrimp from his lips.
"Velcome dome." He said sheepishly, still trying to chew down the shrimp. He looked over Seto's clothing not really recognizing it. A custom tailored suit that formed to every curve of his body. Its pale white color matched with the black buttons and seams. It looked just perfect for him.
"Have fun today?"
He finally swallowed the crustacean. "Yeah, your brothers a cute kid."
"I see you found your clothes ok." He noted looking over the pair of loose denim jeans and 00-football jersey.
"It'll do." He replied nonchalantly, leaning against the tabletop. Seto only smirked, leaning against the corner next to him.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Look at me like that. Why did you make this stupid bet? Why do you kiss me? Why do you touch me?"
Seto's seemingly frozen features turned up in shock, he wasn't expecting this so soon.
"And not just some stupid reason, like you like me all of a sudden. Cause you don't molest someone you just like!"
"What is it you want to hear?"
"The truth."
"The truth?"
"I can take it."
"You're the object of my obsession of life."
"What?"
"I know I've been somewhat cruel to you and your friends but, that's all I've known what to do. But its you however, I am most interested in."
"Why?"
"Because your like me."
"Like you?"
"Yes. Even though you live with your father. You were taken away from everything you knew, just like I was. You grew up in a cold and unfriendly place, with a man you wanted to trust. He was all you had."
".Seto..."
"You'd give anything to make him stop calling you worthless, a waist of life, the son of a whore." His fists clenched tightly as the memories swam in his head. "I found out about your family little by little and I wondered. If our lives where so similar, why were we so different? Why am I like this, when you are almost the opposite? I had to know I had to understand. That's why I pestered you so, to find out what made you tick. You're inner workings. The more I found out, the more I wanted to know, to understand everything about you. So I backed you into a corner, made you swear to your word and here we are."
Jou let all these deep feelings from Seto sink in, but still one thing bothered him.
"I understand how you feel Kaiba, no one knows this better than me." He placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Just one question."
"And that is?"
"Why are you so 'touchy' with me."
"If you're looking for some profound reason why I did what I did to you. I have none. But I'm perfectly fine with you calling me a sick bastard if it suits you."
"Fair enough."
Seto laughed slightly, making his way to his room.
Later that night, Jou walked up and down the hallways playing hide and seek with Mokuba.
"I'm gonna get you small fry." His only reply was a bout of soft giggles as he wondered through the second floor of the maze like mansion. On his trek he walked past the open door of Seto's room. He saw the young brunette, sitting on the edge of his bed rather dispirited about something.
"You ok?" He walked into the room slowly, Seto never looking up. "Hey.Seto?" He touched the boy's shoulder, having his whole body react to his touch, as he finally was able to look deep into his sinking cerulean eyes.
"I'm sorry.did you say something?"
"Uh yeah, I was wondering if you were alright."
"If I'm.alright." He was asking himself more than he was Jou. It wasn't until then he noticed something in Seto's hand, a picture frame. But with out warning, Seto's arms wrapped around Jou's waist, pulling the blonde tautly to him.
"What are you..."
"Please, "
"What?"
"Please let me stay like this." He pressed his cheek to the slick fabric of Jou's jersey. As for Jou himself, he was baffled on what he should do. Here he had the bane of his existence, clutching to his hips like a scared child. He couldn't help what happened next. He looked down to Seto like he would Serenity, with love and understanding. He stroked down the surprisingly soft strands of Seto's hair, smiling softly. So he was human after all.
"Jou, don't."
"Shh." He was going to be forgiving, caring. Show Seto the compassion Yugi had shown him in those days. He wrapped his free arm across Seto' s shoulders when he felt something. Warm droplets seeped through to his skin. Tears? He felt the soft shuddered of Seto's breath against his stomach, making him quiver.
"You can cry if you want to Seto. My father may not have done much for me, but he told me this. A good man has every right to cry."
"Jou." Seto breathed out. Jou was quiet happy with his little bit of advice, until he felt his shirt slide up, exposing his stomach to Seto.
"He.hey!" He froze as he felt a hot slick tongue wonder against his abdomen. He whimpered slightly as Seto swirled small circles around his navel, dipping his tongue inside. "Seto.don't." He drew in a shaky breath as dull teeth scraped against his skin, into a suckling mouth. His fingers wove into his locks of hair, gripping to Kaiba's shoulders.
"Jou if you were gonna give up you should have told me! .Jou?"
Mokuba stared at the weird position his brother and his dog were in.
"What are you guys doing?"
They broke apart hastily. "Sorry Mokuba, I was just saying goodnight to your brother." He looked to him with his face all flustered. "Goodnight Seto."
Picture frame still in his hand as a stray tear finished its way down his cheek. "Goodnight Jou."
