Alas, the confrontation. Your opinions on them would be greatly recieved It was hard trying to understand what it would be like to wake up, knowing you just slept with someone you thought you hated. I was pleased with the reviews on the last chapter, thanks guys. And there will be one more chapter after this, and then that is the end! Wow, it has been a long ride, but who knows, I could write a sequal! Anyways, drop me a review, and peace out.

Chapter Thirteen

"Jou? What are you doing here?"

Jou swung into the chair that was usually occupied by Melanie, "I just thought I would pay you a visit is all."

Kaiba certainly did not expect to see Jou so soon, especially since their encounter was only the night before. Yet here he was, making himself comfortable in Melanie's leather chair.

For a moment there was silence. Jou seems oddly interested in something on Melanie's desk, and Seto was lost for words.

"Why are you here?" Kaiba did not ask it in such a harsh way, but in a gentle soothing tone. Jou looked up at him, "I don't really know, but I knew I needed to talk to you."

"Well you are not talking."

"Logical deduction Kaiba, very witty."

Another awkward silence. This was killing Kaiba, how he wished last night never happened. Liar. Hush.

"So where does this lead us?" asked Jou.

Kaiba shrugged at Jou's words, honestly not knowing what to say.

"Want to forget about it?"

Jou was treating this like some joke, as Kaiba saw it. He wasn't taking anything seriously, and everything he said was driving Seto up the wall. He sat down on the chair directly outside his office door that was usually occupied by some visitor wishing to see him. He ran his fingers through his brown locks a few times, deep in though.

"Did you like it?"

"You know," said Kaiba, "You have the ability to take almost every scenario and make a joke out of it, did you know that?"

"Well it is better than being serious about absolutely everything that happens to come across your path."

"No, it is not. Making a joke out of it makes it seem like you don't really care."

Jou shrugged, "I don't in a sense. Things happen, sometimes that we cannot control. So instead of moping around about it, why don't you just suck it up Kaiba? I certainly don't give a fuck, and neither should you. Did it mean anything?"

"I…I don't think so, I mean, not in an attachment sense I suppose."

"There you go!" Jou proceeded to get out of his chair at this point, "So, stop moping around about it, accept it, and let's go grab a hamburger!"

Seto looked up, and gave the blonde a rather sharp stare, "A hamburger?"

"I want food, man, I haven't eaten all day. C'mon, we can talk on the way."

"No, I would rather talk here," stated Kaiba.

"What is there to talk about?" Asked Jou.

"Just sit down again, ok?"

Jou reluctantly agreed, his stomach giving a rather painful rumble. "Alright, what is it? Are you worried about being bad? Because you know, you really weren't too bad."

Seto's face turned red, "Shut up Jou, what would you know about being good or bad?"

"A lot more than you probably do Kaiba! Mr. I stay in my office all the time, and didn't know other people existed until last night!"

"Oh, that is a wonderful insult, any more like that, and you might move up the scale of mentality."

Both were silent for a moment, deep in though.

"We sound like an old married couple," said Jou, "bickering."

Kaiba gave a small chuckle, "I hope this doesn't mean we have to be friends."

"You know, because that would be a bad thing," stated Jou sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

"So, what is next from here?"

Jou thought for a moment; the tournament was only a week away, and he was sure Kaiba was done most of the work. "Well, I don't think I need to be around to help with the tournament anymore, I am sure you have got it set up by now."

Kaiba nodded, "Yea, but I still have a load of work to do, and you can pop by every now and again if you want. Are you still entering the tournament?"

"Damn straight I am! And I plan to whoop your ass this time!"

Instead of some petty insult Seto could have dished out, which would have happened about two months ago, he simply smiled as Jou said this, and secretly thought of how he was going to beat the poor sucker.

"I really wasn't that bad?"

Jou looked up, "Hmm? No, not bad. It was almost a five star performance."

"You kiss like a behemoth."

Jou glared at him, "well, your hands were cold."

"You were clingy to."

"And you have issues! What was with the whole 'Say I love you' thing? I am clingy?"

Kaiba shrugged, "I guess I didn't want you to seem like some sort of meaningless fuck."

"Which in the end, I was."

Kaiba nodded, "I suppose. But get me drunk, it might happen again."

"Seto, you weren't drunk."

"I was to."

"You were not, you told me yourself."

Damn, there went his excuse for ending up in bed with him in the first place.

"You know you liked it. You can't resist me."

Laughing out loud, Seto said, "I am sure every lady you ever tried to hit on thought the exact same thing. I have to admire you ego thought Mutt, it does beat the size of your brain."

"Well, at least I am not obviously queer Rick Boy."

Kaiba looked offended, "I am not obviously queer, I am not queer at all!"

"I also think you have this thing for Mel, you like to look at her a lot."

"I do not!"

"I wouldn't knock her up if I were you, office relationships just never work."

Jou had time to slip Kaiba a grin, before he was chased out of the office.

After grabbing a burger (much to Kaiba's distaste) Jou was driven home, and Kaiba returned to his house as well. He had not spent a lot of time here, as he had been working a lot, and he was sure Mokuba would miss him by now. Though they saw each other everyday, they had not spent any time together for a long time.

Talking about it on the way home, Seto was oddly content with where things were going. He smiled at the fact that he used to dislike Jou, and thinking upon it now, the idea seemed so far away, it was non-existent. They were more like lost pals, who had a lot more in common then first thought.

They had decided to just spontaneously see where things went for them. Who knows, they COULD start dating, thought Kaiba still cringed at this thought. Of course, he would have cringed two months ago, at the thought of sleeping with the blonde, but that thought came to him more often now, and he found himself smiling, thinking about it.

The tournament started in a week, he would be free of working long hours for a short period of time, and it felt like, for the first time in his life, he had someone, besides his brother, to relate to, and spend quality time with. It was a comforting thought, though, he would never admit it.

Seto fell asleep that night, thinking of silky blonde hair, and soft pale skin.