Disclaimer: What do you think?

Rating: PG-13 for sexual innuendo. Nothing descriptive, but if you read the previous drabble I'm guessing that wouldn't be a problem anyway.

Warnings: My perverted (and most likely un-amusing) sense of humor, plus the same old same old: shounen-ai. You have a problem? Go along your merry way.

A/N: The title was inspired by a tee-shirt I saw: 'For my next trick I'll need a condom and a volunteer'. I found it highly amusing, but then I have issues. Don't ask me how it really relates to the fic. You'd have to be in my head to truly get it, my mind makes weird connections.


For My Next Trick …

"… And that's my brilliant idea," Jou finished with a cheeky grin. "Sounds fun, huh?" Despite his expectations, the blond was still slightly put out when Kaiba merely stared at him with an incredulous look on his face before bursting into laughter.

"That's great, puppy," he gasped between the bubbles of mirth he wasn't even trying to conceal. "I haven't heard anything that funny in ages."

"Hey! I wasn't joking. I don't see what is so unbelievable about it; you get to do it all the time." Jou couldn't suppress the pout beginning to form. Kaiba only laughed harder.

"Stop laughing at me!"

Abruptly the brunet composed himself, assuming his icy, imperious business gaze.

"There's no way in hell, pup," he said in a coldly unemotional voice. He then grinned in affectionate amusement at his spluttering boyfriend, leaning in to give him a chaste kiss on the mouth.

"I'll see you tonight, Jounouchi," Kaiba whispered seductively in Jou's ear before sauntering off, leaving the boy trembling in rage with a peculiar twitch in his left eye.

"You've only made me more determined, moneybags," he muttered through gritted teeth. "Kaiba Seto: Uke. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

His mood significantly lightened, Jou mentally ran over his plot; all he needed was a change of strategy.

Fin.