See that wasn't evil ne? ^_^ Waii I feel like such and old pervert. I've only met one other 18 person that likes yaoi. Every one else is like 12 ^^;; *Sighs * Oh well I hope you guys liked this and I'm working hard for ya!!. And in each chap I wanted to leave a link for other cool stories so you guys can make some other authors happy like you made me! Ok so here's two http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1086146 Somebody Save me by Phoenix Cameo It's a great story that takes place in the POV's of Ryou and Bakura. And Ryou says bloody hell lol!! They deleted her story so she lost her reviews. It's a little angst but it ends well ^_^
http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1055452 All it took by
Futago no Seishi Now this writer deserves some worship. She displays the sorrow, torment, and pain the boshi twins go through when Amiboshi asks Suboshi to take the forgetfulness potion to have a new life with him. OH GOD ITS WONDERFUL!! But its only has 6 reviews!!! It's an outrage!!
So when you review tell them Messiah sent ya! MWAHAHAHHA
"God its 8 am? How the fuck did I get up?" A low grumble sounded from his stomach. "Oh." He slowly got up from the bed, debating whether he should leave the room or not. Was the door even unlocked now?
"Fuck.I can't go out there, not with that pervert, what will he do to me? But..I promised.gah fuck that he can't treat me like this, no, not this little pup!" Once again it hit him and he smacked his forehead. "Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid." Several times.
Finding the door unlocked, he slid down the stairs, padding the floor lightly with his socked feet. He looked in every which way, but there was so sign of either of the Kaiba brother. He crept slowly through the foyer to the front door, reaching for the knob.
"Morning puppy!"
"WAHHHH!!!" Jou clung desperately to the hat rack.
"Don't do that!" He climbed back down, fuming at the innocent boy before him.
"I'm sorry." Mokuba looked really hurt and stared down to the floor.
"Oh hell, I'm sorry. Don't look that way ok?"
"A..alright. You're not mad at me?"
He sighed heavily, feeling like the biggest jerk in the world. "Of course not, you're too cute to stay mad at." He ruffled his hair a bit, feeling better after hearing him laugh.
"Oh Seto left a note for you."
"A note? You mean he's not here?"
"Yeah, he's at work silly."
"Oh."
Mokuba dug into his pockets handing Jou the neatly folded paper.
Dear puppy,
There are clothes for you in your room closet, be a good boy and I'll bring you home a treat. Watch Mokuba and the house and.don't eat around him.
"Fucking prick!" He crumpled up the paper in annoyance throwing it to the floor.
"Did it say something bad?"
"No.it's just. nevermind." He sighed again shoving his fingers through his slightly messy hair. Mokuba looked him up and down eyeing him carefully.
"Why don't you wash up and change. You're still in your uniform."
Jou looked down at his wrinkled blue school outfit; he really did want to clean off.
"I can make you some breakfast while you shower up. Oni-sama said I shouldn't eat with you, so I already ate." He smiled proudly, happy to do as his older brother told him. "I don't think there is any soap or shampoo in the other bathrooms since we don't use them, so you could use oni- sama's." He took Jou's hand in his and led him back up the stairs.
"Woah, woah, do you think that's a good idea?"
Mokuba stopped along the steps to turn back to Jou. "Well, yeah, why?"
"It's your brother's bathroom!"
"Yeah, but your our puppy, so that makes you one of the family." He said in a matter of fact tone.
"Damnit Mokuba! This is only for a week!"
"It is?"
"YES!"
"Oh." Mokuba turned back walking to his brother's room and pushing the door open slightly. "Come down when you're ready. The bathroom's near the back of the room." He finished in a mopey tone. Jou watched the boy sulk down the stairs. Why was he so worked up over this? Well what does it matter? It's not like he's his brother right? Right! As he pushed the door back, somehow, he didn't expect anything that he saw before him. The room was lavish of course but, so plain. No fabrashe eggs, no midge vase, it looked just like any other hotel room. Not even the bright morning sun could light up the tone of the room. The carpet, walls, drapes, and sheets were all in shades of dark blue and black.
"Jeez depressed much? Woah!" Nearly knocking over a small end table, Jou desperately tried to catch whatever fell off. In the dimly lighted room he felt the curves of smooth glass as he sets what he thought was a vase back on the table. A wonderful fragrance hits his nose as he can make out the shapes of petals and stems.
"Violets?" He let the soft petals slide between his fingertips. "I don't think I'll ever figure him out." Jou made his way to the bathroom door flicking the light switch. Jou gave a long whistle, looking over the brass handle faucets, porcelain tub, marble floor, and glass shower door.
"Now this is what I'm talking about!" The buttons of his jacket flew open and fell to the floor, as he hastily pulled his shirt over his head.
"What the?" A small nag caught in his shirt ripping it slightly, then he grimly remembered. The collar was still around his neck. He looked to the large mirror above the sink, running his fingers over the leather strap. His memories flash over Seto first putting it on, yanking him by it calling him a bad puppy.
