Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If I did, Seto and Jou would get it on, Anzu and Honda would get more background story, Mokuba would get more screentime, and all the girls would wear pants every once in a while (because pants are a wonderful creation none of the girls seems to pay any attention to).

Warning: The usual: shounen-ai, a bit (or a lot) of OOC tendencies, swearing and probably something else that I can't remember.

Note: Yuppers, people. This has been edited as well! Ah, what a joy to read something with better quality, eh?

Unheard Love
Chapter 6

by Growing Pain

He never liked the uniform for this class. At all. He saw nothing positive in wearing red shorts and a white t-shirt when running around trying to do the tasks at hand.

No, that aspect of PE was simply useless. And not to mention utterly embarrassing. Who in their right mind would even feel comfortable exercising in these ridiculously looking shorts anyway? The world had simply gone mad…

He sighed bitterly as he waited on a bench for the class to start, watching his fellow classmates who played around in silly manners or talked like they normally did. But when waiting for PE, basketballs and other sports equipment flew around the room, hitting random "innocent" victims. That is if anyone is truly innocent to begin with.

This little procedure continued every time before they would start, and it annoyed the hell out of the brunet. Some would say his classmates were childish at times. But he personally thought that would be an insult to children. Luckily he was never hit, partially because he was a well-known CEO and partially because he stayed away. However, it was still annoying to watch.

The only reason he put up with it was because, once the class started, it wasn't so bad. After all, it was just another area he could prove himself more superior than the rest. And he sure enjoyed that.

Though his musings were interrupted as the gym teacher entered the hall and walked up to the middle of the room before doing a loud whistling noise to signal he wanted the students' attention. Everyone obediently calmed down and walked up, standing around the forty year old man.

"Today class, we were supposed to play soccer, but the field outside is being used right now. So instead, we will practise the fine art of dancing!" He announced fearlessly and with an expression that contained no signs of his knowledge that the idea would be met with resistance. Groans and loud complaints were heard from the boys, while some girls giggled and laughed at the male ones' misery. Seto himself frowned.

"So, guys go on the left, girls on the right!" The teacher commanded as if oblivious. The teenagers moved to their respective side slowly and the coach counted them while they were at it. The CEO reluctantly moved to the left, his arms folded while glaring at just about anyone who stood too close.

After the students had divided themselves and the coach finished his counting he began to speak once more.

"It seems that we have too many guys and too little girls in this class." The man declared, his words foreboding.

"So there is only one thing we can do about that…" If one paid attention you could clearly see a small smirk on the middle aged man's lips that was up to no good.

"Two of you boys will have to join the girls. So, Okinawa, Jounouchi, both of you; move it!"

"What!" A loud protest was heard from the blond teenager. "I don't want to dance with guys! I want the girls!" Giggles escaped once more from some females, thinking his uproar was amusing.

"You do as you're told. Now move it!"

"Unfair!" Jounouchi persisted. His last protest was responded with a glare from the coach, which cracked his determination and made him walk over to join the girls, though clearly angered. After that act the teacher turned to the rest of the class with a calmer expression on his face.

"I will give you all a number starting from 1 in both groups. Then you will have to find your partner with the same number from the other group. Any questions?" The teacher asked aloud, but everyone was quiet and stood still, not wanting to upset him like Jounouchi had.

"Thought so…" And then he started pointing at everyone giving them a number. Seto himself got the number 7, but was not so interested in finding his partner. The girl could find him herself. Why should he go through that kind of trouble?

Couples started to form slowly and the brunet was bored out of his mind, glancing at the clock on the wall every now and then, his peers' chitchat briefly being listened to.

"Alright! Number 7 for me, now who's the lucky guy?" A now cheerful blond spoke, eyeing his friends in hope he himself could be so lucky.

Seto's eyes widened as he heard that, not sure what to do as his rival received a "no" from everyone, systematically asking all the males in a descending order, starting from those he liked to those he didn't. When done, and with no result apparent, it appeared Jounouchi too understood what was happening as he stared in shock at Kaiba.

"Oh hell no!" He roared, walking up to the coach. "Coach! I want a new number!" The blonde demanded without any politeness in his tone. The middle aged man glared at his student in quiet response.

"What's wrong with your old one?"

"I don't like my partner."

"Too bad!" The teacher spat out, inflamed by his uproarious student.

"But he doesn't like me either!" The blond teenager wailed.

"Jounouchi…"

"Yeah?"

"Go away!"

This display of discontentment upset the CEO quite a bit, but he decided to push it away and to ignore his feelings as always. It was quite easy doing so as it was habit. Meanwhile Jounouchi slowly made his way over to him looking very out of place. Seto smirked at this, wanting the upper hand in this situation, and stood there patiently awaiting the other's arrival.