"WHAT?" He looked to his flushed cheeks. "What the fuck am I blushing for!?" He rubbed furiously at his skin. "Oh yeah that really made it go away." He sighed holding his face. "Fuck it I'm just taking it off." Piecing apart the collar, it fell to the floor as well, followed by the remainder of his clothes.
The steamy hot water ran from the showerhead, pelting down against his cream colored skin. Jou looked to the array of towels and cloths that hung on the rack. He reached for a small wash cloth and lathered it against a bar of soap.
"Rose scented? He really is a freak." He gave a soft smile, scrubbing the lather over his body, feeling relaxed by the soothing scent. He held the bar of soap to his mouth. "I don't care if Monday's blue, Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too. Thursday I don't care about you, its Friday I'm in love." He spun around slowly as the soap rinsed off his body, singing to the soap. He didn't know why but he felt like singing in the shower. How long ago was it that he did that? "Monday you can fall apart. Tuesday Wednesday break my heart. Thursday doesn't even start. It's Friday I'm in love. Saturday wait. And Sunday always comes too late. But Friday never hesitate.."
"Jou?"
He nearly choked on his words as the soap slipped from his hand to the floor. "Ye.yes Mokuba?" He looked to the small dark form of the young Kaiba through the glass as he moved about the room.
"I have a bath robe for you, the food's almost ready."
"Ok thank you." He swallowed the lump in his throat as he saw him leave."
"Ah, Jou?"
"Yeah?"
"You sing really well." And that was that.
"Jesus." He cursed picking up a bottle of shampoo, reading the green tea label. "Some how I expected this." He squirted a good amount into his palm, lathering his hair. "This shit burns!" He quickly washed it out finishing his shower. He pulled back the glass door seeing a big fluffy blue bathrobe. He slipped it on; assuming Mokuba left it for him. He snuggled against the fuzzy warm material, tying the robe across his chest as he noticed the embroidered letters. His fingers trailed over the stitched S K on the left breast. What if something like that was branded on him?
"Fuck." He placed his hands over his cheeks. "I'm not blushing I'm not blushing." He looked to his right to see the collar sprawled on the floor. He walked to it, grasping it in his hands. He cursed silently slipping it back around his neck as he gathered his soiled clothes. Heading to his room to change.
Jou looked at the table to the bowl of Reese puffs and the plate of ego waffles.
"Oni-sama usually makes breakfast." Mokuba replied with a nervous laugh.
"Heh it's alright, it's the norm to me."
Mokuba nodded happily and ran into the living room. "Let me know when you're done!" He called.
"Man when you tell that kid to do something, he does it." Jou affirmed as he quickly stuffed his face.
The sun started to set, painting the sky a dark orange when Mokuba heard the brakes of a car and bounded to the door. The dangled of keys and the creek of a door, was all that was heard before. "Ooffa!" Mokuba sprang like a jungle cat upon Seto, giving him the glomp of death.
"I missed you!" He squealed.
"I missed you too Mokuba." Dropping his brief case, he held his tiny brother in his arms, smiling at his warm welcome. "How was your day? Did you have fun with the puppy?"
"Yeah he's great, he colored with me, watched sponge bob square pants, built with blocks."
"Sounds like you had a fun day." He quickly kissed his cheek placing him down. "Where is our little mutt?"
"I left him in the kitchen cause you told me not to eat with him and he wanted a snack."
"Good boy." He patted his head.
Mokuba almost beamed with pride at his brother's annotation, nodding his head happily.
"Now go on up stairs ok? I'll call you down for dinning."
"Ok Seto." His feet seemingly missed the ground as he dashed up the stairs to his room. Seto took off his shoes and fixed his brief case, heading towards the kitchen. He stood in the doorway, watching the blonde rummage through the fridge, stuffing his mouth with various foods.
"Enjoying yourself?" He smirked slightly as he heard a soft choke and Jou slammed the door shut, with the dangling tail of a shrimp from his lips.
"Velcome dome." He said sheepishly, still trying to chew down the shrimp. He looked over Seto's clothing not really recognizing it. A custom tailored suit that formed to every curve of his body. Its pale white color matched with the black buttons and seams. It looked just perfect for him.
"Have fun today?"
He finally swallowed the crustacean. "Yeah, your brothers a cute kid."
"I see you found your clothes ok." He noted looking over the pair of loose denim jeans and 00-football jersey.
"It'll do." He replied nonchalantly, leaning against the tabletop. Seto only smirked, leaning against the corner next to him.
"Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Look at me like that. Why did you make this stupid bet? Why do you kiss me? Why do you touch me?"
Seto's seemingly frozen features turned up in shock, he wasn't expecting this so soon.
"And not just some stupid reason, like you like me all of a sudden. Cause you don't molest someone you just like!"
"What is it you want to hear?"