This class would definitely be interesting.

Jounouchi glared into Seto's eyes before standing by his side, fuming with anger. Kaiba was only amused, but wisely kept his mouth shut for now as the coach was instructing everyone on how to waltz. Not that he even cared how to do a stupid dance. Dancing was for girls and romantic people, which easily translated into; not him.

"Okay everyone, start to hold each other and dance when the music starts!" The coach bellowed out for everyone to hear.

The two teenage rivals turned to face one another, but both unwilling to take the first step. So they started to glare, as usual. Seto's gaze might make little children want to cry, but Jounouchi was far too experienced with it and thus the power of the glare was gone. And since Jounouchi was a kind person at heart, his glare made no one shiver either.

So they continued. That is until a few minutes after that the music started and Jounouchi had apparently grown impatient. Seto couldn't help but smirk at the shorter one's distress.

"Well!" Jounouchi said in a manner that told the other he better start doing something. Soon.

"Well what?" The CEO answered back to aggravate, knowing fully well what the other meant.

"Aren't you going to…you know…hold my hands or whatever?" Jounouchi asked in a voice that tried to convince them both he was not embarrassed by the situation. The brunet gave a simple shrug before talking.

"Why don't you do it?" He dared. Jounouchi only narrowed his eyes accordingly, obviously impatient.

"Hey, you're supposed to be the guy, and guys always take initiative at dancing!"

"So you're admitting I'm the superior one and that you will obey my every command?" Kaiba teased, offering a taunting smirk to belittle the other one.

He felt proud over himself, enjoying every minute of the verbal sparring and anticipating what would soon come. This game he played may come off as sadistic, wanting the other one's pain, but he felt alive doing so. Why, he did not know. It was always the same, Jounouchi would get mad and he himself would win. But there was a comfort in that too, in a weird way. It was only sometimes he felt guilty and that was when he had taken it too far.

"Asshole! I just don't want to touch you!" Jounouchi explained in anything but a calm manner.

"What makes you think I would want to touch a lowlife like you?" The CEO answered back with a voice containing a feeling of repugnance.

"Hey! Knock it off you two!" Their teacher told while rushing over with an angry face, hating the fact that they would not obey his orders. "Dance!" He commanded, his brow creased.

Neither of the boys moved a muscle, Seto still with folded arms while Katsuya was clenching his fists.

"You two will dance if that is the last thing I will make anyone do!" And then he took one hand on Katsuya's back and the other one on Seto's and pushed them together, causing them to stand close enough to feel the each other's chest.

"If you don't do this, I will fail you both!" And with that warning he walked away to help other pairs.

They both stepped back a little as they saw the older man walk away. Jounouchi then sighed and ran his hand through his hair, bothered.

"What do you say about a truce? Just for now at least so we don't fail…?"

"Whatever." Kaiba said with a noncommital shrug, not even bothering to acknowledge Jounouchi. A profanity of some sort was about to escape Katsuya's mouth, but he stopped himself and regained his control and composure. Then he stretched out his left hand waiting for Kaiba to take it.

"I won't shake hands with you."

"It's not to shake, it's to dance. Now hold it so we can get this over with!" The blond teenager ordered impatiently.

And so Seto gave in, seeing no point in keeping away from what would happen shortly for he was no coward. So he too, slowly and carefully, stepped towards Jounouchi, accepting with his right hand. He glanced over to the other couples, watching where his other hand was supposed to go.

That answer came to be on Jounouchi's back. He lifted the left arm and pressed his hand a little bit over the curve of his partners back while feeling very nervous, though it didn't show. Before he knew it Jounouchi's free arm had started to support its weight on his shoulder.

It all became very intimate all too quickly for him, so he increased the distance between their bodies a bit more, keeping his eyes firmly on his shoes.

"So…um…going to dance anytime soon?" Jounouchi looked up at Kaiba who in turn looked back, noticing a hint of a blush on the blonde's cheeks. That was quickly dismissed as he thought it was all because of the closeness between the two, which he too felt was awkward.

Instead of answering with words, he started to move his feet while trying to remember how the dance steps went. Usually he made up an excuse whenever they would have dance on the schedule, but this time there had been no escaping.

"Aouch! Watch it Kaiba!" Jounouchi bellowed, jerking back after being stepped on by Seto two times in a row.

"Watch it yourself, you were in my way!"

"I was not in your way, you did the wrong move!"

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Stop being such a child."

"You're calling me a child? You can't even dance!"

"What does a child's mentality and dancing have anything to do together you imbecile!"

"Boys! What is the problem now!"

Once again, the angry teacher arrived at the scene. At least this time he found that the teenagers were holding each other like they were supposed to.

"Coach Inoue, Kaiba can't dance!" Jounouchi exclaimed with a grin, feeling superior to the brunet.

"Hn." Was all Kaiba offered.

The middle aged man made an irritated sigh, feeling extra cranky when it came to the two of them.

"That problem is easily fixed." He then ripped Jounouchi away from Kaiba's arms and held him himself.

"Watch the feet and nothing more now." Coach Inoue instructed, only being answered by a simple nod. Then he started to dance with Jounouchi to show how it was supposed to work.

Now Seto was not a stupid person, very far from it. He had no problem with learning, and if it would make his enemy shut up, he was willing to give it his full concentration. So he watched intensely, memorising every bit.

"Do you understand now?" Seto nodded.

"Good. Now let's see how you'll do."

The shorter teenager was back in his arms once more, but this time Seto felt more confident with it than before. His lips curved into a smirk and he bent down his head and whispered into Jounouchi's ears.

"When I am finished you won't even know what hit you." He predicted confidently.

And then he danced, doing everything he remembered that his coach showed him. It was not such a complicated routine after all, and it was easy to learn. He had had more difficult things to learn over his years for sure. This was a piece of cake.

"Excellent! Now don't start fighting again. Call if you need any help." And then the coach walked away once more, but this time more content.

Seto looked down in a mocking way with a visible smirk. He was only glared back.

"How do you do it?" Katsuya asked, agitation clear.

"Do what?"

"Being so damn good at everything all the time!"

He shrugged and continued to dance, leading Jounouchi wherever he wanted since he was in the role of a girl. That was certainly enjoyable.

"Did you only pretend to not being able to waltz before so you could show off or something?"

"No. Why would I do that?" Kaiba asked in an unbothered voice. Jounouchi also replied with a shrug, and looked down at his feet to see where he was going.

"It's just that you learned so quickly, that's all…"

"Jealous, are we?" Kaiba taunted. Jounouchi shot up his head and glared, angered by the question.

"Not everyone wants to be like you! Or is that too hard to understand?"

"Hardly."

They stopped speaking to each other, Jounouchi looking down while Seto looked up. The music was the only sound they concentrated on, and unfortunately none of them liked it.

It was hard for him to be nice and not shoot back with sarcastic comments on belittling someone with lower status that him. He had been trained not to be accepting of the "unworthy", they only existed to make him money and do everything he wanted them too. They were not supposed to have their own minds and thoughts. Maybe in another life…things could have been different. With him, his family…with everything. But wishing was useless, it never worked.

"So how's life?" He was awoken from his thoughts only to see two brown eyes staring up at him.

"What?"

"I asked you how's life. You know, good? Bad? In-between?"

Typical of the blond, making friendly small talk. He never could keep his mouth shut before either. Why would this be any difference?

"Bearable." The brunet replied. Jounouchi tilted his head, still not breaking the eye contact.

"Just that?"

Seto sighed. He never appreciated to talk about himself when it didn't concern the greater aspects of himself. Personal questions were taboo.

"No. It's amazing. I feel like skipping on clouds every morning."

Granted, the reply was somewhat rude, but the question seemed to pop up out of nowhere. And he didn't like surprises.

"Alright, you don't have to get cranky! Sheesh, lighten up!" The blond defended. The brunet chose to ignore him, but the brown eyes continued to stare at him.

"Well?" Jounouchi inquired.

"Well what?"

"Aren't you going to ask me the same question? It's the polite thing to do."

"So?"

"What do you mean 'so'! Just ask the damn question!"

"Why?"

"Because!" Was the great reply.

Deciding to be agreeable due to the fact that he did not want to hear Jounouchi nag anymore, he gave in.

"Whatever." He put on a somewhat false happy tone to mock the other once more. Kindness was never his thing. "How's life, Jounouchi?"

Katsuya rolled his eyes at Seto's bothersome ways, but decided to answer anyhow.

"Beside from the fact that I still have to go to school, everything's pretty good."

"Oh, how amazing that must be." Once again Seto mocked him by being sarcastic.

"Yes, yes it is! But you wouldn't know anything about that, now would you? All you know is how the be a first class jerk!"

"Your point being?" Kaiba nonchalantly asked. Katsuya made a small shrug.

"Don't know. Maybe that you should just be happy."

"Well, thank you for your groundbreaking advice. I'll be sure to be in a pure bliss tomorrow."