"The truth."
"The truth?"
"I can take it."
"You're the object of my obsession of life."
"What?"
"I know I've been somewhat cruel to you and your friends but, that's all I've known what to do. But its you however, I am most interested in."
"Why?"
"Because your like me."
"Like you?"
"Yes. Even though you live with your father. You were taken away from everything you knew, just like I was. You grew up in a cold and unfriendly place, with a man you wanted to trust. He was all you had."
".Seto..."
"You'd give anything to make him stop calling you worthless, a waist of life, the son of a whore." His fists clenched tightly as the memories swam in his head. "I found out about your family little by little and I wondered. If our lives where so similar, why were we so different? Why am I like this, when you are almost the opposite? I had to know I had to understand. That's why I pestered you so, to find out what made you tick. You're inner workings. The more I found out, the more I wanted to know, to understand everything about you. So I backed you into a corner, made you swear to your word and here we are."
Jou let all these deep feelings from Seto sink in, but still one thing bothered him.
"I understand how you feel Kaiba, no one knows this better than me." He placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Just one question."
"And that is?"
"Why are you so 'touchy' with me."
"If you're looking for some profound reason why I did what I did to you. I have none. But I'm perfectly fine with you calling me a sick bastard if it suits you."
"Fair enough."
Seto laughed slightly, making his way to his room.
Later that night, Jou walked up and down the hallways playing hide and seek with Mokuba.
"I'm gonna get you small fry." His only reply was a bout of soft giggles as he wondered through the second floor of the maze like mansion. On his trek he walked past the open door of Seto's room. He saw the young brunette, sitting on the edge of his bed rather dispirited about something.
"You ok?" He walked into the room slowly, Seto never looking up. "Hey.Seto?" He touched the boy's shoulder, having his whole body react to his touch, as he finally was able to look deep into his sinking cerulean eyes.
"I'm sorry.did you say something?"
"Uh yeah, I was wondering if you were alright."
"If I'm.alright." He was asking himself more than he was Jou. It wasn't until then he noticed something in Seto's hand, a picture frame. But with out warning, Seto's arms wrapped around Jou's waist, pulling the blonde tautly to him.
"What are you..."
"Please, "
"What?"
"Please let me stay like this." He pressed his cheek to the slick fabric of Jou's jersey. As for Jou himself, he was baffled on what he should do. Here he had the bane of his existence, clutching to his hips like a scared child. He couldn't help what happened next. He looked down to Seto like he would Serenity, with love and understanding. He stroked down the surprisingly soft strands of Seto's hair, smiling softly. So he was human after all.
"Jou, don't."
"Shh." He was going to be forgiving, caring. Show Seto the compassion Yugi had shown him in those days. He wrapped his free arm across Seto' s shoulders when he felt something. Warm droplets seeped through to his skin. Tears? He felt the soft shuddered of Seto's breath against his stomach, making him quiver.
"You can cry if you want to Seto. My father may not have done much for me, but he told me this. A good man has every right to cry."
"Jou." Seto breathed out. Jou was quiet happy with his little bit of advice, until he felt his shirt slide up, exposing his stomach to Seto.
"He.hey!" He froze as he felt a hot slick tongue wonder against his abdomen. He whimpered slightly as Seto swirled small circles around his navel, dipping his tongue inside. "Seto.don't." He drew in a shaky breath as dull teeth scraped against his skin, into a suckling mouth. His fingers wove into his locks of hair, gripping to Kaiba's shoulders.
"Jou if you were gonna give up you should have told me! .Jou?"
Mokuba stared at the weird position his brother and his dog were in.
"What are you guys doing?"
They broke apart hastily. "Sorry Mokuba, I was just saying goodnight to your brother." He looked to him with his face all flustered. "Goodnight Seto."
Picture frame still in his hand as a stray tear finished its way down his cheek. "Goodnight Jou."
See that wasn't evil ne? ^_^ Waii I feel like such and old pervert. I've only met one other 18 person that likes yaoi. Every one else is like 12 ^^;; *Sighs * Oh well I hope you guys liked this and I'm working hard for ya!!. And in each chap I wanted to leave a link for other cool stories so you guys can make some other authors happy like you made me! Ok so here's two http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1086146 Somebody Save me by Phoenix Cameo It's a great story that takes place in the POV's of Ryou and Bakura. And Ryou says bloody hell lol!! They deleted her story so she lost her reviews. It's a little angst but it ends well ^_^
http://fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1055452 All it took by
Futago no Seishi Now this writer deserves some worship. She displays the sorrow, torment, and pain the boshi twins go through when Amiboshi asks Suboshi to take the forgetfulness potion to have a new life with him. OH GOD ITS WONDERFUL!! But its only has 6 reviews!!! It's an outrage!!
So when you review tell them Messiah sent ya! MWAHAHAHHA