"What the fuck is it going to take for you to be nice!" Katsuya roared. Seto appeared thoughtful as if concentrating real hard before replying.

"Plenty of tranquillizers, I am sure." He answered, unbothered by Jounouchi's mood changing so drastically. Katsuya blinked a few times, but then proceeded smiled and eventually start to chuckle quietly, making the CEO bewildered.

"Yeah, you're probably right." He agreed.

It felt good, having him in his arms, smiling. It felt even better knowing he caused that happiness, even if it was nothing of real humour or anything similar. He hated that he liked it, and tried to remain unmoved inside.

Seto was growing suspicious too. Just yesterday the two of them had met while he was accompanied by Arisu. That subject hadn't come up yet, which was odd since Jounouchi seemed so stubborn to let it go. Perhaps he was devising a plan? Should he be worried?

He looked down at Jounouchi, who currently keptg eye contact with someone else. Probably one of his friends. He still appeared happy, looking as innocent as can be. But he would not be deceived, he would watch him too. Two can play that game, and he always won. Especially over him.

Jounouchi looked up into his blue eyes, not concentrating on his friend anymore.

"I'm bored." He announnced. Seto frowned. What did he expect him to do? Offer him to play a game to stimulate his childish mind?

"And?"

"I was hoping you could entertain me." The blond teenager told. The frown deepened, and a glare was created. Katsuya seemed to ignore all of that.

"What makes you think I would even want to do that?"

"Because I get really annoying when I'm bored. And you don't want that do you?"

"Hn."

"Yeah, so I have something in mind we could do."

"We're dancing. Isn't that enough?"

"No. It's boring. I don't like to dance. I like to talk."

"So I have noticed…" Seto replied drawly.

"And I thought that we could talk!"

"No."

"Why?"

"I don't feel like talking."

"You never do, so I don't care. Come on! It won't be that bad. We can talk about pointless stuff if you want."

"That makes it even more useless."

"Fine. Choose a subject yourself."

"I'd rather not."

"Then I pick one. And I choose to talk about you!"

"How unexpected…"

"Sooo, what does Seto Kaiba like to do?"

"To humiliate and ignore you."

"If that is all you like to do, then I feel very sorry for you."

"It's not."

"Then what else is there?"

"None of your business."

"Alright then." Jounouchi sighed, but still remained on the cheerful side. "Then what are your dislikes?"

"You."

"Wow. Quite obsessed with me, aren't you?" Katsuya teased. Seto glared, rolled his eyes and ignored him. Jounouchi's puny mind could believe whatever he wanted. It's not like he would ever figure out the truth.

"You're so stiff! Now, why is that?"

"Leave me at peace."

"Can't. You're holding too tightly for me to leave. So, where were we? Yeah, now I remember. Why are you such a stiff, joyless person?" The blond male proceeded, taunt in his voice as well as curiosity.

"Better than being loud and obnoxious like you."

"If anyone is obnoxious, it's you Kaiba!"

"Says the person who can't stop talking…!"

"I'm just bored, okay! I hate dancing."

"Me too. I would like nothing more than to ditch you and be at peace." Seto smirked down only to be met by a furious glare.

"The feeling is mutual! Bastard…"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"So what's your favourite colour?"

"Why can't you just stop talking!"

"Just come to realise that you can't get rid of me and answer the damn question! Like we've got better things to do anyway!"

"…"

"…"

"I don't have one."

"How can you not have a favourite colour?"

"Easy. I just don't."

"You're weird…"

"You're not so normal yourself."

"Does that make us unique or just weird?"

"Neither."

"Oh… So do you believe in anything?"

"Like a God?"

"Yeah. Or just anything really. Like destiny or soul mates or ghosts or whatever."

"Me."

"What?"

"I believe in me. I control my life, no one else. And I believe I have all the power I need."

"How about ghosts then? Or aliens?"

"That's merely made up stories from people with wild imagination."

"Maybe. Though sometimes I wonder if there are ghosts and if they watch us. Then I wonder if they watch me when I take a shower. I have to distract myself for a while before that feeling goes away… Because if I don't I can't shower for a while…"

"Trust me. No one, dead or alive, would want to see you shower."

"Why? How would you know that? Unless you've watched me shower of course." Katsuya retored with a grin while getting a certain look in his eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous!"

Had he seen him peek? It had not been that obvious he made sure of that. Or had it been? Did he knew all along?

"Nah, just kidding you man."

Apparently not. Good.

"So do you believe in anything then?" He asked, remembering the last time he did not ask back. A nagging Jounouchi was an even more annoying Jounouchi. He could live without that.

"Ghosts, I think. But only sometimes. And I don't really believe in destiny either. But sometimes I think…well, that some things were just meant to be."

"…"

"Like me, starting to befriend Yuugi. That helped me a lot. It even got me money for my sisters eye operation. Now you can't just dismiss that as pure coincidence."

"Yes I can, and that is all it was."

"Yeah yeah, think that if you want. Like I care. I will still believe whatever I want."

"That you will."

"What's your favourite TV show then?"

"I don't watch it unless the news comes up."

"Damn your life is boring! Favourite band then?"

"Don't listen to music."

"Maybe you're an alien or something, coming here to earth with your boring ways and super intelligence, trying to take over Japan. You're doing a good job at it." Jounouchi said jokingly while smiling in the process.

"Maybe. Then I can have you all killed."

"What's wrong with world peace?" Jounouchi asked with his brow creased. Seto shrugged.

"It's overrated anyway."

"No more war is overrated?"

"Like that could ever happen."

"But still!"

"You shouldn't want the impossible. It's foolish."

"Says you."

A loud whistling and the stop of music interrupted them. They let go of each other to look at the coach. Katsuya was stretching his arms in the process since they had gone too stiff.

"Okay. Now, I decided to be kind to you all and let you all choose your own partner for the end of this class, since I know some of you had big problems with being paired up." He looked over at Kaiba and Jounouchi for a second, but turned away shortly after.

"What are you waiting for? Grab a new partner!"

Everyone started to gather together, friends and official couples forming pairs. Everyone except Katsuya and Seto that is. They stood seemingly outside of it all. Seto with folded arms, staring at the students while looking like a mix between bored and angry. Katsuya on the other hand stood beside him, glancing back and forth at the big group and Kaiba.

"So…who are you going to pick?"

"Hmpf. Like I care."

"You better hurry. All the good girls are getting picked." The blond teenager urged.

"Don't care."

"Really?"

"Yes. Shut up."

Jounouchi started to fidget a bit, making Seto's attention turn to him. Though the brunet did not say a word as he waited for the blond to speak.

"I…I can still be your partner. If you'd like." Jounouchi offered.

Seto raised an eyebrow questionly. This was truly weird. He offered to stay with him, instead of going to his friends? There must be a catch somewhere. He just knew it. What it was he did not yet know…

"Whatever." And he turned his head back to the group of people, observing as usual. Jounouchi nodded, not really sure what to take his reply as, and stayed put. Then a male acquaintance walked up to him.

"Hey Jou, you're a girl now, right?" He asked firsthand, making sure.

"Yeah. Weird, huh?" He answered in a playful tone and smiled.

"Uh-huh. Well anyway, wanna dance then?"

"Uhm…"

Seto had his full attention to the conversation beside him, wanting to hear his answer too. But he still had his head turned to the crowd and not to Jounouchi, even if he glanced at him through the corner of his eye. The day he would admit he had the slightest interest in him, he would have gone mad. And that day was not today.

Katsuya looked at his classmate and then at Seto, who wasn't looking back at him. Then he turned his gaze back at the guy in front of him with a smile and replied.

"Sorry. I'm taken."

Against his own will, Kaiba's heart skipped a beat when hearing those words and he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Those words just sounded so right, so good, and absolutely perfect. His possessive side was surely getting happy hearing this, the blond had proclaimed himself as his own. This was an entirely satisfying experience. Despite that he could not stop cursing himself mentally for even appreciating it. Why was he so weak!

"Okay then. See you later, Jou."

"Bye." With that the other boy left, returning to the crowd. The blond gave a nod as a sign of saying goodbye, then turned to Seto while stepping a little closer.

"I guess it's just you and me then."

Seto turned his head to face him and smirked.

"I guess so."

To Be Continued...

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Ooo, that's not so much. But at least we got plenty of JouKai interaction. Booyah for dances and short shorts!

Okay then, chapter 6 has entered the story. Why did I end this chapter here? Easy, it just seemed like a good ending place. Plus, it was already 10 pages on my Word document. Only me who notices the chapters are growing? Weird...

Now I am going to inform you all about my Internet situation. You see, there is a reason why updates never come regularly. And that is because I have to hide this. Yes, you heard me. My family would flip if they found out I am writing a love story between two guys. And I don't have a laptop. The only computer we have is in the livingroom, and people are here almost all the time. In the early morning it's my mother. In the evening and night it's my brother. And in between it's both of them.

And when I open a word document on the computer they got suspicious, since I never usually do that and school is out so I have no paper to write. I apologize for this. Honestly, I do. I want myself my very laptop so I can write freely as much as I want. But...good stuff never really happens anyway.

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